Time Flies1944

Tommy:
[crooked gambling the Royal Court] The more you put down, the more you'll pick up. There is no hocus. There is no pocus. And no smoke or smell comes from the land but the bun goes round. Here it is. There it goes. Now watch it, folks. Watch it. Is it in heaven? Is it in hell? The dimmed elusive fall beneath the shell. Keep your peepers on the ball, folks. That's what you have to do. There is no jiggery. No pokery. Now, Your Majesty. Under which shell is the little ball hiding this time?