Doral Billiards 3 Cushion Tournament

[Blackjack]

Big John, you think this boy is a hustler?

 

[Rich93]

Why, you're a pool shark, boy. A real pool shark...

So was he.

Yeah, but you're better than he was. Much better. There's your money, boy. There's your money, boy. {FE starts for the money, but is grabbed}.

Wait. Let's give this boy his money. We always pay what we lose, boy. But we got no use for pool sharks around here!!!

 

[Rich93]

Man, he is great! Look at the way he moves, like a dancer. And that stroke!

 

[Blackjack]

Buster's going to get a reward.

 

[Marop]

Didn't leave you much.

You left enough... six in the corner.

 

[Blackjack]

Up the flagpole with the convention!

 

[Rich93]

FE: I'm the best you ever seen, Fats, I'm the best there is. Even if you beat me I'm still the best.

BG: Stick with this kid, he's a loser.

 

[Rich93]

Quit, he's too good.

Charlie, I'm gonna take him.

 

[Rich93]

FE: Quiet, like a church!

C: More like a morgue. And those tables are the slabs they lay the stiffs on.

FE: I'll be alive when I get out.

 

[Rich93]

FE: Ten grand. I mean, what other pool room is there where you can win ten grand in one night? Ya know, I can remember hustling an old man for a dime a game.

<Charlie looking dubious>

FE: Well, who's gonna beat me?

 

[Blackjack]

You don't leave much when you miss, do you Fat Man?

 

[Rich93]

You don't leave much when you miss, do you Fat Man?

That's what the game's all about.

 

[Bob Jewett]

Every Tuesday, at Doral Billiards Miami, 3 Cushion Tournament.

This post, which at first appeared to be a mistake, is actually a clever ploy to make an announcement and keep it active. Good work!

(Who has the script from The Hustler? Everybody?)

 

[Rich93]

(Who has the script from The Hustler? Everybody?)

Everybody who can help me, everybody who can hurt me. It pays.

 

[Snookered007]

You got a match Ed?
Doesn't your lighter work Mr. Gordon?
Oh, I forgot all about it. How's the hand?
Fine!
Good, I would hate to think i was putting my money on a cripple.
Hey! what do ya say something like that for!
It's alright Eddie. I'm sure Mr. Gordon meant no offense. It was a figure of speech.
That's right Ms. Packard.
A fact is a fact.
She's a smart girl Eddie.



Sorry, just had to get in on this

 

[Remy]

and those fingers, them chubby fingers, and that stroke, it's like he's...um-playing a violin or something.

 

[Marop]

I didn't ask him can he beat you. I asked him will he?

 

[Marop]

I,d show you to the door, but...

Oh yeah, yeah. You're tired......

And beat.

 

[Blackjack]

The word's out on you. You walk in the wrong place, they'll eat you alive.

 

[Remy]

Mister. Now you been sitting in that spot for hours. Would you mind moving? it bothers me.