Sneaky Pete

Wow.

Cute place. I guess.

You know, your brother's my guy for spotting cheats.

And there's nobody better,

but I don't think even he

could spot that. Could you spot that?

One second. What the fuck is your boss doing here?

- Look, I told him. - You told him?

- You told him what? - I think he could help.

Just listen for a second.

I'm sorry. I... I don't really understand.

What? You need some money?

I'm here, Marius,

because I heard that you were taking down a cheater.

And I don't like cheaters.

And he's good, Marius.

- You've seen him play? - No. No.

- But he's been playing for years. - All right. All right.

He...

You good?

I like to think I am.

Yeah?

Yeah?

Okay.

- That too fast? - No. Row.

I don't know what my brother told you,

but, uh, we're not looking for card players.

What are you looking for?

What everybody's looking for

money.

What's the buy-in?

Gold Circle's 50.

You get a quarter cut and a T-shirt.

Diamond Circle, you get half the take,

your name in the program.

Fucking program?

Hey, you give me a hundred thousand dollars

to stake the play, I'll print the program.

You know, as much as I would love

to have one of your imaginary T-shirts and programs,

I don't invest in cons.

I've been playing this game since I was a boy.

My Aunt Georgia taught me.

She used to say poker was for boys.

Bridge...

That's for grownups.

3 of diamonds.

Oh. You're good.

You got that it's a number card in red,

but you're not great.

It's the 6 of hearts.

Sorry you came all this way, Vince, for nothing.

Try the cherry pie.

- Marius, wait. Wait. - Eddie... Eddie...

Just give him a second. Won't you just listen?

- Let me go talk to him. - Go.

Marius.

Come on, Marius.

Jim Brown was number 32 in Cleveland

and 44 at Syracuse.

Syracuse and Cleveland it was.

You know he was also a great lacrosse player?

Maybe you pushed Vince too hard back there?

He's gonna call before we get in the cab.

- Okay. - Come on, man.

- Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait.

Yeah.

Okay.

He's in for a hundred.

False alarm, buddy.

Hey.

Psst.

- Hey. - Motherfucker!

God damn it.

You okay?

Yeah. Just a leg cramp.

You like what you see?

Yeah. Oh. Uh, no.

- Get out. - Uh...

Out.

Towel.

You don't get to see this anymore.

You got this place all to yourself?

Yeah. Vince makes a call, they open up.

His games go all night.

Sometimes I need a break

from all those assholes leering at me,

like you're doing right now.

Where's Eddie?

Running the big table.

Oh, he doesn't know he's a prisoner?

No.

Really?

Not yet.

Vince has a big player.

He's ahead, and Eddie's his favorite dealer.

Why do you want to know where Eddie is?

Are you thinking of grabbing him?

Vince has Richard on Eddie.

He doesn't let him out of his sight.

Why does Vince have his guys looking for me?

- You ran before. - Vince doesn't want to hurt me.

Well, he wants to know where you are.

Winslow, however, he wants to kill you.

Vince is not gonna let Winslow do anything.

Oh, yeah? You don't think

Winslow can come up with an excuse,

say that you went for a gun?

How are you gonna get a hundred thousand in a week?

I've pulled down more than that before.

Yeah, with a crew and a solid play.

You at least got a place to lay low, work the cash?

I got a place. I don't know how much cash I can get.

They have a safe, but...

as far as I know, it's collecting dust.

I'm surprised you didn't just run.

Oh, without Eddie?

Karolina, he's my brother.

You wanted to know where Eddie is. Now you know.

If you'll excuse me, I need to relax.

I also wanted to see you.

Really?

Did you ever stop to think

about what happened to Charlie could have happened to me?

Every second, everyday.

Did you talk to Marjorie?

Three fucking years I survived.

I'm not going to risk that.

You have ten seconds before I start yelling again.

- What country are you from? - Fuck you.

You could have said Poland.

Don't tell Vince I was here.

Well, not yet, but his people told me

he was looking for a good game,

and I run the best game in town, so...

Uh...

Ah. Don't worry about it.

That's all right. Next time.

No, no, no, no. There's always a place at my tables

for you, Mr. Mukherjee.

Hmm? Yeah.

He's not coming.

God damn it.

I almost had him

when I told him Affleck was playing, but...

he's such a starfucker.

So you're rested and rejuvenated?

Yes, I am.

Well...

All right.

I love hockey.

I love Amanda. I love supporting her dreams.

Yeah. And you love coffee.

Yes, I do. And I love you.

Have a good day.

I'll be home for dinner.

- Yeah? - All right.

- Who's picking me up? - I am.

Have a good practice.

All right. Hat trick day.

Ha ha. Go get 'em.

It's just me.

I said it's just me.

Why do I have the gun?

So Amanda's playing hockey now, huh?

You got to get up at the crack to get that...

She mentioned you the other day.

Said "Whatever happened to that guy

who was around before Brendon?"

Couldn't remember your name.

Maybe because she hasn't seen you in five years.

Well, you... You told me to leave.

That's how you remember it, huh?

I recall you, uh, dumped me

for someone younger and prettier.

Well, she wasn't prettier,

but she was better at accents.

And then there was her biggest selling point.

She didn't adopt a kid.

So five years gone. Wow.

In the joint?

Yeah.

I heard about Charlie.

Not the particulars.

Anyway, I'm sorry.

I don't have any money, Marius.

Oh, no, no, no, no. I'm not asking for money.

Then what are you asking for?

Uh, uh, I need you

to, uh, to backstop me with my parole officer.

I was supposed to check in a couple of days ago,

and by tomorrow he's going to be on fire.

No. I... I don't want to have anything to do

with your narrative. No.

You know, I don't want to have to tell Brendon

- you're running a con. - I'm not running a con.

Sure you are. Look at you, you know.

You're pretending to be some suburban housewife,

- uh, cooking casseroles... - Thank you.

And pot roasts and shit.