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86 under that kind of pressure. You do have twenty dollars, don't you? MR. JENKINS I don't know what you're laughing about, I always keep some money on me. (Pulls out change purse and puts twenty dollars on the table.) You get a little money in your pocket and get carried away. MR. PARKER It's your move. MR. JENKINS Start you off over here in this corner. MR. PARKER Give you that little ol' fellow there. MR. JENKINS I'll take him. MR. PARKER I'll take this one. MR. JENKINS I'll give you this man here. MR. PARKER I'll jump him -- so that you can have this one. MR. JENKINS I'll take him. MR. PARKER Give you this man here. MR. JENKINS All right. (He moves.) MR. PARKER I'll take this one. (Series of grunts and groans as they exchange men.) And I'll take these three. (Jumping MR. JENKIN'S men and laughing out loud.) Boom! Boom! Boom! (The game is now definitely in favor of MR. PARKER. MR. JENKINS is pondering over his situation. Relishing MR. JENKIN'S predicament:) 87 Study long, you study wrong. I'm afraid that's you, ol' buddy . . . I knew it, I knew it all the time -- I used to ask myself: I wonder how ol' Jenks would play if he really had some pressure on him? You remember how the Dodgers used to raise hell ever year until they met the Yankees in the World Series, and how under all that pressure they would crack up? (Laughs.) That pressure got him! MR. JENKINS Hush up, man. I'm trying to think! MR. PARKER I don't know what you could be thinking about, 'cause the rooster done came and wrote, skiddy biddy! MR. JENKINS (Finally makes a move.) There! MR. PARKER (In sing-song.) That's all -- that's all . . . (Makes another jump.) Boom! Just like you say, Bobby - "tear him up!" (Rears his head back in ecstatic laughter.) MR. JENKINS (Makes a move.) It's your move. MR. PARKER (His laughter trails off sickly as he realizes that the game is now going his opponent's way.) Well, I see. I guess that kinda changes the color of the game . . . Let me see now . . . MR. JENKINS (Getting his revenge.) Why don't you laugh some more? I like the way you laugh, Parker. MR. PARKER Shut up, Jenkins. I'm thinking! MR. JENKINS Thinking? Thinking for what? The game is over! (Now he is laughing hard. MR. PARKER ruefully makes his move.) Uh-uh! Lights out! (Still laughing, answers PARKER'S move.) Game time, and you know it! Take your jump! (MR. PARKER is forced to take his jump. JENKINS takes his opponent's last three men.) I told you about
