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High Roller: [rapidly] Last year I made 125 million dollars. I don't even know what to do with my money anymore. I have nobody to spend it with, nobody to enjoy my life with anymore. It's horrible! Today is the big day for me. I met you, you're hot! You wanna have a drink when we get there?
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Gooey: This is A uh - KG, anh?
Howard Ratner: Aw. Three for eleven? What the fuck?
Gooey: Yeah, he looks tortured.
Howard Ratner: That fuckin' guy tried to steal an opal from me.
Gooey: Your opal? Your opal came?
Howard Ratner: My opal came, yeah.
Gooey: Yeah?
Howard Ratner: Yeah, and stupidly I lend it to this motherfucker.
Noah: No!
Gooey: Whaddya mean? He took it, he stole it?
Howard Ratner: He didn't steal it, he got carried away. He thinks it has magic powers.
Noah: Magic powers?
[Gooey laughs heartily]
Howard Ratner: Yeah.
Gooey: No.
Howard Ratner: Well look. Look at him tonight, without it. He didn't have it tonight, look how fuckin' bad he played. He s- - He wants to own it. So, I tell him come to the auction, fuckin' make a bid for it, like everyone else.
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