Synopsis: An aging former MMA champ is forced into a deadly Mexican underground fight circuit to save his kidnapped girlfriend. Hunted down by rival mobs and a Mexican detective, he must beat the circuit ringleader at his own game to save the girl and escape.


[man panting]

[dramatic instrumental music playing]

[David] My name is David Goran.

And, yeah,

this is just as bad as it looks.

You may ask

how a former champion and fight legend

ended up running from cops

somewhere in Mexico.

I'd have to say that it's a long story.


And like most of my stories...


it all began with a fight.

Mr. Goran, good evening.

On behalf of my staff and I,

I just wanna say that we caught the fight.


Thank you.

Any mail?

Um, let me check.

Not today.

But it must feel good to win.

Just another day at the office.

Ramiro, could you please help Mr. Goran

with his luggage, please?

No, it's okay. I'm good.

I insist. Ramiro, please help Mr. Goran

with his luggage.

Have a pleasant evening.

[Ramiro] Right over here, sir.

Mr. Goran, sir,

I'm a big, huge fan of yours.

I've watched every single fight.

I even saw that Reno one,

the one you busted your knee in.

Man, you definitely got robbed.

Yeah, I used to do this fighting thing,

but now I just hang out

at the local underground fight club.

Have you ever been there?

I'm not from around here.

Oh, you're just visiting.

Something like that.

Well, they have fights every weekend.

Like, tonight they have one.

Do you think you wanna go?

Thanks, but maybe some other time.

Well, if you change your mind,

just let me know.

You think I could have your autograph?

I don't do autographs, kid.



[Eva] Hi, baby.

You're back early.

- I missed you.

- I miss you, too, my love.

So much.

I love you.

I love you, too, baby girl.

[David] You know...

I love everything about you.

Even your flaws.

Baby, I don't... I don't know.

I just don't think I have

many more fights left in me.

My love, we just have to pay him off.

[sighs] We're on borrowed time here, Eva.


We're running like animals.

It's not my fault.

You killed a man, Eva.

It was self-defense.

You don't know what happened.


But that pimp ex-boyfriend of yours,

he's never gonna let us go.

He's gonna extort us forever.

You know...

I'm so sorry I brought you into this.

It was all a long time ago.

It was a lifetime ago.

You know...


Sometimes, I think I don't even know you.

You know, I know that we all have secrets,

all right?

But there's so much about you

that I don't even know.

What's this?

Please, David.

- Are you taking clients again?

- No.

There's twice as much money here

as there should be.

What were the line odds?

David, figure it out yourself.

- Four-fifty.

- Yes.

I took three dives to get the odds to 450.

Now they're investigating me

for fight-fixing.

And there's twice as much money here

as there should be.

How did you get it, Eva?

You must be wrong about the numbers.

- Bullshit.

- Oh, please.

Are you taking clients?


Every time I see you stepping into a ring,

I think it's going to be

the last time I see you.

I can't let that happen.

Not for me.

No. Don't go.

- Baby...

- You can't go.

- I'm not gonna let you.

- Stop it!

I won't allow it. I love you!

- Let me go. Stop! Let me go. Stop it.

- [David grunts]

You're not going.

- Stop it.

- I love you.

- Let me...

- [David grunts]

[groans softly]

[breathing heavily]

I am not going to let you kill yourself...

for me.

I love you.

Okay. What time?

I get off in ten minutes. Wait here.

[groovy instrumental music playing]

[men grunting]

[Ramiro in Spanish] Thank you.

[man in Spanish]

The drinks are on the house.

I'll get them for you in a bit.

- [Ramiro in Spanish] Thank you very much.

- [man in Spanish] Excuse me.

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