03x06 - All Talk

[bunniefuu]

I've never broken down before.

I always hold up.

That's how I live.

What I'm seeing is
nothing that would account

for the tingling and
weakness in your hands.

I can't train.

Alvey, this is a million-dollar fight.

Now either you're gonna f*cking
call Garo, or I'm gonna do it myself.

We'd like to know if you'd be willing

to make a small donation
to help that cause.

I'm so sorry, man. I'm in a hurry today.

- How'd you buy that big-ass TV back there?
- Okay, okay,

you guys need to get off my property.

Did you tell Dom he
could sell that in my gym?

No. What are you talking about?

You better take care
of this f*cking guy.

I'm telling you, I got him up to here.

Amy.

I'm going to Madison
to be with my parents.

- But not tonight.
- I waited so that you could say goodbye.

Nate got offered a fight.

They need an answer by
tonight. He wants it.

Keith's a buddy of mine.

He's k*lled two men.

His life is over.

Let us pray.

Don't... Easy. Easy.

- Weren't... weren't we just f*cking...
- f*ck you!

We f*cked once.

And no one can know about it.

[Fingers tapping tabletop]

[Tapping continues]

[Sniffs]

[Indistinct conversations]

[Knock on door frame] Mr. Wheeler.
Detective Fromm.

- Hey.
- Oh, sh*t, man.

They didn't let you clean up?

- No.
- Those f*cking morons.

Hey!

Hey, can we get some wet paper
towels down here, please?

- [Telephone rings]
- Thank you.

Hey, we have someone in common.

Alvey Kulina?

- [Mug thuds]
- [Sighs]

Yeah, he trained a couple of us.

He wore my ass out.

You tell him I said hello, huh?

I will.

[Door closes]

Jesus, you had a f*cking night, huh?

Okay, in your own words,

why don't you just
tell me what happened?

I was, uh... [Sniffs]

I went out. I was... [Inhales sharply]

Having a couple of drinks.

Who were you with?

[Sniffs]

Myself.

What time did you get home?

: , uh, : somethin'.

Then what?

Um...

I went inside... [Inhales sharply]

And...

[Swallows]

I saw the door was busted, and...

They were still in there.

And it... it was on.

[Grunts softly]

- [Pound on door]
- Yeah.

Thank you.

You want a cup of coffee?

- No.
- All right.

Bye.

[Door creaks, closes]

[Telephones ringing in distance]

- So these guys...
- [Clears throat]

Uh, you say you've seen
these guys before.

Yeah. Earlier in the day.

They came to the house,
um, askin' for, um...

- A donation.
- [Pen scratching]

Yeah, they were
definitely casing your place.

What was... what was his name?

Who?

The, uh...

The guy that I, uh, that I...

- the...
- [Stifles grunt]

[Whispers] That I f*cked up?
[Inhales sharply]

- Uh, Leonard...
- [Paper rustles]

Leonard something like...
like, Shaff or Shaffer.

- [Whispers] Yeah. Yeah.
- It's Leonard Shaffer.

Mm. Mm-hmm.

[Paper rustles]

[Voice breaks] Did I k*ll him?

No.

No, but he's critical.

[Inhales sharply]

Ryan, hang in there.

[Exhales slowly]

You gotta clear something up for me.

[Inhales deeply]

Why'd you chase him down?

[Sniffles, stifles sob]

[Swallows]

- Were you in fear for your life?
- [Sniffles]

- [Voice breaks] Me?
- Yeah.

[Breathes shakily]

Did you believe they were
going to get a w*apon?

- [Sniffs, clears throat]
- [Grunts]

Listen, man.

I'm not trying to jam you up.

You b*at a man outside your home.

You pursued him.

That complicates things a little bit.

- I need to know...
- [Sniffles]

... that you were in fear for your life.

[Swallows]

Somethin', Ryan.

You gotta give me somethin',

or you're not going home tonight.

[Swallows]

I was in fear for my life.

Why?

'Cause I believed that they
were gonna get a w*apon,

and I couldn't let them do that.

[Sighs]

- [Clears throat]
- Okay.

Okay. [Taps tabletop]

I'd have done the same thing.

[Sniffles, exhales deeply]

[Stifles sob]

Okay, you stay put.

I'm gonna get you a ride

- home, all right?
- [Sniffs]

- Here, put that in there.
- [Inhales sharply]

- There's more towels right there.
- Thanks.

- You use 'em.
- Thanks.

- I'll be right back.
- [Door opens]

[Crying]

[Door closes]

[Continues crying]

[Crow cawing]

[Dog barking in distance]

[Loud thud, object crashes]

[Helicopter whirring]

[Siren wailing in distance]

[Baseball bat clinks]

[Inhales deeply]

[Beads clinking]

[Baseball bat clanks]

Ohh.

[Groans, exhales deeply]

- Mornin'.
- [Speaks indistinctly]

Uh, I made the oatmeal.

Yep. I see that.

It's, uh, it's all over the floor.

[Sighing deeply]

What is this? What,
four nights in a row?

Sorry, Mom.

What time did you get in?

What time is it right now? [Mutters]

- [Thud]
- It's about : .

Recently.

[Sniffs, groans]

[Pot clatters]

Where'd you go?

Jesus Christ.

- [Knob clicks]
- Where didn't I go?

You know what's sad?

You... you're not
eating oatmeal anymore?

No, what's sad is, um...

[Knob clicks]

... you're years old, you know.

[Inhales deeply] Fight day!

[Beads clink]

Morning.

Morning.

It's payday.

[Bills rustle]

- What? They didn't tip me?
- They weren't happy.

[Scoffs] That's bullshit.
I did girl-on-girl and two guys.

They said you had a bad attitude,

like you didn't wanna be there.

Oh, my God. I literally did
everything they wanted.

Ah. That's the problem, Kayla.

You gotta make it feel like you want it.

You gotta sell it. That's your job.

I can barely f*cking walk, okay?

Sweetie, maybe this isn't for you.

- What's not for me?
- This business.

You're working half as
much as the other girls.

Maybe it's not what you
thought it would be.

Whatever. This place
is just a stepping-stone.

To what?

To making money and getting famous.

That's not a goal.

I'm not trying to have your life.

What exactly would you
know about my life?

I know that you're broke and
you're still selling p*ssy.

And I think it's sad and
I feel bad for you.

How many cam shows are you doing today?

Two.

Do five. [Scoffs]

You're here to make
money, not sit around.

[Rock music playing]

You ready?

I'm not feeling it today, man.

- You're not feeling it today?
- Yeah.

You haven't done sh*t in
a week, man. You gotta work.

- Maybe... maybe this afternoon.
- Can't do it. Can't do it, man.

I got press, and then I gotta
get Nate ready for tonight.

Well, then, tomorrow.

Why tomorrow? Let's do it now.

We're both here. Come on.
What's the problem?

It's been five f*cking days, man.
You gotta let this go.

He's still in the f*cking ICU.

- How do you know?
- I called the detective.

You gotta stop doing that, bro.

The guy broke into your house.
You did what you had to do.

I'd have sh*t the m*therf*cker.
I dream about that sh*t.

They charge you with anything?

- No.
- No. You know why?

'Cause you didn't do anything wrong.

You're lucky you didn't
break your hand on that c**t.

Come on, let's just get
dressed. You get dressed.

We'll roll around.
You can punch me in the face.

You'll feel better, I promise.

We'll go tomorrow, swear to God.

I just need one more day.

[Sighs] Okay. Tomorrow.

You're gonna come to, uh, you're
gonna come to Nate's fight, right?

Yeah, I'll be there.

All right, we're gonna go hard tomorrow,

so don't drink too much, okay?

You either.

- f*ck you.
- [Chuckles]

[Clicking]

Unfortunately, that
was our last oatmeal.

But I am gonna go to the supermarket,

and you will be fattened with oatmeal

within the hour.

It's all good, man. I'll just, uh,

I'll get some food at the gym.

Why are you going so early?

[Dog barking]

Dad wants me there for some press thing.

What is it?

Just some... some interviews

and sh**ting some stuff around the gym.

Mm-hmm. But what's the angle?

Is it like a...

Like a family thing?

Definitely is.

Family is the low-hanging,

ass in the seats fruit
of fight promotion.

Ahem.

This is how I would pitch it,

if asked.

"The Kulinas: Portrait
of a Combat Family."

I'd start out with

a-a black-and-white
photo of a young Alvey,

center cage.

Got his chest hair matted and bloody,

his championship belt proudly
hanging across his waist.

His young boy and infant son held aloft.

Face turned towards the heavens.

We cut a few years.

Those same young brothers

- now young men...
- [Zips bag]

... learning the Warrior's Way

at the knee of their
battle-scarred father.

Then...

Dissolve to, like, right
now, present day.

The aged lion in winter

gnashes his teeth one last time

as his loyal sons follow behind him,

carrying robe and belt.

Yeah. Something like that.

[Sighs]

See ya.

But wait. Hold on.

There's a gaping plot hole.

Where is that second son?

He's on a -day coke bender,

and he's too f*cked up to
make a bowl of oatmeal.

Well, I think you're takin'
that out of context. Don't you, Nate?

I think the context makes it worse.

Get some sleep. See you later.

[Gate opens, closes]

I need to cancel an appointment
I had for, uh, tomorrow.

Dr. Amato.

Kulina.

Kulina?

Yeah.

And did she have me down
for an MRI as well?

- Yeah, I need to cancel that, too.
- [Knock on door]

No, I'm gonna be away for about a month.

I-I'll, uh, once I settle back in,

I'll... I'll give you guys a call.

Thanks. Hey.

- We're ready for you.
- [Sighs]

How long is this gonna take?

A couple of hours.

They need some singles,
some of you and Nate,

and then some sh*ts of you training.

This is gonna take all day. [Sniffs]

Well, we're waiting on you, diva.

- You speak to Ryan?
- No, I can't get ahold of him.

He bailed on me again. I mean,

he's all f*cked up over what happened.

sh*t. I know where this is going.

Well, can you talk to him?

Yeah. I will go over there and
talk to him this afternoon.

Wait, wait, wait, wait.
Come here. [Drawer opens]

I need you to help me
with something. Shut the door.

[Drawer and door close]

- What is that?
- Toradol.

Is it still that bad?

It's worse.

Just don't want to seem
like a f*cking gimp

in front of all these photographers.

- Mm.
- [Inhales deeply] [Unzips pants]

Control yourself. [Chuckles]

Hold still. Careful now.

You might feel a little prick.

Ah. That's what she said.

It's a terrible joke, my friend.

- There you go, tough guy.
- [Syringe clatters]

- You comin' out?
- Yeah, be right there.

- Thanks.
- Mm-hmm.

I miss this.

Mac: Me, too, buddy.

[Growls]

Just two f*cking Velociraptors

pulling a midday shift.

Unbridled.

[Mouth full] I worked this morning.

Of course you did.

Saving lives.

Nurse Mackles R. Sullivan.

Profile in Courage.

I had a guy take an
intentional sh*t in his bed.

- That's very aggressive.
- It was premeditated.

Guy told me yesterday,
"I'm gonna sh*t in this bed,

and you're gonna f*cking clean it up."

And the assh*le followed through.

- ♪ Brother Johnny ♪
- [Sighs deeply]

♪ He bought a plane ♪

You should Angel of Death
that m*therf*cker.

- Yeah, I thought about it.
- You ever put anyone to sleep?

No.

No, I never m*rder*d anybody at work.

You're a very docile man, Mac.
I like that about you.

- Cheers.
- Mm.

To the day.

♪ Well, all right ♪

- To us.
- ♪ Ooh, ooh, ooh ♪

Ahh.

♪ Ooh, ooh, ooh ♪

You know what we need?

Money.

Women.

We need women, Mac.
Women with loose morals.

I'm thinking of one in particular.

Mac...

- Let's call Ashlee.
- No.

- What do you say?
- Don't call Ashlee.

Come on, why? She's friends with Shelby?

- Yeah.
- Give me a f*cking break.

Shelby doesn't want to be with you, Mac.

I'm not gonna... I'm
having a baby with her.

I can't go hanging around
with broads she knows.

Shelby hasn't made any
responses to your overtures.

- Come on.
- No, sir.

What is she waiting for?
The second f*cking kid?

- I'm growing on her.
- Mac, she wants no part of you.

I don't mean to be cruel,
but them's the facts, sir.

Despite the fact that
your size, I think,

- would make you a great f*cking father.
- Thank you.

♪ Ooh ♪

- [Chair scrapes]
- Damn it!

f*ck, Jay!

Do not f*cking suck today.

What the f*ck you doing?

♪ Ya te robasta mi television
y mi radio today. ♪

♪ Y ahora quiere llevarse mi carro ♪

Yeah, all right.
That's compelling. I'm in.

g*dd*mn right it's compelling.

Mac, this is gonna be
such a f*ckin' good day, sir,

that you're gonna have a hard time

not getting f*cking laid.

- ♪ Ooh, ooh, ooh ♪
- Fetch your bag.

I'm calling the m*therf*cking women.

Don't call Ashlee.

♪ Hey, Johnny, they
looking for you, man ♪

- Ashlee.
- Jay, f*ck!

[Knock on screen door]

- Yeah.
- Yo, brother. You all right?

- [Door unlocks]
- Mm.

Hey, man.

I'm scared of myself.

I b*at the f*cking life out of him.

Didn't have to.

They were f*cking running, man.
They didn't get anything.

And I just... Dude,
I couldn't f*cking stop myself.

[Siren wailing in distance]

f*ck.

f*cking scary sh*t, huh?

Yeah.

I got that rage, too.

I knew.

I mean, I would... I
would lose it, brother.

I mean, I would f*cking go off.

And all that... that
rage and adrenaline...

[Snaps fingers]
... just go away like that,

then I'd fall to the f*cking floor.

You know that feeling?

Yeah.

Mm.

You know what that means?

Means you got a conscience.

Means you're not an animal.

You're just a man, brother,

that's seen more f*cked
up sh*t than most people.

Yeah.

You were dealt that sh*t.

It ain't on you, brother.

It ain't on you.

But you can't isolate
yourself. Don't do that.

You call me. You call Alvey.
You call Lisa.

Anybody, right?

Just don't let it get
in your f*cking head.

You'll lose yourself, you start
thinking f*cking crazy sh*t.

"Am I a fighter because
my life is this way?"

"Is my life this way because
I'm a f*cking fighter?"

Or is life just sh*t
and you're a fighter?

That's the club we in, brother.

The club we in.

The dues are a m*therf*cker,

but they gotta be paid.

What'd Alvey say?

He said I'm lucky I
didn't break my hand.

- Really?
- Yeah.

I mean, you can't... you
can't fault him for that.

Looking out for your career, right?

- Yeah.
- His... his, too.

His, too.

You're a business, man, you know?

[Cellphone rings, vibrates]

[Ring]

m*therf*cker.

[Cellphone thuds]

- Who is that?
- [Ring]

Dickhead reporter. He keeps calling me.

[Ring] I gotta piss.
You want another one?

Brother, I'm doing what you're doing.

[Bottle thuds]

[Ring]

- [Ring]
- [Sighs]

[Ringing stops]

Alvey: I've been doing
this since I could walk.

Joe: Nice.
[Speaks indistinctly] [Grunting]

My father fought. My grandfather.

You wanna be a Kulina,
you gotta learn how to handle yourself.

It's in the DNA.

When I was , my father put me to work.

Yeah. He used to run this...
this, uh, this bar.

Cozy's. Dive.

Real sh*t part of town, you know?

A lot of drunks.

The, uh, the regulars, you know,

they'd run up a tab and
sometimes they couldn't pay.

You know, hard... hard times, whatever.

So he... he started
giving 'em a choice...

You either pay your bill

or you go and fight my son Alvey.

Yeah. You win, we're good.
We're settled, right?

You lose, I want your
watch or your gold chain

or I want the title to
your piece of sh*t car.

Whatever... whatever it was.
Anything... anything of value.

Every Sunday, bar none,

he would drive me down
to that bar parking lot,

and there'd be two or
three guys waiting for me.

Didn't matter how cold it was.

Dead of winter, there'd be
a couple guys there.

And I fought 'em, one at a time.

I fought 'em. Grown men.

I was a kid.

Yeah.

But I'll tell you something.

I won more of those fights
than I lost. Made me a man.

I was too afraid to tell my mother,

but it made me a man.

[Grunting]

[Chime blares]

- Joe: All right?
- [Speaks indistinctly]

- [Speaks indistinctly]
- [Knock on screen door]

[Knocks]

[Siren wailing in distance]

- Oh.
- [Unlocks door]

[Speaks indistinctly] Why are you here?

I'm talking to Ryan. What's up?

[Sighs]

Where is he?

Ryan: Hey.

- Lisa: Hi.
- I'll catch you later.

- You're going?
- Yeah.

- You're out?
- Yeah.

- Take one for the road?
- No, I'm okay.

All right.

- You all right?
- Yeah.

[Pats arm] Hey, remember what I said.

Yeah. Okay?

You want a drink?

Uh, what time is it?

Middle of the day.

Then I'll have vodka.

I'm out of ice cubes.

Then I'll have vodka.

[Camera shutter clicks]

Nate: The Japanese loved him.

Uh, you know, he... he was over there
all the time when I was a kid.

I was too young to go, but...
but Jay went a couple times.

I don't know. I don't really
think of him as a legend.

I mean, I-I knew he was a-a big deal.

He was important, but, um...

not... not legend, necessarily.

In the gym, he... he was very important,

and we could feel that.

No, there was never pressure. No.

I mean, it's the family business.

You know, my... My father always
encouraged my brother and me

to be ourselves,

both as... as fighters and... and men.

Hey, Melody. It's Jay Kulina.

I need you to drop
everything you're doing

and come to my house, posthaste.

Only an intimate, little...
[Sniffs] pool party.

Stimulants and booze provided.

Hello. How you doin', Erin?

Nope.

Single as a drifter and I
am in need of your company.

Nope. Not married.

Well, the theme is scantily clad

- with Mexican undertones.
- [Ice crunches]

And I want you and Shana and Amanda...

No.

f*ck me. I did not know that.

Can you send my thoughts and
prayers to her family, please?

Yeah, she... We had a kid.

- But they...
- [Rattle clatters]

... no longer live here.

Maya.

Mm-hmm.

Oh, no, she's with her
mom and her family.

Wisconsin, yeah.

[Whirring]

Nate: My father always
told me, you know,

"If it's important to you,
you'll find a way.

If not, you'll find an excuse."

[Alvey speaks indistinctly]

Yeah, I went through a pretty bad slump.

You know, I was... I
was hanging my head,

feeling sorry for myself.

Right hook. Nice.

He questioned my desire to be a fighter.

Right. Step out. Jab the right.

Pissed him off.

Block. Good. Block.

But you have to be able
to answer that question.

You know, you can't lie to yourself.

You... you gotta be
willing to bleed for it.

My father never smiled.

The day I left home, we shook hands.

You know, I mean, did he
love me? Yeah, you know.

I didn't always know it.

You know, when you're fighting,
it takes you all over the world.

You know, and you're not...
You're not home

as much as you wanna be.
But when I was home,

we were always... we
were always together.

- Yeah.
- Yeah.

Yeah, him and his brother would
come to the gym with me every day.

You know, they were my shadows.

That's probably why we're...
We're still so close.

- Alvey: Who's better than Navy Street?
- All: No one.

- No one. Who's better than Navy Street?
- All: No one!

- Who's better than Navy Street?!
- No...

That it?

- Man: Yeah.
- Man: Let's break it down.

All right, uh, just, uh,
we'll get you shaken out,

and, uh, the rest of the
day is yours. Did you, uh...

Uh, did you tell your
brother about this?

Yeah. Yeah, I did.

I should've ask him to come, huh?

- He wouldn't have come.
- No?

No.

I've gotten a lot of interview
requests, all positive.

And sponsors have been reaching out.

Tell them thank you, but
I'm not interested.

It might be good to talk, you know?

- Mm. Get your story out there?
- Why would I do that?

Because it's a great story.

And if it's picked up nationally,

then it would be amazing for your brand.

I don't care about that. [Sighs]

Hey.

Don't feel bad about this.

It was a home invasion with
some piece of sh*t criminal

who would've probably k*lled
you if he had the chance.

Hey, listen, listen.
No interview, Lisa, okay?

I did this sh*t with my father,
and I'm not doing it again.

Done.

[Siren wailing in distance]

Okay.

I'm not trying to be f*cking difficult.

No. I know.

It's fine.

- Okay.
- [Kisses cheek]

Why was Dom here?

Just hanging out. Why?

You know I suspended him, right?

Yeah, for the protein powder thing.
But he knows he f*cked up.

Well, it's just kind of
dicey between him and Alvey,

and you're Alvey's fighter.

He came over as a friend,
and I appreciated that.

Alvey's got friends. I've got friends.

- It's not an issue.
- Okay.

- I'm gonna see you tonight, right?
- Yes.

Hey.

Yeah.

[Purse thumps]

[Denney and the Jets'
"Lovin' Days" playing]

Who's comin'?

Nobody is f*cking coming, Mac.

- What do you mean?
- [Liquor sloshes]

I mean...

I'm a double sword, man.

- I'm a...
- [Sniffs, exhales sharply]

... double-edge, you know?

Man creates a new life...

[Clicks tongue]

[Strained voice] only to
be exiled from his old life.

You know, I have no idea what
the f*ck you're talking about.

- Here.
- f*cking life, Mac.

Come here. Take it. Before Amy?

- [Sniffs]
- [Whistles]

Yeah, it's f*cking deeper
than that, because I'm like...

I'm... I'm like... I'm locked
up in a f*cking penile colony.

I'm locked up like a...
Like a f*cking leper here.

[Inhaling]

I'm getting sick of this.

- [Tapping]
- Oh, f*ck! [Sniffs]

Not... not... No, no, no, no. Not you.

Not... not... not this.

- [Sniffs]
- But I love you.

- You know, again, just, uh...
- [Sniffs]

I don't know. I don't want to
be the old guy at the club.

[Inhaling]

Mm. Ahh.

♪ Baby, I'll pick you up ♪

♪ Get you high as the ceiling ♪

- [Tapping]
- You don't get it.

[Tap, object clatters]

Regulations abound, Mac.

Restrictions. You understand?

That's the only way I can put it.

It's not an open road, man.

You're not sitting at
the teppanyaki grill,

getting f*cking shrimp
tossed into your mouth.

There's no steaming volcano of onion.

♪ Our lovin' days ♪

Your appetite is not addressed.

You're starving.

Okay?

Your thirst not quenched.

It's a dry f*cking desert, Mac.

♪

[Sniffs]

Jay, I...

I-I just, uh...

[Inhaling]

I just don't know if I wanna be
doing this in, like, years.

or years, that's all.

- [Smack, thud]
- Jesus!

Goddamnit, Jay. Get... get out of here.

- Not... no, no, no! Don't!
- [Smack]

- Goddamnit!
- [Objects clatter]

[Groans]

f*ck!

[Glass rattles]

Why can't we just...
f*cking hate doing things.

You f*cking... You need this, Mac.

God! [Strained voice] No, I don't.

- Yes.
- [Inhales slowly]

No, look, the kid's staying at Shelby's.

Shelby sees you got this bassinet. Ow.

- That's a f*cking gesture, Mac.
- [Groans]

That's a f*cking man

standing up on his own two
f*cking feet for his woman.

- You understand?
- [Sniffs]

Yeah. All right, all right. Okay.

This...

This. Oh, Mac.

Top of the f*cking line.

Very European.

We got dual suspension,

a ton of anti-suffocation technology.

This is premium, Mac. Take a look.

Put your hands on it, Mac. Feel it.

There you go.

What do you think? Huh?

Will the color work for a boy?

g*dd*mn right it will. [Sniffs]

- No, no, no. You... you keep it.
- Mac...

- What if she comes back?
- I need you to f*cking take it!

- It's a g*dd*mn f*cking...
- All right, all right.

... empty casket for me right here now.

Let's... let's get it
the f*ck out of here.

You're gonna love this.

You're gonna not regret having
taken it, Mac. I'm telling you.

- [Knock on door]
- [Sighs] What?

Christina: Hey.

I'm about to do a show, so you
can stop freaking out at me.

Okay.

I just wanna let you know
I'm leaving for the fight.

Such a f*cking waste of time.

[Inhales deeply]

You need to change your attitude.

Guys can tell if you're not having fun.

Yeah, well, like it matters.
They barely tip me.

- Talk to them.
- I do.

Listen to them.

You need to reach through the screen

and make them want to
give you everything.

I'm trying, okay? I
f*cking suck at this.

[Sighs]

Well, first of all,

don't start in your underwear.

It should cost, like,
bucks to get to that.

You need to tease 'em a little.

Ha! Look! You got this whole
schoolgirl thing goin'.

Put that on.

You gotta make 'em pay to see you.

- Here you go.
- Thanks.

Here you go.

Mm-hmm.

You have to make them
know you're worth it.

How does that feel?

It's cute.

It's adorable.

You're gonna get
the hang of it. Just...

just do one show tonight
and then watch a movie.

I'll be home around : .

- Okay.
- Thanks.

Maybe we should do,
like, a scene together.

Yeah, like, I'll be your stepdaughter,

and you'll catch me, like,
sucking off my boyfriend,

and then you can teach
me to do it right.

- Never gonna happen.
- I think it'd be fun.

- Make some money.
- Bye.

- You look pretty!
- Thank you!

- [Rock music blaring]
- Hey, um, Amy, it's me.

Uh... Yeah, I know it's loud

'cause I'm at my brother's
fight right now.

He was just askin' about you. [Sniffs]

Uh, everyone is.

[Indistinct conversations]

I don't know. I don't know.
I don't know.

I-I, uh, I know I love you.

I know that. I know that.

And believe me, I know
that this is entirely my fault.

And I-I know I don't even deserve
a phone call back from you.

But...

[Head thumps] I mean, is this easy?

How did you make this decision?

I'm not...

[Mouths word] I'm not angry.

I'm not angry. I'm just... I'm... I...

We were really good for a while.

I was really happy.

Can you just tell...
Tell Maya that I love her, please?

[Groans]

- Man: Ryan!
- [Photographers shouting]

Dom: Get out of here.
Get out of my f*cking face.

- Dude, get out the way.
- [Speaks indistinctly]

No, I'm not talking about that sh*t.

- Okay, let's go back up here. Dom.
- [Speaks indistinctly]

Can we f*cking move somewhere?

Yeah, yeah, in the back.
Come on, come on.

I need a pass. I don't have a pass.

- Uh... Dude.
- f*ck it. Here, take this.

- Thank you, Mac.
- I'll be drinking.

- Thanks, Mac.
- Owe you, brother.

- Okay, right here to the left. Come on.
- [Speaks indistinctly]

- Come on.
- Ooh!

- Hey.
- Hi.

- How did you get a lanyard?
- Ryan.

Why are you f*cking with me?

- It ain't always about you, you know?
- Warm it up.

- Dom: Hey, Alvey.
- Yeah?

I was wondering if I could,
uh, get a word with you.

- Now?
- No, no, whenever you get a chance.

Just to talk about some sh*t
that's going on, you know?

- Whatever, so...
- All right, listen up!

Anybody who doesn't have to be here,

and you know who you are,
get the f*ck out. We gotta warm up.

- Lisa: Let's go.
- Jay: Party's over.

Have a drink with me after the fight,
all right? It'll be short.

[Sniffs]

[Indistinct conversations]

- Kayla.
- Hi!

- What are you doing here?
- Well, I wanted to see the fight.

I-I tried to call you,
like, three times.

It's so f*cking crazy.

Is this where Nate's fighting?

It's gonna be big.

Come on.

What? Stop. What are you doing?

- Can you let go?
- No. You need to go home.

No! Why can't I stay?

Because I did not invite you.

Well, I'm pretty sure you didn't
invite a lot of these people.

- I'm getting you an Uber.
- No, no, no, I-I wanna stay.

Please, I wanna see the fight.

[Sighs] My sons are here.

I won't... I won't even talk to you.

I won't... I won't sit
near you. I promise.

- [Cellphone dings]
- Please, can you...

- can you please just let me stay?
- [Scoffs]

I just... I don't wanna be
at the house without you.

You really can't talk to me.

I won't.

Just stay out here for a few
minutes before you come in.

- Thank you.
- [Sighs]

[Jay speaks indistinctly]

Nice.

Work for the underhook.

There you go. Knee.

- Beautiful.
- Nate, you're up.

Your fight, man. Your
f*cking fight, right?

I want you to drag this
cocksucker to the deep end

and drown this m*therf*cker,
okay? Good? Let's do it.

Let's do it. Game time.
We need to focus.

Alvey: Work is done.

Game time.

- It's all you, Nate.
- Jay: Oh, boy.

- Whoo!
- Man: Here we go.

- Jay: Nice and loose, Nate.
- Nice and relaxed.

- Whoo!
- Love it.

[Indistinct conversations]

- Alvey: Let's go. Nice and relaxed.
- f*gg*t.

- [Grunts]
- Oh!

[All shouting]

- Go!
- Get out of here!

[Men speak indistinctly]

- Are you okay?
- I'm fine. I'm fine.

- You still good to fight?
- I'm fine.

[Cheering] ... making
his way to the cage...

Let's go. Let's f*cking go.

- Commission, please, let's go.
- We gotta fight.

- Okay, Nate, it's your warm-up.
Let's walk. - Man: Let's go!

- What was that?
- Nothing.

What'd he say? What'd he say?

Nothing! Let's go! We gotta fight, Nate!

... Nate Kulina!

- [Cheering]
- [Bell dings]

[Hard rock music playing]

♪ Ready for more ♪

♪ I won't back down ♪

♪ Ready for more ♪

♪

[Cheers and applause]

Go, Nate!

♪ Ready for more ♪

♪ I won't stop now ♪

♪ Ready for more ♪

♪ I won't back down ♪

♪ Ready for more ♪

♪

♪ Ready for more ♪

♪ I won't stop now ♪

♪ Ready for more ♪

♪ I won't back down ♪

♪ Ready for more ♪

♪

♪ Ready for more ♪

♪ I won't stop now ♪

♪ Ready for more ♪

♪ I won't back down ♪

♪ Ready for more ♪

♪

[Music stops]

Man: Yeah!

Karbis Sarafyan: [Amplified
voice] Ladies and gentlemen,

this is the main event of the evening,

sanctioned by the California
State Athletic Commission.

And now, ladies and gentlemen,

from the Events Center
in Los Angeles, California,

where battles are fought
and champions are made.

Ladies and gentlemen,

let the battle begin!

[Bell dings]

[Cheering]

- Relax! Relax, breathe! Come on!
- [Shouts indistinctly]

Relax your shoulder!

[Cheering, shouting]

Jay: Don't stand in front of him!

Audience: Oh!

Come on, Nate! Focus!

Side to side! Relax!

- There you go! Nice kick!
- Come on, Nate!

- There you go!
- Nice. Nice.

Jay: Drop his ass!

[All shouting]

- Relax!
- Get him! Get on him!

Roll the f*ck out, Nate! Roll out!

Roll out! Roll out! Roll out!
Roll out! Yes!

- [Cheering]
- Follow him!

No! Come on, you got it, you got it,

- you got it!
- Come on, sink it in! Sink it in!

- Up! Up!
- [Shouts indistinctly]

Up! Come up! Up! Up!

- [Thud]
- Oh, sh*t!

[Shouts indistinctly]

[All shouting]

Jay: Cover him! Get up!

Stand up, Nate!

Stand up, Nate!

- Alvey: All right, here we go.
- Jay: There you go!

[Alvey shouts indistinctly]

[Jay and Joe shout indistinctly]

Get down! Get down!

[All shouting]

- Almost there! Come on!
- You got this! Come on!

Alvey: Come on!

[Shouts indistinctly]

[Bell dings]

[Rap music playing]

Hold up. Hold up. Hold up.

What the f*ck are you
doing in there, man?

What are you doing? You're all
over the f*cking place. Relax.

You wanna f*cking box him?
You wanna f*cking box him?

Angle, angle. Move your
f*cking head, okay?

This is f*cking your fight.
Don't f*ck this up.

[Music stops]

Ready? Fight!

[Bell dings]

[All shouting]

- [Cage rattles]
- [Cheering]

Again! Again!

[Cheering]

Come on! Go after him!

Come on, Nate! Duck and roll!

Come on, Nate!

Let your hands go!

Nice!

[Bell dings]

[Cheering]

[Hard rock music playing]

- Yeah!
- Ohh!

♪ Ready for more ♪

♪ I won't back down ♪

♪ Ready for more ♪

[Cheering]

That's how we f*cking finish!
That's how we finish!

Sarafyan: Referee Frank Trigg
has called an end to this contest

at minutes and seconds

of the second round.

Declared your winner,
by way of knockout,

Nate Kulina!

Lisa King: I'm here with
our winner, Nate Kulina.

Nate, wow! What a knockout!

What were you thinking?
Where did that come from?

- What did you see?
- I-I saw opportunity, you know,

when we exchanged, uh, the kicks.

And... and he caught mine.
I thought I was in trouble,

and I was able to get that elbow
out there and... and finish him.

Well, you came out pretty
wild in the first round.

What did your father say
to you in the corner?

Uh, he, um, told me to
calm the f*ck down...

- [Chuckles] Yeah...
- Which I needed to do.

Uh, you know, Nauta's a great fighter.
Respect to him and his team,

uh, but... but we got it done today.

All right, well, you did.

And I am happy to present you

with Knockout of the Night.

[Cheers and applause]

- Yes! How much?! How much?!
- Well deserved.

It's a $ , cash bonus.

So congratulations to you.

Ladies and gentlemen, your winner...

Nate Kulina!

- [Cheers and applause]
- [Kisses]

Whoa, whoa, whoa! Come here.

Alvey: I don't know what the
hell he was doing out there.

He was out of control.

Jay: grand doesn't suck.

No, it doesn't.

To your brother.

[Glasses clink]

[Trapper Schoeppe & The Shades]:
♪ Can't give her more time ♪

♪ So long, so long, so long ♪

[Sniffs] How you holdin' up?

♪ No sad goodbye ♪

- Have you heard from her?
- [Glass thuds]

Yeah. She, um, she got
there safe and sound.

That's... that's all I know.

♪ Leave everything behind ♪

You know, you got rights.
You know, this is your kid, too.

If this is what you wanna talk
about, we should just settle up.

No, I'm just saying, man,
I've been there. Okay?

I wasn't ready when I had you.
I did some stupid sh*t.

♪ So long ♪

Mm.

Anyway... [Sighs] Look,
I wanted to apologize

for not having you at
the interview, okay?

It was wrong.

You just... you make nervous, man.

I don't know what you're gonna say.

♪ So long, so long, so long ♪

How'd it go?

How'd it go? I don't know.
Just, uh, it was fine.

You know, did what it's supposed to do.

You got some slo-mo sh*ts
of you and Nate hugging?

Laughing at some hi-larious
situation from our childhood?

- In fact, we do.
- Yeah, people love family.

Mm-hmm. They do. They do.

I mean, my father was a f*cking monster.

I made it sound like he was my hero.

Like he made me a man, which he did not.

♪ So long ♪

- [Glass thuds]
- Anyway, I apologize.

I didn't want to hurt
your feelings, you know?

It's a business decision.

♪ So long, so long ♪

[Glass thuds]

Don't worry about it.
I think you made the right call.

- I got it. I got it. I got it.
- I'll pay.

I got it. I can't buy you a drink?

♪ So long ♪

[Sighs]

- Thanks.
- You're welcome.

Now I'm getting a little tired
of b*ating up Joe and Juan.

I could use another body
if you wanna come spar,

maybe, uh, take your mind off sh*t.

Well, I have to find a job.

A job.

Pay my bills and sh*t.

Come to the gym. We'll
figure something out.

You teach a couple classes.
We'll find money.

Yeah. Maybe.

I'll play it by ear.

All right.

Thanks for the drink.

♪ So long to the evening ♪

♪ A new day will rise ♪