So you usually beat me, but tonight was different. Your A-9 just didn't hold up. Don't fool around with A-9. Its okay to just leave the table for a little while. Just be quiet when you do. Drama is for an audience at the theater. Poker is for men at the table.
And look, don't tell me you love me unless you mean it -- lips, tongue, vocal chords and brain-- in reverse order. I don't want to be picky-- I just want honesty -- anything else is a waste. I'm smart enough to have standards-- and old enough to have taste. I'm down with love through poker-- I'm just not up for that crap. I have my days and you have your days. So save your love for someone who'll take your money in other ways.
A-9 off... Give me a break.
She had kings and I had jacks.
Remember in Silence of the Lambs when jodie foster was walking down the prison corridor, passing by the cells of markedly crazy people who were shouting, drooling, growling, and she finally gets to the end of the corridor -- and stands in front of the cell of the worst one of them all -- the most violent and deranged criminal in the world. So far the whole movie had been building up to this moment when we finally get to see what Hannibal Lecter is like. And what do we get? A normal looking man standing straight up with a pleasant face who looks her in the eyes and says with a soft voice, "good morning".
