Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- With him. - Nothin', I just said good-bye.
no matter what I do, I ain't never gonna fight Joe Louis.
You're the tough guy, go kill people.
- Did he say somethin' in the papers? - No, he's a nice kid.
I can't walk, I look at somebody the wrong way, I get smacked.
then she makes passionate love to me,
Did Salvy fuck Vickie?
I'm not tellin' her... personally, I don't give a fuck what she eats.
- Let me go up. - All right? Where you gonna be?
- Yes. - Would you prove it to me?
Must be crazy. Fuck him or fight him.
- Don't make me... - I'm tired of listenin' to you
Hey, Joe.
You was my brother.
- What's the difference? - They wanna talk with you.
- Don't mean nothin'. - Joey, that meant somethin'.
The other friend says, Hey, that sounds great.
I just told you the truth. I tell you the truth the first time,
The undefeated Sugar Ray... his winning ways are in jeopardy.
- Come on, Joey, anytime. - A time like this is very important to him.
If Lenore calls, tell her I went home. I'm not stayin' in this nuthouse with ya.
If that's what they're gonna do, they're gonna do it, what can I do?
I’m going to Antique.
Eric Barnoud Thibaut rat
♫ I miss you so much
What do you gotta? Hey, shut up, or I'm gonna smack you in the face.
...of 6-2, and 2-even,
Kids are gonna be with me, and if you show your face around,
You coulda said anybody, but you said you and them.
The fight was stopped on a signal from Joe Tryner...
You embarrass me.
He's gotta be with Tommy to fight in New York, to get a title shot.
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It's the worst thing you could do.
The winner by technical knockout,
No distractions, no wives, no phone calls.
♫ Lonely nights
Just like home... all over the fuckin' moolies.
You sure you're not interested in him?
Round number 13, the hard-luck number.
Forty seconds is no good. You gotta do it in 30 seconds.
I’m the boss I’m the boss
Why do you give them the satisfaction?
Don't call her no names, she's still my wife.
No.
What does that mean?
Jake La Motta and Sugar Ray Robinson
He has La Motta on queer street, holding on.
and Reeves is down for the second time.
Welcome to the Madison Square Garden
Yeah, yeah, ya fuckin' hard-on, try this.
'cause one night,
I just said hello. Can't I kiss my sister-in-law?
You know what's botherin' me?
We're stoppin' the fight!
I'm gonna smack you again, throw it again.
Now, come on, shake hands.
With this stunning victory, La Motta broke what was considered
takes a left, and another left, a hard left hand to the jaw,
Nice to meet you.
I want you to keep an eye on her when I'm away, all right?
Now we're waiting for the time to be announced.
You fuckin' bum! You're takin' a dive in the fourth?
- What?! - You fuck my wife?
Anybody bothers you, let me know, okay?
and though I can fight,
I bought it for my father. I bought the building.
- I can't believe you! - I got no choice!
We're gonna get the title shot, too.
Robinson comes back with a right on the nose,
Wait a minute, what do you want to eat?
- That's in your mind. - Yeah, so what?
Yeah, ya fuckin' bum. Give me a break, come on.
- Ready? - You got about five minutes.
- So long, everybody. - So long, Tommy.
I heard some things.
But you don't raise your hands,
and still undefeated,
and the new World's Middleweight Boxing Champion,
How come you didn't tell me about the Copa?
- That's all. - I'm gonna get somethin' to eat.
I try to fuck anything, you know that.
- people could hear you. - I'll kill the whole family.
That's entertainment.
Why, what's the matter? What'd she do now?
Hey, Larry! Now you got somethin' to talk about
- No. - You sure, nothing?
It was no big thing, anyway.
That's why I'm here.
I swear on our mother, I'm gonna kill somebody.
Remember that? 'This ain't your night.'
Get your hands off me, get away from me!
It is all over!
What am I supposed to do?
without his gun.
I can't deliver a kid from my own goddamn neighborhood.
I'll break you on one of my fuckin' farms, you son of a bitch!
It's over for me... boxing's over for me.
- I'm gonna make you cry. - Yeah. Mm-hmm. Come on.
You're a sick bastard... I feel sorry for ya, I really do.
- I'm talkin', what do you mean? - I know.
Around here.
Let me get on with it.
FUCK em they're gonna do what they're gonna do, what I am ionna do
La Motta comes at him.
See how that sounds.
Who you fightin' next? Can you tell me?
- That's the best fuckin' fighter around. - Hey, Jake.
You heard things. You wanna worry? Don't start that shit.
Ya fuck!
What time does your wife get home?
I know you're lyin'. Go around the corner, I bet you I get twice what you're offerin'.
And you standin' there.
Especially the State's Attorney over here?
I got no choice
Medium rare? Oh, an aristocrat!
with top billing and all that other bullshit where they all hated her.
You see it?
He's just kidding, right?
Look how they make me look.
- Yeah? - It's not her?
I tell ya the truth, it's so... Hi, how are ya, you bald-headed fag?
- I did just what I wanted to do. - That's what I'm worried about, you...
Why don't you fuckin' stop? You're not goin' on business.
of the thirteenth round,
Make up with her.
He ain't mini no more
Don't ever do that Janiro bullshit again,
I saw you say hello to them all. But what took ya so long?