All language subtitles for Rocky IV [1985] 1080p.BluRay.H264

(CROWD CHEERING)

MAN:...a sharp left hand...

(MEN SHOUTING)

ROCKY: Come on! Come on!

(MEN GRUNTING)

ROCKY: Again! Again!

APOLLO: He's getting killed!

PAULIE: Oh, no, no,
he's not getting killed,
he's getting mad!

ROCKY: Come on,
the whole world's watching!

Come on, knock me out!

(EYE OF THE TIGER PLAYING)

(MAN SINGING) Risin' up

Back on the street

No!

Did my time, took my chances

Went the distance,
now I'm back on my feet

Again! Come on, champ,
you ain't so bad!

Rocky!

So many times

It happens too fast

You trade your passion
for glory

Come on! Come on!

Don't lose your grip
on the dreams of the past

Come on! Come on!

It's the eye of the tiger,
it's the thrill of the fight

Risin' up to the challenge
of our rival

...five, six, seven,

eight, nine, ten.

You're out!

ROCKY: I can't believe
we're doing this.

APOLLO: Come on,
come on, we made a deal.

I know, but this is
extremely crazy.

Yeah, it's mentally
irregular, right?

Yeah.

But it makes all
the sense in the world.

You owe me a favor.

I know, but when
did you think of this?

About three years ago.

Oh, this is
very crazy, Apollo.

Look, Stallion. Look,
when you won that last fight,

you won by one second,
you beat me by one second.

One second,
that's very hard for a man
of my intelligence to handle.

Oh, is it?
But didn't you say
after I beat you,

you learned how
to live with it?

I lied.

Oh, you lied!

(LAUGHING)

Oh, so now you've
just got to prove it
to yourself, right?

Just to myself.
No TV, no newspapers,
just you and me.

Nothing, just you and me.
Age before beauty.

Anything you say, Stallion.

I do all the work. Okay.

I'll tell you, Apollo,
we'd better go slow,

'cause you ain't as young
as springtime no more.

I'm still young enough
to whip your butt, Stallion.

Oh, yeah?
How you gonna do that?

You taught me
everything you know.

Almost everything.
You've got to remember now,

you fight great,
but I'm a great fighter.

You ready?

Oh, absolutely.

All right.
You know, Stallion,

it's too bad we've
gotta get old, huh?

Just keep punching, Apollo.

Wanna ring the bell?

All right.

Ding, ding.

Come on, Stallion.

Come on, come on.

Boy, you really move good
for an older guy.

Looking fly.

Look out, now.

No, no,
you don't want
any of this.

Come on. Come on.

Maybe I'm in here
with the wrong guy.

(GRUNTS)

Dad, you're late!
Mom's gonna yell at you!

So how ya doin'?

Fine.

Don't you think
that's a little bright,
don't you think?

A little bit?

Where'd you get that hat?

A friend gave it to me.
Like it?

Who punched you
in the eye?

Same friend.

That's weird.
Better hurry, Dad.

You know, you're
developing a very,
very loud personality.

Don't go too fast
or you're gonna
get out of focus.

Oh, really?

(EXCLAIMS)

Yo!
PAULIE: Yo, it's about time.

I'm sorry I'm late.

Listen,
why don't you go over there
and get ready to eat, okay?

Great, you're here.
Now you can stop
calling him names.

Oh, you been
callin' me names, huh?

Well, we wait any longer,
then I'll be ready
for the next birthday.

ADRIAN: Where have you been?

Oh, out gettin' punched.

Look, why don't you
bring the cake in here?

We can get
the celebration underway.

Boy, am I hungry.

Hey, babe, why don't
you get the cake?
I think he'll love it.

We got a great
surprise for you.

You're gonna love
this cake, okay?

You're gonna love your
present, Uncle Paulie.

Where is it?
Let me set the mood here.

I've got to turn the lights
down and everything.

Watch this.

Is it parked outside
in the driveway?

Just be patient, would ya?

I'm so excited, in fact,
I'm starting to sweat.

I feel like I'm
getting ready to go

into a big fight
or something.

Watch this.

(BEEPING)

ELECTRONIC VOICE:
Happy birthday, Paulie.

What the hell is this?

Your present.

Yo, I wanted a sports
car for my birthday,

not no walking trashcan.

Oh, come on,
he looks great here.

This is extremely
psycho, Rocko.

Since you don't
have any friends,
we thought you'd like it.

ROCKY: Yeah, pretend
you're happy, will ya?

It'll keep you company
when you're all alone.

That's a great-looking guy.

Please make a wish.

It's creepy!
That talks, that thing!

Creepy?
This thing's the greatest.

I wish I had one of these
when I was growing up.

Go on, make a wish,
like he says.

I wish I wasn't
in this nightmare.

Hey, very classy wish.
Very nice.
What do you think there?

Very good, huh?

You wanna help me put out
this forest fire?

Sure.

On the count of three.
One, two, three!

Well, they're out!

You drowneded me!

Oh, don't worry.

I'll clean it up
for you, Paulie.

Ta-da.

Rocky.

You noticed.

What are you doing
with that cake?

Well, the party
ain't over yet,
you know?

Still gotta
celebrate some more.
It's a special night.

Yeah, it's Wednesday.

It's definitely Wednesday,
but in case you forgot,

it's almost been nine years
since you been married to me,

so here's your prize.

Oh, but our anniversary's
a week away.

That's true,
but why wait?

Has it been that rough?

(LAUGHING) Oh, no.

I'll tell you,
it's been excellent, really.

Open your prize. Go on.

Go on, open your prize.

Okay.

You like it?

It's beautiful.

All right!

I was so nervous.
I didn't know.
I hope you like it.

The guy I bought
it from says,

"Even if it looks like
a snake, don't worry,
'cause it won't bite you."

Oh, it's beautiful.

You know what's amazing?

That after all these years,
everything still
seems kind of new.

You remember a long time ago,
I told you that...

I said that you ain't
never gettin' rid of me?

Remember that?

Well, you're not.

You're never
gettin' rid of me.

Happy almost anniversary.

(REPORTERS CLAMORING)

MAN 1: Could you answer
a few questions, please?

How long are you here for?

We talk later, please.

When are you
gonna fight, Drago?

We talk later. Let's go.

MAN 2: Is it definite
the Soviet Union will enter
professional boxing?

Please, no more talk now.
We will talk at
press conference.

MAN 3: Do you know where
it's gonna be held?

We talk later, please.

Today may have proved to be
a landmark in sports history.

After unraveling
years of red tape,

Russia will now throw
its hat into the ring.

The prize ring, that is.

The introductions
were made by his wife,
Ludmilla Vobet Drago.

She was she double gold
medalist in swimming.

Today, the Soviet Union
has officially entered
professional boxing.

My husband and great
undefeated heavyweight
world amateur champion,

Captain Ivan Drago,

has come here with his
trainers to America

to compete as
an international sportsman

and ambassador of goodwill.

MAN 1: Has Drago ever boxed
against a real professional?

From having been
trained in Russia

by great boxing
coach Manuel Vega,

and now by Sergei Rimsky,

we hope he's
qualified to do so.

MAN 2: Hope?

Well, I know he is,
but I don't want to
sound too confident.

If possible, we would like
to have an exhibition bout

with your famous champion
Rocky Balboa.

MAN 3:
What makes you think
he can stand the pressure

of fighting someone
as seasoned as Balboa?

There is no one who can match
his strength, his endurance,

or his aggressiveness.

MAN 4: You make it sound
like he's indestructible.

Yes, he is.

ANNOUNCER: Well,
can this mammoth Russian,

who's already been nicknamed
the Siberian Express,

wreak havoc among
the professional
heavyweight ranks?

Whoever he fights first,
it'll be one hot ticket.

We'll be right back
with a check on

today's pro football
sports scoreboard.

(MUSIC PLAYING ON STEREO)

ROCKY JR.: Dad, when can
I learn to fight?

I can't hear you. What?

I want to learn
to fight!

Yo, could you
turn your robot down?

You see, I fight so
you don't have to fight,

'cause I want you
to use your head
for something

instead of
a punching bag,
like I do.

Your head doesn't look
like a punching bag.

No? That's nice.
Thanks a lot.

It looks like
a catcher's mitt.

Oh!

Oh, a wise guy, huh?

Mr. Balboa,
Mr. Creed's on the phone.

Yeah? I'll be right there.

ROBOT:
You can get it right here.

Hope it's not
another rematch.

Oh, don't worry about it.
Okay. Hello?

Yeah, Apollo!
Hey, turn that down.

Yeah, Apollo,
how you doin'?

Yeah? You comin' out?

That's great.

What am I doin'?
I'm just gettin' dizzy.

LUDMILLA: My husband
and I thank you

for coming to our training
quarter today.

As you can see,
it is highly advanced,

and we wish to show
the American press

a small portion
of the advances
our country's made

in the technology
of human performance.

MAN: Coach Rimsky,
what does all this do
to enhance performance?

Well...
If I may answer.

It makes a man a better man,

a great athlete,
a super athlete

by harnessing
all his strength.

Though most of the world is
ignorant in body chemistry,

we wish to
educate your country.

There have been
rumors of blood doping

and widespread distribution
of anabolic steroids
in the Soviet Union.

Has Drago partaken
in any such experiments?

No, no. Ivan is
naturally trained.

Then how do you explain
his freakish strength?

Like your Popeye,
he ate his spinach
every day.

(ALL LAUGHING)

Shall we have
a demonstration?

MAN: Please do.
Thank you.

A normal heavyweight

averages 700
pounds of pressure
per square inch.

As you can see,
Drago averages
1,850 pounds,

so the result's
quite obvious.

And what results
are those?

Whatever he hits,
he destroys.

APOLLO:
I've seen this Drago fight
when he was an amateur.

He's big and he's strong,
but he's clumsy.

I know I can beat him.

Why do you want
to fight again?

Let's just say it's
something I believe in.

You can do your homework.

Okay. Later, Dad.

Later, Uncle Paulie.
Later, Apollo.

Later, big guy.

See you later, kiddo.

Yo, don't you think people are
expecting to see Rocky whack
this bum out first?

Yeah, yeah, and he will,
when it's for real.

This is just
an exhibition bout.
It's kids' stuff.

What's the purpose?

I mean, what
at this point in your life
is worth getting hurt for?

(DANCE MUSIC PLAYING)

What the hell is that?

That's my girl.

Thanks, honey.

You're welcome.

That's a nice song.

It's my favorite.
You're the greatest.

See you, sport.

See you.

Yo, Paulie, who taught
it to talk like that?

She loves me.

Oh!

Like I was saying,

I don't want this
chump to come over here
with all that hype, you know,

trying to make us look bad.

They try every other way.

With Rock's help, we can get
great media coverage.

We can make them
look bad for a change.

I think it's wrong.

No, it's never
been more right.

You're a great fighter,

but you've been retired
for nearly five years.

Don't you think it's
time to start thinking
about something else?

I mean, how much
can you take?
Either of you?

I'll get the coffee.

Look, I'm sorry.
I didn't mean to...

I just care about
you both. I...

You ever try these comics?

No, no.

Keeps your fertility.

Hey, Paulie.

ANNOUNCER:...the ring now.
Rocky's holding
that right hand up.

He's fighting right-handed!
I don't believe it!

APOLLO: Now,
this was a great fight.

Yeah, great. I'm gettin'
punchy just watching it.
Look at this!

Mamma mia! What you using
for a chin there, Stallion?

I should have
slipped that one.

Yeah, you definitely
should have slipped that one.

Ain't it something,
Stallion?

It's crazy how people,
they just care about you
when you're in that ring

and they care about you
when you're bleeding,

but once you step out
of that ring, Stallion,

it's like you're
ancient history.

Oh, go on. It ain't
ancient history, you know.

I don't see anybody asking
for autographs, do you? Huh?

Hey, Apollo,
can I ask you something?

What?

Well, you know,
this fight you're having
against the Russian...

Do you think maybe
it ain't against him?

If it's not him, Stallion,
then who's it against?

Well, do you think maybe
it's, like, you against you?

What do you think?

You know, I think you really
are getting brain damaged,

that's what I think,
Stallion.

Maybe.
But, really, I'm speaking
the truth here, Apollo.

Are you?
Yeah.

I don't think I want
to hear this, Stallion.

Oh, come on.
Hey, Apollo, look,

you were a great fighter,
no doubt about that,

but, look, we gotta
face the facts, too.

You don't want to believe it,
but maybe the show is over.

Man, that's easy for you
to say. You're still on top.

But what happens when
you're not on top?
Then what, huh?

Where do we go, Stallion?

'Cause we sure as hell
can't be born again.

No, I know,
we can't be born again,

but, you know, let's face it,
we gotta change sometime.

I don't want to change, man.
I like who I am.

I like who you are, too,
but look at that, you know?

You don't want
to believe this,

but that ain't us up
there no more, Apollo.

We can't do that
the way we did it before.

We're changing. We're, like,
turning into regular people.

No, Stallion, maybe you
think you're changing,

but you can't change
what you really are.

And you can forget all this
money and stuff you got
all around you, man,

'cause it don't
change a thing.

You and me, we don't
even have a choice.

See, we're born
with a killer instinct

that you can't
just turn off and on
like some radio.

We have to be right
in the middle of the action

'cause we're the warriors.

And without some challenge,

without some
damn war to fight,

then the warrior
may as well be dead,
Stallion.

So I'm asking you,

as a friend,

stand by my side
this one last time.

You're a great talker,
Apollo.

All right,
but when this is over...

You know me, Stallion.

I always think
of something else.

That's what I'm afraid of.

All right,
you've got a deal there.

I feel sorry for
that guy, you know?

MAN 1: Apollo, what made you
decide to put on an exhibition
fight with Drago?

APOLLO: Oh, let's call it
a sense of responsibility.

MAN 2: Responsibility how?

I had to teach
this young fellow
to box, American style.

(ALL LAUGHING)

Apollo, isn't Drago
a little inexperienced
to be in the same ring?

Well, you know, some folks
got to learn the hard way!

MAN 3: So, no quick
knockout prediction?

No, no, no.
I'm not angry with him.

See, I just want to
show the whole world

that Russia doesn't have
all the best athletes.

Rocky, how do you think
Apollo should fight Drago?

Well, personally,

I think the first thing
you'd better get
Apollo is a ladder.

(PEOPLE LAUGHING)

Drago, how does it feel
to spar with
the great former champion?

The man's tongue didn't
come through customs.

(ALL LAUGHING)

My husband is very happy
to have this opportunity.

It's his dream.

MAN 4: Dream?
How do you mean?

In our country,
Apollo Creed

is well known
and very respected.

It could be a good victory.

Hey, wait a minute, now.
Wait a minute. Hold it.

Win?

You don't really think
you gonna whip me, do you?

Well, he didn't
come here to lose.

You hold on,
little lady,
you hold on,

'cause lose, and lose
royally, he's gonna do.

How can you be so sure?

Well, I been with the best,
and I've beat the best.

I've retired more men
than Social Security!

Excuse, please.

You are not very realistic,
are you, Mr. Creed?

Where did you come from?
What are you talking about?

You can box, yes,
but you are far too old

to think that you
can win over Drago.

Is that a fact?

Yes! And it could
be a painful one.

You put that heavy
bag with eyeballs
in the ring with me,

and you're gonna see
the meaning of pain.

Why do you insult us?

Now, you just hold on here.
Don't make me out
to be the bad guy.

I came here to talk about
a friendly exhibition bout

till Comrade Big
Mouth started up.

It is you who
are the aggressor.
This is obvious.

I wish to say to the press,
in all fairness,

Drago should not
even fight this man,

because he is a has-been.

You get that big chump
in the ring right now,

and I'm gonna
show you what I have.

Break something!
Bring it on!

I don't want to hear
anything about hurt.
Just let that chump go.

All right,
all right, all right.

All right,
I said what I feel.

We're gonna finish
this in the ring.

You understand?
We're gonna finish
this in the ring.

Look, you just shut up,
and all these puppets that
you brought with you.

You history, chump!
You history!

How did I do?
Little loud for my taste.

But good?

Oh, yeah, very good.

MAN: Welcome, one and all,
to the city of lights,
Las Vegas,

and to one of the most
unusual events in years,

East meets West,

age versus youth
in a goodwill
exhibition match

as the former champion
Apollo Creed takes on

a mountain of muscle
from the Soviet Union,

Ivan Drago.

APOLLO: Come on, man.
ROCKY: Patience is
a virtue, you know?

I'm ready to rock 'n' roll,
and you want to
talk patience!

I understand,
but you gotta get
your equipment here.

There you go.
Now you look like a mummy.

I feel like a mummy, too.
How does it feel? Okay?

Feels great.
I feel like I could
eat nails, Stallion.

You know,
I never tried them things.

What are you talking about?

Snails.
I never had 'em, you know.

I've seen 'em in the garden,
but I never wanted to eat 'em.

I didn't say
anything about snails.

I said nails.
Nails, Stallion.

Okay. Nails, yeah.

Well, you look pretty good,
but, you know,
just do me a favor.

When you go up there,
Apollo, try not to wear
yourself out, okay?

Yeah. Wear myself out. Sure.

Well, it's just that you
ain't been in the ring for,
like, five years,

so I just want you to
maintain a little bit.

What are you talking about?
You sound like
I'm an old man.

I'm in the best
shape of my life.
I'm stronger, I'm quicker.

Well, hey, hey, I'm not saying
you're not ready or anything,

but personally,
if it were me,

I wouldn't mind postponing
a couple of weeks.

Postpone?

Yeah. I mean,
come on, Apollo,

we don't know
anything about this guy
you're fighting, really.

(SIGHING) Look, okay, okay,
let's say I postpone, right?

I pull out, somebody else
steps in and whips this chump,

then where does
that leave me?

What do you mean
"leave" you, Apollo?

It's just some kind
of exhibition fight.
This thing don't mean nothing.

No, no, no, man.
That's where you're wrong.

This is not just
an exhibition fight that
doesn't mean anything.

Look, this is us against them.
What are you talking about?
Come on.

Stallion,

maybe you don't know
what I'm talking about now,

but you will when it's over.

Believe me,
you will when it's over.

(SPEAKING RUSSIAN)

Ivan!

Good luck. I hope
after we can be friends.

I hope so.

Of course, they're
sportsmen, not soldiers.

Enjoy the fight.

(MAN SINGING) Ow!

Knock me out, hit it

(SPECTATORS CHEERING)

Hit it

Hit it

Whoo

(WHISTLE BLOWING)

Whoo

Super highways

Coast to coast

Easy to get anywhere

On the transcontinental

Overload

Just slide behind the wheel

How does it feel?

When there's no destination

That's too far

And somewhere on the way

You might find out
who you are

Living in America

Eye to eye

Station to station

Living in America

Hand to hand

Across the nation

Living in America

Got to have a celebration

You may not be lookin'
for the promised land

But you might find it anyway

Under one of those
old familiar names

Like New Orleans

CHORUS: New Orleans

Detroit City

Detroit City

Dallas
Dallas

Pittsburgh, PA
Pittsburgh, PA

New York City
New York City

Kansas City
Kansas City

Atlanta
Atlanta

Chicago and LA

I live in America

Head to head

Toe to toe

Sing, I live in America

Say it loud
It'll make you proud

I live in America

Hey

I know what it means

Living in America

Got it made

I said now eye to eye
Tooth to tooth

This is the undisputed truth

Living in America

Yeah

All the way
with your bad self

Living in America

Yeah

I feel good!

(CHEERING)

Good evening, everyone.

Along with Warner Wolf,
I'm Stu Nahan,

and we welcome you
to a most unusual event.

For the first time ever,
West against East in
professional sports.

Thanks for getting
me here, Stallion.

I owe you one, okay?

Oh, no, no. We're even.

God, I feel born again.

Ladies and gentlemen,
welcome.

I would like to announce
the presence of
a true fighting champion

that defines
the word courage.

The Italian Stallion,
Rocky Balboa.

Excuse me,
would you?

Oh, certainly.

CROWD: (CHANTING)
Rocky! Rocky! Rocky!

Rocky!

Tonight's special event
features two great athletes.

In the blue corner,
weighing 221 pounds,

a former heavyweight
champion of the world,

the Dancing Destroyer,

the King of Sting,

the Count of Monte Fisto...

Yo, you think you
got enough names?

Patience, Stallion.
Almost done.

...the Master of Disaster,
the one and
only Apollo Creed!

NAHAN: The crowd anticipating
a great fight now
as Apollo is in the ring.

He's playing to the crowd.

In the red corner,
weighing an even 261 pounds,

gold medalist and undefeated
world amateur champion

from the Soviet Union,

the Siberian Bull,

Ivan Drago.

(CROWD BOOING)

I want you!
I want you!
I want you!

NAHAN: Now the two fighters
come to the center of the ring

for the instructions
from referee Lou Filippo.

LOU: You boys know the rules.

Watch your low blows,
kidney punches,
rabbit punches.

In case of a knockdown,
you go to the corner
I tell you to

and you stay there
until I tell you
to come out.

Shake hands.
Let's have a good fight.

All right, it's time
to go to school, son.

Come on,
get your hands up, man!

You need an interpreter?
It's time to go to school!

You will lose.

MAN: Why don't you
land him on his head?

All right.

NAHAN: The bad blood between
these two can be felt
all over this arena.

I can't get over
the size of this Russian.

CROWD: (CHANTING)
Apollo! Apollo! Apollo!

Get ready,
'cause it's show time!

It's show time!
It's show time!

Excuse me, didn't you
forget something?

Huh. Come on.

And Apollo seems to be
in great spirits tonight.

He's really putting on a show
for this capacity crowd.

Be back in a minute,
all right?

NAHAN: Round one.

Creed dancing around.

Creed backpedaling now.
He's been away five years...

DUKE: Don't wait on him.
Get on first.

WOMAN: Come on!
He may be big enough,
but you are mean!

Come on. Come on,
chump. Come on.

NAHAN: Neither fighter
ready to throw a punch.

A left jab there.
A left jab once
again by Creed.

And a slip!
A slip by Creed.

WOLF: This is bizarre.

Creed is over the hill,

and the Russian hasn't
fought anybody.

ROCKY: Keep him bottled!
Keep your chin down!

Keep moving, Apollo!
Stick him!

NAHAN: Drago moving
in again.

A left hand by Creed,
another left hand by Creed,

and Drago moves away.

APOLLO: All right, come on!

Get your hands up!
Get your hands up!

NAHAN: Another left
hand by Creed!

Drago waiting, waiting,
cocking that right hand.

(YELLS IN RUSSIAN)

WOLF: Ooh!
A crushing right
by the Russian!

Get out of there!
Stay away from him!

Get out of there!

NAHAN: And a left hand.
He's taking some
punishment now!

Drago moves him
against the ropes.

Tie him up now!

NAHAN: Left hand ties him up.

And now the Russian throws
Creed across the ring.

Move!

He comes in with
more punishment.

It is Drago with
the upper hand now,

Drago with the left
to the midsection.

Get out of that corner!

...with the right hand.
Another right. Another right.

Another right hand
thrown by Drago.

(BELL DINGING)

Can Creed stay up?

Creed... Creed is
against the ropes.

What's the matter
with you guys?

What are you guys doing?
This is supposed
to be an exhibition!

You understand?
An exhibition!

NAHAN: A tremendous end
to the first round
by the Russian,

and a very
bloody Apollo Creed.

The Soviet's strength
is incredible!

Champ, look,
I gotta stop it.

This fight's finished.
I gotta call it.

Look, champ,
you can't do no
more out there.

I'm here to fight him.

He's killin' ya.
I gotta stop this thing.

I'm here to fight.
Promise me you're not
gonna stop this fight.

Boy, I'll you something,
that was a pulverizing
round for the ex-champion.

WOLF: Hey, folks, Ivan Drago
is definitely for real.

CROWD: (CHANTING)
Apollo! Apollo!

You don't stop this fight,
no matter what.

CROWD: (CHANTING)
Apollo! Apollo! Apollo!

No matter what.

Apollo! Apollo!
Apollo! Apollo!

Apollo! Apollo!
Apollo! Apollo!

(BELL DINGS)

NAHAN: Creed now comes out
for round two, dancing around.

The legs appear to be
still a little rubbery.

Get your hands up.
Get your hands up.

And now it is the Russian
just standing there,

the Russian trying
to intimidate Creed.

And the Russian
throws a right hand
and staggers Creed!

Another right to the jaw!
Another right to the head!

ROCKY: Get out of that corner!

(YELLS IN RUSSIAN)

ROCKY: Get out of the corner!

Creed is being
pounded without mercy.

Stop the fight!

The referee tries to step in,

and he's thrown
across the ring.

Throw the towel!
Throw the towel!

No!

I've never seen Apollo take
so much punishment!

Throw the damn towel!

APOLLO: No!

No!

My God!

NAHAN: Creed is down!

Apollo is down,
and he could be badly hurt.

ROCKY: Let him breathe!

Move back!
Get these guys out of here.

The winner, Ivan Drago.

Let me through! Apollo!

I cannot be defeated.

Is he okay?

Somebody get
a doctor in here!

There is no
movement by Creed.

Get that light off him!

I defeat all man.

Is he dead?
Get out of here.

It's absolute pandemonium.

Stand back.

Let him breathe! Come on,
Apollo, you can do it.

Soon I defeat real champion.

Where's the stretcher?

Somebody send for a doctor.
Is he dead?

Let him breathe,
for God's sake!

What started out as
a joke has turned out
to be a disaster.

Creed appears to be
in very serious condition.

Is the man alive?

You can make it.
You can make it, Apollo.

If he dies, he dies.

ROCKY: There's a lot
I could say about this man.

I don't know
if it matters now.

I guess what matters
is what he stood for,

what he lived for,

and what he died for.

You always did everything

the way you wanted it.

I know I didn't
understand that, but...

Now I understand.

I'll never
forget you, Apollo.

You're the best.

WOMAN 1: Rocky,
is the decision final?

ROCKY: Yes.

MAN 1: Rocky,
over here, please.

Is this the first time
the champion has
given up his crown?

I don't know about that.

MAN 2: Doesn't the title mean
anything to you anymore?

Not until this is over.

MAN 3: Coach Rimsky,
considering Rocky's
known punching power,

do you still think this is
gonna be an easy fight?

RIMSKY: Yes, of course.
It is a matter of science.

Evolution.
Isn't it, gentlemen?

Drago is the most perfectly
trained athlete ever.

This other man
has not the size

or the endurance or
the genetics to win.

It's physically impossible
for this little man to win.

Drago is a look
at the future.

MAN 4: Champ, there's been
no mention of it yet,

but how much are you
making for this fight?

No money.
It's not about money.

WOMAN 2: Has the fight
date been set yet?

December 25th.

MAN 5: Why Christmas?

ROCKY: That's what I was told.

WOMAN 2: Where?

It's in Russia.

Are you nuts?

MAN 6: Rocky,
what's going on?

MAN 7: Why did you
agree to this?

We fight in Soviet Union,
or we fight nowhere.

Why don't you
ask Drago's wife
why she is afraid?

Tell them, please.

I'm afraid for
my husband's life.

We have threats of
violence everywhere.

(PEOPLE GROAN)

We are not in politics.

All I want is for
my husband to be safe,
to be treated fairly.

You call him a killer.

He's a professional fighter,
not a killer.

You have this belief
that you are better than us.

You have this belief that this
country is so very good

and we are so very bad.

You have this belief
that you are so fair

and we are so very cruel.

It is all lies
and false propaganda

to support this antagonistic
and violent government!

Oh, violent?

Hey, we don't keep
our people behind a wall
with machine guns!

Who are you?

Who am I?

I'm the unsilent
majority, big mouth!

Good! Yes, good!
Insult us!

Is more typical rude behavior
toward visiting foreigners.

But perhaps
this simple defeat

of this little
so-called champion

will be a perfect example
of how pathetically weak

your society has become!

We go!

MAN: Rocky, over here.

Rocky, can you
tell us about a...

(REPORTERS CLAMORING)

MAN 1: Mrs. Balboa!
Mrs. Balboa!

How do you feel
about going to Russia?

MAN 2: Is your husband
going to Moscow?

Mrs. Balboa, how does
it feel to be part of such
a controversial decision?

MAN 3: Mrs. Balboa!

Adrian! Adrian!

MAN 4: Mrs. Balboa,
did Creed's death make up
your husband's mind?

I don't know what
you're talking about!

One more question!
Why is he going at Christmas?

Was it his decision?

When will you be
going to Russia?

Look, I'm not going to Russia.
I don't know what
you're talking about.

I don't know why you're here.
I don't know what you people
are doing here!

MAN 5: Mrs. Balboa!
MAN 6: Was it his decision?

Rocky?

Yeah?

You all right?

Yeah. Fine.

Why'd you do it?

I just gotta do
what I gotta do.

You don't have
to do anything.

No, Adrian, I do, and...

I gotta leave
this place, too.

So where are you going?

They said they're
going to let me train
in Russia, and...

I just want to
go someplace where

I ain't gonna think
about nothing except him.

Rocky, give it some time.

Don't do this.
A lot of people
live with hurt.

Adrian, a lot of people
don't have a choice. I do.

And for that, you're willing
to lose everything?

Adrian, this
ain't everything.

This house, the cars,
and all the stuff we got,

it ain't everything.

There's a lot more
than this, Adrian.

Before, there were reasons
to fight I could understand,

but I don't understand this.

Even if you win,
what have you won?
Apollo's still gone.

Why can't you
change your thinking?
Everybody else does!

'Cause I'm a fighter.

That's the way
I'm made, Adrian.

That's what you married.

We can't change
what we are.

Yes, you can.

You can't change
anything, Adrian.

All we can do is just
go with what we are.

You can't go
with what you are.

Have you read the papers?

Do you know what
everybody says?

It's suicide!

You've seen him.
You know how strong he is.

You can't win!

Oh, Adrian.

Adrian always
tells the truth.

No, maybe I can't win.

Maybe the only
thing I can do

is just take
everything he's got.

But to beat me,

he's going to
have to kill me.

And to kill me,

he's gonna have
to have the heart
to stand in front of me.

And to do that,
he's got to be
willing to die himself.

I don't know if
he's ready to do that.

I don't know.

I don't know.

(NO EASY WAY OUT PLAYING)

(MAN SINGING)
We're not indestructible

Baby, better get that straight

I think it's unbelievable

How you give in
to the hands of fate

Some things are
worth fighting for

Some feelings never die

I'm not asking
for another chance

I just wanna know why

There's no easy way out

There's no shortcut home

There's no easy way out

Giving in can't be wrong

I don't wanna pacify you

I don't wanna drag you down

But I'm feeling
like a prisoner

Like a stranger
in a no-name town

I see all the angry faces

Afraid that could be
you and me

Talking about
what might have been

I'm thinking about
what it used to be

There's no easy way out

There's no shortcut home

There's no easy way out

Giving in can't be wrong

Baby, baby,
we can shed this skin

We can know
how we feel inside

Instead of going
down an endless road

Not knowing
if we're dead or alive

Some things
are worth fighting for

Some feelings never die

I'm not asking
for another chance

I just wanna know why

There's no easy way out

There's no shortcut home

There's no easy way out

Giving in,
giving in can't be wrong

No, there's no easy way out

There's no easy way out

There's no shortcut home

There's no shortcut home

There's no easy way out

There's no easy, no easy

No easy way out

There's no easy way out

There's no shortcut home

There's no easy, no easy

No easy way out

ROBOT: Be careful
with those plaid ones.
They belong to the boss.

Paulie, did you pack
your toothbrush?

You know how
tobacco stains your teeth.

If I've told you once,
I've told you 1,000 times.

Hey, stop busting my chops.

Paulie.

I'm gonna have her wires
tied when I get back.

When will you be back?

Oh, pretty soon.

Are you scared?

No.

Yes, you are.
A little, maybe?

Well, wouldn't you be?

If a big, giant man
wanted to beat me up,

I'd be real scared.

Well, the truth is,
you know, sometimes

I do get a little
scared, you know.

When I'm in that ring
and I'm really
getting hit on,

and my arms hurt so much
I can't even lift 'em,

and I'm thinking,
"God, I wish this guy
would hit me on the chin

"so I don't feel
nothing anymore."

Then there's another
side that comes out

that isn't so scared.

There's another
side that, like,

wants to take more,

wants to go
that one more round

because by going
that one more round

when you don't
think you can,

that's what makes all
the difference in your life.

You know what I mean?

And will you remember
one more thing?

Remember that Daddy
thinks you're the best
boy in the world.

And that Daddy loves you,
no matter what?

(CHUCKLES)

I gotta go now.

You gonna take
care of everything?

Okay.

And don't forget
to feed your robot.

Okay.

Bye, baby.

Good luck.

Thanks.

Come on!
The meter's running!

(BURNIN' HEART PLAYING)

(MAN SINGING)
Two worlds collide
Rival nations

It's a primitive clash

Venting years of frustration

Bravely we hope
against all hope

There is so much at stake

Seems our freedom's up
against the ropes

Does the crowd understand?

Is it East versus West

Or man against man

Can any nation stand alone

In the burning heart

Just about to burst

There's a quest for answers
An unquenchable thirst

What a horrendous flight.

This is Russia?

Don't look so tough, Rock.

Mr. Balboa.

(SPEAKS RUSSIAN)

We take you to quarters now.

Hey, when does
the sun come up?

This is detrimental
to my sinuses.

Weather changes
hour to hour.
Get used to it.

Get in the car now.
We have very long trip.

Sounds like
Dracula's cousin.

Come on, Paulie.

In the warrior's code
there's no surrender

Though his body says stop

His spirit cries "Never!"

Deep in our soul
a quiet ember

Knows it's you against you

It's the paradox
that drives us all

It's a battle of wills

In the heat of attack

It's the passion that kills

The victory is yours alone

In the burning heart

Just about to burst

There's a quest for answers

An unquenchable thirst

In the darkest night

Rising like a spire

In the burning heart

The unmistakable fire

Like you request, yes?

PAULIE: You requested
this dumb location?

Yeah.

Why? You planning to grow
reindeer or something?

I just wanted to get away
from things, you know?

The equipment you
requested is in barn.

Who are they?

They?

They are assigned to you.

Official chaperones, yes?

Where you go, they go.

Oh, I have a bad dream here.

Paul, it's okay.

It's okay?

This is below
human standards.

There's no antennas.
You gotta complain!

We'll crack out here!

You have everything
I have been instructed
to provide.

We are finished, yes?

(MAN SPEAKS RUSSIAN)

PAULIE: No sparring?

I don't think I need
it anymore, Paulie.

No sparring,
no TV, nothing?

How the heck is he supposed
to train around here?

PAULIE: No TV. What about
the Rose Bowl game?

No room service,
I bet.

I hope they got
my comics here.

What a depressing vacation.

(GROANING)

God damn.

MAN ON RADIO:
All right, you chipmunks,

are you ready to
sing your song?

ALVIN: I'll say we are.

(CHIPMUNKS SINGING) Christmas,
Christmas time is here

Time for toys
and time for cheer

We've been good,
but we can't last

DUKE: Checkmate, friend.

(KNOCKING AT DOOR)

Yeah?

Hey, champ,
can I come up?

Yeah, sure.

How you doing?

Pretty good.

Some kind of weather
we're having up here, huh?

Yeah, it's pretty rough.

But for what you
gotta do, it's good.

Toughen you up.

I guess so.

I know you're gonna
have to do almost
everything alone up here,

but you know
I'll be with you.

Yeah, I know.

Apollo was like my son.

I raised him.

And when he died,
part of me died.

But now you're the one.

You're the one
that's gonna keep
his spirit alive.

You're the one
that's gonna make sure

that he didn't
die for nothing.

Now, you're gonna have
to go through hell,

worse than any nightmare
that you ever dreamed.

But in the end,
I know you'll be
the one standing.

I'll try.

I'll try.

You know what
you gotta do.

Do it.

Do it.

Thanks, Duke.

(NEIGHING)

(GRUNTING)

(GRUNTING)

I couldn't stay
away anymore.

I missed you.

I missed you.

I'm with you,
no matter what.

No matter what?

No matter what.

(HEARTS ON FIRE PLAYING)

(MAN SINGING) Silent darkness
creeps into your soul

And removes
the light of self-control

The cave that holds you
captive has no doors

(GRUNTING)

Burnin' with determination

To even up the score

Hearts on fire

Strong desire

Rages deep within

Hearts on fire

Fever's rising high

The moment of truth is here

No pain.

No pain.

No pain. No pain.

Oh, yeah

Hearts on fire

Strong desire

Go on, pick it up.

Pick it up, come on.

DUKE: Come on, push!

Come on! Come on!
Push it up!

Drago!

Hearts on fire

Strong desire

Rages deep within

(GROANING)

Drago!

Drago!

Drago!

(CHEERING)

TOMPKINS: Hello, everybody,
and Merry Christmas
from a very unusual place.

We're in Moscow,
in the Soviet Union.

I'm Barry Tompkins,
along with Al Bandiero,

and this promises to be
the most-watched
event in boxing history.

The Iron Horse, from America,
Rocky Balboa.

(REPORTER SPEAKING JAPANESE)

(SPEAKING RUSSIAN)

TOMPKINS: Ivan Drago,

since that tragedy
in Las Vegas and the
death of Apollo Creed,

he's been re-nicknamed
"Death from Above."

CROWD: (CHANTING)
Drago! Drago! Drago!

CROWD: (CHANTING)
Drago! Drago!

And high above us, the general
secretary of the Soviet

and other members
of the Politburo

have now made their
way to their seats

high above the ring
here in Moscow.

Rocky, I know you're
kinda busy just now,

but I want to tell you
some things I never told you.

I know sometimes I act stupid
and I say stupid things,

but you kept me around

when other people
would have said,
"Drop that bum."

You give me respect.

You know, it's hard for me
to say these kind of things,

because that ain't my way,

but if I could just unzip
myself and step out
and be someone else,

I'd want to be you.

You're all heart, Rock.

Thanks, Paulie.

Now, blast this
guy's teeth out.

I'll try.

(CROWD BOOING)

Right now,
one of the fighters

is starting to make his way
through this crowd
and toward the ring.

Listen to this crowd!

BANDIERO: We knew
he wouldn't be popular,

but this borders
on pure hatred!

TOMPKINS: Rocky's face,
absolutely like stone.

He is the picture
of concentration,

and the booing crowd here
does not seem to
bother him one bit.

The champ has a look tonight
that can burn through lead.

It seems that the booing
crowd has absolutely no
effect on the man.

His concentration
seems to be like stone.

That's my dad!

We know.

What do you think
we are, nerds?

TOMPKINS:
Listen to this crowd.
It sounds insane.

(CROWD BOOING)

And now the entrance
of the Russian
national champion,

Ivan Drago, a man with an
entire country in his corner.

(CHEERING)

TOMPKINS:
Look at the expression
on the face of Ivan Drago.

He seems impervious
to this madness of
the crowd.

He's like a volcano
just waiting to erupt.

REPORTER:
The Russian champion

is amazingly cool,
ladies and gentlemen,

as he acknowledges
his premier.

As I say, I would
like to point out again,

this is
a non-sanctioned fight.

This is not for the title.

The American Boxing
Commission have not
sanctioned this bout.

(CROWD BOOING)

(CHEERING)

(NATIONAL ANTHEM PLAYING)

Ladies and gentlemen...

(SPEAKING RUSSIAN)

...Rocky Balboa!

(CROWD BOOING)

REPORTER:
It's unbelievable.

I have never, in all
my years of reporting,

seen such a hostile crowd.

(ANNOUNCER CONTINUES
SPEAKING RUSSIAN)

...Ivan Drago!

(CHEERING)

REPORTER:
They are screaming and
roaring for their champion.

The two men are walking
toward the center of the ring.

It's an unbelievable
sight to see.

They're toe to toe.

The Russian towers
above the American.

It's a true case of
David and Goliath here.

It's unbelievable,
the condition of both men,

but the Russian champion...

I must break you.

Remember what I said back
there about wanting to be you?

Yeah.

Forget it.

Thanks, Paul.

CROWD: (CHANTING)
Drago! Drago!

Drago! Drago!

Take it straight
to him, now.

Take it straight to him
and be a rock for me,
you understand?

Be a rock for me!
Be strong!

All right? Now take it
to him! No pain!

No pain.
No pain.

No pain.
No pain.

All right, run to him!

(BELL DINGS)

TOMPKINS: There's the bell
for the opening round,

and Rocky Balboa comes out
to the center of the ring.

But the Russian, right back
into Balboa's corner now.

Just grab him!
Grab him! Grab him!

Come on! Get out of there!

Come on, spit him out!
Let's go, Rock!

PAULIE: Get out of there!

TOMPKINS: Balboa gets out
of the corner now,

and now once more
it is Drago backing
Rocky Balboa up with a jab,

and Balboa is not staying
on balance because of
the long jab of the Russian.

Brace yourself!
Brace yourself!

Come on, get up!
Hands up!

Charge him!
Now!

TOMPKINS: He can't seem
to touch the Russian.

Rocky pounding away at
the midsection of the Russian,

and he's just hitting
with everything he's got.

And Drago just smiled at him.

DUKE: There you go!
Keep jabbing away!

Chop him down! Chop him down!

PAULIE: Stick it to him!
Now, Rocky!

DUKE: Come on, Rock!

TOMPKINS: Rocky Balboa
is in serious trouble.

They might have to stop
this one before somebody
gets killed.

DUKE:
Reach and grab him!
Reach and grab him!

REPORTER: He's pounding
away at the American.

Rocky's hurt.

He woke the sleeping giant,
and now he's
paying the price.

A right hand from Drago
sends Rocky Balboa 15 feet
across the ring!

And the champ is down!

(COUNTING IN RUSSIAN)

DUKE: Get up!

Get up!

Come on, get up!

Back up! Back up!

TOMPKINS: Drago continuing
to punish Rocky Balboa.

He just will not let
him out of that corner,

and Rocky Balboa is
just trying to get
through this first round.

(BELL DINGS)

The Russian just threw
Rocky Balboa into his own
corner like a rag doll.

What a tough first three
minutes for Rocky Balboa.

He's not only fighting
what appears to be
an invincible opponent,

he's also fighting
a very hostile crowd

and the Russian premier
and most of the Politburo
looking on.

All right,
what's happening out there?

He's winning.

I see three of him out there.

Hit the one in the middle.

Right! Hit the one
in the middle.

Yeah.
Okay.

(SPEAKING RUSSIAN)

Take his heart.
You hurt him,
you'll take his heart.

No pain.
No pain.

No pain.
Take his heart.

Keep working!
Keep working!

(BELL DINGS)

BANDIERO: There's the bell
for round two.

It's been a one-sided
fight so far.

TOMPKINS: It'll take more
than luck for Rocky
to survive this round.

Rocky's been hit with bombs.

Slip him a hook, Rock!
Slip him a hook!

TOMPKINS:
Rocky Balboa trying to stay
in the middle of the ring

against the big Russian.

DUKE: Move down!
That a baby!

Do what you gotta do!

Stay with him!

PAULIE: Go for it!
DUKE: Go for it!

TOMPKINS: For all intents,
Rocky Balboa should be
all finished tonight,

but he's fighting
back ferociously.

(GRUNTS)

Rocky!

Up, Rock! Get up!

And Balboa goes down again
from a right hand,

bounces right back up.

He's gettin'
killed out there.

(SHOUTING IN RUSSIAN)

TOMPKINS: Rocky Balboa
has taken Ivan Drago's
best punches so far.

He's cut and he's bleeding,
but he's on his feet
and he's on the run.

Hold on! Hold on!

CROWD: (CHANTING)
Drago! Drago!

DUKE: He's cut! He's cut!

The Russian's cut,
and it's a bad cut,

and now it's Rocky Balboa
coming after Ivan Drago!

PAULIE: You got him!
You got him! Yes!

Incredible! Go get him!

Go! Go!

(BELL DINGS)

TOMPKINS:...and now
the Russian wants to go on!

He grabs Rocky
Balboa by the throat.

Balboa picking up
the Russian

and throws him to the ground
like a wrestler.

It's a gutter war,
no holds barred in Moscow.

Rocky may be on
the receiving end so far,
but he's here to fight.

This is shaping up
to be a personal war,

and right now
it's anybody's
boxing match.

You're doing good, Rocky.
Couldn't do better myself.

Thanks.

(SPEAKING RUSSIAN)

You got him hurt bad.
Yeah?

Now he's worried.

You cut him!
You hurt him!

You see? You see?
He's not a machine!
He's a man!

(SPEAKING RUSSIAN)

You want it more
than he does. No pain.

No pain.
No pain.

No pain.
No pain.

Okay, take it to him!
Take it to him!
Take it to him!

(CROWD CHEERING)

Get up!

TOMPKINS: Balboa's down!

It's all right.

TOMPKINS: And a good right
hand by Rocky Balboa!

Come on,
come on!

Rocky's got him now!

You're doing fine.
You're doing great.

You've come
a mighty long way, baby.

Crush him!
Now!

That's it! Keep going!

Go, go!

Punch him! Punch him!

Come on!

(GRUNTS)

TOMPKINS: A few cheers now
for Rocky Balboa!

Suddenly,
Moscow is pro-Rocky!

No pain. No pain.

Keep taking it to him,
you understand?

Take his heart. No pain.

(BELL DINGING)

TOMPKINS: I'll tell you,
Al, this place is
ready to explode.

Lethal punch after punch!
Amazing willpower!

Neither man backing off,

and Rocky Balboa's
determination

is actually beginning to
win over what was once
a hostile crowd.

This is incredible!

What round is it?

Fifteen. One more round.

There's no stopping us now.
This is our round.

CROWD: (CHANTING)
Rocky! Rocky!

Rocky! Rocky!

Don't stop it now!
We start, and we don't stop!

All your strength,
all your power,
all your love,

everything you've got!

(SPEAKING RUSSIAN)

CROWD: Rocky! Rocky! Rocky!

Rocky! Rocky!

(SPEAKS RUSSIAN)

(SPEAKING RUSSIAN)

(BUZZER RINGING)

To win, you've got
to knock him out.

You've got to punch and punch
till you can't punch no more.

This is your whole life here.

All right,
knock him out, Rocky.

(BELL DINGS)

Do it now! Now!

TOMPKINS: There's the bell.
The war is on.

REPORTER:
This is the last round...

To the end.

REPORTER: Which one of these
magnificent fighters

will be standing at
the end of this round?

TOMPKINS: Drago snaps out
a stiff jab, and another.

Come on.

Another!

Rocky taking punishment,
trying to get inside.

He's completely exhausted.

DUKE: Come on, Rock!

What are you waiting for?

Fight!

Fight!

CROWD: Rocky! Rocky!

Hit him! Hit him!

Come on! Come on, fight!

CROWD: Rocky! Rocky!

Come on, fight!

Come on!

Balboa is chopping
the Russian down!

DUKE: Don't stop,
Rock! Don't stop!

TOMPKINS:...combinations
of punches on the Russian,

and Drago throws
a hard right hand,

which stuns Rocky Balboa.

Don't go down!
Don't go down!

TOMPKINS: You can forget
technique, forget strategy,

this is just a street fight.

It's a question of
who wants it most.

What is he doing?
He's winning.

To the body!
To the body!

Come on!

PAULIE: Rocko! Rocko,
break his head!

Rocko, knock his head off!

DUKE: Come on! Finish him!

Don't stop, Rock!

Yeah! Don't stop!
This is incredible!

You're gonna do it!

(SPEAKING RUSSIAN)

Four!

ALL: Six!

(REFEREE COUNTING IN RUSSIAN)

TOMPKINS: Rocky Balboa has
done the impossible,

and these people love it!

It is absolute pandemonium.

More than ever,
Rocky has proven
himself a true champion!

CROWD: Rocky! Rocky!

Rocky! Rocky!

Rocky! Rocky!

Rocky! Rocky!

Rocky! Rocky!

Rocky! Rocky!

Rocky! Rocky!

(RING ANNOUNCER
SPEAKING RUSSIAN)

... Rocky Balboa!

Thank you.

(TRANSLATING INTO RUSSIAN)

I came here tonight,

and I didn't
know what to expect.

(MAN TRANSLATING
INTO RUSSIAN)

I seen a lot of
people hatin' me,

and I didn't know
what to feel about that,

so I guess I didn't like
you much none either.

(MAN TRANSLATING
INTO RUSSIAN)

During this fight,

I seen a lot of changing.

The way you felt about me,

and the way I felt about you.

In here, there were two guys
killing each other,

but I guess that's
better than 20 million.

So, what I'm trying to say is

that if I can change

(MAN TRANSLATING
INTO RUSSIAN)

and you can change,

everybody can change!

(CROWD CHEERING)

I just want to say
one thing to my kid,

who should be home sleeping.

Merry Christmas, kid!

I love you!

(MOUTHING)

(HEARTS ON FIRE PLAYING)

(MAN SINGING) Silent darkness
creeps into your soul

And removes the light
of self-control

The cave that holds you
captive has no doors

Burnin' with determination

To even up the score

Hearts on fire

Strong desire

Rages deep within

Hearts on fire

Fever's risin' high

The moment
of truth draws near

Time will not allow you
to stand still, no

Silence breaks the heart
and bends the will

And things that give
deep passions are your sword

Rules and regulations
have no meaning anymore

Hearts on fire

Strong desire

Rages deep within

Hearts on fire

Fever's risin' high

The moment of truth is here

Oh

Is here

Oh, yeah

Hearts on fire

Strong desire

Rages deep within