Street Page #4

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- Hey there.

- Hi.

Listen, I never got to thank

you for the other night.

- I'm sure you coulda

handled yourself.

- Yeah.

I'm Jasmine.

- Remo.

- It's nice to meet you.

- Officially.

- Ah, well, I gotta

get some work done,

but have fun in there.

- Ok.

I'll see you around.

- Yeah.

- Thanks Ozzy.

- You came.

- Yep.

- Didn't think I

was gonna see ya.

It's been a couple of days.

- Ok, so on busy days,

you'll be in charge

of the morning stuff.

That's cleaning the mats,

turning on the lights,

checking the temperature,

and folding and stocking

towels, and anything else

that needs to be done.

Pretty easy, right?

- Yeah, when do I get started?

- Dante!

Come here, I want

you to meet someone.

Meet your new sparring

partner, Remo.

- Call me street.

- Inferno.

- Like, Dante's inferno?

- Just know I bring the heat.

- Well, he got his ass

burned his last fight.

- Alright ladies, enough

chatting and more training.

Let's go.

- Hey, how ya holdin' up.

- Sore.

Piece o' cake though, right?

- Oh, it's gets easier and

then we make it hard again.

A little advance on your salary.

Most fighters I know

could use the cash.

- Are you sure?

- Are you coming back tomorrow?

- Yeah.

- Then, yeah.

- Thanks coach.

Hey, so uh, coach?

- Mhmm?

I watch my sister on somedays,

and then I bring her

to school on others.

You think I could bring

her here if I have her,

or would that be...

- Well, I think the first

one raised in our office

turned out fine.

- 'Night boys!

- G'night.

- What?

- Watch yourself.

- I always do.

- You got a ride, or

are you takin' the bus?

- Neither.

I'll see you tomorrow, coach.

- James! James!

My good friend, James!

Where are you going so early?

That fight's not

finished yet, hey?

My Patience will last only

so long with you, James.

I have not forgotten

what you owe,

and I would imagine

that neither have you.

- You know I'm

good for it, Yuri.

- Are you?

My colleagues are

beginning to ask why me

why I let everything go

so long with you owing

so much money, it's

bad for business!

I have said, "trust me,

trust James, he'll pay",

don't make me a liar, James.

You pay, one week.

Do you understand?

Get out of my sight.

- Coach oz, that you?

Hey, I'm sorry man,

I didn't know anybody

was gonna...

You're Sterling kid, right?

- What the hell

are you doing here?

- Oh, coach oz hired me to

work here part time and...

- well, you already

know who I am,

which means you also know

that this is my dad's gym.

Which also makes it mine.

- Street.

Got it.

- Yeah.

- Drop your shoulders,

not your hands!

C'mon! Circle, move!

Check your hands Greg!

Alright, 30 second break.

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