Chuck Page #7

You thought the Ali fight was big.

Ali's small potatoes compared to this.

They should call it Wepner 2.

What are they gonna do about your face?

It's like I been training for this

my whole life.

Going toe-to-toe with Sylvester Stallone

on the silver screen.

Notify the other planets, John.

A star is born.

In f***in' Bayonne.

Right? Give me another one of these?

That's it right there.

Rocky ll.

I never seen one of these.

Not many people have. Very hush-hush.

It's called a screenplay.

- Well, how'd you get it?

- Yeah.

What do you mean, how did I get it?

I'm in it.

Sly wants me to go down to Philly

tomorrow, meet with the producers.

Wrote me a part.

- You wanna run some lines?

- What?

It's what they do, they run lines.

All right, let's run some f***in' lines.

Here we go. Hey...

Those lines.

"You know, in 1952,

they had me ranked number five.

"I'm not... I'm not kidding you.

They... They ranked me number five.

"Marciano, Walcott, and Charles

are still around.

"But they had me up there

ranked number five."

Watch. This is good.

"Miss, I got no special problem.

"I tell you what, I'm a big, ugly slob.

I look like a freak.

"But I was almost

the heavyweight champion of the world.

"Why don't you put that down

on that paper someplace?

"Mountain Rivera was no punk.

"Mountain Rivera was almost

the heavyweight champion of the world."

Oh, my God.

That was good.

Seriously, that was really good.

Thank you.

You are ready for your close-up, Mr. Deville.

I got a lump in my throat, I swear.

For my second act,

I'd like to do my impression of Sonny Liston

in his last fight with Muhammad Ali.

Taking a dive.

We gotta finish it.

We gotta finish all of it!

Come on, come on, come on!

Chuck, hey, hey. You're supposed to be late.

It's show business.

All right.

Where's the button?

- Where's the button?

- I'll get it.

Where's the f***in' button?

There's gotta be...

Get your b*obs out of the way.

Mr. Wepner.

Hey, how you doin'?

- Right this way. They're waiting for you.

- She knows you. You're in.

- This is like a no-brainer.

- Give me one of them Tic Tacs?

I gotta be f***in' crazy.

I need your friends to wait here.

- Wait. They can't come with me?

- Follow me.

Excuse me. Miss?

Miss, they came all the way

from Jersey to meet Sly.

- You don't think...

- Come on.

Hey, you wanna run lines?

Hey, there he is.

Hey, how are you, Chuck?

Hey, Sly. How's it goin'?

I'm good. Hey. You good?

- Yeah, I'm great.

- All right.

Thanks for making the trip down here.

- Hey, I was in the neighborhood?

- What?

- Nothing.

- Yeah.

Everybody, this is Chuck Wepner.

The real deal.

How you doin', everybody?

Boy, that's some spread you got there.

Bagels and lox,

that's what I'm talking about.

- Hey, so, let's do this?

- What?

You ready to read, Champ?

Sh*t, yeah. Hey.

- I was born ready, you know?

- Great.

- Hey, all right, Chuck. Okay.

- It's what I do.

You stand right about there, all right?

All right, now, in this scene,

- Rocky and Ching are sparring, right?

- Yeah.

Mickey, your old trainer,

is watching ringside,

and you are jealous

because you feel that, really,

it should be you getting the title shot.

It's a bitter pill, you know?

There's somebody else

getting what's rightfully yours.

Try and feel that.

Hey, I ain't gotta try to feel that, Sly.

It's, you know, it's me.

Yeah, that's right. That's perfect.

That's beautiful. All right.

So, I'll do Rocky,

and Charlotte's gonna read Mickey.

- All right.

- Ready?

Yeah. So, we're just...

We're just moving, right?

- We're just working.

- We're just sparring.

- We're in the gym, yeah.

- All right.

All right, ready?

Hey!

Hey, come on!

Hey, what was that?

We're supposed to be working here.

- I'm sorry, Sly.

- No problem. Take your time.

"You're a bum.

"I can lick you and any other guy

in this gym! One day..."

Yeah, but we're just working.

I'm getting in shape for the title fight.

Listen, you're being paid to spar with him.

Just do your job.

- Sh*t, I'm sorry. Sorry. This line...

- Nah, it's all right. Look. Look.

- Chuck, just relax. This is you.

- I'm sorry.

This is you. You got it. Just do you.

Just be yourself.

Let's start over. Let's do it again.

Yeah. All right.

Ready? Yeah, okay.

- We're movin'. Come on.

- Yeah.

Just be loose.

Hey!

Hey, come on, what was that?

We're supposed to be working here.

You're a bum!

I can lick you and any other guy in this gym!

And one day...

Yeah, but we're just workin'.

I'm getting in shape for the title fight.

Listen. You're being paid to spar with him.

Just do your job.

What's goin' on?

I mean, he's supposed to be

my sparring partner!

Thank you.

- We all right, Sly?

- Hey, look, come here.

Come here.

Did I do something wrong?

No, no, no. You didn't do anything wrong.

Now listen.

I want you in this movie.

Go in the bathroom, take a minute,

study the script, kick it around,

then come back, try it again.

You got this, all right?

All you gotta do is you.

- Okay, Champ?

- Yeah. All right.

- All right.

- Thanks, Sly.

Chuck.

Yeah.

Hi.

Sure.

Two ounces? Gee, that's some party

you're throwing there?

All right. I'll call my guy.

Yeah. Okay.

I'll see you at the Silhouette at 8:00.

All right, bye.

Was that Devon?

- Is that his name?

- Yeah, that's his name.

Devon. Wants two ounces.

Two ounces? Geez.

He say where he was going?

You got a f***in' one-track mind.

Hello.

- Hey, it's Phyllis.

- Hey, Phyllis.

- Where's Chuck? Is he with you?

- Yeah.

Well, he's supposed to be at school

with his daughter.

Right now? You sure? Chuck!

Chuck, it's Phyllis.

She says you were supposed to be

at some kid's thing? At school?

- Hey, Phyll.

- It's Parents' Day.

- Yeah.

- What? You forgot again?

No, I know. I didn't forget.

Are you coming?

- Yeah. All right, relax. Relax.

- She wants to see you right now.

I'm coming right now. All right. Bye.

You're going to school now?

Chuck, seriously, you don't look so good.

You wanna do a bump?

Yeah.

I'm here.

Here I am. I'm sorry.

Hey! Here's my little girl.

Hi, Daddy.

How's she doin'?

Smart as a whip?

Takes after her mother, thank God.

Where's my manners? I'm sorry.

I'm Chuck, Kimberly's dad.

Pleasure to meet you, Mr. Wepner.

Yeah. Nice to meet you.

You can call me Chuck or Champ.

You follow boxing?

No, I don't.

No?

You see Rocky?

- Chuck.

- What?

Is that the report card?

All right. Look at this.

It's upside down, Daddy.

She doesn't miss a beat, this one.

- I'm so sorry. It's...

- Hey, you don't have to apologize.

- I made a mistake.

- Chuck, stop it.

It's a mistake. For...

- Stop it.

- Okay.

So, what are we doin' here?

Actually, I was just saying that

she's one of my brightest students in class.

- Of course.

- She's been doing really great.

- Very proud of her. Yeah.

- Good. Good.

Hey. Hey, I wanna show you something.

I... I wrote you a poem.

You're gonna like this.

It's... It's called "My Little Girl."

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