The end of the prison king

Hilbert 2022-12-17 09:46:46

I watched the first one many years ago, and I thought it was average, so I gave up.

A friend recommended this series a few years ago. From the beginning of 2, I accidentally liked the king of the arena in Russian prisons-Boika. After all, abdominal muscles and roundhouse kicks are more attractive to me than boxing.

In the ending of 3, Boyka escaped from the prison, got off the bus on the side of the highway, and limped to a strange city with a smile on his face. Now that I think about it, it's all perfect.

As for 4, I just feel that this kind of plot is not suitable for Boyka. It should be straight out of nowhere. 3's fighting pattern is quite good, a bit like "Blade Tooth". 4 is a small club game, and the opponents in the ring are also very unsuccessful. For the widow (seems to reveal my daily likes to watch movies), there is no evaluation. As for the ending, the previous work was too perfect, so I didn't like letting him go back to prison. But in reality, Boyka can only live in prison, and those who cannot integrate into life, continue to be the champion. Major leagues can only be a dream.

Atkins is getting old, and this series once known as "the more you shoot the better" will end like this.

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Boyka: Undisputed quotes

  • 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.