♪♪
You wanna run with the
big dogs?
♪♪
[glass breaking]
♪♪
Who's the man?!
♪♪
[crowd chanting] Better see
some blood!
Better see some blood!
Better see some blood!
[chanting continues]
Ah.
We got a hot crowd tonight,
big man.
Let's go give 'em a show.
Hey, Doc, come on in here and do
your business.
We got money to make.
How you feeling, hmm?
I don't need it, Mr. Pope.
[chuckles]
Now, take your medicine, do your
job, before I remind you why
you're here.
[distant crowd still chanting]
[sighs]
Juice me.
[crowd chanting] Better see
some blood!
Better see some blood!
Better see some blood!
Better see some blood!
[chanting continues]
Ladies and gentlemen, place
your bets!
Place your bets, because this is
going to be the fight of
the night.
Give a big round of applause for
an up-and-coming fighter,
Joey Campbell!
[crowd booing]
And his opponent has an
undefeated record of 40-0!
He is the grand gauntlet
champion!
He is the man that you came to
see, because he is the man!
Isaiah Griffin!
[crowd cheering]
[crowd shouting]
I want you to know, it's
nothing personal.
Let's see some blood!
[grunting and fighting]
Come on, get him!
You're going too fast.
[fighters grunting]
Yeah!
All right!
[blows landing]
[grunting]
[crowd cheering]
[grunting]
Come on, man!
[crowd booing]
Aw, sh*t.
[crowd murmuring]
Okay. I know.
Ms. Lee, how is the count?
Not where it should be.
They want more competition.
Nobody likes an unbeatable man.
I'm gonna have to fix this
before the gauntlet begins.
There's a new dog out there
somewhere.
A new dog to train.
Prisoner number 9936A,
Sergeant Campbell, Jack.
Four years served, aggravated
as*ault on a superior officer
with special circumstances.
Interesting case, Campbell.
Light infantry, special forces,
commendation for bravery in
Kosovo, Bronze Star for
bravery in Afghanistan, second
Purple Heart in Tora Bora.
Then Iraq.
What happened in Tikrit,
Sergeant?
In the middle of a combat
operation, you beat your C.O.
so badly that he spent three
months in Walter Reed and took
early retirement.
Sergeant Campbell, why did you
do it?
Because I had to.
[sighs]
Jack Campbell, stripped of rank,
you are dishonorably discharged
from the United States Army for
conduct not befitting a soldier.
You are paroled from the United
States disciplinary barracks on
your own recognizance.
Your service to your nation
was noble.
It is unfortunate that it ended
as it did.
It is our sincere hope that you
use your prodigious talents for
the good, Mr. Campbell.
And that you find some peace.
Thanks.
[bus brakes disengaging]
♪♪
Good night.
San Madero.
Oh, it's right there?
Thank you.
Hey, Jimmy!
Hey.
You've been late paying what
you owe, little Maggie.
Your deal was with my dad,
and he shouldn't have been
paying you, anyway!
When you inherit your daddy's
store, you inherit his
responsibilities.
[glass breaking]
Stop! Please, stop!
[Maggie screams]
Walk on, b*tch.
[grunting and fighting]
You know what, girl?
Mmm.
[Maggie panting]
If you can't pay me in cash,
maybe we could find some other
commodity to satisfy me with.
[groaning]
[gasps]
See how I do?
Ah!
[grunting and fighting]
[glass breaking]
Ah!
Unh!
[breathing heavily]
[bat clatters]
Nice shot.
[sighs] Yeah.
Yeah, you, too.
[sniffles]
[siren approaching]
Jack?
[indistinct chatter]
And, um, then Jack came in, and,
um-- and you know the rest.
Jack Campbell.
Chief Watkins.
Back in town a half an hour
and already giving me headaches.
Got my eye on you, Jack.
Well, Watkins doesn't seem to
like you very much.
Some things never change.
Hey, uh, I live right across
the street.
Do you want to come over and
have a cup of coffee?
I go to L.A. every once in
a while on the weekends.
Oh, last year, I took a trip to
Mexico with my girlfriends.
That was a lot of fun.
But for the most part,
San Madero's been... a black
hole for me.
It's not the army, that's
for sure.
I did leave once... to this
little college in Vermont.
It's about as far away from here
as you can get, and then my dad
got sick, I came home, and here
I am.
I envy your escape.
But what about you,
Jack Campbell?
You graduated high school,
joined the army, then what?
Stayed away for a little bit,
and now I'm back.
Hmm.
Man of mystery.
You were like that in high
school, all dark and brooding.
Chicks dug it, though.
Hmm.
When my father skipped, I had to
take care of Joey, so there
wasn't a lot of time for
socializing.
I get it.
My dad's death wasn't sudden.
It's getting late.
Hmm, man of mystery.
I'll walk you out.
So, how long are you
in town for?
I don't know yet.
I'm gonna stay with my brother
and his wife.
Joey and...
[both] Sarah.
Right.
I haven't seen them in forever.
Me, neither.
Well, if it doesn't work out
with them, I'm here.
[laughing] I mean, the couch is
here, of course, 'cause this is
my house, so anyways,
never mind.
Hey, Jack?
Welcome home.
[door closes]
[birds chirping]
Sarah.
[crying]
It's okay.
[sniffling] No, it's not.
It's not okay.
Where's Joey?
[monitor beeping]
What happened, Sarah?
I found him on the lawn
two weeks ago.
I found him like this.
They just threw him in front of
the trailer like a piece of
garbage, and then they...
Oh, God, Jack.
Who's "they"?
Who did this to my brother?
You're the only one who knows
Joey better than I do, Jack.
You know he was always looking
for that one score to set us up
for life?
Well, after I got pregnant, he
said that he wanted us out of
there, out of that awful
trailer park.
He said that we were due.
What did Joey get into?
He's always been a gambler,
so he started to win a little.
And then he started to lose.
Yeah.
They said that he needed to work
off his debt, or else they--
So who did this?
I don't know all of the
names-- just George Bautista.
[muffled rock music playing]
[indistinct chatter]
♪♪
[laughter, indistinct chatter]
Hey, what can I get you?
Is this little Georgie's
place?
I'm an old friend.
Don't remember George
mentioning an old friend.
Maybe you leave your number, and
I'll give it-- hey, hey,
hey, wait!
Huh?
Where you going?
Keep smiling.
[women giggling]
Little Georgie, all grown up.
Look what the cat dragged in.
It's just "George" now,
Campbell.
This is an employees-only area,
so why don't you go and get a
lap dance or something?
You look like you could use one.
[laughs]
Let's talk about my brother,
George.
Why don't you talk to my
secretary?
Maybe she can find a spot for
you next week.
You two should leave.
[clears throat]
Now.
Go.
Huh, okay.
Bye, George.
Bye, George.
Get this numb-nuts out
of here.
You're gonna want to walk
away from here, my friend.
Let's go.
[grunting and fighting]
Get up, get him!
[grunting and fighting]
Gah!
[exerting]
Aah!
Hyah, ah!
That's it!
[grunting and fighting]
Take him down.
Take him down!
Gah!
Oh, sh*t.
Wait, wait, wait, wait.
Jack, Jack, Jack, don't--
My brother's in a coma,
Georgie!
[grunts]
Start talking!
Joey owed like 20 G's to a
sports book, and I bought his
debt, okay?
I told him he could work it off.
That's why he's in
the hospital?!
Look, I would never do that
to Joey, okay?
Then why's he in a coma?
Look, man, one night I was
here, I was working-- working--
working the joint, and-- and
Joey's working the door, okay?
And a fight breaks out.
Your brother, he wades through.
He starts busting heads, just
like you, only he's being
watched.
He's being scouted.
Scouted?
Scouted for the gauntlet.
The gauntlet, man, it's like
dog fighting for the rich, but
with people, okay?
They watch humans tear each
other apart, no rules.
And these scouts saw Joey?
Yeah, they came here,
they paid off his mortgage,
they walked out the door.
I told him not to go,
I told him to work it off
with me.
But he wouldn't listen, man.
These people are very
persuasive.
I would never-- I swear, I would
never have anything happen
to him.
You know what, George?
I believe you.
[sighs]
You're gonna do one
more thing.
You're gonna take me to these
scouts.
Wait, don't you get it,
Campbell?
What you just did in there...
they already know who you are.
[sighs]
♪♪
[cell phone rings]
I hope you boys can give me a
better challenge than last time.
Hyah!
[grunting and fighting]
Yah!
[grunting and fighting]
Hyah!
[grunting]
Definitely in need of
testicular transplantation.
You have to see this.
What do we have here,
Ms. Lee?
Something to bring a smile to
my lover's face.
[grunting and fighting playing]
Well, look at that.
Fast, skilled, handsome.
We may have found our
eighth man.
Hmm.
[phone dialing, line ringing]
Yeah, it's Pope.
Get down to Snookie's.
This is my nicest suit,
Campbell.
Why'd you have to come in here
and do this?
Tell me about the gauntlet,
Georgie.
Who's in charge?
Pope.
Mr. Pope.
But, you know, he's not the kind
of guy that you walk up to and
ask questions to if you want to
to stay in one piece, if you get
my drift.
Well, then, I guess you and
me, we need to go see this
gauntlet.
What do you mean?
Look, if you don't know already,
you got me in enough trouble as
as it is, Jack.
I can't go.
I'm running a business here.
[indistinct radio chatter]
Well, well.
Jack Campbell.
Told you I'd be keeping
an eye out.
Yeah, real tough guy...
just like when you were a kid
boosting cars.
Remember those days, Campbell?
Yeah, I remember those days.
I also remember a chicken-sh*t
rookie cop that used to bully
kids into running his scams.
Spread 'em!
Yo, look at this.
It looks like round two.
Oh.
Oh, that's right, Jack.
You guys are all old friends.
[chuckles]
Uh, I wouldn't worry about
patrolling this wing, fellas.
These boys won't be any trouble
at all.
[laughs]
[knuckles cracking]
♪♪
Outstanding.
Outstanding!
This guy is money.
You want Jack Campbell in
the gauntlet?
Absolutely.
Think of the drama-- man fights
for his brother's honor.
It's brilliant!
Uh, you want somebody in the
gauntlet, I got five guys
who I think--
I don't pay you to think.
I want Campbell.
[cell phone beeps]
[earpiece chirps]
[fight video playing]
Baby, put some clothes on.
I want you to run me an errand
down at that, um...
that trailer park.
What do you want me to do?
A little insurance policy.
Jack Campbell, you are mine.
This way, ma'am.
Jack?
Hey.
Are you okay?
Yeah.
I came as soon as I got
your message.
What happened?
My brother Joey got mixed up
in something pretty bad.
Well, is he okay?
He's hurt.
He got beat into a coma by
somebody in a staged fight.
The gauntlet?
Jesus, two guys died there
last year.
I'm gonna go after the guys
that beat my brother.
Not from in here, you're not.
Hey, who do I see about bail?
Looks like you won't have to.
You have friends in high places.
Friends with bad judgment.
[lock disengages]
Your bail's been paid.
By who?
By a party that doesn't like
questions.
Now get out of my jail.
So, thanks.
Well, if you ever need me,
all you have to do is call.
Sarah?
Sarah?
Sarah?!
[monitor beeping]
Sorry, Campbell.
Where's Sarah?
They took her, man.
Took her where?
I don't know where she is.
I-- I don't know!
But, they told me to tell you
something.
What?
The gauntlet-- it starts
tonight.
They said if you ever want to
see your Sarah safe again, if
you ever want to find the men
that did this to your brother...
What'd they say?
You got to fight.
Well, then, that's what
they'll get.
♪♪
Name?
Uh, yeah, George Bautista.
I got Jack Campbell.
Campbell's here.
Right this way, Mr. Campbell.
Hey, wait for me!
Wait up!
[car horn honks]
Who's that?
You know, Omar Lewis,
NFL quarterback.
Told you, "the pope" gives them
what they want as long as they
can pay.
Miss Lee, you are looking
ever so beautiful tonight,
as usual.
How about some good odds, huh?
Same as always, Mr. Lewis.
Okay, all right, all right.
Yo, man, what the hell
you looking at?
Nothing.
Nothing at all.
Mr. Campbell, this way, sir.
Talent coming through.
Mr. Campbell, perhaps your
manager can join the audience.
I'll be fine, George.
Yeah, it's not you that I'm
worried about, though.
If you'll follow me,
Mr. Campbell.
Hey, good luck, Campbell!
Out front, man.
You'll need it.
[indistinct chatter]
Yeah, I'm just trying to be
like you, baby.
You're 80-to-1.
Were you expecting better, hmm?
I guess not.
Who's that?
Isaiah Griffin, the gauntlet
champion.
If you win the tournament, he is
the man you face.
Doesn't seem like much of
a prize.
Isaiah Griffin dominated his
last match.
Put your brother in a coma,
Mr. Campbell.
Gentlemen... your final
competitor, Jack Campbell.
Welcome to the gauntlet,
Campbell.
They call me Santo.
This big guy here,
Zeke Washington.
I know you, don't I?
[laughs] You see that?
That's what I'm talking about.
That's why I have the odds.
He knows me.
I'm famous.
He probably watches
ESPN Classic.
Now, Zeke here used to be a
contender for the WBC light
heavyweight title.
Long time ago.
Not that it really matters now.
Boxer can't beat a wrestler.
Yeah, that's right,
McDonough, 'cause neither one of
you can hang with a luchador.
Especially you, Jax.
I mean, what kind of fighting
style you got, huh?
Wheat plow kung fu?
Whaaa!
Palmer Jax, boss.
So, you're all here just to
beat each other to death?
Death?
Oh, not if we can help it.
We're all in the same boat, man.
What boat's that?
Hey, man, where's your
gear at?
It's all good.
You need anything, just take
a locker.
You are so not ready
for this.
None of you are.
A wrestler, a boxer, a luchador,
jujitsu fighter, muay thai--
you all look like just a bunch
of victims to me.
[door opens, closes]
Mr. McDonough, Jersey Devil.
You're up first.
It's go time, boys.
[crowd chattering]
Ladies and gentlemen, welcome
to the gauntlet.
You all know the rules.
There are none.
Two men enter the pit, one man
walks out...
Yeah!
All for the right to face
that man!
[crowd cheering]
Some say that Isaiah Griffin
is unbeatable.
Some say it is a fool's errand
to bet against him.
Watch the men competing tonight
and judge for yourselves.
Ladies and Gentleme-e-e-en...
let's see some blood!
[cheers and applause]
[grunting, snorting]
Let's go, man, get 'em up.
[snarling]
Ah!
Ooh!
Aah!
[grunting and fighting]
Hey, for your fists.
So, what's your deal, Santo?
Why are you here?
Well, Mr. Pope, he can be,
uh, you know...
Persuasive?
Yeah.
That's what I hear.
So, how'd he persuade you?
Like anyone else.
Look, man, just do what Pope
tells you, all right?
Or you pay dear... too dear.
[grunting and fighting]
♪♪
Santo, Jax-- let's go.
Hyah!
Hyah!
Bring it, farm boy!
[laughing]
What you got?
Huh?
Gah!
Hyah!
Unh!
Ooh!
[grunting and fighting]
Gah!
Oh!
[screaming]
♪♪
Baldus, Zeke, you're up.
Come on.
[grunting and fighting]
Ooh! Ooh! Ooh!
Gah!
Unh!
[grunting and fighting]
Get up, get up, get up,
get up, go, go!
Get up, guys!
[grunting]
Yeah! Yeah!
Let's go, let's go!
Ah, ah! Come on, would ya?
What you got, huh?
Ah, ah, yeah, yeah.
Ooh!
Does it hurt?
[grunting and fighting]
♪♪
Come on, Zeke!
Get him!
[grunting] Gah!
[growling]
Gah!
[grunting]
[laughs]
Come on, man, take him down!
Yes, yes, yes!
Yeah, he's good, you right.
[grunting]
[exerting]
[grunting and fighting]
♪♪
[bones crunching]
[grunting and fighting]
Boo!
[bones crunching]
Gah!
Gah!
♪♪
Damn it, farm boy, stay down!
Unh!
Pull it out, baby!
Pull it out from here, baby!
[grunting and fighting]
[chuckles]
Get up!
Pick on somebody your
own size!
Come on, stop.
[grunting]
Aah!
[crowd muttering]
Yeah, number one!
[crowd booing]
Keep on outside of here with
your old a*s!
Now they have someone
to hate.
[exerting]
Mr. Campbell, Showman...
you're up.
After the fight, you tell me
about Sarah.
Let's see if you win.
I figure the underdog should
go first.
I wouldn't want to steal
your thunder.
Why do they call you
the Showman?
'Cause I give the people what
Mr. Pope wants-- a show.
Our next competitor has the
best possible reason to fight
tonight.
Gonna lay that money down?
Come on, man.
Jack...
He fights for honor.
k*ll him. k*ll him, man.
Get him.
He fights for pride.
He fights for family.
Only days ago, you witnessed
a young man's destruction at the
awesome hands of Isaiah Griffin.
That victim was this
man's brother.
But to face Isaiah, he must run
the gauntlet.
Ladies and gentlemen...
Jack Campbell.
[crowd booing]
You're goin' down like your
brother, Jack.
And his opponent...
weighs 260 pounds.
[crowd cheering]
Hails from every
woman's dreams...
the Showman!
[crowd cheering]
Yo, Showman, Showman.
You're the man, baby.
I'm ridin' with you.
Hey, don't disappoint me.
Whoo!
Yeah, give it to 'em, baby.
Give it to 'em.
[crowd shouting]
We want blood!
What do you want to see?
[chanting] We want blood!
We want blood!
We want blood!
You're going down, Campbell!
[chanting continues]
What do you want to see?!
[crowd shouting]
[crowd chanting] We want
blood!
We want blood!
We want blood!
We want blood!
We want blood!
Let's see some blood.
[chanting continues]
[grunts]
Unh!
Ah.
Holy sh*t.
You got to be kidding me.
[crowd chattering]
Now they have a hero.
Oh, yes, they do.
[chuckles]
And now the girl?
Well, the girl is gonna be
with us for a while.
This guy's too good to let go.
Let's count our money.
That was great, Jack!
That was amazing, Jack!
You laid him out, man.
He's done, over.
Forget why we're here,
Georgie?
It's you and me tomorrow,
Campbell.
Just wanted to say, you know,
may the best man win and
all that.
You fought well tonight.
I'm sure you'll make it a fight.
You're not thinking of trying
to leave the gauntlet, are you?
That's dangerous talk, man.
I want answers.
And what are you gonna do,
Campbell?
We told you, asking questions
can only lead to more trouble.
I'm okay with trouble.
Pope doesn't own me, Santo.
He doesn't own you, McDonough,
any of us.
It's time someone told him that,
him and his muscle, Isaiah.
Jack!
Campbell, where you going?
I got the car out front.
I'm gonna go find Sarah.
Wait outside.
Keep the car running.
This could get ugly.
Yeah, but Mr. Pope, he's got
a lot of security guards.
I don't think that's such a good
idea, man.
Talent's not allowed up here.
Pope's policy.
Policy's about to change.
We're not gonna have a
problem here, are we,
Mr. Campbell?
Unh!
Hey!
Easy.
All right, Mr. Pope.
We don't want to hurt our new
star now, do we?
I was wondering when you were
gonna come by.
Where's Sarah, Pope?
Oh, she's fine.
Comfy and safe, long as you keep
on doing what you're doing.
I'm not much for games, Pope.
Okay, well, then follow your
brother's good example and be a
good dog.
I have the feeling we're gonna
make a lot of money together.
I don't care about
your money.
I don't care about your th*gs,
where's Sarah?!
[grunting and fighting]
Unh!
[groaning]
[echoing] I'd stay down if
I were you.
[echoing] Ms. Lee, pull up
that video feed.
The fella on the floor wants to
see his sister-in-law.
Isn't that right, soldier boy?
That's what you want to see,
right?
A little proof of life?
[chuckling]
Get him up.
[groaning]
Ah, technology.
Oh, and look!
Huh, your damsel in distress.
See?
Safe as a mouse.
Oh, wow, and I'll be damned.
She looks like she's just about
ready to pop.
[chuckles]
You look like the heroic type,
so how's about us make a deal,
Jackie boy, hmm?
You fight, and I'll hold on to
Sarah just in case you try to
get a little clever.
And you'll fight like a son of a
b*tch, because I'll know if you
try to lay down to end
the misery.
If I know one thing...
it's how to hurt, Campbell.
Aah!
Long as you understand that
I hold every card in the deck,
we'll be all right.
So be a good dog and get a good
night's sleep, 'cause you've got
a hell of a show to put on
tomorrow.
Unh!
Oh, come on, come on.
Hold on, Jack.
I'm taking you to the hospital.
No, no, no, no, no.
No hospital.
What, no hospital?
Will you take a look at
yourself, Jack?
You look like you got hit by
a truck.
[chuckles]
Duly noted.
[telephone ringing]
[telephone beeps]
Hello?
Maggie Kuerner?
Yes?
Your friend Jack Campbell
needs your help.
Who is this?
George just carried him out
of here.
He doesn't look good.
Who is this?
[telephone beeps]
♪♪
Ooh, that's nice.
Hey!
Somebody's hot, baby.
You like that?
[indistinct chatter]
Come take some of this.
I got some dollars.
Right here, baby.
Come on, come on.
Well, there's more where that
came from.
♪♪
What, are you sleeping on the
job again, Joey?
Jesus.
Come on, Campbell.
Come on back.
Look, I know they're hot, Jack,
'cause I hired 'em.
But come on!
Come with me.
[indistinct chatter]
[woman giggling]
Oh.
Oh, you like that?
[door opens]
[clears throat]
Excuse me, pal.
The show's over.
Beat it.
You, too, honey.
Come on, come on, come on.
All right, come on, come on,
come on.
Ooh! [giggling]
Okay, where's it hurt, Jack?
George... [sighs]
Okay, right, right, right.
Medical kit, ice-- got it.
I'll fix you right up.
Just get the ice, George.
[footsteps approaching]
Well, I would, but I really
don't want to touch anything in
this place.
Maggie Kuerner.
You're supposed to say,
"What's a nice girl like you
doing in a place--"
How'd you find me?
It's a small town, Jack.
Word gets around fast.
You fought in the gauntlet.
I had to.
They kidnapped Sarah.
Well, you were right.
Pope wanted you out for
a reason.
Let me see where you're hurt.
I'll be fine.
Right.
Just get up.
Oh, my God, Jack.
You really can't keep
doing this.
I don't have a choice.
Of course you do.
You can go to the police.
Pope owns them.
The highway patrol, the FBI?
They won't listen.
Pope hurt my brother.
I'm gonna make him pay.
Well, that's crazy, man.
You know you can't beat Isaiah.
You can't beat him.
Here.
Nice place you got here,
Georgie.
Hurt?
Now just think if one of those
monsters hit you there.
Hate to admit it, but she's
right, Jack.
I have to.
I-- I don't get it, Jack.
What is this, some kind of macho
B.S., army-honor thing?
You have to stand for
something.
So, you're going to sacrifice
your life for some sort of
blood debt?
I'm sorry, I-- I can't be a part
of that.
[keys jingling]
Are you feeling all right?
What do you care?
You should eat.
Keep your strength up...
for the baby.
For the baby?
Are you kidding me?
You kidnapped me!
You kidnap me and now, all of
a sudden, you care about
my baby?
Just eat.
This will all be over very soon.
Two more days.
Two more days?
For you and your boss to do to
Jack what you did to my husband?
[door opening]
Jack?
Jack, you awake?
Jack.
Mr. Pope, uh, wants to see you.
Ms. Lee's on her way.
Be it ever so humble.
Okay.
Campbell...
Hi.
Ooh, look at...
Welcome.
What are you drinking?
[women] Hi.
Hmm?
Mm, teetotaler.
You should relax.
You've got my boys all kinds of
itchy here.
Maybe they should scratch.
[chuckling]
"Maybe they should scratch."
[slurps drink]
Spoken like a true action hero.
Outstanding.
What do you want?
You know, after your run-in
with my boy Isaiah last night,
I just wanted to make sure that
you were okay, able to fight,
undeterred--
Oh, and to give you this.
Unless this tells me where
Sarah is, I'm not interested.
Come on, you're not just a
little curious?
You'll like it.
Listen, you got to understand--
life is made up of carrots
and sticks.
You saw the stick last night.
That's the carrot.
[chuckles] Geez.
Five G's-- one night's work.
Okay?
It's better than working
security at the mall because,
really, that's all that an
ex-con from special forces is
gonna do.
I don't want your money.
Okay.
[typing]
That is a parole violation, just
in case you're considering
outside help.
And... there.
I see that you've made a new
friend, little Maggie.
So, um, while you're considering
your options, just remember--
I got 'em covered.
It won't last, Pope.
You're not that clever.
Really?
I got this far.
Oh, and, uh, Ms. Lee has
something for you for tonight.
Come on.
You've got a hell of a fight
tonight.
I want you to win.
Go ahead, little doggy.
Run.
He set you up, didn't he?
What are you gonna do?
I'm gonna fight-- fight 'til
I can't.
But, I mean, what if you win?
What if you get all the way
to Isaiah?
Then I'm gonna make him pay
for what he did to Joey.
[indistinct chatter]
You know, I hate that dude
Campbell, but you know what?
He is a tough-a*s b*stard, man.
Let's check him out up here.
How you doin', sweetheart?
Ah, 20-to-1, all right.
Hey, let me get five large on
Army boy right here.
And, uh, that's for you,
sweetheart.
Thanks.
Thank you.
He wants to see you.
Who?
Wow.
Full house.
All betting because of your man.
My man?
Oh, yeah, my man, Jack Campbell.
Yeah, me and him, we go
way back.
One time, back in high school,
he tried to dunk me--
I'm not interested in your
anecdotes.
I just need to know, is
he ready?
Him?
Uh, yes, sir.
I think so.
I wonder... he seems the kind
of man who would want to ride in
on a white horse.
[laughs]
What do you think?
Maybe I should give him a
chance, huh, Georgie boy?
♪♪
What, Campbell?
What is it?
Why are you doing this,
Santo?
I told you, man.
Mr. Pope says--
Spare me the B.S.
You, too, McDonough.
You're not in this for
the fight.
You're not lunatics, you're not
psychopaths, but you're putting
your lives on the line for what?
Why in the hell does it
matter to you?
Yeah.
[distant announcer speaking]
I.N.S., Immigration and
Naturalization Service.
They've got my family.
When I came to America, I tried
to make a life for them, and I
did good.
I got a job.
I sent money home.
And when we had enough, my wife
and kids hired a coyote to try
to get them across the border.
And they got caught.
Mr. Pope, he's got a guy on the
border patrol-- you know, a guy
on the take-- and he says to me,
if I fight in the gauntlet, that
he's gonna set my family free
and I'll have enough money to
give them a life that
they deserve.
And if I don't, well...
then they're gonna spend months
in detention, and I'm never
gonna make this kind of money
again.
Santo, it's time.
Where's Baldus?
♪♪
Come on.
It's go time.
[sighs]
This ain't gonna take long.
[crowd shouting]
[crowd chanting] Santo!
Santo! Santo! Santo!
[crowd booing]
[crowd quiets]
Hate me!
[crowd booing]
[laughs] Santo!
Yeah!
I'm gonna send you back to
the home center so you can start
looking for some day-labor work,
bro. [mocking laughter]
Where'd you learn that
language, huh?
Being someone's butt b*tch up
in prison?
I'm gonna put it in your a*s,
is what I'm gonna do.
Let's go, b*tch!
Ladies and gentlemen!
Let's...
This should be good.
See some blood!
[crowd cheering]
Gah!
Ooh, ooh, yeah!
[crowd cheering]
That looked like it hurt!
[laughing]
Come on, you prissy
little m*dget!
Why don't you call your
mama, huh?
Here's a nickel, b*tch.
What you got? What you got?
What you got? What you got?
[grunting and fighting]
Oh, come on!
His face is--
Come on!
[grunting]
A-ha!
Come on, come on.
Push, push, baby!
[grunting and fighting]
Come on. Come on.
Come on. Come on.
[shouting and fighting]
Unh! Oh.
[grunting and fighting]
You want to run with the big
dogs, huh?
Want to run with the big dogs?
[screams]
[grunting and fighting]
Unh!
Come on, Santo!
Come on, Santo!
[crowd booing]
[grunting]
Viva la blanco!
Viva la blanco!
[exerting]
[bones crunching]
Aah!
Aah!
[groaning]
[growling]
[crowd murmuring]
[crowd booing]
[groaning]
[grunting]
Is it time?
Time to come upstairs.
♪♪
[fighters grunting]
Get it over with!
[fighters grunting]
Come on, come on.
[Santo grunting]
[fighters grunting]
Santo!
That's enough!
[crowd shouting]
Let him out.
Christ.
You don't got to do this,
Campbell!
Unh!
Get him, Campbell!
Unh!
Yeah, Campbell!
Get him, Campbell, get him!
Get him!
Yeah, Campbell!
[grunting and fighting]
Now!
[grunting and fighting]
[electricity crackles]
[screams]
[grunts]
Come on, don't tase him!
[crowd booing]
Boo!
[crowd booing]
Get up, Baldus.
No.
Come on.
You have to.
You know the consequences.
Go!
Ladies and gentlemen, ladies
and gentlemen, that was a fight!
That was what the gauntlet is
all about.
That was blo-o-o-od!
[laughs]
Oh, but it is not over!
As you can see, our next
competitor has entered the ring.
Despite earning expulsion from
the gauntlet for his recent
interference, I have decided to
let Jack Campbell fight!
Come on, you can't make
him fight!
Jack, get up!
Get up!
I can't do this.
He's hurt.
Now's your shot, McDonough.
All you have to do is beat a man
who has had 10,000 volts pumped
through him!
Get up!
Campbell, your brother's
pulling for you.
[grunts]
Do it.
You know what will happen if
you don't.
Sorry, man.
We got to do this.
Come on, Campbell.
You can do it, baby.
[grunting and fighting]
Unh!
Come on, Campbell!
Don't go down!
Get him, Campbell!
[grunting and fighting]
That's it, man, that's it!
That's it, Jack!
[grunting and fighting]
Whew. Whew.
[both shouting]
[both grunting]
No, no, no!
Get out of there, get out!
Come on, let's go, let's go!
There you go, there you go!
Gah!
Unh!
Oh! No, no, no.
Come on, come on!
[grunting]
Come on!
Yeah!
Get him, Campbell!
[grunting]
[groaning]
No!
There's no tapping out in
the gauntlet.
Finish him!
Finish him or he'll finish you!
[grunting and fighting]
Unh.
Winner!
We have a winner!
You the man, Campbell, baby.
You the man.
[electricity crackles]
[screams]
[crowd shouting]
Take the victor to
the shower.
Make it a cold one.
You ain't so tough, Campbell.
[chuckles] No, he ain't.
Tomorrow night, you will see
Jack Campbell face Tuck Baldus!
You will see one of these men
win the gauntlet and face that
man-- Isaiah Griffin!
Do you want blood?!
[chanting] We want blood!
We want blood!
Tomorrow night, you will
have it!
[chanting] We want blood!
We want blood!
We want blood!
We want blood!
We want blood!
I was once told by a
not-so-wise man, "Never
underestimate the corrupting
power of money."
We've had a good night
tonight.
Highest gate so far.
One of the beautiful things
about this business is that,
every once in a while, you
encounter a rare breed of
animal, one that's smarter,
faster, meaner than the rest of
the pack.
And if you can break that
animal, domesticate him enough
to do your bidding, there's no
telling what riches that beast
may bring.
Campbell... is one of those rare
creatures.
You don't think they'll come
tomorrow after what they saw
tonight, do you?
The crowd?
Of course they will.
They got a taste for blood.
Pope gives them what they want.
Yeah, but Santo-- what that
guy did to him, what Isaiah did
to your brother-- it's barbaric.
It's w*r.
You think Santo is gonna
make it?
More blood money?
Yeah, Pope gave it to me,
night after the fight.
Said you earned yourself some
more carrots, whatever
that means.
I-- I wanted to tell him we
didn't need his stinking money.
I wanted to tell him to go screw
himself, but I... couldn't.
I just...
You got to figure out who
you are, George.
I can't tell you.
Well, you want to go by Sarah
and Joey's place?
You could stay at the club
tonight.
Just drop me over here.
[crickets chirping]
[knocking at door]
So, you made it through
another night.
Satisfied?
No.
You're hurt.
I'm fine.
Just get in here.
Okay, hold still, soldier.
It's gonna sting a little.
When I was in Iraq, my unit
was part of a... small
fire team...looking for
S*ddam Hussein.
And we were positioned in this
little suburb outside of Tikrit.
We'd been getting pounded for
three days.
And my commanding officer got
paranoid and went crazy.
And he'd fire on anybody and
everybody.
So, we had been taking hits from
what we thought was an insurgent
compound.
It turned out, it was a school.
He thought it was a cover.
He was about to call in
a strike.
It was filled with kids, and
I tried to talk him down, and he
pulled his weapon on me.
What happened?
I stopped him.
You did the right thing.
I'm no hero.
I've been in prison for
four years.
And I just got out.
I don't care.
Not one bit.
It's been a long time.
Yeah, well, there's been a
lot of that going around.
[gasps]
[breathing heavily]
[birds chirping]
[monitor beeping]
Hey, Joey.
How's it hangin', man?
You all right?
Yeah.
[monitor beeping erratically]
[alarm chirping]
Joey?
Man, I got to get a doctor.
J-- Doctor?
Doctor?!
Mm, you're still here.
I made you some coffee.
I didn't know what you took.
Hmm.
Caffeinated's fine.
I thought you would've fled for
the hills.
I was tempted.
[groans]
Oh!
[inhales sharply]
I'm so sorry!
[groans]
[laughs]
I got something to stay for.
Mm, you and me both.
Hey...
are you really gonna fight
tonight?
Nothing else I can see doing.
[sighs]
You know that thing that you
do, riding in on the white horse
to save people?
It's annoying.
I'm beginning to think you have
a hero complex.
That's possible.
Then I guess I'm just gonna
have to come with you, then.
It's not pretty.
Well, neither is your face.
[telephone rings]
Mm.
[telephone beeps]
Hello?
George.
Yeah.
Yeah, he's here.
Hold on.
Georgie, speak.
It's Joey.
Joey!
Oh, sh*t.
Look at you, man.
[crying]
It's okay.
I figured that Joey could use
this money more than I can, so I
was on my way here to give it to
him, and I walked in.
All these machines are going
off, and I thought he was about
to croak.
George!
Hey, it's okay.
It's gonna be all right.
No, Jack, it's not.
George told me about Sarah.
We'll go after Pope.
The highway patrol will believe
you, Joey.
No.
I mean, he's got Sarah.
Look, you get the cops there
with a packed house, and we'll
get Sarah home safely.
Who's "we"?
Me and George.
Do you really think this is
gonna work?
No.
I love your brutal honesty.
I could really get used to it.
It's time to get out.
Take care of him, Georgie.
Who, me?
Yeah, sure.
[indistinct chatter]
[cheers and applause]
Hey, Jack!
Whoo!
Hi! Hi, Jack!
Isaiah's gonna break you in
half, and I'm gonna be cheering
him on.
Did you bring your pom-poms?
Little dress?
Let's go, the boss is waiting
for you-- Whoa, whoa, whoa!
You wait in line with the rest.
I've been getting bets
worldwide.
People flying from all over.
You want to know why?
You.
I mean, anybody can put a fight
up on the Internet, but to come
and smell the sweat... see the
blood flow in person?
Man, that's living.
San Madero is gonna be the
center of the world tonight.
You've made this into the
Super Bowl.
You're making me blush.
If you fight like a good
little doggy tonight, well, the
world can be your oyster.
Hell, it can be your beluga
caviar.
But screw with me...
Well, just remember...
your sister-in-law's counting
on you.
Well, go on out there and fight
for your life.
But you make sure that the crowd
loves it.
You remember the stakes,
don't you?
Do you?
[crowd chanting] Campbell!
Campbell! Campbell! Campbell!
Campbell!
[chanting continues]
[crowd booing]
Boo!
Ladies and gentlemen!
[crowd booing]
Welcome to the grand finale!
Well... it seems like you all
are mad at me.
That's okay, because as mad as
you are, we still want
the same thing.
We want blood!
[chanting] We want blood!
We want blood!
We want blood!
We want blood!
[chanting continues]
It's not time yet.
No, but it's coming.
That was a good thing you did
last night, protecting Santo.
Why are you doing this,
Isaiah?
You the monster everyone says
you are?
Does it matter?
Maybe you should think of me as
that man that beat down
your brother.
As Pope's dog of w*r.
But you're not, are you?
You're not, Baldus.
Pope has got something on you.
What is it?
Everything.
Pope's evil.
He'll get what's coming to him.
But you got to ask yourself
something.
What's that?
What kind of man are you?
[chanting continues]
[crowd booing]
Who's the man?!
Who?!
I can take him!
I can take him!
[laughs]
[crowd chanting] Campbell!
Campbell! Campbell! Campbell!
Campbell! Campbell!
Campbell!
Beat that big b*stard's a*s.
[crowd chanting] Campbell!
Campbell! Campbell!
Remember the stakes,
little doggy.
[chanting continues]
You're going down, Campbell.
[chanting continues]
I got your back, man.
♪♪
You know why I'm the man?
'Cause Pope got nothing on me.
I'm gonna break you up because
I like it.
I'm gonna tear you apart.
No, you're not.
Let's see some blood!
[roaring]
[grunting and fighting]
[crowd shouting]
[grunting and fighting]
Oh, my God, Jack!
[faint cheering]
Gah!
Unh! [groaning]
Get up, Jack!
You're nothing, pig!
I own you!
Fight back!
[grunting]
Take him down, boy!
Yeah, baby, yeah!
[grunting and fighting]
Baldus, you ain't nothing but
a b*tch!
[grunting and fighting]
Come on.
[sighs]
No, not this time.
I said no.
♪♪
[crowd cheering]
Aah!
Tear him apart!
[grunting and fighting]
Unh! [groaning]
[grunting]
[grunting]
[crowd cheering]
And the winner!
Jack Campbell!
[crowd cheering]
Seems that Campbell has a few
close personal friends in the
audience tonight.
Well, they should be happy,
because the night is not over.
Jack Campbell is about to face
the most awesome force in the
history of the gauntlet.
♪♪
Place your bets.
[crowd muttering]
Campbell! Campbell!
[crowd chanting] Campbell!
Campbell! Campbell! Campbell!
Mr. Pope... [whispering]
[chanting continues]
Damn it, Isaiah, do you have
any idea how much is riding
on this?
That whole entire crowd is
betting against you.
Give me those.
Now, I need you to take your
medicine like a good little dog,
and go out there--
I'm no one's dog, Pope.
[chuckles]
Sometimes, you have to rob Jack
to pay Paul.
[gasps]
[groans]
[crowd chanting] Campbell!
Campbell! Campbell! Campbell!
[chanting continues]
[crowd cheering]
It's nothing personal.
The hell it isn't, but it's
not between you and me, it's us.
It's us against Pope.
Stand with me.
It's too late for me,
Campbell.
This is who I am.
Come on, let's see some
damn blood!
Yeah!
Listen to them.
Let's see some blood!
Is that what you want?
Put your hands up.
It's not gonna happen.
Get 'em up!
Aah!
Aah!
Go get the girl.
I'm sorry, sir?
The girl.
Go get the girl, the hostage,
the damsel in distress.
Get her!
Defend yourself.
[crowd booing]
Come on!
Listen to them.
They want us to k*ll each other.
Gah!
No!
Come on.
[groaning]
Oh! Aah! Ah!
[groaning]
[crowd booing]
We don't need Sarah.
They're-- They're fighting.
Everything's fine.
Everything is not fine.
They want blood, and they will
get it one way or another.
Finish him!
[crowd shouting]
Stay down.
Unh! Ah!
Ah-aah!
Jack!
Jack!
Your friend Sarah...
you have to help her!
But Jack's a little busy
right now.
Pope is going to k*ll her.
You have to go now.
Downstairs.
That boy's k*lling you, man!
You've got to fight back!
[crowd booing]
Why won't you fight?
Because we're not animals.
[grunting]
[sighs]
We're not dogs.
[sighs]
[breathing heavily]
What the hell?
What-- What the hell they doing?
Pope!
They're not gonna fight?
You giving me my money back.
The hell with this.
♪♪
[sighs]
[footsteps approaching]
[car alarm chirps]
Unh!
[door unlocking]
Hey, hey, why-- why don't you
just leave her alone, huh?
Why, George? [chuckles]
Like, uh, what are you gonna do
about it?
That's what I thought.
Unh!
Yah! Unh.
Ha! I always wanted to
do that.
Whoa, hey, hey! I'm just trying
to get you out of here.
Who are you?
I'm George.
Jack and I are partners.
Come on.
[crowd shouting]
Stop right there, Campbell.
Hey-- Unh!
Ugh. [groaning]
[indistinct shouting]
Pope!
Get him.
[grunting and fighting]
Oh, my God!
Where are you?!
[bones cracking]
Aah!
[grunting and fighting]
Pope!
Aah!
[both shouting]
[both grunting]
[groaning]
Hyah!
You were my champion.
I gave you the world!
This is how you repay me?!
Aah! [sputtering]
Here we go, hero.
Oh, this is on now.
Come on!
[both grunting]
Hey, I got 1,000 on Campbell.
[grunting and fighting]
Come on, come on, come on.
Let's go. Let's go!
[grunting and fighting]
Hyah!
[both shouting]
Ooh! That's nice!
That's nice.
♪♪
[grunting and fighting]
Ooh!
Starting to get the idea?
[grunting and fighting]
Aah!
Unh.
Hyah!
[sword snapping]
[grunting and fighting]
[bones cracking]
Aah!
Unh.
[grunts]
Yeah, yeah.
Yeah, you too.
How'd you like that?
You, too.
That's it.
You know, I've seen it a
dozen times, Pope.
Guys with bloodlust get in a
real fight-- the only blood they
taste... is their own.
[indistinct chatter]
[groans]
Jack.
You're all right?
Yeah.
You look like crap.
[police radio chatter]
[sighs]
Well, reboot it and try it
again-- it's all in there.
You're okay.
It's over.
Arrest that man!
Arrest Campbell!
No, no, no, no, I'm a cop!
I'm a cop, damn it!
Oh, my God, Jack!
Oh, my God, we have to get you
to the hospital.
I'm okay. I'm okay.
Yeah, yeah, we know
the drill.
Come on.
[radio chatter continues]
♪♪
Yeah, why don't you put that
rib down and give us a hand
there, George?
Yeah, sure.
Looks like he's still buzzing
from his hero moment.
[chuckling]
[sighs] I just hope he doesn't
plan on us naming her after him.
[both chuckle]
Yeah.
Oh!
What?
She's coming!
Now?
Like, right now!
Oh, she's having a baby!
Having a baby!
You okay? You want--
Yeah, yeah, yeah, I'm--
Uh, car-- what car we
gonna take?
Um, take George's!
What?
What-- What if her water breaks?
George!
All right, I'll-- I'll drive.
I'll drive, fine.
Easy, easy, honey.
Go, go, go!
Let's go, let's go!
Watch the seats.
We'll catch up.
[engine starts]
Okay, sweetie.
We'll be right behind you.
Okay!
[tires screeching]
You know what?
What?
It's good to be home.
♪♪
♪♪
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