Gladiator Page #5

In his office.

All right from Horn.

This one's from me.

Say hello to Mike.

Hey, kid. Be right there.

Just knock his timing.

With the elbow, right? And...

End of story. All right?

You're gonna give him something to

shoot at.

He comes in, to the body, hook it.

Just for a second.

I find the way you fight

terribly exciting.

Oh, I'm just trying

to get out of there alive.

Aren't we all, my dear.

Hey, kid!

You like M&M Peanuts?

Jesus Christ, don't muscle it!

That's Mr. Horn. Listen up.

You might learn.

You think it's all about strength, but

it's not. You think it's all speed.

Strategy! Look, you gotta find

your opponent's weakness...

...and then you exploit it.

Now listen to me. Youth is a tool.

All right?

It's a good tool,

but it's only one of the tools.

There's also knowledge. There's...

There's focus. Strategy.

You think you can whup my ass?

- What do you think?

- I'm tired of thinking, motherfu...

Oh, sh*t.

He's playing possum.

Mr. Horn and Mr. Good Chocolate,

best f***ing finishers I ever saw.

All right. See?

Strategy.

You got more of a show

than you bargained for.

- You still got it.

- Yeah.

I feel better already.

You got some on your lip there.

Very sexy.

Give him a rest.

Put him against Lincoln.

Got too much weight.

Put him in with Lincoln...

...and bet the farm against him.

He ain't got it upstairs.

Tommy Riley!

Hello.

You the boy I've been waiting for?

No.

Take good care of this boy.

Give him whatever he wants.

What do you want, Tommy?

I just want the money that you owe me.

Go ahead.

Of course that.

- On top of that, what?

- That's all I want.

How refreshing. Everyone else I meet

has their hand out.

You know, Tommy.

I should be upset with you.

Why?

You cost me my investment.

What's that mean?

Means Black Death is

damaged goods, kid.

So now I'm invested in you.

How would you like

to fight for me, Tommy?

I appreciate the offer, Mr. Horn,

but I'm not interested.

Come on, kid.

If it's a matter of money...

No, it's not the money.

I don't wanna end up

without a brain.

Don't be stupid, kid. Mr. Horn is

giving you a terrific shot here.

Tommy.

I respect your decision.

Been a pleasure meeting you.

Likewise. I guess.

Good luck to you.

Get him.

Hey, Tommy.

Hey, Romano.

I got you something.

I was buying some new duds.

I thought, " Hey, my amigo

needs a little style. "

You like it or what?

Yeah. I'm...

This is my first hat.

You look sharp, man.

How about me?

Real sharp, Romano.

Yeah. You got to be a...

You got to be a real

perverse individual...

...pass up this kind of money.

It's got a bad smell.

Hey, maybe it don't give off

the best odor...

...but it smells better

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