I never imagined myself as someone suited to a life of incarceration.
As a boy, I was afraid of confined spaces.
I feared elevators.
When I was old enough, I just wanted to get in the car
Roll the windows and drive, drive... drive wherever my eyes would take me.
I was an American kid.
Confinement of any kind was terrifying to me.
So, to my surprise, having been sentenced to ten years in prison,
I found I adjusted quite well.
Section Seven, full lockdown, 800 hours.
I liked the routine.
I liked the regimen.
Same activities, same time, every day.
The same toothbrush, the same clothes, same toilet.
Same stale sweat, stale smoke, stale bodies, stale cooking, stale farts.
The faces change but not much.
I found that I liked reading books.
I'd never read a book before-- not all the way through.
I found a life for myself that had been beyond my imagination.
It was in prison I learned to count cards.
What separates blackjack from other games is that it's based on dependent events,
Meaning past affects the probability in the future.
The house has a 1.5% advantage.
If a player knows the nature of the cards in the shoe, he can turn the house advantage to himself.
To do this, he has to keep track of every card that is played.
Count is based on a high/low system.
High cards-- ten, jack, queen, king-- have a value of minus-one.
If they are depleted, player's advantage goes down.
The low cards-- two, three, four, five, six-- have a value of plus-one.
The seven, eight and nine have no count value.
The player keeps track of every card and calculates the running count.
Then the player arrives at the true count, which is the running count divided by the decks remaining.
例如，如果运行次数是+ 9，而还剩下4副半牌，那么9比4副半牌的实际数是+ 2
For example, if the running count is plus-nine and there are four and a half decks remaining, nine over four and a half gives you a true count of plus-two.
As true count increases, the player's advantage increases.
The idea is to bet little when you don't have the advantage, more when you do.
Well, that's about enough for me.
Hey, man, good to see you. -Good playing with you.
How we doing?
Hi. How are you? - Good.
And would you like large bills?
That's one, two, three, four, five, six, seven and 50.
That's $750. -Thank you.
Have a good day. -You, too.
Good day to you, sir.
I'd like a... single, one night.
I'll pay now. I have cash.
$56. -All right.
Checkout's at noon.
Would you like some coffee?
How old is it?
I made it this morning.
Room 101. -Thank you.
Long time, no see. -Hey.
Not so long, Slippery Joe. -How you been?
No, they don't call me that no more.
Yeah? -What are they calling you?
Do you have a suggestion?
You here for the poker tournament?
Yeah. I like grand openings.
Reopenings. You know, I don't know why they bother.
Well, they're working things out.
Mistakes get made. It always happens.
They got a new high-stakes pai gow room.
Yeah, house odds 11%.
Yeah, and plenty of suckers.
I don't know. Those Asian gamblers are pretty crafty.
No, you j-just seem to think of them that way, you know.
What-what are you gonna play?
I'm gonna play a little blackjack.
Oh, you know, there's some great guys down here.
Downtown Brown... -Ah, I-I've met enough people.
No, you've got to meet 'em, man. So, anyway, so... All right, you know what? Let's just go to Washa Casino.
It's 15 minutes away.
We can sit in on the poker game.
Come on, Mr. B.
We're going. We're going.
You know what?
This has been dead to me.
You can... Kansas City's been a bust for me anyway.
It's like, ever since I... -Never played Kansas City.
Washa Casino-- where'd they get a name like that?
Well, where's all the Indian shit?
They're down to the final table.
World fucking tournament.
Kiss my balls.
What's your problem, Slip?
I ain't got no problem.
Look at this asshole, Mr. USA.
It's working for him.
Yeah, and he's working it for all it's worth.
He was born in the Ukraine.
You know he's got his own website?
I came all the way out here for this shit.
Where you on to next?
Uh, there's a law enforcement convention in Atlantic City.
Yeah, cops are always good.
They get a few drinks in 'em, they think nobody can touch 'em.
Shit. - I ever tell you about my brother Bobby from Pascagoula?
USA! USA! -USA!
The man never saw a day of service.
I'd like to run that red, white and blue flag straight through his mouth and out his asshole.
But you just told the story of his life.
USA! USA! USA! USA!
That's it, baby.
May I join you?
Be our guest.
I recognize you.
We've played before. -Yeah.
You know, I'm gonna let you two just... youngsters be.
I'm gonna go play some dice.