I was just a kid when I first got to see Muhammad Ali.
I saw the way people looked up to him...
...saw their smiling faces...
...and I said to myself, "That's what I wanna be.
I wanna be champ of the world. "
Wait up, Mikey.
- Just give it... - Shh!
Freeze.
- Don't shit in your drawers. - It's just Dog.
Damn, man. What took you so long?
Hey.
There they are.
Go in there and do it.
Do it, man.
Fuck them up, Mikey.
Showtime.
All right, now this is me and you. One on one.
Now, clear it out. Clear it out, clear it out.
Clear it out. I'm taking it to the hole.
- All right man, go, go. - Move over. Move over.
All right.
Move right around.
You got it.
- Yeah. - Watch him.
- Watch out! Watch out! - Hey, get him!
Go! Go!
- Let's split! - Come on, man!
Shit. Shit!
Hurry up, Tito! Come on!
Somebody call the police!
Rodney, is Mom home?
And my grey slacks.
- Go to the cleaners. - Yes.
Why not let me take care of these chores...
...just as I have been for the past 20 years?
- Has it been that long? - Yes.
You two are going to be late.
We're hurrying, we're hurrying. Goodbye.
Goodbye, dear.
- Bye, Mom. - Bye, sweetie.
Oh! Come home early. I'm planning a surprise for tonight.
- Denise, is Mom home? - Does it look like it?
Michael Gerald Tyson, you have been found guilty of aggravated assault.
Public intoxication, vagrancy.
Guilty. Assault and battery.
Possession of a deadly weapon. Grand theft.
Two counts of burglary. Aggravated robbery.
- Guilty as charged. - Receipt of stolen goods.
- You have been found guilty... - Resisting arrest.
- ...of strong-armed robbery. - Michael Tyson.
Assault with a deadly weapon.
You will be incarcerated at the Tryon School for Boys...
...in Johnstown, upstate New York.
What's this kid's name?
- How should I know? - You talked to Bobby.
He said he had a kid we should look at.
Not Bobby Stewart.
Yeah, from the Tryon detention facility.
Great. That's all we need, another juvenile delinquent.
What did this kid do?
What didn't he do? Arrested something like 40 times before he turned 12.
Forty times? Jeez!
Even Al Capone wasn't arrested no 40 times.
- Uh-oh. Sounds like a baddie. - No shit.
- Don't he got a mother? - Of course he's got a mother.
There comes a point even a mother's gotta toss in the towel.
Bobby don't expect me to take this kid into my home, does he?
Look, Bobby don't expect nothing. All he said was take a look at him.
You all right, Cus?
Yeah, fine. Go ahead, go ahead. I'll catch up with you.
Come on, Kevin.
- That him? - Five-nine, 180 pounds.
That's him.
Strong.
Yeah, I was expecting some scrawny little punk.
Jesus, what have you been feeding them kids, Bobby?
The usual, steroids and Cocoa Puffs.
Not much for style, but Jesus, he can hit.
Fucking A he can hit. A goddamn kid hitting like Joe Frazier.
He's faster than shit.
Take it easy a second.
- What's your name, son? - Mike.
Mike what?
Mike Tyson.
Well, go ahead. Do what you're doing.
- So, what do you think? - What do I think?
I think he hits with bad intentions, that's what I think.
Come on, come on.
Jerk!
There you go. This is our side over here.
Now, back to what I was saying.
Oh, yeah. Don't worry about being scared and going into a fight.
It's when you ain't scared, that's the time to worry.
Fear is the friend of every good and reasonable athlete. Slow up.
Yeah, you see that house over there? That's your new home, Mike.
- Hey, Cus. - Make a right here. A right!
Careful. Now, here we are.
Come on in. Make yourself at home. Camille!
I want you to meet this woman.
Come here.
Say hello to Mike. Mike's a fighter.
Come on.
Mike, this is Camille Ewald.
- Say, "Pleased to meet you. " - Pleased to meet you, ma'am.
Hmph.
It's all right.
Now, don't get sore. I know it's another mouth to feed...
...but we could use that extra 200 bucks a month around here.
Come on, I'll show you to your room.
- Is Camille your wife? - Not exactly. It's her house.
I don't think she wants me here.
What, that? Aw, she's just a little shy, that's all.
Will you look at this? I tell you, if I catch the bum who did this...
...he's gonna be a couple teeth short of a smile, believe me.
See, I got a half a dozen fighters staying here.
It's important that everybody be neat.
Now, this will be your room here. We gotta get you an alarm clock.
Who ate my ice cream?
Don't you ever let me catch you eating my ice cream! Not never!
What's the difference between a hero and a coward?
There ain't no difference. Inside, they're both exactly alike.
Both scared of dying or getting hurt.
But it's what the hero does that makes him a hero.
It's what the other guy doesn't do that makes him a coward.
Shit.
When two men step into a ring, one and only one deserves to win.
When you step in the ring, you gotta know you deserve to win.
You gotta know destiny owes you victory...
...because you trained harder than your opponent.
You sparred harder. You ran farther. You see, you got up earlier.
I know you ain't sleeping. I know you can hear me.
Always keep your chin tucked down into your chest.
I don't care if you're running roadwork, or walking around school...
...or watching TV, keep that chin tucked down...
...and your eyes looking up and out.
One word describes Rocky Marciano: Tenacity.
Only 187 pounds, but to this day...
...he remains the only undefeated heavyweight champion.
How?
Because he wouldn't imagine that he could lose.
He would never even allow the concept of defeat to enter his mind.
Don't watch gloves. Watch the chest.
You wait for a glove to move, you're dead.
When the chest flexes, you bob.
Joe Louis may have been quiet on the outside...
...but on the inside, he was pure rage.
He was a Negro in a white man's world, and he hated it.
Up and down the street, 24 hours a day.
Staying in constant motion.
Your head ain't never again where he last seen it.
You give him a target, and by the time he swings, it ain't there.
And when you move, counter. Ha! Five to the ribs, huh? Ha! Ha!
- Four-one upstairs. Got it? - Okay.
All right, here we go.
If you don't get hit, you don't lose. It's as simple as that.
Once you learn to stay low and tuck behind your gloves...
...in constant motion, no one's gonna be able to land nothing.
Lies and deceit. Subterfuge, that's what we deal in.
Don't ever let anyone know your real intentions.
Champion fighters are champion liars.
Best in the world.
Keep your camera moving because I'm kind of fast.
Back off of him, just keep boxing.
Who ate my ice cream?
Who ate my ice cream, damn it?
Mike.
What's up?
- Mike's mom passed away. - Oh, jeez.
He's gotta take a bus to Brooklyn. Drive him into town.
Sure.
What you gonna do, Mike?
You gonna move back home here?
No, man, I got a home.
Hi, Mike.
- Hey, Jamie. - What are you doing?
Building a pigeon coop.
I heard about your mom.
Hey, Mike.
Glad to have you back home.
Jamie.
Okay, Uncle Teddy. I gotta go.
Pigeons, huh?
My old man used to call them flying rats.
So how was the funeral?
Yeah.
Mike...
Do you know what a professional is?
- Somebody who gets paid to... - It's got nothing to do with money.
A professional is a guy who performs no matter what he's feeling inside.
You understand me?
No matter what.
Here.
- What is it? - It's yours.
Muhammad Ali gave it to me, and I'm giving it to you.
Take it with you to the Junior Olympics.
In the heavyweight position, we have...
Come on, Mike, relax. Take it easy.
- Teddy, I'm so scared. - What are you scared of?
- Letting Cus down. - You ain't gonna let no one down.
You fought tougher guys than this. Look at your opponent there.
Look at him.
You don't think he ain't scared? Of course he is.
Come on, what does Cus say?
You remember what he said about your fear? What did he say?
- To... To use it. - Use it how?
- To turn my fear into fire. - That's right.
So, what are you gonna do when you get in that ring?
I'm gonna open up with some sevens. Seven.
There you go. Chin down, eyes up. Then what you gonna do?
Two. Send a two.
- And what's the next punch? - Five.
Seven, two, five.
Keep moving inside.
And what are you gonna do inside?
I'm gonna open up like a son of a bitch.
All right. Let's go win a fight.
Go!
Get in the corner!
Four! Five!
Six! Seven! Eight! Nine!
- Ten! - Yeah!
You did it, champ.
That's it. Just stay still. Just stay still. Don't... Don't move.
Will he be all right? He'll be fine.
Eight? What do you mean eight? They only do three rounds in the juniors.
- No, no, eight seconds. - Eight seconds!
What... What did he do, shoot the guy?
Might as well have. They say it's a new record.
It's all anyone's talking about.
Well, where is he now?
He's still in the ring. They just announced it.
- Anybody talking to him? - Sure, the ring's full of people.
Teddy, I want him back here right now.
Back here on the next plane.
- But... - Don't argue with me, Teddy, just do it!
Goddamn sharks.
Cus?
Well, uh...
- Well, Mike, you know, he... - What about Mike?
Well, now that his mother's gone and all that, I, uh...
I thought maybe...
- About adopting him? - Yeah.
Sounds crazy, I know, but, uh...
What do you think?
- Here we are, Cus. - Cus. Cus.
Hey, Cus. I did it. Just like you said.
Yeah, but eight seconds. What took you so long?
I'm proud of you, Mike. Really proud.
Come on, Mike. Let's get this crap inside.
I been doing some thinking while you were away. Uh...
Well, me and Camille both, actually.
About what?
What would you say if, uh, we were to become your guardians?
- Wha...? You mean like adopt me? - Yeah, something like that.
Well, yeah. Sure.
That's fine, son.
Michael, congratulations.
I did it.
If you blinked, you'd have missed it.
- Camille, was Cus serious about...? - Cus is always serious.
Well, then, was he serious about you wanting it too?
Uh-huh.
Well, then, like, um...
Then, li... Well, then, could I call you "Mom"?
I would like that very much.
So, what do you want from me?
- He needs sparring partners. - What about your other fighters?
I mean real sparring partners.
He's beaten the hell out of all my guys.
It's a risk, Cus. Taking a new fighter today isn't cheap.
To me, everything's a risk.
We're talking about the next heavyweight champion of the world.
- You serious? - You mark my words.
When the history of boxing is written...
...Mike Tyson's name will be mentioned with Dempsey, Marciano and Joe Louis.
That's a pretty prestigious club, Cus.
So when do we get to meet this kid?
Michael, what are you doing here?
Mike?
Eh, come here for a minute, will you? See this guy here?
This is the fairest guy I know in this whole crooked business.
Jimmy Jacobs. Mike Tyson, my son for, uh... What is it? Two weeks?
Ha-ha-ha. Mike Tyson, Jimmy Jacobs.
- Hi, Mike. - Pleased to meet you, Mr. Jacobs.
Please, Jimmy. Always Jimmy. Here's my partner, Bill Cayton.
Mike, I watched your Junior Olympic fight.
Oh, that was great work.
- Thank you, Mr. Cayton. - My pleasure, Mike.
Bill and Jimmy manage fighters, Mike.
They wouldn't be here unless I trusted them.
Yeah.
These are the friends you wanna be surrounded by.
The kind that can keep you out of trouble.
And if you want to be champion...
...you gotta show a lot of discipline.
Next great heavyweight champion. Ha-ha!
Who the fuck you been talking to, man?
Is that what that white man been telling you?
You know he blowing smoke up your ass, right?
You know that, don't you?
Man, there's probably 10,000 of you little ghetto niglettes out there...
...dreaming the same fucked-up dream.
And every one of you probably got some drooly cracker motherfucker...
...riding his ass thinking he's Anglo fucking Dundee.
- It's Angelo Dundee. - Angelo, Anglo, whatever.
Breaks my heart.
Let's go home. This shit's depressing.
Yo, man, stop the car.
- Why? - Yo, girlies, what's up?
- Come on, stop the car. They're down. - Shit.
Yo, fly girls, where you going?
Yo, what's up?
Yo, baby, hold up.
Come on, man. Come on. Yo, baby, can I come?
- Damn. - Come on, Rory.
How many times you gotta strike out before you call it a night?
Yo, wait up.
- Come on, girl. Let's just go. - Hey, yo, yo.
- Man, they're running away. - Yo, yo, yo!
- Damn. - I like the one on the right, man.
- Damn, you probably scaring them. - It's fine. Yo!
- Come on. Over here. - Da... What they doing?
Come on, now.
They must have went in here.
- They here. - Come on. They're not here.
- They hiding. - What are you looking for?
- Come on, they're gone. - What do you want?
- Damn, man. - You can't go back there.
- Girlies, what's up? - Out. You go!
Where y'all at?
- Hey. - Hey, what are you doing back here?
- Get out. - Yo, this shit ain't cool, man. Come on.
- Hey, get out. - Get off. Get off me.
Call police. Call police.
- Get out of here. - Come on, nigga.
- Hello? Give me police. - All for some fucking pussy.
- You people the same. - I call the police.
Fuck you, bitch. Call the fucking police.
What's wrong with you? Come on, Mike. Let's go.
- You get the hell out of here! - Fuck you, bitch.
One day I'll own this motherfucker. What you wanna do, huh?
- Police? Two black boys attacked us. - Come on.
- Fuck you, motherfucker. - Come on.
What the fuck is wrong with you, man?
Shit.
Come on. Let's go.
He ain't nowhere.
It wouldn't be so bad if this was the first time...
...but it's like a regular pattern now.
Screws up, disappears. Screws up, disappears.
How long's he been gone this time? Three, four days now?
- Do we even know where he is? - Molehills, Teddy.
Molehills, huh? Last week he threatened a teacher at school.
Last month, he's boning some underage classmate.
We'll just have to take him out of school.
- Take him out of school? - Obviously, it's a bad influence on him.
He's in the tenth grade. He needs to go to school.
What he needs is an environment conducive to his becoming a champion.
And what if fighting don't work out?
What if he actually has to find a job someday?
- Are we done with this conversation? - He needs discipline, Cus.
I think we ought to suspend his gym privileges.
I only trained two world champions. You gonna tell me what to do?
Any other fighter, you'd have thrown him out so long ago...
I am not gonna suspend my best fighter! That's stupid!
- Teddy, you got visitors. - I'm busy.
No, I'll tell you what's stupid. Letting this punk run wild...
...because you're too scared he'll walk if you don't.
Don't tell me how to run my gym.
Our gym. Remember, Cus? Six years now. Our gym.
- Teddy! - What?
Your sister is here.
- Mike Tyson? - Yeah.
Mike Tyson's been fucking... Goddamn it!
Son of a bitch! I'm gonna kill that motherfucker!
I am gonna k... That's it.
I'm gonna take care of this my way. Let's go. Come on. Let's get out of here.
You allow yourself to be distracted...
...you allow yourself to fail. Everybody get back to your work.
- What the fuck? - Motherfucker, you went too far.
You know what this is about. You know what this is about.
- What? What, Jamie? - That's right, Jamie.
- Man, I didn't do a fucking thing... - Fuck you. I know exactly what you did.
- No, man, she came after me, anyway. - Came after you?
She's a fucking kid.
Motherfucker, if you ever disrespect anyone in my family again...
...I will kill you. Understand this. I swear to fucking God, I will kill you.
You know, if you want me to be scared...
...you know, I'll do my damnedest.
Do you doubt me?
Just say it.
Do you doubt me?
Yeah, right outside.
What the hell was I supposed to do, Jimmy? He had a gun.
Yeah, he shot it. Well, no, not at him.
I think he was just trying to scare him.
Still, it's a hell of a way to make a point, isn't it?
He claims Mike was trying to get fresh with his kid sister-in-law.
Yeah.
I guess I'll just have to find a new trainer, huh?
Let it go. Five, five, six. Knock that...
No boxer get into the ring totally fearless...
...but fear's a good friend of every good, reasonable athlete.
How does it feel to be fighting for a professional purse?
It feels great.
Yeah! All right!
Count him out. Count him out.
You okay? You sure?
Nice. Nice.
Six! Seven! Eight! Nine! Ten!
Cus!
Visiting hours are over. You can't go in. Visiting hours are over.
- I gotta see him. - You can't... No.
Leave him alone. Let him rest.
Visiting hours are over. Come back tomorrow.
Shh. Come on. He has been waiting for you.
Cus, man.
Come on, man. Please don't die. Please don't die, Cus.
How am I supposed to die when you won't even let me sleep?
Come on, man. Come on, you gotta get better.
You gotta get better. L... I'll mess it up without you, man.
I can't go on without you always getting on me.
You gotta go on, Mike.
If you don't...
...if you screw it up...
...I'm gonna come back from the dead...
...and whip your ass.
Seven-seven-two. Look how good he still looks, will you?
You know, he's 174 pounds.
Louis outweighed him by 25 and three-quarter pounds.
Look at the way he's fighting on the inside.
Just like Frazier with Ali.
Yeah, but he won't keep it up. He's gonna lose his speed.
Are you listening to me?
I miss him, Jimmy. I really fucking miss him.
Hey.
Shit.
It's guys who can't cry that I worry about.
I'm so weak.
- Jimmy, man, I feel so weak. - Weak?
You're Iron Mike. You're Big Mike.
Man, I don't feel like it. Not with Cus gone.
I could never figure out what he saw in me.
He loved you.
Why?
Courage.
Heart.
And you got fists like bowling balls.
- Like wrecking balls. - Like wrecking balls.
You got me, Mike.
I'm not going anywhere.
So with the championship already at stake...
...early in Tyson's career, the spark so faithfully nurtured by Cus D 'Amato...
...becomes a roaring blaze.
Tyson baring in with those murderous left hooks.
Down goes Berbick.
Berbick's struggling to get up.
He's gonna make an attempt. And back onto the canvas.
This may be the end already. At age 20...
...Mike Tyson is about to become the youngest heavyweight champion ever.
Sorry, that's it. It's all over. It's all over.
And that will do it.
So a new era in boxing begins.
At 20 years old, Mike Tyson has fulfilled his destiny.
Ladies and gentlemen...
...the time: Two minutes, 35 seconds of the second round...
...referee Mills Lane stopped the bout.
The winner by a TKO, and new WBC heavyweight champion of the world...
...Iron Mike Tyson.
I would like to dedicate my fight to my guardian, Cus D 'Amato.
He's up there looking and talking to the fighters...
...saying his boy did it.
What was the most important lesson Cus taught you?
Cus always depended everything on character and...
Yo, Mike. Yo, is that shit good, man? Ha-ha-ha!
- He saw I was good enough... - Yo, Mike, is that shit good?
Who are you gonna fight next?
I'm champion of the world. I'll fight any man alive.
Anybody in the world. I'll take on all comers.
The marvel with the good fighters...
...is how quick their hands are.
Okay, watch here. Tucker. Left hook to the ribs, right?
Check it out, bam, bam, bam, look at that shit!
Right bombs to the head every fucking time.
What the fuck, Mike? Turn it back. Hey. Turn it back.
Jesus. Okay, now. See that? See that?
Each time he jabs, he drops his right hand back.
Leaves you what?
What the fuck? Mike, will you turn it back?
Mike, you know, you're gonna be fighting this guy.
Where's my dinner?
- You just had lunch. - So what? I'm hungry.
Give me that fucking thing.
He's trying to stay away from the big left.
Mike, cut it out, man. What th... Give me...
Give the fucking r...
He bores in a little bit, then backs out.
More up around the facial area. That'll be wiped up...
Fucking dickhead. What the fuck's gotten into you lately?
- Corner of Tony Tucker... - Why are you wearing...
What do you want? A little spaghetti? Steak?
I want some hominy grits.
I want some black-eyed peas. Bring me some chitlins out this motherfucker.
- What food is that? - Thank you, Yvonne.
You know I don't know how to cook that.
Attention, peasants, the empress has no dress on.
- Son of a bitch. - I need a microscope.
- Anybody home? - Hey. Jimmy.
- Hey. - Bill.
- Man, how's it going? - All right, Bill.
- Kevin. - All right, all right.
- What's with Kevin? - I'm pushing a fucking rock...
...up a fucking mountain. That's what's with fucking Kevin.
Hey, Mike.
Oh, Jimmy, man. Hey, it's good to see you.
- Hey, how are you doing, huh? - All right, man.
- Oh, man, don't hurt me, man. - Hurt you, huh?
- You been good? - You know it.
You staying out of trouble?
- So you got the clap, huh? - Aw, it's no big thing.
Which? The disease or what you caught it with?
Yeah, right.
Seriously, Mike.
I mean, there's a whole bunch of stuff going on out there that could kill you...
...and you're taking way too many chances.
Man, that was just a phase, Jimmy. I'm over that shit.
Course you are.
- Orgies, smorgies, right? - No, man, I'm serious.
I mean, I just wanna fall in love, you know what I mean?
You know, and have a relationship like you got with Lorraine, some kids.
Kids?
- What do you mean, kids? - Yeah, sure, man.
Get out.
Oh, yo, Jimmy, man, I saw the most beautiful girl today.
I mean, she was smart, elegant.
Been thinking about her, man. She got my heart.
Think her name was Robin.
- She from around here? - No, man, I saw her on television.
- Television? Jesus, come on. - What, man?
I'll call you later.
Hello, is, uh, Robin Givens there?
Good evening. May I speak to Robin?
Hello?
Damn.
Hello, Robin. This is Mike. Mike Tyson.
- Hello, take two. - Say what?
Hello? As in, to whom am I speaking?
Um, is this Robin?
That's my name. Don 't wear it out. To whom am I speaking?
Uh, Mike Tyson.
Mike Tyson? The fighter guy?
Yeah, that's right.
Well, this is a surprise.
A good one, I hope.
So far, so good.
To what do I owe the pleasure of this call, Mr. Mike Tyson?
Well, you know, I was kind of admiring your work for a long time now...
...and you know, I was kind of thinking that, maybe, you know...
...sometime we can get together, you know, and, uh...
By that, I take it, you're hoping we could meet?
Yeah, yeah, you know, whatever.
I was thinking maybe I could come out west and visit you.
That's if it's okay with you.
Go, Mike. Let's win, let's win.
Ringside seats for Mike's new fling?
Mike said this one's serious.
- Really? - He's deeply in love.
Hmm.
Get him, get him.
Oh, no. Come on.
- Oh, come on. - Tucker.
He's not doing it. He's not getting the job done.
All right, come on. One step back. There we go. Come on.
- Come on, Mike. - Move, move.
Go with the four, with the four.
- Mike. - Come on.
All right, come on, come on. Step out of it. Come on.
- Hey, man. - Mike. Michael.
Sticking your chin out like a piñata.
Don't go for the one shot. Work the body, then the head.
- Come on, now. Work for him. - Mike.
Hey, you know what's gonna happen if you lose out there tonight? Do you?
That girlfriend is gonna go home with Fuckhead.
She's gonna do all kinds of nasty things to him all night long.
And do you know why?
- Because she's here... - Fuck you.
Because she's here for the champ. She ain't here for Iron Mikey.
She's here for the champ.
She don't care what the fuck his name is so long as people call him "champ."
Michael.
That's it, yeah, the combinations.
Yes, yes, yes.
- All right, yeah! - All right, come on, now.
- Three, two, one. - With the four, with the four.
That's it. That's what I'm talking about. Get him.
Go, go. Yes. Get him, Mike.
All right, come on, Mike, again. Come on, come on, come on.
All right, all right, yeah.
- Keep it coming. - Come on, Mike.
That's what... That's what I'm talking about.
Woohoo!
Down, down, down.
The new, undisputed...
...heavyweight champion of the world...
...Iron Mike Tyson.
Don King, tell us the significance of Mike Tyson...
...unifying the championship tonight. - Oh, come on, please. It looks good.
- Put it on. - What we have witnessed...
I know where it would look good.
Where?
Tournament of heavyweight boxing.
A culmination wherein one Michael Gerald Tyson...
...out of Brooklyn, New York, has emerged resplendent...
...in a crown fitting of a king...
...and become the newest heavyweight champion of the world.
- You are my queen. - Queen for a day?
For always.
All he felt since the reign of Muhammad Ali.
And this unification series spanning 16 months and conceived by me...
...because I am the "Only-in-America" man.
This is nothing less than the World Series of boxing...
...created in order to bring together the otherwise-experienced entities...
...into the ring...
The heavyweight division is in better shape today...
...than it has been for a long time.
- Comments? - Oh, man.
I gotta get away from these guys. I'll see you inside.
Mike, when's your next fight?
Robin?
- Yes, I'm excited. - Are you excited about it?
We're very excited.
Oh, look, they caught her. She's gotta learn to slide past them.
You kidding me? She lives for this shit.
Oh, I gotta call Camille.
- Come on, come on, come on. - Hello?
- Michael, where have you been?
What do you mean where I've been? I've been getting married.
Married?
Oh, Michael.
Yeah, you know, we had to keep it a secret.
You know, we had to do it fast.
See, Robin's pregnant, Ma...
...and she says she's about three months already.
Michael...
Come on, Ma. You're supposed to be happy for me.
I am, Michael. I really am, it...
It's just that...
It's just that what?
Mike? Mike, it's Bill.
- L... - Hey, Bill, guess what?
Yeah, I overheard. Congratulations, it's great.
Uh, listen, I got some bad news.
Jimmy passed away. His leukaemia finally caught up with him.
I'm sorry, Mike.
What? What's the matter?
Jimmy passed away.
Aw, Jesus.
Listen, the funeral's in California...
...and, uh, we'll be flying out Friday.
She storms into my office and shouts, "I'm Mrs. Mike Tyson...
...and I am taking over my husband's affairs. "
Not, "Gee, Bill, I'm sorry that your friend and partner...
...of 20 years has passed away. "
No, instead she storms in and screams, "I demand to see Mike's contract."
Fuck.
On the very day that Jimmy died, the very day.
About fucking time. Bill, it's here.
Is this Mike Tyson's limo?
Sorry, folks. Are you with Mr. King's party?
Mr. King? What, are the sharks circling already?
Beautiful. Only in America. See the look on Cayton's face?
Tastefully framed, I can hang that over my mantle.
Aw, Jesus, who invited him?
Mike. Mike, my deepest sympathies.
- Bill. - Don.
Oh, Lorraine.
Though Jim and I were rarely on the same side...
...of the bargaining table, I respected him.
I always treasured his friendship. I'm going to miss him very much.
- Hey, there he is. Hey, hey, hey. - Thank you, Don.
- There's a taxi over here. - Hello, Mr. King.
It's degrading. They should've had limos waiting.
I mean, these people don't know how to handle a champion.
Well, when I managed Ali, he never had to wait at an airport. Never.
Hey, brother.
Now, we got lots of room. Why don't you come ride with us?
- Come on. - Isn't that Mike Tyson? Wow.
Come on.
You don't suppose Big Don arranged to have our limo delayed, do you?
The sharks are definitely circling.
You know, you were very fortunate to have Jimmy for a manager.
He was just the kind of father figure you needed.
You know, just starting out and all.
- Yeah, he was a good man. - Oh, damn good.
- Now, that's a nice suit, brother. - Yeah, that's really nice, Mike.
Tell me something, Mike.
Do you trust Satan?
- Satan? - Cayton.
Oh, did I say "Satan"?
Ha-ha-ha! I meant Cayton.
But the question still stands. Do you trust him?
Well, yeah, I guess.
What's his cut? If you don't me asking, that is.
Thirty percent.
- Thirteen. Well, that's fair. - No, not 13, 30.
Thirty, I see. Hmm.
And Cayton is setting up this Spinks fight for you next, right?
Hm.
What would you say, Mike...
...if I was to offer you, say, five fights... Five easy fights.
For 5 million dollars each...
...if you were to come fight for me instead of Satan?
I mean Cayton.
Well, I'll tell you what. I'll think about it.
You do that, Mike. Take all the time you need.
So, what did King want?
What does he always want?
He offered me five matches at 5 million each...
...if I didn't go through with the Spinks fight.
- What did you tell him? - "Why should I fight five matches...
...when I can make just as much with one easy match?"
- Did that shut him up? - Shit. Don King?
You okay, Mike?
You know who's buried down there in that grave?
Jimmy, Cus, my mother.
Everybody I could ever trust is down there in that hole.
I mean, things were so different before the money.
Now I can't trust nobody.
You don't trust Bill?
I don't know. I hear things.
Robin?
See, I love Robin with all my heart, man...
...but love and trust is different things.
You know what I mean?
From the sexy realm of television sitcoms...
...to a lifestyle of undreamed fantasy, Robin Givens became the new queen...
...of heavyweight boxing champion Mike Tyson.
Here we see the young royal couple in their new 4. 6 million-dollar palace...
...purchased by Mike here in Bernardsville, New Jersey.
I was told that Bill Cayton...
...offered a friend of ours $50,000 to sabotage our marriage.
People in the fight business are bigger crooks than the hoods I grew up with.
King is feeding Robin lies and unfortunately she's believing them.
Now, I support Ruth Roper when she says her daughter fears for her life...
...because she asked the unpardonable question, "Where is the money?"
If there's 50 million in Mike's account and there's supposed to be 70...
...there's a problem. - Just as I also support Robin Givens...
...who is clearly the best thing that has ever happened to Mike Tyson.
Goddamn star-fucking piece of shit.
There are three years left on Mike's contract.
If they try to break it, I'll take it to the Supreme Court.
Bill Cayton is an egotistical maniac who thinks he controls the universe.
No one can gain control of Tyson, because I'm the boss.
Bill Cayton's my manager, Don King's my promoter. That's as far as it goes.
If the pressure of being the champ gets to be too much...
...I can end it all just like that.
All I gotta do is just get knocked out and it'll all end.
Cayton's contract with Tyson is a slave contract.
Outright ownership.
They're willing a nigger slave right here in 1988 just like they done in 1849.
I'm not anti-white, I'm just pro-black.
King is winning Tyson on the theory that blacks should stick together.
Black manager, black trainer, black promoter. Black, black, black.
I'm the best fighter in the world. Nobody can beat me.
Mike Tyson is our knight in shining armour.
Each blow he strikes, he strikes it for all those...
...who are discriminated against, the downtrodden, the underprivileged...
...the denied, the segregated.
People wanna be my friend so they can steal my money.
Everybody get their hand out.
How did a woman who went to Sarah Lawrence...
...and reportedly to Harvard Medical School...
...wind up falling in love with a guy from the school of hard knocks?
God, I wanna know too.
There's something... We have a lot in common.
Tradition. Traditional families. And we just sort of love each other.
Traditional families? Honesty? Love? What is this shit?
You sound sceptical, Don.
Sceptical? Carl, I am sceptical up the receptacle.
I know for a fact she never went to medical school, Harvard or any other.
Just as I also know for a fact...
...she was never one of the Ford Agency's top models...
...as she so often likes to claim.
So I heard she was five and a half months pregnant.
- Five and a half months pregnant? - Rumour has it...
...she was three months pregnant when Ruth made them get married.
Oh, Carl, this is a woman with larceny in her heart.
Why, this is absurd. It's atrocious.
It's a flagrant effrontery to any vestiges of respect...
...left in our besmirched profession.
What I'm hearing here is Michael Spinks vs. Mike Tyson...
...a promotion reasonably expected to gross over 70 million dollars...
...and you are offering me, the promoter, a mere 3 million?
No, no. Sorry.
Not only is this pittance you call your final offer entirely unacceptable...
...it's outright immoral!
It is also my final offer, Don. Take it or leave it.
Bill, everybody in this room knows that it is customary for the promoter...
...to get 30 percent.
Not this three-point-something bullshit that...
Who is the promoter?
The cable and foreign rights have already been set up...
...the purses negotiated and the site fees paid.
The promoter as we know it is obsolete.
The truth is we don't even need you.
The truth is you're a smart businessman.
And smart businessmen don't go around throwing away 3 million dollars...
...without good reason.
Maybe I feel sorry for you.
And maybe you're afraid your champ will see the light...
...and come work for me.
Three million. Take it or leave it.
Robin!
Michael? Michael, up here.
Oh, Michael.
Michael, thank God you're here.
Be strong.
Tyson vs. Spinks.
The biggest purse in the history of boxing, two weeks away.
The other night I saw Don King shaking hands with Donald Trump.
I mean, can you imagine King and Trump shaking on a deal?
It's gonna take a dozen accountants...
...to figure out who's the screwer and who's the screwee.
Yeah, that's Jackie Gayle.
Hey, Kevin. Ain't it kind of unusual...
...for a champ to blow off training camp?
No, not at all. Happens all the time.
Well, somebody ought to tell Spinks. He's training his ass off.
- Any queens? - Go fish.
I know you got one, you lying son of a...
Fish.
God's gonna punish you for this.
Okay, you got any twos?
- Hey, hey. Lookie here. Kevin. - Here comes your boy.
Mike, got anything to say about Spinks' comment yesterday?
Twenty-one million. You don't wanna let Spinks have it, do you, Mike?
Well, well, well. Look what the cat puked up. I hope you're here to work.
Because if you ain't, don't be wasting our fucking time.
Come on, man. Come on.
Come on.
Come on, Mike. Throw some punches.
Punch him out. Take him to school.
That's enough.
Get back in there. That ain't enough.
It's enough when I say it's enough. Epps, get back in there. Come on.
Look, we'll make it up tomorrow.
You ain't stepping out of that ring...
...till you knock those pounds of Cheetos off your ass.
Come on, let's go.
Mike, come on. What the fuck?
- Yo, uh, Kev. - Go on.
I don't think now's a good time to be riding Mike like this.
Yeah? And why is that, counsellor?
Look, this ain't got shit to do with me and you, all right?
Robin had a miscarriage.
- A miscarriage? Ah. - Yeah.
You know Mike better than anybody else.
He's a sensitive cat, and I think it'd behove all concerned...
...if you take it easy on him for a while.
I see. Gosh, thank you, Rory.
- That's my boy. - Yeah.
- Mike, get the fuck back in the ring. - What the fuck is wrong with you?
- Why don't you take a hike, you leech? - Kiss my ass. Mike is up there tripping.
You of all people should be sensitive.
Why don't you tell me about sensitivity, Mr. 250-Thou-a-Year friend?
Motherfucker, I earn my money.
And I am his friend and I do feel sorry for him.
- And your little punk ass should too. - I feel sorry, all right.
Sorry to be the only one with the balls enough...
...to tell him that Robin was about as pregnant as I am.
- Fuck you, man. - Yeah, fuck me.
Fuck me for telling him what everybody already knows.
That he's getting fucked by his claptrap and Mommy fucking dearest.
Towel.
No, you won't be needing that, man.
You heard whitey.
When whitey say "Jump," nigga say, "How high?"
When whitey say "Fight," nigga say, "How long?"
When whitey say "To the death, nigga"...
...nigga say, "Oh, yes, sir, master. "
Come on, motherfucker. Come on. Do your job, man. Hit me.
Oh, I'm touched. Come on, motherfucker. You can't hit.
- Mike! - Man, you ain't shit.
Hit me like you got some balls, motherfucker. Come on, hit me.
Ooh. You almost knocked me out.
You got one more chance, motherfucker. One more.
Oh, come on, Mike. This is fucked up. Rooney, what the fuck's happening?
- Oh, Jesus. - Hey, what the...?
Can you hear me? Are you all right?
You.
Come on! Get in here, motherfucker.
Bitch-ass motherfucker, come on.
You've got 10 seconds to knock me the fuck out.
Come on.
One, two...
Three, four...
Five, six...
Seven. Come on, motherfucker. Eight.
You better kill me, motherfucker...
...because I have every intention on killing you.
Nine.
Ten.
You out of your fucking mind?
Yo, Mike. What the fuck are you doing, man?
Jesus.
- Somebody... - Come on in here, pussy.
Thanks but no, thanks, homeboy.
Look at that. Fifteen-hundred-dollar-a-week pussy.
Yeah, keep the change, Mr. Tyson.
You look wonderful.
Ladies. Ravishing as ever.
Mr. Winston has the papers.
Ladies.
- Mr. Winston, go get it on, now. - Of course.
This is for you.
Thank you.
I've been fired.
Mike Tyson is challenging the last man other than himself...
...with any viable claim to heavyweight pre-eminence:
Michael Spinks.
What makes this such a fascinating showdown, Jim...
...is that Michael Spinks is a winner. He's always found a way to win.
Fight fans know and respect that and many of them are wondering...
...whether he can frustrate and beat a much younger, stronger champion.
Keyword perhaps being "frustrate"...
...because for every one you find...
...who believes that Tyson will simply overpower Spinks...
...you might find another person who believes Spinks...
...will be too much the technician for Tyson.
Listen, Mike, I, uh...
Thirteen and a half million dollars guaranteed to Spinks...
- Hurry up. - ... who won an Olympic gold medal...
...and has never lost a professional prize fight.
Tyson, for his part, will earn even more money tonight...
...if he too is unbeaten as a professional.
There he is!
Ladies and gentlemen...
...this is the main event of the evening.
Featuring twelve rounds of boxing...
...for the undisputed heavyweight championship of the world.
Introducing in the blue corner...
...fighting out of Philadelphia, Pennsylvania...
...weighing in at 212 and one-quarter pounds...
...with a professional record of 31 wins, no defeats, 21 KOs.
He was an Olympic gold medallist and is regarded by many boxing fans...
...as well as Ring Magazine...
...as the heavyweight champion of the world.
Ladies and gentlemen, here is Michael Spinks.
And in the red corner is a protégé of the late, great Cus D'Amato.
He fights out of Catskill, New York.
He weighed in at 218 and one-quarter pounds.
His professional record: 34 wins, no defeats, with 30 KOs.
He is the undefeated, undisputed heavyweight champion of the world...
...Iron Mike Tyson.
Okay, gentlemen. You received your instructions in the dress room.
Any questions? Touch gloves. Good luck to both of you.
This one's for Cus and Jimmy. Do you hear me? Now, take it.
- All right, come on. All right? - Yes, baby.
Okay, break in there.
Okay, Mike, watch that elbow.
Give it to him. Take it to him.
Okay, break it up. Break it up, come on.
Yeah! Breathe, breathe.
Okay, Mike, get over in that corner.
Four, five...
...six, seven, eight...
You okay, Michael? Then let's go.
- Oh, fuck! - To that corner, Mike.
Three, four, five, six, seven...
...eight, nine, ten. You're out!
Yeah, baby! That's it, Michael, That's it! That's the way to go!
- I've been fired. - What?
We've been fired. Don King's his manager now.
Trust me, Michael is finally in charge of his business...
...more than ever before.
And they're still robbing him blind.
Why, do you realise Mike's paying all of Camille's bills still?
Food, utilities, everything.
Hey, hey. Lay a tarp down before you drag that across my carpet.
- Sorry. - Shh. We're taping.
She liked me more than I liked her when it started.
- Really? - That's not true.
I think so. I think so because, you know, she says:
"I didn't like him because he's a fighter," but I believe she liked me more.
What did you want from Robin?
- When it first started, I... - Don't say it on television.
Fair enough.
What's it been like since? This roller-coaster life?
It's been torture, Barbara. It's been pure hell.
It's been worse than anything I could possibly imagine.
Every day, it's some kind of battle, some kind of fight.
With whom?
With managers, with family members, with...
Just always trying to hold up your dignity.
It's something I never thought I'd have to endure.
Michael is a manic-depressive. I mean, that's just a fact.
- And living with him... - Mm.
...has been worse than anything I could possibly imagine.
Now, they drugged that nigga. Man, look at him.
I mean, I think for the first time I understand abused women.
What you think? You think they slipped Mikey a Mickey?
Why do you love him?
Because there's a side of Michael most people don't know.
A side even I wasn't aware of initially, an incredible gentle side.
Also because Michael loves me more than anything in the world...
...and I feel like he needs me, which, maybe, I need.
Do you want him to continue boxing?
I want to live with Mike Tyson for the rest of my life...
...and have little Tysons.
That's what I want...
...but that can't happen if Michael doesn't get help.
And if he doesn't, will you stay?
No.
Bingo.
Damn, brother been set up like a bowling pin.
Brothers, the Lord works in mysterious ways...
...his wonders to perform.
You see that 20/20 thing about them the other night?
Missed it.
Suffice it to say, this call don't surprise me one bit.
Mom, did you hear that? I'm fucking Donald Trump.
I have not been fucking Donald Trump!
- Fuck you! - Uh, ma'am, there was a call?
You finally get here! Where the hell have you been? We could've been killed!
Something you forgot to steal, bitch!
Sir?
Fucking gold-digging slut!
What the fuck do you all want? Huh?
There was a call about a dispute.
Ain't no dispute! Everybody knows they're bitches.
Fuck you!
It looks like you got a little carried away.
Bitch, my motherfucking house. I can do what the fuck I want.
What the fuck are... What is he doing?
He's sick!
- Get the fuck away from here. - You can't threaten your wife.
- I didn't put a hand on her! Fucking liar! - Oh, yeah, right.
- Get the fuck out. - You call yourselves cops!
Shit, nobody broke no motherfucking laws.
Get the fuck off my property.
- Mr. Tyson, we can't leave while this... - Fuck you all.
You're not gonna get anything. Just arrest him and take him off to jail.
- Just relax. - Okay, okay.
- All right, just calm down. - Mike!
- Stay back, don't you... - Mike!
Fuck off.
Freeze, Mike, freeze.
- Stay away! - Get the fuck out of my way.
- Fucking crazy. This is crazy. - Fuck all you motherfuckers.
All y'all make me sick!
- You're just gonna let him go? - Especially you, fucking cunt.
Ooh-wee! You must've called her the C-word...
...because the C-word's the only thing known to man...
...to make a woman that mad.
Robin hereby seeks a divorce.
You know why she's filing in California, don't you? Uh-huh.
When you're around him, you live in constant fear.
He's a time bomb.
We have a man who threatens to kill his wife.
Not even an ordinary man...
...one who is arguably the most vicious man on the planet.
Oh, hell, yes, man. The Japs will love Mike Tyson.
When?
Uh, February, Mike? How's February?
Yeah, February's fine.
Who? Now, what the hell difference does it make who?
Tell them he's gonna fight Hulk Hogan. Ha-ha!
Those Japs, they'll buy tickets to anything.
One time, Michael had hit me in the head...
...with a closed fist.
He knows how to hit and where to hit without causing any real damage.
Buster Douglas? Yeah, I know what I said about Buster Douglas.
I just don't think people gonna pay good money...
...to see Mike slaughter Buster Douglas.
What's old Buster doing these days, anyway?
Mike, Buster is a carpet-delivery boy.
What Kevin Rooney? Oh, man. Kevin Rooney is gone.
Why?
Two million dollars a fight is why.
At the peak of his manic state...
...Michael went down to the bar and started drinking vodka...
...glass by glass, like it was water.
He then returned to our room...
...took a handful of lithium...
...and locked himself in the bathroom, saying he was going to kill himself.
Mike, for future reference...
...never, under any circumstances, call a coloured woman the C-word.
And I'm supposed to be abusing him.
- Look. - That's Mike Tyson.
Oh, man. That's Mike Tyson.
Hey, Mike. What are you doing up here in Harlem?
I came down here to see how the black people live, know what I'm saying?
Well, I'm black myself. A lot of people don't know that.
- Mike, baby, can I get your autograph? - Yeah, baby.
- Dark and lovely. - Hey, Mike.
Ooh! Mmm-mmm. Look at you.
- Damn, baby. Your man let you out? - What can I tell you?
Damn. You coming with me tonight?
There's that lispy motherfucker.
- Who's that? - Some fighter wannabes.
Oh, what's this? "Bitch" Green. Look at this motherfucker.
You ain't getting tired of being pussy-whipped, motherfucker?
Your old lady? Your old lady's old lady?
- Double pussy-whipped. - There you go.
You're also a pitiful, poor-ass motherfucker.
What, you want me to whup that ass again?
Fuck that! You didn't beat me, motherfucker.
Anybody seen the TV knows that.
They know I knocked the Jheri-curl juice out your head, motherfucker.
I'll give you that, motherfucker. Tell me where Robin's at.
I'll tell you where she's at. She's at my house, butt naked, making grits.
How you like it? Bent over backwards.
- Come on. - I wouldn't take that shit, buddy.
- Mike, what you gonna do? - Do something to him.
So who's the biggest pussy, Mike? You or Robin?
What's up, motherfucker?
You ain't nothing, motherfucker.
- Mike! - Mike!
- Mike? - Mike! Mike!
Mike! Take me with you. Please?
- There's a car there. - Wait up.
I would like...
...maybe date Mike Tyson.
Forty-two to one.
Is there anything that you know that the odds makers don't?
Yeah, well...
...they can't measure desire, you know?
Mike's a great fighter. I just hope to hold my own.
So far, over seemingly invincible...
- ...heavyweight champion Mike Tyson... - Look at that.
The one-punch bobs. It ain't gonna work, Mike.
Come on, fuck him up, Mike!
Break. Break clean. Come on, punch your way out.
Break.
...and he's been hit more punches in this fight alone...
...than I think I've seen in all of his other fights combined.
It's been all Douglas up to this point.
And who would have thought that...
Fighters, punch your way out!
Break clean. Break!
Yes! Yes!
Three!
Four!
Five!
Six, seven!
Eight! Nine!
No! The fight is over! It's finished!
What the hell do you call that? That was the longest count...
...I ever heard in my life. The fight is history.
That guy was down over 15 seconds.
Where the hell did you get this ref? The man's gonna get my man beat.
He was down way more than 10.
Ten? Shit, it was more like 20.
Get me the enswell.
- Yo, you got any other stuff in there? - I don't know.
- Where the fuck's the enswell? - We don't have an enswell.
- Give me an ice pack. - Give him an ice pack, Jay.
Just a second.
Fight!
That's it!
There you go. Body shots. Hit him, man.
Punch your way out.
Keep working, now.
Come on, get out of there, Mike!
Keep your eyes open!
After the knockdown, Tyson unable to capture...
Stick and move, Mike! Stick and move!
Keep moving, Mikey! Keep moving! Shit!
Go to your corners.
Get in the chair, Mike.
- Where's the fucking chair? - Damn it, Jay, get the stool!
Give me the damn stool!
- Ice. - Get some fucking ice.
- We don't have none. - Well, find some.
His fucking eye's closing up.
Rory, put some Vaseline right on this eye.
- Aboline. - Aboline? What's that?
- I'm allergic to Vaseline. - Oh, shit.
We got any of that in there?
Shit. Aw, shit.
Fuck.
Listen to me, James. Listen!
He ain't got nothing left.
Keep working harder, all right? Let's go to work. Come on!
Ready?
Let's go. Come on!
Fight!
Keep working!
- Keep working, Mike! - Stick and move, baby! Yes! Yes!
Tyson's eye now completely shut.
He can't see Douglas's punches coming...
...and Buster is landing a lot of them in succession.
It's been said that the only man who could beat Mike Tyson...
...was Mike Tyson himself...
...but he's getting a lot of help from a challenger...
- Keep moving, baby! - Mike, you gotta keep moving.
- Come on, Mike! - Come on, champ!
Three!
If Mike Tyson doesn't get up, this will be the biggest upset...
...in the history of heavyweight championship...
Mike, you gotta get up!
Five!
Six!
- Come on, Mike! - Come on! Don't give up!
Seven!
Eight!
Nine!
It's over! You're out!
Live fast, die young.
Will Mike Tyson ever get up from this knockout?
Buster Douglas was on the canvas for 16 seconds. He was out!
No, you listen to me. I got the tape...
...and I'm taking it to the WBA, the WBC and the IBF.
All of them!
And they're gonna see that there was a knockout in the eighth round.
No, no. Mike Tyson's not losing his belt...
...because some referee forgot how to count.
That's not right. You know it's not right.
Don't you even know how to cut tape? Get that shit off of him.
I'm gonna take care of this for you, Mike.
And you know I always do what I say.
I know you do, man.
You're gonna get it all back.
Either they reverse their decision, or...
- I didn't have it out there tonight. - Fuck that! You won the fight, Mike.
- On my back? - The fight was over!
I lost.
Goddamn you, Mike.
I don't wanna hear that kind of talk, that goddamned defeatist attitude.
You did not lose.
I'm gonna prove it...
...and you are not gonna fuck me up.
You understand me?
Okay, Don. I see your point.
I did not lose.
Hey, Don. What have you got to say?
I gotta go feed the seals.
That kid took a beating there.
Hey, fellas.
All you're getting tonight is the truth. He was down in the eighth round.
You want anything else?
I wanna go home.
What is so funny?
"Who ate my ice cream? Don't you never eat my ice cream. "
Hey, Mike, how about a rematch?
I would like to focus on the 37 hours you were here in Indianapolis...
...beginning with your arrival on July 17th, 1991...
...in order to participate in the Miss Black America pageant.
How does it feel not to be champ?
You tell me, we both know.
What about the rumours that you and Robin are seeing each other?
Kiss my what?
No, the rumours that you and...
Mr. Tyson, once you arrived at the Omni Hotel, what did you do?
- Hey, man. Good to see you. - Charlie Neal.
Hey, Mike, Charlie Neal and Johnny Gill.
- Hey, man, I like your music, man. - Good to meet you.
Yo, man. So when are we gonna see these, uh, beauties?
Well, right after you do that promo for me, Mike.
I don't know, man. I think it's gonna be the other way.
Two, three, four, five, six, seven and be there. Got it?
Let's go, girls. We don't have much time.
- Darnelle, remember your place. - I'm in trouble now, man.
Miss Washington, describe the contestants ' reaction...
...when Mike came into the room.
We were all very excited.
Am I to understand that at some point...
...Mr. Tyson was asked to participate in the rehearsal?
Yes.
Am I to understand that at some point during the rehearsal...
...he hugged you and asked you if you would like to go out that evening?
Yes.
And you had never met him before.
No.
We were getting ready to go to sleep when the phone rang.
- Hello? - Hey, Desiree there?
- Yes, she is. May I ask who's calling? - Tell her it's Mike.
Hold on. Some guy named Mike.
- Hello? - Hey. It's me, Mike.
Mike Tyson?
- Yeah. We met at the rehearsal. - Mike Tyson? He's on the phone.
- Hi. - How you doing?
Okay.
Listen, why don't you come down?
Wait, hold on. Shh!
- Anything wrong up there? - No, I'm fine. What's up?
I was wondering if you wanna come down and go with me to a party.
Tonight? Isn't it kind of late for a party?
Well, there's still a lot of celebrities there.
I don't know.
What about tomorrow? Can we go out then?
No, I wish I could, but I gotta leave tomorrow.
Why don't you come on down? It'll be fun.
Good evening.
- Nice dress. - Thanks.
Mr. Tyson, after Miss Washington got in the car, what did you do?
I kissed her.
- And how did she react? - She kissed me.
- To the hotel. - Is the party there?
No. I just gotta go there and pick up my bodyguard.
Oh. Mike Tyson needs a bodyguard?
- Yeah, that's right. - Ha-ha!
- Where you from again? - I'm from Rhode Island.
I thought we were just going to pick up his bodyguard...
...before going out on the town to all these after-parties with other celebrities.
When you got out of the elevator, where did you and Mike go?
We walked the hall to his room.
Do you have any pets?
- I got pigeons. - Yeah?
How many do you have?
- I don't know. Something like 200. - Two hundred? Really?
That's really neat. I've got a puppy.
Uh-huh.
We'll just be here a second. Come on in.
What's the difference between the hero and the coward?
There ain't no difference.
They both feel exactly the same on the inside.
They both fear dying and getting hurt.
It's what the hero does that makes him a hero...
...and what the other doesn't do that makes him a coward.