Rocky

Get him!

Come on--hit him! Hit him!

You're waltzing. Give this sucker some action.

You're fighting like a bum.

You want some advice?

Water.

Cold beer here. Get your beer.

Come on!

Rocky, should I bet the fight don't go three rounds?

- You feel strong? - Absolutely.

You want some good advice?

- Mouthpiece. - Move into your...

Come on, let's go!

Give him room!

Hold your hands up!

All right. All right.

Next, a six-rounder between local lightweights

Kid Brooks and Sugar Johnson.

Good going, champ!

- Hey. - Hey, what?

- You got a smoke? - Yeah, you could have this one.

You're a bum.

You're a bum--you know that? You're a bum!

Hey.

You really got lucky tonight.

Spider, here's your share. $40.00, less $15 locker and corner man,

$5 shower and towel, 7% tax.

Comes to $17.20

You fought a good fight, Spider.

Balboa, you get winner's share.

$65 less $15 locker and corner end,

$5 shower and towel and 7% tax,

comes to $40.55

When do I fight again?

Maybe two weeks. Give me a call.

The doctor should be in in about 20 minutes.

Hey, boy.

You guys are gettin' better every year, you know that?

Hey, your old man did pretty good tonight.

Why weren't you there, huh? You should've seen me.

You guys hungry? Huh?

Here you go.

Here you go.

You wanna see your friend Moby Dick, huh?

How're you doin', Moby Dick? You missed me today or what? Huh?

Huh?

Here you go. Say hi.

You know, if you guys could sing or dance,

I wouldn't be doin' this, you know.

And, uh, last turtle food I got here.

That's, uh... last turtle food I got here.

It had more flies in it-- more moths and flies.

More flies--more moths-- who the hell cares?

How you feelin' this morning, huh? Full of life?

Fine.

Hey, how you doin', killer? How's the turtle food this week?

Fine.

Me, I'm kind of aggravated, you know?

Oh, I'm sorry.

Not your fault. I'm just kind of aggravated. Wanna hear about it?

I'll tell you somebody who don't wanna hear about it.

- How you doin', Gloria? - Yeah.

The last turtle food I got had more moths in it than flies, you know, Adrian?

And these moths get caught in the turtle's throat, right about here,

and they cough, and I gotta smack 'em on the back of the shell.

And what do you think they get, huh? And they get what?

Huh?

Come on.

Shell shock.

Shell shock.

You're startin' with bad jokes early, huh?

Well, no, it's just inventin' jokes ain't so easy sometimes.

No joke, huh?

Hey, how's my buddy doin' today? Yo, Butkus!

- I ain't had time to check on him. - Yo, Butkus!

Hey, gimme a kiss.

Gimme a kiss, Butkus.

Adrian, I want you to go downstairs and clean all the cat cages.

They're a mess.

You gotta pay for that turtle food, rockhead.

Hey, crime don't pay-- you know that, Gloria. You know that.

- Yo, Rock, how's your boxin'? - Real good.

- Hey, Rock, you fightin' again? - Yeah, yeah.

Hey, we'll make some money real soon, huh?

Yeah, a million dollars.

Hey, you. Where you goin'?

Where you goin', huh? Where you runnin'?

- Where you runnin'? - Hey! Hey!

- Hey! Don't hit the face! - Shut up!

- Not the face! - Mr. Gazzo wants the 200 now.

I'm broke--honest to God!

Mr. Gazzo says I should get the 200 or break your thumb, you understand?

- Please! Please-- - What's your name again?

- Bob. - Bob. Listen, Bob. Listen, Bob!

You wanna dance, you gotta pay the band, understand?

You wanna borrow, you gotta pay the man.

Hey, I ain't emotionally involved, Bob, you understand?

Give me some money.

Give me some money. Come on.

There's 130 here.

That's it. That's it. I'm broke.

Hey, Bob. Hey, hey. You're still $70 light.

You don't have to break nothing. Here, take my coat.

It's worth 50, $60.

Here. Take the coat. Take the coat!

- Just-- - No, you should've planned ahead.

You know that? You should've planned ahead.

We'll fake it. I'll tape up the hand like you broke the thumb.

You should've planned ahead.

Gazzo don't have to know! He won't be wise to nothin'!

Gazzo won't be wise to nothin'. Keep the coat!

Keep the...

He only had 130, but I think he's good for the rest next week, Mr. Gazzo.

Sure, Rocky. Bob's good for it.

That's it for today. Here.

Tomorrow collect from Del Rio.

He's late three weeks and I don't like it.

Tomorrow, three weeks, Del Rio?

All right, I got it. Del Rio-- how do you spell Del Rio?

- How'd you do last night? - I did real good.

- Hey! - What?

- Did you get the license number? - Of what?

The truck that run over your face.

Relax, Buddy. All right, pull it over here.

I wanna let Rocky out, then I'm gonna talk to him for a few seconds.

How come you didn't break this guy's thumb like I told you?

- How do you know I didn't-- - You don't think I hear things?

Did I give you a job this morning or I didn't, huh?

So, why didn't you break his thumb like I told you to?

When you don't do what I tell you to do, you make me look bad, Rock.

I figured--look, I figured if I break the guy's thumb,

he gets laid off, right? Then he can't make--

Don't figure--let me do the figurin', okay, Rock?

From here on in, just let me do the figurin', you know?

These guys think that we're runnin' some kind of charity or somethin'.

That they can get off light.

From here on in, do what I tell you to do

because it's bad for my reputation, you understand?

You got--You got it, Rock?

I got it.

Hey, how do you spell Del Rio?

- Open a dictionary, Rock! - Come on!

Hey, I won't let that happen no more-- about the thumb.

You know?

So long, meatbag.

I should've broke your thumbs!

Hey, Rock, heard you did real good last night.

Absolutely. You should've seen me.

Don't you think you oughtta take a rest?

- No, my back is hurtin'. - Your back?

My back is hurtin'. You deaf?

No, I'm short.

Hey, yo, Mike,

where's my lock? Whose stuff is this in my locker?

It's Dipper's stuff. It ain't your locker no more.

What you talkin' 'bout, it ain't my locker?

It's been my locker for six years. Where's my gear?

Mickey told me to bag it and hang it.

You put my stuff on skid row.

I been in that locker for six years

and you put my stuff in a bag on skid row?

Mickey tells me what to do, I gotta do it, right, Rock?

Where is he?

He's outside working with Dipper.

- He's in a bad mood. - So am I.

Get your hands up there. Keep your hands up. That's right.

- Hey, Mick. - Shut up!

To the body. To the body. Atta boy.

Time. Time!

The hell. What do you want?

How're you feelin' today?

- What? - I said, how're you feelin'?

- What are you--a doctor? - You got problems today?

Never mind my problem-- what's your problem?

My problem is I've been talking to your man Michael.

I wanna know how come I've been put out of my locker.

Because Dipper needed it. Dipper's a contender.

He's a climber. You know what you are?

- What? - You're a tomato.

- A tomato? - Yeah, let's face it.

I run a business here, not a goddamn soup kitchen.

- Did you fight last night? - Yeah.

- Did you win? - Yeah, I won. Kayo in the second.

Yeah? Who'd you fight?

Spider Rico.

He's a bum.

You think everybody I fight is a bum.

Well, ain't they?

You got heart, but you fight like a goddamn ape.

Nothing special about you. You never got your nose busted.

Well, leave it that way--nice and pretty, and what's left of your mind.

You know, Mick, I think I'm gonna go take a steam.

You know why? 'Cause I did real good last night, and you should've seen me.

- Big deal. - You should've seen me, too.

Hey, kid. You ever think about retiring?

- No. - You think about it.

- Yeah. - All right. Time.

- Hey, man. - What?

I dig your locker, man.

I dig your locker.