Hey...
You know how I said that stuff on TV didn't bother me none?
Yeah.
It did.
Listen, the reason I brought you here is because, uh...
I wanna know if you got any money for training expenses, eh?
I got a few dollars.
A few bucks? Well, here. Put this in your glove.
- What's this? - 500 bucks. Don't worry about it.
You know, you ain't never had any luck,
but I think this time Lady Luck may be in your corner. What do you think?
Maybe. Maybe.
Hey, thanks for the money, Tony, you know.
It's okay. Don't worry about it. See ya, all right?
- Hey, wait a minute. - What?
You're in training, huh? Come on.
Hey.
- Yo, Tony. - What?
You gonna show up at the fight?
Ringside.
Hey, ey.
I'll see ya.
Yeah?
Hello, kid. I seen your light. Can I come in?
- Yeah, sure. - Yeah, good.
Hey, it's a nice place here.
All right, anyway, what I come to tell you is that, uh...
that what happened to you is freak luck.
- Yeah, freak luck. - Ain't it true? Look at the other guys.
Now, they're good fighters, right? They're colorful, they got good records.
They fight their guts out for peanuts.
But you... you get a shot at the title.
Freak luck is a strange thing.
Yeah, sure it is. Can I sit down?
Yeah, sure.
What the hell are those?
Oh, those are domestic turtles.
The one on the top is Cuff and the other guy's Link.
The rest of them are marbles.
Yeah? They make good soup, don't they?
Anyway, look... I'm here to warn ya that you gotta be very careful
about this shot that you got at the title,
because, I don't know, like the Bible says...
you ain't gonna get a second chance.
Yeah. All right.
You thought of that, huh?
Well, what you need is a manager.
A manager. Listen to me.
I know because I've been in this racket for 50 years.
- 50 years, huh? - 50 years.
God, I've seen it all. All of it.
- You know what I done? - What?
I have done it all.
You shoulda seen me when I knocked Giny Russo outta the ring.
Outta the goddamn ring. That's, uh, September the 14th, 1923.
And it was the same night that Firpo knocks Dempsey outta the ring.
The same night. So, who gets the publicity? Figure that out.
- Dempsey. - That's right. But why?
- 'Cause he was Champ. - No! Because he had a manager.
I had nothin', man.
I wanna show you somethin'. Look at my face for a minute.
Look at this. I got 21 stitches over this left eye.
I got 34 stitches over this eye.
You know what? I had my nose busted 17 times.
The last time was with that fight with Sailor Mike.
I got that clip in here. That was a good fight.
You wanna read that?
You... oh, it doesn't matter.
Anyway, he put this vegetation on my ear.
Ah, Rocky Marciano.
You know, you kinda remind me of the Rock, you know that?
You really think so?
That's right. You move like him, and you got heart like he did.
Yeah, I got heart, but I ain't got no locker, do I, Mick?
Uh... anyway,
you know, when I begun in this business, kid...
Look, kid, I wanna make a suggestion. Don't drink that piss before a fight.
You know, it's no good for you.
If you don't mind my sayin'.
Anyway, you know, when I started this racket,
pugs like us, we was treated like dogs.
For ten bucks, you gotta tear somebody's throat out.
But I never had no management. You know...
One time, this... this son of a bitch that I fought,
he put a nail right there.
- Thumb. - The thumb, yeah. In the glove.
And he punched so many holes in my face.
I had the spit shootin' out of my cheeks.
Can you imagine that?
Anyway, I'll tell ya what I looked like when I was, uh, in my prime.
I want you to look at some... will you look at that? Look at that.
That's the way I looked... before these guys got at me.
That's nice. You take very good care of the picture, though.
But I never had...
I never had no management... that's the trouble!
But now I got all this knowledge. I got it up here.
Now I wanna give it to you!
I wanna give you this knowledge. I wanna take care of you.
I wanna make sure that all this shit that happened to me doesn't happen to you.
You know what I mean?
The fight's set.
Listen to me. I wanna be your manager.
- You follow that, do you? - The fight's set. I don't need a manager.
But you can't buy what I'm gonna give you.
I mean, I've got pain and I've got experience.
Well, I got pain and I got experience, too.
Listen, kid...
- Hey, yo. Hey, Mick. - What?
I needed your help about ten years ago, right? Ten years ago?
- Right. - You never helped me. You didn't care.
Well, if you wanted help...
I say, if you wanted help, why didn't you ask?
Why didn't you just ask me, kid?
Look, I asked, but you never heard nothin'!
Well, I...
I, uh...
I know I... I'm 76 years old.
And, uh... well.
Where the hell is...
Took you long enough to get here.
Took you ten years to come to my house?
Huh, what's the matter? You don't like my house?
Does my house stink?
That's right... it stinks!
I didn't have no favors from you!
Don't slum around me!
Talkin' about your prime.
What about my prime, Mick?!
At least you had a prime!
I didn't have no prime. I didn't have nothin'!
Leg's are goin', everything is goin', Nobody's gettin' no nothin'.
Guy comes up, offers me a fight. Big deal.
Wanna fight the fight? Yeah, I'll fight the big fight.
I wouldn't wanna fight. Know what's gonna happen to me? I'm gonna get that!
I'm gonna get that!
And you wanna be ringside to see it? Do ya?
You wanna help me out?
Huh? Do you wanna see me get my face kicked in?!
Legs ain't workin', nothing's workin',
but they go. "Go on, fight the champ."
Yeah, I'll fight him.
Get my face kicked in.
And you come around here. You wanna move in here with me?!
Come on in! It's a nice house!
Real nice. Come on in and move. It stinks!
This whole place stinks.
You wanna help me out? Well, help me out!
Come on, help me out. I'm standin' here!
It's only about 28 degrees. We'll check that forecast in just a minute.
I feel very mischievous. Very weird. Very...
Well, the thing is, I got vinyl seats in my car.
When I hit the seats this morning, I just went. "Whew!"
I'm thinkin', if I'm up,
everybody in the Delaware Valley should be up. Do you agree with me?
I mean, at three minutes past 4:00, what else are you gonna do?
- Hello? - Good morning, Mrs. Kramer.
This is Don Cannon, W-I-B-G Philadelphia.
- How are you this morning? - Huh?
- Mrs. Kramer? - What?!
I think you have a lot of nerve calling me at this hour in the morning! Goodbye!
W-I-B-G
Philadelphia
Me and Mrs. Kramer are up, and it's a good morning.
I tell ya, I need someone to snuggle with, 28 degrees. It's cold out there.
We deserve it. We've been getting away with murder the last couple weeks.
Our high today could possibly be 58, and that's it.
Tonight we're back down on the 20 degree range,
a little colder in the suburbs, and tomorrow, with a little bit of luck,
we may hit 40 somewhere.
But it's 28, it's awfully chilly.
Make sure you have it snuggled on before you bring it out.
Come on.
Stinks in... hey, come on. It stinks in here, you know.
Yeah... I know.
Hey, did you kill all these things?
No. Across the street.
This place is like an animal morgue, you know?
- It's a little cold in here, ain't it? - Yeah.
Who killed all these things?
What, are you crazy, Paulie?
If you don't pay Gazzo, you end up on the hook.
Come on, Gazzo's a good man. You know that.
Hey, don't get excited. I know that.
That's why I want you to talk to him about me... the collectin' job.
Get me out of this stinkin' freezer.
Why don't you do yourself a favor?
Why don't you keep this job, because you eat better, you know?
Moo.
Does it ever snow in here?
Uh... you and my sister.
How you gettin' along together?
How do you think?
Well, I'm not sure, Rock. What's the story?
About what?
What's the story? What's happening?
Do you really like her?
Sure, I like her.
I don't see it. What's the attraction?
I don't know. It fills gaps, I guess.
- What's gaps? - I don't know. Gaps.
She's got gaps, I got gaps. Together, we fill gaps. I don't know.
You ballin' her?
Hey.
Hey, you don't talk dirty about your sister.
Are you screwin' my sister?
You see? That's why I can't connect you with Gazzo, you know that, Paulie?
Because you got a big mouth, you know. You just talk too much.
It's gettin' cold in here. I'm going home.
Cold in here?! It is cold in here!
It stinks in here, and you stink!
Hey, you're breakin' the ribs.
If you do that to Apollo Creed, they'll put us in jail for murder.
I'll see ya tomorrow morning, okay?
- I turned the heat up. - Thanks.
You know, your brother's a good man, but he's awful pushy, you know?
- You want me to rub you down? - No, I'm just... I'm just sore, okay?
I'll just... just sit here.
- You sure? - Yeah, I'm sure.
Hey, come on. No foolin' around, all right?
I'm tired.
Hey, Adrian, I'm serious now.
There's no foolin' around during training, understand? I wanna stay strong.
- You're not kiddin'? - No, I ain't kiddin'.
- You sure? - Yeah, I'm sure.
Listen, why don't you just make the meat, okay?
Okay, I'll make the meat.
Yo.
- It's okay. - I'm sorry.
Hey.
Right, right. Left, left.
Underneath. Come on, underneath.
Underneath, underneath, underneath. Come on!
Hold it. Hold it.
Hold it, Rock, will ya? You drive me crazy.
You're so sloppy because you're off balance.
Let's try this. Now, take this string. Tie it to both ankles.
Leave about two feet of slack.
I ain't never had good footwork.
Never mind footwork. Now you're all balanced.
Marciano had the same problem, and this string cured it.
Here's the idea...
that if you can move and you can hit without breaking the string,
you got balance.
You become a very dangerous person.
- You follow? - You're lookin' good, Rock.
- Thanks. - Let's go.
That's it. That's it. Underneath.
- Hey, Rock. - What?
- How 'bout you give us your autograph? - Get outta here!
Don't you ever interrupt me while I'm conducting business.
Move your little chicken asses out of here.
Listen, kid. You! You lay off that pet shop dame.
Women weaken legs.
Yeah, but I really like this girl, you know?
Then let her train ya!
- Okay, no more foolin' around. - Okay. Now hit it.
Women weaken legs, huh?
- Yo, Rock. - Yo, Rocky.
Yo.
Yo, you look great.
- Really? - Oh, yeah.
Terrific. I mean, you could be a heartbreaker.
You'll walk down the street breaking hearts,
the way you're lookin'... very sharp.
I got... I got another surprise for you.
What?
Hey, Butkus! Hey, Butkus! Come here, kid! Come here!
To keep you company when you run.
Come on in and meet the family. The owner ever come back?
- He's yours. He's yours if you want him. - Do I want him? Come here!
What's he eat... this dog?
- He eats little turtles. - Yo, Butkus!
What's that, Butkus, huh? Whose truck is this? Come on.
One call from me, you're a celebrity.
- You're gonna need exposure. - Oh, don't breathe on me, Paulie!
That's the big time! Don't I know about these things?
You don't know nothin'! What do these guys want from me?
To watch you train! Boom.
What is the matter with you, Paulie? This was supposed to be private.
- I'm doin' you a favor! - You ain't doin' me no favors!
You're embarrassin' me in front of everybody,
you make me look bad in front of your sister...
You see this cigar? I'll stick it in your ear. Don't do these things to me!
You should've called me up or something... leave a message.
Don't do that!
My sister really likes you.
I'm gonna kill you one of these days, I swear to God!
Come on. Come on.
- Baby! - Baby.
Here he is, the next heavyweight champ, Rocky Balboa!
Hi, there. Rocky Balboa.
Listen, we wanna get a brief interview with you. It won't take long.
- What about me? - What about you?
- I'm in charge of the meat. - Fine. Will you stand behind it, please?
Listen, just settle yourself in. Just relax.
What we're going to do is just ask you a few questions, Rocky.
Just a few questions about your unique training method.
Talk to the folks at home.
They really wanna know how you got into this.
I mean, this isn't an everyday thing.
Jimmy, you guys ready? Let's roll.
Rocky, why don't you turn right around here.
Just don't take no cheap shots, you know?
No, I won't do that. Just relax, Rocky.
Today we're here with heavyweight challenger Rocky Balboa.
- The reason we're standing... - The meat guy's stickin' his face in.
Let's try it again, Rocky.
Today we're here with heavyweight challenger Rocky Balboa.
The reason we're standing in this refrigerated box
is that Mr. Balboa has an unusual method of training.
In a moment, he's going to demonstrate that
for the viewing audience at home.
But first, Rocky, how did you come to train in an icebox?
Uh, well, my friend... the guy over there...
let me in one day and I hit the beef here and kinda liked it.
And since I become a challenger, the owner don't mind that I come in.
Is this a common training method? Do other fighters pound raw meat?
No, I think I invented it.
Don't forget to confirm the reservation for my people at ringside,
and be sure to fly my barber to Philly.
How much is being channeled into West Coast closed circuit advertising?
- $300,000. - Make it 450.
And send the mayor's wife 200 roses from me,
and make sure we get a picture of it for all the newspapers.
Do you wanna run the 15 radio spots in the Midwest?
I think you could spend your money better in Canadian publicity.
By the way... I've got a couple of friends up in Toronto
who'd probably be able to get you a good tax break.
George, I like your friends.
Hey, Champ...
you oughta come look at this boy you're gonna fight on TV.
Looks like he means business.
Yeah, I mean business, too.
Shirley, we got any more coffee out there?
Oh, certainly, Mr. Creed. I'll get you some right away.
After the fight, I may just retire and run for emperor.
The arena's the only program concession,
and the gross rental of the arena is gonna include the 400 ushers, right?
Diana Lewis, in the meat house with southpaw Rocky Balboa.
And he called the reporters?
Yeah, it threw my whole training schedule off.
Don't be mad at him. He's just trying to help.
Adrian, I ain't mad, it's just that, uh,
when a reporter's around, I get out of joint
'cause they take cheap shots, and Paulie knows that.
Paulie keeps askin' me for a job all the time,
but he don't know nothin' about fightin'.
Are you gonna say anything to him?
What's to say? I just don't know what he wants from me.
I don't want nothin' from you.
This ain't no charity case.
Get outta my house.
It's not just your house.
You ain't no friend no more.
- Get out of my house, I just says. - Don't talk to him like that.
Both of you get out of my house.
Yo.
It's cold outside, Paulie.
I don't want you messin' her,
and I don't raise you to go with this scum bum!
Come on! Wanna hit on me? Come on!
I'll break both your arms so they don't work for ya!
That's right! I'm not good enough to meet with Gazzo...
That's what I think of Gazzo!
Now you're a big-shot fighter on your way up,
you don't even throw a crumb to your friend Paulie!
When I go and get you meat every morning!
You forgot that! Then I even give you my sister, too!
- Only a pig would say that! - I'm a pig?
A pig gives you the best?
You're such a loser! I don't get married because of you!
You can't live by yourself!
I put you two together! And you... don't you forget it!
You owe me!
- You owe me! - What do I owe you?!
You're supposed to be good to me.
What do I owe you, Paulie?! What do I owe ya?!
I treat you good!
I cook for you, I clean for you, I pick up your dirty clothes!
I take care of you, Paulie! I don't owe you nothin'!
And you made me feel like a loser!
I'm not a loser!
- You're busted! - What?!
You're not a virgin!
You let him into your pants! She's busted!
I can't haul meat no more!
You want a roommate?
Absolutely.
Okay, now, when you walk into the ring
with the number one heavyweight of the world,
you'll be ready, won't ya?
Why? Because I waited for 50 years to make you ready.
You'll be able to spit nails, kid.
Like the guy says, you're gonna eat lightning
and you're gonna crap thunder.
You're gonna become a very dangerous person.
- Yo, Mickey. - Hey! How are ya?
Oh, Rock. I want you to meet our cutman here, Al Salvani.
- Take a look at his eye. - How're you doin'?
- That's right. - It ain't bad. I seen worse.
You ain't so bad yourself.
- Cover up. Things'll be okay. - Cover up? You cover up.
Go and take a shower, will ya?
Okay, Mick. I'll see ya tomorrow.
You covered that Whitmar fight, didn't you?
That's why you wanted me.
Listen, we got a winner here! We got a chance!
He goes to the body like nobody you've ever seen.
You just stand by, boy. We're gonna win.
Hey, Rock, It's okay I talk to ya?
Okay you talk to me?
Sure.
I figured some angle to make some money off your name.
My name?
- How's that? - Advertisin'. I know about that stuff.
What do you know about advertisin'? Huh?
Hey, you can make money off my name, make it, okay?
I'm gonna take a shower.
- Wanna help me off with these? - Sure.
Trying hard now
It's so hard now
Trying hard now
You're gonna kill him!
Getting strong now
Won't be long now
Getting strong now
Gonna fly now
Flying high now
Gonna fly
Fly
Rocky. What brings you here tonight?
Mr. Jergens, the poster's wrong.
What do you mean?
Well, I'm wearin' white pants with a red stripe.
It doesn't really matter, does it?
I'm sure you're gonna give us a great show.
Try to get some rest, kid.
Good night.
I can't do it.
What?
I can't beat him.
Apollo?
Yeah.
I've been out there walkin' around, thinkin'.
I mean, who am I kiddin'? I ain't even in the guy's league.
What are we gonna do?
I don't know.
You worked so hard.
It don't matter, 'cause I was nobody before.
Don't say that.
Oh, come on, Adrian. It's true.
I was nobody.
But it don't matter either, you know?
So, I was thinkin'...
It really don't matter if I lose this fight.
It really don't matter if this guy opens my head, either.
'Cause all I wanna do is go the distance.
Nobody's ever gone the distance with Creed.
And if I can go that distance...
...see, if that bell rings and I'm still standin'...
...I'm gonna know for the first time in my life, you see...
...that I weren't just another bum from the neighborhood.
Time, kid. Let's go.
I'll wait for you here.
Or how 'bout I wait here and you fight, huh?
You're lookin' very great today... you know that?
I gotta go now, but, uh, don't you leave town, huh?
Wish me luck. I'm gonna need it.
Good luck.
Say, Adrian, you don't think this robe is too baggy, huh?
Good luck.
Don't leave town.
I'd like to have you meet my colleague workin' the fight with me... Stu Hansen.
Thank you, Bill Baldwin.
The electricity is all over the place tonight as Rocky Balboa...
Hey, what the hell is that?
I trained you to be a fighter, not a billboard.
- I'm doin' it for a friend. - What do you get out of it?
Paulie gets three grand, I get the robe.
Shrewd.
The story about tonight's fight, their difference in style,
you can quote a recent sports magazine which said,
"Could be the caveman against the cavalier."
I noticed a buzzing in the background now, Bill.
Could be the challengers getting ready to get into the ring.
Rocky! Look at my date. Cost me $200.
- 250. - I gotta go. I gotta work.
- How's the robe? - It's a little baggy.
A 50 to 1 underdog living a Cinderella story,
and he's captured people's imaginations all over the world.
We love you, Rocky!
- Good luck, champ. - Hey, thanks for showin' up.
And his record... 44 victories.
He's got 38 by knockout, and he's lost 20 fights.
Which makes me wonder, can he stand it...
the stamina and the skill to last the three rounds?
Because Las Vegas odds say no.
Rocky Balboa climbing into the ring now.
The Italian Stallion.
Some meat sign on the back of his robe there.
Have you seen what that was? Shamrock Meats, Inc.
A lot of noise coming from the back. You could go deaf with that noise.
You have the spotlights.
Is that the world heavyweight champion Apollo Creed?
He's in a boat... riding in a boat.
Is he supposed to be George Washington?
Obviously so. He's got the hat on, the whole thing. Look at that.
It's been confirmed.
The world champion Apollo Creed
is doing an imitation of George Washington.
- He's throwing money. - I don't believe it.
Remember we were talking about George Washington throwing the dollar?
Throwing the dollar.
'Course, if you threw a dollar in those days, it went a lot farther.
Oh, he's taking his...
White wig came off, the hat came off.
And the crowd is loving every minute of it... look at that.
Here is the world heavyweight champion.
Apollo Creed... for you around the world
he was dressed as George Washington, the father of our country.
I want you!
Oh! Look at that! Uncle Sam himself.
I want you!
All of you!
"All of you." he's saying.
He looks like a big flag.
I want you. You.
- Is he talkin' to me? - He's talkin' to you.
- Is he talkin' to me? - Let him talk while he can talk.
I want the Stallion!
He says, "I want the Stallion. I want the Stallion."
In foreign countries, during WWI,
there was the picture of Uncle Sam with his finger pointed like that.
A recruiting poster for our fellows in the service... the Army and the Navy.
- "I want you." - That's what he's doing a take of.
- There he is. - That's it, Creed.
Creed in three.
What do you think that outfit cost?
Ladies and gentlemen...
Good evening.
A very happy New Year.
Welcome to Philadelphia.
Well, everybody who's anybody is here tonight.
Time...
Time does not permit me to introduce the many luminaries of politics,
show business, and the sporting world who are with us tonight.
But I would like to present one of the immortals of pugilism,
a champion in and out of the ring,
Philadelphia's own Smoking Joe, the beloved Mr. Joe Frazier!
How you doin'?
Don't hurt him, okay? Go light on him.
Come on, now.
... he's been in his career as a fighter.
Now he's coming over to talk to the Champ.
- Hey, how 'bout that? - Hey, Joe.
- You've been ducking me long time. - No, Joe. You're next, Joe.
- I want you, you understand? - You're next, Joe!
They must be friends.
Joe Frazier!
The fight is on the way. Settle down because it won't be long now.
And now... for the main event.
The challenger,
white trunks, weighing 190 pounds,
Philadelphia's favorite son,
The Italian Stallion, Rocky Balboa.
And on my right,
wearing red, white and blue,
weighing 210 pounds,
undefeated in 46 fights,
the master of disaster,
the undisputed, heavyweight champion of the world
Apollo Creed.
I want you and you. You. You.
You, chump. I want you!
You boys both fought in Philadelphia before, and you know the rules.
No low blows, watch your heads, no butting.
Shake hands now and come out fightin'.
Put your hands up there, chump.
- Come out fightin'. - Come on. Come on.
Rocky's takin' it carefully.
He's just going over and being calm, it looks like from here.
There goes the big hat.
I've never seen a fighter that concerned about his hair.
And there's the bell for round one.
The fighters come into the center of the ring, looking at each other.
Rocky just looking.
The Champion gives one of the left-handed jabs right there.
The Champ's stinging, the slower challenger jabs at will.
In fact, it just looks like Rocky's blocking the blows with his face.
The Champion doesn't look the best he's ever been,
but he's really moving now.
Well, the Champion is smiling now.
He's toying with this man.
Trying to give the fans their money's worth.
He's very clearly outdoing the challenger right now.
I'll get you. Come on.
He's just trying to make this man make him... see! Make him miss like that.
Oh, the Champ is just taunting him now.
He's dancing around.
I don't believe it!
- The Champ is down. - Yes, he is!
Creed is down! What a surprise this is!
This is the first time the Champion has ever been knocked down.
Six... seven... eight.
Appears to be all right. A little glassy-eyed, but okay.
Let's go to work right now, Rock! Come on!
Now Rocky coming back out, and he's like a bull in a china closet.
He really wants it.
Boy, the Champion's coming back.
He's coming off the floor now, and he's trying...
A left, a right, another left, another right, combination!
Into the face! And that's the Apollo we know.
Now he's taunting him.
He's taunting Rocky. "Come on, let's go."
Left. There's another left.
Another left.
There!
Left and right. Rocky's got him on the rope!
Come on.
Okay, break.
Punch. Hit me. Hit me.
I tell you, there's no way we expected this kind of hitting from him.
Oh, no way, but with the ability of the Champion...
Apollo unloading a left, really trying to get him up against the ropes.
They're leading him over to his corner. Rocky can hardly find his way.
He's sitting down now.
I told ya! I told ya!
Your nose is broke.
- How's it look? - Ah, it's an improvement.
I want you to quit chuckin' and jivin'. I want you to stick and move.
Go for the ribs. Don't let that bastard breathe.
The guy's great.
He doesn't know it's a damn show. He thinks it's a damn fight.
Finish this bum and let's go home.
Stay to the body. The body! You're doing great!
Creed got knocked down at the end of the first.
He came back strong at the end of the first, but he's working hard.
A smart left. Another left and a right.
And now coming into the corner again.
Oh, Balboa's taking a tremendous beating here.
Oh, come on, man. Can't you fight?
Stop clownin' around here and give these people something to see.
He says he wants him!
If you folks aren't aware... you're watching a battle... I tell you that.
Balboa trying to fight back.
Oh! He tagged the Champ with a tremendous hook!
The Champion is trying to get himself out of there,
but he just can't do it.
He is being barraged with lefts and rights to the head, to the body.
Balboa is smacking the Champion right on the kisser.
And the referee's... they're ready to keep going. Look at that!
- Back to your corner. - Put that chump back in his corner.
- Come on, Creed. - Balboa doesn't want to quit. Hey.
This is gonna be a tough one.
Now he's got him. A left.
A hard left and a right combination.
What is keeping him up, Bill? I don't know.
He can't even get his gloves up to protect himself.
He needs to stop, Bill.
Down! Down! Stay down!
Apollo dancing around with his arms in the air.
...five... six...
seven... eight... nine...
Apollo can't believe it.
The Champion got a left to the ribs... his right rib.
Oh, this has been a tremendous...
- Okay, Champ? - Yeah, I'm okay. I'm okay.
It hurts, though. He broke my rib.
I can't see nothin'. You gotta open my eye.
- Cut me, Mick. - I don't wanna do it!
Go on, cut me. Cut me.
Try it.
Oh, God.
You're bleeding inside, Champ. I'm gonna stop the fight, understand?
You ain't stoppin' nothin', man. You ain't stoppin' nothin'.
- You stop this fight, I'll kill ya. - All right.
- Go if you wanna go. - I'm goin'.
You gotta go. You gotta give it all. Give it all!
You gotta get him. You gotta work on that body.
The crowd is on fire. The 15th and final round.
They look like they've been in a war... these two.
Oh, the Champion really tagged him!
And Apollo clearly protecting his right side... his ribs.
Hard left and right!
- Look at the blood coming from his face. - Oh, he's spitting up blood now.
A tremendous right hand by Rocky.
Go for it! Go for it, Rock!
Listen to this crowd!
Oh! Another to the rib. That left hand again right to the chin!
Oh! He's got him up against the ropes!
Apollo the Champ.
Ain't gonna be no rematch. Ain't gonna be no rematch.
Don't want one.
Rocky, you went the 15 rounds. How do you feel?
I feel all right.
What were you thinking about when that buzzer sounded?
Adrian!
What? Adrian!
Rocky?
Ladies and gentlemen, your attention, please...
Rocky?
Rocky!
You've had the privilege of witnessing the greatest exhibition
of guts and stamina in the history of the ring.
Adrian!
Rocky!
Ladies and gentlemen,
we have a split decision.
Adrian!
Rocky!
... for Creed.
- No plans out there for a rematch? - Ain't gonna be a rematch.
Oh, come on. I don't know yet, okay?
You heard him, ladies and...
Rocko! That's my friend. Rocko!
- Hey, you're breakin' the jacket. - Let's go, Buddy. Come on.
Paulie?
- Adrian? Adrian! - Rocky!
Adrian! Hey, where's your hat?
I love you.
- I love you! - I love you.
I love you.