Ann-Margret credited as playing...
Melba
- [Shooter's wife Melba is altering a jigsaw puzzle piece with a nail file]
- Shooter: Melba, why do you do that?
- Melba: So it'll fit, stupid.
- Shooter: No, I'm not talking about that. What I'm asking is... do you, uh, have to cheat at everything?
- Melba: At everything?
- Shooter: Yes. At... solitaire. I've yet to see you play one game of solitaire without cheating.
- Melba: So what?
- Shooter: Look, you're just cheating yourself, don't you understand? You'll be the loser, no one else but yourself!... You've ruined the puzzle, now, that doesn't go in there.
- [She forces the altered piece into place]
- Melba: Does now.
- Melba: Why don't you make us a drink. You know where it is. All that dust at the pit. I always feel so dirty after one of those things.
- Cincinnati Kid: Brings out the best in you, Melba.
- Pig: Can't live with them and can't live without them, huh, Kid?
- Cincinnati Kid: Yeah, that's right, Pig.
- Pig: Don't lose no sweat, Kid. Mine left me too.
- Melba: I wonder why.
- Christian: You'll never guess where we've just been.
- Cincinnati Kid: Stag movies?
- Christian: We went to Turkish baths and we had rubdowns and everything!
- Melba: Yeah. You should have been there.
- Christian: Yeah!
- Melba: [Cincinatti Kid slaps her butt] Ouch. You Bastard!
- Cincinnati Kid: Cheers baby.
- Melba: I hope you lose.
- Melba: You ever been to the - Turkish bath?
- Christian: Turkish baths? French movies? I don't know about you, Melba.
- Melba: Well, then, come on and find out. The Turkish bath leaves *nothin'* to the imagination.
- Christian: But I wouldn't know what to do in a Turkish bath.
- Melba: But that's what's so marvelous. You don't do anything. They do it to ya. Come on!
- Christian: They do it to ya?