Inside of a minute left to play. The Knights need a big stop here.
Motion! Motion!
There's the snap and off goes Devore. Tries to go off-tackle. Big hit by Jake Tyler.
Forty-four is killing us. Get in there and stop him.
You want some of this, bitch?
Good one, Jake!
It's all good.
Call it out!
That is Tyler's 13th tackle tonight. He is totally in the zone.
Coming through! Coming through! I got it!
Third down and 10. Look for the quarterback on...
- Blue, 32. - Hut!
There's the snap.
Pitch is wide to Moore.
And Jake Tyler makes a big stop at the backfield.
Loss of three yards on the play.
Keep it up, baby! It ain't gonna change the score.
Now Tyler and Moore are at each other's faces.
They have been going at it all night long.
Lowe deep in the pocket.
Outside! Outside!
Now slings it out wide to Moore. Ball's a little high.
Tyler hit Moore on the dead run, and right down!
This could be it for the Hornets, folks.
You know, it's too bad about your old man.
The sauce. That shit will kill you.
What'd you say? What'd you say?
Tyler and Moore are going at it.
Hey, don't sweat it, Jake. Good luck down there.
- Later, man. - Dude.
Way to go out with a bang.
- Yeah. - How's the hand?
I'll be all right.
Hey, come on, everyone's going over to Harland's.
No, man. I can't. I still got some packing to do.
I can't believe you're moving to Disney World.
Orlando.
Yeah, well, I'd come visit you, but I'm not eight years old.
Could have fooled me.
Maybe I'll meet you out in Daytona for spring break.
Yeah. Sure.
- Who's gonna keep you out of trouble? - Who's gonna get you into it?
Later, bud.
- What up? - Evening feed.
It's a contact sport, Mom.
Your coach called. He told me that you'd been fighting again.
You wanna know what the other guy said?
I'm not doing this when we go to Florida, all right?
Then don't do it, 'cause I'm not gonna play, okay?
I'm late. I need you to help Charlie pack.
You guys start on the garage first thing in the morning, all right?
Damn it, where are my keys?
Everything has to be ready for the movers the day after...
- Mom, I can do my own packing. - You see? He can do his own packing.
- Damn, where are my keys? I think I saw them over here!
Thank you. Bye. Just do it, Jake.
Seventy-two. By flying in a V-formation
a flock of geese adds 72% more flying range than if each bird flew alone.
Something about uplift.
1,392.
The number of useless facts in your head.
Miles from here to Orlando.
Do you hate me?
- Because of the move? - No.
Famous Stampard Tennis Academy in Orlando?
You better make it to Wimbledon.
Make it? I'll win it.
Here, let me give you a hand with that.
- No, I got it. - No, here.
Guess Mom forgot to bring that one to Goodwill.
I'll get rid of it.
You know, we could just close it, get behind the wheel.
Nothing but open road between here and Iowa.
- What about Mom? - She wouldn't miss us.
- She'd miss me. - Yeah, that's real funny.
I got him! Here, get him!
You got him.
Get him. - Hey! Hey! Stop, man!
- Hey, I got this. I got this, man. I got this. - Shit!
- Seriously, dude, I think he's got this. - Damn right!
- Get lost, man! Yeah, vacate. You don't want none.
You all right, bro? Are you ready? - Yeah!
- Fight! - Fight!
Get your hands up.
You still with us, Mr. Tyler? Yeah? Good.
The argument can certainly be made that The Iliad celebrates war, obviously,
but not all the symbols in this poem support that interpretation.
What symbol or symbols might suggest a less vainglorious attitude toward warfare?
Anybody?
Anybody? Anybody? Ms. Miller?
I'm sorry. You lost me at "vainglorious."
Come on. You have read the poem, I take it. Seen the movie, perhaps?
That's the Shield of Achilles.
The scenes of normal life depicted
on Achilles' shield suggest an alternative to war.
Friends or family or what is at stake.
Wow! Not bad for your first day, Mr. Tyler.
We might all strive to emulate this kind of preparation and intelligence.
Hey, Shield of Achilles, nicely done. Thanks for the save.
- I owe you one. - No problem.
- I'm Baja. - Like Mexico?
Like my parents smoked too much weed.
- I'm Jake. - So, why the mid-year move?
My brother's a tennis star. He got a scholarship.
Not bad. What about you? You got any talents?
I mean, other than sucking up in English class.
Probably not the smoothest move on the first day, right?
Probably not.
Hey, can you help me find the 3-wing?
- It doesn't exist. Let me see? - No, it's right there.
Oh, it's the B-wing.
Your handwriting's harder to read than The Iliad.
Looks like you didn't have any problem reading it.
A book that beat up has got to be flipped through
at least a couple of times.
- Maybe I bought it used. - Maybe, but I doubt it.
- There you are! - Hey.
Nice shirt, Kurt Cobain.
You are aware it's hotter than Satan's balls out right now, right? And they're hot.
Guys, give it a rest.
- Let's go, B, the lumberjack bores me. - Not me.
J, guess what they clocked my serve at today?
I don't know, 1,000?
- There's food right here, honey. - I'm sick of eating takeout.
- Eighty-five miles per hour. - That's great, Charlie!
- Isn't that great, Jake? - Yeah.
How's the new school? You like it?
It's great.
Okay, brainiac. Give me the speed ketchup leaves the bottle.
Not right now, Charlie.
How are the teachers?
- They're great. - Classes? Other kids?
It's great. Everything's great.
Living out of boxes. We're even eating out of boxes.
I'd just say everything's just great.
You wanna run numbers, Charlie?
Four. The number of times that your brother has had to have stitches.
And two. The number of times that he has been kicked out of school.
Six. The number of times I've had to pick him up from the police station.
Tired of living out of boxes, Jake? Why don't you try unpacking?
Dude! What's up? You're carb loading. That's pretty smart.
Yo, I'm Max Cooperman.
Crack it.
- Jake Tyler. - I know.
I also know that there's a 225-pound football player in Iowa
that's happy as hell you moved.
- How'd you know about that? - Internet, dude.
One guy shoots it, the whole world sees it.
Come on. Tell me you haven't Googled yourself.
Look, when you hit my boy out with that right hook, man,
we did some homework.
And your clip, it's starting to make the rounds, bro.
Look, people... People are talking.
See, we got it going on here, man. This is something you must check out.
All right, the other day, when you saw me fighting,
that was completely organized.
- A totally sanctioned brawl. - That looked like an ass-kicking to me, bro.
I'm getting my chi together.
I'm learning the moves from one of the masters.
Jean Roqua. Dude trained with the Gracies back in the day.
Dude was a finalist in the Vale Tudo, right?
Look, check this out.
Wait for the right moment. Position before submission.
Look, I appreciate it and all. I'm not interested.
What? Hey, but, dude. I mean, you're... You could enter the pantheon of greats.
We're talking significant social profile here.
I mean, you are a natural born brawler.
I'm just not into it, man.
- Want a ride? - No, I'm cool.
You sure? We can crank up the AC. You can wear that flannel.
So, what? Is your car in the shop?
Yeah, yeah. If by shop you mean showroom, then, yes. It's a new 335.
Feel free to go pick it up for me any time you want.
It's the silver one I cannot afford.
Oh, my God. You are poor!
So, there's this party tonight if you wanna go.
- You gonna be there? - No, no, she's not.
She's inviting you to a party she's not gonna go to.
Does that make sense?
Sorry. Here's the address if you wanna go.
See you there?
Yeah. Thanks.
The kid was nine. He beat me, 6-3.
So he's younger than you. You're just getting settled in.
You just have to give it time.
My compaņero!
- Man! - What?
Whose house is this?
That is a good question. Do you want a beer?
- No, I'm cool. - No?
Drink, bitches!
That's disgusting!
Number one clip on YouTube.
- Max! I can feel my hit counter rising.
I'm gonna shove that camera up your ass.
- I'm not here. - Show's over.
on the dock. I swear. It was hilarious.
- Yo, Ryan, what up, man? - My man, Max.
You know I just came to party.
- How's it going? Good. - Right on.
Hey, this is Jake.
- Ryan McCarthy. - Jake Tyler.
- It's nice to meet you, man. - Yeah. You, too.
You're from Ohio, right?
Due west. It's Iowa.
Iowa... Dan Gable, greatest Olympic wrestler ever.
Yeah. The '72 games. He never surrendered a point.
Exactly, man! Water.
Nice catch. Excuse me.
So, what do you make of Orlando?
Not really sure, man.
I hear you. You know, I've lived here my whole life,
still don't know how I feel.
Bro, chicks wearing bikinis year round. What's not to know?
Little man's got a point. It can't get much better than this.
- Unbelievable! - Yeah, but this ain't it.
This ain't what? - All this American Pie bullshit.
No. The real action is lakeside.
Force times mass equals acceleration.
Fight night!
Anyone who wants to fight gets a shot. Girl on girl.
A little black on brown.
And my personal favorite, battle of the exes.
Yo, crazy bitch.
So, what do you think?
This is insane.
Got anything like this back at home? - Not even close. Who's in charge?
We are.
So? You ready?
Ready for what?
The main event.
That would be me and you.
Get the hell out of here, man. I'm not fighting.
I kind of think you are.
Hey, this is it, fight fans!
Ryan "The Terror" McCarthy versus Jake "The Gridiron" Tyler.
Yeah!
- Hold on, man. - Hey, look, if you wanna be the best,
you gotta take out the best.
I don't wanna be the best.
We all saw that video, right?
- Yeah. - Yeah.
That stuff was tight, man.
Sincerely, okay? One right hook
and the dude was stone.
Hey, Ry, I don't think Iowa's into it.
Well, we gotta give the people what they want.
You guys ready to see something? Yeah!
- You? Yeah!
I don't want to fight you, man. I don't want to fight anyone.
You don't wanna fight? Then what the hell are you doing here?
Then what are you doing here?
He's getting cold feet.
Oh?
This is awkward.
You two have a good night.
Ryan, he's...
Where the hell are you going?
Hold up! Hold up, hold up.
I saw the clip, and you can bang, dude.
You know what they say about the Internet.
Yes, we do.
So none of that stuff is true, then?
Not even that part about your dad
wrapping his drunk ass around that tree?
You know, I can't figure out, though,
is what... What were you doing in the passenger seat?
Why didn't you just drive?
Wow, talk about dropping the ball there.
Get off of me!
Guess some of that stuff on the Web is true.
It's okay. You want some gloves, huh?
Yeah. Get the gloves.
Yeah!
Come on, baby!
Go to war! Play to win.
All right, calm down, calm down. Bring it down, bring it down.
Fight ends with a knockout or a tap out.
You ready?
Get some, baby!
Nice right.
Cheap shot, man.
Iowa, that was a cheap one.
But you are good, okay,
and you have a good center of gravity.
But that old-school boxing shit, it just...
I don't know, it doesn't fly around here. You gotta mix it up...
Stings, right? Bet it does.
Your leg's all jacked up. Can't put any weight on it, maybe.
Now for the bad news.
It's gotta end with you looking like a bitch
in front of everybody.
My boy's rocking!
- Get up, get up! Get up, farmer!
Knockout! It's a knockout! Damn!
Damn, you're insane. He's getting up. He's getting up. He's getting up!
You sent him to bed.
Dude, stay down. Fight another day, man.
Hey, Ryan!
You ain't got shit.
Don't worry, man. You're gonna be okay.
There's some roaches here.
You want breakfast?
Whoa.
- What about the other guy? - What about him?
- He look worse than you? - Yeah, maybe before the fight.
Hey, try not to say anything to Mom about this.
Like I need to.
- Can you find your way to the bus? - The big yellow thing?
Good man.
Oh, my God, that new kid got his ass handed to him.
The flannel kid, Ryan wrecked the dude. He kicked his ass.
What's wrong with her?
- What do you want, Charlie? - It's Max Cooperman
and Baja Miller.
Too easy.
- Way to commit to the move. - What do you want, Max?
Well, you blew off school, man.
Trying to get an early jump on the weekend.
Look, there wasn't a lot you could do, man. I mean, Ryan, he's got crazy skills.
His dad's a psychopath. He had him in karate before he could crawl.
But you, dude. You had heart. It's inspiring even.
What's that?
This is just some of the best mixed martial arts you'll ever see.
I told you I'm not into that UFC stuff.
Yeah, I got that impression last night.
Look, man, you gotta throw in some Muay Thai, you know. Have a ground game.
Which is why I'm extending this invitation to you again.
Dudes on that disk all train with the guy I told you about.
My teacher, Jean Roqua.
All right, and with some technique, bro, you can do what I can never do.
Achieve greatness.
Achieve an exit, please.
Dude, you're gonna tell me last night didn't leave you twisted?
- Nope. - Nobody can get their ass beat like that
- and not care. - I can.
- Well, then hide in here. - Maybe I will.
I bet under the bed's pretty safe, bro.
- You know, I bet it is. - Whatever, dude.
Cool, man! How'd you find the club?
- The address on the DVD. It was real subtle. - Yeah, hey, check it out. That's Roqua.
In trouble? Change your position. Now, see, you got me.
It's hurting me, hurting me.
Right? And squeeze.
Whoa, dude, dude, dude, the shoes! Take your shoes off.
Mr. Roqua, Mr. Roqua, I'd like you to meet Jake Tyler.
He's interested in taking classes here.
People who come here for the wrong reasons, they never last.
- Walked into a door. - Must have been a big door.
- So when can I start? - Tomorrow, with Max. Beginner's class.
- It's just labels, dude. - What about this class?
This is not for beginners. This is an advanced class.
- You can observe, if you like. Max? - But he's got mad skills, sir.
Please.
I'm a quick learner.
Everyone up! Circuit one! Let's go.
- What do I do? - Learn quickly.
One-minute intervals. Begin!
Breathe!
Section two. Time! Switch! Let's go.
Grab the rings, bro!
Push yourself. Pick it up, buddy. Let's go.
Time. Rotation. Let's go!
Come on! Pick it up, people.
Come on!
Pick it up! Time! Switch! Let's go.
Breathe!
Keep going! Don't give up. Never give up.
Never back down. Come on, pick it up.
Push yourself!
Okay.
Time!
Don't compact your muscles now, we're just getting warmed up.
That was a warm up?
Pair up. Go for the submission. Three-minute rounds.
Miles.
Are you kidding me?
- I got 20 pounds on this guy. - So take it easy on him.
Tap out.
Shoot the legs. Take his back!
Good use of your chin to block his knees.
Rear naked choke!
- Tap out, dude! - Tap out, tap out.
He's out. He's out, let him go.
You all right?
That wasn't so smart, buddy.
Couple of more seconds, I would've had him.
You don't give up, do you?
Tomorrow at 6:00. Don't be late.
One rule, Jake.
No fighting outside the gym.
No matter what, no matter who, no matter how big the door.
No fighting or you're out. Can you handle that?
Yeah.
See you tomorrow.
That was amazing.
Oh, my God!
- It's no big deal. - No big deal?
Are you kidding me? The man put you on the rack!
He tested you and you passed with flying colors, man!
Ass-kicking, skull-crushing, mixed martial arts madness!
You're gonna bring it on!
- Dude, where you going? - Bus.
Get in the car.
This is your car?
No.
It's my baby.
I got it.
Wow.
Hey.
Hey, Jake.
Come on in.
Hey, could you give us a second?
- I just wanted to say I'm sorry. - Whatever she did, accept.
Go away.
Well?
- You set me up. - I get that. I do, but...
You set me up so that your boyfriend could kick my ass in front of half the school.
I didn't know it would be like that.
I said I was sorry.
It was wrong.
Are you so different?
You wanted that fight.
You just didn't want to lose it.
You know, you better watch out,
because you're starting to sound real smart.
My old school.
I was barely there a month. Third time we moved that year.
My dad got transferred here, and then Ryan happened,
and everything just got so easy.
Does that mean I'm supposed to feel sorry for you because you're popular?
Sounds like my cue.
Hey. First class isn't for an hour.
I could use the extra work, remember?
Okay.
This should be enough for two months.
That's a lot of money. - Yeah.
Sure it's worth it?
Never been more sure.
So, do you live here?
I thought you came to work out.
Add a round kick.
No, that's cool. I'm gonna do my own thing till class starts.
Three-punch combo, then a round kick. This is mixed martial arts. Mix it up.
You beat yourself if you don't control your breathing.
Your first day sparring with Miles, you panicked, stopped breathing.
Here you are trying so hard to kill the bag, but you forget to breathe,
so your kick has no power.
Breathe with each strike.
Breathe.
- Breathe. - I am breathing!
If you can't keep control when you're kicking a bag,
what happens against an opponent who can fight back?
This bag weighs a frigging ton.
Each strike, you breathe.
- So is that it? - Is that what?
Your "Grasshopper" speech. All I get is four words about breathing?
Still sure it's worth it?
Not just you, Jake. Everyone has their fight.
Nice work.
- Jake? - Hey.
- Charlie had a match today. - Yeah? How'd he do?
Level of competition here, it's going to take some getting used to.
You should come sometime.
That was Dad's thing.
Did you take $200 out of your bank account, Jake?
Hey, I asked you a question.
Did you take $200 out of your bank account?
- Yeah. - For what?
It's my money. What difference does it make?
What did you spend it on?
What's in the bag?
Open the bag, please.
- You've been fighting? - I knew you wouldn't understand.
You know, this is over.
Done.
Are we clear?
Today we're gonna try something new. A collective narrative.
I'm gonna break you up into groups of three.
Suzanne, Elise and Corey, you're one group.
Lydia will be a group for me.
Ms. Miller, Mr. Tyler will be a group.
You three here.
So what do you guys want to write about?
How about pride?
Betrayal.
Exoneration.
Treachery.
Sequaciousness.
That's bullshit. That's not even a word.
Yeah, it is. It's go with the flow, and it's used quite well, I might add.
Why do you have to be such a jerk?
- Yeah, this is my fault. - It wasn't, but you're making it that way.
Unrequited?
What's up, Baja?
What's up, babe?
- We need to talk. - So talk.
Are you sure you want to do this here?
Pretty sure.
Your fight with Jake Tyler was horrible.
Really?
I thought it was a pretty good party.
You said you were just gonna spar with him.
And then we sparred, and then I kicked his ass.
What is the deal?
It's over.
You can't be serious.
I'm sorry.
Because I gave some random kid a beating?
And loved it.
The only time you're happy is when you're hurting people.
Wow.
Are you so self-righteous that you actually believe that?
You know, when you moved here, you were nothing.
You'd walk the halls like a ghost.
Being with me made you.
Thank you for making this so much easier.
- Don't do this to me. - Ryan. Ryan, you're hurting me!
So do I look happy?
Hey, hey!
- What are you going to do about it? - Jake, no.
You're weak like your old man
was.
Watch your back, man.
Half-speed, both of you. Switch partners.
Forget half-speed. You need to put it in neutral.
- What? I eased off. - Okay, let's see it.
Clear your head. Let it go. Easy, nice and easy.
- Just giving it as good as I get it. - Really?
Should I go half-speed, too?
Whatever.
You're so set on hurting people, you just hurt yourself.
- Easy, buddy. - So this is my fault, huh?
Yes. It is your responsibility to control the outcome.
- That is such bullshit. - Bullshit?
Okay, show me your way.
Tap out. Calm down, buddy.
Go home and cool off.
Tomorrow is another day.
- At least I have a home. - What did you say to me?
- I said, "At least I have a home." - Then go to it. I'll see you tomorrow.
- Maybe I should check on him? - Yeah, you do that.
Hold up, dude! Slow down. Where are you going?
Let's just go.
You okay, dude?
My responsibility.
Jake?
Dude, relax.
- You got a problem, tough guy? - Yeah, I do got a problem.
Jake, be cool.
Hey, get back in the car, faggot.
What are you gonna do about it?
Let's go!
That's Jake Tyler.
Yo, Harry, check this out. This is sick. Three dudes.
I heard one of them almost died. Look.
Get out of here, man. Whatever.
No, seriously, I heard Tyler hit the kid so hard his heart stopped.
- That's in a Bruce Lee movie, you idiot. - You're an idiot. Shut up.
- You guys sound like a bunch of bitches. - He's a bitch.
That was a good comeback, dude.
You know, it's funny. I just had a conversation with your brother about that.
Ask him.
How well do you know Jake?
- We're tight. - Really?
Yeah, but it's more of a professional relationship, though.
- I'm his trainer. - Cool. Awesome.
Tell me more.
More? Yeah.
Happy?
- What are you talking about? - You're a rock star now.
Why would you care?
Good question.
Well, looks like hotshot found himself a new groupie, huh?
How's it going, badass?
You think I'm impressed?
Couple of wannabes in a yellow Hummer?
I could wreck you here and now.
What fun would that be? This is a spectator sport.
You think you can make it through the Beatdown?
I have.
Won the whole tournament twice.
That's where we'll get it on.
That's where this ends.
Not impressed.
Not even a little.
Enjoy the floor.
- Dude, where you going? - Home.