Real Steel

Hang on, hang on, hang on.

Come on.

- Yeah? - Where are you, Charlie?

More importantly, where is my money?

- You're into me for 30 grand. - All right, all right.

Jack, Jack, Jack, I am going to pay you.

This ain't Jack. It's Bill Panner.

You owe Jack money, too?

Charlie, you pay me first.

Bill, hey, no, we're good, buddy.

I got your money. It's right here in my hand.

So why don't we meet up on the...

- Charlie, your phone's going screwy. - Bill?

- Hello? - I am losing you, Bill.

Wait, Charlie, I can't hear what you're saying.

Hey, mister. Is that Ambush?

- Uh, yeah. - Can we see him?

- You want to see him? - Yeah.

All right, give me... Give me a minute.

This...

...is Ambush. Wakey, wakey.

- What robot is he fighting? - Actually, he's going to fight...

Whoa, little lady. What are you doing?

- Can we get a picture with him? - Sure. For five dollars.

You want five dollars? Seriously?

No, I want five dollars immediately.

Come on, guys.

Hey, hey.

All right, all right, I am kidding.

- Three bucks. - Whatever.

- How about $2.50? - You suck.

All right.

It's going to be one of those towns, huh?

Welcome, ladies and gentlemen,

to the 2020 San Leandro County Fair.

- Yah. - Please take your seats.

We're almost ready to get this thing started.

I was told my bot was fighting an 800-pound steer.

Hey, hey. That is not 800 pounds, knucklehead.

Charlie "the Can Do Kid" Kenton.

Time has not been good to you, my friend.

Ricky, we got a problem here. A big problem.

Whoa, hey, slow down there, hoss.

Come on, last time I saw you,

you were staring up at the ceiling at the Sam Houston Center

with the taste of my right cross all over your face.

Pow.

- Are we good to go here? - Yeah.

We agreed that my boxer would fight an 800-pound steer for three grand.

- Am I right? - Yes, sir. We did.

- That bull is, like, 2,000 pounds. - Right, OK.

Well, Charlie, I will tell you something.

Your bot don't fight, you don't get paid. Whoo.

How about that?

Get the hell out of here.

All right, all right.

Why don't we make this more interesting?

My bot against your bull, straight up.

- How much? - Twenty grand, winner takes all.

- You got 20 grand, Charlie? - In a safe in my truck.

All right, Charlie. I will tell you what,

twenty grand it is, but if you lose and you welch,

I am going to come after you and beat you to within an inch of your life.

And you know that I can do that because I already done done it.

What's the problem with you, man? In life you get too close,

in the ring you stand back like a girl. Just shake.

All right, Charlie.

Shake and pow. Just like that once again.

You want to dance again? You want to dance?

Come on, cheer for this guy. Give him some luck.

He needs some luck, you all. Yahoo. Let's get going.

Don't touch that bull.

Ladies and gentlemen, I got to ask,

do we have any fans of robot boxing here today?

Now, listen, friends, I understand,

we can't all afford to go all the way over there to Dallas

and pay $300 for one of those World Robot Boxing League fights. I get it.

So, I decided that I would bring a robot boxing match

right here to our little fair here in San Leandro.

How about that?

All right.

Ladies and gentlemen, I introduce to you,

- Ambush. - Let's do it.

All right, big fella.

Whoo-hoo.

He's a big fella, ain't he?

Take a turn. Let them see how beautiful you are.

Yeah.

Show them some power.

Look at that. He's getting all kung fu-y on us.

- Yeah. - Yeah, big fella.

Ambush's opponent today, he's last year's runner-up

in the baddest of the bulls competition,

ladies and gentlemen, Black Thunder.

- Let's get it on. - Let's get this thing started.

Is that all you got?

Yeah, brother. Bring it on.

Take him, take him.

Ambush lays the smackdown on that prime beef.

Woo woo.

I got more for you, big fella. We're just getting started.

OK. Jump, now.

Boo-yah.

- Dang it. - Ambush, decks

Black Thunder but when you mess with the bull,

you're going to get the horns.

You like that. I can tell.

You like that.

Jeez. Turn around.

Ricky. Ricky, stop this thing.

Come on, come on. We're still in this thing.

We're still in this. Just hop. Hop.

That's it. Come on.

Ricky, enough. Enough.

I can't hear you over the sound of your robot being destroyed.

Kill. Kill. Kill.

All right, come on. Get up.

Get up. Come on.

No.

Come on. No, no, no.

Ladies and gentlemen, let's hear it

for our warriors out here today at the 2020 San Leandro County Fair.

Now, thank you all for coming out,

and we will see you next time, because there will be one.

Hey, hey. Give me that leg.

Sure. For five dollars.

Boo-yah.

Whoo. All right.

That was ridonculous fun, now wasn't it, ladies and gentlemen?

I am going to come by for my money, Charlie boy. You best have it.

- Everybody say "hey." - Hey.

- Everybody say "ho." - Ho.

How about that? How you doing there, little robot?

My keys, damn it.

One more step and I will drop you like your girlfriend.

Charlie, relax.

I am not paying you. That was a bogus fight.

- It cost me my last robot. - Just listen to us.

- Do you recall Caroline Fallon? - She's my ex-girlfriend.

I haven't seen her in like ten years. What does she want?

- Nothing. She died. - Do you recall Max Kenton?

He's my son. He's got to be like nine.

- Eleven. - Eleven. OK.

Is he dead, too?

No, he's fine. That's why we're here.

This court is convened to address the custodial status

of one Max Kenton, age 11.

Mother, Caroline Fallon, deceased.

Father, Charles Kenton.

Debra Fallon Barnes, you're the boy's aunt.

Yes. As I have already told you,

my husband, Marvin, is wealthy,

and we can more than provide for Max.

I appreciate that, but per Texas state law, without a written will

next of kin retains custody.

Charles Kenton, who is aware of this custody hearing,

and we are expecting him...

No, I need a new robot now.

I had a big fight for Ambush next Saturday.

I got to show up with something.

Noisy Boy is for sale?

In his day, Noisy Boy was a killer. How much?

That's a good deal. What's wrong with him?

I can live with that.

Well, I don't have it have it.

Charles Kenton waived all of his rights to custody

right after the boy was born. I can more than provide for Max.

Whoa.

Please be Charles Kenton.

Uh... Charlie, yeah.

I am here to sign some paper

that releases my rights to the custody of my son.

That's why I am here. Do I need to be here?

Charlie.

Do you even remember me?

- Debra, Caroline's sister. - Yeah, sure, Debra. How are you?

- Mr. Kenton. - Yeah.

Please take a seat.

Your Honor, may I please go and see my nephew now?

Yes, you may.

- How about you, Mr. Kenton? - What?

You can spend some time with him, if you'd like.

- With the kid? - Yeah, the kid.

- Max. Your son? - All right, all right.

You have been working with those robots for so long, you have become one.

Honey, you wait right here. I am going to be back.

You take all the time you need, sweetheart.

Your Honor, I'd like to, at this juncture,

step out and call my attorney, if that's all right.

Please.

Come on. Come on.

There you are.

He will be in a foster home.

No, they find good families.

Young, energetic. Yeah.

Thanks, Michael. I will. OK.

Oh, hey.

Hey, um...

- Marvin Barnes. I am Debra's husband. - Right, yeah.

You know, Debra really wants to adopt Max.