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: C'mon, it's not as bad as it looks. Principal Zito
: Are you being literal or figurative? Because literally it looks bad. And figuratively it looks even worse. The superintendent's coming by in a few minutes. So gimme a little help here, Brendan. Can you explain to me what the hell you were doing? Brendan Conlon
: I need the money, Joe. Principal Zito
: Yeah, but we can't have this. This isn't moonlighting at Applebee's for Christ's sake.
: I've got a thousand days. A thousand days sober today. Brendan Conlon
: Well, that's great, Pop. But it doesn't change anything. Paddy Conlon
: What do you mean it doesn't change anything? Have a heart, Brendan. Brendan Conlon
: You listen to me. You take your have-a-heart bullshit and you run it down the road. Run it out on someone who doesn't know you like I do.
: I know this isn't a great time. And it's too bad about Marco. But what about me? Frank Campana
: You talking about Sparta? Brendan, please. You got a better chance of starting a boy band.
: That's Tess. And that's Emily and Rosie. They're your nieces, Tommy. Tom Conlon
: Don't know 'em. Brendan Conlon
: I know you don't know them. Of course you don't know them. Tom Conlon
: Why am I looking at pictures of people I don't know? Brendan Conlon
: Because that's my family. Tom Conlon
: And who are you exactly? Brendan Conlon
: I'm your brother, man. Tom Conlon
: You were in the Corps? Brendan Conlon
: What? Tom Conlon
: I said I didn't know you were in the Corps. Brendan Conlon
: I wasn't in the Corps. Tom Conlon
: Then you ain't no brother to me. My brother was in the Corps.
: God, man, I don't understand this. You won't forgive me, but you'll forgive Pop? Tom Conlon
: Shit. He's just some old vet I train with. He means nothing to me. From what I hear he means nothing to you, either, so you got balls talking about forgiveness.
: I popped his shoulder. Frank Campana
: Relax. Breathe. Brendan Conlon
: I heard it tear. Frank Campana
: You popped his shoulder? Good. I want you to pop his other shoulder.
] Brendan Conlon
: Tommy, what are you doing? Tom Conlon
: Shut Up! Come on Brendan Conlon
: Come on? What are you that crazy? Referee Josh Rosenthal
: Lets Go To War! Brendan Conlon
: What are you doing? It's over Tommy! Tommy You don't have to do this! Don't make me do this Tommy! I don't want to do this! Tom Conlon
: Whats the matter? Brendan Conlon
: [pinning him
] I'm sorry Tommy! I'm sorry... Tap out Tom! It's OK! It's OK! I Love You! I Love You Tommy!
: Listen to me. I thought maybe we could break bread. You know, just open some lines of communication. Brendan Conlon
: You got two lines of communication. You got the telephone and the post office.
: You never had any interest in underdogs. But I was your son. Paddy Conlon
: You *are* my son, Brendan. Brendan Conlon
: Am I? Paddy Conlon
: Yeah, you are. I'm just asking you if can find... find a little bit of space in your heart to forgive me a little bit. Brendan Conlon
: Yeah? All right, I forgive you. Paddy Conlon
: Okay. Brendan Conlon
: But I do not trust you.
: You got no business in the ring with those animals. Brendan Conlon
: Actually, I used to be one of those animals