All She Wrote

Aaron.

Aaron!

Where have you been, man?

Can you stay by yourself for a moment?

- Be right back. - Yeah.

Aaron! Aaron!

Not again, man. Look what you did to the wall.

I did all that?

Look at your hands.

Forget about it. Time to go now.

What about my gloves?

What was that?

What am I gonna fight with?

Aaron.

Just take your guitar and follow me, okay?

My guitar.

- Okay. - Let's go.

The good thing about being crazy is the fact that you don't realise it.

Well, that's not my case.

It all started when I first became champ.

I'd prepared for this ever since I was a little kid.

The thing was, that I was getting into the ring

thinking that the guy in front of me stood between me and my dream.

After each fight,

I felt sorry for what I had done…

But only for a while.

I became the middleweight champion…

And it all changed.

And, of course, there was Evelyn.

My brain was definitely starting to be affected because…

Whoo!

The carpet there, please.

Yes, there.

Uh, take the Scarface off.

And the belt.

We gotta change everything!

To be honest, I wasn't preparing for the fights like I used to.

Come on, Aaron.

If we accept that my marriage was the first sign

that there was something wrong with me, this was the second.

Very concerned for my health,

Michael and Evelyn wanted me to do just one more fight before I took a break.

I hope you've caught the irony in my words.

- What's that mean? - You cannot fight anymore.

- What? - What?

You should start treatment.

- How much is that gonna cost? - Shut up, Evelyn.

- I cannot talk about that? - Shut your mouth, Evelyn.

He cannot fight anymore and the lawsuits are coming, do you get it?

- I get it. I got it! - Do you get it?

You're not!

I can't fight anymore?

Yeah. The lawsuits came.

I lost.

I started getting lost almost every day.

Missing for hours.

Maybe days.

Look at me, Aaron.

Aaron, look at me!

Look at me!

I'm doing everything I can for you, God is my witness.

I gave you all my support, but you have to give something back!

Are you listening to me?

You don't care!

You don't care about anything!

About nothing…

Of course, Evelyn's reaction was not surprising.

Aren't you gonna even try to stop me?

My mind was blocked.

And that's how I ended up here.

Trying to make a living through one of my old hobbies.

Bo… Bobby?

You're late for work.

Shit.

You said you were gonna submit him in the first round.

I tried.

You don't shut up, he'll be disqualified.

Hey, don't look at her in the eyes, alright?

Hurry up.

I'll be right there.

- I can't. - You said you'd try.

I changed my mind.

The doctor recommended this, remember?

Sorry, guys. Sorry.

He didn't recommend this place.

Shit. They've started without me.

Whoo!

Uh, maybe some of you know this song.

Where are you going?

One song? You can't do this again.

I gave it all I got.

If I go on, then it won't be real.

Who gives a shit? People are here to see you.

- Michael, please. - Aaron.

We can't afford it, okay?

It's clear for everyone now that Aaron is kind of crazy.

So, I'm taking over the story from now on.

Don't worry, you're in better hands. And here comes the question.

Who am I and what am I doing here? Right?

Well, it all started with her.

We were born and raised in Bulgaria.

Ever since I was little, people were finding me too weird.

The thing was that, up until my eighth year,

I simply refused to communicate with anybody.

So, what?

So, what?

Because of her, my parents made me learn sign language.

Come on. It's not that easy.

I spent almost a year studying.

I could at least have had a few deaf friends.

My parents decided I was retarded.

They sent me to a school for mentally challenged children.

There were only gypsies there, who weren't retarded.

They were there because of the free textbooks and food.

I don't know what made me leave my usual apathetic state.

Spitting competition?

I don't know, but that was the start of a very unusual friendship.

Actually, it was the start of a new family.

They taught me everything they knew, and I quickly became one of the them.

You know that sexual maturation usually does not come with a mental one.

With Jana, it was even more…

Actually, you better see it for yourself.

Here comes the crazy Jana.

Beware not to let her catch you.

Bobby?

Shut up, you morons.

That was it.

The only people Jana wanted to have something to do with were the gypsies…

And me.

What's up, babe?

Hey, Mr Hunter.

- Hi. - Did you see that girl who…

- Who was walking around all the people? - I didn't see her.

Uh, well… well, that's my sister. Yeah.

- It's your sister? - Yeah, and her name is, uh, Jana.

- Jana, come back! - I won't do it.

We need the money.

- And you have to talk to other people. - Don't make me, Bobby!

- There is a guy who… - Please, don't make me go back.

His bed is right next to the door.

Okay.

Jana, don't you think it's time you found someone?

I don't know.

I have you, don't I?

You know what I mean.

You want to get rid of me!

No, I don't. It's a normal thing for every woman.

Now you think I'm normal.

What about Aaron? The singer.

But… he's crazy.

At least he likes you.

You don't know.

I'm not making this up. I spoke to him.

You can go on a date, hang out. We'll see how it turns out.

Look, this might be good for both of us.

He used to be a fighter.

Jana?

Hey, Bobby.

Bobby, I know you're in there.

I saw you come back with that crazy wacko sister of yours.

Hey, calm down, John. I'll give you the money, okay?

- When? - Soon, man. Soon.

It's just, my sister's medication is very expensive, okay?

I understand, Bobby. But don't bullshit me.

'Cause I'll send you back to Bolivia or wherever the hell you came from!

- It's not Bolivia. It's Bulgaria. - Whatever!

Freaking Bulgaria, Bolivia. Who cares?

Ain't gonna give his money back. Of course not.

But in order to fully understand what I'm about to do now,

I should tell you more about me.

Now is the time for the camera to zoom towards my face.

Yeah, that's better.

When I was 20, I became a national kickboxing champion.

Yeah.

And also won a few MMA tournaments.

Whoo!

Since I was a child, I was hooked on American movies,

but I wasn't prepared for the Bulgarian reality yet.

Mmm.

Come on.

I always dreamed of living in Manhattan.

I was surprised how cheap the rent was.

The path to my dream was going to be a long one.

So, I had to find a job.

I decided to ask for help from my coach, Teddy.

And he asked me, "What could you do except fighting?"

Finally, my sister was useful.

I came up with the brilliant idea of starting a company called.

Music for the Deaf.

Freaking Bulgaria, Bolivia. Who cares?

Well, that's not alright.

We should rewind a bit.

It's just my sister's medication is very expensive.

I understand, Bobby. But don't bullshit me.

'Cause I'll send you back to Bolivia, or wherever the hell you came from!

- It's Bulgaria. Not Bolivia. - Whatever!

Freaking Bulgaria, Bolivia. Who cares?

Bobby!

Bobby, it's been a few months since I've seen money.

I swear I'll come back with immigration.