All language subtitles for 101 on the ropes

That's my boy.

Take him down, Jimmy!

Yeah!

Hey.

- Thanks, Jess.
- Seriously?

- I'm a genius, right?
- You're fighting in three days, bro.

- That's ages away.
- You owe me $4.50. Go, Jimmy!

Finish him, Jimmy!

Knock him out.

Fucking MMA fighters. Look at
'em. They think they run the joint.

- And check out the man bun.
- Come on, Jimmy!

You're just jealous 'cause his
entourage is bigger than yours.

- You gonna come to my fight on Saturday?
- To watch Jinx.

- Yeah, you and every other bloke.
- Yeah, watch your box, dickhead.

Arms up! Weave! Weave!

Well, good luck with that because
her opponent's been scratched.

I want that fight against Jinx.

You able to continue? Are you sure?

We can stop the bleeding.

He needs a stitch. Call it off.

- Seriously?
- He can't defend himself if he can't see.

- Jesus, ref. Come on!
- Strick.

- Not now, Amirah.
- This medic's new. Get Al's assessment.

He's the senior medic.

It's a stall until the bleeding stops.

Hey! Hold the fight.

- I'm going to go and get Al.
- Thank you.

I've got a proposition for you.

I'm not interested.

I've got a fill-in for
Jinx's fight on Saturday.

Jess Connor. Over there.

- I've never heard of her.
- Yeah, but you will.

She's undefeated in amateurs
and she wants to go pro.

Imagine the upset if Jess wins
her first pro fight against Jinx.

Do I give a shit?

I've got a fight that's
about to end with a fizzer.

With a small cut like
that, Al won't pull it,

and when he doesn't,
you're going to owe me.

Al, we got a bleed.

That newbie of yours has
no idea what a real cut is.

Come on, let's go. Let's go.

You can sell her as a
classic underdog story.

She grew up in foster care.
Boxing is all she's got.

She's just not an
audience drawcard, mate.

No, but Jinx is, and
Jess is a contender.

She can win. I know she can.
It'll be a great fight, Strick.

Who's she with? Sammy
doesn't train chicks.

Me.

What division?

Lightweight. She can cut weight in time.

If Al calls the fight
back on, Jess fights Jinx.

- Yeah, that'll hold. He's good to go.
- Thanks, God.

Do we have a deal?

- How many tickets can you sell?
- All of them.

Strick, come on!

Shit!

Against all my better judgement. OK.

Deal.

- I could hug you.
- Please... don't.

Hey. I'm Lachy.

I don't drink.

She thinks all MMA
fighters are wankers, mate.

Oh, supremely talented
wanker, thank you very much.

Oh, and humble.

Baba, you did it!

That's how it's done, habibti!

Yeah. Good thinking.

- I owe you one.
- Hey.

We got it.

- What?
- A fight.

- Bullshit.
- No.

I got you on Hayder's card, Jinx.

- Jinx?
- Mm-hm.

I just had three beers and a pie.

Nuh. We'll cut the weight in
time. Don't worry about it.

Oh, God. We're going pro!

- Finally.
- I know.

I can't believe you did it.

So cute.

Dad's going to kill you.

You tell him and I'll kill you.

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- Morning.
- Morning.

Baba, Jimmy was good last night

but his jabs fell
short in the last round.

Thought he finished strong.

No, no. Your sister's right.

He pulls too short when he's tired.

Hayder, wake up!

Wake your brother. I need to weigh him.

- Hayder!
- Hayder!

Hey. Start work on
time this morning, yeah?

For a change.

I saw you drinking beer last night.

Hit the gym and sweat it out.

You fight in two days.

Give it to me.

Again.

Move.

Right. Arms up.

Again.

Alright, now, remember, more
rounds, and they'll be longer,

so don't throw power in every punch.

Alright? Move.

- Oh! Ohh!
- Shit. You moved.

That's a hit!

What are you doing here? Huh?

- You need ice?
- No, I'm fine.

OK. I want the ring.

Oh, come on, Sami. We just started.

Get to work.

Stop training, start cleaning. Come on.

OK.

Amirah! Clear the ring!

Clearing it!

Good.

Good work.

Yeah.

Weight?

You're up.

We need to drop at least
three kilos before weigh-in.

Three?

- Shit.
- That's nothing if we work.

Hey, how many people am I
gonna be fighting in front of?

Full house, hopefully.

Why? Hayder's the headline.
We're just the warm-up act.

Not Jinx, babe. Everyone
wants to see her fight.

Great.

Hey! Nice shiner.

Shut up.

You know Dad's gonna find out.

People talk.

Amirah!

Uni.

Hayder, you're late.

Get in the ring!

It's your funeral.

Why don't you just tell him?

You want to fight or not?

Hey, Jimmy.

Afternoon, sir. Like to buy a ticket?

Right? 30 bucks. Saturday
night. What do you reckon?

Yeah, why not? I'll take two. Awesome.

- How many would you like?
- One, thanks.

Alright. Thank you.

How many? Two? Great.

I'm down two kilos.

Stick to the meal plan
tonight and we'll be good, OK?

- Amirah!
- Shit.

Why aren't you at uni, huh?

My lecture was cancelled.

Jess, can you excuse us a sec?

Thanks.

I heard she has a pro
fight. Is this true?

Yeah, Baba. I've got
her on Hayder's card.

How?

Strick.

What, you talked to my
promoter behind my back?

Who's cornering?

I'm cornering.

How are you cornering?

- You're not registered as a trainer.
- Yeah, I got my certification.

What?

Amirah...

Pro is not a game.

It's dangerous. You can't
just put her in the ring.

She has a child, she
has responsibility...

- You've never even seen her fight.
- It does...

We've been very patient when
you kept changing degrees

and all those courses you took.

But this pro idea is insanity.

Please, habibti. Please?

OK, I will.

You know I love you, yes? Hm?

- Mm-hm.
- Hm? OK.

- What did he say?
- He's just shitty I'm missing uni.

Alright, get out of here.

- See you tomorrow.
- Bye.

- I do. I have better taste than Sami.
- Yeah, you do.

Here, this one.

Hm, what's this?

It's my cousin. I swear he's
got teeth like Emirates pearls.

- And he's a doctor?
- Well, he's coming here next month.

He's going to be a paediatric surgeon.

Oh, impressive.

And I'll create a profile
for Amirah on Minder.

What's Minder?

Muslim Tinder. Swipe, match, marry.

Abdul is asking if his
cousin Miriam can come.

Miriam didn't even ask me
to her engagement party.

There's plenty of space at your house.

Have you seen Miriam? She'll
eat the whole dessert trolley.

And I ordered rose gold macaroons, so...

Oh, fancy.

- Habibi, did you get my heels?
- I picked them up this morning.

You're so sweet, I could eat you.

Are you sneaking past?

I'm not sneaking. Why would I sneak?

- Hi, sweetheart.
- Hi, Mama.

- How was uni?
- It was good.

So, my sister saw you train
that lesbian this morning.

Her name's Jess Connor.

Just don't tell anyone at
my party about the boxing.

My relatives, they
wouldn't really understand.

Yeah, it's hard enough
explaining why you're not married.

Amirah and Jess often exercise together.

She's a wonderful woman.

Don't worry, when we find
Amirah a suitable Muslim man

people will stop spreading
rumours about her.

What rumours?

Your hair. Do you even use product?

Let me fix you. You could be so pretty.

I'm OK. Thank you, anyway.

I've got to study.

That's it, I'm booking her
in with my colourist Khalid.

He is amazing. You know
he styled Delta once?

Alaikum salaam.

Do you want to come to the
footy with your mother and me?

I can't. Amal's engagement party.

- Oh, that sounds compulsory.
- Oh, it is.

Salaam alaikum.

Alaikum salaam. Are you
joining us for prayer?

Yes. Yes, of course.
Hayder has a big fight.

- Oh, I see.
- Yes.

It's a brutal, barbaric sport.

Just a training ground for thugs.

I think it's kind of exciting.

Good, ladies. I'll see you next week?

- See you later.
- Bye.

Thanks, Amirah.

So, where are you
supposed to be right now?

At the library.

You know you're gonna
get caught one day.

I'll just blame you.

Everyone already thinks
you've gone to the dark side.

Oh, that's comforting.

Jess is so lucky. I wish I had a fight.

Alright, Short Stuff,
show me what you've got.

Move.

Go.

Hands up.

Hi, Mum.

Oh, my God! What magic is this?

Bolognaise. Wait till you taste it.

Oh, I've got your excursion money.

It's 40, Mum.

40? For the zoo?

Well, yeah.

I'll sort it.

Are you gonna try it?

Oh, I can't, Ig. Not
till after weigh-in.

I'm preparing for this.

I'm on the undercard.
It's my first pro fight.

- Can I come? - You can come to
warm-up and hang out afterwards,

but you can't come to the
actual fight, I'm sorry.

Oh, I can't wait to tell
Hamish. You're gonna be famous.

- We're gonna be cashed up and...
- Uh, whoa, whoa, whoa,

I'm not making serious
coin for a long time.

But it's a big fight and it will
help raise my profile, hopefully.

You'll be awesome, Mum.

Oh, I've gotta get out of here before
I turn homicidal for that pasta.

Mm... leaving.

Mullins has made weight. 72.5 kilograms.

Give him a round of applause, please.

That's Jinx, Ig.

You didn't tell me she's got a kid.

Is she gonna be OK with this?

You'll see.

How are those tickets going?

Great. Sold heaps.

You're gonna have to sell them all,

otherwise your girl doesn't get paid.

And now ranked number five in Australia,

Hayder 'The Hammer' Al-Amir.

The Hammer's trained by his
father, ladies and gentlemen,

world champion and former
Olympian Sami Al-Amir.

72.5.

Ladies and gentlemen, The Hammer
has made weight and it's correct.

72.5 kilograms.

A round of applause, please.

Next up, in the women's
division, a late entry,

Jessica 'Lightning' Connor,

challenging Jacinda 'Jinx' Katz.

Jinx has made weight,
ladies and gentlemen,

coming in at 56.8 kilos.

- You've got this.
- Challenger Jess 'Lightning' Connor

is stepping up now.

It's a family affair today, of course.

Connor is trained by Amirah
Al-Amir, Sami Al-Amir's daughter.

Connor needs to come under 57
kilos to qualify for this fight.

Our officials are checking.

Can we check again, please?

Just wait.

I was under at the gym before we came.

Looks like they might
want to weigh this again.

- Take your clothes off.
- What?

Do it. Your clothes must
weigh at least half a kilo.

- Nah.
- Strip. Come on.

Hold the towel up.

Just look at me and remember
how hard we've worked, alright?

Hold the fucking towels up!

Official weight, ladies and
gentlemen, is 57.5 kilograms.

Jess Connor is disqualified

and is off the card for
tomorrow night's fight.

0.5 kilos over.

- Jinx, hold up!
- Do you know how long I trained for?

Listen, it was a minimal
difference and you can still fight.

It's not against the guidelines
if you decide that you wanna fight.

If she bulks up a couple
of kilos, I could lose.

It's nothing, it's half a kilo.

Jess is a contender and
you're gonna get a good fight.

Isn't that why we came
here in the first place?

Jacinda... we're leaving.

- I can't go over his head.
- See, that's the problem.

We have no power, no
audience, we make no money,

and they're the ones who are
making the decisions for us.

You're the boxer, this is your fight.

Scott, I wanna fight.

I'm gonna take that bitch down.

Alright, she has you
up against the ropes.

Find your moment, cover, hold, explode.

- Cover, hold, explode.
- Yes.

Alright, good.

And chill out tonight.
Good night's sleep.

Alright, I'll have sex.

Yeah, it will raise your testosterone.

And listen, Jinx telegraphs her jabs.

You'll see it coming.
She strains her elbow.

Tariq!

What do you think you're doing?

I got the fight back on.

This is a pro fight, Amirah.
You've never cornered before.

And Jess is a lesbian.
People are gonna talk.

So let them talk!

I'll be at a match where for
once women are on the card

and the fighter I've been training
has an actual shot at going pro.

Just think of it as...

as good publicity for the gym.

Amal's whole family are here.

They think she's marrying
into a respectable family.

I mean, they're gonna find
out sooner or later, right?

And besides, Strick will lose his mind

if we pull Jess after what
happened at the weigh-in.

And we're gonna have to pay him
back. He never forgives a debt.

You can't keep going against
Baba, he's our father.

Allah is my only judge, bro.

Yeah, and he can save you
because I've had enough.

Alright. But just let me tell him
it's back on in my own time, OK?

Just don't be late for
the party, alright? Please.

Amal wants you to wear this dress.

See this?

What the fuck?

Mmm.

Uh. Leave.

Habibi.

Congratulations.

Marriage is the most beautiful journey.

I have been beside my
wife for 29 years now.

Yeah, for 29 years she's asked
him not to stand so close.

What can I say? A beautiful
wife who thinks I'm the king...

Oh, well, please, come
sit with us, Your Majesty.

- We are humbled by your presence.
- Yalla. As you were, my subjects.

Baba, there's something I
want to talk to you about.

- It's about Amirah.
- Not now.

- She's gotta understand...
- Shh. I said not now. Yalla.

Play.

Wonderful.

What happened to your face?

Oh, she was helping me get a pot
from high and it fell on her face.

Ah. What a dutiful daughter you are.

- Just like my Amal.
- Yes.

Can't she ever make a quiet entrance?

Yalla, come on. Continue.

I should go in.

Yeah.

- Go on.
- OK.

Go!

I'm sorry. I couldn't resist.

I'll see you tomorrow night.

I'm so excited for you.

You sure? I mean, I hit pretty hard.

The girl I'm fighting's an animal.
It can be pretty confronting.

You do wanna fight, don't you?

Yeah. Of course.

It's everything I ever wanted.

OK. I'll see you later.

See you later, ninja.

Do you wish it was me in there?

I wanna make you proud, Mama.

I've never not been proud of you.

♪ Hey! You better believe
in what you are... ♪

I got a strange
question for you, ladies.

Ever been to a woman's boxing match?

It's an exciting night.

You get there, and the atmosphere
grabs you and then the music starts,

and then all of a sudden, you're, like,

screaming at the ring with
hundreds of other people. It...

I got tickets.

Hi, ladies.

- Hey.
- Amirah. Sister of the groom.

Yeah.

Um... hey, have you guys
heard of Jinx the boxer?

- Nah.
- No?

Hayder Al-Amir?

- He's so
hot.- - Right?

Wait. Are you his sister?

Actually, he's my brother.

- I can't believe you're related to him.
- Yeah, neither can I.

What are you girls doing
Saturday night? He's boxing.

- Nothing.
- I could hook you up with some tickets.

- I'd have to ask my brothers to take us.
- Oh, yeah, it's no problem.

I can sort out your
brother and your cousins

and your uncle and your
dad, whatever you want.

- Yes.
- Alright. Six?

- Yep.
- Alright.

It's cash only, so
just hook me up later.

- Yep.
- Mmm.

You look amazing.

♪ Never stop believing ♪

♪ Never stop, never
stop believing... ♪

- How's the gym?
- It's good.

When I can get ring
time, which is never.

You train Jess Connor, don't you?

- Yep.
- I've heard she's amazing.

You heard right.

You're playing with fire, Ranya.

She told you?

No. But you just did.

- You won't tell anyone?
- No.

But what happens when
people find out? Huh?

Like you can talk. You
always do whatever you want.

You'll deny it,

your father will have some
story for the imam's daughter

and everyone will look the other way.

And then you'll dump her, and
Jess will be the one who suffers.

Jess will, or her boxing?

What does that even mean?

You just don't want her
distracted from the fight.

Do you even know how
scared she is, Amirah?

She's terrified.

No. She's fine. I'm making her ready.

And I'm the one in denial.

- Don't keep lying.
- I'm...

Just don't come to the fight, OK?

You should have told
me. That's how you help.

- I'm sorry, Amirah. She tricked me.
- Come with me.

From Monday, you're going back to uni.

I don't need a commerce
degree for what I want to do.

You think boxing training is
a legitimate career for you?

I've registered as a pro trainer
and I'm cornering Jess on Saturday.

Boxing is dangerous.

You can't control what
happens in the ring.

Mum, how is this any different
for Baba and Hayder? Huh?

You think my heart isn't
in my mouth every fight?

We left everything so
you could be someone here.

How could you lie to us?

You just lied about my face.

To protect you.

From what, Mama? From gossip?

Why are you acting like
we're still in Basra?

Amirah...

You need to put your family first.

I love your father, but I can never
and will never agree with boxing.

I didn't work so hard
to watch you struggle.

Yeah, but I'm gonna make money

- from the fights, Mum.
- No, enough, enough.

Are you selling boxing
tickets at my engagement party?

No.

Yes. Just a few.

Mama, please.

She's selling boxing tickets...

Get a life!

- What are you still doing up?
- Answering the door.

- Where's your mum?
- Bathroom.

Must have been food poisoning.

You're meant to be
eating, not bringing it up.

There's just gonna be so many people.

- ♪ Yes, y'all, yes, y'all... ♪
- This guy's a freak.

♪ Yes, y'all, whoo! ♪

♪ Start the party, celebrate... ♪

Why are we watching MMA? Are you
stalking this guy or something?

Just wait. I met him the
other night at Jimmy's fight.

- Now, that's confidence.
- Or arrogance.

Yeah, sure. But pro fight's
all about the spectacle.

It's about drawing in the audience
and embracing the attention.

See that look in his eye?

That's how you win before a fight
even starts. Show no fear, you know?

Like this.

Where have you been? Huh?

Go upstairs. Yalla.

She's killing me.

We have to play this smart.

We're giving her more freedom
than any of her friends,

and what has she done?
Thrown it back at us.

- She has no respect, Layla. No respect.
- Even so.

The more we push, the
more she'll push back.

So, what, we do nothing?

People are talking. People are talking.

We'll be a joke if
she gets in that ring.

Don't make a scene.

Let her have her moment.

And that will be the end of it.

Thank you, habibi.

- Trust me.
- I do. I always do.

Alright, one rule. Be interested.

If she tells you about
her library fines,

it's the most fascinating
thing you've ever heard.

If she tells you about
her toxic mum, you get it.

- You're just there.
- Uh-huh.

See, women love to talk.
They want to feel understood.

- I'm not sure I understand any of the girls at school.
- Hey.

Did I say you have to understand?

They're a goddamn mystery. They
just have to think that you do.

Oh. OK.

See, they're not gonna give up this

until you've got this.

Don't listen to anything
Hayder says. Ever.

I'm gonna write a book one day.

But you get Hayder's
love advice for free.

- I'm gonna try it on Monday.
- Good.

It's foolproof, bro. Foolproof.

Ready to rock'n'roll?

I've got to check your bandages as well.

Check this one here.

It all looks good to
me. Alright, good luck.

Alright. Out with it.

We're not going out there until
you tell me what's eating you.

- Later.
- No, now. Otherwise you take it into the ring.

You got something to
say about me and Ranya,

you can say it to me, not her.

- I was just looking out for you.
- No, you weren't. You told her not to come tonight.

- Alright, well, I'm sorry.
- No, you're not.

- You're the one who lied.
- It's none of your business.

It is when it affects our work.

Not everything's about boxing.

It is tonight.

Alright, Jinx. Focus.

Come on. Who's the boss? Who's the boss?

Push hard. That's it.

That's a girl. Snap! Two, three. Yep.

To the liver. Again.

Amirah... you put her here.
You have to protect her now.

Yeah, I will.

- Wish I could watch.
- I know, babe.

Put your gloves on top
of hers at the start.

It always psychs them out, alright?

OK.

If she has you up against the ropes?

- Cover, hold, explode.
- OK.

- What do you need to do?
- Make an entrance. Find my power.

You are strong and you are dangerous.

From the blue corner in
her first professional bout,

weighing in at 57.5 kilograms,

an impressive amateur looking
to change the score this evening.

Welcome the challenger,
Jessica 'Lightning' Connor!

And her opponent across the
ring from the red corner,

weighing in at 56.8 kilograms,

ladies and gentlemen, she has an
incredible record of 19 fights,

for three losses and one
draw and seven big knockouts.

She's the current Australian
featherweight champion.

Please welcome right now
from the red corner...

- Ooh! Ooh! Ooh! Ooh! Ooh! Ooh!
- Jacinda 'Jinx' Katz!

♪ I will not switch, 'cause
I will not surrender ♪

♪ Only got one agenda ♪

♪ Only know one way ♪

♪ So you know it's damn real
every time I open my mouth ♪

♪ And you hear me say ♪

♪ Whatever it takes ♪

♪ That's what I'm used to ♪

♪ Got no brakes ♪

♪ Got no excuses ♪

♪ So many snakes ♪

♪ Looking like Medusa... ♪

Keep it clean, listen to my
instructions. Back to your corners.

Box!

Jab, Jess!

Good, Jess. Keep on her.

Guard up.

Breathe. Breathe.

Look at me. Stay focused.

Jess, watch her ribs.

OK. Control the centre.

And when she charges, you look
for the hook and you counter. OK?

- Amirah, she...
- I got this, Baba.

OK. Now remember, when she's
got you up against the ropes,

cover, hold, explode.

Cover, hold, explode. Attack her.

Move, move. Move, move!

Defence. Defence!

Hey, no! That was low!

You see that?

Off the ropes.

- Hold! Hold, Jess!
- Off the ropes.

Amirah...

- Amirah, tell her to go forward.
- OK, hold. Hold, Jess!

Off the ropes, Jess. Off the ropes.

- What are they doing?
- Dad, shut up!

- Call it off. Call it off.
- No, don't stop the fight.

- Stop the fight.
- No, don't stop the fight.

OK, Jess, she's tiring. Now!

- She's tiring. Now, Jess!
- She's getting hurt. Ref!

She's getting hurt. Call it!

- What are you doing?
- That's your boxer!

- Baba!
- Don't touch me!

- Keep out of this.
- What do you want?!

Are you out of your fucking mind?!

You'll lose your licence.

What? No, I'm fighting tonight.

Not with this mad bastard
in your corner, you won't.

- The inspector will close you down.
- Fuck!

What the fuck, Amirah?!

What have you done?

I watched the fight back and you
were wrong for throwing in the towel.

Your fighter was getting hurt.

No. I had it under control.
And my fight strategy was solid.

No. You shouldn't have been
there in the first place.

You hit a fight official.

It was an accident. How many
times do I have to say it?

Don't walk away from me.

You'll work at reception
until you finish your studies.

And there'll be no more
secret training sessions

or self-defence classes. That's over!

Face me.

Nineteen years I have
worked to build this gym.

To build a life for you here.

It's why you have your
freedom, a job, money.

That you're even alive.

And in one night, you lost it all.

No. No, you lost it.

You lost it, and the only
reason you threw in the fight

is because I was doing it without you.

Without me?

You wouldn't have got near that
ring if you weren't my daughter.

Yeah, I know, I know.

But if I was your son, it would
be a different story, wouldn't it?

Yeah, but you're my daughter.

You're my daughter. It's one
thing to train as a hobby,

but you're throwing
away your whole life.

- You didn't even give me a chance!
- What chance? For what?

She couldn't even make weigh-in.

She's a bad choice. I'm
sorry, Amirah. You're just...

No. No. Say it.

Say it!

You just don't have what it takes.

Hm.

A trainer's instinct cannot be learnt.

I saved you both from
a complete disaster.

You're wrong.

And I don't need you.

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We don't know if she's alright,

or where she is sleeping.

Listen, if you want money from the gym,

come home and work for
it like everyone else.

What's with all this secrecy shit?

This feels like a weird drug deal.

- Getting fit?
- Hitting people.

Bennett's a monster.
This is a bad match.

What have I gotta do, huh?

You're putting me back on that card
and I'm not leaving until you do.

It's a bad plan.

She'll come home when
she's out of money.