Stay Hungry
- R
- Year:
- 1976
- 102 min
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My dear Craig...
it has been five months
since your father...
and my beloved sister...
died.
Surely,
there is no time limit...
on grief...
and sorrow.
I know you have expressed
misgivings...
about the steel business...
but perhaps
this is the time...
to seek the comforts
of your tradition.
You are young
and particularly vulnerable...
now that your parents are dead.
Come work with me.
I have heard you are involved...
in some real estate venture.
Is this the time to divorce
yourself from family?
To take up
with unsavory strangers?
You are, after all, a Blake.
Please...
Iet me hear from you.
Fondest regards...
Uncle Albert.
I'll bet you 50
I can beat you to the meeting.
Double it for 100.
We don't want to keep
that Blake boy waiting.
I'm in.
We jumping reds, Jabo?
I see a piece of pelt
I'd like to jump over here.
If I'm lying, I'm dying.
Look out, y'all,
I'm hot as fire...
and I'm burning up Birmingham.
You're standing still,
chub-chub.
Blink once,
you're gonna miss me.
Now, boys, well,
you can read 'em and weep...
'cause the Hueytown Flash
has arrived.
Well, we're nearly home then.
Two more pieces of property...
we have the whole block
sewed up.
What'd you finally get
that tailor down to, Walter Jr.?
$35,000 on a refinance.
Like talking to a mule,
that old man...
but he come to see the light.
That's fine as wine.
How you coming, Hal?
Still working on it.
Now, Craig,
this last piece of property...
Iooks like
you'll have to buy it..
since you the only one left
without his name on some paper.
Like you say,
I'll just go on over yonder...
and make that boy an offer
right down around his ankles.
Yeah, you do that, boy...
and if he don't buy it...
you move up around his knees.
Sh*t. We don't need
to tell you nothing.
You'll charm that dude blind.
Isn't that right, fellas?
Gimme ten, Mr. Blake.
They made enough on that
Pell City deal to buy Alabama.
We're lucky
they let us in on this thing.
Lucky?
They're the lucky ones.
Now, look.
Just keep it simple.
Just go down and buy the place.
The corporation buys it back,
and we own the block.
We build the biggest
office high-rise in the city.
I know how it works.
My great grandfather
built this town...
by eating guys like that
for breakfast.
Wasn't this your father's car?
Yeah. I figured
Are you sure
Yeah, I'm sure.
I'll see you
at the club on Saturday.
I got the court for 10:00.
Good. See you there.
You'd better put your top up.
Welcome to the Olympic.
I'm Mary Tate Farnsworth,
and--
Honey, I don't think you should
hang upside down anymore.
Welcome to the Olympic.
I'm Mary Tate--
Actually,
I'm just here to look around.
Well, just take them steps.
Thank you.
You a businessman?
You got it.
- Hiya. I'm Franklin Coates.
- Craig Blake.
- Show you around the place?
- Sure.
Mr. Walker, keep leaning
on that barrel there.
Just ease back on it.
That's my man.
Right this way.
Now, this is the studio.
Over here,
we got massage and rays.
Hey, Newton.
This way.
This pool is kept at 110 degrees
at all times.
It's got herbs in it.
Kills crabs, does it?
Huh?
Oh, yeah.
Gain, reduce, or tone.
See, we're supposed
to put you on a program.
Is the guy on the sign
on a program?
Joe Santo?
Mr. Austria?
You can bet your ass
he don't need no program.
Well, neither do l.
What time did--
Excuse me, Mister...
- Blake.
- Thor Erikson.
- How you do, Mr. Erikson?
- Just call me Thor.
There's some
builders and lifters...
who work out at
6:
00 to 8:00 at night.That's what I was
trying to tell him, Thor.
I was explaining--
Mr. Erikson--
That's their time, now.
They're not your kind of folks.
Them boys are rough as a cob.
What line are you in, Mister...
Blake. I'm a businessman.
A man of decision. Real estate.
Relax there.
Get the most for the least.
Know what I mean?
You look in pretty good shape.
at your place here and...
about something like this.
How much do you want for it?
Turn around.
Dear Uncle Albert, I recognize
that I am involved...
with unorthodox business people.
As you advised,
I am proceeding cautiously.
Business causes tension.
But as you would expect...
confidently.
Sincerely, Craig.
Whoa, whoa. Hey, hey.
You hold it right there.
- Hey, it's all right.
He was up here
a couple of days ago...
and Thor says it's OK.
Did you eat yet?
I had a little lunch.
What you trying to say?
Thor didn't tell me
nothing about it.
Well, he told me.
It's better if you don't have
nothing on your stomach.
Good.
Better not be no spy, say l!
Better not be no spy!
Better not be no spy, I say!
Newton, please.
What's this contest?
Mr. Universe next month.
Thor's been
saving Joe up for it.
He don't want
the wrong people seeing him...
or wouldn't nobody enter.
Are you his trainer?
I'm his grease man.
Oil him up before exhibition.
Oh. Well...
You call lifting them
itty-bitty things working out?
I think the man is doing fine,
just fine.
I've been watching him now
for a while...
He moves like
he used to play hockey.
Hey, Franklin, ask him
if he used to play hockey.
You play hockey?
Tell Batman it was lacrosse...
but I can see
how he got confused.
Joe, you gonna be long?
Mary Tate and Anita
are over at the club...
so why don't
you all go ahead and...
I'll catch up with you later.
Listen, they got
a pool table over there.
You play?
- Where's Joe at?
Too bad. The band wanted him
to sit in on a set tonight.
Let's don't have any trouble
out of you, huh?
- Don't sweat it, Hayes.
- Don't get on nobody.
See?
What else does this Santo guy do
besides lift weights?
There ain't nothing
Joe don't do.
Man bowls 200...
was near about
an Olympic swimmer...
and before he come here
from Austria...
he was world champion
of curling.
You...
You know what that is?
He's quite a guy, isn't he?
Damn straight.
Corner.
Let me tell you
something, buddy.
When Joe takes
that title next month...
He's...
He's going to have done it all.
You got a hot stick, my man.
Very hot.
Rack 'em up.
Let's hear it for the band!
Anita, now she comes
from Chicago.
Excuse us.
She teaches down
at the gym twice a week.
What she teach?
Excuse me, Romeo.
Karate. Black belt.
I'm gonna say hello
to my friend over here.
All right.
I'll see you back at the table.
- Hey, hey, buddy!
- Sorry.
What are y'all?
I mean,
y'all are pretty big dudes.
You play football or what?
Yeah. We play for Auburn.
What do you play?
Scatback.
I figured you played
something like that.
What's your name?
Blake. Buck Blake.
Yeah. Thanks, Blake.
"War eagle" now, you hear?
I hear you.
Don't get nervous.
Joe wouldn't care.
You know something?
You look like a swamp.
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