All language subtitles for Rocky 3 1982 201

Creed doesn't even see it.

It's pure instinct.

Now it's Creed who returns
to the attack with a left.

What is it that keeps the two boxers up?
It's a terrible moment!

Here is Balboa, but the
champion responds with a left foot.

How they get up, I don't know!

A right. Now it's Creed.
Now it's Balboa. Creed again.

A powerful left from Rocky.
I'm face to face.

One.

Two.

If neither man gets up,
Creed wins and retains the title.

- Four.
- Get up, come on!

- My God!
- Five.

- Get up.
- Six.

Both try to get back up!

Up, stand up!

Eight.

- Nine.
- The champion is down.

Ten! Out!

He made it at the last second.

He did it!
Rocky Balboa shocked the world.

He is the new heavyweight
champion of the world.

Ladies and gentlemen, amazing

twist, he wins by knockout,

the new heavyweight
champion of the world...

Rocky Balboa!

Sorry, sorry.

I just want to tell my wife
one thing, that she's home.

Adriana! I've done it!

I love you. I love you.

ROCKY WORLD CHAMPION

Hit it, Rocky!

ROCKY WINS FIRST TITLE DEFENSE

ROCKY KNOWS THE GERMAN CHAMPION

ROCKY DEFENDS
TITLE FOR SIXTH TIME

CLUBBER LANG DESTROYS
JAFFE WITH SIXTH KO

CLUBBER LANG
EIGHTH IN THE RANKING

IT'S THE MUPPET SHOW

CLUBBER LANG WINS
NUMBER ONE CONTENDER

I want Balboa! I want Balboa!

Did you hear, old man? Tell that to
Balboa. Nobody can beat me. Tell him.

He's next. I will kill him.
Nobody can stop me.

You have to tell Balboa.
I'm on him.

I want to fight for the title, if Balboa
has the guts to meet me in the ring.

I've been aiming for
this title all my life.

I live alone. I train by myself. I
will win the title by myself. I want him.

He can't avoid me forever.
He can run, but he can't hide.

Also left-handed,
champion Rocky Balboa,

he doesn't seem very worried.

He defended the title for the tenth time

and he's going to face the heavyweight
champion of the world for charity.

Proceeds will go to a
local youth foundation.

I have to acknowledge it. Mr Balboa
is committed. He is a true sportsman.

It seems that number one rival,
Clubber Lang, must continue to wait.

But that's going to be a great meeting.

Paulie, take care, okay?

Hey, are you leaving?

Don't forget to say hello Rocky.

I've been frequenting this place for years.

How about you say hello to
me too, Paulie, at least once?

Calm down, Paulie.

Hey, Paulie, did you hear me?

When you see Rocky,
tell him the boys say hello.

I don't know. Well, see you.

40 thousand.

Good try.

I took another one.

Paulie.

Do you want to hear thank you?
I owe you nothing.

No, you don't owe me anything.

So what should I do, in your opinion?

- And my sister is not there? Sh
e-She's home.

She and I were close
until you came along.

I raised her. And she doesn't even come.

She doesn't know anything about this story.

You can both go to hell.

Watch your talk, Paulie.

Do you want to take me out?
No problem. Come on.

Come on, stop acting crazy.

If there's anyone who's
out of his mind here, it's you.

- Really? What did I do wrong?
- What have you done? For me nothing.

For you? A lot. You got your
face fixed. Beautiful clothes.

What did you do for Paulie?
Three years... Did you get me a job?

Look. You gave me a lousy
promotional watch. Here it is.

- Paulie...
- What? What?

It is true. No! Leave it there.

By the way, it never worked well.

Have you forgotten when you were a
sucker and everyone made fun of you?

- Who was going to teach him a lesson?
- They were both making fun of them.

No one has ever made fun of me.

And tell me, who found you
your first woman? Me, Paulie.

She-She She was pregnant.
- So? You weren't perfect either.

I have always given you everything.

And what are you doing? Buy a
house and take Mick to live there.

Did you ask me?
I have something wrong, me?

I have feelings, me.
I'm not paper mache.

Everyone has feelings, Paulie.

- Hell, everyone.
- It's you who has to go to hell!

- I don't want to hear this bullshit.
- You talk like everyone owes you everything.

Shut up!

No one owes anyone anything.
You owe it all to yourself.

- You are wrong! Friends have duties.
- No. They do things because they want to.

Shut up.
You want to step on me.

Trample you?
You are like a brother to me. I'm serious.

So I'll tell you what,
heart in hand, Paulie.

Don't get down. You are not a failure.

You're just a lazy, envious sucker.

Okay. I'll break your face.

It destroys your face.

Can you give me a job?

You just had to ask.

- You're not doing badly!
- Find?

Great.

- It costs a lot, right?
- Yes, a few bucks.

Do you have one left?

- Problems with Paulie tonight?
- Nothing more than usual.

But do you really want
to fight that wrestler?

Don't worry. It will be funny.

Do you mind if I sing you a song?

- It's your share.
- What?

- Come on then.
- No.

- Come on, stop it. You will wake up the baby.
- Adriana, let's do a duet.

Ninth.

Fine, but it doesn't do "do do".
He goes "du du du du".

Very good, darling.

What's up?

I don't know anymore.

- Maybe we're lucky.
- Yes. Maybe we are very lucky!

Hello sports friends. I'm Dennis James and
I'm here with Jim Healy next to the ring.

Tonight we will witness an unusual
match: boxer against wrestler.

All proceeds will go to charity.

How about a boxer
versus a wrestler?

Know the rule. When the
wrestler grabs the boxer, it's over.

What the hell is going through your head?
Does it still work for you?

- Yes a bit'.
- In my opinion, no.

To fight someone like that, you
must have very little brain left.

I've seen wrestlers bigger than dinosaurs.
Have you ever fought with a dinosaur?

- Not lately.
- They can cause serious damage.

Here comes the world
champion wrestler, and

he's quite a sight,
all decked out in red.

- Why do they carry it in their arms?
- He is walking.

I'm coming to get you, Balboa.

- Let's cancel the meeting.
- It's for charity.

So you just screw yourself up.
No one would do that much for charity.

- Bob Hope yes.
- This is true.

Rocky, you better call Bob Hope.

To all my love slaves,

Lips of Fire is here
in the flesh, beauties.

My God!

The maximum of males,
against the maximum of meatballs.

Wow, it's a monster.
How much would you like

- just to get in the ring with him?
- Shall we start with Fort Knox?

In the white corner,
an incredible vision.

Almost two meters high,

and 177 kg of weight...

- Pretty big, huh?
- the undefeated wrestling champion...

This is the largest biceps in the world.

The man who calls himself
the ultimate object of desire,

a mountain of hot lust, the

number one, the
only: Lips of Fire.

You are all scum.
You are all scum!

The brass knuckles of Philadelphia...

Shut that big mouth!

I'll tear it apart.

- In your opinion, how much does he eat?
- At least 92 kg of stuff.

With 92 kg of weight,

the current heavyweight champion
of the world, Rocky Balboa.

Rocky! Rocky! Rocky!

- Come to the center of the ring.
- Come on, Mick.

Well, friends. This is a friendly, so
calm down and keep them entertained.

Look, after the meeting, how
about we take a picture together?

You're in trouble, man.

He makes me angry. She will break it in two.

It seems that everyone
wants to break my face.

It's just a show.

Watch out, make a mean face.
Move around the ring.

He is the ring.

I get nervous every time he does that.

You are agile, for your size.

Why don't we move a bit?
Shall we put on a little show?

I hunt you and you hunt me.
What do you say? Agree?

I'm slow! Okay? Is that okay?

It hurts? Everything okay?

As? All right? Not bad, right?

Bring it on, meatball.

You think it's all fake, meatball?

Lips of Fire is unleashed fury.

- Run away!
- Life is hard, meatball!

Get up, boy. Come on, meatball.
Come and get this!

Rocky, remember what it was like in the neighborhood!

Stay away from him!

No. I'm not done yet.
I'm not giving up. Not yet, boy.

I won't be able to shut your mouth,
but I can sure break your back!

- Is dad having fun?
- Certain.

Someone give me a hatchet.

- Oh man!
- Let's go, baby. Nice fall, meatball!

OMG!
Balboa is in real bad shape.

Lips of Fire's superhuman
strength is astounding. I am unique!

- Stop him.
- Do you want this punching bag?

- Adriana!
- Rocky!

Pick me up!

Incredible! Balboa just
got bumped into the fifth row.

Now fans are furious too.

He infuriated me.
I slam him to the ground like an old rag!

You're a weakling, Balboa.

Calm down, calm down!

- Mickey, are you okay?
- It's the heart.

Security agents try
to stop the massacre.

- Teeth are flying everywhere!
- Take off my gloves!

Take off my gloves!

This place is a zoo!
This place has become a zoo.

This is very...

Do you want me to call a doctor?
Are you sure?

Even the girls got involved.
They take them too.

- I will be right back.
- You are crazy? Come here!

- What are you doing?
- Come right back here.

- Force.
- Get out of the way, worms. I am coming.

Come on come on!

Okay, Lips of Fire. Give us a cut!

No strangulation!

Paulie, don't do it!

Forget it.

Hold on, boy!

What do you think?

You're cute!

I don't want to know about it.

Rocky holds on like a bull terrier.
He now he goes to the grip of the throat.

Rocky! Rocky!

To the body!

Break his head!

Rocky! Rocky! Rocky!

- He arrives!
- No!

Incredible! Rocky did it.

The human skyscraper flew off the ring.

Well. It's over. Time out.

Ladies and gentlemen, we have a tie.

Thank you for attending
the charity meeting

between the Italian
Stallion, Rocky Balboa

and Lips of Fire, the
maximum of the male.

See you next year. Thank goodness.

- Are you OK?
- Yes enough.

Nice meeting.

- Why did you attack me like that?
- Its part of the game.

As long as you're calm, shall
we take that picture together?

- Of course.
- Adriana, come here next to me.

- My wife, my son. Lips of fire.
- You hurt me.

It's okay.

Sometimes even charity hurts.

ROCKY & FIRE LIPS RAISE
$575,000 FOR YOUTH CLUB

Then Pinocchio told a lie and
his nose began to lengthen.

- Why not the ears?
- I don't know. I didn't write the story.

- Still fighting?
- Today? No, not for today.

- Promises?
- I promise. Guaranteed.

- I like it when you stay here.
- Yes? And I like being here.

Are you getting hungry?
We have breakfast?

- Do you want cereal? What are cereals?
- Champions!

Whose breakfast? Breakfast of champions.

Papa Bear said, "Someone
has been sleeping in my bed."

The little bear replied: "Someone has been
sleeping in my bed. And I know where it is."

He pulls back the covers,
exposing her to the public eye.

He eats cereal
before it gets mushy.

- What happened to Goldilocks?
- I'm not sure.

- He got 30 days for burglary.
- Yes, good, Paulie.

Nice comment to make to a child.

Rocky. Rocky, the car is ready.

- Go. Hurry up.
- Be good!

We'll have fun, me and the baby.

Lady, you are almost pretty.

Thank you Paulie.

Don't give the baby beer.
Also, don't take him to the races.

- How's it going, Mick?
- Good enough.

We have a problem in seventh.

Where has the peace of the old days gone?

Thank you. Thank you all.

Every now and then, someone
comes along who defies the odds,

that defies logic and
realizes an incredible dream.

On behalf of the
citizens of Philadelphia,

and those touched
by your exploits,

and for her tireless commitment to
the many local charitable initiatives,

it is with great honor that we
dedicate this monument to her,

which will forever commemorate
the indomitable spirit of humanity.

The city of Philadelphia salutes
its favorite son, Rocky Balboa!

- How beautiful.
- Absolutely beautiful.

Rocky! Rocky! Rocky!

Thank you.

A thousand thanks.

I don't know, what...
what do they say on these occasions?

About three years ago, this

city gave me a
place in its heart.

And thank you for that.

Sincerely.

I thought... I didn't want to
talk about it, but now I can too.

I would do nothing to harm this

sport that has been
so generous to me.

I told my wife and
my manager about it.

We think that...

It's really hard for me. I feel...

I think maybe it's time

to leave the ring and retire.

No! No! No!

No, you can't do that, Rocky.

Will you hang out while there's still time?
You don't need monuments, you need guts!

I told you I wouldn't give up!
You had your chance. Now give it to me!

- But why don't you get out of the way?
- Shut up, old man.

Tell these people why you avoided me.

Politics, folks.
This country doesn't want me.

They don't want someone like me to
win because I'm not a puppet like him.

- You talk too much and out of turn.
- Why don't you shut me up, Balboa?

- When you want.
- That's crazy. Don't listen to him.

The little guy won't meet
me, so I'll tell the truth.

I am number one.
So I'm the best.

But Wimpy Wimpy only
fights wimps like him.

I say this to everyone present.

I will fight him anywhere,
anytime, for free.

But you won't see this
meeting, because he withdraws.

He doesn't fight real men.
Only with easy opponents.

- What?
- You are an infamy to this sport.

Shut up, old man.
You don't know where I come from.

Balboa, your family is fine.
You consider yourself a boxer, prove it.

Give me the same opportunity.
The way you avoid me is infamy.

If he's not a coward,
why won't he fight?

- I don't want to listen to it--
- I don't care about the ranking!

- You won't get that chance, full stop.
- What are you doing? I want to fight him.

Well, it's all yours.
But you will fight without me.

- What are you saying?
- It's over. I've had enough.

I don't want to know anything more.
Understood? I've had enough.

It's over.

Hey, woman. You, woman. Listen to me.

If your man has no guts, do
you want to be with a real man?

I bet you stay up every night
dreaming of having a real man.

He brings your pretty little figure to
my house and I'll show you a real man!

You asked for it and I would have it!

Do you want the meeting? you will have it. you will have it.

Rocky, nope. Come on.
Rocky, please. Let's talk about.

Okay, Adriana.

Rocky. Let's talk about.

Why did you leave like this?

Life is too short, boy.

- Where are you going?
- I go on vacation. Forever!

What do you mean?
We have another meeting.

Ninth. We do not have. You have.

Why are you doing so?

- I said why are you doing this?
- Because you can't win, Rock.

That will take you out in three rounds.

- You are crazy.
- Yes? And why?

-He is a boxer like any other.
- No, it's not.

That's a wrecking machine.

And then, he has grit. And you
haven't had it since you won that title!

- But I defended him ten times!
- It was easy stuff.

- What does easy mean?
- They were tailor-made meetings.

- Combined?
- No, they weren't combined.

They were all good boxers.
But they weren't killers like that.

He'll knock you out in a flash, Rock.

Christ, Mick!

Why did you do that?

The beatings you took from Apollo
should have killed you, but they didn't.

My job was to keep letting you
win and keep you safe and sound.

Do you really think
there's nothing left to do?

Okay, Rock, let's put it this way.

Three years ago, you were divine.

You were... You were tough, you

were bad, you
had a jaw of steel.

But then the worst thing that can
happen to a boxer happened to you.

You are civilized.

But don't worry, boy.

The presidents, the generals
and even the horses retire.

Wild Horse also retired.
He ended up being a stud horse.

That's what you should do, retire.

Now that I know these
things, I cannot withdraw.

- Oh! Do not overdo it!
- You tricked me.

- It is not true.
- And yet, you deceived me.

I didn't deceive you, I protected you.

I want this meeting.
Just one more.

- No, that's not the case.
- I'll sleep in the gym.

- It's not the case.
- Mick, I want to do this.

- I ask you to train me one last time.
- Ninth. I cannot.

If you don't, I'll tell
everyone you haven't

bought yourself new
underwear in 10 years!

- You'd be able to, right?
- I would say yes.

Ninth.

Come on.

The last time! Done deal?

- Come on then.
- The skin is yours, boy. It's yours.

It is true. Thanks Mick.

THE HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION
TRAINES HERE EVERY DAY

Robes by Rocky.
Buy Rocky's bathrobe.

Rocky's bathrobes, brand new.
Clean stuff. Buy the bathrobes.

Collector's items. Buy the brooch.

If you go hand to hand with
him, he sends you to Mars!

It's too hard. Too strong.

Look, how the hell are we
supposed to train in this asylum?

Is this some kind of brothel or what?

- Why did you rent this bad place?
- Come on, let's go out in style!

You don't have to go out in
style, you have to go out whole.

Come on, let's go.
Let's go back to the old gym.

Let's get some sweat,
tears and blood out.

- Are you there?
- Try to calm down and have fun.

They like it, Mick.

Go on, fight.
Attack, continue. Fight, fight.

Hold on, hold on.
Grit your teeth. As.

Excuse me. May I give you a kiss?

- Of course!
- Get out of the way!

It's like fighting in a zoo.

Is this how you train for Clubber?
That won't kiss you. He'll take you out.

Stop that.

- Hey, Rock. Can I take a picture of you?
- Certain.

Rocky! Rocky!

Put some speed into it.

Put some speed into it.
Good boy. As.

Now yes it works.
Like this: right, left.

Right, left, Rocky.

You over there, silence!
Change music.

Here, like this. Frontal hits.
Here we are. You are a lethal weapon.

Time. Time, time, time. Enough.

Good, come on.

You get, or you get pneumonia.
Then I'll also give you a nice massage.

Listen, I don't
really like people's

gossip and I
don't like fiddling.

- That's for sure.
- But I wanted to tell you something.

- I'm proud of you.
- A thousand thanks.

All right, boy.
Come on, let's go.

Hey, Mick. What do you think
we will do when it's all over?

I don't know, we're going to work in a circus!

Yes, maybe.

OK let's go.

Good evening. Here Stu Nahan and Bill Baldwin.

Welcome to the heavyweight title

bout, perhaps a memorable bout.

Tonight is the last and perhaps
most difficult fight for Rocky.

- Rocky, are you in top shape?
- Decidedly. I feel great.

It's a lethal weapon. He's unique and he's going to make it.

- Clubber, are you as fast as Balboa?
- No small talk. I will speak in the ring.

Get out of the way!
I want to be alone.

- Will you retire after this meeting?
- Yes. We'll close after this.

This is really the last meeting.

You are parasites and leeches.
Get out of here!

What are you going to do after tonight?

I haven't decided.

- Maybe we'll work in a circus, eh, Mick'?
- Yes, we will have fun.

- Come on, take off your bathrobe.
- Take off your bathrobe.

I told you to disappear!

With us is former heavyweight
champion of the world, Apollo Creed.

Do you have any match predictions?
How do you think he will go?

The challenger has strength on his side.

While Balboa has experience and the
hardest head in the world on his side.

Remember, Rock. Don't waste too much.
Take your time. Stress him.

But don't be body to body.

That wretch never
made it to 15 rounds.

- Make him tired.
- Agree.

All right.

- I predict that the champion will win.
- Do you really think he hits that hard?

Why would I be sitting here with you?

Hey, sucker. You're done.
You're a goner. Ruined.

- I'm the baddest in the world.
- Not for me.

What do you say, papier-mâché champion?
I will slaughter you like a dog.

Get that gorilla in the ring.

- I waited too long. You will pay!
- Come on, braggart!

Take him away!

Leave me!

Get out of the way!

Backwards!

You know who I am? I'm the only one.

- I'll tear you apart, sucker. You are dead!
- Leave me.

Rocky! Rocky!

- What happens?
- The heart.

Call a doctor!
Someone call a doctor. Soon!

Sit down, Mick. Let them out.

Let them out!

- Mick, do you want to sit on the table?
- I am fine.

Breath deeply.
Get them out of here. Hurry up!

Paulie, tell him the meeting's cancelled.
Go!

The meeting is not cancelled.
You are crazy? The meeting takes place.

- Mick, not tonight. I don't fight.
- We will fight.

Let me catch my breath.
Or is it against the rules, perhaps?

- Please call a doctor.
-He's coming.

Mick, I can't fight like this.

Go. Hurry up. Beat it.
Beat it and let's get it over with.

Rocky! Rocky! Rocky!

Adriana, what should I do?

What do you say? After all these
years together, you don't know what to do?

You should be ashamed of yourself.
Now go in there and fight.

Fight.

Fight.

- You are the best.
- Okay.

Rocky! Rocky! Rocky!

OMG!

Adriana, take care of him.
Please take care of it yourself.

Ladies and gentlemen,
welcome to the

heavyweight
championship of the world.

And for the fans, with us
tonight, one of boxing's greatest.

The Master of the right,
the King of the hook, the

one and only Apollo
Creed is entering the ring.

Here is former heavyweight
champion, Apollo Creed.

He looks in great shape.

Get out of the way. I don't
want any old glory in my corner!

And don't look at me like
that or I'll break your face!

Force. Do you want to jump on me?
After you. Hurry up, Creed.

Come on. Come on, get a move on.

Yes. You are a rabbit.
You are right to slip away!

Give us a present and put that sucker down.
Good luck friend.

Well, sportsmen, let's
begin. To my left, in

the blue corner, from
Chicago, weighing 107 kg,

Me number one challenger in the world...

- I wonder how Mick is.
- Clubber Lang.

I'm the best. I'm the best.

You and Clubber have talked.
Comments?

No comment.

His opponent in
the opposite corner

needs no introduction,
in top form at 91kg

the pride of
Philadelphia, the Italian

Stallion, and heavyweight
champion of the world,

Rocky Balboa!

Rocky! Rocky! Rocky!

Feel this crowd.

Now the referee, Marty Denkin, will give
instructions in the center of the ring.

Clubber, Rocky.
I want a nice clean match.

When I call break, step
back and break away.

Now go back to your corners
and exit to the sound of the bell.

Dead meat.

This will certainly not
be an elegant meeting!

These are two that
really punch hard.

- The fool is scared.
- Yes. Tear it apart, champ!

He's afraid. Did you see his look?

I'm not a coach.
Go and kill him. Kill him, Rock.

He's afraid.

I'm the new champion.
From tonight I will be the new champion.

The Italian Stallion, a champion
in the last match of a great career.

And Jimmy Lennon was right.
It looks… well, great.

Here we are. Wow, the
champion got off to a great start.

Break his head!

Balboa hit the ground running,
determined to destroy the challenger.

Clubbers, enter!

Make him back away. Still.

The guard!

Now it's Balboa.

They're kicking it.

It's yours!

Answer him. After you!

Force. Come forward now. On!

The challenger Io strikes
with all his strength.

- No!
- Come on, Balboa!

Come on, Balboa. Wear me down.

Come on, Balboa. Come on, weakling.

Clubber doesn't walk away.
Rocky struggles to the corner of him.

Take it, Paulie.

- Where's Mick? Where's Mick?
- Is fine.

I need him.

It's nobody. I told you.

-He is too strong.
- Don't say that, Rocky.

I lay it down. I lay it down!

I can't stop it.

He is my. I take it out.

I'm losing, Paulie. Where's Mick?

-How much is he?
- 200 out of 50.

Okay. Let's start resuscitation.

- Rock, you can do it.
- I'll try.

Second round.
Rocky appears to stagger.

- Yes, I will.
- Here comes Clubber around the corner.

Come on, as I showed you.
Let's go. Let's go.

Come on, Balboa, hurry up. Hit.

Go, attack!

The champion is almost helpless.
God, what a beating he's taking.

Keep your distance!

Come on, Rocky!

- Get up, man!
- Standing. Standing!

I told you I'd knock you out.
Come on, pull yourself up!

Seven, eight, nine,

ten. Out!

The champion collapsed in the second round!

It's incredible. A twist!

Balboa, in the corner,
can't stand it, he's destroyed.

Here is the result.

The knockout winner,
the new heavyweight

champion of the
world, is Clubber Lang!

I told you I'd make it.

I'm the new world champion.

Come on, get out of here.

- But what happened?
- I am fine. Mick how is he?

He doesn't want to go to the hospital.

Mr Balboa, we need to get
him to hospital immediately.

OK!

- Mick?
-What is he?

- Mick?
- Wh... what is it?

- It's over?
- Yes, it's all over.

Hey, listen. What happened?

It was a knockout.

- Which round? Which round?
- AI second.

I knew it. Well.

- We made it, huh?
- Yes, we did it.

You no longer have to worry about anything.
It's gonna be okay, Mick.

- Yeah. Rocky, we did it.
- Now you have to go to the hospital.

You are not as young as you used to be.

You won.

We did good. Was I good?

You've been very good.

And we have other things to do, Mick.
We'll do whatever you want, okay?

I love you, boy. I love you.

Mick?

He hurts.

Mick?

Mick... Oh, God!

Do not leave me. I beg you.

We have so many other things to do.
We have so much more to do...

Oh God! My God!

Thus ends our ceremony.

IN MEMORY OF MICKEY GOLDMILL
APRIL 7, 1905 - AUGUST 15, 1981

MICK THE GREAT

That's not how it's done!

Who is?

Why don't you hit it straight?

- Apollo?
- Exact.

I waited an hour at your house.
Your wife told me maybe you were here.

- What are you doing here?
- Business.

If the press saw us talking like that,
they'd think we were crazy. Because you?

Because I'm the best
and you need a teacher.

- Why?
- You can't do it without me!

You haven't answered me yet.
What's the real reason?

Do you hear this silence?

When you retire, the silence is terrible.

And we are too young to retire.

Besides, I could turn this event
into the biggest grosser in history.

And God knows I've
always liked big money.

I don't want it anymore. Not...

I don't want to know anything more.

Listen, man. When you beat me,

i was destroyed. I didn't want to hear
from anyone, not even my own children.

Every boxer knows how bad it is.

And it's torture to live
with, so don't give up.

Fix things, or you'll
regret not doing it!

We had the biggest title
in the world, my friend.

You missed this match for the
wrong reasons. You had no more grit.

All right. I know you were upset
because your manager was dying.

But the truth is, you had no anger!

When we two fought,

You had the eyes of a
tiger, man, you had grit.

And now you have to find her, and
the only way to do that is to start over.

Maybe together we
could win back the title.

Tiger eyes, my friend.

Why did you come here?

I have a plan. Get back on track, man.

You intrigued me.

You're the one who intrigued me, Rock.

Clubber, do you accept the
challenge of a rematch with Balboa?

I refuse the challenge because
Balboa is not a challenge.

But I'd be happy to hit him again.

I always said it was nobody.

It will be a joy to see it collapse.

What do you think about
Apollo Creed coaching him?

Apollo who?
That dumb old Apollo Creed?

- Come on! He's an old bankrupt...-He's go ahead, man.

He never keeps his mouth shut.
But when I see him, I close it for him.

- When is the meeting?
- The sooner the better.

I am the world champion.
No one can beat me and no one will.

This time I will train even more.
I won't knock him out right away.

I will torture him.
I will slaughter him without mercy.

He harsh words worthy of a tough man.

The chances of Balboa regaining
the title at 34 are very remote.

Will he make it? Experts doubt it.

Balboa was a great champion, but
his season is over. Congratulations.

- Don't listen to him, Rocky.
- No, I'll listen instead.

When it's all over, a lot of people
will owe you a formal apology!

- And you will owe me a great favor.
- Which?

When it's over, okay?

Rocky, hurry up.
We will arrive late at the airport.

Let's go.

- Are we forgetting something?
- I think not.

- Maybe another sweater.
- No. It's not that cold in California.

So listen to me.
I want you to be good, understand?

- Don't make anyone angry.
- All right.

Give me a kiss.

- We'll see you when we arrive.
- Yes. We'll call you.

Will you be good? Okay.

I'll bring you something.

- What are we doing in LA?
- This is where I started.

- So?
- So this is where he'll start.

This place sucks!
Can't we stay with you?

You don't understand the concept!
We leave our bags and go to the gym.

Rock, this place is no good.
It's not on your level.

We have to give it a try, Paulie.
Come on, Adriana.

I don't even have a gun!

It's okay fun.
I usually like it, but not like this.

Look around!
Not even a rat would die here.

Come on, look at the trash.
I really don't like it.

- Think about Adriana's health.
- I'm fine, Paulie.

Look over there.

Balboa.

What's it doing here?

Yes, yes...

- This is where I started.
- It's your problem!

Rocky, let's get out of
here before they bust us.

Yes. See that look
in their eyes, Rock?

When we fought I was fit,
but I didn't have that look.

You had it and you won.

You need to get that look back, Rock.

Tiger eyes, my friend.
Tiger eyes. Come on, let's go.

Come on let's go.

Look at this place. It has no class.

- Is he always this nice?
- Who tells you anything?

- Hey, Paulie. Don't lose your temper!
- It's a free country, isn't it?

- Just don't lose your temper.
- I don't need philosophy lessons.

- It takes six years to get to know him.
- But I don't have them, I'm six years old.

Come on, Paulie, relax. Come on.

We are here to work.

- Hey. Hey champ!
- Duke, old chap.

- Hey, it's all ready.
- Well. You know who he is, right?

Yes. It will be nice to work
with you and not against you!

- How are you feeling?
- Quite well thanks.

We have become modern,
but we train old-fashioned.

I'm going to say hello to the boys.

Hey. The champion is back!

- Let's leave. I have a reputation.
- What do you mean by reputation?

- You know it. I don't like these people.
- You do not like it?

Maybe they don't like you either, Paulie.

And what did I do to him?

And am I the one played?

- Stallone, come and meet the boys.
- I will be right back.

How are you guys?

Here, like this.
Come on, on your toes. On the tips.

On your toes, come on.

On the toes, on the toes.

Come on, Rock.

- It doesn't shine with elegance!
- That's why we're here, Paulie.

It is a waste of time.
He has heavy feet.

Stand well on your toes.
Come on, Rock, relax.

- Come on, get those feet off the ground.
- It will take time but he will succeed.

He can't train to
this crap music!

Come on, relax, Rock.
On the tips. Find the rhythm!

We will invent a new
dance, the snail step.

You can't train him like a black
boxer. He doesn't have the rhythm.

Come on.

- Don't I look like a fool?
- You're doing great.

It's all about improving your potency.

- Can you swim?
- With a name that means rock?

There is no time to lose.
Let's go. Another tub. Move!

- Another tub!
- It's not a fish. Looks good in the gym!

So he uses muscles
she didn't know she had.

Come on, Rock. Stretch now!
Hurry up, Rock. Move!

No one can change that much.
He's a puncher, not a boxer.

She keeps telling him so
and he'll never be a nobody.

Another tub. Come on!
Move. Move!

Force. Hurry, Rocky.
Come on. Let's go. Let's go!

Here, stretch.

Like this. You have to roll.
Strong, now, strong.

Stop it, drunkards! Or I will destroy you!

There are people trying to sleep.

Shut up, you filthy white bastard!

But why do I have to stay in this sewer?

It has no class.

Man, that Clubber is cool.

Fifteen rounds is a long time.

We have to roll it out first.

With the pace we'll have to keep,
Rocky can last seven, eight rounds.

Then he'll be knackered.

We have to roll it out first.

At least the water is warm.

We have never had
a real honeymoon.

It's not that bad.

You've been to worse places.

Rocky is in trouble in round two.

He hits a right!
He bloodied him!

Come on, Rock. Come on, come on.

Let's go. You have to give it your all.

Concentrate. Hop, hop.

Tiptoe, Rock. On the tips.
On your toes!

Give it your all, Rock! Concentrate.

Hurry up, Rock.
Force. Come on!

Have fun.

Like this. Calm down, calm down, calm down.

Soft. On the tips.

Don't force. Let go.

You will make it. It takes time, man.

Move your head, move your head. Up and down.

Come on come on.

Inside and outside. Inside.
Inside. Inside, beautiful.

- Right left. Move your head.
- Watch it. He has two hands, right?

What the hell, man! What the hell are you doing?

That puts you on your ass!

Come on, Rock, it's not a game.

Do you want to get five
weeks in the hospital this time?

- You say I was hard? That kills you.
- All right.

Come on. Use your head, man.
Think about the meeting!

Clubber Lang is here and
He's trying to hurt you, Rock.

There he is. A fist. Another.

Try to hurt yourself.
You have to fight it. You have to move.

He's on the ropes.
He can't get out of the corner!

Watch out for the hook!
Another hook. Another!

Damn, Rock. Move!

- What's wrong with you?
- Tomorrow. We'll continue tomorrow.

There is no tomorrow!

There is no tomorrow!

There is no tomorrow!

Keep one thing in mind.
We have to pick up speed.

You have to become elastic.
You have to gain speed. Clear?

Speed and endurance. That's
all we have to worry about, Rock.

Mickey had never made me do it.

Already. Okay. We leave.

Ready?

Departure. Street!

Come on come on! Push, push!

Force. Force!

Come on!

You can't win, Rock.

And you haven't had any
grit since you won those titles.

He'll knock you out in a flash, Rock.

What happens?

It's over. It's all over.

What's wrong with you?

Can I talk to you?

I have to ask you something important,
and I want you to tell me the truth.

- What?
- Why did you come here?

I don't want to know anymore.

If it's over because you want it, I'm happy.

That's it.

It's just that you've never
backed down since I've known you.

I don't know what you want to hear me say.
What happened?

Why did everything that
was beautiful become ugly?

What's so bad? tell me?

I destroyed everything
because I didn't think for myself.

Why didn't Mickey tell me how
things were in the first place?

He didn't have to lie to me and
make me think I was better than I was.

-He has never lied to you.
- Those meetings were bogus.

I've never met real boxers.

It was all set up to make me hold
the title longer than I should have.

You understand it?

Yes, but you have to understand that he loved
you and that his job was to protect you.

Protecting doesn't help.
It only makes things worse.

You wake up after years thinking you're
a champion and instead you're a failure.

We weren't going to keep
the title that long. So?

- At least that would have been true.
- It was true!

There is nothing true if you
don't believe in who you are.

And I no longer believe in myself.

When a boxer no longer believes
in himself, he's done. He closed.

You are not closed!
Why don't you tell me the truth?

Why are you torturing me like this?
Do you want the truth?

I don't want to lose what I have.

At first I didn't give a damn.
I would get in the ring and get beaten up.

Now it's you and the baby.
I don't want to lose everything!

What do we have that we can't give up?
What? The house, the cars, the money.

We have everything but the truth.
What's the truth, damn it?

I am afraid! All right?

Do you want to hear me say it?
Do you want to destroy me? I am afraid!

For the first time, I'm scared.

I'm scared too!
There's nothing wrong with that.

- Yes, for me yes.
- Why? You are human too.

I don't know. All I know is that I'm
a liar and that's why Mick is gone.

You didn't force him to do anything!

He was a grown man
and he did what he had to.

You have no right to feel guilty.

You were a champion.
And you did what you had to do.

You did what everyone
thought you should do.

Are you telling me those meetings
weren't real? I do not believe!

And what I believe doesn't matter. It's you
who carries that fear inside you, the fear

that they will take everything away from
you, that they will remember you as a coward,

that you are no longer a man.
Well, that's not true.

It doesn't matter if I tell you because
it's you who has to solve this thing.

Get rid of it!

Because when the
spotlights are off and they

stop shouting your
name, it'll just be us!

And you can't live like this.
We can't live like this.

Because it will haunt you for life.
See how he's done to you already now.

Apollo thinks you can do it.
Me too.

But you have to want to do it for the right
reasons. Not because you feel bad about Mickey.

Not for the people, not for the title,
not for the money, or for me. But for you.

Only for you. For yourself.

- What if I lose?
- You will have lost.

But at least you will have lost without apology.

Fearless.

And I know you can live with that.

Where does this grit come from?

I live with a boxer.

I really love you.

I love you.

No, no, no. Rock, no.
Light. Light.

Faster. Faster!

Well. Five more tubs.

Hit.

On the tips.

Hit. Take it.

Move faster.

As.

Faster. Faster. Force.

Very good.

Move your head. Great.

That's okay. Below. Up and down.

Throw it out.

Good boy.

Come on, pick them up now.
On the tips. On the tips.

Force. Force. Force.
Speed, speed, speed.

Faster. Fast. Yes!

Now. As!

Hey, Rocky the fish.

Yes! Yes!

Yes!

Good evening.
Here Stu Nahan with Bill Baldwin.

Welcome to Madison
Square Garden.

It's the day of the long-awaited
fight between former

champion Rocky Balboa and
reigning champion Clubber Lang.

We give the line to the cameras
inside the changing rooms.

A comment on how he intends
to fight Balboa? With what tactic?

I don't need tactics.
Balboa is predictable and stupid.

He always goes straight. He is tailor
made for me. And he will take them.

- Well.
- Turn them over. Well?

How does it look to you? Everything OK?

No, I don't hate Balboa.
But I pity that fool.

And I will destroy anyone who
tries to take what I have from me.

Remember where you come from.

Remember what
it took to get here.

And remember what he
did to you last time, okay?

They are two fighters, but with
Clubber Lang's grit and power, in my

opinion, it will be very difficult
for Balboa to regain the title.

Now it's your turn. It's your turn, understand?

What's your prediction?

- Prediction?
- Yes, the prediction.

Ache.

Lang likes to hit the body hard.

And Balboa may not have
recovered psychologically

from that nasty KO
Clubber defeated Io with.

And now.

- Here.
- What?

I want you to wear these.

Come on, Apollo. These are the
shorts you wore when we first met.

I don't... I can't put them on.

Just put them on.

- Really?
- Yes.

Thanks, Apollo.

Please wash them before
returning them to me.

I will do it.

- Thank you, Apollo.
- And remember,

After the meeting, you owe me a favor.

What favor?

I agree. In melee, Lang is
devastating and way too strong.

Rocky. Rocky.

Look, I want to tell you
that I'm proud of you.

It takes courage to change,
and you did. Show him, okay?

- Great job, Apollo.
- Thanks, Paulie.

Come on, Paulie.

Here come Rocky and Apollo,
the two former champions.

Fantastic. Check out Rocky.

Look at the tension in his
face, the tone of his body.

- Wow, how serious he looks.
- There is no doubt.

Stu, this is said to be Rocky's
last fight to win, lose or draw.

There he is, the Italian Stallion,
Rocky Balboa, steps into the ring.

Wow, he's skinny. I would say
that he has lost at least 10 kg.

Rocky Balboa,
Philadelphia's Man of Steel!

The crowd is with him tonight. Listen.

Balboa doesn't have a great technique,

but I have never seen
such fierce determination.

Wait, Stu.

The champion is coming,
Clubber Lang. Listen to the crowd.

Look at those eyes. I've never seen
anyone look so hostile. He's tough!

Clubber, go back where you came from.

He even hit a bystander.
View? Look at it a bit.

My God, he's scary. Wow, he's tough.

Clubber Lang, heavyweight
champion of the world.

Hey, stupid.
Ready for another defeat?

You should never have come back.

- Don't look at it.
- Let's be calm.

Hey, cool.

You there. After I
beat him, it's your turn.

- Stay away from me, idiot.
- Don't turn your back on me.

We have a fight before it starts.

This ring is ready to explode.

As the meeting is about to begin...

- Force!
- Let me go!

- You don't run away from me. Let him go.
- Come on.

Let him go. I want it.

- You said to be calm!
- But I was calm!

I am the champion.
I'll lay you down like last time!

You won't have to come looking for me.
I'm here.

Boxing fans from
all over the world,

welcome to Madison Square Garden

and at tonight's bout for the
heavyweight championship of the world.

The audience is ready tonight.

In the red corner

Me challenger, 87kg, from the

boxing capital of Philadelphia,

former heavyweight
champion of the world,

I Italian Stallion,

Rocky Balboa!

He's so thin he looks
like an average weight.

In the blue corner, 108 kg,

the hard hitter from Chicago,

the current heavyweight
champion of the world,

Clubber Lang!

Referee the match Lou Filippo.

Okay, guys. Here we are.

We went over the rules yesterday.
I will repeat only a few.

No low blows and blows to the back of the head.

If either one goes
down, go to the corner,

and wait there until
I tell you to get out.

It's clear? Requests?

Now go back to your corners.
Let's go.

- I destroy you.
- Give it a go!

We leave. The war has begun.
We are just waiting for the bell to ring.

Take off my belt.
I knock him out, that idiot.

Don't let that imbecile lead the game.
You are the best.

Hell.

Rhythm and power. Then hit him.

Rocky! Rocky! Rocky! Rocky!

It should be a great meeting.

And it begins.

Balboa comes right out of the
corner and attacks Clubber Lang!

He swipes left and right at
Clubber's face. What a start!

Another jab. Another one.

And one more.
Certainly not the Rocky we expected!

- Is fantastic.
- Fights more like Apollo Creed.

Another right. Another one!
Watch. Right and left to the face!

Clubber Lang doesn't understand what's
going on. He is dazzled by Rocky's style.

Look at the beating he's taking.

I can not believe it,

-he can't corner him!
- It's incredible!

Come on, beast.
Bring it on. Beat me.

That right is like a mechanical mallet.

- Rock, immobilize him!
- Give them to me. Hit me.

Come on, separate. After you.

A tough first round.

Rocky throws a couple of
right and left combinations.

Move. Move!

The crowd is literally in a frenzy.

It's a good left-right
combination from Rocky.

- It's a nice left.
- Go!

Give them to him!

It's Rocky Balboa night.

They're taking him back to his corner.

We have pandemonium in the
ring at the end of the first round.

Lang wants to continue. He doesn't
want to know about the end of the round.

Well, you are amazing. Don't lose
your head and let's bring home the title.

- I `ll kill you!
- He is strong.

I kill him. I kill him.

Now he's going to hit hard, okay?

- Don't let him get close.
- Attack and move.

Lang was at the mercy of Rocky.

I don't think Lang knew
what hit him in this first round.

Here we are.
The bell for the second round.

Now it's Lang who comes out to attack Rocky.

Rocky has him cornered
and keeps hitting left and right.

A right to the face. Another.

He's setting it up nicely.
Five unanswered shots.

Kill him. kill him!

- Get out of there!
- Go back.

Come on, get out of there.

Well!

Separate yourselves. separate!

- What are you doing?
- Come on, Balboa!

- Force!
- Move those feet!

Raise your guard. Come on, Rock!

That right hit Rocky again.

Balboa is in trouble now.

Block it, damn it!

- Come on, Rocky!
- This is the Clubber round.

And Balboa is down!

- Get up, damn it!
- Force!

- Five.
-He's in trouble.

Six.

Seven.

It's still Lang. Lang with a left.
One more left and one right.

A right! Another right!

And Balboa is down again.

Get up!

Stop the meeting.

- Six.
- I still have some to give you, get up.

I still have plenty to give you. Come on.

He leaves again. Charged clubbers.

You don't hurt me. You don't hurt me.

You don't hurt me. You are nobody!

You must be crazy.
You're just a poor fool.

- But I didn't get stoned.
- He's a fool. A fool.

How did he recover
from those beatings?

What the hell are you doing?

- It's a tactic. I know what I do.
- No, you don't know.

- He's the one who has to attack.
- It's nobody. He is my.

If you're hand to hand with him, he'll
kill you. He will blow your head off.

-Don't..
.-she's getting tired.

Don't waste your shots.
Don't try to knock it out with a punch.

He uses his head.
Wear it out. It's all yours.

I know what I do.

I don't care what you know, Rock.
Go and strike. Tiger eyes.

Break his head. He is just a man.

You must be more of a man than him.
Stick it. Tiger eyes.

Up and down. Right and left.

Round three, it's going to be a
tough round. I start a little slower...

It's my round.

This time I knock you down.

You are mine. You are mine.

- Come on!
- I'll lay you down.

And Rocky throws three
right to his head and a left.

He's back. These are heavyweights.

Get out of there!

A straight left to his face.

Get out of there!

- Force.
- Finish it.

Come on! Come on!

Again and again.

- He gets himself killed.
-No, no, he's getting angry.

The whole world is watching you.
lay me down.

Harder. You'll make it?
Hit harder.

No!

Get out of there!

Rocky!

Come on, Rock. Hands up, Rock.

YES.

My mother hits harder. After you.

A little louder. In the face, come on.

Force!

Come on, champion. You don't hurt me!

You are nobody!

Rocky! Rocky!

We begin to understand Rocky's tactics.
He's tiring Clubber.

He duped him. And now Rocky is attacking.
Look at that barrel.

He's lifting him off the
ground with those fists.

He's wild.

Lang is completely lost.

Look at Balboa now.

Look at him. Somehow he's back.

And Lang doesn't know how to defend himself.

- Even stronger!
- Now!

What a return of Balboa!

Force. Force.

Force. Force.

Come on!

Yes!

The crowd went crazy!

- Standing!
- Five.

Six.

Seven.

Eight. Nine.

Ten. Out!

He bows, prays and hits the floor!

Here he is, the new heavyweight
champion of the world, Rocky Balboa!

Rocky is exhausted!

We made it!

Ladies and Gentlemen,
the winner by knockout...

- Are you OK?
- Never been better. Never been better.

...The world heavyweight
champion, Io Stallone from Italy,

Rocky Balboa!

- Hey, we made a deal.
-I know, but he's crazy.

Yeah. Crazy, right?

But it makes sense. You owe me a favor.

I know but...
When did you think about it?

- Three years ago.
- This is madness, Apollo.

Stallone, when you won your
last fight, you beat me by a second.

Hard to digest for
someone as smart as me.

- Didn't you say you passed Him?
- I lied.

Ah, you lied.

- So now you have to prove yourself?
- No TV and newspapers. Just you and me.

Nobody. Just you and me.
Seniors first.

- As you like.
- I'll do the heavy lifting, okay?

You better go slow because
you're not so young anymore.

I'm young enough to bully you.

Oh yes? And how do you plan to do it?
You taught me everything you know.

Almost everything. Remember
you hit big but I'm big!

- Are you ready?
- Certain.

You know, Stallone, it's such
a shame we have to get old.

Bring it on, Apollo.

Do you want to ring the bell?

Okay'! -

Come on, Stallion.

Come on.

Wow, you move well for your age!

You are fit. I taught you well.

You taught me too well.
See how it moves!

On guard now.
Stop wasting your time. Come on.

- Maybe you're the wrong person.
- Look out. Are you ready?