A left-right combination.
- What is keeping him up? - I don't know.
Can't even get his gloves up to protect himself.
Down! Stay down!
Five...
six...
seven...
eight, nine--
- Come on. -Apollo can't believe it.
The champion got a whack to his right ribs.
- You okay, champ? - Yeah, I'm okay.
He broke my ribs.
I can't see nothing. Open my eye.
- Cut me, Mick. - I don't want to do it.
Go ahead. Cut me.
Try it. Cut it.
You're bleeding inside, champ. I'm stopping the fight.
You ain't stopping nothing, man.
- You stop this fight, I'll kill you. - All right, I won't stop it.
- I'm going. - Last round, champ.
You have to give it all!
There's the bell for the 1 5th and final round.
You better start fighting. You ain't doing nothing.
They look like they've been in a war.
Come over here.
The champion really tagged him!
Apollo clearly protecting his right side, his ribs.
- Look at that! - Body punches!
Hard left and right.
- Look at the blood. - He's spitting up blood now.
Rocky's tremendous right hand.
Go for it!
Listen to this crowd.
Another to the ribs. That left hand again.
A right to the chin! He's got him up against the ropes!
Apollo, the champion--
There ain't gonna be no rematch.
Don't want one.
Rocky, you went the distance. You went 1 5 rounds. How do you feel?
- All right. - What were you thinking when--
Adrian! What?
Rocky.
We have had the privilege of witnessing the greatest exhibition...
of guts and stamina in the history of the ring.
We have a split decision.
- Those fans deserve a rematch. - There won't be a rematch.
Come on! I've had enough in my face today!
That's my friend! You're breaking the jacket.
Paulie?
- Where's your hat? - I love you!
- I love you. - The heavyweight champion of the world:
Apollo Creed!
It's Rocky Balboa!
Get them out of here.
Let him breathe! Give him air!
Sit down, Rock.
- Did you think you had it won? - I don't know.
- How about a statement? - I'm at a loss for words.
- Get the doctor. - Does my nose look as bad as Mickey's?
It ain't that horrible. Now give him a break!
-Just one more. - Is that your worst beating?
No, you'll get worse if you don't get out of here.
What did you think going into the last round?
That I should have stayed in school or something.
- Do you think you have brain damage? - I don't see any.
Where is he?
- Apollo, how about a statement? - Get away from me.
Stallion! You got a dull skull!
You're so lucky.
What you did was a miracle. You're the luckiest man on Earth.
- I want you to know that. - Do I look lucky?
Nobody goes the distance with me. Get out of that chair, chump.
- Let's finish this fight now. - Apollo, don't.
- Please, sit down. - Is he serious?
- Did the bell save you? - Bell, nothing.
I can beat that chump. I'll fight him anyplace, anytime.
-Does that mean there will be a rematch? -I said ""anyplace, anytime.""
- Can you hear? - Yo, Apollo, you said no rematch.
Rocky, a rematch would be worth millions.
- I'm officially retired now. - Don't run out on me now, Stallion!
I'm ready to give you a second shot.
He sure has a lot of energy. You got nothing to prove.
I don't care what them judges said, this is the man that won the fight!
I'll show you how lucky you are! You'll fight me again, chump!
Come back here! Don't run out on me!
Adrian, maybe you better go home.
- I'll be busy healing here a while. - No, I'll be here.
Maybe you better go home with Paulie and get some sleep.
I love you.
See you later. See you, Mick.
Can you fix my nose? I'm a little depressed about my nose.
We'll fix that.
It's the eye that concerns me.
The eye is great.
I never really felt this good.
You guys should have seen us tonight.
We did good.
I always wanted to be-- You should have seen it.
You had him in the tenth, and in the fifteenth he was gone.
You think so?
Trust me. I was there.
How's your face?
I don't know. How does it look?
I wouldn't want it.
I got a little favor I'd like to ask you.
Your friend Gazzo admires you a lot.
- Tell him to give me your old job. - Collecting?
- Yeah, I'm good with numbers. - Yeah.
As soon as I get finished healing here...
I'll tell him to give you my old job with him.
- I'd appreciate that. - What are you doing here?
Visiting hours are over.
I have to ask you to leave. Now.
- I'll see you later. - Everybody's proud of you, Rock.
- Yeah? - Yeah.
- I feel good tonight. - Yeah, you look good.
Let's go.
How are we feeling tonight?
Very handsome.
That tastes good.
- My kid would die for your autograph. - Sure.
Would you sign it, please? ""To my good friend, Charlie Flynn.""
My hands are so sore.
- That's my first autograph. - Thank you.
You're welcome.
To my good friend, Charlie Flynn, who I don't even know.
Yo, Apollo?
- Who is it? - It's just me, Rocky.
Could you answer me one question?
Yeah, sure.
Did you give me your best?
Yeah.
Thank you.
This coming year-- How you feel? You all right?
Yeah, I feel great being outside.
This coming year you'll make $300,000.
- Yeah? - This fiscal year--
How you doing, Pete?
Could you sign my head?
- Yeah, sure. - Thanks.
I hope it don't go to your brain.
- I bet that's heavy. - A little bit.
Think how fast you'll be when you get it off.
-Just a minute. - Thanks a lot.
Let me use your head, kid. Here, sign. It's a standard deal.
I want to talk to you a little bit about this.
-Just for talking about shaving stuff? - That's all you do.
- Sledgehammers, batteries-- - We have all kinds of commercials.
- Like balls and baseballs? - Yeah, you'll make $300,000.
You have to strike while the iron's hot.
- In 20 minutes, it's all over. - Yeah, people kind of forget.
The time is now if you want to make a dollar.
Sign it here. It takes two seconds.
- I'll tell you what-- - It's a standard deal.
I'll sign it, but I have to go somewhere now.
Where you going? What can be more important than this?
I just have to do some things, but I'll be back. I'll talk to you.
- Give me a call. - Where will we call you?
- I'll give you a call. - I'll call you. What's your number?
No, I'll just call you. I'll go, ""Hey, yo!""
All right, you call. Here.
- The guy has brain damage. - I know.
It's great being out of the hospital and not having to take all those pills.
My legs were getting so sore.
Just laying there, I was kind of shrinking.
It's great to be outside, you know?
- What are we doing at the zoo? - I kind of like the zoo a lot.
It's a special place, especially when it snows.
It kind of smells clean and everything like that.
Don't you like the zoo?
I like the zoo.
Yeah, me too.
I was wondering--
What do you think you're doing for the next 40 or 50 years?
What do you mean?
I was wondering if...
you wouldn't mind marrying me very much?
What did you say?
Would you mind marrying me too much?
Yes...
I'd like to marry you.
- Yeah? - Yes.
I'll be a good guy. I promise.
I won't do nothing wrong.
I won't leave no hair in the sink or nothing like that.
Things will be great.
We're getting married! You want to come?
Think you can get out for the weekend? I'll send you an invitation, Mr. Tiger.
That's fantastic, ain't it?
Yeah. Absolutely. Yes.
- I do. - Thanks.
You may kiss the bride.
I have to take this off.
Go in peace and God bless you.
Thanks, Father. You done real good. I'm proud of you.
- Things will be great. - Good move, Rocky.
- Congratulations. - Thanks a lot.
Thanks, Tony.
I don't need luck. Everything will be okay.
Rock, you want to buy into the pet shop?
Thanks, but I'm doing commercials.
- Commercials? What for, concussions? - Yeah.
Isn't that Father something?
- Good luck, both of you. - Thanks, Mick.
I have to go back to the gym. I have a couple good prospects.
- Are they really good? - Yeah, they're pretty good.
See you around. Thanks for coming.
Can we go drink now?
Excuse me, can I borrow the bridegroom for one minute?
You look beautiful, Adrian.
Yeah, she really turned out pretty.
How much money did you make from your last fight?
How much money did you clear?
- About 37 grand. - Taxes kill you.
You want to put your money on the street now?
I just got married in here.
I know. I'm happy for you.
How about investing in condominiums? It's safe.
- Condominiums? - Yeah.
I never use them.
- Yo, what are you doing? - What's going on, Rock?
What's happening?
- I just got a little married. - Congratulations.
- You guys drinking some wine? - Yeah.
Keep singing. I like that stuff.
Give him something for him.
There are two kinds of love
That you ought to know
- Who are they? - They're the neighborhood jukebox.
They're singing all the time.
- I never knew you were so light. - Never?
If I did, I would have carried you everywhere.
-Are you getting tired? -No, I think this is great for the arms.
- I can't believe we're married. - We are. I got proof in my pocket.
Everything happened so fast.
Yeah, but I knew what would happen from the start.
What did you know?
The first time I seen you, I said to myself...
""Even though this girl is suffering from the disease of being shy...
underneath them sweaters and hat and--''
- You had on about 20 sweaters. - No, three.
Yeah, under three sweaters was the best girl in Philly.
- Yeah, I said that. - Really?
Here we are. Check this out. Yo, Butkus, get down. Go on.
Go find another seat.
You want me to help you with this?
Can I take this off?
That's the way I like you.
You're the best thing that ever came into my crazy life.
You know that? Really.
- You think it will always be like this? - Yeah.
- I hope you-- - What?
I hope you never get tired of me.
You won't never get rid of me.
I hope nothing changes.
I ain't changing.
I sure ain't never changing nothing about you.
I love you.
I love you too.
- It's a nice car. - It's a great car.
- Here's the papers. - Thanks a lot.
- Congratulations. Lots of luck. - Thanks. Same to you.
- Isn't that nice? - We don't need a car.
Come on. I'll be doing commercials. I can afford this. No problem.
- Do you know how to drive? - Do I know how to drive?
I'm one of the greats. Are you kidding? I'll drive you.
Let me put you inside the car.
This will be like Cinderella and the pumpkin.
- Do you know how to drive? - I drive airplanes and bulldozers.
I'd drive you crazy if you give me a chance.
Look at this.
That would look great on you. This coat here.
- What about that one? - This coat's okay.
Look at this one with the tiger. You like animals?
I love animals. I like black. Black's my favorite color.
You want to buy them? Let's get them before someone else buys them.
- That's perfect for her. - Yeah.
It's kind of expensive.
Do you like having a good time? Then you need a good watch.
I want to get one for Paulie too. We'll take these.
- What about one for yourself? - One for me?
I can't tell time very good, but I'll take one too.
- You got something nice for Butkus? - Sure thing.
You like that?
Look. Butkus, your neck looks great.
- You got something a little smaller? - Yeah, look at that.
You see? That's what I call class.
Sharp.
You okay, Butkus?
Nice house. Wouldn't you say that's a nice house?
- Look at these bricks. - My husband's an expert on bricks.
- Are these new bricks? - This is a very solid neighborhood.
- You'll like this. - These bricks are nicely done.
They look very solid.
Nice mailbox. I like this mailbox.
These numbers almost add up to nine. I like that. It's a good omen.
Wow. Nice house.
That's a great spot for the bag.
I could teach you how to work that bag someday.
- Does it have copper plumbing? - Upstairs and down.
The whole house is supported with steel.
- Yeah? - All these floors are solid oak.
Mrs. Balboa, can I show you the kitchen? I think you'll really like it.
Solid.
That's good to know.
There's a great spot for a radio right over there.
Nice steps.
- Nice kitchen. - Nice.
- What are the taxes every year? - Fifteen hundred.
Adrian, I like it. I know a good deal when I see one.
Excuse me. I want to talk to my husband. Can I talk to you?
Sure, I'm available. I got no appointments.
You're making this man's job very easy.
The bank said it will give us a $ 1 6,000 first mortgage at 9.5%%.
That don't matter. I say we get the house now.
- But we didn't go upstairs. - That's just details.
- I'm sure it's nice. - You're sure?
Absolutely.
We'll take the house.
It better not leak, or else.
I just wanted to tell you something. Excuse me, could you stand over there?
- I have to talk secretly with my wife. - Sure.
- I understand. - Yeah.
I kind of feel stupid talking like this with the lights on...
but the house and the solid oak floors...
and all that stuff wouldn't mean nothing without you being here.
Without you being here, probably I wouldn't be here either.
- You don't have to speak. - No?
Let's go celebrate.
Guys, settle down.
Mary Anne, listen to this.
""You didn't beat nobody. Anybody who knows boxing knows the fight was fixed.""
This one came from London.
""You call yourself the champ? You're a fake.
The fight was a fake. Go kill yourself.''
Wouldn't you rather play with the children than read hate mail?
""How much did you get to carry that bum for 1 5 rounds? You're a disgrace.""
Why can't you ignore it?
Are you serious?
- Come on, let me get you in focus. - You ready, man?
I'm ready.
Are you blind, Rock?
You getting wise with me? Throw the ball, Swifty.
Let me see your best. I'm waiting.
- You can't even play stickball. - I'm ready now.
I'm just warming up. Are you ready for this?
Keep your mouth closed. It's coming in that direction.
- What a shot! - Over the roof!
Now the day weren't no waste. Come on, Swifty.
- Yeah? - Yes.
Yo, Adrian, you did it!
I knew you had it in you. You woke up this morning with a smile.
I said, ""Something special's gonna happen today.""
I wasn't sure what, but I knew it was gonna be different.
If this kid has your good looks...
and your good brains and my good left hook...
he'll really be something.
What if it's a girl? I didn't think about that.
She'll be everything I'm not. She won't have to be shy.
We could give her singing and dancing lessons.
Yeah. How about a new dress every day?
I'll have to hire a bodyguard when she goes to school...
to keep all the boys away.
Little boys can be real pests.
And if it's a boy, I'd like him to be just like the father.
Don't you think one dumbbell in the family is enough?
One thing, this kid ain't getting no tattoos.
He won't be hanging on no corners or dressing like no wise guy like me.
He'll be a good somebody like you.
Like you.
We did it, didn't we?
- How do you feel, Rocky? - Pretty good.
We didn't call you a couple months ago so the swelling could go down.
- I see. - But you look terrific now.
- Yeah? - Yeah, we'll make a buck together.
- Don't worry about it. - That's good.
I got a deal today from Smart Deal Toy Company.
Did you ever hear of them?
Maybe Mrs. Rocky did. Did you ever hear of a Smart Deal toy?
No? Big. They're number one.
They want to make a Rocky doll.
You can kick it and beat it. It's for kids.
- It does everything. - Pretty smart.
It takes a terrific beating.
It's a great idea. We'll make a lot of money with it.
Is he ready, dear?
- How do I look? - The best.
Fabulous.
- Adrian, how do I look? - Different.
Sensational. Let's get it on.
- Don't be nervous. - Yeah.
- Do I look stupid? - Yes.
You got any deodorant?
Excuse me.
All right, we're ready. Let's go, Arthur.
In the cage, Rock, just the way we rehearsed.
- Everyone get ready. - Come on, we're running late.
Girls, look alive.
Girls--Just a little higher. That's it.
Magic time. Look alive.
Roll, please.
- Speed. - Beast Aftershave, take one.
- Action. - Go now?
""In the morning I splash it on and it makes me...
smeel mainly.''
Cut.
Isn't that ""smell manly""? Can you read that, Rock?
- Yeah. - Let's go again.
Excuse me. I know I said it wrong...
but it really don't smell manly.
Do you think this stuff smells like a man? I say absolutely no.
- Are you finished? - I'm sorry.
- Rolling again. - Nice and quiet!
- Beast Aftershave, take two. - Action.
""In the morning, I splash it on...
and it surrounds my face with class.''
Cut!
Action.
""And Beast Aftershave will turn the women into beasts.""
Cut!
Action.
""If you want to be the king of the beast and smell like a jungle rat--""
It's cat. Rat and cat look a little alike.
""In the afternoon, when I put it on...
to go out with the guys and have a rendezvous--''
Cut!
We're cutting this set. We're going to the alternate set.
- I can get it. It's-- - I'm sure you can.
- Get out of the cage. - The word ""rendezvous""--
Yes, rendezvous over to the other set if you don't mind.
- Sure. - We've only wasted four hours.
Arthur, let's reorganize here. We're going to the alternate set.
It sounded great inside before it come out like that.
Get the club away from him and get the girls in their other outfits.
Where are the wardrobe people? Where are the prop people?
All right, wet him down.
- Arthur, step out, please. - Speed.
Beast Aftershave, the contender. Take seven.
Try to get it right. Action.
""Hi, my name is Rocky Balboa, the Italian Stallion.""
They say I'm the American Dream, but not 'cause--''
Can I do it over again?
Christ. Cut.
No, just keep it rolling. Just read it off the dummy cards.
""Dummy cards""?
Please, go on!
Wait a minute. I'd like to explain something.
I ain't punchy. I got what you call a relaxed brain.
But I ain't punchy. That's just the way I talk.
What's the difference? Can you just do it how it's written?
That ain't right. This whole thing here ain't right.
- What isn't right? - You're a rude guy.
I'm trying very hard, and you're being rude. That's bad manners.
- Ain't it, Adrian? - Yes.
I have to be almost punchy doing this in front of my wife.
You want to quit?
Then quit! Leave!
Get out of here! I didn't want you in the first place!
You have wasted our time, sir. This is a complete bust.
Leonard, where are you going? I want you to take him with you.
Take this man with you. He is not a professional.
I only work with professionals.
You cost us thousands of dollars because you can't read.
""'It's no time to cuss me', snarled the robber.
'By God, fellas, grab your rifles and take color-- cover.'''
- How does that sound? - It's good.
Yeah? Being a good reader will help me get a good office job.
- Want to hear some more? - I can't wait.
""'There ain't no cover, Smokey,' said Brad Lincoln.
'We better head for the canyon.'''
- You read nice. - Thank you. You lie nice.
Thank you.
- How far did you go in high school? - Ninth.
One last question. Do you have a criminal record?
Nothing worth bragging about.
Would you be interested in some sort of manual labor?
I got nothing against honest manual labor.
I'd just like to see if I could make a living sitting down...
like you're doing over there.
Can I be honest?
No one will offer you an office job. There's too much competition.
Why don't you fight?
I read somewhere you're a very good fighter.
Yeah?
Were you ever punched in the face 500 times a night?
Stings after a while.
Thank you very much for your time. I appreciate it.
Mr. Balboa, I'm very sorry. We have nothing.
You sure?
Next.
Pal, you have to be realistic.
You got no high school diploma with no qualifications.
Wouldn't you be more content with a good-paying menial labor job?
Thanks.
I can get another job if I want, but do I want?
Do I want to be doing something I won't be happy doing?
Plus, we need the money now.
Dogs don't want to hear my problems. Come on.
I wish I was a canine sometimes. Give me a kiss.
The only job I have is lugging beef.
You have nothing better for Rocky than hauling beef?
That's all I got, and we're cutting back too.
So if you want to work, it will be from week to week.
That's okay with me, but when can I start?
How about tomorrow?
How about today?
- Okay, we got a load coming in. - Great.
- Paulie, you look kind of skinny. - Yeah, he's losing weight.
- Don't bother to thank me. - Thanks a lot, Paulie.
You don't have to thank me for the watch either.
Quitting time!
There's the best-looking thing I've seen all day.
You look tired.
No, my face is tired. I feel okay.
- Do you want to take a hot bath? - I feel dynamic. Honest.
Listen, tomorrow--
I was thinking at work, maybe after work I'll take you out.
Want to do something nice? I'd like to do that.
- How's your stomach? - Fine.
You're all right? You look great.
- Ain't they just like old friends? - Old friends never tasted this good.
I heard that.
You want me, Frank?
I have to let you go.
How come? I'm working hard. I'm doing good.
We have to cut back on manpower, and you don't have enough time in.
Seniority.
How about if I take a cut in pay?
Can't do it. Union rules.
- Can I finish out the day? - Sure.
Rocky, I'm sorry.
Yeah, me too.
You got more stories than a book.
There's my brother-in-law, Rocky. Give me the five.
- My brother-in-law come to visit me. - How you doing?
How's everything? Is business okay?
Yeah.
Looking over your old stomping grounds?
- Listen, you want to buy this car? - I thought you liked it.
It's okay, but I don't need it no more.
I have a hard time making right turns with my bad eye.
I keep hitting trash cans.
You got problems at home? You need bread?
Everything's okay. This car would look great wrapped around you.
If you need a handout, I'll give you one.
I don't need no handout.
- You want to buy the car? - Sure.
Why don't you be smart and fight again?
I don't need to fight no more.
- You want to buy the car? - Yeah.
You want to pick up the payments?
My sister giving you a hard time?
If she is, you break her teeth.
I appreciate the advice, but I like her teeth where they are.
Here you go. You bought yourself a car.
It's a good car. Buckle up for safety and all that.
Where you going? You need a lift?
See you around.
Say hi to my sister for me!
Listen, if you two need the car, just ask.
When did you get home? I thought you were at work.
I ain't at work no more.
I got canned today.
- What happened? - I don't know.
It was nobody's fault. They were just cutting back.
- It was economics. - What will you do?
I don't know. I was thinking about fighting.
What about your eye? The doctor said you shouldn't fight.
He recommended I don't fight.
I recommend that I do.
- You could go blind. - Nobody's going blind.
Honest, I see great. I see like a beagle or something.
You could be whatever you want. You don't have to fight anymore.
I am a fighter. Not too good, but that's what I do.
You gave me your word you wouldn't fight anymore.
I mean, if we need money, I could get a job.
You don't have to do that.
Sure, I can get my job back part-time at the pet shop.
But I'm the one who's supposed to support.
It's just for a little while.
What if you catch some pet shop disease?
There are no pet shop diseases.
Really, I want to work.
You really want to do it?
Yeah, we need the money. It will come in handy.
Maybe you're right.
You know what's best.
Could you start dinner? I'm getting hungry.
I just want to finish my workout.
Sure.
Who the hell is that?
Avon lady.
Is that Rocky?
I don't remember giving you a key.
Come up here. The prodigal son returns.
You don't look so bad.
What's that outer space monster you brought me?
That's Butkus, my large dog. What's that in your ear?
What is it? I hear stupid things better.
Did you come here to show me that dog?
Mick, can I have my locker back?
- Yeah. What's on your mind? - Fighting.
You want to go blind?
- Nobody's going blind. - You heard what I said?
Yeah, and the eye's great. No problem.
Every pug thinks he has one good one left.
Forget it. Your fighting career is over, kid.
- Is that right? - Yeah, I think that's right.
I spend my whole life getting a career. I get one, and you tell me it's over.
What's the matter? You shook the hell out of the world champion.
Be happy with that.
- Maybe we can do better this time. - Or worse. What about that?
Mick, I done you a favor last time. Can you do me one this time?
You don't understand me.
I want to show you something now, test you.
You look right there at the end of my nose.
- I want to test you. - Look at your nose.
Now when I bring my finger in here, tell me when you see it.
There's the little thing. I see it.
- That's good. - I told you it was okay.
Wait. Let me try the other lamp.
Now look here. Tell me.
- I see it. - You see nothing.
Creed would have caved in the whole side of your face.
Forget it, kid.
You got the heart, but you ain't got the tools no more.
- Is that right? - That is right.
Yeah? Maybe it's you who ain't got it no more.
Yeah, that's it.
You didn't even see that coming, did you?
That was from a broken-down pug like me.
What do you think the champ would do to you?
Hurt me bad.
No, he'd hurt you permanent.
If I can't fight no more...
maybe I can help out around here.
Here?
Sure, but you're like royalty here, kid.
You want those guys to see you carrying towels and buckets?
Where's your dignity?
I don't know how to say this. I just--
I have to be around it.
All right, kid.
Will you come back tomorrow?
Thanks a lot, Mick.
I don't know about anybody else...
but as long as I'm promoting this fight myself...
I want more pressure put on for a rematch.
We can get the same money for the two top contenders.
Why go after Balboa?
Because a lot of people out there think he won.
There's a lot of people accusing me of having the fight fixed...
accusing me of being a fake and insulting my kids at school.
- You want to hear the truth? - Yeah.
The truth is that last time he was damn lucky.
Now he's all finished.
He's been hanging around doing nothing for six months.
Any trainer worth anything wouldn't have nothing to do with him.
I say let's go after some new meat.
Forget this bum.
You think I beat him last time?
You got the decision.
I won, but I didn't beat him!
What are you afraid of, Tony?
- Honest? - Yeah.
He's all wrong for us, baby.
I saw you beat that man...
like I never saw no man get beat before...
and the man kept coming after you.
We don't need that kind of man in our lineup.
I know what you're feeling.
Let it go.
You're the champ.
Thank you.
You're in charge of my public relations.
I want a new campaign started.
I want something done publicly to bring this man out.
I want to jar this man's pride and get the people around him talking.
- All right? - If we use this humiliation tactic...
you're setting yourself up as the bad guy.
Whatever gets him in the ring.
What's happening?
- What? - Where's your heart?
- What are you talking about? - You heard me.
What's this?
It's kind of funny.
Chico, listen! What's with the grin?
How'd you get happy with yourself?
Snarl more.
A good snarl can give you what the Bible calls a psychological edge.
You snarl with your punches. Wait a minute.
Come here a minute!
Show this Latin lamebrain how to snarl and punch.
Show him that.
That's it! That's ugly! That's a snarl.
John, will you empty them buckets? They're flowing over.
- I'll do it. - Let him do it.
- I got it, Rock. - I don't mind.
No problem.
Wait a minute.
Now you can take it.
Whoops.
Can't you think of anything tougher to say?
Hit that right. Bang!
How you doing?
I heard you was working in this dump. What are you doing?
- Give it to me straight. - I'm making a few bucks.
You ain't no janitor.
You don't need a job like this. Besides, you're Italian.
- You come back and work for me. - What would I be doing?
You mean like collecting or something?
What else?
You can work on the docks, get some fresh air. It stinks in here.
I appreciate the offer...
but I can't do that stuff no more.
It's healthier.
I have to go.
- Take it easy, champ. - Yeah.
See you around.
Remember that guy?
How's everybody in the clubhouse tonight?
- Fine. How did your day go? - A million laughs. It was great.
- You need some help with that? - Yes.
I was thinking maybe you should stay home and rest your stomach.
Come on, it's just part-time. We need the money.
Yeah, maybe you're right.
There we go.
That ain't my brand. I like oatmeal.
Listen, let's forget all this work. You want to come home with me now?
Maybe I'll tell you a few jokes and maybe you'll laugh. You know?
- Maybe. - We need a few laughs in our life.
- What do you think? Maybe? - Yes. Maybe.
Let's get out of here, okay? Here we go.
Adrian, listen to this one.
- Why do cows wear bells? - Why?
Because their horns don't work.
Is that killing you? No?
They really used to like it in third grade.
I broke everybody up with that one.
You really sweep good.
Is he talking to you?
He probably has me mixed up with somebody else. Come on.
You guys got the easy life.
How you guys doing? Did anybody move today?
How's life in the bowl? You have to exercise once in a while.
Would you like a snack? Here you go.
Come on, Cuff. Link, you drowning down there?
You want to hear some TV?
Come here, Butkus.
Come here, boy.
What'd you do today?
Did you bark at anybody today?
Yo, Adrian, sometimes I look at Butkus, and I don't think he's a normal canine.
- What do you think he is? - I don't know.
He just don't look like a regular dog sometimes when I look inside there.
Earlier today, I was at Apollo Creed's palatial gym.
As usual, the world champion was not at a loss for words about Rocky Balboa.
I know a lot of people out there want to see me in a rematch...
with a timid fellow who calls himself the Italian Stallion...
but this man does not have the honor to meet me in the ring.
- Or is it ""Scallion""? What's his name? - Rocky Balboa did officially retire.
The bum's hiding and running.
He doesn't want to face me. He's scared. You and I know it.
Apollo, I think there's more here than meets the eye.
You've been under close scrutiny ever since that split decision victory.
A lot of reporters, including me, thought it was an even draw.
That's your opinion, and you're entitled to it.
But now I'm ready to have a rematch...
to prove that this lucky club fighter...
does not have the skill to last five minutes in the ring...
with a superior athlete like me.
The man's running and hiding and doesn't want to face me.
So I say to you, Rocky Balboa, or whatever your name is...
that I want the American people and the whole world to know...
I'm ready, willing and able to meet you anywhere, anyplace, anytime.
I will meet and defeat this fighter called ""The Italian Stallion""...
if the man has the guts to call me.
You can call me collect.
Call me, Balboa!
This would be a legitimate rematch.: the boxer against the puncher.
I think everyone wants to see them back in the ring together.
There's only one problem.: Where is Rocky Balboa?
- I'm Brent Musburger-- - No good bum!
You know, I was thinking.
I ain't supposed to do no commercials.
I ain't supposed to work in no meat house.
I'm supposed to be a fighter.
But you gave that up.
I think I'm becoming a nobody again too.
In whose eyes? Not mine.
In mine.
In here.
We'll get by.
That's just it.
I don't want to get by the hard way.
I want you to have good things.
I want the kid to have good things.
We'll have them.
I think we need them now, don't you?
Rocky, please, you don't have to prove anything.
Adrian, it's all I know.
I don't want you to do it.
I never asked you to stop being a woman.
So I'm asking you, please...
don't ask me to stop being a man.
I think we ought to knock his block off.
Absolutely.
I'm sorry.
Let's do it.
Apollo, has a site been chosen for the rematch?
This fight will be held in the Philadelphia Spectrum...
because I want this man's hometown to see this.
I want all of Philadelphia, all of America...
and the whole world to see me destroy this man after two short rounds.
After this fight, he'll have to donate what's left of his body to science.
But there won't be much. That I can guarantee.
What do you think about the fight taking place in the Spectrum?
- I'm very happy about that. - Why?
It's only ten minutes from my house.
Apollo, people say you lost the first fight, a victim of the southpaw jinx.
Did fighting a left-hander throw you off?
Southpaw jinx nothing!
I took the last fight too lightly, and this man was plain lucky.
But this time, you all will see the real Apollo Creed.
The whole world will see the real Apollo Creed:
lightning fast and hard to catch, no playing, no jiving, just business.
All right.
Rocky, do you think you have a chance this time against Apollo?
I don't know. He looks pretty mad.
Me and Mick will try our best.
His lungs he's going to punch out.
- Who's that, Al Capone? - I don't sweat you.
A lot of people may not like me, and that's okay.
But come November, Apollo Creed will provide the ultimate spectacle.
On Thanksgiving, in front of this man's home crowd...
I'm going to drop him like a bad habit.
Rocky, your pay for the fight is very substantial.
- What will you do with the money? - First, I have to pay the rent.
Then I made this list of things to do.
I'd like to get a couple of hats and a motorcycle...
and a couple quarts of perfume for Adrian.
She likes to smell good.
Some Muppet toys...
Ernie and Big Bird and that frog Kermit.
I thought maybe a statue for the church...
and I think a snow cone machine for you, Paulie.
- Don't you like snow cones? - Yeah.
Rocky, got anything derogatory to say about the champ?
""Derogatory""? Yeah, he's great.
How about some clowning shots, Apollo?
Yeah, come on.
Does this look like a circus to you, man?
Come November, you're mine.
He's very upset.
See how smooth he moves there?
See how he pumps that jab into your eye?
Yeah.
You got guts to go back in the ring with him, kid.
Thanks a lot, Mick.
Your style's too easy to figure out.
Left-handed fighters are the worst.
They lead with their face mostly, trying to throw that big left.
The right's no damn good.
They ought to outlaw southpaws.
Why didn't you tell me this before?
I didn't want to hurt your feelings.
Now look...
to pull this miracle off...
you have to change everything.
You have to learn to be a right-handed fighter.
This will confuse Apollo, and it'll protect that bad eye.
I can't learn how to fight right-handed.
What's ""can't""? There ain't no can't!
Now he will beat you uglier than you are now.
Listen. You start fighting right-handed.
Then you change sudden, and that will make history.
But first, you have to get demon speed.
Speed's what we need.
We need greasy, fast speed!
I'll show you a trick how to get some speed in them legs.
You have to wear that stinking sweatshirt?
It brings me luck.
It brings flies.
Now I want you to try-- Listen to me.
I want you to try to chase this little chicken.
Why do I got to chase a chicken? It's embarrassing.
First, because I said so.
Second, because chicken chasing is how we trained in the old days.
You catch this thing, you can catch greased lightning.
- Ready? - Yeah, I'd rather eat it than chase it.
- It ain't very mature, but you say so. - That's good.
Neither are you very mature.
- Now listen, get this thing. - I'm a fighter, not a farmer.
Come on at it. Go on and get him!
What's the matter with you?
Pick him up!
You're so fast? Are you standing still?
Speed! Can't you catch a little chicken?
Run! 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 wake up?
Come on. Give it!
Rock, what's the matter with my sister?
I wish you'd go talk to her. Adrian don't like this none.
She started crying. She don't like me fighting.
What's with this domestic stuff?
Tend to business!
Jab that till it hurts.
Five hundred times without stopping! Do you hear me?
Mick, I want to use my other arm.
If you do, I'll chop it off. Is that clear?
I'll figure something.
I wish you would. I'd appreciate it.
- I'm sorry. Are you finished? - Yeah.
Can we go to work? That would be nice.
Now hit that bag. Jab it till it hurts. Go ahead!
Three, four--
I want 500 hard ones! Go!
Where was I, seven or eight?
Five, six.
One, two!
Come on, turn it over.
Snap it. That's it.
Dig!
All right, pick it up.
Come on, pick them up.
Faster!
Time!
Get up! Get me another one.
You have to 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 going to pound that sass right out of him.
Last time, we should have won, but this time, you'll be scary, kid.
You're going to be a greasy, fast Italian monster!
You'll eat lightning and crap thunder.
We'll have to put you in a cage, kid.
Let's take a break, all right?
What break?
Where you going? We're not finished.
I said where the hell you going?
Talking to myself.
Speed!
Catch that punk!
Speed, damn it!
Can't you catch that little squirt? Cut him off!
Get the lead out! Move! Fast!
You look dead out there!
If you catch that speedball, you'll catch Creed easy.
Come on, move!
Time. Dead ass, get over here.
You sick, kid?
- What's the matter with you? - Nothing.
Let me tell you something, kid.
For a 45-minute fight...
you have to train hard...
for 45,000 minutes.
That's ten weeks, ten hours a day. You listening?
And you ain't even trained one!
What are you waiting for?
I don't know.
Suit yourself.
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. I've been thinking.
Would you like to work my corner? You want to get involved in this fight?
Get involved watching you get murdered?
I'm doing okay.
Come on! My sister has you so guilty, you're running all over the place.
- She'll be all right. - It ain't all right.
- It's okay. - It's not okay.
Just leave Adrian alone.
Kid, carry this.
Because I liked you better when you was carrying spit!
What's that supposed to mean?
It means that you're training like a ninth-rate pug...
who ought to be pumping gas in Jersey someplace.
I think I want to go take a shower.
That's a good idea.
Soak your head someplace.
Soak it good.
Adrian, where are you?
Yeah. What the hell you doing?
What do you mean?
About what?
About messing up that guy over there.
Don't start with me. I'm trying to keep him safe.
Feeding these goddamn squirrels?
Did I teach you to ditch the guy when he needs your help?
I can't believe my ears.
You didn't teach me anything.
And I never hurt Rocky.
You're messing up his brain real bad.
I don't know what you're talking about.
Don't tell me! He's going to get hurt because of you.
- That's not true. Don't say that! - I'm saying it.
- Come and tell him it's all right. - It's not all right!
If he goes blind, you walk away. I can't.
I love him, you don't!
What are you doing?
What's wrong? What's the matter?
Where are your guts?
What's your problem?
- My problem? - Yeah.
You got the problem, kid.
You got a ticker problem.
What's the matter? You got nothing left inside?
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 go back to being a two-bit nothing!
But don't you 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.
Holy smoke, I didn't know she could do it.
Yeah, how's Adrian? 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 or overwork.
The sudden loss of blood has caused her to slip into a coma.
It's me.
They said you're very sick, but I don't want to believe that.
I believe you're just tired.
Don't worry about nothing. You just sleep as long as you want.
I'll be here when you wake up.
Come on. You're not doing any good here.
Let's go see the kid. Adrian would want it.
No, we got to see him together.
It's okay.
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 3:00 in the morning.
I went up to your house.
They told me you was here.
It's 3:00, kid.
That Adrian is a good girl.
Me, I'm sorry for both of you.
Ain't nothing I can do, is there?
Except...
I'd like to tell you something once...
and then I won't say it again.
You got another shot.
It's the second shot...
at the biggest title in the world.
You'll be swapping punches...
with the most dangerous fighter in the world.
And just in case...
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 some kind of mongrel or something.
He'll kick your face in pieces!
That's right. This guy doesn't just want to win.
He wants to bury and humiliate you!
He wants to prove to the whole world...
it was nothing but some kind of a freak the first time out!
He said you're a onetime lucky bum!
Now...
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.
But if you want to blow it...
if you want to blow this thing, I--
Damn it, I'll blow it with you.
If you want to stay here, I'll stay with you.
Yeah.
I'll stay and pray.
What I got to lose?
It's going to 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?
Keep listening.
""After breakfast, Bruce watched the party get away on the chase.
He saw Cora and Kay and Bud...
start up the valley 1 5 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.''
I just wrote this thing for you, Adrian.
I don't know, maybe you'll like it.
I'll just read it.
""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? It costs six bucks a bottle.
I don't need that. I ain't drinking now.
You haven't seen the baby?
- I was waiting to see him together. - I seen the kid.
The kid's a winner. He's got forearms like you.
- Yeah? - Here he is now. Look.
- Here's your mommy. - Oh, baby.
Is that it?
- I can't believe it. He's ours? - Yeah.
- He's really ours? - Thank you.
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.
What about after the father?
Rocky Junior?
- You really want to do that? - Yeah.
He's the best I've ever seen. You really done good.
You look so tired.
Why don't you go get some sleep?
No, I feel great.
I've been thinking.
If you don't want me mixing with Creed no more...
we'll make out some other kind of way.
- There's one thing I want you to do. - What?
Come here.
Win.
What are we waiting for?
Take this!
Faster!
Keep moving!
Pick them up!
That's it.
Yeah!
- Speed! - Come on.
Don't be a slacker!
- Fifty-nine! - One more! Push!
44, 45, 46...
yeah, 4 7, 48...
49, 50.
Again, kid!
All of it! Come on!
Push! Don't give up! Get that olive oil out of you!
41 , 42, 43--
46, 4 7--
Push! Again!
Left! Right!
That a boy!
I did it!
That's speed!
Good night.
Come on.
Go!
Yeah!
Good evening, ladies and gentlemen. This is Bill Baldwin...
speaking from the magnificent Philadelphia Spectrum...
the site of Superfight II...
with Rocky Balboa, the challenger and Apollo Creed, the world champion.
My sidekick and partner tonight, Stu Nahan.
Thank you. For those of you who are watching tonight's telecast...
we're going to see a real great battle...
in every sense of the word.
Don't worry about nothing.
It's okay.
I got to go.
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, men and old people love you.
Young people love you.
You're the best, and he's yours.
This bum shouldn't even be in the same ring with you.
I want you to show him who you are tonight. Stick him.
- You'll help with the baby, right? - I'll take care of everything.
Just take care of everything. You're in charge.
I'll take care of the dumb house. You'll be late for your own fight.
- Everything will be fine. - Maybe I better go fight now.
- I love you. - I love you too.
Adrian, I wish you could go.
The doctor said no. That's his instructions.
- Take care. - Good luck.
The champion has let it be known to the press...
that he's in the best shape of his illustrious career.
Rocky Balboa is a five-to-one underdog.
He's still a street brawler from Philadelphia...
but can he repeat that incredible performance of ten months ago?
He took a real beating at the hands of the champion.
Father Carmine, you home?
It's me, Rocky Balboa. 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 a family and a baby.
I was wondering if you could throw down a blessing...
so if I get beat up tonight, it won't be too bad?
Could you do something like that?
Thanks a lot, Father. I appreciate it. I have to go.
I'm so late. I'll see you at church, I hope.
Take care.
Run or I'll break your head!
Where you been? You lost your brains?
- We got a fight tonight. - I'm sorry. I'm here.
Remember that? Get dressed! There's a million people.
Stu, there are many rumors circulating about this fight.
The most obvious being a definite desire...
for Apollo to draw first blood, to end it quickly.
This would prove his claim that the last fight was a fluke.
Come on, lightning and thunder!
Hurricane!
- Get him. - I'm gonna get him.
- He's ours. - You're gonna get him.
It's time, kid.
Let's do it.
All right, I'm ready.
I think I'm getting a headache.
You are in perfect working condition. You are perfect.
- You look good too. - Thanks. And you look perfect.
Mick, 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. It's perfect.
- Yeah, it's real cute. I like it. - Yeah.
Here's Rocky Balboa heading toward the ring now.
Yes, sir. He's known to millions as the Italian Stallion.
He's making his way to the ring.
Why this fighter of limited ability has gained such popularity is a mystery.
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 that was from the high school he never graduated from.
Thirty-one years of age. There he is shaking hands...
with the referee Lou Filippo.
We're waiting now for the champion to come into the ring.
This area is packed with Rocky's people.
I've never seen so many Italians in one place in my life.
- You said that, not me. - Rocky!
- These people are for you! - I appreciate it.
- Are you ready in here? - I think so.
Tonight's our night, kid.
By the sound of the crowd, the champion is just now entering the Spectrum.
The champion Apollo Creed looks a little 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!
Now the champion is climbing into the ring.
Very determined looking. Very serious right now.
Rocky doesn't look as confident.
Apollo Creed, master of disaster!
The greatest of all time!
You're going down.
Don't let it bother you, kid.
- Would it bother you? - Yeah.
Good evening, ladies and gentlemen...
and welcome to the Philadelphia Spectrum!
This is your main event of the evening.:
1 5 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--
Referee Lou Filippo will give the instructions.
Okay, boys, here are the instructions, and I expect you to follow them.
Watch your low punches and watch the kidney punches.
Watch your rabbit punches.
In case of a knockdown, you go to the corner I tell you to...
and stay there until I tell you to come out.
Understand? Okay, let's have a good fight.
You're going down.
Good luck to you.
- He's still upset. - Who cares? Protect that eye.
No matter what happens...
don't go back to fighting southpaw till I tell you.
- You get him. - Rock, good luck.
He'll try to kill you quick.
If you get through this first round, then he's ours!
Show him who you are.
As Rocky Balboa prays in his corner...
the champion is dancing over in his corner.
We're seconds away from the fight of the century.
There's the bell.
The champion comes over in a hurry.
He throws a couple rights and lefts out there.
He takes command early. Now he motions.
Rocky's holding that right hand back.
- He's fighting right-handed! - I don't believe it.
The southpaw from Philly is fighting right-handed!
Where's your damn jab?
Protect that eye!
- Is that all you got? - Come on!
- Break it up! - You ain't got nothing!
- You ready to lay down? - A good right!
And another right and another thrown by the champion.
Three good rights stagger Balboa.
Here comes Balboa. A left and a right to the head.
Now back off the ropes.
Balboa appears to be getting hit often...
but he seems in pretty good condition.
A hard right thrown by the champion! Another right!
Balboa is in trouble now!
He is in trouble taking rights and lefts...
as the champion begins to open up.
That was a tremendous right hand! Balboa is down!
Get back.
We see a cut over that bad left eye. Remember from the first fight?
That's the eye that was cut last time. Balboa getting up rather shakily.
Go get him!
Go after him, kid!
Yeah.
The champion starts to move in again.
He's taking those punches pretty well.
Now Balboa is coming right back!
Across the ring and into the ropes. Coming out, he looks at him.
Balboa is tagged with left and right combinations by the champion.
- There's the bell. - There's the end of the round.
There's a lot of bad blood between these two.
Good round.
- I can't believe it. - What?
He broke my nose again.
Balboa's in great shape to withstand that butchering.
That's just what it is: plain old butchering.
Did the switching bother you?
- Nothing bothered me. - Then you should have had him.
You can't be hurt because you are too tough.
Don't let up on this man. This man is dangerous.
I'm dangerous!
- That guy is great. - No, 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, man! - You're the best.
Here we go with round two.
The champion comes back out.
He's leading across again starting with a left.
A left to the chin, a left to the head.
Coming around now. He's holding that right hand.
He's got it cocked, just waiting for that precise moment.
There it is! He unloads, but here comes Balboa!
- You can't hurt me. He can't hurt me! - Break it up.
- Break clean. - The champion motioning for Balboa.
You're too slow!
Get your cameras ready. Watch this. He's going down.
Here it comes.
Down he goes!
Get up, Rock!
Balboa, for the second time, is down and struggling to get up.
-Just stay down there, chump. - Back up.
- I told you! - Beautiful!
Seven, eight.
Protect that eye, kid! Get at it! The body!
- Let's go. - You're a tank!
I told you!
Here comes the champion.
One, two now!
Here's a left and a right. He's got him back in the corner!
Here comes Balboa again! Where does he get that stamina?
He's got the champion trapped in one corner!
He's trading lefts and rights!
Keep it up! Keep at him!
- I'm standing here! - They're taunting each other!
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.
Come on, kid!
That don't hurt. Fight!
Break it up.
The champion again with combinations to the head.
That was another round for Creed.
Creed is piling up the points.
Hit him.
Another round for Apollo Creed.
Here comes Balboa again into the corner!
- Lefts and rights to the midsection! - Get out of there!
Pound the body.
He's won another round. He begins to taunt Balboa again.
- Creed coming right back. - Come on!
Get out!
I have to give that round to Balboa.
What's on Apollo Creed's mind now? He's lost his first round.
Go for it!
Hands up! Just stick and move!
This man is breaking you up inside! Keep your hands up!
Hit him back!
I thought he took a beating ten months ago...
but tonight is twice as bad.
Another round for the champion.
His left eye is closed. Now bust him. Keep working on him.
- Stay away from him. - Don't let him breathe! Get him!
Balboa is taking another beating in the corner.
Another round for the champion.
You've got him beat on points. You understand? Stick and move!
- He's gonna fall. - Don't go for the knockout!
He's breaking you up inside.
- How's that eye? - It works.
- Can you do much more with that? - I know what I'm doing!
You get in trouble one more time--
- Please don't stop nothing. - Let me stop it.
- You're getting killed out there. - It's my life.
Apollo is well ahead. If he stays away, he retains the title.
-Just stick and move. Understand? - It ain't gonna be like last time.
- You got three minutes. - Now switch to southpaw.
- No tricks. I ain't switching. - Yeah, but you're fading, kid.
- I don't need no tricks. - All right.
- I ain't switching. - You have a plan. You have to switch.
He's ready, believe me.
Don't go for the knockout! You got it won!
They come to the center of the ring for the 1 5th and final round.
- You're going down. - No way.
Here we go. Let's see what Creed does now.
Creed is moving in on Balboa.
- He's going for the knockout. - The champion comes out jabbing.
- He's sticking that left hand out. - The champion is beating Balboa!
Now!
Balboa nearly floored the champ! A hook caught the exhausted champ!
- Yeah! - Creed doesn't know where he is!
Balboa's staggering from exhaustion!
A right to the head of the champion! Another right and a left to the head!
Stay away from him!
He's won this thing if he stays away, but now it's Creed coming back.
- Creed with a left hand! - Don't box with him!
What's keeping these two guys up?
-A tremendous close to this fight! - Now!
Get away!
-They're toe-to-toe. -I don't know why the champ is fighting!
Go for it!
One!
Two!
- If neither gets up, it's a draw. - Three!
Creed will win the title automatically!
- Four! - Get up, man!
Get on your feet!
- Five! - Get up.
- Balboa reaches for another-- - Get up!
- Six! - Each fighter trying to beat the count!
- The champ is trying to get up! - Seven!
- Eight! - Get up!
- Nine!
The champ is still-- He's down!
Ten! You're out!
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 Balboa! - You're great.
Good luck.
Excuse me.
I can't believe this has happened.
I want to say thanks to Apollo for fighting me.
I want to thank Mickey for training me.
- We love you, Rock! - Yeah, I love you 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.