Hank: You gonna tell me how luck works now?
Billy: I'm just saying, I had nothing to do with that horse winning.
Hawk: Are you kidding me? You had everything to do with it. I mean some people are just born lucky and you're one of 'em. I mean, look at the goddess who's agreed to share your bed. That's pure luck. And a head for numbers. You've got a deadly combination kid. I mean you could calculate odds in your head before you could read. See I remember your first-grade teacher.
Billy: Miss Romansky. God, I had the hots for her.
Hank: You're a Crawford. She was so impressed with my little math prodigy. See I didn't tell her it was thanks to the ponies.