Animation: Ends with a poster `Boxing Tonite! The Killer vs.
The Champ. 15 Rounds'.
Cut to a dressing room at Madison Square Gardens, table,
chairs, towels, and the usual paraphernalia. Noise of a crowd
outside. The door opens and in comes Mr. Gabriello, and two
assistants carrying a boxer on a stretcher. Smoke, action,
excitement come in with them.
Mr. Gabriello: That was a great fight, Champ, a great fight, you hear! Oh
boy, what a fight, Champ, what a great fight! You nearly had him,
Champ, you nearly had him ... where's his head?
First Assistant: I got it in here, Mr. Gabriello.
He holds up a carrier bag. gabriello goes over to it, looks
inside and shouts into it.
Mr. Gabriello: You were great, Champ, d'you hear, you were great!
First Assistant: (looking in the bag) He's got a nasty cut over his eye.
Mr. Gabriello: Yeah, I think it was a mistake him wearing spectacles.
(gives the bag o the assistant) Oh well, get that sewn onto
his body in time for the press pictures.
First Assistant: OK, Mr. Gabriello.
Mr. Gabriello: (to second assistant) Wasn't he great my boy?
Second Assistant: He was great, Mr. Gabriello.
Mr. Gabriello: The way he kept fighting after his head came off!
Second Assistant: He was better when the head came off, Mr. Gabriello. He was
really dodging the guy.
Mr. Gabriello: Yeah, I reckon that if he could've lasted till the end of that
first minute, he would've had the Killer worried.
Second Assistant: Sure, Mr. Gabriello.
Mr. Gabriello: Oh he was great. Did you see his left arm?
Second Assistant: No!
Mr. Gabriello: OK, we'll look around the hall after everybody's gone.
Second Assistant: Do you realize Mr. Gabriello, some of those guys out there paid
over $2,000 for a ringside seat.
Mr. Gabriello: And where did the head land? Right at the back, that's
justice... (the door opens; a black cleaner comes in) What
The cleaner holds up a carrier bag.
Black Man: This your boy's head?
Mr. Gabriello: No, no, we've got his head. He ain't hurt that bad.
Second Assistant: (looking in the bag) Hey, that's Gerry Marinello. He
fought the Killer last week.
Mr. Gabriello: OK, give it to me. I'm seeing his trainer tomorrow. I'll give
it to him.
The cleaner is ushered out.
Second Assistant: Hey, Mr. Gabriello. The press is still outside. Are you ready
Mr. Gabriello: How's the Champ?
First Assistant: (working away with needle and thread) Well, the head's
on OK. But there's still a left arm missing.
Mr. Gabriello: OK, well keep the dressing gown kinda loose, OK. (Gabriello
goes to door and opens it) OK boys, come on in!
The press surge in. The fighter is propped up.
First Reporter: Hey Mr. Gabriello, Mr. Gabriello. Did you expect your boy to
last the full twenty-eight seconds?
Mr. Gabriello: This boy has never let me down. He's the pluckiest goddamn
fighter I've ever trained.
Second Reporter: Were you worried when his head started to come loose?
Mr. Gabriello: No, no, we were expecting that. I told them to expect it to
and it did. He ain't stupid.
First Reporter: Hey, can we have a word with the Champ?
Mr. Gabriello: Yeah OK. But keep the questions simple.
First Reporter: Hey Champ! How're you feeling?
Mr. Gabriello: (angrily) I said keep the questions simple!
Second Reporter: Mr. Gabriello. People are saying that the kid ought to be
buried. His head's come off in the last six fights.
Mr. Gabriello: There's no question of burying the kid. He's just reaching the
Second Reporter: Well, shouldn't he just stay in hospital?
Mr. Gabriello: No, he ain't going to no hospital. He's got the return fight
Shot of the `New York Times' headline `Champ to be kept alive
for big return'.