The pups have grown fangs gentlemen.
What you gonna do?
What would you do John?
Kill the p***k.
I am under indictment. The feds are up my a**.
Then take leave. Retire or something.
What? All my money is tied up in the land
I beg your pardon.
You have no move Mr. Thompson, you do nothing.
He’s under attack Arnold.
All the more reason for patience.
I have made my living Mr. Thompson and large part as a gambler.
Some days I make 20 bets. Some days I make none.
There are weeks, sometime months in fact when I don’t make a bet at all because there simply is no play.
So I wait. Plan. Marshal my resources.
And when I finally see an opportunity,
and there is a bet to make.
I bet it all.