Against the Ropes Page #2

Trust me, he's dead. And if I know

Sammy, he already wrote the obituary.

- See you, Gavin.

- See you.

Excuse me. Yeah.

Jacqueline.

I'd offer a seat, but I don't think

anyone would get up.

- Thirsty?

- Let me buy you a drink.

Bowie, hi.

Can I get a wine cooler

and whatever Gavin's drinking

whenever he's ready? On me.

- All right.

- Like that dress.

- The cleaner's shrunk it.

- I'll send a thank-you note.

Did you get that fax on Needles'

demos? They're good.

Put him on your show. He's exactly

what your advertisers want.

- Do we have to do this now?

- Do what, talk?

We're not talking.

You're negotiating. Stop it.

Listen, if I was a man trying

to close a deal, you wouldn't say that.

Oh, please.

Don't throw sex in my face.

- Unless you mean it.

- You see how you are?

I can't have a regular

conversation with you.

You're afraid to have

a regular conversation with me.

Oh, right. You're Mr. Irresistible.

I wish.

Kallen!

Come here.

Come here!

I gotta go.

There it is.

For the pride of Puerto Rico.

Promise me you'll wear

this for the championship bout.

Promise me you'll wear

this for the championship bout.

- Here we go.

- Oh, yeah!

Kallen. Good. J. Lo's coming

to the Coliseum next month.

I want me and Pedro

front and center.

- Front and center? Consider it done.

- Done and done.

- Hey, shouldn't you have that on ice?

- What are you, a doctor?

No, the doctors are busy

stitching up Greene.

Unprofessional p*ssy

didn't even bother

to give the fans

a decent fight, nothing.

Screw him. He's a Polaroid.

He's out of the picture.

Pedro, I'm a man who hates defeat,

but I'm not too proud

to be candid.

You won because you worked

and Greene didn't.

He's a lazy-ass fighter,

and lazy-ass always loses.

That's a fact.

Right, half-pint?

Well, I'm...

I'm not sure why Devon lost.

Maybe he just felt

insecure about his corner.

You know, boxing is a team sport.

If a boxer doesn't feel

support in his corner,

sometimes it comes out

in the ring.

Listen to the Barbie doll

with the glass balls.

What do you know about support?

What do you know about boxing?

Executive assistant.

You wipe Irv Abel's ass for a living.

I cover Irv Abel's ass for a living.

And I know as much

about boxing as either of you.

What's that mean?

- Nothing. Forget it.

- Forget it?

You talk like you think

you can do what I do.

What's the point in thinking that?

I don't have a boxer.

Do you think

you can do what I do?

- Possibly, if given a chance.

- A chance? That's all you need?

- Yeah, probably.

- Greene's contract. It's yours.

- Sure it is.

- Hey! You don't want it?

- I can't afford it.

- You can't afford it. I'll make it easy.

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