All language subtitles for Remington Steele s02e09 xx.eng

[ Honks ]

- Something wrong, Mildred?
- What's everybody staring at?

- Give me my baby!
- I say he's mine.

If you don't bring
that child to me...

I'll personally
cut your heart out.

- He's a fighter?
- The Kilkenny Kid, the Pride of the Pampas.

What round is Flynn
gonna take the Hammer?

- Have you ever cornered a fight, Miss Holt?
- Hundreds of times.

Floor the bum!

[ Honking ]

[ Operatic Overture ]

- [ Continues ]
- [ Chattering ]

[ Ends ]

Hey!

I like that music!

[ Chattering Stops ]

[ Continues ]

Thank God!

Feelin' strong, Barney.
Strong!

Strong don't mean nothing
without defense, kid.

You've never met a fighter like Flynn.
He's crafty and experienced.

One mistake, and it's " Good night, Irene.''
You've gotta be ready.

I am ready. This is my fight.
This is my time!

Face it, Barney. You just can't admit
that things are looking good.

Kid, things ain't been lookin' good since
Kennedy was president.

Holy!

It's Max.

It was Max.

[ Thumping ]

Gee!

Dear God!

I don't believe it.

I'm afraid it's
a fact oflife, sir.

A woman and her makeup
cannot be rushed.

The woman's never been late
for a client in her life...

but ask her out to dinner
and she changes time zones!

- Got a hot date tonight, huh, boss?
- Nothing of the kind.

Purely a professional
evening, Mildred.

Good for employee morale. Keep the troops
motivated and everything like that.

Your time's coming
up soon, Mildred.

- [ Mouths Word ]
- [ Phone Rings ]

Remington Steele
Investigations.

Oh, I'm sorry, you must
have the wrong number.

No, sir, there's
no Kilkenny Kid here.

- Sir, I-
- Mildred, give it to me. Give it to me.

Thank you.
Thank you.

Yes, Steele here.

Barney?

What are you doing here?

I see.

Where?

Mobilia's Gym. Okay.
Right. I'll be there.

Here I am.
A vision in rose.

- Ah, Laura, yes.
- Yes.

Yes, wonderful. I think just a touch more
mascara should do it.

Take your time, and I shall see you
at the restaurant, okay?

Cheers.
See you then. Bye.

Still working your fighters
too hard, eh, Kiernan?

Your man there
looks half dead.

A long time, kid.

- Whoa, take it easy.
- I thought you said he was a friend.

He is. He is. But he has
a funny way of showing it.

Still not getting all your
weight behind your punches, kid.

- He's a fighter?
- The Kilkenny Kid, the Pride of the Pampas.

- That last bit was my touch.
- Ancient history, Barney.

But then what's 1 2 years of nothing
between friends, eh?

I'm a busy man, and your call said there
was a problem of life and death...

so let's have it, eh?

It's simple, Barney. You pick up
the phone and call the police.

[ Barney ]
It ain't that simple, kid.

Why, Mr. Steele,
what an unexpected pleasure!

Ah, Laura!

Oh, you remembered!

Hello, I'm Laura Holt,
Mr. Steele's associate.

Just here to help out
in any way I can.

- Barney Kiernan.
- Barney Kiernan.

- Hello. And you're-
- Herschel Sinclair...

but most people
just call me Hammer.

- How are you?
- This really isn't a place for a young lady.

I've been in locker rooms before,
and I'm quite happy here. Thank you.

He looks a little
out of it.

- Well, Laura-
- No, no, no, no. Don't let me interrupt.

What seems to be
the trouble here?

I don't want to alarm you, gentlemen,
but this man is dead.

- She's good, kid.
- Very.

- Who is he?
- Friend of mine named Max Thursday.

- Oh, I see.
- We went through the subterfuge of putting him in that getup...

so nobody would know it was Max
and that he was dead.

- Why?
- Somebody drilled Max in the ribs.

But before he expired he came here,
and he put a package in Hammer's locker.

We- that is the Hammer-
didn't think it was...

in the best interest of the package
to call the police.

I don't quite follow you-

- [ Coos ]
- Oh, for goodness' sakes!

Okay.

The Hanged Man.

Your life is in suspension.

Someone holds you by a string.

Torrance.

The Empress.

A symbol of motherhood.

Something... in a woman's power
is exerting a great influence.

You must answer to the Empress.

Leave the cards.
Thank you very much.

We found his car, abandoned,
near the warehouse district.

Blood all over the seat.
Johnny must've hit him after all.

But the rain
washed away his trail.

I want everyone in the street.

I don't care whose hands
get caught in car doors.

I want that baby.

Do you understand?

No police!
This child's in trouble.

Max died bringing him to me,
and I'm not gonna turn him over to no police!

Come on, kid. Help us find out
who this little papoose is...

- and what this is all about.
- You know...

the police would only
hand him over to the hospital.

- Yeah.
- Hello.

There'd be publicity. If someone
did wanna harm the little baby-

You're right, Miss Holt.
We've got a great responsibility here.

- It's in my charts!
- Your what?

- Oh, God help us.
- My astrological charts.

- Oh.
- Oh, yeah.

- You'll give him right back?
- Yes.

- My sister does them for me each month.
- Oh, yeah.

You see? Virgo rising,
the House of Saturn.

All right, it says here for this week
that personal success...

is linked to
great responsibility.

- Uh-huh.
- It all fits. Personal success- my fight in two days-

is linked to
great responsibility.

That's the baby.
It's gotta be!

So, I'm not lettin'
this kid out of my sight...

until we find out who
his mama and his papa is.

'Cause I don't mess
with the stars.

A million fighters in this world
and I'm stuck with Galileo.

- Where is he?
- Upstairs.

Barney...

you didn't by any chance invite anyone else
to your little soiree, did you?

- Not me, kid.
- Have a look.

[ Baby Crying ]

I know you're wet.
We're all wet.

If you'll just let me change you,
maybe we'll all feel better.

- Ha! Oh!
- You're supposed to change him, Laura...

not gift-wrap him.

You could make yourself useful and get
the formula. Maybe that will work.

Well, it hasn't the last three times,
but whatever Mother wants, eh?

I don't need sarcasm now,
not after last night.

Night?
Was there a night?

All I can seem to recall is wandering
around in endless circles...

to the ceaseless accompaniment
of infantile screaming.

Be careful about the bottle.
I didn't tighten the top.

- Thank you.
- [ Crying Continues ]

You know,you really
can't blame him.

How would you like to
wake up in a gym locker...

and then spend the night
with total strangers?

Actually, I've done it.

It wasn't bad.

We don't even know his name.

Try Caruso.

If this is what
parenthood is all about...

I can see why it's
an imperiled institution.

Ah, there you go.

Oh, well done,
Laura. Well done.

If we can just keep him quiet for
half an hour, maybe 1 5 minutes or so-

- [ Door Buzzes ]
- [ Crying ] - [ Alarm Clock Ringing ]

Everybody up!
Gotta hit the road!

Couldn't you hitch
yourself to a dog?

- You can muzzle a dog.
- 'Cause the charts don't say dog.

They say baby.
Now, come on.

I'm sorry I'm late.
I- I-

- Mr. Steele?
- Ah. Auntie Mildred.

Do come in.

Come here.

[ Coos, Stops Crying ]

Something wrong, Mildred?

What's everybody
staring at?

Come on.
We got work to do.

[ Operatic Overture ]

Miss Holt, you really think
it's such a good idea to bring the baby along?

You want to tell Hammer
he can't have his way?

Particularly since he's
the only one with a knack...

for keeping
the little bugger quiet.

Tell us about the dead man, Barney.
He's the only lead we have.

Could he have been into kidnapping
or black market babies?

Max?
Not a chance.

He's a mousy little guy.
A two-bit bookie, scared of his own shadow.

Did he have friends, relatives,
anything we could go on?

Well, the Hammer's the closest
thing to a friend he had.

He only let Max hang around the gym
because he felt sorry for him.

What about those men
at the gym last night?

- Any idea who they were?
- Haven't a clue.

A man is shot. Still, he manages to live
long enough to put a baby in a locker.

Someone must want that baby
badly enough to kill for him. Why?

Just two more miles, kid!

[ Continues ]

He's got a lot of energy.

- Who's he fighting tomorrow?
- Billy Flynn.

Blazing Billy Flynn?

He's ranked number two
heavyweight, isn't he?

Yeah, but he's outta shape.
He walked through his last two fights.

He barely won them on points.
Besides, I like the underdog.

That's why
I trained you, kid.

You taught Mr. Steele
how to fight?

That's right, Miss.
I created the Kilkenny Kid, the-

- It was a lifetime ago, Laura.
- Oh, in Ireland?

- In South America.
- South America.

- It's a long story.
- No, it's a short story...

- and it's just come to an end.
- [ Volume Increases ]

[ Fades ]

Judging by his apartment, Max was about
as colorful as a rainy day in Baltimore.

The name downstairs
says Max Thursday.

- Max, I know. You, I don't.
- Oh.

Shame he didn't
introduce us sooner.

Best bookie in town, eh?

You here alone, pal?

That's right. And since you're familiar
with the door, I suggest that you, uh-

Then, uh,
this must be yours.

You know-
[ Chuckles ]

No, it's mine.

And you can tell my husband he can send
all the detectives he likes.

Herman and I
don't care anymore.

[ Laughs ]
You don't say?

Well, that's all
very brave talk.

In a city full of hotel rooms,
you two come to this dump to have a good time.

- That what you're telling me?
- She's telling you to take-

I'm not
asking you, sport.

I'm listening, honey.

You don't
seem to understand.

I'm the bad guy.

I work for
a very powerful man.

Now, if I don't find something for him,
he's gonna be very upset.

You know anything
about it, pal?

- Mm-mmm.
- I can't hear you.

He said no!

I hope not.

Mr. Barber doesn't like for me
to ask people a second time.

It's Torrance,
Mr. Barber.

- Barber.
- Hello,Joseph. How are you?

Fine, Anthony.
Fine.

Hey, I understand you're
having some personal problems.

- Anything I can do to help?
- I can take care of things.

That's good.

I wouldn't want anything
to interfere with business.

- I said-
- I heard ya!

I'm a little
concerned,Joseph.

Ever since your son's
accident, you know...

some people say you've
gone a little batty...

taken to fortune-tellers
or something.

- Fools will say anything.
- Yeah, maybe.

But a lot of people have invested a lot
of money in your casino operation,Joseph.

They have not
seen dime one.

You know I'm taking
a lot of heat.

You tell me,
"Wait till tomorrow night!''

I say, " Fine!'' But that's it!
This is business,Joseph!

Some people say I shouldn't have
let the problem go this long.

Some people
have short memories.

I've always come through,
and it's no different this time.

You'll get your money.

You better have
something good for me.

No one at the gym
seems to have seen anything.

We're still
asking around though.

Went over to
Thursday's place though.

Ran into a couple there
a little too clever for themselves.

Take a look at this.

[ Groaning ]

Well, we'll have to cancel
all photo calls for today.

Oh, that's it!
Laugh it up. Yes.

We're almost killed by
Attila the Thug- Ouch!

The baby we're protecting is wanted by
Joseph Barber, the biggest gangster in L.A....

and all you can do is make jokes
about my profile.

- Ooh!
- What do you expect me to do, sulk?

The baby needs us. Feeling sorry
for yourself isn't helping a thing.

-Just what do you mean by that?
- You and Barney and South America...

and whatever
that's all about.

Why don't you concentrate on your present
and forget your damn past?

I'm sorry. That was out of line.
The truth is...

- I'm just scared.
- Okay. Okay.

Then it's unanimous.

- Ooh!
- I'm sorry. I'll get some ice.

Actually, Laura, I don't really
want to cool off just now.

Mr. Barber
wants to see you.

Ah, the kind of pungent dialogue found
only in the better comic books.

All right, gentlemen,
easy on the cloth.

What about comic book-

- Hello?
- [ Ringing ]

Remington Steele
Investigations.

Yes, Mildred.
Is everything all right?

It's fine. Except Hammer
keeps dropping his right.

- [ Coughs ]
- And the baby has a little cough.

But I'm gonna call my sister Eunice in Seattle,
and I'll get Mother's remedy.

Oh! Can you pick up some
extra formula on your way over?

Yeah, yeah.
I think I have enough cash.

I'll see you soon.

Oh, no!
Oh, no. Oh, no.

- [ Line Busy ]
- Oh, sister Eunice. They'll talk forever.

[ Barney ]Jab.!Jab.! Come on.
Throw that right.!

- [ Chattering ]
- Keep it up there. Keep the right up.

Bob and weave in there.
Come on. Throw it.!

Come on. Use that left!
That's it.

All right, take it again.
Throw that right real-

Oh, good.
Did you bring the formula?

- [ Mildred Screams ]
- Hammer, don't!

Give me my baby!

- Your baby?
- That's right.

Tell her to give him to me.

- Oh! Shhh!
- Come here, Mildred.

Oh, sweet baby.

Give him to me.

Oh, shhh. Okay.

All right.

You say he's your baby.

I say he's mine.

Now, what are you going
to do about it, shoot me?

You might hit the baby.
Or I might drop him.

And then you'd have to shoot all of us
because they won't give you my baby either.

He's not your baby!
He's mine!

You're never going to
prove it with that gun!

[ Gun Falls ]

I just want my baby.

Okay.

Here's your baby.

What made you
do a thing like that?

Old story about
a fella named Solomon.

You can go, Moody. I know you have
some errands you want to run.

Know anything about gardening,
Mr. Steele?

- Not much.
- Teaches a man patience.

- [ Phone Ringing ]
- The importance of grooming things.

I've been building something
in this town for a long time-

a foundation for my family.

But my dear wife,
may her soul rest in peace...

gave me only
one child, a boy.

Phone call.

- I said no calls now!
- But it's Billy Flynn. He said-

I said no calls.!

My son was, uh, killed
three months ago, Mr. Steele.

Somebody put a bomb
in his car.

Yes. The papers said
it was intended for you.

I've taken care of
the one responsible.

I don't think it'll
ever be in the papers.

But I'm an old man now...

and I have only one living heir,
a three-month-old baby.

And someone has
taken him away from me.

Someone has stolen
my grandson.

- Your grandson?
- Yes.

And I think you know
how to find him.

So let me tell you this.

If you don't bring
that child to me...

I'll personally
cut your heart out...

and no one will ever know-

not the police,
not the papers.

Not anything
of what's left.

I was pregnant by the time
I realized my father-in-law...

wasn't a kindly old man
in the trucking business.

But my husband assured me
it was gonna be all right.

He was gonna break
with the family.

Two weeks later he was dead.

I'm sorry, Gina.

After that, I decided I didn't want
littleJoey growing up with those people.

I tried to leave. My father-in-law
said I could go, but without the baby.

He said it was his now-
his family, his blood.

So he kept you both prisoner,
and you had to find a way out.

Is that where Max came in?

Max. He ran errands
for my husband.

He liked me,
and he loved littleJoey.

I know everyone thought Max
was just a crummy hustler...

but he said he'd do anything for us,
and he meant it.

The night we tried
to get away-

I don't know. They must have been
waiting 'cause it all went wrong.

Before I could stop him,
Max took littleJoey and ran.

I tried to follow, but by the time
I got to the gym...

Moody and the rest
were there.

And I didn't know
where littleJoey was.

That's when I saw
you all leaving.

Well...

I can certainly understand
why you brought a gun here.

Hey, we've got company.

They're not gonna
get my son.

Gina, don't!

- [ Tires Squeal ]
- [ Whistles ]

- [Joey Crying ]
- I just don't understand how you could let her go. That's all!

She pushed the baby at me.
She grabbed the blankets and ran.

- I couldn't stop her.
- Shhh!

I'll never get that baby to sleep
with you two carrying on like this.

I'm sorry, Mildred.
I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

And where did you
disappear to this time?

Paying an involuntary call
toJoseph Barber.

He made some graphic predictions
about my anatomy...

- if I fail to return his grandson.
- [ Phone Ringing ]

Yes. Steele here.

No more games like
this afternoon, Mr. Steele.

The baby could get hurt,
and nobody wants that, do they?

I've got Gina,
and I'll wager her life...

means more to you
than it does to me.

Let me tell you something.
I propose a trade.

-Just wait a minute-
- I want an answer tomorrow at 1 2:00.

That was Mr. Barber.
He wants to trade Gina for the baby.

If we don't agree,
he's gonna kill her.

I mean, even if we could get Gina back
somehow without giving up the baby...

there's nowhere on Earth
that Barber won't find them.

Then we have to find
a way to stop Barber.

The police have been trying to put him on ice
for 20 years. You see how successful they've been.

And what about the Kilkenny Kid,
Pride of the Pampas?

Did he ever find himself
up against a stronger opponent?

- Constantly.
- And?

- He ran like hell.
- I'm serious.

All right. If we can't
take them on strength...

then we look for their weaknesses,
unprotected areas.

Wait for a chance to score,
then back off. But Barber-

Just another fighter.
He has weaknesses too.

Gina said something about his being over
his head in debt to a man named Torrance.

- Could that be something?
- Yes. I heard the name.

Operates out of the East Coast.
Very heavy in Barber's circle of friends.

Apparently, Torrance is tired
of carrying Barber's debt.

Gina said the word was Barber had found
a way to clear all his markers in one night.

- Phone call.
- [ Barber ] I said no calls now.!

It's Billy Flynn.
He said-

Wait a minute.
He said Billy Flynn was on the phone.

Now, Flynn fights the Hammer
tomorrow night. That's it.

- That's what?
- The way to clear the markers. The soft spot. Grab your coat.

Grab my coat.

Okay, enough already, kid.
Let's not overdo it.

Five more minutes, Barney.
Five more!

What are you doing here?

You neglected to tell us
that Blazing Billy Flynn...

is controlled by none other
than Joseph Barber.

A lot of fighters fight for Barber.
So what?

So I've been
wondering how Hammer...

a fighter with only
1 6 bouts under his belt...

could come up against
the number two heavyweight.

Well, the Hammer's earned it.
I mean, those bouts of his-

Tank-town matches, Barney!
We checked.

No class. I could
take half those guys!

Come on, Barney. You're the one
that taught me how filthy this game can be.

Circulate rumors about
a good man gone bad.

Overpraise a newcomer as
the next great hope...

and bingo-
the odds tip to youth.

Bet heavy
on a designated round.

Unleash the lions against the lambs,
and it's a slaughter.

- Easy money.
- I don't know what he's talking about, Miss Holt.

Oh, Barney, Barney.
This isn't some street corner in Rio.

Now, tell me...

what round is Flynn
gonna take the Hammer?

- Come on, kid-
- What round, Barney?

The sixth.
All right?

When were you planning
to tell Hammer about this?

[ Hammer ]
Yeah. When, Barney?

Hey, kid-

- Get out, Barney.
- Now, listen, kid.

You were beggin' me
for a good fight.

Well, you got a good fight. This whole thing
is blown out of proportion here.

- Now, listen, kid-
- I said get out!

[ Operatic Overture ]

[ No Audible Dialogue ]

[ Buzzing ]

- [ No Audible Dialogue ]
- [ Continues ]

[ Continues ]

[ Ends ]

Nice job, Herschel!

You're a sly one,
Miss Holt, you are.

If you hadn't have pushed me, I don't think
I'd have the fire to get into the ring.

You really think we got
a shot at pulling this off?

You read the stars.
We can't miss.

Mr. Torrance?
Anthony Torrance?

Yeah, who's this?
How'd you get this number?

Let's just say I know people
in the right places.

Mr. Torrance, there's something
you should know aboutJoseph Barber.

I don't know anyone
by that name.

You're never going to see your money.
The fix is off.

Mr. Barber is no longer
in control of the situation.

If I were you, I'd get yourself
down to the ringside tonight.

- Unless you're willing to see him
get out of the country. - I-Who is this?

- [ Door Opens ]
- [ Coos ]

It's all right, Mildred.
Go back to sleep.

Hey. Hello.

So you're the next
Little Caesar, eh?

- You don't much look the part, do you?
- [ Phone Ringing ]

Sit.
I'll get it.

[ Sighs ]

Steele here.

1 2:00, Mr. Steele.

All right, Barber.
It's your game now.

You've got a deal.
Gina for the baby.

- What say we make the switch
at the fight tonight? - At the fight?

I want a place with, uh, plenty of people
around me for protection.

Say, the second round
during the main event?

That'll be fine,
Mr. Steele.

So, we watch the fight,
and then-

We kill him.

Here you go.
I'll take him.

Hello, darling. There we go.
Come on now, mate.

It's not that bad, is it? Eh?

It's not that bad.

Yes. Yes, yes.

Oh, yes. I know.
It's tough, isn't it?

Yes, I've been there
many times myself.

Many times.
Always on the run.

- [ Fussing ]
- Bounced around from place to place.

Oh, yes.

But you soon learn fast enough what
you're made of, don't you, darling?

Shhh. I know you do.
I know you do.

You know what the trick
to the whole thing is,Joey?

It's not how many times
life knocks you down.

It's how many times
you pick yourself back up.

Isn't it,Joey?
Did you know that?

I think the Hammer's
ready to go for it, but-

- [Joey Coos ]
- Yes.

A nd Hennessee Tennessee
tootles the flute

A nd the music
is ever so grand

It is the pride of dear old Ireland
is MacNamara's Band

D-D-D-Da

B-Ba, b-bum
Da da da dum

My name is MacNamara
I'm the leader of the band

A lthough we're few in numbers
We're the finest in the land

Ba ba ba bum
Ba-bum, ba-bum

Ba ba ba bum

[ Crowd Catcalling, Whistling ]

[ Crowd Catcalling, Whistling ]

Shouldn't Mr. Steele
be here by now?

He'll be right along. He just said he'd
forgotten something that we might need.

- Right here?
- Yeah. Yeah, right there.

Oh, what am I doing?

Evening, sport.

You're a bit
premature, sport.

Our deal was
after the second round.

That's right.

I just want to make sure you weren't
planning any surprises.

Now, I think we can all take
a leisurely drive over to the arena.

Why not?

- [ Bell Dings ]
- Ladies and gentlemen...

this is the main event
of the evening.

Ten rounds ofboxing.

And presenting
the big boys ofboxing-

heavyweights!

- Introducing Herschel "The Hammer''Sinclair.!
- Billy Boy!

And his opponent,
Blazin'Billy Flynn.!

[ Announcer Continues ]
Giving instructions- Don Clemington.

Remember, the man
scoring a knockdown...

will go to the furthest
neutral corner...

and remain there until I signal him
to resume fighting.

Shake hands, and let's
have a good fight.

First, no Barney.
Now, no Mr. Steele.

Have you ever cornered
a fight, Miss Holt?

Hundreds of times.

But you can do it, Herschel. You just
look for weaknesses, unprotected areas.

And wait for
a chance to score-

then back off.

Come on! Come on!

Let her rip!
Get him!

Get him! Go! Go!

Amazing first-round action-

Sinclair was staggered
by that hook from Flynn.

He's backing into a corner now
and covering up, and Flynn is all over him!

[ Laura ]
Come on! Come on!

Get him.! Get him.!
Knock him out.!

- [ Bell Rings ]
- And there's the bell.

That's the end of the first round,
and it was all Flynn's. Amazing!

- All right.
- Mr. Steele was right. I'm not in this guy's league!

Of course you are. You just have to
go back in there and hit him.

You look for weaknesses,
unprotected areas.

- Wait for a chance to score-
- And then back off.

Th-Thanks, Miss Holt.

I just gotta stay
on my feet for six rounds...

and then Barber loses
the bet, right?

It's a piece of cake.
It's a piece of cake.

Ooh, that body blow
really hurt Sinclair.

Oh, thatjab landed, and there appears
to be a cut over the left eye of Sinclair.

He'll never make it past the sixth
without my help.

You didn't want him
to before, why care now?

- Because I need this fight as much as the Hammer.
- Forget it!

I came across a wild young brawler
in a street fight in Brazil.

He was tall and thin.
He didn't look like a fighter.

But he had a dog in him
thatjust wouldn't lie down.

So I trained him. And we went from
village to village, challenging all comers.

The local bullies used to take one look
and throw in their life savings.

But they didn't know
the kid could box.

And every one of them
fell facedown into the dust.

Well, we managed to stay one step
ahead of our reputation.

Well, as soon as
we made some money...

I promised the kid I'd take him
to the States and hit the big time.

I was supposed to
meet him in a corner in Rio.

Well, I never showed.

I'd drunk away our life savings
the night before.

So,you see, one of us
wasn't ready for the big time.

It's a little late
for explanations.

Yeah, but you can't help the Hammer,
and I'm getting sick of bus stations.

[ Bell Rings ]

Circle to the left,
use your jab...

and keep up your right
for crying out loud!

All right, so I had a flat tire.
I'm here, ain't I?

- Good evening.
- Where have you been?

On a joy ride.
How are you holding up, Hammer?

- Okay. Okay.
- Good. Good.

- What's your man doing here?
- Better than a street corner in Brazil.

- [ Bell Rings ]
- Okay, get him!

Well, you wanna
say good-bye?

Bye.

It's time for you to keep your part
of the bargain.

I can't leave my baby,
Mr. Steele.

- Gina, come on.
- I'm sorry.

You heard her decision, Steele.

You wouldn't separate
a mother from her child?

- She won't leave without the baby, will she?
- No.

But it can still work. It depends
on whether Torrance shows up.

And whether Hammer's right
still holds up.

Come on, Hammer!

[ No Audible Dialogue ]

[ Bell Rings ]

And that's the end of a brutal
fifth round in a savage fight.

This is it, Billy. He's got to go down.
Go to him hard.

I thought I was supposed to waltz with
the guy for five rounds then tap him to sleep.

Instead, he's been
fighting like a maniac.

- How do you feel, kid?
- Good. I feel good.

I've never seen such
a glutton for punishment.

Don't worry. I've been holding back.
This round, he goes down.

It's the sixth round. You gotta get through this,
or Barber gets away with everything.

What's he doing here?

That must be Torrance over there.
Give us your neck.

Now it's all up to the Hammer.
Come on! Come on. You can do it!

[ Man ]
Right at him, Billy.

What is holding Sinclair up?

- Stand back!
- Go to a neutral corner! Get up! Get up!

Take the count,
kid, and rest!

Always right.
Always right.

- Oh!
- Laura!

One! Two!

Three.! Four.!

Go to your
neutral corner, Flynn.!

Five.! Six.!

Seven.! Eight.!

You okay? You okay?

You okay? You okay?

All right.

[ Crowd Gasps ]

It's all over now.

[ Operatic Overture ]

[ Laura And Steele ]
Come on.!

Floor the bum!

[ Bell Dings ]

That's my boy!

Let's go.

Get him.

I, uh, think you and me
should have a little talk,Joseph.

Come over here.

[ Continues ]

Okay, kid. You got maybe
one punch to make it.

When he goes to your body,
he drops his left.

All right, let him
have his punch...

and then set him up, step inside,
and throw your uppercut.

- You got that?
- Yeah.

All right, sunshine. Let's see
how you fare when the odds are even.

It'll be a pleasure,
chump!

[ Continues ]

[ Chorus Singing In Italian ]

- [ Crowd Cheering ]
- ...nine, ten. That's it!

[ Ends ]

The Kilkenny Kid,
Pride of the Pampas.

Funny, I kind of like
that name for you.

Yes.Just don't get
too attached to it.

Still down on
attachments, are we?

Funny, I thought our little Caruso might
have changed your attitude about that.

Who knows? Remington Steele
might prove a good father some day.

You're dreaming, Laura.

- Am I?
- Mm-hmm. Absolutely.

A nd Hennessee Tennessee
tootled the flute

A nd the music
is somethin' grand

A credit to old Ireland
is MacNamara's Band

B-B-B-Bum
B-Ba, B-Bum

B-B-B-Bum

[ Mews ]

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