Cully:
Where have you been? I lost your trail at the blackjack table.
Johnny:
I ran into a guy who told me about a gypsy fortune-teller. She's got a hot cup of tea leaves.
Cully:
I'm a coffee man myself! What happened with your astrologer? She couldn't read the stars on a cloudy night?
Johnny:
You got to have faith, Cully.
Cully:
And money. How much did you lose tonight?
Johnny:
How much did I have?
Cully:
That's what you lost last night. You're holding your own.
[Cully hands Johnny a mirror but it drops and breaks]
Johnny:
Seven years' bad luck!
Cully:
It was already cracked.
Johnny:
Okay... Only five!
Cully:
Be over before you know it.
Johnny:
Aww! Say, five. That's a hunch. Loan me five bucks, Cully.
Cully:
I can't afford you much longer.
Johnny:
Put the five on number 5.
Cully:
I'll lose my job if I'm late.
Johnny:
I'll lose my confidence if I pass up a hunch bet.
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