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Previously on L .A. Law. I just wanted to say Merry Christmas and thank you.

For what? For being a friend when I needed one.

Oh, that was my pleasure.

I want

to spend Christmas with my son and my wife.

And without the holidays factoring into the equation, would you still want to be

coming home?

Well, I'm getting a lawyer, Stuart.

I'm not going to sit around and wait until... I'm getting a lawyer, Stuart.

I am not looking to mend any fences here, and I am certainly not chasing

your affection.

You can help me avoid the stain of an investigation.

I'm willing to pay you $300 ,000 to do it.

It's a simple business deal. She's innocent.

They had no case.

She's not innocent.

Hey, come on. This benefits all of us. There's nothing to be ashamed about.

Well, then why wasn't this out in the open, Leland?

I wasn't hiding it.

I just decided not to publicize it. I knew there'd be opposition.

Thank you, Leland.

I don't know how I could ever repay you.

Oh, yes, you do.

$300 ,000.

Is everything always about money?

Oh, it's unanimous then.

Victor Cifuentes becomes partner.

Effective 1 April.

Next up, Abigail Perkins. Not a chance.

Why not? Hold on now. We promised Abby when she came back that she'd be

considered for partnership.

And she deserves it. Abby has turned into a damn good lawyer. Maybe so, but

everybody can be partner.

Victor makes eight.

Jonathan comes up in two years. Plus C .J. and Tommy Mullaney. Well, C .J.

doesn't want it. And Mullaney will never have it. Not while I'm still alive.

What's wrong with Tommy?

I don't like the way he operates.

And as history tells us, he's too self -destructive to be around very long.

I disagree. Let's just stick to Abby. This is about Abby. C .J. and Mulaney

not future partners.

They are not a reason to exclude Abby Perkins. Come on, let's give her a most

improved player, but she has zero profile.

Partnership isn't a reward to be passed out. I like her. We all like her. The

only question here is what's in it for us, and the answer with Abby is nothing.

How about just acknowledging a person's loyalty?

What about it? It's true, Ann. I hate to agree, but she's certainly no

rainmaker. Neither are you, Stuart.

Let's just take the vote.

I vote yes, and I seriously recommend the rest of you do the same. I vote yes.

No.

No. No.

No? No.

Five to two. She doesn't make it.

You people are unbelievable.

Hold on. We don't announce or reveal the results of this meeting to anyone

before March 15th. Why not? Because we have three Office of Employment out to

third -year law students who will respond by that date. Since two of them

women who could be wary of our being tagged with the sex discrimination

we don't need the news about Abby to push them away.

That is disgusting. We're not going to make her partner. We should at least

her. We can't. No, I agree with this one. If the news gets around that the

is in and the woman's out, no.

Could cost us. We tell nobody.

Leland, what am I supposed... This is a partnership meeting. You have a

fiduciary responsibility to each one of us.

You tell nobody.

This place is a piece of crap, you know that?

The spirit of Rosalind Shays just lives on forever.

Next up, a reminder to all that Jonathan Stewart and myself will be out of the

office tomorrow and Thursday on our war game expedition.

What? We announced this last week. We're part of Richard Flegel's corporate team

in the Industrial War Game Championship.

Is this where a bunch of guys get together and run around the woods like

and shoot each other with paintballs? Richard Flegel is one of our top

clients, and he doesn't consider it idiotic. You never told me it was an

overnight thing, Douglas.

You never said I'd have to sleep in the forest. I showed you the brochure,

Jonathan. You said it was just like you to try. I helped you with Noah.

How about you helping out with my client?

Will you two please?

Moving on.

Edwards versus Dune promotions?

That's my boxing case. Heavyweight club fighter got hammered real bad. I

represent his wife. We're suing the promoter for planning the mismatch. How

you get by assumption of the risk?

By getting the jury to focus on the puss oozing out of his sleeves and set up

his own client to be beaten half to death.

I see. Abby.

I see you pushed the Eric Linder's deposition till Friday? Yeah. Believe it

not, I have been asked to be on the Phil Donahue show tomorrow.

You're kidding. Really? They're doing a show on gun control and carry permits,

and they're having... Well, they're having professional people who have

themselves with firearms, and they asked me. You're really going on this show? I

doubt it. I mean, they have three other guests. They don't need me, but they've

asked, so I'm thinking about it. I'll be sure to set my VCR.

All right, we're adjourned.

So, Abby, you didn't tell me you shot the guy? What's my fever say?

Sure.

I'm sorry. I just can't act like nothing's happened here.

We've had these two great kisses.

Well, they were great for me.

They were great for me, too.

But, you know, if we start something here, it would be very complicated.

We work together, yeah.

With a lot of other people.

Relationships could get serious to compromise.

Including ours. I mean, we're friends.

Good friends.

And if we start something and it doesn't work out, well, that would be

jeopardizing our relationship.

And that's a pretty big risk.

At least for me.

Right.

Well, maybe we should just play it safe.

Pretend like nothing happened.

I don't think I could do that.

Me neither.

This is the Chipman 68 special.

12 -inch barrel, M16 grip, semi -automatic.

Can I see?

Does this hurt when it hits you?

Look, I know you guys aren't wild about this, but let me tell you, I want to

win. Problem with running a tampon company, people make jokes about you.

market a very respectable tampon, Richard. There's nothing to be ashamed

Just the same. I can shut a lot of mouths by winning this trophy.

All right. Tonight, Rancho Park, 7 o 'clock. We practice.

Tomorrow, 6 a .m., Tarzana.

Hey! I didn't do anything. It just went off. What do you mean, it just went off?

I didn't touch the trigger. All right, knock it off. That paint's totally

washable. It'll come right off.

Hey, could be a good omen. Direct hit.

Seven o 'clock, Rancho Park.

You shot my father. It was a mistake. You never made a mistake. Give me that

gun. You shouldn't have it. You know what? I don't want to go on the trip.

You're going to be a menace to the team. I know it.

A few weeks after the fight...

I began to notice that his words were slurring and his hands began to shake.

And you think it was the boxing match with Hector Casales that did this to

husband? Oh, I know it was.

I mean, he'd been knocked out before, but never like that.

My God, never like that.

And for this, you blame the promoter. He wasn't just the promoter. He controlled

Larry's career.

He was the person who was supposed to be looking out for him, but he set him up

to be mauled to make Hector Casales look good.

Now, the defendant never concealed the fact that he represented Hector Casales

as well as your husband, did he? No, he never concealed that. He just concealed

the fact that he was sacrificing Larry.

Objection sustained.

And it is also true, Mrs. Edwards, that your husband doesn't want you to bring

this lawsuit.

No, he doesn't. Then why are you? Because he can't work.

Because we're broke.

Because I have three children that need to eat.

And because I just don't know what else I can do. Your husband can't find other

work besides boxing? He got a job selling plants at a greenhouse.

And they fired him because they said he kept getting confused.

Last week, he went to the grocery store to get some milk. He forgot why he went,

and when he went to call me, he couldn't remember our phone number.

I'm sorry, baby.

I am so sorry to embarrass you like this.

Thank you, ma 'am.

That's all I have.

Your husband fought 42 previous fights and was knocked out seven other times,

correct? Yes, but this fight was... Yes is all I need, thank you.

And as a professional boxer, ma 'am, your husband certainly knew the physical

risks of stepping inside that ring, didn't he? We never thought that it

so lopsided. Your husband knocked out 18 people.

He himself was knocked out seven times. That means 25 of 42 bouts were lopsided

enough for one fighter to end up semi -conscious. This fight was a mismatch.

Both you and your husband knew that Hector Casales was a highly ranked

being groomed for the heavyweight championship. You told us Larry had a

Isn't it true, ma 'am? Your husband took this fight because it was being

broadcast on national television?

Because it was the biggest professional opportunity of his career, and that if

he'd won, he would have been in line for a championship bout himself, maybe down

the road. He tricked us into thinking all of this. Where's the trick?

This is boxing, Mrs. Edwards.

The object is to knock the opponent unconscious.

The winner gets a parade, the loser usually gets hospitalized. He kept

us to just trust him. Who made the final decision to fight Hector Cothall with

Mrs. Edwards, my client or your husband? We relied on him for it. Fight. Who

made the final decision to accept this fight?

Larry, but... Thank you, ma 'am. I have nothing further.

Hey, seven o 'clock, quitting time.

Oh, I've got these depositions to get to.

Wow, look at you.

Yeah, I'm going to the Sleeping with the Enemy premiere.

I have an extra ticket if you're interested.

I could also get you a sitter.

No, thanks. I'd better stick to these. I'll be lucky to bill 200 hours by the

end of the month.

Abby, under the heading Life is Too Short, you should get out more.

I know.

And... in the Is It Worth It category,

I wouldn't sacrifice too much for these people.

Excuse me?

I'm... tapped into the secretarial grapevine.

Douglas Brackman's secretary typed this morning the minutes of last night's

partners' meeting, at which meeting the new partners were voted on.

Victor Zinn, you're out.

They can't be right.

That's right.

Their feelings are you don't have the profile to bring in clients and they

feel compelled to invite you into their family. Why didn't Anne tell me? I had

lunch with her today. She wouldn't say. They are keeping it hush -hush till

March 15th.

They don't want to spook the women law students they've got offers out to.

Those bastards.

Yeah, so sod it.

Let's go to the movies.

Oh, no, thanks. I don't feel like going to the movies.

I'm sorry, Abby.

I hope they change their minds.

Those lying sons of bitches.

All right, you'll have a... A 30 -second head start.

Ready, Wolverine. We're ready. Go.

Let's go.

All right, next up, the Douche King.

That's us.

Douche King? That's us. What kind of a name is that? Come on, let's go.

All right, here are your kill chips.

You get killed, you hand it over to the guy who kills you. You kill somebody

else, you get his chip. Any questions?

Oh, yeah. Is there like a snack bar or something?

Do it. All right, ready, Douche King.

Go. Hustle up. Next up, National Tire.

Let's get out there. They're coming. All right, National Tire, you guys know the

routine. Move it. Move it. Move it.

Let's go. Come on.

Step up and get your chips.

For God's sake.

You're in play. You're dead.

What?

That's an official hit. Player one, you're out. You get his chip.

The scientific term would be dementia pugilistica, but that's just a fancy way

of saying punch drunk. Were you able to ascertain the cause of this dementia,

Dr. Harris?

In my opinion, it was caused by the repeated blows to the head in the

fight. At this time, Judge, I would like to play the tape. Defense renews its

objection to the tape, Your Honor. Defense renews its ruling.

Overruled. Play it.

What actually happens when punches like that hit the head? In simple terms, the

blow accelerates the skull through the air while the brain lags behind.

Then when the head stops moving, the brain crashes into the wall of the

Then it reverberates back against the other side. And this can cause damage to

the brain?

Oh, absolutely.

It ends up stretching and ultimately tearing both the nerves and the tissues

inside the brain. And, Doctor, based on your examination of Larry Edwards, could

you tell us what lies ahead for him? Well, we can't be completely sure, but

likelihood is that he will become unable to speak. Within 15 to 20 years, he

will become physically dysfunctional, and he will need constant medical and

nursing care. All because of a boxing match.

All because of a boxing match.

Thank you, sir.

Your witness.

My witness.

Larry Edwards has taken at least 10 ,000 punches in his boxing lifetime.

And you pin his dementia down to the eight or nine we just saw in that tape.

annual neurological exam given to him before that fight showed no brain

Would that test be conclusive?

No, but... And you yourself didn't examine this man prior to the Catholic

did you? No, I didn't. And in fact, sir, punch -drunk syndrome can result from

accumulated trauma suffered over a career of boxing, Drew.

Even the winners could be affected this way, right?

Joe Lewis suffered from pugilistica dementia, didn't he, sir?

I never examined Joe Lewis. Every boxer is at risk to this affliction, right?

Yes, now that's certainly true. You personally think the sport of boxing

be banned? The American Medical Association believes it should be

you agree with the AMA, don't you? Boxing should be banned, right?

Yes, it should be. Thanks, Dr. Harris.

Nothing further.

I'd like you to meet Miss Abigail Perkins. Miss Perkins is an attorney

firm here in Los Angeles, McKenzie, Brackman, Chaney, Cusack, and Becker.

Two years ago, Miss Perkins was attacked by a deranged client who had a lead

pipe. You defended yourself using a handgun. You shot the guy, and you

him.

It should be said, however, that you did not have a carry permit, did you, Miss

Perkins? No, they are impossible to get.

Responsible citizens are not allowed to carry firearms, which means that if I

had been attacked on the street instead of in my office, I would probably be

dead. I thought she wasn't going to do this. Something must have changed her

mind. Eight thousand people in this country are killed every year with a

handgun. Many of them are children, shot accidentally.

That's appalling. So is selling guns to people with criminal records or a

history of mental illness.

I support gun registration, waiting periods, and background checks, but to

that no one... Passing out pistols is contemptible. I'll tell you what's

contemptible. Our government cannot stop the drug wars. Our government cannot

stop rising crime. Our government cannot stop the guns from getting to the

gangs. And they want to pass laws to stop them from getting to you and me.

So you just arm everybody and become a society of violence? We already are a

society of violence. All I'm saying is it's time to let the good people fight

back.

Lawyers Who Kill, and we'll be back in just a moment.

You all right?

Mm -hmm. Can I speak to you for a second?

Yeah, sure.

I'm really not sure how to say this.

It's about Grace.

What about her? Well, I think that we... I think there could be something

happening between us.

Look, we didn't mean for it to happen.

Just kind of snuck up on us.

What I'm trying to say is, would it bother you if Grace and I started seeing

each other?

Yes.

Yes, it would bother me.

You've been training Larry Edwards for how long, sir?

Almost seven years.

But he's not your employer.

No, I work for Mr. Dune.

Larry is one of the fighters assigned to me. Now, Mr. Lott, could you tell us

what your reaction was when you learned that Larry was scheduled to fight Hector

Casales? I thought it was totally nuts.

I mean, Hector's a rank contender.

He's in a totally different class.

Did you tell this to Mr.

Dune? I did, and he told me to keep my mouth shut and get Larry ready to fight.

Did you express your reservations to Larry?

Yeah, but, you know, every fighter, they always see the other guy lying on the

mat. You know, they never see themselves.

Yeah, so the fight went forward.

Yeah, but not with me, it didn't, because I quit.

Why'd you quit, sir?

Because I couldn't close my eyes to what was happening.

I mean,

don't get me wrong, these things happen all the time, you know, the promoters,

staging, mismatches, because of the public, you know, they like to see

knockouts. But this, he had no chance but to get hurt, and that's what I told

him to do.

He says you'd better get yourself another trainer, because I quit.

Thank you, sir.

Nothing further.

Larry Edwards have knockout power, Mr. Lott?

Oh, yes.

And if he had ever connected, would it have been possible for him to knock out

Hector Casales?

Yeah, it would be possible, sure.

But thank you, Mr. Lott. That's all.

It's this way.

No, this way.

I think I see somebody.

They spotted us, damn it. They're coming.

Let's give up. We've got to fight back. We could be home for lunch.

They've got no place to go. Let's move up.

Hold on, cease fire.

Now look, you've got four people, we've got four.

There are no surprises.

If you retreat at once, we'll hold fire.

And you'll all live.

Do we have a deal?

Here's your deal.

Let's take him. This is ridiculous.

How did I get myself into this? You have to aim, Jonathan.

You can't just shoot at the sky.

Stuart! Get back here!

They can't shoot straight.

One, two, three.

Where the hell did you come

from? You're all dead.

The little pudge all got me.

Kill chips, please.

And Larry Edwards wanted it, did he not?

Wanted it.

This was the opportunity he begged me for.

He said he wanted to get in the ring with a named fighter so he could make

mark. Mrs.

Edwards claims that you knew her husband would be savagely beaten when you

scheduled that fight.

Look, first of all, I was Larry Edwards' exclusive promoter.

That meant I had a financial stake in the man. So I certainly wasn't going to

anything to ruin his career.

Second, you got to understand something. Anything can happen in a boxing match.

Anything. Look at Buster Douglas.

Man was a mismatched, no -name bum up until the time he knocked out Mike

Cassius Clay, they say, had no business even being in the same ring with Sonny

Liston. Look at George Foreman. The man's 40, he's fat, candidate for a

yet he's still in there knocking people out.

Did you think Larry Edwards might beat Hector Casales?

The truth?

No. But did he have a chance?

Absolutely. And Larry was grateful to me that I gave him that chance.

Thank you, Mr. Dune.

Nothing further.

You also control Hector Casales, don't you?

That's correct.

In fact, Hector Casales is your meal ticket, isn't he? He's a promising

But I take care of all of my clients. Yeah, you really took care of Larry.

You sent him into battle with the fourth ranked heavyweight contender in the

world. Nobody held a gun to his head. But you advised him. You told him this

would be best for him. That's right. And I believe that. Don't lie to this jury.

Objection. Counsel.

According to Walter McDonough, executive producer of Fight Time on Prime Sports

Cable, he told you that before he would close the cable deal on Hector Casales,

he had to be sold on the guy's power.

Three days after that, you set up this match with Larry Edwards.

So? So Larry Edwards was the tomato can you knew Casales would knock out.

Probably in spectacular fashion.

Totally untrue. Larry Edwards put his life and his career in your hands, Mr.

Dune.

And you sold him out for a cable deal. He wanted this fight just as much as I

did. Mr. Dune.

Your gross take on the Casales cable deal was $1 .3 million.

I work hard for my money. You paid Larry Edwards $8 ,000 for that fight. That's

right. And that's more than he ever made before.

But you got rich.

And he got a lifelong disability.

Look, Larry knew the risks, okay? The man knew all of the hazards.

No, he didn't, Mr. Dune.

Larry never knew that one of the hazards was you.

Objection! Withdrawn. I have nothing further for this citizen.

You can step down, sir.

Your Honor, the defense would like to call as its last witness Mr.

Larry Edwards.

We're adjourned. We'll see Mr. Edwards later this day.

Get me down. What was your idea to go on this trip? For God's sake, let me lie

down. All right, look, I'm going to put you down up by the shack.

Okay, here, lie down, lie down.

Hey! Anybody there?

A little help?

Whoa, hold it, hold it, hold it. Don't shoot. We give up.

Need some help.

I think I got a broken ankle here.

I know a little first aid. Can't you find a referee?

No, I think he's gonna pass out.

Hey,

come on, get up, get up, get up.

Where'd he go?

There's another guy over there.

That's it. You're dead.

Grace.

For the record, I think it's completely unprofessional.

I beg your pardon?

You and Victor.

It's bad for the firm, it's bad for morale.

If Victor and I were seeing each other, what business is it of yours?

Well, probably none.

But you are a partner, and he is still an associate, at least for the time

being, and you know how dangerous that can be. That's the objection, that I'm a

partner and he is an associate.

All right.

He's a friend, and you are my ex -lover. How's that?

At least it's honest.

Listen, Michael, this isn't something we're trying to rub your face in.

And I certainly appreciate that you're not comfortable with it. But what you

have to appreciate is that it really isn't any of your business.

He asked me if I would mind, and I said yes.

I guess that doesn't make any difference.

I understand you picked up a new client.

Yeah, California Chapter, the NRA.

Uh -huh.

You have a problem?

You really want to know?

I thought you were self -serving on that show and totally irresponsible.

It made me sick.

Thanks for your support, Ann. Hey, friends are supposed to be honest with

another, right? I'm giving you my honest opinion.

That's right.

Friends are supposed to be honest. Like, if you knew that a friend was getting

screwed out of a partnership, you'd level with her.

You hypocrite. I don't make partner because my profile's too low. I go on

television. I get a little publicity, and suddenly I'm self -serving and

irresponsible. I wanted to tell you, Abby, but... But what? What, your

obligation to the partner took precedence over our friendship? I get it

Ann. How dare you judge me?

You just go to sleep.

It's only 7 o 'clock.

What else do we do?

This is crazy.

I don't care what he said. I'm lighting the fire.

You won't like it.

You're very lucky, Jonathan.

Why? Because you have youth.

Choices. I'm 40 years old.

I'm here in the woods, shivering all night, because I can't say no to a

who makes designer tampons and sells them to the jingle uptight and out of

sight. I'm intimidated by clients. I'm afraid of my ex -wife.

My teenage son ignores me. And I'm too afraid to light a fire because of a five

-foot, six -inch tax attorney with a Hitler complex.

Don't end up like me, Jonathan.

You still have choices.

Douglas, you still have choices.

You're right.

I can light a fire.

You want us all to be killed in their sleep?

Painted, not killed, Stuart.

Worst case scenario, we get painted in our sleep.

And you think that's nothing?

Tell that to the Cobras.

You killed four more guys?

I'm going back out on recon.

Jonathan, get two hours sleep.

Douglas, you stand guard.

Get up in the tree. You won't fall asleep.

What? I'm not climbing any tree. Get in the tree, Douglas.

I'll be back.

Did you really think you could beat Hector Casales?

I knew he was tough and that he hit hard, but I had a chance.

Did Mr. Dune ever tell you he thought you'd win? No. He thought if I caught

I maybe could have. And you chose to take this fight knowing the likelihood

you would lose. Maybe I shouldn't have done it.

I don't know.

Next time, maybe no. Next time?

Do you plan to fight again?

Mr. Edwards?

Maybe.

I don't know.

I can still fight.

The doctors have testified you've suffered brain damage.

My head's a little fuzzy and I forget things.

But I can still move.

I can still hit.

You don't have to be a scientist or nothing to box.

I appreciate your candor, Mr. Edwards.

Now, your wife is blaming Mr.

Dune for all of this. You don't, do you?

Robin is doing...

What she thinks she has to do.

None of us are too good at talking the other one out of stuff.

I see. Thank you, Mr. Edwards. I have nothing further.

Now, you graduated from high school. Isn't that right?

One year of state college.

I dropped out to fight.

Yeah.

What is three times four plus five?

Objection. Little latitude, Judge? Very little, Mr. Mullaney.

Three times four plus five, sir.

Seventeen. Now, your son Ricky's birthday is April 4th.

Yours is August 7th. The Mets will never win another World Series. March, July,

September 12th. When is Ricky's birthday?

Your 12 -year -old son, Ricky, when's his birthday?

Oh, come on.

I just told you.

Everybody in this room knows it. He's your son. When is it? All right, let's

move on, Mr. Mulaney.

I forget sometimes.

It's April 4th.

You really think you can still fight?

Not as good as before, maybe.

But I can still make a living.

Hit my hand.

Objection. Come on.

You're a boxer. Hit the hand.

Come on, this isn't so fast, Larry. This isn't necessary, Mr.

Mulaney. Larry, you're a professional boxer. Come on, hit my head. Social

reflexes. Come on, Larry, you can do it.

When's Ricky's birthday?

Come on, Larry, you're oldest son.

It's April.

April what?

It's April.

His birth date is in April.

I keep telling myself that Flegel's worth $800 ,000 a year to him. Shh,

No use in getting killed now.

Any sign of Rambo it? Stuart.

I hope he got captured.

He's probably eating bugs for breakfast.

Freeze! Make one move, you get it in the ass.

Okay, okay.

Drop your guns. Now!

Fine. Now, you've got to give me all your chips.

Lie down on the ground.

How's that?

Stuart! I believe I'll take your chip. I've got to sit.

Wait a minute.

You're a cobra. So what? So I killed you yesterday.

You're a cheater. What's the big deal? You killed me again.

Where'd you get this little terror?

You're a cheater, man. You ruined the game. So sue me. No, no, it's not all

right. You ruined the game.

Hey, hey!

Come on, Stuart. Maybe you'll think better next time. Hey, don't! Hey! Hey,

it! Maybe you'll remember next time. Stop it! Knock it off! Knock it off!

hurting him!

How? It was for your own good.

Douglas, you fragged me. Damn right I did. Now give me your chip.

Unbelievable. Unbelievable.

boxing is a dirty business.

The promoter controls the managers so he can represent both fighters in the same

bout. You never know who's pimping for who. The regulations stink, and it's

possible for club fighters with lousy credentials to be thrown in with

championship caliber fighters.

Now, that is what happened here, ladies and gentlemen.

Larry Edwards.

was put in that ring solely because the defendant knew. He knew that he would be

quickly destroyed because he would make Hector Casales look good because he

would help Mitchell Doon close that cable deal.

Now, I don't sit here pretending to be shocked.

Like I said, the fight game is dirt.

And it's usually more about promoting entertainment vehicles and raising

revenues than it is sport.

And bums are thrown in with contenders all the time.

But the problem here is, it was Larry Edwards' own guy that sold them out.

See, Mitchell Doon's job was to protect them, to advise them,

and he sacrificed them. There was a trust here.

And for $1 .3 million, Mitchell Doon chose to betray that

trust.

And because of that, Larry Edwards is brain damaged.

Because of that, one day, Larry Edwards will be unable to speak.

He will need a nurse to help him go to the bathroom.

For Larry Edwards...

For his wife and kids, please do something to even things up.

Boxing is a sport where the object is to bash the opponent's head until he loses

consciousness.

That's what boxing is.

We could mandate headgear. We could mandate bigger, softer gloves.

We could do a lot of things to make it safer. We choose not to because the

essence of boxing is blood and eyes swelled up to where you can't see and

knockouts and pain.

Mitchell Doon knows that.

Larry Edwards knows that.

Knowing that, Larry Edwards decided to become a professional and assume those

risks. And like any pro, the thing he wanted most from his promoter was a shot

at the title.

Get me in there with the big boys.

Well, Mitchell Dune got him in there with Hector Casales, an opportunity

Edwards was grateful for. And he lost.

He got hurt, for which we're all very sorry.

But please, if we start suing promoters every time a boxer suffers a vicious

knockout, we'd be holding them liable for giving us exactly what we pay to

Admit that, ladies and gentlemen.

Larry Edwards isn't blaming Mitchell Doon.

How can you?

I'll pick it up later.

I have to talk to you. Who the hell do you think you are?

What? We are not sleeping together.

We don't even have a relationship.

I didn't even say I'd go out with you. Why are we talking about this now?

Because you went to Michael and made it public.

Damn you!

Before we did anything, you had to go and get his stamp of approval.

Approval? Look, I don't know what he told you. Victor, if something is

here, it is between us. You and me. It has nothing to do with Michael. Michael

still loves you.

That doesn't give him the right to decide who I can be with.

Or you either.

I make up my own mind and I don't need anybody's permission.

You're right. I didn't think... I don't know.

Maybe we should just forget this whole thing.

Nothing. Just... Nothing.

Heard you were a big hero today.

21 kills.

Yeah, second place.

I could have won, but Douglas fragged me.

He says you had it coming.

I did.

I think I was acting out a little stuff out there.

Tell me about acting out.

I bit Abby's head off for going on Donahue.

I just turned into the Dragon Lady.

You know, I was thinking about the whole time I was out in the woods.

What? I was thinking about the time that we went camping together and you got

poison oak all over your... Because you didn't bring the toilet paper. Oh, come

on. You used the wrong leaf.

I miss you.

I miss you, too.

Look, I can't promise you all the monsters are gone.

God knows the way I behaved out in the woods. There's still a few of them

running around.

Whatever my problems are, you're the one I want to dump them on.

No.

Meaning what?

Meaning I want to come home.

To you.

To you and me.

I love you.

You're the most important thing in my life.

And you always will be.

Has the jury reached a verdict?

We have, Your Honor.

How say you?

In the matter of Robin Edwards versus Dune, we, the jury, find in favor of the

defendant. Members of the jury, thank you. This case is adjourned.

Uh,

Larry.

I've been thinking about your future. Would you leave, please?

Would you just hear me out?

Please.

We could use a guy like you down at the gym, Larry. You know, just a little spa,

not too much. Maybe we can help out some of the new kids.

Pays pretty good.

I'll take it. Larry. Just get out of here, please.

Let me know.

How could you think about that?

I know I can fight.

It could lead to something.

I could get another shot.

You're not gonna get another shot, Larry.

You don't know that.

Come on, Robin.

Look, I know it's really rude for me to just drop in like this. I'm probably the

last person that you want to see.

Close.

Can I come in anyway?

I am really sorry.

Going to Michael was not the right thing to do. It was a knee -jerk reaction.

Where I come from, you just don't muscle in on another guy.

That, no excuse.

I didn't think about how you would feel about it.

That was wrong.

I was totally wrong, and I am sorry.

Okay.

Now what?

Do you want me to go?