Mardock Scramble: The Third Exhaust (マルドゥック・スクランブル 排気)

I will survive.

We've had good luck with clubs.

That's how we won at poker.

Stay.

Hit me.

Bust.

What should I have done?

That's the first thing we have to find out.

All I'm doing is losing.

It's part of the plan.

Don't worry.

You will win.

I'll back you up.

Displaying basic strategies.

In this game, 10-point cards are most common.

When the face card is a 5,

the dealer has a 43% chance of calling bust.

So you stay, and wait for others to lose.

Stay.

Double down.

That man's incredible!

He's not winning.

He's being allowed to win.

The dealer is leading him.

Leading?

Yes.

Watch!

One by one, the other patrons will leave.

Starting with that man.

He's winning, yet...

He'll waste all this money.

He's being made to.

To skew the others' judgments,

make them act in ways they normally wouldn't.

Guess that was a bad bet.

Going with the flow has its price.

His loss was inevitable.

He was led into losing his money by a brief victory.

I didn't see that at all.

If you understand the situation, you can avoid being similarly led.

By me and the Doctor as well.

I want to believe you both.

Is that bad?

I am merely a tool.

The only way to prove my usefulness is for you to make use of me.

Even when you're not here, you make me able to do more on my own.

I want to use you.

I'll never betray you again.

I've encountered a good partner.

Even money.

In the event that both dealer and player get a 21,

it's a draw and no winnings are earned.

Even money is a way of preventing that, the so-called "sixth tactic."

But your chances increase only marginally.

It's a decision that throws away your chance of winning.

It's not an option for you right now.

Beginning a running count.

Blackjack!

That's incredible.

Have a good night, everyone.

The dealer is making what looks like a pattern with the cards.

He's manipulating the order of the cards?

I feel it.

He's doing something.

All right...

I'll read the cards using my calculations and his scent.

You read using your intuition.

I'll do a true count,

recording all cards to find the exact moment of victory.

Till then, we'll lead the dealer on.

Show him a hint of your mystery.

Okay.

Cross your legs.

Tilt your head so the cards to your left are outside your field of vision.

When you think of something you like, look to the left.

When you're nervous, look down to your right.

If we ID his pattern, we can read his intent.

He's been looking at me like that?

Yes, we'll use that against him.

Look! It's like a bird!

See? He's incredibly on edge.

I get a sort of soft feeling...

But hit me.

So I'll stay.

Definitely hit me.

You're a genius that "talks" to the cards, huh?

I'm in the middle of an important transaction!

Just why have you all called me?

He was called?

It's a rule.

Ashley? Chief? Mr. Special Advisor?

Who's the rich guy that's raking in so much cash it's gotten you all bent out of shape?

A pretentious prick with a girl in tow.

Word from the floor is it's some old dude and his niece.

This man is trying to insert 10-point cards when they're not in use in the game.

How many are there?

32.

He's excluded 10-point cards from two-pairs, eh?

How sneaky.

Wait!

They're not all back in.

Got him.

Sir?

Burn these guys, Ashley!

Destroy their luck the way only you can do!

You know them?

These guys want to paint my time completely black.

I'm doing all I can to escape that curse.

Understand?!

S... Sir.

I'm in the middle of an important transaction.

Don't let those guys take another cent of ours!

Oeufcoque?

With the Doctor.

Do it!

You won't beat me unless you bet a lot.

Let's find out.

Split.

Split.

Split.

Split.

Split.

We're within reach.

Where the hell are you, Boiled?

Investigating.

What is it?

Those guys are here right now!

I thought as much.

What?

Tell me something...

Is the guy you're dealing with there now?

This is the place where I had my first show.

It's where everything began.

I'll prove that you made the best choice.

That is my usefulness.

I wanted to use you.

All I wanted was to use you.

Come back to me, Oeufcoque.

It's a bit early for you to be leaving isn't it, Bell Wing?

Go, bet everything.

Stay.

Stay.

When two 7 cards and more than four 8 cards remain,

the player is 100% certain to win.

7s and 8s are like magic.

Because he inserted the 10-point cards at the end,

I could ascertain the remaining cards.

The dealer brought about his own defeat.

There are so many that it's hard to use them.

Well then, let's have them put this into a single, more manageable form...

A million dollar chip.

I'll get it ready now.

If you're a checker, the Society will understand.

If this becomes some trick where people can get million dollar chips,

others will try the same thing.

So if the Society uses my skills, it will be a good amount of money.

Then neither you nor I will have to work for the owner.

You've come to like it here, haven't you?

I couldn't care less about our mad dog of a boss,

who'd try to torch and kill a 15-year-old girl.

It's also very strange that the Society continues to give that man work.

Fifteen years old?

Ah, so that's it.

You standing in the way of that girl was a trial given you by the Holy Spirit, eh?

You plan to quit being a spinner and become a fortune teller?

I'm a woman of faith.

I'm grateful she was led here.

Incidentally, how well do you know those two?

Just a name: Rune Balot.

An unusual name.

There it is.

The chip with Shell's memories recorded on it.

We'll start with the first one.

Marlowe John Fever...

You're fired.

I was the one who signed your letter of recommendation.

Get out before the owner finds out about this.

The little brat wanted to have some fun, but there are rules.

I will collect the cards.

Is that all right?

Of course.

Sure enough, you were after something here.

Bell Wing!

That's Ashley Harvest,

a gun-for-hire in this industry.

I look forward to seeing how you'll take him on.

This man's fate does not spin to the left.

He has no weaknesses.

Remember that.

Okay.

This is now a closed game.

That poker room fraudster and Bell Wing over there being fired,

along with a splendid dealer, is our modest way of apology.

Making it closed is a bit extravagant, isn't it?

But it makes it easier to win, yes?

You're one interesting dealer.

I look forward to fewer antics.

It's a draw.

Stay.

Hit me.