Play It to the Bone

Synopsis: Two aging fighters in LA, friends, get a call from a Vegas promoter because his undercard fighters for a Mike Tyson bout that night are suddenly unavailable. He wants them to box each other. They agree as long as the winner gets a shot at the middleweight title. They enlist Grace, Cesar's current and Vinnie's ex girlfriend, to drive them to Vegas. On the trip, we see flashbacks to their previous title shots, their competitive friendship, and Grace's motivational wiles. (She has her own entrepreneurial dreams.) The fight itself is historic: ten rounds of savagery and courage. Who will win, who'll get the title shot, who gets Grace, and where will she find venture capital?
Genre: Comedy, Drama, Sport
Director(s): Ron Shelton
Production: Touchstone Pictures
 
IMDB:
5.4
Metacritic:
32
Rotten Tomatoes:
11%
R
Year:
1999
124 min
Website
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Good morning,Las Vegas. 5::58 in the a.m.

Gonna be a scorcher today,84 degrees at sunrise.

It'll be 100 degreesby fight time.

Who do you like tonightat the Mandalay Bay?

Mike Tyson at last returnsto Vegas.

Ringside seats goingfor 5,000 a pop.

Gonna be some heat tonight,ringside.

F***! Freddy !

Man ! What--

Freddy, sh*t, man !

I leave you alone for one hour.One friggin' hour, man.

You throw it all awaylike this?

Now what we gonna do? Huh?

Yeah, sh*t.

- Hank ain't gonna like this, man.-

Ain't gonna like this.

He's dead, he's not dead?What?

He's got drugs comin' outof his ears, Hank. He's so OD'd,him and a couple of hookers,

they don't even know I'm standin'here talkin' to you, man.

- You let him out of your sight?-Just for a minute.Just for one little minute. I swear.

- That's half my undercard fight.- I know. I know.

- Who the hell's gonna fightChiquito Rosario anyway?- I don't know.

- That's Arum's fighter.- Who's keepin'an eye on Chiquito?

I'm sure Arum's got somebodywatchin' him like a hawk.

- Tell me what you got.- Male Hispanic, mid-'20s.

Smell of alcohol.

Aurelio Chiquito Rosario.

- Chiquito?- Yeah. You know him?

He's the welterweight champ.He's fightin' Freddy Greenon the Tyson undercard tonight.

He's not fightin' anybody. He tooka ten-count from that light pole.

Cesar.

- Hey.- Did you see All My Children yesterday?

- Johnny never misses. Check him out.- Johnny.

- Did that b*tch leave the doctor ?- Which b*tch? Which doctor ?

That little blonde dick breakercalienta pelota.

- You know. The one who'salways in a bad mood.- Yeah.

- She left him.- She left?

- She took a hike.- Sorry, man.

What an idiot.Anyway.

Yeah.Just a minute.

Phone call for you guys.Joe Domino.

- What?- Joe Domino.

Joe Domino doesn't want to talk to me,not in five years. Not since the Garden.

- You f***ed up in the Garden.- Well, f*** you,I f***ed up in the Garden.

Nonetheless, it's Joe Dominoand Hank Goody from Vegas.

Okay. Gimme that.Hello?

Hank and Joe, fellas.I gotArtie here. You know,Joe's guy.

Hey, boys, it's Artie.How you doin' ?

- Uh, not too bad.- Fine, I mean--

Glad to hear it. Now, you knowI speak for Joe Domino, right?So we got a little thing--

This is Joe, fellas. You guysever take a fight on short notice?

- How short?- 6:
00 tonight.

I need two guys. You put ona really good show. You guysnever fought each other, right?

- Well, for money you mean?- Yeah.- No !

- For the sheer goddamn amusementof it ! Where's my cup?- In your hand, sir.

Uh,Joe, do you mind not sayin'the Lord's name in vain?

My sincerest apology. Now, if we couldget outta Sunday School for a minute,

I got a hundred grand for you guysto split, but you gotta getyour asses over here now.

You guys there?Undercard to Tyson.

- You'll be seen in 109 countries.- Hundred and ten.

- Uh--- We are there. Yeah.

No. No, no, no, no.We're not there. Listen.

Give us five minutesto talk and call us back.

- Hey ! What are you doing?- Uh-- Wh-Wh--

Who are these over-the-hillfucks?

Wh-What the hell are you doing?I mean, 50 grand.

Fifty grand. When was the last time thatyou had offered that kind of money?

This is nothin'. This is nothin'.We can make a better deal.

- I know these guys.- Come on, man. Come on !

They wouldn't be callin' usif they didn't need us.

Nobody's wanted to seeVince in three years !

And nobody's wanted to see Cesarsince the Garden !He f***ed me at the Garden !

You know, they think they'restill names. They ain't names.

We are names to them.They need names on the undercard.

What-- We are names to us.We are not names to them.

No, no, look. Answer me this. Answerme this. Why did you bulk up to 163?

W-Well, because I-I-I want anothertitle shot, and I got a better chance--

Yeah, right. And middleweight'snot as crowded in the division.That's why I dropped down.

- So, so.- Six pounds. Okay. So--

- Yeah.- This is it. The phone call.We got 'em by the "ca-hoy-yes."

- Cajones. By the cajones.- Cajones. Yeah. Whatever. Look, look.

Boxing is not just about fighting. It'salso about business. So watch and learn.

- Right?- You have to-- You have to--

Yeah.

All right, boys. It's Artie here again.You're on the speaker phone.

- Listen, we want a better deal.- I'll get two stiffsto bleed all over each other.

- Artie, get me two bums off the street.- No, no, no, no. It's okay.

It's okay. And we have been talkingabout this, and the money's fine.

-No. The money's not---No, no, only-- There is something else.

This is Hank, guys.What do you want?

Yes, Hank. Hi. Uh, listen.We want a hundred grand each.

Twenty-five thousand each.

No, no, no. We want a hundredgrand each, and we are firm on this.

Twenty-five thousand.That's my final offer.

Twenty-five is your final offer ?How could-- You just said--

- Twenty-five, twenty-five.- All right, look, look, look.Fifty's fine.

You got a deal.What else?

All right. We want a trip to theHoly Land for two. Uh, okay, for one.

And we want a donationto Mother Teresa's charity.

F*** you !

Forget the whole thing !The deal's off !

I should never have calledyou guys in the first place !

Jesus Christ,Joe.You got shmuts all over the phone.

Okay, okay. Look. No. There's onlyone thing that we really need here.

And that is, uh-- Okay.We want a guaranteed title shotfor the middleweight championship...

of the world for the winner ofthe fight between me and Cesar.

- Tell these guys to go f*** themselves.- Wait a second.

- Turn off the speaker.- Hold on for a second, boys.We'll be right back.

You know, I-- I just wanna cry.How can you blow it so fast?

- I mean, how is that possible?How is that possible?- Hey, would you relax?

This is the artof negotiation.

- The art of negotiation.- Patience.

What does it matter ?These guys'll fill the hour anyway.

As long as Cesar doesn'tdo a Garden number on us.

Vince has never been stopped.Whoever wins, we'll feed himto the middleweight champ,

and he'll eat himlike raw meat.

'Course we'd have to get them ranked,uh, for the title shot, but--

I-I don't see a problem.

We set aside 750,000for Rosario and Green.

We saved ourself a bundle.

Hell, I could get Julie hereranked with a phone call.

Julie's already ranked,in my opinion.

- Thank you.- Hit the goddamn button.

- Vince, Cesar,you there?- Yeah. We're here.

You're smart guys.I like smart guys. You got it.

- What did he say?- We got it.

- We got it? Yeah ! Yeah !- Yes ! Yes !

Okay, okay, look. It's gotta say inthe contract "guaranteed title shot."

- In the contract.- Yeah.

In language we can read. We don't likethat lawyer bullshit, all right?

And a translation in Spanishfor, uh, technical reasons.

Yeah. Right. And,Joe, don't messwith us. Okay? The Bible warns,

"The wicked shall fall by his ownwickedness. "Proverbs 11::5. Okay?

The contract will be clear.

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Ron Shelton

Ron Shelton (September 15, 1945 in Whittier, California) is an American Oscar-nominated film director and screenwriter. Shelton is known for the many films he has made about sports. more…

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