All language subtitles for LA Law s05e09 Splatoon

Previously on L .A. Law. I just wanted
to say Merry Christmas and thank you.

For what?

For being a friend when I needed one.

Oh, that was my pleasure.

I want

to

spend Christmas with my son and my wife.

And without the holidays factoring into
the equation, would you still want to be

coming home?

Well, I'm getting a lawyer, Stuart.

I'm not going to sit around and wait
until... I'm getting a lawyer, Stuart.

I am not looking to mend any fences
here, and I am certainly not chasing

your affection.

You can help me avoid the stain of an
investigation.

I'm willing to pay you $300 ,000 to do
it. It's a simple business deal. She's

innocent. They have no case.

She's not innocent.

Hey, come on. This benefits all of us.
There's nothing to be ashamed about.

Well, then why wasn't this out in the
open, Leland?

I wasn't hiding it. I just decided not
to publicize it. I knew there'd be

opposition.

Thank you, Leland.

I don't know how I could ever repay you.

Oh, yes, you do.

$300 ,000.

Is everything always about money?

Oh, it's unanimous then.

Victor Cifuentes becomes partner.

Effective 1 April.

Next up, Abigail Perkins. Not a chance.

Why not? Hold on now. We promised Abby
when she came back that she'd be

considered for partnership.

And she deserves it. Abby has turned
into a damn good lawyer. Maybe so, but

everybody can be partner.

Victor makes eight.

Jonathan comes up in two years. Plus C
.J. and Tommy Mullaney. Well, C .J.

doesn't want it. And Mullaney will never
have it. Not while I'm still alive.

What's wrong with Tommy?

I don't like the way he operates.

And as history tells us, he's too self
-destructive to be around very long.

I disagree. Let's just stick to Abby.
This is about Abby. C .J. and Mulaney

not future partners.

They are not a reason to exclude Abby
Perkins. Come on, let's give her a most

improved player, but she has zero
profile.

Partnership isn't a reward to be passed
out. I like her. We all like her. The

only question here is what's in it for
us, and the answer with Abby is nothing.

How about just acknowledging a person's
loyalty?

What about it? It's true, Ann. I hate to
agree, but she's certainly no

rainmaker. Neither are you, Stuart.

Let's just take the vote.

I vote yes, and I seriously recommend
the rest of you do the same. I vote yes.

No.

No. No.

No? No.

Five to two. She doesn't make it.

You people are unbelievable.

Hold on. We don't announce or reveal the
results of this meeting to anyone

before March 15th. Why not? Because we
have three Office of Employment out to

third -year law students who will
respond by that date. Since two of them

women who could be wary of our being
tagged with the sex discrimination

we don't need the news about Abby to
push them away.

That is disgusting. We're not going to
make her partner. We should at least

her. We can't. No, I agree with this
one. If the news gets around that the

is in and the woman's out, no.

Could cost us. We tell nobody.

Leland, what am I supposed... This is a
partnership meeting. You have a

fiduciary responsibility to each one of
us.

You tell nobody.

This place is a piece of crap, you know
that?

The spirit of Rosalind Shays just lives
on forever.

Next up, a reminder to all that Jonathan
Stewart and myself will be out of the

office tomorrow and Thursday on our war
game expedition.

You what? We announced this last week.
We're part of Richard Flegel's corporate

team in the Industrial War Game
Championship.

Is this where a bunch of guys get
together and run around the woods like

and shoot each other with paintballs?
Richard Flegel is one of our top

clients, and he doesn't consider it
idiotic. You never told me it was an

overnight thing, Douglas. You never said
I'd have to sleep in the forest. I

showed you the brochure, Jonathan.

You said it was just like you to try. I
helped you with Noah.

How about you helping out with my
client? Please.

Moving on.

Edwards versus Dune Promotions? That's
my boxing case.

Heavyweight club fighter got hammered
real bad.

I represent his wife was suing the
promoter for planning the mismatch. How

you get by assumption of the risk?

By getting the jury to focus on the puss
oozing out of his sleeves who set up

his own client to be beaten half to
death.

I see. Abby.

I see you pushed the Eric Linders
deposition till Friday? Yeah. Believe it

not, I have been asked to be on the Phil
Donahue show tomorrow.

You're kidding. Really? They're doing a
show on gun control and carry permits,

and they're having... Well, they're
having professional people who have

themselves with firearms, and they asked
me. You're really going on the show? I

doubt it. I mean, they have three other
guests. They don't need me, but they've

asked, so I'm thinking about it. I'll be
sure to set my VCR.

All right.

We're adjourned.

I'm

sorry.

I just can't act like nothing's happened
here.

We've had these two great kisses.

Well, they were great for me.

They were great for me, too.

But, you know, if we start something
here, it's, um...

It would be very complicated.

We work together, yeah.

With a lot of other people.

Relationships could get serious to
compromise.

Including ours. I mean, we're friends.

Good friends.

And if we start something and it doesn't
work out, well, that would be

jeopardizing our relationship.

And that's a pretty big risk.

At least for me.

Great.

Well, maybe we should just play it safe.

Pretend like nothing happened.

I don't think I could do that.

Me neither.

This is the Tippmann 68 Special.

12 -inch barrel, M16 grip.

Semi -automatic.

Could I catch you?

Does it hurt when it hits you?

Look, I know you guys aren't wild about
this, but let me tell you, I want to

win. Problem with running a tampon
company, people make jokes about you.

market a very respectable tampon,
Richard. There's nothing to be ashamed

Just the same. I can shut a lot of
mouths by winning this trophy.

All right. Tonight, Rancho Park, 7 o
'clock. We prep.

Tomorrow, 6 a .m., Tarzana.

Hey! I didn't do anything. It just went
off. What do you mean, it just went off?

I didn't touch the trigger. All right,
knock it off. That paint's totally

washable. It'll come right off.

Hey, could be a good omen. Direct hit.

Seven o 'clock, Rancho Park.

You shot my father. It was a mistake.
You never made a mistake. Give me that

gun. You shouldn't have it. You know
what? I don't want to go on this trip.

You're going to be a menace to the team.
I know it.

A few weeks after the fight, I began to
notice that his words were slurring and

his hands began to shake.

And you think it was the boxing match
with Hector Casales that did this to

husband? Oh, I know it was. I mean, he'd
been knocked out before, but never like

that. My God, never like that.

And for this, you blame the promoter. He
wasn't just the promoter. He controlled

Larry's career.

He was the person who was supposed to be
looking out for him, but he set him up

to be mauled to make Hector Casales look
good.

Now, the defendant never concealed the
fact that he represented Hector Casales

as well as your husband, did he? No, he
never concealed that. He just concealed

the fact that he was sacrificing Larry.

Objection sustained.

And it is also true, Mrs. Edwards, that
your husband doesn't want you to bring

this lawsuit.

No, he doesn't. Then why are you?
Because he can't work.

Because we're broke.

Because I have three children that need
to eat.

And because I just don't know what else
I can do. Your husband can't find other

work besides boxing? He got a job
selling plants at a greenhouse.

And they fired him because they said he
kept getting confused.

Last week, he went to the grocery store
to get some milk. He forgot why he went,

and when he went to call me, he couldn't
remember our phone number.

I'm sorry, baby.

I am so sorry to embarrass you like
this.

Thank you, ma 'am.

That's all I have.

Your husband fought 42 previous fights
and was knocked out seven other times,

correct? Yes, but this fight was... Yes
is all I need, thank you.

And as a professional boxer, ma 'am,
your husband certainly knew the physical

risks of stepping inside that ring,
didn't he? We never thought that it

so lopsided. Your husband knocked out 18
people.

He himself was knocked out seven times.
That means 25 of 42 bouts were lopsided

enough for one fighter to end up semi
-conflict. This fight was a mismatch.

you and your husband knew that Hector
Casales was a highly ranked contender

being groomed for the heavyweight
championship. You told us Larry had a

Isn't it true, ma 'am? Your husband took
this fight because it was being

broadcast on national television?

Because it was the biggest professional
opportunity of his career, and that if

he'd won, he would have been in line for
a championship bout himself, maybe down

the road. He tricked us into thinking
all of this. Where's the trick?

This is boxing, Mrs. Edwards.

The object is to knock the opponent
unconscious.

The winner gets a parade, the loser
usually gets hospitalized. He kept

us to just trust him. Who made the final
decision to fight Hector Casales, Mrs.

Edwards, my client or your husband? We
relied on him for it. Fight. Who made

final decision to accept this fight?

Larry, but... Thank you, ma 'am. I have
nothing further.

Hey, seven o 'clock, quitting time.

Oh, I've got these depositions to get
to.

Wow, look at you.

Yeah, I'm going to the Sleeping with the
Enemy premiere.

I have an extra ticket if you're
interested.

I could also get you a sitter.

No, thanks. I'd better stick to these.
I'll be lucky to bill 200 hours by the

end of the month.

Abby, under the heading Life is Too
Short, you should get out more.

I know.

And... in the Is It Worth It category,

I wouldn't sacrifice too much for these
people.

Excuse me?

I'm... tapped into the secretarial
grapevine.

Douglas Brackman's secretary typed this
morning the minutes of last night's

partners' meeting, at which meeting the
new partners were voted on.

Victor Zinn, you're out.

That can't be right.

That's right.

Their feelings are you don't have the
profile to bring in clients and they

feel compelled to invite you into their
family. Why didn't Anne tell me? I had

lunch with her today. She wouldn't say.
They're keeping it hush -hush till March

15th. They don't want to spook the women
law students they've got offers out to.

Those bastards.

Yeah, so sod it.

Let's go to the movies.

No, thanks. I don't feel like going to
the movies.

I'm sorry, Abby.

I hope they change their minds.

Those lying sons of bitches.

All right.

You'll have a 30 -second head start.

Ready, Wolverine? Yeah, we're ready. Go.

Let's go. All right, next up, the Douche
King.

That's us.

Douche King? That's us. What kind of a
name is that? Come on, let's go.

All right, here are your kill chips.

You get killed, you hand it over to the
guy who kills you. You kill somebody

else, you get his chip.

Any questions?

Oh, yeah. Is there, like, a snack bar
out there or something? Let's do it. All

right. Ready, douche kings.

Go. Hustle up. Next up. Let's go, men.
National Tire. Let's get out there. All

right, National Tire. Move it. Get them
stew balls.

Move it. Move it.

Let's go. Come on.

Step up and get your chips.

Ah. Oh.

For God's sake!

You're in play. You're dead.

What?

That's an official hit. Player one,
you're out. You get his chip.

The scientific term would be dementia
pugilistica, but that's just a fancy way

of saying punch drunk.

Were you able to ascertain the cause of
this dementia, Dr. Harris?

In my opinion, it was caused by the
repeated blows to the head in the

fight. At this time, Judge, I would like
to play the tape. Defense renews its

objection to the tape, Your Honor.
Defense renews its ruling overruled.

Play it.

What actually happens when punches like
that hit the head? In simple terms, the

blow accelerates the skull through the
air while the brain lags behind.

Then when the head stops moving, the
brain crashes into the wall of the

Then it reverberates back against the
other side. And this can cause damage to

the brain?

Oh, absolutely.

It ends up stretching and ultimately
tearing both the nerves and the tissues

inside the brain. And, Doctor, based on
your examination of Larry Edwards, could

you tell us what lies ahead for him?
Well, we can't be completely sure, but

likelihood is that he will become unable
to speak. Within 15 to 20 years, he

will become physically dysfunctional,
and he will need constant medical and

nursing care.

All because of a boxing match.

All because of a boxing match.

Thank you, sir.

Your witness.

My witness.

Larry Edwards has taken at least 10 ,000
punches in his boxing lifetime.

And you pin his dementia down to the
eight or nine we just saw in that tape.

annual neurological exam given to him
before that fight showed no brain

Would that test be conclusive?

No, but... And you yourself didn't
examine this man prior to the Catholic

did you? No, I didn't. And in fact, sir,
punch -drunk syndrome can result from

accumulated trauma suffered over a
career of boxing, true?

Even the winners could be affected this
way, right?

Joe Lewis suffered from pugilistica
dementia, didn't he, sir? I never

Joe Lewis. Every boxer is at risk to
this affliction, right? Yes, now that's

certainly true. You personally think the
sport of boxing should be banned? The

American Medical Association believes it
should be outlawed. And you agree with

the AMA, don't you? Boxing should be
banned, right?

Yes, it should be. Thanks, Dr. Harris.

Nothing further.

I'd like you to meet Miss Abigail
Perkins. Miss Perkins is an attorney

firm here in Los Angeles, McKenzie,
Brackman, Chaney, Cusack, and Becker.

Two years ago, Miss Perkins was attacked
by a deranged client who had a lead

pipe. You defended yourself using a
handgun. You shot the guy, and you

him.

It should be said, however, that you did
not have a carry permit, did you, Miss

Perkins? No, they are impossible to get.

Responsible citizens are not allowed to
carry firearms, which means that if I

had been attacked on the street instead
of in my office, I would probably be

dead. I thought she wasn't going to do
that. Something must have changed her

mind. 8 ,000 people in this country are
killed every year with a handgun. Many

of them are children shot accidentally.
That's appalling. So is selling guns to

people with criminal records or a
history of mental illness.

I support gun registration, waiting
periods, and background checks. But to

that no one... Passing out pistols is
contemptible. I'll tell you what's

contemptible. Our government cannot stop
the drug wars. Our government cannot

stop rising crime. Our government cannot
stop the guns from getting to the

gangs. And they want to pass laws to
stop them from getting to you and me.

So you just arm everybody and become a
society of violence? We already are a

society of violence. All I'm saying is
it's time to let the good people fight

back.

Lawyers who kill. And we'll be back in
just a moment.

You mind?

Mm -hmm. Can I speak to you for a
second?

Yeah, sure.

I'm really not sure how to say this.

It's about Grace.

What about her?

Well, I think that we... I think there
could be something happening between us.

Look, we didn't mean for it to happen.

Just kind of snuck up on us.

What I'm trying to say is, would it
bother you if Grace and I started seeing

each other?

Yes.

Yes, it would bother me.

You've been training Larry Edwards for
how long, sir?

Almost seven years.

But he's not your employer.

No, I work for Mr. Dune.

Larry is one of the fighters assigned to
me. Now, Mr. Lott, could you tell us

what your reaction was when you learned
that Larry was scheduled to fight Hector

Casales? I thought it was totally nuts.

I mean, Hector's a rank contender.

He's in a totally different class.

Did you tell this to Mr.

Doom? I did, and he told me to keep my
mouth shut and get Larry ready to fight.

Did you express your reservations to
Larry?

Yeah, but, you know, every fighter, they
always see the other guy lying on the

mat. You know, they never see
themselves.

Yeah, so the fight went forward.

Yeah, but not with me, then, because I
quit.

Why'd you quit, sir?

Because I couldn't close my eyes to what
was happening.

I mean,

don't get me wrong, these things happen
all the time, you know, the promoters

staging mismatches.

Because of the public, you know, they
like to see knockouts.

But this, he had no chance but to get
hurt, and that's what I told him to do.

I said, you'd better get yourself
another trainer, because I quit.

Thank you, sir.

Nothing further.

Larry Edwards have knockout power, Mr.
Lott?

Oh, yes.

And if he had ever connected, would it
have been possible for him to knock out

Hector Casales?

Yeah, it would be possible, sure.

But thank you, Mr. Lott. That's all.

It's this way.

No, this way.

Captain, I think I see somebody.

They spotted us, damn it. They're
coming.

Let's give up. We've got to fight back.
We could be home for lunch.

They've got no place to go. Let's move
up.

Hold on. Cease fire.

Now look, you've got four people. We've
got four.

There are no surprises.

If you retreat at once, we'll hold fire.

And you'll all live.

Do we have a deal?

Here's your deal.

Let's take him. This is ridiculous.

How did I get myself into this? You have
to aim, Jonathan.

You can't just shoot at the sky.

Stuart! Get back here!

They can't shoot straight.

One, two, three.

Shoot!

Where the hell did you come from?

You're all dead.

The little pudgeball got me.

Kill chips, please.

And Larry Edwards wanted it, did he not?

Wanted it.

This was the opportunity he begged me
for.

He said he wanted to get in the ring
with a named fighter so he could make

mark. Mrs.

Edwards claims that you knew her husband
would be savagely beaten when you

scheduled that fight.

Look, first of all, I was Larry Edwards'
exclusive promoter.

That meant I had a financial stake in
the man. So I certainly wasn't going to

anything to ruin his career.

Second, you got to understand something.
Anything can happen in a boxing match.

Anything. Look at Buster Douglas.

Man was a mismatched, no -name bum up
until the time he knocked out Mike

Cassius Clay, they say, had no business
even being in the same ring with Sonny

Liston. Look at George Foreman. The
man's 40, he's fat, candidate for a

yet he's still in there knocking people
out.

Did you think Larry Edwards might beat
Hector Casales? The truth?

No. But did he have a chance?

Absolutely. And Laird was grateful to me
that I gave him that chance.

Thank you, Mr. Dune.

Nothing further.

You also control Hector Casales, don't
you?

That's correct. In fact, Hector Casales
is your meal ticket, isn't he? He's a

promising fighter.

But I take care of all of my clients.
Yeah.

You really took care of Larry.

You sent him into battle with the fourth
ranked heavyweight contender in the

world. Nobody held a gun to his head.
But you advised him. You told him this

would be best for him. That's right. And
I believe that. Don't lie to this jury.

Objection. Counsel.

According to Walter McDonough, executive
producer of Fight Time on Prime Sports

Cable, he told you that before he would
close the cable deal on Hector Casales,

he had to be sold on the guy's power.

Three days after that, you set up this
match with Larry Edwards.

So? So Larry Edwards was the tomato can
you knew Casales would knock out.

Probably in spectacular fashion.

Totally untrue. Larry Edwards put his
life and his career in your hands, Mr.

Dune.

And you sold him out for a cable deal.
He wanted this fight just as much as I

did. Mr. Dune.

Your gross take on the Casales cable
deal was $1 .3 million.

I work hard for my money. You paid Larry
Edwards $8 ,000 for that fight.

That's right. And that's more than he
ever made before. But you got rich.

And he got a lifelong disability.

Look, Larry knew the risks, okay? The
man knew all of the hazards.

No, he didn't, Mr. Dune.

Larry never knew that one of the hazards
was you.

Objection! Withdrawn. I have nothing
further for this citizen.

You can step down, sir.

Your Honor, the defense would like to
call as its last witness Mr.

Larry Edwards.

We're adjourned. We'll see Mr. Edwards
later this day.

Get me down. What was your idea to go on
this trip? For God's sake, let me lie

down. All right, look, I'm going to put
you down up by the shack.

Okay, here, lie down, lie down.

Hey, anybody there?

A little help?

Whoa, hold it, hold it, hold it. Don't
shoot. We give up.

I need some help.

I think I got a broken ankle here.

I know a little first aid. Can't you
find a referee?

No, I think he's going to pass out.

For the record, I think it's completely
unprofessional.

I beg your pardon?

You and Victor.

It's bad for the firm, it's bad for
morale.

If Victor and I were seeing each other,
what business is it of yours?

Well, probably none.

But you are a partner, and he is still
an associate, at least for the time

being, and you know how dangerous that
can be. That's the objection, that I'm a

partner and he is an associate.

All right.

He's a friend, and you are my ex -lover.
How's that?

At least it's honest.

Listen, Michael, this isn't something
we're trying to rub your face in.

And I certainly appreciate that you're
not comfortable with it. But what you

have to appreciate is that it really
isn't any of your business.

He asked me if I would mind, and I said
yes.

I guess that doesn't make any
difference.

I understand you picked up a new client.

Yeah, California Chapter, the NRA.

Uh -huh.

You have a problem?

You really want to know?

I thought you were self -serving on that
show and totally irresponsible.

It made me sick.

Thanks for your support, Ann. Hey,
friends are supposed to be honest with

another, right? I'm giving you my honest
opinion.

That's right.

Friends are supposed to be honest. Like,
if you knew that a friend was getting

screwed out of a partnership, you'd
level with her.

You hypocrite. I don't make partner
because my profile's too low. I go on

television. I get a little publicity.
And suddenly I'm self -serving and

irresponsible. I wanted to tell you,
Abby, but... But what? What, your

obligation to the partner took
precedence over our friendship? I get it

Ann. How dare you judge me?

I guess we should just go to sleep.

It's only seven o 'clock.

What else do we do?

This is crazy.

I don't care what he said. I'm lighting
the fire.

You won't like it.

You're very lucky, Jonathan.

Why? Because you have youth.

Choices. I'm 40 years old.

I'm here in the woods, shivering all
night, because I can't say no to a

who makes designer tampons and sells
them to the jingle uptight and out of

sight. I'm intimidated by clients. I'm
afraid of my ex -wife.

My teenage son ignores me. And I'm too
afraid to light a fire because of a five

-foot, six -inch tax attorney with a
Hitler complex.

Don't end up like me, Jonathan.

You still have choices.

Douglas, you still have choices.

You're right.

You can light a fire.

You want us all to be killed in their
sleep?

Painted, not killed, Stuart.

Worst case scenario, we get painted in
our sleep.

And you think that's nothing?

Tell that to the copers.

You killed four more guys?

I'm going back out on recon.

Jonathan, get two hours sleep.

Douglas, you stand guard. Get up in the
tree. You won't fall asleep.

What? I'm not climbing any tree. Get in
the tree, Douglas.

I'll be back.

Did you really think you could beat
Hector Casales?

I knew he was tough and that he hit
hard, but I had a chance.

Did Mr. Dune ever tell you he thought
you'd win? No. He thought if I caught

I maybe could have. And you chose to
take this fight knowing the likelihood

you would lose.

Maybe I shouldn't have done it.

I don't know.

Next time, maybe no. Next time?

Do you plan to fight again?

Mr. Edwards?

Maybe.

I don't know.

I can still fight.

The doctors have testified you've
suffered brain damage.

My head's a little fuzzy and I forget
things.

But I can still move.

I can still hit.

You don't have to be a scientist or
nothing to box.

I appreciate your candor, Mr. Edwards.

Now, your wife is blaming Mr.

Dune for all of this. You don't, do you?

Robin is doing...

What she thinks she has to do.

None of us are too good at talking the
other one out of stuff.

I see. Thank you, Mr. Edwards. I have
nothing further.

Now, you graduated from high

school. Isn't that right?

One year of state college.

I dropped out to fight.

Yeah.

What is three times four plus five?

Objection. Little latitude, Judge?

Very little, Mr. Mullaney.

Three times four plus five, sir.

Seventeen. Now, your son Ricky's
birthday is April 4th.

Yours is August 7th. The Mets will never
win another World Series. March, July,

September 12th. When is Ricky's
birthday?

Your 12 -year -old son, Ricky, when's
his birthday?

Oh, come on.

I just told you.

Everybody in this room knows it. He's
your son. When is it? All right, let's

move on, Mr. Mulaney.

I forget sometimes.

It's April 4th.

You really think you can still fight?

Not as good as before, maybe.

But I can still make a living.

Hit my hand.

Objection. Come on. You're a boxer. Hit
the hand.

Come on, this isn't so fast, Larry. This
isn't necessary, Mr.

Mulaney. Larry, you're a professional
boxer. Come on, hit my head. Show us

reflexes. Come on, Larry, you can do it.

When's Ricky's birthday?

Come on, Larry, you're oldest son.

It's April.

April what?

It's April.

His birth date is in April.

I keep telling myself that Flegel's
worth $800 ,000 a year to me. Shh,

I'm used to getting killed now.

Any sign of Rambo wit? Do it.

I hope he got captured.

He's probably eating bugs for breakfast.

Freeze! Make one move, you get it in the
ass.

Okay, okay.

Drop your guns. Now!

Fine. Now, you're gonna give me all your
chips.

Lie down on the ground.

How was that?

Stuart! I believe I'll take your chip. I
gotta sit.

Wait a minute.

You're a cobra.

So what? So I killed you yesterday.

You're a cheater. What's the big deal?
You killed me again.

Where'd you get this little terror?

You're a cheater, man. You ruined the
game. So sue me. No, no, it's not all

right. You ruined the game. Hey, hey!

Let's do it. Come on, Stuart. Maybe
you'll think better next time. Hey,

Hey! Hey! Stop it! Maybe you'll remember
next time. Stop it! Knock it off!

You're hurting him!

How? It was for your own good.

Douglas, you fragged me. Damn right I
did. Now give me your chip.

Unbelievable. Unbelievable.

Boxing is a dirty business.

The promoter controls the managers so he
can represent both fighters in the same

bout. You never know who's pimping for
who. The regulations stink, and it's

possible for club fighters with lousy
credentials to be thrown in with

championship caliber fighters.

Now, that is what happened here, ladies
and gentlemen.

Larry Edwards.

was put in that ring solely because the
defendant knew. He knew that he would be

quickly destroyed because he would make
Hector Casales look good because he

would help Mitchell Doon close that
cable deal.

Now, I don't sit here pretending to be
shocked.

Like I said, the fight game is dirt.

And it's usually more about promoting
entertainment vehicles and raising

revenues than it is sport.

And bums are thrown in with contenders
all the time.

But the problem here is, it was Larry
Edwards' own guy that sold them out.

See, Mitchell Doon's job was to protect
them, to advise them,

and he sacrificed them. There was a
trust here.

And for $1 .3 million, Mitchell Doon
chose to betray that

trust.

And because of that, Larry Edwards is
brain damaged.

Because of that, one day, Larry Edwards
will be unable to speak.

He will need a nurse to help him go to
the bathroom.

For Larry Edwards...

For his wife and kids, please, do
something to even things up.

Boxing is a sport where the object is to
bash the opponent's head until he loses

consciousness.

That's what boxing is.

We could mandate headgear. We could
mandate bigger, softer gloves.

We could do a lot of things to make it
safer. We choose not to because the

essence of boxing is blood and eyes
swelled up to where you can't see and

knockouts and pain.

Mitchell Doon knows that.

Larry Edwards knows that.

Knowing that, Larry Edwards decided to
become a professional and assume those

risks. And like any pro, the thing he
wanted most from his promoter was a shot

at the title.

Get me in there with the big boys.

Well, Mitchell Dune got him in there
with Hector Casales, an opportunity

Edwards was grateful for. And he lost.

He got hurt, for which we're all very
sorry.

But please, if we start suing promoters
every time a boxer suffers a vicious

knockout, we'd be holding them liable
for giving us exactly what we pay to

Admit that, ladies and gentlemen.

Larry Edwards isn't blaming Mitchell
Dune.

How can you?

I have to talk to you. Sure. Who the
hell do you think you are?

What? We are not sleeping together.

We don't even have a relationship.

I didn't even say I'd go out with you.
Why are we talking about this now?

Because you went to Michael and made it
public.

Damn you!

Before we did anything, you had to go
and get his stamp of approval.

Approval? Look, I don't know what he
told you. Victor, if something is

here, it is between us.

You... And me. It has nothing to do with
Michael. Michael still loves you.

That doesn't give him the right to
decide who I can be with.

Or you, either.

I make up my own mind, and I don't need
anybody's permission.

You're right. I didn't think... I don't
know.

Maybe we should just forget this whole
thing.

Nothing. Just... Nothing.

Heard you were a big hero today.

21 kills.

Yeah, second place.

I could have won, but Douglas fragged
me. He says you had it coming.

I did.

I think I was acting out a little stuff
out there.

Tell me about acting out.

I bit Abby's head off for going on
Donahue.

I just turned into the Dragon Lady.

You know, I was thinking about the whole
time I was out in the woods.

What? I was thinking about the time that
we went camping together and you got

poison oak all over your... Because you
didn't bring the toilet paper. Oh, come

on. You used the wrong leaf.

I miss you.

I miss you, too.

Look, I can't promise you all the
monsters are gone.

God knows the way I behaved out in the
woods. There's still a few of them

running around.

Whatever my problems are, you're the one
I want to dump them on.

No.

Meaning what?

Meaning I want to come home.

To you.

To you and me.

I love you.

You're the most important thing in my
life.

And you always will be.

Then come home.

Has the jury reached a verdict?

We have, Your Honor.

How say you?

In the matter of Robin Edwards v. Dune,
we the jury find in favor of the

defendant.

Members of the jury, thank you. This
case is adjourned.

Uh, Larry.

I've been thinking about your future.
Would you leave, please?

Would you just hear me out, please?

We could use a guy like you down at the
gym, Larry. You know, just a little spa,

not too much.

Maybe we can help out some of the new
kids.

Pays pretty good.

I'll take it.

Larry. Just get out of here, please.

Let me know.

How could you think about that?

I know I can fight.

It could lead to something.

I could get another shot.

You're not going to get another shot,
Larry.

You don't know that.

Come on, Robin.

Look, I know it's really rude for me to
just drop in like this. I'm probably the

last person that you want to see.

Close.

Can I come in anyway?

I am really sorry.

Going to Michael was not the right thing
to do. It was a knee -jerk reaction.

Where I come from, you just don't muscle
in on another guy.

That, no excuse.

I didn't think about how you would feel
about it.

That was wrong.

I was totally wrong, and I am sorry.

Okay.

Now what?

Do you want me to go?