Hey woman! Hey woman! Listen here. Since your old man ain’t got no heart, maybe you’d like to see a real man. I bet you stay up late every night, dreamin’ you had a real man dontcha? I tell you what. Bring your pretty little self over to my apartment tonight and I’ll show you a real man.
I must break you.
I want to say one thing to my wife who’s home. Yo Adrian! I did it!
Think about the fight! Think about the fight! Clubber Lang’s in here, he’s tryin’ to hurt you Rock! He’s tryin’ to hurt you! Okay, here it comes. Jab. He’s jabbin’. He’s jabbin’. He’s tryin’ to hurt you! You gotta fight him! You gotta move! … He’s hookin’, he’s hookin’, he’s hookin’. Damn Rock come on! What’s the matter with you?! … There is no tomorrow! There is no tomorrow! There is no tomorrow!
We were in this bar in Saigon and this kid comes up, this kid carrying a shoe-shine box. And he says “Shine, please, shine!” I said no. He kept askin’, yeah, and Joey said “Yeah.” And I went to get a couple of beers, and the box was wired, and he opened up the box, fucking blew his body all over the place. And he’s laying there, he’s fucking screaming. There’s pieces of him all over me, just… like this, and I’m tryin’ to pull him off, you know, my friend that’s all over me! I’ve got blood and everything and I’m tryin’ to hold him together! I’m puttin’… the guy’s fuckin’ insides keep coming out! And nobody would help! Nobody would help! He’s saying, sayin’ “I wanna go home! I wanna go home!” He keeps calling my name! “I wanna go home, Johnny! I wanna drive my Chevy!” I said “With what? I can’t find your fuckin’ legs! I can’t find your legs!” … I can’t get it out of my head. A dream of seven years. Everyday I have this. And sometimes I wake up and I don’t know where I am. I don’t talk to anybody. Sometimes a day, a week. I can’t put it out of my mind.
Can’t do that. … I don’t deal with psychos. I put ’em away. … You’re a disease, and I’m the cure. … Huah! … Drop it!