The Hammer & the Butterfly

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Box!

They say you should never

let go of your dreams.

But if your dream

is to be a Mouseketeer,

and you're 45,

you may wanna let that one go.

On the other hand,

if your dream's to be

a Wal-Mart greeter,

you can hang on to that baby

until, like, a year after you die.

Me, I don't even know

what my dream is.

But it's all right.

I got time.

I won't be turning 40 for another...

Ugh. I just turned 40.

Jerry, what are you doing?

Sorry.

Good morning, sweet pea.

No, it's not morning until the sun's up.

Oh. If you just get

your contractor's license,

you could set your own hours.

Yup.

God damn it.

Oh, that's perfect, Speed Racer.

Happy birthday, Jerry.

Oh, Ozzie.

You shouldn't have, buddy.

What is it?

Is this that Clapton box set

I've been wanting?

Open it, man.

Open it.

It's for you.

Oh, a commuter mug.

- Just what I wanted.

- Happy birthday, man.

Thanks, buddy.

What you gonna do

for your birthday, Jerry?

Ah, thought I'd go to my crappy job

and get yelled at by my angry boss.

You did that last year.

Yeah, I know.

It's a Jerry Ferro tradition.

I bake a cake for you.

Do me a favor,

don't put the novelty candles

on it this year.

Yeah, why not?

It's funny.

No, it's not funny.

I almost blew a lung out

on those things.

And by the way,

who's the joke on?

I'm blowing snot all over the cake,

and then you eat three pieces?

Very funny.

You blew out, I eat the cake.

No, Ozzie, you're not listening.

It's not funny.

You're eating booger cake.

Morning, Mike.

Nice truck.

Yeah, you like it, Ferro?

You know, someday,

you get your own crew,

you might be able to upgrade

from your piece of sh*t.

Thanks, buddy.

I think this chicken's

gone south, Ozzie.

It's cactus.

Cactus?

It's good.

It's good if your plane

goes down in the desert,

but not if you can walk

to a supermarket.

What'd the old lady pack

for dessert, a pinecone?

What do you take of marriage, Jerry?

What do I take of marriage?

I'm not getting married

until I get health insurance.

Health insurance, then marriage.

That's my policy.

You just turned 40.

Yeah, but I'm not gonna do it like you.

Marriage, 30 kids,

with a wait-and-see approach

to health insurance.

Hey, you two get 10 minutes for lunch.

You're way behind on this wall.

Behind what?

Behind schedule, dipshit.

You know, Ferro,

you think you're smarter than everyone

'cause you got a quick tongue.

But you're just a grunt

working with illiterates,

amounting to nothing.

Leave him alone.

No, hablo retardo,

Speedy Gonzalez.

You know, you're lazy

even for a Mexican.

Hey, Nicaragua.

Oh, well, same difference, Sanchez.

Now come on, get back to work.

Ozzie.

Nice try, a**holes.

Mike, somebody threw a belt sander

at your windshield.

Ferro.

Mike, Mike, calm down.

It's the heat.

It's getting to both of us.

Yeah, you better run, you p*ssy.

And take the wetback with you!

Here, take this with you, too.

Got a little going away present for you.

How about that, huh?

Yeah, get the hell off

my job site, you p*ssy!

And take the beaner with you!

I hope the Minutemen get you!

Thanks for the mug, buddy.

I'll talk to Steve about getting you

some work around the gym.

See you.

Why don't you have me and Ozzie

come in here and spruce it up?

If you're looking for work,

why don't you just add another class?

You're still the people's choice.

That's not gonna help Ozzie.

I'm running a gym here,

not an unemployment agency.

Good job, Gus.

Good work.

Tree, can you give me

a couple of rounds?

Sure, Hammer.

Work it. Yeah.

Right there.

You training this guy?

Nah, I'm just babysitting him

till Manny gets back from Chicago.

Just like that. Just like that.

They call you the Hammer

'cause you're a handyman, huh?

First off, I'm not a handyman.

I'm a carpenter.

And secondly, you're gonna find out

why they call me the Hammer.

Jab. One-two.

Right there.

Punching angry, huh?

I got fired today.

Who's that guy?

That's Jerry Ferro.

Long lefty with some pop.

What's his class?

Uh, he does the evening class.

No, I mean what weight class.

He was light heavy.

Back in the day,

he was pretty good.

Work, work, work!

Yo, Hammer!

Come on, get your hammer

and get up here.

That's the same thing

that's gonna happen to Taylor.

Hi, fellas. Hey.

Wow, what've we got here?

Look at the sky, baby.

Wow.

Who hangs a heavy bag

with toggle bolts?

What?

God damn.

No, I mean,

you don't hang a heavy bag

with toggle bolts

right onto the dry wall.

You'd lag it into a ceiling joist.

A good fart would take this thing down.

Yo, man, you don't know sh*t

- about punching power, b*tch.

- Yeah, but...

I do know something about toggle bolts.

You would use toggle bolts,

like, you're hanging,

like, a humming bird feeder,

a picture, or a mobile,

or like a wind chime,

or something like that.

One of those dream catchers.

North American Indians...

use these, uh...

You gotta...

You drill a pilot hole,

and, you know, I use half-inch,

but some guys use 5/8,

and you would...

I'm gonna take...

Take five. Take five.

How would you like to move

a few rounds with Malice Blake?

That sounds fantastic.

Perhaps later we could put

my balls in a vice.

Hundred bucks.

All right,

this guy's been known

to fall for a touch and go.

- Understand?

- Yeah.

- Okay.

- You got the money?

Time.

Oh, it's on now, toggle bolt.

All right, all right, all right!

That's enough!

That's enough.

That was a slip, motherf***er!

Don't go saying you knocked

Malice Blake to the canvas.

Did you fellas see me knock

Malice Blake to the canvas?

Oh!

Man, that's a slip.

Jerry, you still got it, man.

Thanks. Listen.

Someone's going to have to fix that bag.

Ozzie'll do it,

then Ozzie can check

all the rest of 'em, too,

otherwise you're gonna

have a lawsuit on your hands.

Don't worry about it.

You got a heavy left hand.

How come I haven't seen you before?

I teach the 6 P. M. class.

No, I mean I thought

I'd seen every pro in California.

Oh, I'm not a pro.

I just fought some

Golden Gloves, that's all.

So what are you?

Well, up until two hours ago,

I was a carpenter.

So you still have

your amateur status?

Not as a carpenter.

Listen, I'm taking a look

at some prospects tomorrow morning

for the Olympic trials.

No.

No, no, that ship...

That ship sailed a long time ago.

Well, if you change your mind.

The address is on there.

You're Eddie Bell.

Last time I checked.

Jab, cross.

One-two.

Step out with the jab,

little step with the jab,

and then poom!

Turn the hips.

Good job, Shelly.

Push off the back foot.

What is going on here, new girl?

What?

The punch starts

in the ball of the back foot,

travels up the thigh,

through the shoulder,

and out the fist.

Look at your fist as a package

that needs to be delivered.

Now, look at your thigh

as the UPS truck.

Don't hit him with your arm.

Hit him with your thigh and your ass.

Right. Uh.

That was more of a golf cart,

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