Bleed for This

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Uh...

Vinny went to the wrong hotel.

The wrong hotel?

Yeah.

Motherf***er, how many Caesar

palace they got in Las Vegas?

- He'll be here. -We are

gonna start the weigh-in.

If Pazienza is

not here by 7:
00,

he will be disqualified.

Sh*t.

Ash.

Ash, answer the phone!

Hello?

Tell Vinny they're going ahead.

They're going ahead.

Just hold them off.

- Tell them I'm coming.

- He's coming.

Where's he at? Where's he at?

He's on the f***ing bicycle.

No, his weight.

What f***in' weight's he at?

Where you at, Vinny?

I'm comin'!

He's comin'.

139 pounds and three quarters.

F***.

Tell Vinny that

Roger made weight.

- Where the f***'s your boy?

- What are you so worried about?

Where the hell you have to be?

Beating your pizza-faced,

Liberace son back to Boston.

Hey! Hey! Hey!

We're from Providence!

He'll be here. He'll be here.

Calm down.

He'll be here. Don't you worry about it.

He's gonna be here.

He'll be here.

He's gonna be here.

He gonna make it?

Got a little surprise for you.

Get your motherfucking dick

out my face.

He can't take his eyes off me.

He still looks big.

This is gonna be close.

140 pounds even.

Yeah!

Yeah!

Behind me the casino here

at Caesar's,

and, yes, the Eve

of the big fight.

Roger Mayweather

defending against Vinny Pazienza

for the WBC super lightweight

championship.

Bottom line is that I'm willing to

die in that ring tomorrow night.

I don't think he's ready

to make that sacrifice.

Damn straight,

'cause there ain't no need to.

Boy thinking about dying

instead of boxing.

That should tell you all

you need to know.

Motherf***er,

tomorrow night you gone.

Yeah? I'm gonna rain on you

like a thunderstorm.

You scary.

Yeah.

Do me a favor. Tomorrow

you get yourself a tic tac.

If you're this close to me tomorrow,

I'm gonna knock you the f*** out.

You all right, champ?

Yeah, yeah. I'm feelin' good.

Yeah.

I know you are.

You need anything?

Nah, I'm good.

- What you doin'? You goin' to bed?

- Yeah. Big day tomorrow.

Hey, you should hit the hay too.

Yeah, definitely, pop.

Okay. Good night.

Good night.

Five the fever! Wally

cleaver loves the beaver!

Yeah.

All right. Hey, hey.

Blow on those.

Yeah!

Baby. You're up 100k,

all right?

Shouldn't you just

call it quits?

Yeah, yeah.

Just order another OJ.

I'm not thirsty.

What are you doing here?

I'm splitting tens.

Don't you think you should be

getting some rest for tomorrow?

- It is tomorrow.

- Yeah, relax. Just go ahead.

All right. Yeah.

Okay. Yeah.

Mmm.

Too many. Too many! Yes!

Mmm!

Baby, come on!

Vinny! Vinny! God, Vinny!

Yeah, baby.

Yeah. Yeah! Too many!

Oh.

He's an animal.

Who splits tens

on a $20,000 hand?

You shut up.

Come on, Vinny! Come on!

Oh, solid right hand

inside by Mayweather.

Pazienza stopped in his tracks.

Got his attention

pretty good right there.

What are you doing?

Get in there!

Solid right hand

right on the eye.

That hurt him.

I question, though,

whether we'll ever see

Pazienza in the ring again

after taking a beating

like this.

Knock him down!

Right back.

I'm telling you,

he's got a lot of heart.

- More action after the bell.

I can take that all day!

You got nothing! Come on!

Come on!

I got it, I got it.

I'm fine.

I got it, I got it.

I got this. I got it.

Give us your score.

Okay, I've got it eight rounds to

three, 107-101, favor Roger Mayweather.

I think he's winning

the fight big...

Good right hand there.

Best right hand of the fight.

- Right on that eye.

- Why let it go any farther?

Well, because he's a fighter.

- He wants to finish the fight.

- That's true.

- What's going on? -Nothing, ma.

He's still in his corner.

I'm stopping that fight.

I'm not waiting for a doctor

to make the decision.

You're not gonna win on points.

You gotta knock him out.

Vinny, you gotta knock him out.

Hey, champ, champ.

You all right?

Yeah. Yeah, fine, pop.

Okay. You got this.

You got this.

Now let's bury him!

Come on!

Two hands, Vinny!

Oh! God...

His eye. Work that cut.

You've got ketosis.

- What does that mean?

- I'm just dehydrated, pop.

We're in the desert, Vinny. I

see a lot of dehydration cases.

This isn't that.

Doc, I've been doing it this way forever.

This is how it goes for me.

Well, you can't keep doing

it like this. Yeah.

Thank you, doc.

Appreciate it.

No.

It's weird, ma.

It's not weird.

Don't put so much salt on it.

I'm not. I'm putting parsley. You would

if you didn't knock this thing over.

Stop crying about the

f***ing elephant already.

There we go.

Honest.

I'm not crying.

Hey, you want to set the table, John?

All right. All right.

Go.

Hey, ma,

you watch the fight yet?

Oh, no. No, I can't

watch you get hurt.

Yeah, well, you know

I don't get hurt.

Where's the tape at?

It's in the VCR.

Okay.

Can you put that there? Will

you move this off the table?

I can't do two things

at once, can I?

For the WBC

super lightweight title.

If will and want

to alone was all that mattered,

Pazienza can beat this guy, but

will can only take you so far

unless you can bring

some skill along with it.

It's called an old-fashioned

"paint job" in Philadelphia.

And for about

the half-dozenth time

they scrimmage after the bell.

And Lou Duva goes after

Roger Mayweather.

Now, that's one of the silliest

things he could ever have done.

Well,

then Mayweather punched him.

Lou!

You're talking about a guy

in his 60s.

Vinny, shut it off.

We're eatin'.

Okay. Yeah, I'm comin'.

That's not professional.

How'd it feel to take a shot

from a world champ?

He hits like a altar boy.

What's the next move for Vinny

after this fight?

I don't know

if there's gonna be a next.

Now's not the time

for an announcement,

but as far as I'm concerned, Vinny

Pazienza shouldn't fight no more.

Now boxing's been good to him,

and he's been good to boxing,

and that's where it should end.

Excuse me. I'm sorry.

Come here, Vinny.

I'm good.

Come here.

I'll have more.

Ridiculous.

I don't know what you expect.

- Be happy with what you got.

- It's gonna fall out of his head.

Pop, stay calm, all right?

I need to set up the next fight.

Vinny, Angelo. Come on in.

Angelo.

Uh, what a surprise.

- How you doin', Vinny?

- They block the driveway?

We need to talk.

You should have called first. You know

I don't take meetings in the house.

Yeah, and you should have thought

before opening your f***ing mouth

and telling the whole world

my son should retire.

All right, all right.

Come on now.

Lou, let's talk.

Come on.

Fine. Let's talk.

Vinny ain't done, Lou.

And even if you think he is,

you got no business

announcing it on HBO.

What the f***.

Vinny'll decide when he's done.

I wish we'd spoken first,

but it's not a perfect world.

It's fine.

It's all right. Lou.

- I need another fight.

What's with the deep f***in' breath? You

owe him another fight in his contract.

Pop.

Lookit, Vinny.

All I'm saying is that I think

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