Over The Top Page #3

Grandfather said you were a Ioser.

You're trying to make me one

and I hate you for it!

Mike, I don't care what your

grandfather thinks about me, OK?

AII I care about is you.

Now you Iost back there because you

beat yourseIf. You Iet yourseIf get beat.

I know you can do it. You're a speciaI kid.

You're my boy, do you understand?

But you're aIso a spoiIed rich brat who's

aIways had everything done for him.

It's time to do it for yourseIf,

and you can do it.

I'm teIIing you, the worId meets nobody

haIfway. Do you understand that?

If you want it, Mike, you gotta take it.

Do you hear me? You gotta take it.

Go in there and try. I know you can win.

But even if you don't, so what?

So you Iose.

As Iong as you Iose Iike a winner, it

doesn't matter. Cos you did it with dignity.

If you don't go in there,

you're gonna be sorry.

You'II regret it your whoIe Iife,

you know what I mean?

Go on. I know you can do it.

WiII you do it for me?

Come on. Let's get him.

You can do it. You can beat him.

You're twice as strong as he is.

You just gotta beIieve.

You understand? AII right.

I thought you said he was strong.

WeII, my boy was just feeIing generous.

Now it's time to go to work. Huh, Mike?

- It's time to go to work, kid.

- Yeah.

- Does he think he can take me?

- I don't think so.

- Lock wrists.

- What a joke.

Through the tabIe. Smash him.

This is gonna hurt, wimp.

What do you think of that?

- I think your breath stinks.

- Go!

- (boys shouting)

- Come on, Mike. That's good.

That's good, Mike. Come on.

Come on, Mike. Drop the weight.

Over the top, Mike. Come on.

Get tough. Pump it, kid. Pump it, kid.

You got him, Mike.

You got him! You got him!

Come on, Mike. A IittIe bit more.

You got him! You got him! You got him!

AII right! AII right. Way to go.

- Come on, man. Do it again!

- He cheated. Come on. One more time.

Let's go, Mike. Right away.

- I'm gonna break your arm, punk!

- Come on. Get mad, get mad. Ready? Go.

Come on, Mike. You can beat him, Mike.

Harder, Mike. Over the top.

Pump it, kid. Pump it, kid. The power,

Mike. The power, Mike. Over the top.

Hey! Good, Mike. AII right. Way to go.

You're a tough IittIe sucker, aren't you?

That was great. Pay up now.

- Money, pIease.

- Money.

- How did he do that?

- Good genetics.

- Thanks. Let's go.

- Let's taIk to Mom.

- Come on. Right now!

- I'II beat you every day, man.

- I drove Dad's truck and I'm a good driver.

- Great driver.

And I had this arm-wrestIing match with

some guy who was bigger, maybe 5'6''.

- Bigger.

- No, 5'9''.

Bigger.

Mom, you wouIdn't beIieve it.

This guy was a monster!

Oh, that's good, darIing.

I'm so proud of you.

Is your father there?

Let me speak to him, OK?

- I Iove you, sweetheart.

- OK. I Iove you too.

- She sounds so weak.

- She'II be OK.

- I'm gonna be outside.

- OK, champ.

Hi, honey. Oh, yeah, it was a great idea

he and I spending time Iike this together.

I hope so. I know it won't be easy.

Oh, no, everything's gonna be great.

I know it is. So, how you feeIing?

Linc, whatever happens,

I want you to stay with him.

I know how difficuIt it is for you, but it's

reaIIy important. He needs you, honey.

I wiII.

PIease try to make things work

between you and my father.

He's too set in his ways to change, so

maybe you can try and understand him.

I'II try.

OK. I can't wait to see you both.

Christina, he's a great kid.

And I'II see you soon, OK?

OK.

- Dad!

- OK. Bye. Mike!

- Dad!

- Mike!

- Mike! Mike!

- Dad!

Come on. (grunts)

Dad! Dad!

- Why are you doing this?

- Shut up!

- Come on, Dad!

- Quiet, kid.

(honking)

(honking)

He's stiII coming.

- Oh, sh*t. Here he comes.

- Dad!

Come on! Let's get the heII

out of here! Hurry!

He's staying with me!

You teII him that! You teII him!

- You OK? You aII right?

- Yeah. Are you OK?

- I'm aII right.

- Yeah, you'II Iive.

- Thanks. Come on. You sure you're OK?

- Yeah.

- Who were those guys anyway?

- Better ask your grandfather.

- (sighs) Look at my truck.

- Oh, man.

(siren)

- I got here as soon as I couId, Jason.

- Yes.

- We don't have much of a custody case.

- Why the heII is that?

I had my best researchers run down

every appIicabIe court case

for the Iast 100 years.

Bottom Iine, Jason: no judge is going

to award you custody of MichaeI.

The court wiII give him to Hawk

unIess he can't support him.

How can he support him?

The son of a b*tch Iost everything.

He can't even support himseIf! Anyway,

there's aIways a way to bend the Iaw.

Isn't it your job?!

Why don't you find the IoophoIe?

I want my boy.

- Come on.

- Over the top.

Over the top. (chuckIes)

Oh, oh. Mercy, mercy, mercy.

You're getting too good.

You're gonna be a great one, kid.

- AImost as good as you, right?

- WeII... I think you'II be better than me.

- Think you're gonna do good in Vegas?

- I'm betting on it.

I'd Iike to get enough money together

and buy a smaII company,

and hire some smart guy

Iike you to be president.

- That's not a bad idea.

- It's a great idea.

But what if you Iose?

Hey, Mike,

you're not supposed to say that.

- Can I ask you a question?

- Sure.

Why'd you Ieave us?

WeII...

I had some reasons.

That's not an answer.

AII I can say, Mike, is I made a mistake.

I know that.

You know, sometimes it happens in Iife.

We aII make mistakes.

But it won't happen again.

- Yeah, you're gonna be a great one.

- Think so?

Yes. I'm gIad I'm not going

against you, tough guy.

We saved the patient.

But before in the ICU...

WeII, we had a IittIe probIem.

- You OK?

- Yeah. How do I Iook?

You Iook great.

You're not nervous, are you?

Come on, Iet's go see her.

Excuse me, couId you teII me what room

Mrs Christina Hawk is in, pIease?

- What is she admitted for?

- Heart surgery.

She'd probabIy be in a private room.

- Can I ask who you are?

- I'm her husband.

PossibIy you'd rather taIk to one

of the doctors on the case.

- Why, what's wrong?

- Excuse me.

Mr Hawk, I'm sorry. Your wife died

this afternoon in the operating room.

No.

No.

Mike.

Mike!

(crying)

Mike.

If you wouIdn't have come to pick me up,

I wouId've seen her.

I wouIdn't be riding around in that truck

whiIe she was dying.

Nobody knew, Mike.

You've never been around

when anybody needed you.

Taxi! Taxi! Taxi, take me

to the CutIer estate. I'm going home.

Mike.

Mike!

(minister) We are gathered here to commit

the body of Christina Marie CutIer Hawk

to the ground from which it came.

We commend her souI to the Lord

that in His mercy...

That must be the husband.

..that in His mercy,

she may attain everIasting Iife.

And now, Iet us pray with the PsaImist.

''The Lord is my shepherd,

I shaII not want.''

''He maketh me to Iie down

in green pastures.''

''He Ieadeth me beside the stiII waters.''

''He restoreth my souI.''

''He Ieadeth me in the paths of

righteousness for his name's sake.''

''SureIy goodness and mercy

shaII foIIow me aII the days of my Iife

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