Southpaw Page #5

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I know what's better for him.

Come on, he needs time off.

To do what? Sit on a beach

and watch the sun go down?

- Yeah.

- How long he gonna do that, Mo?

One week? Two weeks?

Then he's gonna start looking around.

He'll f*** around and bite his hand off

if you don't give him something else

to do with them.

- Are you hustling me?

- Oh, no, I'm not hustlin'.

- We've been friends a long time.

- Look at this.

He ain't got to pay me a dime for this.

You know, all of the fighters is

coming to me and coming to me

because of my relationship with Billy.

- 'Cause we family, Mo.

- I know.

- Daddy!

- Oh!

Oh, man, we was talking about you

like a dog, champ.

You should've heard the things

Maureen was saying about you.

I said, "The champ? Never!"

- Daddy, come jump with me!

- Okay.

- You okay?

- Yeah. How you doing?

- Took me too long to get here.

- You okay?

- Don't look at me like that.

- You been icing? You been icing?

- Look, Billy, I told Maureen...

- Yeah?

I got HBO to commit to $30 million.

Ten million per fight.

I just told you, we're passing on Turay.

- Yeah, man.

- Daddy, come on!

Make sure she doesn't break her neck.

- He's laughing.

- Oh, boy.

- Come on.

- I'm coming.

"I just want to thank everybody

from the Children's Club

"'cause this place saved my life.

"I grew up in the system.

"My mother had me

when she was incar... incarcerated."

That... How do you spell "incarcerated"?

- You should say "in jail."

- I-N-C-A-R-C-E-R...

It doesn't matter.

It doesn't matter, babe.

Doesn't matter. "I got...

I got dumped into foster care the..."

I don't want to do this.

I can't do this.

- Hey. Come on.

- I don't want to do this.

- I don't want to talk about this.

- What do you mean?

I don't need to stand up there

in front of a whole

group of people and tell them

my f***ing life story.

Stop. You're acting crazy. It's okay.

No, they're gonna look

at me like I'm an idiot.

No, they love you. Those kids love you.

And it's for them. It's a charity, baby.

Don't be nervous. You're fine. Okay?

Okay?

Put your pants on.

Let's go, so we can get home, okay?

- Mmm-hmm.

- Mmm-hmm.

Hey, Leila.

I'm gonna tell you something.

And it is very important.

Okay? I want you to listen.

- I love you.

- I love you.

- So predictable.

- Man.

The Children's Club

of New York would like to welcome

the Light Heavyweight

Champion of the World...

Billy Hope.

Um...

I'd rather...

I'd rather take a couple punches

than be up, be up here, but, um...

Well, I wouldn't be up here tonight,

uh, if it wasn't for the...

for... for the Children's Club.

They gave me a bed.

They gave me my first pair of gloves.

Some gloves...

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