Undisputed 2: Last Man Standing

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Ten more minutes.

Are you ready?

Get the f*** out of here!

Stop! Nyet! Nyet! Nyet!

"Jrabbren"

I said "krabren".

No! No!

Jrabbren.

J-j-j--|I can't say that sh*t!

Hey, Phil!

How many times we got|to go through that?

Could we just change|that last line?

We'll have to do it again.

Man, f*** this sh*t!

Hold on.

George... Listen to me.

You're not the champ anymore,|you understand me?

In fact, right now|all you are is broke.

Now, we traveled a long way.

I'm trying to get you|back on your feet.

I'm trying to get you paid.

So do me this favor.

Please, just do what he asks.

Let's give it another shot, huh?

- But listen--|- No, no, no.

No "but listen".

You just do your job, we smile...

go out to dinner with|these corporate cocksuckers...

and you go home a richer man.

Money, money, money

Whoa.

Hmm.

Oops!

Our customers are very excited.

When the hell does|the fight start?

It should start any second.

What are we giving?

The bets from the clubs|are 5 to 1, Boyka.

Markov says this, uh, new fighter|is extremely good.

Heard that one before.

Boyka! Boyka! Boyka!

Boyka! Boyka!|Boyka! Boyka!

Boyka, Boyka!

Good evening,|ladies and gentlemen.

Broadcasting|live and exclusively...

to select establishments|across Russia and Europe.

In this evening's bout...

weighing in at 104 kilos...

fighting out of Kyrov|penitentiary in Siberia...

with a record of 14 wins|and no defeats...

convicted of|second degree homicide...

our challenger...

Arkady Daviiiic!

And defending|his unbeaten run...

of 34 consecutive fights|without defeat...

convicted of 3 counts of|homicide in the first degree...

weighing in at 92 kilos...

our own undisputed champion...

Uri Boyka!|Boyka, Boyka, Boyka!

Boyka, Boyka!

Boyka, Boyka, Boyka!

Boyka, Boyka!

Boyka! Boyka! Boyka!

Gentlemen, remember...

no biting, no eye gouging,|and no hair pulling.

Fight!

Uh!

Unh! Ah!

- Uh! Argh!|- Ah!

Boyka, Boyka, Boyka!

- Ha!|- Unh!

Argh!

- Argh!|- Boyka!

Aaah!

Uh!

Ugh! Uh!

Uh!

Argh!

Argh!

Unh! Oh!

Bah!

Boyka, Boyka!

Boyka, Boyka!

To success!

Here he is.

Excuse me.

George, you are an hour|late for the dinner.

Oh, my bad. I forgot|all about this dinner.

Mr. Chambers.

The ad execs are|getting pissed off.

Come in. Have a drink. We'll go.

All right.|Let me change clothes.

- Gimme 10 minutes.|- 10 minutes?

On top of an hour?

Hey, listen, this brown nosing|and breaking bread bullshit--

That's your job.|I did mine already.

They can kiss this ass.

Tell you what, 20 minutes.

Raah!

Argh!

Uh!

Uh!

Argh!

Unh! Uh!

Ah!

Argh!

- Unh!|- Yes!

- Unh!|- Argh!

Argh!

Get up! Finish him!

Now!

Aaaah!

Boyka! Boyka! Boyka!

Unh!

Uh! Oh!

Argh!

Uh! Ugh!

What the f*** are|you doing in my--

Ugh!

Boyka, Boyka, Boyka!

Stop!

Boyka, Boyka!

Argh!

Uh!

Argh!

Unh!

Boyka, Boyka, Boyka!

Raaah!

Raah!

Boyka, Boyka, Boyka!

There.

If we cannot get|better odds against Boyka...

we will have to shut down|by spring.

It cannot keep|going on like this.

Don't worry. It won't.

They said nobody saw|these guys, George.

What, they ain't got|no surveillance cameras out here?

I don't know.

You really don't think|I did this sh*t.

Another easy fight, eh, champ?

No one's ever|gonna stop you, huh?

When you get out|of here some day...

you'll be the richest man|in Kiev.

I just hope|you'll remember me--

Aah!

It was an accident.

Put out your hand.

No.

Boyka.

Did you hear?

Hear what?

He is coming.

The police is already|in his room.

He'll be here|tomorrow.

Aaah!

This is your Bible?

Why, yes, sir.

I take the Good Book|with me everywhere I go.

Mmm.

That is not mine.

Then this must|not be yours, too.

No, it isn't.

What the hell|is going on here?

They're setting me up.

American boxer George Chambers|has been transferred...

to a maximum security|jail to await charges.

Convicted of a controversial|assault charge 6 years ago...

the former Heavyweight Champion|of the World was also cautioned...

in 1993 over the possession|of illegal painkillers.

Our sources have indicated|that the quantity...

of narcotics involved|is well over the threshold...

for a trafficking charge.

This is Maria Alonso|reporting from Russia.

He just arrived.

F*** are y'all lookin' at?

Yeah.

Good evening, Mr. Chambers.

I trust your journey|wasn't too uncomfortable.

Now, you and I both know you don't|give a damn how my journey was.

I understand you have|been to prison before...

in the United States.

And don't pretend|that you don't know...

who the hell I am, either.

I was a big fan of yours...

during height of your career.

In fact, we all are very|excited you are here.

Don't get too excited,|'cause I plan on walking...

straight outta here as soon as|this sh*t's straightened out.

Perhaps.

But in the meantime...

you should know that|in this facility...

we think very highly of fighters.

In fact, we even have|our own champion.

You ain't hearing me,|Colonel Klink.

I told you. I don't plan|on staying here long.

F*** y'all. Heat this sh*t up.

You take shower now.

Go...f***...yourself.

Ugh!

Ugh!

Argh! Ow!

Ugh!

Ugh!

Hmm.

Ha ha ha!

Champ, gift from Boyka.|Warm piss.

- Unh!|- Ugh!

Argh!

Ugh!

Unh!

Argh!

Oh!

Are you all right, chum?

Turn around, get the f***|out of my face!

Got it.

Ugh!|This is bullshit!

I don't mean|to bother you, but...

you better get up.

Look, if you|don't leave your cell...

when they unlock the door,|they'll lock it again.

You won't eat or get air|for the rest of the day.

Not that either|of those things...

are particularly|pleasant out here.

Yo, dude...

Iet's get one thing straight.

Now, I don't need to learn|the ropes around here...

you feel me?

Sure, Mr. Chambers.

Of course.

Move!

Hey, man, what the f***?|Man, you blind, too?

Ignore him.

He's a bit crazy.

Been here too long,|you know what I mean?

Lives underground. Only|comes up here at mealtimes.

Not exactly five star, is it?

Uh...do you mind|if I join you?

Yo, dude, why do you keep|staring at me like that?

I'm sorry.

It's just--

Well, it's incredible|that I'm sharing a cell...

with George Chambers here.

Steven Parker.

I suggest you stand up.

Unh!

Look, I don't want|to be pushy, man...

but you don't want|to mess with Boyka.

You, stand!

You stand up...now!

Mmf!

- Unh!|- Ugh!

Boyka, huh?

Now, what kind of|b*tch ass name is that?

You were great champion. I know.

Long time ago. Long time.

But in here, I am the champion.

And you...

You are just my bi--

Raaah!

Let's go, motherf***er!

Bring it! Bring it!

Let's go right now!

F*** you!

Why did you stop me?!

You think I'm afraid of|that f***ing oaf?

Uri, I told you you'll|have your own shot at him.

I had my shot at him!

And then your guards|stepped in to save him!

How do you think that looks?!

Look, we help.

I didn't ask you.

You cannot stop me from|doing what I have to do.

No one wants to stop you.

We're just telling you|we have to be sure...

it is in the ring!

Argh!

Some bad news.

They're not offering bail.

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