1:01:03
We? Oh, now we're all partners!
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You know Judge Blake?
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Judge Henry G Blake. That's our man.
1:01:14
When did you ever trust a judge?
1:01:16
For a proposition like this
we need a guy with class, with dignity,
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a gentleman of the old school, and...
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a thief.
1:01:27
Judge Blake, the guy that told you you
could shoot pool was yankin' your ankle.
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Sucker's ready to bite.
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Up in Providence, where I'm out of,
an amateur like you would lose his pants.
1:01:38
An excellent argument
for never visiting Providence.
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I hate to do this to you, Judge,
but I got a reputation to keep up.
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- And that does it.
- Astonishing!
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Willie Hoppe couldn't do better.
1:01:51
You pool-hall poltroons.
1:01:53
Once again you lured me into a game with
a master, solely for your own amusement.
1:01:59
- You're just warmin' up. Another game?
- I came here to slay a sombre afternoon,
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not to be made sport of
by Pecksniffian oafs.
1:02:08
Aw, go on, Judge. It's only a nickel a ball.
1:02:11
What do you say
we double the bet one time?
1:02:14
Ten cents a ball?
Why, that's a veritable fortune.
1:02:17
- Afraid, huh, Judge?
- Afraid?
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- I'll make it 50 cents a ball.
- OK. You got yourself a deal.
1:02:24
Attendant, rack 'em up.
1:02:31
Hey, Judge.
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If you will excuse me, while you break,
I'll have a word with an associate justice.
1:02:41
Greetings, my intellectual giant. What
brings you down to Kew in lilac-time?
1:02:46
The Dude wants to see you.
1:02:49
Your master's timing
is most regrettable, my dear Junior.
1:02:52
- I have a plump pigeon in my sights.
- Huh?
1:02:56
Within the hour Providence is going to
provide next month's room rent.