Play It to the Bone Page #10

- Last round, baby. Get 'im.- Yeah.

You want the title shot,you gotta knock him out.You gotta knock him out, take him out.

- Finish him off.- And now here comes the tenthand final round...

in a boutwhich has had everything.

- They've knocked each other down.- You go for it, man.

- You take it to him,and you stick it to him.- They've bruised each other.

Put El Califa on the f***in' canvasand don't ever let him get back up !

Title shot ! Title shot ! It's yournight ! Go get 'em, baby. Go get 'em.

- And Vince Boudreaugets ready to come out.- Vince, get over there...

and kick his ass !

...bloody mask.Dominguez doesn't look much better.

- Both men have hadtheir moments in the fight.- Let's go. Touch gloves.

Both have been down more timesthan we can count.

The crowd on its feetat ringside.

This isn't a boxing match anymore.It's a Pier 6 brawl.

Both men unloading power shotsover and over...

in a final desperate effortto knock the opponent out.

They were friends this morning,but this is another world now.

The tenth round of what has beena brutal and debilitating bout.

Boudreau's head snapped backby another Dominguez right hand.

And now--

Body shots coming backfrom Boudreau.

And down goes Dominguez.And Boudreau continues to punch himas he goes down to the canvas.

Break! Break!Stop punching ! Break!

Get out of here, Boudreau.Get in a neutral corner.

- ...finally managesto wrestle them apart.- Don't stop it.

Three ! Four !

- Get up.- Five !

- Come on. Get up.- Cese, get up !- Six !

- Get up. Come on. Get up.- Seven !

Come on, Cesar !Cesar !

- Eight !- And up gets Cesar !

- - He cannot get enoughof this punishment.

- Step to me.- Yes, sir.

Let's go. Box !

Less than two minutes to go.

Come on, baby.Come on. Let's go, baby.

...his right-hand shot backs Boudreauup all the way across the ring.

- And Boudreau goes down !And that's Dominguez !-

And now it's Boudreauwho punches back from his knees.

Vince, get up !

Vince, get up.Get up !

Don't stop ! He's fine !Vince, you're fine, right?

Four !

- Get up and beat that Mexican's ass !- Five !

- Six !- Don't f***in'stop this !

Seven !

- Eight !- Hey, Vince ! Vince !

- Vince ! You okay?- Box !

- - Let's go.

Knock his ass out !

- Stop the fight. Stop the fight !- Hey.

Stop the fight !

- There's the bell !There's the bell !- That's it.

And the conclusionto this epic battle...

between Vince Boudreauand Cesar Dominguez.

Years from now, the real fight fans willbe telling each other they were here...

to see this bout.

- You're kind ofa good fighter, you know?- You ain't bad either.

- I think I won, man.- I think I won.

Vince ! Vince !

You were amazing.You were great.

Good fight, Vince.

Cesar ! Cesar !

- Cesar !- Hey.

- You were brilliant.- I-I was?

- Brilliant.- You really think so?

See you later !

All right. Thank you.

Ladies and gentlemen,before we go to the scorecards,

a round of applause pleasefor these two fighters.

This was one hell of a war !

And now the official scoring.Judge Harrison Pearl...

scores the bout 96-95.

- He has it for Boudreau.- What'd I tell ya?What'd I tell ya, huh?

- You got it. You got it.-

Judge Abrams Harlemsscores it 96-95 for Dominguez.

All right. All right.

And judge Steve De Roshescores the bout...

This bout is a draw !

Great job. Great job.

This gentleman from the commission'sgot your check right here.

You guys put on a hell of a showout there, a hell of a show.

- It wasn't a show. It was a fight.- Yeah, I know.

What is this? It-It says 24,000.The deal was 50,000.

Promoter's fee, attorney's fee.Your cornermen need taking care of.

- All these deductions werein the contract you signed.- Vince. Hey.

- Vince, did you see this, man? 24,000.- Yeah.

- I mean, where is the rest?- Boilerplate, fellas. Boilerplate.

- Boilerplate. What does that mean?- It's good.

Listen to me. Listen to me.Joe Domino was very impressedwith your performance tonight.

- That's the good news.- Bullshit.

- He wants to work with you boys again.- You guys are back in his good graces.

- What-What do you mean? Rematch?- Something to talk about.

- What-What about the title shot?- Lots to talk about.

- Rematch? Who knows, huh?- Look. Tyson's comin' out.Good job, you guys.

I gotta go. You guysgot great seats for the main event,and you take care of that eye.

You don't wanna end up lookin' like me.I'll see ya up there.

- Great job, guys. Great job.- Come on, son.Let's go to the hospital.

We'll take care of it right now. We'lldo a good job. We'll get it over with.

- Thanks.- I can't believe this.

So once again,Tyson versus Rusticoff...

turns out to be a 52-secondfisted pay-per-viewfraud.

And Tyson has another,quote, victory, unquote.

Hey, Hank. When was the last timeyou made that much money that fast?

- Pretty quick, huh?Have anything on it?- Sure did. Thanks.

- Hey, Dick. Glad you could make it.- Hi, Hank. How are you?

Patricia.

- Hey, Hank. How are you?- How are you?

- Enjoy the fight? A little fast.- It was too fast.

Would you excuse us, please?Rudy, would you see that Grace'sfriend here gets a drink?

- Oh, yeah.- Oh. Ciao.

- How do you like your suite, honey?- I haven't been there yet.

I could take you upon the, uh, private elevator.

If you don't mind,I would love to show you the plans...

of my product idea, the periscopeI was telling you about?

It's upside-down.

Interesting.Very interesting.

Vince, I don't knowabout this, man. Really.

Hey, hey, this'll work.Trust me.

- Thousand, red.- Right here.

- - You gotta bet some to win some.

Eleven, black.

-Jesus Christ.- Hey, hey, hey.

No problem. Let's double the bet.Two thousand, red.

What-Whatif you play black?

- No, the odds'll kick in, all right?-Just to try it?

- The odds?- The odds.

- - Oh, okay. The odds. All right.

- Thirty-five, black.- Ohh. Foo. Sh--

Okay.Three thousand, red.

The dressis a Bardot thing.

- I knew Brigitte Bardot.- I bet you did.

You know what, man?I don't like taking offwithout saying good-bye to Grace.

- This is not right.- She deserves better than us.

Certainly better than you.

Hey, after tonight,the way you hit,

I got new respectfor fags.

Vince, Vince, I--I am not a fag, you know?

I mean, that'sa very primitive way of thinking.

No, no, no, no.I'm saying, if you were a fag,if you were-- You know, it's okay.

You know,if you were a fag.

Rudy, get this bitchout of here.

- Uh, Security.- Yes, sir?

- Take the b*tch out.- Don't touch me !

All right.Just leave me alone.

Guys, wait !Where you goin' ?

Get in the back.I'm driving.

- Yeah, yeah.- What are you doin' ? Get in the back.

In the back.

Grace, did you goto the party?

Mm-hmm.Didn't like it.

Why do rich men think women'll sleepwith them just 'cause they got dough?

A woman would rather have a poor guythat knows how to make love to her...

than a rich guywho doesn't.

- Am I wrong?- Uh, oh--

- No.- Maybe not "poor" poor,

but moderately well offwould be okay.

Moderately well-off guywho's a good lay...

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