The first 196 lines.
- Go on, Duke! - Punish him, Duke.
Don't get stuck in the corner!
He's The Duke, Duke, Duke! He's The Duke, Duke, Duke!
He's The Duke, Duke, Duke! He's The Duke, Duke, Duke!
- Hey! - Ref!
- You ain't got nothing! - Ref, come on!
You fuckin' cheatin'! Fuckin' wanker!
You do that again, I'll break your fuckin' legs!
Come here you fuckin' prick!
Let's go! Let's fuckin' go!
Oi, Colman!
This how you let your fighters carry on?
Yeah?
He caught ya, yeah?
He caught ya' 'cause you're fuckin' about.
Hey, the people came to see a show, bruv.
And I'm givin''em one.
I say fuck the show, let's fight fire with fire.
Yo, Jay, would you just shut up and clean his eye.
I don't want the ref to call it a stoppage.
Go fuck' em up, mate.
It's good to see the British press out here supportin' Duke.
He looks off, you reckon the occasion is too much for him?
No occasion too big for "The Duke."
I knew that the day I signed him.
What's important is bringing that belt back to the UK
and showing the world that Marshall Promotions
is a major force in the boxing game.
And what do you say to allegations
that Marshall Promotions is a front to launder drug money?
How' 'bout I jam that pen in your fuckin' ear, mate.
It's okay, son.
Listen, if you want a private interview,
I can give you one, just not now.
After the fight.
My team can direct you to my suite.
Very good.
One more question-- Oh, all right, okay.
Are you out your fuckin' mind?
Never take attention away from what's happening in the ring.
When are you gonna get that in your fucking head, eh?
You fuckin' idiot.
Sorry, dad.
How much longer are you gonna feel him out?
All I need is three rounds, four tops, then I got him.
I know his rhythm now.
Well then, show them who they came to see.
The fuckin' Duke.
Yeah?
The only round that matters...
...is the next one.
Come on! Yes!
Go, Duke!
Go on then bruv!
Yes!
Yes, brother!
Out!
Yes!
For the WBC,
heavyweight championship of the world,
Maduka "The Duke" Kilroy!
Yes!
Whoo!
What's the point of all this, Walsh?
You could be writin' about...
footballers...
anything...
why this?
Why me?
'Cause you're a phony,
and you hide behind boxing.
Phony?
See, people like you,
they feel they're so high on their horse,
that they can't fall off.
So then...
we have to knock you off.
Boxing...
is a criminal enterprise.
Always has been, and always will be.
Tonight's story...
is gonna be about Duke.
And that's it.
Heavyweight fuckin' champ of the world...
- Can you believe this, Joy? - Of course I can.
Told you ten years ago you would.
You used to call me "The Oracle."
Okay.
Why weren't you there tonight?
I looked at some houses...
Hmm.
LA is nice.
Yeah, but is it something for us?
It'd be nice for us, yeah.
By the water, couple of bedrooms.
Everything we always talked about, and plus,
as a developer I can begin to sell there.
So what's the hold up?
No hold up.
Joy...
what's the hold up?
Duke, are we really gonna do this right now?
It's your night...
you're the heavyweight champ.
Yeah...
you're right.
But it's our night.
Just like we said, right?
Tomorrow, life changes.
I talked with Colman.
Everything's in place.
I sign with him, leave Kingsley,
and we move to LA.
We set our own path.
It's easy for you to say.
You can now do whatever you want.
Hey...
where I go, we go.
I love you.
I always have, and I always will.
Ever since we were kids at school.
So let me hear you say it. Hmm?
Tomorrow,
we will start our new life.
Duke...
I need to hear you say it.
Tomorrow,
we start our new life.
Mmm.
I gotta go.
It's the champ!
All right, make a speech bruv.
Hey, everyone shut the fuck up!
The champ wants to speak!
- Yeah! - Whoo!
My head hurts too much to have a sip,
so you all have three for me, yeah?
Uh...
Joe Lewis.
Ali.
Frazier.
Foreman.
Holmes.
Tyson.
Holyfield.
Seven of the greatest heavyweights of all time,
but what's the common denominator...
Not one of them was from London.
But Duke...
- Duke's gonna change that. - Come with me.
He's gonna show the world
that the greatest doesn't have to be American.
That the greatest can,
and will be from London.
Let's raise a glass to "The Duke."
You're not only London's favorite son...
you're like a son to me.
Hmm.
Now go and enjoy the expensive food and drink I'm paying for.
I could fit the yard I grew up in in Jamaica inside this room.
Everything I built from the ground up.
Never took a handout from nobody.
I not only earned this...
I deserve it.
Yeah, you come a long way.
Loving family, beautiful wife,
your daughter expanding the business.
You got everything you need, right?
Well, men like you and me, we're not...
we're not measured by wives and children.
We're measured by what we build with our own two hands.
That's what lasts forever.
Congratulations.
Oh, damn, wow...
a hug and congratulations from CeCe,
I'm winning everything tonight, wow.
- See ya. - Mmhmm.
I saw you talking to the investors.
- Get you a drink? - Please.
Everything on top?
Numbers look good.
Really good, actually.
We start the necessary paperwork now,
could be on track to breaking ground
on the second casino within the year.
Half a dozen across Europe in the next five.
Yeah, maybe down the road.
But right now, we need to ride this wave that Duke is on.
About the office space for your wife...
Her name's Joy.
I'm not sure now is the best time for a...
vanity purchase, if you ask me.
Wasn't asking.
- You good? - Yeah, yeah, yeah...
Do you think Dad was watching the fight?
I don't know, man.
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