Come on. Move your tail! Move your tail.
You look like a girl out there. What's the matter?
I feel like a Kentucky fried idiot.
Wake up, will you? Will you wake up?
Come on. Give it! Give it!
Yo, Rock, what's the matter with my sister?
I wish you'd talk to her. Adrian don't like this none.
- She don't like me fighting... - What's with this domestic stuff?
Tell your business, will you?
Jab that till it hurts. 500 times without stopping, do you hear me?
- 500 times. - Mick, I want to use my other arm.
If you do, I'll chop it off. Is that clear?
I'll figure something.
Yeah, I wish you would, Paulie. I'd appreciate it.
I'm sorry, are you finished?
Can we go to work?
That would be nice. Now hit that bag.
Hit it! Jab it till it hurts. Go ahead!
Three. Four.
I want 500 hard ones. Go!
Where was I, seven or eight?
Five, six. Five, six.
One, two. One, two.
Come on. Turn it over.
Snap it. Snap it.
Come on, stab it.
Dig! Dig! Dig!
All right, pick it up.
Come on, pick them up.
Pick them up! Faster!
Faster!
Come on, faster!
Time!
Get up! Hey, get me another one, all right?
You gotta ease up on these sparring partners.
You just get me another man.
Time!
What's the matter? That bag too fast for you?
You're gonna pound that sass out of him.
Last time we should've won, but this time you're gonna be scary.
You're gonna be a greasy, fast Italian monster!
You're gonna eat lightning. You're gonna crap thunder.
We're gonna have to put you in a cage, kid.
Let's take a break, Mick.
Break? What break?
Where you going? We're not finished.
Hey, I said, "Where the hell you going?"
Talking to myself or something.
Speed, speed!
Catch that punk.
Speed, speed!
Can't you catch that little squirt?
Can't you? Cut off the ring!
Get the lead out!
Move! Move! Fast!
You look dead there.
If you catch that little speed ball, you're gonna catch Creed.
Come on, move, move!
Time.
Dead ass, get over here.
Hey, you sick, kid?
Hey, kid, what's the matter with you?
- Nothing. - Let me tell you something, kid.
For a 45-minute fight...
...you gotta train hard for 45 thousand minutes.
45 thousand. That's ten weeks.
That's ten hours a day, you listening?
And you ain't even trained one!
I don't know what you're waiting for.
- What? - I don't know.
Suit yourself.
- Yo, Rocky. - Hey, yo, Paulie, how you doing?
I'm worried about you. I been watching.
- Why? - Your head ain't screwed on right.
Come on. I'm doing okay.
You know, I've been thinking.
Would you like to work my corner, get involved in this fight?
Get involved in what? Watching you get murdered?
Come on, I'm doing okay.
My sister got you so guilty, you're running all over the place.
- It'll be all right. - No, it ain't.
- Hey, Paulie, it's okay, all right? - It's not okay!
You just leave Adrian alone.
Hey, kid, carry this, will you?
Because I liked you better when you was carrying spit!
What's that supposed to mean?
You're training like a 9th-grade pug who ought to be pumping gas in Jersey.
- Yeah, that's what it means. - I want to go take a shower, Mick.
It's a good idea.
Soak your head someplace.
Soak it good.
- Yo, Adrian, where are you? - Paulie.
Yeah, Paulie. What the hell are you doing?
What do you mean?
- What the hell you doing? - About what?
About messing up that guy over there.
Don't start, Paulie. I'm trying to keep him safe.
Yeah, what? Feeding these goddamn squirrels?
Did I teach you that? Ditching the guy when he needs your help?
- I can't believe my ears. - You didn't teach me anything.
You didn't teach me anything. I'd never hurt Rocky.
You're messing up his brain.
That's not what I'm doing.
- He's gonna get hurt because of you. - That's not true.
- Don't say that! - I'm saying it.
- Come tell him it's all right. - It's not all right!
If he goes blind, you walk away.
I love him, you don't!
What are you doing?
What's wrong? Adrian, what's the matter?
Come on, where's your guts?
What's your problem, Mick?
- My problem? - Yeah.
You got the problem, kid.
You got a ticker problem.
What's the matter? You got nothing left inside?
Because you're training like a damn bum, you know that?
- Bum? - A bum!
Maybe you're right. Maybe I ain't got it no more.
All right, then don't you waste my time no more, you hear that?
Go away! Go back to the docks where you belong.
You'll go back to being a two-bit nothing!
But don't ever come back here again!
Because I'm too old to waste my time...
...trying to train a no-good loser like you, you bum!
- Rock, they want you across the street. - What's the matter?
Your wife's sick.
Mr. Balboa, I'm Dr. Cooper.
The baby is fine even though it's a month premature.
- What is it? - It's a boy.
I didn't know she could do it.
How's Adrian? You know, where is Adrian?
She's had complications.
Like what?
Your wife was hemorrhaging when she was brought in.
The premature delivery was most likely caused by straining of overwork.
And the sudden loss of blood has caused her to slip into a coma.
Adrian, it's me.
They said outside you're very sick...
...but I don't want to believe that.
Maybe you're just tired, you know.
Don't worry about nothing. Just sleep as long as you want, okay?
Because I'm gonna be here when you wake up.
Rocky, come on. You're not doing any good, you know.
Let's see the kid. Adrian would like that.
No, we gotta see him together.
It's okay. We gotta see him together.
Mr. Balboa...
...visiting hours are over.
Can't I stay? I'll be quiet.
I'm sorry.
Hospital rules.
I can't do any more of this watching stuff.
Do you have a chapel?
Yes, we do.
Good night.
Hi, Rock.
It's 3 in the morning.
You know that...
...I went up to your house.
They told me you was here.
It's 3 a.m., kid.
That Adrian...
...she's a good girl.
Me, you know, I'm sorry for both of you.
Well, there's nothing I can do, is there?
Except...
...I'd like to tell you something once...
...and then I ain't gonna say it again.
Well, Rock, you got another shot.
It's the second shot at the...
I don't know. The biggest title in the world.
And you're gonna be swapping punches...
...with the most dangerous fighter in the world.
And just in case...
...you know, your brain ain't working so good.
All this happens pretty soon.
And you ain't ready.
You're nowhere near in shape.
So I say, for God's sake...
...why don't you stand up and fight this guy hard?
Like you done before? That was beautiful!
But don't lay down in front of him like this!
Like a... I don't know, some kind of mongrel or something.
Because he's gonna kick your face in pieces!
That's right! This guy just don't want to win, you know.
He wants to bury you. He wants to humiliate you.
He wants to prove that you was nothing...
...but some kind of a freak the first time out!
And he said you're a one-time lucky bum.
Well, now...
...I don't...
I don't want to get mad...
...in a biblical place like this...
...but I think you're a hell of a lot more than that, kid!
A hell of a lot!
But if... No, wait a minute, if you want to blow it...
If you want to blow this thing, damn it, I'm gonna blow it with you.
If you want to stay here, I'll stay with you.
I'll stay and pray.
What do I got to lose?
It's gonna be okay.
"'There ain't no other trail to the ranch, or no shorter one.'
'Oh yes, there is,' said Marvel.
'When I was a kid, I helped my old man trail...
...some cattle up from the border."'
Can you hear me, Adrian?
Keep listening. Keep listening.
"After breakfast, Bruce watched the party get away on a chase.
He saw Cora and Kay...
...and Bud start up the valley 15 minutes ahead of the others.
At the last minute, the girl..."
"...replied Olga:
'Buck Mason, who is he?'
White pointed towards Marvel...
...who was leading the horses to the corral."
Well, I just wrote this thing for you, Adrian.
I don't know, maybe you'll like it.
I'll just read it. It goes:
"Remember when we was on ice skates
And I thought you was supposed to be great
But I kept giving you lip
And you kept trying to slip
So I could catch you
And that was our first date
And after that every day was great
So now I want you to know
That wherever you go
Atlantic City or in the snow
Don't worry about a thing
'Cause as long as I got this ring
I'll always be there to catch you"
I knew you'd come back.
Thank God...
Anybody want a refill? Adrian, it costs six bucks a bottle.
I ain't drinking now.
You haven't seen the baby?
No, come on. I was waiting to see him together.
Hey, the kid's a winner. He's got forearms like him, Mickey.
There he is now. Look.
- Here's your mommy. - Oh, my baby.
Is that it?
I can't believe it! He's ours?
- Yeah. - He's really ours?
- Thank you. - Come on, you done all the work.
- I can't believe you done this! - Believe me, we did.
He ain't got a name. What do you want to call him?
Paulie's a great name.
Yeah, Paulie's a pretty good name, but...
What about after the father?
- Rocky Junior? - Yeah.
- You really want to do that? - Yeah.
Adrian, he's the best I ever seen. You really done good.
You look so tired.
- Why don't you get some sleep? - Oh, no, no, I feel great.
Listen, I been thinking.
If you don't want me mixing with Creed no more...
...we'll make out some other kind of way, you know.
There's one thing I want you to do.
- What? - Come here.
What?
Win.
Win!
What are we waiting for?
Take this!
Faster, faster!
Keep moving. Keep moving.
Faster.
Pick them up. Pick them up!
That's it. That's it.
Speed, speed!
Come on. Come on.
- Don't be a slacker. - 59!
45, 46.
Yeah! 47, 48...
...49, 50!
All of it!
Come on! Push!
Don't give up! Get that olive oil out of you!
Push!
We're making it, Rock.
41, 42, 43...
46, 47...
Push! Push! Again!
I got him!
That's speed!
Speed. Speed. Speed!
Good night.
Hey, Rocky!
Rocky!
Go, go, go, go!
Good evening, ladies and gentlemen. Bill Baldwin here...
...from the Spectrum in Philadelphia...
...the site of Super Fight Two, with Rocky Balboa, the challenger...
...and of course, Apollo Creed, the World Champion.
My sidekick and partner again tonight, Stu Nahan.
Thank you, Bill. And for those of you who are watching tonight's telecast...
...you're gonna see a great battle in every sense of the word.
Don't worry about nothing.
It's okay.
I gotta go.
Adrian, I wish the doctor would let you go to this fight.
Me too.
You're the man. You're number one.
The champ, the best of all time.
The girls love you. Men and old people love you.
Young people love you.
You're the best. You're the man.
And he's yours. He's yours. He's yours.
He shouldn't be in the same ring with you.
I want you to show him who you are tonight. Show him who you are.
Stick him.
- You'll help out with the baby? - I'll take care of everything.
Take care of everything, you're in charge.
I'll take care of your house. You'll be late.
Everything's gonna be fine.
Maybe I better go fight now.
I love you.
I love you too.
Punch his lungs out.
Adrian, I wish you could go.
The doctor said no.
- Take care. - Good luck.
The champion has let it be known to the press and radio...
...that he's in the best shape of his career.
Rocky Balboa is a 5-to-1 underdog.
He's still a street-brawler from Philadelphia.
Can he repeat that incredible performance of 10 months ago?
You know, he took a real beating at the hands of the champion.
Father Carmine!
Hey, yo, Father Carmine!
Father Carmine! Hey, Father Carmine, you home?
Father Carmine! Hey, yo, Father Carmine!
It's me, Rocky Balboa.
- Rocky? - Yeah.
I'm going to the fight right now. But can you do me a small favor?
It's about the fight. Now I got the family and the baby.
Can you could throw down a blessing...
...so that if I get beat up tonight...
...it won't be too bad, you know? Could you do that?
Thanks, I appreciate it. I gotta go.
I'm so late. I'll see you in church. Take care.
Yo, Mick!
Run or I'll break your head! Where you been?
- You lost your brain? We got a fight! - I'm sorry.
Remember that? Get dressed, will you? There's a million people.
There are rumors about this fight.
The most obvious being a desire for Apollo...
... to draw first blood, to end it quickly.
This would prove his claim the last fight was a fluke.
Lightning and thunder.
Hurricane! Hurricane!
- Get him. - Gonna get him.
- Get him! - He's ours.
He's ours! He's ours!
It's time, kid.
Okay, let's do it.
All right, I'm ready.
I think I'm starting to get a headache.
No, you are in perfect working condition.
- You're perfect! - You look good too.
Thanks. And you look perfect. Perfect.
- Hey, Mick. Mick! - Yeah.
In case I don't get a chance, I want to say I'll be trying hard for you today.
Thank you.
Ain't this robe nice?
It's better than last year. Remember that baggy one?
This is gorgeous. Perfect.
Yeah, it's real cute. I like it.
Okay.
Rocky Balboa heading toward the ring now.
Rocky Balboa, known to millions as "The Italian Stallion"...
...making his way to the ring.
Why this fighter of limited ability...
...has gained such popularity is a mystery.
Rocky Balboa. And the folks here at the Spectrum...
...are beginning to chant his name.
He has an awful lot of backers here.
Balboa is wearing a black and gold robe.
He wore a red one last time from that meat packing plant.
Some said from the high school he never graduated from.
31 years of age. There he is shaking hands...
...with the referee, Lou Fillipo.
And we're waiting now for the champion.
This area's packed with Rocky's people.
- I've never seen so many Italians. - You said that. I didn't.
- These people are for you! - I appreciate it.
- Are you ready in here? - I think so.
Yeah, well, tonight's our night.
By the sound, the champion is just now coming into the Spectrum.
And the champion, Apollo Creed.
He looks more determined this time than he did the last time.
It's Apollo.
- Who did you expect? - I was hoping he wouldn't show.
The champ of all time!
And now the champ is climbing into the ring.
Very determined-looking. Very serious right now.
Rocky doesn't look as confident.
Master of disaster!
The greatest of all time!
You going down, man.
You going down.
Don't let it bother you, kid.
- Wouldn't it bother you? - Yeah.
Good evening, ladies and gentlemen...
...and welcome to the Philadelphia Spectrum.
This is your main event of the evening...
...15 rounds...
...for the heavyweight championship of the world!
In the black corner...
...the challenger...
...weighing 202 pounds...
...from the great fighting city of Philadelphia...
..."The Italian Stallion"...
...Rocky Balboa!
And in the red corner...
...weighing 220 pounds...
...a champion who needs no introduction...
...anywhere in the civilized world...
...the true master of disaster...
...the undefeated heavyweight champion of the world...
...the one, the only...
...Apollo Creed!
Referee Lou Fillipo will read the instructions.
Okay, boys.
I'll give you the instructions and I expect you to follow them.
Watch your low punches and watch your kidney punches.
Watch your rabbit punches. In case of a knockdown, go to the corner...
...until I tell you to come out. Understand?
Okay, boys, let's have a good fight.
You're going down.
Good luck to you.
- He's still upset. - Who cares?
Listen, protect that eye.
And don't go back to fighting southpaw till I tell you. Now you get him.
Rock, good luck.
He'll try to kill you quick. If you get through the first round, he's ours!
Show him who you are.
As Rocky prays in his corner...
...the champion dancing in his corner...
...we're seconds away from the fight of the century. There's the bell!
The champ comes over in a hurry and throws rights and lefts.
He starts to take command early.
Now he motions his feet to come over to the side of the ring.
Rocky's right hand... He's fighting right-handed!
I don't believe it! The southpaw Philly is fighting right-handed!
Break that damn jab!
Protect that eye!
Is that all you got?
You ain't got nothing!
Ready to lay down?
A good right hand, another right and another thrown by the champ.
Three good right hands stagger Balboa.
And a left and right, here comes Balboa!
A left and a right for him! Now back off the ropes!
Balboa appears to be getting hit often but he seems in pretty good condition.
And a hard right hand thrown by the champion!
Balboa's in trouble now!
He is in trouble, taking rights and lefts as the champ begins to open up!
It was a tremendous right hand...
Balboa is down!
Apollo hit that bad left eye, remember, from the first fight?
The same eye that was struck the last time. Balboa getting up steadily.
Go after him, kid! Go after him!
The champion starts to move in again, throwing rights, lefts.
He's taking those punches pretty well. And now, Balboa is coming right back!
Into the ring posts. Coming out.
Balboa's tagged, left and right combinations by the champion!
Another left!
- He's leaning, but there's the bell. - There's the end of the round.
There's a lot of bad blood between these two.
Good round. Good round.
I can't believe it.
He broke my nose again.
He's got to be in great shape to withstand that butchering.
And that's just what it is, is plain old butchering.
- The switching bother you? - No.
You should've had him.
You can't be hurt, you follow? You can't because you're too tough!
- Don't let up on him. He's dangerous. - He's dangerous? I'm dangerous!
- That guy's great. - No, listen, he's only a man.
You can beat him because you're a tank, kid.
You're a greasy, fast, 200-pound Italian tank.
Go through him! Run over him!
I'm a tank. I'm gonna get him.
- This is it! - You're the best!
And here we go with round two.
The champion comes back out.
He's leading again starting with lefts.
Left to the chin, left to the head.
Coming around now. Holding that right hand, cocked...
...waiting for that precise moment...
There it is! He unloaded then! But here comes Balboa!
He can't hurt me. He can't hurt me!
Break it up.
Break clean.
Now the champion motioning...
You're too slow! Man, you too slow!
Get your cameras ready.
Watch this! Watch this!
He's going down.
Here it comes!
Get up, Rock! Get up!
Balboa, for the second time, is down...
...struggling to get up.
Don't get up. Just stay down! Just stay down there, chump.
I told him!
- Beautiful! - Beautiful!
Seven.
- Eight. - Protect that eye, kid!
Get at it! The body! The body!
- Let's go. - You're a tank.
Told you! I told you!
Here comes the champion...
One, two. One, two.
But here it is, he's back in the corner.
Balboa's back in the corner. But here comes Balboa again!
Where does he get that stamina? He's got the champ trapped...
...and he's trading left and right, left...
Keep it up! Keep it up!
- Come on. - Break it up.
I'm standing here.
Great second round. They're taunting each other.
The bell, the round is over, but they're taunting each other!
Everybody in the audience better get ready for World War III.
I ain't going down no more.
That a boy. Go get him.
Body.
Come on, kid!
Fight, fight, fight!
Come on, break it up!
The champ again, with combinations of lefts and rights to the head.
Another round for Creed.
Creed just piling up the points.
Get him, Rock.
Another round for Apollo Creed.
Come on, Rock!
Here comes Balboa again, lefts and rights to the midsection.
Get out of there!
Pound the body.
He's won another round. He now begins to pound Balboa again.
Cover!
Get out!
I give that round to Balboa.
You wonder what's on Apollo Creed's mind right now.
He's lost his first round.
Go for it, Rock!
A right jab!
Balboa starts swaying.
Hands up! Hands up!
Now just stick and move!
Breaking you up inside. Stick and move! Keep your hands up.
Lightning, thunder.
Hit him back!
I thought he took a beating 10 months ago but tonight it's twice as bad.
Another round for the champion, Apollo Creed.
His left eye's closed. Now bust him. Keep working on him.
Stay away from him.
Don't let him breathe.
Get him!
Come on.
Balboa taking another beating in the corner.
Another round for the champ.
You got him beat on points. You understand?
Now stick and move!
- He's gonna fall. - Don't go for the knockout!
He's breaking you up.
- How's that eye now? - It works!
- Can't do much more with that. - I know what I'm doing!
Get in trouble one more time, I'll stop...
- Please don't stop nothing. - Let me stop it.
- You're getting killed! - It's my life!
Apollo's well ahead. All he has to do is stay away and he retains the title.
- Just stick and move. - Ain't gonna be like last time.
Three minutes.
Switch now to southpaw, will you?
- No tricks. I ain't switching. - You're fading. Fight!
I don't need no tricks!
- I ain't switching! - You got to plan.
You got to switch. He's ready, believe me.
Apollo, don't go for the knockout!
They come to the center of the ring for the 15th and final round.
- You're going down. - No.
No way.
Here we go. Let's see what Creed does here now.
He's starting to move in on Balboa. He's going for the knockout!
The champ comes jabbing, sticking that left hand out.
The champion is beating Balboa in the corner.
Balboa just nearly floored the champ!
A leaping hook caught the exhausted champ off guard!
Creed doesn't know where he is!
Balboa, staggering from exhaustion.
It's all conviction and guts!
A right to the head of the champ! Another right! A left to the head!
He's in the corner!
Stay away from him!
Stay away!
He's got this fight won if he stays away!
But now it's Creed coming back! Creed with a left hand!
Don't fudge with him!
What's keeping these two guys up? A tremendous pausing moment!
Now!
Here comes Balboa, but the champ back with another left!
Get away from him!
A right hand! A right hand!
It's Creed! Now Balboa!
Now it's Creed!
They're sending dead in the center of the ring! Toe to toe!
I don't know why the champion is fighting Balboa!
Go for it!
A tremendous left to the head!
One.
Two.
Creed will retain the title!
If neither gets up, it's a draw...
...and Creed will win the title automatically!
- The count is now... - Four.
Get up!
- God! - Get on your feet!
Five.
Get up, Rock!
- Six. - Balboa trying to get up!
Each fighter trying to beat the count!
- The champ trying to get up! Balboa... - Seven.
Straining for all he's worth!
The champ slips to the canvas again!
- Eight. - Get up!
Get up!
Nine.
The champ... the champ is trying... He's down!
Ten!
Rocky Balboa has shocked the world!
He is the new heavyweight champion of the world!
Ladies and gentlemen...
...in a stunning upset...
...scoring the win by knockout...
...the new heavyweight champion of the world...
...Rocky... - You're great.
...Balboa!
Good luck.
Excuse me. Excuse me.
I can't believe this has happened.
I can't.
And I just want to say thanks to Apollo...
...for fighting me, Apollo.
I want to thank Mickey...
...for training me.
We love you, Rock!
Yeah, I love youse too!
Most of all, I want to thank God.
Except for my kid being born...
...this is the greatest night in the history of my life.
I just want to say one thing...
...to my wife who's home:
Yo, Adrian, I did it!
I love you.
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