Rocky Balboa Page #3

Stop smoking... .

Are you Little Marie that used to

hang out at that Atomic Hoagie shop?

Yeah, that's right.

Yeah, now I remember.

I walked you home.

When you got there, you turned

around and said, "Screw you, creepo."

- I didn't say that.

- Yeah, you did.

- You sure?

- Great insults last a long time.

Yo! Yo, is that you?

Is that really you?

- How you doing?

- I think he wants to drink alone.

Well, then give him his drink, then.

I ain't stopping you.

What's that, your man or something?

No, I don't think so.

Anyway, me and my friends,

we're right down there.

Think you could buy us a round?

You got the money. Just one round.

Hey. Thank you.

What are you doing

pushing my hand away like that?

- What's your name?

- Angie. What do you wanna know for?

- Don't be playing a fool for that guy.

- A fool?

- Yeah.

- A fool?

I'm the fool? You're the fool, not me!

You got it twisted. You're the fool.

I'm a person, just like you.

You ain't no better than me. You think

you're a big shot now? You're nothing.

You ain't no better than me.

No better!

Glad you dropped in?

I think the neighborhood

is changing a little.

- What was that all about?

- I don't know. Forget about it.

I'm gonna lock up, so if you wanna

take off, I'll tally everything up.

- Yeah, thanks.

- How you doing, Rock?

I'm good, thanks.

- You live around here?

- About eight blocks from here.

Eight blocks.

You need a lift?

All right.

Did you ever get married?

- Yeah, sort of.

- Sort of?

- Yeah, well, he took off.

- Poof, just like that?

Yeah, just like that.

- You sort of have any kids?

- Yeah, I got one kid.

Yeah? Me too. Me too.

Wonderful boy.

Hey, tough guy! What's the matter,

you can't buy a round?

The girl was being nice

to your dumb ass.

- What you doing with that pig?

- Think you can disrespect us?

- She ain't nothing but a jealous b*tch!

- Come on back!

Hey, don't listen to them.

Both of youse,

you ain't no better than me.

Come over here, you'll get

your head kicked in around here.

- You punch-drunk, goofy bastard.

- You ain't no big shot, look at you.

You ain't even got a car

to take that pig home.

You all right?

Yeah.

What are you doing?

Don't get out. It's all right.

No, Little Marie. It ain't all right.

- Yo.

- What?

I'll tell you what. Get inside.

- You get inside. Yeah, you.

- Hey, leave him alone!

- Yo, man!

- See it?

- You see that? You see that?

- Yeah. All right.

- What do you say?

- I'm sorry. I'm sorry!

Get a job!

That guy sends his apologies.

Okay.

Martin. Martin. Yo, Martin!

I see you still got your key.

Yeah, I got a key.

You got time to talk?

I got a lot of time

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