UFC 81: Breaking Point Page #3

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Just let that go.

You know, I had an idea.

What do you have in mind?

Change of venue.

Sure.

I want to show you something I found.

- Wow.

- So, who's Frank?

Well, I haven't seen that in years.

How did you find it?

I just dig deep.

That's bad.

All right, I guess you found us out.

Yeah.

I let him touch my boob.

But please, keep that out of the papers?

No, no, no, of course.

I was just making a point.

About?

Yeah. You know, you've been a...

Been a part of this place since

young Franklin touched your booby.

Long before that.

Took him years to get that far.

So,

what would you do if you didn't have it?

The talent in the sport, what would you do?

But I do have it.

Yeah, but...

I don't know, say you fell.

Tomorrow you broke your leg.

Legs heal.

Horrible car accident.

You're stuck in a wheelchair.

I'd coach.

I set my goals.

I reach them.

And then I set some more.

What about Franky?

Frank shouldn't have kissed

Lynette Wilchusky at my 13th birthday party.

Frank shouldn't have broken my heart.

Bastard.

All right, all right, last important question.

Is it enough?

Is the sport enough?

Is writing about sports enough?

No.

I mean, I'm passionate about it,

but it's not everything.

What's everything?

I don't know.

Finding someone to tie my life with, maybe.

Like a Franky but with scruples.

Who knew it? Holden Gregg.

Sports writer, closet romantic.

At last. I'm just being honest.

Reporters don't usually answer questions.

See?

I'm a columnist.

There's a difference.

It was in. That was in.

So that special someone,

the person you're tied to?

You had that with your wife?

Me too, with my dad.

It's not the same.

It's not. It's all about the choice.

You were his kid

so you didn't really have any say in it.

I don't know.

When you choose someone

or you're chosen,

it just kind of trumps everything.

You know, it makes

you feel like there's nothing

the world could throw at you

that you couldn't get through.

Do you want anything else?

It's kind of a loaded question.

Yeah, I could use a beer.

We don't have a liquor license.

There you go.

But I've got a loaded answer for you.

I've got a six-pack in my fridge.

Is Kelly Reyes inviting Holden Gregg

up to her apartment?

I set my goals.

I reach them and then I set more.

- It's all about choices, right?

- Yeah.

- This is it.

- Yep.

Yeah, second floor.

- What?

- There's somebody watching.

What?

Hey.

Damn it!

- You okay?

- Yeah.

- Did you see him?

- No.

Don't...

Don't worry.

He's just like a crack-head or something.

It's fine.

They said that Di had a stalker,

that maybe it wasn't an accident.

What?

All right, you know what?

You're not staying here by yourself tonight.

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