Undisputed II: Last Man Standing (2006) Movie Script
Ten more minutes.
Are you ready?
Get the fuck out of here!
Stop! Nyet! Nyet! Nyet!
"Jrabbren"
I said "krabren".
No! No!
Jrabbren.
J-j-j--|I can't say that shit!
Hey, Phil!
How many times we got|to go through that?
Could we just change|that last line?
We'll have to do it again.
Man, fuck this shit!
Hold on.
George... Listen to me.
You're not the champ anymore,|you understand me?
In fact, right now|all you are is broke.
Now, we traveled a long way.
I'm trying to get you|back on your feet.
I'm trying to get you paid.
So do me this favor.
Please, just do what he asks.
Let's give it another shot, huh?
- But listen--|- No, no, no.
No "but listen".
You just do your job, we smile...
go out to dinner with|these corporate cocksuckers...
and you go home a richer man.
Money, money, money
Whoa.
Hmm.
Oops!
Our customers are very excited.
When the hell does|the fight start?
It should start any second.
What are we giving?
The bets from the clubs|are 5 to 1, Boyka.
Markov says this, uh, new fighter|is extremely good.
Heard that one before.
Boyka! Boyka! Boyka!
Boyka! Boyka!|Boyka! Boyka!
Boyka, Boyka!
Good evening,|ladies and gentlemen.
Broadcasting|live and exclusively...
to select establishments|across Russia and Europe.
In this evening's bout...
weighing in at 104 kilos...
fighting out of Kyrov|penitentiary in Siberia...
with a record of 14 wins|and no defeats...
convicted of|second degree homicide...
our challenger...
Arkady Daviiiic!
And defending|his unbeaten run...
of 34 consecutive fights|without defeat...
convicted of 3 counts of|homicide in the first degree...
weighing in at 92 kilos...
our own undisputed champion...
Uri Boyka!|Boyka, Boyka, Boyka!
Boyka, Boyka!
Boyka, Boyka, Boyka!
Boyka, Boyka!
Boyka! Boyka! Boyka!
Gentlemen, remember...
no biting, no eye gouging,|and no hair pulling.
Fight!
Uh!
Unh! Ah!
- Uh! Argh!|- Ah!
Boyka, Boyka, Boyka!
- Ha!|- Unh!
Argh!
- Argh!|- Boyka!
Aaah!
Uh!
Ugh! Uh!
Uh!
Argh!
Argh!
Unh! Oh!
Bah!
Boyka, Boyka!
Boyka, Boyka!
To success!
Here he is.
Excuse me.
George, you are an hour|late for the dinner.
Oh, my bad. I forgot|all about this dinner.
Mr. Chambers.
The ad execs are|getting pissed off.
Come in. Have a drink. We'll go.
All right.|Let me change clothes.
- Gimme 10 minutes.|- 10 minutes?
On top of an hour?
Hey, listen, this brown nosing|and breaking bread bullshit--
That's your job.|I did mine already.
They can kiss this ass.
Tell you what, 20 minutes.
Raah!
Argh!
Uh!
Uh!
Argh!
Unh! Uh!
Ah!
Argh!
- Unh!|- Yes!
- Unh!|- Argh!
Argh!
Get up! Finish him!
Now!
Aaaah!
Boyka! Boyka! Boyka!
Unh!
Uh! Oh!
Argh!
Uh! Ugh!
What the fuck are|you doing in my--
Ugh!
Boyka, Boyka, Boyka!
Stop!
Boyka, Boyka!
Argh!
Uh!
Argh!
Unh!
Boyka, Boyka, Boyka!
Raaah!
Raah!
Boyka, Boyka, Boyka!
There.
If we cannot get|better odds against Boyka...
we will have to shut down|by spring.
It cannot keep|going on like this.
Don't worry. It won't.
They said nobody saw|these guys, George.
What, they ain't got|no surveillance cameras out here?
I don't know.
You really don't think|I did this shit.
Another easy fight, eh, champ?
No one's ever|gonna stop you, huh?
When you get out|of here some day...
you'll be the richest man|in Kiev.
I just hope|you'll remember me--
Aah!
It was an accident.
Put out your hand.
No.
Boyka.
Did you hear?
Hear what?
He is coming.
The police is already|in his room.
He'll be here|tomorrow.
Aaah!
This is your Bible?
Why, yes, sir.
I take the Good Book|with me everywhere I go.
Mmm.
That is not mine.
Then this must|not be yours, too.
No, it isn't.
What the hell|is going on here?
They're setting me up.
American boxer George Chambers|has been transferred...
to a maximum security|jail to await charges.
Convicted of a controversial|assault charge 6 years ago...
the former Heavyweight Champion|of the World was also cautioned...
in 1993 over the possession|of illegal painkillers.
Our sources have indicated|that the quantity...
of narcotics involved|is well over the threshold...
for a trafficking charge.
This is Maria Alonso|reporting from Russia.
He just arrived.
Fuck are y'all lookin' at?
Yeah.
Good evening, Mr. Chambers.
I trust your journey|wasn't too uncomfortable.
Now, you and I both know you don't|give a damn how my journey was.
I understand you have|been to prison before...
in the United States.
And don't pretend|that you don't know...
who the hell I am, either.
I was a big fan of yours...
during height of your career.
In fact, we all are very|excited you are here.
Don't get too excited,|'cause I plan on walking...
straight outta here as soon as|this shit's straightened out.
Perhaps.
But in the meantime...
you should know that|in this facility...
we think very highly of fighters.
In fact, we even have|our own champion.
You ain't hearing me,|Colonel Klink.
I told you. I don't plan|on staying here long.
Fuck y'all. Heat this shit up.
You take shower now.
Go...fuck...yourself.
Ugh!
Ugh!
Argh! Ow!
Ugh!
Ugh!
Hmm.
Ha ha ha!
Champ, gift from Boyka.|Warm piss.
- Unh!|- Ugh!
Argh!
Ugh!
Unh!
Argh!
Oh!
Are you all right, chum?
Turn around, get the fuck|out of my face!
Got it.
Ugh!|This is bullshit!
I don't mean|to bother you, but...
you better get up.
Look, if you|don't leave your cell...
when they unlock the door,|they'll lock it again.
You won't eat or get air|for the rest of the day.
Not that either|of those things...
are particularly|pleasant out here.
Yo, dude...
Iet's get one thing straight.
Now, I don't need to learn|the ropes around here...
you feel me?
Sure, Mr. Chambers.
Of course.
Move!
Hey, man, what the fuck?|Man, you blind, too?
Ignore him.
He's a bit crazy.
Been here too long,|you know what I mean?
Lives underground. Only|comes up here at mealtimes.
Not exactly five star, is it?
Uh...do you mind|if I join you?
Yo, dude, why do you keep|staring at me like that?
I'm sorry.
It's just--
Well, it's incredible|that I'm sharing a cell...
with George Chambers here.
Steven Parker.
I suggest you stand up.
Unh!
Look, I don't want|to be pushy, man...
but you don't want|to mess with Boyka.
You, stand!
You stand up...now!
Mmf!
- Unh!|- Ugh!
Boyka, huh?
Now, what kind of|bitch ass name is that?
You were great champion. I know.
Long time ago. Long time.
But in here, I am the champion.
And you...
You are just my bi--
Raaah!
Let's go, motherfucker!
Bring it! Bring it!
Let's go right now!
Fuck you!
Why did you stop me?!
You think I'm afraid of|that fucking oaf?
Uri, I told you you'll|have your own shot at him.
I had my shot at him!
And then your guards|stepped in to save him!
How do you think that looks?!
Look, we help.
I didn't ask you.
You cannot stop me from|doing what I have to do.
No one wants to stop you.
We're just telling you|we have to be sure...
it is in the ring!
Argh!
Some bad news.
They're not offering bail.
Did you call Ruben in L.A.?
George, Ruben is|an American attorney.
He can't help with this.
Did you even call-- Listen.
You better tell me something|I wanna hear right now.
I've already been|to the embassy.
They're very upbeat.
But they're telling me|the process can take...
anywhere from a month--
A month?!
What the fuck|you talking about?!
Now, Phil, I swear to God...
you better turn around and|get me a team of lawyers...
and get me|the fuck out of here!
I will.
It's just gonna take|a little bit more time.
You fucking clown!
You know what it feels like|to be in here for nothing, huh?
You're bullshittin' me!
Just be patient, George!|I'm doing everything I can!
My dear friend, Markov.
So, where are we?
He's uncomfortable.
That's a good first step.
I don't need first steps.|I need them to fight.
There's already bad blood|between him and Boyka.
I think he'll--he'll-- he'll fight.
- You think?|- Yeah.
Well, that's a nice surprise.
"Think" isn't|good enough, Markov.
I have to start making|arrangements now.
Eh...sure.
Th-th-the only|problem is, eh,
this idiot hopes|he'll go free any day.
Yeah...
Well, I'll handle that.
You just take care|of the fight.
- And Markov...|- Yeah?
Don't disappoint me, ok?
I said, enough!
What the fuck's going on?!|Why are you doing this?!
Ugh!
Ow, unh!
Argh!
Ugh, uh!
Argh!
Unh!
Aah!
Aaargh!
Ow!
Ugh! Unh! Ugh!
Ow!
Thank you.
What the hell was that about?
Nothing.
But thanks for|your help anyway.
Well, don't take it|personally, junkie.
I just don't like seeing|people getting bullied.
Unless it's me|doing the bullying.
Listen, Mr. Chambers...
there's something you ought|to know about this place.
E-even when you're getting|out any day, of course.
What?
It's owned by the mob.
I mean...|One man, really.
He owns the cons,|he owns the cops.
Ha! He's name is Gaga.
Ha ha ha!
- Gaga?|- Yeah.
So why are you telling me?
Just thought it best|if--if--if--if you...
If I what?
Go with the program.
Best way to stay healthy.
Hey! I got my own way|of staying healthy.
What's that?
Knock the other|son of a bitch out...
before he gets a chance|to do it to me.
What happened?!
What?!
You think you come in here|and do what you want?!
Fuck you! This is my world.
Motherfucker,|keep your world.
I don't want this shit.
And anyway, why you talking|to me right now, man?
Either throw your hands|or step the fuck--
- If you're so tough, then fight me!|- Bitch ass motherfucker!
In the ring!
Man, fuck the ring!
We can do this shit right now.
Bitch-ass punk!
Fuck you! Fight me in the ring!
Right now!|I'll take you right here!
- Come on!|- Come on!
What you got for me?
Fuck you!
I'll fight you right now,|motherfucker! Come on!
- In the ring!|- Fuck that!
You have to concentrate|on one fight at a time.
Forget the American--
Shut up! Do your fucking job!
Heavyweight Champion|of the World.
I'll rip his fucking head off!
Of course you will.
But tonight you rip|someone else's head off, ok?
Shut up!
Boyka.
So what are the bets?
and another 20 across 4 and 5.
Could be a lot better.|Give me the phone.
Markov.
What the hell's going on?
Fight starts in 15 minutes.
I'm walking to|the arena right now.
That's not what|I'm talking about.
What the fuck's going|on with Chambers?
We're doing everything|we can, Gaga.
You better do more, my friend.|You better do more, understand?
Yes.
Boyka, Boyka!
Fight!
Unh!
Unh! Ugh!
Ugh!
Boyka! Boyka!
Raaah!
Boyka! Boyka!
Unh!
Unh! Uh!
Arghhh.
Unh!
Raah!
Boyka!
Ugh!
Unh! Ah!
Uh!
Ow!
Argh! Argh!
Boyka!
Unh! Ow!
Argh!
Ow!
Boyka! Boyka! Boyka!
Unh! Yaah!
Yah!
Ow!
Arrrrgh!
Unh! Unh!
Ow!
Unh!
Boyka! Boyka! Boyka!
Boyka! Boyka!
Unh!
Boyka! Boyka!
Unh! Unh! Unh!
Stop! Stop!
Unh!
Unh! Unh! Unh! Unh!
Argh!
Argh!
Unh!
Warden wants to see you.
Only person I wanna see|is from the U.S. embassy.
You see warden now.
Ugh!
Motherfuck--!
Ugh!
That's enough.
Mr. Chambers...
you are making things|very difficult on yourself.
There's a way you can make|your time here much easier.
You've seen now|our resident champion...
Uri Boyka, in action.
We want to arrange a fight|between the two of you.
I ain't fighting, man!
I wouldn't take part in|this circus brawl bullshit...
you got going on here anyway.
The hell you call that shit?
A sport?
As I was saying,|if you fight...
you'll find that|things could become...
much more pleasant|around here.
Who knows? You could|even find yourself...
on a plane heading home.
Fine. Have it your way.
Sewage duct for whole prison.
Very old.
Clogged every day.
Go!
Uh, hell no!
Go!
Get that shit out of my face!
Go get it.
Fuck you!
If you don't work,|then we'll make you work.
Heh.
What?
Don't give these|gorillas an excuse.
It's not worth it.
Give me number.
On your shovel.
Eighteen.
You bring it back to me|when you've finished each day.
Make sure you clean the shit|before you give it back.
Not bad for|an old Russian dude.
I've had time to practice.
Oh, Christ!
Man, you truly stink.
Fuck you.
Maybe I should ask|for a gas mask.
Or maybe transfer|to another cell.
What, and miss out on|my sparkling conversation?
Looks like Crot gave you|quite a hard time.
Who?
The guy in the wheelchair, Crot.
Crot is Russian for mole.
You know...
that guy used to be a commando|in the Russian army.
I'm told that he was quite|a mean motherfucker back then.
He even killed a prison guard.
That old dude?
Yeah.
There's no way they're gonna|let him out of this shit hole.
Hmm.
But you, on the other hand...
you're one of the lucky few|that does have a way out.
Yeah? How so?
Take Markov's offer.|Fight Boyka.
Jesus, don't you|guys ever sleep?
Aah!
Look at you, junkie fuck.
C-can't--
Argh!
You're lucky|to still be breathing.
Unh.
If he doesn't fight soon,|your luck will end.
Ah!
We bring you a message|from Boyka.
Argh!
Unh! Ow!
Ow!
Ugh!
Aah!
Argh!
Hey!
Ugh!
Argh!
Ow!
Unh!
Oh!
Uh!
- Uh!|- Uh!
Ow!
Ow!
Argh!
Move.
Move.
Ugh!
Argh!
Enjoy your new home.
What?
He's in the hole.
People change their minds|in that place.
Good.
Ugh.
Ow!
Hey.
Stand up.
Stand up. I have soup.
Pills.
Chew and swallow.
Help with your fever.
Why are you doing this?
Shut up and drink.
And take this, too.
Hey.
Why are you doing this?
Why do you care why I do it?
'Cause where I'm from,|ain't nothin' free. Why?
You never help anyone?
Probably not.
Motherfucker,|you don't know me.
That's why I bought|my mother a ten-bedroom house.
I don't do for nobody, shit.
You probably do|that for you, too.
Hey, you know what|your problem is, old man?
You been here too long.|You lost touch with reality.
Your problem is that you're|not accepting reality.
Reality is, I was framed.
I don't belong here.
And I ain't gonna|be here much longer.
You still don't understand.
They will never|let you out of here.
Get him cleaned up.
It is Beluga caviar.
Looks like rat shit to me.
Smells like it, too.
Do you know who I am,|Mr. Chambers?
You're the big dog, right?
Yeah. I'm the big dog.
Ruff! Heh.
I am the big dog|that brought you here.
So...Mr. Big Dog...
what makes you think|I won't jump up there...
and make you a dead dog?
Because I know|you're not stupid.
Let me explain something|to you, Mr. Chambers.
I'm a business man.
And, uh, this is|a business situation.
Please.
I brought you here.|I can let you out.
The choice...is yours.
You want me to fight|that clown Boyka, right?
It will make me|very happy, yeah.
And if I don't?
Well...
you could end up in this place|for a very long time.
Maybe meet with an accident.|Perhaps stay forever.
Well as we speak, I got|my man working on turning...
this thing into the biggest|media circus you ever seen.
Your man?
Which one is this?
My manager.
Phil, what the fuck|are you doing up--
Listen, George, everything|is going to be all right.
Gaga here has a great plan.
We're all gonna make|a ton of money.
Oh, shit.
They told me the whole thing|would be quick.
That you'd be out in a week.
The money is huge. It's what|we've been waiting for.
You just need to stop being|so goddamned stubborn...
and take the fight.
Motherfucker! I'll kill|your motherfuckin' ass!
Backstabbing son of a bitch!
Don't be stupid.|Take the fight!
Shut up, dead man!|Shut the fuck up!
Fuck you!
I have good news.
Tell me.
I'm so bloody excited, George.
Why?
Why?
You're going to fight|Boyka, that's why.
Hey...
You don't need|a cornerman, do you?
Why, you got|somebody in mind?
George...
I'm the only one you|can trust around here...
you know that, don't you?
Can I ask you something, George?
What?
If you got out of here...
what's the first thing you'd do?
You mean "when" I get|out of here, right?
Of course.
I don't know, Stevie.
I'd try to see my wife.
You're married?
I like to think so.
She ever visit you here?
Once.
She's got a boyfriend now.
Commodities or something.
That's messed up, Stevie.
Doesn't hurt anymore.
Used to, you know?
Not anymore.
When are you getting|out of here, man?
Ohh...
twelve years.
Damn!
Stevie...
you ever think about|cleaning your shit up?
What for?
Wow.
See, Stevie,|don't hold it like that.
Hold it like this.|You hold it like this...
you'll rip your shoulder|out of the socket.
So hold it like that,|you got it?
- I think so.|- Don't worry.
All right. Jab.
Cross.
Jab.
Cross... jab.
I'm gonna crush you
Thank you much
You can't compete with me,|I'm gonna flush you
Send you out to sea,|so take a number, line 'em up
I'll cut you down like a tree,|I'm gonna crush you
Flatten out your brain,|gonna rush you
You gonna get such pain,|they're gonna brush you
Dust you off the ring
Bow down low 'cause there|can only be one king
I'm dropping bombs on you|like a blitzkrieg crew
And you can't see through|the fog of this storm of power
'Cause I am the man|of your life's last hour
You gonna feel my game|until you scream
Ugh.
Hey. Hey.
Hey!
Hey!!
Oh, for fuck's sake, man.
I did everything|you asked, didn't l?
He's going to fight.
We have one more job for you.
Understand?!
Ha ha ha!
How did I do?
Not bad.
Time.
Let's do this.
Have our friend in London...
put half a million on Boyka.
Boyka?
But, sir, 80% of the money|coming in is on the American.
Whatever you say, sir.
Gentlemen!
The fight you've|all been waiting for.
To my right, fighting|out of the United States...
with a record of 38 victories...
and no defeats...
George...
Iceman Chambeeeers!
And to my left...
a man who needs no introduction.
Our...own...
undisputed champion...
Uri...
Boyka!
Boyka! Boyka!
Boyka! Boyka!
Boyka! Boyka! Boyka!
Boyka! Boyka!
Gentlemen, remember...
no biting, no eye gouging,|and no hair pulling.
I'll beat you at your own game.
Fists only.
Just don't bleed on me too much.
Fight!
Boyka! Boyka!
Uh! Uh! Uh!
Boyka! Boyka! Boyka!
- Unh! Unh!|- Ah!
Kill him! Come on!|Come on! Kill him!
Unh! Unh! Unh! Unh!
Ow!
Mmf! Uh! Uh!
Unh!
Keep your hands up!
Unh!
Ugh!
Ugh!
Unh!
Ugh!
Oh!
One!
Two!
Three!
Four!
Argh!
Hey!
Boyka! Boyka! Boyka!
Boyka! Boyka!
Argh!
Boyka! Boyka!
Yaah! Yaah! Yaah!
- Ugh!|- Argh!
- Unh!|- Yah!
Ow!
Yaah! Ugh! Ugh!
Argh!
Ugh!
Towel.
Bucket.
Water.
Come on, Stevie!
Argh!
Boyka! Boyka!
Fight!
- Unh!|- Yaah!
Ugh!
Boyka! Boyka!
Unh!
Ugh, uh!
Ow!
Ugh!
Uh!
Boyka! Boyka!
Boyka! Boyka! Boyka!
Boyka! Boyka! Boyka!
Uh!
Ugh!
What happened?
You were drugged.
Stevie.
That motherfucker!
That's your ass, Stevie.
You son of a bitch!
Stevie!
Oh...Ugh.
Man!
Goddamn it, Stevie.
You fuckin' pussy, get up!
I am pussy?
Ha ha ha!
I am pussy?|Look at your face!
You are a fuckin' pussy.
That fight was bullshit|and you know it.
You had Stevie drug me,|and that's how you won.
I am the best fighter|in the world.
I do not need your junkie|friend to help me win.
Can you believe|this fuckin' American?
You drug your opponents and|you call yourself a fighter?
I do not know what|you're talking about.
You make big excuse|because you lose!
You should be happy|I did not finish you.
You guys can't get|enough of each other.
Move over back to your cell.
Man, fuck you!|You said I'd get out.
I know nothing about|this arrangement, George,
but surely, I'll look into it.
You lying mother--!
Ow!
You told me I was gonna|get out of here! Get off me! Get off!
To the pole!
Ugh! I'm gonna|have your ass, punk!
I'm gonna have|your ass, punk!
Wait till I get outta here!|Yeah, you, punk! You!
Markov!|You motherfuck--!
You understand|what I'm--unh!
You--! Unh!
Ow!
Ow! Ugh!
There's a rumor.
The American was given a bottle|of water with something in it.
I'm told you know|something about it.
Boyka...no.
Is it true?
Answer him.
But--
Look at this!
Look!
Egyptians!
Greeks! Asians!|American boxers!
All made fighting|into a science.
Ugh!
I am the next stage.
And you think I need you...
to drug my opponents?
Wipe this fuckin' trash|off my floor.
Listen.
I was wondering when you're|planning on releasing him.
I mean, since the deal is done.
Since when did you start...
caring about Mr. Chambers, Phil?
Well, it's not that.
It's just, people are|starting to ask questions.
Questions.
What do you want, Phil?
Well, given the, uh...
unexpected hassles,|the delays...
I'd like another 250.
Ah, ok. 250 it is.
Oh! That's great.
Thank you.
I guess this is good-bye, then.
Have a nice trip, Mr. Gold.
Thank you.
Oh!
Now what?
What the hell|you looking at?
It has been brought|to my attention...
that a few of you|have been interfering...
with the punishment|of inmate Chambers.
All those responsible...
identify themselves now|by raising their hands.
Step forward!
Anyone else?
Ah-ha.
I see.
Very cute.
So now you'll stand out here...
in the fucking cold|and think about it!
Shut up. I told you|to do nothing...
nothing without asking me first.
Shut the fuck up!
If anything happens to him...
I will strip you naked...
and hang you by the balls|from the watchtower.
- Heh.|- Open the door.
- Gaga--|- Now, Vlad!
It was never meant|you'd be put out...
in the cold like that,|Mr. Chambers. I apologize.
We had a deal.|I fight, I go free.
No, the deal was...
you win, you go free.
I was drugged and you know it.
Yeah. Yeah, I know.
Maybe next time you fight Boyka...
you should pick|a better cornerman.
Fuck you!
There ain't gonna be|a next time.
Listen to me, George.|It's very simple.
I make my money.|You make your exit.
Fuck you!
Fuck me?
As you wish.
Enjoy the rest|of your stay here...
Mr. Chambers.
Hold on.
No drugs.
Not me, not Boyka.
We fight straight up.
Of course.
Look, George...
keeping you here any longer|is a bit of a hassle for me.
You're, uh, too visible.
All I want is one more fight.
One.
And Phil?
Heh.
You don't have|to worry about Phil.
Where he is, money...heh...
Money is not a factor.
Anything else I can do|for you, Mr. Chambers?
Yeah.
I'm gonna need one|more thing from you.
George?
You know where|this coat come from?
'Cause I hear it come from...
selfish asshole who never|does anything for anyone else.
Why?
Why you think?
It's cold as a motherfucker|around here.
You know, George,|I saw first fight.
I saw something|in first round.
Something|in your eyes.
Before you started|to look drunk.
Ok, Crot,|what did you see?
What did you see, George?
Tsk.
OK.
Maybe I underestimated|the guy a little bit.
But I know how he fights now.
And that same stuff ain't|gonna work on me a second time.
I'm gonna figure somethin' out.
Maybe...you need a little help.
Oh, you gonna help me?
I'm no fighter, George.
But I was once trained|how to hurt people.
I know a thing or two|about grappling...
military close combat.
Things you might need|in this type of fight.
You know what, Crot?|Thanks, but I'm OK.
Hey, this is all|street fighting anyway,
and that's what I'm from.
I'll just go home on his ass.
Besides, all that kickboxing|and grappling stuff...
- it's overrated.|- Aah!
I move weight like a freight|truck, build the muscle
You can't escape your fate,|we ain't scared to tussle
Aaah!
I put the pressure|on your offense
You can't advance,|I'm a pro
Hit the bench, bro,|you had your chance
Do my dance in the end zone,|and hone my skill
If I don't take it|all the way, no one will
Get back, you outta line,|you outta your mind
You outta time,|keep searching, brotha
How do you find|another man
As efficient|as this machine I am?
Beat me at my own game, huh?
I'm gonna beat you at yours.
Hmm.
Now listen, George.
Man is like pyramid...
but upside down.
You cut his legs--|Finish.
OK.|How do we...begin?
Now get on top of me.
Sorry, man, I'm just|not attracted to you.
Maybe it's the beard.
You want to train|or you want to joke?
Bring it on
And I'm ready to eat
So if you're scared,|get outta here
Before you get beat
Bring it on
Yeah, the heat is on
You better get|your best to the plate
Or it be the gong
Calculate the magnitude
Of the situation|you're facing
No time for pacing,|there's no time for wastin'
Unh!
So this is a basic arm lock.
When you punch, I grab.
I wrap arm.
Put pressure, you see?
You know the old man|is training the American?
Is that supposed to scare me?
He can learn any fucking|thing he wants.
Yaah!
He's still not going|to leave that ring alive.
Bring it on
Do you accept the challenge?
Bring it on
I'm-a test your balance
- Argh!|- Bring it on
You can't stand the violence
Bring it on
Put your tail between|your legs, leave in silence
- Bring it on |- Argh!
You can't handle the heat
Bring it on
Hey, man, sorry. Uh--
No, it's OK.
Potato vodka.
I make it in my toilet.
No, man, I'm gonna pass.
Of course, you are in training.
So what's up|with the photograph?
She's beautiful, isn't she?
Who is she?
My niece.
She's almost nineteen, now.
She ever visit you here?
No.
Never.
Why not?
She doesn't know that I'm here...
that I exist.
I never want her|to come to this place.
Hey, I was just wondering...
what happened?
How did you get yourself|in this place?
When I was in the army...
my younger brother...
he robbed party headquarters|near our house.
It happened when|I was home on leave.
He come home one day...
and I see it in his eyes.
He tells me he just|made a big mistake.
- Your brother?|- Yes.
Well, why the hell isn't|he here instead of you?
Victor was brilliant.
He had a future...
And a wife.
A pregnant wife.
Me?
I was only a trained|killer for Brezhnev.
So...
you basically traded|your life for his.
No, no.
I-I was given only four|years for the robbery.
But when I got here they|tried to drive me crazy.
So finally, I decided to escape.
I tried twice, actually.
The second time|there was a fight.
A guard got killed.
I was also shot, paralyzed.
They put me here in solitary.
Soviet style.
You see, George?
I accepted my reality.
This is where I belong.
And this is where I will die.
I don't get it, Crot.
It's Nikolai.
Huh?
My name, it's Nikolai.
And I know you don't get it.
Oh, yeah
Argh!
It's an illusion
Ugh!
Ow!
Ugh!
- Ow!|- Argh!
Argh!
Now on top of shoulder.
Lock with head.
Now press on top of knee.
Press, George.
Harder!
If I press any harder|it's gonna break.
Good, maybe I start|to feel the leg again.
Boyka.
Boyka.
Chambers.
Chambers.
Boyka.
Chambers.
Chambers.
You are trippin'.
Tonight, I settle it forever.
I beat this man again...
then there is no question.
I'm the most complete|fighter in the world.
Remember, George...
when fight is over...
you need to leave fast.|Don't look back.
Listen...
Nikolai, l, uh...
- I'm glad that--|- No, shut up.
Stay mean for fight.
Yeah, you're right.
I'll see you later.
George...
I'm glad, too.
Once again, please welcome...
former Heavyweight Boxing|Champion of the World...
George...
Iceman Chambeeers!
Chambers! Chambers!
And now, let's welcome...
our own undefeated|Heavyweight Champion...
Uri Boykaaaaa!
Boyka! Boyka!
Boyka! Boyka!
Chambers! Chambers! Chambers!
- Boyka! Boyka!|- Chambers!
Boyka! Boyka!
Fight!
Unh!
- Unh! Ah!|- Uh!
Unh! Unh! Unh!
Argh! Unh!
Ugh!
Argh!
Yeah!
Unh!
- Argh!|- Unh!
Argh!
- Unh! Ah!|- Uh!
Argh!
Ugh!
Move in!
Boyka! Boyka!
- Argh!|- Yah!
Ugh!
Ugh! Ugh! Ugh!
Argh!
Ow!
Stop! Round's over!
Not bad for first round, George.
But why you don't|use your new technique?
I'm working on it.
Boyka, make him wait.
Remember, take his leg.
Fight!
Unh!
Argh!
Unh! Uh!
Unh! Ugh!
Arrrgh!
Ugh! Unh!
- Argh!|- Ow!
Ugh!
Boyka! Boyka! Boyka!
Boyka! Boyka!
Unh!
Ow!
Arrrgh!
Argh!
Argh!
Argh!
Take him!
Argh!
Listen to me, George.
You must finish him...
or you will rot in|this stinking hole...
for the rest of your life.
Like me!
- Go!|- Ugh!
I am the champion.
They will never let you|out of here.
Do you understand me, George?
What are you waiting for?
The bell.
Argh!
Ow!
Yaaah!
You can't advance,|I'm the storm at night
Bring it on|and be ready to fight
Do you accept|the challenge?
Bring it on
I'm-a test your balance
Bring it on
You can't stand|the violence
- Ow!|- Bring it on
So put your tail between your|legs and run off in silence
Bring it on
You can't handle the heat
Bring it on
This cannibal|is hungry for meat
Bring it on
And I'm ready to eat,|so if you're scared
Get outta here|before you get beat
Bring it on
Chambers! Chambers!
Is to shine more bright|in the sunlight
I'm the storm at night
Bring it on|and be ready to fight
Do you accept the challenge?
Unh!
Argh!|Argh!
Now on top of shoulder.
Argh!
Lock with head.
Argh!
Argh!
Press harder!
Fuck you!
Argh!
Press, George.
Harder.
Ugh!
If I press any harder|it's gonna break.
I'll kill you,|motherfucker!
Aaaah!
- Yes!|- Aaah!
Aaah!
Aaaargh!
Argh!
Aah!
Don't touch me!
Chambers! Chambers! Chambers!
Chambers! Chambers!
Chambers! Chambers! Chambers!
Chambers! Chambers!
Chambers! Chambers! Chambers!
Chambers! Chambers!|Chambers! Chambers!
Chambers! Chambers!
You made a fortune.
Yeah. I had a feeling|our luck would change.
Hmm?
Chambers! Chambers!
Congratulations, Mr. Chambers.
I'm outta here, right?
Yes, you are.
One moment.
What's this?
Your cut.
Listen, George,|it was never my intention...
to make your stay here|so unpleasant.
I'm sorry for that.|One more moment.
Do you mind if we take|a photo together, me and you?
Not for me. My nephew.
Big fan of yours.
Let me tell you something.
I'm not gonna forget|what you did to me.
Ever.
And I will see you again.
That's my word.
But right now...
I'd like to get|the hell out of here.
Sure.
One moment.
Where the fuck is he going now?
I wouldn't try anything|stupid, Mr. Chambers.
There are guards outside.
Relax, I just need to talk|to you about something.
What?
I wanna make a deal.
Came to say good-bye, huh?
Yeah.
You did well.
I did all right.
Do you still have|that jacket I got you?
Of course.
I will hold on to it forever.
Well, now that's up to you...
but you better grab it|and put it on right now.
Why?
Because, Nikolai...
there's an 18-year-old girl|who needs to meet her uncle.
And it's cold as|a motherfucker out there.
I don't know about this, George.
It's all right, Nikolai.
You got a lot of time|to let it sink in now.
I'm telling you, George,|it's a mistake.
No, it ain't.
No, I can't.
Ah! Yes, you can.
No, I can't.
- Go.|- Oh, George.
Oh
I move weight like a freight|truck, build the muscle
You can't escape your fate,|we ain't scared to tussle
I put the pressure on your|offense, you can't advance
I'm a pro, hit the bench, bro,|you had your chance
Do that dance in the end zone|and hone my skill
If I don't take it|all the way, no one will
Get back, you outta line,|you outta your mind
You outta time,|keep searching, brotha
How do you find|another man
As efficient|as this machine I am?
I was born immortal,|to be the king of the sport, a portal
Just follow me|to the next dimension
You get lifted like|these plates I'm benchin'
Go ahead,|put your two cents in
Your worries|are worthless
Takes a strong-like mind|to understand my purpose
It's to shine|more bright than sunlight
I'm the storm at night
Bring it on,|if you ready to fight
Bring it on
Do you accept the challenge?
Bring it on
I'm-a test your balance
Bring it on
You can't stand the violence
So put your tail between|your legs and leave in silence
Bring it on
You can't handle the heat
Bring it on
This cannibal|is hungry for meat
Bring it on
And I'm ready to eat,|so if you're scared
Get outta here|before you get beat
Bring it on
Yeah, the heat is on
You better get your best|to the plate or it be the gong
Calculate the magnitude of|the situation you're facing
No time for pacin',|there's no time for wastin'
What, you thought|it would be a cake walk?
I won't make it easy|for you to hate-talk
The trash is big
No, I couldn't let|you do it no longer
So I built up mass|and my passion is stronger
To the point that|I need an extra me to hold it
So think|that you could try
But ain't no need|to fold it
Or bend it any which way,|nothing is happening
Just me groovin' here,|I'm-a keep on rappin'
And then the competition has|to retire, no other chance
Who can do it like I do it?|No other voice
If you need some help, call|the doctor, get some medicine
I'll expire you,|bring you back to life
And make you dead again
Bring it on
Do you accept the challenge?
Bring it on
I'm-a test your balance
Bring it on
You can't stand the violence
Bring it on
So put your tail between your|legs and leave in silence
Bring it on
You can't handle the heat
Bring it on
This cannibal|is hungry for meat
Bring it on
And I'm ready to eat,|so if you're scared
Get outta here,|before you get beat
Bring it on
Show me the money,|show me the glory
Gimme a second|to demonstrate
Let me tell you the story
Do me a favor, pretend my name|wasn't in the street
If you my homie
You won't have no problem|holding this heat
If you my enemy,|then stay away
You gets no love
lmagine your soul escaping,|just floatin' above
Another day, another dollar,|earned the paper real slick
Ah, it doesn't matter|if it's illegitimate
Either way we're gonna get|what we want and get it quick
If you in the way, you feel|the contents of this clip
I'm not a gangsta, but I know|gangstas belong in the dump
I'm not a softie,|come on, let me see you
Show you a chump
Not a little boy talkin'|big man talk, neither
I'm a cold brotha, never|catch me without a heater
You want drama, I've got it|for you like it was Broadway
Didn't wanna miss a night, you|have to learn it the hard way
Bring it on
Do you accept the challenge?
Bring it on
I'm-a test your balance
Bring it on
You can't stand the violence
So put your tail between|your legs and leave in silence
Bring it on
You can't stand the violence
So put your tail between your|legs and leave in silence
Bring it on
You can't handle the heat
Bring it on
This cannibal|is hungry for meat
Bring it on
And I'm ready to eat,|so if you're scared
Get outta here|before you get beat
Are you ready?
Get the fuck out of here!
Stop! Nyet! Nyet! Nyet!
"Jrabbren"
I said "krabren".
No! No!
Jrabbren.
J-j-j--|I can't say that shit!
Hey, Phil!
How many times we got|to go through that?
Could we just change|that last line?
We'll have to do it again.
Man, fuck this shit!
Hold on.
George... Listen to me.
You're not the champ anymore,|you understand me?
In fact, right now|all you are is broke.
Now, we traveled a long way.
I'm trying to get you|back on your feet.
I'm trying to get you paid.
So do me this favor.
Please, just do what he asks.
Let's give it another shot, huh?
- But listen--|- No, no, no.
No "but listen".
You just do your job, we smile...
go out to dinner with|these corporate cocksuckers...
and you go home a richer man.
Money, money, money
Whoa.
Hmm.
Oops!
Our customers are very excited.
When the hell does|the fight start?
It should start any second.
What are we giving?
The bets from the clubs|are 5 to 1, Boyka.
Markov says this, uh, new fighter|is extremely good.
Heard that one before.
Boyka! Boyka! Boyka!
Boyka! Boyka!|Boyka! Boyka!
Boyka, Boyka!
Good evening,|ladies and gentlemen.
Broadcasting|live and exclusively...
to select establishments|across Russia and Europe.
In this evening's bout...
weighing in at 104 kilos...
fighting out of Kyrov|penitentiary in Siberia...
with a record of 14 wins|and no defeats...
convicted of|second degree homicide...
our challenger...
Arkady Daviiiic!
And defending|his unbeaten run...
of 34 consecutive fights|without defeat...
convicted of 3 counts of|homicide in the first degree...
weighing in at 92 kilos...
our own undisputed champion...
Uri Boyka!|Boyka, Boyka, Boyka!
Boyka, Boyka!
Boyka, Boyka, Boyka!
Boyka, Boyka!
Boyka! Boyka! Boyka!
Gentlemen, remember...
no biting, no eye gouging,|and no hair pulling.
Fight!
Uh!
Unh! Ah!
- Uh! Argh!|- Ah!
Boyka, Boyka, Boyka!
- Ha!|- Unh!
Argh!
- Argh!|- Boyka!
Aaah!
Uh!
Ugh! Uh!
Uh!
Argh!
Argh!
Unh! Oh!
Bah!
Boyka, Boyka!
Boyka, Boyka!
To success!
Here he is.
Excuse me.
George, you are an hour|late for the dinner.
Oh, my bad. I forgot|all about this dinner.
Mr. Chambers.
The ad execs are|getting pissed off.
Come in. Have a drink. We'll go.
All right.|Let me change clothes.
- Gimme 10 minutes.|- 10 minutes?
On top of an hour?
Hey, listen, this brown nosing|and breaking bread bullshit--
That's your job.|I did mine already.
They can kiss this ass.
Tell you what, 20 minutes.
Raah!
Argh!
Uh!
Uh!
Argh!
Unh! Uh!
Ah!
Argh!
- Unh!|- Yes!
- Unh!|- Argh!
Argh!
Get up! Finish him!
Now!
Aaaah!
Boyka! Boyka! Boyka!
Unh!
Uh! Oh!
Argh!
Uh! Ugh!
What the fuck are|you doing in my--
Ugh!
Boyka, Boyka, Boyka!
Stop!
Boyka, Boyka!
Argh!
Uh!
Argh!
Unh!
Boyka, Boyka, Boyka!
Raaah!
Raah!
Boyka, Boyka, Boyka!
There.
If we cannot get|better odds against Boyka...
we will have to shut down|by spring.
It cannot keep|going on like this.
Don't worry. It won't.
They said nobody saw|these guys, George.
What, they ain't got|no surveillance cameras out here?
I don't know.
You really don't think|I did this shit.
Another easy fight, eh, champ?
No one's ever|gonna stop you, huh?
When you get out|of here some day...
you'll be the richest man|in Kiev.
I just hope|you'll remember me--
Aah!
It was an accident.
Put out your hand.
No.
Boyka.
Did you hear?
Hear what?
He is coming.
The police is already|in his room.
He'll be here|tomorrow.
Aaah!
This is your Bible?
Why, yes, sir.
I take the Good Book|with me everywhere I go.
Mmm.
That is not mine.
Then this must|not be yours, too.
No, it isn't.
What the hell|is going on here?
They're setting me up.
American boxer George Chambers|has been transferred...
to a maximum security|jail to await charges.
Convicted of a controversial|assault charge 6 years ago...
the former Heavyweight Champion|of the World was also cautioned...
in 1993 over the possession|of illegal painkillers.
Our sources have indicated|that the quantity...
of narcotics involved|is well over the threshold...
for a trafficking charge.
This is Maria Alonso|reporting from Russia.
He just arrived.
Fuck are y'all lookin' at?
Yeah.
Good evening, Mr. Chambers.
I trust your journey|wasn't too uncomfortable.
Now, you and I both know you don't|give a damn how my journey was.
I understand you have|been to prison before...
in the United States.
And don't pretend|that you don't know...
who the hell I am, either.
I was a big fan of yours...
during height of your career.
In fact, we all are very|excited you are here.
Don't get too excited,|'cause I plan on walking...
straight outta here as soon as|this shit's straightened out.
Perhaps.
But in the meantime...
you should know that|in this facility...
we think very highly of fighters.
In fact, we even have|our own champion.
You ain't hearing me,|Colonel Klink.
I told you. I don't plan|on staying here long.
Fuck y'all. Heat this shit up.
You take shower now.
Go...fuck...yourself.
Ugh!
Ugh!
Argh! Ow!
Ugh!
Ugh!
Hmm.
Ha ha ha!
Champ, gift from Boyka.|Warm piss.
- Unh!|- Ugh!
Argh!
Ugh!
Unh!
Argh!
Oh!
Are you all right, chum?
Turn around, get the fuck|out of my face!
Got it.
Ugh!|This is bullshit!
I don't mean|to bother you, but...
you better get up.
Look, if you|don't leave your cell...
when they unlock the door,|they'll lock it again.
You won't eat or get air|for the rest of the day.
Not that either|of those things...
are particularly|pleasant out here.
Yo, dude...
Iet's get one thing straight.
Now, I don't need to learn|the ropes around here...
you feel me?
Sure, Mr. Chambers.
Of course.
Move!
Hey, man, what the fuck?|Man, you blind, too?
Ignore him.
He's a bit crazy.
Been here too long,|you know what I mean?
Lives underground. Only|comes up here at mealtimes.
Not exactly five star, is it?
Uh...do you mind|if I join you?
Yo, dude, why do you keep|staring at me like that?
I'm sorry.
It's just--
Well, it's incredible|that I'm sharing a cell...
with George Chambers here.
Steven Parker.
I suggest you stand up.
Unh!
Look, I don't want|to be pushy, man...
but you don't want|to mess with Boyka.
You, stand!
You stand up...now!
Mmf!
- Unh!|- Ugh!
Boyka, huh?
Now, what kind of|bitch ass name is that?
You were great champion. I know.
Long time ago. Long time.
But in here, I am the champion.
And you...
You are just my bi--
Raaah!
Let's go, motherfucker!
Bring it! Bring it!
Let's go right now!
Fuck you!
Why did you stop me?!
You think I'm afraid of|that fucking oaf?
Uri, I told you you'll|have your own shot at him.
I had my shot at him!
And then your guards|stepped in to save him!
How do you think that looks?!
Look, we help.
I didn't ask you.
You cannot stop me from|doing what I have to do.
No one wants to stop you.
We're just telling you|we have to be sure...
it is in the ring!
Argh!
Some bad news.
They're not offering bail.
Did you call Ruben in L.A.?
George, Ruben is|an American attorney.
He can't help with this.
Did you even call-- Listen.
You better tell me something|I wanna hear right now.
I've already been|to the embassy.
They're very upbeat.
But they're telling me|the process can take...
anywhere from a month--
A month?!
What the fuck|you talking about?!
Now, Phil, I swear to God...
you better turn around and|get me a team of lawyers...
and get me|the fuck out of here!
I will.
It's just gonna take|a little bit more time.
You fucking clown!
You know what it feels like|to be in here for nothing, huh?
You're bullshittin' me!
Just be patient, George!|I'm doing everything I can!
My dear friend, Markov.
So, where are we?
He's uncomfortable.
That's a good first step.
I don't need first steps.|I need them to fight.
There's already bad blood|between him and Boyka.
I think he'll--he'll-- he'll fight.
- You think?|- Yeah.
Well, that's a nice surprise.
"Think" isn't|good enough, Markov.
I have to start making|arrangements now.
Eh...sure.
Th-th-the only|problem is, eh,
this idiot hopes|he'll go free any day.
Yeah...
Well, I'll handle that.
You just take care|of the fight.
- And Markov...|- Yeah?
Don't disappoint me, ok?
I said, enough!
What the fuck's going on?!|Why are you doing this?!
Ugh!
Ow, unh!
Argh!
Ugh, uh!
Argh!
Unh!
Aah!
Aaargh!
Ow!
Ugh! Unh! Ugh!
Ow!
Thank you.
What the hell was that about?
Nothing.
But thanks for|your help anyway.
Well, don't take it|personally, junkie.
I just don't like seeing|people getting bullied.
Unless it's me|doing the bullying.
Listen, Mr. Chambers...
there's something you ought|to know about this place.
E-even when you're getting|out any day, of course.
What?
It's owned by the mob.
I mean...|One man, really.
He owns the cons,|he owns the cops.
Ha! He's name is Gaga.
Ha ha ha!
- Gaga?|- Yeah.
So why are you telling me?
Just thought it best|if--if--if--if you...
If I what?
Go with the program.
Best way to stay healthy.
Hey! I got my own way|of staying healthy.
What's that?
Knock the other|son of a bitch out...
before he gets a chance|to do it to me.
What happened?!
What?!
You think you come in here|and do what you want?!
Fuck you! This is my world.
Motherfucker,|keep your world.
I don't want this shit.
And anyway, why you talking|to me right now, man?
Either throw your hands|or step the fuck--
- If you're so tough, then fight me!|- Bitch ass motherfucker!
In the ring!
Man, fuck the ring!
We can do this shit right now.
Bitch-ass punk!
Fuck you! Fight me in the ring!
Right now!|I'll take you right here!
- Come on!|- Come on!
What you got for me?
Fuck you!
I'll fight you right now,|motherfucker! Come on!
- In the ring!|- Fuck that!
You have to concentrate|on one fight at a time.
Forget the American--
Shut up! Do your fucking job!
Heavyweight Champion|of the World.
I'll rip his fucking head off!
Of course you will.
But tonight you rip|someone else's head off, ok?
Shut up!
Boyka.
So what are the bets?
and another 20 across 4 and 5.
Could be a lot better.|Give me the phone.
Markov.
What the hell's going on?
Fight starts in 15 minutes.
I'm walking to|the arena right now.
That's not what|I'm talking about.
What the fuck's going|on with Chambers?
We're doing everything|we can, Gaga.
You better do more, my friend.|You better do more, understand?
Yes.
Boyka, Boyka!
Fight!
Unh!
Unh! Ugh!
Ugh!
Boyka! Boyka!
Raaah!
Boyka! Boyka!
Unh!
Unh! Uh!
Arghhh.
Unh!
Raah!
Boyka!
Ugh!
Unh! Ah!
Uh!
Ow!
Argh! Argh!
Boyka!
Unh! Ow!
Argh!
Ow!
Boyka! Boyka! Boyka!
Unh! Yaah!
Yah!
Ow!
Arrrrgh!
Unh! Unh!
Ow!
Unh!
Boyka! Boyka! Boyka!
Boyka! Boyka!
Unh!
Boyka! Boyka!
Unh! Unh! Unh!
Stop! Stop!
Unh!
Unh! Unh! Unh! Unh!
Argh!
Argh!
Unh!
Warden wants to see you.
Only person I wanna see|is from the U.S. embassy.
You see warden now.
Ugh!
Motherfuck--!
Ugh!
That's enough.
Mr. Chambers...
you are making things|very difficult on yourself.
There's a way you can make|your time here much easier.
You've seen now|our resident champion...
Uri Boyka, in action.
We want to arrange a fight|between the two of you.
I ain't fighting, man!
I wouldn't take part in|this circus brawl bullshit...
you got going on here anyway.
The hell you call that shit?
A sport?
As I was saying,|if you fight...
you'll find that|things could become...
much more pleasant|around here.
Who knows? You could|even find yourself...
on a plane heading home.
Fine. Have it your way.
Sewage duct for whole prison.
Very old.
Clogged every day.
Go!
Uh, hell no!
Go!
Get that shit out of my face!
Go get it.
Fuck you!
If you don't work,|then we'll make you work.
Heh.
What?
Don't give these|gorillas an excuse.
It's not worth it.
Give me number.
On your shovel.
Eighteen.
You bring it back to me|when you've finished each day.
Make sure you clean the shit|before you give it back.
Not bad for|an old Russian dude.
I've had time to practice.
Oh, Christ!
Man, you truly stink.
Fuck you.
Maybe I should ask|for a gas mask.
Or maybe transfer|to another cell.
What, and miss out on|my sparkling conversation?
Looks like Crot gave you|quite a hard time.
Who?
The guy in the wheelchair, Crot.
Crot is Russian for mole.
You know...
that guy used to be a commando|in the Russian army.
I'm told that he was quite|a mean motherfucker back then.
He even killed a prison guard.
That old dude?
Yeah.
There's no way they're gonna|let him out of this shit hole.
Hmm.
But you, on the other hand...
you're one of the lucky few|that does have a way out.
Yeah? How so?
Take Markov's offer.|Fight Boyka.
Jesus, don't you|guys ever sleep?
Aah!
Look at you, junkie fuck.
C-can't--
Argh!
You're lucky|to still be breathing.
Unh.
If he doesn't fight soon,|your luck will end.
Ah!
We bring you a message|from Boyka.
Argh!
Unh! Ow!
Ow!
Ugh!
Aah!
Argh!
Hey!
Ugh!
Argh!
Ow!
Unh!
Oh!
Uh!
- Uh!|- Uh!
Ow!
Ow!
Argh!
Move.
Move.
Ugh!
Argh!
Enjoy your new home.
What?
He's in the hole.
People change their minds|in that place.
Good.
Ugh.
Ow!
Hey.
Stand up.
Stand up. I have soup.
Pills.
Chew and swallow.
Help with your fever.
Why are you doing this?
Shut up and drink.
And take this, too.
Hey.
Why are you doing this?
Why do you care why I do it?
'Cause where I'm from,|ain't nothin' free. Why?
You never help anyone?
Probably not.
Motherfucker,|you don't know me.
That's why I bought|my mother a ten-bedroom house.
I don't do for nobody, shit.
You probably do|that for you, too.
Hey, you know what|your problem is, old man?
You been here too long.|You lost touch with reality.
Your problem is that you're|not accepting reality.
Reality is, I was framed.
I don't belong here.
And I ain't gonna|be here much longer.
You still don't understand.
They will never|let you out of here.
Get him cleaned up.
It is Beluga caviar.
Looks like rat shit to me.
Smells like it, too.
Do you know who I am,|Mr. Chambers?
You're the big dog, right?
Yeah. I'm the big dog.
Ruff! Heh.
I am the big dog|that brought you here.
So...Mr. Big Dog...
what makes you think|I won't jump up there...
and make you a dead dog?
Because I know|you're not stupid.
Let me explain something|to you, Mr. Chambers.
I'm a business man.
And, uh, this is|a business situation.
Please.
I brought you here.|I can let you out.
The choice...is yours.
You want me to fight|that clown Boyka, right?
It will make me|very happy, yeah.
And if I don't?
Well...
you could end up in this place|for a very long time.
Maybe meet with an accident.|Perhaps stay forever.
Well as we speak, I got|my man working on turning...
this thing into the biggest|media circus you ever seen.
Your man?
Which one is this?
My manager.
Phil, what the fuck|are you doing up--
Listen, George, everything|is going to be all right.
Gaga here has a great plan.
We're all gonna make|a ton of money.
Oh, shit.
They told me the whole thing|would be quick.
That you'd be out in a week.
The money is huge. It's what|we've been waiting for.
You just need to stop being|so goddamned stubborn...
and take the fight.
Motherfucker! I'll kill|your motherfuckin' ass!
Backstabbing son of a bitch!
Don't be stupid.|Take the fight!
Shut up, dead man!|Shut the fuck up!
Fuck you!
I have good news.
Tell me.
I'm so bloody excited, George.
Why?
Why?
You're going to fight|Boyka, that's why.
Hey...
You don't need|a cornerman, do you?
Why, you got|somebody in mind?
George...
I'm the only one you|can trust around here...
you know that, don't you?
Can I ask you something, George?
What?
If you got out of here...
what's the first thing you'd do?
You mean "when" I get|out of here, right?
Of course.
I don't know, Stevie.
I'd try to see my wife.
You're married?
I like to think so.
She ever visit you here?
Once.
She's got a boyfriend now.
Commodities or something.
That's messed up, Stevie.
Doesn't hurt anymore.
Used to, you know?
Not anymore.
When are you getting|out of here, man?
Ohh...
twelve years.
Damn!
Stevie...
you ever think about|cleaning your shit up?
What for?
Wow.
See, Stevie,|don't hold it like that.
Hold it like this.|You hold it like this...
you'll rip your shoulder|out of the socket.
So hold it like that,|you got it?
- I think so.|- Don't worry.
All right. Jab.
Cross.
Jab.
Cross... jab.
I'm gonna crush you
Thank you much
You can't compete with me,|I'm gonna flush you
Send you out to sea,|so take a number, line 'em up
I'll cut you down like a tree,|I'm gonna crush you
Flatten out your brain,|gonna rush you
You gonna get such pain,|they're gonna brush you
Dust you off the ring
Bow down low 'cause there|can only be one king
I'm dropping bombs on you|like a blitzkrieg crew
And you can't see through|the fog of this storm of power
'Cause I am the man|of your life's last hour
You gonna feel my game|until you scream
Ugh.
Hey. Hey.
Hey!
Hey!!
Oh, for fuck's sake, man.
I did everything|you asked, didn't l?
He's going to fight.
We have one more job for you.
Understand?!
Ha ha ha!
How did I do?
Not bad.
Time.
Let's do this.
Have our friend in London...
put half a million on Boyka.
Boyka?
But, sir, 80% of the money|coming in is on the American.
Whatever you say, sir.
Gentlemen!
The fight you've|all been waiting for.
To my right, fighting|out of the United States...
with a record of 38 victories...
and no defeats...
George...
Iceman Chambeeeers!
And to my left...
a man who needs no introduction.
Our...own...
undisputed champion...
Uri...
Boyka!
Boyka! Boyka!
Boyka! Boyka!
Boyka! Boyka! Boyka!
Boyka! Boyka!
Gentlemen, remember...
no biting, no eye gouging,|and no hair pulling.
I'll beat you at your own game.
Fists only.
Just don't bleed on me too much.
Fight!
Boyka! Boyka!
Uh! Uh! Uh!
Boyka! Boyka! Boyka!
- Unh! Unh!|- Ah!
Kill him! Come on!|Come on! Kill him!
Unh! Unh! Unh! Unh!
Ow!
Mmf! Uh! Uh!
Unh!
Keep your hands up!
Unh!
Ugh!
Ugh!
Unh!
Ugh!
Oh!
One!
Two!
Three!
Four!
Argh!
Hey!
Boyka! Boyka! Boyka!
Boyka! Boyka!
Argh!
Boyka! Boyka!
Yaah! Yaah! Yaah!
- Ugh!|- Argh!
- Unh!|- Yah!
Ow!
Yaah! Ugh! Ugh!
Argh!
Ugh!
Towel.
Bucket.
Water.
Come on, Stevie!
Argh!
Boyka! Boyka!
Fight!
- Unh!|- Yaah!
Ugh!
Boyka! Boyka!
Unh!
Ugh, uh!
Ow!
Ugh!
Uh!
Boyka! Boyka!
Boyka! Boyka! Boyka!
Boyka! Boyka! Boyka!
Uh!
Ugh!
What happened?
You were drugged.
Stevie.
That motherfucker!
That's your ass, Stevie.
You son of a bitch!
Stevie!
Oh...Ugh.
Man!
Goddamn it, Stevie.
You fuckin' pussy, get up!
I am pussy?
Ha ha ha!
I am pussy?|Look at your face!
You are a fuckin' pussy.
That fight was bullshit|and you know it.
You had Stevie drug me,|and that's how you won.
I am the best fighter|in the world.
I do not need your junkie|friend to help me win.
Can you believe|this fuckin' American?
You drug your opponents and|you call yourself a fighter?
I do not know what|you're talking about.
You make big excuse|because you lose!
You should be happy|I did not finish you.
You guys can't get|enough of each other.
Move over back to your cell.
Man, fuck you!|You said I'd get out.
I know nothing about|this arrangement, George,
but surely, I'll look into it.
You lying mother--!
Ow!
You told me I was gonna|get out of here! Get off me! Get off!
To the pole!
Ugh! I'm gonna|have your ass, punk!
I'm gonna have|your ass, punk!
Wait till I get outta here!|Yeah, you, punk! You!
Markov!|You motherfuck--!
You understand|what I'm--unh!
You--! Unh!
Ow!
Ow! Ugh!
There's a rumor.
The American was given a bottle|of water with something in it.
I'm told you know|something about it.
Boyka...no.
Is it true?
Answer him.
But--
Look at this!
Look!
Egyptians!
Greeks! Asians!|American boxers!
All made fighting|into a science.
Ugh!
I am the next stage.
And you think I need you...
to drug my opponents?
Wipe this fuckin' trash|off my floor.
Listen.
I was wondering when you're|planning on releasing him.
I mean, since the deal is done.
Since when did you start...
caring about Mr. Chambers, Phil?
Well, it's not that.
It's just, people are|starting to ask questions.
Questions.
What do you want, Phil?
Well, given the, uh...
unexpected hassles,|the delays...
I'd like another 250.
Ah, ok. 250 it is.
Oh! That's great.
Thank you.
I guess this is good-bye, then.
Have a nice trip, Mr. Gold.
Thank you.
Oh!
Now what?
What the hell|you looking at?
It has been brought|to my attention...
that a few of you|have been interfering...
with the punishment|of inmate Chambers.
All those responsible...
identify themselves now|by raising their hands.
Step forward!
Anyone else?
Ah-ha.
I see.
Very cute.
So now you'll stand out here...
in the fucking cold|and think about it!
Shut up. I told you|to do nothing...
nothing without asking me first.
Shut the fuck up!
If anything happens to him...
I will strip you naked...
and hang you by the balls|from the watchtower.
- Heh.|- Open the door.
- Gaga--|- Now, Vlad!
It was never meant|you'd be put out...
in the cold like that,|Mr. Chambers. I apologize.
We had a deal.|I fight, I go free.
No, the deal was...
you win, you go free.
I was drugged and you know it.
Yeah. Yeah, I know.
Maybe next time you fight Boyka...
you should pick|a better cornerman.
Fuck you!
There ain't gonna be|a next time.
Listen to me, George.|It's very simple.
I make my money.|You make your exit.
Fuck you!
Fuck me?
As you wish.
Enjoy the rest|of your stay here...
Mr. Chambers.
Hold on.
No drugs.
Not me, not Boyka.
We fight straight up.
Of course.
Look, George...
keeping you here any longer|is a bit of a hassle for me.
You're, uh, too visible.
All I want is one more fight.
One.
And Phil?
Heh.
You don't have|to worry about Phil.
Where he is, money...heh...
Money is not a factor.
Anything else I can do|for you, Mr. Chambers?
Yeah.
I'm gonna need one|more thing from you.
George?
You know where|this coat come from?
'Cause I hear it come from...
selfish asshole who never|does anything for anyone else.
Why?
Why you think?
It's cold as a motherfucker|around here.
You know, George,|I saw first fight.
I saw something|in first round.
Something|in your eyes.
Before you started|to look drunk.
Ok, Crot,|what did you see?
What did you see, George?
Tsk.
OK.
Maybe I underestimated|the guy a little bit.
But I know how he fights now.
And that same stuff ain't|gonna work on me a second time.
I'm gonna figure somethin' out.
Maybe...you need a little help.
Oh, you gonna help me?
I'm no fighter, George.
But I was once trained|how to hurt people.
I know a thing or two|about grappling...
military close combat.
Things you might need|in this type of fight.
You know what, Crot?|Thanks, but I'm OK.
Hey, this is all|street fighting anyway,
and that's what I'm from.
I'll just go home on his ass.
Besides, all that kickboxing|and grappling stuff...
- it's overrated.|- Aah!
I move weight like a freight|truck, build the muscle
You can't escape your fate,|we ain't scared to tussle
Aaah!
I put the pressure|on your offense
You can't advance,|I'm a pro
Hit the bench, bro,|you had your chance
Do my dance in the end zone,|and hone my skill
If I don't take it|all the way, no one will
Get back, you outta line,|you outta your mind
You outta time,|keep searching, brotha
How do you find|another man
As efficient|as this machine I am?
Beat me at my own game, huh?
I'm gonna beat you at yours.
Hmm.
Now listen, George.
Man is like pyramid...
but upside down.
You cut his legs--|Finish.
OK.|How do we...begin?
Now get on top of me.
Sorry, man, I'm just|not attracted to you.
Maybe it's the beard.
You want to train|or you want to joke?
Bring it on
And I'm ready to eat
So if you're scared,|get outta here
Before you get beat
Bring it on
Yeah, the heat is on
You better get|your best to the plate
Or it be the gong
Calculate the magnitude
Of the situation|you're facing
No time for pacing,|there's no time for wastin'
Unh!
So this is a basic arm lock.
When you punch, I grab.
I wrap arm.
Put pressure, you see?
You know the old man|is training the American?
Is that supposed to scare me?
He can learn any fucking|thing he wants.
Yaah!
He's still not going|to leave that ring alive.
Bring it on
Do you accept the challenge?
Bring it on
I'm-a test your balance
- Argh!|- Bring it on
You can't stand the violence
Bring it on
Put your tail between|your legs, leave in silence
- Bring it on |- Argh!
You can't handle the heat
Bring it on
Hey, man, sorry. Uh--
No, it's OK.
Potato vodka.
I make it in my toilet.
No, man, I'm gonna pass.
Of course, you are in training.
So what's up|with the photograph?
She's beautiful, isn't she?
Who is she?
My niece.
She's almost nineteen, now.
She ever visit you here?
No.
Never.
Why not?
She doesn't know that I'm here...
that I exist.
I never want her|to come to this place.
Hey, I was just wondering...
what happened?
How did you get yourself|in this place?
When I was in the army...
my younger brother...
he robbed party headquarters|near our house.
It happened when|I was home on leave.
He come home one day...
and I see it in his eyes.
He tells me he just|made a big mistake.
- Your brother?|- Yes.
Well, why the hell isn't|he here instead of you?
Victor was brilliant.
He had a future...
And a wife.
A pregnant wife.
Me?
I was only a trained|killer for Brezhnev.
So...
you basically traded|your life for his.
No, no.
I-I was given only four|years for the robbery.
But when I got here they|tried to drive me crazy.
So finally, I decided to escape.
I tried twice, actually.
The second time|there was a fight.
A guard got killed.
I was also shot, paralyzed.
They put me here in solitary.
Soviet style.
You see, George?
I accepted my reality.
This is where I belong.
And this is where I will die.
I don't get it, Crot.
It's Nikolai.
Huh?
My name, it's Nikolai.
And I know you don't get it.
Oh, yeah
Argh!
It's an illusion
Ugh!
Ow!
Ugh!
- Ow!|- Argh!
Argh!
Now on top of shoulder.
Lock with head.
Now press on top of knee.
Press, George.
Harder!
If I press any harder|it's gonna break.
Good, maybe I start|to feel the leg again.
Boyka.
Boyka.
Chambers.
Chambers.
Boyka.
Chambers.
Chambers.
You are trippin'.
Tonight, I settle it forever.
I beat this man again...
then there is no question.
I'm the most complete|fighter in the world.
Remember, George...
when fight is over...
you need to leave fast.|Don't look back.
Listen...
Nikolai, l, uh...
- I'm glad that--|- No, shut up.
Stay mean for fight.
Yeah, you're right.
I'll see you later.
George...
I'm glad, too.
Once again, please welcome...
former Heavyweight Boxing|Champion of the World...
George...
Iceman Chambeeers!
Chambers! Chambers!
And now, let's welcome...
our own undefeated|Heavyweight Champion...
Uri Boykaaaaa!
Boyka! Boyka!
Boyka! Boyka!
Chambers! Chambers! Chambers!
- Boyka! Boyka!|- Chambers!
Boyka! Boyka!
Fight!
Unh!
- Unh! Ah!|- Uh!
Unh! Unh! Unh!
Argh! Unh!
Ugh!
Argh!
Yeah!
Unh!
- Argh!|- Unh!
Argh!
- Unh! Ah!|- Uh!
Argh!
Ugh!
Move in!
Boyka! Boyka!
- Argh!|- Yah!
Ugh!
Ugh! Ugh! Ugh!
Argh!
Ow!
Stop! Round's over!
Not bad for first round, George.
But why you don't|use your new technique?
I'm working on it.
Boyka, make him wait.
Remember, take his leg.
Fight!
Unh!
Argh!
Unh! Uh!
Unh! Ugh!
Arrrgh!
Ugh! Unh!
- Argh!|- Ow!
Ugh!
Boyka! Boyka! Boyka!
Boyka! Boyka!
Unh!
Ow!
Arrrgh!
Argh!
Argh!
Argh!
Take him!
Argh!
Listen to me, George.
You must finish him...
or you will rot in|this stinking hole...
for the rest of your life.
Like me!
- Go!|- Ugh!
I am the champion.
They will never let you|out of here.
Do you understand me, George?
What are you waiting for?
The bell.
Argh!
Ow!
Yaaah!
You can't advance,|I'm the storm at night
Bring it on|and be ready to fight
Do you accept|the challenge?
Bring it on
I'm-a test your balance
Bring it on
You can't stand|the violence
- Ow!|- Bring it on
So put your tail between your|legs and run off in silence
Bring it on
You can't handle the heat
Bring it on
This cannibal|is hungry for meat
Bring it on
And I'm ready to eat,|so if you're scared
Get outta here|before you get beat
Bring it on
Chambers! Chambers!
Is to shine more bright|in the sunlight
I'm the storm at night
Bring it on|and be ready to fight
Do you accept the challenge?
Unh!
Argh!|Argh!
Now on top of shoulder.
Argh!
Lock with head.
Argh!
Argh!
Press harder!
Fuck you!
Argh!
Press, George.
Harder.
Ugh!
If I press any harder|it's gonna break.
I'll kill you,|motherfucker!
Aaaah!
- Yes!|- Aaah!
Aaah!
Aaaargh!
Argh!
Aah!
Don't touch me!
Chambers! Chambers! Chambers!
Chambers! Chambers!
Chambers! Chambers! Chambers!
Chambers! Chambers!
Chambers! Chambers! Chambers!
Chambers! Chambers!|Chambers! Chambers!
Chambers! Chambers!
You made a fortune.
Yeah. I had a feeling|our luck would change.
Hmm?
Chambers! Chambers!
Congratulations, Mr. Chambers.
I'm outta here, right?
Yes, you are.
One moment.
What's this?
Your cut.
Listen, George,|it was never my intention...
to make your stay here|so unpleasant.
I'm sorry for that.|One more moment.
Do you mind if we take|a photo together, me and you?
Not for me. My nephew.
Big fan of yours.
Let me tell you something.
I'm not gonna forget|what you did to me.
Ever.
And I will see you again.
That's my word.
But right now...
I'd like to get|the hell out of here.
Sure.
One moment.
Where the fuck is he going now?
I wouldn't try anything|stupid, Mr. Chambers.
There are guards outside.
Relax, I just need to talk|to you about something.
What?
I wanna make a deal.
Came to say good-bye, huh?
Yeah.
You did well.
I did all right.
Do you still have|that jacket I got you?
Of course.
I will hold on to it forever.
Well, now that's up to you...
but you better grab it|and put it on right now.
Why?
Because, Nikolai...
there's an 18-year-old girl|who needs to meet her uncle.
And it's cold as|a motherfucker out there.
I don't know about this, George.
It's all right, Nikolai.
You got a lot of time|to let it sink in now.
I'm telling you, George,|it's a mistake.
No, it ain't.
No, I can't.
Ah! Yes, you can.
No, I can't.
- Go.|- Oh, George.
Oh
I move weight like a freight|truck, build the muscle
You can't escape your fate,|we ain't scared to tussle
I put the pressure on your|offense, you can't advance
I'm a pro, hit the bench, bro,|you had your chance
Do that dance in the end zone|and hone my skill
If I don't take it|all the way, no one will
Get back, you outta line,|you outta your mind
You outta time,|keep searching, brotha
How do you find|another man
As efficient|as this machine I am?
I was born immortal,|to be the king of the sport, a portal
Just follow me|to the next dimension
You get lifted like|these plates I'm benchin'
Go ahead,|put your two cents in
Your worries|are worthless
Takes a strong-like mind|to understand my purpose
It's to shine|more bright than sunlight
I'm the storm at night
Bring it on,|if you ready to fight
Bring it on
Do you accept the challenge?
Bring it on
I'm-a test your balance
Bring it on
You can't stand the violence
So put your tail between|your legs and leave in silence
Bring it on
You can't handle the heat
Bring it on
This cannibal|is hungry for meat
Bring it on
And I'm ready to eat,|so if you're scared
Get outta here|before you get beat
Bring it on
Yeah, the heat is on
You better get your best|to the plate or it be the gong
Calculate the magnitude of|the situation you're facing
No time for pacin',|there's no time for wastin'
What, you thought|it would be a cake walk?
I won't make it easy|for you to hate-talk
The trash is big
No, I couldn't let|you do it no longer
So I built up mass|and my passion is stronger
To the point that|I need an extra me to hold it
So think|that you could try
But ain't no need|to fold it
Or bend it any which way,|nothing is happening
Just me groovin' here,|I'm-a keep on rappin'
And then the competition has|to retire, no other chance
Who can do it like I do it?|No other voice
If you need some help, call|the doctor, get some medicine
I'll expire you,|bring you back to life
And make you dead again
Bring it on
Do you accept the challenge?
Bring it on
I'm-a test your balance
Bring it on
You can't stand the violence
Bring it on
So put your tail between your|legs and leave in silence
Bring it on
You can't handle the heat
Bring it on
This cannibal|is hungry for meat
Bring it on
And I'm ready to eat,|so if you're scared
Get outta here,|before you get beat
Bring it on
Show me the money,|show me the glory
Gimme a second|to demonstrate
Let me tell you the story
Do me a favor, pretend my name|wasn't in the street
If you my homie
You won't have no problem|holding this heat
If you my enemy,|then stay away
You gets no love
lmagine your soul escaping,|just floatin' above
Another day, another dollar,|earned the paper real slick
Ah, it doesn't matter|if it's illegitimate
Either way we're gonna get|what we want and get it quick
If you in the way, you feel|the contents of this clip
I'm not a gangsta, but I know|gangstas belong in the dump
I'm not a softie,|come on, let me see you
Show you a chump
Not a little boy talkin'|big man talk, neither
I'm a cold brotha, never|catch me without a heater
You want drama, I've got it|for you like it was Broadway
Didn't wanna miss a night, you|have to learn it the hard way
Bring it on
Do you accept the challenge?
Bring it on
I'm-a test your balance
Bring it on
You can't stand the violence
So put your tail between|your legs and leave in silence
Bring it on
You can't stand the violence
So put your tail between your|legs and leave in silence
Bring it on
You can't handle the heat
Bring it on
This cannibal|is hungry for meat
Bring it on
And I'm ready to eat,|so if you're scared
Get outta here|before you get beat