Somebody Up There Likes Me Page #3

New York City.

Yeah.

You mean, "Yes, sir."

Yeah, yes, sir.

I gather from the way

you talk and think...

...you're like a lot of the tough guys

we got coming in here.

I guess we're gonna have to knock

some of that out of you, fella.

I reckon we're gonna have to teach

you a little lesson.

I wanna tell you something now:

There's no room in this man's Army

for a wise guy.

- You understand that?

- Wait a minute, you bum.

You could be a captain and all that,

but you don't impress me so hot.

You're so tough, come on outside.

- Soldier, are you just plain crazy?

- Yeah, maybe I am.

Crazy with being sick and tired of this

creep joint, but at least I ain't yellow.

Hey, sarge?

Say, what's a nine letter word...

...for different methods

of governing a society?

I keep getting confused.

You're in the Army now.

You've gotta forget everything

but four-letter words.

- Who is it?

- Come... It's me. Come on, open up.

Hey, Rock.

Hey, I thought you was in the Army.

What are you doing here?

- No, not 10 after 6.

- Come on, you got some scratch on you?

Me? Nothing.

A couple of bucks.

I been doing pretty lousy, Rocky.

Everybody's in the Army.

Can't get no one to muscle for me.

Hey, Rocky?

Hey, you coming back with me?

No, I got into this jam, this bad jam

with this captain out at the camp...

...and it's gonna take

dough to buy him off.

- How much?

- A couple yards, maybe a grand.

I don't know the price

but I can't go back to the Army...

...until I got what to square the rap.

- What about your old lady?

She always done pretty good for you

with them bail bondsmen.

No, she don't know I'm on the lam.

She wouldn't like it.

- Hey, what's-his-name?

- Who?

This guy, Frankie Peppo.

He said if I ever needed quick dough...

I've gotta get me some clothes first.

Hey, what size suit you wear?

- You'd split the seams.

- Knock it off, will you?

Go get me a suit someplace.

I'm gonna get some shuteye.

Get you a suit?

Rocky, I ain't got any dough.

So?

Ring One:

Ramon Santalito and Eddie O'Flare.

Look out below.

I listen to you enough.

Now you're gonna listen to me.

You're tired, huh? Course you're tired.

How many times I gotta tell you?

Either you wanna be a fighter

or you wanna have fun like Errol Flynn.

- What's on your mind?

- Where can I find Frankie Peppo?

What is this? Information, please?

Can't you see I'm busy?

Try Lou Stillman.

Come here, you.

Let me show you something.

Telephone call for Marty O'Brien

for a change.

Hey, Mr. Stillman, the floor in

the shower is very slippery.

- I almost fell and hurt myself.

- Do me a favor.

Take your showers at home

if you got a home.

Hey, you're blocking the path.

No, this guy said

maybe you could tell me...

Max. Booth Two.

What's going on here?

Max Natfield's wanted on the phone

and that ain't all he's wanted for.

Who are you looking for?

Frankie Peppo.

Just tell me how to find him.

Sure. I'll tell you how to find Peppo.

You take a subway

down to Grand Central Station...

...and then you take

the train to Sing Sing.

But don't hurry because you got

two to 10 years to get there.

And when you do find Peppo,

tell him to stay away from here.

I'm not running a social hall for thieves.

Say, Lou, Eddie is giving me the

twisted-ankle routine.

I think his ankle isn't twisted,

it's yellow.

Well, what do you expect

for 10 dollars? Tiger-flowers?

All right, so send out a call

on WHN there.

See if you can dig me up

a sparring partner real fast.

There must be someone around

who needs a sawbuck.

Yeah. Me.

- You wanna mix with my boy?

- Yeah, sure.

- Have you done much fighting?

- Well, yeah.

- Where?

- All around.

All around with who?

What do you mean? Lots of guys.

What's your name?

- Rocky.

- Rocky what?

Graziano. Rocky Graziano.

- Like the Italian wine.

- Yeah, like the Italian wine.

You go in the locker room

and tell Chuck...

...that Irving Cohen said you should have

trunks and a head guard.

Yeah, in there.

And look, make sure

that he gives you a cup.

Oh, that's okay, Mr. Cohen,

I don't need no cup.

I'll drink out of the bottle.

That's it. Jab. Jab.

- Throw your right. That's it.

- Throw your right.

Get in close.

Get him.

Stay down.

Come here.

Come here. Do you realize

who you just knocked out?

That's the top light heavyweights

from South America.

I'm sorry, he got me mad.

I forgot where I was.

- Where did you learn to hit like that?

- Do I still get the 10 bucks?

Sure.

Ramon bought that jaw

at Steuben's Glass.

Listen, Rocky, this is Whitey Bimstein.

- Yeah. How are you, Whitey?

- Hi.

- Like to have him train you?

- What do you mean?

Come on,

Give me my 10 bucks, will you?

Sure, sure, but you see,

I like the way you hit, kid.

And I'd like to handle you.

I ain't got time

for 10-dollar fights.

No, no, no, 50, 75, 100 dollars

a bout in no time at all.

Sure, sure.

You get another guy for me to flatten...

...and get ahold of me

at Benny's Candy Store.

That's 10th Street by Avenue A.

If I ain't found a better way

of picking up some dough...

...I'll fight for you, okay?

Okay.

Meshuggenah.

Sometimes I think I never

should have left the lingerie business.

I was the happiest man

in ladies underwear.

Couple hundred places

where they have fights...

...and these guys

gotta go pick the Army.

Will you sit down, Rocky?

Relax a little?

Everybody's nervous their first fight, kid.

- You got nothing to worry about.

- Yeah, nothing to worry about.

Yeah. I got nothing to worry about.

You better come along with us.

All right. I'll come along with you.

Big crowd, and they got

the aisle blocked.

You just follow us,

we'll get you to the ring.

- Come on. Come on.

- Oh, yeah.

Let's go, Hightower.

Come on, Hightower.

Rock this baby to sleep.

Hey, Graziano, your bicycle has a flat.

Somebody introduce these guys.

Come on, Hightower.

Come on, Hightower. Let's go.

Let's go, Hightower.

What are you looking out there for?

He's right there in the ring,

right in front of you.

- Break it up.

- I gotta get out of here.

All right, move to your corner.

Yeah, yeah, I know you got

a great right hand, kid...

...but there's more than one hand

on a fighter.

You have to train.

Learn how to box a little.

Look, I ain't got time

for training talks now.

- Just give me the dough, huh?

- Okay, kid. Okay.

Here's 40 for you and 10 for me.

Thanks.

Now, what about you and Whitey

getting together tomorrow?

No, just leave a message at the store

when you got another guy for me.

Now, wait a minute,

aren't you even gonna take a shower?

That's okay, Mr. Cohen.

It's raining out.

Hundred and fifty-five and a half.

One fifty-five and a half.

Okay, Graziano. Purple tights.

Be in the dressing room at 7:30.

Here. Take this with you.

They'll ask for it.

- Oh, yeah.

- Hundred and fifty-five.

One fifty-five.

See that? You faded

another two pounds.

- You haven't been eating.

- What do you want from me?

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