LIGE.
Yeah, but you-all playin’ catch-up.
FRANK.
Gimme them cards … lemme deal some.
LIGE.
Frank, now you really got responsibility on you. They’s got one game on us.
FRANK.
Aw, man, I’m gonna deal ’em up a mess. This deal’s in the White House. (He shuffles and puts the cards down for WALTER to cut.) Cut ’em.
WALTER.
Nope, I never cut green timber. (FRANK deals and turns the card up.)
FRANK.
Hearts, boys. (He turns up an ace.)
LUM.
Aw, you snatched that ace, nigger.
WALTER.
Yeah, they done carried the cub to us, partner.
LIGE.
Oh, he didn’t do no such a thing. That ace was turned fair. We jus’ too hard for you … we eats our dinner out a the blacksmith shop.
WALTER.
Aw, you all cheatin’. You know it wasn’t fair.