 The neckline was so low, she had to step down to get into it. Hello, baby. How's about a date tonight after I knock out the champ? I've got news for you, Midge. You're not knocking out anybody. You're throwing the fight. Are you kidding? You don't believe me? Here's your manager, Bleakham. O'Brien, are you crazy? Would I fight for two years in tank towns for this? Would I spend two years getting my brains knocked out just so I could take a dive? Would I work my way up to the title bow just to throw the fight? Would I...