The Color of Money
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:33:01
There's this guy--
Grady Seasons.

:33:03
He's making the most
on paper...

:33:06
but that doesn't
mean anything.

:33:08
The money's
in the practise room.

:33:10
That's where
you get good games.

:33:13
You can get wiped out
at the tournament...

:33:16
hang around
the practise room...

:33:18
and make more money than
the tournament winner.

:33:21
Hear that?
The practise room.

:33:23
Hey, watch the paint.
:33:25
What? Oh.
:33:27
Is that metal
on your jacket?

:33:30
- Sorry.
- Shit.

:33:46
I'm starved.
:33:48
Rub-a-dub,
here's the grub.

:33:50
My pancakes are burnt.
:33:52
Wait a minute.
:33:54
We ordered four on,
two up.

:33:58
I don't
want sausage.

:33:59
Sorry.
It's the wrong order.

:34:01
That's a dead
giveaway--

:34:03
Four on two.
:34:05
Oh. Egg talk.
:34:07
She was
the killer waitress...

:34:09
at the Acropolis.
:34:10
She did them a favour
and quit. Ow.

:34:13
You think he's the only one
who has to work?

:34:20
How come you don't
play pool any more?

:34:22
I quit.
:34:26
Actually,
somebody retired me.

:34:28
Sometimes you meet
the wrong people.

:34:30
That was a long
time ago, back east.

:34:33
It's dead and buried.
:34:35
I won my share
of medals.

:34:38
Don't you ever feel
like picking it up again?

:34:41
I mean, you're always
around those pool halls.

:34:44
I'm too old.
My wheels are shot.

:34:47
It's
a young man's game.

:34:49
Besides,
there's drugs now.

:34:51
Kids are playing
on coke, speed.

:34:54
When I was younger,
it was booze.

:34:57
Somehow it was
more human.

:34:59
Booze, huh?

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