The Fighter

Mickey Ward: Alice, this is Charlene.

Charlene Fleming: Hi.

Alice Ward: I've heard a lot about you.

Charlene Fleming: Really? I've heard a lot about you, too.

Alice Ward: What's that supposed to mean?

Charlene Fleming: Same thing you meant.

Mickey Ward: Don't use their nicknames.

Charlene Fleming: Rather not fuckin' call 'em anything.

Mickey Ward: I don't have a girlfriend, all right? I... I like you. I came here because I don't wanna show my face in Lowell. I told everybody I was gonna win that fight and get back on track. I told my daughter I was gonna get a bigger apartment so she could move in. You don't think I wanted to call you? I was embarrassed. I mean, I'm sick of bein' a fuckin' disappointment. I...

Charlene Fleming: You really think your family's lookin' out for you?

Mickey Ward: I'm the one fighting, okay? Not you, not you, and not you.

Mickey Ward: [after seeing the size of his opponent] He did not just get off the fuckin' couch. If he did, I'm gonna buy a couch like that.

Mickey Ward: What are you doing, running in here like a silverback fucking gorilla?

Mickey Ward: Why can't you just shut up and be happy for me? I spent the last ten years of my life in bad fights set up by you and Alice. I finally got a good thing going for me and you can't be fuckin' happy for me? Why?

Mickey Ward: You didn't give a fuck if I got killed by Mungin; now, all of a sudden, you're worried Sanchez is gonna hurt me? Why? I mean, come on, Dick. 'Cause you're stuck in here and can't be the center of attention no more?

Dickie Eklund: Are you like me? Huh? Was this good enough to fight Sugar Ray? Never had to win, did I? You gotta do more in there. You gotta win a title. For you, for me, for Lowell. This is your time, all right? You take it. I had my time and I blew it. You don't have to. All right? You fuckin' get out there, and use all the shit that you've been through, all that fuckin' hell, all the shit we've gone through over the fuckin' years, and you put it in that ring right now. This is yours. This is fuckin' yours.

Dickie Eklund: It's not fuckin' ladylike to be shoutin' in the street like this, all right?