All language subtitles for CockfighteuRay.x265-RARBG

I learned to fly a
plane and lost interest in it.

Waterskiing and lost
interest in it.

But uh, this is something
you don't conquer.

Anything that can fight to the
death and not utter a sound,

well,

the person that puts the most

and works the hardest is
supposed to win.

And usually that's the
way it comes out.

The drive in it is to
be the best.

We call it sharpness.

When you can hit that peak.

When that bird is at his
best then he'll win for you.

Because you make your luck.

I can pick out the best
bird by his confirmation,

his bone structure,

but I can't look into his heart
and tell you how game he is.

- You know what you said
in your sleep last night?

You said Randy you mother,
I'm gonna kick

your shitty ass clear
across this room.

You remember that?

Whose Randy?

You can't fool me, if you
can talk in your sleep,

you can talk when you're awake.

I just want you to
know I know it.

- That's the mighty sand spur,
huh?

Well, what kind of money are
we talking about for this hack?

What a hundred dollars?

Shit.

I figured on taking you
at least a thousand.

I'm risking my $200 raise
against your $100 bet.

I don't know.

I'll tell you what I'll do.

I'll put up another $900

against your car and trailer.

Even money.

That's the car and
trailer plus the hundred.

Okay?

Catch you later.

What I was doing to sandspur's

bill wasn't exactly illegal.

But I didn't feel too
proud about it.

I only wanted to boost
the betting odds

by making the gamers think that
sandspur's bill was cracked.

- Seven hundred fifty?

And you want this all
on sandspur?

Oh forget it!

You know I can't get a
four to one bet!

Cracked bill?

Well now I don't know
who to bid, you or Burt.

Maybe I'll be able to
get some on, huh?

Five pounds, two ounces even.

You're handling Jack?

- No Ralph go to him.

He's about half ounce over,

you're gonna have to
cut away frank.

Oh he can have the half ounce.

- He can have shit, you
know there's new

two ounce leeway and
official fpt hack.

- What I meant was they don't
make no nevermind to me.

- It makes a difference
to the better, Jack.

Five two, even.

See that Jack, he's got
a cracked beak.

- Oh yeah?

Well if I had known he
had a cracked bill

I'd give you some odds.

- Who wants to call it?

Tales it is.

- That's a short guess.

- Set him low and outside.

Who'd we have to find?

Burk was a long gaff man.

But I preferred the short heels.

Sandspur was a cutter and
fought best with short gaffs.

And David was used to
long three inch heels.

By me winning a toss, I
had given sandspur

a slight advantage over
over little David.

Ladies and gentlemen

this is an extra hack.

Between Mr. Jack burk,
burk farms, vinny,

Mr. Frank Mansfield,
Mansfield farms cada.

The official southern
conference hack,

no time limit, no draw,
both birds with short gaffs.

Mr. Ralph hanson handles for Mr.
Burk.

I'll get cross down on blue.

- I'll take his thirty!

- Twenty five on her back one.

- Thirty, come on!

Alright seal that.

- Alright.

Alright let's bill em.

- That's enough. Get ready!

Pit!

I'll have fifty
thirty five on the sandspur.

- Get ready.

50 for 35!

Get!

Handle!

I'll go 25 over 180.

Come on, let him go.

Get ready.

Get him, that's a man, get him!

That broken beak lost your

bird his pecker power, frank.

Winner, Mr. Burk.

Well, got it all down frank

yours and mine, three to one.

Great sandspur, game but lame.

You ought to give up
this shit frank.

Well, don't look for me in
milledgeville this year.

- I was getting ready
to wash them.

I never heard of anybody so mean

they take a families
mobile home away from them.

- Well now little lady
we made bet you see,

and we shook hands on it.

- Nobody shook my hand, what
about me, what happens to me?

- No I don't know
about that frank,

I've got me a lady friend
up in kissimmee.

- Fuck you!

I don't need you, I can
take care of myself!

- Little David will meet
any challenges,

any five two challenges
you wanna show against him

only put your money where your
mouth is in milledgeville.

- Frank!

Please take me with you,
please frank!

I don't wanna stay with old Mr.
Burk!

He must be 40 years old!

I fell sorry for her in a way.

But I didn't worry about her.

She was pretty and young
and a good lay.

Hell she could buy anywhere.

But piss on her and the
horse she rode in on.

That's an old trick you
tried today frank.

I've done it myself and I've
gotten away with it too.

The trick you see is not
to cut the groove too deep.

If you cut too deep it's liable

to cost you your car
and trailer.

Two years ago this medal
could have been in your hand.

But you had to shoot
your mouth off

and lose the bird you
needed to win.

- Now that's a fine five
pound chicken alive Jack!

Right here in my hands
the very finest!

You wanna know something, boy?

I am the finest trainer and
conditioner in the whole world.

And my bird here, he
can beat anything

you got to show man, anything,
anything!

- Hey listen I'm
getting tired of

listening to you brag
frank god damn it.

Why don't you put some money
where your mouth is right now.

- Come on frank's just talkin',

Jack it's two o'clock
in the morning.

- No, no, no, no, he's been
doing all the god damned

bragging, let's see a
little action now alright?

- You know marlin's got
the best birds.

- No we're gonna find out
right now, okay?

- Two hundred.

- Be that out and no odds.

- Two hundred, two hundred even

okay give your money to Lucille.

- Here Lucille, keep the
change sweetie.

You ready?

- Okay bill.

- You wanna go do it,
go let's go.

- Okay bill up.

Get ready!

Jack wins frank, have you got

another fine rooster you can
use in the derby tomorrow?

- It's too bad frank.

Now you'll have to
withdraw from the derby.

Which means you ain't
got a fighting chance

for the medal this year.

You got two little faults frank.

You drink too much and
you talk too much.

Yeah, I ought
to keep my mouth shut.

I am, I'm gonna keep my mouth
shut until I win that medal.

I'll tell them to stick
it up their ass.

All those sons of bitches.

It's five thirty!

You gonna sleep all day?

Come out in the yard we
can have breakfast later.

- Except for these
battered grays,

white lightning here is the
only game cock I've got left.

Haven't fought him yet,
but just about everything

I've ever learned about
breeding's gone into this one.

And when the time comes,
he'll out cut and out shuffle

every game cock in the south.

If a cock's legs
hand down in perfect alignment

with his body, he's a
close hitter.

This cock's legs were perfect.

- You want this chicken, frank?

He's yours then for $500.

I know the price is
unreasonable.

But pay me and you can take him.

I wouldn't be fellin' him

if I hadn't promised Martha
I'd quit cock fighting.

He's yours.

When you bring the money.

Go out and have some breakfast.

Then I'll drive you
down to the bus station.

Where did I want to go?

I leased old mine
decatur farm had

two more years to run
and it was all paid up.

But without any game fowl and
without any funds to buy it

wasn't even important
going out there.

First thing I had to
do was get some money.

- Frank!

You devil!

You would have to catch me
lookin' like this!

Hello!

Well, stop grinnin' like an
ape and sit down, I'll feed ya!

Coffee's all ready.

You may have lost your voice
but you can still write.

We haven't heard from you
in six months.

- Well if it ain't the
junior bird man.

Welcome home, bubba.

How long you gonna stay?

The enigmatic response right?

I suspect that you've
come home to

collect that honest
debt I owe you.

Too bad bubba because I
have a hard time

raising 25 let alone 2500.

But it's your house, so you're

welcome to stay as
long as you like.

- Would you like a job honey?

- Uh uh.

My old room was at the

end of the front hall
next to the bathroom.

Nothing had changed
much in two years

except for all the junk
had been stored in their.

Things sure have a way of
getting out of place after a time.

- Frank you busy?

There's somebody here to
see you frank.

And I'll bet you
can't guess who.

Well at least you could
put your shoes on.

He's on his way.

Still his gentle warm
hearted self.

- Come on in the
kitchen Randall.

- What for?

She's pretty quick on the
horn is she alright out there?

- She's fine.

It's just mama.

It's her nurses day off I have

to drop her off by Ms.
Roswell's.

When I mentioned your name
you should have

seen her face he got
all excited.

I know she remembers.

Frank!

My goodness what do you think
I am, the welcome wagon?

I hadn't seen you in six
months and you expect.

I don't know what you expect.

It's hard to get inside
a stone wall's head.

Francis said there was a chance

you might decide to
stay this time.

Is there any truth to
that wild rumor?

Joe Lee asked me to marry him.

Got myself a piece of land.

Joe Lee gets me he's gettin'
a bargain.

I told him I'd give
him an answer.

You hungry?

Wanna get a hamburger
or something?

I was gettin' kind of
hungry myself.

Mama you remember frank, he
was one of your favorites.

He was everybody's favorite.

Did I ever tell you
about Johnny arlin?

The boy who peed on
the wall in study hall?

Teacher wouldn't let
him go to the bathroom.

So he kept raising
his hand saying

teacher I can't hold it I
ain't kidding.

So finally she wouldn't
let him go to the bathroom

after 30 minutes and
he just got up

and walked back to the
corner and peed on the wall.

She took him down to the
principals office

and Mr. Tomlin says son
you are expelled.

And he said I don't give a shit
I'm gonna join the marines!

He did, he jumped in
his 52 Chevy

and he started out to San Diego,

and then when he got to
new Mexico he ran

into a bridge post and
killed himself.

He never would have made a
marine anyway I maintain.

I think it was suicide.

You know what it proves?

The value of self control,
if he hadn't

had to pee he'd be alive today.

Just like you and cock fighting.

Something of which you have
absolutely no self control.

I want, I wanna get
married and have children.

I wanna have them here
where we both have roots.

I'm not gonna marry
you and live on

some old game cock
farm in decatur.

I'm not gonna wait
for you forever.

I waited long enough.

- Jake would you please tell
me what's going on here?

- Good morning Mr. Mansfield
we're here to move your house.

- Frank what's happening?

- Randy!

What's going on, what
are they doing?

- They've come for the house.

Frank sold it.

- Well he can't do that, can he?

- You better call your daddy

and tell him he's
having company.

- Put it away.

No game cock's worth $500.

I'm sick of game fowl anyway.

Let's go get your rooster.

Those two battered grays are in

fine feather again, you
can have the hen too.

- Can't you wait til frank
finished his breakfast?

- I'm not rushing him.

I can get you on a dozen melhorn

blacks if you're interested.

- I got the wire.

Mr. O'myer he helped me
get the melhorns

last night from the
express depot.

White lightning!

Mighty pretty bird, Mr. Frank.

He's soft now, but he
won't be long.

- Those melhorn blacks
look awfully good frank.

But we had to water them
at the station.

Those baggage people must be

afraid to water
chickens enroute.

They sure is,
I don't know about him.

Yeah I can see

he's high spurred but
he's an ace cock.

- That is one game chicken.

- Guess I'm pretty good,
huh frank?

- Nothing else to do I reckon.

- I don't know buford,
that was a $75 rooster.

With two wins already,
might have

pitted him in the all
mutt pit first.

- He be tough alright but Mr.
- Frank he say when a bird got

high spurs like that he
miss more than he hits, so?

- When'd he tell you that?

There's a lot of things I
don't like about cock fighting,

but it's a business you're
either in or you're out.

And I'm all the way into
cock fighting.

Frank you and I need each other.

Why don't we form a partnership
just for the season?

Wait before you answer me,
think it over for a day or two.

If you condition and handled,

and I took care of the
business details,

well let it go for now.

But bear in mind I'm
filthy with capital.

Well no matter what you decide

why don't you come over
for dinner tonight?

I'll take that high spurred
rooster home with me

and tonight you and I will
feast on stewed milhorn black

and dumplings with a
bottle of pouilly-fuisse.

Stewed chicken for two and
37.50 a plate.

Farmer says I gotta get
a young rooster

in here and shake up
these hens a little bit.

So the old rooster
hears him say that,

farmer drops a young
rooster in there

and the old rooster says
listen I gotta tell you

something about staying
in condition.

He says come on with me.

He says we're gonna run
around this cock house

about three times and he
goes you gotta

stay into condition
if you're gonna

take over this barnyard and
take care of these hens.

So I'll show you something.

Young rooster says okay.

He says now you follow me.

First we'll crow, we'll
wake up the farmer come on.

So okay, so he goes rargarokerr!

Like that and the young
rooster goes ackerackerrerr!

The farmer wakes up and
he's looking out the window

and the old rooster's
raising like that

and looking back over
his shoulder

and the young rooster's
six paces behind him see?

And the old farmer
takes one look

and he picks up a
shotgun and he goes bram!

And he knocks off the
young rooster.

And he says damnit,
that's the third

faggot rooster I had this week.

What do you say, frank,
partners for the season?

Partners, oh baby!

You better not stay
out late tonight

cause we got an early
start in the morning.

Like people every game cock

has to be handled differently.

You know a chicken's brain's
about the size of bb.

But within' those brains
there's an infinite variety

of character and
personality traits.

The game cock is the most
stupid creature on earth,

and the most
intelligent fighter.

I ran the cocks, a game
cock has to fight fast,

and the running
strengthens it's legs.

I ran them 20 times the
first day, 30 the second.

Increasing the
number of runs ten

a day until they
reach a hundred.

Now he can run like
striped ass ape.

- Well if all that
doesn't bother him,

he can fight in times
square on new years Eve.

How are you getting along with

frank since he's
stopped talking?

- How?

I like him better now!

Before his big mouth
lost him the cock fighter

of the year medal, he was
onto my tail all the time.

Buford do this, buford do that.

Now he do what he have
to do and I do what I do.

Everything is nice and quiet.

Hey let's go!

Get ready, hit!

You got it, talk to him!

Kick him up, get him ready!

Handle.

- My cock was bored, how
could he be a runner?

- A runner's a cock
that runs Omar.

Pete wins, damnit.

Ya'lls cock just left the pit.

- Petey he was confused.

He wanted to get back to the pit

he just forgot where it was.

- Heard what referee said.
- Yeah.

Mr. Mansfield,

saw you five two up
on the board.

My roosters won two
fights this year.

At least the guy I bought him
from said he won two fights.

I'd like to bet you
$25 even money.

- You got yourself a bet son.

But you're gonna have
to fight him short heel,

you got a pen?

- No he ain't got no heels.

- Then no problem I'll
lend you a pair.

Want me to heel him for you?

- I don't need anybody to
heel him for me,

I've heeled lots of birds.

- This here's and extra hack.

Mr. Mansfield's white
against juniors gray.

Both birds weigh five two,
fighting in short heel.

Bill em' up.

That's enough.

Place your birds!

Flash em' one time, on
your score, hit!

Handle, handle!

Foul, white cock wins!

- What do you mean foul!

- You stuck your finger up
that cocks ass.

- I was told if you stick
your finger up there

and rub his balls a little bit

that it puts their
luck real quick.

- Who told you that?

- My daddy did!

- When you stick a finger
in a cocks ass like that.

- Come on I ain't gonna fail.

- With that sharp finger
nail, that's a foul.

That's the way to throw a fight.

- Mr. Mansfield look I
didn't know that,

I swear I didn't know it
and I apologize to you.

I'm sorry, I'm sorry.

- You're blacklisted
from this pit

and also in conference pit.

- How long is the blacklist for?

- Forever boy and
your daddy too.

- Oh right I owe you $25
dollars don't I?

I'll tell you Mr. Mansfield, I
didn't bring no cash with me.

You know I was so sure
I was gonna win

I just left it all at home
but I got some at home,

and as soon as I get
there I'm gonna get it

and I'm gonna bring it
here and get it to you.

Ohh jeeze, you got the wing!

Let go of my chicken!

Dear Mary Elizabeth,

we have got to make a decision

about what to do with our lives.

Until you have been to
a cock fight or seen me

in the cock pit, we won't
ever have any understanding.

I'm sending you two tickets to
the milledgeville tournament

for march the 15th and 16th.

All my love, frank.

P.s. You've got to give
me a fighting chance.

- Good luck Mr. Mansfield.

This is the main bird fight

between Mr. Whipple
and Pete's cock.

This last
derby fight Mr. Whipple

and Mr. Chocolate both
show five ten weights.

You fellas get ready.

Put a hundred on the red!

Bill your birds.

Get ready, on your line, hit em!

Handle!

- Don't suppose you've
heard the good news?

Get ready, on the line, cut em!

- Member dody white?

Well, I married her frank.

Handle!

Well the chocolate Spanish wins.

Man worked his head off.

- Frank she's got, she's
got the wild idea

from somewhere that you can talk

and she's afraid you're gonna

say something about you and her.

And well I know it's
a lot of crap,

but you know how women are.

- Mr. Pete chocolate
the derby winner

and Jack Burt close second.

- Well anyway I'll tell
her I talked to you.

- This is the big one you've
been waiting on folks.

Shakes and no weight limits.

You can bill em up gentlemen.

- I'd have 25, 20.

- I call 2520.

- I'm on the black chicken.

I'll take 25 to 30.

I'll take it.

You're on, alright 25 to 30.

2530 on the red.

I'll have 30 to 20!

I'll lay 10080!

- I'll lay 5075!

50-75 on the black!

- 2530, how about it?

- Are you guys 5030 on
the black I got the black.

Cut em!

- I'll bet a hundred on the red!

Whoop him, red!

I'll have
1000500, where's the go at.

Get ready!

On your line!

Cut em!

Handle!

Look out!

- What were the odds on Mrs.
- Burk?

Well if we don't count
our dead chickens

we're $3800 ahead on the
derby in the main winnings.

Now if you want to we can skip
either chattanooga or buluxy

and spend the extra time
conditioning for milledgeville.

When the
pressure's on gentlemen,

a promoters just gotta do
the best he can.

When the spca got us dander up,

well the sheriff just
had to go along with him,

that's all there is to it.

County elections, you see.

But I got next to the city
officials without no trouble.

So instead of fighting
out to the game club,

why we can stage our
little derby

right here in the hotel
without no trouble.

Just take a feel of this
wonderful pit floor.

Why a carpet like this all
nylon, makes a wonderful pit.

And you don't have to worry
none about damages neither

because that's my look out.

We also got exclusive use of
the service elevator out here

to bring the cocks up
from the basement garage.

There won't be many spectators,

but you'll be able to get
any bets covered

because there's three
really big money men

flying in this afternoon
from Nashville.

Frankly gentlemen...

- I got a question,
what do we do

with the dead cocks Mr. Reed?

- That's an excellent
question Mr. Whipple.

The dead cocks will be
stacked in the bathtub.

Yeah now any more questions?

Yes sir, what do
we use for the drag pit?

The vip suite
will be used for the drag.

But the main pit will
be right here

in this room with all
the furniture removed.

You can heal in that other
bedroom past the bathroom

there where Mr.
Berradinsky's standing.

Anymore questions?

Well that's it then.

The fighting starts at
10 am in the morning.

Mimeograph schedules
will be run off

and slipped under your
doors tonight.

Now if you gentlemen
will give me a list of

all your weights, why
I'll get started on a map.

- Yeah you're right.

We could lose our
chickens in a raid.

Though we could get fed off
those Nashville gamblers.

Look, why don't you take our

derby birds on to cook's hollow.

I'll take the other
birds in truck,

go to a motel outside of town

come back and do some
gambling anyway.

- I should have brought
another handkerchief.

When I ask Fred Reed for that
entry fee back he's gonna cry.

- I see on the board you're
looking for five two to fight.

Well if you give away an ounce

and we get a five three
I figure we'll take him.

- It's mine Mr. Mansfield,
little Joe.

Ever heard tell of little Joe?

- Mr. Mansfield hadn't fought in

this neck of the woods for
some time, Tom.

- Well he's a six time winner.

Can't fight him here though
because he's crowd shy.

But you come out to our place
we'll give you a private hack.

- I tell you what, I'll give you

two to one and you can
name the amount.

- Huh, we ain't go,
well little Joe

just won 50 dollars, huh?

500 dollars..

- And you gave him two to one.

- Little Joe can take him daddy.

- Hmm, you got yourself a bet.

You just follow us on out
whenever you're ready.

- It's a trick frank,
people just got

a square of linoleum
in his cockpit.

He rubs rosin on little
Joes feet and on that

slick wax surface the other
cock hasn't got a chance.

I got a chunk of rosin
for you here.

That way at least you
start out even,

except that little Joe's
won at least 16 fights.

You can leave the coops here and

come back after it's
all over if you want to.

I'll lay a hundred 80.

This is a stick up!

Hands over your heads.

Anybody that moves gets
their heads blasted off.

You get that chicken,
you get those.

Get out of the pit and
up against the walls.

Now I'm just gonna say this once

and only once so pay attention.

When I point this thing at you,

want you to pull off your pants,

throw them over there
on that sheet.

But not before I tell you to.

Then put your hands
back up over your heads.

- You put it back.

Freeze!

- I'll hold him for you Mr.
- Mansfield.

Ooh feels just like a baseball.

Sure is a shame for little Joe

to kill a pretty little
chicken like this one.

Shh, calm down.

We just about finished Mr.
Mansfield.

Ha yeah come on boy!

Maybe we'll let Tom be referee
if that's alright with you?

Lets bill em a little Mr.
Mansfield, hmm?

- Oh little Joey likes to fight.

- Flush 'em.

Get ready, here!

Ay, Joey!

Let's go!

- You killed little Joe!

You killed him, you killed him!

- Now you didn't have to
hit him so hard there,

that little Joe was his pet.

He had a right to be mad
losing him so quick like.

I'm a little short of a
thousand dollars Mr. Mansfield

but I'll get you $350 now,

you got to take the
rest in game fowl.

Now we'll go on down the run you

can pick yourself out
six roosters.

Well most my stock's low grade

but I got three fowl veterans.

You can't get no better
cutters than palmettos!

Oh ten's all the stock I got!

You can't take all 10!

Oh come on, man!

- Ah you best not hold him

under there too long Mr.
Mansfield.

He'll actually get drowned.

Yahooah!

That champagne hour!

Let's drink a toast to
victory at milledgeville!

I weigh gentlemen, life
passes this way but once,

not withstanding the hinders,

and I say celebrate a
victory twice.

Once before the magic
event and once afterwards.

Our ritual is what it is.

Religious, mystical
in it's power

to invoke the gods of
lightening victory.

As the top glass
fills it overflows

into the next and on down
into eternity.

The mystic realm of
the great cock.

A monument.

To all, all American
cock fighters.

A Hardy salute.

The anglo-Polish team
of Mansfield

and barridinsky's salute you.

Gentlemen, cocksmen, into
the faith, milledgeville!

Senator fox awarded the medal

to the man he thought
deserved it.

He didn't have to
win the tourney

to get the cock fighter of
the year award.

The senator hadn't given the

award to anybody in three years.

And it was possible that
he wouldn't give the medal

again this year, I didn't
want to think about it.

- Your room will be assigned
to you up at the house.

There's someone mighty
anxious to see you up there.

- Well you go ahead frank,
I'll unload.

I've never seen

someone so anxious to see Mr.
Middleton.

Ed middleton,

frank thought you meant
his fiance.

- Frank!

Didn't expect to see me here,
did you?

Well I'm not here as
any spectator.

I'm chief referee,
and don't think

I won't be watching every
move you make.

You know I promised
Martha I'd quit,

but milledgeville only
comes once a year

so she slipped my collar
for a few days.

Say, you got a partner now!

I guess I'll have to ask him how

my little white chicken's
getting along!

Come on I'll buy you a drink.

Another thing I wanna know is
how come they didn't catch you

with your pants down
at chattanooga?

- It looks good, frank.

You're gonna win the cock
fighter of the year medal.

Oh you don't have to
go downtown,

I'll phone down for the
hotel reservations

for Mary Elizabeth if
you want me to.

Hey frank, no matter how
we come out tomorrow,

I'll always be grateful to
you for getting me this far.

- Frank, talk to you a minute?

Hey uh let's make the bet
an even thousand

between little David
and your chicken.

They and Pete's okay as long
as they tell me the score.

- Frank, Jack said I
had to apologize to you.

- Frank's partner,
senator Mr. Berradinsky.

- Oh yes, Russian aren't
you Mr. Berradinsky?

- Uh no, Polish.

- You look Russian, well anyways

you're in good hands with
frank Mansfield.

I knew frank's grand daddy.

And if you listen to frank Mr.
Berradinsky

you'll learn a lot about
the game fowl business,

isn't that right ed?

- Frank could teach us a lot of

things if he wanted to
say anything.

That's what I mean,

general servis before
he invaded Great Britain

made his Roman legion
watch cock fights

for three days, a
example is enough.

- Dinner is served.

They don't feed
game fowl right in Poland

Mr. Berradinsky, game cocks
can't fight on raw potatoes.

- I'll keep that in mind, sir.

Phew, four
generations in evanston

and he talks to me like
I just got off the boat.

- Ladies and gentlemen,

welcome to the southern
conference tourney.

And we want all of you
to have a good time.

There's only one rule;

conduct yourselves as
ladies and gentlemen.

And before the tourney is over

you may want to place
a small wager.

Know who you bid with
because there may be

internal revenue agents
in the crowd.

Come on, one more
hundred and I'll get in.

- Pit!

Handle!

100 on the gray coming.

Ready, pit!

I got 400 on the gray coming.

Get ready, pit!

Pit!

Handle!

Come on I'll take the gray.

Fifty
dollars on the red rooster.

- Let's go to the dry pit,

looks like this one's
gonna drag on all day.

400 on the gray?

No I'm done.

Alright I'll give
it to you, red is the man.

- Alright priss press,
center score.

Get ready, pit!

Get ready, pit!

I'm refereeing this fight Mr.
Mansfield.

- Get ready!

Alright down on him, cut em!

- Get ready!

Pit!

Number five wins.

- I committed some
kind of a foul?

- For pushing on the
center score.

First time I wasn't
sure, nor the second when

number five whistled but the
third time it was obvious.

- Did any of you
gentlemen see me push?

- Are you arguing
with my decision?

- You're damn right I am.

- That's a $50 fine,
anything else?

- Will you take a check?

- Hey frank, we're doing the
pit in less than five minutes.

You wanna handle?

Well I'll get you another one,

I'll get you a hamburger.

Turn around this way sugar.

- So far it looks pretty even.

You think we'll win tomorrow?

- Well you wanna raise
the bets 2000?

- If you give us two to
one odds we will.

David's been on a country
walk all season.

White lightning here's had
to fight just to qualify.

- You asking for odds, frank??

- While the final results of
the tourney have been tabulated

there will be an extra hack
between entries four and five.

- Both five two Pete.

- Both birds are five two and
they'll fight in short heels.

Alright let's bill 'em.

Okay good luck to you.

Get ready!

Two to one on the white bird.

Pit!

Handle!

There went my pants!

Hangin' in there.

Get him out Rick, get him.

- Get ready!

Pit!

- Get him, red!

- Handle!

Randall watch that
rough handling.

Get ready!

Pit!

Handle, handle!

Come on red!

Come on white!

Get ready!

Pit!

Handle!

Get ready, one hand under
the bird only.

Pit!

Count, counts going on!

That's what I call a
dead game chicken, frank.

- One for Mr. Mansfield!

- I'm picking up ed, my
rooster's dead.

Hell they're both dead

but we're still entitled
to two more counts.

Get him ready.

- Okay I'm carrying out.

- Winner, Mr. Mansfield.

- That's close enough.

I don't want you to
touch me ever.

I should have watched
you in the ring long ago.

You are not the man I
fell in love with

now I know you never were.

I didn't watch those
poor chickens

fight and I watched your face.

No pity, no love, nothing.

I think that bird has
more of a heart

than you ever will have.

He sure as hell has
more of a voice.

Thank you.

This is your
substitute for a heart,

at least it will
serve to remind me

what a damn fool I have been.

- Hey frank, frank, did
you hear the announcement?

Senator foxhall just awarded
you cock fighter of the year,

come on let's hustle!

As your partner I'm entitled
to a little reflected glory.

- Maybe you can sleep
with your medal frank,

and eat it all at the same time.

Maybe it'll give you some
comfort in your old age.

- Everything alright
between you and her?

- She loves me Omar.

Come on, you go
collect the winnings

and I'll go get that medal.