Kingdom

I'm meteorologist Mike Mitchell

with another sun-filled day in the southland.

Basin temperatures ranging from upper 70s at the beaches,

civic center low 80s, and the inland empire

will see highs up there around 90 or so.

High deserts and desert locations

cracking the century mark, like in Phoenix.

Salt Lake City... another hot day.

Seattle will be comfy in the mid-70s

up there in the Pacific northwest.

And that will be the trend all week.

More of the same except for by Wednesday,

there may be some storms down in the front range of Denver.

But that front's moving pretty rapidly

and not expected to deposit much rain.

Hey, hey. It's chow time.

How you feeling?

Oh, man.

I'm feeling robust.

Good. You get some sleep?

10 hours.

All right, good.

You'll be able to take a nap later, too.

This is excellent.

It's good shit, right?

What time do we have to be at the arena?

Uh, 4:00, if you want to do the walk-through.

Roger that.

Second fight up.

Bam. Mm.

You want some eggs?

Mm-hmm. But we don't have any.

I went to the store.

Who loves you?

Um... did you hear anything from dad?

Nope.

You've got to eat something.

I am eating.

I... I'll, um... eat some more after the shakeout.

If you want something else, I can go and get you something.

No, no, this is great. Thanks.

It's, uh...

You talk to Alvey?

Mm-hmm. Last night.

Anything I need to know?

You know, Ryan, you had a great camp.

If Alvey shows or he doesn't show up,

it doesn't matter. You got this.

I... I don't feel ready. I mean,

I feel like there's something missing...

like... five years off?

Like, I... I... I'm way behind.

I shouldn't have even taken this fight.

And I told Alvey from the beginning

it's not in me. So...

I don't even know why I'm doing this.

I can tell you if you want me to.

Yeah, please. Go ahead. Tell me.

Tell me why I fight.

You're like a mouse in a maze.

One of those little white ones with the red eyes...

Freaky eyes.

You need some sort of prize or some goal at the end...

some girl you want to fuck, some guy you want to fuck off,

and now you have both.

That's why you fight.

Now finish your oatmeal.

Uh, just a minute.

- Can I get in there, honey? - Hold on.

- I have to pee like crazy. - Just a second.

Good morning.

Good morning to you.

You slept in late.

I've been awake for a while.

Just laying there.

How you doing?

I'm good.

I... I'm worried about you.

- About this guy? - Yeah.

You are barely healed from the last fight.

This is different.

I'm fighting in the same weight class.

You don't have to worry.

But you're coming, right?

Well, you know I can't watch you fight.

You don't have to watch.

You can just sit in the dressing room.

It's a big fight.

It's important to me, mom. I need you there.

It would mean a lot to me.

Of course I'm gonna be there.

Finally.

My back teeth are floating.

I don't even... that's...

- You ready to roll? - Yes, I am, Captain.

Mom, we'll be back in about, uh... about an hour.

- I'll be here. - All right.

No autographs, please. No autographs, please.

All right. That's it.

Relax. Stretch out.

Hey, Joe, can I talk to you for a minute?

I want to go over some things for tonight.

Hey. How'd it go this morning?

I fucking hate needles, but it was fine.

You're not looking for a vein.

It can't get much easier.

When's the next one?

When I give it to you.

Look, as long as you're getting it from me,

I'll control the dosage.

The shit's pretty fucking magical,

but it's not a way of life.

When you're all recovered, we're done.

- That's all I need. - All right.

What are you gonna do until the fight?

Maybe lay around a little bit.

Sleep.

Poop, if I'm so inclined.

What about you?

Turn my fucking head off, man.

I don't know. Shit.

I suck at waiting.

Lisa and I used to, uh, go to Lacma.

There was this artist there who did these, like, giant,

shiny dogs. Huge.

And there was one that was just

vacuum cleaners in a case.

Like a sculpture?

Very perceptive, Jay.

- Like art, you know? - Yeah.

You know, we would wander around together and just, like,

after a while, they all start to make sense, you know?

Yes, but museums exhaust me, sir.

They're exhausting.

It's 'cause you're a fucking philistine.

Hey, Mac. Come over here, man.

Wow.

What were you guys talking about over there, huh?

Titties and racecars.

- Oh. - What's up?

I will be hosting the post-fight party

at casa de Kulina this evening.

It's gonna be a very special night.

And win or lose, I've been a good boy.

But this behavior will abruptly conclude this evening.

What do you have in mind?

I would like everything

that gets me high, low, and in between.

I want to wake up tomorrow

and remember shit that didn't happen, Mac,

so whatever you got that does that,

I will put it inside of me.

It's gonna be one of those nights.

Oh, yes, it's going to be one of those nights.

Oh, yeah!

Except for you.

Not you because you're on parole.

You owe me like 20 bucks, just so you know.

Can I talk to my fighter, please?

I made a shitty mistake, Ryan.

I should have been here.

No fucking excuse.

- It's okay. - No, man, it's not okay.

You did everything I asked you to do.

You did everything right,

and I asked you to do a lot, Ryan.

Mm.

You gave a lot, too. I mean,

I wouldn't be this far without you.

The cut went well. I'm fine.

If you don't mind,

I'd rather just set this shit aside

and focus on the fight.

What do you need from me right now?

I wouldn't mind a few hours alone,

get my head right.

Done. I'll clear the gym out.

You and Lisa, too, if that's... cool.

Okay.

Place is all yours.

Is Jay still asleep?

Yeah, the door's shut.

Probably get him up pretty soon.

Should I make some food for the party?

It's, uh... it's not that kind of party.

What?

Show me your arms.

What?

Come on, Nate. Show me.

What are you d... mom, what the fuck?

I found it in the bathroom.

- What are you using? - Nothing.

Come on. Who you talking to here?

You took forever in there this morning,

and I heard you rustling around.

What are you taking? Is it... is it oxy?

Oxy? No. It's HGH, okay?

It's to help my recovery.

It's really not a big deal.

Well...