Gladiator Page #2
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- Year:
- 1992
- 101 min
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Nobody's asking you to win!
Just get into the goddamn
ring with him!
You run out on this, keep on running.
Horn's gonna be chomping on your ass.
Same to you, dick-breath.
F*** you too!
Excuse me. Let me ask you something.
Can I join you?
It's a free country.
Would that were true, kid.
Would that were true.
The name is Jack. Pappy Jack.
And I can be the best goddamn pappy
you ever had.
I already got one.
Yeah. You threw
a hell of a punch out there.
Tell me. You fight? Box?
Golden Gloves. Over in Bridgeport.
Did you win?
Yeah. It was like five, six bouts.
You want something else?
Apple pie?
- Oh, no. Maybe later.
- How about you?
A little privacy, please.
Thank you. Thank you very much.
every Friday night.
Some smokers, nothing special...
...but there's a lot
of bucks involved.
You fight a few rounds,
I'll make it worth your while.
How much?
Oh, now we're talking.
Now we're doing business.
Seven hundred and fifty bucks.
You'd pay me $750
What is there, a f***ing echo in here?
Who do I fight?
But don't worry.
He's not a fatal disease in any way.
You got the antidote.
There's a lot of tough kids
around here.
You have the right...
...complexion.
Lost my white kid.
My back's on the wall.
- No, thanks.
- No, thanks?
How many dishes do you
have to wash for 750 bucks?
- About 30,528.
So what are you, an idiot?
I need 1250 bucks.
You negotiating with me?
That's what I need
to clear up a few debts.
I don't wanna hear any stories.
Do you wanna fight or don't you?
Don't get a hard-on! Are we
negotiating or aren't we?
I like you.
I like the way you handle yourself.
We're gonna do it your way.
Twelve hundred and fifty bucks.
Dad?
Tommy.
Tommy.
- Wake up. I got some great news.
- Hey, Dad.
You know that job I've been
telling you about?
I got it.
- Starting today I'm on the payroll.
- That's great.
Yeah, that's great.
Bad part is, I gotta be in Elgin at 10,
and then go on the road for a month.
A month?
Selling medical supplies.
I learn the territory, then they bring
me to work full-time in Chicago.
We can get out of this slum
and get our lives back together.
But the deal is, you're
gonna be alone for a month.
You think you can handle that?
- You sure?
- Yeah.
How's the new school?
It's okay.
What's wrong, Tommy?
These guys showed up.
One of them had a gun.
- Did they threaten you?
- No.
Come here, son. Sit down.
Listen, Tommy. You know...
I know I wasn't any help to you
when your mother died.
I was drinking a lot, I lost the job,
and I was dumb enough to think...
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