Monsters (1988–1990): Season 1, Episode 9 - Pool Sharks - full transcript
[THEME MUSIC PLAYING]
[CRICKETS CHIRPING]
[FATHER SIGHS]
[EXCLAIMING IN ANNOYANCE]
[UTENSILS CLATTERING]
Honey, it's family hour,
there must be something on.
DAUGHTER:
Oh, wow, Candied Critters!
[FATHER EXCLAIMS]
Oh, great. It's Monsters,
our favorite show!
[MONSTROUS LAUGH]
[SHUSHING]
It's starting.
[MONSTROUS LAUGH]
[FATHER CHUCKLES]
[SENSUAL MUSIC PLAYING]
Try that one
in the corner
pocket, honey.
Here we go.
[SIGHS]
You're too distracting,
I could've made that
any other day in the week.
Here you go.
You're beautiful.
Too beautiful.
Set up another
one, sweetie.
Sure.
[SIGHS]
There's one born
every minute.
[DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING]
Score one for the man.
Come here, babe.
[SENSUAL MUSIC PLAYING]
Draught.
Comin' right up, sir.
Somebody die in here?
What?
You got a hearse
parked out front.
Oh, uh,
the guy back there
is an undertaker.
Drove up in
the meat wagon.
Funeral business
must be pretty good
around here, huh?
Oh, he's not from around here.
I've never seen him before.
What about the girl?
Never seen her before.
She came in about,
uh, ten minutes
after the mortician.
She's been playing
kiss and pay ever since.
She's something, huh?
Huh, huh.
If that ain't
drop dead
good lookin',
I don't know what is.
It's enough to make
your blood boil.
Barkeep...
Name's Cappy.
I wanna buy this
stiff as much whiskey
as he can drink.
So, when you pour,
pour it heavy
and put it on my tab.
Yes, sir.
Call me Gabe.
Yes, sir. Gabe.
You know,
Cappy, my man,
[SIGHS]
it's a weird thing.
When I look
back there,
I see a happy hour twofer
just waiting
to be ordered.
[CHUCKLES]
Hey, Gabe. Uh,
you religious
or something?
No.
Just cautious.
I'll, uh, bring
the drinks
right back there.
[SENSUAL MUSIC PLAYING]
[CHUCKLING]
You're beautiful,
I love it.
Another game, babe?
What do you say?
I'll rack 'em up.
I got the next set.
Um... match.
[LAUGHS]
I got the next one.
See, that's my
quarter right there.
That's the way
you line 'em up.
Right, Cap?
That's the way.
Drinks on
the house, folks.
Thanks.
Here you go,
sweet one.
Fellow, you
must be good luck.
So...
wanna give it a whirl?
I may not be
much competition,
but, uh,
frankly, you don't
look like you're in
the best of shape yourself.
You know what
I mean? [LAUGHS]
No offense, bud.
I'll play ya.
Great. Super.
We'll have fun.
LESTER: Twenty bucks
a rack.
GABE: Huh?
LESTER: Just to
make it interesting.
$20 a game.
Or were you
thinking of just
spending this quarter?
$20, huh?
Yeah, why not.
I mean, you know...
like you say,
without money,
pool's just a stick
and some balls.
That's what
I like about it.
[SENSUAL MUSIC PLAYING]
Oh, geez,
I'm sorry.
Here, let me
buy you another one.
Ah! Damn.
Ah.
Let me see.
No, it's nothing.
Really, it's just...
Come, let Natasha
fix it for you.
Well, it's just
a little cut.
I mean,
it's really nothing.
[SENSUAL MUSIC PLAYING]
Very sweet.
Like clover
blossom honey.
The, um...
cut's gone.
Thank you.
My pleasure.
[ALARM BEEPING]
Damn! I almost had it.
There's no such thing as
"almost" in pool.
It's two games to none.
That's 40 bucks.
If I had made that
last ball, I would've
won that game.
Yeah, but you didn't.
So let's have the $40.
All right,
here's your $40.
Wanna go again?
Not for $20 a game.
If you say $100,
I could find the time.
$100 a game?
What are you,
a hustler?
No, I'm just
an undertaker.
You got
the 100 bucks?
If not, I suggest
you take a hike.
'Cause I got other
things I wanna do.
Yeah, I got the $100.
Why stop there?
Why not play for $200?
Unless you can't afford $200.
I can afford it.
Rack 'em up, my dear.
This won't take long.
[INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC PLAYING]
Another?
A little short of cash.
You know that
hike you were
talkin' about?
I think it's time
you took it.
Let's get out of here.
I'm sorry, Lester.
I don't like hikes.
I'm prefer lounging.
So I think I'll stick
around the lounge awhile.
I'll see you around.
Libations all around.
Cappy, my man.
Little privacy,
if you please?
Yes, sir.
Mr. Gabe.
To you. The beautiful Natasha.
[ALARM BEEPS]
What, you on
a schedule
or something?
I have only one rule.
I insist on being
cozy in bed before
the sun comes up.
Otherwise
I'm quite flexible.
Sounds a long way
off, babe.
We got plenty of time.
Mister, you're
a charmer.
But I should be
mad at you, you know?
Yeah? Why is that?
You stole my mark.
Oh. [LAUGHS] Oh, yeah.
You had quite
a score going
before I showed up.
Sorry.
I let you steal him.
I had you made
as a hustler
the moment you
walked in that door.
So why'd you
let me take him?
Some things
are more important
than money.
Let's just say that
I have a weakness
for men with
steel-blue eyes.
Let me make it
up to you.
I'll play you
left-handed for $20.
[CHUCKLES]
See, there I go again.
Trying for the extra $20.
It's automatic with me.
I'll tell you what.
If you win, you
keep the $20.
If I win,
we'll figure out
a way to work it out.
[CHUCKLES]
What's so funny?
Don't hustle
a hustler, Gabe.
Just say
what's on your mind.
You wanna play pool
for my body.
For me.
Would you do
the same thing?
I mean,
would you be
willing to lay yourself
on the line as a bet?
A prize to be won?
To have done
to you whatever
the winner desires.
Under the right
circumstances,
yeah, I would.
Well, I like these
circumstances.
You're a charmer.
You're cute.
So...
I'll agree if you will.
No money
on the line,
just us.
You win, you get me.
And if I win,
I get you.
Straight pool.
We'll play to 50.
Sound like a fair bet?
More than fair.
You're holding back.
You're even better
than you let on.
The way I figured, babe,
a hustler can't really
complain about being hustled.
I'm glad you
feel that way.
Rack 'em up, sweetie?
[JAZZ MUSIC PLAYING]
You got the eye,
you got the stroke.
Where'd you learn?
Bar here,
pool hall there.
Where are you from?
Where you from, Gabe?
I'm from
Allentown, PA.
Ever been there?
Might've been.
I've been all over.
Ever heard
of a little bar
named Pinky's?
Nice little pool table
on the back,
right outside Allentown.
I really
wouldn't remember.
Well, you'd
remember Pinky's.
Curiosity killed
the cat, Gabe.
Why so many questions?
I heard a story
about something that
happened at Pinky's
about a month ago.
Beautiful woman
came in to play pool.
Guy she played
against disappeared.
Everybody in town
thought he ran off
with her.
Except his family.
They think different.
And what did they
think happened
to this man?
Something bad.
Something truly evil.
Well, that sounds
frightening, Gabe.
But how could a woman
just make a man disappear?
If that's not
exactly what
this man wanted?
Doesn't that seem
odd to you?
Seems unusual.
[ALARM BEEPS]
I have to go
powder my nose.
Will you be
a sweetie and
rack 'em up for me?
Sure.
It's 47-47, Gabe.
Let's make it challenging
and rack up only five.
You got it.
[DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING]
[FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING]
Can I get you a...
[NATASHA SHUSHES]
[MYSTERIOUS MUSIC PLAYING]
[GROWLS]
[HISSES]
[SQUEAKS]
[SIGHS] Tough break.
Nine ball
in that pocket.
Thirteen over there.
No way, can't be done.
That's what I used
to think until my brother
taught me how to do it.
Smart guy,
my brother.
Shoot the shot, Gabe.
His name was Bobby.
But, then again,
you know what
happened to Bobby.
How's that?
How would I know
about your brother?
I was telling you
about him before.
Don't you remember?
He was playing pool
at Pinky's bar,
outside Allentown.
And then he disappeared.
Did you ever lose
anybody you loved?
It hurts more than
anything else
in the world.
What a shot, huh?
Next ball wins it.
You're in trouble now.
Am I?
[SENSUAL MUSIC PLAYING]
[SIGHS]
Tough one.
[HISSES]
Take that thing off.
Move over there.
[ALARM BEEPS]
[CLEARS THROAT]
Um... it... it's
6:00 a.m, Countess.
Your bed is all
made up and time
is getting short.
We're almost finished,
Lester. A moment more.
Yes, Countess.
[NATASHA GROWLING]
I remember
Pinky's bar, Gabe.
Bobby was
a nice-looking boy.
Good pool player.
And in the end,
a divinely
sumptuous treat.
But you, Gabe,
you know who I am
and still risked
coming here.
I've been tracking you
for a month.
A town here,
a town there,
I find another
missing person.
Always last seen
playing pool with
a beautiful woman.
That's too many
deaths, Natasha.
Poor Gabe.
You thought
you could beat me?
You never had a chance.
[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING]
Game's over.
Fifty points even.
Time to pay
the bet, Gabe.
[BREATHES HEAVILY]
[GRUNTS]
Relax, Gabe.
It'll feel nice.
49-49.
It's my shot.
Countess, it's late.
I'm aware of the time.
Game's not over.
[EXHALES]
[PANTS]
[SKIN SIZZLING]
[GASPS]
[GROWLS]
So we have
a smart guy.
Well, smart guys
don't cut it with me,
Gabe.
It could've been
blissful for you.
But now it'll be more
painful than you can
possibly imagine.
Tell me, Natasha.
Why pool?
Why not take your kill
clean and straight,
like other animals?
We need an invitation.
Our prey must
invite us to take them.
That's the bet.
Besides,
I find it
stimulating.
The panic a mark
feels the moment
he realizes
just what it is
he's lost.
It drives me crazy.
Yeah, like a shark
with the smell
of blood in the water.
Well, I still got
the eight ball,
right here.
You won't make
the shot, Gabe.
Not even with your
super dandy pool cue.
This game was over
before it began.
[SENSUAL MUSIC PLAYING]
This game's
not over yet, babe.
You're good, Gabe.
You're the best
I've ever seen.
Fifty points.
It's over.
I'm yours, Gabe.
Have you ever
made love
to a vampire?
Time to pay
the bet, Natasha.
[GASPS]
This one's for Bobby.
[SCREAMS IN PAIN]
[DOOR CLOSES]
[JAZZ MUSIC PLAYING]
[THEME MUSIC PLAYING]
[CRICKETS CHIRPING]
[FATHER SIGHS]
[EXCLAIMING IN ANNOYANCE]
[UTENSILS CLATTERING]
Honey, it's family hour,
there must be something on.
DAUGHTER:
Oh, wow, Candied Critters!
[FATHER EXCLAIMS]
Oh, great. It's Monsters,
our favorite show!
[MONSTROUS LAUGH]
[SHUSHING]
It's starting.
[MONSTROUS LAUGH]
[FATHER CHUCKLES]
[SENSUAL MUSIC PLAYING]
Try that one
in the corner
pocket, honey.
Here we go.
[SIGHS]
You're too distracting,
I could've made that
any other day in the week.
Here you go.
You're beautiful.
Too beautiful.
Set up another
one, sweetie.
Sure.
[SIGHS]
There's one born
every minute.
[DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING]
Score one for the man.
Come here, babe.
[SENSUAL MUSIC PLAYING]
Draught.
Comin' right up, sir.
Somebody die in here?
What?
You got a hearse
parked out front.
Oh, uh,
the guy back there
is an undertaker.
Drove up in
the meat wagon.
Funeral business
must be pretty good
around here, huh?
Oh, he's not from around here.
I've never seen him before.
What about the girl?
Never seen her before.
She came in about,
uh, ten minutes
after the mortician.
She's been playing
kiss and pay ever since.
She's something, huh?
Huh, huh.
If that ain't
drop dead
good lookin',
I don't know what is.
It's enough to make
your blood boil.
Barkeep...
Name's Cappy.
I wanna buy this
stiff as much whiskey
as he can drink.
So, when you pour,
pour it heavy
and put it on my tab.
Yes, sir.
Call me Gabe.
Yes, sir. Gabe.
You know,
Cappy, my man,
[SIGHS]
it's a weird thing.
When I look
back there,
I see a happy hour twofer
just waiting
to be ordered.
[CHUCKLES]
Hey, Gabe. Uh,
you religious
or something?
No.
Just cautious.
I'll, uh, bring
the drinks
right back there.
[SENSUAL MUSIC PLAYING]
[CHUCKLING]
You're beautiful,
I love it.
Another game, babe?
What do you say?
I'll rack 'em up.
I got the next set.
Um... match.
[LAUGHS]
I got the next one.
See, that's my
quarter right there.
That's the way
you line 'em up.
Right, Cap?
That's the way.
Drinks on
the house, folks.
Thanks.
Here you go,
sweet one.
Fellow, you
must be good luck.
So...
wanna give it a whirl?
I may not be
much competition,
but, uh,
frankly, you don't
look like you're in
the best of shape yourself.
You know what
I mean? [LAUGHS]
No offense, bud.
I'll play ya.
Great. Super.
We'll have fun.
LESTER: Twenty bucks
a rack.
GABE: Huh?
LESTER: Just to
make it interesting.
$20 a game.
Or were you
thinking of just
spending this quarter?
$20, huh?
Yeah, why not.
I mean, you know...
like you say,
without money,
pool's just a stick
and some balls.
That's what
I like about it.
[SENSUAL MUSIC PLAYING]
Oh, geez,
I'm sorry.
Here, let me
buy you another one.
Ah! Damn.
Ah.
Let me see.
No, it's nothing.
Really, it's just...
Come, let Natasha
fix it for you.
Well, it's just
a little cut.
I mean,
it's really nothing.
[SENSUAL MUSIC PLAYING]
Very sweet.
Like clover
blossom honey.
The, um...
cut's gone.
Thank you.
My pleasure.
[ALARM BEEPING]
Damn! I almost had it.
There's no such thing as
"almost" in pool.
It's two games to none.
That's 40 bucks.
If I had made that
last ball, I would've
won that game.
Yeah, but you didn't.
So let's have the $40.
All right,
here's your $40.
Wanna go again?
Not for $20 a game.
If you say $100,
I could find the time.
$100 a game?
What are you,
a hustler?
No, I'm just
an undertaker.
You got
the 100 bucks?
If not, I suggest
you take a hike.
'Cause I got other
things I wanna do.
Yeah, I got the $100.
Why stop there?
Why not play for $200?
Unless you can't afford $200.
I can afford it.
Rack 'em up, my dear.
This won't take long.
[INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC PLAYING]
Another?
A little short of cash.
You know that
hike you were
talkin' about?
I think it's time
you took it.
Let's get out of here.
I'm sorry, Lester.
I don't like hikes.
I'm prefer lounging.
So I think I'll stick
around the lounge awhile.
I'll see you around.
Libations all around.
Cappy, my man.
Little privacy,
if you please?
Yes, sir.
Mr. Gabe.
To you. The beautiful Natasha.
[ALARM BEEPS]
What, you on
a schedule
or something?
I have only one rule.
I insist on being
cozy in bed before
the sun comes up.
Otherwise
I'm quite flexible.
Sounds a long way
off, babe.
We got plenty of time.
Mister, you're
a charmer.
But I should be
mad at you, you know?
Yeah? Why is that?
You stole my mark.
Oh. [LAUGHS] Oh, yeah.
You had quite
a score going
before I showed up.
Sorry.
I let you steal him.
I had you made
as a hustler
the moment you
walked in that door.
So why'd you
let me take him?
Some things
are more important
than money.
Let's just say that
I have a weakness
for men with
steel-blue eyes.
Let me make it
up to you.
I'll play you
left-handed for $20.
[CHUCKLES]
See, there I go again.
Trying for the extra $20.
It's automatic with me.
I'll tell you what.
If you win, you
keep the $20.
If I win,
we'll figure out
a way to work it out.
[CHUCKLES]
What's so funny?
Don't hustle
a hustler, Gabe.
Just say
what's on your mind.
You wanna play pool
for my body.
For me.
Would you do
the same thing?
I mean,
would you be
willing to lay yourself
on the line as a bet?
A prize to be won?
To have done
to you whatever
the winner desires.
Under the right
circumstances,
yeah, I would.
Well, I like these
circumstances.
You're a charmer.
You're cute.
So...
I'll agree if you will.
No money
on the line,
just us.
You win, you get me.
And if I win,
I get you.
Straight pool.
We'll play to 50.
Sound like a fair bet?
More than fair.
You're holding back.
You're even better
than you let on.
The way I figured, babe,
a hustler can't really
complain about being hustled.
I'm glad you
feel that way.
Rack 'em up, sweetie?
[JAZZ MUSIC PLAYING]
You got the eye,
you got the stroke.
Where'd you learn?
Bar here,
pool hall there.
Where are you from?
Where you from, Gabe?
I'm from
Allentown, PA.
Ever been there?
Might've been.
I've been all over.
Ever heard
of a little bar
named Pinky's?
Nice little pool table
on the back,
right outside Allentown.
I really
wouldn't remember.
Well, you'd
remember Pinky's.
Curiosity killed
the cat, Gabe.
Why so many questions?
I heard a story
about something that
happened at Pinky's
about a month ago.
Beautiful woman
came in to play pool.
Guy she played
against disappeared.
Everybody in town
thought he ran off
with her.
Except his family.
They think different.
And what did they
think happened
to this man?
Something bad.
Something truly evil.
Well, that sounds
frightening, Gabe.
But how could a woman
just make a man disappear?
If that's not
exactly what
this man wanted?
Doesn't that seem
odd to you?
Seems unusual.
[ALARM BEEPS]
I have to go
powder my nose.
Will you be
a sweetie and
rack 'em up for me?
Sure.
It's 47-47, Gabe.
Let's make it challenging
and rack up only five.
You got it.
[DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING]
[FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING]
Can I get you a...
[NATASHA SHUSHES]
[MYSTERIOUS MUSIC PLAYING]
[GROWLS]
[HISSES]
[SQUEAKS]
[SIGHS] Tough break.
Nine ball
in that pocket.
Thirteen over there.
No way, can't be done.
That's what I used
to think until my brother
taught me how to do it.
Smart guy,
my brother.
Shoot the shot, Gabe.
His name was Bobby.
But, then again,
you know what
happened to Bobby.
How's that?
How would I know
about your brother?
I was telling you
about him before.
Don't you remember?
He was playing pool
at Pinky's bar,
outside Allentown.
And then he disappeared.
Did you ever lose
anybody you loved?
It hurts more than
anything else
in the world.
What a shot, huh?
Next ball wins it.
You're in trouble now.
Am I?
[SENSUAL MUSIC PLAYING]
[SIGHS]
Tough one.
[HISSES]
Take that thing off.
Move over there.
[ALARM BEEPS]
[CLEARS THROAT]
Um... it... it's
6:00 a.m, Countess.
Your bed is all
made up and time
is getting short.
We're almost finished,
Lester. A moment more.
Yes, Countess.
[NATASHA GROWLING]
I remember
Pinky's bar, Gabe.
Bobby was
a nice-looking boy.
Good pool player.
And in the end,
a divinely
sumptuous treat.
But you, Gabe,
you know who I am
and still risked
coming here.
I've been tracking you
for a month.
A town here,
a town there,
I find another
missing person.
Always last seen
playing pool with
a beautiful woman.
That's too many
deaths, Natasha.
Poor Gabe.
You thought
you could beat me?
You never had a chance.
[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING]
Game's over.
Fifty points even.
Time to pay
the bet, Gabe.
[BREATHES HEAVILY]
[GRUNTS]
Relax, Gabe.
It'll feel nice.
49-49.
It's my shot.
Countess, it's late.
I'm aware of the time.
Game's not over.
[EXHALES]
[PANTS]
[SKIN SIZZLING]
[GASPS]
[GROWLS]
So we have
a smart guy.
Well, smart guys
don't cut it with me,
Gabe.
It could've been
blissful for you.
But now it'll be more
painful than you can
possibly imagine.
Tell me, Natasha.
Why pool?
Why not take your kill
clean and straight,
like other animals?
We need an invitation.
Our prey must
invite us to take them.
That's the bet.
Besides,
I find it
stimulating.
The panic a mark
feels the moment
he realizes
just what it is
he's lost.
It drives me crazy.
Yeah, like a shark
with the smell
of blood in the water.
Well, I still got
the eight ball,
right here.
You won't make
the shot, Gabe.
Not even with your
super dandy pool cue.
This game was over
before it began.
[SENSUAL MUSIC PLAYING]
This game's
not over yet, babe.
You're good, Gabe.
You're the best
I've ever seen.
Fifty points.
It's over.
I'm yours, Gabe.
Have you ever
made love
to a vampire?
Time to pay
the bet, Natasha.
[GASPS]
This one's for Bobby.
[SCREAMS IN PAIN]
[DOOR CLOSES]
[JAZZ MUSIC PLAYING]
[THEME MUSIC PLAYING]