Savage Dog Page #3

Well, you know what?

This is your lucky day son, cos so do I.

Listen!

Is that your knees I hear knocking?

Go home!

If the idea is to have a fight,

there's your f***ing chance.

Martin!

That's enough!

You did your job!

- I told you I'm fine, OK?

- You're not fine.

- I'm fine!

- Turn your head.

Turn your head.

You're a big baby.

Now it makes sense.

We're closed, come back tonight.

My country,

my laws.

My revolver.

Martin and I are old friends.

Care if I sit down?

Not my call.

Thank you.

Isabelle, you better go. Come on.

Does she still believe

she's Steiner's daughter?

She is Steiner's daughter.

A great expense our mutual friend

Colonel Steiner threw

in a champion boxer.

Last night, someone knocked him on cold.

I decided I should meet

the responsible party.

Mr Valentine told you we're closed.

Why don't you come back tonight?

You just burned the most

dangerous man in Indochina.

Right now you need me more

than anyone else in the world.

Why don't you come

back and fight for us?

Steiner had the British

agent sent North.

So...

You can make some money.

Life can be good.

I'll take my chances here if

it's all the same with you.

If you change your mind,

you know where to find me.

Steiner needs to relocate his operation.

A bar like this would be a perfect fit.

Not my favourite customer.

We're closing early tonight.

I brought you bad luck.

Bad luck resides in our own conscious.

We inflict it on ourselves.

It seems to find me.

Listen to me, son.

I saw something inside you

out there in the rain.

Maybe you need to stop

running away from it.

Embrace it.

Martin!

I didn't think you'd be up this early.

I'll pray for you.

I want you to promise me something.

Don't ever watch me fight.

Or bet on me or...

be any part of what happens to

me when I get into that ring.

I don't understand.

Something happens to me in there...

It's a part of me I

don't want you to see.

I bring bad luck to

the people around me.

Martin Tillman.

I've considered your offer, and...

Leave or take you up on it...

Well, that wasn't so difficult, was it?

That's right! The champion's here!

OK! He's here!

And who's gonna win?

Yes! The champ!

Let's go! Let's go!

Martin Tillman!

What can I get you?

Gin and tonic, high bowl, old boy.

3 oz of gin to 4 oz of tonic water

splashed with lemon, if you have it.

You think I can find some

lemons here somewhere?

I've been in the North.

It's refreshing to hear

English spoken again.

Diplomatic service?

You might say that.

I'm looking for an Irishman.

A boxer.

He was here but now he's gone.

There are a hundred local

criminals in this vicinity.

Nazis on the run, murderers,

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