Billy Hope: A fighter knows only one way to work
Angela Rivera: But I'm asking you... because we're about to see Leila... so I want to know what kind of shape you're in
Billy Hope: [Mocking laughter] I'm a fuckin' mess!
Tick Wills: You all right? How's your eye?
Billy Hope: Yeah. How's your eye?
Tick Wills: Now you're being smart.
Billy Hope: No, seriously, what's up with your eye? What is that?
Tick Wills: Evil blue-eyed devil just took it from me.
Billy Hope: You know, the
thing with you is that, like, Sometimes one eye is like, cloudy, right? And the other one is, like, sunny. Like, cloudy, sunny, cloudy, sunny. Close one eye, it's cloudy. Close the other eye is sunny.
Tick Wills: Buster Quigley was a nothing fighter. We were in the middle of a match, and I was crushing him, knocking him to the ground.Out of nowhere, he hit me. Bam. With a
right hand. I went down, my eye went dark. Doc told me I could never fight again.
Billy Hope: What are you trying to ask me?
Tick Wills: What happened?
Billy Hope: I don't fucking... I just told you...
Tick Wills: What did you do?
Billy Hope: Why you keep asking me that question?
Tick Wills: What happened?
Billy Hope: I
just told you what happened.
Tick Wills: Why?
Billy Hope: I can't tell you why. What do you mean, why?
Tick Wills: Nevermind. You can't even hear the question.
Tick Wills: You know what Hoppy told me? "You're a dream-crusher." It's like one of them games they play. Like I'm "The dream-crusher".
[both start laughing]
Tick Wills: That's like, you know, crazy stuff, right? So maybe I'm supposed to learn how not to be a dream-crusher. You know what I'm saying?
Billy Hope: Why stop now?