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♪ No complaints ♪

♪ And no regrets ♪

♪ I still believe in chasing dreams ♪

♪ And placing bets ♪

♪ For I have learned that all you give ♪

♪ Is all you get ♪

♪ So give it all ♪

♪ You've got ♪

♪ I had my share ♪

♪ I drank my fill ♪

♪ And even though ♪

♪ I'm satisfied ♪

♪ I'm hungry still ♪

♪ To see what's down another road ♪

♪ Beyond the hill ♪

♪ And do it all ♪

♪ Again ♪

♪ So here's to life ♪

♪ To dreamers and ♪

♪ Their dreams ♪

♪ Here's to life ♪

♪ Here's to love ♪

♪ Here's to you ♪

Good morning, Las Vegas. 5:58 in the a.m.

Gonna be a scorcher today, 84 degrees at sunrise.

It'll be 100 degrees by fight time.

Who do you like tonight at the Mandalay Bay?.

Mike Tyson at last returns to Vegas.

Ringside seats going for 5, 000 a pop.

Gonna be some heat tonight, ringside.

Fuck! Freddy!

Man! What--

Freddy, shit, man!

I leave you alone for one hour. One friggin' hour, man.

You throw it all away like this?.

Now what we gonna do?. Huh?.

Yeah, shit.

Hank ain't gonna like this, man.

Ain't gonna like this.

He's dead, he's not dead?. What?.

He's got drugs comin' out of his ears, Hank. He's so OD'd, him and a couple of hookers,

they don't even know I'm standin' here talkin' to you, man.

- You let him out of your sight?. -Just for a minute.

Just for one little minute. I swear.

- That's half my under card fight. - I know. I know.

- Who the hell's gonna fight Chiquito Rosario anyway?. - I don't know.

- That's Arum's fighter. - Who's keepin' an eye on Chiquito?.

I'm sure Arum's got somebody watchin' him like a hawk.

- Tell me what you got. - Male Hispanic, mid-'20s.

Smell of alcohol.

Aurelio Chiquito Rosario.

- Chiquito?. - Yeah. You know him?.

He's the welterweight champ. He's fightin' Freddy Green on the Tyson under card tonight.

He's not fightin' anybody. He took a ten-count from that light pole.

♪ Lady luck and a four-leaf clover ♪ ♪ Yeah ♪

♪ Won't ease this hurt I feel all over ♪

♪ Oh, yeah ♪ ♪ My life was one big special occasion ♪

♪ Yeah ♪ ♪ Until your leavin' Damn, what a situation ♪

♪ Yeah ♪ ♪ Standin' on shaky ground ♪

♪ Ever since you put me down ♪

♪ Standin' on shaky ground ♪

♪ I'm standin' Standin' on shaky ground ♪

♪ Ever since you put me down ♪

♪ Ever since you put me down, yeah ♪ - Johnny.

Cesar.

- Hey. - Did you see All My Children yesterday?.

-Johnny never misses. Check him out. -Johnny.

- Did that bitch leave the doctor?. - Which bitch?. Which doctor?.

That little blonde dick breaker calienta pelota.

- You know. The one who's always in a bad mood. - Yeah.

- She left him. - She left?.

- She took a hike. - Sorry, man.

What an idiot. Anyway.

Yeah. Just a minute.

Phone call for you guys. Joe Domino.

- What?. -Joe Domino.

Joe Domino doesn't want to talk to me, not in five years. Not since the Garden.

- You fucked up in the Garden. - Well, fuck you, I fucked up in the Garden.

Nonetheless, it's Joe Domino and Hank Goody from Vegas.

Okay. Gimme that. Hello?.

Hank and Joe, fellas. I got Artie here. You know, Joe’s guy.

Hey, boys, it's Artie. How you doin'?.

- Uh, not too bad. - Fine, I mean--

Glad to hear it. Now, you know I speak for Joe

Domino, right?. So we got a little thing--

This is Joe, fellas. You guys ever take a fight on short notice?.

- How short?. - .00 tonight.

I need two guys. You put on a really good show.

You guys never fought each other, right?.

- Well, for money you mean?. - Yeah. - No!

- For the sheer goddamn amusement of it! Where's my cup?. - In your hand, sir.

Uh, Joe, do you mind not sayin' the Lord's name in vain?.

My sincerest apology. Now, if we could get outta Sunday School for a minute,

I got a hundred grand for you guys to split, but you gotta get your asses over here now.

You guys there?. Under card to Tyson.

- You'll be seen in 1 09 countries. - Hundred and ten.

- Uh-- - We are there. Yeah.

No. No, no, no, no. We're not there. Listen.

Give us five minutes to talk and call us back.

- Hey! What are you doing?. - Uh-- Wh-Wh--

Who are these over-the-hill fucks?.

Wh-What the hell are you doing?. I mean, 50 grand.

Fifty grand. When was the last time that you had offered that kind of money?.

This is nothin'. This is nothin'. We can make a better deal.

- I know these guys. - Come on, man. Come on!

They wouldn’t be callin' us if they didn't need us.

Nobody's wanted to see Vince in three years!

And nobody's wanted to see Cesar since the Garden! He fucked me at the Garden!

You know, they think they're still names. They ain't names.

We are names to them. They need names on the under card.

What-- We are names to us. We are not names to them.

No, no, look. Answer me this. Answer me this. Why did you bulk up to 163?.

W-Well, because I-I-I want another title shot, and I got a better chance--

Yeah, right. And middleweight's not as crowded

in the division. That's why I dropped down.

- So, so. - Six pounds. Okay. So--

- Yeah. - This is it. The phone call. We got 'em by the "ca-hoy-yes. "

- Cajones. By the cajones. - Cajones. Yeah. Whatever. Look, look.

Boxing is not just about fighting. It's also about business. So watch and learn.

- Right?. - You have to-- You have to--

Yeah.

All right, boys. It's Artie here again. You're on the speaker phone.

- Listen, we want a better deal. - I'll get two stiffs to bleed all over each other.

- Artie, get me two bums off the street. - No, no, no, no. It's okay.

It's okay. And we have been talking about this, and the money's fine.

-No. The money's not-- -No, no, only-- There is something else.

This is Hank, guys. What do you want?

Yes, Hank. Hi. Uh, listen. We want a hundred grand each.

Twenty-five thousand each.

No, no, no. We want a hundred grand each, and we are firm on this.

Twenty-five thousand. That's my final offer.

Twenty-five is your final offer?. How could-- You just said--

- Twenty-five, twenty-five. - All right, look, look, look. Fifty's fine.

You got a deal. What else?.

All right. We want a trip to the Holy Land for two. Uh, okay, for one.

And we want a donation to Mother Teresa's charity.

Fuck you!

Forget the whole thing! The deal's off!

I should never have called you guys in the first place!

Jesus Christ, Joe. You got shmuts all over the phone.

Okay, okay. Look. No. There's only one thing that we really need here.

And that is, uh-- Okay. We want a guaranteed

title shot for the middleweight championship...

of the world for the winner of the fight between me and Cesar.

- Tell these guys to go fuck themselves. - Wait a second.

- Turn off the speaker. - Hold on for a second, boys. We'll be right back.

You know, I-- I just wanna cry. How can you blow it so fast?.

- I mean, how is that possible?. How is that possible?. - Hey, would you relax?.

This is the art of negotiation.

- The art of negotiation. - Patience.

What does it matter?. These guys'll fill the hour anyway.

As long as Cesar doesn't do a Garden number on us.

Vince has never been stopped. Whoever wins, we'll feed him to the middleweight champ,

and he'll eat him like raw meat.

'Course We’d have to get them ranked, uh, for the title shot, but--

I-I don't see a problem.

We set aside 750,000 for Rosario and Green.

We saved ourself a bundle.

Hell, I could get Julie here ranked with a phone call.

Julie's already ranked, in my opinion.

- Thank you. - Hit the goddamn button.

- Vince, Cesar, you there? - Yeah. We're here.

You're smart guys. I like smart guys. You got it.

- What did he say?. - We got it.

- We got it?. Yeah! Yeah! - Yes! Yes!

Okay, okay, look. It's gotta say in the contract "guaranteed title shot."

- In the contract. - Yeah.

In language we can read. We don't like that lawyer bullshit, all right?.

And a translation in Spanish for, uh, technical reasons.

Yeah. Right. And, Joe, don't mess with us. Okay?. The Bible warns,

"The wicked shall fall by his own wickedness. " Proverbs 1 1:5. Okay?

The contract will be clear.

Just get to the airport, and we'll pick ya up.

Gonna be great, guys. Gonna be great.

Oh!

Grace! Wanna go to Vegas?.

- Hey. - Vegas?.

- Yep. - I love Vegas. Why now?.

- There's a big fight tonight. - I know. You got tickets?.

Actually, I don't need tickets because, uh, I am the one who is fighting.

Right. Who are you fighting?.

Right. Uh, I'm fighting him.

- You're fighting Vince?. - Isn't it funny?. I'm gonna kick his butt.

- In Vegas. - In Vegas.

- Tonight. - Tonight, yeah. That's right.

- And you want me to go with you. - Of course I want you to come with me.

I need you. I need your eyes. I need your skin. I need your hair.

- You need my car. - I need your car. Uh-- I need your car too.

I mean, we need your car.

- Yeah. - ? Boom, boom, boom, boom ?

? I'm gonna shoot you right down?

? Right off of your feet?

? Take you home With me ??

There's a lot of money in Vegas. Investment money.

I'm gonna look for some venture capital guys might wanna back me.

Still tryin' to raise money for that dumb invention?.

I have six patents and six patents pending,

one of which, may I remind you, made me enough dough to buy my apartment house.

And we appreciate you takin' us to Vegas. Thank you, baby.

No problem. Vegas is the fastest growing city in America, and--

You know I got people skills, so--

Oh, yeah, you got such good people skills, how come you can't keep a man?.

Honey, it's the men that can't keep me.

Uh, I am keeping you, sweetheart.

We'll see.

You know, I think this trip is gonna be a good chance for me...

to try out my new system on the roulette wheel.

That's not a good idea, Vince, the roulette wheel.

This is a good idea. You got-- You got black, you got red.

It's about a fifty-fifty shot.

And then if you--

Where-- Where we goin'?.

The geology's much prettier out here. You can see the striations...

- in the Calico Mountains. - Fuck the striations!

- We gotta get to Vegas! - What is-- What is that idea you got...

- about the roulette Wheel, What is that? - Oh, okay, okay.

You got red. You got black. Okay, there's a fifty-fifty chance.

You miss a bet, you double up.

It's fool proof.

fool.

Grace, can you tell me again, Why-- Why are we in this road?

- Striations. - Striations.

Striations. Jesus Christ.

Uh... dear Lord, I said your name in vain.

I-- I-I fucked-- I messed up.

I-- Uh, I Won't do it again. Amen.

Very cool.

They're in... a fucking car?.

Apparently, yes.

Vince once had 1 4 car wrecks in 1 4 months.

Well, Johnny said they're with Grace, in her car.

Uh, Vince don't even have a license no more.

Grace! Grace. That wouldn't be Grace Pasic, would it?

- Yeah. - She's still with Vince?. That's amazing.

- No, actually she's with Cesar now. - I'll be a son of a bitch!

That chick always had a thing for middleweights, huh?.

Hey, Bobby, Sal. Go draw up the usual contracts.

Cesar, we need to talk.

Baby, I am not going anywhere. Let's talk.

- I think it's over. - Eh-- Wh-What?.

I think it's over between us.

Wh-- Hey, baby, what do you mean?.

Well, let's face it. It was a fling.

- Nothing more. - No, no. I-It wasn't a fling to me.

It was a fling that could've developed into something, but didn't.

Shit. W-We are just getting started.

No. We’re just wrapping it up.

Don't I have anything to say in this?.

No.

Baby-- Baby, I love you. Come on. You are the only one.

You are the one... a-a-and only.

Don't grovel. No grovelling.

- Is this final?. - Well, nothing's ever final.

I said I think it's over. I didn't say I feel it's over,

- which would have been a much more serious problem for you. - Much more serious.

But when the thoughts and feelings start swirling around, you gotta pay attention.

You know? Besides, you--

You don't love me.

But I-- I'm getting there. You know, step by step, little by little.

Honey. It's too late.

♪ Oh, why ? ♪

♪ Baby, why are you so mean to me ?

- Cesar?. - ♪ Oh, why ?

♪ Why are you so mean to me ?

Pull over.

♪ I tried to make you happy little girl ?

♪ I was as nice to you as any man could be ?

Is it something I said?.

Oh, no, no. That has nothing to do with you.

He always cries the day of a fight.

Oh! Huh.

He's fine.

So what happened to him in the Garden?.

Well, that's up for him to tell ya.

But, uh, I don't think he wants to talk about it.

I don't know if I can fight him.

You know, I'm afraid I'm gonna freeze up and pull my punches. You know?.

We're tight. It's like--

Uh, the worst thing you wanna feel in the ring is compassion.

Vince, all you need is the bell.

Aah, it feels unnatural.

Let's go.

Come on.

We've drawn up new contracts on Boudreau and Dominguez.

Wanna check them out?.

Uh, you sure you want to guarantee a middleweight title shot to one of these bums?.

I promised 'em, if that means anything.

Well, We figured! So, uh, We drew up two sets of papers.

One of 'em uses language we can get out of if we wanna.

The other one also has language we can get out

of if we want, but, uh, it's less obvious.

We figure they'll reject one and accept the other.

- They're happy. We're happy. - Fine.

Hank, get our name fighters...

some legal.

Dante, is your license still good?.

- Uh, it was recently reinstated. - Good.

You are now the attorney for Vince Boudreau and Cesar Dominguez.

Well, uh, what's my fee?.

We don't report you to the state bar for jury tampering,

extortion, paying off state senators,

sexual harassment, land fraud--

- Fair enough, fair enough. - That's a good deal.

I'll be more than happy to represent these two fine young men.

So when did this Jesus thing start?.

Aw, you know, I was raised religious.

Sunday school, Bible study, guilt, the whole bit.

It didn't take long to realize that, uh, church was misrepresentin' Jesus,

'cause Jesus was all about not judging...

and they were judging everybody.

So as soon as I figured out that the church was a bunch of hypocrites, I, uh--

I started focusing on having fun.

So, you know, I partied, had--

had a couple girls, had a couple wrecks.

- A couple?. - Well, a couple dozen.

I was wild. This was around the time I met you.

Yeah.

We had a good run of it, didn't we?

We were pretty crazy.

Yeah. Uh, well, right after you left me,

I, uh, ran into a tree going 75.

I was so wasted I don't remember a thing till I was layin' on my back...

in a pool of blood and gasoline...

with the car restin' on my head.

And I figured it's my time. But then I look up, and who do I see?.

Jesus. And He's unmistakable. Right?.

And He's-- He's lookin' down on me, and He's smilin'...

like everything's okay.

And then He lifted the car off my head.

- Yeah. - Wow.

It was. You know, I see Him from time to time.

What's He look like?.

Uh, just like in the pictures. Same deal.

Well, if you see Him sometime, would you point Him out to me?.

Oh, yeah. Sure. Huh.

You believe in that, don't you?. The whole battle between good and evil.

Sometimes.

Sometimes I'm not in the mood.

Sometimes I'm in the mood for a warm bath, fresh robe.

Glass of wine. To be left alone.

- I love church music. - Church music.

It's too good for the church. Jesus was too good for the church, you ask me.

You know, He shook things up. He Was, uh--

He was a anarchist, you know?. And He, uh--

You know He threw the money lenders outta the temple.

First thing He's gonna do when He comes back is torch the Vatican.

Vince! Come on.

Aw, whatever.

Sometimes I miss you, Vince.

Sometimes I miss you.

You know, my mom died.

No, I didn't. I'm sorry.

She liked you the best of all my boyfriends.

Buyout didn't.

I'm lookin' for something else. I don't know what.

The right man?.

The right career?.

The right circumstance. I don't know.

But I'm lookin' for something.

Maybe you’re lookin' for Jesus.

No. I am not looking for Jesus.

I'm lookin' for money.

One! Two!

Three! Four! Five!

Six! Seven!

♪ Corazon, corazon ♪

♪ Corazon, mi corazon ♪

♪ Corazon, mi corazon ♪

Aah.

Guys.

I have come to the conclusion that I am a truly underappreciated fighter...

and human being.

I love you, man.

I do. I love all Mexicans.

I love Mexicans too, but I am a Spaniard.

You speak Mexican, right?.

No, Mexicans speak Spanish from Spain.

- You from Madrid?. - Yeah.

And Madrid is in Mexico, right?. Right?.

Sure. Yeah.

And besides-- You know, I understand Mexicans are our neighbors,

but what the hell did Spanish people ever do to deserve to be in this country?.

We-- We discovered this land.

- Italians discovered it. - And who paid for-- for the trip?.

- Do you have your green card?. - Of course I have my green card!

- Let me see your green card. - Why-- - Guys.

Guys, cool it!

- Hey! - Get out of here. Come on.

- Cesar. - Yeah.

What happened to you at the Garden?.

Hmm?

Grace, the sun is gonna kill us.

- Can you get this top up? - Yeah. Good idea. We shouldn't be in the sun too long.

What are you sayin ' about the sun? The sun is good for you.

? Corazon, mi corazon ?

Guys, I'm gonna stay in Vegas an extra few days to make some business contacts,

so you guys can take the car home.

I'll treat it like it was my own.

Cesar's driving.

What did you want to do in Las Vegas, alone?.

I can take care of myself.

- It's stuck. - Oh, yeah. She does that sometimes.

- Be gentle. - Yeah, right.

Hey, hey, hey. Not with our hands.

- We gotta save our hands for tonight. - All right.

Then elbow the son of a bitch like you'll be doing me tonight.

Hey, I am not a dirty fighter. All right?.

It's not dirty to elbow on the inside.

You know, like I've been showin' you. Roberto Duran had the best elbows in the business.

Careful. Come on.

Get off the paint job! That's sassy-grass green!

You just gotta coax it.

Hold on. Come on, sweetie.

Come on, baby. Come on, baby. That's it.

Atta girl.

- Now, you see?. You see that?. - Good girl.

She's really, really behaving weird with me. I don't understand that, man.

Well, get used to it, man. I've had that my whole--

- You know-- - Well, it's an advantage to you. You have to recognize that.

- Let it go. Let it go. - I don't have time to let it go.

Only thing you can do is let it go.

- That's all you can do. - Yeah, you got-- You got six years--

Well, you gonna hang onto it?. You got a big night tonight. Don't hang onto it.

- Let it go. -? Corazon?

? Mi corazon??

- So let's talk about the Garden. - - He don't wanna talk about the Garden.

Y-You're leaving me and you're asking me something like that?.

Well, I'm curious. I wanna know.

All right, fine. Don't tell me about the Garden. I'm not gonna ask you again.

You know, there were not enough tough fights in Europe.

The boxing environment, there Was almost none.

That's why I moved from Madrid to Philadelphia,

because the best fighters in the whole world are from Philadelphia.

I mean, if there is two guys you've never heard of fighting each other...

and one of them is from there--

You bet on him. Isn't it right?.

- Ah, that's true. - So, I was 23 years old.

- I was 1 9 and 0 and 1 6 knockouts. - Wow.

And I had the best management. I had the Duvas in my corner.

I was on the cover of Ring magazine. Remember?.

True.

And-- And this motherfucker...

Joe Domino came calling.

Ah, he was one of the biggest promoters of all of them.

And, uh, now he said to me that if I left the Duvas and signed with him,

he would give me a title shot in Madison Square Garden.

New York. You-- You imagine what that means!

- You know? - Right.

The-- The Duvas Were pretty upset.

They-- They said that I was a couple of years away, that I needed more experience,

and they were probably right, but...

I broke from the Duvas and signed with Domino.

I was ready.

In the red corner, the challenger,

with a record of 1 9 wins and no losses,

sixteen by knockout,

from Philadelphia by way of Madrid, Spain,

Cesar "El Califa " Dominguez!

Dominguez!

The guy in the Garden,

after he says your name, he says it again.

He says, " Dominguez. Do-o-o-min-guez!"

- Oh, my God. - Dominguez!

It was so cool just to hear your name so big.

You know, in front of so many people. Oh, my God, so good.

So good. You know, the champion didn't look like much.

Roberto Velario!

And I didn't care, you know?. I was ready.

I beat tougher guys in Philadelphia.

All right, touch 'em up. All right, good luck.

Cesar, listen. This next 36 minutes is gonna change the rest of your life.

If you’ve ever listened, you listen now. You understand that?.

- Yeah, yeah. - We prepared for this. This guy is older than you.

He's not as young as you. He can't stay 12 rounds.

But one thing he can do is he can think, and he can set you up.

He's gonna come out. He's gonna throw a few jabs at ya.

He's gonna shoot a right hand in front of ya. It's a fake right hand.

That's not the danger. The left hook is the danger.

Don't let him move you back to your right. Don't! Not even for a second.

Because if you do, it's gonna be over. Do you understand that?.

- Go out there now, and let's get a title! - Yeah. Yeah. Come on, come on.

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

So the champion comes out, and then...

I start circling to my left, uh, just, uh,

keeping my left foot outside his right foot.

And just like the guy said, you know, he just fires a jab.

Nothing. And another jab. Nothing.

And another one. Nothing. And then a straight right hand.

And I slip it, and-- and here he comes. You know, the left hook.

And just like the guy said, nothing. Hit my shoulder. Powder puff.

- Powder puff. - Powder puff! Nothing on it. You can hit harder.

In fact, you have hit harder.

Don't go there.

Amen.

So I continue circling a bit, you know,

sizing him up now, uh--

You gotta understand something about this guy, Velario.

He's got a sweet face. He's like--

A little smile, almost, you know, when he's out there.

So another couple of jabs, just little flicks, don't do nothing,

and I stop circling for, I don't know, a millionth of a second.

Yeah. Here it comes. A straight right hand.

But, oops, the guy did a movement like this, you know, and pulls it back.

A-And that's it. That's the feinted overhand right my guy told me about.

And I am thinking at that point-- I am thinking.

Because sometimes in the ring,

all time stops and-- and you can think.

You can see everything slow-motion and--

And time stops.

And I-- And I am thinking,

"This guy-- This guy ain't got shit." You know?.

And then I'm thinking the other thing my guy told me, you know.

That it's over.

That it's over. You know.

Cesar, get up!

Get up! Get up, you Mexican motherfucker! Get up!

I picked up the count at five, a-and I got to one knee,

and I'll get up at eight or nine, you know, get through the round.

And I thought I got up at nine.

- Six! Seven! - Cesar, get the fuck up!

Eight! Nine! Ten!

- You're out. - You're a piece of shit.

- I'm all right. I'm all right. Come on. - You piece of shit.

- Get him outta here. - But I didn't.

I could not hear too good.

You motherfucker.

I couldn't hear too good. You know, you gotta play things all the way.

- To the bone. - Yeah.

You gotta play it to the bone.

And I thought I was.

I mean, it's just like the blink of an eye. You-- You--

You take your eyes off the road and-- and then you are in a car crash.

Thirty-seven seconds. That's how much I lasted.

Well, your fight was over, but your life wasn't over.

Yeah. But they thought that I could have beaten the count.

They thought I was waiting till ten to get up, so--

so it Would look like I tried to beat the count, but I failed.

I -- I swear on my father's grave that I --

I couldn't hear the count.

- I-- I couldn't. - Motherfucker.

Joe Domino told everybody I quit.

He said that I have no heart.

- Domino's a dick. - Yeah, but he's the man.

Yeah, the man's a dick.

You know something?

- Velario was a fag. - Oh, yeah?.

- Nah. - Oh, yeah! Men, women, whatever, man.

I got beat by a fag.

There's a lot of fags in boxing.

There's not a lot of fags in boxing!

Sure there are. More than average.

Wha-- What is your proof of that?

- What's your proof of Jesus?. - My proof--

Proof just confuses instincts!

- What the hell are you saying?. - Never mind.

You know, after Velario knocked me out,

I became a fag for a while.

Wha-- What?.

Let's back this up. What did you just say?.

Uh, I told you. I told you already.

No, y-you told me jack. You tellin' me you’re a fag.

No, no, no, no. I was for a little while.

You know, I experimented with a lot of things in my life.

Experiment-- Hey, hey, Grace, did you know about this?.

- Sure, I knew. - You know, I mean, it only lasted for a year. I didn't dig it.

Well, if you didn't dig it, why didn't you quit after five seconds?.

You know, uh-- You know, I got a dick up my ass, I don't need a fuckin' year...

- to figure out whether or not I like it! - Well, I was trying things!

You know?. I mean, you got humiliated by a fag,

and you figure that maybe he knows things that you don't know, huh?.

Hey, look, hey, hey. I get knocked stupid by some fag,

it doesn't make me want to drop to my knees and suck some dick!

- Lighten up! -Jesus! I--

Oh, dear Lord, I just said your name in vain.

Please forgive me. It won't happen again.

I-- I was-- I looked after you. Why didn’t you tell me about this?.

Because I thought you’d go off like you just did.

And besides, it's not your fucking business!

Oh, not my business.

Christ, I never got arrested for assault and battery and dealing.

Hey! The drug charges were dropped!

- I'm sorry! - Guys, cool it! Calm down!

My best friend's a fag.

- Goddamn it! - Goddamn it.

- What's the holdup, man?. - I don't know.

So this is a total blowout, man.

Jesus Christ, fix it!

- I can't fix it. I don't know how. - Oh, you're so incompetent!

- I don't care! It's a stupid car. - It's not a stupid car.

- I paid $ 1 00,000 for it. - But it doesn't work! Call Triple A.

- Triple A? I-I-- What is Triple A? - Oh, my God.

You don't know what Triple A is, then you are stupid.

Uh, uh, where you going?. Huh?.

Y-You said you were gonna rock my world in Vegas!

What about our sexy trip to sin city?.

- Hey, what can I do for you?. - Waffles.

I'll have a lot of waffles and some oatmeal. Need them carbs.

- Yeah, me too. Waffles and oatmeal. - Okay.

You know What Sugar Ray Robinson, the greatest fighter of all time--

- you know what he used to have for a meal before he fought?. - No.

- A glass of blood. - Mmm.

He used to have it every couple of days for Weeks...

in training camp before he fought.

- Along with the waffles, I'll have a glass of blood. - Large or small?

- Large. - You know what?. We're out of blood.

- Out? - Out of blood?. What kind of joint is this?.

I'll have, uh--

- Hmm. Oatmeal. - Oatmeal.

- And waffles. - Good.

- All right. Where's your ladies' room?. - Restroom's outside.

- Excuse me. - Miss you already.

- Hey, you should've told me you're a fag, man. - Oh, man.

I am not a fag just because I tried some things a few years ago. Come on.

- Some things?. - Yeah, some things.

You ever hear that saying, "A man builds a thousand bridges and sucks one dick.

To the world, he's not a bridge builder, he's a cocksucker."

- No. No. I never heard that old expression. - Very well-known.

- It's very well-known. - Can you take a chamomile tea and just take your rosary...

and go outside and pray a little bit and leave me alone for a while?.

All right, whatever. You know what, your jab?. Your jab, it don't scare me.

Your fucking left hook doesn't mean shit to me. Everybody knows it's a limp dick.

Why you havin' waffles?. You never have waffles before a fight!

You are having waffles. I'm having waffles.

Oh, yeah. I teach you everything I know. Now you gotta eat what I eat?.

Exactly! You told me just to copy the great ones and to study the great ones.

- So I am having waffles. - Kiss my ass.

I might do that. You know?. Because ever since you shaved your head...

you look so pretty and I love you so much--

- I knew it, I knew it, I knew it. You're still a fag! - You are obsessed with that.

- You are obsessed with that! Yeah! Yes, you are! - I'm not!

You are obsessed With that! That's gonna happen to you. That's gonna happen to you.

Hey, I'm not obsessed. You know what? I'm obsessed with one thing...

and one thing only, and that's gettin' another title shot, 'cause I can beat Campas.

Yeah, but you cannot beat me to get to Campas, so who gives a shit?.

You know what?. I really wish you believed in Jesus Christ,

- because you’d feel much less depressed after I bury my fist-- - Who had the waffles?

We all did! How fuckin' tough is that?.

There you go.

You guys hate each other yet?.

You don't have to hate another man in order to destroy him.

- It's just the sport of it, right?. - Right.

Good. Let's eat.

- Excuse me. - You're excused.

Grace. I-If you have to bet on tonight's fight,

uh, who do you think is gonna win?.

Me or Vince?. N-N-No bullshit about it.

Be straight with me. Me or Vince?.

He's gonna kick your ass.

- No. - Too much experience.

- I'm quicker. - He can take a punch.

He'll slip your jab, work your body, and he's a great counter puncher.

I'm sorry, Ces. Just circle to the left, and you'll be okay.

- Circle to the left. - Yeah.

Well.

But, uh, who is the better lover?.

Me or Vince?

No contest. You.

All right!

St-Stay right there.

Stay right there!

Grace, come here.

Come here! Hurry, damn it!

Well, I-- I am the better lover.

What is it?

- He was here. - Who?.

Jesus! He was right here.

Jesus? Maybe He's hiding.

He doesn't hide.

- Hey. - Shit. Jesus!

- What happened?. - We missed Jesus.

Oh! Oh, right.

- Shit. - Oh, right.

Hey, fuck you.

No. I mean, Jesus was hanging out behind the Mad Greek restaurant...

in Baker, California,

halfway between Death Valley and Las Vegas, right?.

It's as good a place as any!

- Right. - I believe you.

- She believes me! - Well, she's a girl!

- I'm a woman! - She's a woman!

You know-- You know What? You have to carry a video camera...

- to record these sightings, you know?. - Hey!

It's not a fuckin' U.F.O.! It's the Son of God!

Besides, if you’re Spanish-Mexican, then you gotta be Catholic.

And if you're Catholic, then you gotta believe in the Virgin of Guadalupe,

Who appeared 500 years ago, not 2,000 miles from this very spot!

I'm a atheist! Thank God!

- No shit. - No shit! So give me a break.

- Oh, I'll give you a fuckin' break. - Vince. Hey, Vince!

- Hey! - I'll break your fuckin' nose.

- What is that finger?. What'd that finger mean?. - Guys!

- What the-- - Tell me! Huh?.

Hey! All right! That's it, for fuck's sake.

Save it for Vegas. You got a title shot and 50 grand!

What are you thinking?. Five hours you gotta wait!

Yeah. $50,000, man.

- That's a lot of money. - Yeah.

The title shot. The title shot. The title shot.

I can wait a couple of hours.

-Just don't tell me I don't see Jesus when I see Jesus. - All right.

- All right. - And who cares if he saw Jesus?.

- And who cares if he sucked some dick?. - Hey, I didn't suck no dick!

I don’t want any details. Okay?. No details!

Shake hands.

I said shake hands, for Christ's sake!

Goddamn it!

Now let's eat some waffles!

Uh, it's rejected.

- What?. - Your credit card. Do you have another one?

No. I paid my bills. Just run it through again.

I run it through three times. It's dead.

- It's good. - It's bad.

- Are you saying I don't pay my bills?. - I'm calling the owner.

The Mad Greek?. Fine. Call him!

- But just don't say that I don't pay my bills! - It's not a lot of money.

- Why don't you just pay cash for it?. - Because I don't have any cash.

I thought I'd get cash in Vegas. Guys!

- Pay the check. - We left in such a hurry--

You don't have any money?

- We need gas! - Well, I guess you guys...

are in a little bit of trouble then, ain’t ya? Huh?

- I'll write a check. It's fine. - No checks.

I'm callin' the cops.

I'll pay the bill.

I need a ride to Vegas. I'll pay for the gas.

Just leave the top down so I can get some sun.

Anybody got any coke?. I could use some blow.

No cokeheads in this car. Just former cokeheads.

- " Former." - AW, come on. You got any Weed?

No, no, no.

You guys are squares.

Anybody wanna fuck?.

- Honey, just relax. - I just wanna have a little fun.

Just relax.

Ooh, hey. Check it out.

Little Miss Asia. What do you think?.

- Muy calientita. - Muy calientita.

Whatever. You know what?.

I love black hair, black eyes.

Ohh. Mm. I think that's why things didn't work out between me and Grace.

Aside from the fact that she dumped me, you know, she doesn't have dark hair.

It makes me a fuckin' lunatic, ya know?.

Black hair. Just see those white panties come slidin' down.

There's that jet-black bush sayin', " Hi, there."

Hola. Hola.

Well, personally, I don't care what color it is.

I gotta have her.

Well, maybe after the fight you guys can hook up.

No, no, no, no, no. Now.

- Now?. - Now.

We fight in-- Grace, how long till the fight?.

- Uh, about five hours. - Five hours, man.

I'm not talkin' about a quickie here.

I thought we were not supposed to get laid for a couple of weeks before a fight.

- Says who?. - Everybody knows that. You know, it's an energy thing.

All of the great ones got laid before they fought.

I mean, the more, the better, man.

- You never told me that. - Yeah, well, I thought you knew, man.

champion and pussy. Champion, pussy.

- Think about it. It's a natural. - Oh, Jesus Christ.

- Hey, hey, please. - Oh, I'm sorry. I'm sorry about that.

Anyway, I gotta hammer this chick. And obviously she ain't picky.

You know what?. If you’re getting laid, I'm getting laid.

- What?. - Yeah.

Just 'cause I do it, you gotta do it.

What?. I-I don't want you to have any kind of advantage tonight. Any.

Well, good luck, okay, because Grace has checked out on you. She's feelin' it.

- Maybe not. Maybe not. - Maybe so. Maybe so.

- Maybe. We'll see. - Yeah. We'll see. - Yeah.

Hey, uh, so-- Wh-What’s your name again?

- Lia. - Oh, Lia.

That-- That's beautiful. Hey, uh, Lia,

I couldn't help but notice your outfit.

- It's-- - Oh, thanks. I made that skirt myself.

- Really?. Can I-- Let me just touch-- - Uh-huh.

Oh, that's nice. Wow.

- Any word on the under card guys?. - Nothin'.

- Tyson?. - He's at home. Just spoke to him. He's ready to go.

- And Rustikov?. - He's scared to death.

Who's my date for the fight tonight, Rudy?. I can't keep track of these things.

Your wife.

- My wife?. - Yeah. There's a lot of cameras there tonight.

I figured your wife would be a good call.

My wife?. You're right.

Good call.

♪ I must have Jesus ♪

♪ I must have Jesus ♪

♪ I cannot bear ♪

♪ These burdens of love ♪

I used to have the 1970 426 HemiCuda, the Pink Panther?.

490 foot-pounds of torque in a 3,800-pound package.

I got it my first divorce.

Ah. Smells like freedom. Then I traded it straight up for a GTO Ram Air Three.

You don't come across those very often.

♪ Oh, Jesus Yes, I love him ?

♪ I cannot bear ♪

♪ These burdens of love ♪

Who'd have thought the Oldsmobile would come up with a muscle car?.

It's unbelievable.

Listen to this.

That's beautiful.

I don't trust a quiet car.

Oh, I am so hungry for you, man.

You're "so hungry for" me, "man"?. What is that supposed to mean?.

It means that I want you, to make love...

and-and sex, you know?.

- Now. - Go get me a quart of30-weight.

- What?. - Thirty-weight motor oil. Over there.

Yeah.

"I'm hungry for you, man"?. That ain't gonna make too many women hot.

Goddamn it. Can we have a final moment?.

-"A final moment"?. -Yeah. A final screw, a farewell fuck?.

- No. - Why not?.

- I'm not interested. - A hand job?. A blow job?.

A chicka-chicka- chicka-boom-boom?.

Cesar, it was a nice three months together.

Six. It was six months, honey.

But only three were nice.

I mean, somebody tell me why that-- that Christian...

is getting laid, and a heathen like me is not?.

- He's gettin' laid?. - Grace. Grace.

You know what?. You are too quick for me.

I am completely off-balance now. Why didn’t you leave me tomorrow?.

And I'm angry, and I'm confused now.

You fight better confused.

- ? Oh, Jesus, he's my saviour Oh, Jesus ?

- ? Yes, I love him ?? - Oh, yeah. Ooh. - No, no.

- Where you going?. - No, no, no. I gotta-- I can't.

I got-- I got-- I gotta save something for tonight.

No, no, no, no. Come back here and take care of me.

No, no. It's not-- nothing personal. It's just I got-- I gotta get to Vegas.

- - I gotta get somewhere else. What kind of man are you?.

It ain't a manly thing. It's nothin' to do with m-manly.

-Just-- - Hey, you lovebirds!

- What?. - We gotta hit the road.

Five more minutes, baby.

- See?. - Come on, baby. Please?

- Oh-- Okay. Five minutes. - Three.

Okay. Okay. All right.

- Let's take care of you. - Mm, yeah.

Ooh. Right there. Uh-huh.

Ohh. Oh, yeah. That's good.

- Mmm. - Ahh. Ooh. Keep going.

So where you from?. Vietnam, China, Korea?.

- Oh, no. From Monterey Park. - Oh?. What high school?.

Alhambra High till I dropped out.

- Alhambra High? What?. You know Rob Moran? Clem Franny?.

Oh, yeah. Clem. He was a senior when I was a freshman.

- Right. He was in band. What about Doc Lawrence?. - Who?.

- Did you have him as a teacher?. - Yeah. Two-finger Doc, yeah.

I'm sorry.

I overreacted and--

And you know me. I have my ups and downs.

That's okay.

And I didn't mean what I said. We had an amazing three months together.

And two were pretty good.

What are you gonna do after you quit boxing?. Have you thought about it?.

- No, not really. - Well, you oughta, maybe.

- You know?. - Mm.

Vince is gonna become a preacher or minister or carpenter.

We know a contractor in South Gate's got a job waiting for us.

I mean, if I become the world champion,

there will be more opportunities.

Yeah.

Yeah.

But I wouldn't lose the name of the contractor, you know?. Just in case.

Vince wrote it down.

And if Vince tries to drag you in his roulette wheel system,

don't listen to him.

- I feel good. - I got a little baby joint in my purse. Anybody got a light?

No, no. No marijuana here. You know? We might get some in our hair and our skin...

and fail the drug test and have to give the money back.

- Forget it. No way. - Drug test? Where are you guys going?

- We're going to a fight. - Who's fighting?.

We are fighting. We are fighting each other.

- Why?. - 'Cause they pay us.

We are professionals.

Then Why ain't you flyin', huh? It's fast. It's cheap.

Well, you know, we like the countryside. It got a lot of striations.

Striations out there in the countryside.

- This countryside sucks. - Yeah, We like it.

Hey, are you famous?.

Well, you know, I used to be. I was, uh,

I was ranked seventh in the world for over a year by Ring magazine.

- Hey, I wanna go to the fight. - We got no tickets.

That never stopped me. Hey, are you famous?.

Uh, uh, I was ranked tenth until I went to the Garden.

What happened at the Garden?.

- None of your business. - You're such a bitch.

All right, that's it, you little junkie tart!

I didn't like you from the moment I met you,

and if I say it's none of your business, it's

none of your fuckin' business, you got it?.

- Hey, hey. Everybody relax. - All right, all right!

What's so funny?.

So, um, so how come you're not famous anymore?

It's none of your fuckin' business.

He got robbed. That's what happened to him.

I got robbed. I got fuckin' robbed.

The champion was Skeeter Lewis.

He'd been duckin' me since I clocked him as an amateur.

I beat him three times in the Golden Gloves.

Skeeter was quick, quick as a cat, but I got him in my kind of fight.

I got him on the inside. I put a terrible hurt on that man.

I Wore his kidneys out all night. He--

He was pissin' blood for a week, he told me.

I figure out of the twelve rounds, I won nine easy.

Maybe-- Maybe I won 'em all. You know, and plus I knock 'im down in the eighth.

I'm on the verge of being World champion.

Ladies and gentlemen, here is the decision of the judges.

Judge Wiley Braden scores the bout 98, Boudreau, 95, Lewis.

Judge Arman Butterworth has it scored 97, Lewis,

- Lewis?. - 96, Boudreau.

Lewis. I'm goin' crazy. Ray Charles could call the fight better.

You know What? That motherfuckin' judge...

is in the promoter's pocket, but there is one

more judge, and he has got to give it to me.

And judge Lou DeBello scores 97, Boudreau,

97, Lewis.

- No! That's bullshit! Bullshit! - The decision is a draw.

I'll kick your ass! You fixed it! You fixed it! You fixed it!

A draw.

You know what happens with a draw?.

The champ stays. The champ. That's what fuckin' happens.

Fuck. Well, that's not fair.

Fair?. Nothing is fair. Nothing.

The only shot I got left is winning tonight.

That is not going to happen.

- We'll see. - Yeah. That is the deal.

- Bullshit! Bullshit! - Ladies and gentlemen, here is the decision of the judges.

The decision is a draw.

Get up!

♪ Jesus ♪

♪ I tell him all about my trials ♪

♪ And my tribulations ♪

Lights! Hey, Mark, Mark, yeah.

You gotta work with me on this. I mean, if they're breathin', you gotta sanction it.

I mean, if they're standin', you gotta sanction it.

No. Okay. If they know their ABC's up to " F" --

- Uh, what's happening?. - Pit stop.

Vegas is just down the road.

- Hey, why are we stopping?. - Gonna freshen up for the fight.

Oh, come on. Let's keep going. We're almost there.

Don't whine. I hate whining.

- It's right there. - I feel like a bag of dirt.

- A woman can't go to a fight without lookin' like a lady. - "Bag of dirt. "

Hey, little Miss Dirtbag!

- What was that?. - " Dirtbag."

How old are you?.

Twenty.

Another five years, you're gonna be sucked out,

fucked out, doped out, lookin' for a handout.

Oh, but what a five years, huh?.

That's a choice. Go for it.

Excuse me. I said, " Excuse me."

- I'm going to the ladies' room. - Ah.

- Twenty-five on East. - Twenty-five on Grace.

All right. What is it?.

I just don't like you.

Ohh.

Ohh.

I don't like you either.

You all right?. You all right?.

Come on.

- Get the fuck off me, asshole! - What?. I'm just tryin' to help. Come on.

Where were you five minutes ago, butthead?.

- We were watchin'. - Fuckin' yellow--

- You're bleedin'-- - Hey, bitch-- Get off of me. Want some, huh?.

- No, I-- - Hey, bitch, don't forget that I bought you--

I bought you gas and waffles, all right?

You Wanna freshen up? Freshen up this!

What are you lookin' at, Kojak?.

Fuckin' asshole.

You think you got something?. You got nothin'! Like that!

Hey! Hold on!

- I need a lift. - Come on in, honey. Let me give you a hand.

- Fuck off! - Bye.

- I'm gonna miss her. - Bye-bye, Madame Butterfly.

- She was nice. - What did she mean by this?.

- You know, she meant like that. - That's not too big, really.

- Well, no. Flaccid. - Okay. Whatever.

♪ Look out, babe ♪

♪ I'm in a dangerous mood ♪

♪ Look out, baby ♪

♪ I'm in a dangerous mood ♪

♪ I done called up the busman ♪

♪ Told him where to go and just what to do ?

♪ Call me crazy ♪

♪ I did what I had to do ♪

♪ You can call me crazy ♪

- Oh, my. - Oh, my God.

Wow.

My goddess.

Oh, Wow.

I was over-matched with her.

- Yeah, you were. - You too?.

Any guy in with any girl is a mismatch from the start.

- We're just not equipped to go the distance. - Wow.

We lost our friend, huh?.

- Uh, no. - Uh, yeah.

So, how do I look?.

Knockout, baby.

- Knockout. Incredible. - Really.

- Really unbelievable. Beautiful. -Just transcendent. Beautiful.

You rode most of the way.

- Excuse me. No, no, no. Excuse me. - No, no, baby.

- Would you-- Would you get in the back? - Go ahead.

- I'm not gonna be invading. - We have-- We have here--

- Go ahead. - We have to respect things and the way they are.

- Go ahead. - Thank you. Thank you.

♪ I'm in a dangerous mood ♪

♪ I got this one last paycheck baby ♪

♪ And I'm gonna spend every dime on you ♪

Where you been?.

- Hey. - How are you?.

- Doin' okay?. - Everything's fine.

Cesar, Cesar. Yeah. Rudy. Hey, hey, Vince. Who the hell is this?.

- That's my girlfriend, Grace. Her name is Grace. - Was your girlfriend.

- I'm Grace. - Hi, Grace. I 'm Rudy.

- And we have a special V.I. P. ticket for you. - Great.

And Hank Goody would like you to join him in his special, uh, pre-fight suite.

- Wait a second. What's goin' on here?. - I gotta get these guys...

- to the doctor, and we need their physical. - Right. Right.

The commissioner's waitin' to certify them, so--

- Can I have a word with the little lady here?. - What?.

- Right quick, huh?. - Uh, Cesar--

- All right. What?. - Go get 'em, champ.

You keep your hands off my girlfriend, all right?.

- Ex. Ex-girlfriend. - I don't trust you.

- Ex. - Well, it's not official yet.

- What's up?. - Hey, uh--

You, uh, think I could take him?.

I think he's too quick for you, and he wants it real bad.

Yeah.

Still, uh...

I'm the better lover, right?.

No contest.

- I still love you, you know that?. - I know.

- So that's your girlfriend?. - Yeah, yeah. It's my girlfriend.

Yeah, it's my girlfriend. What?.

- They're talking. They're friends. They can talk. - Yeah.

You'd better go.

Eh, eh, eh, eh! I can see you! I can see you.

You'd better go.

Vince. Vince, come on.

- What the heck is that?. - Nothin'. - Here we go.

- Here we go. All right. - Oh, nothing?. You were touching her.

You Were kissing her just right in front of me.

- You wanna fight?

Yeah, let's fight. Absolutely. Let's fight.

They passed the physical. The commissioner sanctioned the whole bloody thing.

We're home free. Right.

Hank, I have someone I'd like you to meet.

- This is Grace. - Hello.

She's got some great product ideas, and she’s looking for some investors.

- I'm Hank Goody. - Mr. Goody.

Hank to you. I 'm always interested in investment opportunities.

- What do you have?. - Well, I have a prototype for a new men's sock.

I have one in here, in fact. What separates this sock...

from all other men's socks is its unique design.

You see, it has a silk ankle, but it's attached to an all-cotton athletic boot,

good for those men who suffer from athlete's foot and can't have unnatural fibers...

or colored dyes on their feet.

- But still wanna look sharp?. - Exactly.

Rudy?. Rudy?.

Yeah.

- What else have you got?. - Well, I have a periscope for watching TV in bed...

endorsed by the Chiropractors' Association of America.

- A periscope?. - A periscope.

- Maybe we should find a bed and try out that thing.

I'm not that easy.

Lamps. Lamps. Al, hey.

-Joe, how are ya?. - Good, thanks. How you guys doin'?.

- Yeah. Fine. - Look. I need a little help.

I don't give a rat's ass what the papers say tomorrow, but I want to look good tonight.

- Two over-the-hill white guys-- - Hey, one of them’s not white.

- He's, um... Latino. - Spanish.

Hey, Joe, I don't care what you call 'em. Both these guys should retire.

No, no, no, no. They're gonna do great, but because of the tragedy to--

- Rosario. - Rosario. The tragedy of substance abuse, et cetera--

Maybe after you did a little elegy, you could put the best face on the substitute bout.

- I need to talk to Rattner. - Didn't Cesar Dominguez...

have a detached retina in his left eye a couple of years ago?.

Not true. Not true. Hey, Mark! It's Joe! Hey!

-Can he see?. -Come on, guys. Just a little spin here.

Vince. Cesar.

How you guys doin'?. Physical went great.

Let me have your valuables. Put 'em right in here. Wallets, watches, jewellery--

- Uh, I left my wallet in Los Angeles this morning. - My wallet is not with me.

- What about this here?. You don’t wanna wear this in. - Oh, yeah, right.

Put it in there. I'll take good care of it.

Yep.

Okay. There you go.

- Thank you. - I got you some great corner-men.

Since I know on such short notice you might be a little unprepared--

- Not completely. No. - So you care who's in your corner?

- Actually-- - Personally-- - Good. Okay.

Lupe, you're with Vince. Jesse, you got Cesar.

The rest of you guys just kind of work it out, okay?. Good.

Great cut man, by the way. Great cut man here.

Oh, great. Listen, the main thing is the contract. We Wanna see about the title shot.

- That's fundamental for us. - I think it's important about the title shot.

Of course. Of course. I'll bring it to your dressing room in a few minutes.

Okay. Vince, you're in there. Cesar, you're in here. Okay. Let's go.

- Good. - Let's go.

Good. Great. Gonna be great.

You look strong, kid.

? Hey ?

? Hey ?

I can't read too good.

But Vince, you were reading the Bible a minute ago.

I can read the Bible good, but I just can't read other stuff too good. Wh--

- He's not gonna sign. - I'm gettin' worried here about the--

Stop it. Stop it.

♪ Hey ♪

♪ Hey ♪

♪ Hey ♪

Should I sign this?.

♪ Hey ♪

You got no choice, man. Sign.

- Okay. Where?. - I'll show you. I'll show you. Just be cool, okay?.

Yeah. Yeah. Hey, okay. Looks good. I'll sign.

Got one word for you. I got it five times--

no, no, no, no and no, okay, asshole?.

- Hang on. Cesar, my man! - Hey.

How long has it been, huh?. Good trip?. Everything okay?.

- Huh?. Been a while, eh?. - You know how long.

The Garden, right?. Fuck the Garden.

- Yeah. - Fuck the Garden. You're here. That's what counts.

Look. I want you to meet your attorney, Dante Solomon.

- It's a pleasure. - This is your attorney, right?.

- He's yours. He's all yours. - I'm yours.

- Do I get a choice? - There's no time.

Dante is one of the finest human beings I have ever been associated with.

- The Man of the Year in Clark County twelve years ago. - No, no. Eleven years ago.

- It seems like yesterday, huh?. - These contracts are very sound.

- I studied them. - The only thing that matters to me...

- is the middleweight title shot guarantee. - Oh, sure, sure.

- See, it's right here. Look. Right here. See?. - Yeah.

Here. "Within a six-month period, as sanctioned by the world's boxing ruling bodies--"

- Et cetera, et cetera. - And-And what is all of this other 50 pages?.

- No, no. This is the crossing of the T's, dotting of the I's-- - Dotting of the I's.

- You know, all you gotta sign a few more things and then--

- Why-Why all of this is necessary? Why? - Goddamn it!

Goddamn it, Cesar, 'cause I said so!

I've been thinking about you, Joe, for the last five years.

I did not take a dive in the Garden.

I just got caught, like many other fighters got caught.

Happens every day all around the world. You know that.

You took a dive like you were lookin'...

for the bottom of the swimming pool in Beverly Hills, you fuckin' punk.

You embarrassed me. Now this is your chance to redeem yourself,

and the only reason you're gettin' that chance is 'cause...

one guy's doped out of his mind and the other guy's in the fuckin' morgue.

Okay?.

- Sign. - No, don't do that.

Sign.

What?. No, you're a dog, motherfucker!

Your fighters are dogs. Your whole stables are dogs.

- Fuck you! Take that. - Cesar. Cesar.

- Sign. - Please sign, huh?.

Where? Where?

There.

Okay.

So we get up in the night. You know, gotta go to

the bathroom about 2:00, 3:00 in the morning.

I don't know if the bathroom's on the right, on the left, in back of me, in front of me.

So Edie says, " How much longer we gotta do this??"

I said, "Well, the first one of us that pees in the closet, we're off the road."

See you, Steve.

Good to see ya, Hank.

Bobby's selling. Where are you staying?

- I don't have a place yet, actually. - Ohh.

Rudy, see that she gets the key to the Pago Pago suite.

- You got it. - That's really not necessary.

Hey. It's my hotel.

Alexei Rustikov. We're live at the fabulous Mandalay Bay Hotel and Casino--

Well, the fight's starting. We'd better go.

I don't go down until the, uh, main event.

- Ah. - Rudy'll escort you to the fight,

and I'll see you at the party afterwards.

Rudy, take care of Gracie here and make sure she gets to the party.

- Absolutely. - That's Grace, Mr. Goody.

- It's Grace. - It's Hank, Grace.

- It's Hank. - See you later.

♪ Ah-ha ♪

So Vince, you know anything about this Dominguez, this guy you’re fightin'?

♪ Ah-ha ♪

Don't worry about it. We'll figure him out for ya.

♪ Ah-ha ♪

♪ Ah-ha ♪

Fuck you! Fuck you! Fuck you! Fuck you!

Fuck you! Fuck you! Fuck you! Fuck you!

♪ Ah-ha ♪

Fuck you! Fuck you! Fuck you! Fuck you!

Fuck you! Fuck you! Fuck you! Fuck you! Fuck you! Fuck you!

Larry, Rustikov has beaten a lot of guys whose names we don't know.

Does that make him a threat against Mike Tyson?.

Jim, 115 countries have bought the television rights for this event...

hoping that Rustikov can and will fight Tyson,

but read my lips in 115 languages:

no refunds.

I got it. No refunds. No recriminations. No regrets. No recourse.

That's the sport we know so well.

Two-time heavyweight champion George Foreman here...

to tell us more about the chances of Mike Tyson--

He's had a lot of bad movies in his life, George. Could this be a good one for him?

You know What? He's still got that powerful punch. What can I say?

Well, we'll find out what you can say a little bit later on this evening,

but first, a fascinating preliminary bout.

A last-minute, once-in-a-lifetime chance...

for two guys who've been thrown in Within the past 24 hours.

Let's get ready to see the battle between--

They're telling me Mike Tyson has just entered the arena. We'll go and take a look now.

Hey, Cesar, it's time. Let's go, Jess.

Come on.

You look good, kid.

♪ Hey ♪

Equipment check.

♪ Hey ♪

Mouthpiece?.

Equipment check.

Mouthpiece?.

Cesar. Cesar!

Be strong. You can do it.

You all right?.

You're the man.

Vince. Vince!

Be strong. You can do it.

And now, ladies and gentlemen, We go to the middleweight division.

This is a substitution from your program for our semi main event.

I introducing first, fighting out of the red corner, weighing in at 1 63 pounds,

With a professional record of32 victories,

six losses and five draws.

A native of Madrid by way of Philadelphia,

now fighting out of Los Angeles, California,

here is Cesar " El Califa" Dominguez!

And his opponent across the ring,

fighting out of the blue corner, Weighing in at 1 66 1/2 pounds...

With a fine record of 42 victories, 1 losses and 9 draws,

he is the former number-one ranked super middleweight in the world.

Also fighting out of Los Angeles, California,

here is Vince Boudreau!

Vince.

Dominguez, Boudreau.

Gentlemen, you both received your instructions in your dressing rooms,

and I expect you to keep your punches up.

Any questions?. Now, I want a clean fight.

Protect yourself at all times. Obey my commands at all times.

Touch gloves. Let's go.

That's fine. Now, I know this guy, and he's lost his speed.

- Right. - All right. Now, stay away from his left.

- I know. - He hits like a mule. Stay away from the left.

- I know. I know. - They say this guy's got a good jab,

but he's open for the left hook.

Let's go, baby.

- Okay, box. - Round one begins.

We're told that Boudreau is a pretty good body-puncher,

so you might look for him to start working to the rib cage early.

- Lookin' good, baby. - I like the footwork.

Oh, you can see that these are real professional fighters, George,

both of them with 1 2, 1 5 years of solid experience in the sport.

- Come on! - Throw some heat! Throw some heat!

Boudreau looking to find a way to get his jab in against Dominguez,

- Hey, hey! - Who for the moment controls the action.

There's a terrific left hook! Down goes Dominguez.

- Shades of Dominguez' one title shot five years ago... - Cesar, get up! Get up!

- against Roberto Velario in Madison Square Garden... - Cesar, get up.

When he was flushed in less than a round on an identical left hook.

Tie him up and clear your head. You said you'd make me proud.

We could have an early finish--

- Six! Seven! - Come on, Cesar. Get up.

- Count reaches six, and he's up. - Eight!

- You okay?. - And Dominguez will continue.

So one knockdown already for Vince Boudreau.

And Boudreau, hoping to make a big splash...

- in front of this crowd, now moves in to try to finish.

- Second knockdown on a straight right hand! - Get up!

- Boudreau! - Down goes El Califa again.

How could you do that, Vince?.

- Get up! Get up! - Three knockdown rule is in effect.

- You can do it! - So even if Dominguez makes it to his feet,

- Five! Six! Seven! - he must survive more than a minute remaining in the round.

- Eight! Nine! - Round one of the scheduled ten.

- Cesar Dominguez trying to make it up... - You okay?.

from the second of two knockdowns already...

at the hands of Vince Boudreau.

- Fight! - And Dominguez gets up. But now obviously shaken.

A monster left hook and a solid straight right hand.

You wonder how he'll make it out of the round.

Good work to the body.

Tie him up!

- Referee looking, looking closely. - Wait. Wait.

- Stop punching. - Boudreau closing in again.

Dominguez firing the jab to try to survive.

Dominguez, getting his feet under him, now ducks a couple of big punches.

- Attaboy! Attaboy! - And that'll do it. Dominguez makes it...

out of the first round despite the two knockdowns already.

I'm fine. I'm fine.

Okay. That's okay. Relax.

Okay, he's out on his feet, but you got careless, okay?. Stay focused, and you got him.

You gotta stay underneath his left.

- All right?. You want us to throw in the towel, huh?. - No way.

- No way. - All right. Okay.

Don't give up the jab. Don't give up the jab. The hook comes off the jab, you know that.

There.

Okay, keep throwin' combinations, all right, and open up for the big one.

- Stay away from his left. - Combinations, all right?

- Double up on those jabs. - Double up, triple up, bust him up, and he's out.

- Stay away from that left. - Cesar, don't slug it out! Stick and move!

- Box him. Box him. - Okay. All right.

Stay focused. Stay focused, okay?.

It is my understanding, Jim, that both of them drove down here,

and that must've been an interesting drive.

Too bad they didn't get here early enough to tell us anything about it.

Used to be the only way to get around.

Now Dominguez firing the jab and making contact.

- And Boudreau is on the defensive. -Jab! Jab!

- Demonstrating to the crowd that he's got his energy back, - Come on! Wake up, Vince!

after having been on his back on the canvas twice in the first round.

There's a cut above the left eye of Vince Boudreau.

Vince, it's a nothin' cut. Forget about it. Just throw some jabs.

Vince! Some jabs!

- Dominguez now with a target at which to fight. - Who you rootin' for?.

- Both of them. - Shifting tides of fortune already...

- I love these guys. - in round two of the scheduled ten-round bout.

- I thought you left 'em. - Circle to the left!

Dominguez an entirely different fighter than in round one.

Fighting with energy and commitment,

the same Dominguez, in his only title shot,

Was down in less than a round and couldn't get up.

Now the crowd at ringside beginning to pay attention...

- to the pitched battle in front of them...

as you have one fighter who's been down twice...

and another Who is bleeding from a cut above his eye.

Boudreau looking and looking for his corner.

Hasn't found it yet. There it is.

- How bad is it?. - It's nothin'. It's nothin'.

We got the best cut man in the business with us.

Yeah!

Now you're lookin' like your old self. That's the jab that got you to the Garden.

All right to cut him to shreds, baby. You can cut him to shreds.

- You can handle him. You can handle him. - Let me see that eye.

It's nothin', Darrell. We got it taken care of. It's nothin'.

You keep an eye on that.

Vince, you got away from our plan, man. Okay?.

You gotta circle around the jab, circle from around the jab.

- I couldn't see with all that blood in my eye. - Now, we've got it taken care of.

Now, listen. Listen to me. You can still slip the jab,

counter with a left hook, okay?.

- Listen to me! - Yeah.

You could still slip this jab and counter with

a left hook, the way Lopez did with Quarteya.

Remember that fight? Okay, your eye's nothin'. It's fine, all right?

Got the best cut man in the business. Don't worry about it.

Now, listen to me. Now, I want you to work the cut.

Al I right?. You can open it up, and he'll bleed to death right here. You got it?.

- He knows. - All right. Work the cut, baby.

Work the cut. All right.

Work the cut!

Vince Boudreau and Cesar Dominguez Working out in the same gym in Los Angeles.

They've been around each other's neighborhoods for a long time.

- This is the first time they've ever met in the ring. - Yeah!

What a battle this largely anonymous under card bout has become.

Yeah, that's what I'm talkin' about, baby.

Tremendous left-hand shot by Dominguez.

Ohh.

Crowd here just beginning to sense what they're watching...

as both fighters reach down deep for something new.

Each fighter pushing each other off. Oh, What a right hand!

Whoa!

- Take an eight count. - One!

Two!

- Three! - What kind of man are you?.

- Four! - Come on, Vince. Take an eight count.

Five! Six!

- Seven! - Get up.

Eight!

Nine! You okay?. Step to me.

Box!

Dominguez pressuring now.

He has become the hunter in controlling the hunted...

as the crowd along the expensive seats surrounding the ring...

- beginning to Watch in rapt attention...

as the action from this bout galvanizes the arena.

That Was another big round, the second in a row...

for Cesar Dominguez.

So a rare opportunity here to show what they've got for a worldwide audience,

and the two fighters, for the moment, making the most of it,

at least in terms of entertainment.

... the middle rounds of a scheduled ten-rounder...

between Cesar Dominguez and Vince Boudreau.

Dominguez, right in control With both hands again.

There's a right-hand shot by Boudreau.

Referee calls time and Warns Boudreau...

against using his elbow, one of the oldest tricks in the book.

Both fighters having their moments-- another Dominguez rally--

Get 'em up! Get 'em up!

Arena beginning to fill up.

Some of the Hollywood stars Who are here for this big occasion...

starting to line the seats at ringside and beginning to pay attention...

to the spirited battle in front of them.

Move, move, move!

Step away from the jab. Counter with a left hook, okay?.

- You're the champ, amigo. There you go. There you go. - I knew that.

Just stay on 'im. Just stay on 'im. Stay on 'im.

Go to work.

Okay. All right.

- Six! Seven! - Come on.

Eight! Nine!

Let's go.

Just relax. Put your arms down. Put your arms down. Relax your arm. All right, now.

He's gettin' tired in there. I want you to put

more pressure on him. Just put pressure on him.

- Uh-huh. - You ever hear that expression,

"A man could build a thousand bridges and suck one dick.

To the World, he's not a bridge builder. He's a cocksucker. "

You got it. You got it.

- He's a cocksucker. - You okay?.

- Cocksucker. - All right. Get on him. Get on him.

- Smash his face. - Smash his brains. Go for it.

Holy shit.

Go, go!

All right. You been doin' good. You're doin' good.

I want you to keep pressure on him. Don't back off of him. Just keep pressure on him.

I want you to keep pressure on him. I want you pushing him.

Jesus.

Let's go. Box.

Hey, hey, hey, hey. Let's keep those punches up.

? I get a little feelin' deep down inside ?

- Stay down! - Two!

Three! Four!

Five! Six!

Seven! Eight!

Nine! You okay?. Step to me.

- Come on! Get up! - What a tremendous punch by Boudreau,

and it’s just impossible to imagine Dominguez getting up from that.

- Three! Four! Five! - Get your ass up.

- Come on, Cesar. Get up. All right. Okay. Okay. - Come on, Jesse.

Seven!

- Referee Darrell Foster in close, continuing to count. - Eight! Nine!

- And Dominguez is up again! - You okay?. - Yeah.

Step to me.

Let's go! Box!

Okay, break, break, break!

Whoo!

Head back. Head back.

Sit down. Listen. Suck it up.

- All right. This is it now. - Just relax.

Ginsberg, he's fine. He's okay. It’s just a scratch.

I have to look at this cut.

Ring doctor Velvo Ginsberg...

- checking closely to see Whether Boudreau is able to continue. - Let me look at it.

- Spit it out. - All right, Vince. How many fingers do you see?.

- Vince, how many fingers?. - Ah.

- Three. - It's not good. I'll let him go one more round.

- Darrell, let's let it go one more. - You can still slip the jab...

and counter it with a hook.

Got it?. Catch him with a hook. Catch him with a hook.

Let me see him.

- Let me see him. Let me see him. Can you see my fingers?. - Yes, sir.

- How many do you see?. - Two.

All right. He's doing fine. Just keep it up.

I guess he got the right answer. They're gonna let it go on.

You're doin' good.

You're the man. This is your night, okay?. You knock him out, it's a title shot, man.

Knock him out, title shot. You understand that?

Two more rounds. This is the night. You can do it. No mercy. No mercy. Go for it.

You got it. You got it.

Fight!

Round nine of what has clearly been the fight of the year.

Back and forth they go.

Another perfect shot, and Boudreau hits the canvas!

Don't get up!

Get up! Get up! Get up!

Four!

Five! Six!

Seven!

- Eight! Nine! - Up, up, up, up!

You okay?. Step to me.

All right. Step to me.

Let's go. Box!

Come on! Take Califa down!

Fight your way out. That's it. That's it. Tie him up.

Tie him up. That's it. That's it. Tie him up. Hang in there.

Okay. Break, break. All right. Break! Break! Box.

Box yourself out. Get out of that goddamn corner. Get out of there!

Double up on him!

- Right, right, right, right. - Get outta there. Get out of the corner. Get out.

Yeah!

See that?. Did you see that?.

Nine rounds in the books. Three minutes to go...

in this epic battle between two fighters...

Who before tonight had been completely forgotten by boxing fans.

It's too damn close, okay?. If you want the title shot, you gotta knock him out.

You gotta knock him out, take him out! Take it to him!

This is a war. Where you goin'?.

- I can't watch this anymore. - Ohh, tough girl.

Fuck you.

- What round is this?. - It's the last round, baby. Three more minutes.

- Last round, baby. Get 'im. - Yeah.

You want the title shot, you gotta knock him out. You gotta knock him out, take him out.

- Finish him off. - And now here comes the tenth and final round...

in a bout Which has had everything.

- They've knocked each other down. - You go for it, man.

- You take it to him, and you stick it to him. - They've bruised each other.

Put El Califa on the fuckin' canvas and don't ever let him get back up!

Title shot! Title shot! It's your night! Go get 'em, baby. Go get 'em.

And Vince Boudreau gets ready to come out.

Vince, get over there...

and kick his ass!

...bloody mask. Dominguez doesn't look much better.

- Both men have had their moments in the fight. - Let's go. Touch gloves.

Both have been down more times than We can count.

The crowd on its feet at ringside.

This isn't a boxing match anymore. It's a Pier 6 brawl.

Both men unloading power shots over and over...

in a final desperate effort to knock the opponent out.

They were friends this morning, but this is another world now.

The tenth round of what has been a brutal and debilitating bout.

Boudreau's head snapped back by another Dominguez right hand.

And now--

Body shots coming back from Boudreau.

And down goes Dominguez. And Boudreau continues

to punch him as he goes down to the canvas.

Break! Break! Stop punching! Break!

Get out of here, Boudreau. Get in a neutral corner.

- ...finally manages to Wrestle them apart. - - Don't stop it.

Three! Four!

- Get up. - Five!

- Come on. Get up. - Cese, get up! - Six!

- Get up. Come on. Get up. - Seven!

Come on, Cesar! Cesar!

- Eight! - And up gets Cesar!

He cannot get enough of this punishment.

- Step to me. - Yes, sir.

Let's go. Box!

Less than two minutes to go.

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

...his right-hand shot backs Boudreau up all the way across the ring.

- And Boudreau goes down! - And that's Dominguez!

And now it's Boudreau Who punches back from his knees.

Vince, get up!

Vince, get up. Get up!

Don't stop! He's fine! Vince, you're fine, right?.

Four!

- Get up and beat that Mexican's ass! - Five!

- Six! - Don't fuckin' stop this!

Seven!

- Eight! - Hey, Vince! Vince!

- Vince! You okay? - Box!

Let's go.

Knock his ass out!

- Stop the fight. Stop the fight! - Hey.

Stop the fight!

- There's the bell! There's the bell! - That's it.

And the conclusion to this epic battle...

between Vince Boudreau and Cesar Dominguez.

Years from now, the real fight fans will be telling each other they were here...

to see this bout.

- You're kind of a good fighter, you know?. - You ain't bad either.

- I think I won, man. - I think I won.

♪ Mmm ♪

♪ Oh-ooh ♪

♪ Mmm ♪

Vince! Vince!

You were amazing. You were great.

Good fight, Vince.

Cesar! Cesar!

- Cesar! - Hey.

- You were brilliant. - I -I was?.

- Brilliant. - You really think so?.

See you later!

All right. Thank you.

Ladies and gentlemen, before we go to the scorecards,

a round of applause please for these two fighters.

This was one hell of a war!

And now the official scoring. Judge Harrison Pearl...

scores the bout 96-95.

- He has it for Boudreau. - What'd I tell ya?. What'd I tell ya, huh?.

You got it. You got it.

Judge Abrams Harlems scores it 96-95 for Dominguez.

All right. All right.

And judge Steve De Roshe scores the bout...

95-95.

This bout is a draw!

Great job. Great job.

This gentleman from the commission's got your check right here.

You guys put on a hell of a show out there, a hell of a show.

- It wasn't a show. It was a fight. - Yeah, I know.

What is this?. It-It says 24,000. The deal was 50,000.

Promoter's fee, attorney's fee. Your corner-men need taking care of.

- All these deductions were in the contract you signed. - Vince. Hey.

- Vince, did you see this, man?. 24,000. - Yeah.

- I mean, where is the rest?. - Boilerplate, fellas. Boilerplate.

- Boilerplate. What does that mean?. - It's good.

Listen to me. Listen to me. Joe Domino was very impressed With your performance tonight.

- That's the good news. - Bullshit.

- He wants to work with you boys again. - You guys are back in his good graces.

- What-What do you mean?. Rematch?. - Something to talk about.

- What-What about the title shot?. - Lots to talk about.

- Rematch?. Who knows, huh?. - Look. Tyson's comin' out. Good job, you guys.

I gotta go. You guys got great seats for the main event, and you take care of that eye.

You don't wanna end up lookin' like me. I'll see ya up there.

- Great job, guys. Great job. - Come on, son. Let's go to the hospital.

We'll take care of it right now. We'll do a good job. We'll get it over with.

- Thanks. - I can't believe this.

So once again, Tyson versus Rusticoff...

turns out to be a 52-second fisted pay-per-view fraud.

And Tyson has another, quote, victory, unquote.

Hey, Hank. When was the last time you made that much money that fast?

- Pretty quick, huh?. Have anything on it?. - Sure did. Thanks.

- Hey, Dick. Glad you could make it. - Hi, Hank. How are you?.

Patricia.

- Hey, Hank. How are you?. - How are you?.

- Enjoy the fight?. A little fast. - It was too fast.

Would you excuse us, please?. Rudy, would you

see that Grace's friend here gets a drink?.

- Oh, yeah. - Oh. Ciao.

- How do you like your suite, honey?. - I haven't been there yet.

I could take you up on the, uh, private elevator.

If you don't mind, I would love to show you the plans...

of my product idea, the periscope I was telling you about?.

It's upside-down.

Interesting. Very interesting.

Vince, I don't know about this, man. Really.

Hey, hey, this'll work. Trust me.

- Thousand, red. - Right here.

You gotta bet some to win some.

Eleven, black.

-Jesus Christ. - Hey, hey, hey.

No problem. Let's double the bet. Two thousand, red.

What-What if you play black?

- No, the odds'll kick in, all right?. -Just to try it?.

- The odds?. - The odds.

Oh, okay. The odds. All right.

- Thirty-five, black. - Ohh. Foo. Sh--

Okay. Three thousand, red.

The dress is a Bardot thing.

- I knew Brigitte Bardot. - I bet you did.

You know what, man?. I don't like taking off without saying good-bye to Grace.

- This is not right. - She deserves better than us.

Certainly better than you.

Hey, after tonight, the way you hit,

I got new respect for fags.

Vince, Vince, I-- I am not a fag, you know?.

I mean, that's a very primitive way of thinking.

No, no, no, no. I'm saying, if you were a fag, if you were-- You know, it's okay.

You know, if you were a fag.

Rudy, get this bitch out of here.

- Uh, Security. - Yes, sir?

- Take the bitch out. - Don't touch me!

All right. Just leave me alone.

Guys, wait! Where you goin'?.

Get in the back. I'm driving.

- Yeah, yeah. - What are you doin'?. Get in the back.

In the back.

Grace, did you go to the party?.

Mm-hmm. Didn't like it.

Why do rich men think women'll sleep with them just 'cause they got dough?.

A woman would rather have a poor guy that knows how to make love to her...

than a rich guy who doesn't.

- Am I wrong?. - Uh, oh--

- No. - Maybe not " poor" poor,

but moderately well off would be okay.

Moderately well-off guy who's a good lay...

and who ain't threatened by a woman who wants to run her own company.

- Yeah. - I gotta be my own boss. That's clear.

I can't work for anybody. I just wanna hit 'em all the time.

Let me see.

Hey, you know with these new product ideas I got, I'm gonna look for money in L.A.

- I like L.A. - Yeah.

Most people don't, but I do.

What about an extremely poor guy who's a moderately good lay?.

No?. Well, just curious.

So where were you guys?.

- Oh, we went out, walked around the pool, talkin' to people--

- We were just hanging around.

- Got anything left?. - Thirteen grand.

- You still owe me five. - Can I pay you two and owe you the rest?.

- Sure. - That's good.

I got 1 1,000. Vince's fucking system.

Hey, hey. Look at it this way.

This is money we didn't have when we woke up yesterday, right?.

- Yeah. - Huh?.

Grace,

who do you think won the fight, Vince or me?.

I think it was a fair decision.

- Fair. - Okay. Fine.

Did you hear those people cheering for us, man?.

- That was great, wasn't it?. - That was fucking great.

- Oh, that was great. - That was fucking great, man.

- Yeah. - It was great.

Yeah.

I love you guys.

♪ Come on? ♪ When I wake up in the morning, love ♪

♪ And my heart is filled with pain ♪

♪ Lord Jesus ♪ ♪ The sun I have up on my face is all ♪

♪ Mm-mm ♪ ♪ Can't see the sunshine from the rain ♪

♪ But Jesus ♪ ♪ When I think of you ♪

♪ That's right ♪

♪ When the world's all right with me ♪

♪ Lord, just one thought of you ♪

♪ Hallelujah ♪ ♪ Then I know it's gonna be ♪

♪ A lovely day ♪ ♪ Lovely day, lovely day, lovely day ♪

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♪ Sun's shinin', birds chirpin' ♪ ♪ That's right, that's right ♪

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♪ Hallelujah ♪ ♪ It's gonna be a lovely day ♪

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♪ Lovely day, yeah ♪

♪ No complaints and no regrets ♪

♪ I still believe ♪

♪ In chasing dreams ♪

♪ And placing bets ♪

♪ For I have learned ♪

♪ That all you give ♪

♪ Is all you get ♪

♪ So give it all you've got ♪

♪ I had my share I drank my fill ♪

♪ And even though I'm satisfied ♪

♪ I'm hungry still ♪

♪ To see What's down another road ♪

♪ Beyond the hill ♪

♪ And do it all again ♪

♪ So here's to life ♪

♪ And every joy it brings ♪

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♪ May all your storms ♪

♪ Be Weathered ♪

♪ And all that's good ♪

♪ Get better ♪

♪ Here's to life ♪

♪ Here's to love ♪

♪ Here's to you ♪