Southpaw Page #4
- Oh...
The way I fight bought us this house
and bought you
that f***ing beautiful dress.
Yes, I know. I know.
And it gave Leila
that f***ing private school.
I know, baby. I know.
All the sh*t in this house.
Our f***ing life,
that's what my fighting bought.
But I want to enjoy it.
- With you.
This is the talk you have
when you lose, not when you win.
The more you get hit,
the harder you fight. I get it.
I don't want to hear this right now.
Only now you're taking way too many hits
- before you get off.
- Hey. Listen to me.
This was a good night...
I love you. You are all I care about.
The three of us, that's it.
That's all that matters.
So I'm going to tell you the truth.
You're going to be punch-drunk
in two years, if you keep this up.
Think about her.
When she graduates,
what do you want to look like?
F*** me. F***.
Why do you got to lay
F***.
You say it, I'll do it, all right?
You say it, I'll do it.
Come here, baby.
They're all gonna keep you in that
"Billy the Great" bubble, you know?
And they'll take their pound of flesh,
but, baby, when that bubble pops,
they're all just gonna
scatter like roaches.
And me and Leila are gonna
be here to pick up the pieces.
There are no pieces.
I know.
Hey, you know what?
- What?
- I wanna know...
- you know how I only went ten rounds?
- What's that?
I only went ten rounds tonight,
so do you know what that means?
What does that mean?
That means that I still have...
...two rounds left in me.
Oh, you want to go two rounds
with me, champ?
- Mmm-hmm.
- Yeah?
- Mmm-hmm.
- That's very impressive.
Very brave.
- Good.
- Good.
Wow!
Oh, f***. Baby.
Uncle J, watch!
I smell a gold medal
in your future, missy.
- Flip a little higher.
- No, no, no!
No. No, no, no... no flips.
Not too high, baby.
Yeah, she's a cutie.
Oh, I got... I got, uh...
got a few things for you.
I put that together
for the people over at HBO.
- It's a two-year, three-fight deal.
- Mmm-hmm.
Hey, whoever wins...
whoever wins...
- ...gets one of these.
- Again with the gifts?
How much you spend on this sh*t?
Oh, sh*t, you all just won.
Oh, yo, I owe some sh*t
to the government.
Let me hock this sh*t.
Nah, just playing.
Yo, is this the sh*t
Yeah, Gabe, it got the bezel
just like the last deal.
Oh, this sh*t got the bezel on it...
You don't got these shits
in big-boy sizes?
- I win, you win. All right?
- That's too much.
It's not gonna happen.
Maureen, Billy's been
my fighter for ten years.
I know what's best for him.
And I've been his wife
for, like, a hundred.
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