Are you gonna... You bringing Micky in?
Yeah, he's here.
He should come. He should be here as well.
We thought that Micky is coming to answer the questions.
No, they said it was going to be both of us.
Am I looking right into the camera here?
Just look at me right now.
All right.
You're not going to look at the camera with the interviews?
I started boxing when I was twelve years old
and I lied and said I was eighteen or whatever it was.
I had a different name and everything.
I mean, I don't have any fights,
I've done a hundred more than that
before I turned professional.
This morning you said that...
- Why are we doing this? - One more time.
You want to go over it all? You want to start again?
He's my younger brother. I taught him everything he knows.
I'm still his trainer. I know we've got different styles,
I'm fucking squirelly as fuck.
You know, like, I'm not even there.
That's what Sugar Ray said.
I was the most tricky fighter he'd ever come across.
'78, before Sugar Ray Leonard...
I told him he couldn't get to me.
He couldn't get to me.
They called me "The Pride of Lowell."
Everybody still talks about it, you know, especially my brother.
His whole life he wanted to do what I did, you know?
But we're very different fighters.
Micky's a heavy hitter. He's thunderous, I'm telling you.
Thunderous left punch.
Micky, he takes a punishment.
I don't know why he does it.
I'd say "You all right?" He likes getting on the inside.
I stay on the outside.
Come on!
Dicky...
Would you come on?
Stop. You've got to help me finish this.
Come on!
Unpredictable as ever!
You don't have to be Columbo to see where this fight is headed!
Yeah, bam!
All right, he punched Micky Ward down!
HBO's making a movie on me and my comeback
and my brother is going to beat Saoul Mamby in Atlanta next week!
The Pride of Lowell is back!
Quacker!
Who wants some? Who wants some?
I want a cut.
Doing good?
You guys having a good day?
How are you?
Come on. Come on. What you got? What you got going on?
Lou! Hey, Lou DiBella!
How are you guys, huh?
I'm making my comeback.
Hey, Marty, Marty. Come out here, huh?
HBO is making a movie on me!
Hey, beautiful.
You got that?
Can't remember who she is. I can't remember shit!
Hey! Hey, Garcia!
How are you, nice?
How'd you get here? Drive around?
Hey, Ray. Hey. I love you, Ray.
This is what it's all about.
He make mistake?
No, he'll be here. Like I said,
sometimes he goes on his own schedule,
but when he gets here we work hard.
Nobody pushes me harder than him.
He's supposed to be training you right now, right?
Why don't you just go talk to them, my sisters?
They'll talk your ear off.
You gotta pay them to shut up.
He can tell you how Dicky was helping him.
Come on, Micky.
Okay.
Hey, we don't know where Dicky is.
You know where he is.
What's that dumb cop doing in there?
Where's Dicky? Girls?
- I don't know. - You see him this morning?
- Your brother? - Not this morning.
Look at Mom! All dressed up for the movie, huh?
You are smoking hot!
Get out of the ring, O'Keefe.
My Dicky should be doing that.
Dicky ain't here, Alice.
Micky's got an important fight coming up
and he's not training.
Forget about him. Never mind about him.
He's not doing what he's supposed to do with him.
Start saying to Micky...
He's not part of this, all right?
Alice, he's not being handled right.
Did you get me coming in all right?
You want me to do it again?
Get out of the ring, O'Keefe.
- Dicky's the trainer. - I'm doing him favor, Alice.
I will show you over here
these scrapbooks I have been collecting for years.
Micky used to follow his big brother everywhere.
Taught you everything, didn't he, honey?
In '78 we got the offer to fight Sugar Ray Leonard.
Oh, my God. Have you seen that video?
Well, you're from HBO,
you've got to see it again! Come on. Where's the video at?
Tonight my son is going to
surprise everybody and beat Sugar Ray Leonard.
Believe me. I know it.
Sugar Ray might have some trouble tonight.
That's a good possibility.
He comes in here against a good boxer,
a young man who can punch,
and I would like to say at this time
that physically they're just about equal.
Leonard is down. Let's see if that's a knockout.
This is unbelievable.
Eklund just walked over there.
Nobody seems to know what's happening.
Dicky did it.
Dicky did it!
Aren't you supposed to be training Micky right now?
No, it ain't until 9:00.
Dicky, it's fucking 11:45.
- 11:45, Dick. - What?
Where'd you fucking park the car, Boo Boo?
I didn't park it. You did.
Check your fucking pockets for the keys.
You've got the keys, huh?
I didn't park it, man.
- Not here. I don't know... - Check your pockets, all right?
Oh, fuck it, I'll run. I need the fucking road work.
Road work? Are you crazy?
He's a great runner.
- Quacker! - Hey, Dicky.
Better late than never.
Here, look.
Detectives on the scene...
Get to the bar with this...
- Figure this one out, huh? - Why don't you...
Hold it. Hold it. Let me get this straight.
You guys are working in
the same corner as Micky, together, right?
Yeah. Yeah, they're both in my corner.
- This is what goes on. - Okay. It must be...
Don't you have a job to go to or something?
Really, O'Keefe has a job that he should be at.
Yeah, Sergeant O'Keefe's working overtime here.
So we go at this old man:
Jewish, black, former world champion.
I think we've got all the bases covered.
And my kid brother, he's lost three fights in a row.
He can't get used to losing. It's a mental thing.
But we're gonna break that with Mamby, right?
Yeah, I hope. When we can train.
When we train. Right. Don't be wasting time, Mick, you know?
- Wasting time? - Half the fucking day's gone.
Yeah, half the day's gone. I've been waiting for you.
Come on, move. We're going to outbox Mamby, huh?
Take it out on the head.
Head, body, head. That's your combo.
Head, body, head, body.
My Dicky taught him that.
You know, Sugar Ray's going to be there
calling the fight for ESPN.
I ain't seen him since I knocked him down,
like, fourteen years ago or something, right?
Let's get a real sparring going on here.
Don't want to embarrass yourself.
Don't want to embarrass yourself in front of Sugar Ray, huh?
Come on, head, body, head.
Your punch, man!
That's your punch. Now that's your little punch.
Use your whole fucking body now.
George's fingers are so fucking big he can't even dial the phone!
That's not helping, George!
- Wait, I'm confused. - What?
- I'm confused, too. - We're confused.
- George is whose father? - You're confused?
Dick Eklund Sr. is Dicky's, Donna's, Gail's and Phyllis' father.
- Is Dick Eklund. - Yeah.
And even though Alice is an Eklund, so are Cindy and Cathy.
George is really...
- And Micky... - No.
Micky and I are Wards.
It's always sounded like Dick Eklund and I were separated, right?
And then there was George. Just George.
- George is my man. - George is our papa.
After Dick, it was just George.
Come on. Come over here...
Why don't you just go talk to her? She's a nice girl.
I told her all about you.
I don't want to ask her. She's going to say no.
Can't beat that ass, can you?
Get at it. Go. Come on.
Are you just going to stand there and stare at my ass?
Your father stares at my ass but he talks to me.
He thinks you're the greatest.
He didn't tell me you were new.
Keep the change, doll.
He told me you came for you sister.
- This is a tip? - Yeah, that's my tip!
You know what the bell says about this one?
Cheap bastard. Cheap fucker.
Comes in every day, gives me shitty tips.
Yeah, fuck you, too.
You pave streets, right?
Yeah, I do. And I'm a fighter.
Oh, yeah. I heard you're a stepping stone.
I'm no stepping stone.
You're the guy they use
against the other fighters to move the other fighters up.
I've had a few tough fights, but that's not who I am.
The next fight's going to show who I am.
Yeah, and he's going to lose that one, too.
Scotch and soda, Charlene. And one for yourself.
Now move that sugar ass...
Okay, be respectful. Don't disrespect her.
Hey, don't hurt your hand. You've got a fight next week.
Besides, you wipe your ass with that one.
Don't wait up, or I'm going
to hit you in the car, sucker, all right?
He's gonna be so lame.
All right? All right?
That's right.
Take your drink. He's taking his drink.
This guy's going to be champion.
He's a great guy. He's a great fighter.
Okay? Hold on. Thanks for the drink.
You know those cameras are making a movie about him?
He knocked out Sugar Ray Leonard on HBO.
That's why they're following him around with the cameras.
They're making a movie about his comeback.
Yeah, everybody's talking about it.
But who are you fighting?
- Saoul Mamby. - Saoul Mamby?
- What kind of name is that? - Black and Jewish.
Where did they find a guy like that?
He's no joke. Former world champion.
- Former champ? - Yeah.
- I match up good with him, though. - Yeah?
- Yeah. - What does that mean?
Well, I got a light end, you know?
I've got a reputation for brawling,
but I'm not going to brawl with him.
- I'm going to try to box him. - There's a difference?
Yeah, in brawling you slug it out.
I hit you. You hit me.
Boxing is a chess game, you know?
Got to pick my punches to take him down.
I'm going head, body, head, body...
What is head, body, head, body?
Well, I hit him in the head,
then his hands got to go up to protect himself.
Opens up his body, then I hit him in the body,
hand goes back down. I go back up to the head,
hand goes back, and I hit him in the body.
People who don't know fighting
think you do a lot of damage hitting the head,
but you actually do more hitting the body.
So what do you think? Can I take you out?
Are you married?
No, would I ask you out if I was married?
What kind of guy do you think I am?
Happens all the time, trust me.
I'm not like that.
I'm not married. I've got a daughter,
I see her every other weekend.
Her name is Kasie. But that's it.
Come on, let me take you out.
When?
Saturday night I'll be back in Atlantic City.
Is this the real number?
You'll have to call it and see.
I will.
Saturday. Dinner and a movie.
Hey. What's up?
Micky, hey. How's it going?
I don't think Laurie's expecting you right now.
What's he doing here? This isn't your visitation day, Micky.
I just want to say hi to Kasie.
It's not your day, goodbye.
Yeah, but I'm not around next week.
Now you're ditching the days you do have?
No, I have a fight. I told you that.
- Jimmy... - I can't get in the middle.
I can't talk to her, okay? So I'm asking you, Jimmy.
I want to talk to my daughter now.
- Talk to your father. - God damn it, Jimmy.
Hi, Daddy. - Daddy's gonna beat Saoul Mamby.
That's right. And I'm gonna tell you that after I win,
I'm gonna start making big money.
And I'll move into a bigger apartment, like we talked about,
so you can live with me more days, okay?
Yeah, a bigger apartment!
- Wish me luck, all right? - Don't hold your breath, Kasie.
It's cruel to mislead your child, Micky.
Good luck, Daddy.
Thanks, Kasie. I love you, honey.
Bye, baby.
- Where is he? - Jesus Christ. Fucking holding us up.
Quit your worrying, for crying out loud.
All that shit in my face...
I know it's none of my business. I go to a lot of meetings,
and they have a saying: "Let go and let God."
You've got to let him go,
- Mick. - He's taught me everything I know.
He's been in my corner. I can't do it without him.
- You're already doing it without him. - No I'm not.
Yes you are.
Look, you know where he is.
Why don't you just go get him?
Can you get him?
I'm not fucking going to get him.
Well are we all going to go over
there in the limo with Alice? We can't do that.
Dicky.
- Your mother's outside. - What?
Uh-oh, Dicky, your mother's outside. She's down there.
I'm not here.
Don't, Dicky. Dicky! NO!
What the fuck are you doing?
You know we've got to go to the airport now.
We've got a flight to catch.
You know how important this fight is to me.
- Don't tell Mom I'm here, all right? - She knows.
- Pick me up back at the house, all right? - Are you fucking...
She's in the driveway right now.
All right, but hurry up. She's in the fucking driveway.
We've got a flight to catch.
You do this on the day your brother's traveling?
- What are you doing? - Just trying to see what I have.
The fuck did you hit him for?
Why'd you make me do that to you?
- Jesus! - Oh, my God, Dicky...
I was on my way, Mom.
- What are you doing? - No, Mom. Mom...
Why can't we just go to the fucking airport for once, please?
Hey, Alice, what about your husband
who's laying on the fucking ground over here?
You want to help your husband?
What are you doing,
running in here like a silverback fucking gorilla?
- We had to get him, didn't we? - Oh, yeah, you got him, pal.
You see Mamby?
See how Mamby's arm comes up?
Leaves his side open,
you just play him up like a pinball machine.
He'll be pissing blood. No way you'll lose, Mick. No way.
- Hey, Lou. - Dicky, boy.
Hey listen, boy.
ESPN can't get us better rooms than this?
I wouldn't worry about the rooms right now,
Dicky. You've got bigger headaches.
Like what?
The doctor won't let Mamby fight.
Why not?
- He's got the flu. - Mamby got the flu?
Yeah.
Dicky, we can still have a fight.
- With who? - Mike Mungin.
Mike Mungin, who's that?
- Guy from Philly. Been in prison. - He's been out a few months.
I've called everybody, checked everywhere.
He's the only guy I could find.
My last three fights were rough, Lou.
I mean this one's supposed to be easier.
We've been fucking preparing for Mamby.
Right, but this guy just came off the couch.
He's been sitting on his ass.
Could be an easy win for Mick.
Joey Farrell, remember him? He knocked his ass out.
And you knocked down Joey Farrell...
Exactly, and Mungin just got off the couch.
Can't make weight. Might be a bit over, though.
How over?
- 162, 165... - 165?
Micky dropped weight. He's 146.
Lou, we prepared for Mamby, all right? We prepared for Mamby!
This guy just got off the couch. Micky's in shape.
Road work, everything else. This other guy hasn't done dick.
Don't forget. You don't fight, nobody gets paid.
Lou, please...
All right. Um, Joey Farrell knocked him out...
Going to be a hell of a fight, huh?
I'm not doing this. 165 is big.
You knocked down Joey Farrell.
So what? He's a middleweight.
He just got off the couch.
He's got twenty pounds on me, Dicky.
Joey Farrell knocked him out. You knocked down Joey Farrell.
- You just said that. - Yeah but... You can't be scared.
- Scared? - Yeah.
Why don't you go fucking fight him?
I'll go fucking fight him. He's fat.
Go snap out the teeth. It's your big comeback, right?
That's what Alice wants.
You knocked down Joey Farrell.
All right, I knocked down Joey Farrell, okay?
But the guy is a middleweight.
I'm a welterweight.
What, they don't have a fucking heavyweight to tow in there with me?
Tell him, Dicky. He can do it, right? He can do anything.
Yeah, Alice. No problem.
You watch from the outside now.
Ladies and gentlemen, Mike "Machine Gun" Mungin!
Holy shit!
Hey, look. There's Sugar Ray Leonard.
Hey, Ray. Sugar Ray. Over here.
Dicky, come on. Look at the size of that guy.
- Holy shit. - Yeah, holy shit.
That guy's no welterweight.
All right, Mick. Gonna have to learn to fuss you around. It's time now.
He did not just get off the fucking couch.
If he did, I want to buy a couch like that.
I don't care who that guy is. I don't care. Look at me.
You're Micky Ward. You're Micky Ward.
Micky Ward fighting a last-minute replacement from Philadelphia,
a much bigger man.
Punches smashing Ward.
Ward goes down! Ward goes down!
Micky, what the fuck is wrong? Get rid of this dude!
Mungin didn't even know he'd be fighting today...
Come on, now, Mick!
Ward, a respected fighter.
You hope this mismatch doesn't hurt his confidence.
- You're a loser! - Loser!
You're a loser!
Ray! Hey, Ray! Ray!
Hey, Dicky!
- How are you doing, man? - How are you?
165 pounds. ESPN screwed us.
- The guy was huge. - You know what I'm saying?
You know, I knocked Ray down.
I look like shit, but I knocked Ray down.
Let me buy you guys a drink, all right? You want a cold one?
- No, no, no... - A cold one!
I've got to leave. I've got a plane to catch. Next time.
Hey, Ray. HBO is making a movie on me, you know?
Can they call you?
I'm going to get a fight.
I'd like you to be there, for old times' sake.
You can commentate or something.
What's the movie about?
My comeback, right?
- Call me. - I'll call you.
Don't be a stranger.
He's my old pal.
- You going to the hospital? - What is that?
Look, Mick. Nobody's got heart like you.
You're a very talented fighter,
but you're not getting the right fights.
It's killing your chances.
What's he talking to Mike Toma about?
I don't know what that is.
I want to give you a real shot.
I want you to come with me.
I want to pay you to train with my guys.
- Where? - Las Vegas.
Do it right and make one last run at this thing before it's too late.
What about my brother?
With all due respect, he's too much trouble.
You owe it to yourself to come to Vegas.
Come on, Mick. What has Dicky done for you?
He gets you into fights.
He lets you get beat like you did tonight.
You know you never should have been in that fight.
Eighteen pounds. Think of it that way.
You should have given it up.
Get out of the car there. Come on, you!
- Sit the hell down. - Just a little more scotch for Mom, okay?
Here you go. Nice and easy.
Don't hurt yourself coming back, old broad.
Oh, my God, that Sugar Ray...
He's a beautiful man, isn't he? Right?
A beautiful man.
You should have seen the way he was looking at her.
- He's a pretty man, huh? - He's a good guy. I like him. I know.
I seen him ringside,
and he was so happy seeing me and Mick together.
You know he's all about family, that guy.
Likes to see a family stick together.
Mick, what'd Mike Toma want with you last night, huh?
He wants to train me in Vegas.
You can't trust that guy, Micky. He ain't family, you know?
You don't know him.
He say anything about me? He say I could come?
He didn't mention you.
What are you going to do in Vegas without your brother, huh?
That guy just wants to use you, like a piece of toilet paper.
What are you going to do in Vegas without Dicky? Without your family?
I know. That's what I told him.
You told him that, right?
Yeah, I told him. I said I need to be with my family.
That's right. Nothing wrong with that.
Sugar Ray said call him. We're going to call him, baby.
You guys can spar a little, right?
There's my champ. Daddy's home. Daddy's home!
I love you...
Your face hurting you, sweetheart?
Because it's killing me.
- Come on... - Uncle Micky win the fight?
No, Uncle Micky didn't win this time. Not this time.
Hey, Mick. Take care. I'll call you tomorrow.
Cheer up. We'll get you another fight.
I don't know, Mom. I don't think I want to do this no more.
What don't you want to do no more?
I just don't want to do it anymore.
- What are you talking... - Hey, Mick.
ESPN screwed us. They owe us.
We'll get another fight. You heal up.
- It'll be okay. - Yeah, listen to your brother.
They owe us big-time, sweetheart.
Hey, maybe they'll even do Dicky's comeback fight.
What do you think, huh?
Oh, come on. Cheer up. You take a little soap when you get home.
Have a day or two to think about it.
I'll find you a better fight, sweetheart.
Much better fight. I'm going to talk to them.
- For Christ's sake, Alice. - What?
He's been through the ringer. Leave him alone.
What are you talking about?
- Leave him some time to himself. - What is your fucking problem?
Where's Micky? Is Micky not going to come in?
No, he's not coming in. He needs to get back and get some rest.
Come on. Let's go inside.
He's going to go rest. He's all grumpy.
He's tired. He's beat up. He's a little embarrassed, I think.
Who is it?
I saw the shade move.
Micky, the shade is still moving. I saw you come to the window.
I know you're in there.
The least you can do is open up this door
and tell me to my face why you didn't call me yesterday.
Why did you stand me up last night?
I started to call. I was going to call. I just couldn't.
Because you lost the fight?
Maybe, yeah. Because I lost the fight.
How do you know my house anyway?
I asked my brother.
Your thing's coming off. And your other thing.
You got any tape?
Did the black Jewish guy do this to you?
I didn't get to fight the black Jewish guy.
You didn't get to go head, body, head?
Saoul Mamby got the flu.
Guy that took his place had twenty pounds on me.
I never should have fought him.
Why did you?
Nobody would have got paid.
Everybody said I could beat him.
Who's everybody?
My mother and my brother.
So are you going to take me to dinner and a movie, or what?
- You look great. - Thank you.
You've got a nice house, too.
It's an apartment building.
There's five of them in there.
One of my old roommates lives with me.
Roommate? What, were you in the army?
- College. - College? Wow.
Yeah, a lot of good it did me. I work in a bar.
You seem to enjoy it. Very popular down there.
Ugh, yeah. Popular. I've got to get out of there.
If I don't drink while I'm working I'll fucking kill myself.
- What college? - URI. Full boat.
- A full boat's a scholarship, right? - Yeah.
For what?
- I was a high-jumper. - High-jumper?
You've got to be kidding me.
Fuck you. I was good.
I was New England champ. I cleared 5'8".
Never graduated. I partied too hard.
You?
What are we doing in richie-rich Lexington?
You come to this theater a lot?
Yeah, it's a good theater. They've got good movies here.
- Yeah? Like what? - Belly Epi-cue.
I think it's Bell Epic.
It's epic. Bell Epic.
Belle Epoque. The New York Times don't lie.
Well I never heard of it.
Where'd you hear about it? The New York Times?
No, a guy from work.
And the cinematography is supposed to be gorgeous.
Oh. Cool.
That's the movie you wanted to see?
There wasn't even any good sex in it.
Had to read the whole fucking movie. Fucking subtitled.
Some guy from a road crew recommended it to you?
A fucking subtitled movie?
What's going on, huh?
What's going on? You got a girlfriend or something?
You hiding me from her?
I don't have a girlfriend, all right?
I like you.
I came here because I don't want to show my face in Lowell.
I told everybody I was going to win that fight
and get back on track.
I told my daughter I was going
to get a bigger apartment so she could move in.
You don't think I wanted to call you?
I was embarrassed.
I'm sick of being a fucking disappointment.
You really think your family is looking out for you?
Don't say that. I don't like that.
What else I can say after what you told me?
Look at your face.
Look at you.
Bullshit, Lou.
I'm not going to stop calling until
you make this right and get us a fight that's fair.
My boy could have got killed last time.
Yeah, like what?
Just don't tell me he just got off the fucking couch.
Coming off a loss?
That sounds very interesting. I'll get back to you.
Got a great opportunity here.
We've got to go find Micky.
Nobody's seen him for, like, three weeks.
Jesus...
Used to be Dicky we couldn't find. Now it's both of them?
Mom, I think he's with that girl from the bar.
- What girl? - It's that fucking girl, Charlene.
That's who he's with. That girl from the bar.
George was all fucking eager for them to get together.
- I heard she's into three-ways. - Yeah, with other girls.
Yeah, like one of those MTV girls.
MTV girls? What are you talking about?
Wild.
She acts all fucking superior because she went to college.
You girls just go find your brother Micky.
Tell him I've got important business to discuss.
I've got to go find Dicky.
Dicky!
Hey, Mom. It's not... It's just...
It's just a friend's house.
Come on, whatever.
I started a joke,
which started the whole world crying.
Oh, if only I'd seen
that the joke was on me.
I started to cry,
which started the whole world laughing.
Oh, if only I'd seen
that the joke was on me.
I looked at the skies,
running my hands over my eyes,
and I fell out of bed,
hurting my head...
So you're Beaver, and you're Red Bear.
Red beard.
She's Red Dog, and that's Beaver.
You're Red Dog. You're Beaver.
Yeah, don't use those names. It's just for family.
Be nice.
Don't use the nicknames.
What the fuck will I call them then?
Speaking of family...
Hello.
- Alice, this is Charlene. - Hi.
I've heard a lot about you.
Really? I've heard a lot about you, too.
- What's that supposed to mean? - Same thing you meant.
Can we just sit down and talk about business?
I got you another fight, Mick.
Just like I said I would.
Lou Gold and ESPN made it right.
Just like I told you.
Joe Melenk. Six weeks. Foxwoods.
He's a... Ten in eight. He's none.
And they're going to pay us twenty grand.
$17,500, technically.
All right, $17,500, which is still good money, Mick.
Yeah.
That's good, Dick.
I'm just trying to figure out what's best for me.
Like what, huh?
What's best for you, sweetheart?
Come on, Mick. I thought you'd be more excited.
Why aren't you more excited?
It's a good fight, good money.
I got something with Lou Gold.
He knows us.
I know, Mom.
I just don't want things going the way they've been going.
Mick, that last fight was unfair. That was unfair.
And we ain't going to repeat that,
- right? - Oh, not on your life.
You know, buddy, it's just you in the ring.
Yeah, I know it's just me in the ring.
But I don't like the way things have been going here.
- Where? - Where?
Here, this, us, Lowell, the whole routine.
- George, stay out of it! - You're doing all the talking.
- Let him talk. Listen. - I'm asking him.
- You're telling him. Listen. - Stay out of it.
Hey, don't tell me to stay out of it.
Mick, what's the problem?
- Problems. - What problems?
- Problems... - Like what?
Like maybe you not showing up on time to train.
Like maybe him having to come find you in a crack house
when you're supposed to be at the airport.
I'm sorry. I don't know who you are. Why are you talking?
I'm Charlene. We just met.
We're together. Do we need to do this again? Hi, I'm Charlene.
- Hi, Charlene. - Hi.
- Hi, I'm Charlene. - Hi, Charlene.
Hey, we're together.
What are you going to do, Mick?
Listen to some MTV girl who works in a bar?
What does she know about boxing?
I know they're going to Vegas
and getting paid to train year-round.
Sounds a hell of a lot better than
what you've got him doing here.
You going to let her talk like that to your mother?
Come on, Micky.
I told you, we're together.
This is my girlfriend. I want her here.
I have done everything. Everything I could for you, Micky.
This MTV girl comes along...
Stop calling me an MTV girl, whatever the fuck that means.
- Skank. - Wild.
I've been doing this over fifteen years.
She comes in, disrespects me...
She don't mean no disrespect, okay?
I had a chance to get paid to train year-round.
Year-round, okay? That's all she's talking about.
I would hope that you guys could appreciate that.
I know what you're talking about, all right?
I could have had that.
You know, I had opportunities like maybe you're going to have.
Now, you want money so you can train year-round? Yeah?
I'll get you money so you can train year-round.
- You? - Yeah, I'll do it.
- Trust me. - How?
Hey, trust me, all right?
Done.
All right? Charlene? Yeah? Everyone?
So you put in $200...
Then you get ten other people to put in $200...
And you've got your $2000.
Everybody give you $200?
No, not everybody. Just ten of you.
Ten lucky ones.
- You'll rip us off. - No, no.
- Give you an opportunity. - You give me $200!
No, you get that from ten other people
who you offer the opportunity to.
Right? You understand? No?
He thinks you think Cambodian people are stupid.
I love Cambodian people!
I mean, look. Look at Karen.
She's my girlfriend. She's beautiful. I love her.
And Brian. We work on a road crew together.
Not so much lately.
Brian, we work on a road crew together.
You haven't been showing up, that's what I'm saying.
This isn't any kind of Cambodian thing.
White people do this to other white people.
It's what makes the world go around.
I don't think that's helping.
This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity...
I mean, they didn't understand.
They're practically on my game...
Usually they listen to what I say,
but they just didn't understand the opportunity.
I mean, it was awesome.
What were we talking about?
- Before you fought Sugar Ray. - Right, right, right.
Sugar Ray was too much, too soon.
I needed to build up slow.
What's this movie about again?
I told you, it's about crack addiction.
Showing what it really is so kids can see it for real.
Fuck. We've got to get Mick's money.
Yeah! That was awesome!
- Get out of the car! - Oh, shit!
Put your hands on the roof!
Put your hands on the roof, that's it!
- Empty your pockets. - Are you a cop?
Get on the fucking sidewalk,
move! Fucking move! Don't turn around!
Don't turn around! We'll have to take your vehicle.
- How am I going to get home? - That's your problem.
How much we got here? Count it.
What the fuck?
That's the guy!
He did it to me and he's doing it again!
Get on the ground right now!
Open the door! I've got to get off the fucking street!
I'm trying to get off the fucking street!
It's Dicky. The cops are fucking punching him.
They're beating him. He needs help.
Stay here. Don't get up. Stay here.
Listen to him. Stay right here.
Are you fucking kidding me?
Hey what the fuck? Come on.
Just put him in the car. You don't need to do that.
Want to get involved? Now you're involved.
Get out of my brother, or I will kill you.
He's a fighter. Break his fucking hands
I do nothing.I do nothing.
Micky your hand... Your hand...
Separate cars, separate cells.
I don't want them making up some bullshit defense story.
Come on, folks, time to go home. Let's go.
- Hey, Dicky! - What the fuck, man?
- Dicky! - Jesus Christ.
His hands...
Welcome back, Dicky. That's 27 arrests.
Ward: One count of disturbing the peace,
released on your own recognizance.
Eklund: Three counts of assault and battery on a police officer,
two counts of resisting arrest,
two counts of larceny from a person,
two counts of impersonating a police officer.
Bail set at $25,000.
Case continued two weeks from today.
I'm wondering about the File 357.
I need a copy of the discovery report, as well.
- Mick, you're going to say it was self-defense, right? - What?
You're going to say it was self-defense, right?
You came outside, you seen them beating on me.
I didn't do nothing.
I was just waiting outside like anybody else.
Mick, I was doing it for you.
- You did it for me? - Yes.
This? Do me a favor.
Don't do fucking nothing for me no more, okay?
I'm fucking dont lying for you.
What are you going to do without me, huh?
Huh? This ain't how it was going to go down.
They should have just put me in the car, huh?
Mick, come on! Mick!
Dicky, hey! What's up, Dicky?
Hey, that's the man!
Hey, you knocked out Sugar Ray!
Dicky! Dicky! Dicky!
Who is it?
I don't want to see you, Micky.
Charlene...
I can't take it.
I'm not going to let you or your family drag me down.
I'm quitting, Charlene, okay?
I don't fighting. I don't need it anymore.
- That's fucking stupid. - What? Why?
Because it's sad that
you let them take it away from you with their stupid bullshit.
What else I can do, Charlene?
There's a lot you can do, Micky.
There's this guy that your dad wants you to meet,
you just don't think you can do it without Dicky.
Charlene...
- Don't call. - Come on.
Don't call me, okay?
Hey, Dicky, you hurt bad?
Poor fucker.
Hey, Micky, bring another bucket, huh?
Good.
And this Friday, an HBO original documentary.
Right here in Lowell, Mass., the story of Dick Eklund,
the once promising boxer who turned criminal.
Oh, look who it is.
That's... That's Dicky's brother.
- Hey, Micky. - Regular.
- Hey, what's up, man? - Look who's here.
- Good to see you, bro. - How are you doing?
How you feeling? How's the hand?
- Uh, it's getting there. - Looks better.
Why don't you come down to the gym?
We'll work out, if you want.
You fat fuck, you're getting big.
Yeah, I know. It's just...
Roofing for my father and spending more time with Kasie.
By the way, this movie on HBO, man.
What are you boys looking at?
The movie's not about him. It's about his crazy brother.
I should go.
- Come back to the gym, Mick. - Bye, Mick.
Don't go watch that crazy shit on TV. Don't.
Going to Hollywood...
Let's get this started!
Lowell was the birthplace
of the Industrial Revolution in America.
- Oh, that's... - These people came to find...
I used to live over there.
This town's got good memories, right?
- Check it out. - Fuck yeah.
This house right up this way, the white house...
- Oh, yeah! - First time I got my crack over here.
Did you ever know they smoke crack at the white house?
The first time I did crack or whatever,
I was about twenty-three.
A friend of mine gave me a gram or whatever.
Fuck I wish that never happened.
Before that, I'd be doing the silver mittens and stuff.
I was the only kid. I'd be twelve. I'm shit-faced.
I'll tell you how crack was.
It enters your lungs. When it enters your lungs,
- I want to watch Daddy. - Oh, my God.
No, sweetie. You go back upstairs.
But I want to watch Daddy on TV.
No, you can't. You can't watch Daddy now, all right?
You go back upstairs and go to bed, okay?
Okay, this is my boy, here. Check it out.
What... What can I sell you today? A python?
Yeah, check it out, man.
They're going to buy me some.
It's been a while. I'll take anything right now.
Never thought I'd kiss a fucking snake.
I always dreamed about it, but...
You do a lot of shit when you're high, right?
Heck, yeah. Put it all on the map.
You knocked Sugar Ray Leonard down, didn't you say?
Yeah, he knocked him down,
but I don't think it was a knockout.
I think he slipped.
He knocked him down.
- He didn't slip. - He slipped.
- Oh, Jack... - Come on.
That's a fucking lie!
They say he's in trouble with drugs...
What are you doing?
Are you talking shit about the family?
No, not at all.
Yeah. I heard you say.
We're not like that.
This is not what Lowell is all about.
I thought he could make a comeback
and make us proud, but he didn't.
I don't know what Dicky was thinking.
Very disappointing. Very disgusting.
You brought the city of Lowell back thirty years.
We're not happy.
- Hello? - Jimmy.
Hey, will you do me a favor?
Make sure Kasie's not watching HBO?
Actually, we were watching it right now, Mick,
but don't worry about it. I got it...
I want her to see it.
Let her see who her uncle is.
- What? - Who you are.
Who I am? What are you talking about?
Kids need to know the truth, Mick.
Laurie, turn it off, please.
She does not need to see this.
She doesn't need to see it. She's a kid.
If you're on crack,
you feel so much lighter.
You know, you feel young.
And everything is so funny.
Everything is just...
Everything is... It wasn't funny.
And then it fades,
then you've got to get high again.
Your part of the movie's going to end
with you going to jail.
We know Dicky. We're going to take care of him, huh?
You guys can't talk to him.
Turn that shit off. Turn this off, all right?
Turn it off. Will you turn this off?
You don't turn this off. I'm turning it fucking off.
Hey, that's my life. That's my fucking life up there.
- I want to watch this. I don't care. - I will fuck you up.
You fucking want some? Don't fucking try me.
I still fucking won it, okay? You fucking want some?
That's my son there. You're laughing at him?
That's my son, he's crying,
he needs me, and I'm fucking stuck in here?
Micky, are you watching this?
What are they doing to us?
I don't know what to tell you.
You're pretending like you don't know what's going on.
He's been doing this for years.
Yeah, I know it's horrible, Mom. But...
What do you think?
You think they set him up?
Mom, what do you think he was doing?
You know, they gave him money,
gave him drugs for the movie, right?
Micky?