You're on tilt—everybody knows it. You're playing without the weapons you need to win.
[nods]
You're right.
Give me five hundred thousand. I just got to get back to even.
[voice-over]
That should be the second line of every gambler’s obit. “Mr. Feldstein died while trying to get back to even.” [Harlan returns to the table with fresh chips] Harlan never did. And he never got to his wife’s birthday party. She filed for divorce two days later. But there was one last punch coming that would put Harlan on the floor for good. Harlan was heads-up against a guy named Frederick who was Austrian royalty.
[pushes a few stacks of chips towards the center of the table]
Call.
[voice-over]
Harlan had pocket queens. His Excellency had Ace-King. They were both in 65K pre-flop. The flop's queen-seven-seven. Harlan has a full-house again, queens full of sevens, with three rounds of betting in front of him. The Count has nothing.
[puts his hand up]
All in.
[voice-over]
And the Count goes all in. He wants Harlan to think he’s got two more sevens under there.
[turns his cards face up and pushes his remaining chips towards the center of the table]
Call.
[voice-over]
Nope, says Harlan. He’s not falling for this again and he snap calls all in. There’s $750,000 on the table. Diego burns a card and deals the turn. A king. Otto von Bismarck now has two-pair, kings and sevens, but two-pair’s nothing next to a full house. And at this point, the only hand left that can beat a queen full house...[Diego burns another card and deals the last turn: a King of Clubs]...is a king full house.
[smiles]
Alright.
[shakes his head, stunned]
Mother****er. MOTHER****ER! [grabs some food that’s on a plate and throws it at Diego] **** YOU, YOU **** MECHANIC!
Hey!
**** YOU, YOU BOTTOM-DEALIN' PARTY MAGICIAN!
Hey, get out onto the terrace. [ushers Harlan away from the table]
You've been pulling this shit on me for two days!
