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That's what. Yeah. Power.

Eight weeks with me, and you're not only gonna be a lean, mean killing machine,

Come on, now. Come on, Roper.

OK. Fine. You got her.

It ain't about race. It's about boxing.

Well, actually it's not maroon. What it is...

Mm-hm. Yeah. Right, right, right. Until the next fight of the century. Right?

You ain't shaking, baby. You're still in. You're in it.

Kill the camera.

See you around. Good.

- Let me borrow... - We're calling the taxidermist now.

You just wanna blow this fight, don't you?

all for Terry Conklin.

Boss says you're gone, you're outta here.

- How are you doing? - Where's my mintage?

Are you saying something about brown-skinned people?

Man, I could beat Adam and my meat at the same time

Attaboy, Terry! You kick his black ass.

Then if you take me up on my proposition and return to the ring,

You know what you need in rock'n'roll?

Very clever. Gotta get one of those.

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All right. Come on, hit the bricks. Get out.

You're... you're bad. Even Wardell's disgusted. But I'm not gonna kiss your feet.

It look nice on you. You done came up like 7 Up, baby.

is it hope? Or is it hype?

Speak, please. Come on.

Man, I could beat Adam and my meat at the same time

I'm trying to tell you, this is the No. 1 contender here. Recognize, will you?

- Oh, that's a pretty picture. - Shut up.

Excuse me. Terry, I'm trying to make you a business proposition here.

I would take it that a fully loaded muscatel Brougham,

Please. Thank you.

My nerves is bad, I've been on medication, and I just want some respect. Will you?

- Thank you very much and God bless you all.

- I like that. - You know, actually, you're a poet.

How does it compare to Cleveland?

- I know that, but am I getting fucked again? - I love you.

I am. Next time I'll break my foot off in your ass.

Conklin's been getting a lot of publicity about his donations to the homeless.

Oh, ye of little faith

Enjoying your job?

I wanted to put a bee in your bonnet. We'll talk later.

Fred, we keep putting up fights like this, I'm gonna have to sell the fucking hotel.

along with the other heads he already has on his wall.

I had 'em reviewed by my staff. Nobody understands anything.

- I'm still in a Brougham. - Exactly.

I'm saying we up in here and he needs to be in the ring.