Against the Ropes

Ray, you wanna lose

your mouthpiece again?

Come on, use your jab!

Box the damn guy,

come on!

Get out of that corner!

That's it, that's my little brother!

Come on, busy hands!

Jab! Jab!

Come on, Uncle Ray.

That's it, little brother.

Come on.

He's getting to you, Ray.

Come on.

- That's it, that's it.

- Left hook.

- Once is not enough. Come on, again.

- Jab, jab.

That's it. You see what happens

when you listen to me?

- Way to go.

- Thanks.

Hey, you do not belong up here,

all right? I'm not gonna tell you again.

Go wash your hands

and make yourself invisible.

Pete, she's your daughter.

She wants to help out.

She's a midget with a head full

of stupid. Who's she gonna help, huh?

- Crisco, can I get a hand over here?

- Yeah.

On the way, Mr. K.

Come on!

Hey, do you know

who you are

out of all the girls

in the world?

I'm your favorite?

And what's she gonna do

when she grows up?

- Kick butt and break hearts.

- That's right.

The world's an oyster

and you're a pearl.

Pearls are pretty,

and they're tough.

And pretty tough can do anything.

Remember that.

OK, Uncle Ray.

OK.

Hey, Mr. Abel.

- Hey, how are you, sir?

- Good to see you.

- Good morning, Mr. Abel.

- Yeah, beautiful.

Coffee.

Where's my coffee?

Coffee. It was not a question

the first time I asked for it.

You told me last week,

"absolutely, positively no coffee",

and I absolutely,

positively believed you.

Tear sheets for tomorrow.

The Telegram bled our ad.

It's nothing major, but we should

get credit for the next fight.

Memo from finance:

The budget

is officially overdue.

I ran some numbers...

- Did you take care of my bookie?

- I stalled him and your ex-wife.

I also printed out your e-mail,

restocked your bar,

hosed down Mel Harris.

Numbers:

Top drawer, left side, all you

have to do is sign off on them.

You see, that's why

I'm the boss, Kallen.

Because I let you handle

things for me.

Nobody gives me credit,

but if I were you and worked for me,

I would send myself roses.

Well, roses die and you might be

allergic, but thanks for thinking of you.

LaRocca's event briefing,

where do you want that?

In the conference room. And don't

stick the cutout in the corner.

It's my handiwork.

Put it someplace Sammy can see.

All right?

I hate it.

I hate it a lot.

Are these guys

gonna fight or foxtrot?

They look like Homo sapiens

or something.

They are Homo sapiens.

Kallen speaks.

And from a mile away.

- Am I contagious or something?

- No, it's not a hygienic thing.

She just gets

kind of shy around you.

I'm sorry you're unhappy

with the standee,

but we only went with the shot

because your guys approved it.

If I say the sh*t's sh*t,

it's sh*t.

I mean, they told me that you

signed off on it, Sammy.

I don't know what the hell happened.

Jackie, what happened?

I don't care what happened.

You have 48 hours before the fight.

I want the two faggots fixed.

I mean, who the hell does

Sam LaRocca think he is?

- A made man, that's who.

- No, he is the antichrist.

He is...

With a bank account.

He is this.

An $80 shoe?

He is the gum

on the bottom of my shoe.

That's what Abel and LaRocca are.

They're the gum,

you're the shoe.

How come they walk all over you?

Get a little older, work a little longer,

you won't be so judgmental then.

You think I like working for idiots

who take advantage of me?

That's easy for you to say.

This is not the best job you ever had.

At least here I get to see boxing,

in person, for free.

Boxing makes

all the other sh*t bearable.

If I didn't love it

as much as I do,

I'd be the first in line to bend over so

LaRocca and Abel could kiss my ass.

OK, don't get upset with me

just because you know

that I know how smart you are.

So now you think smart

is all there is to it?

That your brain can just plot the best

course and your life just goes there?

The world is not an oyster.

It is a smelly tank

full of dirty water and sharks.

It is not that easy to swim.

Jackie, you need to get

real about where you are,

which is stuck.

In the basement.

You can't even see

the glass ceiling from here.

Find an elevator,

press some buttons.

At least the only way out is up.

Yo, Tyrell, wait up!

Clean towels,

we need more clean towels.

Bad break, Rex.

Bad break?

I won that fight.

Come on, you saw it.

Everybody saw it.

You would've won

if you hadn't run out of gas.

You train serious,

you could have a career.

I would've given you a draw.

You deserved a draw.

He looks like sh*t.

Day-old sh*t.

If day-old sh*t

shook like an AK-47.

Shut up! You can't say dick

that wouldn't piss me off more.

It's all good.

Mr. LaRocca, it's adrenaline.

Shakes don't mean nothing.

Ask my last 12 wins.

- Hey, Jackie.

- Hey, Devon.

I'm only interested

in the 13th.

Lose tonight and you'll be waving

bye-bye to your career, your fan club

and the free hoochie mamas

that go with it.

What are you selling?

Sorry to interrupt,

but it's showtime.

Let's get out of here.

Come on, you can do this.

Let's do this.

Get your hands up, you bum!

He's got no left hand. What's going

on? What's the story with Greene?

Pedro! Pedro! Pedro!

Pedro! Pedro!

Get off the ropes!

OK, OK. That's it. That's it.

- Forget this guy Greene.

- Yeah.

No more, no more.

He's dead.

That's a kaput.

No, he's good. It's like

he didn't bother to show up.

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