"...sometimes its hard to breathe....i feel like... this beast inside of me...." "its ok Rocko ... please..it's ok.." " Is it..?" " I feel like i wanna do something" "like what..?" "Fight" "Little by little you lose something you lose out friends you lose out everything saying i got no reason to go on.." "Fighters fight..." "...no matter what..." "One more round.." "This is our round.." " All your strength all your power all your love....everything you ve got.." "Fight till you cant fight no more..." " There is no tomorrow...." " Whats the matter with you..." "I m afraid...." "There s nothing wrong with being afraid" "And if i lose?" "At least you ll lose with no excuses" " It takes guts to stand up there and take a beating..." "Get rid of it...its gonna haunt you for the rest of your life....look what is doing to you now..." "Now Get up....one more round...." χωρις παραιτερω αναλυση. Rocky Balboa.