Mike Tyson: Undisputed Truth Page #6

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when I started making money,

I had her body exhumed

and I had her buried

in the most lavish coffin

that money could buy.

Well, her gravestone to this day,

it sits high in the whole cemetery.

And it was important for me

to do that for her

because I wanted to give her a

resting place that was respectful.

So that in case her grandkids

ever decide to come visit,

they would believe in life

she was a remarkable woman.

( applause )

( music playing )

# Oh, sinner man,

where you gonna run to? #

# Sinner man,

where you gonna run to? #

# Where you gonna run to

# All along them days?

# Well, I run to the rock

# Please hide me,

I run to the rock #

# Please hide me,

I run to the rock #

# Please hide me, Lord,

all along them days #

# But the rock cracked...

( bell rings )

( applause )

In the ring,

I was invincible.

I think all my tragic moments

prepared me for my rise to the top.

I had a focus and drive

like no other.

Never a moment went by

that I didn't think about

having the heavyweight championship

belt strapped around my waist.

It was all I was ever

permitted to think about.

I was gonna be a god of war

like Cus said.

There was never anyone

who was gonna beat me.

They would know my name from

now until the eons of oblivion.

Cus always thought he was

preparing me for his death

by shoving all this

information in my ear

even if I was in the mood

to hear it or not.

Countless nights he'd wake me

up in the middle of the night.

And I'm dead asleep.

"Hey, Mike. Hey, Mike. "

"What?"

"Don't you what me.

Don't you...

You remember

what I told you?

You remember, move your head,

then come back and punch

with bad intentions? Do you

remember that, Mike? Huh? Huh?

I'm not gonna be here long.

I'm an old man, Mike.

But if you listen,

you'll be ready.

You'll be best ever. "

I knew Cus would

eventually die.

He was this old stubborn man

with a hacking cough

who refused

to see any doctors

and believed he could

heal himself with his mind.

"I can heal myself

with my mind.

Nothing them damn

doctors can do. "

I'm like, "Damn, Cus.

Let's go to the hospital. "

"What do you know

about some doctors?

Do you know doctors

kill more people

than all the sports combined

in the history of sports?

Did you know that? You didn't

know that, did you, huh?

They'll never kill me. "

Man:

We love you, Cus!

Tyson:
But Cus's death

left me directionless.

But I had a machine of managers,

lawyers, and accountants

there to rob me every

single step of the way.

However, things were

so plentiful at the time,

it was hard to notice

their masterful deception.

I was now the youngest heavyweight

champion of the world at age 20

after defeating Trevor Berbick

in just two rounds.

Announcer:

He goes down.

He should be able

to get up from this.

His legs may be shot.

They are!

As Trevor Berbick

falls back,

I don't know if he's gonna

be able to continue.

He's got the heart,

but his body won't let him

do what his mind wants to.

It's all over.

We've got a brand-new

heavyweight champion

of the world, Mike Tyson.

I was like the poster boy

for success.

See?

I really was

the poster boy.

I know the NYPD wished they could have kept

this locked up in their archive somewhere.

I just had to show you,

you know,

the irony

is just too twisted.

Good picture, bad day.

You know, really, you take

away those numbers,

it could be a yearbook

picture, football.

I never had a yearbook

picture. This is it.

But, anyway...

Of course, you know, I had a

few million bucks in the bank.

But still,

there's something wrong.

There's just something

missing. I just don't know.

And then I found

true love.

Check this out.

# Everything I do...

Oh...

Sing with me, suckers.

# La la la la la,

la la la la la #

# La la la la

la la-la la-la la #

# Do do do do do do

# Ooh-hh.

- Whoo!

- ( gunshot )

It's been torture.

It's been pure hell.

It's been worse

than anything

- I could possibly imagine.

- Pure hell?

I'm not talking

about once a week.

- I'm talking about every day has been...

- Every day?

- ... some kind of battle,

some kind of fight. - Sh*t.

Better mention this 'cause after

Robin hears about this show...

on HBO...

she's gonna use it as a way

to relaunch her career

the same way she's been trying

to do unsuccessfully

for the last 25 years.

- ( cheering )

- Predict.

I know you guys didn't

know anything about this,

but during our separation, me

and Robin were still f***ing.

( men shouting )

No, no,

any kids in here?

My kids

in this motherf***er?

Okay.

This one particular day

before I go to my lawyer's

office and tell him

that these are golddiggers

and these are horrible people,

I decide to go by Robin's house

and have sex.

She's still my wife.

Have sex with my wife.

She's soon to be an ex-wife,

but I'm trying to get

all I can

before it's over, okay?

So I go to my house...

well, it's actually

not really my house.

It's her house, but you know when

you give the girl so many gifts

and the gifts supersede

the price of the house,

you think the house is yours?

But it's not.

It is not.

So I go to the house

and I'm ringing the doorbell.

Ding-dong.

And, of course,

no one answers.

So I do it again.

Ding-dong.

As soon as she don't answer

the door,

I head back to

my Lamborghini Countach.

Before I get there, I see a

car coming up the winding road.

Blair Summit in LA.

I see her coming up

the winding road.

And the reason why I know

it's her car is why?

- Audience:
You bought it.

- I bought it.

So as I see the car

coming, I'm saying, "Whoa.

I can get this quick stroke session

in before I go to my lawyer's. "

As she comes closer,

I see in the passenger seat,

I see this grayish-whitish

silhouette.

And so I'm thinking it's

one of her white girlfriends

from that whack-ass show

"Head of the Class. "

Oh, f***.

But when the car comes

and it's more in view,

I notice it's not one

of her girlfriends

from that show

"Head of the Class. "

It's a white dude that she's

probably giving head to.

All right?

You'll never believe

who this motherf***er was.

- Man:
Brad Pitt. - Why you come here

if you know, motherf***er?

Yes, yes, okay.

Yeah,

Brad "the sh*t" Pitt.

This pretty motherf***er,

all right?

He was high.

He was on something.

He had to be on some weed.

You know I would know.

Like a "doobie," dude. It's like

the doobie dudes are smoking.

So he didn't know

it was me.

But when he gets out of the

car and he sees my black ass,

you should have

saw his face.

He went pre-Matrix

on my ass.

'Cause "The Matrix"

wasn't out then,

but he did

that same sh*t.

"F***, dude.

Whoa, sh*t.

Oh, sh*t.

Oh, sh*t, Mike Tyson.

F***, Mike.

Don't hit my face.

Please, don't

f***ing do that.

I got an audition. We were

just going over some lines.

We were talking about you

the whole time.

You're a good man.

I just put in my two cents.

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