Gooey:
This is A uh - KG, anh?
Howard Ratner:
Aw. Three for eleven? What the fuck?
Gooey:
Yeah, he looks tortured.
Howard Ratner:
That fuckin' guy tried to steal an opal from me.
Gooey:
Your opal? Your opal came?
Howard Ratner:
My opal came, yeah.
Gooey:
Yeah?
Howard Ratner:
Yeah, and stupidly I lend it to this motherfucker.
Noah:
No!
Gooey:
Whaddya mean? He took it, he stole it?
Howard Ratner:
He didn't steal it, he got carried away. He thinks it has magic powers.
Noah:
Magic powers?
[Gooey laughs heartily]
Howard Ratner:
Yeah.
Gooey:
No.
Howard Ratner:
Well look. Look at him tonight, without it. He didn't have it tonight, look how fuckin' bad he played. He s- - He wants to own it. So, I tell him come to the auction, fuckin' make a bid for it, like everyone else.
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