The Bronx Bull Page #2

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Ricky, I ain't fighting

no punks no more.

Get the f*** outta here.

Jake, it's one more fight.

It's with the Jew kid from Riverdale.

That... That big one?

Yeah, the big one.

[ALL SHOUTING]

Come on, come on, come on.

What?

Come on, Jake, Jew kid looks tough.

JAKE:
What the f*** do you care?

He'll be hitting me.

Yeah, you got a point there,

but just keep your frigging

hands up, all right?

Anything else?

Any other pointers?

Yeah, kiss my ass.

[CHEERING AND SHOUTING]

Sh*t! I'm never seen you fight

like that. That was nuts!

You didn't give the kid

a chance to breathe.

You were like a bull out there!

Hey, youse! Wise guys.

Let me handle this, all right?

A bet's a bet, all right?

Now take a walk

before I give you

a big smack in the mouth.

You killed him.

If I was you two,

I'd get the f*** outta here.

Now! Get the f*** outta here!

Both of youse!

Jake, we gotta go.

Jake! No! Let's go! Jake!

Hey, hey, get the f*** outta here!

RICKY:

Get the f*** outta here. Let's go.

Don't come back!

All of youse!

Nobody off these bunkers, guys. Nobody.

And that goes double for you, LaMotta.

Don't forget it, huh?

[INDISTINCT CHATTERING]

Let us pray.

Lord, with this meal,

cleanse us of all unrighteousness,

comfort us in troubled times,

and give us the compassion

and the grace

to lead a holy life hereafter.

In Jesus' name we pray.

Amen.

ALL:
Amen.

[DRAMATIC MUSIC]

[INMATES SHOUTING]

You gonna fight all these boys

and the guards

till they kill you?

I'll murder all these bums.

And you, too, you don't leave me alone.

You know, I look at you,

you know what I see?

A worthless life.

But it doesn't have to be, Jake.

You ever thought about

putting on the gloves

and learning how to really fight?

You know, in the ring?

Boxing.

Hmm? I could teach you

everything I know, boy.

Go peddle your paper

somewhere else, priest.

[LAUGHS]

A tough guy, huh?

Yeah. What's it to you?

I'm not gonna hurt you, boy.

I'm just gonna try to help you,

if you let me.

Now sit down.

Jake...

look at me when I talk to you.

I can't help you

if you don't let me in, son.

[LAUGHS]

Ow!

No, that's good, that's good.

Now I'm gonna teach you

how to really throw that left.

Jab, jab, jab, jab, right, boom!

Left hook, left hook.

Hook, hook!

That's it, that's it.

Get in there, get in there.

[CROWD CHEERS]

[ALL SHOUTING]

ALL:

Jake! Jake! Jake! Jake! Jake!

Jake! Jake! Jake!

Jake! Jake!

[ALL CHEER]

[DINGING]

[CROWD SHOUTING]

[DRAMATIC MUSIC]

[CROWD CHEERS]

Five, six,

seven, eight,

nine, 10!

[BELL DINGS]

[CROWD CHEERS]

When I was offered $100,000

to lose to Billy Fox,

I said no.

I was only interested

in the championship.

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