World in My Corner

Knock him out!

Put the rush on him!

Put the rush on him!

Put it on there.

Take him out!

The last round's coming up.

You're way behind.

Cram's down there, you understand?

You're making me look bad!

I've seen better fights at the hockey games.

What am I wasting my time here for?

You're here so I can watch you.

That way you'll stay in condition.

Get us a drink.

Root beer.

Sure, Harry.

Hello, Mr. Bernstein.

Hello, Stretch.

Remember, plenty of bounce.

Weave.

You started to gas up.

Where were you the first three rounds?

Looking for my head.

I guess we struck out.

Cram's leaving.

Better luck next time.

Sure, I'll bring a gun, Cisco.

Harry, when I saw you leaving, I thought...

It's a long way over here.

It's a long way back.

The gas fumes in the tunnel make me sick,

like you and this tramp of yours do.

Hey, I don't like being called a tramp.

I thought he'd make a better showing.

He was nervous 'cause you were here.

He'll be better next time, Harry.

The name is Cram.

Do yourself and me a favor, forget it.

Hey, where do you get off shoving people around?

Your timing's off, boy.

You're gonna need a lot of experience.

Come on.

How are you, Dave?

I thought you quit the business.

It quit me.

Look, Mr. Cram, I'm sorry to cause you all this trouble

but just give me a minute of your time.

There's all sorts of ways I can fit into your setup.

I got a little deal right in my own neighborhood.

You keep taking punches like tonight

and you won't have enough sense left to untie your shoes.

What's it to you?

Nothing.

I'm thinking suicide, that's all.

Hasn't anybody ever told you that you'll never get

very far in the fight game bucking Harry Cram?

If you have to take that kind of gaffe

to get anywhere, you can have it.

Well, why'd you take this vow?

Improve my social status.

Oh, broke, huh?

That's what makes fighters, good fighters.

What they haven't got gets them started

and what they're afraid of going back to

keeps him in the ring, it ain't for fun.

You can say that again.

Who taught you to fight?

Ray Kacsmerek.

He was a fighter himself.

I know.

Had a perfect record.

Lost every fight.

What happened tonight wasn't Ray's fault.

He was just mistaken about one thing,

thinking I could be a fighter.

But you could be.

You could take a punch and your game

and I got a feeling you could hit if you would learn right.

I just learned, from Parker.

Yeah.

You did a little better in that last round, how come?

I don't know.

Guess I felt bad about the way I looked in there.

Like a bum.

Pride's a good thing in a fighter.

Yeah, I can see who it would help if he can fight

but after tonight, I think I'll just forget about it.

I'll tell you something.

I never tried to talk nobody into it

but I got this much sickness left in me.

When I see a boy who looks like he might have something,

I tell him,

but I don't ask him that he should stay with fighting,

that's up to him.

You know what that's for?

That was made for picking up things, not for hitting people

but if you gotta fight, do it the right way.

If you ever see it that way,

that's where you can find me.

What you doing, Tommy?

Going back to no man's land, Benny.

I just got laid off.

Oh, that's too bad.

Don't let it get you down, things will get better.

Ha, yeah.

I've been hearing that ever since I got out of the army.

Work will come to you.

You just gotta be patient.

That ain't easy on an empty stomach.

Your old man made a good living

in a tannery for a long time.

Yeah, long enough to work himself to death

before he was 50.

And for what?

Even if you make a living, what's it for?

So you can pay rent on a room and a lousy joint over there?

Worm's-eye-view from the wrong side of the river.

That ain't the way I want to live.

Sure, Tommy.

Say, does Dave Bernstein live here?

Yes, you'll find him at the garage.

Thanks.

Anything I can do for you?

I was looking for Dave Bernstein.

He'll probably be back soon.

I'll wait.

Well this is sure a fancy trap.

Where'd Bernstein get the loot?

He doesn't own it, just works here.

Who does own it?

Man named Mallinson.

Oh, you work for him too, huh?

Yeah.

Yeah, you might say so.

He must be a pretty nice guy

to let you use all this equipment.

Say, about all those places I saw on the way up here,

like this one,

where do they get it?

I mean, where do they heist the kind of money it takes?

Some inherit it.

Ever hear of the Mallinson Ball Bearings?

So that's what did it.

Little round pieces of steel.

Mamma mia.

Boy, she's got it, huh?

She's pretty, isn't she?

Man, I'd like to get close to that.

Yeah, you'd give an impression.

Where does she fit in the scenery?

She's Mallinson's daughter.

50,000 miles.

What?

A friend of mine always says that

when something's a long way off

and you haven't got a prayer of getting close to it.

Your friend is right.

Must be great having it made like this

from the day you're born.

She doesn't think so.

She wants to be a writer.

Works very hard at it.

Her father even got her job in a newspaper.

She's a bright girl but she just can't seem to make it.

You're breaking my heart.

I know a dame who went to work in a grocery store

when she was 15.

She's bright too but if she loses her job,

she can't worry about it in no swimming pool.

Hello, Mr. Bernstein.

Remember me?

Tommy Shea.

Sure, I remember you.

I've been thinking about what you've said

and I wanna go on fighting and I want you to handle me.

Yeah, well,

when I talked to you the other night,

I guess I got a little carried away.

I shouldn't have said it.

I'm out of the business.

You told me to look you up.

I know, but you better forget it, you'll be way ahead.

Look, I came all the way...

Sounds like good advice to me.

Nobody asked you.

Watch it, son.

You don't look like a fighter.

Who are you to know if I look like a fighter or not?

Watch what you're saying!

Sorry, Mr. Mallinson.

Mallinson?

Having yourself some fun, huh?

I just didn't want to embarrass you.

Yeah, okay kid, there's just been a mistake all around.

Sorry.

Well, don't be.

I'm sorry I stepped on your grass.

If you were a little younger, I'd take a poke at you.

Wait a minute.

Would it make you feel any better to take that punch at me?