As primeras 200 linias.
Christ, Ray, you want to lose your mouthpiece again?
Come on, use your jab!
Box the damn guy, come on!
Get out of that corner!
That's it. That's my little brother.
Come on, busy hands, busy hands!
Jab! Jab!
Come on, Uncle Ray.
That's it, little brother, that's it, come on.
Stick it to him, Ray, come on.
That's it, that's it. Left-hook.
Come on, once is not enough. Come on, again.
Jab, jab!
That's it.
You see what happens when you listen to me?
Way to go. Thanks.
Hey. Hey.
You do not belong up here, all right?
I'm not gonna tell you again.
Now, you go wash your hands and make yourself invisible.
Pete, she's your daughter, she wants to help out, that's all.
Hey, she's a midget with a head full of stupid.
Who's she gonna help, huh?
Crisco, can I get a hand over here sometime this year?
Yeah.
On the way, Mr. K.
Come on!
Catch you later, man.
Hey, do you know who you are?
Out of all the girls in the whole world?
I'm your favorite?
And what's my favorite girl gonna do when she grows up?
Kick butt and break hearts.
That's right.
The world's an oyster, and you're a pearl.
And pearls are pretty and they're tough.
And pretty tough can do anything. Remember that.
Okay, Uncle Ray.
Okay.
Hey, Mr. Abel.
Hey, how are you, sir? Good to see you.
Good morning, Mr. Abel.
Yeah, beautiful.
Coffee.
Where's my coffee?
Coffee! It was not a question the first time I asked for it.
You told me last week absolutely, positively no coffee,
and I absolutely, positively believed you.
Tear sheets for tomorrow night. The Telegrambled our ad.
It's nothing major, but we should get partial credit for the next fight.
Memo from Finance. The department budget is now officially overdue.
I ran some numbers... Did you take care of my bookie?
No, I stalled your bookie and your ex-wife.
I also printed out your e-mail,
restocked your bar, hosed down Mel Harris.
Numbers, top drawer, left side.
All you have to do is sign off on 'em.
You see, that's why I'm the boss, Kallen,
because I let you handle things for me.
I mean, nobody gives me credit for that,
but if I were you and worked for me,
I would send myself a dozen roses.
Well, roses die, and you might be allergic,
but thanks for thinking of you.
LaRocca's event briefing, where do you want that, here or the CR?
I want him in the conference room.
And don't stick the cut-out in the corner.
It's my handiwork.
Put it someplace Sammy can see.
All right?
I hate it.
I hate it a lot.
What, are these guys gonna fight or fox-trot?
They look like two homo sapiens or something.
They are homo sapiens.
Kallen speaks. And from a mile away.
What, am I contagious or something?
Oh, no, no, it's not a hygienic thing, Sammy.
She just gets kind of shy around you.
I'm sorry you're unhappy with the standee,
but, well, we only went with the shot because your guys approved it.
If I say this shit's shit, it's shit.
I mean, they told me that you signed off on it, Sammy.
I don't know what the hell happened.
Jackie, what happened?
I don't care what happened.
You have 48 hours before the fight. I want the two faggots fixed.
I mean, who the hell does Sam LaRocca think he is?
A made man, that's who.
He is the Antichrist. He is the... With a bank account.
He is this.
An $80 shoe?
He is the gum on the bottom of my shoe.
That's what Abel and LaRocca are.
They're the gum, you're the shoe.
How come they walk all over you?
Get a little older, work a little longer,
you won't be so judgmental then.
You think I like working for idiots who take advantage of me?
Well, hey, that's easy for you to say.
This is not the best job you ever had.
At least here, I get to see boxing in person, for free.
Boxing makes all the other shit bearable,
and if I didn't love it as much as I do,
I'd be first in line to bend over
so LaRocca and Abel could both kiss my ass.
Okay, don't get upset with me just because
you know that I know how smart you are.
Oh, oh, so now you think smart is all there is to it?
That your brain can just plot the best course
and your life just goes there?
The world is not an oyster.
It is a smelly tank full of dirty water and sharks.
It is not that easy to swim.
Jackie, you need to get real about where you are,
which is stuck in the basement.
You can't even see the glass ceiling from here.
Find an elevator, press some buttons.
At least the only way out is up.
Yo, Tyrone, wait up!
Listen, listen, clean towels, we need more clean towels.
Bad break, Rex.
Bad break? I won that fight.
Come on, Jackie, you saw it. Everybody saw it.
Well, you would've won if you hadn't have run out of gas in the 10th.
If you train serious, you could have a career.
I would've given you a draw. You deserved a draw.
Well, he looks like shit, day-old shit,
if day-old shit shook like an AK-47.
Shut up! You can't say dick that wouldn't piss me off more.
It's all good, man.
Mr. LaRocca, it's all adrenaline.Uh-huh.
Shakes don't mean nothing. Ask my last 12 wins.
Hey, Jackie.
Hey, Devon.
I'm only interested in the 13th, Green.
Lose tonight, and you'll be waving bye-bye to your career,
your fan club, and the free hoochie mamas that go with it.
What are you selling?
Sorry to interrupt, but it's show time.
Let's get the hell out of here.
Come on, man, we can do this. Let's do this.
He's got no left hand. What's going on here?
What's the story with Green?
Pedro! Pedro! Pedro! Pedro!
Get off the ropes!
Okay, okay, that's it!
Forget this guy Green.
No more, no more.
He's dead. That's a kaput.
No, the guy's good. It's just like he didn't bother to show up tonight.
Trust me, he's dead, and if I know Sammy,
he already wrote the obituary.
See you, Gavin. See you later.
Excuse me. Yeah.
Jacqueline!
I'd offer you a seat, but I don't think anyone would get up.
Ah. Thirsty?
Uh... Let me buy you a drink.
Bowie, hi. Can I get a wine cooler?
And whatever Gavin's drinking, whenever he's ready... On me.
All right.
Like that dress.
Oh, the cleaners shrunk it.
I'll send a thank-you note.
Uh, did, uh...
Did you get that fax on Needles' demos? They're real good.
Put him on your show, Gavin.
He's exactly what your advertisers want.
Do we have to do this now?
Do what, talk?
We're not talking. You're negotiating. Stop it.
Listen, if I was a man trying to close a deal, you wouldn't say that.
Oh, please, don't throw sex in my face.
Unless you mean it.
You see how you are?
I just can't have a regular conversation with you.
You're afraid to have a regular conversation with me.
Oh, right. You're Mr. Irresistible.
I wish.
Kallen!
Come here.
Come here!
I got to go.
There it is. Huh?
For the pride of Puerto Rico.
You got to promise me you'll wear this for the championship bout.
Here we go. Oh, yeah!
Ah, Kallen. Good.
J. Lo's coming to the Coliseum next month.
I want me and Pedro front and center.
Front and center? Consider it done.
Done and done.
Hey, shouldn't you have that on ice?
What are you, a doctor? No, no, Doctor's busy stitching up Green.
Unprofessional pussy didn't even bother
to give the fans a decent fight, nothing, huh?
Ah, screw him. He's a Polaroid. He's out of the picture.
Pedro, I am a man who hates defeat.
But I'm not too proud to be candid.
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