I'll be right back.
You okay?
Yeah, I'm fine.
Wanna leave?
No, he's just moving around a lot.
God, that was magnificent.
You know, I never get tired of hearing that piece.
Just... The music just soars! It's...
That was your mother's favorite piece.
I know.
You remember where we parked? What was it, B3 or B2?
- You remember? - Dad.
Daddy! Dad!
Honey? Honey?
I need a hospital.
Yeah. Okay. Somebody call an ambulance!
- I got you, I got you. - Call Alvey.
I'll call him.
Call a goddamn am...
Yep.
Yeah.
Dude, what time is it?
8:15.
A.M.
- Come in. - No. Jay.
We gotta talk. Put some clothes on.
Good morning.
Hi.
You were restless last night.
Yeah. I'm sorry.
I'll spend the night at my place tonight.
I have Ambien if you ever need it.
Well, maybe I'll take you up on it.
All righty. Shall we?
You...
You feel good about this?
All things considered, I think it is a good result, yes.
This is a release of claims, so once you've both signed,
I can file it away with a notice of settlement,
but this is gonna protect you from further claims
if his injuries worsen.
Minus 150,000.
Minus the 150, yes.
I've built in a structured payment plan so you're not hit all at once.
You can pay it over time, like any other debt.
I don't know what any of this fucking means.
I do.
Don't you trust me?
- Okay. - Okay.
You're done.
- All done. - All right.
Am I gonna see you later?
Let's play that one by ear, okay?
Sure. Just give me a call.
Okay.
Thanks.
What do you know about this girl?
Well, she's 8 and 1,
and she's fought a lot of good people.
Who was her loss to?
Remember Brandy?
But that was by decision.
Shit.
Do you not think I should do this?
Fuck, yeah, you should do this. You're ready. You're ready.
This is the type of chick you gotta beat to get to the next level.
Alvey give you a good game plan?
We're gonna go over it today during my private.
All right. Well, you got plenty of time,
and you're in good hands.
What time's the private?
At 2:00.
Good morning.
The white grizzly emerges from hibernation.
I just slept 13 hours.
It's one of the longest times I've ever slept in my entire life.
You still look tired.
We all do, except for Ryan.
Your eyes look small, probably from salt and alcohol abuse.
You know what that means.
I have to get to the gym and sweat it off. All right.
All right. We better hit it.
- Yeah, you better hit it, Alicia. - You coming?
You coming? Dude.
Maybe, Ryan. I don't know.
What if I told you
that it's cheaper to live here than to rent an apartment?
Are you really gonna be that guy that lives in a fucking motel?
I do not live at the motel, Nathaniel,
but it's nice to know that I could.
You really need to start training again.
I have time.
Got six weeks.
Ryan's working hard.
He should.
He fucking lost.
People are worried about you.
I'm sorry for my condition at the fight, man.
You know, we got started early, and we just...
We mixed the wrong shit, and...
Mac said you're shooting heroin.
I don't get you.
But you love me.
You fucking love me.
So, that's it? You're just gonna piss everything away?
Define "everything," Nathaniel.
Your career, the belt that you worked your ass off for.
You want the belt?
- Maybe Mom wants the belt? - She wants you to fucking come home, Jay.
She said she wanted me to leave.
She said, "Get clean or leave."
You left.
Why isn't she here?
Jimbo. How you doing?
Good.
All right.
Looking good, feeling good.
Now, that's a guy who lives in a motel.
Okay, get up.
Grab your shit. Tell Ava to come. You guys are coming home.
Mom said it's fine for her to be there. But you gotta fucking get outta here.
- You hear what I'm saying? - I'm not going anywhere.
You're gonna fucking die in here, and I need you.
Do you hear what I'm saying to you? I need you.
Please come home.
- I'm gonna go inside... - Jay.
...but I'm gonna call you.
- Jay. - I'm gonna call you.
You know...
- Hey. - Hey, coach. You got a sec?
- Not really. What's up? - Hey, real quick, real quick.
I've got a follow-up with Dr. Ember at four o'clock today.
I was wondering if we could work a little bit earlier.
When?
Can we do 2:00?
No, no. I can't. I can't. I got Alicia. She's up next.
Well, do you mind if we switch?
- Alvey? - What?
- Are you cool if we switch? - Yeah, man, that's fine.
Sort it out with her. I don't want any bullshit.
Done.
- Hey. - Hi.
You talking to someone?
Yeah. My dad found a psychiatrist that specializes in miscarriages.
She's good.
What'd she put you on?
Klonopin four times a day. Wellbutrin. Ambien to sleep.
Is it working?
Yeah, but I think I want to cut back.
Why?
It's just a lot of pills.
Whatever gets you through the night, right?
You look good.
Alvey, I look like shit.
- It'd be weird if I didn't. - You don't look like shit.
Okay, can you just stop?
I don't know, just... Don't be afraid of me. Just act normal.
- How the fuck am I supposed to do that? - I don't know. Just try.
Maybe we should get drunk.
I could seriously use some day drinking.
Really?
Come on.
Buy me a drink.
I wish. I gotta train Ryan and Alicia today.
How is the gym?
The gym's a fucking mess.
Why?
Ryan's fucking needy, drives me crazy.
Unless he's fucking Alicia, and then she drives me crazy.
- Jay's in the shitter. - What's going on with Jay?
He's hanging out with Alicia's fucking loser sister.
These people have no life skills.
Nate?
Nate's good. He takes care of himself.
I miss you.
I miss you guys, too.
What are you doing?
I'm just cleaning up a little bit.
Where are you going?
I'm going out for a run.
Have fun.
I'm gonna be back in a bit.
Chelsea!
Hey!
I'm so glad you called.
Is that okay?
I just don't want to be out here tonight.
Well, that's why I gave you my number.
Well, you know... It's been a while, so I wasn't sure.
It's no problem.
You shouldn't drink that stuff.
- Are you hungry? - Yeah.
Alicia's doing good. She's showing up, putting in the work.
Garo bumped a girl, put her on the card.
You put her with fucking Garo?
Yeah. Why?
I thought after that whole thing that happened with Ryan, you'd...
What happened with Ryan was Ryan's fault, okay?
I mean, Garo's a cunt, but this is a good card.
You're right.
I think this is... This is a huge step up for her.
Yeah.
And then after that, we have the Ryan and Jay rematch,
assuming Jay lives.
I'm ready to come back.
- Don't act so thrilled. - No. I mean...
You really think that you're ready?
That's what I just said.
What?
Money's kind of tricky right now.
When is it not?
It's worse.
I'm being sued.
Why?
Some dumbass on a bike.
It's fucking stupid, but I gotta pay him a lot of money.
The door's not swinging off the hinges at the gym, so I'm losing money there.
Okay, so, I'll take less off the top, but I want a guarantee.
Like what?
Some ownership. Twenty-five percent.
Why you wanna jump back into this, Lisa?
'Cause I'm...
I need to work.
I'm tired of just sitting around and doing nothing.
I know. I know your instinct is to grab ahold of something.
Do you not want me back?
I just don't know if it's the best thing for you right now.
Okay.
I'm not saying "No."
No, it's just...
not exactly the answer that I thought that I would get.
Well, let's... Please, please.
Let's not pretend that this is not complicated.
Of course it's complicated.
But this needs to be a business decision first.
So I'm gonna go back to my hotel,
you're gonna think about it, and then you're gonna call me.
And if the answer's "No," then I'll go away.
Don't... Stop. Don't put it like that.
That's how it is.
That's okay.
It's fine. Just let me know.
Hi.
I didn't know you were home. I thought you were at the gym.
This is Chelsea. This is my son Nate.
Hey.
You can just put your stuff in that room over there.
Thanks.
Who the fuck's she?
It's Chelsea.
I met her in rehab.
Why is she here?
Just a night or two. She has no place to go.
So you think it's a good idea to bring a junkie into our house?
No, but it's better than a young girl sleeping alone on the street.
Did you see Jay?
Yeah.
And?
He's not coming home.
Why not?
He just won't.
Maybe you should talk to him.
What are you afraid he's gonna say?
Nothing.
Well, then, go see him.
He doesn't want to listen to me, Nate.
Bullshit.
You just don't want to listen to him.
Give me a break.
He's like this 'cause of you.
You were worse than Dad.
Sorry. Would it be okay if I took a shower?
Of course.
I'll just get you a towel.
Yo.
I'm at two o'clock. What are you guys doing?
You didn't fucking tell her?
Tell me what? I didn't... I didn't hear anything.
My bad. I forgot.
I have a doctor's appointment, so we have to switch.
How is that my problem? Yo, I'm at two o'clock.
Do 3:00. What's the big deal?
Because it's my time, and you're fucking me up.
All right. That's enough.
- That's enough. - Is this shit funny?
- All right. Get in the cage. - I don't know. I just...
- Can we get an hour in? I gotta work. - Get in the fucking cage.
He was supposed to clear this with you, all right?
I'll give you two hours today. Whatever you need.
- You're good. - Yeah, whatever.
Fuck you, you little diva-ass bitch.
Hey, hey. Come on. Come on.
Go.
You're a fucking child.
I told you I didn't want any bullshit. I don't have enough fucking problems?
How was your run?
Fucking... It was painful.
There are better ways to spend your time.
Yeah?
What does your brother want?
He wants me to start training.
Are you?
I gotta fight.
What am I gonna do here all day?
Why don't you come to the gym?
You can watch me work out.
Might turn you on a little bit.
- No. - No?
I'm not gonna follow you around.
I'm not saying "Follow me around," lady-bear.
Imma follow you. Imma follow you.
Follow you around.
- Lady-bear? - Yeah.
You know that honeypot's coming,
stealing pies from the windowsill.
Give me ten. Give me ten. Go, go, go, go! Nine. Come on. Push.
Eight. Eight. Come on, come on, come on!
Push it! Push it! Six.
Come on! Don't stop!
Push it! Push it!
Three. Two. One. Yeah!
- Fuck. - Beast!
That's the way we work. That's the way we work.
Breathe, breathe, breathe.
Tomorrow morning you're gonna do groundwork with Joe.
And then me and you are gonna do... Look at tapes in the afternoon.
You know Ryan did that on purpose, right?
Yep. I do.
It all worked out though, so let it go.
Why do you let him get away with so much shit?
Excuse me?
I mean, it's your gym. Why don't you just stomp that shit out?
Well, how do you think that's gonna go?
Want me to tell Ryan he can't train for a fucking title fight
because your majesty wants to train at a complete arbitrary hour of two o'clock?
- You want me to do that? - Come on. I have the next fight.
Did you train today?
- Did you fucking train today? - Yes.
Did you get better?
- Yes. - Yes.
Okay, so what's the issue?
It's disrespectful.
Disrespectful? Why the fuck does he have to respect you?
You got two fucking fights since you've been here.
He's a world champion.
Now, you are improving, but you haven't fucking earned a thing.
Understand me? You put a belt around your waist,
you train here as much as you fucking want.
Until then, keep your fucking head down, you shut the fuck up, you do your work.
Okay? Okay.
Good work, good job.
Fuck. This is bullshit.
Hey, hey, hey! I'm not mommy. Come on.
Guys are fucking killing me.
I've read that book.
The Bible?
Yeah.
A couple times.
I've never read it straight through.
You are in for a treat, Ryan.
What part are you on?
Job.
Job is a tough one.
Wait till you get to the New Testament.
There's, like, a lot of...
pain and redemption.
The Jesus story...
It's insane.
He has these 12 friends who...
They start out as fishermen, but by the end of it,
they can, like, perform miracles and shit.
These guys are ridiculous.
Damn. You guys went late.
Dude, I'm so pissed at you.
- Why? - You know why.
- I'm sorry. I had to go to the doctor. - Bullshit.
- You're trying to fuck with me. - I'm not trying to fuck with you.
Yes, you are, okay?
Look, I get it. It's your gym, you're the alpha dog,
whatever, blah, blah, blah.
I'm glad you recognize that.
Just don't mess with my sessions anymore, all right?
- It pisses me off. - Won't happen again.
I'll take that into consideration.
Thank you, asshole.
You made me lose my shit in front of Alvey.
Now he thinks I'm crazy.
You guys have a bad relationship.
You're always bickering,
and you make everyone around you feel uncomfortable.
People get tense.
I'm tense.
Hey, it's me.
You're probably still working.
I just got home. It was a long day. I think I'm gonna call it a night.
Love to see you tomorrow.
You call when you get in, or you can just call me back tomorrow.
Okay. Bye.
Fuck it.
Morning, sweetie.
Morning.
Do you have time to eat?
No. Got to get to the gym.
Good morning.
Hey.
So, after you dropped by, I reviewed my calendar,
and sure as shit, my fight's coming real quick.
What do you want to get into?
I want to get into that cage, knock some rust off, you know?
All right.
He's over the moon.
Fuck me!
Fuck!
Hey, Keith.
I thought you had a fight coming up.
I do. You coming?
- I'm sure I will. - Cool.
But if you have a fight,
how come you're having so much sex?
Oh, shit.
I'm sorry, dude. Are we being really loud?
- Yes, you are. - My bad.
I thought you weren't supposed to have sex before a fight.
Well, it's different for women.
See, it gives us testosterone, so that's why...
I don't know. I like to fuck as much as possible.
You are not how a woman should be.
Okay. Then tell me, exactly, how a woman should be.
Well...
For one, you should be a little bit more shy and embarrassed about things.
Oh, really?
Yes.
And you have way too much sex with Ryan, who barely even likes you.
And you have one of the worst mouths of anyone I've ever met,
and that includes prison.
Fuck you, all right?
I like to fuck, Keith.
Have a fucking problem with that?
You act like you're on a porno.
Morning, family.
Jay.
Come see me in my office when you catch your breath.
You look gassed out there, man.
I am concerned... not.
I can tell.
Garo needs you to sign those contracts.
- You still good? - Yeah.
Just get me paid the same as Ryan, and we're all good.
Well, I talked to Garo, and I actually got you paid more.
- That's not what I asked for. - Well, that's what you're getting.
Because you're the champ and you deserve it.
You're welcome.
Is that it?
I'm gonna be coaching Ryan.
I'm gonna be in his corner for the fight, too.
Joe's gonna take care of you.
You have full reign of the gym, so long as Ryan's not here.
We'll work out some kind of a schedule.
So I got to work around him?
You're gonna work around each other.
This wasn't easy for me.
Like it or not, you're my son, and I love you.
But you're also a fucking grown man.
And I gotta look at you as a fighter.
And that's where I have my concerns.
You're a fucking head case.
I don't know who you're gonna be from one day to the next.
Your emotions are off the fucking wall,
you're getting all fucked up with this broad out there.
I don't even know if you want to fight.
Yeah.
And everything I did this past year and a half, that...
didn't prove anything.
It's not about that. It's about now.
It's about now.
Can't count on you. Same shit as in the past.
It's a business decision.
How's your staph infection?
It's all cleared up. Barely left a mark.
I need a refill, Mac.
- Come on, man. - Just coke and Oxy, man.
I'm not shooting anything.
Okay. Just coke and Oxy?
I'm not doing it.
I know, but here's the deal...
Either you provide me with your delicious grass-fed artisanal narcotics,
or I have to go out and buy some skanky shit
laced with all free manners of radicals and botulism.
Who knows what.
I'm winding down, Mac.
I swear to God.
And, really, it's more for Ava than it is for me.
It's for Ava?
- Yeah. - Okay.
All right. Fuck. Meet me in the parking lot.
Love.
Hey, coach. I'm heading out.
Good work today.
Heard Jay was here.
He was.
You guys talk?
We did.
Is he okay with it?
You give a shit?
Yeah.
Yeah, dude. I feel fucking bad about this.
I hate that we're even in this fucking position.
Yeah?
Yeah.
Well, he gets it.
All right.
All right?
Thanks, coach.
All right.
Sorry I'm late. I had to take Bob's dog to the vet.
She's been a bit lethargic. Bob thinks it's cancer.
I just think that little bitch is depressed, you know?
Shit.
I know what this is.
What?
Well, first of all, if we were gonna do anything fun,
we wouldn't be in a fucking diner, would we?
You're blowing me off, right?
I'm sorry.
I...
I just can't do this.
I like you.
That's a problem.
You gonna live your whole life this way?
I'm sorry.
You want some of this?
No. I'm not hungry.
Yeah, but it might help absorb the alcohol.
Am I drinking too much?
No, but you're drinking like you're alone,
and that's no fun for me.
Well, I got a lot on my mind.
Well, talk about it. What's going on?
Maybe I'm a little disappointed with the settlement.
In what way?
In the way that I gotta pay this fucking guy anything at all.
Yeah, but you were at fault. You know that, so what were you expecting?
I don't know.
Maybe I was expecting for you to do a little bit better.
You lead me to believe that you would.
You are paying less than a third of what they were asking,
so I think I did a pretty good job.
Something else on your mind?
No.
Okay. Well, I don't know what this... little mood is all about,
but... I'm not interested.
"Little mood?" You asked.
Yeah, well, you're picking a fight.
And I'm too busy to, you know, unravel all this shit.
So why don't you just have your drink and...
call me when you're fun again.
Come on. You're gonna go?
Yeah. I'm gonna go. I have a lot of work to do.
All right, look, I'm sorry, okay?
I had a shitty day.
Oh, great.
You are entitled to that. I have them, too.
But don't take your shit out on me.
You don't know me that well.
Talk to you later.
Do you want some?
No. Not tonight.
So, I'm just gonna do this alone?
You're not alone. I'm right here with you.
Do you still like me?
Of course I do.
Why?
Just asking.
Come over here.
In a minute.
Hey.
Where's my mom?
She's asleep.
How long are you gonna be here?
She said until I find somewhere else.
I'm looking.
Good night.
Night.
- Hey. - Hi.
Bad time?
Come on in.
Want a drink?
Yeah.
I've been giving what you said a lot of thought, Lis, and...
I need you, you know?
I do. The gym doesn't work without you. I want you to come back.
What about the 25%?
Twenty-five percent. You deserve it.
I should have seen that earlier.
Thank you.
Yeah.
There's some other shit we gotta... we gotta deal with.
Like what?
You and me.
"The gym and our relationship are two separate things."
Those were your words.
Well, I am so fucking full of shit, because...
it's exactly the same thing.
We'll just feel our way around it.
I can't just lie in bed alone...
and wait for this to go away, 'cause it's never gonna go away.
Yeah, I know.
- So do you want me back in the gym? - I want you back.
So then, what?
I'm seeing someone.
Who?
My lawyer, Roxanne.
Roxanne
So, how long has this been...
It's not serious. It's new. It's...
Then why are you telling me?
'Cause I'm not gonna stop seeing her.
Yeah, I didn't...
- Can you leave? - No...
Lis, I didn't know if you were fucking coming back.
Yeah, I know. Can you leave? I just want to be alone.
Okay.