[Johnny meets Bruce at the airport, holding up a cardboard sign "LEWIS"]
Johnny Smith: Uh, Mister Lewis! Bruce Lewis?
Bruce Lewis: [smiling] Johnny.
Johnny Smith: Hey, man. What's up?
Bruce Lewis: Glad to see you.
Johnny Smith: Me too. So, ah, your limo awaits, sir.
Bruce Lewis: More like a busted-ass Jeep. But I'll take it.
Johnny Smith: I've made a self-fulfilling prophecy. You heard his trainer. One bit of doubt, one bit of hesitation and he's dead. And who planted that doubt in his head? Me. Danny Avila believes in me, in my prediction more than he believes in himself. So if this is a self-fulfilling prophecy, maybe it's the prophecy that needs to change.
Bruce Lewis: Change how? You mean lie to him about what you're seeing? Make him believe the he's gonna win?
Johnny Smith: Maybe believing in a lie is better than knowing the truth.
Bruce Lewis: That's a scary thought, John.
Johnny Smith: I lied to him. I touched him, then lied right to his face.
Bruce Lewis: I thought that was the game plan.
Johnny Smith: Only it isn't working. Nothing's changed yet. He must not believe me.
Bruce Lewis: Maybe he'll believe it when you do.
Johnny Smith: Believe what? It's a lie. I made it up, remember?
Bruce Lewis: It's not a lie! It's a hope. Like my Dad used to say, "What makes a hope reality is faith".