Rocky II Page #6

I'm ready to meet you anywhere.

Any place, any time, I will meet

and defeat this so-called fighter...

... the Italian Stallion, if the man only has

the guts to give me a call. Call me collect.

Call me, Balboa!

This would be a legitimate rematch,

the boxer against the puncher.

Everyone wants to see them

back in the ring.

But there's only one problem:

Where is Rocky Balboa?

Ugly bum!

You know, I was thinking that, uh...

...I ain't supposed to

do no commercials and...

...I ain't supposed to

work in no meat house.

I'm supposed to be a fighter.

But you... you gave that up.

Mm.

I think I'm becomin' a nobody again, too.

- In whose eyes? Not mine.

- In mine.

In here.

- We'll get by.

- That's just it.

I don't want just to get by

the hard way, you know?

I want you to have good things.

I want the kid to have good things.

We'll have 'em.

I just think we need 'em now, don't you?

Rocky, please...

You don't have to prove anything.

Adrian, it's all I know.

I don't want you to do it.

It's all I know.

Adrian?

You know...

...I never asked you to stop

bein' a woman, you know?

Please, I'm askin' you, please...

don't ask me to stop bein' a man.

Please.

(knocking)

(knocking)

(knocking)

(knocking)

I think we oughta knock his block off.

- Absolutely.

- (Adrian) Rocky...

I'm sorry.

Let's do it.

Apollo! Apollo! Has a site

been chosen for the rematch?

It will be in the Philadelphia Spectrum...

...cos I want this man's

home town to see this.

I want all of Philadelphia,

all of America, the whole world...

...to see me destroy this man

after two short rounds.

After this fight he's gonna have to donate

what's left of his body to science.

Rocky, what do you think about

the fight taking place in the Spectrum?

- Well, I'm very happy about that.

- Why?

Well, it's only about

ten minutes from my house.

Apollo, people say that you lost the first

fight, a victim of the southpaw jinx.

- Did fighting a left-hander throw you off?

- Southpaw jinx nothin'!

I took the fight too lightly

and this man was just plain lucky.

But this time - this time -

you all will see the real Apollo Creed.

The world's gonna see

the real Apollo Creed.

Lightnin' fast and hard to catch.

No playin', no jivin' - just business.

Rocky, do you think you have

a chance this time against Apollo?

- I don't know. He looks pretty mad.

- (laughter)

- Me and Mick, we're gonna try our best.

- His lungs he's gonna punch out.

- Now, who's that? Al Capone?

- I would sweat you.

Look here, a lot of people

may not like me, and that's OK.

But come November, Apollo Creed will

provide the ultimate gala spectacle...

...on Thanksgiving,

in front of this man's home crowd.

I'm gonna drop him like a bad habit.

Rocky, your pay is substantial.

What are you gonna do with the money?

The first thing I gotta do

is I gotta pay the rent, you know.

And then I made this list on the way over.

I was just thinkin' of things to do.

I'd like to get a couple of hats

and a motorcycle and...

...a couple of quarts of perfume

for Adrian - she likes to smell good.

Some Muppet toys - you know,

Ernie and Big Bird and that frog.

- What's his name? Kermit or somethin'?

- I don't know.

I thought maybe a statue for the church,

and a snow-cone machine for you, Paulie.

- You like snow cones, don't you?

- Yeah.

Rocky, got anything derogatory

to say about the champ?

Derogatory... Yeah. He's great.

How about some clowning shots, Apollo?

Does this look like a circus to you, man?

Come November, you're mine.

- He's very upset.

- Ah, well.

(Mickey) See how smooth

he moves there?

- See how he pumps that jab in your eye?

- Yeah.

You got guts to go back

in the ring with him, kid.

Thanks a lot, Mick.

You see, your style's

too easy to figure out.

Left-handed fighters, they're the worst.

They lead with their face mostly.

Tryin' to throw that big left.

Right's no damn good.

They oughta outlaw southpaws.

Why didn't you tell me this before?

I didn't wanna hurt your feelings.

Now, look...

...to pull this miracle off,

you gotta change everything.

You gotta learn to be a right-handed

fighter. This'll confuse Apollo...

...and it'll protect that bad eye.

- I can't learn how to fight right-handed.

- What's can't?

There ain't no can'ts! There's no can'ts.

Now, he will beat you

uglier than you are now.

Now, listen, you start fightin' right-handed

and then you change suddenly...

...and that'll make history,

but first you gotta get speed.

Demon speed. Speed's what we need.

We need greasy, fast speed!

Now, I'll show ya a trick

how to get some speed in them legs.

- Do you have to wear that sweatshirt?

- It brings me luck, you know?

You know what it brings? It brings flies.

I want you to try - listen to me.

I want you to try to

chase this little chicken.

What do I gotta chase that for?

It's embarrassing.

First, because I said so.

Second, because chicken-chasin' is how

we always used to train in the old days.

You catch this thing,

you can catch greased lightning. Ready?

Well, I'd rather eat it than chase it.

It ain't very mature.

Neither are you very mature!

Listen, get this thing.

- I'm a fighter. I ain't a farmer.

- Come on at it! Go on and get him!

Get him! Get him! Get him! Come on!

What's the matter with ya? Get him!

Pick him up! Pick him up!

Pull him round!

What's the matter? Are you standin' still

or somethin'? Speed! Speed!

Can't you catch a little chicken? Huh?

Come on! Move your tail! Move your tail!

You look like a girl out there.

What's the matter with ya?

I feel like a Kentucky fried idiot.

Wake up, will ya? Will ya wake up?

Come on! Come on. Give it. Give it!

Yo, Rock.

What's the matter with my sister?

Well, I wish you'd go talk to her. Adrian

don't like this none. She's started cryin'.

- She don't like me fightin'.

- What's with this domestic stuff?

Tend to the business, will ya?!

Jab that till it hurts!

Do you hear me? 500 times.

- I wanna use my other arm.

- If you do, I'm gonna chop it off.

- Is that clear?

- I'll figure somethin'.

I wish you would, Paulie. I appreciate it.

I'm sorry. Are you finished?

Can we go to work?

That would be nice. Now, hit that bag.

Hit it. Jab it till it hurts. Go ahead!

- Three... four...

- I want 500 high ones.

- Go!

- What was that? Seven or eight?

One, two. One, two.

One, two. Come on. Turn it over.

Snap it. Snap it. Come on.

Dig it! Dig it! Dig it!

All right, pick it up.

Come on. Pick 'em up. Pick 'em up.

Faster! Faster! Faster!

Come on! Faster!

Time!

Time!

Get up! Get me another one, all right?

- Ease up on these sparrin' partners.

- You just get me another, man.

Time! What's the matter?

That bag too fast for ya?

(crowd chants) Apollo! Apollo! Apollo!

You're gonna pound

that sass right out of him.

Last time we shoulda won,

but this time you're gonna be scary, kid.

You're gonna be a greasy,

fast, Italian monster!

You're gonna eat lightning!

Rate this script:5.0 / 1 vote