Ali Page #7

- And you deserve it. You deserve it.

This prophet is comin' home,

goin' from the darkness to the light.

Soak it in this

for about 20 minutes.

We don't need their management.

Hey, Herbert, we did good.

Doin' good tonight.

All praise to Allah.

The messenger has lifted

your suspension.

Congratulations.

So you're sayin'

I can be a Muslim again.

- Yes.

- I ain't never stopped.

Just like I ain't never stopped

bein' the champ.

I begged my father

to reinstate you.

When? When you do that, Herbert?

After I promoted this Quary fight

or after I won it?

- We can get Frazier.

- Man, I done already got Frazier.

We can get $5 million for Frazier.

We talkin' management,

talkin' money or talkin' religion?

When I got leery

and talked up why I'm broke...

then come the suspension.

Now you explain that one to me,

my brother.

That was my father.

Your father.

I love your father, Herbert.

I swear, man. I love the Nation.

But it don't own me.

You go on out there

and you make that Frazier deal.

My brother.

Yeah, your brother Herbert.

Go on somewhere,

make that deal.

And he accepts me.

I'm Jewish, but yet he's Muslim...

and we still get along.

He understands me. He understands me

and he still allows me to hang with him.

He knows I like pork and white women,

but still allows me to be here with him.

Now, I can give up pork...

but them white women,

goddamn it!

How you deal with it, boy?

Hello?

Muhammad, it's for you.

Thank you, Lana.

- Yeah?

- Muhammad? Howard Cosell.

- You TKO'd them.

- Hey, what you talkin' about, Howard?

- With Quary?

- No.

The Supreme Court ruled today...

in the case of The United States

vs. Cassius Clay...

aka Muhammad Ali.

You won an eight-to-zero

unanimous decision.

You're free.

Congratulations.

I'm free.

The Supreme Court

just set me free.

What are you talkin' about?

Eight-to-oh, unanimous decision.

The Supreme Court

just overturned my conviction.

- Yes!

- All right. All right.

- Did we get 'em, Ali?

- We got 'em, man.

Hey, man.

- Did we do it?

- We did it, man.

They wanna be on your side now because

the truth has shown itself to the power.

Now the power's comin' to the truth.

That's what it is.

And the truth tastes good

when there's a belly full of lies.

- What you talkin' about?

- It don't matter. It don't matter.

Ladies and gentlemen,

for the undisputed heavyweight

championship of the world.

In this corner, the contender and former

heavyweight champion of the world...

weighing in at 213 pounds...

with a record of 31 and 0

with 25 knockouts...

Muhammad Ali!

His opponent,

weighing in at 2051/2 pounds...

with a record of26 and 0

with 23 knockouts...

the current heavyweight

champion of the world...

Smokin? Joe Frazier!

I want a good, clean fight.

Protect yourself at all times.

Gentlemen, touch gloves.

Good luck to both of you.

Come on!

Stick him! Come on!

That's okay, champ.

Don't stop fightin'.

What's comin'?

Lean back, man.

Move back. Work, legs.

Ain't nobody hurt.

That's all right.

Ain't no--

Keep puttin' out.

Come on.

- Move, Ali!

- Back, back, back!

Muhammad, you said

you were gonna win the fight.

How do you account

for the beating you've taken?

- Did he hurt you?

- Joe said you don't wanna fight again.

Oh, how wrong he is.

- Why would it be different?

- Muhammad, wait!

- But I wanna ask him something!

- We all wanna ask him something.

- Sons of b*tches! Get outta here!

- When are you gonna get a hairpiece?

Don't worry about it.

You lost all of yours.

You cue ball head motherf***er.

Get outta here!

- Just one more question.

- Let me talk to him.

We're close to the start

of round one.

Now that Smokin? Joe

done run outta tomato cans...

I got Yank to commit to a rematch

with you in about six months.

Frazier said he'd be happy

with three mil.

I'll fly to Jamaica, get Yank to sign

right after Joe beats this big stiff.

I think he hurt Joe Frazier.

I think Joe is hurt.

Down goes Frazier!

Down goes Frazier!

- Down goes Frazier!

- Get up, Joe.

The heavy weight champion is

taking the mandatory eight count...

and Foreman

is spoised as can be.

Foreman is all over Frazier.

And Frazier is down again!

He maybe--

No, he's rising.

It's over! It is over!

It'd be easy to get a fight

with Frazier now.

Only thing he's champion of

is gettin' knocked down.

George Foreman is

the heavyweight champion of the world.

The Rumble in the Jungle.

That is the name that I've given it.

Muhammad Ali and George Foreman

in Kinshasa, Zaire.

- Don, Zaire?

- Yeah, Don.

I mean, why not Antarctica,

somethin' like that?

What's wrong with New York City?

Because you miss the significance.

See, I dream of overcoming

to the dawn of a new day of liberation,

financial and otherwise.

It will raise up the spirits

of our inner cities.

It will rise up and fill with hope,

the souls...

the unrequited needs

of the black proletariat.

That is, the discouraged, dispirited,

denigrated denizens...

of the demimonde

that is called the ghetto.

Man, Don, you crazy.

You must've studied the whole

"D" section of the dictionary.

Good morning, sister.

Hi, brother.

How you doin', champ?

Why they saying that?

What they sayin'?

What that mean?

I don't understand.

- It means--

- What?

It mean, "Ali, kill him.

Ali, kill him."

The champ is here!

Ladies and gentlemen, the heavyweight

champion of the world has arrived!

The champ is here!

Hey, man.

He's quite younger than you.

How you feeling about that?

He's quite younger than me?

Well, we quite younger than you.

What you talkin' about? Thirty-two

years old. Best shape of my life.

Hey, stop!

All right, back up.

Did you see Muhammad Ali?

- Here's your water.

- Oh, thank you, hon.

Bottled water.

Frozen steaks.

Brought all that stuffin

like Africa's ain't got no steaks.

- You could pick up parasites.

- Mobutu eats it.

Mobutu's takin' care of Mobutu.

He steals all the wealth

and sends it to Switzerland.

What that got to do

with any of why we here?

We are here 'cause Don King

got Mobutu to put up $10 million.

Don King don't care about Africa.

He's worse than Herbert.

Here come Herbert.

And Don King fit right in too.

Now he's a dashiki-wearin' rip-off.

Don King delivered the first-ever...

black-promoted

championship fight in Africa.

Don King talks black,

lives white and thinks green.

And you're defending him

and Brother Herbert?

'Cause clean-cut Muslims in a parade

on the South Side of Chicago...

ain't gonna get this done!

I got to put honkies with connections

and bad-ass niggas to it.

And now they matched you up

against George Foreman.

Do you think they give a damn

if you get killed?

So that's what you think?

I just wanna know why

my Muslim husband...

is allowing himself

to get strung up on a cross.

Just tell me why.

Mayum's sick.

Maybe I ought to go back

to Chicago and look after her?

Sure.

Well, then I guess

I'll be back before the fight.

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