Heavyweight Murder Case

and your left shoulder, Mike. That shoulder up higher. Keep your left out. Oh, further? That's it. Keep him away from that left. Keep jabbing, Mike. Keep that left hand in his kisser. Get him off balance with it.

Now, now the right. Oh, OK, Mike. That's enough for today. Come on over here. I want to talk to you. I mean, have that glove. I'll take it off for you. Yep. That's it. There we are.

Oh, it feels good to get that mouth, and he said, on my jaw and his gloves off, Sam. How had I lookin' there today? Hey, you'll do. I know there's trouble with your shoulders, eh?

And want you catchin' cold right now? Yeah. And I tell that helmet you're wearing. Eh, eh. I'll put her away with the rest of the stuff. Gettin' up, Sam. Well, what goes on now? Nothing.

You take a shower and you go home, take it easy. No more workouts with a big fight tomorrow, then nobody'll be calling you Mike anymore. They'll be calling you Champ. Think so? Sure. It's a matter, don't you like the idea?

Are you kidding? Mike Daggot, heavyweight champion of the world. You come along, white kid, and I'm the guy who brought you up there. Yeah, I know, Sam. Thanks a lot. I'll forget it. Oh, look, uh, I gotta stop and see my girl on the way home.

That's okay, isn't it? Well, uh, it ain't okay, Mike, huh? I got nothing against Billy Stanley. She's a good kid. She's for you all the way. Only fighters and females don't make so good. At least not before a big fight.