Somebody Up There Likes Me Page #5

A professional fighter.

You were doing pretty good,

we'll do better.

Make that hate

work for you inside the ring...

...where it'll make a living for you.

Instead of outside the ring where it'll

just go on lousing up your life forever.

Who knows...

...it may work so many miracles

you might even lose that hate some day.

Is that bad?

Maybe you'd rather go on

spitting in your own face...

...for the rest of your life.

A year in the Army

didn't hurt him none.

Boy, I haven't seen anybody in such

good shape since I was selling girdles.

But he's got a lot to learn yet.

Yeah, we gotta learn him

not to kill anybody.

Seven, eight, nine...

...10.

I think I'll take a walk.

If Mr. Bimstein knows so much,

why don't he teach you how to duck?

What are you talking about?

Besides, it matches my shirt real good.

Anyway, look, folding money.

Mac Wade folded in the second round.

Come on, come on, come on.

I'm gonna get some ice cream.

And stand on the street corner

taking bows...

...from the whole neighborhood,

Mr. Jack Dempsey?

Oh, cammina, cammina.

How many times I gotta tell you?

- He's a heavyweight.

- Heavyweight, middleweight...

...so long as they can't put you

in jail for it.

Hey, Pa. Hey, what do you say?

Took him in two.

For what?

So I can wind up

with a breath like a winery.

Spend my life picking up butts

out of the gutter.

- For what?

- He didn't get that way being a fighter.

He got that way not being a fighter.

Remember that.

Who knows what he might have become

if he hadn't had the bad luck to find me.

What are you talking about?

It was so easy for him

to think he was in love with me.

I was the only thing in his whole life

that wasn't dirty and nasty...

...and hitting him in the face

with a glove.

So, what did I do?

"Give it up, Nick.

Stop being a fighter. I won't marry you."

Did I know fighting was in his blood,

like dope, so it kills him when he quits?

Don't blame him, Rocky. It's me.

Me, your mother who keeps telling you

what to do.

Come on, Ma, come on.

What are you doing, huh?

Cheer up, will you? I mean...

You'll see,

everything's gonna be okay, huh?

Don't worry about a thing.

- Okay?

- Okay.

Okay, I'll see you later.

- Hello, Rocky.

- Oh, hi, Sis.

Rocky, this is my girlfriend Norma Unger

from Brooklyn.

Norma, this is my brother, Rocky.

- Hello.

- Well, yeah, hello.

- Rocky.

- What?

- Where you going?

- I'm going down to the candy store.

Norma's just dying to meet you,

but she's kind of shy.

Well, she just met me.

Well, I thought that maybe

we could double-date sometime.

Palmer, throw me down the key.

Sis, don't worry about a thing.

I mean, just leave me alone.

I ain't got no time for girls.

- Hi, Rocky.

- What's new?

What are you doing, huh?

Hey, Benny.

Hey. It's says here

I'm a "promising young middleweight."

How about that?

Everybody who is young is promising.

The world should sue the young

for breach of promise.

Give me another one.

Eating and drinking are inadequate

substitutes for achievement.

Gas in the belly, unfortunately,

will not inflate the ego.

Must have said something

real smart, Benny...

...because I didn't understand

a word.

I've always been a very wise man,

Rocky.

I'm not exactly

what you may call a philosopher...

...but I know what I'm talking about.

When I graduated night school,

the class voted me the man most likely...

...to own his own candy store.

Something to drink, young lady?

I'm not exactly thirsty.

A nice Swiss-cheese sandwich, perhaps?

I'm not exactly hungry either.

Salami? Pastrami?

A hot corned-beef sandwich?

- No.

- Can I interest you in a cigar?

Could you tell me

how to get to Deager Street...

...in Brooklyn, by subway, I mean?

Three blocks north, four blocks west.

The BMT station.

Take the Brighton Express

to Kings Highway...

...and the bus to Ocean Parkway.

Or else, walk to 14th St.,

take Canarsie Line...

...or the 8th Avenue Subway.

Take the E train to 4th Street...

...then the D train to Kings Highway,

and the bus to Ocean Parkway.

Any questions?

Thank you, I'll find it somehow.

- Good night.

- Anytime.

Good night, Rocky.

Oh, yeah, good night.

I'll see you.

The check.

Hey, wait up.

I'll walk you down

to the subway entrance.

You don't have to do that.

Well, it's raining.

No, it's not, it stopped.

Maybe it'll start up again.

Come on.

Well, good night, Rocky.

Oh, yeah, good night.

Hey.

Hey, I thought I better wait with you

on the platform until the train comes.

You don't have to do that.

What do you mean? I mean...

...you shouldn't take no chances

in subway stations after midnight.

What kind of chances?

Well, you just shouldn't, that's all.

Do you want a stick of gum?

Okay.

Here.

- Thank you very much.

- Oh, it's my pleasure.

Well, good night, Rocky.

Yeah, good night.

l... I'd better ride you out to Brooklyn.

You don't have to do that, Rocky.

What do you mean? You don't wanna be

alone on a subway this late.

But the train is crowded with people.

Well, suppose they all get off

at the next stop?

Well... Come on.

Well...

...good night, Rocky.

- Oh, yeah, well...

...I better see you to the door.

- I always forget my key. I'll have to buzz.

- No, I'll buzz.

- What's the number?

- 3B. Right there.

It don't say Unger,

it says Levine.

Yes, that's my stepfather.

My mother married again

since we came over here.

- That's why it says Levine.

- Oh, you a Jewish girl, huh?

Yes.

Why? Does that make any difference?

No. Are you kidding?

Thanks for walking me

to the subway entrance.

Oh, yeah, take it easy, kid.

Will you call me or something?

Oh, yeah.

I mean, I suppose so.

I don't know. I mean, you know,

fighters ain't got much time for girls.

May I kiss you?

No, you mustn 't.

Oh, darling, darling.

Have I ever told you

how much I love you?

You been telling her for two hours,

you creep.

I'm so frightened, David.

Of what, Alice?

Loving you too much...

... and losing you too soon.

- That will never be.

- Let's get out of here.

- I wanna see the rest of it.

- Come on.

- But when you're not here...

- I am always with you.

It's not just this time,

it's every movie we see.

Every time anyone kisses anyone

or says, "I love you"...

...you moan, groan, squirm.

- It's for the birds.

This whole love business.

Guys try to score with dames

just to feel big.

What do you do to feel important?

- Come see me fight sometime.

- I told you, no.

That's what makes me feel important.

You gotta be there.

You gotta hear them crowds

screaming my name.

Screaming for me

to kill off the other guy.

They grab at me when I go by.

That's what makes me feel important.

I can't stand seeing people hurt.

Especially you.

- All that blood.

- Well, look, at least you could come...

...to the gym and see me train sometime.

I mean, just train.

I won't have to see men

hurting each other?

Scout's honor.

For six months I can't get him

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