Little Dog (2018) s01e02 Episode Script

1 - Previously on Little Dog - [LOLEE ROSS.]
: OK.
So my brother, Tommy, is an ex-boxer famous for walking away from a championship fight.
Five years later, he gets into a racket outside a bar and someone plasters it all over the internet.
His dream home gets wrecked and, of course, he comes crawlin' back to me and Mom.
Now, Rico Havoc, his old nemesis, challenges Tommy to a rematch.
Ha ha! Yeah, but he's out of shape, and he's tormented by the media, and he tries to get a bit of love from Mom, but she's not fallin' for that.
And then Tommy hijacks her TV moment and says yes to Rico's challenge, and so we're right back where we started I guess.
[RADIO HOST.]
: Good morning, folks.
Big Tammy Mackey here to bring you all the hottest local news.
First up, we've gotta talk about Tommy Ross.
That's right, our very own Little Dog accepted the challenge to fight Rico "Havoc" Saint George.
- [BED CREAKING RHYTHMICALLY.]
- Do you have to do that? Hey! [MOM.]
: Lolee, do you want pancakes? Do I have to do my morning exercises? Yes.
I do.
Just shut up, will you? - Lolee! - Yes, girl! - Lots of chocolate chips! - [MALE HOST.]
: Hey, you know, I'm not a fan of cowards.
He's a disgrace to the sport.
He knew he couldn't win the first time, so what makes him - think he can win now? - Go to the God damn bathroom! - Just shut up! - Lolee! Nothing, Mom.
I'm just talking to Tommy.
He's doing his "morning exercises"! Could you just knock it off? It's bad enough I've my brother - in the room, all right? - He's doing what?! - Lolee! - I'm coming, Mom! I'm coming! Oh, I am coming, Mom! The chocolate chips! [TAMMY MACKEY.]
: interview Little Dog.
Hey could you pass up a tissue, bro? [THEME MUSIC.]
Thanks, buddy.
[SHIP'S HORN BLOWING.]
[BIRDS CHIRPING.]
Don't mind all that talk on the radio.
That'll blow over.
Yeah.
I don't know what I was thinking.
I can't fight Rico.
I can't I can't hardly run a length myself no more.
I'm broke.
Can't afford a trainer.
I get it, man.
You're ridiculous.
Do you remember Lenny Burg? That quiet fellow, the one who went through school with me? - Is he the fellow that - He barred the garage door and started the car and just sat there? What are you saying, I should kill myself? Whoa, whoa! No! I just you said you were looking for a way out and Lenny popped in me head, that's all.
Yeah, because he gassed himself.
Well, yeah, I suppose.
[GROANING.]
You are pathetic.
See, that's your answer right there! Put your arm in a sling! Put on a limp! Go down to the station moaning and groaning! You didn't know what you were saying! You were run over, for God sakes! Run over by a youngster on a pedal bike.
For all they know, it was a tractor-trailer! Go down, tell them the whole talk! "Oh, no, I can't train.
I don't got time to heal up.
Oh, no, I don't got time to get me training together!" Right? - Yeah? - Yeah! I mean, it's bullshit, but, like nobody can prove it.
Maybe.
- Maybe! - OH! You gotta sell your story, right? You gotta make it look believable for the radio! [UPBEAT MUSIC.]
[TAMMY.]
: And you can read more about the fabulous Mobility Crew on our website, the VONL website, so please check it out.
Well, my next interview just walked into the studio! Tommy "Little Dog" Ross! Kids, this is the man I was telling you about.
- He looks like he's in pain.
- Are you OK, sir? Yeah.
Yeah, I'm good.
I was just, uh I'm fine.
- I'm fine.
- Tommy, this is Connor and Jessie, they're the co- captains of the Mobility Crew.
I'm helping with their fundraiser - for youth with disabilities.
- Hi.
- Hi.
- How's it going? Oh! If you could see this at home! The brutal, savage man that we witnessed just days ago in that viral video's actually taking the time to brighten the day of kids who really need it.
Maybe you'll help with our fundraiser? Yeah! Yeah, well, I'd love to.
That'd be great.
That's great! Well, you know, their goal is to raise $5000 at a local charity match.
Wow, that's what do you mean, "charity match"? Just a fun, friendly, three-round bout.
Just a fun night.
What's wrong, Tommy? Great! That sounds like fun.
I'm in! - [TOGETHER.]
: Woohoo! - All right! Well, you heard it here first, folks.
Tommy "Little Dog" Ross will be returning to the ring sooner than we thought.
This Saturday, as a matter of fact.
We'll have an exclusive interview with him after these messages, so stick around.
So Tommy, you're a boxer known as much for scandal and misfortunes as you are for your victories.
Listen.
I had a perfect amateur record.
Anybody who knows anything about boxing knows that.
I took the gold medal at the provincial trials.
You could've gone on to the Olympic trials, but you didn't.
- Yeah, because I turned pro.
- That was two years later.
I was the top-ranked fighter in my weight class at the time.
Which led you to the national title shot against Rico Havoc, then you walked away mid-fight.
You forfeited.
Why would you do that? There were factors.
Were you rattled that your father, your long-time trainer, had just gone to prison? I'm not here to talk about family.
OK? I'm here to talk about uh the fight.
OK.
So, the big rematch, five years later, against Rico Havoc.
What do you think your chances are? Tommy? Did you hear any ads for my seminar? - She said she'd play it.
- She's never gonna play your ad.
Why would they, for that silly thing you pretend is a job? Chestley! Come on, let's go! Leave him alone.
He says you don't cook dinner.
Well, I do.
He might as well live here, poor trout.
Well if you want a proper job, start peelin'.
[MARTIAL-THEME MUSIC.]
Not only did you fail to get out of one boxing match, - you get roped into another one! - It's a charity match.
I'm doin' somethin' good.
Besides I thought Mom could sing at it.
Really? Because every time Big Tammy mentioned your family, you changed the subject to be all about you.
Yeah, about the fight.
Why don't you take the whole chicken, Tommy? Well, now, you got lots.
You made lots.
All right? - I'm in training.
- And I'm supposed to fund it, am I? No.
Oh, so you're gonna start paying rent, buying your own groceries, gym membership, gear, boxing license? I've been down this road before, and I am not paying - for foolish old boxing.
- "Foolish old boxing" paid for this house, didn't it? - Hmm! - Besides, I never asked you for nothing.
I'm gonna I'm gonna pay for meself.
With what, the change you steal from my ashtray? Yeah, mowin' Mr.
Chase's lawn.
Right? Or are you gonna go back - to your father's criminal ways? - I'm not going anywhere near him or any of his shit, all right? Who you fightin' in this thing anyway? Dickie Zee.
- He's a teacher.
- You're fighting Mr.
Dickless? No way! He's a wimp.
All publicity is good publicity - for me right now.
- Unless you decide halfway through that you don't wanna fight anymore.
- Ooh! - Mm! Reminds me of 20 bucks each, both of you.
Come on! Mom and Lolee bet me 20 bucks each that you would bail on the fight with Rico and I bet them you wouldn't have the guts to bail, so Ha! New bra! You remember Lenny? - Same year as you in high school? - Yeah! Yeah! - Lenny Burg! - Yeah! That is so funny.
I was just thinking about him this morning.
Gassed himself to death, didn't he? All right.
I'm gonna go - finish this in me room.
- Excuse me! Excuse me! Excuse me! Whose room? Mom! - My room.
- Mom's room! Yeah, it's tough.
Rico's got the money, fame, success.
He's ripped, conditioned, married to your fiancée.
All right.
Do you think I need to be reminded - of all this? - Yes, I do.
You're a savage! You can take Rico! You're faster.
God knows you can take a beating.
I mean, you can really do this.
So what, are you offering to help me? Pfft! No.
No, I like you being your rock bottom, personally, much better.
I look so much better in Mom's eyes.
But you are my brother.
And you need help.
You need to figure out a steady income so you can just focus on your training.
I'm not bein' a guinea pig for your so-called seminar again, OK? I am not.
No.
No, I have a way better idea than that.
Welfare! What? Come on! It's free money! It's otherwise just gonna go to a homeless! Seriously! I met this girl the other day, she gets 500 bucks a week, plus they pay her rent.
I mean, she's got like, seven kids, but still! This is what you need! Just plug your nose and do it.
Money! Freedom to train.
- [DOGS BARKING.]
- [CROW CAWING.]
Do not mention this to anybody.
Not Mom, not Lolee, Chestley, anybody.
[ZIPPING SOUNDS.]
That's great! It'll be good! It will be so easy.
I'll even drive you there tomorrow.
It'll be great.
This is what you need.
[CROW CAWING.]
Whose fuckin' dogs are these? [MAN.]
: How can I help you today, Mr.
Ross? Yeah, I'm lookin' for assistance.
What sort of assistance, Mr.
Ross? Can you speak up? Jesus.
Financial assistance, OK? Occupation and employment status? Well I I'm an athlete.
- I'm a boxer.
- "A boxer.
" - [COUGHING.]
- [PHONE RINGING.]
Average monthly income received from your occupation? I I haven't received any Sir, can you please speak up? - Christ.
- Watch your tone, Mr.
Ross, or you will be removed from the premises.
I haven't received any income from boxing in five years.
- OK? That's why I'm here.
- From what source did you claim income in the last five years, - Mr.
Ross? - I worked for Devereaux Seafood Empire, processing fish - operating a forklift.
- You'll need your notice of assessment and your tax returns.
Yeah I haven't I haven't got anything like that.
My home was destroyed.
The federal government can't provide it for you.
- That's bullshit! - Guards! You know what, why didn't you just ask me for that right away? I got it.
I got it! Hey! You don't have to touch me, man.
Get your get your hands off me! OK! Get your hands off me! [HONKING.]
[DOOR CLOSING.]
Even a high-profile boxer doesn't always have a way to make ends meet.
As we can see, he has to resort to groveling to put food on the table.
This is a man who is not only giving to charity - but he's also looking for it.
- What are you doing? I'm just doing a little promotional piece - for the charity match, so - No! Financial struggle is no reason to feel shame, and yet we do.
We feel deep, deep shame.
Hey! Don't assault my camera! - Get it out of my face! - Hey, hey! Hey! How did she know I was here? You set me up! Well, I just told her where you'd be.
She asked.
I'm sorry, he's a bit sensitive, but you got him with the Social Services sign in the background, right? That's all I promised you to play my ad.
Tommy! Come on! She just wants a few pictures.
All publicity's good publicity, right? You're an asshole.
Well, all right.
She's gonna play my radio ad! Gotta think about my own career too, you know.
You're gonna walk home then? All right.
That's fine too.
[MARITIME-THEME MUSIC.]
Yeah, I I'll take a ride.
[RHYTHMIC CLAPPING.]
[CROWD CHANTING "TOMMY".]
[SIGHING.]
Hi.
Hi.
You came to see me fight? No, I I work with these kids.
Oh, listen I love kids but, uh bad legs and stuff.
[CHUCKLING.]
I do! I do.
Go easy on yourself out there, OK? No It's not me you gotta worry about.
Oh.
Hello, Doctor.
- [DISTANT CHEERING.]
- Well, have fun! I'll I'll see you later.
I wasn't expecting - to see you here.
- Well, was I gonna sit at home, knowin' you were here getting' the piss - knocked out of you? - Yeah, by a teacher? No less.
And where were you? Indisposed.
- I had to wrap me hands meself.
- You became a man.
Congratulations.
[INDISTINCT SPEAKING OVER PA.]
But right now, I'm asking you to get back to your seats, because up next is the main event of the evening, and you all know what a special event this is gonna be.
- What's goin' on? - Pay no heed to that.
- There's a crowd? - Eh, there's a small crowd, but it's a good crowd.
[RHYTHMIC MUSIC.]
Come on, get loose.
One.
One.
- One, one, two.
One, one, two.
- [TAMMY.]
: All right folks, we've had a little change of plans in the last Don't worry about that.
Put 'em up.
Dickie Zee has had to pull out because of an injury, but don't despair! We do have a replacement, so the show will go on.
Did they say who's the replacement? What's going on? C'mon.
Don't worry about that.
One, two, three! Who's the replacement? - One, two, three! - Are you ready? - Who is it? - Come on.
- Don't worry about who it is.
- Let's find out who it is! - Come on! Let's go! - [INDISTINCT ARGUING.]
Weighing in at 135 pounds, with an amateur standing of 11 and 0, 11 of those wins by way of knockout, all the way from Vancouver, please put your hands together for "Scary" Shane Babstock! Who the hell is "Scary" Shane Babstock? - He's an amateur.
- Yeah, an amateur with a perfect record.
He's a woman! [CHEERING AND APPLAUSE.]
Uh um - You ready? - No, man.
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa! No, no, no, no, no, no, no! No, I'm not ready.
It's a it's a woman! And? You can't back away from fighting a girl.
- They'll call you a pussy! - Right? Go! And in the grey trunks, weighing in at 142 pounds, former three-time Atlantic Amateur Lightweight titleholder, Canadian Regional - gold medalist - [CROWD CHANTING "TOMMY".]
former Atlantic Boxing Division Super Lightweight Champion, and with an impressive professional record of 23 and 1, 18 of those by way of knockout, returning to the ring for his first time in five years, Tommy "Little Dog" Ross! [CHEERING AND APPLAUSE.]
[INDIE ROCK MUSIC.]
[DOG PANTING.]
Boxers.
- Looks like you got dressed up.
- [REFEREE.]
: Touch 'em up.
You're a disgrace to my sport.
[BELL RINGING.]
Come on, Tommy! Come on, Tommy! [EXCLAMATIONS OF DISAPPROVAL.]
- Tommy, come on! - Tommy, hit her! - Wait a second.
Hold on! - Hit me.
Look, it's easy.
[GRUNTING.]
- [REFEREE.]
: Watch the pushing.
- Tommy, come on! - [TOGETHER.]
: TOMMY! [GRUNTING.]
- You can't do that.
- It's just a bit of fun! It's supposed to be fun! It's a charity match! Yeah, it's fun for me, but I'm not feeling very charitable tonight.
[GRUNTING.]
Listen, you're gonna have to hit her, Tommy boy! [GRUNTING.]
- I don't wanna - Fight me, bitch! - Fight back! - Aw, come on! [GRUNTING.]
[GROANING.]
- [INDISTINCT MUMBLING.]
- You gonna run away now? That's what you do, isn't it? You just run away.
Go on! - Walk away.
Coward.
- [EXCLAMATIONS OF DISAPPROVAL.]
- Out! - You OK? You can't do that.
Last warning.
- [GROWLING.]
- That's what it's all about! Come on! [ROCK MUSIC.]
- Hey! - [GRUNTING.]
- [CROWD GASPING.]
- [SCREAMING.]
Holy Christ on a cracker.
[BOOING.]
He broke my nose! He broke my nose! Jesus, Tommy! It's a charity match! It's supposed to be fun! [GROANING.]
[COUNTRY MUSIC.]
The land we're walkin' on It all belongs to you The land we're walkin' on It all belongs to you Hallelujah Hallelujah Hey, Tommy? Yeah? Really? You don't look like a fighter.
What's your move? What do you mean, what's my move? Your move, man.
Your finisher.
Like John Cena does the Attitude Adjuster.
The Undertaker does the Tombstone Pile-driver, the Choke Slam, old school, Hell's Gate, the Last Ride.
Yeah.
No, I ha I haven't got a move, man.
I'm not that kind of fighter.
You don't have a move? Nope.
From your old man.
Let the gate of heaven open And let us walk in with you Let the gate of heaven open And let us Walk in with you Hallelujah Hallelujah Let us walk in with you Hallelujah, hallelujah Let us walk in with you