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Clubber Lang (Character)
from Rocky III (1982)

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Rocky III (1982)
Interviewer: Do you hate Rocky?
Clubber Lang: No, I don't hate Balboa. I pity the fool, and I will destroy any man who tries to take what I got!

Interviewer: What's your prediction for the fight?
Clubber Lang: My prediction?
Interviewer: Yes, your prediction.
[Clubber looks into camera]
Clubber Lang: Pain!

Clubber Lang: I'm the baddest man in the world.
Rocky Balboa: You don't look so bad to me.
Clubber Lang: What did you say, Paper Champion? I'll beat you like a dog, a dog, you fool!

Clubber Lang: I'm gonna torture him. I'm gonna crucify him. Real bad.

[Opening scenes; Clubber Lang beats a fighter, making him the #1 contender; threatens and taunts Mickey in the audience]
Clubber Lang: [Screaming] I want Balboa! I want Balboa! You hear that, Old Man? You tell Balboa to come here! Nobody can beat me! You tell him what I said! And he's NEXT! I'm gonna kill him! Nobody can stop me! You tell Balboa that! I'M COMING AFTER HIM! YOU TELL HIM!

Rocky Balboa: What are you doing? I wanna fight this guy.
Mickey: Well, you got him. But you'll fight him without me.
Rocky Balboa: What are you saying?
Mickey: It's finished. Yes, I'm finished. I don't want no more of this. I don't want no more of it! You understand? None of it! It's over with!
[Mickey walks away from the crowd in frustration]
Clubber Lang: [Calling to Adrian; Smooth talks] Hey, Woman. Hey, Woman! Listen here. Since your old man ain't got no heart, maybe you like to see a real man. I bet you stay up late every night dreamin' you had a real man, don't ya? I'll tell you what. Bring your pretty little self over to my apartment tonight, and I'll show you a real man.
Rocky Balboa: [loses his temper completely; Screaming] You want it, you got it! YOU GOT IT!
[Both Rocky and Clubber taunt and yells; crowd clamors]
Rocky Balboa: [Screaming continues] I'll see you in the ring! You got it!

Clubber Lang: I'm going to bust you up.
Rocky Balboa: Go for it.

Clubber Lang: Dead meat!

Clubber Lang: [before the rematch with Rocky] Hey, boy. Hey, boy. After I crucify him, you next.
Apollo Creed: Just stay outta my face, chump.
[turns his back on Clubber]
Clubber Lang: Don't turn your back on me, sucka!
[he shoves Apollo and a melee breaks out]
Rocky Balboa: [after the scuffle is broken up] I thought you said be cool!
Apollo Creed: That *was* cool!

Title announcer: We'd like to announce the presence at ringside of a true champion; the Master of Disaster, the Count of Monte Fisto, the one, the only Apollo Creed!
[Creed enters the ring and walks over to Lang]
Clubber Lang: [slaps Creed's hand away] Get out of my face! I don't need no has-beens in my corner. And you better wipe that look off your face before I knock it off. You wanna jump, JUMP! Come on! Come on, Creed! Come on!
Apollo Creed: [Creed walks away to speak to Rocky] Do everybody a favor and knock this chump out.

Clubber Lang: [to Rocky Right Before The Final Fight] Hey fool! You ready for another beating? You shoulda never came back!

[Crowd yelling/disapproves Rocky's choice to retire; Clubber appears in the crowd]
Clubber Lang: Getting out while you can? Don't give this sucker no statue. Give him guts! I told you I wasn't going away. You got your shot, now give me mine.
Mickey: [Telling Clubber to go away] Why don't you get the hell out of there?
Clubber Lang: Shut up, Old Man! I ain't goin' nowhere. Why don't you all these nice folks why you been duckin' me? Politics, man. This country want to keep me down. Keep everybody weak. They don't want me to have the title because I'm not a puppet like that fool up there.
Rocky Balboa: You know, you got a big mouth, you know?
Clubber Lang: Well, why don't you come down here and close it, Balboa? Come on. Come on.
Rocky Balboa: [turning cross] Anytime.
Mickey: This guy's crazy. Don't listen to him.
Clubber Lang: The little man don't wanna come to me. Then I'll come to you people to lay out the truth. I am ranked Number One. ONE! That means I'm the best! But this bum been taking the easy matches, fighting other bums. I'm telling you and everybody here, I'm fight him anywhere, anytime, for nothing.
[crowd shouting]
Clubber Lang: But you people ain't never gonna see that happen because he's gonna retire. You see, he don't fight no real man. He fights those setups.
Rocky Balboa: What?
Mickey: [yells] You're a disgrace to this sport!
Clubber Lang: [Screams] Shut up, Old Man! You don't know what I had to come from! Balboa, your family doin' real nice, ain't it, and you call yourself a fighter? Prove it now. Give me that same chance. The way you been duckin' is a disgrace. If he ain't no coward, why don't he fight me then?
Rocky Balboa: I can't listen to any more of this. Anytime you want...
Mickey: [extremely angry; Screams] I don't care what you're ranked! You don't get no shot AND I MEAN THAT!