Victor Young Perez Page #2

Don't forget

I'm your little brother.

- Well?

- You're a tough one.

Stop.

Know why you're here?

Because you haven't forgotten

where you're from.

Don't forget.

That's your chance.

He's gonna whoop him good.

Stop!

Put down the gloves,

get him some water.

Great idea saddling us

with that Maltese guy.

He's my buddy.

Kid.

Out.

Think I can win

by a knockout tonight?

Always in a hurry.

That legendary impatience.

Listen, kid.

- It's all a question of...

- Timing, I know!

What is it, kiddo?

Mr. Bellires

,

would you have thrown me out

if I'd screwed up?

The main thing

is to ask that question

before each fight,

and every moment in your life.

Life's about choices.

A man must constantly

make decisions in his life.

It's like breathing.

It's a reflex.

If you ever stop...

you're dead.

Come on, let's go.

This evening,

an exceptional match for you.

The American, Frankie Genaro,

world champion title holder.

His challenger:

the Tunisian,

but French at heart,

Young Perez.

You'll beat him.

It's a catastrophe.

He's totally limp.

He won't even finish

the first round.

Go on!

Get away, Victor!

Hit him!

Don't give in, Victor!

You'll win, little bro!

Dance, Victor!

Your last punch was good.

Keep it up.

Now I get it...

When he punches,

his shoulder thrusts forward.

I always said,

study your opponent.

Find his weak spot!

Be smarter than him!

He's smart, that's for sure.

That's the way.

Go for it, little bro!

Go, Victor!

Fly, Victor. Fly!

And the world champion is

Young Perez!

Ladies and gentlemen,

we are honored to have

in our cabaret tonight

the new idol

of the Parisian smart set,

the youngest world champion

in boxing history,

the Franco-Tunisian,

Victor Young Perez.

How is it to be the darling

of the Paris smart set?

Better than receiving

Genaro's punches!

Before we leave you

to your many male and female admirers,

I'd like to say, in the name

of French public and French sports,

thank you and well done

Victor Young.

Stand up straight.

They'll beg you to become French.

I want to dedicate my victory

to my friends

and my family back in Tunis.

It's a great day for French sport,

but also for Tunisian sport.

It's not if you lose,

that you're not French

or if you win that you are.

I've always wanted

to be the world champ in Paris,

and now I am.

My dream has come true

thanks to my friends here,

but also my friends back home.

I've worked hard to get here.

You can't imagine

how much I love you all.

Thank you.

Thank you so much.

Imagine what they're thinking of us

in Tunis now!

Mom would be proud of you.

Nice work, kiddo.

Thanks, Mr. Leon.

Losing's not the hardest thing.

It's knowing how to win.

You'll have to handle that now.

I met that boy.

He was a waiter in a hotel.

And now,

he's world champion.

Victor Perez? You know him?

He's the talk of the town.

Let me introduce you to Mr. Ivanov.

Delighted.

Stalin's the new Czar,

the Bolsheviks are killing each other

and Trotsky's in Mexico.

No kidding.

We're hitting a big depression.

Your friends, the Americans,

will have a lot of problems.

What do you think,

as you're from a colony?

A protectorate.

Pardon?

You know, Tunisia isn't a colony,

it's a protectorate.

I must speak to him.

He's charming

and I find him appealing.

What about me?

Are you joking?

If you were a producer,

but you're just a nice screenwriter.

That may be,

but we like you here.

You're young,

we'd really like to...

Let him alone, Franois.

Do business another day.

Good evening.

My name's Mireille.

Remember me?

I don't think so.

How silly of me.

Men usually use that sort of line.

I made a bet

with my friend over there.

I said you'd ask me to join you,

and then invite me to dance.

Well?

What are the stakes?

If I lose, I spend the evening

with those old guys,

so dull with their doom and gloom.

And if you win?

I'll spend it with you.

I can't do that to you.

Shall we dance to this one?

No. On that score,

I can't help you.

I'm not much of a dancer.

A boxing champ can dance!

I love this music!

- No.

- Yes.

- No, please.

- Come along!

You knock 'em out.

I'm throwing in the towel.

My feet.

Do something for my poor feet.

It's time I headed home.

Would you like an escort?

Don't be in a rush.

See you soon, Champ.

Is this really necessary?

Honey, if you want to go out with me,

you've got to look the part.

He's the finest tailor in Paris.

Trained in London's Savile Row.

Don't touch my balls

or I'll bust yours!

Forgive him, he's a boxer.

You're full of vim.

And you're running like a donkey.

You've a championship match

in 2 weeks.

Did you forget you're a boxer?

Dump that girl, Victor.

What are you talking about?

She doesn't belong with us.

You've lost direction.

You're squandering your money.

Find a Tunisian girl.

Marry her,

and it'll be like before.

Even if we lose.

She doesn't belong with us?

I can't believe it.

My own brother!

You're just like the others.

You're jealous!

Because she's my girlfriend,

it's my career.

I can't help it if...

I'm champion and you're not.

I'm not gonna dump her.

Because I love her.

Understand?

I'm gonna win, wait and see.

I got the part.

Can you believe it?

My first big part in a film.

- Who's that guy?

- My agent.

I got the part, I said!

- Aren't you happy for me?

- Sure I am.

In a film by Melvale,

a big director.

- Can you imagine?

- Never heard of him.

What will I do with you?

You're not interested in anything.

Not true,

I'm interested in you.

And I have a surprise for you.

What a magnificent spot.

I love your accent, darling.

You can thank my mom.

That house is sublime.

Look, there are horses.

Easy boy. You're a handsome fella?

Don't be afraid.

He's Arab.

- How do you know?

- He's not very big.

His eyes are expressive.

He's very brave.

The shape of his neck,

his fiery temperament.

How do you know that?

My father taught me to ride,

and everything I know.

Did he teach you to box, too?

Sure he did.

I could even beat a world champion.

- I challenge you.

- You're on.

Follow me, my love.

See this, my darling?

It's all yours.

Enough for today.

That's good.

Go weigh in, Young.

Well?

4 kilos!

It can't be.

2 kilos there,

2 kilos there.

I can't believe it.

He's got to lose 4 kilos in days!

Stay away from food.

Stop eating.

Nothing goes in his mouth!

Is that clear?

Stop drinking.

It's not good to stop eating

before a fight.

For the in-depth article,

got a photo of your parents?

Let's see.

I can't print that.

- Why?

- They're Arabs!

So...

I need something more decent!

Got anything...

Hello listeners.

We're live from Manchester

in a jam-packed stadium

for the world flyweight championship

between title holder, Young Perez

and his contender, Jackie Brown.

Remember,

dodge his jabs and uppercuts.

If he can't touch you,

we've won.

Don't worry. I got a good feeling

about this fight.

That guy's an amateur.

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