Play It to the Bone Page #4

and I'll get up at eight or nine,you know, get through the round.

And I thought I got upat nine.

- Six ! Seven !- Cesar, get the f*** up !

Eight ! Nine ! Ten !

- You're out.- You're a piece of sh*t.

- I'm all right. I'm all right. Come on.- You piece of sh*t.

- Get him outta here.- But I didn't.

I could not hear too good.

You motherf***er.

I couldn't hear too good. You know,you gotta play things all the way.

- To the bone.- Yeah.

You gotta play it to the bone.

And I thought I was.

I mean, it's just likethe blink of an eye. You-- You--

You take your eyes off the road and--and then you are in a car crash.

Thirty-seven seconds.That's how much I lasted.

Well, your fight was over,but your life wasn't over.

Yeah. But they thought thatI could have beaten the count.

They thought I was waitingtill ten to get up, so--

so it would look like I triedto beat the count, but I failed.

I-- I swear on my father's gravethat I--

I couldn't hear the count.

- I-- I couldn't.- Motherf***er.

Joe Domino told everybody I quit.

He said that I have no heart.

- Domino's a dick.- Yeah, but he's the man.

Yeah, the man's a dick.

You know something?

- Velario was a fag.- Oh, yeah?

- Nah.- Oh, yeah ! Men, women, whatever, man.

I got beat by a fag.

There's a lot of fagsin boxing.

There's not a lot of fagsin boxing !

Sure there are.More than average.

Wha--What is your proof of that?

- What's your proof of Jesus?- My proof--

Proof just confusesinstincts !

- What the hell are you saying?- Never mind.

You know, after Velarioknocked me out,

I became a fagfor a while.

Wha--What?

Let's back this up.What did you just say?

Uh, I told you.I told you already.

No, y-you told me jack.You tellin' me you're a fag.

No, no, no, no.I was for a little while.

You know, I experimentedwith a lot of things in my life.

Experiment-- Hey, hey, Grace,did you know about this?

- Sure, I knew.- You know, I mean, it only lastedfor a year. I didn't dig it.

Well, if you didn't dig it, why didn'tyou quit after five seconds?

You know, uh-- You know,I got a dick up my ass,I don't need a f***in' year...

- to figure out whether or notI like it !- Well, I was trying things !

You know? I mean, you gothumiliated by a fag,

and you figure that maybe he knowsthings that you don't know, huh?

Hey, look, hey, hey.I get knocked stupid by some fag,

it doesn't make me want to dropto my knees and suck some dick!

- Lighten up !- Jesus ! I--

Oh, dear Lord,I just said your name in vain.

Please forgive me.It won't happen again.

I-- I was-- I looked after you.Why didn't you tell me about this?

Because I thought you'd go offlike you just did. And besides,it's not your f***ing business !

- Oh, not my business.- Christ, I never got arrestedfor assault and battery and dealing.

Hey !The drug charges were dropped !

- I'm sorry !- Guys, cool it ! Calm down !

My best friend's a fag.

- Goddamn it !- Goddamn it.

- What's the holdup, man?- I don't know.

So this isa total blowout, man.

Jesus Christ, fix it !

- I can't fix it. I don't know how.- Oh,you're so incompetent !

- I don't care ! It's a stupid car.- It's not a stupid car.

- I paid $100,000 for it.- But it doesn't work! Call Triple A.

- Triple A? I-I-- What is Triple A?- Oh, my God.

You don't know what Triple A is,then you are stupid.

Uh, uh, where you going?Huh?

Y-You said you weregonna rock my world in Vegas !

What about our sexy tripto sin city?

- Hey, what can I do for you?- Waffes.

I'll have a lot of waffesand some oatmeal. Need them carbs.

- Yeah, me too. Waffles and oatmeal.- Okay.

You know what Sugar Ray Robinson,the greatest fighter of all time--

-you know what he used to havefor a meal before he fought?- No.

- A glass of blood.- Mmm.

He used to have it everycouple of days for weeks...

in training campbefore he fought.

- Along with the waffes,I'll have a glass of blood.- Large or small?

- Large.- You know what? We're out of blood.

- Out?- Out of blood?What kind of joint is this?

I'll have, uh--

- Hmm. Oatmeal.- Oatmeal.

- And waffes.- Good.

- All right. Where's your ladies' room?- Restroom's outside.

- Excuse me.- Miss you already.

- Hey, you should've told meyou're a fag, man.- Oh, man.

I am not a fag just because I triedsome things a few years ago. Come on.

- Some things?- Yeah, some things.

You ever hear that saying, "A man buildsa thousand bridges and sucks one dick.

To the world, he's nota bridge builder, he's a cocksucker."

- No. No. I never heardthat old expression.- Very well-known.

- It's very well-known.- Can you take a chamomile teaand just take your rosary...

and go outside and pray a little bitand leave me alone for a while?

All right, whatever. You know what,your jab? Your jab, it don't scare me.

Your f***ing left hookdoesn't mean sh*t to me.Everybody knows it's a limp dick.

Why you havin' waffes?You never have waffes before a fight !

You are having waffes.I'm having waffes.

Oh, yeah. I teach you everything I know.Now you gotta eat what I eat?

Exactly ! You told me just to copy thegreat ones and to study the great ones.

- So I am having waffles.- Kiss my ass.

I might do that. You know? Becauseever since you shaved your head...

you look so prettyand I love you so much--

- I knew it, I knew it, I knew it.You're still a fag !- You are obsessed with that.

- You are obsessed with that !Yeah ! Yes, you are !- I'm not !

You are obsessed with that !That's gonna happen to you.That's gonna happen to you.

Hey, I'm not obsessed. You know what?I'm obsessed with one thing...

and one thing only,and that's gettin' another title shot,'cause I can beat Campas.

Yeah, but you cannot beat meto get to Campas, so who gives a sh*t?

You know what? I really wishyou believed in Jesus Christ,

- because you'd feel much lessdepressed after I bury my fist--- Who had the waffles?

We all did !How f***in' tough is that?

There you go.

You guys hate each other yet?

You don't have to hate another manin order to destroy him.

- It's just the sport of it, right?- Right.

Good.Let's eat.

- Excuse me.- You're excused.

Grace. I-If you have tobet on tonight's fight,

uh, who do you thinkis gonna win?

Me or Vince?N-N-No bullshit about it.

Be straight with me.Me or Vince?

He's gonna kick your ass.

- No.- Too much experience.

- I'm quicker.- He can take a punch.

He'll slip your jab, work your body,and he's a great counterpuncher.

I'm sorry, Ces.Just circleto the left, and you'll be okay.

- Circle to the left.- Yeah.

Well.

But, uh, who isthe better lover ?

Me or Vince?

No contest.You.

All right !

St-Stay right there.

Stay right there !

Grace, come here.

Come here !Hurry, damn it !

Well, I--I am the better lover.

What is it?

- He was here.- Who?

Jesus !He was right here.

Jesus?Maybe He's hiding.

He doesn't hide.

- Hey.- Sh*t. Jesus !

- What happened?- We missed Jesus.

Oh ! Oh, right.

- Sh*t.- Oh, right.

Hey, f*** you.

No. I mean,Jesus was hanging outbehind the Mad Greek restaurant...

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