Body and Soul Page #4

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Here you are, pretty lady.

Thank you for coming to see me.

Here's a rose for a rose

from Leon the Lover.

I'm so happy to be here.

You want a kiss, honey? Come to me.

Stop that vaudeville, Leon.

Come on, punch him.

Do it.

You like that?

Come on, Leon.

Stop socializing.

You're fighting a fight.

Just one good punch,

and that's the end of Leon the Lover.

Why you rooting against Leon?

His head is a little bit too big

for any one fighter to carry around.

He only does it because of me.

What do you mean?

He's my brother,

and he's boxing to make me better.

-That's your brother?

-He sure is.

He's always buying me things.

He buys me ice cream

even when I don't want it.

He even brought me

an autographed picture of you.

-Yeah, you remember.

-Oh, yeah.

You signed it for me. I'm Kelly.

And I didn't even want it either...

but I ain't never telling him that.

You should see

all the junk he buys me...

but I really love him.

Julie Winters.

You look good. I love you.

It can't end like this. Franky!

I knew this lover bullshit was no good.

...eight, nine.

Who do you want next?

I want anybody. I want them all.

Anybody who'll fight me.

When'll you be ready for the champ,

the St. Louis Assassin?

The St. Louis Assassin, the champ?

You can write this:

When I fight the St. Louis Assassin...

my name will be bigger than his.

-You think you're that good?

-What about the Iceman?

The Iceman.

As soon as he quits ducking me.

Yeah, I'm that good. I must be.

Julie Winters drove all the way

just to see me.

Why don't you get a picture of me

giving her a victory kiss?

Maybe we ought to check him

to see if he has any potential.

Right now, all he's got is a big mouth.

We'll meet him if he proves himself.

If not him, somebody else.

Let it simmer.

I am really glad

you happened to cover this fight.

You've got the skill

to make a playboy's love for real.

You're no playboy.

I would be if I had the time.

You know, I really admire

what you're doing for little Kelly.

Anybody that spends an entire evening

in the malt shop with his kid sister...

can't be all bad.

You were there, too.

I enjoyed it.

You know...

when I first met you...

I was not impressed.

But now that I've gotten to know you...

comme ci comme a.

When we met, there were light years

between you and me.

But now I'm getting some note,

some play, making some money.

Pretty soon, I could be worthy

of somebody like you.

I don't judge a man

on reputation or money.

Just be a man.

Let's not rush anything.

You're supposed to be

relaxing the muscles...

not tearing them apart.

Do you know you hit harder

than the boxers?

Nice soothing massage,

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