James, who has simply burned his final bridge and now lacks each a job and a spouse, groups up with good friend Eoin on a for-hire mission to the racetrack on behalf of slippery raconteur Timmy Thomas. In a slipshod try at sleight of hand by a pair who wouldn’t know a successful hand in the event that they noticed one, the boys screw up royally, placing themselves beneath heavy obligation to a clutch of gangsters. There’s a unique approach when a daring woman with a smooth spot for the sound of Irish and the hots for dollars units her sights on James.
