Bravo! Bravo.
Uno, due, tre.
How many fucking times have I told you, huh?
Keep your left hand up!
Wake!
I'm awake. I'm awake!
It's OK. It's OK, Doctor.
You've got to watch his right.
And go under! Your right frame to body.
Good boy.
Go.
Box!
Turn up him! Turn right!
Stop.
Come on, Antonio!
One!
Two!
Three!
You're out!
Antonio!
That was amazing!
Thanks, Sandro.
Last time I take him to a fight. He went pazzo.
Antonio.
So they tell me. But he never talks about it.
Well done, Anthony.
Alright. Now listen.
Here's a little something for you. No.
No, relax. I won two grand on your fight against Davidson's crew.
Thanks, Costa, but you didn't have to.
Hey, champ. Whoa. My jaw, it's swollen.
Sorry, mate. Anyway, listen.
Sooner or later, he's going to need a promoter.
I am his promoter.
You stick to selling cars, and I'll take care of my son.
Francesca, take our picture so Angelo can put it on the wall.
Come on.
Smile.
How are you feeling, eh? You alright?
Mate, anyone would think he'd won the fight.
At least he remembers what happened.
Knockout.
Hail Mary full of Grace, help me find a parking space.
Works every time.
Oh.
Hey, mate. I think you broke a rib, mate.
Why do they say black?
But why don't they just say...
Hey, boys. Hey, champ!
Hey, you want something, Anthony? What do you want?
Get us something!
What do you want? What do you want, fat boy?
Theo, what about you?
How's your old man? Fighting fit.
Get 'em some waters?
Hey, do you mind? Arthur, put it out.
What? Put it out!
What? Anthony's doing us a favour.
What favour?
Go on. Arthur, tell him what happened.
Ow! I was...
He's been cleaning the cars in the yard
since he got out of rehab a couple of months ago.
When was that? A couple of months ago.
Wednesday afternoon, Arthur takes one of the cars down
to get the tyres done.
Minding his own fucking business.
They bail him up at those traffic lights on King.
They put a knife to his throat, take the car.
Not just any fucking car, either.
Who was it? Mick Distasio.
Mechanic. Big guy. He's got a workshop in Northbridge.
So you owe him money or something? He says I owe him money.
Either you do or you don't, fat boy.
Hey, come on, Anthony.
What, you think I... Wait!
Look... I'll sort something out.
But for now, I need somebody like you.
You know, a mediator. You're good at it.
At the doors, nobody gives you any shit.
Just tell him I don't want any trouble, that's all.
And, uh... maybe pick up the car while you're down there.
Come on, Anthony!
You get my car back, you can take her out any time you want.
There's a couple of grand in it for you too.
Hey, mate, seen Mick about? Oi, Mick!
Yo.
Dario.
You Mick?
Fuck.
Who the fuck are you?
George Akidis asked us to come down, have a bit of a chat.
Yeah?
Come on, malaka.
Huh?!
Alright, Anthony, let's go. Let's get out of here!
Come on, that's enough. That's enough, come on.
Come on, come on.
See you later, Mick, you big prick!
Come on, Athol.
Bend your knees more.
Hey, boys. Come on.
Faster.
Bend your knees, faster. Faster!
Good boy, Athol.
Stop.
What's happened?
Theo and me went to pick up a car for George Akidis.
Some big guy gave us shit.
You watch out. Akidis is an idiot.
Don't get into troubles! Yeah, yeah, I know.
Yeah, don't get into troubles. Hey, shut up!
Did you whack him, Ant? What do you reckon, eh?
Antonio. You do OK?
What time are we eating? I've got to work later.
I don't want you to work in the club when you're training.
Yeah, Pa, I'm always in training.
But you've got a fight coming up.
Athol, Claudio, back to work!
If a dog stop for a shit, it won't catch the rabbit. Come on.
Come on.
Come on, mix it up a bit!
Ah.
Stop it. Change. Change.
I'm next, I'm next, I'm next.
Hey, Joe?
Don't worry about me, mate.
First comes lightning, then comes thunder, huh?
In the entire history of boxing,
there's never been a Greek world champion.
That's 'cause we invented wrestling,
not to mention love-making, huh?
But we invented it with women. Yeah?
Get your fucking hands...
I'm gonna kill you!
Get your hands off me! Get your hands off me!
Shut up! It's not my fault your boyfriend can't control his dick.
Hey, wait! Hey, my boyfriend's in there!
I'm sure he's enjoying the peace. Now calm down, girls.
You right? You calm?
OK, calm down.
I can't believe you got us chucked out!
Oh, yeah, I got us chucked out!
Bitch!
Thanks for that. Thanks.
Nice car.
Nice legs.
Hey, boys, how's it going? Hey, boys.
Now, Anthony here's got the makings of a champion.
I can see that.
Hey, kid.
Sign with me as a pro for three years, it's all yours.
You think he meant the car or the girl?
Hey, both would be nice.
Alright, it's going to be two out, two in.
Hi, guys. Remember us?
You ended up at our place. Got the last ferry.
Yeah, yeah, yeah. You were nuts!
Oh, my God, I can't believe it!
Yeah, I got it, Ant.
Come on, ladies. Keep the change.
Come on.
Oh, shit, come on. Hurry up!
Quick, Beck, hurry!
Her shoe.
Don't worry about your shoe. Take them off. Hey, wait up!
Come on, you slow coach! Quick!
Ant, wait up! Come on, Theo! Faster!
Quick!
Come on, we're going to miss it! I don't feel well.
It's alright. We'll make it.
Sucked in, mate! See you later!
Oh, man, that's disgusting! And it smells. What'd you eat?
You alright? You look a little bit puffed.
Relax.
I'm going to lie down for a bit. Yeah, good idea.
You OK?
Come on.
Hey, hey, hey, hey. Come on.
We only want to help you read.
Looks good.
What's it about?
Eh? Hey!
Hey, fuckhead.
What the fuck!
What's your problem, mate?
Huh? You want it?
Come on, it's not worth it. Come on.
Prick.
Thanks.
Idiots.
Yeah, I deal with idiots all the time.
I work in a nightclub.
Oh, yeah? I work in a bar in Northbridge.
Yeah? Which one?
The Mustang Bar. Mustang Bar.
A mate of mine used to work on the door at the Mustang Bar.
I haven't seen you there before.
Oh, I just started.
I work nights mainly.
Uh... I think your girlfriend's looking for you.
Uh, no, that's not my girlfriend. We just shared a taxi.
There you are.
Who are you?
Who's she? Kate.
I'm Kate.
Anthony.
I'm drunk.
Thanks, mate. Thank you.
So I suppose I'd better walk you home.
OK.
We moved to Australia when I was five.
Yeah? Where from?
London.
My parents have gone back, but my brother still lives here.
Hmm.
So what are you studying?
Psychology.
I've actually got a three-hour exam tomorrow
and I just know I'm gonna fail.
No way. Don't say that.
Yes way. I haven't studied enough.
Psychology, eh?
What's all that about?
Well, it's how the human brain interacts with the mind.
Yeah?
So what is the difference between the human brain and the mind?
Good question.
Um... I'll let you know in about four years.
So what do you think he's doing now, then?
He's probably washing his boots.
Ah, well, um... this is me.
So maybe I'll see you around?
Yeah, maybe.
Good luck with your exam.
Oh, don't remind me.
So...
...maybe... everyone has a brain,
but your mind is your own.
Shazza!
Go, Luke!
That's a big right.
The decision goes to the blue corner, Fran Gabriel.
He's got a reach like a monkey. Look at those arms.
Don't worry. Pa told him how to work the inside.
Come on, Athol. You can do it!
Hey, don't look at your girlfriend, look at me!
She's not my girlfriend.
You nervous? Nuh.
Good.
Before we commence our next round,
ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls,
let's have a big round of applause
for our Australian amateur middleweight champion,
from the Balga Boxing Club, Anthony Argo!
Come on up, Anthony.
Anthony.
So... what now, Anthony? What are your plans?
Uh... I don't know. To meet a beautiful blonde!
I'm available!
He's going to get some more experience
and then turn professional.
Well, we look forward to that. Thank you, Joe. Thank you, Anthony.
Thanks, mate.
Good one, Anthony.
What did you expect? Yeah.
Box!
Go, Athol!
Underneath, boy.
I think he's going to do well.
Go, Athol! Underneath, mate.
Come on!
Good boy!
That's it, Luke. Stick him out, bro.
You're up next.
The face, the face. Yeah, nice.
The face. That's it.
Couple of lifers in that lot, Joe.
So what? Toughen them up!
Yeah, thanks, Pa.
OK. Next!
Nice boots.
Hey, boy! He likes my boots.
Boy!
You put it on.
Seven years, manslaughter. Pub brawl.
They're all shit scared of him in here.
Mess him up, Nico!
Oi!
Antonio!
Get him, Nico. Go, mate. Go!
Speed it up a bit!
Speed it up.
Come on.
Good hit, Ant.
Come on!
Open him up, Ant. Open him up.
Hey! Attaboy!
HE Y!
Break. Break!
Hey?
What are you fucking doing?
Come on now. That's enough!
That all you got?! Get off me, man.
Another round, champ. I got all day.
I ain't going anywhere.
What's wrong with you? Stop it!
You alright? Sweet as, bro.
That's enough for these two.
See you next time, champ.
Yeah, don't worry. You will.
What's your name?
What's it to do with you?
Nico Mancini.
Mancini. Italian.
I'm a Sicilian.
Antonio.
Sit down.
I'm going to bed, Pa.
Here. Here's your mistake, just like today.
You do it. Slow motion.
See your left hand?
You drop it.
I was tired.
So was he.
Ciao, bello. Hey, Ma.
Have you eaten? Yeah.
Oh.
Come here.
Hey, keep still.
You OK?
Yeah, I'm just tired. The old man's driving me mad.
He just wants the best for you.
Yeah. Yeah, I know.
Hey, Ma, what do you think he'd say if I asked for a bit of time off?
Yeah. Yeah, right.
Goodnight.
What did he say?
Oh, leave him alone. He's tired, that's all.
Good boy. Go!
Go!
Come on, lift the bloody thing.
What do you think I'm doing?
When I was your age, I was bloody stronger than you.
Ask your uncle. I used to squat six bags of concrete.
Yeah, I know, Pa. You've told me a hundred times.
Did you ever give up in a fight? Never.
I'd die before I give up.
Ever get scared?
What's the matter with you?
Why are you asking me all these questions?
You just never talk about your time in the ring, Pa.
How come?
You know, there is an old Sicilian saying.
If you want to live to be a hundred, mind your own fucking business.
Come on.
Who's that?
You know, there's this old Sicilian saying...
Hey. Hey, how're you doing, buddy?
No, I can't tonight, mate. I've got something on.
Yeah.
Here we go, here we go. Jagerbomb. Jagerbomb.
Come on, one more, one more. One more drink.
100 grand in one day! I love the stock market!
I was wondering when you'd show up.
Yeah, I was just hanging out. Hey, blondie.
Have a go at taking the slack out of this!
Don't worry about them. They're just drunk.
Yeah, drunk. That's Anthony Argo, man.
Yeah? That's Anthony Argo!
Would he like some too?
Well, this is me.
Bit dirty.
Ah, shit, I've left my phone in the club.
I'll be back. Oh, OK.
Oh, fuck. Guys, just leave it to me.
Don't worry about it, mate. He's off his head.
How's your slack now, you prick?
Sorry! I'm sorry.
I told you not to say anything.
Fuck off. I told you not to say anything!
Fuck off! Should've listened to me.
Sorry about the mess.
Your... phone rang while you were away.
Ha. There it is! Thanks.
Let's get out of here, eh? Yep.
Antonio...
Jab!
Double jab.
Where is Athol?
Has anyone seen him?
He's over there, Zio.
Athol!
What's wrong?
Your father?
How's your mum?
Maybe I have to talk with him again, huh?
What do you think?
Come on. Straight arm.
Athol, go.
That's beautiful.
This is better, huh?
Wait here.
How many times I told you?
Huh? Thousand?
Come on, Joe. She's alright, mate.
Don't worry about it, bro. He's only gonna talk to him.
Have a beer, mate.
I warned you!
You like that?!
You like this?! You like?!
You like?! You like that?!
You like that?!
You bloody arsehole!
Come on, mate, he's had enough!
I fucking tell you when it's enough.
Pa. Huh?
What do you think? Pa, pull up.
Listen to me, you dog.
If you ever touch that woman again, don't worry about the police.
Worry about me. Understand?
Alright, mate. You right, mate?
Come on, Pete. Come on, Pete.
Get up. Let's go.
Come on! Relax, will you?
Shut up, you! Give yourself a heart attack.
Come on, boys, stop the bullshit!
Move the truck!
Hey, mate!
Don't come round here yelling and screaming like you run the joint.
Huh?
Good.
Ha.
When'd they let you out?
Couple of weeks ago.
You gonna stay out of trouble?
Do me best.
You training?
Why don't you come to my gym?
Train there.
Ciao.
Jab.
Jab!
Eh. Keep your fucking hands up.
Come on.
Jab.
Faster!
Jab!
Jab. What are you doing?
Now, come on.
Jab.
Faster!
Come on.
Jab.
Faster!
Where are you going?
Nico! Yo.
In here.
Jab.
Jab! A right upper cut.
Look at your legs.
They're stiff like a piece of wood.
Bend your knee more.
OK.
Jab.
Double jab, a right upper cut.
Bend your legs. Bend your knee.
Down. Double jab, right upper cut.
Good.
And bathroom is just through there.
Hi, I'm Mia.
Hi, Mia.
Oh, hello.
There's a man in my house!
This is Tom.
Tom's my brother.
This is Anthony.
Hey. How you doing? Good.
Coffee? Yes, please.
Theo.
You know I had my first fight when I was eleven?
Yeah, then he retired.
Yeah, undefeated, yeah?
Eleven seems kind of young.
Don't see the attraction myself.
What?!
You telling me that two guys trying to knock each other's heads off
isn't everyone's idea of entertainment?
It's barbaric. It's like watching animals.
You know, in some way, we are all animals.
Speak for yourself.
Anyway, how many fights have you been in, Anthony?
I don't know. About 50. Yeah, that's in the ring.
About another hundred out, huh?
Huh.
Your old man?
Yeah.
Watch this, girls. I'm a psychic.
There you go.
Hey, Joe!
Is Anthony with you? No, I haven't seen him.
I told him hundred times, you must train every day!
Yes, Joe.
Sports is not a joke! Yeah, no worries.
Tell him! I am waiting!
Yeah, alright. Yassou.
Naughty boy. You're supposed to be in training.
Little bastard. He lies to me.
Who? Theo!
Who's force? I'm not forcing him.
He needs a break.
Ah. A break.
I'll get your drinks.
Thanks, mate.
# The overuse of metaphor
# The straight ahead in a sideways glance
# Like the misstep in a dance
# And I didn't see this one coming
# Now I'm in too deep
# I didn't see this one coming
# Now I'm in too deep
# I think I'll just keep swimming down
# There's no point in turning round
# I'm drowned
# I'm drowned. #
Thank you. Thank you.
Alright. Thanks.
That was a new song of ours.
It's called 'Drowned'.
It's kind of a perverted love song.
And speaking of perverted love, my baby sister's just walked in.
Her name's Kate. Say hello, Kate.
Hello, Kate. Hi.
Kate is here with her new boyfriend, whose name is Tony.
And Tony, would you believe, is a boxer from Balga.
Love youse all, mate!
Yes, thank you, Mr Fenech.
Look at those arms! Do you find that unsettling?
They're enormous! Tell you what, Anthony.
Tomorrow, you and I,
we're going to go on a little boys' bonding shopping trip
and I am going to buy you a T-shirt that fits.
Wh-Wh-What do you s... What do you say?
I think it's a good idea.
No, thanks, mate. Shopping's not really my thing.
You're not really into shopping?
Little bit soft for you?
Prefer to stick to punching boys in the ring?
I haven't heard that one before.
Why don't we go shopping and I'll pick you up a new joke book?
Oh!
He got him.
Anthony's on... BAM!
I think he's looking...
Are you looking for a fight, Tony? You want a fight?
No, no, not tonight, mate. I don't want to upset the girlfriend.
I'm hoping to get laid. Oh!
I think he's crossed the line.
I have to defend the honour of my sister.
I'm gonna come down there and I'm gonna sort you out, young Anthony.
After I've... finished playing this song.
One, two, three, four!
You... He started it.
# I am not
# I am not a polyglot
# I can only speak the one language
# I hope you comprendez
# I'll leave you be if be is what you'd rather
# I guarantee you'll never find another
# 'Cause I'm not going anywhere... #
Anthony!
What, are you serious?
The closest I ever got to being in a fight,
I was 17, I was walking down the highway
and this bloke comes past me on a skateboard
and calls me a "fuckin' faggot".
And my brain's going, "Just shut up, Tom.
"Just don't say anything. "
But my mouth goes, "Hey, big boy, fancy a blow job?"
And he stops and just comes back over to me
and just punches me in the side of the face.
What'd you do? Nothing. I just fell over.
That's not a bad idea, in your case.
Honestly, I wouldn't know where to begin.
I've never been in a fight in my life.
You saw my gig tonight.
I'm just so used to deflecting stuff, you know?
Just making light of shit.
Yeah, but that's a gig, mate. People know you're joking.
They know you're bullshitting. What about in your real life?
What if some dude comes up and hits you over the head?
How you going to make light of that? I don't know.
I've got a pretty thick skull.
I can cop a punch in the head once every ten years.
Yeah? What if someone attacks your sis?
Don't listen to a word he says.
Yeah, you know, he almost talks as much as you do.
So what about you?
What?
You know, guys.
Come on, it's cool. You can tell me.
Two, three, four...
Whoa, stop. I don't want to know. ... six, seven...
I said I don't want to know. ... nine...
Hey, stop! ... ten, eleven, twelve...
Now you're really scaring me. Scaring you?
Big tough boxer?
I didn't think anyone could scare you.
Well, you'd be surprised.
What?
You'd be surprised.
Really?
Yeah.
You know, sometimes before a fight...
Mmm.
...I think, "What am I doing here?"
Sometimes...
...I feel like pulling a blanket over my head and disappearing.
You know, but then I remind myself
of this thing my old man told me before my first fight.
He says it to all the kids when he sees that look in their eyes.
He said to me, "Son...
"... you're all the same.
"You've got two fists, one heart.
"So don't be scared. "
He's wrong.
What?
You're not all the same.
Oh, really?
And what would you know?
Thirteen, fourteen...
Hey. ... fifteen...
Hey! Sixteen.
Cake is coming.
Hey, check out the cake.
Make some room for Mum.
Happy birthday!
Open my gift. OK.
Happy birthday. This one?
Yeah. Rip it, Mum. Rip it.
Ohhh!
It's a statue of me. Oh, you wish!
It's like a trophy, Zia. What for?
For putting up with me. Well, it's not big enough.
Happy birthday, Mrs Argo.
Theo.
If you ever get sick of Joe, give me a call.
Hey, stop that!
So, Kate, where did you two meet?
On the ferry.
Antonio, what were you doing on a ferry?
I'm still trying to work that one out.
Ma, don't embarrass Kate in front of everyone, huh?
I'm not embarrassed. Well, I am.
These are the best gnocchi, Mrs Argo.
Slow down, kid. No-one's going to take that away from you!
Dad! It's not a race.
Don't worry about him, Sandro.
That's alright. My mum tells me the same thing.
Tell me, Sandro.
Do you know how to punch in the same way you are eating gnocchi?
Dad, he's a financial advisor.
What? Financial advisor.
So advise me this.
Someone insults my daughter.
What do you do, Sandro, huh? What?
I don't know. I'd...
...give him a dud tip on the stock market?
It's alright, Dad. I'm going to teach him how to throw a punch.
Now you're in trouble.
Don't worry, Sandro. I'll show you a thing or two.
Thanks, mate.
You? What are you going to teach?
You don't even come to training.
Come on, Pa.
You like to play around.
I've been thinking.
Have a month's break.
No training.
Sweet! Hey.
But when you come back, no more playing around.
Salute. Cheers.
Thank you.
Hey, where'd you get your tattoo?
Nowhere.
What does it say?
I guess 'amico' means friend?
Hey, I've got one too. Look.
Hey, Anthony. You should get one.
I told my son, if he get a tattoo, I take it out with a knife.
She was only joking, Pa.
Yeah.
Let's go, huh?
Hey.
Ah, buongiorno. Can we get you some breakfast?
Lascilo, Joe. Leave him alone.
Alright, I leave him alone.
Where you fucking been?
I gotta take a piss.
Don't walk away. Here we go.
You're gonna listen to me. Anthony, you gonna be long?
Jesus, can't anyone take a piss in peace?
Back in training today! No way, Dad.
I'm on a break, remember?
A break?!
You're going out every night, drinking!
And now you're bringing home...
Joe! And you want a break?!
I'll break your head, bastard. Hey?!
Why is she a puttana, hey?! 'Cause she got tattoos?
Anthony, stop it! What about you?!
You want to fight? Let's fight.
Let's fight!
Joe, stop it! Don't!
A hit against your father? Try!
Fuck this!
It's my life.
Stick your boxing up your arse!
Anthony!
Get out of my house. No, Joe!
Get out!
If you ever come back here, I kill you!
Stupid bastard!
Alright!
Alright.
What the hell's wrong? What's wrong?
I'm on the couch.
Hey, boy.
I think you're ready.
I get you a fight.
Oh, it's about time.
We start early tomorrow morning. Six o'clock.
Sweet.
Hey, mate. How's your training going? Pretty good.
When you coming back?
What about my old man? Is he driving you nuts?
He's alright.
Hey, what mob are you from, Athol?
Noongar. Wongai. Jarrakan.
Mum said something about Noongar.
Noongar. Yeah, they're a coastal tribe.
Are you a good fisherman, Athol?
I don't know.
How's your old man? Behaving himself?
Pissed off. Mum said the cunt's gone for good.
See you later, bro. Sign.
'Bye, Athol. See you later.
Thanks for the movie. That was deadly.
His dad's this drunk prick. Gets his kicks out of bashing up his wife.
When he's bored of that, he has a go at the kids too.
Why doesn't she call the police?
Ha. Yeah. Call the white copper. Why didn't she think of that?
Anyway, the old man went round and sorted him out.
Sorted him out?
Yeah. The only thing a bully respects is fear.
Yeah, 'cause solving violence with violence always worked in the past.
Well, it solved it this time.
He's left her alone now, hasn't he?
If it wasn't for my old man,
you know what tribe Athol would be from?
He'd be from the tribe that roams the streets Saturday nights
stealing handbags and mobile phones.
I know my old man can be a pain in the arse,
but he knows right and wrong.
So he's never hit you?
Plenty of times. Mostly I've deserved it.
Well, that's OK then.
Well, he's obviously a wonderful man.
I'd know who to go to if I wanted to get my tat cut out.
You don't know what the fuck you're talking about.
Excuse me. Can I borrow your pad? And your pen?
Now, you hoard of enthusiastic youth.
Last week we looked at the late Dr Albert Ellis
and his role in the development...
...of cognitive behavioural therapy.
This week we're going to look at his 1958 tome 'Sex Without Guilt',
in which he proposes that humanity's mental health is damaged
because we like to shag, but we're worried that it's naughty.
Which to my knowledge is unrelated
to the problems of this sorry specimen.
Although he does look as though he's harbouring guilt
of some description.
Young man, I don't know if Albert Ellis can help you,
but you can certainly help all of us here
by stepping from the threshold upon which you are teetering
and deciding whether you are in or out.
Hmm?
Super-duper, as Dr Ellis would say.
The more, the merrier.
Now, as we enter the subject of sex without guilt,
we have to ask ourselves...
Touch gloves.
Back in corners. OK, relax. Keep moving.
Just study him for the first round or two. Don't get so close.
Good.
Yeah!
It's a fight, not a fucking race.
Good boy.
Concetta, set another place. Nico's gonna stay here.
Ciao, signora. Ciao.
Bring the wine.
You've gotta try my wine. It's the best in the world.
You know the story about Rocky Marciano?
He used to drink one glass of wine every day.
Yeah, I read it when I was on... on holidays there.
On holidays?
Where is Francesca?
She's not home from work yet.
Mmm. Come. I show you your room.
Ready, Nico.
Bathroom is there. This is your room.
Drunks, hey, mate.
I think my finger's broken.
Hmm? Give us a look. Hey, you malaka.
Come on, guys. It's time to go. Come on.
Oh, fuck!
Suck shit.
How do you like it, huh?
What are you laughing at? Give us a hand.
Help me carry him out. I'm not touching him.
Rough night, boys?
What did you do? Roll in dog shit or something?
Mate, this kebab smells like dog shit.
Keep out of trouble, boys.
Hey, look. It's your ugly stepbrother.
Yeah, very funny.
A bit of health food for breakfast?
How's my bed going, Nico? You haven't been whacking off in it, have ya?
Come on, mate. Don't fucking rub it in.
I feel bad as it is.
You know what your dad's like when it comes to boxing.
Don't get upset, Nico. You'll break my fucking heart.
Alright, boys. Better go.
Work off your mum's pasta. She's a lovely lady, your mother.
Your sister's not bad either.
Watch your fucking mouth, bro! It's not worth it.
Fuck you too, malaka. Runs like a wuss.
That was 601.7 rear-wheel horsepower.
That puts the black Monaro in first place.
The Black Mac Performance Dyno Shoot Out.
Oh! This one's mine.
Look at it.
Eh?
It's nice, eh? What do you reckon?
Yeah.
Shall we get it in black?
What's wrong?
I'm going down here. No, no. Go.
Hey, George. Hey, Ant!
Hey, how's it going? There's some nice shit here, huh?
What the fuck are you doing with those guys?
Oh, we just ran into them, mate.
We go to get your car, now you malakas are having a picnic.
No, no, mate, it, uh... it's all sweet now.
We just had a little bit of a misunderstanding.
It's all good now.
Just a little misunderstanding, that's all.
We sorted it out, Ant.
Sorted it out? You know, I didn't see you there.
George.
Hey, is there a problem here?
No problem, Mick. All sweet.
Yeah, not a problem if money can fix it, eh, you fat piece of shit.
No, fuck you, Akidis!
Let's go, Theo.
You're lucky, champ.
I said you're lucky.
If it wasn't for George here,
I'd beat the absolute fucking crap out of you again.
Yeah, keep talking, pussy.
You know it too.
Keep walking, you fucking pussy.
Keep walking.
You know, Mick, we should put this shit to rest.
Mmm.
Break it up!
Break it up.
Break it up! Break it up!
Hmm.
Forget it.
I'm over it.
What do you mean? I didn't think you were like that.
Like what?
Kate! Kate, let me explain. Look, I'm sorry. I...
I tried to walk away.
Yeah, you tried
to walk away, but you didn't.
No, I don't care about the reasons, who's right or wrong.
All I know is you were out with me and all of a sudden, I'm no-one,
and you're in the middle of a punch-up.
He was asking for it! You're not listening to me.
I don't care.
It was a different fucking story that night on the ferry.
You were right.
You are an animal.
Is that what you think?
Forget it.
You right, Col?
I just gotta chuck the cash in the safe and we're gone.
Hey, you wanna grab a drink?
Yeah.
So, you heard from Kate?
No.
So, it's over, huh?
Yeah.
I think she likes you, mate.
You reckon? Yeah.
What are you having, champ? Uh... Scotch. Scotch Coke.
Scotch Coke? Yeah.
Cheers, mate.
Look at that.
Beware of Greeks bearing gifts.
Malakas.
Come on, let's get out of here.
We're right.
Mum. Oh, Ant!
Anthony. How you doing?
I'd better get this angel into the procession. See you later.
Ciao.
Hey, Sandro wants to ask you something.
Yeah?
Will you be a groomsman at our wedding?
We're getting engaged! Serious?!
Come here and give me... Oh!
Congratulations.
The engagement party's at their place.
So you have to come. Bring Kate.
It'll be nice. The family all together.
You seen Dad?
Excuse me.
Pa.
Good news about Francesca and Sandro, huh?
How you been?
Better than you.
I see you changed your training methods.
What?!
I saw Nico at the Luxe Bar, three in the morning,
drunk, partying with that sheila... Akidis's girl.
That's not bad, Pa. I might come back myself.
That's why you come here? To start trouble?
I'm not trying to start trouble, Pa. I'm just telling you.
So now you told me. Piss off.
I'll piss off.
Nice to see you too, Pop.
Watch that halo doesn't slip off your head.
Nico.
Look at this!
Sporcaccione.
He's not there.
All his stuff's gone.
Oi, don't forget the rims.
Where is your old man?
Hey, Joe, where do you think you're going?
Come on, try. I knock you out.
You!
You fucking snake.
Hey, calm down, Joe. Relax.
Nico, what are you doing here with this pappagallo?
You know fuck-all about boxing.
Maybe, but Al Vardy knows enough.
He's already got three Australian champions.
Look, Joe, you're a good trainer,
but when it comes to business, forget it.
I mean, he didn't even have a contract.
Contract? Who needs contracts? I had his word.
You see what I mean?
I already got him a shot at the Australian title in four weeks.
And Nico gets half the door.
I was setting that up.
Yeah, but not for this sort of money.
I gotta think about my future, Joe.
I treated you like my own son.
Come on, Joe.
You didn't treat me that bad.
We'll see.
Let's see what you got. Are you ready for me?
Stick your left foot forward, drop your right back.
Relax your shoulders. Elbows in. Chin down.
I want your jab coming from your chin.
Yeah, that's it. Snap it out. Bang!
So, what's she up to?
Um... she just finished exams.
Pretty happy about that.
She's got a new boyfriend.
Really good looking, you know, smart doctor type.
Big car, you know. Huge penis.
He's got this unusually large cock.
You bastard. No, don't...
Yeah, no, she's good, though.
Doesn't matter anyway, mate. She doesn't want anything to do with me.
She never gave me a chance to explain.
Yeah, what? Your upbringing? Your dad?
We've all got dads, mate.
Not like mine.
Yeah, what's his excuse? Does he blame his dad?
You know, eventually you get to choose
which parts of your parents you wanna keep.
# I believe it
# I know it's true
# I'll believe it
# For you. #
46.
47.
48.
49... 50.
That's all. Go.
Is that all? You normally make me do 100.
It's enough for today. Go.
Ladies and gentlemen!
Welcome to the Australian title fight
between the reigning champion Craig "The King" Kingston
and the man they call "The Bull", Nico Mancini.
Ah!
Go, Nico. Go in with your left, Nico.
Angelo. Coffee.
Nico, come on.
Ladies and gentlemen,
the new Australian middleweight champion,
"The Bull", Nico Mancini!
I'd just like to take this moment to thank Costa Akidis over there
for putting the title on and sticking with me.
And also, I'd like to thank my trainer here, Al Vardy.
He's worked really hard...
What about thanking Joe Argo, you dog?
...and, uh... tonight, this is a result of it.
Thanks very much.
Hey, Pa.
I wanna start boxing again.
Yeah?
Good luck with it.
Pa, I want to fight him.
What are you fucking talking about? Are you crazy?
Yeah. I wonder where I got that from.
So now you wanna fight? It's too late.
Pa!
I'm not interested.
Come on, Ant, move!
Off the rope. Come on, Ant, tie him up!
Yes!
Look at this Theo. Idiot!
Look at the way he's holding the pads.
He's fighting with a midget.
Oh, leave them alone, Joe. At least they're trying.
Trying? No fucking clue.
Well, why don't you go and help them, Mr Know-it-all?
It's not my problem anymore. It is your problem.
He's your son.
Now look at you. You don't leave the house.
You... you hardly speak. What's wrong with you?
No! You're gonna listen to me.
All his life, all you cared about was boxing.
From the moment he could walk, he could punch.
He couldn't go and play with other kids.
He couldn't do anything because you wouldn't let him.
You forced him to do what you wanted.
Who's forcing him now?!
Oh, don't you understand, you... you stupid old man?
He's doing it for you.
Just like you always wanted him to.
Oh, forget about yourself for once in your life.
Stop feeling sorry for yourself and worry about your son.
Don't let him do this without you.
Don't turn your back on him because he needs you.
Madonna mia, Joe. If you don't help him...
Conni.
Concetta! He's your son, goddamn you!
That was Mum on the phone.
She wanted to know if we'd eaten.
I'm not hungry.
You OK?
I know why you're doing this.
Come on, Pa. I started.
Let me finish.
When I was young...
...my dream...
My big dream...
...was to fight in the Olympics.
For my country.
And win a gold medal.
I was only 20 and I make the Olympic team.
Then...
...with 10 days to go...
...I got in trouble...
...and I went to prison.
Arturo Carbone, who I beat in the qualifiers,
took my place in the Italian team...
...and won a silver medal.
Anyway...
...I spent the next three years...
...in Marassi prison.
It's where you got your tattoo.
Si.
And that is why, son,
sometimes I'm strange and sometimes I'm pushing you...
Pa. Pa. Stop.
It's cool.
Thanks.
Hey.
Don't use the right hand, OK?
Good.
Move around. Hey! What are you doing there?
There is an old Sicilian saying...
If a dog...
...stops for a shit, it won't catch the rabbit.
You're right. All of you, back to work. Even you, Theo!
Back to work.
OK, boy.
Dad! Dad!
Come out here! What?
Yeah, get out here, Akidis. I want to talk business.
Want to buy a car? No.
I don't want to buy a car.
Oh.
Got you selling too now?
Yeah, we're partners, Joe.
He trained you good.
Like a little puppy.
What the fuck are you doing here, anyway?! Huh?!
I'm teaching you a lesson.
You fucking teach me a lesson? You won't be teaching me nothing.
I'm sick of you talking and mouthing off all the time
and I wish you were 20 years younger
so I could teach you a fucking lesson.
Funny what you said.
My son is 20 years younger than me.
You want your has-been son to fight my boy?
Forget it! You're worried, Akidis.
Ha! No, no, I'm not worried, Joe. I'm not worried.
Yeah? Maybe you're right.
Maybe it's not such a good idea.
I trained both of them.
I know Nico Mancini, I know my son.
Stick to selling cars, Nico.
More safe.
Hey, wait a minute.
Costa, set it up. Come on...
No, set it up!
You're a better boxer than he is.
He's never been past five rounds.
20 seconds.
Faster!
Speed. Faster!
Rev it up!
Run!
Go!
That's it!
How's it going?
OK.
It's nice to see you.
Yeah, well, I've done a couple of drive-bys, seen the light on.
Are you stalking me or something? No.
I'm just missing you.
I see you're fighting again.
Yeah. Yeah, boxing. Not fighting.
You know, trying to keep it in the ring.
Kate, I was thinking about us... No, stop.
Just...
...don't say it.
I'm sorry too.
I'd better go.
Good luck with everything.
Thanks.
OK, this kid can box, so I want you to cut the ring off and corner him.
Rough him up at every opportunity. Throw him off his game.
Don't let him box. Righto, warm him up.
He's ready.
Use your brains.
Wait for him to come to you.
What if I get a chance?
Only if you catch him.
Don't go for the knockout and don't mix it with him.
OK. Good.
Oi, oi! Come on, gloves up.
Please welcome Anthony Argo!
Go, Anthony. Go, Anthony!
It's on. Let's see who the Australian champion is.
Let's get ready to rumble!
I can assure you,
there's no love lost between these two boys.
It's incredible! That's right, George.
And Nico Mancini said earlier today that it's a pity
that someone's gonna have to get hurt in tonight's fight.
But he believes it's going to be a very early night for Anthony Argo.
Let's hear it for the champion, Nico "The Bull" Mancini!
You're awesome, baby! Yeah!
Number one!
No more do we talk. Fists will do the talking.
Your referee in charge of tonight's fight...
Referee's struggling to separate them. The fight hasn't begun yet.
OK, fellas, you both know what I expect from you. OK?
I want a good, clean, hard fight.
May the best man win.
Come out boxing at the bell.
Touch gloves.
With two undefeateds in the ring tonight, George,
as they say, someone's 'O's gotta go.
Hey, Anthony, remember what I told you.
Box!
Nah, mate.
Jab and move. Move! Watch the legs!
Yeah, come on! Go!
Ohh!
Mancini's getting into him. A couple of body shots.
Corner him! Corner him!
Come on, off the ropes. Move!
Watch your heads, boys. Watch your heads.
Come on, Antonio!
Watch your shoulders!
That's what I'm talking about!
Get up, get up, get up!
Come on, keep moving.
Come on. Five...
You alright? You alright? OK.
He's alright, Joe. He's up.
Box!
Time!
Come on. I got ya.
Come on, boys, back to your corner. Back to your corner!
He got you down. You'd better be careful.
Keep your right up, eh?
Don't worry about him. Concentrate.
Nice right hand. You caught him. Keep the pressure on.
Just box. And move. Do as I tell you.
Antonio, he is good. OK.
Keep your fucking hands up.
Let's go!
Box!
Come on!
Yeah! Come on, mate.
Beautiful. Good boy. Beautiful.
Mate, he's making a fucking fool of you.
Change of plan. Go to the centre of the ring.
Make the bastard come to you.
Box!
Come here. Come on. Fight, boys.
Come here and fight.
Come down here, you chicken.
Mancini's just holding his guard down.
He's saying, "Come on, buddy, come on. I'm the experienced champ here.
"I'm the man. Come on. "
Come on.
Go harder!
Watch your heads!
Push it!
Yes!
A thundering left hook by Mancini. This is unbelievable.
He's gotta move in for the kill and try and finish this right now.
Box!
OK? Move to the corner.
Yes!
Mancini's been sat on the canvas for the first time.
One, two, three... I slipped.
Four. I slipped!
Five.
Six, seven.
Hey, you alright?
Box!
Come on!
Oi! OK?
He's thrown a punch after the bell.
That was a fantastic round.
Hey! What the fuck are you doing?!
He caught you! Eh?! I caught him too.
Keep your bloody left hand up. He caught you!
I slipped. Bullshit!
You fucking listen to me! I tell you what to do, not him!
Huh?!
It's OK, but if it gets any worse, I'm stopping the fight, OK?
Do you understand? You got two more fucking rounds.
Knock the bastard out!
Nico powers through Anthony's jab,
catching him with a barrage of punches.
Watch your heads.
Heads up. Get out of there!
One, two...
Three, four...
He's hurt. Five.
Six, seven, eight.
You right?
OK.
Box!
OK, to your corner.
That's it. Two!
He's gone. Three.
He's alright, Joe. Look. Four!
Five.
Six.
Seven.
You alright? You want to stop it? Mate, you alright?
Come on, get up, Ant!
Box!
Come on!
What a fantastic fight.
To your corner!
Back to your corner.
To the corner! Come on, back to your corner.
That's it! You got him. It's over!
Finish the mongrel off!
If he knocks you down again, I'm going to stop the fight.
Anthony!
Anthony...
I'm going to stop it. No.
I'm not going to let you do this, son. Your hands are down.
You're not defending yourself.
You have only 30 seconds to do something.
30 seconds! Or I'm throwing the towel! Finito!
Yeah!
Argo sensational...
And a big right hand from Argo. Mancini has walked right into it.
Five.
OK? I'm right.
Box!
Yes!
The crowd is going absolutely berserk.
Yeah!
Move to your corner. Two!
Mancini was trying to finish off Argo.
Three, four. One more knockdown and it's over.
Five, six, seven.
Box!
Yeah!
Champ, yeah, you did it!
What happened?
He's won! The biggest upset!
Trained by his father, Joe. The crowd is going ballistic.
Unbelievable. Way to move around. We've a new champion.
Mama!
Well done, Joe! Sis!
Put it on, Pa.
What are you talking about?
Yeah, come on, Joe.
Pa, this one's for you.
I love you, Pa. You're the champ.
What can I say, ladies and gentlemen?
Joe Argo, the new Australian champion!
A few words from Anthony!
I just want to say... that's it.
I've had my last fight. I'm retired.
You want to retire? What's wrong with you?
Aargh!
Bravo!
Yeah.