All language subtitles for Lights Out s01e03 The Shot.eng

Previously on "Lights Out"...

Coffee, fellas?...

No. We need a word
with your brother.

What's going on?
I have no idea.

Mommy, why are they
taking daddy?

What happened?
You tell me. They're towing the car.

That's got to be a mistake.
I'll call Johnny.

You got expenses.
I get that.

This gym, it makes dad happy,
but it's a sinkhole.

I need your help with young blood
over here.

Three or four fights
he's got a shot at the title.

That's enough.
Damn it, I said that's enough!

Break it up!
Break it up!

You proud of yourself?

Your kid's reckless.

What does mom think?

What?

Pugilistic dementia.

What are you talking about?

You haven't told her yet?

I may know a guy
who can put this to bed.

You'll drop off a treat,
and none of this ever happened.

And then I get paid?

It's all gonna turn around.

We just got to stay
on our feet.

If you've just joined us,
we are live tonight

with former heavyweight champion
Patrick "Lights" Leary,

and the phone lines are open.

Now, Patrick, you're going to
personally autograph

each of these adorable
numbered bobblehead dolls?

That's right.
I will, Jackie.

And in addition
to the remaining 21

already signed
"Lights" Leary boxing gloves,

which are priced to go
at $49.99,

we have a very special offer

for the jewel
of the whole collection,

a must-have
for the serious boxing fan.

Want to tell the viewers
about it, Lights?

Uh...

Well...
These are the actual gloves

that I wore in my second fight
with "Death Row" Reynolds.

Lot of blood, sweat and tears
on these, believe me.

We're starting the initial
bidding at $2,000,

which is a steal.

So let's take a call.

Billy from Bay Ridge,
you're on with the champ.

Hey, champ.

How you doing, Billy?

I thought you got jobbed
last time.

You gonna fight Reynolds again,
knock him out this time?

Billy, I got nothing to prove.

Me and Reynolds both know
who won that fight.

And it wasn't him.

Oh, just a second.

I think someone has taken
this item off the table.

We've just received a bid
for these gloves...

...For $25,000!

Wow.

- They say from who?
- It's an anonymous bid.

So anybody gonna top that?

Why don't we go
to Florida for the weekend?

Godville.

All right.
Uh, dinner in the city?

I said no.

Why not, dad?

I don't want to make
a big deal about it.

But it is a big deal.

You're turning 40.
We have to do something special.

Maybe he doesn't want to think
about it, Daniella. Jesus.

Abby had her party
at Gymtastic.

We got to jump on the trampoline
and eat ice-cream cake.

That's where I want to have
my party.

You just had your birthday,
Veruca Salt.

Don't call me that.
Then don't be a brat.

I didn't know
you were this hard up.

Just time to move on...
Champ.

You should try it.

Yeah, I'd love to.

But you keep running
your mouth.

You shouldn't talk
if you ain't gonna fight.

That's what punks do.

You a punk, Lights?

Dad, you coming in?

Yeah.
Mr. Reynolds was just leaving.

Don't come to my house again.

Leary, you know we got to
finish this, right?

Sync by honeybunny
www.addic7ed.com

It's a damn good payday, dad.
And the gym needs it.

I don't even want to say how bad.

Well, you better say it.
What are we talking about here?

You want to keep
this place open?

Then we need fighters who earn.

This shot could save us.

How much time would I have?

Atlantic City, April 10th,
pay-per-view.

It's prime time, baby.

That's two weeks.
I know.

That's why we need you.

You're the best trainer
in the world.

You can get him ready,
no problem.

I haven't fought in five years,
Johnny.

Now you want to get me killed
for my 40th birthday?

Not everything's about you,
champ.

I was talking about Omar.

Omar?
Yeah.

Read a little.

Diego Diaz got cut
during training.

They need a replacement
to fight Monte Harris

for the Middleweight title.

That's a Barry K. Word fight.

Why would he give Omar a shot

when he's got six
of his own guys?

Barry and me did your fights
with Reynolds.

Made a ton of money.
You hated each other's guts.

Everybody hates Barry K.
He doesn't take it personal.

Besides, he owes me a favor.

What? You got him a hooker
in Vegas once?

You think he's gonna...
All right. All right.

Shut the hell up,
both of youse.

John, we got a problem.

Omar is a super middleweight.
He's eight pounds over.

So what? There's plenty of time
to make weight.

Come on, dad!

This is a title shot!

All right.

I'll work with him today
and see what I can do.

But don't say anything to him
until I have a chance to...

This is mine.
Everything I worked for.

It's my turn, baby.

I'm way ahead of you, Omar.

I already spoke to the network.
They signed off.

I'm over to talk
to Barry K. today.

It's a "dot the I's and cross
the T's" type situation.

Yeah, better be.

Cause if you don't get me this fight,

I'll just have to sign
with Barry Word myself.

Barry K. Word Enterprises.

I'm sorry.
Jada's not in.

Can I give you her voicemail?

One moment.

Forget the magazines.

They should have "War and Peace"
in this place.

You must deal with a lot of
agitated people out here, huh?

Yeah.
That's my job.

But these days I feel lucky
to have one.

Amen to that.

Aww.

Oh, that's my daughter.

I'm a single mom.

Don't know why I tell everyone
that right off the bat.

No, no.
I get it.

I'm divorced.
My son's about the same age.

Gets lonely.

Yes, it does.

If I hadn't have had you here
keeping me company,

these last three hours
would've been torture.

But would you mind seeing
what's going on for me?

I'd really appreciate it.

Sure.

Uh, I know you had
an appointment.

But Barry is stuck in Atlanta.

They told me he'd be back
this morning, but...

Barry's in Atlanta?

That would've been
good information

like two hours
and 59 minutes ago.

I'm really sorry,
Mr. Leary.

Call me Johnny, please.

Johnny.

I'm Tracy.

Do you know if they found
a replacement yet for Diaz?

Don't think so.

They're still scrambling.

Who isn't?

Your dad's tough.

I don't know what he wants.

He does play a lot
of charity events.

But, mommy.

Daddy says that golf is just an excuse
for fat guys to turn into athletes.

Oh, yeah, that's right.
I forgot.

Well, I don't know.

Maybe he'd like another
cooking class, huh?

No.
Or a trip?

How about a memory book?

A memory book?

Yeah, you know, it's like a...

It's a scrapbook with pictures
and mementos from his life.

People should write their favorite
memories about him, too.

It would be good for dad.

I'm not writing anything.
I already have enough homework.

What's your problem?

Didn't you hear what he said?

Dad doesn't want us
to do anything.

Am I the only one
that respects his wishes?

You just want to go to a show
with Brent that night.

Shut up.

You're not going out
on your dad's birthday, period.

Hey, Daniella,
I think it's a great idea.

Okay.
Call grandpa Robert, aunt Margaret.

They never throw anything away.
All right.

? Son of the mountains, iron will ?

? Armenian warrior, ready to kill ?

? left hook to the body,
you're wearin' him down ?

? bring it up to the head,
we'll be wearin' the crown ?

? from the Debed River
to the Bayonne streets ?

? from A.C. to Vegas without defeat ?

? like Varhan the Wolf and the Fedayi ?

? Omar Assarian, legendary ?

And the new middleweight
champion of the world...

Yeah, baby.

Can't peel your own bananas?

My nutritionist.

Potassium.

You're shitting me.

What was he yammering about?

Working on the song
for my ring walk.

"And the new..."
New...

I like the sound of that!

Bazooka here is the hottest
emcee in Armenia.

Bazooka?

Wow.

Dangerous guy.

That's right.

You can't take him in the ring
with you, you know.

You do that alone.

Not alone.

I got these.

Whoo!

Patrick.

Nasty! That's nasty!

What are you busting
my fighter's balls for?

The kid's worried about
the music for his ring walk.

His head's up his ass.

Best natural talent
we've ever had

besides your brother.

Come on.

Omar needs two tough fights,
minimum,

before he can deal with Harris.

That guy's a beast.
He wants his shot.

You heard him.
So what?

Omar might get there
in a few years,

but this is too fast,
and you know it.

Don't tell me what I know.

You put so much
into this kid, dad.

Even if Johnny
can get this fight,

you really want to blow Omar out
for some short money?

You think title fights grow on trees?
No.

That's why you got to be ready
for 'em.

Look, Patrick,

you don't want to fight,
that's your choice.

But Omar does.

And this kid is gonna win.

There he is.

Yo, my boy is back.

We good, Johnny?

Yeah, we're good.

I'm looking at the next middleweight
champion of the world.

That's my boy.

I told you.

Yeah, baby.

- Yeah!
- Whoo!

You break a dish,
you pay for it.

Wow!
Look at you, kiddo.

It's picture day at school.
Isn't she gorgeous?

She sure is.
So are you.

Who are you getting
all dolled up for?

I'm presenting my case
to the attendings this morning.

Oh.

Well, maybe we can celebrate
this afternoon.

Oh, baby, I have so much to do.

But you'll get something special
on your birthday, I promise.

Aw.

Fight tall, Omar.
Fight tall!

Come in behind the jab.

Tighten it, Omar.

You're dropping
your right again.

You got to concentrate.

Got a call
from physical therapy.

My dad didn't show up.
What's going on?

Old man's been on his feet
all morning.

No break.

Tighten it, Omar.

Can't touch me, pops.
See?

Hey, come on!

This kid's making
all the same mistakes.

Pick it up, Omar.
Pick it up. Come on!

I got a good chin, too.

Bravo, Omar.
Bravo.

I can't be hurt, pops.

Yeah? Well, he's just
a sparring partner.

Harris will take your head off.

Let me show you something.
All right. Jab.

There!

Dad.

Jab.

Keep your right up.

Jab.

Dad.

That's it.

Hey, dad.
What?!

Why don't you take a break,
sit down for a minute?

Come on.

Why don't you mind
your own damn business?

We are gonna work
until he listens.

And get those clowns out of my gym.

Right now.

Where the hell is Johnny?

I had an appointment with Barry
in Atlanta, but he never showed.

I had to fly here
on my own dime.

It's bullshit.

The man's garbage.

John's taken both barrels.
He knows.

Right, Johnny?

Mr. Leary, I'm sorry,

but Barry says he's gonna
have to reschedule you.

What?

Are you kidding me?
What's going on?

He's leaving out the back exit.
You can still catch him.

You're a sweetheart.

Now, it's important.
He thinks it's 10.

But it's 15.

15%. Don't let him try to do
anything else.

Barry! Hey, Barry, come on.

You sneaking out on me, brother?
What's going on?

Hey, look,
I got your Diaz replacement.

Omar Assarian,
the Armenian Avenger.

Not interested.
But I love that suit, sport.

Oh, thank you, bro...
Hey, come on, Barry.

Omar's undefeated.

He's a good-looking kid
with a crowd-pleasing style.

And he's got an amazing
human interest story, Barry.

You can introduce him
to the world.

And he's white.

Come on. You know that's good
for the gate.

Armenian ain't white.
Sure, it is.

They come from
the Caucus Mountains,

which is the root word
for "Caucasian."

Armenians get very testy when
you call them people of color.

The Caucus Mountains.
You're a classic, Johnny.

Look, Omar Assarian is a dancer
who can punch

but won't sell a single ticket.

Too much risk, no reward.
Ain't gonna happen.

Ever.

Hey, Barry...

But, listen, Johnny...

If you can get me a piece of ass
like that time in Vegas,

I'll get you ringside seats.

Barry, let me get you some tape
on this kid.

Okay, Barry?
You're gonna love this kid!

Hey, Lights.
You got a minute?

We found an iPod registered
to you on a murder victim.

What?

Javier Desouza.

He worked at a Portuguese bakery
in the Ironbound.

This the mock that broke into your car?

I don't know. It could be.
It was dark.

That's right.
It was dark.

A very dark night.

Okay, well,
if you remember anything,

you know,
don't hesitate to call.

All right.
Let's roll.

Mom, what's this?

Huh?

Oh, my God.

Your father sent me
this plane ticket

to a fight he had in Rome.

Did you go?

No.
No. I'd only just met him.

He was a fast mover, your dad.

How'd you meet?

Well, I was working

as a physician's assistant
in Buffalo,

and your dad came in after
a bout with a cut over his eye.

I was asked to stitch him up

'cause all the doctors
were working on the guy

your dad knocked out.

The thing I really liked
about him

was he was more concerned
about the other fighter

than he was about himself.

Well, he kind of asked me out
that night, but I...

Well, I knew he was
gonna get on a plane

and I'd never hear
from him again.

So when did you see him again?

He started sending me
first-class plane tickets

to his next few fights.

But I still didn't go,
'cause I really didn't know him.

And, you know, I was kind of shy
back then as well.

But he didn't quit.

And finally he sent me

a plane ticket to London,
and I gave in.

And you know what he did
when I arrived at the airport?

He had a limo pick me up
with 100 white roses in it.

Your dad always knew
how to charm a woman.

Oh, God.

He really turned my life around.

If it hadn't been for your
father, I would probably...

Oh, God. You are are not telling
the "how I met dad" story again, are you?

I've heard it like 101 times.

I haven't.

Mom, what's this
in grandpa Robert's box.

When was this?

Wow. It was the first big fight
daddy lost.

New York, against Curtis.

He was one fight away
from the championship.

Saw on YouTube.

Leave it out.

Yeah...
No, put it in.

He learned a lot
of important things that night.

How could you watch him take
all those punches?

Well, boxing is
what he loved to do

and I had to support him in it.

I'll try to support you,
too, you know?

Whatever you choose.

Even if it's something
that hurts me?

Yo, tell your pops
to get off my ass.

Better watch how he talks
to my boys, too.

They don't play that shit.

This is his gym,
and he'll talk however he wants.

Now, you should start
listening, Omar,

or you're gonna blow it.

All this cute shit...

Ain't gonna work
against Monte Harris.

Bet against me, man.

That would be funny.

Look, I've been
where you are...

knocking everybody out.

Nobody could tell me nothing.

But the first time I stepped up,
I almost got murdered.

Tank Curtis,
St. Paddy's Day 1999.

Took me five years
to work my way back,

make people believe
in me again.

Save your war stories, old man.

I got my own.

Here.

Sell that on QVC
after I'm champ.

Make yourself some real money.

I wasn't messing
with your fighter, dad.

Be my guest.
He's driving me crazy.

Listen, I didn't mean to be
such a hard-on today,

but it's just...
We got less than two weeks,

and I need every minute
with him.

And you are really wrong
about this fight, Patrick.

This kid is perfect for Harris
and his style.

I can see the whole thing
in my head.

He could win
if he would just listen.

I believe you, dad.

I get it.

But you got to take care
of yourself.

I'll rest when he wins.

Are you even taking your meds?

If he loses, we'd have to close.

Then I'll have plenty of time
to take care of myself.

Hi, Johnny.

When I got my mail and saw your
child-support check hadn't arrived,

I decided to buy a gun
and shoot your balls off.

I'm coming to your office
right now

to shoot off
your goddamn balls.

Not that it'll make
a difference.

You always were a lying,
ball-less sack of shit.

Call me.

Can you believe that?

She kisses my kid
with that mouth.

You know what's going on
with your fighter, Johnny?

He's doing blow.

It's not blow.
It's meth.

Meth?

Yeah. That's how
the MMA guys do it.

Kid's got to lose 8 pounds
in two weeks to make weight.

Plus he can train all night.

Okay, genius.

Then how is he gonna pass
the drug test?

You don't want to know.

Brennan's brother
is the commission doctor.

Look, Johnny, we can't
mess with Brennan anymore.

That baker who broke
into my car...

He ended up dead.

Yeah, I saw that in the paper.

Random act, brother.

Random act.

Does dad know about the meth?

Of course dad doesn't know.

And you're not gonna tell him.

Used to have integrity
in this gym.

I don't want any part of this.

Integrity.
Are you kidding me?

This is boxing.

And seriously,
who are you to judge?

You just broke some guy's arm
for a payday.

We're gonna do whatever
we have to do, all right?

Lie, cheat, steal...
I don't give a shit.

We just have to survive now.

Hello.

But I got a nice meal going.

Okay. Goodbye.

Dinner's almost ready!

Come down and set the table!

Oh, wow. Are these the ones
from aunt Margaret?

Yeah.

Oh, my God.
Look at mom's hair.

She was such a fox.
I know.

Keep that.
Definitely.

Hey, is this you, Ava?

Oh, yeah.

That was my first
birthday party.

Look how happy I was
before you came long.

Oh, shut up.
It's true.

Hello?

I said come down
and set the table!

Ow!
Look at dad.

He looks amazing.

Hey, guys,
you deaf or something?

One minute!

Open the door.

Right now.

What the hell's going on
in here?

Nothing, dad. I swear.
Then tell me.

We're just doing our homework.

No big mistery.

Well, if you're just doing your homework,
then why didn't you answer me?

I called you three times.
We're going. Chill out.

Don't tell me
to chill out, Ava.

Stop yelling at me.
I'm not yelling.

All right.
Screw you.

What did you say?

Screw you!
Hey!

Ava!

Just get off my ass!

I'm your father!
You don't talk to me like that!

Ava!

Dad.

Daddy.

Shh, shh. Shh.

That was incredible.

Look, I hope you don't
think that I, uh...

I don't do this kind of thing
either, Tracy, believe me.

Guess we needed it, huh?

The Pierre Hotel.

What?

That's where Barry
always stays.

That's what you wanted
to know, right?

You think that's why I'm here?
It's okay.

You don't have to say anything,
Johnny.

You just get the fight

and then we'll go out
for a nice dinner, okay?

Hey, we're gonna go out
to dinner no matter what.

Is Barry registered
under his own name?

Mr. Sanford.

Mr. Fred Sanford.

Your dinner, Mr. Sanford.

Jesus, you're like a roach, Johnny.

I'll give you an immediate
rematch clause.

Your boy loses, he's back
in the ring with Omar

within six months,
fighting for the title.

I'll give you options on Omar's
next three fights, too.

A piece of his future.

You make an investment,
you deserve to watch it grow.

And, of course, I'll let
Barry Jr. co-manage with me.

I won't fight you on it
this time.

Barry, listen,
no matter what happens...

You can't lose.

Well, now, that's a given,
little John.

Look, I appreciate
all the pageantry,

but I'm gonna go with
Angel Martinez.

He's gonna bring

all those Puerto Rican fans
with him to A.C.,

and he can't hurt my guy
with a two-by-four.

Martinez?
Are you kidding me?

You sign the contracts already?

Tomorrow morning.

Now, come on, Johnny.
Give me a break.

Let me eat my dinner.

Barry, I...

I got to have this fight.

What do you want me to do?
You want me to beg, huh?

I'll beg you, Barry.

What can we do here?
Come on.

Just name it.
Anything.

Well, now, Johnny...

There's only one thing you got
that I'm interested in.

Whew!

Ava called me at the hospital.

Sounds like you had
quite a night.

Sorry.

You're working hard.

You don't need this crap.

What's going on?

Me and Ava are butting heads
all the time.

Nobody's listening to me.

They're planning something
for your birthday.

That's why they were hiding
in their bedroom.

Sorry I lost it.

What's really going on,
Patrick?

It's been slow at the gym.

And Johnny and my dad...

There's a title shot.

And they're pushing this kid
too fast.

Taking all kinds of shortcuts.

Is it all set?

A loss will break this kid.

I can tell.

Look, you've been through this.

Now, you can help him
in a way no one else can.

I tried.
You want him to win, Patrick?

Well, then try harder.

A new champ at the gym
is good for everybody,

and it takes a lot of pressure
off you.

Let someone else
take the punches.

Yo, after I win the title,

I don't know
what I want first...

a cheeseburger
or a piece of ass.

I know what you want.

Yeah, kid.
Cheeseburger. Yeah, fat-ass.

Omar.

I want to show you something.

Come with me.

What do you want to
show me?

It's a surprise.

Come on.

They stay.

What is this, man?

What the hell you doing?

Yo, turn the light on.

I'm serious.
Let me out of here.

I want you to see
what you really have.

That car you're driving?
Leased.

Not yours.

The house you live in...
rented.

Won't be there anymore.

Credit card?
Definitely not yours.

The weight you lost
from the meth...

a lie.

You didn't earn it.

Those friends
you care so much about?

You lose, and they're gone.

Believe me.

Even the fights you won...
not real.

You've been protected.

They don't mean anything.

All you have
is what's in this room.

This is what you take
into the ring.

This fight is gonna strip you down.

Take you places
you've never been.

You can't be afraid
of the dark, Omar.

You have to be ready for it.

I can help you.

When you get hurt
in this fight...

And you will get hurt...

You can't smile
or fire back right away

to prove you're okay.

No macho shit, or you'll wind up
in the locker room

wondering what the hell
happened.

You get your bell rung,
wrap him up.

Walk him to kill time.

Walk him into the ropes.

Make the ref break you.

Don't worry if the crowd boos
or the ref warns you.

You got to survive first.

Come on, old man.
I ain't got all day.

Old man?
Yeah.

I'll kick your ass.

Come on.

You know,
experience can't be taught.

It's something
you have to learn.

And this fight is gonna be
a master class.

So you better be ready.

Just nice and easy, right?

Right.
Okay?

And jab.

Weave.

Slip.

That's right. Give him angles.
Never straight on.

That's it.
Move. Circle to your right.

Move away from his power.

Fight tall.
Fight tall!

Jab! Jab!

Jab!

Bob, weave...

Then bring that left up
from the floor.

Never take your eye
off your opponent.

The punch you don't see coming

is the one that's gonna
knock your ass out.

Hear ye, hear ye.

We've got
Monte "the Hurricane" Harris.

And the Armenian Avenger,

the king of the
Caucus Mountains...

...Omar Assarian.

Undefeated champion.

Undefeated challenger.

Somebody's "o" must go.

Here we go.

Oh, it's on now.
Oh, it's on.

Oh, look at 'em, look at 'em.

Look at that hate.

So you're enjoying it?

What do you mean?

Training him.

My dad's the trainer.
I just helped out.

Yeah, but do you think it's
something you might want to do?

I don't know.

We'll see how Omar does.

You gonna be in his corner?

No.
Of course not.

It's my birthday.

You guys have
something planned.

Oh, we can do it next weekend.

You put a lot into it.

I did what I could for Omar.

It's been rocky with the girls.

I want to be with them.

Okay, but I won't be mad
if you change your mind.

You'll still get
your special surprise, honey.

On your birthday.

Now, listen... I want you
in Harris' dressing room

when they wrap his hands.

We don't want no loaded gloves.

You're gonna have to send Tito.

I'm sorry, dad.
I'm staying here.

The girls have something
planned for me.

What are you talking about?

It's my birthday.

Again?

They're starting to add up.

Omar knows.
He's cool with it.

Listen, I want to thank you
for all... all your help.

I mean, this kid has come
a long way.

Maybe we'll bring you back
a belt for a gift.

There he is.

You ready?

Mind if my boys
come to the fight?

You got to have Bazooka
for your ring walk.

"And the new..."

That shit's got a ring to it.

Represent.

You know it.

Where's Johnny?

He's gonna meet us
in A.C.

Kick ass.

All right, buddy.

Hang tight.
I'll be right back, okay?

Okay, dad.

? When the night comes ?

? no more trials ?

Jab, jab, jab.

? No tears ?

? when the night comes ?

I'd like to make
a toast to the birthday boy.

Patrick...

I want to thank you

for all the sacrifices
you've made for our family

and for me.

I know it hasn't always
been easy...

Why would you say that?

Come on, mom.

...But I will never forget your support.

You'll always be my champion.

All right.
Oh, my God.

Okay. Right.
Toast, huh?

Cheers!

Happy birthday, dad.
Happy birthday. Happy birthday.

Now, you listen to me, Omar.

We know Monte Harris,
but he don't know us.

And we got a big surprise
for that bastard, now, don't we?

You move away from his power,
stick the jab in his face,

and don't drop your right,

and you are gonna win
this fight.

Do you believe me?

I believe you, pops.

You made the sacrifices,
and you've earned this.

And we are gonna remember
this night forever.

All right?

Five minutes, boys.

Hey.

? When the night comes ?

You were born for this.

You're gonna love it.

Oh, my God.

? Don't be afraid ?

? you're only dreaming ?

Yeah, baby! Whoo!

? When the night comes ?

The king...
of the Caucus Mountains.

All the Caucasians here
tonight.

? The headlines read ?

? Whatever is ?

? in your dreams ?

? when the night comes ?

? When the night comes ?

- Is that you?
- Oh! Is that Uncle Johnny?

Yeah. He was so cute.

You kept the ticket.

Of course.

? By the one you love ?

"Fishing with my boy."

How'd you get him
to write something?

We had Katie ask.

? Things you do ?

The night I won the title.

? When the night comes ?

Armenia!

? Sons of the mountains, iron will ?

? Armenian warrior, ready to kill ?

? left hook to the body,
you're wearin' him down ?

? bring it up to the head,
we'll be wearin' the crown ?

? from the Debed River
to the Bayonne streets ?

? from A.C. to Vegas without defeat ?

? like Varhan the Wolf and the Fedayi ?

? Omar Assarian, legendary ?

And the new middleweight
champion of the world...

? Yeah, yeah ?

? what I said ?

Here you go, daddy.

Make a wish, daddy.

Boxing fans, it's time...

To put up or shut up!

Nearing the end of round 10.

No one thought Omar Assarian
would still be here.

Omar jabs.

Circling away
from Monte's power.

He's fighting

a very disciplined fight.

Omar's trainer,
Robert Leary, has to be pleased

with his young fighter's
performance tonight, Steve.

This could be
his first champion

since Patrick "Lights" Leary
took the heavyweight title.

Monte might not
have been prepared

for this kind of battle.

All right!

The champ looks worn out.

Harris is hurt!

The champ is hurt!

The kid from Bayonne,
New Jersey, by way of Armenia

is doing his people proud,
Steve.

Omar! Omar! Omar!

Focus, Omar!
Focus!

Cut that shit out, Omar!

Stay focused!

Omar's going in
for the finish.

Whoa!

I don't believe it!

Harris hit him

with a huge left!

Out of nowhere!

And Omar Assarian
is down!

...7, 8, 9,

10!

This fight is over!

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