Girlfight
Don't lie to me.
I know that something is up.
Why do we have to keep talking
about this? It's over.
Look, he's not all that anyway.
- But I like him.
- Marisol, it's a free country.
Just because you have a crush on him
doesn't mean you own him.
You didn't even notice him
until you found out I liked him.
- Please. Get over yourself.
- It's true.
You could have any boy you want
in this school, and you choose him.
Look, nothing happened.
Okay?
Can we be friends now?
You f***ed him.
I did not.
You're lying.
You had sex with him?
Guzman, you suck.
It didn't mean anything to me. If he
prefers me over you, is that my problem?
Maybe it's time
you took a look in the mirror.
It's time for a makeover.
Apologize to her.
- Excuse me?
- You heard me. Say you're sorry.
Yeah, right.
Come on, girls, let's bounce.
I'm telling you,
that b*tch is psycho.
Get off me, you f***in' b*tch!
Jesus.
American Gladiators.
Show's over.
You kids are late for class.
You're f***ing crazy, Guzman!
- You started it, you f***in' b*tch!
- Enough!
- She's lying!
- Yo, Tiny, check your sister!
- You know what you did.
- Both of you are at fault.
- I didn't do nothing!
- Except be your stinky, skanky self.
I said hustle, or all of you
end up in detention!
Report after school,
or you're suspended.
See you.
You are another story.
Now come on.
This is your fourth fight
this semester.
You simply can't continue
to behave like this.
Have you ever considered
how much more effective it would be...
to talk about your disagreement?
You have a serious problem.
In or out of school, your life
is only gonna get harder because of it.
You might want us to find someone
who can help you deal with this.
I don't need any help.
Fine. It's up to you.
I am out of options.
One more fight,
and you're expelled.
Who cares if I'm expelled?
Diana, ask yourself
that question.
Up the ante. Up.
- Money on the wood.
- Hey there, it's Diana.
Oh, yeah,
the gym's probably closed by now.
- I got held up at school.
- You in trouble again?
Here. Tell Hector I'll have
the rest for him next week.
Not after this game.
- Where am I going?
- Take the 61 to York.
It's near the water.
Why you sending your girl
down there?
'Cause she's paying Hector.
My good man from Panama's training Tiny.
Man, you're the living likeness
of your mother.
- I was just saying...
- Just play.
Later.
You need some variety.
I give it to you.
I'm looking for Hector.
The ring in the back.
The right, Tiny.
Remember your combinations, Tiny.
- Last round.
- You said we go to four.
He's not ready.
Not ready, huh?
Where the hell's Don?
- What's up?
- You better keep your eye on this bozo.
- He don't listen to a word I say.
- Well, make him listen.
What the f***?
That's my brother, you little sh*t.
Let me go!
I'm gonna get her!
I gotta put you in a cage?
- The ho hit me first.
- I mean that crap in the ring.
It's embarrassing. Being beaten twice
in a day makes me look like a p*ssy.
Hey, watch your mouth.
- Why'd you mess with Ray like that?
- He's a punk, Tiny.
- We were sparring.
- It didn't look that way to me.
Here, this is from my dad.
You Sandro's kid too?
- How come I never heard about you?
- I don't know. I'm his pride and joy.
Jesus Christ.
Nice meeting you.
Yeah.
You been humiliated.
You fight dirty with a little kid.
Then you got slaped by a little girl.
That's weak, Ray.
The b*tch is lucky
I didn't kill her.
- You spared her some mighty force, huh?
- That's right.
Who's the dish?
Should have me a taste
and find out.
Little man.
- You know I was just playin', right?
- I know.
Can we shake?
Thought you had a friend.
Come on, man.
Hey, killer.
I forgive you too.
- Oh, yeah?
- Yeah.
I mean, I guess you never
learned how to be a lady.
You shouldn't hit people
like that.
I couldn't resist.
Tiny, let's go.
Got that scholarship application
I told you about.
- For that art school?
- Yeah. It's cool.
You gotta learn all kinds of stuff
before you can do any work.
You know,
to get a foundation.
Sounds like
a waste of time to me.
Learn how to draw.
What's that gonna get you, Tiny?
Ajob painting somebody's house
out in Long Island somewhere?
Maybe.
Edward clean you out
like he said he would?
Yeah, well, he screws himself
when he talks like that.
I'm not finished.
I know.
So, how was school, champ?
It was okay.
Lots of excitement.
When I was a kid,
school was so boring...
I thought I'd piss in my pants
waiting to get out in the world.
So, did it happen?
What?
Did you get out in the world?
What kind of question is that?
Dad.
It's Ms. Martinez.
When?
No, she didn't mention it.
Yes.
Yeah.
Okay.
Why you always gotta
f*** up like this, huh?
Veronica asked for it.
You embarrass me. Sometimes
I don't even think you're mine.
Maybe I'm not your kid.
by the time I come back.
If I was enough of a skeez,
I could pull that off.
Why would you want to?
Veronica say anything to you?
Yeah, if she wants
to choke on her teeth.
Always with
that damn mirror of hers.
"Let me get made up just perfect
so I can suck your dick...
which is all I'm good for
anyway."
- Let it rest with her already.
- How come?
Because she can be bitchy,
but that's not all she's about.
- Some f***ing loyalty.
- Don't be like that.
She treats you like sh*t.
WHy take her side?
Diana, I don't take sides.
Veronica don't even mean
half the stuff she says.
Look, I just wanna be friends
with everybody. That's the way I am.
Yeah, well, I hate her,
and that's the way I am.
Set his wife on fire,
then fatally shot himself.
Neighbors of the slain woman
expressed shock and sorrow today as...
Knock knock.
It was open.
You here to beat me up?
Remember her from the other day?
The bare knuckles.
You should've seen Ray's face.
Hey, I'm trying to say something.
I wanna be a boxer.
Sure.
It's a great workout.
No, for real.
I wanna fight.
- You can train, but you can't fight.
- Why not?
You just can't.
Girls don't have
the same power as boys.
Why not aerobics?
Am I talking to you?
Nice.
There's plenty of things you can do
better with your life than box.
Prove it.
You got money?
'Cause I don't work for free.
A little.
I charge $10 a session,
and that's cut-rate.
I don't have
that kind of cash.
Well, there you go.
- Dad?
- Hmm?
You know how you pay for Tiny
to train with Hector?
Well, I was thinking on
how that's like an allowance.
And I should get one too.
It's not an allowance.
Then what is it?
I'm preparing him
for the world out there.
- Yeah, but...
- Look, it's insurance.
These kids are gonna
eat him alive.
- That's not true.
- Tiny, it is true.
What if he doesn't want to box?
Sure, he wants to.
What kid wouldn't?
He could go to college, Dad. He could
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