既然活着就要努力使自己幸福，明白自己所想要的，踏踏实实为自己想要的去奋斗
Eddie Scrap-Iron Dupris: If theres magic in boxing, its the magic of fighting
battles beyond endurance, beyond cracked ribs, ruptured kidneys and detached
retinas. Its the magic of risking everything for a dream that nobody sees but
you.
Eddie Scrap-Iron Dupris: To make a fighter you gotta strip them down to
bare wood: you cant just tell em to forget everything you know if you gotta make
em forget even their bones... make em so tired they only listen to you, only
hear your voice, only do what you say and nothing else... show em how to keep
their balance and take it away from the other guy... how to generate momentum
off their right toe and how to flex your knees when you fire a jab... how to fly
back and up so that the other guy doesnt want to come after you. Then you gotta
show em all over again. Over and over and over... till they think theyre born
that way.
Frankie Dunn: You forgot the rule. Now, what is the rule?
Maggie Fitzgerald: Keep my left up?
Frankie Dunn: Is to protect yourself
at all times. Now, what is the rule?
Maggie Fitzgerald: Protect myself at
all times.
Frankie Dunn: Good. Good.
Eddie Scrap-Iron Dupris: All
fighters are pig-headed some way or another: some part of them always thinks
they know better than you about something. Truth is: even if theyre wrong, even
if that one thing is going to be the ruin of them, if you can beat that last bit
out of them... they aint fighters at all.
Maggie Fitzgerald: Youre gonna
leave me again?
Frankie Dunn: Never.
Frankie Dunn: I think someone
should count to 10.
Eddie Scrap-Iron Dupris: [after hitting someone] 110.
Get a job, punk.
Maggie Fitzgerald: Momma, you take Mardell and JD and get
home fore I tell that lawyer there that you were so worried about your welfare
you never signed those house papers like you were supposed to. So anytime I feel
like it I can sell that house from under your fat, lazy, hillbilly ass. And if
you ever come back, thats exactly what Ill do.
Maggie Fitzgerald: I saw your
last fight, Shawrelle. Spent so much time face down I thought the canvas had
titties.
Father Horvak: Whats confusing you this week?
Frankie Dunn: Oh,
its the same old "one God-three God" thing.
Father Horvak: Frankie, most
people figure out by kindergarten its about faith.
Frankie Dunn: Is it sort
of like Snap Crackle and Pop, all rolled into one big box?
Father Horvak:
Youre standing outside my church, comparing God to Rice Krispies?
Eddie
Scrap-Iron Dupris: Frankie likes to say that boxing is an unnatural act, that
everything in boxing is backwards: sometimes the best way to deliver a punch is
to step back... But step back too far and you aint fighting at all.
Eddie
Scrap-Iron Dupris: Shes getting pretty good.
Frankie Dunn: Yeah, real fast.
Its almost as if someones been helping her.
Eddie Scrap-Iron Dupris: Oh, I
dont know. Maybe shes just got what it takes.
Frankie Dunn: Shes got my
speed bag, is what shes got.
[walking away]
Eddie Scrap-Iron Dupris:
Now, howd she get that?
Ref #1: Is this your fighter?
Frankie Dunn: This
is my fighter.
Frankie Dunn: Whats she sayin?
Eddie Scrap-Iron Dupris:
Wants to know what youre readin.
Frankie Dunn: Its Yeats.
[turns to
Maggie]
Frankie Dunn: Keep your head back.
Eddie Scrap-Iron Dupris: Why
dont you talk a little Yeats to her? Show her what a treat that is.
Frankie
Dunn: Mo cuishle means my darling. My blood.
Frankie Dunn: [to Maggie] All
right. Im gonna disconnect your air machine, then youre gonna go to sleep. Then
Ill give you a shot, and youll... stay asleep. Mo cuishle means "My darling, my
blood."
Father Horvak: Frankie, Ive seen you at Mass almost every day for 23
years. The only person comes to church that much is the kind who cant forgive
himself for something.
[repeated line]
Frankie Dunn: I dont train girls.
Frankie Dunn: How many times do I got to tell you that bleach is bleach. Why
cant you just buy the cheap stuff, you always have to buy the expensive stuff.
Eddie Scrap-Iron Dupris: It smells better, Frankie.
Frankie Dunn: Bleach
smells like bleach.
Maggie Fitzgerald: Im 32, Mr. Dunn, and Im here
celebrating the fact that I spent another year scraping dishes and waitressing
which is what Ive been doing since 13, and according to you Ill be 37 before I
can even throw a decent punch, which I have to admit, after working on this
speed bag for a month may be the Gods simple truth. Other truth is, my brothers
in prison, my sister cheats on welfare by pretending one of her babies is still
alive, my daddys dead, and my momma weighs 312lbs. If I was thinking straight Id
go back home, find a used trailer, buy a deep fryer and some oreos. Problem is,
this the only thing I ever felt good doing. If Im too old for this then I got
nothing. That enough truth to suit you?
Frankie Dunn: What you learn
tonight?
Maggie Fitzgerald: Always protect myself.
Frankie Dunn: Whats
the rule?
Maggie Fitzgerald: Always protect myself.
Eddie Scrap-Iron
Dupris: Anybody can lose one fight, anybody can lose once, youll come back from
this youll be champion of the world.
Danger Barch: Anyone can lose one
fight.
Frankie Dunn: I want you to jab, right in the tits, until they turn
blue and fall off.
Frankie Dunn: How many eyes do you need to finish this
fight?
Maggie Fitzgerald: Ones enough.
Maggie Fitzgerald: Shes tough, I
cant go inside, I cant get close enough to hit her.
Frankie Dunn: You know
why that is?
Maggie Fitzgerald: Why?
Frankie Dunn: Cause shes a better
fighter than you are, thats why. Shes younger, shes stronger, and shes more
experienced. Now, what are you gonna do about it?
Maggie Fitzgerald: [Next
round starts. Maggie knocks her out in few seconds]
Frankie Dunn: Girlie,
tough aint enough.
Eddie Scrap-Iron Dupris: There is magic in fighting
battles beyond endurance
[Eddie has his feet up on the desk]
Frankie
Dunn: You got big holes in your socks.
Eddie Scrap-Iron Dupris: Oh, theyre
not that big.
Frankie Dunn: Didnt I give you money for some new ones?
Eddie Scrap-Iron Dupris: These are my sleeping socks. My feet like a little
air at night.
Frankie Dunn: How come youre wearing them in the daytime,
then?
Eddie Scrap-Iron Dupris: Cause my daytime socks got too many holes in
them.
Frankie Dunn: So is Jesus a Demigod?
Father Horvak: There are no
Demigods, you fucking Pagan!
Eddie Scrap-Iron Dupris: I have HBO.
Frankie Dunn: You wouldnt start training to be a ballerina at 31 now, would
you?
Maggie Fitzgerald: Already been workin it for three years.
Frankie
Dunn: And you cant hit a speed bag? What kind of training is that?
Maggie
Fitzgerald: I never had any, boss.
Frankie Dunn: Well, I hate to say it, but
it shows.
Maggie Fitzgerald: Were flying?
Frankie Dunn: Would you rather
drive?
Maggie Fitzgerald: Youre askin me?
Frankie Dunn: Would you rather
fly or would you rather drive?
Maggie Fitzgerald: So, I finally get to
decide something?
Frankie Dunn: Thats what Im saying.
Maggie Fitzgerald:
Fine. Fly there, drive back.
Frankie Dunn: Thats the stupidest thing I ever
heard of. How the hell we gonna do that?
Maggie Fitzgerald: You said it was
up to me.
Maggie Fitzgerald: Ive got nobody but you, Frankie.
Frankie
Dunn: Well, youve got me.
Maggie Fitzgerald: Working the bag, boss.
Frankie Dunn: Im not your boss and that bags working you.
Eddie
Scrap-Iron Dupris: Seems there are Irish people everywhere, or people who want
to be.
Danger Barch: [of a water bottle] Howd you get all the ice in here
through this little tiny hole?
Maggie Fitzgerald: You got any family, boss?
Frankie Dunn: What?
Maggie Fitzgerald: Youre spending so much time with
me. I didnt know if you had any.
Frankie Dunn: Well, Ive got a daughter,
Katie.
Maggie Fitzgerald: Well thats family.
Frankie Dunn: Were not
exactly close.
Maggie Fitzgerald: How much she weigh?
Frankie Dunn:
What?
Maggie Fitzgerald: Trouble in my family comes by the pound.
Danger
Barch: Oh, look, Im Shawrelle! Im humping the canvas!
Maggie Fitzgerald: Did
you see the fight?
Eddie Scrap-Iron Dupris: Of course I did. You had her
cold, Maggie.
Maggie Fitzgerald: I shouldnt have dropped my hand. I shouldnt
have turned. Always protect myself... how many times did he tell me that?
Maggie Fitzgerald: I cant be like this, Frankie. Not after what Ive done.
Ive seen the world. People chanted my name. Well, not my name, some damn name
you gave me. They were chanting for me. I was in magazines. You think I ever
dreamed thatd happen? I was born two pounds, one-and-a-half ounces. Daddy used
to tell me Id fight my way into this world, and Id fight my way out. Thats all I
wanna do, Frankie. I just dont wanna fight you to do it. I got what I needed. I
got it all. Dont let em keep taking it away from me. Dont let me lie here till I
cant hear those people chanting no more.
Frankie Dunn: [Reads a script from
a book in Gaelic]
Eddie Scrap-Iron Dupris: What the hell kind of language is
that?
Frankie Dunn: What do you want?
Eddie Scrap-Iron Dupris: I just
thought you should know you got a fighter out there not talking to another
manager.
Frankie Dunn: Not talking to another manager?
Eddie Scrap-Iron
Dupris: And not just any manager. Mickey Mack.
Frankie Dunn: You came in
here to tell me Big Willie is not talking to Mickey Mack.
Eddie Scrap-Iron
Dupris: Not a word. Neither one of him.
Frankie Dunn: [Frustrated] Im tryin
to read here.
Eddie Scrap-Iron Dupris: Well, if you think that more
important.
Danger Barch: [Repeated line; yelling] And I challenge the "Motor
City Cobra", Thomas "Hit Man" Hearns to fight me for the Welterweight
Championship of the whole world!
Maggie Fitzgerald: [first meeting] Mr.
Dunn?
Frankie Dunn: Hmm. I owe you money?
Maggie Fitzgerald: No sir.
Frankie Dunn: I know your mama?
Maggie Fitzgerald: Dont rightly know,
sir.
Frankie Dunn: Then what is it you want?
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Eddie Scrap-Iron Dupris: If theres magic in boxing, its the magic of fighting
battles beyond endurance, beyond cracked ribs, ruptured kidneys and detached
retinas. Its the magic of risking everything for a dream that nobody sees but
you.
Eddie Scrap-Iron Dupris: To make a fighter you gotta strip them down to
bare wood: you cant just tell em to forget everything you know if you gotta make
em forget even their bones... make em so tired they only listen to you, only
hear your voice, only do what you say and nothing else... show em how to keep
their balance and take it away from the other guy... how to generate momentum
off their right toe and how to flex your knees when you fire a jab... how to fly
back and up so that the other guy doesnt want to come after you. Then you gotta
show em all over again. Over and over and over... till they think theyre born
that way.
Frankie Dunn: You forgot the rule. Now, what is the rule?
Maggie Fitzgerald: Keep my left up?
Frankie Dunn: Is to protect yourself
at all times. Now, what is the rule?
Maggie Fitzgerald: Protect myself at
all times.
Frankie Dunn: Good. Good.
Eddie Scrap-Iron Dupris: All
fighters are pig-headed some way or another: some part of them always thinks
they know better than you about something. Truth is: even if theyre wrong, even
if that one thing is going to be the ruin of them, if you can beat that last bit
out of them... they aint fighters at all.
Maggie Fitzgerald: Youre gonna
leave me again?
Frankie Dunn: Never.
Frankie Dunn: I think someone
should count to 10.
Eddie Scrap-Iron Dupris: [after hitting someone] 110.
Get a job, punk.
Maggie Fitzgerald: Momma, you take Mardell and JD and get
home fore I tell that lawyer there that you were so worried about your welfare
you never signed those house papers like you were supposed to. So anytime I feel
like it I can sell that house from under your fat, lazy, hillbilly ass. And if
you ever come back, thats exactly what Ill do.
Maggie Fitzgerald: I saw your
last fight, Shawrelle. Spent so much time face down I thought the canvas had
titties.
Father Horvak: Whats confusing you this week?
Frankie Dunn: Oh,
its the same old "one God-three God" thing.
Father Horvak: Frankie, most
people figure out by kindergarten its about faith.
Frankie Dunn: Is it sort
of like Snap Crackle and Pop, all rolled into one big box?
Father Horvak:
Youre standing outside my church, comparing God to Rice Krispies?
Eddie
Scrap-Iron Dupris: Frankie likes to say that boxing is an unnatural act, that
everything in boxing is backwards: sometimes the best way to deliver a punch is
to step back... But step back too far and you aint fighting at all.
Eddie
Scrap-Iron Dupris: Shes getting pretty good.
Frankie Dunn: Yeah, real fast.
Its almost as if someones been helping her.
Eddie Scrap-Iron Dupris: Oh, I
dont know. Maybe shes just got what it takes.
Frankie Dunn: Shes got my
speed bag, is what shes got.
[walking away]
Eddie Scrap-Iron Dupris:
Now, howd she get that?
Ref #1: Is this your fighter?
Frankie Dunn: This
is my fighter.
Frankie Dunn: Whats she sayin?
Eddie Scrap-Iron Dupris:
Wants to know what youre readin.
Frankie Dunn: Its Yeats.
[turns to
Maggie]
Frankie Dunn: Keep your head back.
Eddie Scrap-Iron Dupris: Why
dont you talk a little Yeats to her? Show her what a treat that is.
Frankie
Dunn: Mo cuishle means my darling. My blood.
Frankie Dunn: [to Maggie] All
right. Im gonna disconnect your air machine, then youre gonna go to sleep. Then
Ill give you a shot, and youll... stay asleep. Mo cuishle means "My darling, my
blood."
Father Horvak: Frankie, Ive seen you at Mass almost every day for 23
years. The only person comes to church that much is the kind who cant forgive
himself for something.
[repeated line]
Frankie Dunn: I dont train girls.
Frankie Dunn: How many times do I got to tell you that bleach is bleach. Why
cant you just buy the cheap stuff, you always have to buy the expensive stuff.
Eddie Scrap-Iron Dupris: It smells better, Frankie.
Frankie Dunn: Bleach
smells like bleach.
Maggie Fitzgerald: Im 32, Mr. Dunn, and Im here
celebrating the fact that I spent another year scraping dishes and waitressing
which is what Ive been doing since 13, and according to you Ill be 37 before I
can even throw a decent punch, which I have to admit, after working on this
speed bag for a month may be the Gods simple truth. Other truth is, my brothers
in prison, my sister cheats on welfare by pretending one of her babies is still
alive, my daddys dead, and my momma weighs 312lbs. If I was thinking straight Id
go back home, find a used trailer, buy a deep fryer and some oreos. Problem is,
this the only thing I ever felt good doing. If Im too old for this then I got
nothing. That enough truth to suit you?
Frankie Dunn: What you learn
tonight?
Maggie Fitzgerald: Always protect myself.
Frankie Dunn: Whats
the rule?
Maggie Fitzgerald: Always protect myself.
Eddie Scrap-Iron
Dupris: Anybody can lose one fight, anybody can lose once, youll come back from
this youll be champion of the world.
Danger Barch: Anyone can lose one
fight.
Frankie Dunn: I want you to jab, right in the tits, until they turn
blue and fall off.
Frankie Dunn: How many eyes do you need to finish this
fight?
Maggie Fitzgerald: Ones enough.
Maggie Fitzgerald: Shes tough, I
cant go inside, I cant get close enough to hit her.
Frankie Dunn: You know
why that is?
Maggie Fitzgerald: Why?
Frankie Dunn: Cause shes a better
fighter than you are, thats why. Shes younger, shes stronger, and shes more
experienced. Now, what are you gonna do about it?
Maggie Fitzgerald: [Next
round starts. Maggie knocks her out in few seconds]
Frankie Dunn: Girlie,
tough aint enough.
Eddie Scrap-Iron Dupris: There is magic in fighting
battles beyond endurance
[Eddie has his feet up on the desk]
Frankie
Dunn: You got big holes in your socks.
Eddie Scrap-Iron Dupris: Oh, theyre
not that big.
Frankie Dunn: Didnt I give you money for some new ones?
Eddie Scrap-Iron Dupris: These are my sleeping socks. My feet like a little
air at night.
Frankie Dunn: How come youre wearing them in the daytime,
then?
Eddie Scrap-Iron Dupris: Cause my daytime socks got too many holes in
them.
Frankie Dunn: So is Jesus a Demigod?
Father Horvak: There are no
Demigods, you fucking Pagan!
Eddie Scrap-Iron Dupris: I have HBO.
Frankie Dunn: You wouldnt start training to be a ballerina at 31 now, would
you?
Maggie Fitzgerald: Already been workin it for three years.
Frankie
Dunn: And you cant hit a speed bag? What kind of training is that?
Maggie
Fitzgerald: I never had any, boss.
Frankie Dunn: Well, I hate to say it, but
it shows.
Maggie Fitzgerald: Were flying?
Frankie Dunn: Would you rather
drive?
Maggie Fitzgerald: Youre askin me?
Frankie Dunn: Would you rather
fly or would you rather drive?
Maggie Fitzgerald: So, I finally get to
decide something?
Frankie Dunn: Thats what Im saying.
Maggie Fitzgerald:
Fine. Fly there, drive back.
Frankie Dunn: Thats the stupidest thing I ever
heard of. How the hell we gonna do that?
Maggie Fitzgerald: You said it was
up to me.
Maggie Fitzgerald: Ive got nobody but you, Frankie.
Frankie
Dunn: Well, youve got me.
Maggie Fitzgerald: Working the bag, boss.
Frankie Dunn: Im not your boss and that bags working you.
Eddie
Scrap-Iron Dupris: Seems there are Irish people everywhere, or people who want
to be.
Danger Barch: [of a water bottle] Howd you get all the ice in here
through this little tiny hole?
Maggie Fitzgerald: You got any family, boss?
Frankie Dunn: What?
Maggie Fitzgerald: Youre spending so much time with
me. I didnt know if you had any.
Frankie Dunn: Well, Ive got a daughter,
Katie.
Maggie Fitzgerald: Well thats family.
Frankie Dunn: Were not
exactly close.
Maggie Fitzgerald: How much she weigh?
Frankie Dunn:
What?
Maggie Fitzgerald: Trouble in my family comes by the pound.
Danger
Barch: Oh, look, Im Shawrelle! Im humping the canvas!
Maggie Fitzgerald: Did
you see the fight?
Eddie Scrap-Iron Dupris: Of course I did. You had her
cold, Maggie.
Maggie Fitzgerald: I shouldnt have dropped my hand. I shouldnt
have turned. Always protect myself... how many times did he tell me that?
Maggie Fitzgerald: I cant be like this, Frankie. Not after what Ive done.
Ive seen the world. People chanted my name. Well, not my name, some damn name
you gave me. They were chanting for me. I was in magazines. You think I ever
dreamed thatd happen? I was born two pounds, one-and-a-half ounces. Daddy used
to tell me Id fight my way into this world, and Id fight my way out. Thats all I
wanna do, Frankie. I just dont wanna fight you to do it. I got what I needed. I
got it all. Dont let em keep taking it away from me. Dont let me lie here till I
cant hear those people chanting no more.
Frankie Dunn: [Reads a script from
a book in Gaelic]
Eddie Scrap-Iron Dupris: What the hell kind of language is
that?
Frankie Dunn: What do you want?
Eddie Scrap-Iron Dupris: I just
thought you should know you got a fighter out there not talking to another
manager.
Frankie Dunn: Not talking to another manager?
Eddie Scrap-Iron
Dupris: And not just any manager. Mickey Mack.
Frankie Dunn: You came in
here to tell me Big Willie is not talking to Mickey Mack.
Eddie Scrap-Iron
Dupris: Not a word. Neither one of him.
Frankie Dunn: [Frustrated] Im tryin
to read here.
Eddie Scrap-Iron Dupris: Well, if you think that more
important.
Danger Barch: [Repeated line; yelling] And I challenge the "Motor
City Cobra", Thomas "Hit Man" Hearns to fight me for the Welterweight
Championship of the whole world!
Maggie Fitzgerald: [first meeting] Mr.
Dunn?
Frankie Dunn: Hmm. I owe you money?
Maggie Fitzgerald: No sir.
Frankie Dunn: I know your mama?
Maggie Fitzgerald: Dont rightly know,
sir.
Frankie Dunn: Then what is it you want?
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