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:18:00
makin' money
hand-over-fist.

:18:02
All except 'the Oriental.'
That's a regular slaughterhouse.

:18:07
Even the high rollers
won't go near it.

:18:10
That's too bad too.
It's a nice place.

:18:14
Hell of a waste.
:18:17
- Wyatt?
:18:20
- There he goes.
- Yeah.

:18:24
OI' Wyatt.
:18:31
All right, fella,
I'll brace ya now for a little lesson.

:18:34
Put your money on the board.
Five dollars on that six of spades.

:18:37
Like that.
:18:40
I'm not gonna tell you again.
Get that cigar outta my face.

:18:44
Howdy, stranger.
What can I get ya?

:18:47
I wouldn't mind
one of those cigars.

:18:49
I'm about ready to go home.
I wish y'all would stop yakkin'...

:18:52
- and just play cards.
- Thank you.

:18:54
Kinda nice in here.
You run it?

:18:57
Milt Joyce: Owner, operator.
:19:00
- Wyatt Earp.
- Yeah, sure.

:19:03
I said lay off the queen,
you jackass!

:19:06
I swear I'm gonna
slap somebody now.

:19:09
Excuse me for askin', Milt,
but... kinda dead in here, isn't it?

:19:14
- You don't listen too good, do ya?
- See that bird at the faro table?

:19:17
You back that queen again,
you son-of-a-bitch,

:19:20
I'll blow you right up
that wildcat's ass!
Do you hear me, huh?

:19:23
He comes bargin' in here one day,
slappin' the customers,
wavin' his gun around.

:19:27
He chased out all
the high-class play.

:19:30
The only trade that comes in
here now is the bummers and
the drovers; just the dregs.

:19:34
Why don't you get rid of him,
get yourself a straight dealer?

:19:38
Sure, stranger,
that's easy for you to say.

:19:40
Shit!
:19:45
Goddammit, Junior, how many times
am I going to tell you...

:19:47
to keep that damn cigar
outta my face? Huh?

:19:52
Christ almighty, it's like I'm
sittin' here playing cards with
my brother's kids or somethin',

:19:56
you nerve-wracking
sons-of-bitches.


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