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Ladies and gentlemen,
please put your hands together

for former featherweight
champion of the world,

Willie Pep!

He was a celebrity
in my town. Are you kidding?

You'll play numbers
with that guy?
Watch out he don't stiff you!

He'll stiff you.

You play my number?

What's your number?

427.

427? What do you want on it?

You don't wanna put that on
the camera. Don't let them see.

You gotta move this stuff.
Turn this over. You crazy?

He sees me fighting.

He sees me fighting this kid,
and after the fight,
I whip him good.

He comes up to me,
he goes, "What are you doing?"

- I said, "What do you mean?"
- He goes, "You're fighting
in the street.

Only suckers fight in the
street. Go to the gym..."

- Gotta make money.
- Gotta make money.

- I made some money.
- You did all right.

- I think I did all right.
- So and so.

I love you. Love you, kid.

You want me? Well...

This is me. This is me.

I'm not gonna win any
beauty contests with this face.

And my nose, it's gonna be
flatter in your pictures.

Make sure you get
my good side, okay?

His real name was
William Guglielmo Papaleo.

From Middletown.

Guglielmo.

A real Italian name, Guglielmo.

Which translates to "William."

That's why
they call him "Willie."

Best fighter I ever saw.

And I saw a lot of fighters.
My father-in-law was a trainer.

Tommy, you heard this one?

Listen...

I'm at a weigh-in...

And the kid I'm gonna box
comes up to me and goes,

"Hey, Mr. Pep,
can I get your autograph?"

I look at this kid, I say,
"Kid, get away from me.

We're boxing here tonight,
there's people watching.

What are they gonna think?"
So, the bell rings, right?

Hold on, I gotta stand for this.
Stand up, Charlie.

Now a lot of the young fighters,
they turn white.

This kid is starting
to turn purple.

Now I gotta do something, right?

So, I step in with a...

I'm not going to hit you.
If I do, you're gonna be
on the floor.

Relax, it's all right.
I throw a right
over his shoulder.

Now I'm gonna miss,
but it's gonna look good
for the crowd, right?

And I wrap this kid up
and I say,

"Look, kid, relax, all right?

A lot of these people
spent good money here.
I'm gonna give 'em a show."

You're not gonna get hurt.
We're just gonna box.

We're gonna have
a good evening.
Everybody's gonna be fine."

So, now I let him go,
I step back...

Boom!

This kid falls right
on the canvas.

The referee counted him out.

I won the fight.
Yeah. I didn't throw one punch.

Yeah, it's a true story.
Sit down. You're a good sport.

Yeah.

I'm older now.

I'm always looking back.

I've been thinking about
a comeback ever since I retired
six years ago.

Well...

Good.

Keep it rolling.

Bedlam in the Garden tonight
as the champ, Chalky Wright,

defends his title against
the young Hartford Tornado,
Willie Pep.

I'm telling you,
you're ahead.
You're ahead on every card.

This guy has gotta
knock your ass out this round.

And he can. He's the champ.

He wants to keep it that way.

Now you go out there
and get away.

Get away from him!

I'll tell you what
I remember about that fight.

I was having a heart attack
for 15 rounds.
That's what I remember.

Chalky Wright was the champ.

And he was... He was a stud.

Showgirls, the whole thing.
Fighting Willie Pep.

Who the hell is he? He's nobody.

A snot-nosed kid
from Hartford, Connecticut.

We had no business
being in that ring.

But there we were, somehow.

The champ is wasting no time,
going for the knockout.

Amazing how fast these boys
can be after 15 rounds.

Wright stumbles around
but is back into action.

Pep is like a ghost out there.

Pep makes Wright miss.
First with a left, then a right.

He's boxing like a master,
like you wouldn't expect
a 21-year-old to do.

What the hell are you doing?
Get out of there, Willie!

Listen to this crowd!

Pep's jabs are flying now, and
we're gonna stop counting them!

I had him sign
my press pass from that night.

Willie was no more than
a bright local prospect.

His meteoric rise from nowhere

made him not just
a boxing world champion,

it made him a sports sensation.

That night at the Garden
a star was born.

The decision,
and new featherweight
champion of the world...

Willie Pep.

Scenes
of indescribable bedlam here!

You're the champ.

As Willie Pep, Will O' the Wisp,

becomes the youngest
world champion in 40 years!

I always had a thing
for good-looking clothes.

I've spent a lot of money
on wardrobe.

You know, being champ,
better look like one too.

Now this suit...

This suit really
paid off for me.

Yeah, looking sharp.

What do you think, huh?

You ain't got nothing?

You ain't gonna give me
nothing? Nothing?

You get that.

You keep this camera
off my wife.

I guess I can't tell you,
"Take a picture,
it'll last longer."

Hey, Herman. See this?
This was a gift. A good gift.

Bob Hope. You believe that?
He gave me this.

He came to all my fights.
This is engraved.

It says, "For the champ. You're
always a pleasure to watch."

You'd expect better
from Bob Hope.

She's cute.
That's why I keep her around.

- You almost ready?
- I'm almost ready.

Hartford's home.

But I love this place.

I had a lot of good
memories here.

I had all my big fights here.

I met Linda here.

I was the hat-check girl
at Willie's club.

She was a bad one.

You're too good for that place.

You're gonna tell me
that I have more wins

than Joe Louis, Jake LaMotta,

and the big guy Rocky Marciano
over there?

You've got more of them
than all of them combined.

Hey, see this guy right here?

Survived a plane crash
in his prime.

And they said
he would never fight again.

Thank you so much for having us.
We appreciate it.

Great to spend
some time with you.

- I need my hand.
- I'm sorry.

- You get all of that?
- Stop.

No, I mean, that was cute.

How much
did you have to pay him?

See a lot of familiar faces
around.

I ain't gonna look too close.
I might find somebody
I might wanna fight.

Yeah, you right.

Bob.

What is it?

That guy doesn't like me,
you always seat me near him.

- What guy?
- Sandy.

Sa...

That's what the organizers want.

That's the deal.
You sit together.

But what about what I want?

Do I not put money
in your pocket?

Do I not keep your name
out there?

I don't see anybody else
doing the things I do for you.

Sit with Linda, please.
Help me with this.

That's all I ever do for you,
by the way, is help.
That's what I do.

- That's what
you're supposed to do.
- I'm a helper. I help you.

- Hey, Bob.
- Yeah?

You're fired.

Come on, Sandy.

Sandy Saddler, everybody,
Sandy Saddler.

Sandy and I,
we're great friends.

In fact, there's nothing
in the world
that I wouldn't do for Sandy.

And there's nothing in the world
Sandy wouldn't do for me.

That's how
we've been going about
our whole lives.

Doing absolutely nothing
for each other.

We're colorful fighters,
Sandy and I,

very colorful fighters.

We bled all over the ring.

- Give him the mic!
- Take it easy, pal.

If I give him the mic,
I can't get it back.

Here, Sandy, say something.

Well, I was featherweight champ
of the world.

And thank God,
I had a wonderful career.

Good, tell them
how tough I was. Tell 'em.

Well, Willie
was a tough opponent

and a very tough fighter.

- You've been training?
- Yeah.

What are you training?
Dogs? Come on.

I'm gonna make a comeback.

Oh, you're making a comeback?
That sounds right.

I know I'm not gonna
win any championships,

but, you know,
I'm in good shape.

I just want to show people
that a man my age
can still do it.

There's nothing else
I know how to do.

What is all this?
What are you doing?

You're gonna get hurt.

You see Sandy?

Wanna be Sandy? Huh?

You won't be able
to fuck your wife.

You won't be able
to do anything.

Come on. Brains.

When I first got with Willie,

I asked him,
"Did you ever fight Rocky?"

And he said, "No, I'm a feather,
he's a heavy.

We're different weight classes.
We would never
fight each other."

Yeah, they don't do that.

Right, so I said to him,

"Well, that's good because
he's a hell of a lot bigger
than you are."

Hah. I see. Okay.

Just... Can you go
shoot Willie, please?

That's what we're here for.
I don't know what you're doing.

Earlier today,
he comes up to me and goes,

"Hey, Mr. Pep, you recognize me?
We fought."

I said, "Lie down on the ground,
and then I'll recognize you."

I was a featherweight.

Most fans, they go to the fights
for the big punchers.

You know, the heavyweights,
like Rocky, Sonny Liston.

Smile for the camera, Rocky.

You know what?
He's not shy. Rocky is not shy.

I'm gonna tell you
why Rocky is not shy.

Rocky's gonna pick up the bill.

Everybody,
Rocky's gonna pick up this bill.

Yeah, I'm picking up the bill.
Okay, yeah.

- In advance, Rocky.
- I'm picking up the bill.

- Thanks, Rocky.
- Rocky's got the bill.

On Saturday,
I wanted to go to Benihana.

Willie said, "We can't.
I don't do ethnic cuisine."

So, we went to Carmine's
for the 8,000th time.

And then last night,
we saw Colombe.

Isn't it groovy?
It's warm, it's tender.

The music is incredible.
The score, the performances.

Everything. The direction.
All pure genius.

Deirdre.
She got a callback for the lead.

That'd be something.

♪ I searched
The biggest cities ♪

♪ Now I'm going
To New Orleans ♪

♪ Get myself a mojo

♪ And I'm gonna
Bring her back home to me ♪

♪ I gotta keep rolling

- Just a few more.
- Hm?

Just a few more.

I'll take you home soon.

- You want to go dance?
- Yeah, let's go dance.

- You gonna put on your shoes?
- Wait.

Not very lady-like.

I don't want to call it a night.
I'm having a good time.

- Let's just call it a night.
- Baby, baby, baby.

Oh, can I get a--

- Just one more.
- It's fine, honey.

I can't believe
I had to pick up that tab.

I thought Marciano would do it.

You know I made $1.2 million
in my career?

And I spent $1.3 million of it.

I had three wives
before I met Linda.

They married me for my name,
for my money.

They kept the name,
and they all kept the money.

You know, my first fight
was actually on the street.

Front Street.
I'll never forget this big kid.

He tried to take
my shoeshine stand.

I couldn't go home broke.
My father would've killed me.

So, I fought him.

I didn't know I could "fight"
fight until that very day.

No one ever messed with
my stand again.

That's for sure.

There's some days I don't wanna
get out of bed.

I mean, what for?

When I was fighting,
I'd get up every morning, 5 a.m.

Like it was nothing.

- Hey.
- Hey.

Move around! Come on!

Work hard, Joey.
You hear me? Work hard.

I wanna see just the jab now.
Just the jab.

Just jab. Yeah, like you're
fighting with one arm.

Faster.

You're a one-armed
fighter.

Just jab. Jab. Fast.

Fast. Again.

Don't show me the right.
Just the jab.

Get that goddamned
right hand down!

You need to empty yourself
right there.

No? You don't need the yack?

If you don't need the yack,
you're not working hard enough.

So, get off the ropes
and get back to work.

Come on, Kenny. Hey, you.

Nice to see a face
not quite as ugly
as the mugs usually around here.

Yeah, right.

You can't hold these poor guys
to this standard.

What are you doing here?
You trying to catch
a heart attack?

Light work.

My gear in my locker?

I wouldn't touch your gear
if I was wearing
a gas mask and a rubber suit.

- Yeah, your gear's still there.
- Good.

- Place has seen better days.
- Falling down around my ears.

I just hope we're not still here
when the roof caves in, huh?

In that case,
I better get to work.

Mm-hm.
I'm not running a charity here.

- Drop your dues on my desk.
- Oh!

This is "The House
That Willie Pep Built."

March, 1942.

From my editorial column,
"With Malice Toward None."

"Bill Gore hadn't been in town
more than two days

before he became intensely
interested in Willie Pep.

Without butting in,
he put Pep and his handlers

through a quiz program.

How did Pep prepare
for a fight?

What sort of work did he do?"
It goes on like that.

Speaks to the beginnings
of the Gore-Pep relationship.

I was right there when it
started, almost 30 years ago.

It became one of the most
prolific duos in boxing history.

Willie was a good fighter,

but Gore shaped him
into an all-time great boxer.

He challenged Willie to be more
than anyone could ever imagine.

And Willie didn't let him down.

Willie's success
has been my success.

Hartford's success.

I'm his biggest fan.

Always was.

Always will be.

Shh.

Linda, come on, it's 10 a.m.
You can't sleep all day.

- Go away.
- Come on. Let's go.

Big day.

Come on. I wanna show
the guys some things. Let's go.

- Showtime.
- Mm-mm.

No, you can't.
She's got no clothes on.

I don't even get
a "good morning"?

Now these,
these are my prized possession.

These are the gloves I had on

when I beat Chalky Wright
for the world championship.

Yep. I've sold off all
my other stuff, but...

I've been offered a lot of money
for these. A lot of money.

But I won't do it. I can't.

Look at this.
This is me as a kid.

This is Linda's father.

When I made my comeback.
When I cracked up
in a plane, you know?

I was in a body cast,
chest and legs, for five months.

This is me and Sandy Saddler.

That's Yankee Stadium.
That's our third fight.

That's our rubber match.

You guys remember Sandy
from the other night?

Yep. He beat me that time.

Keep that out of there.

All right, this is...

That's my mother.

That's my father.

These are my kids.

That's Billy, and that's Mary.
Look at that.

We used to be real close,
but, you know...

Not anymore.

- Casa Loma tonight?
- I don't like that place.

- It's got bad energy.
- Bad energy?

Yes? Bad energy.

You're lucky
you're so damn pretty.

Come on, give me a kiss,
I gotta go.

I'm not the one who wants
to kiss. You come to me.

- Come on, gimme a kiss.
- Okay.

All right.

Are you making
a nice picture of me?

Are they bothering you?

No. They're good boys.

Okay.

Ready to go to the hospital
to see Pop?

Thank the lord
it's a beautiful day.

Yeah. It's nice.

My father, he's been laid up
about six weeks now.

Had a bad stroke.

It's hard to see him like that,
really hard
to see him like that.

Hey.

He's from Siracusa. Sicily.

He can't read or write English,
or anything like that, but...

He had it tough,
working construction
during the Depression.

Yeah.

He wasn't the perfect father.

He was a real bastard sometimes.

A real bastard.

That's my kid sister, Frances.

Hey, there she is. Look at her.
Look at this face.

Didn't she get all
the good looks? Hi, Mama.

Cut it out, Willie.
I can't with this.

They're not gonna bother you.

You gotta see her around a suit.
I had Sinatra over once,

and she took up his pants.
She did such a great job.

She could have been tailor
to the stars.

But now she's at the DMV.

- You still at the DMV?
- You know I'm at the DMV.

Tell them the Sinatra story.
They'll love it.

I could barely hold the needle.
I was so nervous.

- He was nice to you.
- Yeah, he was a gentleman.

My heart was racing for a week.

That was the last time
you came by the house.

- Was that 1953, 1954?
- No, no, let's stop that.

Let's go eat, Mama.

No. What lunch?
I cook the lunch.

No, Mama, we can't do that.
And Willie, I can't go.

What's with all the noes?
They're not coming.

No, it's not about that.
I gotta get back to the kids.

- All right, all right.
- Let's get Mommy in the car.

- We'll do it next time?
- Yes, next time.

Next time.

Careful, careful.

You okay? All right.

Hey, you still married?

Watch yourself.
Respect your older brother.

Fourth time's a charm, huh?

Oh, you guys should check
her birth certificate.

Hold for car radio outside.

Linda Papaleo, Take 2. Mark.

Did I do that right?

Linda Papaleo, Take 3. Mark.

I'm trying to figure out
how honest to be.

I was only 19
when we met, but...

He was very patient.

Very respectful.

I liked that about him.

We got married in New York,
just before my 21st birthday.

And then we had to leave.

Come here.

Most of my friends and family
are still in New York,

so I do miss it, but...

Did Willie tell you
about the play?

Okay, so I was in a play
down there in New York.

And we only had
a short run, but...

That's what I want to be doing.
Really.

Acting.

It's my...

dream.

You know, it's my passion.

Hartford is not exactly
a happening place for an actor.

I mean, it's not happening here.
Period.

So, why did you leave New York?

Do you want Willie's
story or mine?

This is her favorite. Watch.

I got you a little something.

Your son is here.

Don't give me that
because he just barged in.

What's she whispering about?

- Mind your own business, Billy.
- Okay.

Go upstairs. I'll handle this.
Go to your room.

You really know how
to pick 'em, Pops.
You're a piece of work.

I'm not going anywhere.

- You happy to see me?
- Billy, you're making a mess.

- It's all over the floor.
- You're a real movie star now?

- Hey!
- That's it.

Come outside.
Let's have a little chat, okay?

Excuse me.

Can I bum a smoke?

Please.

Can I bum a smoke?

It will be good for the movie.

Hope you got a lot of film
in that camera.

Damn it, Billy!

This is my house. And Linda's!

You got that?
You don't just barge in here.

- You understand me?
- Yeah.

- Are you on that junk?
- No.

- You lying to me?
- No.

You stay away from that.
And you stay away from my wife.

Okay.

Get that out of your mouth!

Go, go, go, go, go.

- Hey.
- Okay.

- A red one.
- One to one.

One and one.

- It's one for red.
- Yeah, yeah.

Aye, you son of a...

Oh!

All those fights...

Who was your toughest opponent?

My first wife.

No, seriously, uh...

Sandy Saddler, without question.

October 29th, 1948.

The Hartford Tornado,
the Will O' the Wisp,

Willie Pep defends
his featherweight title

against challenger
Sandy Saddler.

They'll be joined by referee
Ruby Goldstein in the ring.

We now go to Don Dunphy,
live at Madison Square Garden.

Pep is in trouble,
and so is his record
of 73 wins in a row

coming into this contest.

Pep is down! Pep is down!

Saddler has delivered the first
knockdown of Pep's career.

Hey, hey, hey, congratulations.

Finally you've been
knocked down.

Welcome to the club.
What'd you think,
it was never gonna happen?

The kid's a good fighter.

But don't forget
you're the champ.

Don't forget that, and don't
let him forget it either.

Come on, show me Willie Pep.
Come on, champ.

- Neutral corner!
- Pep is down again!

- He is down again
and this could be it!
- Three, four,

five, six, seven...

...eight, nine, ten.

- Out!
- Ladies and gentlemen,

we have a new
featherweight champion!

Sandy Saddler
has shocked the world!

Nothing worse
than losing a title.

And before that, I...

I thought I was invincible.

After that,
it was never the same.

Never.

Greetings, nutmeggers!
Come connect in Connecticut
with Hartford's holiday market,

next Saturday across from
the Wadsworth from 9-5.

Willie.

I don't know, they told me
there'd be a sports crowd.

There ain't no crowd here, Bob.

Christ, I don't know how long
I can go on like this.

Well, hopefully,
at least until 3:30.

That's when we're booked.

Besides lunch,
I brought a nice offer.

Oh, here we go.
Another Bob Kaplan extravaganza?

Are you gonna hear me out?
'Cause this is good.

All right? Hear me out.

A guy wants to buy
the Chalky Wright gloves.

- How much?
- Three grand.

- That's a lot of money.
- You're damn right
that's a lot of money.

I don't think so, Bob.
Anything but the gloves.

- I can't do the gloves.
- So, I just tell him no?

A guy like this, he's not
gonna be around much longer.

We have a window,
but it's closing.

Maybe that window
is about to open up again.

He's really playing
into this thing, huh?

- No.
- You're gonna fight again?

I've been training,
and I feel good.

Did you see his last fight?

'Cause he almost
got himself killed.

- That's not a La Rosa bag.
- Come on.

I was running behind,
I didn't have time to get down.

This is a good sandwich.

- This is unedible.
- It's fine, Willie.
The sandwich is fine.

One second.

We're doing okay with the
appearances and stuff, right?

If you need more cash,
you gotta swallow your pride.

Take a regular job.

What?

The maître d' at Carbone's?

Bob, I gotta talk to people.
I gotta greet them,

bring them to a table.
What are they gonna think of me?

What do you care
what they think?

I care because it's my hometown.

I'm the champ.

Okay.

I know a guy at the Hilton.

You managed that place
down in Miami, right?

Yeah.

Okay, so I give him a call.

Maybe he's got something.

I want you to do me
a favor though, okay?

Think about the gloves.

'Cause you do a lot
with that money.

I'll think about it.

- Hey, Bob.
- Yeah?

You're fired.

He thinks he's funny.

I do.

- Did it come out good?
- Yeah, very good.

Are they hungry?

No, not right now.
They ate yesterday.

Linda, what are you doing here?

I'm just setting up for dinner.

"Supper," as Mama calls it.

Did you cook it or did she?

What do you think?

No, I can't cook.

I told Willie that.

And you know what he said?
He said,

"When my father
married my mother,

he made her go
and live with his in-laws

for two months
so that she could learn to cook
the way they cook."

I'm not kidding you.

And I said,

"If you think that there's
a chance in hell

that I'm going to Hartford
to live with your mother
for two months

to learn how to cook her food,
you got another think coming."

But the joke's on me. Clearly.

What made me special
was my speed,
my unique footwork.

You know, the V-step is

I kick this one forward.

And I do this, and I go
like this, then I do this,

then I do this.

Thank you for this food
that we are about to receive

from thy bounty,
to Christ our Lord. Amen.

- Amen.
- Amen.

Bon appétit, Mama.

It's so nice
to have you with us again.

Not everyone thinks
it's nice, Nona.

She doesn't like us
speaking our own language.

She needs to eat.
She's too skinny.

- What's she saying, Willie?
- She said, uh...

Spaghetti and meatballs
killed more Italians

than all the wars
combined.

- She's giving me the evil eye.
- Come on, stop.

Mama wants you
to eat a meatball.

That's all. Just eat a meatball.

Trying to fatten me up
for the kill?

What are you doing?

Leave me alone.
I'm just trying to eat.

You're gonna give my mother
a heart attack.

Is this right, Mama?

Forgive me. My God.

You didn't eat, huh?

Yeah, I wasn't that hungry.

So, as you can tell,
I am not welcome.

Because the little bitch
don't like me.

And he does
whatever she says.

So, you know...

She got him on a string.

Can you believe it?

They turned my room
into the junk room.

So, you probably want some
Willie Pep stories, I assume?

How about...

When I was in school

and all the kids,
they used to gang up on me

'cause they wanted to see
if I could fight like my father.

You know, I probably had
more fights than he had.

Um, what next?
Oh, you know my sister, Mary?

Of course not.
Oh, I wanna show you something.

Get a shot of this.

You see that?

That is

our mother.

She was not good enough
for Willie Pep.

He took two little kids
away from their mother.

Can you imagine?

He was out living the life.

Fight to fight, city to city,
woman to woman.

It fucking destroyed her.

Us too. Honestly.

The great Willie Pep.

One of the best there ever was.

Yeah, tell that to my mother.

It goes without saying, Willie,

that we would love to have you

as part of the Hilton family.

Oh, I tell you, Karl, that's
great. That's really great.

- I appreciate that.
- Of course.

But we do have...

some concerns.

Okay, well, let me know.
What are they?

- Is this okay?
- Yeah, don't worry about them.

Uh... I checked your reference.

You know,
at the hotel in Miami and...

They said you were involved
with someone at the hotel.

One of the secretaries.

Yeah, yeah, but that...

That was the old me.

But you should've seen her.
I'm married again, though.

Sometimes, someone like me,
my name gets dragged
through the mud.

So, these are just rumors.
They're rumors.

So, you're saying it's not true?
Based on my source--

No, what I'm saying is that
sometimes someone like me,

my name gets dragged
through the mud.

That's it.
That's just what it is.

Whatever happened in Miami
has nothing to do

with my ability to manage
your hotel here in Hartford.

Either that
or I go back to fighting.

Look at this face.
See this face?

I get hit one more time...

I already look like
a bag of chopped meat, right?

They know, they see me all day.

Bob Hope gave me this.

- That's very nice.
- Yeah, it's from Bob Hope.

- TheBob Hope?
- There's no other Bob Hope.

- Huh. That's...
- Tell them it.

Uh, okay. Um...

"For the champ.

You were always
a pleasure to watch."

I like you, Willie,
and I want to help you out.

There is an opening,
an assistant manager position,

at one of our hotels
outside of Hartford in Brockton.

Whoa, wait.

Brockton?

That's 100 miles out.
Come on, Brockton?

We can arrange to put you up
until you get settled.

But it's where
we have an opening.

And if it works out,
down the line--

You want me to work
under some kid

who just came out of college?

And get paid half
what the manager makes?

Don't take it that way, Willie.
It's what I can do right now,

- considering all the factors.
- Yeah, "considering."

Oh, hey, Angelo, how are you?

Tell your father I said hello.
Okay? All right.

Hey. Keep punching, kid.

Bruno, you good?

I just saw your grandson
at the gym.

He's looking good.

Hey, he could be a fighter.

Um...
You know, it's been a bad month.

Very bad month.

So, uh...
Can we do another $500?

I thank you. It means a lot.
It's gonna help. Thank you.

All right, you be good.

Hey, thanks for coming in, Lee.

Always, champ.

The Willie Pep
comeback story?

It starts right here.

Hey, world's greatest reporter
right here, Bill Lee.

Now, Dutch, you're giving me
the chicken wing again.

Tuck in. Tuck in.

Tuck in and shoot it.

That a boy.
Move the mitts around, Kenny.

That a boy.

Keep moving them around.

Paint the fence this weekend?

I said I was gonna paint
the fence, so I did.

Yeah? How'd it come out?

Like the Sistine Chapel.

Cut the bullshit.
What's on your mind, Willie?

I wanna fight again.

Hey, Dutch, you wanna move
to the right once in a while?

You're predictable as hell.

You know you're dumb sometimes,
really dumb.

I'm not dumb.
I've thought about this a lot.

Yeah, that's the problem,
when you get thinking.

Why don't you just
get a job, Willie?

Job? It's the best job I know.

You're 42 years old.
You're doing this to impress
this young wife of yours?

No. Come on, Bill. I'm serious.

I can still do things in there.
Good things.

After everything,
we're back to this?

Hey, Lee.

Why don't you take a walk?
There's no story here.

I think I'm qualified
to determine that myself.

Are you?

Well, here's your story. Willie,
this is bullshit. Bullshit.

Truly bullshit. Bottom line:

You don't belong
in the ring anymore, okay?

That's your story. Fine?

Now accept it.

Gimme your best.

Gimme your best!

Come on, point him out.
Point him out.

I'll show you
what I still got in there.

I can do this, Bill, all right?

Just give me a few fights,
that's all I want.

After that, I'll figure out
what my next move is.

I just need a few fights.

You're a lulu. You know that?

A real lulu. Hey, Dutch.

You're done for the day.

Nice job, son.

- He wants my best, huh?
- Mm-hm.

Do you know about this?

Well, it's not surprising.

- But it's stupid.
- I know it's stupid.

- You know what his record is?
- I know his record.

Of course I know his record.

- You wanna tarnish that?
- Listen--

Doesn't occur to you
to say something?

- "Willie, it's a stupid idea."
- How you gonna make him stop?

"You're behaving like
a complete fucking moron."

No, he's gonna stop
when he's ready.

He's gonna stop
when he wants to stop.

It don't matter.

Willie's still gonna get
his clock cleaned.

Thank you, doll.
Well, look at who it is.

So good to see you.

Nice to see you. Thank you.

You guys are a beautiful crowd.
You look beautiful today.

Thank you. Thank you.

Sandy and I, we were both
very colorful fighters.

We bled all over the ring.

After every fight with Sandy,
my hands would hurt.

I didn't know why,
but then I figured it out.

The ref was stepping
all over them the whole fight.

Uh, I'm honored to be here
at the historic
West Indian Social Club.

Happy to be here, very happy.

In fact, I'm happy to be
anywhere right now.

All right, well,
enough about me.

Allow me to introduce

this man
that you all know and admire.

He's one of the great
featherweights of all time.

A gentleman. At least not when
you're in the ring with him.

Don't get in the ring with him.

The former featherweight
champion of the world,

- of West Indian descent.
- Yeah.

The great Sandy Saddler, everybody.

Give him a hand.

- So...
- Hold on.

Don't forget to tell 'em
how tough I was. Go.

Thank you, Willie. You know...

Willie always like to do a lot
of talking outside the ring.

I like to do most of my talking
inside the ring.

I... I whipped you pretty
good, Willie.

I appreciate you coming out.

It wasn't really
a Willie Pep crowd.

Screw you, Sandy.

We are here on the set
of Case File: Hartford Edition.

I was cast as "the victim."

There was an open casting
a couple of weeks ago.

And I was so excited
when I got the part.

Because they picked one woman
in all of Hartford.

And it was me.

A television series
filming in this town
happens maybe once a century.

I've never been on TV before.

It's exciting, you know?

I'm excited.

Action!

Cut!

Check the gate.

What do you think?

For an old man,
he's coming along.

- As your stepmother...
- Roll it.

...I think what you're doing
is very disrespectful!

- That's a fucking joke!
- Get away from me, Billy!

- Hey, hey, hey.
- Get your fucking hands off me!

- What's going on here?
- You are not my mother!

- You're not my mother!
- Thank God for that, Billy!

That is my wife,
and you respect her as such!

Now get out of here. Go!

Hey, you okay?

What happened?

It's nothing.

Linda, tell me what happened.

He don't like me,
and I don't like him.

All right. That's gonna be
enough for the day.

How you doing?

I'm frustrated over
a lot of things.

This was supposed to be
something fun.

I didn't expect
all these problems.

All right,
that's enough for today.

I think you got enough
for today.

How you doing, Pop?
You okay?

Could you come in to help me
lift him? So I can get in?

Well, Pop's bad.

You should really
come up next time.

I'll see him when he gets home.

Franny, don't write
the old man off yet.

Think of all the times
that he hit Ma.

Hit us.

I wonder if that bastard is
thinking about that right now.

Willie. Please.

We have to be ready is all.

You know? It's not looking good.
We need to think about things.

Why don't I come with?
We could drive, it's pretty out.

I just need a day for myself.

I'm gonna see my friends,
see my psychic.

- Is that asking too much?
- No, it's fine.

- I got it.
- No, I got it. Hey.

- Leave it.
- All right.

Look, Linda,
I'm gonna handle it, all right?

Handle what?

You know,
everything with Billy.

Okay. Okay, yeah.

I'll call you from New York.

I know this is so exciting,
putting groceries away.

- Speeding.
- Fran Papaleo, Take 1.

Oh, my God.

As the big brother
and world champ,

he was always the one helping.

But now he needs help,
and I'm here for him.

But we're talking about
a Sicilian man, okay?

He will never ask for
or accept anyone's help,

much to his detriment.

Oh, I know he misses fighting.

Absolutely.

It was good for him too.
You know, to have that release?

And now he's all pent up.
You know, he's tense.

Goose, you up for going about
five or six rounds in there?

- Yeah?
- Mm-hm.

Okay, I got an old
fighter coming.

Old but very good fighter.
He was world champion.

- Willie. You know Willie Pep?
- Mm-hm.

Okay, I want you to do that.
Don't go easy on him.

Don't you cut him a break.
Don't you kill him.

Don't cut him a break.
You good with that?

- Yeah.
- All right.

- Curly.
- Yeah?

Glove him up, will ya?

Could be the end of
the Willie Pep comeback story.

- Is it my turn?
- I got a losing hand.

No, you go ahead, that was
your point. I got a losing hand.

But because
he was in such good shape,

because he was
world champ at the time...

- Oh, yes, he was in good shape.
- All right.

You always had a thing for him.
You always had a thing for him.

- Ah, you know...
- No, you did.

It's disgusting.

You're talking about my brother.

You're disgusting, Julie.
Know what he says to me?

"This is how you know
you're done as a fighter.

First, you lose your legs.

Then you lose your money.

And then you lose your friends.

And that's just how it goes."

But I do tell him, "Willie, you
don't have to be a hero forever.

You're a good man."

And that should be enough.

I just wish that he would...

He would let it go.

And just look at
what's right in front of him.

Bell.

- Here we go.
- Willie.

Come on, Willie.

Yeah. Yeah.

There you go.

[man 1 Here we go. Here we go.

Come on. Let's go.

Let's go. Let's go.

That's enough.

I'll say when it's enough, Bill.

That's enough.

Why are you standing around
like a bag of hammers, huh?

Quit goldbricking.
Get back to your work.

Hey, champ. Hey.

Strong kid.

That straight right, though.

- Great job.
- Appreciate it.

Looked good, looked good.

You can still fight,

but between you and me,

you ain't no Willie Pep.

Not no more, you ain't.

You know what I mean?

Hey, Mike Marino down in Miami.

- Yeah.
- He asks about you all the time.

You know he's got a stable.

He'd like you to come down
and work with his fighters.

You make some money.

Stay in the game.

Change of scenery
might do you good.

You gotta think about
how you want to be remembered.

Well, that's just it, Bill.

No one remembers me.

For crying out loud, your record
speaks for itself, huh?

It's going with you to the
grave. It's etched in stone.

Two-twenty and ten.

Ain't nobody gonna touch that,
not now, not ever.

You think about it, huh?

I don't understand
what you're saying, Mama.

What is she saying, Billy?

Oh.

She won't turn up the heat,
and I have friends upstairs.

It's not nice, Mama!
That is not nice.

Go upstairs.

You're a mean woman.

Shhh.

Shhh.

Uh, have you seen Willie?

We thought that he'd be here.

He's gonna miss the show.

She don't like her.
Says she's no good.

Tell them, Mama.
Say it to the camera.

My son's a good boy,

but he doesn't know
how to pick a wife.

He needs a good Sicilian wife
to take care of him.

Not thisone.

She said that he had it good
with my mother.

And she wishes that
it had worked out with them.

Now go.

- What'd you think about that?
- I don't know. I'm nervous!

I mean you're a natural.
You're such a natural.

Be careful, Sam, my husband
could walk in here any minute.

And he would clean
the furniture with you.

He's a boxer, you know?

- That little guy?
- You better watch it.

Don't have to worry about me.
I can handle myself.

I played a boxer once.

- Oh, you played a boxer.
- The program is starting.

...the desk
of another detective
in anywhere USA:

Case File. The show that brings

the real-life police drama
of our great nation

directly into your living room.

This week's crime scene:

Hartford, Connecticut.

The stories we tell here
are true.

The characters
our actors play are real.

The crimes really happened,
and the justice
was really served.

Please sit back and join me,
J. Walker Blake,

for this week's episode
ofCase File.

Where have you been? Come.

I'm sure you guys have
televisions in your own house.

Honey, please, sit down.

What are you doing?
My scene is coming up.

I told you I was having
some friends over
to watch the show.

I can introduce you to everyone
after, but please, come join us.

Move, Willie.

Do I know you?

Get off my couch.

Sam Hornsby.

I'm Willie Pep, world champ.

And if you don't beat it,
I'm gonna beat it out of you.

- Willie!
- Okay, okay.

- Get out.
- Okay, okay.

- Good night.
- No, you don't have to leave.

This is my home too.
Now apologize. Now.

- Beat it.
- You heard him. Go.

- How dare you?
- Okay. Okay.

Honestly, how...?

My part.

It's over, I...

I missed my part.

Yeah.

That means the party's over.

- You all can leave.
- Fucking go.

Bar's closed.

- Chop-chop.
- Do you want me to stay?

- It's fine.
- Okay.

It's really fine, Dorothy.
I'm fine.

And I know
it must look pretty silly.

Me being so excited

about a little part
in this silly TV show.

I was really looking forward
to seeing that, you know?

It's not silly.

Thank you.

As hard as this is
right now for me,

that does make me feel
a lot better.

- Do you want a cigarette?
- Sure.

That's swell.

- Thanks.
- Yeah.

You know...

To be honest...

That was the meanest thing that
anyone has ever done to me.

Hey, could you do me a favor?

Um...

I probably don't even
have to ask, but...

Could you keep all that
out of it?

Like whatever happened earlier,

I would really,
really appreciate it

if you didn't show that.

Well...

Well, what?

I understand
where you're coming from,

and we'll do our best,
but you know,

that's all I can really
tell you right now.

Okay.

Cheers.

Get In the car, Billy.

Look. Billy, I know I ain't
father of the year, okay?

But I am your father.

Okay.

Okay.

All right, you be good.

It fits you perfectly.

- That was worth every penny.
- You complain about money,

and then you go out
and buy me a fur.

Yeah, you like it?

- I do like it.
- Good.

But I'm not
like the others, Willie.

Now, that's where
you got me wrong.

'Cause I'm not a doll
who you can take out,

and dress up whenever
you want to play with me.

Can you give us
a moment, please.

- Hey, listen.
- You cannot buy my forgiveness.

You can't buy me, period.

Not all the money
in the world can buy me.

Don't you understand?

I bet you didn't even
pay for it anyway.

- What the hell do you mean?
- You know what I mean.

This whole thing.

It's a farce, hm?

That what it is. It's crap.
And for what? A few bucks?

You gotta understand
that they don't care about you,

or your comeback,
or anything else.

That's enough.

Well, in that case, Willie,
bring it back.

I don't want it.

You don't deserve it.

...indication of his
great courage and boxing skill.

He can take all that punishment
and still win the fight.

Now here we are in round 7

of this 15-round
featherweight title bout

between world champion
Willie Pep,

and former champion
Sandy Saddler

here at Yankee Stadium,
New York.

A big crowd of 39,000 people
expect to see
a sensational battle tonight.

- Want some water, Sandy?
- Just give me a minute, man.

These headaches.

I can't keep this car
waiting any longer.

Just gimme a minute.
We'll be right out.

If you're not down
in five minutes,

we're gonna have a problem.

If you don't give me a moment,

you're gonna have the problem.

- Get out of here.
- Mr. Pep.

Want me to shut a light?
Your eyes hurt you?

Oh, hey, Bob. You find a doctor?

No, we're in Boston.
It's Sunday. There's nobody in.

There's a car downstairs
waiting for us. We got people--

I know this, Bob. We're trying
to pull it together here.

There you go, Sandy.

Christ, who is that?
You got it?

- What is happening?
- Mr. Saber.

- We are...
- Oh, this is a problem.

What's going on?
I am on the line.

I don't represent Mr. Saddler.

- I represent Mr. Pep.
- I have to fly solo.

- Unless you want me
to pull out too.
- Oh, that's great!

No, that's not gonna work.

We're not pulling out
of anything, okay?

We're going to fulfill
the agreement.

We're going to make the event.

- You think you're
better than me?
- I have an agreement

with Mr. Kaplan here
that is legally binding.

- Willie. Willie. Stop it.
- Get out of here!

I don't need you
to do anything for me.

I was mostly fine
after I stopped fighting.

But you know,
if I didn't have this,

a lot of things
would be different now.

I know I would have had
many more fights

and many more victories.

You were saying
about Willie Pep.

Well, Willie...

I respect Willie as a man,

and I respect Willie
as a fighter.

But I beat Willie Pep,
three out of four fights.

I beat him good.

And Pep was the greatest
featherweight ever.

How is that?

I always wondered.

I made a career of
making guys miss.

You know, look like amateurs.

That night against Saddler,
that was different.

He took the one thing that
no one could ever take from me.

My title.

My title.

Listen to me.
You can't run.

Give him everything you've got,
Willie, you hear?

Everything! You have no choice.

For the first time in my career,
I tell you...

I really wanted to hurt
the other guy.

And I was ready to die
in that ring.

Or kill.

And the winner,
by unanimous decision,

hailing from Hartford
Connecticut...

Willie Pep!

How's everybody doing?
He will become the first

featherweight
to ever regain a lost title!

Willie Pep!
Willie Pep! Willie Pep!

- Here's the new champ!
- Willie Pep! Willie Pep!

She wouldn't move.

She just sat there
and sat there...

Your family would like
you to join them in his room.

Guglielmo.

Hey, Pop.

You remember Doncho?

He was a big kid.

He took my shoeshine stand

and I came home crying
and you...

You smacked me around
a little bit, and you said...

You said I had a choice.

I either fight him

or I fight you.

I'll tell you, that was
one of the easiest choices

I ever made in my life.

I was so scared, Pop.

But Salvatore Papaleo's son...

He had to fight.

And I did.

And it turns out
I was a good one.

I'm sorry, Pop, I'm so sorry.

I'm sorry. I love you.

I'm just angry. I love you.

- How you doing?
- I'm okay.

Thank you, really.

Hey, Mrs. Papaleo.

I'm very sorry for your loss.
He was a good fella.

- It's good seeing you.
- He's an embarrassment.

He's gonna either
wind up dead or in jail.

What do you do? Put my own son
in an institution?

Do me a favor,
watch your dress.

- It's hiking up.
- You want some water?

Pull it down even more.

Thank you.

Hey. Billy, sit up.

We got people here, sit up.
I said, sit up now.

You need a glass of water
or something?

Why don't you guys
eat something. There's food.

Marino's coming
to town next week.

- Who?
- Mike Marino.

I told you about him.
He runs fighters down in Miami.

Oh. Uh...

I'm closing the gym.

Yeah. It's sucking
the lifeblood out of me.

I...

I'm sick of paying rent,
and to tell you the truth,

there's not one damn fighter
there who's worth anything so...

I'm gonna head south myself,
warm up in the Tampa sunshine.

Tell you the truth, I'm kind of
looking forward to it.

That's my future.

Maybe you should focus on your
future while you still got one.

Do yourself--
do us both a favor, Willie.

- Meet with Marino, talk to him.
- He needs help.

I gotta go, Bill.

Yeah.

- Get up, Billy, come on.
- Come on, honey.

- Come on, honey. Get up.
- Let's go to bed, buddy.

- It's time to get up.
- Get off me.

- Get off me!
- It's all right. It's all right.

- Jesus Christ.
- Let's get you to bed.

You'll be all right.

Hey, Willie?

Hey.

Can we be alone for a minute?

What is it?

What is it, Linda?
You can tell me. It's fine.

I had an audition last week.

You didn't tell me that.

Willie, you know
I went to New York.

Yeah, but you didn't say--

Yeah, well, you didn't ask.

I didn't know I had to.

I got the part.

Well, that's good.

That's good, right? I mean...

That's what you wanted, so...

- Congrats.
- I wanted to tell you days ago,

but then your father died,
and I...

I have to be back in New York
for rehearsals.

It's a traveling show.
We start in a couple of weeks.

Yeah...

- Traveling, huh?
- Yeah.

When are you leaving?
You know, we should...

We should discuss this
because we're married.

I gotta do this, Willie.

I've seen you act.

I've seen you try.

You're not really an actress.

Don't do that, Willie. Don't.

Absolutely not.

How long are you gonna be gone?

I don't know yet.

But that doesn't matter, Willie.

You lived your dream.

And you had your chance.

And now this is mine.

Well, good luck
with your chance.

7:46,
Hartford Express to New York,

now arriving on Track 2.

Good morning.

Do you know where Willie is?

I don't know where he is.
Please just leave me alone.

You guys just
can't get enough, huh?

I didn't agree to all this.

All this personal stuff.

That wasn't part of the deal.

'Cause you said this is like
a "Where Is He Now" type thing.

Upbeat. Positive.

Supposed to help my career,
not hurt it.

You dragged my family...

My family!

- Willie, listen.
- I'm done.

I'm done.

You think you're doing
the right thing.

And it doesn't work out.

I never said no to a fight.

So, they never stopped asking.

I was always leaving my family
for the road.

Living the high life.

All the money I spent.

The women.

And gambling.

I got run out of New York.

Linda wanted to stay, but...

I owed everybody in town.

How's that?

And I'm losing my damn son.

I regret taking the kids
from their mother.

So, here I am.

Same old dirty gym.

So, now what?

Now what?

I'm hoping I can find Billy.

And when I find him...

I hope he's doing
the right thing.

I appreciate that, thank you.
Have a good day, all right?

Stay out here.

I'm looking for someone.

Bathroom's for customers only.

Someone's in the wrong bar.

All right. Hey, sugar.

What are you doing busting into
my place of business, brother?

- Did you sell my son this junk?
- Whoa, whoa!

- Did you sell him...?
- Hold on! Hold on, chief!

If I catch you near
my kid again!

- Billy.
- Hold on, he still owes!

Hey. Get that shit
out of your hand.

Billy. Bill!

Get up. Get up.

Is this what you do, huh?

Let's get you out of here.

Leave the kid alone.

This is not my son!

You understand me?

I'm gonna help you, Billy.

Let's go. Let's go.

Follow me.

Hold on!

- What's going on here?
- Nothing to see here!

Nothing to see here.

Mind your business.

There ain't no problem.
Mind your business.

- Get out of my way!
- Get your hands off me.

I'm not going to let you be this
way, Billy, you understand me?

I'm not gonna allow it.

Get in the car.
I'm getting you home.

Get in the car.

Enough with that thing.
Get the hell out of here!

- Okay. We're good?
- Yeah, we're rolling.

Willie, hey.
Yeah, we're recording now.

Can you hear us still?
Yeah, hey, thanks, fellows.

- Hey, champ.
- Listen.

I know the last time we filmed,

things got
a little out of hand.

Look,
we completely understand.

- Honestly, I didn't--
- Okay.

We don't need to talk about it.

Now listen to me.

I've got a plan. I think
we film a little bit more.

And it's gonna be good,
good for your picture,

- I tell you that. All right?
- Okay.

Can you meet tomorrow?
9 o'clock?

Willie!

It's Mike.

Hundred and ten a week,
plus 10% of the purses.

I got a place for you
to lay your head.

I'm not gonna lie,

it's not the Plaza Hotel.

And the kid?

Oh, Italian-American kid
from Pittsburgh.

Street kid, been through
some stuff. You know the type.

I mentioned you to him. His face
lit up. You had to see this kid.

That's good. I'm glad
he remembers who I am.

- Young kid.
- Oh, he knows who you are.

I'm in.

- What?
- I'm in.

- Fantastic!
- I'd like to work with the kid.

Sounds like a nice opportunity.

Now, Mike, look,
there's one more thing.

What?

The cash is fair. It's fair.

But if I can make
a few extra bucks...

- Can I just stop you?
- Go ahead.

It's really, honestly,
the best I can do on the money.

I get it. Listen, hear me out.

I'd like a fight.

And I was hoping that you'd
put me on one of your cards.

- You'd like a fight?
- I'd like a fight.

Thank you.

Thank you.

- This your plan the whole time?
- No, not at all, you know.

It's just that if I'm gonna give
this young fighter
what he needs,

- I gotta get what I need, right?
- Yeah.

- I need a fight.
- I need a trainer.

You got one.
You have my word.

You got that.

You need to sell
your fights, right?

- It helps.
- Of course it helps.

A Willie Pep comeback.

If you can't sell that...

I tell ya, I'd pay to see that.

- Tell me we got a deal.
- Oh, yeah, we got a deal.

Here they are.

Been waiting quite a while.

Yeah, I thank you
for your patience.

I appreciate that.

A lot of history
in these gloves.

Haven't been worn since
he took them off that night.

I appreciate it very much.

Absolutely.
I want you to meet Willie.

Willie.

Come on over here.

I have a line on other items.

If there's anything else
that you're interested in,

even if I don't have
a connection to it,

- I can...
- Absolutely.

Hey, Willie, how are you?
Here, stand up.

This is Willie Pep himself.

Always in my heart.
Thank you, Willie.

You're welcome.

- I'll be outside.
- They're in good hands.

- Thank you. Bye.
- Bye.

To meet the man
that wore these gloves.

He's really something, isn't he?

The gloves are sitting there,
they're just collecting dust.

So, our deal is 30%
on anything over $1,000,

but I only took 20%
'cause I know how much
those gloves meant to you.

Thanks, Bob.

I'm not looking
to get rich here.

That's nice of you.

All right, well...

- All right, champ.
- All right.

Enjoy yourself down there
in Florida.

Yeah.

- I will.
- Soak up that sun.

- Hey, Bob.
- Yeah?

You're fired.

No, you don't. No, I quit.

- I fired you first.
- I quit. No, no, no,
son of a bitch.

- I fired him first!
- You get that?

No, I'm not fired,
I quit. I quit.

Now listen, this is
going to be good for you.

We're gonna get through this.

I'm gonna be there for you.

So, it's 45 days in.

And the evaluation?

Make sure you take in my son.

All right, this place
comes highly recommended.

It's been very tough for him.

All right? I love you.

That's right, get your pack.

It's a revival
of Happy Hunting,

and I am playing the role
of Beth, the daughter.

The whole thing
has been incredible.

I am learning so much.
The cast is amazing.

It's all been just dreamy.

- Five minutes to places.
- Thank you, five!

So, have you talked to Willie?

No.

But...

I want the best for him.

I really do.

Hey, could you...

Please tell him
that I said that, okay?

Thank you.

- Wish me luck.
- Break a leg.

Thanks
for sitting down with us again.

Hey.

- It's my pleasure.
- How you been doing?

Been a lot better
than when you were here last.

Um, you know, that was...

I hit rock bottom
at the funeral, and...

My family had to see that,
and...

Yeah, but I've been clean now
for four months.

And I feel so much better.
I was so sick.

Have you been talking
to your father at all?

Yeah, here and there.
I mean, you know, um...

He's pretty busy,
and I don't want to bother him.

But he'll call, like, once
a month maybe, just check in.

Yeah, it sounds like
he's doing well in Florida.

Yeah, I might even go visit him
at some point, you know.

We've talked about it, so...

Willie, where have you been?

I've been around,
just trying to make a living.

You know, get through the day.

It's a far cry from being champ,

but I guess that's life, right?

I've had 231
professional fights.

Two hundred and thirty-one
professional fights.

That's a lot of fights.

But I'm okay. I'm all right.

Until I hear a bell.

Don't ring any bells.

But really,
how you feeling, champ?

I feel good. I feel real good.
Actually, I feel great.

Willie will be
the first boxer ever to fight

after being inducted
into the Hall of Fame.

Willie Pep was the greatest.

He's a once-in-a-lifetime.

It isn't hard
to understand the man.

He's simple in the best way.

That's why
he had so much success.

He's a fighter.

Period.

Willie Pep! Willie Pep!

Sound speeds. Mark.

Well, I advised against it.

I didn't want him
to fight again, but...

His decision.

I want the best for Willie.
Always did, I always will.

'Cause that kid,
he worked his ass off

for everything he ever got.

He's earned
everything he ever got.

You gotta respect that, right?

Here.

Happy days, huh?

Yep.

I'm fighting this guy named
McKeever. You ever hear of him?

He's a little green, right?

Impressive record.

Yeah? What's his record?

- Two and seven.
- Oh, wow.

Impressive.

That's an impressive record.

I'm gonna enjoy it
for what it is.

It's another fight,
it's another payday.

Right?

The 232nd payday of Willie Pep.

How's that for your title?

It's got a nice ring to it.

Get it? "Ring"? He got it.

- Did you get it, Chickee?
- I got it.

The 232nd payday of Willie Pep.

I like that.

Look.

Pop had this stashed
in the basement.

So, how do you
wanna be remembered?

Get a good shot of it.

I'd like to be remembered

as the fighter

who left a legacy
bigger than himself.

Willlie Pep.

I think I pulled it off.

Showtime, boys.

Let's walk.

Ain't it beautiful?

- All right, let's go.
- Go get him, champ.

Willie Pep!
Willie Pep! Willie Pep!

Willie Pep! Willie Pep!
Willie Pep! Willie Pep!

Go get him.

Willie Pep! Willie Pep!

Willie Pep! Willie Pep!
Willie Pep!

Willie Pep! Willie Pep!
Willie Pep!

Willie Pep! Willie Pep!
Willie Pep! Willie Pep!

Willie Pep!

Willie Pep! Willie Pep!

Willie Pep! Willie Pep!
Willie Pep!

Willie Pep! Willie Pep!

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♪ I'm gonna try

♪ For the kingdom, if I can

♪ 'Cause it makes me feel
That I'm a man ♪

♪ When I put the spike
Into my vein ♪

♪ Then you know
Things aren't quite the same ♪

♪ When I'm rushing
From my run ♪

♪ And I feel
Just like Jesus' son ♪

♪ And I guess
That I just don't know ♪

♪ And I guess
That I just don't know ♪

♪ I have made
The big decision ♪

♪ I'm gonna nullify my life

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Begins to flow ♪

♪ When it squirts up
The dropper's neck ♪

♪ And the smack
Goes and hits my blood ♪

♪ When I'm closing in
On death ♪

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Not you girls ♪

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With all your talk ♪

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That I just don't know ♪

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That I just don't know ♪

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The darkened seas ♪

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Big clipper ship ♪

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♪ Away from the big city

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♪ From all the evils
Of this town ♪

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All around ♪

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That I just don't know ♪

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I just don't know ♪

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♪ Is gonna be the death of me

♪ Heroin

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♪ 'Cause I main it
Through my vein ♪

♪ Leads to a center
In my head ♪

♪ Then I'm better off
Than dead ♪

♪ When that smack bud's
Starting to flow ♪

♪ Then I really
Don't care no more ♪

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In this town ♪

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Making sounds ♪

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Pound by pound ♪

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And the clowns ♪

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With their frowns ♪

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♪ While that heroin
Is in my blood ♪

♪ And that blood
is in my head ♪

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I'm as good as dead ♪

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That I don't care ♪

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That I just don't know ♪

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That I just don't know ♪

♪ Cold wind
Stay away from me ♪

♪ Cold wind
Stay away from my heart ♪

♪ There was a time

♪ When I didn't mind

♪ A time when everyone
Seemed kind ♪

♪ There was a time
When my love was blind ♪

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All right.
Say "Good night, champ."

Good night, champ.