Fat City Page #3

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of any fighter I ever saw.

He would take a specimen,

and the piss in that bottle...

would be just as clean and as pure...

as fresh drinking water.

Take the wheel.

No, easy! Slow and easy.

That's it.

Go easy! Go easy!

Don't spin the wheels!

- Hold it.

- What are you saying?

- I can't hear you. What?

- Will you hold it, Faye?

I'm gonna look for some boards

to put under the wheels.

Hold it!

Move over.

Don't touch me.

I'm all muddy.

I don't care if you're muddy or not.

Put your arm around me.

Not while I'm driving in the rain.

I'm glad.

About what?

You know.

Not being a virgin anymore.

What?

Not that I'd feel any different.

It's just that I thought

I'd see the world through new eyes.

But I don't.

- You've never done it before?

- Certainly not.

You've done it lots of times,

I suppose.

Well, I'm going on 19, after all.

How was I compared to the other girls?

All right.

I mean, wonderful.

You were wonderful.

- Really?

- Yeah, wonderful.

I'll get better with practice.

Anybody would have thought you had

all the practice in the world.

- Hope you're not implying anything.

- No, I meant you were wonderful.

Will you call me tomorrow?

What for?

No reason.

Just want to hear

the sound of your voice.

Let's go, guys.

Let's go, Babe!

Monterey, here we come!

We got the winners tonight, Babe.

What do you think?

- Yeah, I think we got the winners.

- For sure winners.

- You know what I'd like to do someday?

- What?

Take these guys to England.

They really appreciate class over there.

When we turn these boys pro,

I'd really like to make that trip.

Nice house today.

Ernie, listen.

This guy can't fight.

You'll knock him out. How do you feel?

- Hardly wait to get in?

- I'll give it all I've got.

You may have to go the full three,

so don't punch yourself out.

- Don't lose your head.

- Pace myself.

Look, don't hang back.

It goes fast.

- Give it everything I got.

- Still you want to pace yourself.

Buford, your guy's been around.

Don't let him get a good shot at you.

He's a boozer. You know how these

soldiers are. He won't go the limit.

I don't care who he is,

'cause ain't nobody getting past me.

I'm gonna be the world's champ

by the time I'm 18.

- Ain't he 18 now?

- Sh*t, he's only 15.

- Can you fight if you're 15?

- Would you be quiet about that?

Buford's Golden Gloves champion.

He don't fit the rules.

Hope I didn't leave

my fight in the bedroom.

Don't tell Ruben, but I was

getting a little last night.

- Hope I'm in shape.

- I was too.

But that don't make no difference.

It don't matter if you're dead drunk.

You got two hands. You can beat

this dude. I don't care who he is.

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