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[ Joe Cocker's "With a Little Help From My Friends" plays ]

? Baby ?

? High with a little help from my friends ?

? Said I'm gonna make it with my friends ?

? Try with a little help from my friends ?

? Oh, oh, I'm gonna keep on tryin' ?

? Get by with a little help from my friends ?

? I'm gonna keep on tryin', now, babe ?

? Ooh, ooh, ooh ?

? When I grow up to be a man ?

If there's one way to describe adolescence,

It might be this...

It's a gamble.

? That turn me on as a kid? ?

An adventure into the unexpected.

A step into the unknown.

? That I wish I hadn't done what I did? ?

It's a time of life that pits hope against fear

And logic against prayer.

A game of luck and opportunity.

Not unlike, say, for instance...

Poker.

All right, I call.

A pair of queens.

So let's see 'em.

Two 2s.

Nothin' but ace-high.

Two pair.

9s and 4s.

The bi-monthly, Friday-night high-stakes poker game.

Jeff?

Junior year, it was ritual.

Three kings.

Don't worry, guys.

It's going to a good cause. Me.

Of course, it was more than just a rotating tournament,

Depending on whose parents were out for the evening.

And it was about more than just cold, hard cash.

Okay. Nickel ante.

This game was defined by personality.

Ours.

Okay, boys.

How about a little night baseball, huh?

9s are wild. 3s are wild.

Any picture card with facial hair... wild.

There was the overenthusiastic...

Straight poker.

And the all-American.

Paul, your bet.

There was the cautious...

I don't know. Let me think for a second.

Paul... While we're still young.

And the impatient...

Okay.

Three cents.

And, of course, the supremely confident.

A... Quarter.

A quarter?

That's kind of steep, isn't it?

Quarter.

And despite our different styles,

We maintained the easy give-and-take of friendship

That I knew would endure well into the future.

Don't put the glass right on the table.

My father will kill me if he sees a stain.

Ooh.

I'm... I'm fairly certain these chairs of yours

Are aggravating my prostate.

This hand's an all-time beaut.

You should frame it.

Hang it on the wall.

Okay, then. Who needs cards?

- Give me four. - Anyone else?

Three.

Uh, give me two.

Uh, um, no, wait, um...

Better make that three.

Jeff?

None.

None? You sure?

I fold.

Well, then...

Guess I'm the lucky winner.

Still, we weren't old men yet.

We were teenage boys...

Innocent. Uncomplicated.

So, is anyone hungry?

- Hungry. - Let's go.

- I got chips. - The 8:00 snack break.

A chance to mix simple pleasantries

With complex carbohydrates and starch.

I can't believe it.

Do you guys have any idea

What you're putting into your bodies?

What do you mean... this isn't healthy?

I'd hate to see your digestive tract in 10 years.

Tell you what... you don't ask,

And I won't offer, all right?

Kev, don't you have any fruit in this house?

Yeah. It's on the bottom.

No. All I see here is an apple pie.

Right. Apple's a fruit.

[ laughter ]

Forget it.

I got an orange in my car.

Least I plan ahead.

Boy, he doesn't quit, does he?

What do you mean?

Well, it's just that he's kind of like, um...

How shall I say it?

Not fun.

A major downer.

What are you guys talking about?

Uh, Kev...

About the ski trip over spring vacation...

Yeah, we're all still going, right?

See, the thing is...

We don't think we're gonna have room for Pfeiffer.

Well, what do you mean?

I thought all of us were going.

Well, it's not Paul so much.

It's just that, uh...

Chuck's car only... only fits four people.

You can check the manual.

And my uncle's cabin only has four beds.

So, what are you guys trying to say?

Even though it was pretty clear.

[ door opens ] [ Clears throat ]

So, what did I miss?

Now, Paul Pfeiffer

Had been my best friend for 17 years.

I'd always told him everything.

Nothing.

Really.

No, we were just, uh... Talking.

Well, come on, guys.

Let's get back to the game.

After all, Paul was just being himself...

Want an orange?

No, thanks. Come on.

As opposed, to, say...

Some of the rest of us.

Chuck, the bet is a quarter.

You threw in a nickel.

Uh...

Right.

Quarter.

By 8:30, Chuck Coleman's natural ebullience

Was fading fast.

So, Chuck, what's wrong with you?

Nothing! I just have some stuff on my mind.

What kind of stuff?

Uh, you know...

Eh... Me and Alice.

What, are you guys fighting again?

No. It's nothing like that.

Well, if you're not fighting, what are you two doing?

[ Romantic music plays ]

There are moments in life that alter history

And change the course of human events.

You didn't.

This was one of them.

[ Chuckles ]

All right, Chuck!

Way to go, Coleman.

It was a stirring revelation

That merited only one response.

You know, I hope you used some kind of protection.

[ Music stops ]

Huh?

I said, "I hope you used protection."

Of course I did, Pfeiffer.

I mean, what kind of stooge do you take me for?

Ask an idiotic question...

Look, are we gonna play cards or not?

- No, I'm out. - Me too.

Yeah, me too.

And speaking of idiotic...

Oh, you're not gonna smoke that thing, are you?

Do you have any idea what it's gonna do to your lungs?

Not to mention my sweater?

I don't believe it. He's actually lighting it.

[ Blows ]

Paul, come on. It's only a cigar.

Look, I have some air freshener in my car.

I'll be right back.

I guess you could say Paul's consistency

Was getting a little too consistent.

Uh... Brother.

And so maybe it was time

To have a little talk with old Paul...

I'll be back in a minute.

To clue him in to public opinion...

Delicately, diplomatically.

Paul, you're being a real pain.

What? What's that supposed to mean?

Well... You just got to lighten up a little.

Lighten up about what?

Well, for starters,

You can forget about the air freshener.

Do you know how much it smells in there?

Paul, who cares?

It's just the guys, and we're playin' poker.

I mean, don't make such a big deal out of it, okay?

Okay?

Okay.

Yeah.

Great.

Great.

Straight.

That's not a straight.

Of course it is. Look.

2-3-4-5-6.

234-5-9.

Do you know what 2-3-4-5-9 is?

Nothing.

Boy, Randy, maybe you should be studying your math.

Yeah, really funny.

Which, of course, it was.

To us, anyway.

Hey, will you guys just shut up?

For your information,

I failed my last three trigonometry tests.

When I flunk out, I bet it'll be really hilarious.

Oh, come on. You're not gonna flunk out.

Oh, yeah?

My guidance counselor says if I don't pass,

I'm not gonna graduate.

What do you say to that?

And, of course, there was only one thing to say.

Three kings.

[ Sobs ]

Of course, some of us were taking the news

Harder than others.

Chuck, it'll be okay.

I still have a chance to pass.

If I apply myself... Who cares about you?

What's the matter, Chuck? You can't beat three kings?

I think Alice is pregnant.

Here, congratulations. Have a cigar.

I knew it.

- I knew it. - Shut up, Paul.

Look, I was just trying to help.

Yeah, well, don't.

It's been said sobering news travels in bunches.

And after 90 minutes of poker,

There was no shortage of sobering news.

How could I be so stupid?

Chuck was on the brink of fatherhood.

Well, at least you're passing trig.

Randy was on the brink of repeating the 11th grade.

[ blows ]

And I was on the brink of hating my best friend.

Knock it off, Pfeiffer.

Not till you put that thing out.

But in addition to it all,

In addition to the gut-wrenching teenage melodrama

Playing out before us,

One other thing seemed slightly amiss.

He started it.

Hey.

You cheated.

We were in the presence of a crook.

Okay. Now, where were we?

After an hour and a half

Of our monthly rotating Friday-night poker game,

This guy's cheating...

This guy's flunking school...

This guy might be a father...

This guy is annoying everyone...

And this guy?

Well...

You cheated.

I did not!

My fingers were greasy from the potato chips.

I-I-I'm sure a card, you know,

Just shot right out of my hands.

All right, all right.

Then ask yourselves this...

Why would I possibly cheat at cards?

Well, the way I see it, your motive is greed.

Excuse me, Lieutenant Colombo.

Maybe I'm just a better card player than all you guys.

You ever think of that?

I can't take this anymore.

This is insane!

[ Blows ]

And somehow I couldn't avoid the thought

Maybe Chuck was right.

You okay?

Listen, I-i know what you're thinking...

That my life would be over.

No.

No. I-i know how it sounds.

But it wouldn't be that bad, really.

I mean, Alice and I...

We could live in my parents' attic

Until we graduate high school.

And after that, we could move into the garage.

Chuck, why don't you wait until you find out for sure?

I mean, it's not like you're a doctor or anything.

You think so?

Yeah.

Yeah, I mean...

How much do you really know about biology, anyway?

Apparently just enough to be dangerous.

Excuse me. I got to make a phone call.

Paul...

Yeah?

We were in here.

You know, Chuck and I.

Right. And now Chuck left.

And I'm gonna make a phone call.

- And I don't know. - Hello?

Maybe because of what the guys had said

Or maybe because of the way he was acting,

But suddenly I was beginning to see Paul in a whole new light.

I mean, my Dad expects me to go to some great college.

I don't know how to tell him

I might not even graduate from high school.

I would suggest doing it over a nice dessert.

Thanks.

Hey, I'm watching you, billings.

So hang on to your cards this time.

Okay. I'm back.

Oh, were you gone?

And so, there we were...

Five friends playing poker.

Hey. Maybe if you dealt a little slower,

My cards wouldn't end up in the cheese puffs.

Five friends arguing and sniping,

Carping and whining.

Taking umbrage at even the pettiest offense.

Yeah, well, maybe if you learned how to shuffle,

You could deal once in a while, huh?

You call that dealing?

Suffer.

Five friends who couldn't agree on a thing.

Hey. We're out of food.

Except one thing.

Yeah, someone should run out and get more.

So, who wants to go?

Kev?

What, and leave you guys with all the cards?

All right, fine. I'll go.

No way. He'll just go out and get another deck.

All right, I'll go.

But I'll take the deck of cards with me.

Of course, Kev, how do we know you won't cheat?

Me?

So, naturally, there was only one solution.

We did what any five petty, squabbling,

Distrustful best friends would do.

God, why does it take five guys to go get food?

Because we're hungry.

Because we're morons.

Hey, who you calling a moron?

Hey, figure it out, Sherlock.

Hey, look, can you guys

Maybe quit picking on each other?

I'm gonna go get the stuff, okay?

No. You go, and you'll come back

With 12 pounds of fruit.

Whoops.

Stupid.

What did you say, Paul?

Nothing.

No, 'cause I heard you say something.

I didn't say anything.

Well, here's what I say.

Maybe you're a moron, but let me tell you something.

Stewart and Irene Coleman did not raise any morons.

No, you deserve all the credit for that, right?

I'm out of here.

Me too.

No, not those.

They're bad for you.

God, Paul, what is your problem?

What problem?

I'm not sure if I was angry at Paul

Or if I was angry at myself

For suddenly hating my best friend, but...

You know, it used to be fun to hang around with you.

And I don't know what it is now,

But being with you is like being...

What?

I don't know.

I just think...

But what I didn't want to say was that Paul had changed.

You know, Kev, you've changed.

What?

Hey! What's that supposed to mean?

I mean, you hang around with those guys,

And all you care about is being cool in front of them.

I do not.

And besides, they're your friends, too.

No. They were your friends first.

We were friends, so I just came along.

What, so I can't have any other friends other than you?

That's ridiculous.

You know, I call you when the guys get together.

I invite you to the poker games. I...

Yeah, and that ski trip over spring break...

I bet you were gonna invite me to that, too, right?

That's what I thought.

Hey, I can't even sit in the car with you morons.

Shut up, Chuck.

You know, I wouldn't have be here

If it wasn't for your cheating.

Hey, Mr. Math whiz,

Don't you have some studying to do or something?

Look, shut up about my math already.

At least I don't cheat.

Maybe you should.

You haven't won a hand in three months.

Why don't you both take a hike?

You sound like you're married.

I don't believe you guys.

You know, you make me sick?

Oh, yeah?

Well, what are you gonna do about it?

What am I gonna do about it?

What are you gonna do about it?

And, of course, there was only one answer.

Gentlemen... The ante is $1.

The last hand of the night.

Cards?

Two.

The play was intense...

The conversation at a minimum.

Two.

What had begun three hours ago

As a simple game among friends...

Three.

Had, by 10:30,

Developed into an all-out grudge match.

One.

I'll take two.

Suddenly, we were no longer boys playing a man's game.

We were men.

Men at war.

Defending our turf...

Standing our ground.

All right.

I bet 20 cents.

30.

35.

And I'll raise you 50.

51.

It was time to show no mercy...

Take no prisoners.

The bets were down.

Pair of jacks.

A straight.

Almost.

Two pair... jacks and 9s.

Three 7s.

It's up to you, Jeff.

And then...

I fold.

I got nothin'.

You mean I win?

You win.

I won.

I can't believe it. I won.

At the very brink of disillusionment and despair,

Randy Mitchell, the perpetual loser,

Finally won a hand.

[ telephone rings ]

I'll get it.

Hello?

Yeah. Yeah, hang on.

Chuck, it's Alice.

[ Breathes heavily ]

Alice?

That's great.

Uh, that... that's great.

Yeah.

Me too.

I'll call you when I get home.

Okay. Bye.

She's not pregnant.

And there you had it...

Fortune in men's lives.

Face it...

In poker and friendship,

Anything could happen.

And anything usually did.

See you later, guys.

Thanks, Kev.

Guess I'll go hit the books.

See ya.

Boy, I will never have sex again.

Hey, wait up!

Hey, Jeff. Sorry about that last hand.

Well, he deserved to win one.

See you Monday, man.

Bye.

Hey, Coleman. You still owe me 7 bucks.

- I do not. - I want an IOU.

The funny thing is, that night, cleaning up,

I kept thinking about that last hand.

The one that had turned things around for Randy...

For all of us.

The one Jeff had lost.

Wait a minute.

Jeff won.

I felt pretty foolish having questioned the guy's integrity,

His honesty.

The fact that this deck had five kings.

[ door opens ]

The door was open.

I forgot my jacket.

Oh.

I guess that silence said it all...

That things had changed between Paul and me...

That the unspoken ease of our friendship was slipping away.

So, I guess I'll see you in school.

Yeah.

Paul?

Uh...

I just wanted to say that, uh...

But there was no way to say it.

Those 17 years...

He knew what I meant.

Thanks.

After all, standing there on the edge of adulthood,

We knew that the problems of men were not easily solved,

That life was a risk...

That growing up was a gamble...

That the time for bluffing had passed.

Come on, Paul. Let's see what you got.

Uh, is this a 3 or an 8?

An 8.

Oh.

After 40 years,

I should think you could afford a new deck of cards.

Still, you never knew.

Jeff, what's that under your sleeve?

My cuff link.

Yeah?

Well, that cuff link

Better not be able to beat three queens.

Never mind.

With a little luck, things just might turn out okay.

What you got?

I got bubkes.

So, anyone hungry?

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