Mr. Lucky was an honest professional gambler who had won a plush floating casino, the ship Fortuna, and used it as his base of operations. Staying beyond the three-mile limit, where he ...
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Honest gamblers Joe Adams (alias Mr. Lucky) and Andamo arrive in the Port of Los Angeles on a freighter as crewmen-broke but cheerful.They meet up with a notorious conman,help save his life and end ...
An armed robbery of the Fortuna II curiously includes the taking of personal checks which were used to pay off gambling losses. This oddity leads Mr. Lucky and Andamo to the true reason for the crime...
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Michael B. Silver,
Mr. Lucky was an honest professional gambler who had won a plush floating casino, the ship Fortuna, and used it as his base of operations. Staying beyond the three-mile limit, where he could operate a gambling ship legally, Mr. Lucky played host to a wide variety of people, all of whom came to make use of his luxurious facility. Helping him run the casino, is his good friend Andamo.
I was nine-years old (and living in New York) when this show premiered, and it quickly became my favorite series. Friday nights meant "77-Sunset-Strip" and then staying up to watch "Mr. Lucky" with a big bottle of Coke and a bag of Fritos. I can still remember the car he drove -- a black 1959 Chrysler Imperial. To me, Mr. Lucky was the epitome of "class."
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