And the winners are:
Mr. Buck - George Clooney (35%)
George - George Burns (61%)
Gracie - Gracie Allen (58%)
Thank you for voting!
INT. BLACK JACK TABLE. CASINO - NIGHT
A dashing MAN, cool, calm and collected, gambles and wins thousands of dollars. A crowd of SPECTATORS agape, surround him. A stunning WOMAN stands beside him, her hand resting on his shoulder.
A COCKTAIL WAITRESS appears.
A drink, sir?
(without looking up)
A martini...shaken, not stirred.
She nods, disappears passed the crowds. A SENIOR COUPLE appears, breaking the wall of spectators to their surprise. The DEALER and Mr. Buck remain poker-faced.
I would love that chicken dinner special, George.
Five dollars just for tonight.
And you shall have it, Gracie.
The waitress returns.
Here you are, sir. A martini...shaken, not stirred.
Mr. Buck hands her a one-hundred dollar chip.
That sounds good.
(waving to the waitress)
Can I get one of those?
The waitress nods, disappears.
Good luck, George.
Thank ya, darlin.
Place your bets.
As George places his twenty dollar chip, Mr. Buck moves towers of chips worth thousands into the betting circle.
Look, George. Aren't the colors pretty?
The crowd GIGGLES; Mr. Buck sips his martini.
The dealer deals Mr. Buck a Jack of Hearts; George, a King of Clubs; and, himself, a hole card. He then deals Mr. Buck a Ten of Diamonds; George, an Ace of Spades; and, himself, a Nine of Hearts facing up. Mr. Buck's jaw drops as he glares at George.
The dealer reveals his hole card...an Eight of Spades.
21! Winner winner, chicken dinner!
As they pat George on the back, he looks perplexed.
You won, George! You won!
As the dealer pushes George's winning chips towards him, Mr. Buck clutches his martini glass so tight, it breaks. He then collapses forward onto the table.
I lost everything...my Maserati, my villa, my stocks.
Everything. Even my girl just left.
(his head buried in his hands)
What am I going to do?
Would a chicken dinner help?
FADE TO BLACK
**written by petra michelle**