Rocky Page #4

ADRIAN:

... Goodnight, Rocky.

Rocky exits. Adrian watches his departure with mixed

emotions.

EXT. ANDY'S BAR - NIGHT

A short while later Rocky arrives at Andy's Bar... He throws

the Colonel Sanders bag and bones in a large public litter

can. The trash can has a bicentennial picture of George

Washington pointing at a pile of garbage. The caption

reads, "There was no litter at Valley Forge!"

20.

INT. ANDY'S BAR - NIGHT

Rocky enters the bar. He sits the Drunk in a booth...

Several drinkers wave at him. OLD ANDY sets a mug of beer

in front of him... Rocky seems to be looking for someone.

ROCKY:

Catch pneumonia out there --

Seen Paulie?

Andy casually nods towards the men's room.

Rocky traverses the room and passes TWO DRUNKS leaning on

the bar.

INT. ANDY'S RESTROOM - NIGHT

Rocky enters the restroom... It is a vile stench hole with

years of the remnants of many sick drunks caked on the wall.

PAULIE is presently trying to comb his hair in the only

remaining piece of mirror in the room... Paulie is in his

early thirties. He is medium height. Brown hair. Square

shouldered. He has a foul personality... A classic

misanthrope.

ROCKY:

Yo, Paulie.

PAULIE:

(very drunk)

Yo, Rocky -- Look at this

mirror. I'd like to kill the

friggin' moron who broke this

mirror.

ROCKY:

Yo, Paulie.

PAULIE:

What?

ROCKY:

Your sister's givin' me the

shoulder.

PAULIE:

Forget her. You could do

better than my sister.

ROCKY:

Every mornin', every night I

pass by -- I smile.

(MORE)

21.

ROCKY (CONT'D)

I say jokes. Nothin'. She

looks at me.

PAULIE:

(annoyed)

Looks, huh?

ROCKY:

Yeah, like I was a plate of

leftovers -- Somethin' wrong

with my face -- Whatta I need,

a Caddy to connect with ya

sister?

PAULIE:

My sister's a friggin' loser.

ROCKY:

Hey --

PAULIE:

Sometimes she gets me so

crazy, I'd like to split her

head with a razor.

ROCKY:

Don't get mental, man.

PAULIE:

Ya caught me in a bad mood.

ROCKY:

Ya always in a bad mood --

PAULIE:

... Adrian ain't sharp.

The restroom stench is overwhelming... Rocky covers his nose

with the neckline of his t-shirt.

PAULIE:

(continuing)

She's a loser -- She don't

enjoy life -- She reads --

Brainy -- Pushin' thirty

friggin' years old! She's

gonna die alone if she don't

wise up.

ROCKY:

I'm thirty myself.

22.

PAULIE:

An' you're dyin' alone, too.

ROCKY:

I don't see no crowd around

you, neither.

PAULIE:

(pointing at

the wall)

I wanna kill the friggin'

moron who broke the mirror.

ROCKY:

Let's get outta this stink.

INT. ANDY'S BAR - NIGHT

The restroom door opens. Rocky guides Paulie out. Though

stumbling, Paulie talks as he walks.

PAULIE:

The girl's dryin' up! She's

gotta live a little before her

body dries up!! You're a pal,

Rock -- How 'bout yo' talk to

her? Y'know, it's Thanksgivin'

tomorrow.

ROCKY:

... Sure.

PAULIE:

Tomorrow you come for some

bird, right?

ROCKY:

Absolutely...

Paulie smiles and Rocky guides him to a booth... Rocky steps

to the bar. Andy leans over to him.

ANDY:

That was alotta crap to go

through for a dinner invite.

Rocky shakes his head no and raises his eyes towards a

suspended television... the nightly sports broadcast is on.

The SPORTS COMMENTATOR is at the airport and about to

interview the heavyweight champion of the world, APOLLO

CREED. Creed is twenty-eight years old. He is a tall,

smooth-muscled Black with barely a scar on his light coffee-

colored face...

23.

He is followed by an entourage of mixed trainers and

cornermen. Also tagging alone is a small group of hangers-on.

The Commentator interviews Creed as he and his followers

disembark a private jet.

COMMENTATOR:

How was the flight, Champ?

APOLLO:

Very high an' very fast.

Apollo's crowd smiles almost automatically at everything he

says.

COMMENTATOR:

Apollo, how would you rate

this last British challenger,

Henry Wilcoxson?

APOLLO:

He was big, an' very nasty so

I destroyed him in a hurry --

Now I'm gettin' ready for Mac

Lee Green next month.

COMMENTATOR:

You're referring to the much

publicized bicentennial fight?

APOLLO:

That's right -- It's gonna be

the greatest sportin' event in

this country's history -- A

gala occurrence!

COMMENTATOR:

Still to be held in

Philadelphia?

APOLLO:

The Bicentennial Heavyweight

Championship of the World is

gonna be held in the only

place it can be held --

Philadelphia! -- the nation's

cradle -- January First -- the

first major event of our two

hundredth year.

COMMENTATOR:

Where're you off to now?

Apollo draws his wife close.

24.

APOLLO:

Me an' my wife are goin' home

'cause we miss our children

an' can't go no more time

without seein' them.

COMMENTATOR:

Any quick advice for young

boxing hopefuls?

APOLLO:

(looks straight

into the camera)

... Stay in school an' use

your brains, dig -- Be a

lawyer, be a doctor, carry a

leather briefcase an' forget

about sports!! Sports can

only make ya grunt an' smell --

Be a thinker not a stinker!!

Apollo's entourage laughs and they move on... The Commentator

faces the camera.

COMMENTATOR:

Jerry Simpson at Kennedy

Airport with the Champion,

Apollo Creed.

The sports show cuts away, but Rocky continues to look at

the television with a pensive stare... Andy has been speaking

the following dialogue over Apollo's broadcast.

ANDY:

Nobody cares what's happenin'

in the world of sports

nomore -- Downhill. Baseball,

downhill -- Basketball,

downhill. Football's goin',

too. Bank on it. Baseball

use to be America's best

sport... Sure -- Nuttin' like

squattin' through a great

double header, but now

baseball's all business.

The news report with Apollo ends. Andy drinks.

ANDY:

(continuing)

Where are the real fighters?

The pros. Today we jig clowns.

25.

ROCKY:

Clown.

ANDY:

Yeah.

ROCKY:

He took his best shot an'

became champ -- What shot did

you ever take?

ANDY:

Yo, Rock, you ain't happy with

yourself? Fine. But me, I

gotta business here -- I don't

need to take no shot.

Becoming despondent, Rocky rises and crosses to Paulie

slumped unconscious in the booth.

Rocky exits the bar... Andy turns to his customers.

ANDY:

(continuing; boldly)

Take a shot, he says! -- Sure,

I'll take a shot!

Laughing, Andy pours himself a shot.

EXT. ATOMIC HOAGIE SHOP - NIGHT

Rocky passes an all-night sandwich shop... In the window

hangs the sign "ATOMIC HOAGIE SHOP, INC." Out front are

several YOUNG MEN and WOMEN. They are much too young to be

out so late... A boy with a badly-chipped tooth beckons to

Rocky.

CHIPPED TOOTH:

(aggressively)

Yo, Rocks, buy us sum wine, man.

ROCKY:

... No wine -- Bad for ya'

brain.

CHIPPED TOOTH:

C'mon, man, it's cold, man.

ROCKY:

No wine.

CHIPPED TOOTH:

Yo, Rock, gimme a dollar.

26.

ROCKY:

Why?

CHIPPED TOOTH:

(sarcastically)

'Cause we dig ya, man -- Gimme

a dollar.

ROCKY:

No dollar.

CHIPPED TOOTH:

Hey, give Rocky a dime.

YOUNG MAN #2

... How come?

CHIPPED TOOTH:

So he can call all his friends.

ROCKY:

(mildly embarrassed)

... That's an old one.

CHIPPED TOOTH:

Buy us some Thunderbird, man.

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