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Noodles and gravy?

- Third title defense in

- New Orleans for the champion.

With a minute to go in the 10th round,

The place is beginning

to warm up to the action.

Two good punches by the champ.

Two left-hand leads by Johnson.

Both those shots blocked.

And it's good the right hand was,

because it was whistling.

How can you believe in all those things?

Because as Charlie Chaplin said,

"I am a citizen of the world. "

Johnson on the left,

six years younger at 25.

pinpoint punching...

with even left-hand leads.

The referee Jesus Selas...

a staggering left-hand lead!

And it jarred the champion.

Hello, sweetness.

It's so good to see you.

Are you coming home soon?

No, I live in hope.

Hey.

Sit here.

Look at that. Thanks, Mom.

You look all in.

I'm doin' all right. Much better now

that I can finally see my girls.

The bureaucracy is inhuman.

What about you, monkeyshines?

Life treating you all right?

Yeah. I hate school.

You and me both.

Have you had a chance to play at all?

Yeah. There's a piano in

the chapel I can sign up for.

I can imagine it's ghastly out of tune.

I've played worse.

Hey, I got you some change

for those nutty vending machines.

Marquez,

3-7-9-1.

- Dr. Huerta to the dispensary.

- Dr. Huerta.

I need your help.

I need you to go see my P.O.

All right.

What exactly do you want me to ask him?

I just need you to ask him

what the hell's going on.

I was sent here pending

review to get clean.

Okay, great. Tell him I'm clean.

What the hell is wrong with you, Joe?

You only had six months

left on your parole.

I know.

Thank God they put you

here and not back in prison.

Yeah, well, it ain't prison,

but they still won't let me leave.

I mean, why the hell did they

pick me up for marks anyway?

That's the wrong question.

Why do you have them?

I'm crawling out of my skin.

Oh, hey. There she is,

folks. The queen of the rodeo.

Her arms overflowing with riches.

Thanks.

Mmm.

Albany,

3-4-1-7-7.

Well...

lovelies, that's my cue.

- Bye, Dad.

- Bye, love.

See you soon, I hope.

Yeah. Take your cigarettes.

That's what I came for.

- Bye.

- Yeah.

John Dean finished his testimony

before the Senate

Watergate committee today.

- The interrogation of Dean...

You can't help yourself if

you can't think straight.

You've got to feed the mind.

Look at you go. You

eat like a linebacker.

I love it.

You know, you feed the body,

you feed the spirit.

You want a tomato?

- Sure.

- Here you are.

My neighbor up the street grows these.

- Nice and fresh.

- Do you want bread?

No, thank you. Not right now.

So tomorrow we'll go

and get your father.

I don't know why he

does stuff like that.

I just don't know. I don't understand.

I'm glad you're here. Hmm?

I'm gonna feed you up.

Yeah, you'll be a little fat

thing in a couple of weeks.

Here we are.

Good luck, Joe. Keep playing it clean.

Joe.

Wow. It's a... it's a...

A handcrafted shoe polisher.

I thought you could use a new one.

Oh, fantastic.

Wow. You know...

I dreamt about this food in there, Ma.

What a waste of a dream.

Wasted dreams. Wasted dreams.

Mine is a life

strewn with wasted

dreams. Speaking of which,

how much back rent do

I owe on this palace?

- Two weeks. I paid one.

- Shouldn't have bothered.

We could have always

gotten another room.

- You should've just boxed up my stuff.

- Hey, just a minute.

What kind of idea is that?

Your daughter can't live out of a box.

Joe, you do understand that one

of the terms of your probation

is to establish permanent residence?

Yeah, yeah.

Where's my f***ing wallet?

- Joe?

- I'm goin' out.

Why won't you just sit

down and relax, all right?

- All right, you can't go out.

- Jesus Christ.

- Have a ginger ale.

- I don't want any f***in' ginger ale!

I'm almost out of smokes.

I need to f***in'...

Don't you ever get tired of lying?

Yeah, well, we know you're

no f***in' saint yourself.

No, I'm not a saint, but I suffer

like a saint with you for a son.

- Ma, get the hell outta my way.

- What are you gonna do,

knock me down?

- Let's all sit.

- It's almost ready.

If you don't f***ing move on your own,

- I will move you.

- Cut it out, Dad!

- Move.

- Why don't you just kill me?

Put me out of this misery.

There's a knife on that table.

Do me a big favor.

Yeah? Don't put ideas in my head.

You get away from her, you a**hole!

I hate you!

Don't you ever talk to

your father that way again.

Look at the sadness it causes.

Where's my goddamn wallet, huh?

- Behind you.

What is wrong with you?

Every single night you get...

Hey.

Stay close, okay?

Okay.

Hey, LaPrez.

- Is this your train?

- Yeah.

I like it.

- A little rusty, though

- Yeah.

- I need to wash

it off. - Mm-hmm.

But then it's going to get more rusty,

yeah, 'cause it's metal.

Is that it? Is that it? Yeah.

It looks like...

sort of like a... a lamp to me.

It's fantastic. I love it.

You sure?

- Yes.

How much can you do with

it on? Is it gonna stay on?

It stays on. There's like a...

there's a base thing. It hurts, though.

- We've got to file out some of this.

- Okay, okay.

I love it. You're gonna get reimbursed.

I have to go. I'm late.

All right, see ya.

Hi.

Hi.

What are you guys watching?

- Do you have a lot of homework?

- No, it's Friday.

Oh, yeah. I always forget that.

Oh, I got you this.

Thanks.

I'll save it for dessert.

Hey.

- Did I hit you?

- No. I'll live.

What was that anyway?

- Licorice.

- Oh?

Then it's completely understandable.

- It's good, right?

- What's that?

It's good. The music.

Yeah. It's really beautiful.

It's my dad.

Really?

Joe is your dad?

Yeah.

Wow.

It was nice to meet you. See you later.

Hey there, kid, glad you made it.

I read some Vishnu.

- Who's Vishnu?

- Evidently a Thai writer.

Read this. Read this before Vishnu.

Bravo! Bravo, Maestro.

Hey.

What shall I play next, Fun Bun?

Um...

"Over the Rainbow"?

- Hey there, Peanut.

- Hey.

Sorry I didn't meet up

to walk home with you.

It's not like I need you to.

Oh, I know that, but I like to.

- I didn't hang you up, did I?

- No.

Where are you going?

Me? I'm not going anywhere.

- Why the cologne?

- Jeez,

can't a guy smell good?

Hey, listen. Why don't

you and your little friend

check out what movies are

playing down at the Vine?

- Wait. What little friend?

- LaPrez.

It's still 99 cents there, right?

- Yeah.

- Okay.

There we go. Here. Hang on.

I know I had another buck

around here somewhere.

Ah. Here we go.

Great. Here you go. Popcorn.

Okay. Hey, be back before dark

and don't talk to any creeps.

Go on now.

You're still here.

I live here.

Really? Where?

Uh.

Right down here.

No one's supposed to actually live here,

so I get it for pretty cheap.

Just watch your head.

I'll get the light.

Whoops. I'm sorry.

This is the bathroom.

- Thank you.

- Dry yourself...

you'll catch a cold.

That's, uh, that.

Watch these stairs here.

- I can't believe it's here.

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