Jungleland

Hey, Lion.

Hey, Lion.

Brother, you up?

Yeah, what's wrong?

We're gonna be good, Lion.

Yeah, I know, man.

I mean, I can see it.

I can see our future when I close my eyes.

We got it all laid out in front of us.

- - I can see our house.

We each got a walk-in closet for all our silk shirts

and handmade Italian suits.

- You know where it is? - In California.

Stan, if I don't go to sleep, I'm not gonna win tomorrow.

We're not gonna lose.

It's fate.

With a new day comes new opportunities.

A chance to change everything.

What we can or cannot do

comes down to what we believe is possible.

What will you choose, fear or hope?

I challenge you to make your life extraordinary.

What does it take to live an extraordinary life?

Having focus.

Up and at 'em. Time to eat.

Lion.

Yo, Lion.

Come on, Ash. Eat this shit.

Your wrist bothering you?

Just aches.

It's fight day, baby.

I'll get you some ice and a hot towel.

None of that mixie goes to Ash. All right?

Come here.

Good boy.

All right.

Oh, fuck!

All right, come on.

Put your hand on the frame, all right?

Right. Let's do it.

Let's loosen up.

- One, two. -

- One, two. -

- One, two. -

What's going on, Barbara?

Looking good.

Something wonderful's happening tonight, ladies.

I can feel it!

Beast from the northeast right there.

Lion Kaminsky in the fight of the century.

That right, bro?

Would you shut up and go back to work?

You know, Lion's fighting Lefty Denunzio tonight down at Raoul's.

And who the fuck is that?

Just some dude who's old as shit.

You should come. It's gonna be fun.

The odds are stacked up against us.

I mean, it's stupid, bro. We can't lose.

You can come in right now on the ground floor.

You're a bookie for your own team, huh?

Kaminsky, you're a fucking weasel, man.

- Why you gotta be like that, Clem? -

See, this is your problem. That's why you're going to be here for the rest of your life.

- Mm-hmm. Mm-hmm. - Making tea towels and shit.

While me and Lion, we're gonna be over in California.

Right, bro?

Building the Lion brand.

- Ooh. - Making tracksuits, sweatshirts,

getting sucked off by movie stars.

Who's gonna suck you off with them fucked-up shoes?

- - Oh, sorry. Excuse me, man.

- I gotta take this. Yo, Lion. - Fucked-up shoes, talking about getting sucked.

Cover me, all right?

Fucking nice car, man.

I always wanted one of these.

You got the money?

Yeah, I got it.

Pepper couldn't bother showing up himself, huh?

Yeah, I guess he's big-time now.

That's cool.

It's cool.

What is this? Pepper said you owe him two grand.

It's all I got.

Un-fucking-believable, man.

Buck...

ask Pepper if he'll let it ride on the fight tonight.

What?

Come on, the kid's looking unbelievable.

You never learn, do you, Kaminsky?

I'm just excited. Pow, pow.

- You're gonna get your legs broken, man. -

I'm telling you, it's a sure thing.

- Ah, all right. - We good?

He says he'll float you the rest.

- All right! - Get out of the car, man.

- Close the door. - Buy this car off you tomorrow.

How you feeling?

- Great. - Yeah?

Yeah, I feel great.

You know, we cannot afford to lose tonight.

Yeah, I know. How much is the cut?

Look, you don't need to worry about that, all right?

You handle your business in there,

and we will get a cut you will not believe.

I mean, a win tonight will open up a lot of doors for us.

We could change our lives tonight.

All right.

Come on, give me a little roar.

- Let me hear you roar. - No, man.

- I'm trying to focus. - Give me a little roar, Lion.

What, are you fucking embarrassed

- in front of the dishwashers? - No.

Use the jab. Use the jab.

He can't touch you. This guy's older than dirt!

Beautiful!

Beautiful.

Make him fight another day.

Yes! Yes! Come on!

That's it! Stay down! It's over.

You're too old for this, man. You look awful.

Let him up. Let him up.

That-a-boy! Work the kidneys!

Work the kidneys! Make this motherfucker piss blood!

Don't get stuck!

That's it! Work the kidneys! That-a-boy!

- What is he doing here, Stan? - What are you talking about?

What the fuck is he doing here?

- That's nothing to do with us! - You made a deal with...

No, man! That's nothing to do...

Lion! Protect yourself!

Protect yourself! Lion! Block!

Done. Done.

All right, I'm done.

You were supposed to win, Lion.

- - You shouldn't have lied to me, Stan.

You told me you wasn't gonna deal with that scumbag no more.

Yeah, well, we needed the money.

Stanley, where the hell are we gonna go, man?

You know, for a guy who hates moving as much as you do,

you really don't do much to help the cause.

You were supposed to fucking win.

Okay, Ash, come on.

- - Jesus!

- Fuck! -

Where you going?

Hey, I was looking for you at the fight, man.

I didn't see you. Did you not make it?

Fuck!

You owe me money you don't have.

I could kill you tonight,

but I'd never get a return on my investment,

so I'm offering you an opportunity.

Jungleland.

Battle royal for 100K.

Wild-ass, no-holds-barred, bare-knuckle event.

A week from today.

I can get you on the card.

- I could do that. - Why?

Let's not look a gift horse in the mouth here. This is...

No, I'm asking him why. Nothing for nothing with you. Right, Pep?

I saw you.

I saw the way you moved before you took that dive.

That look in your eye.

That...

That rage.

Heard you could've been Golden Gloves

out in Hartford before Stan got your ass kicked out