As Ryder chews incredibly loudly on his pen, I start trying to remember if Will is wearing the exact same shirt as Matt Damon in Rounders, but decide it's one of Matt Damon's shirts from Good Will Hunting. And Ryder's accent sometimes sounds Russian, so...close enough for me. Somehow the bet isn't really going all the way around the table, and once Will puts in his cash Ryder immediately sees the bet. If this happened at our weekly poker game, my friend Chuy would have smacked that pen out of Ryder's mouth with a Coors Light can. "Krudski takes three," Ryder says as he leans in and deals out Will's cards. Poker Face starts grinning like crazy as he looks at his cards. Everyone else is just out of this game with their cards folded. I don't know. Will puts his cards down, even though they should have made another bet, and shows that he's got a straight to the jack. Ryder nods, throws his cards down and declares, "Lucky hand." As Will takes his money and does an "I rule" grin at Ryder, someone pats Will on the back. Ryder sighs.
Montage of Rounders memories. Will shuffles. He looks at Ryder. Shuffling. Close up on Ryder. Will's flush beats Ryder's pair of Jacks. Will laughs and takes more money. Pile of money. Ryder gets frustrated. Will has the Manson lamps on Ryder. Aren't there other people in this game? Card dealing. Ryder chews his pen and sizes Will up. Will looks at his cards. Overhead shot of the game as Ryder says, "Check." Will puts in two fifties. Ryder counts out one hundred dollars. Then he raises it one hundred. Will gives an eyebrow and a lip dip. He chuckles, and then puts a stack of bills on the table. He doesn't say how much it is, but it causes some terribly extreme close-ups of Will and Ryder looking at each other. Ryder puts a wad of folded cash on the top of the pile. Somebody whistles. Will calls. Everyone looks around for a second. Ryder says, "You do realize, if I win you owe me five hundred dollars." Will doesn't look at the pile of cash he has by his arm, and instead reaches down to the ground and picks up his laptop. He puts it in the pile. Everyone laughs. "That abacus?" Ryder smiles. I like him. Why wasn't he this cool in the last episode? Will says it's worth at least five hundred dollars. He then smiles and puts down his cards (which he isn't supposed to do, since he called). He's got "four cowboys" and the ace of diamonds. Ryder whistles. The sides of his grin go beyond the frame of the extreme close-up. "You're good, Krudski," he says. Will nods and squints. "But not that good," we all say in unison. Ryder puts down his cards. He's got a straight flush, nine to the king, diamonds. But some of the cards are covered up, and you really can't tell if he has the hand or not. Will looks crestfallen anyway, as the cronies laugh and Ryder starts picking up his winnings. "Don't cry, Sunshine," he says. "Get me five hoondred books, you can 'ave your compoo-ah back." Will gives another eye-squint for good measure. Ryder raises him a laugh.