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[♪♪♪]

[SIRENS WAILING]

[♪♪♪]

MAN [OVER RADIO]: Ludlow Niner,

investigate reported prowler,

call-in, street vicinity Fisher's sandwich shop.

Out.

[♪♪♪]

[SIREN WAILING]

All right, police. Hold it.

All right, hands behind your neck

and lock your fingers.

Lock your fingers!

Okay. It's okay.

[PANTING]

Shh.

I don't think it's as bad as it looks.

Let's stop by the hospital,

have 'em take a look a it.

Yeah.

Terry. They ought to take a look at you too.

Why?

It only...

hurts when I breathe.

All right, please listen to me, sir.

You have the right to remain silent.

And I'm gonna use it too, baby.

You have the right to remain silent.

Anything you say can and will be used against you.

You have the right to an attorney.

If you cannot afford one, one will be appointed.

[♪♪♪]

[TYPEWRITER CLACKING]

Nurse? Excuse me.

Could we get someone

to take a look at this man, please?

Well, what did you do to him?

We didn't do anything to him. He fell.

Yes, uh, ask Dr. Nagel

to come down to Emergency Admitting, please.

Thank you.

Is what they said true?

Did you fall?

Listen, you can tell me. I'll try to help you.

Uh, nurse, uh--

Nurse...Davis--

If it'll make you happier,

Officer Gillis and I will confess

that we beat this gentleman with lead truncheons,

and then with a back-up unit ran over him three times--

Four. Uh, four times.

And assuming this makes you happier,

could you please get this man

some medical attention?

Hey, then.

How about using the john?

Uh, just, uh, wait a minute.

Oh, man.

You mean, you aren't even gonna let the man--

All right, all right. Uh, Willie,

why don't you take him over and check it out?

We don't want Nurse Davis to get the wrong impression.

Come on.

Come on.

Okay. You get two minutes by my watch...

which runs fast.

You're a prince.

An absolute prince.

[SIGHS]

It happened at a--

In an alley, 400 North Forrester.

Time?

About...2:35 a.m.

All right.

That's all we need.

Any idea how long this is gonna take?

Fifteen minutes I'd say.

The cut didn't look very deep.

Well, as long as we've got that much time, uh...

could you start on another form, please?

Who for?

Uh, me.

I'd like to get some ribs here on my right side x-rayed.

Our friend there threw a garbage can at me.

Really?

Yes, really. And yes, really.

He did hurt himself trying to go over a fence

while we were chasing him. And yes, really--

Why do you assume that because I'm wearing a blue uniform

I try to hurt people?

The name is Terry Webster.

The occupation happens to be police officer,

and, yes, really...

could we start on the-- On the form, please?

[TYPEWRITER CLACKING]

Okay, your time's--

[♪♪♪]

Terry!

RYKER: Description of the suspect

is as follows:

Male Caucasian, late 20s,

6 feet, about 165 pounds.

Wearing a brown jacket and gray trousers

when he pulled his Houdini.

Lieutenant... we still don't know

how he pulled the grate away from the wall.

I do.

You left him a tool to pry it away with.

That's how he did it.

You left him a tool, and you left him alone.

It was my fault, lieutenant. I told Willie to let him go in.

Officer Gillis should've refused.

Why did you tell him to let that man go in there?

There was this nurse who thought we were being too hard on him.

I guess I just...overreacted.

And you were trying to impress her, right?

No, not the way you mean.

I just didn't want her to think

that we were being heavies, that's all.

Well, you succeeded

beyond your wildest expectations, Officer Webster.

We allowed that man privacy,

and we allowed him to escape.

She must think we're real nice guys now.

Ah, look, lieutenant, don't you think

you're coming down a little hard,

when it's just a case of malicious mischief?

If that's all there was to it, yes.

But it was followed by an assault on an officer,

then the escape, at which point it became a felony.

I think there's a lot more to it than that.

This thing last night wasn't the only incident reported.

I think we're dealing with a protection racket.

The problem is we've had no formal complaints.

And without that all we can do is wait

until someone gets mad enough to ask us in.

Any questions?

Do you think there's any connection

with the assault on that store owner on 4th street last week?

Very probably.

The victim couldn't or wouldn't identify his assailants.

It was the same m.o. as last night though.

Anything else?

Dismissed.

Uh, Webster?

Gillis? Um...

Fisher's place is in your old neighborhood, right?

Yes, sir. I hear he has great sandwiches.

I don't know.

I haven't been there in a while.

Well, I'd like to find out. I missed lunch.

Come on. I'm buying.

[♪♪♪]

[BOTH LAUGH]

More coffee, lieutenant?

No, thanks.

I'm sure glad you fellas dropped by.

I haven't seen Terry since

he became a police officer.

How come you don't come around anymore?

Oh, just been busy, Mr. Fisher.

I used to give this rascal free sodas.

Now he doesn't wanna visit

his old friends anymore.

Hm.

You didn't give me free anything.

I had to take the trash out for those sodas.

[CHUCKLES]

Well, it built your moral fiber.

It also got your trash taken out.

[LAUGHS]

Ah, Mr. Fisher, we're not here for a totally social visit.

We'd like to talk to you about your window last night.

Well, I--

I told the detectives everything I could.

Did you?

GILLIS: Mr. Fisher.

Sir, we've increased patrols in the neighborhood,

but we need some help.

Some concrete information.

I'm sorry, uh--

I don't know anything.

Now, if you'll excuse me,

I have to get back to the counter.

[♪♪♪]

I'll buy the sandwiches, I don't buy his story.

[DOOR OPENS]

Yeah. Hi, babe.

Hi there. Hey.

Well, I see you got your men.

Best tradition of the department.

Yeah, well, I'm afraid I've only got one of 'em.

One of 'em's gonna bail himself out.

Who's not staying?

I'm not staying.

I appreciate the invitation, Jill, but I--

Well-- I--

[DOOR OPENS]

Hello.

Ooh.

JILL: Um, Mike, this is Susan Davis.

She works with me at the hospital.

Hi, Susan.

Ah. And this is-- That's okay.

They've already met.

Um...S-Susan was the nurse on duty the night--

Um, well, how do you say it?

What, how, what--?

The nurse on duty-- Duty when--

The guy--

Oh, when the guy-- Oh, yeah, okay.

Yeah, I guess that's

how you say it, I guess, huh?

[♪♪♪]

[CLANG]

J.J., watch where you're going.

Open it.

Flip on that light switch.

All right, come on, man, we got work to do.

[GLASS BREAKING]

[SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY]

You don't do anything halfway, do you?

Guess I'm doing a good job,

just doing it.

Ooh!

[GLASS BREAKING]

Hey, hold it, hold it, hold it.

That's mine.

What are you doing, man?

I always wanted a color set. This has got easy tuning.

[♪♪♪]

This is Ludlow Nine requesting a Code 7

at 400 North Forrester.

[INDISTINCT RADIO CHATTER]

Hey, it was just some TV sets.

Nobody got hurt at least.

Not physically.

Guy's insured, isn't he?

Willie, a...two-bit crime is like paying taxes...

only in reverse.

The poor always pay a higher percentage

than the rich do.

You take a hundred grand from a millionaire

it...might hurt...

but it's 10 percent.

These guys take 25 bucks from a guy

who maybe clears a hundred a week.

And the guys they're taking from...

just clam up...

and keep paying.

Because they don't believe we can do anything to help, right?

And maybe they know what they're talking about.

MAN [OVER RADIO]: Ludlow Niner,

okay, your Code 7 request.

Roger. Ludlow Nine out.

Shall we eat?

All four of us.

Uh, just a cup of coffee. But that's all.

I, uh...like to watch my calories.

Everybody in the whole world is on a diet.

Whatever became of good honest fat?

[GIGGLES]

How about you, Cal?

You're young enough to take on a few calories.

Just coffee, Mr. Fisher.

Well, all right.

You probably have to hurry back to class.

Oh-ho. No, Mr. Fisher.

Not my little brother.

He's decided very cleverly not to finish out the year.

Let's not start that now, okay, Susan?

I, uh, guess that will be all, Mr. Fisher.

Thank you.

Yeah.

Play an instrument, Cal?

No, why?

Well, that case.

I...

thought it was a clarinet or a piccolo.

[GIGGLES]

Hey, Terry, uh, guess again.

The man's got his own pool cue.

[GASPS]

Cal, are-- Are you, uh--

Are you any good?

I have my moments I guess.

That means he's good.

When you're complimented, Cal, you say thank you.

[SIGHS]

Well, that depends on who's doing the complimenting,

I'd say. SUSAN: Cal.

Look, I don't want no coffee.

I'll see you back at the place.

[CLEARS THROAT]

[SIGHS]

I'm afraid I have to apologize for Cal.

I think some of my attitude rubbed off on him.

Is that still your attitude?

[CHATTER]

Wow. Hey, listen, I really am not wild

about the police and some of the things they do.

And that's a fact.

Yeah, I dig it.

Maybe that's one of the reasons why I joined up.

Pick up over here.

I'll get it.

Oh, how much do we owe you, Mr. Fisher?

Ah, that'll be $2 even.

Okay.

Mm-hm. Thank you.

Thank you.

[♪♪♪]

Hey, police. Hold it!

[♪♪♪]

So you think this kid Cal could lead us to something?

It sure looked that way, lieutenant.

Get him in here, let's have a talk with him.

There is nothing definite, except that, uh,

Willie saw them both together.

I think it needs more checking into.

What did you have in mind?

I have no specific idea except that--

Why don't you let someone else handle it?

For what reason?

I just don't want Susan to think that I'm using her.

I like her.

Not well enough apparently

to try to help her brother.

If he's guilty, she's not gonna think

that I'm trying to help him very much.

If he's guilty.

You may just find out that he's innocent.

Gillis, don't tell me you're on my side.

Neutral observer, lieutenant.

There's no such animal, Gillis.

Not in a squeeze like this.

The assignment is yours, Webster.

Dismissed.

[PHONE RINGS]

[♪♪♪]

[BALLS CLACKING]

Well...there goes the eight ball, J.J.

Yeah, you're something else.

You had me going there for a second though.

Yeah, I almost got you, didn't I?

Yeah, you sure did.

Maybe next time, huh, J.J.?

Cal.

Talk to you a minute?

CAL: What about?

You got into a blue Charger

after you left Mr. Fisher's yesterday.

We were wondering who was driving.

Who, Dude?

[♪♪♪]

This Dude got a last name?

CAL: Just Dude, man.

Anything else I can do for you?

This is where you, uh, hang out, huh?

No, I don't hang out here, man.

This is how I make my bread.

Only you and Mr. Gillis here

are standing around in those uniforms killing my action.

This is how you're gonna make a living?

Can you dig it?

Not bad.

[CHUCKLES]

But, uh...

I don't think you're good enough, Cal.

CAL: Well, suppose you tell me

how you know

what's good enough and what ain't good enough, huh?

Well, it's, uh...

your ball, Willie, and, uh,

I don't know what you're gonna do with it but, uh--

Don't lateral it, because this is one game that I don't--

Hm.

Well...

you haven't answered my question.

What makes you such an expert, Willie?

Well, we had some tables

set up in the student union

where I went to university.

Student... BOTH:

...union?

[LAUGHS]

[CROWD LAUGHING]

All right.

All right, student university.

Tell us all about what happened

at the student university, Willie.

[CROWD LAUGHING]

Okay. I'll tell you what happened.

Whoo-woo. Hold it.

Let's see now.

This is, uh...

4 and a half by 9...

[KNOCKS]

...slate table.

Fifteen balls.

I figure it's the same game

I played when I was in school.

Now, are you all mouth,

or can you shoot some pool too?

How about a little nine ball for 5 dollars?

Well, I'd be happy to.

But, uh...

see that sign over there, Cal?

It says "no gambling."

Chicken.

[CROWD LAUGHING]

MAN: Come on. Put your money

where your mouth is, pig.

[CROWD LAUGHING]

[♪♪♪]

[CLEARS THROAT]

[SIGHS]

Okay.

Straight pool.

Hundred and fifty points.

Call it.

Heads.

You got it.

[♪♪♪]

Twelve.

[SIGHS]

Two.

Eleven.

When do you shoot?

When he misses.

If he misses.

When he misses, huh?

[BALLS CLACKING]

I could be here all day.

[KNOCK ON DOOR]

Yeah?

I don't need any more of those, Danko.

I got enough of my own.

This is what the lab turned up

on that paint can, lieutenant.

Prints traced to a David Miller, a.k.a. Dude.

Record goes back about five years.

All petty stuff, but all involving muscle.

Well, it looks like Dude here might fit

into a protection racket just fine.

The question is, who's paying him?

We got enough additional men on the streets.

Shouldn't take us too long to find out.

To our satisfaction, yes.

But to find out with enough evidence

to take him into court, that's gonna be hard.

You think so?

I know so, Danko. These guys are pros.

They're not gonna make any mistakes.

We can't afford to make any either.

It's not a game we're playing.

[POOL BALLS CLACKING]

Nine.

Ten.

Two.

One.

That's my partner, Willie Gillis.

[BALLS CLACKING]

[CROWD CHATTERING, GASPING]

[BALLS CLACKING]

[BALLS RACKED UP]

CROWD: Oh.

MAN: Hundred and forty-three for Cal,

147 for Gillis.

[CROWD GASPS]

MAN: Game's over.

[CROWD CHATTERING]

[SIGHS]

You're good, Cal.

But any time you think that you have found easy money...

tread lightly, brother.

[♪♪♪]

J.J.: Hey, champ,

you forgot your jacket.

WOMAN: Hey, somebody put some money

in the jukebox, okay?

You're good.

[FUNKY MUSIC PLAYING ON JUKEBOX]

Just hope that what happened is good for Cal.

Terry, he had to be taken down a peg or two.

Or he'd hang around here for the rest of his life...

nickel-and-diming.

Maybe. Maybe.

But even that is an identity.

I just hope that we didn't take away

the thing that he counts on.

The thing that he answers to...

inside.

His thing.

'Cause he'd go looking for another answer...

and it could be worse.

Maybe he's already found that answer.

Looks just like the paint

they cleaned off of Fisher's window.

WEBSTER: We suspect that Cal

might be involved

with a protection racket that's been rousting small businesses

in the neighborhood.

[SIGHS]

Comes the dawn.

Uh-- That's why you've been seeing me.

Just to gather evidence against Cal.

No. Not so.

[SIGHS] I don't know

what to think anymore.

WEBSTER: All right.

Don't trust me if you don't want to.

Don't trust any cop.

But hear me when I tell you that...

your kid brother could be heading for trouble.

[♪♪♪]

Now, if you believe that,

and you don't want our help...

get someone else's.

A friend, a social worker...

a psychiatrist, anybody's.

But don't let it go on, Susan.

'Cause the games that they've got him playing now,

could get a lot rougher.

A lot rougher.

Give me time to think.

Please.

WEBSTER: All right.

I'll call you tonight, hm?

No, I can't make it tonight.

Some kind of concert.

They're pulling a lot of the guys in from street duty

to funnel the people in and out.

I'll call you tomorrow though, hm?

Fair enough.

SUSAN: Listen.

I'll talk to Cal when he gets home.

[DOOR OPENS] WEBSTER: Yes.

[♪♪♪]

[FOOTSTEPS]

[KNOCKS ON DOOR]

Yep?

[BALLS CLACKING]

Oh. What can I do for you, Cal?

[SIGHS]

Uh, Mr. Crater, I'm tired of hustling pool

for next to nothing.

And I was just wondering if...

[SIGHS]

Yeah, I, uh-- I know what you mean, Cal.

It's gonna be difficult for me to set up matches for you

when people find out about you being taken by that cop.

But, uh...

is there anything else you can do, Cal?

Look, I can do anything you want me to do, Mr. Crater.

I've already been helping Dude out sometimes.

Have you?

Well...

Well, I like a man who's trying

to get a little more out of life.

Here.

Go to these addresses.

Just, uh... tell them you're collecting.

They'll understand.

[♪♪♪]

Something wrong?

Heh.

Can't you read my handwriting?

No, I-I can read it fine, Mr. Crater.

Just fine.

Hm.

Now you come back and see us again, you hear?

Yeah. Any time.

[♪♪♪]

Well, young man, what can I get for you today?

Uh, I'm-- I'm not sure.

Well, I've got a menu longer than your right arm,

so if you don't see what you want,

you just pick up that menu--

Mr. Fisher.

I came to collect the envelope.

What did you say?

The envelope.

I came to collect it.

[SIGHS]

Now they're sending babies to collect from old men.

Well, let me tell you something.

I don't have that much money to pay...

nor that many years to be afraid of.

Mr. Fisher...

the people I work for,

they're not playing games.

Oh, yes, they are.

Let me tell you how it works.

First, they throw paint on my window.

Then I have to pay $23 to have it cleaned off.

And now they want me to pay 25 a week to them.

Well, I just don't have it, young man.

Squeeze me, you get turnip juice, no blood.

Mr. Fisher, there's gonna be a lot of blood

if they don't get their money.

I mean...

if it was up to me, I'd try to help you out.

I don't agree with what they're doing, but--.

Yes, I can tell you don't agree with them.

That's why you're here, isn't it?

[♪♪♪

Get out.

I don't wanna look at you.

CRATER: There's one missing, Cal.

Or did I lose count?

Ah, yeah.

Um...

well, Mr. Fisher, he couldn't pay.

Couldn't?

Couldn't?

That's a strange word, Cal, couldn't.

I don't, uh...

recollect hearing about any bank holiday,

and the dollar's still fairly sound.

You sure you don't mean won't pay?

Look, Mr. Crater...

when I asked him, he just--

You don't ask. You tell.

But he's an old man.

He won't be for very much longer.

[CHUCKLES]

You know, you're-- You're right, Cal.

He's a tough old bird.

I'll, uh, have to speak to him personally.

Yeah.

Oh, on your way out

would you tell...Dude I'd like to see him, huh?

Sure.

I'll send him right in.

[BALLS CLACKING]

MAN: Hey, Cal.

Crater wants to see you.

You gonna make it to the rock concert tonight?

[SIGHS] No.

I don't think you are either.

I expect you'll be painting tonight.

Oh, man, the streets are full of heat.

Crater knows that.

Well, not tonight.

They're all gonna be over at the concert tonight.

I heard one of the cops tell my sister.

Oh, yeah?

Out of sight.

[♪♪♪]

[LOCKS DOOR]

Hello? Is Officer Terry Webster there?

Yes.

Oh. Then how about Lieutenant Ryker?

[OVER TELEPHONE] Ryker speaking.

[CLICK]

Mr. Fisher. I think it's time we had a little talk

about an adjustment in your insurance policy.

[GLASS BREAKING]

[THUD] [SCREAM]

[PUNCHING]

[SIREN WAILING]

WOMAN [OVER SPEAKER]: Attention.

Visiting hours will be over in 15 minutes, please.

[♪♪♪]

Mr. Fisher?

Mr. Fisher.

Lieutenant Ryker is here to talk to you.

Hello, Mr. Fisher.

Oh, lieutenant.

Who's that with you?

That's Officer Danko.

Hello.

Mr. Fisher.

We don't have much time.

We'd like a description of the men who beat you up.

You mean you didn't even see 'em?

I know you've been through a terrible experience,

but you can help us prevent it from happening again.

You can't stop them.

They even know whether you're...

on patrol or not.

Lieutenant--

Just a minute, Mrs. Danko.

What did you mean by that?

They warned me.

"There will be no pigs on the street tonight."

And they were right.

I screamed, but nobody came.

Lieutenant, that's enough.

Right.

WOMAN [OVER PA]: Dr. Donahue, call 276.

How is he?

They said they were gonna punish him,

and they did just that.

Somebody tipped those clowns to how many men

we had assigned to the concert.

They knew they had a free ride.

No.

Not a free ride.

They just haven't paid yet. They will.

[♪♪♪]

[PANTING]

You forgot to knock.

You hurt that old man.

It's in the papers.

No. Paper says an old man got hurt.

Didn't say anything about me hurting him.

You almost killed him.

Did I?

Well, if I did, I'm sure he had it coming.

Hey!

[GRUNTS]

Now, come on, Cal.

You got me all wrong.

I'm in the insurance business.

Just so happens I have very aggressive salesmen.

Yeah? Well, I don't want any part of this,

you understand?

I quit.

Oh?

Hey, man.

You lean on me,

and I'll put you right out of business, huh?

All right, let him go.

We don't need the action in here.

[♪♪♪]

[DOOR CLOSES]

GILLIS: Come on, Terry, we're

wasting our time here.

The place is clean.

Yeah, I guess you're right.

[SIGHS]

But there's gotta be something we can do.

How'd they know we pulled off the extra patrols

because of the concert?

Somebody must've told them.

Like we told Susan...

And she maybe mentioned it to Cal?

Maybe.

Why don't we talk to Cal?

Yeah.

[KNOCKING ON DOOR]

[♪♪♪]

[GRUNTING]

[GROANS]

[GRUNTS]

[SCREAMS]

Dude, let's go.

[GLASS BREAKING]

[GRUNTING]

[SCREAMS]

[♪♪♪]

[♪♪♪]

Yes, sir, we will.

Yes, sir. As soon as possible.

Right.

Ryker wasn't there, but the...

captain wants Cal brought in.

Please, Cal.

What are you involved in?

Cal, can you identify the two men for us?

Well, I'll never forget them.

I don't know whether it was his name or not,

but...one of 'em was called Dude.

Dude?

Isn't that your old friend with the dark blue Charger, Cal?

Isn't it?

I worry about you, Cal.

I mean, if you don't care about your own life,

how about your sister's?

Hey, look. Don't worry about it, hear?

I'll handle it.

You're past the point of handling anything.

You work for that man, right?

And you wanna do a really, uh, good job, right?

Well, one way to do that

is to see the results of your hard work.

Come on, you're going with us to the hospital.

[♪♪♪]

[DOOR OPENS]

How are you today, Mr. Fisher?

I'll survive.

I'm good at that.

[DOOR CLOSES]

Can you handle a few minutes talk

with a stubborn old Irishman?

[GIGGLES]

I knew you'd be back, lieutenant.

But you can come back tomorrow...

or the next day or next year.

The answer will still be the same.

I just don't care anymore.

[PANTING]

Mr. Fisher?

Hello, Cal.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

It's all right, son.

Look...

don't give up, huh?

Don't let 'em do this to you.

What do you want me to do?

Testify about the men who attacked you.

What about him?

Why can't he testify?

He can, Mr. Fisher, but it won't be of much value.

We need an eyewitness. And that's you.

Besides, he hasn't agreed to testify.

Afraid?

Yeah.

They hurt us both, son...

because they wouldn't let us be men.

They took that away from us.

Maybe...

together we can get it back.

RYKER: Let's go to work, Webster.

[DOOR OPENS]

[DOOR CLOSES]

Jill, could you do me a favor, please?

Yeah. Call the precinct,

ask for Sergeant Kiner.

Tell him that we need a stenotypist

in Mr. Fisher's room as soon as possible, okay?

Right.

[♪♪♪]

[RINGS]

Yeah?

[WOMAN SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY OVER TELEPHONE]

I knew it.

We should've killed him.

Who?

That old coot.

He's been talking to the cops.

So's the kid.

[SIRENS WAILING]

[POOL BALLS CLACKING]

You got a search warrant?

We don't need one, friend.

It's a public place.

Oh. Well...

where do we go from here?

They're probably headed out of town by now.

Why would they do that?

They don't know that we're looking for them.

Wait a minute.

What room they got old man Fisher in?

WEBSTER: Four three six. Why?

[♪♪♪]

Now, let's, uh, no one get too excited.

Now, J.J. has a gun in his pocket, and--

If we have to, we'll kill all three of you

right here and now.

And being killed would spoil the rest

of this beautiful day no end,

and that's the truth.

Cal, old friend...

take Mr. Fisher in his chair...

while I promenade with your pretty little sister here...

on the way over to the parking lot.

WOMAN [OVER SPEAKER]: Dr. Parker...

Hi, babe. Hi.

Has anybody been in to see Fisher?

Um...

just Susan and Cal.

They in there now? Uh, no, I--

I think they went for a walk

out on the grounds somewhere.

Okay, let's move it. You call Ryker.

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Parking lot.

I'll go this way.

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J.J. [SCREAMS]

[GUNSHOTS]

Ugh!

[GRUNTING]

[SUSAN SCREAMS]

Ah.

[GRUNTING]

Uh. Son of a--

I got him.

You all right, sir?

Sure, sure.

You okay? Yeah.

All right. You?

[BOTH CHUCKLE]

It's all right now.

[GRUNTING]

Easy, Crater. Easy.

'Cause this is one game I do know how to play.

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JILL: What started off-- DANKO: Looks like a dinosaur.

[CHATTERING]

Hey, Cal, I'd like to,

but, uh, all we had at school

were regular pool tables, so I never had a chance

to play any snooker.

Well, I'd be more than happy

to teach you all about the game.

Hey, you won't have time

to teach anybody anything, mister.

You'll be too busy hitting those books.

Hey. Look, I'm just trying to make myself

a little extra lunch money, that's all.

SUSAN: Uh-huh. Yeah, well, Mr. Fisher

promised you some kind of a discount.

I don't think it's right

that you should be hustling my partner.

Hey, what is this?

No one seems to consider the possibility

that, uh, I might win.

No. It's not that, Willie.

See, it's not that we didn't consider the possibilities.

We did, and rejected it. [LAUGHTER]

JILL: Why don't you--

Okay. --get what you're gonna eat.

And tell me what you wanna drink, and I'll get it for you.

Break out the beer. I'll have a beer.

Beer. Beer. A Beer?

A beer? I'll have a beer too.

[GIGGLES]

Say what?

Hey, look, uh...

I'll take it to go.

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Pick it up in about two years? [ALL LAUGHING]

Yeah, that's it. Maybe. Maybe.

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