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: I see three of him out there. Paulie
: Hit the one in the middle. Duke
: Right! Hit the one in the middle.
: [to Rocky
] You see? You see? He's not a machine, he's a man, he's a man. Drago
: [to his own trainer
] He's not human. He's like a piece of iron.
: What's happening out there? Paulie
: He's winning.
: You're gonna have to go through hell, worse than any nightmare you've ever dreamed. But when it's over, I know you'll be the one standing. You know what you have to do. Do it.
: Hey, Champ. Rocky
: Hey. Duke
: Can I come up? Rocky
: Yeah sure. Duke
: Some weather we're having here huh? Rocky
: Yeah it's pretty rough. Duke
: But it's perfect for what you gotta do it's good. Toughen you up. Rocky
: I guess. Duke
: I know you think you're gonna have to do everything by yourself but you know I'll be with you. Rocky
: Yeah Duke
: Apollo was like my son. I raised him. And when he died a part of me died. But now you're the one. You're the one that's gonna keep his spirit alive. You're the one that's gonna make sure that he didn't die for nothing. Now you're gonna have to go through hell. Worse than any nightmare you ever dreamed. But in the end, I know you'll be the one standing. Rocky
: I'll try. Duke
: You know what you have to do. Do it. Do it. Rocky
: Thanks, Duke.
: All your strength, all your power, all your love. Everything you've got. Right now!
: He's worried! You cut him! You hurt him! You see? You see? He's not a machine, he's a man!
[to Apollo, about a rematch with Rocky
: He's all wrong for us, baby. I saw you beat that man like I never saw no man get beat before, and the man kept coming after you. Now we don't need no man like that in our lives.
[an exhausted Rocky lands a knockout punch at Apollo but sends them both falling onto the ring
] Oh! Referee
: One! Two! Bill Baldwin
: If he gets up, Creed will regain the title! If neither of them gets up, it's a draw and Creed will win the title automatically! The count... Referee
: Four... Duke
: [calling to Apollo
] Get up, my Man! Mickey
: GET ON YOUR FEET! Adrian
] Get up. Referee
: [Pandemonium in the stadium grows
] Six! Seven! Paulie
] Get up! Referee
: Eight! Mary Anne Creed
: GET UP! Referee
[Finally admitting that Rocky deserves the championship, Apollo collapses; Mary Anne moans
: [Rocky at the last second stands up
] TEN! YOU'RE OUT!
[Paulie and Adrian screams in happiness; Mickey yells
] Bill Baldwin
: He made it at the last second! Rocky Balboa has shocked the world! He is the new heavyweight champion of the world!
: Do you think I beat him the last time? Duke
: You got the decision. Apollo
: Man, I won! But I didn't beat him!
: [after round 1 of rematch with Balboa who is fighting right handed
] Alright, did the switching bother ya? Apollo
: Nothin' bothered me, man, nothin' bothered me. Duke
: Well then, you should've had him! Now don't let up on this man. This man is dangerous. This man is DANGEROUS! Apollo
: This man is dangerous? I'm dangerous! I'm dangerous!
[Duke, Apollo's trainer, is finishing putting tape around Apollo's arm
: [whispers and growls
] You're the Man. You're number one. The Champ, the best of all time. Girls love you - Men, old people love you. Young people love you. You're the best. You're the Man, and he's yours. He's yours, he's yours. This bum shouldn't be in the same ring with you. I want you to show him who you are tonight.
[Apollo practices punching on his right hand
: Show him who you are tonight. Stick him!
: Let's start building some hurting bombs.
: You know all there is to know about fighting, so there's no sense us going down that same old road again. To beat this guy, you need speed - you don't have it. And your knees can't take the pounding, so hard running is out. And you got arthritis in your neck, and you've got calcium deposits on most of your joints, so sparring is out. Paulie
: I had that problem. Duke
: So, what we'll be calling on is good ol' fashion blunt force trauma. Horsepower. Heavy-duty, cast-iron, piledriving punches that will have to hurt so much they'll rattle his ancestors. Every time you hit him with a shot, it's gotta feel like he tried kissing the express train. Yeah! Let's start building some hurtin' bombs!
: To beat this guy, you need speed. You don't have it. And you've got calcium deposits on most of your joints, so sparring is out. Paulie
: I had that problem. Duke
: So what we'll be calling on is blunt force trauma. Let's start building some hurtin' bombs
: Gettin' stronger!
: He doesn't know it's a damn show! He thinks it's a damn fight!
: Hey, champ, you oughta come and look at this boy you're gonna fight on TV. It looks like he means business. Apollo Creed
: Yeah, yeah. I mean business too.
[Apollo is looking thru a book of Philadelphia fighters
: What exactly are you looking for Apollo? Apollo Creed
: This is who I'm looking for. The Italian Stallion. Jergens
: Rocky Balboa? Never heard of him. Apollo Creed
: Look it's the name man. The I-talian Stallion. The media will eat it up. Now who discovered America? An Italian right? What better way to get it on than with one of its descendants? Apollo's Trainer
: He's a southpaw. I don't want you messing with southpaws. They do everything backwards Apollo Creed
: Southpaw nothing. I'll drop him in three. Apollo Creed meets the Italian Stallion. Now that sounds like a damn monster movie.