Bleed for This

Uh...

Vinny went to the wrong hotel.

The wrong hotel? Yeah.

Motherfucker, how many Caesar Palaces they got in Las Vegas?

He'll be here!

We are going to start the weigh-in.

If Pazienza is not here by 7:00,

he will be disqualified.

Shit.

Ash.

Ash, answer the phone!

Hello?

Tell Vinny they're going ahead.

They're going ahead.

Just hold them off. Tell them I'm coming.

He's coming.

Where's he at?

Where's he at? He's on the fucking bicycle.

No, dummy. His weight. What fucking' weight's he at?

Where you at, Vinny? I'm coming!

He's coming.

139 pounds and three-quarters.

Fuck.

Tell Vinny that Roger made weight.

Where the fuck's your boy?

What are you so worried about? Where the hell you have to be, anyway?

Beating your pizza-faced, Liberace-son back to Boston.

Hey! Hey! We're from Providence!

He'll be here. He'll be here. He'll be here.

Don't you worry about that. He's gonna be here. He's gonna be here.

He gonna make it?

Got a little surprise for you.

Get your motherfucking dick out my face!

He can't take his eyes off me.

He still looks big.

This is gonna be close.

140 pounds even.

Yeah!

Behind me, the casino here at Caesar's,

and, yes, the eve of the big fight.

Roger Mayweather defending against Vinny Pazienza.

For the WBC super lightweight championship...

Bottom line is that I'm willing

to die in that ring tomorrow night.

I don't think he's ready to make that sacrifice.

Damn straight. 'Cause there ain't no need to.

Boy thinking about dying instead of boxing.

That should tell you all you need to know.

Motherfucker, tomorrow night, you gone.

I'm gonna rain on you like a thunderstorm.

Be scared. Yeah.

Do me a favor though, tomorrow you get yourself a Tic Tac.

And if you're this close to me tomorrow,

I'm gonna knock you the fuck out. Okay.

You all right, champ?

Yeah, yeah. I'm feeling good.

Yeah.

I know you are.

You need anything? Nah, I'm good.

What you doing? You going to bed? Yeah. Big day tomorrow.

Hey, you should hit the hay, too.

Yeah, definitely, Pop.

Okay, good night. Good night.

Ride the fever. Wally Cleaver loves the beaver!

Blow on those.

Yeah!

Baby. You're up 100K, all right?

Shouldn't you just call it quits?

Yeah, yeah. Just order another OJ.

I'm not thirsty.

What are you doing here? I'm splitting 10s.

I mean, don't you think you should be

getting some rest for tomorrow?

It is tomorrow. Yeah, relax. Just go ahead.

Okay, yeah.

I don't like this.

Too many, too many! Yes!

Baby, come on! Yeah, baby! Vinny! Vinny!

God, Vinny!

Yeah. Yeah! Too many!

Boom!

He's an animal.

Who splits 10s on a $20,000 hand?

You shut up.

Come on, Vinny! Come on!

Solid right hand inside by Mayweather.

Pazienza stopped in his tracks.

Got his attention pretty good right there.

What are you doing? Get in there.

Solid right hand right on the eye! That hurt him.

I question, though,

whether we'll ever see Pazienza in the ring again

after taking a beating like this.

That guy's got a lot of heart.

I'm telling you, he's got a lot of heart.

More action after the bell.

I can take that all day!

You got nothing! Come on! Come on! (BELL DINGING)

I got it. I got it. I got it. I'm fine.

I got it. I got it.

I got this. I got it.

Darryl, give us your score.

Okay, I've got it to eight rounds to three.

107-101, favor Roger Mayweather.

I think he's winning the fight big, and certainly the night.

Good right hand right there.

That was the best right hand of the fight.

Why let it go any further?

Well, because he's a fighter.

Watch him finish the fight. Well, that's true.

What's going on?

Nothing, Ma. He's still in his corner.

I'm stopping that fight.

I'm not waiting for a doctor to make the decision.

You're not gonna win on points.

You gotta knock him out. Vinny, you gotta knock him out.

Hey, champ. Champ. You all right?

Yeah. Yeah, I'm fine. You all right? Okay.

You got this. You got this. Now let's bury him!

Two hands, Vinny!

Oh, God.

Look at his arms.

(INDISTINCT ANNOUNCEMENTS OVER PA)

You have ketosis.

What does that mean? I'm just dehydrated, Pop.

We're in the desert, Vinny.

I see a lot of dehydration cases. This isn't that.

Doc, I've been doing it this way forever. This is how it goes for me.

Well, you can't keep doing it like this.

Yeah. Thank you, Doc.

Appreciate it.

It's weird, Ma.

It's not weird. Don't put too much salt.

I'm not gonna put salt, I'm putting parsley.

If you hadn't knocked this thing over...

Would you stop crying about the fucking elephant already?

All right, there we go. Honest.

I'm just saying', I'm not crying.

Hey, you want to set the table, Jon?

Sorry.

Hey, Ma. You watch the fight, yet?

No. I can't watch you get hurt.

Yeah, well, you know I don't get hurt.

Where's the tape at?

It's in the VCR.

Can you put that there, please?

Well, will you move this thing off the table?

I can't do two things at once, can I?

The WBC super lightweight title.

If "will" and "want to" alone was all that mattered,

Pazienza could beat this guy, but "will" would only take you so far,

unless you can bring some skill along with it.

That's called an old-fashioned paint job in Philadelphia.

And for about the half-dozenth time, they scrimmage after the bell.

And Lou Duva goes after Roger Mayweather.

Now that's one of the silliest things he could ever have done.

Well, Mayweather punched him!

We're talking about a guy in his 60s...

Vinny, shut it off!

We're eating. Okay. I'm coming.

How'd it feel to take a shot from a world champ?

He hits like a (BLEEP) altar boy.

What do you think will be the next move for Vinny after this fight?

Next. I don't know if there's gonna be a next.

Now's not the time for an announcement,

but as far as I'm concerned, Vinny Pazienza shouldn't fight no more.

Now, boxing's been good to him and he's been good to boxing,

and that's where it should end.

Excuse me, I'm sorry.

I'm good. Vinny, darling, come here.

I'll have more.

Ridiculous.

Just be happy with what you got.

It's gonna fall out of her head now, you know...

Pop, stay calm, all right?

I need them to set the next fight.

Vinny, Angelo, come on in.

Angelo. Uh...

What a surprise.

How you doing, Vinny?

They block the driveway?

We need to talk.

You should have called first.

You know I don't like to take meetings in the house.

Yeah, and you should have thought before opening your fucking mouth