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Fuck you looking at, fat boy?

You know what?

I'm not gonna waste my time on this piece of shit.

Dude, that was fucked up.

That guy is a fucking douchebag.

- Hi, Mom. - Hey, sweetheart.

Listen, your father is working the late shifts

and he's trying to get some sleep.

So try to keep it quiet, okay?

I have got to get to work.

Jimmy, is everything all right?

Everything is fine, Mom.

Yo, bro, don't look so down.

Those assholes terrorize everyone.

Yeah, man, they are just jealous.

Jealous of what?

They're jealous

because you're funny, smart

and you've got great taste in friends.

You forget fat.

You're not that fat.

Oh, but you do have a little...

It's something right here.

No, no, yeah.

Okay, look, man, we're gonna come over.

- I will be at the Call of Duty. - You can't.

My dad's sleeping

and he's working the night shift.

Oh, then come over here.

We got the place to ourselves.

No, I think... I think

I'm just gonna stay home today.

Maybe you should watch

some old kung fu movies

in case Miles starts to fuck with you again.

- Whoo! - Whoo!

Holy shit.

Very funny, assface.

Okay, man, see you tomorrow.

- Bye-bye. - Bye.

Hey, Dad.

Working late shift tonight?

Unfortunately.

- You hungry? - Sure.

I made beautiful pork chops. Dig in.

So, how's everything at school?

Fine. Why do you ask?

What? Can't a father ask how his son's doing?

Chasing the skirts?

Chasing skirts?

You know, girls.

Anyone tickle your fancy?

I mean, sure, a lot of girls tickle my fancy,

but problem is, I don't think I tickle any of theirs.

Well, don't sweat it.

The ones whose fancy you do tickle,

they'll let you know.

Oh, I got to go.

Oh, no, Dad, I... I can take care of that.

Thanks a lot, pal.

Oh, and listen, take it easy on the dessert, okay?

You don't want to end up like your old man.

Yo! What up, you bad motherfucker?

Yeah, what up, motherfucker?

Hey, guys, what's up?

No, it's not, "Hey, guys, what's up?"

It's, "What up, motherfucker?"

What up, motherfucker?

Oh, shit.

Gotta go. Bye-bye now.

Hey, where's your girlfriend going?

Yo, asshole, get lost.

I gotta talk to Slim here.

No, I'm good. Thanks.

Get him the fuck out of here.

Fuck.

I think we got off on the wrong foot.

I just want my money.

What money?

You know, the hundred bucks preventing me and my boy here

from fucking you up.

You know what?

We'll catch up later.

Let's go, Neil.

All right. So, does anybody use AT&T for their self-service?

Okay. And does anybody know what that means?

Adrian.

American Telephone and Telegraph.

- My dad works there. - -Very good.

AT&T was actually founded in 1885

by Alexander Graham Bell.

AT&T was broken up into smaller...

Hey, what's going on over there?

Keep your fucking hands off me.

All right guys, listen,

we're gonna continue this tomorrow.

Please read chapter seven.

And remember, quiz on Friday.

Bobby.

Yo, Bobby.

Thank you, Mark.

Remember what you said, man.

They're just douchebags.

I'm fed up with these assholes.

Why the fuck can't they just leave me alone?

I'm dealing with enough shit already.

You want to know what always makes me happy?

What?

Food. I mean, look at me.

Do I not look like one happy son of a bitch?

Come on, I'll go buy you some food.

What?

- How happy can you possibly get?

Jimmy, I think that girl is checking you out.

What girl?

That's Adrian.

She's in our economics class.

Seems nice.

Little dark and spooky, but nice.

Christ, here comes Miles again.

God, he's like a fucking Kardashian,

he won't go away.

Hey, Slim.

Ladies.

I was wondering if I'd get that hundred bucks you owe me.

I don't owe you anything.

Yeah, one way or another

you're gonna give it to me.

I'm not giving you anything.

What the fuck did you just say?

What the fuck are you looking at?

Yo, man, why don't you just leave the kid alone?

Won't you just mind your own fucking business?

I just don't want anyone to get hurt.

Listen, you are the one who's gonna get hurt

if you don't shut your fucking mouth.

Me?

Oh, no, not me, man.

It's you, trailer park,

that I'm worried about.

Oh, where are my manners?

How rude. Meet my cousin, Little John.

You know, like in Robin Hood.

Only he was a big ass white boy,

and my cousin's a big-ass nigga.

You know,

for a loser, you sure got a lot of friends.

Do you wanna be my bodyguard?

You couldn't afford me.

Little mozzarella-looking motherfucker.

Yo, Slim.

I need the money you owe me.

Hey, man, where is your big gorilla friend now?

Hey, you fat fuck, I am talking to you.

I said I need my money.

I don't owe you anything.

You must wanna get fucked up, don't you?

I want my money.

I don't have your money.

You don't have my money or you won't give me my money?

Both.

You hear that?

That boy over here is trying to back out of our arrangement.

Oh, don't kill him, Miles.

What the hell is going on out here?

Why don't you mind your own fucking business,

you old nigger?

What the fuck did you say,

you little punk-ass motherfucker?

- You okay kid? - -Yes, sir.

What the hell was that all about?

A hundred bucks.

Let me take a look at that.

Why don't you come inside

and let me take a look at that cut.

No, it's okay. I have to head home.

You're bleeding pretty bad, and I have

quite a bit of experience with this kind of thing.

- What's your name? - Jimmy.

Well, look, Jimmy, why don't you come on in

and let me see if we can get you patched up, okay?

Okay.

Have a seat right here, son.

It seems to me you could use a new set of friends.

- They are not my friends. - Yeah.

Yes, I guess you're right about that.

Is that you?

Yeah, that's me,

the original Action Jackson.

Clarence Jackson, that's my name.

My friends still call me Action.

You know, I don't get much anymore.

All righty.

Here we go.

Now.

Yeah, it may pinch.

Okay, Jimmy, that should hold you

till you can get to a real doctor.

- Hello? - - What up? What's up?

You coming over?

I can't right now.

Dude, why not?

I'm bored as shit.

I kind of ran into Miles.

He... He kind of ran into me.

Is everything okay?

Are you home?

I'm okay. Um...

At a friend's house.

Uh, what friend?

You only have two.

One is talking to you now

and the other is on his way here.

I'll explain later. I gotta go.

Okay. Call me as soon as you get home.

And we can make a plan to kill that motherfucker!

Later.

Oh, thank you, Mr. Jackson.

Call me Action.

Thank you, Mr. Action.

You know, Jimmy,

you outta think about learning

how to defend yourself,

be ready for the unexpected.

Look at me, I'd get my ass kicked.

Well, you just did.

Hey, you know,

I started boxing when I was about your age.

Really?

Do you think you could teach me or...?

Me? Pfft. No, I really, really...

No, I... I understand. I... I shouldn't have asked.

It's just that my boxing days are long gone.

But if you are serious,

I think I know somebody who might be able to help.

Really? You know somebody that could teach me to fight?

To defend yourself.

I think so. You can check it out.

I'd have to get your parents' permission.

Why don't I give you a ride home?

No, Mr. Jackson... Action.

- I'll be all right. - -Hey, it's no problem.

I was headed out to get some groceries anyway.

Jimmy, your dinner is in...

Oh, my God. What happened?

Are you okay?

Yeah, I'm... I'm okay, Mom.

Well, what the hell happened?

Well, hello, Jimmy's mom.

Jimmy got into a little altercation

with some hooligans near my house.

What hooligans?

Just some boys from school.

It was outside Mr. Jackson's house

on my way home.

He came out and helped me.

- Kathy. - Clarence.

You know, Kathy, Jimmy here expressed

some interest in maybe learning how to defend himself

and, well, I thought maybe I could help.

You patch my boy up?

Yes, sir.

I appreciate what you did, but Jimmy will be fine.

We can handle everything from here.

Well, okay.

It was nice to meet you, Jimmy. A real pleasure.

You take care of yourself, okay?

Thanks, Action.

God.

So, what do you have in mind?

All right, come on, now Now, two jabs and a right.

Dang. Come on now.

My grandma hits harder than that,

and she's dead.

Hey, gym bags don't work out.

Haven't you ever seen white people before?

Oh! Action motherfucker Jackson.

Boy, it's good to see you.

Good to see you too, Manny.

Oh...

Why you gotta bring the Brady Bunch?

Pay no attention here.

He's just been hit in the head too many times.

- I could use your help, Manny. - Name it, brother.

I was hoping you could teach Jimmy here

to defend himself.

Looks like he could use it.

And I'll do anything for you, but..

You probably don't wanna bring a kid like this here.

- You mean a white kid? - No, no, no.

I mean a pleasantly plump

"I'm gonna get my ass kicked" white kid.

Well, that may be true,

but Jimmy here is not one to run away.

I witnessed it.

So you just let me worry about that, okay?

- Deal? - Yeah, okay, brother.

Come by tomorrow, we'll get started.

Oh, good, good.

Manny, this is Jimmy.

Jimmy, this is Manny,

the best damn trainer in the business.

He's been doing it since Texas was a part of Mexico.

All right, Jimmy.

Nice to meet you, sir.

Sir. See? I like that.

Whoo, it's gonna be interesting.

Remember why you here?

Yeah, to learn how to defend myself.

And once you know how to fight,

doesn't mean you go looking for trouble.

Trouble will find you.

That's the way life is.

You ready?

Yes, sir.

Let's go do some learning.

Action Jackson and Mr. Jimmy.

Are you ready, Jimmy?

Yes, sir.

Call me Manny, okay?

I got some things I wanna show you.

Okay, Manny.

You're a big boy, Jimmy.

And I know you think carrying that extra weight

is a disadvantage.

Yeah.

Well, sometimes

being well-rounded is a good thing.

All we gotta do is firm you up.

You ever heard of George Foreman?

The grill guy?

What's America's youth coming to?

Yeah, the grill guy.

But before he was the grill guy,

he was two-time world champion

knocking out Joe Frazier in 1973

and then, 20 years and many pounds later,

to knock out Michael Moorer

for the Heavyweight Championship of the World.

- You know how he did it? - How?

Hamburgers.

Yeah, that's how he got into the grill business.

George had to cook all those hamburgers.

He had a grill in every room in his house.

Manny.

Well, could've happen that way.

Anyway, George was a big boy, and nobody messed with George.

So sometimes size could be a good thing.

All right, now here watch.

Now give me a push, okay?

- Push you? - Yeah, push me.

Um...

No, now come on.

Hey, Action pushes harder than that.

Now come on, give me a push.

Whoa, okay, all right, all right.

See? You got power.

Now, all we gotta do is show you

how to use that power, all right?

All right, here we go.

Okay. Now...

Right hand. Do this right here.

Okay, now hit the hand. Okay, yeah, but hit it hard.

Whoo, that's it. Now when you throw it, turn the back foot.

Okay, now try to twist it in.

Oh, okay, now jab.

Now we'll do the jab. Just jab, yeah.

That one, jab.

Okay, now you gotta, like,

kinda just take

a little step forward

when you jab.

Boom, that's it. Another.

Boom. That's it. Another. Boom. Now hit it.

You doing good, Jimmy.

Uh-huh.

It gets easier, but it ain't ever gonna be easy.

I still have one problem, though.

What's that?

Miles.

He's gonna want his hundred dollars.

Hmm.

Let me see.

Well, you could give him a hundred,

but chances are, once he knows you're good for it,

he'll keep coming back for more on a regular basis.

You need to stall him.

I know.

Tell him you can't get the hundred right now,

but if he waits a little bit,

you'll give him two hundred

with his promise to leave you alone for good.

Two hundred?

You gotta stall him, Jimmy.

For how long?

Well, we need at least a month

of hard work for starters.

Stall him for a month.

Oy vey.

Mom!

What, Jimmy? What's wrong?

What's wrong?

I can't move.

What do you mean you can't move?

I feel like a used piñata.

Jimmy, what hurts?

Everything.

Hang on.

Here, rub this on wherever it hurts.

I don't think there's enough.

I gotta get ready for work.

Get your butt up and get ready for school.

- Hey, Mom, any chance... - Up, Jims.

How you doing there, Jimmy?

Fine.

Pick you up for 3:30?

Okay. Can't wait.

Okay, Jimmy, see you then.

Oh, yo, Jimmy!

Wait up!

- What up, bro?

Not much, man. Just another day in paradise.

Dude, you smuggling something up your ass?

No, seriously, man, you're walking

like fucking Frankenstein.

I just helped my dad move some furniture, you know.

Really screwed up my back.

Oh, dude, you gotta take it easy.

You know you're not a spring chicken anymore.

How old are you, like 16 now?

Even like this, I can still kick your ass.

Well, you gotta catch me first, cupcake.

Come on, come on.

Good day, Mr. James.

What's shaking?

What's up, Bobby?

So what's up with you and Adrian?

That freaky bitch is hot for your body.

I think she needs glasses.

James Mulligan, you just cracked a funny.

You okay?

Got a headache? Lightheaded?

Dizzy? Need to sit down?

I'm okay, but thanks for your concern.

So seriously, what's going on with you two?

Nothing.

Nothing?

Dude, this chick obviously likes you.

And despite her satanic look, she is kind of cute.

You need to ask her out.

Man, I just... I don't think so.

Why not?

Oh, my God.

You're gay and you want me.

You wish.

Aren't you supposed to have class?

Class? I don't got no class at all.

- Get out of here. - Okay.

But he who hesitates is lost, James.

Hey, Fatty McFat Fuck!

Still waiting on the hundred bucks you owe me.

Listen, Miles, I couldn't get your hundred bucks this week.

What?

But I just got a really good after-school job.

- Oh, yeah? - Yeah, yeah.

And... And if you just wait a couple of weeks,

instead of the hundred bucks I owe you,

I'll give you two hundred.

Two hundred dollars.

But you have to promise me

you'll leave me alone so I can get your money.

Two hundred bucks then I just live you alone?

Yes. I promise I'll give it to you.

You really gonna give it to me?

Yes.

Okay, so.

Don't fuck with me.

Let's go.

Fucking breath mints asshole.

Okay, Jimmy.

I know you've had a rough week, right?

Got the basics down.

Now we're gonna work on your strong point.

Power, okay? We don't have time to teach you

how to float like a butterfly and sting like a bee.

You know who he is talking about, Jimmy?

Muhammad Ali.

That's right, son.

Okay. Now, left jab, right hand.

Okay, now come on, left jab, right hand.

Okay, now let's go.

Okay, come on, Jimmy, harder.

Okay, now come on now.

Pivot on your back foot.

You might only have one chance

to throw this punch.

Make it count.

Okay, now come on.

Right hand, hard.

Okay, what's wrong, Jimmy?

I'm tired.

Of course you're tired.

This is hard work.

Now come on.

One time, harder.

You know what?

Give me three rounds

on the heavy bag, okay?

Look, I don't know what's wrong with your boy.

I don't think he wants to be here.

And friend or no friend, I can't be wasting my time.

I got too many kids in here who wanna be here.

And this gym is all they got.

I hear you, Manny.

Jimmy.

You wanna tell me what's going on?

What do you mean?

Come on, Jim,

you were just going through the emotions today.

Remember, you asked me for this.

I know, I shouldn't...

I just...

I don't think that this is gonna work.

I mean, look at me, I'm fat, I'm tired.

And then after all this, I might just get my ass kicked again.

Well...

Well, you might.

Then again you might not.

Isn't that worth working hard for?

Go get some rest, Jimmy.

Tomorrow's another day.

Okay.

Hey, what's up, slugger?

Yeah, right.

Late shift tonight?

Yep, party's over.

And you look tired.

Not easy work, huh?

I just don't feel like I'm getting any better.

Well, it's gonna take some time, Jimmy.

I mean, what's it been, a week?

Listen, if you really don't wanna do this,

I wouldn't waste Mr. Jackson and Manny's time.

Not many people are willing to offer their help,

but not expect anything in return.

I gotta go.

You get some rest.

You want this?

You know,

I wish somebody would have taught me

how to defend myself

when I was a kid.

That way it would be me teaching you.

If you stick with this,

you can teach your kids some day

and they won't have to go through

what you are going through now.

Just a thought.

Right?

Hey, ladies.

Checking on my business partner.

Still got a deal right, son?

Yeah, we got a deal.

What deal is he talking about?

You better put a muzzle on your bitch.

What the fuck?

Bobby!

Where the fuck do you think you are going?

Oh, and if for some reason you don't make good

on that money you owe me...

He's next, and then you.

Okay?

Have a good day at school.

Pussies.

Are you okay?

- Couldn't find you earlier.

Bobby, I'm sorry.

I should have just...

Should have what?

What can you have possibly done?

What could any of us do?

The teachers can't do anything.

And nobody else gives a shit.

I do. I give a shit.

It's okay.

I know what I need to do.

Oh, my God.

He's gonna go personal.

Good afternoon, Kathy. Jimmy ready?

Hey, Clarence. He already left.

He took his bicycle to the gym today.

He took his bike to the gym? That's quite a hike.

Yes, he seemed quite determined when he came home today.

I'm not sure what happened,

but he was in and out in minutes.

Well, I better go try to catch up.

Oh, and he told me to tell you

that he tried calling your home,

but that nobody answered.

And if you had a cellphone,

he could have saved you a trip.

Well, maybe I need to update my life a little.

Thanks, Kathy.

- Clarence. - Yeah?

Thank you again.

You okay, Jimmy?

I'm fine.

I could put the bike in the back.

Oh, no, it's okay. Thank you.

Okay, see you at the gym.

Okay.

Hey, kid, you trying to keep that bike?

Bring the shit inside, man.

They still making those?

- What's that? - Newspapers.

You know what? I'll wrap you up today.

All right, all right, okay.

Way to go, Hector. All right.

All right, Jimmy. Climb up here.

Okay, now right hand. Boom, that's it.

Jab, jab. Okay, now right hand.

Boom. That's it. Now one more. Go on.

Jab, jab, jab, right hand.

Okay, you gotta turn on that back foot, okay?

All right. Jab. Action, remember what...

Oh!

What the hell did you have for breakfast?

I'm sorry, man, I didn't mean to hit you, I...

No, yeah, you did, and you did a damn good job.

Hey. All right, Action, now we are gonna work, all right?

Let's go, jab, jab.

Right hand. Turn on that foot. Yeah.

Jab, jab.

I guess I'll pay closer attention for a while.

Yeah, I always see a piece of shit

in its natural habitat.

You, Chinkerbell, get out.

No, he stays.

Excuse me?

You still want your money, right?

You still don't wanna die, right?

Look, my boss wouldn't pay me this week.

I'll have my first paycheck next week,

and after I cash it out, you'd get paid in full.

Get me my money, tubby.

I'm starting to run out of patience and, quite frankly,

you're starting to run out of time.

See you later, buttercup.

What the fuck are you looking at?

Okay, what... What the hell just happened?

I'll explain over lunch.

Well, I don't have an after-school job.

What, you don't have... You don't have a job?

Didn't you just tell Miles

that you were gonna pay him his money next week?

First off, it's not his money.

Wait, if you haven't been working,

what the hell have you been doing?

Bobby and I barely see you anymore.

Boxing.

I'm sorry, did you say boxing?

Do you remember that old man

that I was telling you and Bobby about?

You know, the one that helped me

when Miles Sucker punched me on my way home.

- Yeah. - Yeah.

Well, he used to be a boxer.

His friend owns the gym, and they've been training me.

Well, that explains

your recent love affair with turkey.

I thought you're just dieting

so you could hook up with Adrian.

But I'd love to hook up with Adrian.

You have to ask me out on a date first, Jimmy.

Hi.

You know, if you wanna ask me on a date,

my friend Betty is having a party on Friday night.

- You wanna go on a date? - Uh...

Sure.

Oh, well, don't you look nice.

- What's the special occasion? - I got a date.

- What? - A date?

And whom are you going on this date with?

And where might I ask are you going?

And how are you getting there and back?

And what time should we expect you home tonight?

No later than 11:00.

Her name is Adrian.

We're going to a party

at her friend's house.

Her mom is driving us to and fro.

And as we already know, no later than 11:00.

How long have you known this girl for?

- Really, Mom? - Kathleen, leave the boy alone.

Yeah, Kathleen, leave the boy alone.

- Hey. - Okay, okay. Is she a nice girl?

No, Mom, she's a horrible girl.

All right, don't push it.

Do I look okay, Mom?

Yes.

You look very handsome.

All right, well, try not to tickle

too much fancy tonight, okay?

- Hi. - Hey.

Oh, Adrian, this is my mom and my dad.

Hi, nice to meet you, Mr. and Mrs. Mulligan.

- Hi. - Hello.

Oh, that's my mom.

Hello.

Hi.

Okay. Then I'll see you guys later.

Okay.

Jimmy, you have your phone?

- Yes, Mother. - Okay, have fun.

- Okay. - But not too much fun.

- All right, Kathleen. - And don't drink or do drugs.

- Kathleen. - He's gonna knock her up.

He's not gonna knock her up, it's a date.

Okay, kids, behave, and I'll see you around twenty to eleven.

Thank you, Mrs. Adrian's mom.

You're welcome. Be careful.

I just realized I don't know your last name.

Balboa.

- Really? You're joking. - No.

No.

Yes, I'm joking. It's Collins.

- Hi! How are you? - Good, good, good.

Betty, this is my friend Jimmy.

Oh, hello, friend Jimmy.

Hey. Cool tats.

Oh, my dad runs a tattoo shop.

Well, they're very nice.

Thank you. You want a beer?

Sure.

Sure.

Yo, yo, buddy, you gotta look at this.

Fish.

Do you want a room?

No, no, thanks, bro. I'm good.

Cool, cool.

So adorable fishes.

Fishes.

Who was that?

A guy who really enjoys fishes.

Ah.

Oh, cheers!

- Cheers! - Cheers!

There it is.

All right, I gotta go and make sure

that nobody's having sex in my dad's bed.

Again.

Oh, don't you worry.

You two can use my room for that later.

What? Uh...

Do you wanna, like, get some fresh air?

Yeah.

I love you so much.

I can't believe that he left me

for that plastic bitch.

So your parents seem very nice.

Yeah, yeah, they are... They are great.

- Your mom seems nice, too. - She is.

Anybody who can put up with me, I'm keeping.

So I see you've been eating better

and you lost a few pounds.

What's your secret?

I could stand to lose a few pounds myself.

No way. In fact, you look great.

Perfect even.

Did I mention you look perfect?

Oh, look, who it is.

Fat boy and his misfit girlfriend.

Look, man, you're drunk. Why don't you just head home?

Why don't you make me?

You're not gonna ruin this night for me.

Get the fuck home right now.

Come on, Jimmy, this idiot isn't worth it.

No. He's leaving.

We'll see you at school on Monday, Romeo.

So, another beer?

Does it come with another kiss?

- Thank you, Mrs. Collins. - You're welcome, Jimmy.

I had a really nice night, minus the asshole.

Yeah, me, too.

- Talk to you tomorrow? - Yeah, yeah.

Oh, do you still wanna know my secret?

- Sure. - Okay.

Can you be here tomorrow morning,

like, 10:00 a.m.?

Yeah. I'll have my mom drive me.

Great. I'll... I'll see you then.

See ya.

Here he comes. You sit down.

Sit down.

Sit.

- Hey, guys. - Hey, buddy.

- Did you have a nice time? - Yes, Mother.

She seemed like a real nice girl, Jimmy.

Thanks, Mom.

- You had a good time? - -Yeah.

And it looks like you did as well.

Goodnight, guys.

Goodnight, pal.

Oh.

Oh, boy.

You.

Oh, son of a bitch.

Who let this little machine...

Damn modern technology is ruining everything.

- Hello? - - Action?

- Hello, Jimmy. - - Hey.

So, how is that new phone working out?

Oh, fantastic, Jimmy.

Fantastic.

Can't thank you enough for talking me into it.

We might have to talk about that ringer, though.

I knew you would love it.

Listen, can you pick me up this morning?

What happened, Jimmy? Bike break down?

No, I just wanna bring a friend.

Well, sure, sure.

You still have to train hard, though.

No slacking off, no showboating.

I know.

She's only gonna stay

for a little while

and then her mom is picking her up.

She?

Did I hear you say "she"?

Thanks, Action. See you at 10:00.

Oh, to be young again.

Do those hurt much?

Oh, you mean my piercings?

Yeah, all those holes in your face.

That must hurt a good deal.

That doesn't hurt as much as you would think,

Mr. Jackson, but do you want one?

'Cause my friend's father could give you a great deal.

Oh, no.

I have enough metal

in my shoulders and knees as it is.

But thank you. That was a very kind offer.

Of course.

Well, here we are.

A boxing gym?

You lost your weight working at a boxing gym?

Wait, you're a boxer?

Well, not really.

Well, right now we're just learning,

working on some self-defense.

However, Jimmy is well on his way

to being a very good boxer.

- Shall we? - -Yeah.

What's up, Jimmy?

Jimbo.

What a Motley Crue that is.

- Hector. - -Yo.

Take over for me.

Manny, I'd like to introduce

Adrian, Jimmy's friend.

- Adrian. - Hi.

- How are you? - Nice to meet you.

I'm good.

Come on, guy, no lollygagging. Go get ready.

Wear your wraps.

What brings you to our humble establishment?

I don't know, something seemed different about him,

and I noticed that he lost a few pounds,

and the other night we were out and he told me

that he was gonna tell me how he did it.

But I thought we were going

to go to a Weight Watchers or something.

Well, you definitely lose weight here.

Adrian, did you ever think

about learning how to defend yourself?

No, no, not really.

But it would be nice to learn how.

I get my fair share of rude comments,

if you can imagine.

But do boxing and girls even mix?

Ha.

Hector, where's Rosie?

Yo, Rosie.

Rosie.

Manny's calling you.

Rosie, meet Adrian.

- Hey, how you doing? - Good. How are you?

Hector, come here.

Why don't you guys spar just a couple of rounds, okay?

No, Manny, I don't wanna fight Rosie.

What? Are you scared?

Watch this.

What happened?

Oh, nothing.

Hector just got his ass kicked by Rosie again.

See? Boxing and girls do mix.

Man, I was just taking it easy on her.

I know. That's what every guy she fights says.

- Whatever, man.

All right.

And you're not gonna knock me down again

in front of your girlfriend, are you?

Okay, let's show the young lady what you've got.

Left jab.

Left jab. Left jab, right hand.

That's it. Jab, right hand.

Whoa.

Right hand. Whoa!

Jab. Jab. Jab.

Right hand.

Sit down. Let me make you some breakfast.

Uh, no, thanks, Mom. I gotta head to the gym.

But it's Sunday. Shouldn't you rest a bit?

I don't know, Mom. I just feel really good today.

- What's that? - -Protein bar.

Well, I gotta go. I love you guys. I love you.

I'll talk to you later.

Be careful.

Protein bar, huh?

Maybe I should start eating protein bars

to give me a little more energy.

You, Terrence Mulligan,

don't need any more energy.

Eat your pancakes.

He's doing good though, isn't he?

Yeah, he is.

Wow, lookie, lookie who's here

on their day off.

And with some spring in their step.

Couldn't be because of that young lady

we met yesterday, huh?

All right, smiley, I'm glad you popped in.

I got somebody I want you to work out with.

So go wrap up.

How you doing?

Good.

Combinations now.

Let's go. That's it.

There you go.

Hey.

- What's up, champ? - Uh...

No, you're not gonna spar with Marvin.

Hey, Marvin, come on over here and meet Jimmy.

How are you doing, Jimmy?

Better now.

You sure you don't wanna mix it up a little with Marvin?

Come on up here.

Ah, I'm just joking.

Go on up.

Hey, coach, it's the white boy that knocked you out?

Hey, I slipped, okay?

Twenty-six fights, I've never been knocked out.

Now get it in there and work out before I knock you out.

Yeah, don't want to get arrested

for beating up an old man.

I'll show you old man.

Whoo! Whoo!

I still got it.

Action motherfucker Jackson.

- See you tomorrow, Manny. - All right.

Hey, Manny, I got your text.

Did I miss anything?

Look at you, all dressed up

in your Sunday go-to-church clothes.

Throwing a text word around

like you were born in the Silicon Valley.

Did you say hello to God for me?

Oh, yeah. And I prayed for your ass.

Oh. What'd he say?

Well, He said to say hello back

and to tell you He's very pissed about you ignoring Him.

And, uh, oh, yeah,

He said that He had a copy

of your internet browser history.

Oh, no.

Wait, you should have seen the look on Jimmy's face

when he thought he was gonna have to spar with Marvin.

Did you have to get him a diaper?

Oh, two.

I remember the time you fought that big Colombian.

- You needed a diaper. - I needed two.

You needed an assistant.

Manny, what did you think of Jimmy's little lady friend?

She is a nice girl, but, uh, I'd hate

to be behind her in an airport

going through the metal detector.

I have to agree with you on that.

So, I'm ready when you are.

Okay. What about our young protégé?

Ah, I see him. I'll go get him.

Nice combo.

Hey, Action.

Wow, looking pretty snazzy today.

Oh, I clean up pretty well on occasion.

Hey, come on over, Jimmy.

There's somebody Manny wants you to meet.

Defend your title, huh?

Next week. You gonna be there?

Oh, come on, I wouldn't miss it.

Jimmy, this is Dakila, kind of like tequila,

only this guy will really fuck you up.

How you doing?

Good, man.

Dakila is a mixed martial artist.

He's gonna show you some basic moves

while he's working out.

So, you're ready to go?

Yeah, man.

Mixed martial arts is a little different than boxing.

Think of it a little like a street fight

where you also have to use your elbows,

your knees and your legs.

So I'm gonna show you a couple of things to help you

in a real fight, and we're gonna have some fun, okay?

Let's do it.

So, you got a cup on?

I love that you loved this show.

- It's so good. - Nobody watches this show.

They took him to Lake Alba.

Happy fucking Monday.

Yo, Slim.

My buddy Eddie was telling me

you disrespected him the other night.

But he knows you and I are business partners,

so he'll spare you.

Well, business partner, I want my fucking money today.

So rob a bank, borrow from your loser fucking friends,

I don't give a fuck,

but I'm gonna be waiting right here after school.

So you better have my two hundred bucks.

What the fuck you looking at?

Fungus bitch.

Now what?

I guess I'll give him what I own him.

What the hell was that about?

It's just... It's a long story.

I'll tell you about it at lunch.

Where were you?

As far away as fucking possible.

He's a dead man.

How you doing?

Good.

Jimmy, right?

Yeah.

I'm Vinny.

So, I hear you may have some issues

to resolve with that Miles kid after school.

Yeah.

He wants me to pay him

some money he says I owe him.

Well, do you?

No.

I also hear you've been training over at Manny's.

You've been looking pretty good lately.

How do you know that?

It's my business to know what goes on in this school.

Kick his fucking ass.

The third angle of any triangle

when we know the angle of the other two.

This works universally.

So if you follow along with me on the next page,

take a look at the example on the top right.

You'll see that we are presented with a triangle

and two of its...

And in the angles presented in both examples,

the sum of the angles are the same for each example.

And so the results of the third angle is the same.

The answer you should...

Hey, Billy, how you doing? It's Eddie.

Listen, Miles needs a favor.

Yeah, we need to teach some fat fuck a lesson.

Yeah, the high school, goes down at three o'clock

by the entrance.

Miles said it will be worth your while.

What was all that about with Miles earlier?

Miles is just a dick.

No, I wanna know now.

Is this about you training at Manny's?

Look, basically, Miles tried conning me

into giving him two hundred bucks.

But if he knew I was good for it,

he'd just keep coming back for more.

Action took me to Manny's to learn self-defense.

I didn't go there to lose weight.

I'm just tired of being pushed around.

Only person I told this to was Andy,

but somehow Vinny knows.

Wait, Vinny knows?

That means that word is getting around.

Don't you think if Vinny knows, then Miles knows?

Don't worry about it.

I'll be fine.

I'll see you later.

Hello?

Hi, can I speak to Manny, please?

This is he.

Hi Manny, it's um... It's Adrian,

Jimmy's friend...

girlfriend.

Um, anyway, I... I don't mean to bother you,

but I just... I don't know what to do.

Can't bother me.

Is everything all right?

So, Jimmy's meeting that kid Miles

after school today to give him his money,

but Jimmy doesn't have any money,

and I know what that means.

But I don't know if Miles knows

that Jimmy's been taking boxing lessons with you,

but I don't know if Jimmy knows that Miles knows.

Do you understand?

Yes, of course I understand.

But really there's nothing

we can do about it.

We can't be there

to hold Jimmy's hand every scrap he get in.

And besides, Action seems to think

that Jimmy can hold his own with this Miles kid.

I know, but I don't trust Miles.

He's a snake in the grass. I just...

I think he's up to something.

Does Jimmy have friends?

Yeah, but...

Well, that's what friends are for,

to watch your back.

Okay.

I'm sure he'll be fine, dear.

I hope so.

- Hello? - Hey, it's Vinny.

I got a thing over at my school.

Can you be here around three o'clock?

- Sure. - Send Frankie and Paulie.

Three o'clock? You got it.

Yeah.

Wow.

Word spreads fast.

Hey, you got this.

Yeah.

Hey, champ, got my money?

No.

Of course, not.

Because you lied to me.

You thought you could, uh,

you could show up and then surprise me

with your fancy new boxing skills.

Well, I got a surprise too.

You see, the money you owe me,

well, I passed that along to a friend of mine.

He's been practicing too in Jersey State prison.

Come on, tough guy, time to say bye-bye.

Now you gotta pay the money back to him

or, well, I'm pretty sure

you can figure out what happens if you don't.

Your friend, he ain't coming.

Okay, champ.

Let's see what you got.

- Get up! - Come on, fat boy, get up.

Are guys crazy? Do you know how much trouble you can get in?

Get up!

Stay down!

Come on.

Stand your ground.

Let the fight come to you.

Let's go, come on. Come on.

Where am I going? Where am I going?

How's he doing?

He's doing pretty good.

Come on.

Dude, what the fuck you're doing? Get in here!

Where the fuck do you think you're going?

Not so tough now, are you motherfucker?

- Whoa! - -What happened?

The fairy kid just knocked out that asshole kid.

It's not nice to say "fairy." You gotta say "gay."

Well, whatever he is, he's doing a pretty good job.

He's got a hell of a left fucking hook here, huh?

Shut the fuck up.

Nice job, Balboa. Ooh!

Get him, Jimmy!

Fuck him up!

Whoa.

You're gonna leave everyone alone, not just me,

not just my friends, but everyone.

Do you understand me?

You're fucking dead.

You're fucking dead!

Oh!

That's for calling Action the "N" word.

- Hey, Miles. - What?

Yo, Adrian, I did it.

Ladies and gentlemen,

the Thrilla from "vanilla."

Yes.

You did it.

My boy!

Yeah! Yeah!

You did it, my boy. My boy!

We know, but seriously,

what was that voice earlier?

No, seriously, did you hear that voice?

That voice, did you hear it?

Hey, did you hear it?

Woohoo, that was...

Well, I taught him good.

You sure did, Manny.

Ooh.

Except for that Dakila shot

to the Jose Huevos.

Oh, I see what you did there.

And I don't know if you noticed,

we have gone viral, my man.

Oh, man!

I remember when you thought going viral

meant a trip to the free clinic.

Yo, Manny, your boy Jimmy is on TV.

Damn, let's go and see.

Next up, a cellphone video

uploaded only earlier today

that has already gone viral

across multiple social media platforms.

In the video, filmed at a local New Jersey high school,

we see one bully who pushed...

Hey, wow.

Isn't that the fight at the high school we were just at?

Where?

Where? On the TV over here.

Yeah, he's got some punch, that kid.

Yeah, he's got some punch.

What are you doing now? Eating pizza?

I can't eat? I gotta it.

But you're eating all afternoon. Now you're eating pizza?

- This is dinner. That was lunch. - Doesn't your wife cook for you?

Yes, she cooks. Don't worry about it.

I gave her a break tonight.

- You gave her a break tonight? - Yeah, I gave her a break.

What don't you give me a fucking break?

- I'd give you a break. - Yeah. Well, anyway, you know.

Hey, tell him, fucking no carbs.

How many fucking carbs

are in this slice of fucking pizza over here?

- Hey, pizza is natural. - Natural?

- Yeah, it's natural. - My fucking hair is natural.

Yeah, his hair is fucking natural.

Right, right, right, right.

I lost my appetite looking at your hair.

See that guy over there, he's with the FBI.

Here the antagonist of the video

will be seeing starting a fight

with this unlikely hero.

While off to a slow start with what seemed to have

all the foreshadowing of an ugly scene about to take place,

these two students began to exchange blows

on nearly equal footing.

Other students who were in attendance

were beckoned to jump in...

Terrence! James!

- You might wanna see this. - What's wrong?

Jumped in and helped level the playing field.

It wasn't long before our unlikely hero

ended the altercation

with swift, albeit unorthodox, justice.

Ooh!

- All's fair.

I really don't like you fighting.

But I'm glad you did well.

And I hope that boy learned a lesson.

Yeah. Always protect the family jewels.

Together in a difficult situation.

That's gotta hurt.

The obvious lesson today is it's easy

to push someone around until they push back.

In other news, local authorities have stated

to be on the lookout for this man,

who was recently released from Jersey State Prison.

The man, identified as William Barrett,

aka Glass Jaw Billy,

was first reported missing when he failed to report...

Well, there goes the neighborhood.