Little Dog (2018) s01e07 Episode Script

1 (LOWLY JR.
): Previously on Little Dog - 148 pounds.
- For a minute, Tommy thought he wasn't gonna have to fight because Rico was a pound overweight.
He had a bright idea.
He was gonna burn a lot of calories fighting a grown man in a sauna.
Rico makes his weight after all, which is good for Mom because Tommy pulled some strings - to have her sing the Ode.
- Ever hear her singing the Ode? Which he only did to one-up me, but then I overheard Tucker saying the fight was fixed, which gave me some ideas.
Even if he takes a fall in the 5th - I made a mistake.
- he'll still come out on top because Pamela wants him back.
I just hope he can last to the 5th round because when he goes down, man, we're gold! We're gold! Remember that time Steve Randall stole my bike? That black BMX one I got for Easter? Yeah, I remember you got a BMX for Easter.
It had them, uh suction cups on the grips, almost like an octopus.
Dad found it downtown somewhere, remember that? Steve Randall stole it.
What about him? It's just I remember when we caught him.
Yeah, when I caught him.
He took a swing and you dodged it, and it hit me.
By the time I got up, you had his lip cracked open - and his eye swollen shut.
- Yeah.
I saw him downtown slinging hotdogs last year.
He's still soft as shit.
Everybody, everybody knew you were a fighter.
That's the day I found out I wasn't one.
Yeah, well, I always had to fight, Lowly.
You didn't.
What's that supposed to mean? Nothing, girl.
Tommy do you think that was Steve Randall's bike and Dad stole it, and that was just Steve trying to get it back? (CHUCKLING) You know what, man? Probably, now that you mention it.
Oh, man.
That's horrible.
And you beating him up! You're sick, boy.
(THEME MUSIC) (DOG BARKING) - (BELL RINGING) - You need me down there! I could do additional commentary! Let me watch! Let me out of here! Reynolds.
Look, it's my son's comeback fight.
A favour for someone.
When you get caught, don't dare mention my name.
(MARTIAL-STYLE MUSIC) (TRUCK HONKING) (HEAVY BREATHING) See if you can find Mom, eh Chestley? Hey champion! Hey, national super welter-something champion! Rico St.
George! Havoc! Yeah! - Ow! - Oh, God! Sorry! - What the hell? - I thought you were gonna like, block it or duck or something.
I would have if I knew you were gonna walk in here and hit me.
Oh, I was just trying to like, you know encourage you a little bit, rouse you out of your your - Out of my what? - Your Your Your, uh Uh, your Oh, God.
You're gonna destroy my brother with like, this and with these (SIGHING) (MARTIAL-STYLE MUSIC) (MOANING) I can't find Nan and everyone Hey! Ha ha! Uh, yeah, what? - What are you doing? - Oh, I was just, uh Don't worry, babe.
I'm just gettin' in his head, messin' with his mojo - before the big fight.
- His "mojo"? Yeah.
God! What, do you think I'm actually like, attracted to Rico? What's going on? Just pumpin' up Rico before the fight.
His rage.
His energy.
- Mm-hmm.
- Let's go find the elusive Sylvia Ross! Yay! - Just go! - OK! She's supposed to sing the Ode.
Where is she? She was in a mood when I left.
She couldn't decide between the plaid dress and the pantsuit.
Now, I love the plaid on her personally, but she wouldn't listen to me.
Come on.
Let's go.
One.
Jesus! Too hard, boy! Watch your wrist! You got no wraps on.
One two.
There you go.
That's it.
Why aren't you pawing at me? Um ahem.
'Cause, uh ahem.
You know, Rico's Rico's gotta save his sexual energy for the Little Dog.
Ahem.
You have to save your sexual energy for Tommy? Uh, yeah.
It's it's the same essence, you know.
- Oh.
- It's, uh, - Rico doesn't wanna drain his essence.
- You have no essence left.
You've been starving yourself for a month to get down to Tommy's weight.
It's not safe.
You care about fighting my ex more than you do about me, right? Yeah, well, you care about other things more than you care about Rico.
You care about Cassius - more than you care about Rico.
- You're jealous of Cassius now? Why do you have to do this to Rico before his big fight? This isn't your big fight! Your big fight was yesterday in Vegas and you missed it.
This is your petty little fight.
But you know what? It's not mine.
Pam (DOOR CLOSING) - One two.
- No, I'll wait for my wraps.
(SIGHING) I mean, we are who we are, right? We know who we are.
We're middle of the road living with our Moms.
Like, we're not exactly losers or anything, but we're not really winners either.
Thanks for the pep talk there, Lowly, but you can shut up now.
Look, I just Look, I want you to know that if you don't win out there, that that's all right.
Do you know what I'm saying? Like if you go out there and you lose, like we're still cool, man.
Like, me and you, we're still brothers, you know what I mean? I love bonding with you.
We should bond more often.
Why don't we bond more often, my man? Ooh! I love bonding with you, me brother.
Love mwah! Ha ha! Man - That's not bonding.
- I'm pumped.
This is bonding.
Woo! We're pumped! Come on, let's do this! Ah! Look, Lowly's little nipper! You pumped? Yeah, I'm pumped.
Mom's pumped too.
She was hooked over Rico.
- She what? - Just to get in his head, you know.
Oh, man Your mom is such a skank! Like, you can always count on her to get more pumped than the rest of us, eh bud? (SIGHING) When sun rays crown (GROANING) Get over the head (HEAVY BREATHING) You look lovely! - Where's your damn mother? - Phone's going to voicemail.
We got politicians out there.
They're gonna wanna hear that Ode.
They don't like to be in the pockets of people who are not patriotic, politicians don't.
Someone's gonna have to sing it.
Yeah.
She'll be here.
That is my worst favourite: people who say they're gonna do something, and then they don't do it.
You know what I mean, Tommy boy? Get me? You're going down in the 5th.
Yeah.
I can't believe you're doing this on the day of Tommy's fight.
Well, let's go! Come on.
I need to figure out a way to get in there.
Do you have a wig or what? Everything good about my life you have ruined.
Everything.
Like the time I was supposed to audition for that dinner theatre and you were supposed to take the kids to church, but you came home drunk! I was still gonna take them to church! Now, do you wanna go sing or what? (TAMMY): Ladies and gentlemen, - the Ode to Newfoundland! - Mom.
Mom must have made it.
Well, come on.
We gotta go listen to her.
When sun rays Crown thy pine-clad hill And summer Spreads her hand When silvern voices Tune thy rills We love thee - Smiling land - Lowly The fight's started.
I've missed my opportunity.
Oh, no! How did that happen? You! (SIGHING) You did it.
We love thee We love thee Newfoundland (COUGHING) - (CHEERING AND APPLAUSE) - Thank you, Tucker! Ladies and gentlemen, please give a hometown welcome to our challenger, Tommy "Little Dog" Ross! (ROCK MUSIC) (CHEERING AND APPLAUSE) From the rough and tumble streets of Montreal, Quebec, current national super welterweight champion, Rico "Havoc" St.
George! (BOOING AND APPLAUSE) (CHEERING) I'm here! This is the story Of a man from Down South The fam migrated to the North I'm 'a put you on what it's about The regular routes and shanty towns That produce the poor Born in the gutter, word to his mother Make her something out of nothing Boxers.
Gentlemen.
I want a good, clean fight.
This right here is below the belt.
This right here, it's below the belt.
Knock down, you get a full 10 count.
Any questions? Punch 'em up.
(CHEERING AND APPLAUSE) (BELL RINGING) Tommy Ross looking a little tentative to start the fight.
The five-year-layoff is really showing on him.
Little Dog better turn this around or it could be over fast.
- (REFEREE): Watch the pushing! - (GROANING) Oh, my God! Rico St.
George just knocked Tommy Ross - out of the ring! - 1! Now, the ref stated a boxer has 18 seconds to return to the ring, so we're all hoping he's gonna get back up, get in and stick around for the whole fight this time.
5! - (GRUNTING) - 6! - 7! - Tommy Ross getting up, showing a flash of his old toughness.
- Our Little Dog is a scrapper.
- 10! And he's still never been knocked out, but he's got a long way to go to get back into this fight.
No one remembers their fortunes As well as their fame I only wanted to be there for you But you ran Now that we're adding up All of the time that it took You only promised me pages I promised you books Oh, time Time Oh, time, time - (GROANING) - Break the boundaries In the lines of time (RAGGED BREATHING) - Oh, time, time - (HIGH-PITCHED RINGING) (DISTANT SINGING) Keep her while she's living You'll miss her when she's gone Love her as in childhood 1! Though feeble, old and grey For you'll never miss - A mother's love - 2! 'Til she's buried Beneath the clay 4! (GROANING) (LAUGHING) 5! 6! 7! 8! (GRUNTING) (CHEERING) Wow! What an exciting end to the first round, folks! Little Dog looking dead on his feet for most of that round before unleashing a massive hit to Havoc's gorgeous mug, and I don't think Rico was expecting such a thunderous blow because it left our champion staggering.
Round 2! (ELECTRIC GUITAR MUSIC) (GRUNTING) (GROWLING) Round 3! (GRUNTING) Round 4! COME ON! There were three brothers in merry Scotland In merry Scotland there were three - And they did cast lots - (BELL RINGING) What an incredible 4th round for Tommy Ross! After a harrowing three rounds, no one thought he would make it through the 4th, but Little Dog has surprised this crowd, and he may have even surprised himself too.
At this point, it is way beyond personal.
- What round is this? - 5.
It's the 5th round, all right? Look, you did it.
You fought four wicked rounds.
Me, Mom, everyone's pleased! This is your round, you know what I'm saying? You know what you gotta do here, bro.
Now's your time to shine, all right? This is your round.
You know what I'm saying, man? - This is your round.
You get me? - Round 5! I got this.
Come on, let's go.
(BELL RINGING) There were three brothers in merry Scotland In merry Scotland there were three And they did cast lots Which of them would go - Would go, would go - (GROANING) And turn robber out on the salt sea Come on, son! Get up! - Get up! - The lot it first fell upon Henry Martin, the youngest of all of the three - Get up, boy! - Come on, Tommy! Get up! That he should turn robber - All on the salt sea - 1! Stay down! You're done! Stay down! - 4! - For to maintain - His two brothers and he - 5! 6! 7! 8! 9! 10! - 11! - What are you doing?! You are dead! You're gonna die! The old Ross double-cross, Tommy! THE OLD ROSS DOUBLE-CROSS! And they did espy a stout lofty ship Lofty ship, lofty ship Coming in bearing down On the straightway Hello, hello, cried Henry Martin What makes you sail so nigh? I'm a rich merchant ship Bound for fair London town London town, London town Wouldn't you please for to let us Pass by? - 1! 2! 3! - Oh no, oh no - Cried Henry Martin - 4! 5! This thing it never shall be For I have turned robber - All on the salt sea - 11! 12! - The salt sea, the salt sea - (SNARL) For to maintain my two brothers and me You did it! I'm proud of you, son! I'm so proud! You're the best! Yeah, right.
He screwed us.
Why?! He won! For the first time in my life, I am so He was supposed to go down in the 5th.
It was fixed.
We lost the house.
(ELECTRIC GUITAR MUSIC) (CHEERING) First, I'm gonna choke you out.
And then I'm gonna cut you up into tiny little pieces and sell you to that new Chinese restaurant, and they are gonna deep-fry you so hard, they're gonna use your blood for cherry sauce! You better run! Yes! (CHEERING) - Over here! - Oh, Chestley! Oh, good! Keep running, 'cause now you'll die tired! (DOG BARKING) Here.
Just go.
Just ride.
Listen You are not your family.
You understand? Yeah.
I do.
- This is our only chance - Can I have your gold sneakers? For certain happenstance - Yes! - Some scrappy happiness It's time to hit the bricks Beyond the palisades Your solo record plays A lonely pine tree sways Somewhere out in the sticks I lose myself out here Is that the man you wanted me to meet, Mama? Don't worry about him, Cassius honey.
OK? He's nobody.
This life's a lightning bolt It's not your fault This life's a lightning bolt It's no one's fault My life's a lightning bolt I don't know where I've been I don't know anything I'm sure of one small thing The kettle's gonna boil