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What? What? Did you hear? Hear what?

He's here.

Who's here? The Heat.

The Heat? Who's the Heat?

Did he just say what I think he said?

Mercury the Heat Jones.

Six foot two, 175 pounds, with a 75 inch
reach.

The boxer.

Yeah. I heard he lost the fight.

Well, technically he did, but it was a
lucky punch. Excuse me to learn. I mean,

Tommy Brackett didn't roll in the same
ring with Mercury Jones. What?

What's the meaning of all this?

The rest, please.

Jack and I made a little wager on the
fight.

I didn't know you liked boxing.

Oh, actually, I despise boxing, but I
figured if it was Jack's hero, he was

bound to lose.

Come on, come on.

Tommy Brackett was admitted to the
hospital at 11 .18 p .m.

Suffering from two broken ribs, a
fractured right hand, and severe

Have you seen the ex -chair?

Please,

please.

Mr. Jones is being held overnight for
observation.

How do you feel, Mercury?

I suppose as well as a man can after
getting knocked out. Was it a lucky

I'm not going to try to take anything
away from Tommy Brackett.

It's going to hell in a fight.

Mr. Topping, will there be a rematch?

Well, now a good promoter likes to give
the people what they want. So we

certainly will be looking into that. And
what about you, Mercury?

50 and 0.

That was my dream.

The only thing that ever really mattered
to me.

Always said that's when it would end.

Tonight was supposed to be a retirement.

And I know the difference between that
and 49 -1 is only one fight.

But now I can only hope that Tommy
Brackett will give me another shot.

Another chance to go out a winner.

Hey, Mercury!

Hey, it's Kieran Conley. How does it
feel to be begging for a fight?

I hope he ducks you just like he done to
me.

Now, thank you, ladies and gentlemen.
That's going to be all for now. Thank

very much.

Who is that?

Kieran Conley, ranked fourth in the
world.

15 -0 with 12 KOs.

What's the matter, Mercury?

Ain't mad enough to face me?

Hey, Mama, why don't you come on home
with me and I'll show you what you've

missing? Come on! Come on!

Come on! Come on! Come on!

This is a hospital.

We patch people up. We don't tear them
up here.

That's it, Mercury!

Curtain one!

Like the loser you are!

Like the loser you've always been!

Get off me! Get off me!

Dr. Sloan, how are you feeling?

Not bad.

Good. Let's have a listen to you here.

Hey, congratulations on the fight,
incidentally.

Thanks. You have

any

history of heart trouble in your family?

Well, not that I know of. Why? Have you
had any dizziness lately, shortness of

breath?

No, not really.

No.

You have an irregular heartbeat.

Was that serious?

Well, it could be, especially in your
business.

I like to run a test called a 2D
echocardiogram.

Doc, there's nothing wrong with my
heart. Well, I hope you're right, but we

don't know that until we take the test.

You did it.

I always said you were a champ.

Look at this.

May I help you?

Oh, how you doing, Doctor? Butch Riley.

I'm his manager. Ex -manager. Hey, come
on, kid. I know we've had our

differences, but we're a team, huh?

Get out.

Listen, who stood by your side all those
years when nobody would even give you

the time of day, huh?

When you were scraping for them nickel
and dime bites, huh? Who, huh, who? I

think you better leave now, sir.

Please.

You know, you just ran out of friends in
this world, kid.

Sorry about that, Doc. All right.

So what do you say about the test?

All right. Good.

Good. If you're feeling up to it, I'd
like to start right away, too.

Okay. Good.

Don't worry.

Everything will be fine.

Mercury.

Two rounds and he'll be down.

Fans are going to love this.

Mercury rises from the ashes to avenge
his only defeat and reclaim the title.

We'll make $10 million in pay -per -view
law.

You're not sure, honey?

Now, Mercury, you know that you've been
around long enough so that we don't have

to rush into something this big. We've
got to take our time, do it right.

I'll have time.

Fine, fine. I'll make a few phone calls.
I'll see what kind of interest there

is. Don't give me that talk you feed the
press.

We both know you make any fight happen
you want, just like that. So go snap

fingers. Get some rest.

I'll call you.

You talk to me like I'm some rookie.

Some kid doesn't know any better.

What's the matter, babe?

Aren't you hungry?

I thought you said this was it.

No more fighting.

I can't go out like that.

You know I can't.

No, Mercury.

I don't know anything anymore.

What are you talking about?

I go out and lose, I lose all my
endorsements.

Millions of dollars gone because some
kid hits me with a lucky punch.

Forget the money, Mercury.

You were one of the greatest fighters
who ever lived.

Baby, let the people remember you the
way they should.

What does that mean?

Was that really just a lucky punch?

Was it?

Two years ago, that kid couldn't have
laid a glove on you.

You've got to let me come with you. Oh,
Jack. No, look, do I have to get on my

knees and beg, Jack? You are on duty.
You have patients to see. I've got to

him. I've got to meet him. All right.

If you go in there, I want you to be
just as professional as you are with any

other patient.

Professional is my middle name.

All right.

Oh, man.

Okay, just look at the wall there, if
you will.

Dr.

Stewart, may I have Mr. Jones' chart,
please?

Dr. Stewart?

Everything seems just fine here. Good.

Now, if you don't mind.

Oh, of course.

Time to go, Dr. Stewart.

Time to go.

Let's go.

Mr. Jones, I don't ordinarily do this,
but Dr. Stewart is probably your very

biggest fan.

If you could give him an autograph, or
maybe a picture, knock him out.

Six years ago, I was standing under your
level.

Doing what a man normally does at the
urinal.

In walks some guy with a pen and piece
of paper.

He sticks them under my chin.

Tells me to make it out the herb.

I tell him I'm busy.

Calls me stuck up.

Throws the pen and paper in my face and
storms out.

I don't do autographs anymore.

I'm sure you understand.

Oh, of course.

fool myself, did I? Oh, no. You were
very professional.

No, there were a few other adjectives I
had in mind.

Way to go, Jack.

Face to face, the greatest fighter in
the world, and you freeze like an idiot.

Jack. All right.

You have hypertrophic cardiomyopathy,
Mr. Brackett.

I have what?

The thickening of the wall of the heart.

Any overexertion could cause a heart
attack.

You're telling me my fighting career is
over?

Pretty so.

Tommy, I know that's very hard right
now, but I've got a whole life ahead of

you.

Doc, can you give him a couple of
minutes, will you?

You think I could get something to help
me sleep?

Sure. I'll have the nurse give you
something.

Hey.

How you feeling, champ?

I've been better.

I didn't get a chance to congratulate
you.

I guess being unconscious made it kind
of difficult, huh?

Yeah, I got a feeling you're going to be
wearing that belt for a long time.

You know, the night I beat Sammy Wilder
for the championship, I must have been

25 or so.

That night, Sammy came by my room and
gave me a piece of advice I'll never

forget.

Never make an enemy your friend and
never make a friend.

Your enemy.

Tom, do you know how much money you and
I can make off a rematch?

I give you my word, I retire after the
fight. Win or lose.

So, the worst thing that can happen to
you is you lose.

With me gone, you're still the number
one contender. You win the belt back on

your next fight.

There's not going to be any rematch,
man.

I gave you a shot, and now you're going
to shut me out?

I can't ever fight again. The doctor
says something's wrong with my heart.

Your heart?

Your heart?

Ain't nothing wrong with your heart. You
just don't want to fight me. You knew

that was a lucky putt you hit me with.
You get back in that ring with me, or

I'll make sure very bad things happen to
you. Gentlemen, I'm sure that there's

some other way that we can settle this.
Dunk me, and you're dead, man.

You and me gonna finish this later.

Mercury practically threatened to kill
him.

No, I mean, that's...

It's expression.

You know, fighters say that stuff all
the time.

Oh, I tell you, athletes aren't what
they used to be, with the million

contracts, players' strikes, refusing to
give autographs. I mean, it's

disheartening. Not to mention they're
not as good as they used to be.

Wait a minute. Are you saying that
Mercury is not the greatest fighter

Kid, have you ever heard of Sugar Ray
Robinson, poetry in motion?

Mercury would kill him today.

Listen to the two of you. What could be
so important about two grown men beating

each other up?

Well, there's more to it than just two
men beating each other up.

Fugilism's a very complex, precise
sport. Man, there's this training,

discipline, timing, footwork, bag work,
road work.

And two men beating each other to a
pulp.

And that, too.

Dr. Mark Sloan, room 342.

Dr. Mark Sloan, room 342. Isn't that
Tommy Brackett's room?

Yeah. Hope they're not inviting me to
referee another fight.

Want to go?

Okay, so I've had my fill of
testosterone.

Don't eat my corn, then.

Yep.

Spread it. Deep down, Mark.

Warner's preliminary report just came
out.

Tommy Brackett was smothered.

Smothered? And nobody heard a struggle?

You know, I had the nurse give him
something to sleep about 12 .15. A

band could have gone through there. He
wouldn't have heard anything.

If there was no struggle, how'd that
wind up in his room?

Mercury Jones?

We found a wedge between the bed and the
wall.

Well, that could have come off in the
fight they had earlier.

Mercury Jones and Tommy Brackett had a
fight outside of the ring?

It wasn't really a fight.

It was more like a heated discussion.

What were you and Mr. Brackett
discussing?

The terms of a rematch.

Tommy Brackett agreed to fight you
again?

Why shouldn't he?

Well, it's hard for one thing.

Another fight could have killed him.

He didn't strike me as someone who was
anxious to die in or out of the ring.

Did he refuse you a rematch, Mr. Jones?

Is that why you threatened to kill him?

You got this all figured out, don't you,
detective?

Where were you between 1 and 2 a .m.
this morning?

He was right here with me.

Did either of you leave the room?

He was right here with me in that bed
all night.

Well, if we have any further
questions... You can arrange it with my

Thank you for your time.

You think I did it?

That's why you lied about us being
together last night.

I will stand by you until this is over.

Then I want a divorce.

Divorce? What are you talking about?

You ready to throw away eight good
years?

Eight years?

I am lucky if I've spent more than two
years with you.

After all the months at the training
camps, the press tours, the

I'm a boxer.

That's how I make my living.

And I am... tired of having to watch a
sports channel to find out where my

husband is or how he's doing.

I'm only sorry it took me eight years to
finally do this.

Hey, Steve.

I heard that you questioned Mercury
Jones about atomic bracket death.

That's right. Yeah, well, Mercury Jones
is not a murderer. Jack, I know how you

feel about him, but his hospital ID
bracelet was found in Tommy Brackett's

Yeah, I hear you, Mark. I don't care.

Where are you going? Well, look, Mercury
Jones didn't do it. I'm going to find

out who did.

Jack, remember, you cannot prove
anything... What?

Unless you remain dispassionate and
logical.

Never thought of that.

Jack, it's Jack.

Jack. I don't believe this.

Hey. How you doing?

Really good, man. You're telling me.
Look at these threads you're wearing.

you gotta buy clothes, right? What the
hell? Yeah, thanks.

That brings the good dummy to the
neighborhood.

Um... You hear anything about Tommy
Brackett?

Tommy Brackett? I hear a lot about him.

What exactly are you interested in?

You know who killed him?

Jackie. Come on. Marco, you know I
wouldn't ask if it wasn't important,

All I know is when he knocked Mercury
out, he cost a lot of people a lot of

money.

I might have killed him myself, you
know, if I could have done my hands on

What about big bets?

Anybody close to him who has a lot of
cash?

Marco?

You do not know where that came from.

Where what came from?

Thanks, man.

Good to see you. You too. All right.

Got a tower back here. All right.

The weight room's on the other side
also.

We've got three weights. We've got one
or two machines, okay?

In here, we've got speed bags, heavy
bags.

Ring time is available at a price.

You've bought before, right?

What, are you kidding me?

You never heard of Jack the Analyst do
it?

No. It'll be $2 .50 a month. Can't. I
don't have that kind of money on me.

Then you bring it to me tomorrow.

All right.

Hey, didn't Tommy Brackett used to work
out here?

Yeah, he did.

Damn shame about him.

Yeah, real shame.

Somebody wasn't too happy about him
winning that fight.

Locker room is back there.

Good shot, Kieran. Way to go, Connolly.

Hey, Animal.

Animal!

Yeah? What are you, deaf?

We need a sparring partner.

Sparring? Me?

Yeah, get your gloves on.

Hey, well, I'm not even warmed up for
anything.

You're a boxer, right?

Yeah. And you're using the gym, right?

Right. And you haven't paid me yet,
right?

Right. You're going to pay me now.

Where are you going? I don't know.

Nice punch, Kieran. Keep it cool. Come
on, let's go, let's go.

Come on.

Come on, Kieran.

Whoa,

whoa, whoa, whoa. Not so hard, Kieran.
You got to take it easy on your sparring

partner.

Hey, hey, hey, come on, come on.

What the hell do you think you're doing?
We fight clean here.

Nice

combo.

You got to use that weight distribution
a little bit better.

You're in the wrong corner. Come on,
come on. Come on.

Get over there.

I got the water. You okay?

You okay?

Listen, here.

If you keep knocking out all your
sparring partners, there's going to be

left to train with. He told me this bum
could fight. Hey, he told me he could

fight. Either you guarantee my title
fight and get me some decent sparring

partners, or I'm going to fire you
faster than Tommy did, okay?

Now, come on.

You're looking great in there, Jack.

Who are you?

Lieutenant Sloan. Homicide.

I'm investigating the murder of Tommy
Brack.

Ah. They'll break my heart.

Kid was like a son to me.

Where were you between 1 and 2 a .m.
this morning?

He was here, training me.

A little late for a workout, isn't it?

Yeah, well, we like to come in when the
place is empty.

No hassles.

And no witnesses.

Do I need a witness?

Think of anything that might help.

Give me a call.

I'll do that.

Feet apart, a little bit closer, that's
it, that's it.

Hands up, put your left up higher.

Up higher, higher.

Right and left.

And I want to start the road work a
little earlier tomorrow, okay?

I haven't hit a thing.

Tell him.

What the hell is... Hey.

Hey, Phil.

Hey, get the hell up. Hey, this ain't no
bus station, Phil. Get out of here. Go

sleep someplace, Phil.

You're beginning to look real natural in
that position, Jack.

I thought I was supposed to solve the
murders, and you were supposed to

to the sick.

Well, while you were solving the murder,
guess what I found out?

Butch Riley was up to his ears in debt.

Yeah. And a week before the fight, he
placed a $500 ,000 bet on Mercury.

Yeah. Which is why Tommy fired him.

Bad for a cop.

Thank you. But that means Butch Riley's
a suspect now, right?

Well, it doesn't mean Mercury's off the
hook completely.

What about the check?

What check?

They knew this beating wasn't for
nothing.

Yeah. I found a check in the bottom of
Tommy's locker.

That's it?

Yeah.

Way to go, Animal. Ow!

Sorry. Oh, Jack. They just killed me in
there. I'm sorry.

Animal.

Well, my cousin Frankie was a boxer, and
we called him Animal, so I figured...

Sort of a family tradition.

You should have seen him, Dad. Gave a
whole new meaning to the term canvas

Look, this just... Way too many rules in
boxing.

Hi, everybody.

Steve, this is Mrs. Garcia. She works
the night shift on the third floor.

She said that she saw somebody going
into Tommy's room at around 115.

Do you remember what they look like? Oh,
yes, yes.

Um, aquí.

Here.

Oh, I guess that about nails it.

Mercury Jones is our murderer.

Oh, no, no, no, no, no. Fue la señora.

La señora que entró en el cuarto.

Brianna.

You saw Brianna go in Tommy's room?

Yes, the lady.

Yes, I was in his room.

What time?

1 .15, 1 .30.

He was dead when I got there.

Why didn't you call for help, Mrs.
Jones?

I was frightened.

Did you two know each other?

Are you insinuating something?

We're just trying to figure out why you
were in Tommy's room around the time of

the murder and then lied about being
there.

I wanted to ask him not to give Mercury
a rematch.

A fight that would have been worth
millions.

We don't need the money.

I went to Tommy's room because I wanted
to save my marriage.

My husband has more pride than anyone
I've ever known.

And if there was a possibility of him
avenging his defeat, he was not going to

quit.

Which meant another year of me at home
waiting for him.

I'm tired of waiting.

So, uh, with Tommy dead, there wouldn't
be a rematch.

I did not kill him.

What's been going on in there?

I'm taking your wife in for questioning,
Mr. Jones.

You can't think that she... Call your
lawyer. Have him meet me at the police

station.

For what it's worth, I don't think your
wife killed Tommy Brackett.

Great. Some doctor's gonna file the
murder and clear my wife.

Unless you think you can do it yourself.

Let me do it.

I found it. Let me do it.

Is this part of the signature right
here?

Do you think his name has the word
thousands in it?

Well, if it does, I want to meet him.

How are you, Dr. Stewart?

You said my name.

Mercury. May I call you Mercury?

Dolores Mitchell.

If you need anything, someone to talk
to, a shoulder to cry on, here's my

number. How's it coming?

Oh, uh...

Almost finished.

I think you ought to have a look at
this.

It's a check made out to Thomas
Brackett, signed by Wayne Topping for

And made out for the day after the
fight.

He tried to fix the fight? But we think
Butch Riley knew about it. He tried to

fix the fight? We see Riley placed a bet
on you for half a million dollars.

I'm coming with you. Who the hell are
you?

I'm Amanda Bentley, pathologist here at
the hospital.

Look, I'm not any happier about the
situation than you are. But if we're

to clear your wife, we need more
evidence.

That's some pothead going around beating
someone else up.

You know, I got no... People are really
impressed by you.

They are.

I'm not.

I think you're nothing but a thug.

Damn right I'm a thug.

When I was eight, I was shaking down
younger kids for their lunch money.

When I was 12, I was stripping cars of
the best of them.

Somebody hadn't pointed me towards
boxing, I'd probably be looking through

wrong side of prison bars.

Or worse.

Lady, I grew up with 12 brothers and
sisters.

All of us crammed into a one -bedroom
apartment.

I ain't have a whole lot of career
choices laid out in front of me.

So you can say whatever you want.

I'm proud of everything I have.

I've earned.

Dr. Stone. Mr. Gray.

I'm sorry, Dr. Stone. I told him you
were busy.

Mark, we need to have a tête -à -tête.

What can I do for you, Norman?

Can you tell me what this is?

Uh, let me take a wild guess.

Doctor's jacket?

And do you know where I found this
doctor's jacket?

Can anyone say?

Stuffed into the bottom of a storage
closet.

It is this kind of wanton disregard for
hospital property that is eating away at

the very fabric that is community
general.

Norman, this isn't ours.

It isn't? No, it's a rental.

It is?

Of course.

Nobody take a second. Look at a doctor.

Norman, that's very good.

Thank you.

Dolores, how's your sewing ability?

Fine. Wonderful.

How are you, Tony?

Fine, Mr. Jones.

How many times have I told you?

Call me Mercury.

I'm sorry, Mercury, but Mr. Topping's
not in.

Oh, that's fine.

We'll just wait four minutes longer.

Mr.

Jones?

What exactly are we looking for? We'll
know when we see it, okay? Keep back the

deck. I'll check.

You already set a fight for Tommy's
title?

No. What's this then?

It says here they were printed up two
weeks ago, and Topping had 10 ,000

and T -shirts made of two.

So you put this fight together before I
fought Tommy.

But in order for that to work, you had
to win and retire like you planned.

That's why he gave Tommy the $100 ,000
check.

But Tommy wouldn't take the dime.

Gotcha. Where is it? This is how Topping
got into Tommy's room. No one would

have noticed a doctor.

Where now?

What are you doing here, Chip?

Dr. Amanda Bentley from Community
General Hospital.

I regret to inform you that Mr. Jones is
suffering from post -traumatic stress

syndrome.

And it was my fervent wish that by
bringing him to a familiar environment

this would help him improve. But
unfortunately, his condition has

Well, now, he seemed just fine
yesterday.

Oh, I know, but this type of systemic
trauma, it just pops out at you when you

least expect it without any warning. And
right now, we should get him back to

the hospital before those seizures
start.

Well, now, you take care now, champ.

Okay, get out now, and just close the
door.

Yeah, we got a problem.

I think Mercury knows.

Okay, later.

Why aren't you coming?

I have a meeting.

Wait a minute. We're about to catch the
killer, and you're going to a meeting?

My wife and I have a few things to talk
about.

I don't think I should miss her.

No, I don't think so either.

I really hope everything works out.

Me too.

Thank you.

For everything.

Eight to five says the killer left this
parking ticket in the doctor's jacket.

Now all we gotta do is find the car that
belongs to it, and we got our killer.

Hope it's that easy.

Excuse me.

Excuse me.

Ticket!

What kind of car is it? We were hoping
you could tell us

that.

You don't know what kind of car you got?

Well, I believe that one of my patients
forgot that when he left my office.

Is there any way of tracing the car that
matches the ticket?

License number is written on the short
stub.

Short stub?

Yeah, when we pair it, customer gets the
ticket, we get the short stub.

Yeah, well, this is Swifty. Do you find
this, that short stub?

She paid the maximum.

Big part.

Your patient?

He lost his ticket. He had to pay the
maximum.

That's probably the least of his
worries.

License number CFT -035.

Thank you very, very much for your help.

Jack, I don't think it's a good way to
get so worked up about this.

Dr. Sloan.

Hi, son.

Did you get the information?

I think you better meet us at the gym.

What did he say? The car belonged to
Butch Riley.

Oh, I knew it. I knew it. We solved the
murder. I solved the murder.

Wayne Topping did it.

Oh, Amanda, you poor kid. I hate to brag
it to you, but Butch Riley's a killer.

I can prove Wayne did it.

Really? Well, you know what? I can prove
that you're wrong, you see.

Butch Riley made a $500 ,000 bet on
Mercury.

He lost everything and Tommy fired him.
Wayne tried to bribe Tommy Brackett with

a $100 ,000 check, except Tommy ripped
up the $100 ,000 check and won the

Now, Butch got a doctor's jacket, killed
Tommy, and hid the jacket in the

closet. But he forgot that he had a
parking ticket in the pocket. We found

stub, and guess who the car belonged to?

Butch's. Well, la -di -da.

Because Wayne rented a doctor's jacket,
snuck into Tommy's room, and killed him.

No way. Truth hurts, doesn't it? No way,
Jack. She has no idea what she's doing.

You're not going to prove anything
unless you get a better grip.

on your emotions. Now, a real sleuth
stays completely cool and dispassionate.

Cool and dispassionate with her around?
Him?

What'd you say about a doctor's jacket?

Southwestern Medical Supply. This is how
Wayne snuck into the hospital without

being seen.

All sewn up. Oh, thank you, Dolores.

You found the jacket?

Yeah, the one Butch was wearing.

Dolores, would you call Wayne Topping's
office and ask him to meet us at the

gym? Can I call Mercury, too? If all
else fails.

I had this whole speech prepared, but I
can't remember a word of it.

Brianna, I'm sorry.

I know I haven't been the kind of
husband you deserve, but I don't know

live without you.

I never thought I would have to.

I love you, Brianna.

I've loved you since the first moment I
was born.

And I'm going to love you to the day I
die.

I don't know if that's enough, but I'd
do anything to make this work.

Now, what's going on here?

Mr. Topping, we think that whoever wore
this jacket was the one who killed Tommy

Brackett. The trouble was it was a
little small.

And when he put it on, it ripped here in
the seam of both arms.

Now, if I'm correct, when the killer
puts this back on, the rift, which has

expertly re -sewn and re -saw, will
reopen.

Oh, now, I don't have to do this. No,
no, you don't have to do this.

We can just stay here until Lieutenant
Sloan shows up.

Maybe while we're waiting, you can
explain to us why you wrote Tommy a

$100 ,000.

Well, now, that was a bonus.

I can't imagine Tommy would tear up a
bonus check.

You know you tried to get him to throw
the fight so that you could promote your

new champion.

And with Mercury out of the picture,
well, that simply meant a bigger piece

the pie for you.

Well, now, you got the wrong man.
Really?

Then why did you rent five doctor's
jackets from Southwestern Medical?

The boy who Kieran Conley is supposed to
fight is Billy the Doctor Williams.

Now, he likes to enter the ring escorted
by five lady doctors. Hell of a show.

I bet that is.

Yeah. Would you put the jacket on? Sure.
Thank you.

All right.

Thank you, Mr. Topping. My pleasure.

You thought Tommy was going to take a
dive, didn't you? Cost you your job,

,000.

He told me all I had to do was make sure
Tommy showed up. Oh, no, you shut up,

you idiot.

That he would take care of the rest.

Listen, I swear to you, I did not kill
Tommy.

What were you doing at the hospital at 1
o 'clock in the morning? I wasn't at

the hospital.

Well, this parking ticket says you're
lying.

Did you find the jacket on, Mr. Raleigh?

Yeah.

Right down low.

There you go.

Do you mind buttoning it?

Mark, he was at the hospital.

Here.

Mr. Raleigh, this is a white Chevrolet
that was in the parking lot.

License number CFP035.

What about it? Were you in that car the
night that Tommy was killed? Nope.

Why not?

Because I lent it to him.

About a month ago.

He's got stolen.

How's that glass chin, animal?

I'll put this jacket on.

What for? Just put it on.

Oh, man.

This guy is mine.

Which one of the healing arts is that,
Jack?

Boy, he shouldn't have messed with that
animal.

Way to go, champ!

Wayne Topping, arguably the most
powerful promoter in boxing, and trainer

Riley have been suspended by the state
boxing commission and may now face

criminal charges for their roles in the
attempted fixing of the Brackett Jones

fight. But most shocking of all, Kieran
Conley has been arrested and charged

with the murder of Tommy Brackett.

Coming into the conference room right
now, Mercury to eat Jones.

The ex -camp is making his way to the
podium right now. It appears he's about

make a face.

Boxing has taken me places and given me
things that I never dreamed possible.

But I found out that some things are
more important than any championship.

So I've decided to retire from boxing.

my entire staff here at Community
General.

I want to thank you for your kind
attention.

So let me get this straight.

Tommy wasn't going to fight again. Nope.

And Kieran was going to get a shot at
the title anyway.

Like they say, all good things come to
those who wait.

What's that? I don't know. Mercury
wanted you to have it.

Really?

What does it say?

Dr. Stewart.

Now that I've hung them up, I thought
the animal might be able to use them.

Where's the other one?