Million Dollar Baby Page #2

somewhere between nowhere and goodbye.

She grew up knowing one thing:

She was trash.

It's for my dog.

She'd come 1800 miles,

but Theodosia was still just over the hill.

Working the bag, boss.

I'm not your boss.

And that bag's working you.

Give her her money back.

You sure?

- How much did she pay?

- Six months.

- Jesus Christ.

- No, I'll give it back.

No, don't be a smartass now, will you?

Woman thinks I'll throw away

six months' worth of dues...

...just to get rid of her,

she's out of her mind.

- But just don't encourage her, understand?

- Okay.

And what's Danger doing out there?

What's he looking at?

Looks like a bottle of water.

He paid his dues?

Dues? Boy can't afford pants.

Want him to pay dues?

Get out of my office.

F*** me.

Can't think of it as a bag.

I'm not a trainer,

but I can show you this if you'd like.

Appreciate any help I can get.

What you wanna do is,

you wanna think of it as a man, see?

And he's constantly moving.

He's moving towards you, around you,

away from you. All right?

Don't hit him when he's coming towards you

because he's just gonna push you back...

...he's gonna smother your punches

and take your balance, right?

So you watch him real carefully.

Keep rotating.

That keeps your head moving.

And keep one shoulder back so you're

always ready to fire a power shot.

Right? Go ahead, now. Good, good.

Keep rotating, keep moving. That's it.

Good, good. Keep that chin tucked in.

Come on around.

Keep moving, keep moving.

- Good, good, good.

- Like that?

Yeah. Give it a few shots.

Tuck that chin in, now.

Tuck that chin in.

Yeah, that's good. That's good.

Now, you get this down,

we'll put you on the speed bag.

You do have a speed bag.

I'll just borrow it till I can buy my own.

All right, you go on home now.

- I'll walk out with you?

- No, I am home.

- Wanna see?

- Yeah.

It's nice.

Would it bother you

if I worked a little longer?

No, just pull the door closed

when you leave.

Thank you.

If there's magic in boxing...

... it's the magic of fighting battles

beyond endurance...

... beyond cracked ribs, ruptured kidneys

and detached retinas.

It's the magic of risking everything

for a dream that nobody sees but you.

Okay, okay, fellas, watch the footwork.

Hey, that's it. That's it.

Hands up.

Jab, jab, jab.

Hey, Flip.

Hey, Flippy, come here, man.

I think I found somebody you can beat.

I don't fights women.

Why not, bro? It's perfect, bro,

because you know why?

Because she...

Like, you, you could fight to him...

...and then you could kiss to him.

Then you fight to him one more time.

That's beautiful, man. That's like poetry.

- It's like poetry.

- You been reading and sh*t.

- Thanks, bro.

- That's a girl, man?

Flip, I think you right. Look at her little

bitty titties. They're like mosquito bites.

Man, that's barely even a mouthful.

Let me see.

Saw your last fight, Shawrelle.

Spent so much time face down,

I thought the canvas had titties.

Canvas has titties.

Hey, look at me. I'm Shawrelle.

Just humping the canvas.

Humping the floor.

Come on, bro. The floor having titties?

That's funny, bro.

Shut up, man.

What you laughing at?

Man, hold the bag, stupid.

Some titties right there, man.

Yo, when they start making those tights

for men, Flippy?

Punk.

All right, that's enough.

That's enough for the day.

- I'll give you a rubdown.

- Oh, I can't, Frankie.

Middle one's got a piano lesson.

I told Grace I'd drive her.

- Something wrong with Gracie's car?

- She hates that car.

Wants the old one back,

but the dealer said he's already got a buyer.

Maybe I should talk to the dealer.

I'd appreciate that.

Okay.

- Thanks.

- See you later.

The man's a rubdown whore.

Today he doesn't want one.

You ever do any work around here?

Not my job I'd worry about, if I was you.

Little girl seems to be coming along.

Yeah. It's almost like

someone's been helping her.

She might just be a natural.

Looks like she's got something.

She's got my speed bag,

that's what she's got.

I wonder how the hell she got that.

I wonder.

I'm gonna need that speed bag back.

- This bag?

- Yes, that bag. That's my bag.

And if you're hitting it,

people will think I'm training you.

Is that such a bad thing, boss?

Yes. Yes, it is.

Every time you touch it,

you're losing me business out here.

- I gotta agree, I am embarrassing myself.

- Yeah.

Well, I can't just lend it

to anybody, you know.

I understand.

Yeah.

Look, you seem like a nice girl.

- Can I give you some advice?

- I'd appreciate that.

You'll find a trainer in this gym

or somewhere else...

...that's gonna wanna train a girl.

It's the latest freak show out there.

The trouble is, they're gonna be

wasting your time...

...because you're too old.

I don't feel that old.

Well, neither do I, but you don't see me

fighting 21 -year-olds, do you?

Takes about four years to train a fighter.

How old are you?

- Thirty-one until my next birthday.

- Oh, well, there you go.

Thirty-one.

You wouldn't start training to be

a ballerina at 31, would you?

Already been working it

for three years.

And you can't hit a speed bag?

What kind of training is that?

Never had any, boss.

Well, I hate to say it, but it shows.

Somebody's gotta be honest with you.

I hate to be the one to tell you the truth.

Yeah.

Well, sorry for using your bag, Mr. Dunn.

- You're not gonna cry now, are you?

- No, sir.

Yeah.

Here.

- Keep the goddamn thing.

- No, you need it.

No, take the bag.

I haven't seen it in 20 years anyway.

I've had three since then.

Just enjoy it, will you?

- I'll just borrow it till I buy my own.

- Yeah.

Just don't lose it.

Yeah, I know, Hogan...

...your guy's the champ,

so we don't split 50s...

...but if I don't see 40 percent...

Look, you call me back when it's 60-40

or don't call me back at all.

- Hey, Willie.

- Hey, Frankie.

Something wrong?

I'm sorry to come by your house like this.

I know you don't like people dropping in.

Oh, you're not people, Willie.

You're welcome anytime. Come on in.

I wanted to thank you

for getting Gracie's car back.

Oh, well, you don't have to thank me.

Paying an extra thousand dollars

for your own car ain't exactly a favor.

Gracie cried when she saw it.

Really?

I also needed to talk with you

about business.

Oh, yeah, well, I just got off the phone

with Hogan. We're all set for September.

Everything but the split.

I gotta leave you, Frankie.

What?

Willie, the title's just two fights away.

It ain't that, it's...

It's like you said, I got one shot.

If I win, I gotta make

as much as I can while I can.

I need somebody in the action

who can make things happen.

And I gotta make the change

before the fight.

Only way this guy say he'd take me

is if he took me to the title.

So I get you the title fight,

and this guy takes you there?

Only way he'd do it.

I'm sorry, Frankie. I know how long

you waiting on a title.

I wish it could've been with me.

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