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[ TV: Cheering ]

[ TV Announcer ]
Another hard jolt by Clay,

and once again
the cut over Mountain Rivera's
left eye opens up.

Mountain moves away,
giving ground,

but Clay lands another left,
follows it with
a slashing right.

[ Cheering Continues ]

A sudden hook by Mountain
drives Clay against the ropes.

And look at him follow it up
with a series of staggering
rights and lefts.

The old pro won't quit,
even though his blood's
splattered all over Clay.

Now Rivera's left eye
is completely closed...

as he leans on Clay,
barely hanging on.

With time running out
in round seven,

Mountain Rivera
tries desperately to get
his bloodied eyes in focus.

Get away from him!
Get away!

Back up!
[ Shouting Continues ]

[ Cornerman ]
Go back!

[ Crowd Cheering ]

[ Body Thuds ]

Three...

four...

five...

six...

seven...

eight...

nine...

ten.

Doctor.
[ Bell Ringing ]

Come on, Smith.

[ Bell Ringing ]

[ Announcer ]
Ladies and gentlemen,
Take him to the dressing room.

Time,
I'll have Dr. Gilbert
look him over.

Two minutes and
thirteen seconds
of the seventh round,

winner by a knockout,
Cassius Clay!

[ Cheering Continues ]

Great fight, kid.
You were great.

Cassius, Cassius,
when did you really know
you had him?

A guy like Mountain
can explode any time.

But I rocked him
in the second,
Come on, Maish.

And I figured
I had him from then on.
Help me with him, will ya?

Thanks a lot, Charlie.
Thanks.

[ Cornerman ]
Maish, hang on to him.

[ Man ]
Get him outta here!

[ Crown Murmuring ]

Mountain, listen, you're
all right, you understand?

Pretty cute, Maish.

Be careful.
Be careful, Mountain.

Mountain, listen.
You're okay.

Y-You're okay, Mountain.

[ Bell Ringing ]

[ Moaning ]

[ Crowd Cheering ]
Get lost!

Get outta here!
Go on. Get outta here!

Sit down here.
Sit down.

Mountain, can you hear me?

Mountain!

Where are you?
Where are you?

[ Panting ]
I'm in Pittsburgh...
and it's raining.

Mountain, you're in New York,
St. Christopher's Arena.

New York!
Yeah, that's right.
I'm in New York.

Maish, listen.
This boy's fast, man.

I can take him.
It's okay. It's all over.
It's all over.

It's all over, Mountain.
What are you doing?
Don't stop it!

Wait, wait, wait!
Mountain! Mountain!

Mountain!
Doc, fix him.

It'll be all right.
It'll be all right.

[ Wheezing ]

Bad?

Doc?
He'll come out of it
all right.

Now, put him
on the table.
All right. Come on.

Okay.
Gently.

[ Mutters ]

He had no business
in there, Maish. You
hungry or something?

What do you mean, hungry?
In 1952, he was number five.

1952?
When was that, Maish?
Last Thursday?

[ Groaning ]
You take a look at the eye.

Now look at this eye.
You see the pupil?

You see the tissue? That's
known as sclerotic damage.

The inner structure
shows that it could lead
to a detached retina.

A couple of good rights
to that eye,

you can buy him a tin cup
and some pencils.

Or maybe it doesn't have to
happen that way, Maish.

Maybe someday he'll bang
his head on a bathroom door
and bleed to death.

Either way, Maish.
It could happen either way.

No more. This is it.
What are you talking about,
no more?

No more.
That'll be my recommendation
to the commission.

I got nothing scheduled
for him. He can rest.

He can rest up
the rest of his life.
What's the matter with you?

He's 17 years
in this business.
Suddenly he gets a cut,

It isn't one cut,
and it isn't suddenly!
It's 17 years of cuts!

How long do you
expect him to go on?
He looks good in that ring.

He's sharp.
Sometimes he's plenty sharp.

He's a pro.
That's probably
what kept him alive.

Hey, Doc, you got
any of those ammonia things?
I'm out of 'em.

You apply some strips
to his upper lid.
Right.

You let me know if there's
any change in his condition.

You got any more
big, fat suggestions?

Tell him to buy a scrapbook.

[ Crowd Cheering ]

Don't fight!
Don't-Don't fight!
[ Mountain Groaning ]

I know. Don't fight.
Come on.

[ Groaning, Muttering ]
Huh? You okay?

Come on. Come on now.
Come on now.

There, take a good--
good, deep breath, huh?

That's right, inhale.
[ Muttering ]

Okay.

[ Mutters, Groans ]
Ah, Maishy.

You stopped me, huh?

Forget it.
You were beautiful.

He just happened
to throw a lucky punch.

[ Indistinct ]

Ah, you're all right.
Huh? You all right?

[ Continues Muttering ]
Okay. Okay.

Mountain!
Mountain!

Oh, boy. Oh, boy.

He must've caught me good.
[ Groans ]

You all right now?
Come on. Let me see.
Yeah, I'm all right.

[ Mutters ]
My eye feels funny.

No, don't touch it.
Don't touch it.

What do you mean?
It's deep, huh?

Deep enough.
I got a nice, clear view
into your head.

Go take a shower.
You'll feel better.

[ Groaning ]
Come on.
Take a deep breath.

[ Chattering Continues ]
Don't slip.

[ Shower Running ]

Something wrong,
ain't there, Maish?

Something wrong?
What's going on?

Where were you
when the lights went out?
I lost a boy tonight, Army.

Get with it.
Besides that, nothin'!
Besides that.

I saw Greeny
giving you the eye.
I told you to forget it!

All I gotta do
is go huntin' and peckin'
and find myself another boy.

Maybe I'll try
a lightweight this time.

Another boy?
What about him, Maish?

Let him do what you did--
become a cut man or somethin'.

Maybe he's lucky at that.
At least he walks away
with his brains.

That's more than most.

[ Chuckles ]
That's very funny.

Seventeen years.
At least he's lucky if he
walks away with his brains.

[ Scoffs ]
It's a great sport.

Sport? Are you kiddin'?
If there was
head rooms, they'd

Hey, Army!
Will you get a shirt?

Yeah, I'll get it right away.

[ Mutters ]
I feel better
after the shower.

My eye feels
kinda funny, though.

Sit down.

Wh-Wh-What did he
catch me with?

He caught you with
an uppercut, Mountain.

Uppercut.
Sucker punch.

You know, that-- that kid--
a couple of years ago--

My legs get tired lately.

But I-I-I can take that kid.

Maish, I want to fight
that kid again.

You hear me, Maish?
I-I-I want
you to get me a rematch.

Mountain?
Yeah?

I got somethin' to tell you.

The doc was in here.
He says you gotta quit.

No more fights.

What do you mean, I gotta quit?

He feels you've had it.

What are you talking about?

You gotta quit, Mountain.
You can't fight anymore.

Why?
Because I got knocked out?

Don't everybody
get knocked out? Louis.

Even Patterson.
Why, that's crazy!

All right, it's crazy.
Maybe I think it's crazy!

But that's what the doc says.
Go fight the commission.

Oh, so you're gonna take
some lousy horse
doctor's word?

The doc said if you take
a couple more bangs
on that left eye,

you're gonna have to end up
sellin' pencils.

You've got sclerotic damage.

Well...
so what do I do now?

A guy's gotta do something.

All right,
so you do something.
Do something you like.

All I know how to do is fight.
I mean,
I've been with you guys

Mountain, why don't you
go back home to New Mexico
or something?

Wh-What's back there?
[ Fight Bell Rings ]

[ Announcer ]
Ladies and gentlemen--

I wouldn't remember nobody,
and nobody would remember me.

[ Announcer, Indistinct ]
Maish, maybe we can try
some other state.

You don't pass muster
in New York State, you don't
pass muster anyplace else.

Maish, what about
some club fights?

You know, tank towns,
unofficial.

You gotta
face up to it, Mountain.
You can't fight anymore.

Come on.
Let's get outta here.

Maish, I'm sorry about tonight.

I'm sor--
I'm sorry I lost.

You don't have to feel sorry.

As far as I'm concerned,
you were number one.

That's what you are.

Don't give it another thought.

[ Crowd Murmuring ]

[ Footsteps Approaching ]

[ Door Closing ]

I took a bath tonight, Maish.

I don't want this complicated.
Don't make no long speech.
Just tell me.

Did you or didn't you phone me
and tell me your boy wouldn't
last more than four rounds?

Didn't you make
a personal guarantee?

Ma, he was up against Clay.

Two rounds, three rounds.
At the outside, four.

But never seven rounds, Ma.
Never seven.

Last question, Maishy.

Didn't you have us
put up a bet for you
of 1,500 bucks?

And then on your word,
we put up a bundle of our own.

And aren't you gonna
pay us back now, Maish?

Certainly I'm gonna pay you.

I'll give you the 1,500.
I just need
a couple of months.

This was a bet, not a bank loan.

The bundle, and in cash,
by the first of the month.

Cash for your 1,500,
cash for our bundle.

And, Maishy...
you'd better be ready.

Just one little last reminder
so Mr. Rennick don't forget.

Wait a minute.
Wait a second.

[ Punching, Grunting ]

[ Groaning ]
[ Body Thuds ]

* [ Humming ]

[ Phone Ringing ]

Yeah? Hey, Maish,
what-what--

Yeah, well, you know, he was
worried about you, you know?

Okay. I'll tell him.

Okay. All right. Bye.

Hey, Mountain, that was
Maish on the phone there.
Is he all right?

Oh, he's fine. He hung one on
last night. He's got a head
like a balloon.

I was worried about him.
He never stayed out
all night before.

Oh, you don't
have to worry about him.

Where are you, uh--
Where are you gonna go
first, Mountain?

Oh, no, the one over here.
See, the one with the circle.

All right.
"Want movie ushers.
No 'exp' necessary."

Wh-Wh-What
does that mean, "exp"?

Experience.
"Uniforms furnished."

[ Laughs ]
Can you imagine me
in a uniform?

Yeah. You'll look
like a general, huh?
[ Chuckles ]

No experience necessary.
How much "exp" do you need
to ush?

[ Chuckles ]
The same as a butcher
needs to butch.

[ Laughs ]
Oh, wait, wait, Mountain.
Mountain, wait.

Here. That's--
Oh, yeah. Thanks.

Hey, that's a wild tie
you got. Listen, maybe
there's a better tie--

No, no, I want to wear this.
You know,
Maish give this to me

Hey, good luck, huh, eh?

[ Laughing ]
Yeah.

[ Man ]
Size 40.
Step over there, please.

No, I'm sorry.
Nothing for you.

See your hands, please.
No, I'm sorry.

Thirty-eight?
Step over here, please.

Size 40?
Step over there, please.

Thirty-eight?
Step over here, please.

Uh, size 40.

Forty? You look
more like a forty-six.

Well, I-I could probably
squeeze into a 40.

No, I'm sorry. We don't
have a uniform your size.

You-You didn't say nothin'
about no sizes in-in this ad.

You were looking for size--
Mountain, you're
too big for the job.

I like TV better, anyway.

Thirty-eight?
Step over here, please.

[ Chattering ]
Thirty-six?
Step over here, please.

Look, George,
would I be askin' you unless
it was somethin' serious?

Whenever you came to me,
I had it for you.

I'm in a bind, that's why!

Look, George--
[ Line Disconnects ]

George?

[ Woman ]
Mr. Oakland?

Mr. Oakland?

Wait, wait, wait, Mountain.
Where are you going?

Come on.
Let's get outta here.
What do you mean?

I've been waiting a long time.

I don't care whether you've
been waiting
a long time or not.

I came last week. Ain't
nothin' gonna happen.
Doesn't make any difference.

There's some questions here
I don't know how to answer.

If you don't know
how to answer the questions,
you don't answer it.

Come on.
I'll buy you a beer.
No, no, no.

Mr. Rivera? Mr. Rivera!
That's you. That's you.

Right here, ma'am.
Room three, please.

Room three.

Room three.
Come with me.

No, no, no, no!
Go on. Go on.

Go. No.

The lady told me--
Please sit down. I'll
be with you in a minute.

He had no business firing me.

Last Thursday,
I walked into that man's
office not five minutes--

I'm awfully sorry
about the whole thing,
Mr. McNulty.

But our concern here
is finding a job
for the applicant.

Look, I've got some rights
in a situation like this.

You know,
I'm gonna have a word
or two with your supervisor.

[ Sighs ]
Now, may I look
at your form, please?

Oh, yeah.

Thank you.

Lewis Rivera, age 37.
Place of birth, New Mexico.

Now, your education. You
left that blank, Mr. Rivera.

Education.
You mean, like school?
That's right.

Sixth grade.
Sixth grade.

And then you left?
Is that it?
That's right. Then I left.

Now, past employment record.
You have nothing written
down here, Mr. Rivera.

Well, you see--
Who have been
your past employers?

Well, you see,
all I've been
doing for the past

You know, in the ring.
In the prize ring.

Oh, you mean
a prizefighter?
That's right, a prizefighter.

A professional
prizefighter?
Yeah, I'm a heavyweight.

Oh, that sounds
like interesting work,
Mr. Rivera.

Well, it's a living.

[ Phone Rings ]
Oh, excuse me.

Oh, sure.
Miss Miller.

Oh, hello, Cathy.

Uh, yes I am, but go ahead.

[ Laughs ]

No, I wasn't kidding.
I had a lovely time.

Not to me, he didn't.

[ Laughs ]
He was an absolute gentleman.

You know him better than I do.

Oh, uh, Cathy,
I-I can't talk now.

What? I didn't
hear what you said.

[ Laughing ]
No, of course
I won't say anything.

I'll see you. Bye.

Uh, I'm sorry.

Now, uh, where were we?
Uh, past employers.

Oh, you're
a prizefighter.
That's right.

You see, it would be
rather difficult to place you
in any kind of related field.

Well, I-I need a job,
so anything
you've got is okay.

You know, dishwashing,
uh... maybe a bouncer...

or even a laborer--
you know, day laborer.

But, you see, we have to
take into account
past experience.

What else am I
supposed to know
how to do besides fight?

You see...
li-like that question there.

You know, "Why did you
leave your last job?"

Wh-What am I supposed
to write down?

The doc, uh--
The doc said no more.

He looked into my eyes,
you see--

Maybe you can't see, but
he looked in
there and he said,

one or two more
and I might go blind.

Oh, I see.

[ Muttering ]
It's just a bum break,
that's all.

You know, in 1952
they ranked me number five.

I'm not-- I'm not kidding.
They ranked me number five.

That was no easy year, either.
I mean, there was Marciano,

Walcott
and Charles still around.

But they had me up there--
number five.

And, uh, Maish-- Maish,
he thought that, you know,

maybe with a little more
experience--

Maish? Who's Maish,
Mr. Rivera?

He's my manager.
Now,
where does that leave him?

That's a nice thing to do
to a guy who's kept you goin'
for 17 years,

and all of a sudden
you stop cold on him.

I mean, it's--
it's not fair to--

[ Sighs ]
I'm sorry, miss.

I-I-I shouldn't
have blown up like that.

But, you know, sometimes--

You should kick
me out of here,
miss. Honest you should.

Well, as long as we have
your address
written down here,

we'll contact you
if anything comes up--

Yeah, sure, sure, sure, miss.

Mr. Rivera,
right after the war,

I did a lot of work with,
uh, disabled veterans.

Go on.
Well, I meant, uh--

I meant you'd be surprised
at the different kind of
openings that come up for--

You mean, for cripples
and guys like that?

No, I didn't mean just that.

I meant... for people
who have special problems.

Miss... Miss,
I got no special problem.

To you, I'm a big, ugly slob,
and I look like a freak.

But I was almost
the heavyweight
champion of the world.

Why don't you put that down
on that paper someplace?

Mountain Rivera was no punk.

Mountain Rivera was almost
the heavyweight champion
of the world.

[ Door Closes ]

Mr. Rivera!
Mr. Rivera!

[ Elevator Man ]
Going down.

* [ Humming ]
Bum, bum, bum
Bum, bum, bum, bum, bum

* Bum, bum, bum, bum
Bum, bum, bum

* Bum, bum, bum, bum Bum, bum *

Will you stop
with that "bum, bum"?
I'm trying to concentrate.

Jack of clubs.

Jack of clubs.
Gee, jack of clubs.
The jack of clubs.

That's what it looks like,
don't it?

[ Sighs ]

* Bum, bum, bum, bum, bum
Bum, bum

* Bum, bum, bum, bum, bum

* Bum

Eight of hearts.

Eight of hearts.
That's good to know.

That is very good to know.

Eight of hearts.
That's good to know.

All right, stop with that
"it's good to know."

Everything
is good to know to you.
Just play the cards.

[ Grunts ]

[ Sighs ]

I'm gonna knock
with three points.

You caught me
with the store.
Mm-hmm.

I've got two kings,
two queens, two nines,

a jack, a ten and two fours.

That's good to know.

What's the matter with you?

He's lost, Maish.

I don't know what to do.
Him and me both.

Except that he's doin' it
for you, Maish.

Everything for Maish.

[ Phone Ringing ]

Hello?

Yeah.

No, Perelli didn't call yet.

Tell him to call me here.
Well, I'm here.

Okay.

You want to lodge a complaint?

Perelli handles wrestlers.

You've got the longest
nose in the business.

So! So?

So, okay.

So for kicks, Army,
we let the kid wrestle a few.

Not Mountain.
Why not? They pay
good for that stuff.

Just like they pay actors.
We could work up a routine
for him.

Like Gorgeous George or
that nut out on the coast.

The Mad Baron.
Well, what's wrong with it?

It's money, ain't it?
Sure it's money,
but what kind of money?

What difference does it make
what kind of money?
Money's money!

A guy like him don't
take to gettin' laughed at.

What are you talking about,
a guy like him?

What is he, a prima donna?
All of a sudden
he's sensitive?

Since when does a guy
like him get sensitive?
Since we've known him!

All right, then you tell me
what is for Mountain!
Go ahead. You tell me!

You say he wants to help me,
let him get off his dime!

But not this, Maish!
This way or any way!

We got no time to give him
aptitude tests, Army!

I've run out of time, Army.
I was too busy
stitching him up

I was on my hands and knees
pleading with promoters to use
him so we could get groceries.

Now I've run out of time
to carry those poor,
sensitive boys in my lap.

Hey, Maish.

You stink.

You want to know
who owes who, Army?

You wanna know
who owes who? I'll tell you.

Just check the records.
Look at the wins and losses.

Mountain comes out
on the short end.

He owes me.

I figure it's as simple as that.

And what am I asking him to do?

To step in front of a train?

I put it to you, Army,
what do I ask of this guy?

To stick on a costume,
make a couple of people
laugh a few times?

What is that gonna do?
Curdle his sensitive
insides?

All right, wise guy...

so I'm selling his soul
on the street.

You weep for him.
Go light a candle for him.

Maish,
I-I wanna say something,

and I want you to hear me good.

I love this kid like
he was my own flesh and blood.

And if I don't weep and worry
for him, no one else will.

Least of all you.
Why? I don't know.

If anything happens to him,
you be careful.

You understand?

Just be careful, Maish.

[ Door Slams ]

[ Phone Ringing ]

Yeah?

Hello, Ma.

[ Chuckles ]
I'm right here.

Don't worry about that.
I'll have the money.

I know what date it is, Ma.

Look, when I make a deal
with Ma Greeny, I keep it.

As a matter of fact,
I got something--
[ Phone Hangs Up ]

Hello?

[ Chattering ]

[ Indistinct ]

I pass the--
If I would have hit him--

Joe Louis would hit you
with a left. Joe Louis
was a hell of a fighter.

Hey, look at this.

[ Chattering Stops ]

I was looking for--
Excuse me, miss. Unescorted
ladies ain't permitted.

I was looking for Lewis Rivera.

The man at the desk told me
I might find him here.

Lewis Rivera?
Oh, the Mountain, you mean.
[ Laughs ]

Excuse me.

[ Indistinct Whispering ]

Oh. Hello, Mr. Rivera.

Hello, Miss--
Miss Miller.
Grace Miller.

I tried to phone you.
You're a hard man
to get hold of.

I don't know why--
They told me at the desk
you were in here.

I usually am.

Can we sit down?

Yeah, sure.

[ Man Chattering ]

Hey, hey, Roy!
The round's over.

T-Take a rest.
Sorry, Mountain.

Well, that goes on
all the time around here.

Maish calls this a graveyard.

He says these guys spend
their time dying in here.

That's what Maish says.
That's not for you,
though, Mr. Rivera.

I think you've got
a lot of better things
in store for you.

I do, huh?

Have you ever thought
of working with children?

Children?
Yes. You know,
in athletics.

Well, I never gave it
much thought, but...

well, I like kids.

Yeah, I like kids all right.

They're staffing
summer camps now.

I know a couple who run
a camp in the Adirondacks.

They're in town now getting
their people together.

Would you be available
if I could set
up an appointment

Tonight?
Well, they have to leave
town tomorrow,

and I told them all about you.

[ Muttering ]
You mean, they'll
have to see me?

Well,
you see, you know, I just
got over this fight, and--

I'll have to talk to them?

Oh, but they're excited
to see you.

They're looking forward to it.
I told them you were ranked
number five.

[ Chuckling ]

You know, you're
a hell of a sport.

I mean, you come in here.
You're a real sport.

[ Laughs ]
Thank you.
Then you'll see them?

Sure, if you say so.

Well, how about it, Mr.
Rivera?
Can I have a beer?

A beer? In here?

I kind of like it in here.

Well, sure,
sure you can have a beer.

Hey, Charlie!
Coming.

Hey, Charlie,
two beers, huh?
Two beers.

How about some music?
Music?

Don't you like to listen
to music when you drink beer?

Oh, I never
gave it much thought.

Sure, you can have music.

Hey, Mountain.
Hmm?

Play "Lover Come Back to Me."
[ Laughter ]

* [ Romantic Melody ]
Two beers. *

Hey, Charlie, how about
a glass for the lady?

A glass?
Fancy-schmancy.

[ Laughter ]

That's pretty.

What? Yeah, it is pretty.

Oh. Them are violins.

Beautiful.

You know, I don't
pay much attention.
I don't have the time.

What is that?
What?

That's music.
Just plain old music.

You know, the only music
I know by heart is
"The Star-Spangled Banner."

Uh... you don't go much
to fights, do you?
No.

Well, they play that
before the main event.
Oh.

Yeah.

Oh, no.
[ Laughs ]

There was--
There was Smiley Collins.

[ Chuckles ]
Who's Smiley Collins?

He was a fighter,
and he played the violin.

I mean, a fighter
playing the violin.

He used to play the violin?
Seriously?
Oh, real serious.

I don't know much about
his violin playing, but, boy--
Ooh, he had a right hand.

He could knock down
a wall with it.
What about his violin?

He fought, uh...
Willie Floyd, Willie Floyd.

And he had 20 pounds on him--
I mean, Willie Floyd
had 20 pounds on him.

[ Indistinct ]

No, that's all right.
You keep the change.

You know, they don't get
many ladies in here.

I mean, that's why Charlie
forgot to bring the glass.

Thank you.
[ Cash Register Dings ]

Here.

Well, drink hearty.
That's what Maish always says.
Drink hearty.

Drink hearty, Mr. Rivera.

You think a lot of Maish,
don't you?

Oh, he's number one.

He was your manager?

Sev-- Excuse me.
Seventeen years.

Well, I mean,
he's not just my manager.

You know, I mean,
he's my best friend.

When we were first
getting started, he--

well, he used to stake me to,
you know, to chow and clothes.

Why ain't you married?

Well, should I be?
[ Laughs ]

Sure. I mean, you're pretty.
I mean,
you're not just pretty,

Thank you.

You know, I once fought
a guy named Jazzo.

Elmer Jazzo.

You know what? He--
He looked just
like my old man.

He-He was the spitting
image of him, you know?

So, you know,
I couldn't hit him.

And, anyway, I circle and I go
out and I still, you know--

I'm just jabbing away,
kinda easy,

and all of a sudden, he--

all of a sudden,
he comes at me,
comes at me strong.

He's got me
up against the ropes.
He's giving me the elbow.

He's giving me the legs,
and he's butting me.

I just cover up, and I notice
every time he shoots his left
hand, he drops his right.

So I go and--

I knocked him out.

What?
I knocked him out.

Oh.

How's your beer?

Fine.

* [ Romantic Melody
Resumes On Jukebox ] *

Hey, Mountain.
Yeah?

Them are violins.

Drink hearty, Mountain.

[ Laughing ]

[ Mutters ]

Drink hearty.

[ Chattering Continues ]

It's a garden, ain't it?

Where are the flowers?

Right here.

You know...

I've had a real good time.

So have I.
Two beers. My!

[ Laughs ]

You know, as we
were coming out of the bar,

I heard Charlie say
that I had a pretty date.

Thank Charlie for me.

I mean, y-you don't mind...

that he thought you,
uh, w-was my date?

I suppose in a way I am.

You know, I don't think
I've had a real date
in all this time.

You know, I mean...
someone... I liked.

You know, someone...
I wanted to be with.

I think that's a compliment.

Yeah.

You know, I feel
like I'm walking on eggs.

[ Laughs ]
Why, Mountain?

Well... you know what
my old man used to say?

He used to say, uh,

"Lewis, when you're
out with a lady, you
should act special."

[ Laughs ]
You have.

I've enjoyed
this evening very much.

I mean, I haven't talked
too much, have I?
No.

One thing I wouldn't
want to do, you know,
with a lady like you...

is, you know, get out of line.

You've been a perfect gentleman.

You know what?
One thing I'm sorry about--

that I don't know music.

Why?

[ Chuckles ]
Well, uh...
I feel like singing.

[ Laughs ]

Oh, there's a cab, Mountain.

Hey, cab!

I'll go back to my place
and phone the Rierdens
and set up an appointment.

Yeah, okay.
And I'll call you
at your hotel?

Yeah, sure, fine.

Oh, hey, buddy, here.

No, Mountain, please.
No, it's all right.
It's all right.

Take the lady
where she wants to go, huh?

Well, look, when you
tell them about me, I mean,
don't build me up too much.

Just tell them I
had 111 fights,
and I ain't never took a dive.

Well...
I'm kind of proud of that.

Of course you are, Mountain.
You must be very proud.

Well, it, you know--
You're somebody very nice.

Thank you.

All right, buddy.
Good night.

Wow! Va-va-va-voom!

[ Laughs ]
Hey, Maish, look at this.

Salad.

[ Clears Throat ]

Where's Mountain?

We're waitin' for him.
You know Perelli.

Yeah, I know him.

So where's your boy?
I been here a half hour.

He'll be here.
I ain't got all night, Maish.

Hey, Maish, Army, have I got
some really great news!

The lady
from the employment agency--

She's gonna fix
up an interview
for me with this guy that runs

That's very nice,
but wait till
you hear about the deal we--

All you need to work with kids
is instinct.
We'll talk about it after.

She says I gotta
start something
new on account I blew my wad

I said, "Wait, what does a guy
like me know about kids?"
Mountain. Mountain.

I want you to meet Mr.
Perelli.

He promotes the wrestling
matches at
the Manhattan Arena.

Oh, yeah.
Glad to see you.
Likewise.

So I said, "What does a guy
like me know about kids?"
She

Let's get on with it, Maish.
That's what she said.
Instinct.

Mountain, come over here.
And listen to this good.
It's a beautiful thing.

All right.
Now sit down here, gentlemen.
I think we got something.

Now, Maish here thinks
you might be a good draw.

[ Laughs ]
I mean, your name's
pretty well-known, huh?

I seen you fight a lot myself.
Yeah?
[ Chuckles ]

I think I can wind you up
with some matches.

I think it might be worth
both our whiles.

Mr. Perelli,
didn't Maish tell you?
I'm not

You see, I got this--
This has nothing to do
with fightin'.

I told you,
he promotes wrestlin'.

Gee, Maish,
I don't know how to wrestle.

[ Laughing ]
He don't know how to wrestle!

You don't have to know how.
Couple of hours,
you learn the holds.

There's only two things
you gotta learn
in my business--

how to fake it
and make it look real...

and how to land
so you don't hurt yourself.

I-I-I don't get it--
What do you mean?
He's laying it out for you.

Hey, Maish, you know,
I got a funny idea.
[ Laughing ]

We dress you up in one
of them Indian costumes,

with the crazy feathers
and everything.
[ Laughing ]

Hey! We give him one of them
peace pipes, and he keeps

blowing smoke in the ref's face.

I got it!
We match him up against
the Cowboy!

Get it?
Cowboys and Indians!

[ Laughing Continues ]

I don't think
he goes for it, Maish.

What are you talking about,
he don't go for it?

Well, what do you say?
Aw, Maish.
I'd lose you a lot of money.

You know, I can't wrestle.
I-I-I don't think I could win
a match.

He couldn't win a match!
I'll die!
[ Laughing ]

What do you mean,
win a match?
This whole thing is a setup.

You win one night,
the next night
the other guy wins.

It depends on who plays
the heavy.
Tank job!

Will you talk sense?
This is an entirely
different thing!

It's part of the game!
I never took a dive
for nobody!

I had 111 fights.
I never took one single dive.

Look, Mountain,
it's like Maish says.
These ain't exactly dives.

It-- Well, look.
You guys talk it over.

Give me a ring, Maish,
by tomorrow. I gotta know
definitely by tomorrow.

I'll call you
in the morning, Perelli.
Sure.

Nice seeing you, Mountain.

I figure you owe me.

What do you figure?

Yeah. Guess I do.

Then there's no more to it.

Maish,

I was almost
the heavyweight champion
of the world.

Then you remember that.

You were almost heavyweight
champion of the world,
and I was your manager.

Maish, I'm no stumblebum!

Why would--
Why do you want to make me
out some kind of stumblebum?

[ Door Slams ]

[ Phone Ringing ]

[ Ringing Continues ]

Hello. Yeah.

Who's calling?

Yes, he's here.

Ha-Hang on just a minute.
I'll get him.

Hey, Mountain.
Yeah.

It's for you.
It's a Miss... Miller.

Th-That's the lady
from the unemployment agency.
Oh, good, good.

Hello? Yeah, yeah, hello.

Oh, y-you did, huh?

Th-They do?

Uh, the Hotel St. Moritz?

Yeah, I-I-I know
where that is.

What are the names?
[ Muttering ]

All right.

Yeah. Oh, uh, Miss Miller,

thank you.

Hey, Maish.
That, that appointment's
for tonight.

You see, these people--
You see, they run this camp
in the Adirondacks.

And... well, they--

They wanna see me.

Aw, Maish.
Hey, come on, Maish.

You don't have to worry about
no wrestling deals no more.

No matter what I do, you still
got a third of my action.

My son, the counselor.
[ Laughs ]

Just make sure none of those
brats hit you over the head
with a hockey stick.

Hey, you know, I gotta change.

Like you said,
you and me and Army--
we're the Three Musketeers.

He wins, I lose.

Go get some sandwiches.

You mean that, Maish?
Can I stop him if he wants
to sit around a campfire?

Get some sandwiches.

Hey, why don't you
break open a jug?

We'll have a couple
of belts too, huh?

* [ Mountain ]
Oh, give me a home

* Where the buffalo roam

* Where the deer
and the antelope play

* Where seldom is heard

* A discouraging word

* And the skies are not cloudy
all day

* [ Humming ]

[ Chattering ]
Have you seen Maish around,
Steve?

He left about ten minutes ago.

[ All Laughing ]
Very funny.

She says, "I'm sorry, buddy,
but I don't give blue stamps."

[ Laughter Continues ]

Yeah, that's great.
Hey,
look at the birthday cake.

The girls are having
a little birthday party,
and I gotta play host.

Will you gentlemen excuse me,
please? I'll be right back.

Uh, come back, Jack.
I sure will.

* Happy birthday to you
Hey, Maish. *

Remember when I was 22?
I remember the night
you were 22.

You fought a guy
named Rockey Rocco.

And you took him
in three rounds.
That's right.

You were very strong that night.

A-And how about that
birthday party you gave me?

Oh.
[ Both Laughing ]

With the assorted friends.
Yeah!

And you gave me that tie.
That tie.

You're never gonna get rid
of that crummy thing.
You're gonna keep it for life.

Mmm? Hey,
that's my lucky piece.

Boy, boy. Tsk.

Those were the great days.

We traveled first-class.

All the training camps
were after us,
bidding for us.

You were on your way up.

Waiter.
Bring us another.
Yeah--

Hey, look who's here. Army!

Come on. Sit down.
Have a drink.

Hey, Mountain.

Weren't you supposed
to be someplace
by 10:00, huh?

No.
Huh? Didn't you have
an appointment someplace?

10:00, huh?
Oh, yeah.

Oh, yeah!
Oh, yeah. Uh, S-- Uh, S--

Saint--
The Rierdens at St. Moritz.
That's right.

Never mind. Forget it.
I'll call Miss Miller
and cancel the appointment.

Make it for tomorrow.
No, no, no, no.

You're in no shape to go.
What do you mean,
in no shape?

Listen to me!
I got to go, Maishy.
I got an appointment.

Anybody ever tell you what
a prince of a guy you were?

Oh, Mr. Rierden?
There's, uh... a gentleman
down here.

Says he has an appointment
with you.

His name is, uh--

Uh, Rivera!
Rivera, sir.

All right, Mr. Rierden.
I'll send him right up.

They're expecting you,
Mr. Rivera. Room 1006.

Take the elevator
across the lobby.

You know, I'm, uh,
I'm gonna be a counselor
in a boys' camp.

Oh, I'm delighted, Mr. Rivera.
I'm just delighted.

It's a big break.

Oh-- Sorry.
[ Muttering ]

Going up, please.

[ Muttering Continues ]

The tenth floor.

I'm, I'm gonna see
Mr. Rierden.

He, he runs a summer camp.

You have any boys, lady?

This is my only child.

Oh, yeah?
I like animals.

I like all kinds of animals.

Is that a dog?
Why, certainly!
She's a champion.

Yeah?
[ Chuckling ]

Hey. Hey, y-y-you a champ?

Huh?

Thank you.

Listen, I forgot the--

Hey! Hey, I forgot the num--

Hey.

Mr. Rierden!

Mr. Rierden?

Yes?
Oh, hello.

My name is, uh, Mr. Rivera.

I'm supposed to--
Are you Mr. Rierden?

No. No, no.
Uh, please. Please.
Now get out.

But do you, do you know
where he lives?

Mr. Rierden?

Mr. Rierden!

Mr. Rierden!

I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

I didn't see you coming.

I'm sorry.
I didn't see you.

See, I was looking for some--
Mountain.

[ Man ]
Down, please.
Mountain.

Mountain!

[ Knock At Door ]

[ Knocking Continues ]
[ Mountain ]
Come in. It ain't locked.

Maish, is that--

Uh, hey, Miss Miller.

W-What are you doing here?

I had to see you.

I tried to follow you
when you left.

Well, uh, there didn't seem
to be much to talk about.

I think there's a great deal
to talk about.

Hey, you wanna come in?

This is--

Take your coat?

Thank you.

Why did you get drunk, Mountain?

Well...

Maish and me--

[ Chuckles ]
I guess I was kind of scared
about meeting those people.

Maish and me,
we-- we had a few.

And before,
before you knew it,
I was potted.

You-- Sorry.

You want me to run downstairs
and get you a beer?
No, thanks.

Hey.

Can you guess who that is?

That's me.
Oh.

[ Chuckling ]

You know, Miss Miller,
one thing I'm sorry about is,

I-I didn't want
to make a fool out of you.

That's not the point.
You lost a job tonight.

You threw it away, Mountain,
and I don't know why.

Will you tell me?

I guess I realized I was--

I was just kidding myself.

I-I couldn't be no counselor.
Hey, look.

That's my old man
I was telling you about.

Oh, your father?
Yeah.

Hmm.

He's a good-looking man.
Yeah.
He was a big guy.

You know, Miss Miller,
about that counselor job.

I mean, that's for them
good-looking kids
with white sweaters.

You know,
I-I don't sound so good.

I mean, I sound like
an immigrant off a boat.

Anyway, I-I already
got a job.

Oh, you did?
Oh, that's wonderful!

I'm gonna be a wrestler.

A wrestler?

Yeah, yeah.
You know, I--

See I, I put on this
Indian chief costume,

and, well, one night I win,

next night, the other guy wins.

It's, it's like in the movies.

You know, the good guys
and the bad guys.

Is that what you want to do--
be a wrestler?

I never figured
I'd wind up like this.

Well, you're ashamed of it.

You're ashamed, Mountain.
Then why do you do it?

I gotta do it for Maish.

Oh... for Maish.

You do everything for Maish.

You keep him in a shrine.
For 17 years,
you've prayed to him...

as if he was Mountain Rivera's
personal god.

And now he wants to strip off
your skin piece by piece
until you're chewed to death!

You don't know him like I do!

A long time ago in Scranton,
I fought Marciano when he was
on his way up.

He was a tough kid.
He cut me up bad.

I was out of shape,
and he knocked me out.

But as I was being wheeled
down the hall in the hospital,

I looked up...
and there was Maish.

And he was crying for me.

Do you hear that?
Maish was crying for me.

And because of that
you'll do anything for him!

What's so bad about it?
Wrestling is like fighting,
only by different rules.

Why don't you see yourself
as I see you?

Yeah. Look at me.

Boy, am I ugly.
Oh, you're not ugly!

What am I, beautiful?
These are scars.

They ain't medals.
You know why I talk so funny?

Because I been hit
a million times.

You know--

You know, for a while...

you, you had me thinking
it could be different.

But, Mountain,
I want you to believe
it can be different.

Nah.

You know,

the time would come when--

I mean, the--

The time would come when--

What would you do then,
Miss Miller?

I don't know, Mountain.

Oh, no!
[ Whimpering ]

You'd better go.

Hey!

Hey, Miss Miller!

You, uh...
forgot your scarf.

Oh, thank you.

Look, I--

I-I-I appreciate
your trying to help me.

Mountain, you understand
that it wasn't--
Well, it wasn't--

Shh.
Grace, I was out of line.

I belong with dirty towels
and locker rooms.

Oh, Mountain.

I want my key.
Mountain's already up there.

And there's a girl with him--
a Miss Miller.

Oh.

Oh.
Excuse me.

Are you Miss Miller?
Yes.

And you're?
Maish Rennick.

Well, do I have a fighter now,
or have I got
a counselor now?

He's whatever
you want him to be,
Mr. Rennick.

You got him drunk tonight,
and you were very successful.
He didn't get the job.

Well.
Well, that's just too bad.

Well, that's how
the world goes, honey.

The rich get richer,
and the poor get drunk.

Now you can go out and find
yourself another charity.

Charity?
You don't give
a damn about him.

Oh, but you do, huh?
You're old friends,

all the way back
to last Tuesday.

Well, let me tell you
something, Miss Miller.
You better dwell on this.

You don't understand the breed.

You think when you put clothes
on an ape, you make him
a dancing partner.

Oh, I-- I'm sorry.

You want to help him,
Miss Miller?

I'll tell you
how you can help him.

Leave him alone.

If you gotta say anything
to him, tell him you pity him.

Tell him you feel so sorry
for him you could cry.

But don't con him.

Don't tell him he can be
a counselor in a boys' camp.

He's been
chasing ghosts so long,
he'll believe anything--

any kind of a ghost--

championship belt,

pretty girl,

maybe just 24 hours
without an ache in his body.

It doesn't make
any difference.
It all passed him.

I just thought that...

maybe the next
thing he wanted,
he ought to get.

That would only be fair.

I wish to God it was something
I could have given him.

[ Door Opens, Closes ]

[ Sighs ]

[ Crowd Cheering ]

[ Laughing ]
You see?

I'll die!
I swear to God, I'll die!

You'll knock 'em dead
in that thing.

Hey, where's the photographer?

I gotta get some pictures
of him in that thing.
Joe! Hey, Joe!

Joe!
Maish? Maish!

I hear you're in action again.
Is that right?
I can't talk now.

I want you to meet
Maish Rennick, the wisest man
in the business.

I heard you were looking
for a fighter, Mr. Rennick.
I can start any time you like.

Kid's just anxious.
Ain't that a good sign?

Why don't you get out of here?

All right. Don't get hot.
Come on, kid. Hey, Maish,

I'll just take my cut when
the kid starts to work, okay?

All right, Maish?

You know, you don't have
to wear that thing long.

You get in the ring,
walk around a couple of times,
and you take it off.

Maish.
Maishy, Maish,
don't make me.

What do you mean, make you?
What am I, your father?

"Make you."
You don't do anything
you don't want to do.

If you don't think
you owe it to me, okay.

Anything he owes you,
he's paid you back
a hundred times.

If he wants to walk,
let him tell me.
Let him tell me.

Maish, Maish,
I'll do anything for you--
anything.

But don't ask me
to play a clown!

You cross me now,
and I am dead.
Do you understand me?

[ Laughing ]
Hey, hey, Indian.

Come on.
Put on the Indian hair!
The Indian hair!

We're taking funny pictures.
I don't wanna be no clown!

Hey, what are you trying
to pull?

He's taking a walk, ain't he?
What is he trying to pull?

Oh, you're in trouble.
You're in deep trouble.

Ma Greeny's
gonna know about his.

Get these guys out
and let me talk to him.
I'll straighten it out.

I'll get them out of here,
but you'd better straighten
him out. Come on! Out!

Let's go, fellas!
Out! Everybody out!
You'd better take care of it.

[ Crowd Cheering ]
You'd better! Come on!

Mountain, I mean it.
My life is on the line.

You cross me now, and I'm dead.

Maish, li--
like I told you,

I'll do anything for you--

anything else, but, but--

But it bothers you, huh?
It didn't bother you last week
to stand up in that ring...

with your hands down at your
side for seven rounds and let
Clay beat your brains out!

That didn't bother you.

It didn't bother you
that I had every last
nickel...

I have in the world
up on the table saying
that you wouldn't go four!

Wh-Wh-What do you--

Maish, what do you--

You bet against me?

Why, Maish?

Why did you bet against me?

Would it have made
any difference, Mountain?

Would it have made any
difference if I
had gone out...

and hocked my left leg
to bet on you?

You're not a winner anymore,
Mountain.

There's only one thing left.

Let's make some money
from the losing.

You fink.

You dirty, stinking fink.

You know, Maish,

in all the dirty, crummy
17 years I fought for you,

I wasn't ashamed
of one single round.

Not one single minute.

Now you make me ashamed!

Where you going, Hiawatha?

[ Grunts ]

[ Grunting Continues ]

Mountain!

Mountain!

[ Grunting Continues ]

Mountain!

Stop!
[ Whimpering ]

Mountain!

Ma, punchy's gone wild.

Now listen, Greeny.
This punk don't show,
Maishy don't get paid.

That means you're out
in the cold, you dig?

So what'd you do?
You beat up two bums?

That ain't gonna help.
I got a whole regiment.

And what did
you win for Maish,
an extra eight minutes?

I'm gonna see to it you don't
get a license to walk a dog
from now on!

You don't think I will, huh?
Well, just try anything!
Maishy, darling.

Take a good look at yourself
in the mirror,

and then say good-bye
to what you see.

Where do you want it,
here or in the alley?

Let them do it slow, Ma.

Let 'em do it
nice and slow.
I wanna watch.

Come on, Maish.

Hey, Perelli.

Pay, pay that lady off.

For what, your good looks?

Look, I pay cash for services
rendered, and so far
you ain't rendered nothin'!

You'll put me on next.

You mean you'll go?
Eight matches
starting tonight?

Yeah.
With an option
for 16 more?

Yeah, yeah, sure.
Anything you say.

[ Perelli ]
That makes me happy.

[ Ma Greeny ]
Now everybody's happy.

Have a good match, boys.

I owe you, Mountain.

I owe you for this.

I swear I'll pay you back.

We don't have to break up now.

We'll get that kid.
He's a good, fast kid.

Army, you saw him.
We can make a champ
out of this guy.

You know, the three of us.

Be partners like we used to be.

Make a lot of dough.

The kid could be a champ.
You know, he could take over
where you left off.

Look, fellas.
I like you guys.

Mountain, Army.

Look, don't let it break up
like this.

What do you say, Mountain?
Army?

Army? Mountain.

[ Crowd Cheering ]

[ Bell Ringing ]

[ Ring Announcer ]
Next match,
two out of three falls.

From Morgan's Corner, Arkansas,

weighing 601 pounds,
Haystack Calhoun.

[ Crowd Cheering ]

And his opponent,
weighing 196 pounds,

former heavyweight contender,
"Big Chief" Mountain Rivera.

[ Booing ]

Hey, Mountain,
don't forget,
this is make-believe.

Don't get carried away
and belt him out now, huh?

[ War Whoop ]

Ya bum, ya!

[ Booing, Shouting Continues ]

[ Bell Rings ]

Come on, Mountain.
Get the show on the road.

[ Booing Continues ]

[ Ring Announcer ]
Come on, Mountain.

[ War Whoop ]

[ Booing Continues ]
[ Whooping ]

[ Whooping ]