Portrait of the Fighter as a Young Man Page #4

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I go back up to the head,

hand goes back up, hit him in the body.

People who don't know fighting

think you can do a lot of damage

hitting somebody in the head,

but you do more hitting 'em in the body.

So what do you think?

Can I take you out?

Are you married?

No. Would I ask you out

if I was married?

- What kind of guy do you think I am?

- Happens all the time. Trust me.

I'm not like that.

I'm not married. I got a daughter.

I see her every other weekend.

Her name's Kasie. But that's it.

Come on. Let me take you out.

When?

Saturday night.

I get back from Atlantic City.

- Is this the real number?

- You have to call it and see.

I will. Saturday. Dinner and a movie.

- Hey. Jimmy.

- Micky, hey. How's it going?

I don't think Laurie's

expecting you right now.

What's he doin' here?

This isn't your visitation day, Micky.

Look, I just want to say hi to Kasie.

It's not your day. Good-bye.

Yeah, but I'm not

around next weekend.

- You ditchin' the days you do have?

- No, I have a fight. I told you that.

- Jimmy...

- I can't get in the middle.

I can't talk to her, OK?

So I'm asking you, Jimmy.

I want to talk to my daughter. Now.

- Talk to your father.

- Goddamn it, Jimmy.

Daddy's gonna fight Saoul Mamby.

That's right. I want

to tell you that after I win,

I'm gonna start making good money,

and I'll move into a bigger apartment

like we talked about

so you can live with me more days, OK?

- Yeah, bigger apartment!

- Wish me luck, all right?

Don't hold your breath, Kasie.

It's cruel to mislead your child, Micky.

Good luck, Daddy.

Thanks, Kasie.

I love you, honey. Bye, baby.

Where is he?

Jesus Christ.

Un-f***ing-believable.

- Quit worrying, for crying out loud.

- Blow that sh*t in my face.

You know, it's none of my business.

I go to a lot of meetings,

and they have a saying,

"Let Go and Let God."

- You gotta let him go, Mick.

- He's taught me everything I know.

He's been in my corner.

I can't do it without him.

You're already doing it without him.

- No, I'm not.

- Yes, you are.

Look, you know where he is.

Why don't you just go get him?

- Can you get him?

- I'm not f***in' going to get him.

Are we all gonna go over there in

the limo with Alice? We can't do that.

Dicky.

- Your mother's outside.

- What?

Dicky, your mother's outside!

She's down there!

I'm not here.

- Oh, no.

- What?

- I gotta go check...

- Dicky, no!

Don't, Dicky! Dicky!

- He's goin'...

- Dicky...

...better get out of here.

- Dicky, no!

Quacka, what the f*** are you doing?

You know we gotta go to the airport

now. We got a flight to catch.

You know how important

this fight is to me.

Hey, don't tell Ma I'm here,

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