Pat and Mike Page #6

Can't you hear good? Who made you?

- You, Mike.

- Who owns the biggest piece of you?

- You, Mike.

- What'll happen if I drop you?

- Go right down the drain.

- And?

- And stay there.

- And don't ever forget it.

Go back and tell Gibby if he lets you

loose again, he'll go down the drain too.

- He'll go? I got it.

- Yeah.

Now, what is with Little Nell?

Hey.

I don't like you.

- I wish you did.

- But I don't.

Why not?

You made everything different

from what it used to in the old days.

Last year.

- How old are you, Hucko?

- A hundred ninety-seven and a half.

- What?

- Pounds.

No. How old?

Twenty-four.

Five. Three. Why?

Anyhow, too old

for the three big questions.

Hey, you want me to tell Mike on you?

He didn't make you

and doesn't own you...

...and you wouldn't go down

the drain if he dropped you.

- And stay there.

- You wouldn't.

Ought to belong to yourself.

What do I want with myself?

When you're in that ring, you shouldn't

worry about anyone, Mike or anyone.

Yeah?

What about that guy I'm fighting?

Not even him.

You see, it's never you

against the whole world.

Yeah, that's good.

I couldn't lick the whole world.

- I don't think.

- Just you against yourself.

Yeah?

Well, I could lick myself, all right.

- I think.

- You could?

I think.

That's all you have to do.

Lick yourself.

Make yourself and own yourself.

Never mind Mike or anyone.

Hey, don't he never ask you

the three big questions?

I wouldn't let him.

See, I'm trying to lick myself too.

Hey, the only thing...

Why don't he examine me?

So then:

And then the bell:

End of the sixth.

So then I breathe,

in and out, in and out.

Oh, button it up, will you, Hucko?

We've been through this 40 times.

- It's the seventh coming up. The end.

- Go ahead.

I rush him. He's on his bike.

He starts coming in.

That's when it happened, the thing.

The big thing.

He's coming and I look.

And who you think it is?

It's me. It's me coming at me.

So I get mad.

I'm hollering down his ear,

"Okay, Hucko. "

"Get this, Hucko. "

Kidney punch.

"You're through, Hucko. "

Now I go in. Before I throw it, even,

I knew already it was the one.

And I seen him drop.

And then after, when Gibby jumps in

and grabs me and gives me a kiss...

...I says to him,

"You see me, how I flattened myself?"

So he starts in putting cold towels

on my head.

Okay. Take a walk.

Okay, Mike.

- Hey, can I lift her up?

- No.

Just once?

- All right, then blow.

- Yeah.

Thanks, Mike.

Could be he had his brains

knocked loose.

Oh, he's fine.

What's all this

fighting-yourself malarkey?

How does a guy like that

pick up stuff like that?

I wonder.

Hey...

- Me?

- What's doing here?

You been talking at him?

- Do you mind?

- No. No.

I was gonna suggest maybe

you have a talk with Little Nell.

- Mike?

- Now, we gotta go over schedules...

- Yes, Mike.

- Yeah.

This thing about getting the same room

as the last time I was down here.

Is that just a coincidence,

or did you arrange it?

Just a coincidence.

Tell me the truth.

I arranged it.

- I thought so.

- Why?

- Because I'm getting to know you.

- About time.

And it turns out you're

just a big sentimental slob.

Yeah, that's me.

My, my, my.

My, my, my, what?

Oh, excuse me. I forgot to knock.

Come in.

- Guess who's here.

- Them.

- How'd you know?

- Tell them to swing it in.

- The boys.

- What boys?

- The partners.

- I thought they were anonymous.

Well, maybe they decided

to be non-anonymous.

After all, these gentlemen

are no hoodlums.

They're businessmen.

Plain, ordinary businessmen.

- Investors.

- All the same.

You can't have it perfect.

Okay.

- Hello, Spec.

- Hello, Mike.

- Glad to see you. Hank, how are you?

- Could be worse.

- Thought we'd like to see you, man.

- Well, you know me.

Never too busy to say hello.

- There she is.

- How do you do, gentlemen?

- How do you do?

- Pleased to meet you.

Likewise.

Wouldn't you like to sit down?

Yeah, sit down. Sit down.

You can all find chairs.

Why don't you sit over there.

Oh, thanks, Barney.

Thank you, boy.

Let's everybody have a drink,

on me.

I never allow no alcoholic beverages

around the lady here.

Who said alcoholic?

I mean, you know, like beer

or something like that.

- Even beer.

- Milk?

- Milk's okay.

- How's about everybody a glass of milk?

All right, some milk. Fill them up.

There seems to be quite a lot of dough...

You know, money.

Around that says you can make it.

- You know, win it.

- Well, money talks.

Here, here.

Have one yourself, Barney.

Golf is what I call a nice game.

Very nice.

I mean, it's dignified.

And fresh air.

Men and women both.

Now, you take those lady wrestlers.

That's something I can't stomach.

Stand. Lady wrestlers.

That's something that shouldn't

ought to be allowed, but golf...

...that's different.

- Yeah. Well, we don't wrestle.

- Not yet.

Mike, tell Barney to go out,

do you mind?

- Go out.

- Nothing personal, Barney. Business.

Business?

Wait a minute.

The thing is, Mike, we wanna know

how you figure this thing to come out.

No idea.

You mean, not yet.

I mean that after it's over,

I'll let you know how it come out.

Wait a second.

- Maybe she ought to go out too.

- No thank you.

Mike, look, we don't care

what way it comes out.

Only thing, we'd like to know ahead.

You want my opinion?

I think she'll win it.

- For sure she's...?

- No, not sure.

Makes a sick bet.

The win, you can't be sure.

The lose, that's insurance.

No, no. No, don't say anything.

Wait a minute.

Don't say anything.

Oh, boys, it's no-go. No-go.

Now, you remember I told you

when you come in on this kid?

I promised nothing

but a great lady athlete.

No tricks, no deals, no nothing.

You think it's fair to us

to all of a sudden go legitimate?

- How'd you get in such a jam?

- Look at the books, will you?

I never knew there was

so much money to be made honest.

I don't think it's right,

you being unfriendly.

I don't think it's right neither.

In fact, it's wrong.

Excuse me for not finishing my milk.

Only thing is, it gives me the gas.

I'll do whatever you say

about it, Mike.

- Whatever's best for you.

- What's the matter with you?

- Don't talk like that. Listen here.

- I don't care.

I caught something from you.

And it's good. I like it.

But don't you catch nothing from me,

I ain't got nothing good to catch.

If there's trouble,

I want my share of it.

Yeah, it looks like there's going to be

plenty to go around.

No, I mean the way

you said things ought to be.

- How?

- 5-0-5-0.

- Lay down.

- Now?

Yeah. Yeah, I'll let you get a little nap

and then have dinner.

Take a little walk.

Then turn in nice and early.

And don't worry about nothing.

Don't worry about a thing.

You're a great girl.

You're the best.

Thanks.

And I'm gonna tell you

another thing, furthermore.

After you cop this in the morning...

...I'm gonna start lining up

some shots in Europe.

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