Mickey: Women weaken legs!
Mickey: You're gonna eat lightnin' and you're gonna crap thunder!
Rocky: Well, ya see, sir I understand you're lookin' for sparrin' partners for
Apollo, and I jus' want ta let ya know that I am very available.
Apollo Creed: Sports make you grunt and smell. Stay in school, use your brains.
Be a thinker, not a stinker.
Mickey: Your nose is broken.
Rocky: How does it look?
Mickey: Ah, it's an improvement.
Adrian: Why do you wanna fight?
Rocky: Because I can't sing or dance.
Adrian: Is this you?
Rocky: Yeah, that's me when I was eight years old, that's the Italian Stallion
when he was a baby.
Rocky: I can't do it.
Rocky: I can't beat him.
Rocky: Yeah. I been out there walkin' around, thinkin'. I mean, who am I kiddin'?
I ain't even in the guy's league.
Adrian: What are we gonna do?
Rocky: I don't know.
Adrian: You worked so hard.
Rocky: Yeah, that don't matter. 'Cause I was nobody before.
Adrian: Don't say that.
Rocky: Ah come on, Adrian, it's true. I was nobody. But that don't matter
either, you know? 'Cause I was thinkin', it really don't matter if I lose this
fight. It really don't matter if this guy opens my head, either. 'Cause all I
wanna do is go the distance. Nobody's ever gone the distance with Creed, and if
I can go that distance, you see, and that bell rings and I'm still standin', I'm
gonna know for the first time in my life, see, that I weren't just another bum
from the neighborhood.
Apollo Creed: Ain't gonna be no rematch.
Rocky: Don't want one.
Apollo's Trainer: He doesn't know it's supposed to be a show! He thinks it's a
Street Girl: Hey Rocky! Screw you, creepo!
Adrian: You want a roommate?
Reporter: Where did you get the name, "The Italian Stallion"?
Rocky: Oh I made that up one night while I was eating dinner.
Rocky: What's the matter with my house? My house stink? THAT'S RIGHT!! IT
Rocky: What about my pride, Mick?! At least you had a pride.
Mickey: Down! Down! Stay Down!