Locker 13 Page #2

Have a good fight.

I plan on it, Doc.

How you feeling?

Feeling good?

Feeling strong.

Good.

Well, you're looking good, baby.

You're looking really good.

Now, I want you to remember

what we talked about.

In the first round,

I want you to hang back.

I want you to feel him out,

see what he's got.

No heavy stuff.

After the first round,

Archie and Jesse,

they're gonna call the shots.

You listen to them, all right?

The girl.

What's your name?

- Lucy.

- Yeah, yeah. Wish him luck.

Good luck, Tommy.

Don't get hurt.

Hey, you don't say that!

You say, "Kick his ass!"

Kick his ass.

Now let's hear it

for the middleweight fight

of the evening!

All right.

I feel big things, Tommy.

Big things.

Come on! Let's fight!

And now entering the arena,

in a shocking comeback,

Tommy "The Trigger" Novak!

Tommy! Get in here!

Jesse! Archie!

You gotta work on him!

Clean him up!

Make sure he doesn't go into shock!

That's not supposed to happen, right?

All right!

You! Take that sh*t outside!

There's a dead man out there!

They carried him out!

All right, they carried him out!

Sometimes it goes down that way!

It goes down that way?

He's a killer!

We all saw it!

All right!

Keep your voice down!

I got a call here.

It's Vegas.

Yeah, Maury?

Why didn't you stop?

Couldn't you see that he was...?

Why didn't you stop?

Why didn't you stop?

I couldn't stop!

Why didn't I stop?

Why didn't I stop?

Why didn't the ref call the fight?

Don, why?

All right, Archie, Jesse,

give me a moment

with my boy here.

Good.

This is a terrible thing.

It's tragic, but it comes

with our line of work.

Everybody knows that.

Tommy, people are lining up.

Promoters, they want in

on the Tommy Novak business.

Don, I couldn't stop!

I couldn't stop!

It wouldn't stop!

I couldn't stop!

All right, all right,

you want to cry, you cry.

You want to screw that cooz,

I'll bring her back in.

I'll get you another.

But you have got to work

to get this out of your system.

You gotta get it together.

You gotta get ready, Tommy,

for big things.

Big things.

All right, I gotta take this.

Doc, give him something

to calm him down.

Yeah, Maury...

You didn't even break a sweat.

Let's get this over with.

You seen this before, right, Doc?

No, I've never seen

anything like this before.

He was dead

before he hit the canvas.

There was something wrong, Doc!

You shouldn't have let him fight!

There was nothing

wrong with him.

There was nothing wrong

with Billy Marco.

How's Billy?

Don didn't tell you?

That figures.

He died this morning, Tommy.

They declared him brain-dead,

took him off life support.

He was gone in minutes.

Congratulations on your new career.

You shove your congratulations!

You think I don't feel nothin'?

You think I'm proud of this?

Prove it!

Get in the ring

without killing someone!

Can you do that?

Hey, killer.

How those gloves fit?

Sometimes they don't

fit a man's hands too good,

but they fit you perfect.

Whose are they?

Whose are they?

They're yours, Tommy.

They ain't mine.

You're a natural fighter.

You always had it.

You always felt it.

You just needed

the right gear to use it.

Now you know what you can do,

what you can be.

Big things.

No. This ain't me.

Big things.

Nah, this ain't me.

This ain't me.

Stay back.

Tommy,

what are you talking about?

Matches! Matches!

I only got a lighter. Here.

What the hell are you doing?

Let it burn.

And that's why tomorrow is critical.

That Perez fight,

it knocked us back a bit.

Shitty decision, huh?

Absolutely. Lousy judges.

But we still got the momentum

from your first two

comeback fights,

and we gotta build on that buzz

before it's old news.

So, today,

I want you to do a real workout,

and I got you a good partner.

He's real hungry.

He just got back in.

He needed a little favor,

so he's gonna

work you hard, right?

You ready?

Work him hard!

Hard choices define who we are.

You decide everything

until Charon comes for you.

Who comes for me?

The Boatman.

Who the hell's the Boatman?

Exactly. The tour continues.

Well, she doesn't

exactly go with the decor,

but I thought

I'd show you everything.

Nice.

She's old,

but she keeps on runnin'.

Her mettle has been tested.

- And yours?

- My metal?

Mmm, your gumption as a man.

My gumption.

Think of it as a...

as an initiation,

when a task is set before you.

What task?

A test.

It could come at you any time,

and it always starts

out simple, unassuming,

like a night out with new friends,

the promise of wine,

women, and song.

Before you know it,

it turns into something else.

Can't tell you

how much I appreciate this, Clifford.

Don't mention it, Eugene.

Lodge is lucky to have you.

Don't forget,

this is a feather in my cap, too.

So the initiation ceremony,

there's

nothing uncomfortable, right?

No battle of endurance

or hot wax paddlings?

I told you, Eugene,

I can't discuss the initiation.

Just be a sport about this.

Just bob on the wind and waves,

no matter what happens.

See, now you got me worried.

No, there's no need to be, chum.

Let me tell you,

it's just, don't forget,

these are extremely important guys.

I mean, you met them, right?

You liked the guys.

Yeah, yeah.

I like their little hats.

Cute.

Fez, Eugene.

They're called fez.

Fez.

"Little hats."

So... So I say...

So I say, "You're telling me!"

Oh, say, men, I gotta vamoose.

As sergeant at arms,

I'm also in charge of

the entertainment.

I'll see you later?

Nice to see you again, Eugene.

Congratulations.

Pleasure talking to you, Grover.

Well, now you're on the trolley.

Very respectful.

Was he kidding about the robes

and the Sword of Discipline?

Now, you said the initiation ceremony

was strictly a milquetoast affair.

Grover is full of hooey.

I mean, maybe that's what it was

twenty years ago, but...

I mean, the only reason we bother

doing the Lodge handshake anymore

is because Chet Winkler

spent so much time and effort

after the Great War.

Anyway, listen,

I have been part

of this order for ten months.

I've put on the robes

three times...

twice for parades and once...

when we... we snuck over

to the Moose Lodge,

draped their trees

with toilet tissue.

The Mooses were not happy,

I can tell you.

Good evening, Clifford.

Ah, Fred, Linus.

Uh, Fred, you remember...

Eugene MacClemore?

Red letter day for you, my boy.

Red letter

marked with a white star.

Good evening, Mr. Overgaard.

Manfred, please.

And after a couple of drinks,

just plain Fred.

What do you say to that?

That sounds pretty nice, Fred.

Manfred.

Clifford, I really hope

I didn't overhear you

discussing our competitive zeal

regarding the Moose Lodge

with someone outside the order.

Please remove the stain

of shame from my immortal soul.

It is with my very life's blood

that I endeavor to undo

that which blots the good standing

of the Benevolent Byzantine Order

of the Nobles of the Enigmatic Oracle.

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