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No, Reverend. This is the payday. This is the day we've been waiting for.

It makes me sick and I can't wait to go home.

It look nice on you.

We're here to talk about Roper and Terry Conklin.

The champion weighs an official...

I ain't got no problem. You do. I'm gonna whup your white...

Johnny, I'm ignoring your racism. This one's for the homeless.

- You've fought nobody. Step to me. - This shit stop now.

Don't give away what we can sell!

The sweet science right there in the balls sack

You know what else?

Uh... we're looking for something tangible

But... he's lost as an amateur. Right?

- Look out. - Look at this. Look at this.

- Sultan, the kid's not even a professional. - Bert, the kid's not even 100 per cent Irish.

that 60 days from today,

Mitchell Kane. He says he has a lot more of them.

- Yeah. - You're fired.

There's a reason everyone has lost interest in the heavyweight championship of the world.

- A what? - Uh, a Brougham.

- Artemus? - Yeah.

- Shut up! - Bitch.

- Bad news. - How bad?

Your fucking job!

But we got a $10 million guarantee to pay the champ.

No, no, no, no, no. It's just a fact. You growing up in the 'hood.

- You're a pig. - I'm not a racist. I'm an Englishman.

Was that as easy a fight as it looked?

Let me help you up.

- Best seat in the house right here. - There we go.

That's a possibility. But, just in case, don't get him mad, eh?

- What did you say? - I want you to return to the ring.

I'm about to donate to the Remove My Foot From Your Ass Foundation.

The beginning...

I'm gonna donate all of my moneys to eradicating the homelessness situations,

Ten gallons of ice cream, a carton of gummy bears, all the pork skins in Vegas?

Doing a rock opera for homeless about the situation in Cleveland.

أنا وسط المنافسين

- All right? Yo, Irv! - I'll be back.

- Who do you think will see this debacle? - It'll be the biggest payday in sports history.

Marvin, I'm giving you the title shot.

Let me fix your hat. All right.

Bullshit. I'm the No. 1 contender, and I'm tired of you motherfuckers ducking me.

You think this is all just a big joke, right? Oh, yeah. Oh, yeah.

Come on. White? Heavyweight? Man, the two words don't even go together.

I would like to start off by saying thank you to the champ

- I love you. - Wait a minute. That's the third I love you.

I gotta change.

- But you might wanna take a look at it. - What is this?

Now, take it easy. Come on. Take it easy.

- What's up, Johnny? - We may have found a great white hope.

Uh-uh, I'm, uh... I'm not sure.

...who knocked out Roper in the Golden Gloves Championship.

Two bucks on the clean-cut white boy.

We are honorable men, but I've worked too hard for this.

- This guy's a putz. - No, he's got something.

- No, I'm tired of merlot. - Yeah, he's right. I can't stand another merlot.

I think it's applicable universally to the homeless

And you have the balls to reach that goal. You have a blind, stupid belief in yourself.

Tranquillize yourself, will you?

You have just seen a preview of the marvelous fight to come

He's got savvy. He knows how to breathe in a ring.

I'll tell you what, honk. I'll stick my dick so far up your fucking ass I impale your tonsils.