Rocky Balboa

Yet another quick knockout for

Mason Dixon, almost perfunctory.

The fans let him know

how they feel about it.

Hide the women and children.

This could get ugly.

This crowd does nothing to hide

its anger over this latest debacle.

The fans are mad as hell.

They don't want to take it anymore.

They seem to be blaming Dixon,

a good fighter, for the decline...

... not only of the heavyweight-division

guys, but of the entire sport.

They're actually pelting...

... the undefeated heavyweight

champion of the world with ice.

Maybe this angry, visceral reaction

will pressure Dixon to fight someone...

... who can fight back for a change.

If there's somebody out there.

All of boxing is hoping for a warrior

who thrills us with his passion.

Time goes by too fast.

Yeah? Not fast enough.

- Your kid should've been here.

- That's all right.

- No, it ain't all right.

- The kid gets a little busy sometimes.

He don't get that busy.

Let's not talk about it here, okay?

You're coming tonight, right?

I'm working. I took the tour

the last three years.

I know, but it's the anniversary.

Fine. You got my word.

I appreciate it, thank you.

I owe you, Paulie.

Yo, Robert. What's going on?

Where have you been? You're late.

No. I don't wanna hear this.

Look, your job performance...

...is nowhere near good enough

to be pulling this.

I don't give a damn who your father is.

You understand me?

- All right. Now get out of here.

- Okay.

Thank you, sir.

Yo, Robert. Yo.

- Hey, Rocky.

- Hey.

- Hey, how you doing?

- Hey.

What's up, champ?

- You caught me off guard.

- I know.

I wanted to catch you

before you got busy.

Yeah, it gets busy up there.

- So how you doing? Yeah?

- Real good. Yeah.

- Yo, Rock!

- Yeah, how you doing?

Yeah, real good.

Listen, you wanna go out

and get some coffee?

I'm kind of behind. Maybe later?

Yeah. That'd be great. You ought to

come by the restaurant tonight.

I can have something

made special for you.

Tonight I can't. I got plans.

A few of the guys get together.

- Did I do something wrong?

- What do you mean?

Well, I don't know exactly

what I mean...

...but I just think, like, when I come

here, you don't feel so comfortable.

And I certainly don't wanna do that.

- Well, you throw a big shadow.

- A big shadow?

You're not gonna get anything done

down here, Robert.

Well, if you're not gonna introduce me,

I will. Hi, I'm William Tomilson.

- How you doing?

- Your son works for me.

- It's a good job.

- Yeah.

I've told Robert about 20 times

that I wanted to meet you.

You're pretty busy,

which isn't a bad thing.

- I get a little tied up.

- Grab a shot, will you?

I may not get this chance again.

Old warhorses have to stick together.

- The old horses, yeah.

- I'll tell you.

- Good thing it's not your left.

- This makes you popular with people.

- One, two, three.

- Finally, we get to meet.

I gotta get going. It was nice

to meet you face to face.

You take care of yourself.

Robert, I'll see you later.

I gotta get going.

I'll change my plans for tonight.

That'd be great.

I'm looking forward to it.

- How you doing?

- Okay.

- Okay.

- All right.

And do not let those numbers

drive you crazy.

- Too late.

- Use an eraser, get rid of all of them.

- Yo, Rock.

- Hey, guys.

- Hey, Rock.

- Hey, how you doing?

There you go.

It'll be about 10 tenths.

You guys take care, okay? You got it.

I'll try a few of these later on.

- It's good for baking.

- How much--?

- Yo, Paul, what's the cost?

- 58.40, sir.

All right, take it out of that.

I trust you.

- How you doing?

- You're too generous.

Not a problem.

How you guys doing?

How we doing, Isabel?

Okay, except for the freebie

reading the Bible.

- He's okay.

- Just because you fought him...

...don't mean you gotta feed him.

He doesn't look like a fighter.

Spider Rico could hit.

- Listen, how's your stomach?

- It's okay.

If you keep rubbing olive oil

on your stomach...

...your kid's gonna be

born very strong.

- Okay, Rocky. Whatever you say.

- No, really.

- Yo, how you doing, Spider?

- God bless you, Rocky.

Thanks.

How you guys doing?

Jose, can you make something special

for my kid who's coming tonight?

No problemo.

Good. I appreciate it.

Back and forth, back and forth,

give and take.

And then I went in there like an animal

and threw him into the corner...

...and I unloaded everything I had.

Hook, hook, hook, left, left, left.

But Creed, he kept

busting me back pretty good...

...and the agony began to pile up.

Then I heard the best sound

that I ever heard in my life... .

- The bell.

- That's right, the bell.

I ain't never been so tired,

and I'm sitting in my corner.

I'm trying to figure out

how to survive the last round...

...when Mickey leans

into my ear and says:

"Come on, get out there

and fight this guy hard, you bum.

You gotta be first. You gotta be first."

I said, "Yo, Mick, if I could...

- "I would."

...I would."

The end.

Yet another quick knockout for

Mason Dixon, almost perfunctory.

The fans let him know

how they feel about it.

They're actually pelting...

... the undefeated heavyweight

champion of the world with ice.

Hello, Adrian's. Yeah?

Tell him you can't make it?

Yeah, I'll give him the message.

I just kept hearing Mickey's voice

in my head over and over again.

I just dug down,

and before you know it...

...it was toe to toe and it was--

Excuse me.

Your son said he can't make it.

He said he'll take a rain check. Okay?

Look at these birds.

Don't these birds look like candy?

Flying candy?

Hey, birdie,

you wanna fly me home?

You need somebody

to walk you home?

No?

It's a cold night. We need a few laughs

in our life. What do you think? Maybe?

Maybe? Maybe?

Okay. Let's get out of here, okay?

That place ain't changed much

from last year.

Are we done?

Hey, how you doing, Mick?

That sign is falling apart, Paulie.

The whole world is falling apart.

Look at us.

Don't talk crazy, Paulie.

You know, I think if you live someplace

long enough, you are that place.

I ain't no talking building.

Come on, it's getting late, Rocko.

I get a headache from this train.

I remember when

she was standing there...

...all nervous and shy,

with this little smile.

And all I wanted her to do

was trust me.

She did.

- She did.

- You done?

- How long are we staying here?

- Not long.

Well, I'm glad they tore

this ice rink down.

Come on.

You heard me.

I'm happy they tore it apart.

First time I walked your sister

across this ice, we was over there.

She was nervous, but I wasn't so great

on the blades either.

Ice is stupid. People standing on ice

are more stupid.

And over there,

when she was falling...

...and my hand grabbed her...

...and I got her arm through that coat,

I could feel it.

Electric.

You said the same thing

last year, Rock.

Did I?

- So you better develop your brain.

- You're left-handed.

- Absolutely.

Come on, Rock. Let's go.

We're done. There's no place

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