Tyson Page #6

he'll walk if you don't.

Don't tell me how to run my gym.

Our gym. Remember, Cus?

Six years now. Our gym.

BARANSKl:
Teddy!

- What?

Your sister is here.

ATLAS:
Mike Tyson?

- Yeah.

[SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY]

Mike Tyson's been f***ing...

Goddamn it!

Son of a b*tch! I'm gonna kill

that motherf***er!

I am gonna k... That's it.

I'm gonna take care of this my way.

Let's go. Come on. Let's get out of here.

You allow yourself to be distracted...

...you allow yourself to fail.

Everybody get back to your work.

- What the f***?

- Motherf***er, you went too far.

You know what this is about.

You know what this is about.

- What? What, Jamie?

- That's right, Jamie.

- Man, I didn't do a f***ing thing...

- F*** you. I know exactly what you did.

- No, man, she came after me, anyway.

- Came after you?

She's a f***ing kid.

Motherf***er, if you ever disrespect

anyone in my family again...

...I will kill you. Understand this.

I swear to f***ing God, I will kill you.

You know, if you want me

to be scared...

...you know, I'll do my damnedest.

Do you doubt me?

Just say it.

Do you doubt me?

MAN:

Yeah, right outside.

CUS:
What the hell was I supposed

to do, Jimmy? He had a gun.

Yeah, he shot it.

Well, no, not at him.

I think he was just

trying to scare him.

Still, it's a hell of a way

to make a point, isn't it?

He claims Mike was trying to get fresh

with his kid sister-in-law.

Yeah.

I guess I'll just have to find

a new trainer, huh?

Let it go. Five, five, six.

Knock that...

No boxer get into the ring

totally fearless...

...but fear's a good friend of

every good, reasonable athlete.

How does it feel to be fighting

for a professional purse?

It feels great.

[BELL DINGS]

[INAUDIBLE DIALOGUE]

[CROWD CHEERING]

[BELL DINGS]

[BOXER GRUNTS]

Yeah! All right!

[CROWD CHEERING]

[BOXER GRUNTS]

[CROWD CHEERING]

ROONEY:

Count him out. Count him out.

You okay? You sure?

[CROWD CHEERING]

Nice. Nice.

REFEREE:

Six! Seven! Eight! Nine! Ten!

TYSON:

Cus!

Visiting hours are over. You can't go in.

Visiting hours are over.

- I gotta see him.

- You can't... No.

Leave him alone. Let him rest.

Visiting hours are over.

Come back tomorrow.

Shh. Come on.

He has been waiting for you.

Cus, man.

Come on, man. Please don't die.

Please don't die, Cus.

How am I supposed to die

when you won't even let me sleep?

Come on, man. Come on,

you gotta get better.

You gotta get better. L...

I'll mess it up without you, man.

I can't go on without you

always getting on me.

You gotta go on, Mike.

If you don't...

...if you screw it up...

...I'm gonna come back

from the dead...

...and whip your ass.

[TYSON WHOOPING]

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