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Come on, guys!

Celtics, come on!

What's the score?

94 -91 Lakers. How much time left? The
Celtics just called timeout with four

seconds left, so they gotta go for the
three -pointer.

He missed it!

They pay them $10 million a year to
shoot basketballs. They can't hit the

broadside of a barn.

Well, that's a bad case of coffee
nerves.

He missed a bet a ton.

He was a fool to bet on a basketball
game.

You know, Dr. Hodiak's just a man who
loves his action.

Hodiak's a cardiologist. He performs at
least 20 life and death surgeries every

week. How much action does a man need?

But gambling's a different sort of
action. It really gets your blood

you know?

Well, it's a good thing he didn't get
any coffee on my sweater, or else he'd

really see blood flowing.

Come on, let's go.

Hey, Mark, can I know a few for a
minute?

Oh, Simon, please do. Anything to avoid
this paperwork.

What can I do for you?

Look, Mark, it's like this.

I'm a little short this month, and I was
wondering if maybe you could lend me a

few... Look, Mark, I know, I know, I
already owe you $1 ,000, but you just

wouldn't believe the luck I've been
having. Oh, yes, I would.

It's the only kind of luck you ever
have.

Simon, I can't understand why you don't
try to quit.

It's my hobby, Mark. It's my relaxation.

Pick up golf.

Oh, golf doesn't do it for me. Gambling
is not a hobby, Simon. It's an

addiction.

Look, you're right. I know what you're
saying is true. Unfortunately, I can't

quit right now. I'm way behind.

I've got to get even. So what's new?

The two times a gambler cannot quit are
when he's losing and when he's ahead.

I knew you'd understand.

Simon, I will not lend you money not for
this.

I've got to make some call.

Look, I have a friend who treats
gambling.

Why don't I give him a call, make an
appointment?

Sure, Mark.

If you really think he'll lend me some
money.

Hey, hey, hey, take it easy.

Just trying to get your undivided
attention, Doc.

Do I have it?

Yeah. Yeah, good.

So, uh, you admit that you owe me $60
,000?

Of course, Benny.

Hey, listen, you know I'm good for it.
Oh, all right.

What are you doing?

No, Benny, please.

Please, Benny, no.

Please, no.

I just need a little more time.

Well, that's good, Doc.

Because that's exactly what you're going
to get.

By this time tomorrow night, this will
all be settled one way or another.

Listen, Benny, don't worry.

Why would I worry?

Give me his shoes.

Take them.

Can you picture it with you in them?

It's all there.

Got the peak slip?

Great. Thanks, Doc.

Hey, sorry about last night.

Throwing the coffee.

Very bad form.

Well, I figured you dropped a ton on
that game. To say the least, but still.

Anyway, it's my own fault. Only a sucker
bets on another man's game.

If I just stick to poker, at least there
you're in control of your own destiny,

you know?

You play poker?

I used to play in a regular game, but
all the guys started getting married

and that was that. Why? You know the
game?

Actually, I play in one.

It's pretty steep, though.

$5 ,000 buy -in. $5 ,000?

Rich daddy, or did the scholarship
people just get carried away? I wish.

No, I got my stake appearing on this TV
show, Hot House, a while back.

So I decided to pay down my student
loans and keep a little extra for

Do you think there's any chance of me
getting in on the game?

Actually, I happen to know there's a
seat open tonight.

One of the guys is out of town.

If you're free, I'll make a call. That'd
be great.

Oh, one more thing.

Do you think you could give me a lift?

Yeah, sure thing.

What's the matter?

Forcing the shop?

Yeah. It's a hell of a car, as my
mechanic keeps telling me.

I'll see you later. Sounds good.

There you are, Claude.

I'm only going to win twice as much,
okay?

Hey, Alex!

How you doing?

Come on, the donation, the donation,
guys.

Hey, somebody deal, okay?

There are ticketing cars on the street
out there. Yeah, I just add it to my

collection.

Do you ever pay up, Larry? Oh, yeah,
about once a year when I run out of room

my glove compartment.

You're a lawyer.

You're supposed to set a good example.

He does.

To scarf laws everywhere.

Webster, Larry, Claude, Len, Marshall.

Oh,

yeah, we'll have you.

Claude, are you waiting for a sign from
God? Would you start shuffling and deal

already? Oh, no, no, not me. I've tried
cases in less time than that. All right,

guys, ante up. What are we playing?

Doesn't matter.

Seven cards, third one winner.

That's what we usually play.

Ante up, guys.

And...

Gentlemen, life doesn't get any better
than this. What about those two sisters

from Cleveland you told us about?

Oh, yes.

That's a long time ago when I was a big
Hollywood star.

It's going to be $400 ,000.

Now that I'm a has -been, I'm sure to
say this is as good as it gets.

And four more here, definitely.

Now let's see what we have.

How about 100?

Whoa. No longer a virgin already.

I see.

Now bump it two more.

300. Just happens to be my lucky number.

You know, I'm out. I'm out.

All right. 200.

201.

Hold.

I'm out of here.

You keep them out of sight.

Thanks. Okay.

I'll say this.

Two pair.

Jacks and fives.

Nice.

Whoa.

Hey, kid.

Where'd you find this ringer anyway,
huh? Doesn't know it's bad manners to

the first hand.

Don't worry, gentlemen, the way my
luck's been going lately, it's going to

last hand.

That's what we like to hear.

Is there anything that feels better than
a new deck of cards?

Yeah, those two sisters from Cleveland.

Guys, I have to confess, I've never had
hands like this in my life.

Nobody's ever had hands like that. You
know, I had three flushes, Alex, and I

didn't win with any of them.

That's nothing. I had two full bolts,
and I lost both times.

I feel terrible.

Why's that?

Not enough pockets?

Not at all. Sherman, we don't want Si to
think we're sore losers.

Gentlemen, I'm sure I'll give it all
right back to you next time.

It's been a pleasure.

Gentlemen, take care.

You can have a little loser.

Oh, yeah.

I swear if you'd been in Vegas, you'd
own your own hotel by now. Alex, I feel

bad winning money.

Don't worry about it. At least I only
lost $1 ,500.

How much you win from Claude?

$57 ,000.

Thank God I can afford it.

But that's not the point.

We all can afford it.

Do you really think the guy was
cheating, huh? A couple of times I

him on it, but it's not that I could
prove anything, so... Alex, you're my

friend. Besides, if you hadn't vouched
for me tonight, I wouldn't have gotten

into the game. But you won it fair and
square.

Alex, I won $70 ,000 tonight.

$70 ,000. Let me do one nice thing.

It still doesn't feel right, but...
Thanks, Cy.

Cy what?

Hodiak.

The name Regal Bell?

No, not really.

You're probably thinking of John Hodiak,
movie actor, black and white, 40s.

Do you happen to know what this guy does
for a living?

The kid said he's a doctor, a
cardiologist.

That's why I figured it'd be okay to see
him.

Well, wait a minute. We don't know for a
fact that he cheated.

And he's innocent until proven guilty.

Right, Larry?

Right.

Good luck.

Oh,

who are the Lakers playing tonight?

The Clippers.

Got any chances left?

Just one, but I promised I'd hold it for
Dr. Hody. Oh, Simon. I hope he'd quit.

Although I guess the Lakers by six over
the Clippers isn't that much of a

gamble. What, are you kidding me? Dr.
Hody, I could be nuts to quit.

His only problem is figuring out where
to spend his poker winning. What are you

talking about?

The man won $70 ,000 in a game of claws
last night. The restaurant?

They got a poker game?

Yeah. How do you know that?

I'm late for class.

5 .15? Just what class are you late for?

The class has started at 5.

The man's got $70 ,000. Looks like he
can pay me back all he owes me.

Am I being unreasonable?

No.

No wonder he's addicted.

What time do you expect Borochowski?

Well, you never know with Benny.
Sometimes early, sometimes late. But he

pops in between 6 and 7.

Gin and tonic.

In a match.

Oh, yeah, but you can't smoke in here.

You're kidding.

Don't I wish I'm a smoker, but law's the
law.

Screw it.

The Budinsky's will probably stamp out
booze in it.

Yeah, you got that right.

The way the Italians played the game,
they ought to play with meatballs, not

basketballs. That's for sure.

I bet you that big goomba makes a freak
out.

You're on. How much?

I feel lucky.

Five large.

You're covered.

Damn thing hit the back of the rim, the
front of the rim, the backboard. It

hit everything except the referee and
Gina Lola Brigida's caboose.

Double or nothing?

Sure.

Well, turned out to be my lucky night.

No hard feeling.

You can come, you can go.

Bartender.

That's for me and my friend.

Hey, thanks, buddy.

What are you doing out here, Doc?

Gonna catch a cold.

Can't smoke inside.

I didn't even know you smoked.

Yeah, well, I've been under a lot of
pressure.

Yeah, so I heard.

So you got what you owe me?

Right here.

I tell you, I gotta admit, you could
have knocked me over when I heard the

It's not every guy that can come up with
60 large overnight.

Yeah, well, I got lucky at poker.

Yeah, so shall we conclude our business
while the night's still young?

I don't...

I don't think you're going to want
anyone seeing you collecting this much

Why don't we go over here?

Yeah, you got a point.

Damn thing cost a thousand bucks.

Might as well use it as a paperweight.
You got a light? Yeah.

And, uh, now you have something for me.

Just what you've got coming.

You know, Benny, when you threaten to
kill someone, you seriously limit their

options.

Yep.

Take it this Boris Shevsky was a
regular?

Well, you couldn't set your watch by him
like you can with some guys, but

eventually he'd show up. But not
tonight.

No, I'd pretty much given up on him.

I wasn't the only one.

There was somebody waiting to see him,
but he finally took off.

You know this somebody?

Some doctor named Kodiak.

You have a first name?

No, but I heard him talk one time. I
think he was one of those heart doctors.

You have any idea why he was waiting for
Borgeski?

Oh, there's only two reasons anybody
ever wanted to see Benny. Pay off or

collect. So which one was it? Oh, I got
the impression the old Benny.

But then he wound up dropping a bundle
on some Italian basketball game.

That's when he took off.

Italian basketball game?

Oh, that's nothing. I've seen guys in
here bet on what color shoes the next

coming through the door would be
wearing.

That's sick.

Oh, yeah, especially when one of the
guys doing the betting has a pal

outside wearing black and white wigs.

Have a peanut.

Thank you.

I'm investigating the murder of a
bookie, Benny Boroshevsky. You know him?

Casually, but I didn't know he was dead.

I talked to a bartender last night that
said you were waiting for him.

I waited for a while, but he never
showed up.

Do you mind telling me where you went
after you left the bar?

We know you didn't go home.

What, you went by my place?

That's right.

Now, do you mind telling me where you
were all night?

I got home around 2.

Before that, I was just driving around.

To where?

Bakersfield? No, I drove straight up
Pacific Coast Highway.

Till two.

I parked for a while, looked at the
ocean. It's a pretty night.

Or at least it's pretty as the night can
be, considering I dropped 70 grand,

betting on some dumb yacht shooting free
throws. I know, Mark. I know.

I'm the dumb yacht.

Gentlemen, I have a triple bypass at
number three.

You lost $70 ,000.

That's why they call it gambling, Mark.

and that's why you were out driving
around all night? Some guys get drunk, I

in a lousy mood, I get behind the wheel,
and I just head north on PCH.

You admit you lost all the money you
owed Worshepski, so you killed him

he could kill you.

Makes for a pretty good motive. I should
have you in for a checkup. How long

have you been hallucinating?

You say you did know him, $60 ,000?

I didn't know Benny had dined. In fact,
I was there to collect. I took the jabs

over the Pacers.

Besides, if everybody who ever lost a
few bets killed his bookie, can you

imagine how many cops would be up on
murder charges?

Gentlemen, it has been fun, but I do
have a day job.

What are you testing?

Stimuli. I'm measuring whether Jack's
speed through the maze is increased or

decreased when the reward is food,
water, or electrical stimulation.

Electrical stimulation?

Sex.

Oh, any early returns in yet?

So far, there's no contest.

Electrical stimulation.

Well, I guess it doesn't make it much
different than people, does it?

Well, you know, he couldn't live without
food or water, but he takes those

things for granted.

He wastes it all on sex and cheap
thrills. You foolish little rodent.

Aren't you getting a little personal?

Yeah, Jack, I'm sorry if I hurt your
feelings.

Look, Mark, I'm a good player, all
right? And the way things are going, I

have the rest of my student loans paid
off before I graduate.

All it would take are a few losing
nights, and you might never graduate.

Look, would you not worry? I have
everything under control.

Yeah, you and Jack both.

I'm happy to talk to you about a dead
bookie, so long as certain parameters

respected.

I'm not interested in what this table is
used for, Mr. Sudan.

It could be seances, for all I care.

But a murder's taken place, and I need
to know if there's a connection between

your game and my murder.

What possible connection could there be?

I don't know, Mr.

Boraszewski, I can assure you. He never
played at this table.

And I am fairly certain he never dined
in my restaurant.

I need to know what happened at the game
the other night.

A few people won, a few people lost.

Nothing unusual.

Isn't it unusual for a stranger to sit
in?

There's often a seat open.

One or two of our regulars is often out
of town or otherwise unavailable.

Who vouched for Dr. Hodiak?

Alex Martin, I regret to say.

The doctor, as they say, cleaned my
clock.

$57 ,000.

Oh, my.

That's a lot of escargot.

Did Dr.

Hodiak mention that he was using his
winnings to pay off a bookie? No.

But that would help explain.

Explain what?

There was a feeling, a consensus
afterwards, that Hodiak's play wasn't

kosher. You think he cheated?

Yes, it is possible.

I'm just curious, but was it only the
losers who thought he was cheating?

No, Lieutenant, but it was the losers
who cared the most.

Well, thank you for your cooperation.

If you should ever feel like sitting in.

If any cops come around claiming they
can afford to play in your game, I want

hear about it. I understand.

Which reminds me, the kid, Alex Martin?

Yes. He's too young and he's too poor.

Understood. Besides, a few of the
players thought that Alex might have

cahoots with Dr. Hodyak. Tell them
they're mistaken.

The kid's in cahoots with me.

Borshevsky was stabbed once in the chest
and his throat was slashed. Death would

have been almost instantaneous.

Bartender said a bar knife was missing.

Weighed about three inches long,
extremely sharp.

That would be consistent with both of
his wounds.

Rod.

What?

Matches from the bullseye and a lighter.

Well, maybe his lighter stopped working
and he picked up a book of matches.

Only two matches are missing. And
Borshevsky never entered the bar.

He could have picked it up any time.

Yeah, he could have.

I bet you only find Barshevsky's prints.

Cop's instinct against a woman's
intuition for five bucks?

You're on.

I'm looking for Dr. Hodiak. He'll be
here in a minute.

Who are you?

Lieutenant Steve Sloan, LAPD.

Who are you? Lawrence Kendall.

I'm Dr. Hodiak's attorney.

I've heard you've been asking some
questions about my client. Now I'd like

talk to him.

Regarding the murder of Benny
Boroshevsky.

Let me make sure I've got this straight.

You're accusing one of L .A.'s top
cardiologists of murdering some cheap

bookmaker.

I guess this is another one of those
cases where you've got a mountain of

evidence against my client.

Is it too early to plea bargain?

Now, I'm not accusing the holy yak, but
we did find his prints in a book of

matches in the victim's pocket.

A matchbook the victim might have had
sitting in his pocket for six months.

That's it?

What's going on?

The lieutenant suspects you of murder.

As your attorney, I'm advising you to
say nothing.

My attorney? To say nothing at all.

Besides the matchbook, counselor, you're
a... Client owed Borshevsky a lot of

money that he couldn't come up with.

That's evidence and motive.

No doubt you have signed IOUs.

No?

Well, it seems what we have here is an
honest difference of opinion.

You seem to think you have a case
against my client, and I think you've

tons of wishful thinking.

Find his fingerprints on the murder
weapon and we'll talk.

Hell.

Find the murder weapon and we'll talk.

You want to tell me what's going on?

Claude told me you were going to need a
lawyer.

He thinks he was right.

Unless you're the best dressed public
defender I've ever seen, I'm afraid I

can't afford you. You make good money.
And now that you're no longer in debt to

Boroshevsky, well, I hope you won't
report me for ambulance chasing.

But I figure you're good for it.

Have we ever met before the other night?

No, I don't think so.

Then I'm afraid I don't get it.

I have a soft spot for gamblers.

Let's just say I know the kinds of
trouble they can get into.

Just the man I wanted to see.

I gotta do my rounds. What's up? That
money I lent you. I need it back.

You spent all your winnings already?

Fifteen hundred, Alex. I need it.

I don't have it.

You don't have it?

I lost a thousand betting on the Knicks
and giving the points.

You blew a grand betting on the Knicks?

Look who's talking. You blew seventy
grand.

I'll take whatever you have.

Thanks, man. I'll pay you back. I
promise.

You know, I'm a little surprised you
managed to get a search warrant.

Some judges won't give you one come hell
or high water.

Fortunately, others, like Judge Wilkie,
are more reasonable.

Do you think you would have hung on to
that knife?

If you're a very smart doctor, you'd
have to be a very stupid crook, but it's

been known to happen. You can't be both.
That's why it pays to specialize.

Open up, Hodiak. We've got a warrant.

Suicide? Sure, let's say away.

Powder burns.

Yeah.

According to criminologists, Hodiak had
$500 and 10 lottery tickets in his

wallet. 10 lottery tickets? Let me see
that.

These were tomorrow night's drawing.

And? I don't think Hodiak killed
himself.

Mark, there were traces of gunpowder on
his hand.

He was a compulsive gambler.

Compulsive gamblers are always sure
their luck is going to change. But I

think that Hodiak would have pulled that
trigger with these ten chances in his

pocket, not to mention $500.

Psychologically speaking, you might be
right, but that's not going to make that

gunpowder disappear even with your
theory.

I think I can explain the powder
residue.

Dr. Hodiak's next -door neighbor, Mrs.
Schuster, said she heard what she

was a car backfire.

Twice. Twice? She heard two shots?

He missed the first time?

The first bullet killed him.

Then all our murderer had to do was
place Hodiak's hand on a gun and fire a

second shot out the window.

It's a shame.

Suicides are such easy murders to solve.

I don't know if he stabbed my boss or
not. I suppose anyone might have done

I didn't know beans about the guy's
personal life, aside from the fact that

couldn't pick a winner in a one -horse
race.

Where were you last night?

Think I did it?

That's a laugh.

Humor me.

Well, I was at home watching TV with the
wife and kids.

At eight, we would have been watching
Med Squad. Oh, we never miss it.

Do you alibi as your wife and kids?

Yeah. Sorry, it wasn't Saturday night.
Saturday night, I was watching TV with

President Clinton, Colin Powell, and
Billy Graham.

You're a funny man.

But I've seen some of the guys you
worked over and the employee of Benny

Boroshevsky. Not so funny. Like I said,
I have a family.

They've got to eat. And besides, what
was my motive for killing Hodiak? I

he killed your boss.

You think I'd risk my neck revenging
Benny?

Stop it.

You're killing me.

Benny was a cheap, no -good jerk. His
death did not trouble me in the least.

fact, you might say that it was a
definite career enhancement.

What about all the money he owed Hodiak?

He owed it to Benny, not to me.

Hell, if somebody hadn't plugged him,
I'd have bought Hodiak a drink.

Now, I wouldn't have handled the
deadbeat's action, but I definitely

bought the guy a drink.

Now, if you'll excuse me, you're in my
way.

Hey, guys.

What are you doing here?

Isn't there a game tonight?

There's a game, but you're not playing.

Why not?

Because of Hodiak?

Let's just say that before you showed
up, This was a nice, friendly game, and

suddenly we erupt to our necks and
called cheats and cops.

Are you calling me a cheater?

Don't you have a test to study for?

You know, I bet if I were a loser, you
guys wouldn't be so anxious to get rid

me, would you? Just go.

Look, you're not the boss here. No, I'm
the boss here, and I'm telling you to

leave, kid. Look, this isn't right. I
haven't cheated anyone, and I'm not a

Then stop behaving like one.

Get your hands off me. Out!

Maybe he wants to sue.

I saw it all, Alex. Go to hell.

You guys never did want me in your game
anyways, did you?

You know, Larry, every kid in the world
is not Charlie.

Look, I really think you're making too
much out of all this. Well, if we're

talking about your wound, you're
probably right.

That's not what we're talking about, is
it? I like to gamble, Mark. So what?

So what?

Look, you'll be glad to know that I got
kicked out of that game.

That's good.

But we both know there's a lot of other
gamers out there, don't we?

Didn't you learn anything from Dr.
Hodiak?

Man could have had a brilliant career,
could have had a wonderful life, and

instead... I know what you're saying,
but I'm not Hodiak. The guy was a loser.

Well... He was murdered, Alex.

And I think it had something to do with
that poker game.

That's crazy.

Steve says those guys think he was
cheating. And a lot of them lost a lot

money. But that's a pretty good motive.

Believe me, those guys can afford to
lose a lot of money. They're not

Maybe there was a history.

No way. Nobody in that game even knew
Hodiak.

Even that lawyer, Kendall, you're saying
that he and Hodiak were total

strangers? That's right.

How'd you get in back there, anyway?

Dr. Ioka and obstetrics used to sit in.
He put in a good word for me.

Well, I need him to put in a good word
for me.

3 ,800, 4 ,900, 5 ,000.

Right there.

You know, I've always said, if you want
to really get to know a man, play a game

of poker with him.

I can't believe you got Captain Lemery
to go along with this.

He's a reasonable man.

I'll take your word for it.

You sure you know how to play poker?

Well, it's not exactly nuclear science.

Three of a kind beats two pair.

Flush beats three of a kind. And the
straight beats the flush.

Flush beats the straight?

What? Is that something new?

I'm kidding.

Dr. Mark Sloan. Hi, I'm Claude Serdant.

He's the guy I was telling you about. He
works with Dr. Ayoka.

Yeah. All right.

Welcome. So, so, man.

Len, Marshall, Larry Kendall.

Marshall. What? Sit down, Doc. Park it
right there.

How you doing?

Good.

Didn't you used to be somebody?

Sorry to come out like I meant it to.
No, no, it's all right.

Okay, Doc, I understand. Actually, I'm
thinking about writing my autobiography

and calling it, Weren't you, what's his
name?

Lieutenant Flynn on Jerry Oates. Very
good.

Okay, who's that?

Miguelito on Green Chaparral, right?

You're older than you look, Doc.

I don't know how that's possible.

So you're just in time to deal.

Oh, good.

But I haven't done this in a long time.

I guess you'll like riding a bicycle,
though, isn't it? Oh, boy. Looks like

bicycle needs training.

It's dealer's choice, Dr. Sloan.

Okay, in that case, gentlemen, how about
seven stud, one winner?

Yeah.

Good game.

Okay, heavy up, gentlemen.

Heavy up.

Dr. Sloan.

Mm -hmm.

Would you happen to be the Dr. Sloan who
solves murders?

Well, let's say I'm the Dr. Sloan who
helps solve the murders. Actually, the

real solution to the family is my son,
Steve.

He's a lieutenant with the LAPD.

Well, Larry, if you're getting good with
Dr. Sloan, maybe he'll have his son fix

your packing tickets.

You know, speaking of my son, he said a
curious thing.

Is it true that no one had ever met Dr.
Hodiak before that game the other night?

Nobody, except for Alex.

Why do you ask?

You bet.

Oh. Oh, well, it set us to wondering why
you would volunteer to be his attorney.

Why? I've known a lot of compulsive
gamblers in my life.

I know what the addiction can lead to.

It's invariably tragic.

So you just felt sorry for Dr. Odie
there.

Surprised that an attorney can feel
compassion?

Surprised, Larry, frankly, we're
flabbergasted.

You know, if the word gets around, they
may take your shingle away.

Fine. I hope that satisfies your
curiosity, as well as your son's.

No offense, Doc, but I'm sure glad my
son's not a cop.

Why is that?

Well, there must be ten million laws by
this time. I figure every time I turn

around, I'll be breaking half a dozen.

Well, unfortunately, my son gives me a
lot of slack.

What does your son do?

Well, actually, I have two.

The older one doesn't do anything. The
younger one is his assistant.

Claude is the one who's got it made, eh,
Claude? Yeah, just the one child.

Her daughter, Veronica, she's the chef
here at Chef Cardon. Oh, really?

For what it cost me to get her to Le
Cordon Bleu, I have to get something

on my investment.

Actually, she's a wonderful chef and a
wonderful daughter.

You have any children, Kendall?

No, I don't.

Could we concentrate on the game,
gentlemen?

Sure.

I'm not here to hurt anybody, so I'll
just bet

a thousand dollars.

He definitely could have made that
flash.

Yes, he could.

Whereas I could have trip fives or two
pair.

Okay, it's getting late.

I'll tell you what I'll do. I'm going to
see you and I will raise you

$2 ,900.

Oh, this is like taking candy from a
baby.

I'm afraid you picked a rotten time to
bluff, Dr. Sloan.

It's high flush.

Larry, I'm afraid Dr. Sloan has a full
house.

Man, was that well hidden.

I never bluff.

I'll have to remember that.

Getting a jump on your Christmas
shopping?

Oh, thanks, yeah.

After I turned in my seed money to the
captain, I had all these poker winnings

burning a hole in my pocket, so... A
place where the children's were.

Find out anything?

I did a little digging, as you
suggested, and you were right.

I knew it. I knew that look between
Kendall and Claude had some kind of

I had a talk with Kendall's ex -wife,
but I think you're going to want to talk

to her yourself.

Talk to myself?

You all right? Yeah.

Nothing breakable in there.

Give me my metatarsal. The

other

night you said you didn't have any
children.

I don't.

That young man in all those pictures is
your spitting image.

Charlie.

Your son.

I said I have no children.

Charlie is dead.

He killed himself.

He was a wonderful kid.

But he had a gambling problem.

One night, he got in way over his head.

Came to me to bail him out.

He told me he'd been cheated.

And I told him, that's what every
compulsive gambler says.

Just like every felon claims to be
innocent.

And at the very least, I expected some
originality from my own son.

And that same night he went home and
shot himself.

This man your son said cheated him.

His name was Hodiak, wasn't it?

I didn't believe him.

Why would I?

Until you discovered that the man who
drove your son to suicide was really a

cheat.

High stakes poker is a very small world.

Eventually, I suppose we were bound to
run into each other.

I'm very sorry. I know how you must
feel.

Really?

I have a son.

Dr. Sloan, unless you lose him, you
can't have any idea.

Now leave me alone.

I'm convinced Kendall did it okay. The
question is...

How do we prove it?

Well, I think a starting point would be
to find out how a distinguished lawyer

came to have a gun with no serial number
on it. Like anyone else, through a

connection. Well, it'd have to be
somebody he knew he could trust to keep

mouth shut.

I can think of one possibility.

Well, maybe a gun dealer who
successfully defended in court.

That's what I was going to say. Well, I
know that.

I hate when you do that.

Amen.

I'm sorry. I need to go somewhere.

Jensen!

Well,

if you're lucky, punk.

Do I look lucky?

On your face.

That was a terrible Eastwood.

Yeah, it was supposed to be Steve
McQueen.

It sounded just like Don Knotts.

Get up.

Hey, you're Brad Barney's wife. I
couldn't care less what kind of deal

offering.

Jensen, a gun supplied by you was used
in the commission of a murder. What gun?

What murder? Who says I had anything to
do with it?

Oh, I guess you must have my name on a
bill of sale.

Well, you're going away for a long time.

Look, why are you hassling me?

Why don't you go after the gun
manufacturers?

I mean, everyone knows it's all their
fault. Jensen, with your record, the

prosecuting attorney can phone this in
and get you five to ten.

I'm not worried.

The victim was a noted cardiologist.

How do you think the jury's going to
feel about the man who helped kill him?

I'm strictly a small businessman.

I don't shoot doctors, and I sure as
hell don't rat out my friends.

So you expect me to believe Lawrence
Kendall was a friend of yours?

Go suck an egg.

You realize Jensen's in there
implicating you right now?

I don't think so.

You know, if a man like Hodiak had
driven my son to suicide, I really don't

what I'd do.

Maybe what you did.

I'm not looking for your sympathy or
your understanding.

I told you once before, until you lose
your son, you can't know what it feels

like.

Take my word for it, Sloan.

You don't want to know.

You really think a felon like Jensen is
going to risk a tougher sentence for

your sake?

Well, I think I'd be out there trying to
cut a deal with the DA right now if I

were you.

Thanks for the free legal advice, Doc.

But I think I'll take my chances.

You know, you never know how another
man's going to react when they turn the

screws on him.

Got a feeling they're turning them on
pretty good in there right now.

If your son had anything on me, I'd be
in cuffs right now.

Good night.

Stop that man.

He's under arrest.

You ungrateful wretch.

You'd have done six months at most.

All you did was sell me the gun, you
miserable ingrate.

Your plan worked like a charm.

What plan?

Oh, you were only being arrested for
outstanding traffic warrants.

Sometimes I do bluff.

I'm Mark Sloan.

I'm Margaret Hodiak. They called to have
me come and clear out Si's effects.

Who's his wife?

His widow.

Of course.

I didn't realize Si was married.

That's you and Si both.

We were separated.

He's gambling.

Can I help?

I'm all done.

Well, anything I can do.

Thank you, but I'm leaving tomorrow on a
cruise. My first.

Oh? Where are you going? Acapulco?

Around the world.

Really? Isn't it wonderful?

That sounds great.

And to think it's all thanks to Cy, the
man I used to call the world's worst

provider.

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Lottery ticket.

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