Street Page #4

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- What?

- See ya later.

- Yes, ma'am.

Alright, ladies,

I'm outta here

kiddo. Kiss goodbye?

- You look so handsome.

- Thanks mom.

Hey, I'm proud of you too.

Thank you.

Finish your homework.

I'll see y'all later,

don't wait up ok?

- Ding, ding.

- Good, good street dog.

- Yo!

- Jazz, something's come up.

Oh, jazz is, uh, Jasmine?

That's your girlfriend?

James's daughter?

- Yeah, now gimme my phone.

- Hey, you fight

then you get phone.

Or, maybe I keep it.

Call Jasmine myself.

- Yuri, please man.

I can't do this tonight.

Any other night I'll fight

for you, just not tonight.

- Yes, they told

me, well too bad.

Now you go in there, and you

win this fight street dog.

And our deal?

You'll be finished.

- Street!

Street! Street!

- I'm fine, I'll be ready.

Don't worry about that.

- Hey street.

You wanna take that off?

You wanna explain?

- I got into a fight.

- Oh, please tell me

it was a bar fight,

and no charges were pressed.

- Oh my god.

- - Oh, street.

You have any idea what underground

fighting can do to us?

To this gym?

- You're an a**hole, man.

I got this huge fight coming up,

and you're out starting your

own stupid little fight club?

- C'mon, that's enough Greg.

Street, you leave me no choice.

You jeapordize Greg's career,

and you could ruin the

reputation of this gym.

Clean out your locker.

- Coach Ozzy...

- You're fired.

- It's the right call.

- What's this?

- Well, I just don't understand

why you guys didn't tell me

if you knew about this, I mean,

I was gonna find

out at some point.

- Honey, it just happened.

- When, when did it just happen?

- I, I just didn't

know how to tell you.

I didn't want to upset you.

- Well, I'm upset anyways, so...

- I'm sorry. I shoulda

come to you right away.

I'm sorry.

- Wow, you look rough.

- Bad day. I had

to fire someone.

- You've been working

pretty hard lately.

- What's on your mind, James?

- Just realizing how much

you've done for this place,

how much I owe you.

It's your birthday this weekend.

Let me take you out for dinner,

say thanks for all

your hard work.

Whadd'ya say?

Friday night.

We can bring Greg, jazzy...

Make it our first family dinner.

- C'mon James, you

don't have to do that.

- Let me do this.

Lock up early,

clear the place out,

go blow off some

steam like we used to?

- Well, that does sound nice.

- I'll set it up.

You, me, and the

kids Friday night.

- Sounds great.

Hey, James.

- Yeah?

It's good to have you back, man.

- It's good to be back.

- Surprise!

- I thought you said it

was just gonna be family.

- This is our family.

Listen up everybody.

I wanna say something about

the man who we all love.

Who, if we were without,

there would be nothing.

People say doing the same

thing over and over again,

exactly the same way,

expecting a different result,

is the true definition

of insanity.

But, if you're a fighter,

that's just called training.

Of course, you have

to be a little insane

to take on a motley

group like this.

To coach oz, craziest

bastard I know.

You're the super glue

that holds us together.

Happy birthday, champ.

Love you.

Bring it in.

- Cheers!

- All right, there you go.

- Looks good.

- Yeah.

Hey, where's Nicky?

- Uh, it didn't work out.

Spending too much

time at the gym,

not enough time with her so...

- Well, good riddance.

- Oh, damnit.

- What's wrong?

- You know, I forgot Ozzy's

present over at the gym.

Can you hold down the fort

here if I run over and grab it?

- Yeah, yeah, yeah I got it.

- K, cool, be right back.

- Greg!

- How ya holdin' up

there coach oz, huh?

- You know, I should be

mad at your for this.

I know you and your sister

were involved in all of this.

- You gotta thank dad, he

masterminded the whole thing.

- Oh yeah?

- What can I say, I

love a good surprise.

- Hey, where's jazzy?

- Uh, she forgot Ozzy's present.

She went back to the gym.

- I need your phone, thank you.

- Answer! Answer!

C'mon, c'mon honey.

Answer the phone!

- 'Sup coach.

- It's James, it's James.

You gotta get to the gym.

- Wait what?

- The Russians.

There gonna burn the gym

down, and jazz is in there.

- I'm on my way.

- What have you done?

- Jasmine, where are you!

Jazz!

Get her out, go!

- I gotta get Greg.

I got you, I got you man.

- The heat really

seared her lungs, badly.

They just wanna

keep her in there,

just to make sure it's

nothing permanent.

Greg's lucky to be alive,

but he's out of the fight.

- I'm sorry coach,

this is all my fault.

- How is it your fault?

- The guys from

the liquor store.

After I broke his wrist,

they came after me.

They made me fight.

They said if I didn't

they'd kill my family.

I never thought they'd

come after the gym.

- That's because they

weren't after you.

James set this up.

- Jasmine's father?

- Yeah, he's in deep with them.

He owes them a lot of money.

And I guess he figured that,

since the place burned down,

he could collect the insurance

money and pay them off.

- Where is he now?

- What the hell!

I didn't have a choice!

I owe Yuri!

He was gonna kill me!

He's gonna kill all of you!

No one was supposed

to be in there.

The place was

supposed to burn down.

I was gonna pay him some money,

and just buy some

time, figure it out!

- No, you've done

it this time, James.

- We go way back.

You can't do this to me.

They're gonna kill me!

- Then you better

pray they're fast.

- Yuri!

- Ah! Street, my good friend.

- We had a deal, Yuri,

and I lived up to it.

You said, if I fight for you,

you won't hurt my family.

- I am a man of my word,

and you are right.

Our business is done.

Our business, however,

is far from complete.

Who do you think keep him

from being somebody's

b*tch in jail, huh?

It is not so cheap to keep

somebody as pretty as our James

here safe, huh?

But you see, I see it

is really an investment.

Protecting my own interest,

because he owes me so

much money from before.

What good is he to me dead, huh?

So, I offer him

protection from prison,

at very good price.

He gets out, what does he do?

Does he come to see me?

No.

He gambles,

and he loses!

So, I have to remind him

what is due.

You have good insurance

policy on gym, no?

Yeah, well, no matter.

However much it is for,

it is probably exactly the

same amount as our friend

here owes me.

- Hey, wait a minute,

that's over three quarters

of a million dollars.

- Yeah, that's probably right.

When check arrive,

I come and collect.

And if there is a problem,

I hurt you.

And you know what I will

do to you, don't you James.

Now get him out of here, he's

bleeding all over my carpet.

I have a very busy evening.

- I'll fight you for it.

- What?

- I'll fight you for it.

- Street, what're you doing?

- I have nothing

if I lose everyone.

Your best against

me, winner takes all.

C'mon business man.

What do you have

to lose if I win,

and if I win, all

debts are wiped clean.

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