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BOND:
Banco (Bond plays 8. Largo loses the hand and passes the shoe)
LARGO:
Someone has to lose.
BOND:
Yes – I thought I saw a spectre at your shoulder.
LARGO:
What do you mean?
BOND:
The spectre of defeat – that your luck was due to change.
LARGO:
We’ll soon find out. Any objection to raising the limit - £500
shall we say?
GAMBLER:
Too big for me!
VARGAS:
Count me out.
LARGO:
(to Bond) Perhaps you’d like to take the shoe. My friend won’t mind,
mister…
BOND:
…Bond.
LARGO:
Oh yes – Mister Bond. One of my associates spoke about you.
BOND:
Nothing bad I hope. It’s your spectre against mine.
LARGO:
You wish to put the evil-eye on me – uh! We have a way to deal with
that where I come from. (Largo gestures, pointing ‘devil fingers’ at
Bond)
BOND:
Well you may hex me let’s see what it does for the cards. |
LARGO:
(declines another card) No.
BOND:
(plays) Seven.
LARGO:
(plays) Six! (plays) Eight.
BOND:
(plays) Nine.
LARGO:
You seem to be unbeatable Mister Bond.
BOND:
No – for the moment
this kind of thing can’t last.
DOMINO:
Emilio you promised to buy me a drink.
LARGO:
Soon my dear – I want to get my money back first.
BOND:
May I be allowed to buy the lady a drink.
LARGO:
I would appreciate that. Thank you.
BOND:
Then I must pass the shoe.
LARGO:
Banco!
(Bond leaves the gaming table accompanied by Domino)
DOMINO:
He’s going to be impossible if his luck doesn’t change!
BOND:
Somehow I don’t think it will tonight. |
