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Look what I found in his closet. It’s a silk shirt. Looks like some kind of costume. He said somebody at the club gave it to him. I wouldn’t wear that. Go, Carla, go. There you are, Mrs. Brody. Straight vodka on the rocks in a wine glass. Is there anything else you’d like me to get? A gun. Go! Well, I’ll check the snack bar to see if they have a gun, but you might have to settle for a club sandwich. Cute, Jeffrey, cute. This is my life… Being amused by a cabana boy. Ole! Curt, I give you the honor of working on the perfect body. And you can also work on this damn machine. What is that ? What? No way I weigh . Are they kidding? . You look good. I try to… I try to keep in shape. You know, Jeff, I… I’ve been watching your gin rummy game. Go on. Lay down. Stretch out. Lay down on my stomach? There you go. Yeah. You know, maybe someday you and me… we could sit on the same side of the table. Nah, never. The guys you play against are too good. They think they’re too good. That’s the secret. Jeffrey, my boy… God put certain people on this Earth to give you money. And your responsibility in life is to go out there and take it. Isn’t that right, Axel? See, Jeff, I know a lot more about you than you realize. I see a young fellow who was probably raised… by a good, solid family in Brooklyn. A hardworking father, like mine. I loved my father. He sold notions down in the garment district. And if he sold a lot of ,… he’d clear maybe $.. Really? I remember one time he was… you know, kind of discouraged. And he sat there, and he looked at me. Do you know what he said to me? “Phil, how many pounds of potatoes will I eat…” “before I die?” I don’t want to see that happen to you, Jeffrey. Make sure you come to see me when you’re ready, all right? I will. Come on. Over we go. On the front. Over here. Same spot. Get me in the front. Hi, Dad. Hi, Nikki. Look what the wind blew in. Hi, Ma. Anybody call? To what do we owe the pleasure? What brings you home? Oh, they closed the club early. The rain killed us, so… Jeffrey, do you want gravy on your potatoes? Dad. Did you have potatoes tonight? Oh, yes. Boiled. How many potatoes do you think you’ll eat before you die? Jeffrey, do you want potatoes or not? Oh, no, thank you, Mom. I’ll just have a little dessert. I ate dinner already. I got ice cream. Come on. Mom, how come you never make aspic? Aspic? You tell him when he comes back, all right? Jeffrey, can I see you a moment, please? Tell him now. I was at Columbia today, filling out my fall courses… Tell him faster. So I talked to a professor friend I know… and I got you another interview. For what? Admissions. Just because you’re on the list at Columbia… doesn’t mean you should give up. This interview could move you right up there. You still want to go to Columbia, don’t you, Jeffrey? I mean, you don’t want to go to Pratt. Thank you, Nikki, but I may not be needing college. Ok? You may not be needing college? What may you be needing? Dad, let’s face it. The best training for life is life. I’m thinking about going into sales. The cabana boy is going into sales. Look, money’s the name of the game… and if you can make it easy, make it easy. I know this guy. He sells only sports cars a month. It covers his whole nut. Jeffrey… See what I’m saying? You don’t really want to sell cars, do you? You want to go to college, right? Mom. Ma, believe me. College is overrated. Don’t let anybody tell you different. I know this guy. He made law review at Michigan. He’s lucky if he brings in grand a year. Now, you take this car salesman I know… that’s his bar bill at the club. What does this car salesman drink? Well, maybe I’m overstating it. The point I’m trying to make is it’s the businessmen… of this world that make the money. You know what I’m saying. No, I don’t. Who is this person? Who is this person? Phil Brody, the King. Now he knows kings. What the hell is he talking about? Phil Brody owns Brody Motors out in Rockaway. He’s probably the top mover of performance cars… on the whole East Coast. He says what he sees in me spells salesman.