- Hey, fella.
- Huh?
You thinking
of jumping?
- Why, what's it to you?
- Nothing.
- You got any cash?
- Huh?
It's not gonna do you
any good down there.
Oh, for...
Much obliged.
Nice watch.
Thank you.
You have a nice day.
Hey, fella,
it's none of my business,
but you really
picked a lousy spot.
- What are you talking about?
- There's too much traffic.
You jump here,
a car could swerve, cause an accident,
hurt some people.
You'd never
forgive yourself.
Oh, I guess
you're right.
Thank you.
Where would be a good spot?
There's an on-ramp
over there.
I bet it'd be perfect.
I'll show you if you'd like.
Oh, you're
very kind.
See? Isn't this better?
Much better.
Thanks again for your help.
My pleasure.
Hey, you mind
if I watch?
I never saw anyone
do this before.
If it bothers you,
just say so.
- I don't mind.
- Great.
I'll just stay over here.
Give you a little privacy.
- Excuse me.
- What?
I got some other things to do today,
if you're gonna be awhile.
No no no no.
I mean, I could go,
and I could come back.
There's no need for that.
I can't do it.
I cannot do it!
Oh, hell,
who needs this?
Wait wait, look,
I have no place to stay.
No place to go.
I'll need some money.
Hey, what am I,
the Salvation Army?
You need money,
go get a job and earn it.
Come on,
I'll buy you a drink.
So why'd you want
to end it all?
- Nothing to live for.
- You had a hard life?
Not always.
This time last year
I had $10 million.
Oh yeah, sure.
I did.
I had everything.
I had a beautiful home
in Beverly Hills.
Beautiful wife
and a beautiful mistress.
A beautiful dog.
Most beautiful of all,
I had a son, Michael.
He just graduated from college
and was traveling through Europe.
And I had a lot
of good friends.
Aram, you already got
that full house?
lt'll cost you 10
to find out.
I'm out!
Me too.
Aram, I will...
see your 10
and raise you 10.
- Oh, be still my heart.
- I fold.
Now let us see.
He needs a straight
to beat what's showing,
but three eights
were already out.
Now does he have
the necessary eight of spades?
Well, it'll cost you
10 to find out.
Come on, come on.
Wait, I have to
do this logically.
Will you notice Harry
is looking me straight in the eye?
For 20 years, whenever he looked
anybody in the eye, forget it,
he was bluffing.
When he really had the goods,
he just looked down
at his hand.
But a couple of months ago,
he must have figured I was onto him
because he reversed
himself, and ooh, it worked.
He did pretty good
for a couple of weeks.
But last week I realized
what was going on,
and I took him
for a bundle.
So this week, he has
probably reversed himself again,
which should mean
he does not have
the necessary
eight of spades.
Would you please put
your money where your logic is?
All right, all right,
all right.
10 and I raise
you 10.
I will see your 10
and 20 more.
I could be wrong,
but a man has to do
what a man has to do.
- Did you say 20?
- 20.
20 and I will
raise you 30.
Ooh, Harry, the price
of poker just went up.
I will see your 30,
and I will raise you...
one, two, three, four,
five... 50!
I am going to
raise you 100.
100, 100, damn!
I love it.
I love it. I love it.
This could go on
all night.
How could you be sure
he didn't have the eight of spades?
He could have been pulling a double
reverse. He might have had it.
That would have
made two of us.
You bastard, you.
Oh, what a night. Good jokes,
good pastrami, I made a bundle.
And ooh, to top it off, I got
to humiliate one of my closest friends.
It doesn't get
better than this.
I had a thriving business.
A business I built up from nothing,
that I was very proud of.
I had a dozen stores,
but I treated each
as if it were the only one.
Come in.
Sir, what can
I do for you?
Mr. Katourian, you're on another
inspection tour, I see.
No no, Mr. Macrae.
I don't inspect. I spy.
I spy on box boys,
butchers, checkers.