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BLOOD IN THE MOUTH
The champion's had enough, he can't take any more!
Hit him! Get in first!
Come on, Dad!
El Tigre is desperate, the Venezuelan's got the upper hand!
It's Elvis Zambrano's moment, he's in control of the match!
It's a dramatic situation!
Watch how he uses his shoulder!
Ramon Alvia plays dirty while infighting.
Hit him in the side, in the side!
The Argentinian holds out, he tries to narrow the distance.
The Venezuelan delivers a jab and right hook.
What's wrong with you? You're taking it from all sides!
Fight back, don't just stand there!
Spit.
The bell goes for the eleventh round.
It looks like Ramon Alvia's fate is sealed in his last match.
That's right.
The champ looks tired.
The match is beginning to wear down both boxers.
The champ has had enough!
He's stopped fighting!
He's holding out!
The Venezuelan is thrashing him!
The Argentinian delivers an incredible uppercut!
The Venezuelan is down! The spectators are on their feet!
The referee counts five, six we're getting close
very close, very close to a knockout!
And El Tigre Alvia wins!
The South American title remains in Argentina!
An uppercut tinged this farewell with gold,
Ramon El Tigre Alvia's last bout!
The champ, a champion among champions!
This applause is all yours.
Let's have a toast, please.
Well done, thanks for everything you've given us.
Our great champion!
He didn't see me, he didn't see me coming!
Cheers!
Tiger!
Someone take a photo!
Come on!
Come on, no more of this.
Come and dance.
Just a little one.
-Just a little one. -A little one.
-Just a little one. -No.
-Are you happy? -Very.
I love you, you know?
-Easy. -Who's my champion?
-Who's my champion? -Me?
Yes, we'll have more time for ourselves now.
Right?
Do you want it?
Here!
Let's see.
It's cooled down now, drink up.
And turn that thing off, I've told you three times already.
-Hi. -Hi, Dad.
-Good morning. -Hi.
-Are you still asleep? -No, I'm not.
Stop it!
They're installing air conditioning in the shop today.
Get outside!
I don't want that dog in here, get out!
-Where's my coffee? -I'll bring it to you, wait a sec.
Maxi, turn that thing off, I've told you before.
Get outside, go on!
Outside, hurry up!
No, he's staying in here with me.
-I'll tell you what, seeing you... -Give it back!
-Answering back? -I've nearly done.
He's answering back now!
Listen to him answering back!
Go on, answer back!
Ramon, that's enough!
-Mind my cut. -Stop it, they're going to school.
-I'll take them. -You can't drive like that.
-Yes, I can. -You're covered in bruises. Stop it!
-I'll take them. -You can't drive.
We'll walk there.
Yanina, let go! Dad bought them for me!
Behave yourself, share them with your sister.
You gave them to me.
Give that to me.
I'll throw them away, okay? Shall I?
I'll throw them away, I will...
Go away!
Stop arguing!
Here, share them out.
Who farted?
It wasn't me, it was Yanina, it's her smell!
-It wasn't me! -Yes, it was.
Which one of you farted?
Let's start again.
You put in the amount, the type of product,
and if you need to do any sums, put that in too,
then press send to print the receipt.
-Is that clear? -You watch too.
-Then you can learn to use it. -You can show me later.
Have you registered on the revenue website?
-Registered? No. -We can do that now then.
We put in the brand, the design, the serial number,
your company name, your tax code.
If it's okay, they'll approve it without sending an inspector out.
-Or they might send an inspector. -What's this here?
-And he'll give you advice. -Perfect.
What's this?
It's a surprise for you.
Let me see.
Look.
Do you like it?
Then customers and children can stick their heads in the hole
and have a photo taken with you.
-Do you like it? -Who's this here then?
Mario, can't you tell by the belly?
Hello, everyone, how are things?
No, cut that out. Is everything okay?
-How are things, champ? -You okay?
You were amazing! Come on!
-Are you okay? -What are you doing here?
-Welcome. -How are you?
-What are you doing here? -I just called in to say hi
and work out for a bit, I've done nothing but eat,
I'll end up as fat as a pig.
You can help me out with these stubborn youngsters.
Hook, hook, jab, jab, hook, hook.
Come on, let's see it.
Easy, Ramon, easy.
Easy, watch those hands.
Who's that girl?
She's new,
she's from Misiones.
-She's quite good. -No.
Come on, focus.
Watch those hands.
"The Venezuelan seemed easy to beat,
but he gave Alvia a hard time.
Alvia's little ruses saved him from Elvis's clumsy blows."
Dardo Solimani. Who the fuck is this Solimani?
-What does it matter? -What does it matter?
You're the champ, no one can question that.
Here, flush it down the toilet.
Why don't you come to church now you've more free time?
On Sunday, okay?
-Bring the kids too. -Yeah, okay...
-I'll be in touch, bye. -Bye! Take care.
-Where are the punch mitts? -I can't find them.
They can't just walk away. Why are they always disappearing?
Hey, hold it!
Sorry.
You pack a fine punch!
-Are you okay? -Couldn't be better!
How are things?
How are you? Do you know who I am?
Yes.
What's your name?
-Deborah. -Nice to meet you, Deborah.
-Were you following me? -No.
Which way are you going?
Towards Constitución.
I'll give you a lift.
-No need, thanks. -Come on.
My car's just around the block.
-Really. -Thanks, but no.
Don't wet the bed tonight.
-Hit the showers! -Eight, nine...
-That's all for today. -Ten... done.
Do you like it?
Yes.
And my legs?
I adore them.
What about my knees?
Yes.
What about my arms?
I like your arms a lot.
A lot.
What about my ears?
No.
I want you to tell me everything you like.
I want you to tell me.
I like everything, everything about you.
Everything, everything?
Everything.
How old are you?
What does it matter?
How long have you been here?
How long?
What are you, a cop?
Why do you box?
Because I like hitting people.
Stop, I have to go.
-No. -Yes.
Stay a bit longer.
Just a bit longer.
I can't.
Yes, you can.
Yes, you can, come on.
-Stay with me. -Cut that out.
Cut it out.
What have you done here?
I want to fight against the champ.
You're crazy. I could go to jail for that, you know.
What's wrong, are you scared?
-I'm a boxer too. -No, I have to go.
Come on!
What are you up to? What are you up to?
Is that okay?
Wait, wait.
Hit me, come on! Respect me!
Hit me!
Did I hit you? Have I hurt you?
Have I hurt you?
Drop me off here.
-Where, here? -Yes, here.
-Tell me where, I'll drive you. -Here will do.
-I'll give you a lift to work. -No, drop me here.
Here?
Thanks.
Thanks for the lift.
Thanks for the lift.
Dad! Dad!
-Daddy! -What's up?
Dad, look at the den we built last night!
Daddy!
Who woke me up?
I'm a bear
and I'm very angry because someone woke me up!
I want to sleep, you rabbit!
I'll fall asleep!
-I'll tickle you! -Let me sleep!
Where did you get to last night?
I asked you where you were last night.
-Didn't you hear me? -I was with the guys.
-Don't lie. -I'm not.
Don't lie! Don't lie!
We open at 8 o'clock, buddy.
I'm here to see Di Nucci.
And who are you?
-Let me in, asshole. -What do you want?
Hold it, hold it!
It's El Tigre Alvia, didn't you recognize him?
You're kicking all my friends out.
Forgive him, Ramoncito, these guys have no idea.
Since when have you had a doorman?
Since when? Since I decided to stand for mayor.
-Like it? -Di Nucci, that's great!
-Here, take it for your son. -Thanks.
I'll find one your size later.
And this is for the car.
Have a seat.
It took hours to do that photo.
-And these are for the kids. -"For Avellaneda to keep on growing."
Well, what's up?
-What do you need? -Well...
I wanted to talk to you
because I've been thinking,
I don't want to retire yet.
I don't know why I've retired.
I don't know who persuaded me,
but I don't want to retire.
What about the shop with Carina?
It's okay, it's going...
but I can't spend the rest of my life behind a cash register.
I can't...
it's just not me.
Are you sure?
Because I think what you need right now is money, right?
No.
I want...
I want to fight for the World Championships.
Organize a match for me.
Are you sure that's what you want?
You're in danger of getting your ass whipped by those assholes,
there are loads of guys in your category.
They're a bunch of fags, they can't fight.
I can still whip their asses.
Ramoncito, Ramoncito
you surprise me.
Stay and eat some amazing "parmigiana" with me.
Okay.
Carina...
Carina...
Cari!
ALONSO "CHAMPION"
What are you doing in my bed?
Who gave you permission?
The door was open.
I don't like people just walking into my home.
If you want to be here, you have to be mine.
I mean it.
Will you love me?
Yes.
Fuck me.
Where did you sleep last night?
Your wife called, she was desperate, what are you up to?
What's going on?
It's just that...
you know what I've been thinking?
I don't want to retire yet.
Work out on the punch bag.
That son of a bitch, I knew it, Di Nucci came to persuade you...
No, it wasn't him.
I'm the one who wants to carry on.
They'll bust your ass, forget this bullshit,
you've been blessed enough, why?
Move your head.
Move your head.
That's right.
Come on then.
-That's good. -Chicken!
Well? How come you're fighting against a girl?
-She's asked me to coach her. -Fancy that, she's good.
Very good, very good.
-Come here a minute. -What's up?
-I'll be right back. -He'll be right back.
I want to ask you a favour.
A show in Avellaneda, for my electoral campaign,
to entertain a few people.
-Know how much the entrance fee is? -How much?
A non-perishable food item for a local kids' soup kitchen.
-I'm asking you for the kids' sake. -He's not been fighting much.
He's not back in shape yet, damn it.
It won't take long, and he'll make some money.
Bye, bye!
-How many rounds? -Three.
Here, I've brought you an advance.
One thousand.
In dollars.
You'll get two more when it's over.
Peralta will be there too,
he owns bingo halls, and he's invested a lot in the entertainment.
He wants to get into the boxing business.
He'll arrange the match you wanted.
Are you talking about what we've discussed?
All right, okay.
-Where are the kids? -They're with Marta.
-Where did you sleep last night? -In a hotel.
-Is that so? -Yes.
I knocked on the door, it was locked. Didn't you hear me?
Stop lying, Ramon.
I'm going to carry on fighting.
I spoke to Di Nucci, it's all sorted.
Why are you doing this to me? Why?
Working in a shop's not my thing.
You can take care of it.
I want to carry on fighting.
This will help you finish the work...
buy anything you need.
Are you giving me money?
As though I were a whore?
I'm the mother of your children, Ramon, show me some respect.
Show me some respect, okay?
I left everything, everything, to be with you.
I left my family, my homeland,
to come to this shitty country with a brute like you!
And now, now that it's my turn...
you go off with another woman,
you go off with some slut.
A slut you picked up off the street?
Why?
Why?
Why are you doing this to me?
Why?
I really need to be alone with you like this.
That's right, guys!
Peralta!
-Here he is, I brought him. -It's an honour to have you here.
-It's a real pleasure. -Let me introduce my wife
and my coach.
Pleased to meet you. Let's hope it's a good show.
Expectations are very high, you know.
-Have you brought your belt? -What?
-Your belt, have you brought it? -No.
-Pity, we wanted to see it. -Some other time.
Diego, come over here.
This is Diego "Diamante" Saldias, he's your opponent.
-Hi, how are you doing? -Fine, fine Diamond?
-Yes. -Why's that?
He's hard, expensive, and fucking useless!
Let's go! Come on, champ!
Welcome to this splendid evening here in Avellaneda,
in aid of charity.
We have the pleasure of welcoming to our club
the greatest South American champion
Ramon El Tigre Alvia!
Let's thank Osvaldo Di Nucci for bringing the champ here
for Avellaneda to keep on growing.
Thanks also to Peralta,
who as always looks after our little ones.
And now, let the match begin.
Ladies and gentlemen,
give them a round of applause.
May the fun commence!
Get away from there!
What the fuck are you doing, asshole?
-What's up? -That jerk means business.
I thought it was only a show fight.
Why don't you lay into him?
Pack some punches and we'll go home. Make him use his left, it's weak.
You fucking son of a bitch!
Let's have a round of applause from everyone!
Ramon El Tigre Alvia!
It's ready, come on.
-Come on, Yanina! -Is anything missing?
No, it's all here.
Want some?
Come on!
-Goal! -Ramon!
Get a move on!
Well, how's it going?
-Is it ready? -It's ready.
Ramon and I are thinking of going to Italy.
The kids have never been there.
-To the beach, to Capri... -Won't it be cold?
No, when it's winter here, it's summer there.
It's boiling hot.
-Do they fish over there? -Of course.
Mummy!
-Give me that ball! -What's going on?
Maxi broke my doll's house!
-Give me that ball! -You hit me.
-Because she won't give me my ball. -That's enough now!
What a pain in the neck.
-Is there no more beer? -No, you drank it all.
I'll go and buy some.
-Can't you drink something else? -No, I can't drink something else.
It's all gone.
Ramon!
You're forgetting the empties.
You can't be here!
Are you crazy?
Go away!
Good morning.
Good morning.
It was my father's workshop, I was his assistant.
When he died, I thought, "What the fuck I'll do with it now?"
In the end I kept it for myself.
-And no one knows about it? -No one.
I often come and spend the whole day here,
hidden away.
Why did you leave the boarding house?
-Am I the first you've brought here? -Yes, the first.
Come here, you can stay here now, you're not moving from here.
You're not going back to work in that shitty market, okay?
How do you know about the market?
One, two, three!
Carry on!
When they attack you
this allows you to step back and attack at the same time.
If they attack you, look.
Pause, and hips. One!
Pause, and hips. One!
One, two.
One, two, three, four.
Don't ever repeat a combination.
I stretch out my hand, right jab.
I lower my hand, left jab.
I lower my hand, left jab. No, right jab.
Duck, straight with the right.
Duck, straight with the right, and knock her head off!
Come on, duck, straight with the right, good girl!
That's right, and knock her head off.
Something important, you're in the middle of the bout,
you're taking punches, but keep calm, act as though nothing's wrong.
Then when she strikes you, pull back as though she'd killed you,
get back, get back, get back and when she raises her hand...
Raise your hand.
A hook to the liver,
and no fried eggs for three months.
-You're a bigmouth! -What am I?
That's enough, let's carry on.
What are you doing?
Enough, let me go!
Enough!
Enough, let me go!
Come here!
Come here!
Come here!
What a little whore you are.
Give me a kiss.
Who is Alonso to you?
The boxer.
Alonso, who is he to you?
Why are you asking me?
What? It's only a question.
-Are you spying on me? -No!
I saw the photo.
Alonso was my father.
My mother got pregnant, but he had a family, kids,
a wife, everything.
I met him because he sometimes came to our house.
Then he moved to Buenos Aires and I never saw him again.
-I fought him, did you know that? -Yes.
I met him.
Yes, then he was injured and couldn't fight any more...
and he started stealing.
The police killed him.
They shot him in the head.
Well...
come on, drink up.
Come on.
It's in the past.
-Excuse me, can I have another? -Yes, of course.
-What are you doing? -What do you take me for?
-Have you gone crazy? -You looked at her ass, you swine.
Is anything wrong?
-Stay out of this, asshole! -Calm down.
Why the fuck am I here? You want to screw her!
What? Come here!
-Come here! -Screw her and leave me alone!
-Get your hands off! -What's with you?
Don't touch me or I'll beat you up, you pig!
-Come here! -Go and fuck her!
What have I done to upset you?
Son of a bitch!
Go fuck yourself!
Why the fuck did I come? I'll beat you up...
-You're sick. -Want to fight?
Come on then, you coward!
You pussy! I'll break your head.
Can you please calm down?
Son of a bitch!
I'll beat you up, I'll tear your balls off, you pig!
-You'll never see me again! -Will you calm down, fuck you!
Tell me what I did to upset you!
What happened here?
Las Vegas, Buffalo Peacock...
My eye was huge, the eyelid was inside out...
because of the blood, I couldn't see a thing.
I started packing punches,
left hook, I had him KO at the fifth round.
But I lost on points,
the Yankee stole the match from me.
What about this?
That was...
Duilio Garrone, in Naples,
in 1997.
Feel this.
-What's that? -Double fracture to the lower jaw.
I smashed the bastard's liver, he never fought again.
And no fried eggs for three months!
How did it go with my father?
He was already on the verge of retiring.
I won on points,
the old man held out for 12 rounds.
He was a good boxer, good, really good.
What year was that?
1999, 2000...
I was four years old.
I was seven.
What about this?
Did anything happen to this?
-Who is it? -How do I know? Wait.
-Wait here. -You'll get it?
How did you know where to find me?
I've known you for twenty years, I know who to ask.
You've made yourself a nice den in here.
-How's the campaign going? -Fine, I'm getting results.
-Did the boxing show help? -Of course it did!
The press was there, people came.
Peralta's arranged you a match for the South American championship.
An amazing venue, sponsor, television, everything.
-And a load of money. -South American?
I told you I wanted a match for the World Championships.
I don't want to risk the title.
If you don't defend it, they'll take it off you.
And it expires in three months.
And you need a better record to go to the World Championships.
Wine... do you want some?
Who would I be fighting against?
Peralta's boxer.
-Saldias? -Yes.
But no one knows the guy!
He has a fine record and this match would be official.
-Hi. -How are things?
I don't want to fight against an outsider, it's not worth it.
Who's heard of him? Who's heard of the guy?
People will come to see an experienced Argentinian and a rising one.
I promise you the expectations will be high.
Organize a match like I asked you, I don't want any others.
You look prettier close up.
Thank you.
Congratulations, Ramon. Reinventing yourself is living.
I should do the same.
Cheers.
-Come on, old man. -I don't want to.
Come and dance, come on!
One, two. One, two...
I'm a hopeless dancer.
-I'll teach you, come here. -I'm no good at it.
Come on, Granddad!
Come here!
Who taught you to dance like that?
I taught myself.
You've had a lot of men, huh?
None.
I haven't had any boyfriends.
They're all lying swines.
But you will screw anyone.
-Well? -Yes, I'll bring him to you.
-Where, here? -Yes, Maxi's in his classroom.
They'll bring him to you.
I'm going to the toilet.
-What are you doing here? -No hello?
I've come to see you, silly.
You said you'd take us all to the beach, and you're a liar.
-We'll go there soon. -No, you left us for another woman!
-That's not true, don't be silly! -Leave me alone.
-I'm training. -Go away!
I want to be with you. I've come to see you.
Go away.
Here, give it to your sister and share it out.
Give her a kiss from me, tell her I love her.
We don't want your presents!
What the fuck are you doing here?
Ramon, I've hired a lawyer, I'm taking the kids to Italy, okay?
You get back to class!
You're not taking them anywhere!
I'll ruin you, Ramon, I'll ruin you, I swear.
-Why can't I see my kids? -Because you can't!
You're a swine, get out of here! What the fuck are you doing here?
-I'm their father... -You're their father?
I'll ruin you get out of here.
-You're not taking them anywhere! -Don't touch me.
Don't touch me.
For this reason
a man shall leave his father and his mother
and be joined to his wife.
And they shall become one flesh.
What are you doing?
What are you doing, you bastard?
-What were you doing with my wife? -Looking after her.
-Looking after who, you drunkard? -Your wife.
Want to screw my wife?
Want to steal my life, you ugly bastard?
You want to know something?
You're dead to me.
Dead.
Is that clear?
I've been thinking about that match you talked about. Yes,
with that asshole.
I'll do it.
I'll do it, but on one condition.
I want the girl to fight before me.
I want her to fight before me.
Come on, right!
That's right, hit me.
That's right, left. Pause, hips.
Pause, hips.
Left!
Left! Pause, hips.
-How's it going? -Fine, fine.
Is everything okay?
It's fantastic, the TV crew is here.
We'll go to a restaurant afterwards, I've planned a fancy party.
Come on, champ. Come on!
Do a good job. Come on!
Break, break!
Corner!
One, two,
three, four,
five, six, seven,
eight, nine
ten!
Knock him out, champ! Come on, Ramon, come on.
Gentlemen.
Good.
Protect your heads, no hits below the belt.
Touch gloves.
Calm down.
To your corners.
Come on, Tiger!
Come on, come on!
Spit.
He's got a scar on his eyebrow, try and open it, okay?
Sir, move away.
One, two, three
five, six,
seven,
eight, nine
out!
Leave me alone.
Darling!
What happened to you?
Can't you see what's happened to me?
I've lost everything, and it's all your fault.
They won this one, but there's always the return match.
I'll organise it in a few months.
-Promise me you'll be in good shape. -Yes.
-You're not hurt, are you? -No.
Here, the money I owe you.
Take it.
You have to think of this as a success.
You attract crowds, people love you,
did you see how many turned up?
Come on, get up.
Take him home.
Go in, champ!
Ramon, you came!
Bastard, you lost me my title!
-But -You lost me my title!
You made money from it and so did I.
We'll organize another match wait!
What's come over you?
-Hold it! -What are you doing?
What are you doing?
-What were you doing with that fat pig? -I was only dancing.
-Did you want to screw him? -Stop it!
Stop what? I'm talking to you, don't cry.
-Where are we going? -Why are you crying?
-They'll kill us. -Don't cry.
We'll have a lovely life together, you and I.
I'll buy you an apartment, I'll give you a child, okay?
Let me out, Ramon, I don't feel well.
You'll be okay, you're with me.
I'm Ramon Alvia, nothing can happen to us.
Listen, let's go somewhere.
I'll take the highway and we'll go to the beach.
We'll go to the beach.
Have you ever seen the sea? Where are you going?
Where do you think you're going? Come back!
Come back, you bitch, come back!
Come here!
-Where do you think you're going? -Let go of me!
-I want to go home! -Did you hear what I said? Listen.
Don't be scared.
-Don't be scared. -No!
Yes!
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