Post by Marty Sunshine Esq. on Nov 17, 2014 3:32:16 GMT
INT. BORGOTA HOTEL AND CASINO - ATLANTIC CITY, NJ (POKER ROOM) - EVENING
Our scene opens up inside of the poker room in the Borgota Hotel and Casino in Atlantic City. The room is packed with tables, all inhabited with gamblers of various levels-- from the fish to the sharks-- playing an assortment of games: limit, no limit, Omaha, Stud, Hi Lo.
We pan through the room, we come to a table in the way, way back of the poker room-- a high stakes no limit game, ten players at the table, a motley crew ranging in age, gender and ethnicity.
Among them is the charismatic TONY PHAM,
52, Vietnamese, stringy, curly hair, sunglasses and gold chains. He's drunk-- the accumulation of empty bottles next to his thick stack of chips reflects that-- but how drunk, he'll never let on. That would be a tell.
His opponent to his right, a heavy set Armenian gentleman with an unlit cigar tucked in between his thick lips, raises Pham when a king hits on the river, putting two pair on the board-- kings and fours with a three-- rainbow suited.
Pham grabs a handful of chips and beings shuffling them in his hand as he looks at his raiser, probably through bloodshot eyes, although there's no way for us to know, given his dark lensed glasses.
Pham smiles.
TONY PHAM
What are you doing to me, baby?
You making a move on Tony Pham?
You don't make a move on Tony
Pham, baby-- Tony Pham is the
one who makes the moves on you.
You making a move on Tony Pham?
You don't make a move on Tony
Pham, baby-- Tony Pham is the
one who makes the moves on you.
PLAYER
Come on, Tony-- do we have
to go through this every
hand-- call, raise or fold.
to go through this every
hand-- call, raise or fold.
TONY
Call, raise or fold, call,
raise or fold...hmmm.
Okay, I'm gonna raise.
raise or fold...hmmm.
Okay, I'm gonna raise.
AMRMENIAN CIGAR GUY
What'chu holding Tony? You
got a king behind there?
got a king behind there?
TONY
Who me? Nah! I got nothing, baby?
TONY
You think Tony Pham's pretty, don't
you? You just keep staring and staring,
but Tony Pham shows you nothing, baby.
you? You just keep staring and staring,
but Tony Pham shows you nothing, baby.
Tony cackles again, and turns over his cards-- an eight-jack unsuited-- and rakes in the massive pot.
Armenian Cigar guy grabs his remaining chips and storms off in a trail of expletives.
His empty seat is replaced by MARTY SUNSHINE.
When Tran sees that it's Marty, he greets him with a warm smile.
TONY
Marty baby, how you been?
MARTY
How've I been? Tony, where
the hell have you been? I've
been trying to get hold of
you for days, man-- for days!
the hell have you been? I've
been trying to get hold of
you for days, man-- for days!
TONY
There's no cell phone
reception in here, baby.
reception in here, baby.
MARTY
No cell phone recept-- Tony, I've
been getting my ass handed to me
by Barney fucking Bradshaw over
this MetroPRO deal-- every time
I hit an impasse with Goodman
and I have to call Barney in
to make a call, I take his big,
bald cock right in the ass.
been getting my ass handed to me
by Barney fucking Bradshaw over
this MetroPRO deal-- every time
I hit an impasse with Goodman
and I have to call Barney in
to make a call, I take his big,
bald cock right in the ass.
TONY
Well that don't sound too nice
MARTY
No, it's not pleasant at all.
TONY
Relax, baby, Tony Pham can
handle Barney. You just gotta
know how to massage him.
MARTY
No, it's not pleasant at all.
TONY
Relax, baby, Tony Pham can
handle Barney. You just gotta
know how to massage him.
MARTY
Massage him? What the fuck
are you talking about.
TONY
Massage him, cradle the balls, and
maybe Barney won't be so rough.
PLAYER
Hey Larry-- are we playing
cards or are we proposing?
cards or are we proposing?
MARTY
Yeah, sure-- give
me a grand in chips.
me a grand in chips.
Marty looks at the tiny stack, and then at the dealer.
MARTY
What the hell is this? Don't
you have smaller chips?
you have smaller chips?
DEALER
This is a 100/200
no limit table, sir.
no limit table, sir.
MARTY
Fuck this.
MARTY
You better have your
ass in New York next
Sunday, Tony-- I need you.
ass in New York next
Sunday, Tony-- I need you.
FADE TO BLACK
