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Alma: So you came all this way to save me?

Boyka: I've come here to save myself.

[Zourab is unimpressed by the new trainees]

Zourab: These are children in front of me, Slava. It's a waste of my fucking time.

Slava: Oleg's, just some new guy down from the north. He says we have to see him.

Zourab: Oleg's guys are minnows. I need fucking sharks.

[Igor enters the ring and signals for the trainees to stop practicing]

Igor Kazmir: Okay.

Slava: This is what is available, Zourab. What do you want?

Zourab: What do I want? I want someone to impress me, Slava. I want someone who knows how to hit. And someone who knows how to get hit.

[Zourab throws light punches on Slava]

Zourab: Not these fucking bums you bring me from the streets, who are merely piece of meat with a pulse. Slava, what do I want? I want to be fucking entertained!

[a thug is suddenly thrown at a table as Boyka walks in. Slava points his gun at Boyka]

Zourab: No, wait. Wait.

[looking at Boyka]

Zourab: I thought I told you to leave this town.

Boyka: I don't give a shit what you said.

[Zourab signals his bodyguards to pick up the thug]

Zourab: So, did you reconsider my offer?

[Boyka walks forward]

Boyka: How much does she owe you?

Zourab: Who?

Boyka: Alma.

Zourab: It's none of your fucking business.

Boyka: Well, I'm making it my fucking business.

Zourab: She owes me more than you can ever possibly pay.

[Zourab turns around]

Boyka: Well, then I want to make a deal. I fight for you, you wipe her debt.

[Zourab steps out of the ring and approaches Boyka]

Zourab: Six fights.

Boyka: Deal.

Zourab: Three fights.

Boyka: And then she owes you nothing.

Zourab: One condition. You have to beat my champion.

Igor Kazmir: Watch out. I'm going to fuck you up.

Boyka: Just make sure you save this cunt, the last.

Zourab: Good.

Boyka: We start tomorrow. A night's rest in between each.

Zourab: Three fights a week. You really want to lose.

Boyka: No. Just in a hurry. You have a place I can train?

Zourab: Sure. There is a gym five blocks east of here. Slava here will show you.

[Boyka looks at Slava]

Zourab: And one last thing. It's really nice to do business with you, Yuri Boyka. Oh, you surprised? I told you, this is my town. I know everything that comes to here. But don't worry about the police. They report to me. Just remember one thing. My arena, my rules.