Undisputed Page #4

and the American public

for letting them down-

heck, even the former

president of the-

Man, f*** the president!

I ain't apologizing-

not to you, not to her,

not to nobody!

And you lucky I got this

damn gate between you and me...

or Id rip you a new a**hole,

you judgmental motherf***er!

Another strong

athlete in the joint!

Welcome to Sweetwater,

Chambers!

If you

need anything, champ...

I got you covered,

Hey, champ!

Seen all your fights, man!

You got a name?

Mingo.

Mingo, move your sh*t,

stay out of my way...

and we'll get along just fine.

Hey, listen. It's an honor

to be cellmates with you.

I don't want no trouble, champ.

No trouble. You just gonna

stay out of my way.

He just thinks he's the king.

Because he's the heavyweight

champ, he's the man.

Well, for some of us others,

we have rights, too...

and I had the right to say no

if I didn't want to.

I want everybody

to keep your distance.

I don't need to make

no new friends...

or hear no sad stories

on why they're here.

I got my own sad story for that.

I ain't loanin' nobody

no money...

so you tell 'em don't even ask.

And I don't want

nobody talking to me...

unless I talk to 'em first.

- You got that?

- Got it.

"Leave the champ alone. "

I know boxing.

I seen a lot of fights.

You're a good champeen,

Who the hell are you?

This is Mendy Ripstein.

He's a very important man

in here.

Ripstein,

Yeah, my manager, Yank Lewis,

he told me to say hello.

I don't remember him.

He said you two

were friends in Miami...

about twenty-five years ago.

I didn't have

any friends in Miami.

A lot of people, they say

they knew me from the old days.

They're full of sh*t.

You're a good champeen...

but we got a champeen

right here...

and he can kick your ass.

Kiddin' me.

I watch all your fights.

You're not as good as you were.

You're just looking

for one big punch.

You're not

throwing combinations.

You're not using as much

head movement on defense.

Yeah, right, old man.

I'm just knocking

motherfuckers out.

Who's the punk in here

you got in mind?

Oh, did I hurt your feelings?

F*** you.

Heh. Monroe.

Name's Monroe Hutchen.

Mr. Ripstein thinks

he can whip up on you, man...

but no offense. Not trying

to cause any trouble here.

# Hey, yo, it's real in here #

# All of these contenders know

just how it feels in here #

# When you're trin'

to be the top boss #

# Put your gloves on, then #

# This here

be the sport of men #

# Everybody

wants a shot at me #

# One word,

you get knocked out #

# Rocked out the box #

# Only men

leave a place like this #

# Hardcore,

I'm in your face like this #

# Tell your mama that

you'll never come home #

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