Tom Conlon: So you found God, huh? That's awesome. See, Mom kept calling out for him but he wasn't around. I guess Jesus was down at the mill forgiving all the drunks. Who knew?
Brendan Conlon: That's Tess. And that's Emily and Rosie. They're your nieces, Tommy. Tom Conlon: Don't know 'em. Brendan Conlon: I know you don't know them. Of course you don't know them. Tom Conlon: Why am I looking at pictures of people I don't kno...
Paddy Conlon: The devil you know... Tom Conlon: ...is better than the devil you don't.
[last lines] Brendan Conlon: Tommy, what are you doing? Tom Conlon: Shut Up! Come on Brendan Conlon: Come on? What are you that crazy? Referee Josh Rosenthal: Lets Go To War! Brendan Conlon: What are you doing? It's over Tommy! Tommy You don't have t...
Paddy Conlon: Come on, kiddo. I've been there. I've done it. I've seen it. You can trust me. I'll understand. Tom Conlon: Spare me the compassionate father routine, Pop. The suit don't fit. Paddy Conlon: I'm really trying here, Tommy. Tom Conlon: You...
Frank Campana: Look at me! Look at me! Why are we here, Brendan? Why are we here? Are we here to win this fight? You tell me, 'cause if we're not, I'll throw in the towel right now. We'll get Tess and we will go home. You don't knock him out, you los...
Bryan Callen: I'll tell you what: you do that to someone on the street and they'd lock you up and throw away the key! Break out the yellow tape, Sam. Tommy's walking away from the cage like he's leaving a crime scene.
Brendan Conlon: I popped his shoulder. Frank Campana: Relax. Breathe. Brendan Conlon: I heard it tear. Frank Campana: You popped his shoulder? Good. I want you to pop his other shoulder.
Brendan Conlon: You never had any interest in underdogs. But I was your son. Paddy Conlon: You *are* my son, Brendan. Brendan Conlon: Am I? Paddy Conlon: Yeah, you are. I'm just asking you if can find... find a little bit of space in your heart to fo...
Frank Campana: You gotta relax and stay calm in there. The cage is your home. You set the pace. You set the rhythm. Feel the Beethoven. Be smarter than him, more patient. Wait for him to make a mistake. And when he does, that's your moment.
Paddy Conlon: Alright. Alright. But you get something through your skull, too. You called me. So don't go threatening to walk every five minutes. And since this is about training, you dump whatever it is you need to dump as far as those pills are con...
Tom Conlon: So you gonna ask about her, or you just gonna sit there all sober? Paddy Conlon: I know. Tom Conlon: Oh you know. What do you know? You know it wasn't enough to drive west to get away from you? When we hit the water we drove north, too. P...
Tom Conlon: Not much of a woman's touch around here. Paddy Conlon: No women for me anymore, Tommy. Tom Conlon: Yeah. Must be tough to find a girl who could take a punch nowadays.
[from trailer] Tom Conlon: You had a choice, okay. You had a choice.
Brendan Conlon: I know this isn't a great time. And it's too bad about Marco. But what about me? Frank Campana: You talking about Sparta? Brendan, please. You got a better chance of starting a boy band.
Brendan Conlon: God, man, I don't understand this. You won't forgive me, but you'll forgive Pop? Tom Conlon: Shit. He's just some old vet I train with. He means nothing to me. From what I hear he means nothing to you, either, so you got balls talking...
Paddy Conlon: Ahab! You Godless sonofabitch! You stop the ship, you Godless sonofabitch!
Bryan Callen: Lock up the china because the boys are at it again!
