Kingdom

Alvey: A lot of fighters choose nicknames...

"The Crippler."

"The Nightmare." "Rumble."

Most of them are fucking stupid.

I fought a guy once called himself the "The Fuck Stick."

- That's a cock. -

Marnix "The Fuck Stick" Jansen. He was a Dutch fellow.

He had a problem with the translation.

He was a very good fighter, though.

I was "King" Kulina.

I hated that name.

My father made me take it to honor him.

Fucker had cancer. What was I gonna do?

Said we had royal blood.

Liked the way the two "Ks" sounded together. "King" Kulina.

It was a bit grandiose.

That was my old man.

That fucker truly believed

that we were blessed with royal blood,

that it was special from God, it was better than yours.

I'm talking about guy who was too fucking mean and lazy

to ever have a fucking job.

I wanted to murder this motherfucker.

And I had a plan when I was a kid.

I didn't do it...

'Cause of my mother.

Sweet woman.

Hmm.

I guess she fell in love with him

before he unzipped his asshole and the real guy came out.

- Ha! -

Anyway...

Let's not make this about him.

This is about what you two gentleman did to my son.

You think you're gonna make me live with something,

motherfucker?

You think I don't have enough shit?

Lower your head, please.

And bow to the king.

Do not.

- -

That was nice.

You're pretty good when you're paying attention.

You're hard to ignore.

Go ahead.

I'm starving.

You want to get some breakfast?

Uh, I can't.

That was my brother.

- Is everything okay? - Yeah.

Yeah, I just got to get home.

Hey.

You're supposed to give me a condescending kiss on the cheek.

Lisa: You need to hop in the shower.

We're gonna be late for breakfast with my dad.

What is...

Hide the gun from me.

Okay.

What's going on?

A couple of nights, or days, before Nate got attacked,

I was on my run.

I got jumped by a couple of Mexican dudes.

I was on the path. I bumped into them.

It was no big deal, but we got into it good.

Couple nights ago, Nate tells me that

after these guys beat the shit out of him,

they said to him, "tell your pops we said, 'what's up?'"

I told the police. They couldn't make a connection.

I should... I should've pressed.

I don't fucking understand.

Why didn't Nate say something to us sooner?

I don't know.

Maybe he didn't want me to make it worse, Lisa.

I mean, he knows I'm not a rational man.

Neither is his brother.

- So, does Jay know? - No.

And he won't know until I tell him.

Okay.

10 years ago, I would have fucking lit these guys up.

I would have chopped them to pieces.

How's that for growth?

You need sleep.

I'm gonna tell my dad we can't make it.

No, no. We'll go, we'll go, we'll go, we'll go, we'll go.

No, I would love to cancel on him.

He's your father.

In a few years, he's gonna be dead,

and you're gonna feel terrible, so we'll go.

We'll make him pick up the tab.

Keith: I'm gonna go back inside now.

Ryan: Go ahead, man.

Are you coming, too?

In a little bit.

Yeah, actually, I'm just gonna stay out here.

There's a nice breeze, and everybody else is out here.

Your parents coming?

Nope.

Why not?

'Cause they're angry with me, Keith.

Still?

I did some bad things.

Gosh, I know, but I know you.

My mom never stayed mad at me, ever.

Not for nothing.

'Cause you're a good guy, Keith.

Just got to stay away from they avocados, son.

Way past that now.

The funny thing about that is

is that it wasn't even about the avocados.

That's just what I got caught for.

I mean, my penis touched so many fruits that day.

Where's Lisa? Is Lisa coming?

I don't think so, Keith.

What about the fitness guy,

the one who calls you on your phone?

- Alvey? - Yeah.

I don't think his coming, either.

Keith, stop asking, man. You're depressing the shit out of me.

Sorry.

Can we go back inside now?

Sure.

Do you want to do a puzzle? I got one with humpback whales.

No, thanks.

Cool. We'll just take a nap or something.

You can read your book, and I'll watch.

Jay: Look at you, you little scamp.

Where were you, huh?

Don't worry about it.

Don't worry about it?

Did somebody take a little trip to the boom-boom room?

Is that where you were? Where you in the boom-boom room?

Was it the therapist?

Did you take your clothes off

and have a little game of wrestle?

Her name is Tatiana.

Tatiana.

Aww.

I am proud of you.

My little baby boy.

I always hoped you'd meet a good doctor.

I did. I'm so damn proud of you.

Having sex, growing up.

Boy.

Bam.

I need your help this afternoon.

You got to look after mom for a bit.

Are you fucking kidding me? No way, dude.

Dude, help me out just for a couple hours, dude.

I got to train 'cause I got a fight tomorrow night.

You fucking with me?

Lisa hooked me up with Bucky DeMarco.

It's a shit-sandwich of a deal on three-days' notice

for no money, but it's a start.

Yeah.

That's really fast, dude.

You... I mean, can you make weight?

I don't have to worry about that.

I'm fighting up a class.

That's a bad idea.

Nate, it's a terrible idea, but I believe in myself.

- How's your hand? - My hand?

My hand feels fine. I got two.

Okay, is dad cornering you?

Fuck no, dude. I'm unaffiliated.

I got Mac in my corner. Fuck that. I'll do it.

Dude, I need you to be here to look after mom.

Help me out.

All right.

All right. Now, look.

You have this whole house to yourself.

Mom is locked up. Nobody's gonna be here.

This castle is yours, so you feel free to luxuriate

and maybe take your pants down

and masturbate in the parlor room if you're so inclined.

Fuck off, Jay. Go train.

Nothing for me. I'll just take the check.

- Oh, let me get this one. - No, sir. No, sir.

Please. I’ll charge it to the room.

Thank you, dad. Thank you.

I-I was just saying we don't get to see enough of you.

Oh, it think, uh, Lisa sees about as much of me as she wants to.

Dad.

Well, what else should I think? You never call.

You don't call me, either.