Out of the Furnace Page #3

I know.

Thank you. That was...

important to me.

Thank you.

Are you back at the mill?

Just can't get enough of it,

you know?

I hear they're gonna close it.

Yeah, looks like it.

You know, cheaper to...

...uh, get steel from China.

God, I've missed you so much.

I've missed you so much.

I was hoping that, uh...

...we could work it out.

You know?

The things that were

keeping us apart and...

...you know, take that

next step is something

I want to do with you.

Because, uh...

...I can't be without you, Lena.

I can't.

I'm pregnant.

OK.

Wow.

Wow.

You, uh...

That's, uh...

That's wonderful news.

It is?

Yeah. That's wonderful news.

I'm real happy for you, Lena.

I really am.

That's wonderful news.

You're gonna be a hell of a mom.

Wow!

You're gonna be a hell of a mom!

I'm so sorry.

- I have to go.

- Yeah.

OK.

Hey, man!

What about it?

Goddamn, Uncle Red.

- Look like they fed you pretty good.

- Yeah.

You're fit as a racehorse.

How you doing?

Still this side

of the grass, you know.

Hey, I got something

for your daddy.

I had a feeling that was you.

- You're still raising them?

- Isn't that pretty? Yeah.

Yeah, when the weather permits.

Say, do you want to come over

to the cemetery with me?

Sh*t, yeah.

Rodney here?

Does he want to come?

Ah, I don't know where he is.

Let me get this sh*t inside...

- ... run over with you.

- Hey, grab your rifle.

Maybe we can get

a shot off before dark.

I saw a real nice eight-point

out there the other night.

Yup. See if I'm

still a better shot than you.

Well...

...let's go get us a buck, huh?

We can circle around these.

Seen a feral cat.

DeGroat?

I didn't drive

five and a half hours

to watch you play f***ing cards.

Well, when you owe as much

as you owe me, Petty...

I guess I'm the last

person you want to see.

Step into the room,

fighter man.

Let me get a good

look at you.

- And what's your name?

- Rodney.

Is that it?

Just Rodney?

Rodney Baze.

Rodney Baze.

Well...

Rodney Baze...

I hear you're quite

the crazy f***er in the ring.

Makes me want

to jump in there with you...

...and see who walks out.

We're standing so close,

I guess we could do it right now.

You gonna be a good boy

and take a dive,

like Petty said you would?

Or am I gonna have to

teach you a lesson?

No, he's good. He's good.

- Teach me a lesson?

- I gave you our word.

Yeah, teach you a lesson.

Everything's good.

Let me hear you say it.

Teach me a lesson?

Yeah, isn't that

what we talked about?

- Is this boy deaf?

- No, no, it's...

You been hit too many times?

Listen, we talked,

everything's good.

Hey, yeah.

I like this one.

He's tough.

- And angry.

Plenty tough.

Four-tours-in-Iraq tough.

Now, why the hell you want

to come up here and fight,

or, hell, anywhere,

when you've been fighting

over there for so long?

I just need the money, man.

Mmm... Yeah.

Well... we all need money...

...don't we, Petty?

So...

...why don't me and John

discuss this deal

while you go

put your fight face on.

Didn't we just discuss the deal?

What, you think I was asking?

Hey! Don't! Keep your

f***ing hands off him.

Just checking his reflexes.

You step out.

Step out and we'll...

I'll take care of this.

Step out, Rodney.

I should've popped that motherf***er.

Well, that would be the last

motherf***er you ever popped.

Am I supposed to be scared of him

'cause he sucks on a lollipop?

Look at me.

You gotta make this look good.

You can't embarrass DeGroat

in front of these guys

that he's got coming up.

Well...

...I can't promise to go down

for that motherf***er.

Did you hear me?

Did you hear me?!

- Yeah. I heard you.

- Good.

Now get your sh*t

and let's get going.

Come on, get ready.

Showtime.

You ain't fighting

with that sh*t on, are you?

It's bare-knuckle up here.

Take 'em off.

Be careful out there.

Keep it going for a little while

and then you know what to do.

Look at that beauty.

Clean shot?

Yeah, right in the heart.

Inch either way, we'd be tracking

the son of a b*tch all night,

like the last time,

you remember?

- Yeah.

- You see anything?

Not a goddamn thing.

Come on, help me.

Give me a hand with this.

Aah!

Get him! Come on!

Come on, sucker...

Get off me.

Get up! Get up!

Rodney!

Rodney!

- Kick his ass!

- Come on, man!

- Just kick his ass!

- Rodney!

Rodney!

Come on, f***er. Get up.

Get up, motherf***er.

You hear me?

You gotta hit me, make it look real.

Make it look real.

That's it! That's it!

He's done! He's done!

I made him stop!

Are you OK?

Hey, you OK?

You done good.

Look at me.

Bud.

Oh, Christ. You OK?

- Bud, you OK?

- Yeah. Yeah.

Impressive stuff.

All heart and fist.

That boy don't look so good.

Hey, hey, uh, don't...

Don't blow your nose,

your eyes will...

...swell up.

Hell, mercy, you took a whooping.

You looked angry out there.

I thought maybe...

...for a second you

weren't a good listener.

I was just reacting.

I just lost it a little bit.

Oh, yeah, well, hell,

I don't blame you.

I'd done the same thing,

guy pounded on me like that.

- Yeah.

- So our slate is clean.

Mmm...

Well, yes, as long as you

brought me the rest of my money.

Don't tell me you come all this way

and didn't bring me what you owe.

This was it.

Now we're even.

That was the deal.

Oh. I must've got confused.

Whatever.

You need this?

Here. Wipe your face.

Last time I'm coming up here,

I can tell you that.

Sorry as hell you had

to go through that, Rodney.

It's not your fault.

I asked you to take me up here.

It's both of our faults.

But we're through

with those Ramapo f***ers.

That crazy son of a b*tch

can kiss my ass

if he thinks I'm doing

business with him again.

Strung out f***ing tweaker.

Oh, what the f***?

What the f*** is this?

OK.

OK. OK. OK. OK.

What's the game?

Yeah?

I think your left rear's gone down.

What?

I said...

...I think your left

rear's gone down.

What sh*t you talking?

I ain't talking sh*t.

And our slate ain't clean,

motherf***er.

Get that other one out.

Let's go. Go get him.

Get the f*** out.

Come on.

Get your f***ing ass...

"Russ...

I'm sorry about the other day.

I know you're looking out for me.

But you gotta understand

that I'm different

than I was before I left.

And I think that I always will be.

I can't explain how exactly.

My head is just full of stuff

and I can't get it out. "

Oh, man.

You should have kept

better company.

Don't look at me.

Look away.

F*** you.

Oh, f*** you.

You f***ing coward.

I don't care. I don't care.

Get some shovels.

"But I'm gonna

turn things around.

I'm gonna do this one last fight

and then I'll be done.

Then I'm gonna shovel asphalt

or dig for coal

or I'll work with you

and Roach at the mill.

I'll do anything.

I'm gonna get things back on track.

I promise.

I love you, man.

I'll see you tomorrow

when I get back. "

Morning, Russell.

Glad you're home.

Thanks.

I guess you, uh...

...heard that, uh...

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