Southpaw Page #8

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She doesn't want

to see me, anyway, so...

Don't give up on your kid.

Hey... that story

even true or is that...

- It's a fake eye.

- Yeah?

HMO screwed up, sent me the wrong color.

It's too much of a hassle

to get them to...

give it back.

I like that blue-eyed

devil story better.

Yeah, me, too.

Hope!

What's up?

- Give me that.

- Yeah.

Yo, thanks, Hop.

Be right back, Hop.

What's up?

Lou, uh, is working

with Keith "The Buzz Saw" Brady.

Light heavyweight kid,

won the Golden Gloves.

Yeah, yeah, I know him, yeah.

They're working at Freddy's gym,

and they're doing this, uh, charity event

for wounded veterans.

And they want to know

if you want to go eight rounds,

with Brady, for the cause.

We think that you'd bring

in a lot of people, big crowd.

Raise a lot of money.

It's your opportunity

if you want it, Billy.

You don't need a license

to fight for a charity, so...

- Good seeing you, Tick. Let me know.

- Yeah.

- Nice meeting you, Billy.

- All right.

What do you think?

I got one condition.

You gotta do what we practiced here.

That's all I ask.

It is kind of nice to be wanted, yeah?

Hey, you know what? Um...

Yo, I'm worried about Hoppy.

What you mean?

He's been wearing the same

set of clothes for the past two days.

He said something about his mom and

dad getting in a fight last night,

and then his dad went out

after his mom left.

- His mom left?

- Yeah.

His mom having some struggles.

You should find out

if he ain't got a place to stay.

If he's out on the street,

then we can figure out

where we can put him,

what we need to do, all right?

"Kodug"? Is that a word?

I feel like I've heard

someone say, like, kodug.

Or Kodug's like a country

or something like that.

Can we just get out of here?

Baby, the...

the judge...

said it's gonna be another month.

I'm gonna fight again.

What?

I mean, it's a charity thing,

you know what I mean?

It's not like a real,

like a professional fight.

You know, it's an exhibition.

Um, but, um...

- I'm gonna fight again.

- Can I go?

Now, you know Mommy

didn't like you watching the fights.

Well, somebody has to be there.

Yeah, baby, I'll, I'll, I'll be okay.

But I want to go.

I don't think I can work that out.

Then-then you can't do it.

Dad, you have to tell them

you can't do it.

Leila, I got, I got to do it.

No, you can't. I have to be there, Dad.

Baby, I am trying

to get you out, just...

- When?

- Leila...

- When?

- Leila, I'm trying.

When?

You...

I hate you.

I hate you!

Why can't you just get me

out of this place?

- Leila...

- Why are you not...

I can't. I can't right now.

- You're not...

- Baby, please.

- I don't trust you!

- Just trust me.

- Come on, baby!

- You keep making promises,

- and you don't mean them!

- That's not true.

You should've been the one

that was killed.

- You, not Mom!

- It's okay, it's okay.

- You!

- Come with me.

- Let's calm down.

- You! You!

I hate you!

Ooh, that defense looking good, Billy!

Nice! That's the way to block!

Way to block!

Keep that distance, keep that distance.

Jab, jab, jab, jab...

Good!

Keep moving.

- He could last another round.

- You could be right.

Time! Time.

To your corners. Corners.

Give me the towel, give me the towel.

His jabs aren't quitting.

Keep your hands up, 'cause

you're dropping your hands.

- I know.

- Just keep jabbing. Keep jabbing.

This round, I need you, I need you

to be a little more aggressive, okay?

Just for points, not for blood.

Keep your calm. Tap, tap, tap.

Seconds out.

Let's go, let's go.

Go the distance.

Box!

Keep your head moving.

Move the body! Way to move the body!

There you go, there you go.

That's it!

- Keep jabbing!

- Go!

There you go! That's it!

Jab, jab, jab, jab!

Keep moving!

Just jab, just jab!

That's it!

- Way to go! Way to go!

- Damn!

Three! Four!

Five! Six!

Seven!

- Eight! Nine!

- Way to go, baby!

Ten!

That's it!

Yeah, Billy!

All right, will you just

tell her that I called and that...

tell Leila I'm okay, and Daddy won.

Yeah, oh, thanks, yeah.

Yeah, thank you.

Beautiful.

Beautiful fight, man.

Beautiful fight, man.

You looked great,

like a whole nother fighter.

Yeah, thanks.

Can I talk to you?

What do you want to talk about?

I came to see you, man.

Well, you should be looking at Brady.

You know me, I like to stick

with the sure thing.

Congratulations on that title fight.

I heard Miguel didn't have

a hard time with Turay.

How'd you like to fight for that title?

Yeah, cut the bullshit, all right?

Look, you needed some time off.

Now it's time to get you back on top.

What are you saying?

I got some friends down at the FAC.

They owe me some favors.

I think I can get you a early review,

get your license back.

The changes you've made

in the past couple of months,

I think the changes

speak for themselves.

What's the plan?

Vegas, six weeks.

It's a big one.

Hey, Tick.

Jordan.

You did a great job with your fighter.

He works hard.

Coach, I'm gonna

put this stuff in the van.

- Yeah, thanks, Jon.

- Yeah.

It's a great opportunity, Billy.

I'll be in touch.

What's that about?

Title shot, Vegas, six weeks.

Really?

Six weeks?

You know what that's about, right?

- Yeah.

- He's gonna sell it

like it's a-a revenge match

around the murder of your wife.

Yeah, it'll all be about Mo.

- You're not considering it?

- Yeah.

I got to make some money, man.

I can't lose my girl.

This man right here...

you fell down to the ground,

he just stepped right over you.

He fixes fights.

He's a liar.

Yeah, look, I'm not talking about him.

I'm talking about you.

I can't do this without you.

I can't do this with you.

Why?

I don't train pro fighters.

What, you're saying to me

that someone came in

and offered the boys a pro shot,

you would've give it to them?

All I need is the six weeks.

I need six weeks.

I'll give you my everything.

You get my everything.

This is about my family.

I can't lose my daughter.

Tick?

I got nothing to say to you, man.

Tick.

Who's winning?

You know Hoppy died?

What?

He tried to protect his mom,

and his dad shot him.

He's dead.

I should've known.

When you told me that his mom left,

I should've known right then.

I'm supposed to be able

to protect them, you know?

These kids coming up in here,

I'm telling them a bunch

of stuff that's bullshit.

It's bullshit.

"It's gonna be all right."

"You can control your destiny."

"You could control this,

you could control that."

You can't control sh*t.

What the f***, man?

The f***?

What is this?

What kind of, what kind of sh*t is this?

God must have some kind of plan

to teach me

some kind of lesson.

I just can't figure out what it is.

You know what Hoppy told me?

- Hmm?

- "You're a dream crusher."

Uh...

it's like, it's like, when...

one of them, one of them-them

games they play.

I'm the Dream Crusher.

That's like, you know,

crazy stuff, right?

So maybe I'm supposed to learn

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