i couldn't resist them.
no, no. i'm not ready for you. there's some vodka in the freezer.
i won't be that long.
it's not just inner beauty, is it?
where did you get it?
you shouldn't have done that. i know what it meant to you.
take it back. till you sell your book.
of course they will. you just have to be patient. i'm betting on you.
you are to me.
come into my world.
you're my prisoner.
i want to hear it.
what job?
how did you land that?
450? what did you do, just walked in and said i want to be a croupier? don't you need training?
you were a croupier there? you never told me that. i thought you just knew some gamblers.
450 a week. i've never earned that in my life. you're an enigma, you are. a fucking enigma.
you sold the car. you got a job. what's the third thing? tell me.
i love you jack, you know that.
you've got such beautiful hands.
what's the time?
how did it go?
you're shaking. what is it?
poor baby. this'll relax you.
i loved it blond.
when you get home, i'm asleep. when i leave home, you're asleep.
where've you been? i've got to give evidence in court at nine.
take that back! fucking take that back. i'm not a cop any more.
are you drunk?
this fucking job's getting to you. you haven't written a fucking word since you started.
well, that's my poor upbringing. i didn't go to no private school. i haven't got no class. i want to live with a writer. not a fucking croupier. i don't even know what the word means. croupier.
what do i mean to you? i want to know. tell me.
haven't you got a conscience of your own?
what are you doing here? you know the rules.
i don't finish till eight. make it nine and you're on.
well, that's our life now, isn't it?
i don't like it.
i don't like it at all. you had a wonderful character before, the gambler. he was so romantic.
is that your idea of a winner? he doesn't give a shit about anyone. he uses people and --
i don't give a fuck about the sex. most men'll fuck a lamppost. he's just a miserable zombie. is that the way you feel now? is that what's happened to you?
oh really. then why is he called jake. why don't you come clean and call him jack. there's no hope in it.
without hope there's no point to anything.
crap. it's not relative. it's unfair. like your casino. it's designed unfair. and your croupier's a little shit because he goes along with it.
the door, jack.
no. answer it!
i agree.
go on. go after her!
i hope it brings you luck.
-- i don't care about her. of course, i was angry. but not with you. the book is yours not mine. i was wrong, what i said about it. i hurt you, didn't i?
it's none of my business what you write. and your job, that's none of my business either. i love you. and i've done everything wrong.
you will?
then you can dye your hair blond again.
you were talking in your sleep.
aren't you ever tempted to gamble?
i can just imagine, being around so much money all the time.
really?
i must be a fool. i never think about the odds.
i thought you wouldn't want to spend christmas day alone in here.
happy christmas.
now. noodles or rice?
i don't want a criminal for a boyfriend.
it's probably easier for you to eat the rice.
nothing about you.
give up being a croupier, jack. or i'll shop you. all you have to do is keep your word. it's that simple.
here. use a spoon.
you're already alone.
why did you take the money?
what?
how can anyone be that naive?