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My name is Doyle.

Lord Doyle.

I'm a high road slippery slope.

A gambler with a pair of lucky gloves.

saved from the sea.

But I no longer believe in miracles.

And in a few days my life, as I know it,
will be over.

Well, I'm happy to go now, miss.

Not playing help tonight, Lothar?

Ah, not tonight, Kai. I practically bled
the plate dry.

If I win any more money from the Royale,
they'll be paying you in rent.

Order me a car, would you?

Must I say apologies, Lothar?

But I'm told the hotel maintains all
type tonight.

Awesome.

Shall I call you a taxi?

Well, never mind if it doesn't seem to
work.

You might...

All I need is one big window.

Throw it, it'll see to me.

Try the Rainbow Casino, sir.

You might get credit there.

Lord Doyle!

The full balance of 352 ,000 Hong Kong
dollars and 54 cents must be paid by

noon. on tuesday or i'll be forced to
know

In Macau, I am a guailo.

A foreign ghost.

Loathe in invisibility.

Here, I barely exist.

Here. I can be whoever I want to be.

card games on the planet.

Millions can be won or lost in a single
bet.

And with a mere .9 advance to the
casino, the Prince of Card Games can

your life in an instant.

The rules are simple.

Two cards are dealt face down to the
player with the highest wager.

Highest hand wins.

Cards two to nine score face value.

Tens and picture cards score nothing.

Highest score is nine.

Welcome to the Rainbow. May I interest
you in a glass of champagne, sir? You

speak good Chinese.

I smoke Chinese cigarettes, too. Kind of
kill.

My name's Delmy.

Really? Lord Doyle.

An honor to meet you, Lord Doyle.

Have you played Baccarat before?

Lots of play.

Let's see. Let's see. Let's see.

Let's see.

Let's see.

That's why I love it. Nothing like it in
the universe.

Grandma welcomes you.

Surely a lord has deep pockets.

Only millionaires play in love.

Don't need billions to be grandma.

Billions of dollars are no sense.

I like a run -out.

Not if the spirit world is with her.
Spirit world, my arse. The only thing on

grandma's side is her husband's wallet.
Twenty thousand.

Thirty. Thirty -five.

Fifty.

I'm sure I'll win.

Four points.

Six points. Nine points.

She can do it. She can do it.

She can do it.

Credit? $20 ,000 U .S. at 15 % plus
commission.

$50 ,000 at $10 ,000.

$25 ,000 at $10 ,000. You're done.

What did she say?

She says you're a bad gambler.

Well, then, for the more reason to open
me up and a credit.

Is there a problem?

No.

Your bar bill.

Settle out first, and we'll take care of
the credit line.

Actually,

you know, why don't you order another
bottle of bubbly, and I'll come back

the men's room and scan her a knife.

You waiting?

I'm going to come back.

Are you stupid?

I'm scared.

And some of the police officers are also
working on it.

I hope that this case will be a good
example for the public.

Why are you the host?

I'm sorry.

It's you!

Where are you going?

Give me 300 US for the champagne.

Don't have it on me, sorry.

No, I think I'm good.

I'd like to make it up to you.

How does, how does dinner end up?

You know, we could, we could cut some
race.

I hate guests.

I'm standing in this statistical
ballpark.

But it's possible I keep on losing, but
probability says I have to start

winning. Probability won't save you.

Well, it's not what I think.

There's statistical improbability.

So there's a mysterious guest.

Look, I've made my way into this mess
with the right backing. I can take my

out.

I've had a lot of bad luck.

I'm proud of all of you, and I'm proud
of you.

Well, that's enough.

I'm going to go say goodbye.

It's not your fault.

If a man wants to chuck himself off a
building, that's his prerogative.

A permanent solution to a temporary
problem, I think.

I thought you were very distinguished
when I first saw you in the casino with

your yellow gloves.

I've never seen anyone wear gloves in a
casino before.

I will always find it.

And they're my good luck gloves.

But you have bad luck.

I have a proposition.

I propose a mutually beneficial... I'm
not interested.

Just hear me out, at least. No. I'll
give you half of everything. No, you

me. No more credit. Not to you or anyone
else. I've given up.

On what?

Life?

Trust me, I've been close to trying to
tell myself.

More than once.

My guess is he owed money, which means
you owe money.

It's none of my business, though.
Whatever predicament you're in, there

better ways out of it than killing
yourself.

Or lending money to another addict?

Don't sound so high and mighty.

If you were a broker at a high -end
casino, you'd be making straight

but you're not.

You make your money from dodgy lines of
credit and illegal side bets.

If you want me to leave, I leave. You
can go ahead and top yourself.

But please, don't pretend you're
superior to me.

I may be quite low, but I still have a
soul.

As far as I can see, no more loss than
yours.

I've refused him credit.

I should have told him no, but I didn't.

What was his name?

I've known so many.

You're all the same.

I'm not.

No one makes me any different, apart
from being a lord.

My lucky gloves.

Evo Rose Vinus?

Yes.

It's the festival of the hungry ghosts.

In a week, it will be Ghost Day.

That's when people burn offerings to the
dead.

I have to leave here.

Try to follow me.

I was hoping you might stick around a
while.

I'm about to win big.

And when I do, I won't just pay my debts
off, I'll pay yours too.

Seriously. Live that.

And when this comes to an end, I'm going
to forget you.

That's a promise.

And the Lord never goes back on his
word.

you

Lord Doyle.

I'm sorry.

You can call me Freddy.

Oh, thanks.

First time to Macau?

I thought I'd say it was your first trip
to Macau. Yes.

You? No, I'd come and go.

Oh, that sounds exciting.

I don't mean to be forced, but it would
be great for me to delete that photo.

What? Yeah, the one you just took me
now, the lift. Oh, the selfie?

Yes, with me in it.

Oh, no. I had no idea.

I hate to ask. It's just my privacy
means... It means rather a lot to me.

Why?

Why?

I mean, you're not on the run, are you?

No. No, no, no.

There's no great mystery to it. It's
simply that every genuine high roller

values discretion.

Yeah, discretion is our code. Oh, it is,
it is. It is, actually.

Because, actually, you look, I mean, if
I were to say, like a bit of a

show -off for someone on the lam.

You didn't tell me your name.

Betty. Betty who?

Grayson.

Who are you? What do you want?

Oh, you know exactly what I want. What,
money?

Justice. Justice?

All right.

You lend me $500. You can have all the
fucking justice you want.

Lord Doyle, you're such a card. You want
my photo. It's giving you terms.

Terms? Yeah, terms. Why not? You fucked
up on the list. I caught you red -handed

and you tried to give me the slip.

Right now you're sweating out. You're
buying your time playing the lonely

English horse on a package tour of
China.

You're hoping that I'll be stupid enough
to let you have another crack at me

with your camera so you can email my
photos back to whatever haughty little

private investigative firm sent you here
in the first place to do whatever the

fuck you came here to do.

Which is probably to threaten me.

The thing is, you don't allow
photography in a casino.

Right? So you won't get another photo
and that makes it down well. Pay me for

it. So come on, Betty. Get off your high
horse.

Work it over.

I want 500.

Deal that now.

It's time for your last penny, are you?

It's arriving.

I've beaten better men than you at this
game.

Give me my handbag.

Can we look at the hands of my phone?

What's the phone number?

Give me the phone number. What do you
want?

That photo.

We have an agreement.

I've set his waterfalls on 500.

My only hope is to sit back, relax, and
marvel at intelligence at 10 grand.

Watch and learn.

Ready.

This is to leave me alone.

Have we made a deal?

Look, I'm offering you the forgiveness
of 10 ,000 US dollars. Just take it.

I can't.

Of course you can.

I can't afford not to. I mean, this is
10 ,000. Everything you always wanted is

a Caribbean holiday, new kitchen, decent
clothes.

You never were going to give me back my
phone, were you?

That's much better.

Not everybody is like you.

Wait, look.

I've made some mistakes in the past,
right? Who hasn't? But the point is,

I'm trying to make a new start.

Whatever you might think of me, I'm not
a criminal.

You stole a considerable sum of money
from a client.

And the fact that you quite evidently
have a gambling problem is not an

I do not have a gambling problem.

But how about dinner and a dance?

You know? Maybe we can come to some
arrangements.

I beg your pardon?

I'm asking you to dance, Betty.

How dare you?

I never let the whole bugger off.

Well, at least take the 500 I owe you.

Keep it.

You'll only blow it all on the next
round of baccarat.

running out of puffs.

I may be out of puffs, but I still have
my balls.

Yeah, right.

Don't belong.

She'll be getting out.

What are you doing?

Mr.

Reilly, so as you've clearly worked out,
Strick and Garland are

a wealth management firm based in the
UK.

Not content to leave matters in the
hands of the police, they have hired my

firm, Huntsworth Investigations, to
locate a Mr. Riley in connection with

theft of £957 ,000 sterling from a
client account in the UK.

Vivian. Live.

Hi, Betty.

The trail went cold in Manila. Did it?

It's exciting.

No more games, Mr. Riley.

This just came in.

What's that?

You know perfectly well what it is. It
is a copy of a recently released death

certificate. You know that. God, it's
yours.

Or before me. It was procured from a
Filipino official in Manila a few weeks

for cash.

I see. So I look like this dead fella.

Mr... Riley.

Riley.

I've been authorized to propose to you a
deal.

Either the stolen money is deposited
back in Strickland Garland's account

24 hours, or I will have you deported to
the UK to face charges.

Deported? I have my votes drawn.

After the background checks are
complete, London will forward your files

police. I'll let you cooperate.

You have 24 hours.

Do you like your job?

All that hard work and nothing to show
from but cheap shoes and a miserable

state pension.

It's not much of a life, is it?

You stole that money from a helpless old
woman. No, a stinking rich old woman,

right? Selfish and self -centered beyond
belief. Who trusted you to manage her

portfolio.

If you will forgive me for saying so,
Mr. Lightning, what I see is a criminal

through and through.

And worse, a man whose childish pride
has set him way beyond any redemption.

Really? Is that what you see, yeah? Your
Lord Doyle routine?

It's pathetic.

It's shabby and it's amateurish.

Doyle? It's not even a posh name.

You couldn't even get that right.

You have till tomorrow, midday.

Have a drink, man. You'll go to your
seat.

I have to get out of Macau.

There's a boat to Hong Kong in three
hours.

There's always time for a stop.

You owe me eight grand. I haven't got
time to argue with you.

What's happening? No!

All right, all right.

Here.

It's only two grand. Well, that's all
I've got.

How'd you pay for the girls?

They're on credit.

I've got to say, I'll calm you down and
I'll stand you a drink.

I need water.

Oh, come on.

How about dinner in advance?

We could come to some arrangement.

It's my line, you bastard. Don't fucking
play me, Adrian.

God, man, relax.

You look dreadful.

If you feel better, I'll offer a good
meal and a few glasses of decent duro.

I'll pay.

Come on.

That's all right.

Or me.

What's wrong with you?

You're not ill, are you?

You're never tough enough for this game,
Riley.

You've underestimated the savagery of
the English upper classes.

Generations of murder and intrigue lie
behind our stately homes.

And a really expensive public school
firms up the jeans by training us to be

absolute bastards.

What did you just say?

I'm sorry?

Riley. You just called me Riley.

How did you know my name?

It was you.

You told Holmeswork Investigations where
to find me, didn't you?

You're fucking sick, Stormy.

Yeah, I had to throw her a bone, I'm
afraid.

Are you?

Did she offer you money?

Amnesty.

Got my own tracks to cover, old chap.

Be grateful I'm not blackmailing you
myself.

There's a phrase in Chinese.

Dead to shame.

I'm dead to shame, Riley.

You should try it.

I'm sure it's really you.

Deep down, you're just the nice, working
-class Irish boy.

In way over his head.

What will you do?

Well, for God's sake, don't do anything
rash.

We've all thought about it.

Suicide.

Even me, believe it or not.

You've heard the one about the gambler
who wakes up in the afterlife, comes

through in a sumptuous casino, champagne
on ice, girls everywhere, wins every

single hand, one after the other after
the other, he can't lose.

Eventually he turns to the player next
to him and says, I didn't think I was

going to make it happen.

I thought I was destined for the other
place.

And the player next to him looks at him
and says, This is the other place.

Oh, cheer up.

Winning will kill you a damn sight
quicker than losing.

Oh, you've cleared me out, old chap.

Dinner's on you, I was waiting.

Would you like a bill, sir?

Uh, caviar, please.

Please.

Of course, sir.

Time is up. Excuse me.

Would you like to settle up, sir?

Not yet.

I'd like a vodka martini with a dash of
Angostura.

Just one dash.

Well, sir, you would need to settle up
before ordering another drink.

Would I?

Yes, sir.

How about you bring me the vodka, and
I'll settle up then.

I don't think we can do that, sir. Why
not?

I'm very sorry, sir.

I see.

Are you okay, sir?

You take cards.

Yes.

Tell me it's you.

I thought... I thought I'd never see you
again.

Is this what a lord would do?

Perhaps if he was a lord who forgot his
wallet.

Or doesn't like to pay for such trivial
things as bar bills.

I must have left my money in the town.

That's silly of you.

Well, I do that sometimes.

Do you? Yeah.

I'm forgetful.

It's a trait of mine.

I see.

What are you doing here?

What are the chances?

It's my chance.

Yes, I told you.

It was the acting, Adam.

Hi. Hey.

How did I get here?

I brought you here from Earthen Care.

Just left for two days.

What day is it?

Thursday.

Fuck, I have to go.

Go where?

Back to Macau. I'm two days late. If I
don't pay up, they'll arrest me.

If you go back now, you will die.

What do you mean, die?

Damn thing almost killed you. I told you
it would, but you didn't listen.

Oh, I'm not dead yet, are I?

If you carry on, you will be.

Good chance of a dry martini.

It's hereditary.

What is?

The, um, dental...

gambling, having dimensions, and out of
the drinking I am. I inherited them from

a long line of men and my father.

And you inherited your yellow gloves
from your ancestors too?

I noticed they were made in China, not
February.

What is this?

Is this your number?

It's a test.

What kind of test?

You'll see.

What are

you

running away from?

I stole a lot of money

from a rich old lady.

I think I'm a liar, a thief, a fraud.

I've never admitted that before.

What's so bad just for once?

I feel shame.

Okay.

My turn.

Why are you trying to help me?

In the village where I grew up,

girls were considered bad luck.

So as soon as I was old enough, I stole
money from my parents

so I could run away and live a better
life.

And a week later, my father died.

of a broken heart.

I worked and worked, and every day I put
aside some

money.

I thought, if I saved enough money to
change my mother's life forever,

she'd forgive me.

Have you heard of the Buddhist tale?

Correct.

The realm of the hungry ghosts is for
people driven by greed.

They have huge mouths and thin necks.

And no matter how much they eat or
drink, they will never be satisfied.

Do you think that's where we're at?

It's not good.

Amen.

Okay.

Big, big, big, big.

Lord Doyle.

I'm Mr. Dead -Eyes, Lord Doyle. I do
apologize.

By four days.

As to pay, it's my friend.

I regret to inform you of the thing.

Four there.

$353 ,000 Hong Kong dollars. You can
keep the change.

Go on. Cancel.

Send up a bucket of champagne, sir. I
must apologize if there's anything... In

that case, make it a Dom Perignon.

1990. Thank you.

Are you aware of a statistical
improbability of seven nines in the

I'm in the order of chopping ahead after
five feet ahead.

Still 50 -50 up.

Seven nines is absolutely unheard of. I
can't help it if I'm lucky.

It's not luck.

And I regret to say we have the evidence
to prove it, Lord Doyle.

You're accusing me of cheating.

One of my team was watching your
surveillance videos.

And he swore he saw a figure standing
behind you.

A figure? Hmm.

He swore he saw it, and many of his
colleagues believed him.

What on earth are you talking about?

Haven't always said that. You have a
goat at that, don't you?

Oh.

What? It has been known to happen.

I'm asking you not to play again at the
casino.

I'd like to see that video.

I'm afraid that won't be possible.

You're telling me a ghost story, Alfred.
My associates are superstitious and so

are my staff.

I'm sorry. That's the way it is.

My organization's position is clear.

You are no longer welcome here.

Then I shall take my person elsewhere.

Or anywhere else in Macau.

Thank you, Pop.

Every casino in Macau has been issued
with your name and photograph and

instructed to alert the police.

Cross the line, you'll be arrested.

We both know what this is.

You can't handle a winner.

I'm feeling like a clown.

You finally get to shame, Riley.

I need one more hand.

Look, I'm offering you over 8 million
Hong Kong dollars on a single hand of

Baccarat. And don't seriously tell me
you're going to turn that down.

If I lose, the truth of the ghost, if I
win, I'll leave Macau forever.

Either way, you're better off.

You have to let me play.

All of it.

Bloody hell are you playing?

You were supposed to try and throw that
stroller on me four days ago. Don't look

at me.

Don't look at me.

You're winning streaks over bloody
social media. I'll cut you all the slack

can. I'm calling the police.

Now, if you call the cops now, you won't
get what you need.

Hey, just give me one more.

I swore to pay back all of my debts.

And the Lord never goes back on his
word.

Oh, God, you little crap. Just give me
all you've got.

Please, listen to me.

We both grew up on gray and rainy
island.

And I almost wasn't enough to go around.

You know, we've... You know, we ate our
fill of lumpy mashed potatoes and we've

both lived out our share of dull
suburban days.

We've made wildly different choices in
life, yes.

Quite different choices as well as both
at this exact moment.

What are you talking about?

We have the power to... We have the
power to change each other's destinies.

You're not drunk, are you?

I'm about to win more money on the thing
I had to back her out than any human

being on the face of the planet has ever
won before.

Now what you choose to do with that
money, you know, stricken garland,

that's up to you.

I'm gonna play with you.

I'll see you in the bar.

I beg your pardon?

I'm asking you to dance.

There's a gentleman who wishes to play
against you. His name is Prince Lorenzo

de Firenze. He's flown from Monte Carlo.

We have captured him.

Lord Doyle.

Your Highness.

They say you are lucky.

Everyone's lucky once. This man has
wisdom.

Are you lucky enough to take everything
on a single hand?

I expect nothing less.

Then I match your best.

2 and a 9.

Medulo 10. And if 4 over 10 drops 10,
Doyle scores 1, earning him the right to

another card.

Remember to prevent this going seven.

Now I ask what you intend to do with the
money?

I'm supposed to pay back my debts.

Do you believe in miracles?

I do now.

£957 ,000, darling.

In Hong Kong dollars and ten ends for
any exchange rates.

What's the catch?

There isn't one.

Do not screw me, Riley.

Jump down me.

Whatever bullshit you're planning,
whatever scam, whatever sales patter, do

not screw me.

There's an extra 50 grand on top for
you. It's not a payoff.

It's a present.

Live more.

Riley?

Yeah?

How about that dance?

You did it, won't you?

Thanks, guys.

I told you all I needed was one big win.

I always knew you had it in you, sir.
You'll win it in a week.

Thank you.

Thank you, Mr. Holdoff.

Great work, later.

I've been waiting for you, Milord.

I knew you couldn't resist.

One final bet.

I didn't come here to play.

Nonsense. This is a casino.

Hey, how about a side bet?

Three cards, six?

You're not doing it.

Deadly.

Well, the three cards, six is out of a
hundred to one. If I win, you have to...

How you know me?

I have very deep pockets.

Walk in with five cases, walk out with
500.

Have a seat.

Robert.

Forever.

If you're not here to gamble, then what
are you doing here?

I'm here to see Dami.

Dami? She doesn't work here anymore.

Do you know where I can find her?

You can't.

She's dead.

She drowned herself.

The first night of the hungry goat by
the temple.

Oh, she can't have.

It's impossible.

We were together. I sat up for her till
morning.

I'm sorry. It's true.

They sent all her stuff back to China.

There wasn't even enough to pay for her
cremation.

Hey.

It's horrible.

I was with her, you know.

I was with her.

How about the side bed?

Everything on one hand?

No.

I don't have this money for her.

Thank you.

Thank you.