OK? - Yeah.
- No fight, no fight.
You got the money? - Yeah, man.
Night...
OK.
I don't speak Thai at all.
I don't know what you're saying. I don't know what you're saying.
I don't know what you're fucking saying. I don't understand.
Yeah... Yes.
Don't push me!
Get off me!
Fuck off! Fuck off!
I'll fuck you up.
Fuck you!
You want to fucking fight?
Billy. - Billy.
Moore.
Billy Moore. Billy Moore.
Yeah.
No. - No.
Boxer, a boxer.
Boxer?
More cock, more cock.
Yes, I understand. No... no cock.
One...
OK, ok.
Stop it man, for fuck sake.
What are you doing, man?
Don't fucking touch me!
Fuck off.
No, I stay here.
- Yeah, yeah.
I need painkillers.
What do you mean you don't have?
You're an infirmary.
I've been told you did tramadol for free.
What do you mean it's not free? I've just seen you give it to five people in a row.
No, I've got no money.
I've got no money. I've been told it's free.
I don't have no...
- I have no cigarettes.
OK, I've got no bully. I've got nothing.
I just want tramadol.
But this is not right.
Give me the... you know what? Fuck you man!
Come on. Who wants to fucking go next?
Hey.
Yes.
Do you remember me?
I just wanted to say thank you for the other day.
For helping me when I was in a bad way.
OK.
And I wanted to ask as well if I can get some cigarettes?
No, I've got no family.
I'm going to get some money next week, OK, in my account.
I just need you to borrow me some cigarettes and I'll pay you back.
Red ones.
Billy.
What's your name by the way?
Nice to meet you Fame.
Can I just get one more packet please?
It's not mine.
- Sir, it's not mine.
It's not mine.
Look this is mine.
That's mine, that's my top. That's definitely not mine, I swear to god.
That's not my shirt!
No, no, no, that's fucking not mine.
It's fucking not mine. Look, it doesn't even fit.
It doesn't fucking fit. Look, it's fucking too small.
It's not mine. I promise you it's not mine.
Hey. Hey, heroin? - Later.
Yaba!
My yaba.
It's from a ladyboy.
You've got the stuff man?
Fuck you!
Where's your fucking heart, man? Where's your fucking heart.
I'm not gonna beat up some fucking muslims all right.
I'm not fucking scared!
I'm not fucking scared. I don't give a fuck about that. I'm not scared.
I'll fucking beat up everyone in this fucking prison if I have to.
I'm saying to you I just need a hit now.
If you fucking give me a hit now I'll fucking do whatever you want, man.
I'll do whatever you fucking want to.
I want to train.
- I wanna box.
I'm a boxer. I can show you I can fight.
I need to fight.
Let me in.
Come on just... just let me show you.
All right. Same, same. I'm a boxer.
Come on, man. Let me in.
Hey.
How are you?
Look, I'm sorry about not bringing the cigarettes back.
I've had a fucking rough time
I was wondering maybe I can get some more cigarettes.
To join the boxing team.
I wanna fight again.
Just give me this one chance and I promise you I'll fucking pay you back.
I swear to God, Fame.
I'll prove to you.
I'll make it up to you.
- I'll make it up to you.
Hey, I got these for you.
- OK.
Box!
Boxing.
I wanna bet, cigarettes.
- Two packs.
My fish won. Hey, two packs.
Cigarettes.
My fucking fish won.
My fish won.
Give me two packs of cigarettes.
I fucking won, man.
Hey.
No, no, no, fighting fish. I won a bet.
No. No girlfriend.
I wanted to apologize actually.
Because I lied to you about my dad.
Not having a family.
I've got a dad, I've got brothers.
They don't know I'm in prison.
Why are you here anyway?
Why?
Sorry.
Put 'em up, man. Put 'em up.
Put 'em up! Put 'em up!
I just know I can do it.
One, two.
- Hey!
Fucking, go. Fucking go!
I can.
I wanna fight. - Good
Thank you, sir.
Three? Three people?
Fame.
I'm not fucking talking to you!
You fucking piss me off.
You fucking wanna go?
You wanna fucking go?
You're not only a cunt you're a fucking liar.
- You're a fucking liar.
I said fucking hit me.
Come on, fucking hit me.
Come on, fucking hit me, fucking hit me, okay?
Fucking hit me then.
Eh? Fucking hit me!
Eh? Fucking hit me, eh?
Fucking gloves.
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry, OK. I fucked up. I made a mistake.
Lek, I'm fucking sorry.
"One two-one-two"
OK?
One, two.
Hey Billy.
I'm gonna get your money, all right? I'm gonna get it.
I've got a fight coming up.
I'm gonna win, OK. I'm gonna win.
I'm gonna fight and I'm gonna win, OK?
- I'm gonna fucking win, all right?
I'm gonna fucking win, OK?
I'm OK.
I've got a tournament coming up.
It's all I've got.
The reason why you have a rupture is because of boxing
and the massive abuse of drugs and alcohol.
Any more trauma, and frankly, you could bleed to death.
Look, Mr Moore, I'm sorry.
I'll keep my guard up.
OK?
Billy!
Hello?