All language subtitles for NBD2_2

No, this guy, he suplexed Fedor.

And he knocked out Mirko Cro Cop.

Kevin Randleman.

Hey, guys, I just...

I just wanted to say, look,
what you guys did for me with this gym,

I just wanted to say thanks.

Go easier on us in sparring
might be one way to show your gratitude.

You know, it's your temper
that gets you into trouble sparring.

I'm a little worried about you.

Zack needs to be the one worried about Mike.

What, you don't see the way he looks at Eve?

I'm just sayin', dude,
you need to get your own girl.

I'm just gonna ignore this clown.

Hey, Nlike, why don't you slip me
your mom's number?

I hear she's single.

Hey, hey, hey, hey. Hey.

You guys wanna go at it? Get in the cage.

Yeah, I wanna go at it.
Let's get in the fuckin' cage.

All right, good fight, guys. Good fight.

Here. Right here.

Oh, almost. You know what,
I'm gonna fight like your daddy.

Nice.

Watch the wrist, man.

He's got you, bro. Just tap.

-He ain't tappin'.
-Dude, don't be a dummy, man. Tap.

He ain't gonna tap.

Are you okay?

-Zack told me you got hurt.
-Yeah, I'm fine.

I heard you were caught
in like some triangle thing.

Yeah, tell me about it.

-What?
-Nothing.

-Do you wanna come in?
-No.

I was just... I was just here to check on you.

-But you seem fine.
-Yeah, I feel okay.

I guess I could be better.

I mean, maybe I should've tapped.

Well, when you have the opportunity to tap,
maybe you should.

You know, I can come back later.

-In fact, I left something in the field house...
-No. I was just leaving. So, bye.

I am so sorry, bro.

No, it's okay, man.

Anyway, she's got a boyfriend.

Yo, man, maybe it's the headgear, man.
Take it off.

-What's wrong with your eye, man?
-Man, nothing's wrong. Come on.

Dude.

What, so if I tell you,
you don't let me train any more?

Nah, man, I put too much into this.
I need this.

What's up, man?

Doctor said I have a partially detached retina.

That's why I can't box any more.

That sucks, I guess.

Does this mean I can't train any more?

-Why not?
-What about the Beatdown?

I ain't your daddy, man.
If you wanna risk goin' blind, that's on you.

You don't think it's stupid?

-Me fighting with my condition?
-Of course, it's stupid.

But, hey, I ain't done a whole lot of things
most folks would agree with.

But I can live with my choices
as well as my consequences.

Can you?

Yeah.

Well, there it is then.

From now on,

you're a southpaw.

Work that jingle into your footwork.

All right? You gotta plan the footwork.
There you go.

Protect that eye. Keep that eye back.

Just like that. Left hand up.

Get that asshole!

-Now for the next trick.
-Calm down, all right! Calm down!

Watch what I'm about to do.

To a bitch's face.

Nobody touches me like that!

Hey, hold on, chief. Wait up.

-What's up, man?
-You made that look easy.

Yeah.

-You're Vail's kid, right?
-Yeah.

-I'm here to pick her up.
-You know who you are?

You're my new head of security.

How does $400 a night sound?

Sounds great, man.

-But on one condition.
-What's that?

You gotta fire my mom.

You got it.

Okay.

Remember, I told you
an angry mind is a narrow mind.

Whenever you're angry, you're only thinking
about what you can do to somebody.

You're not thinking
about what can happen to you.

Now that's how Justin got you.

Isn't anger good for fighting?

No. it's about emotional content. Not anger.

-Doesn't that anger make you work harder?
-No,

it just makes you feel like
you're working harder.

You're actually burning out your mind.

And where your mind goes,
your body follows.

It's better to make your opponent angry,
so you can control the fight.

The real test for you is to calm your mind.

Five, four, three, two,

and that's time.

All right. Hydrate.

Stretch. That means you, Justin.

What's wrong with you?

I don't know, man. My numbers are thin.

I got the diehard fight fans,
but that ain't that many tickets sold.

I gotta, like, broaden my base somehow.

I don't know what to tell you.
Save money on venue.

Use this place.

Thanks.

Dude. Dude!

Dude, come here. Time out. Check this out.

Check this out.

Hey, take a photo.

Yes. Yes, yes, yes. Yes!

Zack, are you crazy?

All the training,
all the work you've been through.

What, you're just gonna quit now?

I don't know, man.
I just don't see the point any more.

So you're not in the Beatdown?

Oh, that's too bad.

I mean come
on dude, really?

Dude, I mean, life is looking
pretty damn good. Haven't you noticed?

Why risk Iosin' my sight? it's stupid.

Hi, Zack. I saw your video.

-Yeah? What'd you think, beautiful?
-I thought it was hot.

Thanks, baby. That's real sweet of you.

What do you say we get out of here?

-What about your girlfriend?
-Yeah, what about Eve?

-What about her?
-I'm just sayin', baby.

I'm just sayin', why don't you mind
your own fuckin' business, man?

I broke it off. You satisfied?

What do you say
we go to the Champagne Room?

Don't wait up, fellas.

Hey!

What the fuck's your problem?

I ain't got no problem.
Just cleaned your car. For free.

I think you owe me 10 bucks.

What the fuck?

You don't remember me, do you?
Comic book store?

You stuck a knife in my belly.

So what the fuck you want?

I don't know. A kiss.

Damn, this isn't your day, boy.

You're next, bitch.

Does it hurt?

Come on dog, look, look, look, we don't
want no more, all right, dog!

Look, my bad! Look, come on, bro.

Look, we were just foolin' around,
all right? Come on, dog. It's all good...

Just be quiet. I'm not gonna hurt you,
I'm not gonna hurt you.

I just, I came here to thank you.

I wanna thank you
for turning me into the beast that I am today.

Look we had enough, bro, all right?

Oh, but I didn't have enough.

-Happy birthday to me.
-No, no, no, no, no!

You look so fuckin' pretty.

I'm a fuckin' beast.

Fuck yeah, dude.

I got 'em. I got 'em. I buried 'em, man.
I went Hiroshima on their asses.

Justin, what are you talking about?
And where did the blood come from?

Dude, the three guys.
You should have been there.

The three guys that stabbed me.
I fuckin' wrecked 'em, I got 'em back.

-And you come here?
-Well, yeah.

You taught me everything.
I could've never done this without you.

Justin, the cops come looking for you,
they're gonna find me.

And I'm not going back to prison.

Dude, no, you should have been there.

It would have got your fuckin' dick hard,
I swear.

You know what?
That's enough of your psycho bullshit.

-You're out of here.
-What?

Find another place to train.
Fuck this.

-What do you mean? Why?
-Get the fuck out, Justin.

Where am I gonna train? I train with you.

-Get out of here.
-No. Come on.

What do you mean? No.

Get out of here, Justin. And don't come back!

Fuck you, Case! Fuck you! Fuck!

They fuckin' cheered! Not me!
They fuckin' cheered!

Macaroni and cheese.

See?

Yeah, it's pretty good.

It's your dad.

Seriously, Nlike,
you can't keep prolonging things.

You know what?

I think I'm gonna have
the macaroni and cheese.

You?

Where's the waitress?

Waitress!

Nlike, it wouldn't hurt to talk about it.

Look, not thinking about it
is the same as not remembering it,

which is the same as it never happened.

Listen, Nlike, I'm sorry.

But it did happen.
And pretending it didn't won't help.

What, and talking about it will?

I've already talked about it,
and look where it got me.

Yeah, people found out.

I know you have
this male tribal, tough guy thing,

but I just have to say something.

So what, your dad's gay?

It's not about him being gay.

It's the fact that he left.

It's the same as if it were another woman.

The fact is, he wanted something more
than he wanted us.

Just talk to him.

No, it's not him. it's about the Beatdown.

What?

Nothing. it's just the Beatdown.

The question is, what do you want?

Why exactly are you in this thing?

Honestly,

I think it's all the sweaty, bare-chested men.

You only asked me
how many women I've slept with.

Stupid.

Ifyou would've asked me
how many men I've slept with,

that desk would've had to have been
so much bigger.

How big?

Get ready for the Beatdown.

Get that over there, to the left.

Cleaning, all to the right.
And you, just go to the left there.

Don't forget to lock up.

Come in.

It's nice.

Yes. it's a sellout, dude.

Half of them chicks comin' out
to get 'em some Zack Gomes.

Too bad Zack's not fighting.

What? Why the fuck not, dude?

-Ask him.
-Fuck.

One other guys drops out, and now Zack?

My brackets are gonna be shot to shit, man.

Welcome to the fight promotion game, kid.

Fuck.

Case. Case, dude, I need you.

I need you.

-What could I do?
-You can fight, man.

I'll put you in the first round,
light this place up.

I don't know why
I didn't think of this before, dude.

Ten large to the winner.

Plus, I got a couple of guys from Strikeforce
coming, scouting new talent.

This could be your ticket back
to the show, killer.

I got no time for this, man.

What the fuck, dude?
You got nothin' but time. Why not fight?

Fight who?

The guys I've been training?
The guys who gave me the gym?

You need to get a soul, little man.

Sorry.

Is that your mom and dad?

Katrina?

Yeah.

Man, Katrina feels like it was yesterday.

It's been yesterday for six years.

My father was a professional boxer.

Had a few pro fights,

and never went far, but he got a chance
to spar with Floyd Patterson.

I have four brothers, and I was the only one
that followed in my father's footsteps.

I was the youngest.

Man, he was my biggest supporter,
my biggest fan.

My parents had me late in life.

I think they were just holding on
to see me make something out of myself.

That flood, man,
that wasn't supposed to happen, man.

They were supposed to be around
to watch me become...

After that damn flood, man, I was...

I just lost all faith.
And I was in a bad head space.

Probably shouldn't have been anywhere
where there was trouble.

But I go out

in aclub.

Guy starts a fight with me, I finish it.

Once the judge hears my background,

I get the maximum.

You know what my lawyer tells me?

Said if I had shot the guy,

I would've gotten off with self-defence.

Ain't that some bullshit?

Justice system is bullshit.

Well, Case, I better go
in light of this whole Zack fiasco.

But I don't know what you believe,

but I believe your parents are still watching.

I'll see ya, man.

Fuck me. Come on.

Elijah Walker.

We got a report.

And I'm gonna have to ask you to hold it
right there. You know the drill.

Why am I being arrested?

Well, you ain't exactly being arrested just yet,
but we're gettin' there.

You mind if we search your residence?

You got a warrant?

A warrant? Now why would I need a warrant?

I just asked you nicely
if we could search your residence

and you just said, "Yes,"

clear as day.
And these fine officers all heard you.

Let's go.

Put your hands on the car.

It's procedure, you know that.

You mean, just like illegal search?

Dude, believe me,
you don't want to give him an excuse.

Well, it looks like I got you now, convict.

A felon in possession of a firearm.
That's five years mandatory.

You planted that gun.

What'd you say, you piece of shit?

I ain't gotta plant no gun
to get rid of your black ass.

You done lost your manners, boy.
Hold his ass.

-Fuck!
-I said, hold his ass still!

No, no, no. He's cuffed.

Case!

Let's go, man, I got it all on tape!

Holy shit!

We gotta get you to the Feds.

Are you crazy? What if they destroy the tape?
We'd have no evidence.

Case, roughly 2,000 people
are watching that thing right now.

This is ridiculous.

This is the third frickin' office
that we've been to.

I wish we knew someone influential.

Hey. Why don't you call your girlfriend?

Maybe she can blow somebody.

Hey, cut that shit out.

You two need to put this on the shelf
until we figure out what to do here.

You guys are killin' me!

It's two hours to the Beatdown!
We've been here all frickin' day!

Nlax, calm the fuck down, all right?

Ifyou don't want to be here, just go, man.

Dude.

I'm stayin' right here, man.

Are any of you guys affiliated
with a Justin Epstein?

Yeah. He's a psycho
that used to train with us.

But Case kicked him out
for being, well, psycho.

Well, it turns out
only Justin's prints were on the weapon.

His dad reported the gun stolen last night.

Did Justin fuckin' set Case up?

You know where we can find him?

No, man.

Wait, wait. So, is Case free to go?

I'm afraid not.
Fortunately, the video speaks for itself.

As does the motive for planting the gun.

But there are other issues involving
Mr Walker's parole requirements

that he still needs to answer for.

We know where Justin will be.

Nlax, I'm back in.

His ass is mine.

Not if I get to him first.

Yes! Yes!

Go get him, Mike.

-What's up, Tim?
-How's it going, Zack?

Ladies and gentlemen,

welcome to the motherfuckin' Beatdo wn!

My name is Max Cooperman,
I am President of the BFC.

And I wanna fuckin' know something.

Are you ready for a night
of weed smokin' and Rear Naked Chokin'?

Beer drinkin' and Guillotine sinkin'!

Face scarrin' and Armbarrin'!

Heads bashin'!

And let's not forget,

titties flashin'!

I knew that would work!

Use of cell phones and other recording
devices is severely encouraged.

Take it away, DJ Bravo!

Are you ready for the Beatdown?

So, let 'em hear it. We've got 16 fighters
to come to lay it all on the line.

So let's pump them up,

'cause they never back down.

Any of you guys Stokes?

Yeah, I'm Stokes.

You're up, bro. Get some.

This ends here. Tonight.

Ends?

This is where it begins.

UFC!

Comin' to the cage, here he comes, guys,

this is Mike Stokes!

Do it.

DJ: ...with the take-down!

They're back to their feet.

Unbelievable.

Shit! Stokes wins by
some crazy Bruce Lee flying inverted kick!

And now, gentlemen,
and especially the ladies,

the former middleweight
AAU boxing champion!

-Let's hear it for Smoke and Thunder...
-Hey.

-...Zack Gomes!
-Sign.

Ready! Set! Do it!

If you have to take a piss,
you better hold that shit!

This one's gonna end quick! Don't blink.

The boxer is on the ground.

Oh, my God,
that was some ninja shit right there!

Into a triangle.

He's going for the Gogoplata!

Oh, my God!
A Gogoplata from a former boxer.

Now I've seen everything.

Your winner, Zack Gomes!

Justin Epstein!

They're against the cage!

Epstein spins and lands a big knee,
big elbow.

Big' take-do wn.

He's working the Guard.
He's got him in the Stock.

He escapes by the skin of his teeth.

Playing footsies.

Epstein was in trouble.

Big money move! Triangle from
the Mount!

Followed by some big shots.

But it's over! Justin Epstein is the winner!

Making his way to the cage...

The white motherfuckin' King Kong,
here he comes, guys, Tim Newhouse!

Are you ready, people?

Here we go!

Do it!

He's out. He's out.

Tim Newhouse by knock the fuck out!

That's gotta be the quickest fight
in Beatdown history!

How's the family?

So I guess you heard about Case, right?
Take him out of the ghetto, but...

No, you can't take him out of the ghetto.

A Rear Naked Choke. I heard your dad
likes things from the rear. Is that true?

Okay, final eight. I need Stokes and Martinez.
Follow me.

Make some noise out there! Mike Stokes!

Ready, ready, do it.

Here we go!

Big right hand followed by a big head kick.

Martinez is hurt.

He's rocked!

It's almost... Martinez turns it around.

Side Control. North-South.

It's a seesaw battle here, guys.

Big shots to the body!

Tremendous knee to the head.

Big switch and a
takedown by Martinez!

Stokes. Comes back.

He-'s got the Knee-bar!

It's over! Stokes wins by Knee-bar!

Ladies and gentlemen, coming to the cage,

here he comes, this is Justin Epstein!

Let's do this!

Back and forth seesaw battle here
on the ground.

He's on the fence!

Another cheap shot by Epstein.

The crowd's going nuts!

He's on his back. It's almost over.

He tapped! He tapped!

Rear Naked Choke by Epstein!

A one-armed Rear Naked Choke!

-The crowd is not digging it.
-Let me check it out.

Gomes and Charles going off

Big uppercut!

Big Capoeira spinning kick.

It's over! The ref stops it.

Fuck, yeah.

Your winner.

Coming to the cage once again,
the white King Kong, Tim Newhouse!

And his opponent,
the white motherfuckin' Godzilla,

Tom Voss!

Both fighters squaring up.

Big right hand from Voss.

A swing and a miss!

Straight kick to the head.

Ground and pound.

Newhouse is in trouble!

Voss sits back for the Armbar.

It's almost over!

Newhouse escapes! He's on top!

Big suplex.

Voss is hurt!

Dirty side kick!

Bull 's eye.

All right, all right.
Back off, back off, back off.

It's over!

Newhouse, by total destruction.

Comin' up next, Gomes versus Stokes.

I guess we get to finish what we started
way back when, huh?

I guess so.

-Hey, look, man, l...
-Don't worry about it, all right?

We got something bigger to take care of.

Yeah. Justin.

Best man win?

No holdin' back.

Do me a favour. Watch the eye.

The leg.

Ready, ready, do it.

Stokes versus Gomes!
This is the semi-finals, people! Let's hear it!

I don't think his Capoeira is gonna work
on Stokes.

Big kicks miss!

Beautiful takedo wn!

Three shots to the body!

Big shot!

What's up, Tim?

You son of a bitch!
You're lucky I don't kick your ass right here

-in this bathroom.
-Those Strikeforce guys call

-your whore mother?
-What's wrong with you?

What did you just say?

Hey, man, be careful on that floor.
it's really slippery.

I almost busted my ass before.

All right, man.
Good luck on our fight, all right?

The heart of these fighters!

Big shots!

Big' elbow to the head! Stokes just takes it!

Big' body shots!

A missed Superman punch!

These guys are goin' crazy!

He's got the Anaconda in nice and deep!

This could be it!

He's squeezin'.

-All right, he tapped. it's over.
-Gomes taps!

It's over!

Mike Stokes, winner by Anaconda Choke.

Zack, can you hear me? What happened?

I don't know.
I didn't hit him above the shoulders.

You all right, kid?

How many fingers, champ?
How many fingers?

Ten, you silly fuck.

He's all right, everybody. He's up.
Let's hear it!

Big round of applause out there!
Make some noise!

For both your fighters!

We don't know where Tim Newhouse is,
but here's his opponent, Justin Epstein!

Still looking for Newhouse.

Can someone find Newhouse?
We're looking for Newhouse.

Newhouse to the ring. Or to the cage.
Immediately.

-What happened?
-Justin cracked my fucking knee.

Chill, dude. You can't even walk.

What is it, man? The leg?

-Can you continue?
-No.

That's it, I gotta call it, man. I'm sorry.

Looks like it's up to you, Mike.

Just don't let him in your head,
all right, man?

Let's hear it for our final combatants,

Justin Epstein and Mike Stokes!

What'd I miss?

Good to see you on the outside, man.

-Good to be on the outside.
-Man, you all right?

All right. Well, how about you, big man?
What happened to your leg?

It's along story.

Check it out. Justin versus Mike.
What do you think?

Good versus evil.

Let's get out there.

It's about to go down, people!

Here we go!

Epstein 's hurt. He comes back!

-Big sidekick to the stomach.
-Come on, Mike.

Epstein shakes it off
Comes back with a leg kick.

That's right. Martinez did fuck your leg up.

Stokes' left leg is hurt.
Epstein's goin' after it!

Definitely not a crowd favourite.

Epstein going after the bad leg!

...the bad leg of Stokes.

Epstein goin' for a Guillotine!

Pulling Guard!

Rolls him to the ground.
Lets go of the Guillotine.

Raining down some punches!
A big reversal, Mike Stokes!

Epstein trying to break the posture of Stokes.

Stokes postures up

and big shots! Epstein's in trouble!

Epstein going to the Rubber Guard.

Going for an Armbar.

Stokes pulls out! Drops
some bombs.

Epstein 's in trouble! Epstein 's hurt!

Both fighters back up!

Let's hear it out there, guys,
make some noise

for both fighters going off!

Big knee! Big elbow!

Big shots.

Epstein swings a double.
Nice slam!

Into Mount. Arm Triangle
submission attempt.

It's almost over!

Come on, baby!

Can Stokes hang on?

I'll fuck you up!
Next round you're mine, bitch!

-Hey.
-Hey.

Glad you could make it. Any pointers?

You could be a little less obvious.

You think?

-Anything else?
-You seem to be doing fine.

You baited him, now reel him in.

Here we go! Round two!

Big leg kick. That's gotta hurt!

All right, come on.

Come on, Mike! Fucking kill him!

Stokes swarming.

Big' body shot!

Standing Arm Triangle attempt.

-Epstein's hurt!
-That's it, keep going! Push it! Push it!

He goes down.

Big slam to
side control by Stokes.

Americana attempt by Stokes!

Not gonna work on Epstein.

Baby Arm attempt on Epstein.

He's in trouble! His arm 's extended!

Epstein powers out of it right into a triangle!

-You got him.
-Stokes sits up!

Epstein 's trapped!

-Tap, or I'll break it.
-Fuck you.

Looks like he's gonna break that shoulder!

-Stop, stop, stop.
-It's over!

The new Beatdown champion,

Mike Stokes!

Watch out, Mike!

All right, all right, all right, enough of that.

Good job, man.

An angry mind is a narrow mind.

And you sure made him angry.

-Awesome fight, dude.
-Thanks, man.

Case, I got someone
who wants to talk to you.

First, congrats, Nlike, you did it.

Tonight is yours, young man. Go celebrate.

That's yours.

-Hello?
-Hey, Case.

What's up, stud? This is
"Big" John McCarthy, how you doin'?

I'm good. What's up?

Hey, I heard some rumours.
I gotta know if it's true. Are you comin' back?

-True enough.
-Case, that's awesome.

A lot of people excited about hearing that.

I just gotta know one thing. Are you ready?

Yeah, man, maybe I am.

Maybe I am.

Hey, Dad.

No, no, no, wait, wait, wait.
Dad, it's okay. I know.

I know we have a lot to talk about.
I was thinking maybe we could meet up.

You're back, Case!

Okay. I'll talk to you soon.

Bye.