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Theresa, should I get the doc?
No. We're fine.
Protect that eye. Protect it!
To the body! To the body!
Both fighters going for the knockout.
It has been a round for the ages!
"Lights" Leary, the defending champion,
measuring Reynolds out.
Stop, stop, stop, stop, stop, stop.
- Stop. - Beautiful. Beautiful.
Have a seat.
All right. All right.
Lookin' good.
Great work. You're doing great.
Now, you're ahead on points.
Stay out of the corners and stay off the ropes.
He's ready to fall.
Look, just box.
Don't get too close. You hear me?
I can knock him out.
You don't need to! Not with that cut!
You're ahead! You hear me?! Come on!
How's that eye?
He's good.
Protect yourself.
You understand?
Ready?
Go get him.
I got robbed, Theresa.
Yeah, I know. I saw.
I'm fine.
You blacked out.
Ring was crowded.
No air.
You have a concussion.
I got a hard head.
Yeah. I know that, too.
Hold it.
You could have died out there.
Nah.
I'm all right.
No. No.
Hey. Hey. Hey. Hey.
Hey. Hold on. Hold on. One, two...
Three.
I got you.
I can't.
I can't do this.
- It's always worked right. - Until it isn't.
Your daughters miss you.
They were crying last night.
You have a life.
We have a life.
That was always part of it.
No, no more. I ju... I just can't.
- There... - Please, Patrick, I love you too much.
So won't you die...
Either you stop...
or we stop...
Don't stop.
Mommy!
Shh. Shh. Stop. Stop. Mom!
Don't answer. She'll go away.
Is it morning yet?
No. No, sweetheart.
The sun is up.
Go back to bed, honey.
Okay.
No. Oh, God.
Ignore it.
No. I can't. I can't. I'm on a new rotation.
Okay.
Leary.
What?
Yeah, okay. Okay. I'm on my way.
No. No, no, no, no, no. Please. Y-yeah.
No, no, no, no. Okay. Thruway crash.
They'll be okay. No, they may not be okay.
Multi-vehicle.
Tomorrow, okay?
Tomorrow morning.
Please.
Look, tomorrow morning, huh? I promise. I promise.
Oh, God.
I'll make breakfast.
No. No time.
Not for you.
The girls.
That public-school party? Seriously?
Daniella, please. Brent is completely harmless.
Then why'd you dare him?
'Cause saying truth is so boring.
Hey. Hi, daddy.
Why is the truth boring?
Nothing. It's a game.
Hey, dad, can I have 40 bucks? Please?
For what?
For coffee after school. My turn to buy.
She's getting a bikini wax.
Seriously? You're dead.
Dad, I just need $18.95, please.
For what?
The new biography on Eleanor Roosevelt.
She's not joking.
You're such a loser. Here.
Shut up. Here.
Oh, thanks. Thank you.
Now, sit down and eat your pancakes.
Pancakes again, dad? We'having an ealy study group at school.
We have an early study group at school. We'll get some there, okay?
Bye. Love you!
Come on. You gonna fight?
Daddy?
Daddy!
Hi, Katie bear.
I'm hungry.
Okay.
Let's see what we can do about that.
Oh, shit.
Sorry.
♪ Frere Jacque, frere Jacque ♪
♪ do-re-mi, do-re-mi ♪
Does anyone else want to share what they gave up for lent?
Mr. Leary.
It's completely my fault.
Here. For you.
I lost track of time.
She was ready, and I, uh...
It's my fault, not hers.
I promise not to punish either of you.
Bye.
I don't understand.
- Why were you late in the first place? - It's all straightened out.
Mr. Leary! Mr. Leary! I signed a glove for her teacher.
It's a question of responsibility.
It's a question of I forgot. Okay.
Your brother sent in the tuition check, right?
Mr. Leary.
Of course. I'll see you tonight.
Sorry.
♪ Keep on runnin' ♪
♪ keep on hidin' ♪
♪ one fine day, I'm gonna be the one ♪
What's up, champ? ♪ to make you understand ♪
♪ oh, yeah ♪ Hey! What's up, baby?
♪ I'm gonna be your man ♪
♪ keep on runnin' ♪
♪ runnin' from my arms ♪
Hey, country.
Hey, you're dropping the left. Sniper!
Hey, Danny. Let me show you something.
Use this part of your hand. Like this.
And keep this one up. All right?
Stick and move. Stick and move.
Get him, Omar.
Come on. Weave.
Give him an uppercut.
Then another one. That's it. Go to the body.
Nice turn.
That's the way to move. That's it!
Are you kidding me? You're gonna pull this with two hours' no...
Yes, we will let the lawyers hash it out in court.
Great.
The champ is here before the crack of noon.
You ready for your big interview today?
Right. Can't wait to find out what ever happened to me.
Fifth anniversary of the fight.
Listen, the school's sweating me about tuition again.
I told Theresa you sent the check.
Don't tell the school that.
What happened to the 30 grand from that beer commercial?
That was over a month ago. And?
I pissed it away ...
On your mortgage and the way-past-due on this gym.
We'll have to take some more out of the landing.
Negative.
Just got off the phone with the Chinese trade group.
Our anchor tenant?
Those little guys I shook hands with? Yeah. Them.
Turns out they're pulling up anchor, heading for safe harbor.
Like all the other rats.
Jesus. Weren't they the ones who were gonna bail us out?
They were.
Supposed to come through
with a $1 million deposit at noon today.
And we got a balloon payment coming up.
All right. Well, find someone else to step up... Lights.
There's no one out there. I-I don't want to hear that.
I know you don't, but this is why I tried to warn you
not to put everything in one place. You warned me?
You're not my cornerman anymore. You're my manager.
That's why I sent you to business school. I know that.
You see this coming, you don't yell fire.
You do something. Book something.
Like what? I'm trying everything, Lights.
Well, you're not trying hard enough. Autos. Memorabilia.
I was heavyweight champ. Conventions ...
This is best you can do? You were champ, Lights.
For what? Like nine months?
You walked away five years ago. That's a long time.
And if you think you can find someone who can do better
under the given circumstances, go get him.
Or better yet, why don't you go back ...
Oh, there you go.
There's your master's degree.
Feel better now?
Got that off your chest?
So tell me, Lights ... Are you bitter?
To be honest, I don't spend much time thinking about the fight.
I've moved on.
But five years
after that very controversial split-decision loss ...
In your heart, who won the fight?
You saw the fight, Steve. Who do you think?
In the first moments of that 12th and final round,
Reynolds was still dazed from the round before.
Yet you didn't go after him.
Did you think you had the fight won?
No!
No! No!
Stay away from him!
Keep your distance!
I don't know what good it does to...
Second-guess the past.
So you're at peace.
No regrets that you didn't try to finish him
before he got his legs back?
I went out a champion.
And in all due respect to Reynolds ...
He was a warrior in there, but in his heart ...
You don't have to get up. I got my key.
Hey.
Why the monkey suit?
Don't ask. I got a gig later.
You watch the interview?
I must have dozed off between naps.
Leave it. I can take care of it.
I don't know why you bother with those things.
Need to keep my name out there.
What for?
You got enough, right?
Johnny thinks it might lead to a commentating gig.
Commentating gig?
Well... If Johnny thinks so.
He knows what he's doing.
Hm.
They, uh, talk a lot about the last round?
Tell you the truth, the whole thing went by so fast,
I don't even remember.
Mm.
How are the girls?
Growing like weeds.
Mm.
Why don't you come to the house for dinner Sunday?
Uh...
Let's meet 'em at your sister's.
It's my hip.
I-I'm not so comfortable in the car.
Dad, it's only half an hour.
Yeah?
Keep telling yourself that, kiddo.
Hey.
What'd you think?
You nailed it.
Whole gym watched.
We'll see if the phone starts ringing.
It already did.
Nothing we want any part of, but ...
Hit me.
Some guy who comes by the gym sometimes,
looking for muscle. He have a name?
Brennan. Ticket broker out of Newark.
Hal Brennan?
Forget it.
No, no. He's legit now.
Mostly.
But some dentist, I guess, owes him some book money and ... Seriously?
I'm not a thug.
No, he's got thugs.
This is white collar.
You're the champ. The dentist is a sports buff.
I guess Brennan's idea is he'll respect you. And if he doesn't?
Look, Brennan told me to tell you the pickup's half a million.
You keep 10%.
Tell him to shove it up his ass.
If it's all right with you, I may rephrase that.
Look, don't worry about it, huh?
Something good's coming up.
G...49.
Oh! Bingo!
Yes.
Congratulations.
We have a winner.
Congratulations.
You know, it's funny.
When I was a boy, we had a dog named bingo.
Um...I'm sorry, sir.
We never called b-15.
Bullshit. He called it a few minutes ago.
I believe that was b-14.
Yes, sir. Here we are.
He said 15, and we all heard it.
I'm sure I said 14.
Tell you what ...
How about we take a picture together, call it even?
Here's your check. Sign here, please.
It's not that big a deal.
I'm sure you're right.
I don't like your tone.
What are you gonna do, beat me up?
Here you are.
Tell Johnny no more favors.
That'll be all.
You're home late.
Oh. Yeah.
I was out with a couple of the other fourth years.
We were celebrating. Everything okay?
No. Katie was up when I got home.
Why?
Anya let her watch the interview.
They showed clips from the Reynolds fight.
Oh, God, no.
What did you tell her?
Told her to go to bed. I mean, it was late, Theresa.
I already feel guilty, okay?
Sorry.
Long day.
So, what were you celebrating?
Match day. Remember?
You found out about your residency?
St. Lucy's. My first choice.
That's great!
It's really happening. After everything you've done.
You've been the one working. I haven't done anything. Oh, please.
You know, I'd have been a physician's assistant
for the rest of my life if it wasn't for you.
I'm proud of you.
Oh, you know the best part?
I'll finally be able to contribute.
Residents get paid.
$34,000 a year.
My social? Uh, sure.
946...
No. Wait.
964...
Can I give it to you tomorrow?
Yeah, it's 10 A.M., right?
Oh, one more thing.
Do I need to fast or anything the night before?
All right. Good. Good.
All right. Shoulder up. Get your shoulders up.
That's it. All right. Stick and move.
That's a way.
Good. Good. Good. Yeah.
Hey, pops? Someone in with Johnny?
I tell you, Omar here is the real deal.
He don't stop.
Double up the jab.
That's it. That's it!
Hey, Dylan.
Uncle Patrick.
Daddy said not to go in there
until the men in suits leave.
Oh, yeah?
All right. All right. Combinations. Combinations.
Another tenant pulling out?
I wish.
Who were they?
I.R.S.
Don't worry, champ. I'll take the hit.
What did you do?
Nothing.
I didn't...
I took care of you.
You got expenses, man. I get that.
This gym, I know it makes dad happy, but it's a sinkhole.
Your house. Med school. The girls.
What did you do?
Nothing you don't know.
Some of the money we raised for the landing got shifted
to cover...Whatever.
If Cindy hadn't have dropped a dime on me ... Cindy?
Yeah, she's in scorched-earth mode over the divorce.
So she decided to take us down.
Us? Me.
But...Joint ventures.
The lines blur.
Again, you know, if we'd have diversified just a bit,
if the markets hadn't have crashed,
if she hadn't been the one ... How bad is it?
You want to know the irony?
I never even liked blondes.
Can they take the house?
No.
Not as long as you're living in it.
And last night I covered the girls' tuition ...
Out of my savings.
Which is really gonna piss Cindy off.
I don't get it.
If Cindy brings the I.R.S. in, she ends up with less. No?
What?
It's not just the money, it's the kid.
She's going for sole custody.
If the I.R.S. brings charges, that helps her.
Not that she even likes Dylan. Johnny.
She just ...
Don't worry, brother. I'm gonna get us out of this ...
No.
Don't.
Uncle Patrick.
Not now, Dylan.
I just want to ask you a question.
What?
Will you teach me how to fight?
Ask your father.
Dylan?
I'm sorry, Uncle Patrick.
You have nothing to apologize for.
You hear me?
I'm just a little caught up with things right now.
Like my dad is?
Mm-hmm.
Tell you what.
You busy Sunday morning?
You see my kid in the ring?
I'm telling you, with a little time, Omar could go all the way.
I need to talk to you.
I mean, he reminds me of your brother coming up.
Doesn't have that reach or the pop ...
You know that was the I.R.S. in today?
Well, I'll tell you what I told your brother.
I've seen the I.R.S. come after fighters all my life.
You don't play cute with them.
Whatever they say you owe, you just pay.
You listening to me?
I'm broke, dad.
What?
I got nothing to pay them with.
It's all gone.
How?
I don't really know.
Does Theresa know?
No. And she's not gonna.
Well, it's her fault in the first place.
I mean I love her, but...
There was big money on the table and she took you out of the game.
It was a lot simpler growing up here.
You just getting in?
Did you fall asleep at the counter?
Waiting up for you.
Dad, I told you I was sleeping at Jenny's.
We talked about it last night.
I called you. It's right here on my cellphone.
11:14 P.M.
You agreed it was too late for me to drive home.
Do you even trust me?
I should ground you.
Dad. Go.
Your mother's driving you to school.
I got a work thing.
What's your sister up to?
Don't ask, don't tell.
Did you just ground Ava?
Not yet.
Well, I just got off the phone with Jenny's mom.
She thought the girls spent the night here.
Jenny's cousin Brent was supposed to drop them off.
Brent?
Yeah. He goes to Brunswick.
Brent from Brunswick?
I need to talk to him.
Before or after you talk to Katie?
She's still freaked about the fight clip she saw.
Now she wants to know if Reynolds is okay.
Hey!
Good news.
I just talked to this guy, ex-I.R.S.
He deals with this kind of thing all the time.
He says we show these guys we have a plan to pay what we owe,
they're gonna move on. That's great, Johnny.
Oh, and the networks ...
I'm working on them.
I'm gonna make everything right, Patrick.
I promise.
That's great.
Katie, come here.
All right. Come on, princess. Get in the car.
And I want you back at 6:00.
You okay?
Honey, come on. In the car. Please.
I'm fine.
Oh. I almost forgot. Something funny.
I told Brennan you said no.
He upped his offer.
15%.
No.
♪ If you keep on walkin' ♪
♪ you'll walk right out of sight ♪
Hail Mary, full of grace, the lord is with thee.
Blessed art thou amongst women,
and blessed is the fruit of t womb, Jesus.
Holy Mary, mother of God...
...Pray for us sinners now and at the hour...
It's called chronic traumatic encephalopathy,
otherwise known as pugilistic ...
Dementia. Dementia.
I know what it's called.
Now, in this case, we're looking at symptoms
that could eventually lead to Alzheimer's.
How long?
There's so little we understand about the brain.
That's impossible to predict.
Just give me a ballpark.
It could be two years. It could be 10.
Could be never.
If it's not never, what happens?
Symptomatically ... Disorientation, loss of memory,
anxiety, loss of body control.
You do understand, this is all speculation.
Yeah.
Hey, sugar bear.
You and me have some talking to do.
And all serious talking has to involve ice cream.
Am I right?
♪ Rules within rules ♪
♪ won't hide the hurt I have felt ♪
♪ well, I could keep on tryin' ♪
♪ looks like it's all been in vain ♪
♪ for something's... ♪
Hey.
So we good?
Yep.
Hugs and kisses?
Kisses and hugs.
♪ Don't leave me standing ♪
You have ice cream on your face.
Perfect.
Thank you.
Yeah. So what do I have to do?
You don't have to do this, champ.
Something else is gonna come along.
What's the job?
Show up. Get the money. Hit the road.
And if he doesn't have it on him?
Have him wire it? I don't know.
This is how you earn your 15%.
Get him to 20.
Don't push your luck.
Look, I'm worried maybe this isn't such a good idea.
Text me the address.
Okay, but this is a one-off, all right?
No matter what I have to do to get us out of this, I will.
You're better than this.
Promise me.
See, it's words like that...
Just stop. It's done. Not more ... another level.
Who's this?
This is Brent. He just came to apologize.
For what?
You're the one who lied to us.
Patrick. Please.
Look, I was ... I was just saying to Ava and Brent
we were teenagers once, too, and we get it.
But trust is a very valuable commodity in our family.
And when it goes, it's gone.
Now, we have sort of a ... A saying around here ...
A family motto, if you will ... Trust or bust.
Daddy, stop it.
Are you gonna pee your pants?
We understand each other?
Yes, sir.
Get the hell out.
Your bag.
I hate you.
Hey.
What?
You know how much I love you?
Screw you.
I thought I kind of had that handled.
You did.
Sometimes you just got to reinforce the message.
And suddenly, this huge bouncer shoves Rupert,
and before we know it, there's like three of them on him.
And they're railroading him out the front door.
No way!
What did you do?
Well, I can't leave my wingman, right?
So I run outside, and I smash one of the bouncer's heads
right through the windshield of a parked car.
Cost me a night in the tank, but what are you gonna do, huh?
Yeah. Well, I still eat my wheaties.
Can I talk to you for a minute?
Aren't you...
Yeah.
Wow. This is a real pleasure meeting you.
Likewise, Roger.
Mind if I...
Uh, yeah. Of course.
Sure. Please do.
Thanks.
Really delicious, Heather.
You make this yourself?
W-well, we have help, but the menu was my idea.
My wife doesn't cook either.
Don't get me wrong.
I respect my wife and her career.
But the man's still expected to be the main earner.
Food on the table, private schools, all that.
Nothing's changed there.
Only now we're expected to celebrate
our wives working full time.
And fair enough ... I mean, they probably are 10 times smarter
than us anyway, right?
Only 10?
Maybe more, in your case.
Right, Rog?
Half a mil.
I-I'm sorry?
Cash is better.
Or a check.
Hold on a second. You joking?
I don't understand. You actually want me to give you...
- You know, I think you should leave. - No.
This is my house.
- You work for Brennan. - A friend of a friend.
And he's paying you to...
Wow.
The bigger they are, huh?
Tough times.
What with the economy and all.
Know what I mean?
Yeah.
Yeah. Yeah. I know what you mean.
And you better get your broken-down ass out of my house
before I knock it out.
Good for you.
Protecting your home.
All bowed up like a real man.
You're okay, Roger.
I can't speak for Brennan's take on this...
But between us... No hard feelings?
Get the hell out of my house.
So no regrets that you didn't try to take him out
before he got his legs back?
I went out a champion.
And in all due respect to Reynolds ...
He was a warrior in there,
but in his heart, he knows who won.
Okay, a few weeks after the fight,
you announced your retirement from boxing.
Are you at peace with that decision?
Retirement?
Depends if my wife's watching this.
How so?
If she's watching, I say retirement is wonderful.
I've seen too many guys hang around one fight too long.
That's all it takes sometimes.
Knowing you'll grow old with your health intact ...
Best move I ever made.
And if she's not watching?
Sometimes you miss hitting people.
Come on. Enough of this asshole. Put the yankee game on.
Sorry, champ.
Thanks, Sandy.
Oh, he ain't that tough.
His wife, though ... I've seen her around.
That is a choice piece of ass.
Oh, wow.
It's you.
He didn't mean to be ...
Don't worry about it.
Why would I worry about it?
Night.
Told you he was half a fag.
Okay.
Is there something you want to take off your chest?
Night.
Yeah. I'm here every night.
How much money you got?
Can I come in?
Of course.
I'm sorry.
For what?
For lying to you about Brent and cursing at you.
He didn't piss his pants, did he?
No.
He's really nice, dad.
If you give him a chance ...
Sweetheart, we got a lot of years ahead of us.
You're gonna kiss boys and go to college
and, God help me,
get married and have children of your own someday.
And your mother and I will be there for all of it.
I know.
People who tell lies...
Do it to hide themselves.
To keep others from knowing who they truly are inside.
Knowing you is one of the greatest joys of my life.
And I don't ever want that to go away.
What happened to your hand?
Too much heavy bag at the gym.
I'm all right.
Go to bed.
Good night.
Never again.
Just so we're clear.
That's too bad. The dentist made good.
Brennan's thrilled.
Says he wants to put you on retainer. Tell him no, thanks.
You'll have to find me something else.
Like what?
Anything but bingo.
There isn't anything but bingo.
There isn't even bingo.
I'm hanging up on you now.
Wait. What do you want me to tell Brennan?
You sure about this?
Shut up. He's got 100 pounds on him.
Our boy played tackle for the giants!
Tell you what ... To make if fair,
I'm gonna give you the first punch.
Come on!
Okay, then.
Yeah!
Who's the man?
Come on! Nice!
Hey.
Oh, you want some more?
So...Mommy told me you were afraid
after seeing me fighting on the TV.
You want to talk about it?
You hurt that man.
I know.
If I didn't, he was gonna hurt me.
You could've run away.
Aah!
That's exactly what I should have done.
But I don't fight anymore.
You know that, right?
Yeah.
And you know that I would never hurt you.
I know.
There's nothing I wouldn't do to keep you safe.
Something you want to tell me?
Today I am pleased to announce
that cowardice will no longer cloud Mr. Leary's legacy.
It's on.
Did you hear me? I said it's on!
You can kick his ass.
Damn right I can. Six months from today,
"Death row" Reynolds will defend his title
one last time ... Against "Lights" Leary.
I know nothing ab...
Yeah. Don't bullshit me, okay?
Johnny ... No. Please.
I will not go through this again.
Do you hear me?
I will not go through this again.
For five long years,
I've listened to Patrick Leary claim he won a fight
the rest of the world saw him lose.
Now, for those same five years, he's refused my ...
Have you lost your mind?
Is she pissed?
Like you wouldn't believe.
Are you?
I'm retired.
You beat someone up in the ring, at least it's legal.
Get rid of it.
Don't you even want to know the purse?
No.
$10 million.
Jab.
Good. Don't pick up that back foot.
Okay. Jab.
At's it. That's it.
Now, everything starts with the jab.
It's the most important punch.
So shoot it out like that, bring it right back.
Shoot it out and bring it right back.
It's bang. Try it again.
Very, very good.
Now show me the right hand.
Boom. That's it.
Try it again.
And now the one-two.
One, two!
You got a lot of natural talent.
You sure you never trained with anybody else?
I bet you can't hit me with that one-two.
Let's see.
Come on. Come on.
I'm too fast for you, Dylan.
Oh!
You got me.
Good job. Good job.
You know, I think you're lying to me.
I think you already boxed pro in another state.
Uncle Patrick, my arms are getting tired.
Yeah? Well, that'll happen.
Take a break. Go ahead. All right.
Get some water. Thanks.
You got to pace yourself, Dylan.
It's very important.
Got to remember to breathe.
Deep breaths.
Breathe.
♪ No ceiling bearing down on me ♪
♪ save the starry sky above ♪
♪ with light in my head ♪ just breathe.
♪ You in my arms ♪
♪ Whoo ♪
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