Street

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- Hey Al, what's happenin' man?

- Hey street, how's it going?

- Oh, same ol' same ol'.

- You know might wanna

try one of the protein

shakes one of these days.

Just to see if you even like the

taste. Who knows?

You might hate 'em.

- Yeah, but what if it's the

best thing I've ever had?

Then what?

- That's all right. It's on me.

My treat.

- Thanks man.

- Oh, you know what?

That reminds me.

Take a look at that

bulletin board.

Some guy put a new

post this afternoon,

I thought you might

be interested.

I mean it's nothing fancy just

someone looking for a couple

of guys to work on his truck.

Who knows?

Might be a few bucks for

an honest day's work.

- Yeah.

- It doesn't hurt to

try something new.

- Sometimes, I think

it's better I don't know

how good it tastes.

Fantasy over reality...

-

that's called denial.

- Night Al.

- G'night.

- Hey, hey!

- Hey!

- How are ya kiddo?

- Good.

- Yeah?

Shannon, how's school?

- Mid-terms next week. Ugh.

- Yeah right miss 4.0.

I know you'll do it again.

- I hope so.

- Thanks for watching

Jessie tonight.

I appreciate it.

- It's an easy job,

and she's a lot of fun.

- She loves you, and

that means a lot.

I'm a little short tonight,

can I get you next week?

- Yeah, no, that's cool.

I get it.

- Thank you.

- Bye Jessie!

- Bye Shannon!

See you tomorrow!

- Appreciate it.

Mom?

- Wasn't expecting

you 'till later, Greg.

You wanna hear what

the press boys had to say

about last night's fight?

"What was supposed

to be an easy victory

for Greg 'the Sterling kid',

"turned into a surprise defeat

at the hands of newcomer,

"Dorian manta, in last

night's feeder fight.

"Sterling seemed to

struggle from the first bell

"all the way through what was

an uncharacteristically short

"and decidedly one-side fight.

"Returning to his home

camp with an unexpected

"and humiliating loss.

"Now, without a careful plan

for his next two fights,

"Sterling could easily remove

himself from the running

"for the next ultimate

fighter competition feeder

"coming in a few weeks."

- One loss and they count

me out, keep dreaming.

- It's not the loss of one

fight that's the problem, Greg.

All I'm saying is,

maybe you've been a

little distracted is all.

So where you headed

off to this time?

- Vegas, for a few

days to recover.

- You're not coming

with us today?

Greg, you haven't

seen him in 18 months,

and at least you gotta...

- I gotta what?

You got nothing.

- You ready baby?

- Yeah, babe.

I'm done here. Let's go.

- Bye coach Ozzy.

- Hey.

- I'm outta here.

Have fun today.

- We have plans, in Vegas.

- Greg, come on.

Please, not today.

- Look I'm sure there's

a lot to catch up on,

so why don't you just give

me the cliffs notes version

on Sunday when I get back.

- No, Greg!

He's still our father.

- Don't bother,

I've already tried.

- Thank you.

All right, chief.

- Good to see you, James.

- It's good to see you brother.

- Only by marriage, you bastard.

- I got you this.

- It's beatiful jazzy.

- I figured, since it doesn't

require a lot of attention,

it'd be easy for

you to take care of.

- Hey, I deserve that.

Jazzy, I'm really sorry...

- just save it.

Damnit, I missed you, dad.

- I missed you too, baby girl.

I missed you too.

Greg?

- Something... came up.

- Yeah, I get it.

Well, at least my

baby girl came.

All right.

- Let's get outta here guys

before they change their minds,

and keep you another night.

- Sure could use

a nice, cold brew.

- James, been a long time.

How are ya?

- Good to see ya, Al.

You got my favorite beer?

- Down the aisle

- god, bless ya.

18 month since I had

a sip of one a these.

- Anything else?

- Yeah, bottle of Jameson

and a pack of reds.

- Got it.

- You want anything, sweetie?

- Nah, I think you got plenty.

- You know what, forget

the cigs, just bag this.

- Ok.

- My friend.

- What's the damage?

- $32.50.

- Put it on my tab.

- You got it.

- Hey, please, please,

please, allow me.

Consider this a

welcome home present,

to celebrate your return.

Oh, this is your daughter.

She has more fight

than your son.

Perhaps, she should

be in the ring?

- Excuse me?

- We take her home.

We let her work off

some of her debt

that her father owes.

- I'm sorry, gentlemen,

maybe there's been some

sort of misunderstanding?

No misunderstand, old man.

And none of your concern.

- Babe, everything ok?

You guys have a

problem with my girl?

- This is, uh, not your fight.

- Well, I'd say, my girl...

My fight.

- Ugh!

- Ugh!

- Ah!

- Be straight with me, James.

Tonight in the store,

those two Russians?

Part of the reason you got

locked up, aren't they.

How bad is it?

- Not good.

I was gonna lose this place.

And everything I built.

Me, a single dad

dealing with two kids,

who lost their mother.

All I wanted to do is

give them stability

and a shot at a future.

And I wasn't about

to let that dream

go down the crapper too.

I made a mistake,

but I paid for it.

This is my gym.

Those are my kids.

- Well, maybe by blood,

but certainly not by heart.

Your kids needed you

and you weren't here.

Damn your idealistic

plan to save this gym,

and all your stupid decisions.

The end result was

when they needed you

the most, you were gone.

I was the one here

holding all this together.

I kept the lights on and

the doors open, not you.

Which makes me wonder,

why in the hell would you

go and gamble it all

away in the first place?

Why did you go them, James?

After all our years

of friendship.

After everything you

and I have been through,

why didn't you just come to me?

You know I would've helped.

- C'mon Ozzy.

I'm already in debt to you more

than I could ever repay you.

What's done is done.

- No, see James done

isn't the word I'd use

if they're still

expecting you to pay up.

So I'm gonna say it again,

whatever you got yourself

into, you figure it out,

but not in here.

See, in here belongs to them.

Don't you dare screw this up

with Greg and jazzy, James.

Feel free to spend the

night on the couch.

Oh, don't light that cigarette.

Don't want you burning

down this place

on top of everything else.

- G'night now.

Yeah?

- Hey, I'm

looking for Reno street.

- Who's looking?

- My name is Ozzy.

I was at the liquor

mart the other night.

- Whaddya want?

- Uh, you dropped your dog tag.

- How'd you find me?

- When you dropped this, I uh,

googled your name and,

well, you know, it's pretty

easy to find people these days.

- Thanks.

- You fight?

I mean, I saw you fight.

Not bad.

Look, I manage and train

fighters at the Sterling gym.

Heard of it?

I'm usually on top of

the up-and-comers and,

judging by the way you

moved the other night,

you got serious potential.

I'm just surprised no one

has scooped you up yet.

- Yeah, well, growin'

up in a military family,

you move around a lot.

- You heard of the Sterling kid?

- Yeah, seen a

few of his fights.

- Yeah, he trains

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