[ Man ] Some of the best poker players in the world have survived...
to battle for the 2009 Poker World Championship ring.
Let's meet your host, the most powerful man on the Las Vegas Strip,
the owner of the Nouveau Royale Hotel and Casino, Hugh Ellis.
How are you? [ No Audible Dialogue ]
Let's meet the players. First up is the lovely Poppy Wells.
Poppy brings a sizable chip stack...
and quite a view to the final table.
And here comes the Russian playboy, Vas Belanov.
I appreciate your help, Mr. Tostevin.
I get paid for my services, kid.
No thanks required.
Get a good night's sleep. The hard work starts tomorrow, okay?
In his sixth final table appearance,
it is my honor to introduce to you from Springfield, Massachusetts,
poker legend Mason Brock.
[ Men Chattering ]
[ Man ] It's none of your business.
After a nail-biter showdown with Ricky Nguyen to make it to this final table,
here comes the rock star of the South American poker scene,
Amadeo Valdez.
[ Tostevin ] Wait. [ Man ] Get out of here.
No. Don't.
[ Man ] And last, but definitely not least,
the lone amateur to make it to the final table,
the golden boy from Evergreen Park, Illinois.
Where's that, you ask? No one knows.
This kid came out of nowhere to sweep through the early rounds...
and emerge as the chip leader.
It's been three months since he conquered over 6,000 players...
to make it to this, the final table...
of the 2009 Poker World Championship.
Ladies and gentlemen, Jake Hartman.
** [ Drumroll ]
- Where the hell is the kid? - Missing.
And you lot are the prime suspects in his disappearance.
[ Mason Chuckles ] I'll be damned.
- Never thought I'd live to see it. - See what?
The day they'd let Cal Lightman back in Vegas.
[ Man ] * Dream, send me a sign *
* Turn back the clock *
* Give me some time *
* I need to break out *
* Make a new name *
* Let's open our eyes *
* To the brand-new day **
If you don't cooperate fully with Dr. Lightman,
you won't be at the final table when we go live in 32 hours.
You got it? They're all yours.
Professional liars.
That's a treat. I think I'll start with Jake first, actually.
I'd like to see his room, meet the missus.
Cal, there is a time pressure here.
And if anyone from the final table is involved,
folks are gonna say the championship is rigged.
I could lose the whole thing to another casino. Worst case, I lose my gaming license.
- Oh, we can't have that, can we? - Here's the deal:
Find Jake. Get him to the final table. There's a half million bonus in it for you.
- Why is he so important to you again? - I just told you.
[ Cal ] Thank you very much.
- [ Woman Screaming ] - Here you go.
So, what's the history with these two?
Ellis had Lightman banned from Vegas. The entire city?
Cal won a lot of money from some very important customers.
His scientific abilities weren't considered sporting.
Yeah, well, you ban somebody from an entire city, that's personal.
Well, there may have been a situation with Ellis's girlfriend at the time.
Vegas doesn't bring out the best in Cal.
Ben, keep an eye on him while we're here.
And don't let him gamble. Okay?
Why? So he won't win?
He wins at poker, but it's no fun for him.
What's his game? Roulette.
Unpredictable, purely driven by chance,
and the worst odds in the casino.
Hmm.
[ People Cheering ]
God, I miss this.
Think I'll put a bet on it.
I did not bring you here to indulge your bad habit.
And you'll be stopped if you try to leave my property.
- What, you don't want your buddies to find out? - It's Vegas. They already know.
But it's better for the both of us if you keep a low profile.
[ Cheering ]
That's my cue. I'll see you suckers later. No, no. Where you going?
Hey, a free private plane ride to Vegas. My mama didn't raise no fool.
And as far as I can tell, there's no crime here, so--
Hey, I brought you here to work.
Yeah, and I'll work when there's something for me to do.
But until then, right now I'm feeling lucky, okay?
Hey, I'm not done with you yet.
Say, "But I'm done with you." Say it loud.
But I'm done with you! Yeah, good. Now, take this.
Put it all on double zero on the roulette, all right?
All of it? Yeah, all of it.
The whole thing? Yeah. Don't let Foster find out.
All right?
You believe that guy? Let's go, Lightman.
Your husband is a star. Jake would never just leave us.
He loves us. Please find him.
Well, I think you should just call the police.
If you think that's necessary, Cal,
but I think you're more than qualified to find him yourself.
This one told you not to, didn't he?
Macey just didn't think it was necessary once I hired you.
Right. Here's the thing.
Mr. Ellis here doesn't want the police involved because your husband's a commodity...
and one he's put a lot of effort into packaging.
He wants him back at the final table, but without the bad publicity.
He said the police wouldn't take me seriously.
People wander off in Vegas all the time, he said.
Yeah, well, that bit's true too.
I just wanted us all to be clear on the motives here, you know?
Yeah? A second?
There's a young man missing. Let's focus on that...
and not on Ellis or anything from the past, okay?
One job in Vegas isn't going to turn me back into an inveterate gambler.
Of course not, but you have to understand the pull that this town has on you.
- Things change. - Mm. But people don't.
You're smothering. There's no smothering in Vegas.
Tell me about the last time you saw your husband. Two nights ago.
He'd been running practice hands for hours, and I was going to bed,
and he said he had to run to the lobby and meet one of the other players.
That was it.
I think you're right. I don't think your husband would leave on his own.
He loves us so much-- me and the baby.
Also, he loves this.
All right, now, you four are some of the best liars in the world, right?
You have to be. Otherwise, you wouldn't be sitting at this table, would you?
I've got to tell you up front, it's not gonna be a fair fight.
You can dodge all you like, but come down to it, I'm gonna win.
[ Chuckles ] Just ask Mason what it's like to tangle with me.
You used to be a hell of a lot more fun in the old days, Cal.
My experience-- a young guy like this...
about to win a couple of million bucks,
either finding himself in God or losing himself in a woman.
- Search the Bunny Ranch. - [ Ben ] The old-timer's got a point there.
I'll be right back.
Yeah. You are a winner, my friend.
Nice one. It was double zero, right?
Nah, I wasn't feeling that. I put it on 14, my mother's birthday.
I told you to put it all on double zero.
So, you'd rather lose with your number than win with mine?
Yeah. Yeah, something like that, yeah. Yeah, that makes no sense.
Yeah?
Go back and do it again. Go on. Buzz off. [ Scoffs ]
Right. Uh--
Well, let's, uh, start with you. Mason.
What'd you do to the kid?
The kid's no threat to me. Why would I do anything to him?
Well, an empty chair at the table earns you an extra 500 grand...
plus a better shot at the eight and a half million.
Everyone here wins and loses millions every day. No big deal.
- Vas thinks he's unbeatable. - I am.
How many investors do you have? Huh?
I don't need money from other people to bet.
That's why I'm the best. Yeah, even after five vodka tonics?
Hmm? What?
All right, what does it say about you lot...
that an Illinois farm boy can come out here with no experience,
no investors, no craft,
and slaughter you?
I am so leaving work early, maybe get a pedicure on the way home.
- It's good we're not in Vegas. - Oh, I can catch up on my reading.
- I have a date tonight. - Oh.
A third date. Oh!
- [ Doug ] Come on. - Sorry, Doug.
With a girl? A human girl?
Oh, ha-ha. You're so... not funny.
Foster sent us a video file to score.
Well, one file shouldn't take too long.
- [ Beeping ] - Oh, no.
I hope your date's patient. [ Beeping Continues ]
No.
You feeling a little guilty there, Poppy?
Am I feeling guilty? Or sad? They're quite similar, aren't they?
Jake is my friend. Shouldn't I be feeling sad that he's missing?
- What happened to him? - Do you miss Vegas?
[ Sighs ] No.
Well, yeah. No, I lied.
Yeah. Yeah, just a little bit.
- Don't tell anyone, right? - You can trust me.
- Tell me the truth. - Can't you see the truth?
You can't, can you?
You can't read me, and you like that. You like my poker face, Dr. Lightman?
[ Inhales ] Okay, the truth.
Jake's had three months to imagine playing at the final table and everything it means.
His whole life is gonna change. He just wanted to talk to somebody,
somebody who's gonna tell him it's all gonna be okay.
He trusted you.
So I met him at a little place down the Strip,
made him feel better for half an hour and left.
How many times in the last three months did you manipulate his confidence...
in the guise of being his friend?
I wouldn't manipulate Jake.
Whoa. Excellent.
That's righteous indignation. It's also total nonsense. I think you worked him.
I think you did everything you could to convince him...
that winning was more of a curse than a blessing...
to get an advantage at the final table.
I mean, it's brilliant, as far as strategies go.
Maybe I shouldn't have told you.
Well, you had to. I mean, you need me to trust you, right?
So you shared a half-truth.
Cal, a call just came in to the production phone.
- Go ahead, Bob. Play it back. - [ Beeps ]
[ Man ] We have Jake Hartman.
We'll return him for two million dollars.
This is very small amount of money compared to what the casino earns.
Would advise you not tell the police. We'll call back in three hours.
Mrs. Hartman, kidnapping makes this a federal case,
and I've got the Las Vegas F.B.I. field office running at full speed.
Why would anyone take my husband?
Well, most likely it's someone who knows...
that Mr. Ellis is willing to pay to have Jake at the final table.
Mr. Ellis is going to pay? Two million dollars?
The money is being bagged as we speak.
And I'll be analyzing the ransom call.
We're going to figure out who did this.
We're going to do everything we can to get your husband back.
Where's Dr. Lightman?
Why two million dollars? Eh?
I mean, Ellis is willing to pay it, but... two million dollars?
Is that rage, Mr. Valdez?
[ Laughs ] No.
Well, you're upset, aren't you, that Ellis is willing to drop two million to get the kid back?
Is that it?
How long is this going to take? Me and my boys, we have a club opening to get to.
All this guy cares about is cash and parties. No respect for the game.
That's not true. I also care about fame and girls...
and, of course, vodka.
Go lose some money. Go on. Buzz off.
Hello, beautiful lady.
It's not gonna happen, Vas. She's too good for you.
- The way she walks, she's too good for anyone. - That's not nice, Poppy.
Nice isn't fun.
Oh, look at that. That's what we call a macroexpression.
She may as well stick her tongue down his throat.
No. She wants something from him.
Well, maybe she's just attracted to him.
[ Scoffs ] You are such an innocent, Loker.
Tell me. This girl that you're dating, where do you take her?
Uh, tonight, Luigi's.
Last week, Meridiana. The week before that-- No, no, no.
You're doing this all wrong. How do you not know this?
Okay, I know a lot...
about dating.
You think you are getting lucky tonight, don't you?
Well, you are not.
A hundred bucks says she's dating you for the five-star food.
Okay. If we're gonna bet, I want your office for one week.
Well, in that case, I want your ant farm.
It's a bet.
I'm letting Amadeo go. No, no. Don't do that.
The ransom call is loaded with syntactical anomalies.
I'd expect more use of idiom, for one thing.
And it seems almost edited.
I think the person we're looking for, his first language isn't English.
Well, I'm getting nothing from him.
- Well, what are you getting from her, other than lust? - Excuse me?
Well, she's still a suspect.
She's the female equivalent of roulette, and you like the view.
Well, it's a very nice view.
You're smothering again.
Right, Amadeo. Wake up. Wake up. [ Snapping Fingers ]
You can go.
Are you seriously keeping me here?
Yeah. You should consider that a compliment, Mason.
Adios, amigos. [ Cal ] Adios.
- Well, I'm happy to stay near Miss Foster. - Yeah, I'll bet you are.
The kidnappers just called with the ransom drop. All right, let's go.
[ Beeping ]
[ Ben ] Okay, that's our guy coming out with the ransom money.
All right, the bag is in place. Let me get a "ready" from everybody.
- [ Agent # 1 ] Ready. - [ Agent # 2 ] Ready. - [ Agent # 3 ] Ready.
The kidnappers will know that there are surveillance cameras covering this whole area.
They'll have a strategy. Keep your eyes open. Stay focused.
Oh, hey, before I forget--
You're a big winner. Congratulations.
- Double zero, right? - Yeah, double zero.
Hey. What number did you bet on?
Twenty-three. Hey, it's Michael Jordan and LeBron James's number.
What do you want me to do? I told you double zero. Here.
Listen. Do you not get that I'm Mr. Lucky? Do you want to lose?
You do not walk up to a roulette table and just bet it on double zero.
- You got to feel it out. - Nonsense.
Yeah, well, this stack of money in my hands says otherwise. Hold up.
What are Amadeo's boys doing here?
- Hailing a taxi. - Well, listen up. I did some digging.
The day before Jake disappeared, Amadeo switched rooms.
- His new room is right next to Jake's. - Amadeo's not involved in this.
Well, looks like you just got played, Doc.
These have got to be the dumbest kidnappers in the world.
Move in. Move in. [ Agent ] Copy that. Moving in.
Get out of the cab! Freeze! F.B.I.
Put your hands on the roof! Turn around!
Put your hands on the roof!
- [ Pounding ] - Amadeo Valdez!
Open up!
- ** [ Hard Rock ] - Put your hands up!
Put your hands where I can see 'em!
Put your damn hands up! What is this?
You know what the hell this is. Cuff him.
What-- Why are you doing this?
** [ Continues ]
** [ Continues Quietly ]
[ Quietly ] Lightman.
- What? - He's meticulous.
- Footage of the other players. - [ Cal ] He's been studying 'em.
[ Beeps ] Texting your entourage to pick up the ransom?
You're not too swift.
- Who's in the next room? - Jake. I told you that already.
No, no, no, no. No.
Not that one. That one.
You know what my favorite poker phrase is?
I don't know. "All in"?
"Open limp"? "The nuts"?
On tilt.
It's so expressive.
You want a pull? It's Amadeo's. Don't drink.
Yeah, you do.
Only an amateur lets frustration interfere with his game theory.
You'd think. Here.
Have a drink.
I insist.
[ Ben ] That's right.
It's water. Oldest trick in the book.
But Amadeo sold you it, didn't he?
He's a liar. Yeah.
A fantastic liar, actually.
When you thought he was partying next door, he was wearing noise-reduction headphones...
and mapping out a strategy for every possible hand.
Amadeo knows every play at that final table inside and out.
But you're the one he considers a threat.
- I guess I'm flattered. - Fake drinking, constant talk of partying,
changing his room to torture you with hideous music--
it's all calculated to drive you nuts.
He wanted you on tilt at the final table.
But you tilted ahead of schedule, didn't you?
[ Eli's Voice ] So has Lightman broken down the old man yet?
No. But he will.
Well, maybe I can be the hero of the day then.
This... was taken earlier this afternoon.
Watch Mason's hands.
Now you see the cell phone. Now you don't.
Now you do again.
[ Laughs ]
Ta-da.
We've got it all on video, Mason.
You palmed Amadeo's cell phone and texted his boys to pick up the ransom bag.
I'm not making it to the final table, am I?
No. I'm afraid not. Come on. It was a prank.
I messed with Amadeo, he messed with me.
You faked a kidnapping to give yourself a leg up to win $8.5 million.
That's not a prank. That's a crime.
It wasn't about the money, though, was it?
You didn't think that Amadeo deserved to sit at the final table with you.
He's a punk. He doesn't take the game seriously.
Well, that's what I thought anyway.
He played this old gambler but good, didn't he?
- Who did you get to make the ransom call? - Some drunken tourist.
Gave him a thousand bucks. People'll do anything for the almighty dollar in this town.
I got a question for you. It's a yes or no question.
Did you have anything to do with Jake's disappearance?
No. Forty years ago, that boy was me.
Hell, even I'm rooting for him.
Let's go, Mason. Come on.
Not to be smothering, but are you okay?
Yeah. Why wouldn't I be?
Well, you've known Mason a long time.
No. I knew him a long time ago.
That-That's a completely different thing.
I mean, he took a gamble and he lost.
You know, his choice.
Speaking of gambles--
She's roulette.
Stay away.
You enjoying the show? Very much.
Word is Ellis is having you followed...
because he doesn't want you fleecing his big customers.
You really that good at harpooning whales?
I used to be. Mm, we should play sometime.
My guess is we already are.
Is your friend Foster as suspicious as you?
More so.
She doesn't like me. Not at all.
She fears women like you bring out the worst in me.
Promise?
- What is it? - I'm not quite sure.
Fancy a field trip?
Is your bodyguard still out there?
Hey, how you doing? You all right?
Yep.
Well--
[ Beeping ]
[ Line Ringing ]
Rudy! Do you still keep your ladies down at the bar of the Nouveau Royale?
You do? How many you got?
I'll take three.
Yeah, you send 'em up to, um-- to the 28th floor.
Yeah. There's a guy there.
He's in a gray suit, and he's a meathead.
And just tell 'em to, um--
He's getting married tomorrow.
Yeah. How long?
Yeah, 15 minutes. Fifteen minutes.
That's good. All right. Yeah, we'll talk.
Yeah, put it on my account. [ Chuckles ] Right.
[ Chuckles ] [ Beeps ]
[ Sighs ] What are we gonna do for 15 minutes?
You only take me to the best places.
Yeah.
The note with this address on it-- you think it came from Jake?
I don't know. Do you?
Can we ever just have a normal conversation?
Oh, God. What is that smell?
Oh, my God!
[ Police Radio Chatter ]
You got the note early this morning? Yep.
In your room? Uh-huh.
Then you got some prostitutes to cause a distraction so you could sneak out of the hotel?
Kind of ingenious, don't you think?
Foster, why can't you take it easy? We're in Vegas.
I-- I just think it's a bad idea to antagonize Ellis,
among other bad ideas.
- I was happy to help. - She was.
- Dr. Foster, thank you for the call. - Sure.
How was it with the ladies? Was it good?
Is it Jake?
Abe.
It's Abe Tostevin. He was one of the best poker coaches in the country back in the day.
- So what happened? - He died.
Abe had a knack for pissing people off.
A few years ago, Vegas became untenable.
He worked with most of the greats till he nose-dived.
The question is, what's the connection between Jake and Abe?
- Maybe he was coaching Jake. - Abe wouldn't show his face near the championship.
Well, in addition to Jake Hartman being a missing persons,
he's now also a murder suspect.
[ Beeps ]
Yeah. Get me Agent Spearman.
You cared about him.
He gave me the only advice I ever needed.
T.O.T.T.
Ta-tas on the table. Won me a lot of pots.
Okay, now, look at the contraction...
of the orbicularis oculi pars lateralis.
With the smile... there--
That's Classic Action Unit Six. She's so into me.
But looking for someone better to talk to. That's bad.
All right, come here. Let me show you something. Blow your mind.
Oops. The lip lick.
The universal signal for "I want you."
Mm. Case closed. I win.
Loker, I'm gonna let you in on one of the true rules of womanhood.
- Cool. - If a guy's boring you,
like "you wanna stick a fork in your eye" boring,
- Uh-huh? - a good lip lick can rattle him enough...
to change the conversation topic.
And-- Oh.
Well, I was going on about the herd mentality in the Kenyan elk population.
I'm not getting your office for a week, am I?
Nope.
Ingrid's not dating me. She's dating my restaurant choices.
Yep. Mm-hmm. Okay.
Treat them well.
[ Cal ] Abe Tostevin is dead. I thought that this was about Jake.
Yeah, it is. How did you feel about Abe being back in town?
I felt nothing. I didn't know.
I met him once in Monte Carlo. Mean drunk.
You ever see Abe and Jake together? No.
But I saw Abe two days ago. We had lunch together.
Well, you could have told me about that earlier.
You didn't ask before. Anything else you keeping from me?
Well, your partner makes me light in the head. [ Chuckles ]
Well, I have to begin my pregame ritual, so--
Why don't you come and have blueberry pancakes with me?
You're not going anywhere. Sit down.
That's a bit naughty. Isn't it?
Hitting on Foster here while your girlfriend's sitting right there.
You two are, uh, you know, sleeping together, are you?
[ Scoffs ] Occasionally, but it doesn't mean anything.
- She sleeps with everyone. - This gets better and better.
This is not a sideshow, Bob. Move on.
Oh, I get it. I get it.
You guys-- You are the best liars in the world.
Congratulations. Terrific. I'm bowled over.
Someone tell me something.
Vas and I, we have a 10-grand prop bet...
on whether he can get your partner into bed.
Which is now off.
All right, arrest Poppy.
- For what? - Murder.
You're joking. He's joking.
Can I talk to you?
She's a murderer. Arrest her.
You sure that this isn't one of your double zero bets?
Reynolds.
All right, come on. Stand up.
Put your hands behind your back.
You're under arrest for the murder of Abe Tostevin.
You probably wanna call a lawyer about this.
Of course you won't be able to make bail till Monday.
After the final table.
Cal, I know you're mad at me, but don't do this.
Mad? Should I be mad? I know I'd be mad.
Are you going to stop this? Well, you started it.
You're gonna have to stop it.
Fine. Fine.
Jake wanted Macey to know he was okay,
but he didn't think it was safe to call her, so he called my cell.
Truth at last. When?
An hour before we got together.
So I stopped a guy in the casino,
told him to take that note to the front desk.
To be delivered in the morning, when you planned to be with me. Above suspicion, right?
I was gonna tell you all about it after the championship was over.
- How thoughtful. - [ Ben ] Why is Jake hiding?
- What's he so afraid of? - No idea.
You seemed genuinely surprised when you saw Abe's body.
Jake just said he saw something awful. That's it.
I didn't know it was Abe.
Well, if Jake called from wherever he's holed up, a trace will lead us right to him.
You let Jake's wife carry on thinking he was dead or worse.
You really are a hawk with a bunny rabbit, aren't you?
Golden boy missing from the final table?
That's worth at least an extra $400,000.
I studied the numbers and made my decision,
same as always.
Jake? It's me, baby. Let me in.
What are you doing?
I was so afraid.
Hey. You all right?
I just wanted it to be over.
Which part? The, uh, fame or the fortune?
As soon as I made the final table, my life changed.
Yeah, knowing you're about to win at least $1.5 million, that really sucks.
I didn't know who to trust. Everyone's different.
Is that you talking, or is that Poppy?
Look, I just want our old life back.
I don't even know this Abe guy.
- [ Ben ] But you knew where to find his body. - I stumbled across it.
Oh, so you stumbled across the trunk of his car?
You know we found the murderer, right?
- You did? - Yeah.
No. I lied.
When I lie, sometimes I do this.
You--
When you lie, you do this.
I think Poppy got close enough to you to figure that out.
The others-- I don't know. Maybe.
That little move, with the right cards in your hand,
you could make, what, eight and a half million?
I think that's why Abe was here--
to coach you, help you win.
I don't care what you think you know. I'm not risking my family's safety.
And I don't know anybody named Abe.
Stay tuned for more of the Poker World Championship.
[ Man ] Hold on! Cut! Excuse me.
Do it again.
If you wanted me in handcuffs, you could've just asked.
I found Jake.
He was hiding out.
He saw Abe's murder, and he just got scared.
So, who did it?
What do you care? It's got nothing to do with you, right, love?
Uh, turns out Jake doesn't know who did it.
Yeah, he just freaked out. He--
His wife wants him to play the final table though.
But I don't think he'll budge.
I'd say too bad, but-- [ Man ] Poppy, you're up.
Now, you two stay beautiful.
Stay tuned for more of the Poker World Championship.
- What if she doesn't take the bait? - She will.
Maybe there's time for Ben to run to the casino while we wait.
So the betting you two have been doing--
you up or down?
You think I didn't know?
Gillian, you really gotta learn to embrace this town.
It was just a couple of bets for old time's sake.
[ Laughs ] Mm-hmm.
Vas.
It was you, wasn't it?
What are you talking about? We had a deal.
You and me, first and second place at the final table.
- [ Laughs ] The deal stands. - Not if you killed Abe.
I told you he didn't know about us.
[ Vas ] The bastard could read you like a book.
Why do you think he asked you to lunch? Huh? Old time's sake?
[ Poppy ] He cared about me. [ Vas Chuckles ]
He was coaching another player. He wanted information.
Are you really that stupid? Are you?
You just kill a man because you think maybe he knows something?
Yeah, when it'll cost me $15 million.
You really did it?
You killed him?
Not me. One of my investors from Moscow.
[ Scoffs ] I'm calling the police.
[ Scoffs ] We're good.
Cal.
She's in trouble.
[ Coughing, Gasping ]
- [ Coughing ] - Hold it right there, Vas!
Stop!
You hold it right there!
[ Grunts ]
Are you done yet? Huh? Let me go.
Have you had enough? You done?
Get his ass out of here!
So how did you know she'd go to him? It was in her own best interest.
Some people don't change.
So you knew she had information the whole time, but you still slept with her?
That's not why I slept with her.
- You need a hand? - Give him a towel.
We're live in two hours. Perfection, people.
Wait. Ellis.
I want double.
My bonus for bringing Jake back to the final table-- double it.
- He says he's not showing up. - Oh, he'll show up.
Abe was killed by the Russian...
and his Mafia investors.
Why?
'Cause he was coaching Jake.
But you already knew that, didn't you?
That's why you brought him back to town.
I paid for his ticket out.
Yeah. Yeah, and you paid for mine too.
Yet here I am, because you need me. Well, I didn't need Abe.
What, you didn't want him to coach Jake, just give him that little extra edge?
I don't get involved on that level.
Because the integrity of the championship is paramount.
Yes, it is.
Right.
Golden boy from Evergreen Park, Illinois, wins the tournament.
Next year, every hayseed in America's gonna be popping down 20 grand to enter.
I didn't bring Abe back to Vegas.
See, you hired me as a lie expert, and then you lie to me.
Double it.
[ Door Closes ]
[ Clears Throat ] Medium triple latte. Thanks.
- How long have you been watching that? - Hmm.
Not long.
[ Sighs ] I lied.
- She likes you. - Nice try.
But I saw the lip lick.
The, uh, true rule of womanhood?
Yeah. Uh, Loker, there's no such thing as true rule of womanhood.
I made it up.
You were doing that really super annoying smug guy thing.
I was pissed, and I wanted the ant farm.
- I'm smug? - [ Laughs ]
Well, how do I know you're telling the truth now?
Not only is she laughing, she's looking right into your eyes.
She's being polite.
This isn't being polite.
Her pupils were dilated.
Well, she did... touch my knee...
at one point.
So you think I should... call her?
Definitely.
[ Applause, Cheers ]
Crazy things happen in the desert, and we've seen our fair share...
with our final table already cut down from five players to just three.
Let's get started. Introduce them to you.
It's not easy being green, and that's true of our current chip leader,
the lone amateur at this final table--
the golden boy from Evergreen Park, Illinois.
Where's that, you ask? No one knows.
This kid came out of nowhere to sweep through the early rounds--
Hey, Ben. Hey.
It's been three months since he conquered over 6,000 players--
Hey. Wow. You-- [ Laughs ] Wow.
- You look great. - Yeah, you too. I mean--
The dress, the shoes, the whole thing.
[ Applause, Cheers ] Lovely.
- I thought I should embrace the Vegas. - [ Chuckling ]
- Ladies and gentlemen, Jake Hartman. - [ Cheering ]
Hey. Scoot. No, no.
No, no, no, no, no. I'm not letting you spend your last night here...
looking like that, watching other people play poker.
Forget about it. But I'm not interested in gambling.
Do you really think that that's all this town has to offer?
You just wait and see. I'm gonna blow your mind.
Poppy Wells!
I'm gonna go get the car, and I'll meet you out front.
First-class service for you all the way. Just for you.
Ladies and gentlemen, the 23rd Poker World Championship.
Shuffle up and deal! [ Cheering, Screaming ]
How you doing, Gordie? Livin' the life, Dr. Lightman.
I've been told you've got a one-night pass to the casino.
One million dollars, compliments of Mr. Ellis.
* Get down if you feel it * * Yeah *
* Get down I will show you how *
* Get down if you feel it * * Hey, hey, hey *
* Get down I will show you how *
* Get up if you feel it *
* Move * * Get up I will show you how *
All of it on double zero.
Hi, Foster.
* Hey, hey, hey *
* Get up, get up * * Move *
* Oh, yeah *
* Get up, get up * * Move **
- Ow! - [ Ball Bounces, Stops ]