Girlfight Page #3

F***.

Now he hates me.

Rule number one...

no personal business in the gym.

Watch me.

Hands close to your body,

hands up to your face.

Jab. Snap, snap.

Springs back to you.

Snap, snap,

springs back to you.

Twist it.

Now throw the right.

Soon you won't think

while you're doing this.

You'll be daydreaming.

What's that, huh?

What's that?

You got no balance that way.

Better.

Nothing stays still in the ring.

Move around the bag more.

Watch your footwork.

You can't stop.

Ninety-eight...

ninety-nine...

Come on, last one.

You're done for today.

Go see Ira

about getting a locker.

Sure, he'll make the weight.

The kid's been sleeping in Saran Wrap

for the past two weeks.

Hey, who's bright idea was it to

keep him at junior lightweight, anyway?

Exactly.

Saturday, he'll be at 29.

Okay.

Talk to you later.

You're the girl

Hector told me about.

- You need a locker.

- Yeah.

Well, we ain't big-time, hon.

We're not really set up

for the ladies yet.

This neighborhood don't really catch on

with the lawyer types.

We don't use this

too much anymore.

It's yours if you want

to throw your stuff somewhere.

Thanks.

Okay, what is mass?

Mass is the measure of

a body's resistance...

to acceleration.

It is different from

but proportional to that body's weight.

What is weight?

Weight is

the gravitational force...

exerted by the Earth

on that body.

Now, this is why...

if a body is outside

the Earth's gravitational pull...

Girls.

I think you both

know how this works.

- Yes, Mr. Coolidge.

- Yes, Mr. Coolidge.

This is why...

Make a fist.

How's that feel?

Feels good.

Jab, jab.

Jab, right.

Good, now jab, right, hook.

Too wide.

- How long is this going to last?

- What are you talking about?

"What are you talking about?"

Stop being such a tough guy.

What do you gotta do this for?

You can't pay for it.

- What do you care?

- You should tell Dad.

Are you for real?

This would drive him nuts.

- Keep your mouth shut.

- I can't believe you sometimes.

You still got two rounds.

Yeah, but I can't do it right.

Then get back over there

till you can.

But it's pissing me off.

It's pissing you off? What, do you think

this is gonna happen overnight? Huh?

You think it came natural

to these guys?

You think it's gonna

come natural to you? Huh?

This time work the bag

slow and steady...

and don't stop

till the red light goes out.

What you laughing at?

You laughing at me? Huh?

Oh, mira, look.

Your bodyguard.

Guess the slave girls get a day off

when you slum it with Marisol.

I've had it with your dismal crap.

You're sick.

- You don't even know me.

- I know all I have to.

- Quit it.

- She hangs out with you to get to me.

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