如果我们关怀着某人、爱着某人，那么一定要让被爱的人知道，也要让他们看到，如果不这样，也许会伤害了我们爱着的人以及我们自己。
——有感于《百万宝贝》
其实Frankie是个内心柔和、情感丰富的老人，但是他给自己穿上了一层厚厚的盔甲，把自己装扮成一个冷酷、孤僻、不近人情的怪人，难怪他的妻子儿女都离他而去。
Frankie每天晚上都为他的两个女儿虔诚的祈祷，希望她们平安快乐——当然，这是在没人看见的时候；他从不缺席去教堂的礼拜——当然还是为了女儿们，他并没有对女儿尽到应尽的责任。但是他却不希望别人知道他这么做的原因。在和神父跟交谈时，Frankie明明心里想要忏悔什么，却总是说些不着边际、甚至有点亵渎神灵的话，搞的连神父都忍耐不住要说粗话骂人。他每周都给女儿们写信，但是总是被原路退回，这让我相信，他的信里面肯定不常常使用一些温柔的字眼。这大约和Frankie的职业有关，Frankie是一个拳击教练和经纪人——这是一个仅仅需要冷静、残忍和冷酷的职业。
Frankie是一个优秀的教练，但却不是一个成功的经纪人——因为他实在太过爱护自己的拳手了。拳手只有不断挑战最强大、最凶狠的对手才能够在这一行出人头地，但是Frankie总是为了避免让他们受伤而不给他的拳手安排有危险性的比赛。所以他训练出来的拳手总是在达到最佳状态的时候离他而去。
Frankie的拳击馆里来了一个女子Maggie，希望向他学拳击。起初Frankie是不愿意的，他大概从来没有把女人和拳击扯上联系。但是Maggie意志极为坚定，非Frankie不行，Frankie似乎是被Maggie感动了，因此答应了她的请求。不过我觉得Frankie之所以答应了Maggie，更可能是Maggie触动了Frankie内心埋藏已久的父爱之心。他从来没有好好的爱护过自己的女儿们，女儿们更是与他形同陌路。Maggie可能让他重新有了做父亲的感觉。Maggie从小失去父爱，在别人的蔑视的眼光下长大，Frankie那不易觉察的父爱让Maggie倍感温暖。这一老一少从前经历让他们找到了亲人的感觉。——Maggie需要一个慈爱而严峻的父亲以及导师，而Frankie需要一个听话，可爱，意气相投，并且需要他的帮助的女儿。
Maggie本身具有拳手的天赋，在Frankie的调教下，实力一日千里。Frankie的老毛病又犯了，他不想让Maggie受伤，所以总是只给Maggie安排一些实力很差拳手来和Maggie比赛。甚至为了安排这种比赛不惜掏腰包。Maggie在比赛中逐渐找到了自信和胜利的感觉。每次胜利后Maggie送给Frankie的拥抱，更是让Frankie激动万分。
Maggie再也不满足于现状，央求Frankie给他安排更高级别的比赛，而Frankie最终答应了——这可能违背了Frankie一贯的原则，但何尝不是Frankie的一次尝试，他毕竟不能始终让Maggie躲在自己的翅膀下，很多路需要Maggie自己去走。比赛前，Frankie送给Maggie一件袍子，袍子上绣着“Mo Cuishle”的字样，这是一个高卢语的单词，意思是“my darling、my blood”，显示出Frankie对Maggie无比的疼爱，而用了一个谁也看不懂的外国词语，分明显示着我虽然爱你，但是我不想让你知道。
终于Maggie可以向冠军挑战了。不幸的是，对手是个喜欢背后下手的下流胚，这次冠军赛让Maggie从此成为了废人。Frankie因此无比自责，如果不是自己教Maggie打拳，Maggie决计不会到如此悲惨的境地。他给美国所有的医院打电话，希望为Maggie抓住一线生机，但是希望完全落空。于是Frankie给Maggie找了最好的疗养院，亲自照顾Maggie，每天给Maggie读书解闷。甚至希望给Maggie找一个学校让她能够走出疗养院学习。Maggie应该从来都不曾有过责怪Frankie的意思，甚至从没认为Frankie该为她现在的境地负责。她只怪自己把Frankie的警告当成了耳旁风，她甚至高兴，因为她至少和冠军挑战过了。Maggie的母亲来看她，但是不是为了照顾女儿，仅仅是想要拿走女儿的房产（真真想不到，世上有如此残忍的妈）。对于Maggie而言，她只剩下Frankie一个亲人，而面对Maggie，他似乎已经剥去了所有坚硬的外壳，露出了原本的慈祥。他为Maggie擦身，时不时还会像父亲那样拥抱和亲吻Maggie。
Maggie只有等死，但是这个过程漫却是漫长而无奈，她请求Frankie让他快点解脱，Frankie只有同意。在拔掉Maggie的唿吸器的时候，Frankie平静的告诉Maggie “Mo Cuishle”的含义。这个场景分外感动，Maggie在临死前流下了感激的泪水。但是这个举动对于Maggie而言也许多余，因为她大约已经猜到了“Mo Cuishle”的含义，此刻最多只是得到了证实罢了。
到了最后，我为Frankie的女儿们叹息，Frankie为什么没有早点把他的爱直接给他的孩子们呢，为什么直到无可挽回的时候用祈祷来慰藉自己孤独的内心呢。Maggie遇到Frankie让Maggie走进了一个充满爱的世界，也让Frankie了解了怎样去爱自己的孩子。但是Frankie的两位女儿，她们真是不幸。她们有得过Frankie的亲吻和拥抱吗？她们有得到过Frankie的鼓励吗？如果心中有爱，就要表达出来，不然，那样的爱有什么用呢？
1.MoCuishle(爱尔兰语/高卢语)： my darling，my blood -- 我的挚爱，我的血肉。
2.我遇见他的时候，他已经是拳击界最好的助手。从60年代起就开始训练和管理，从来没让人失望过。有时候什么都做不了，伤口太深，离骨头太近，也许你的静脉已经断裂，或者你不能让止血药渗入里面。他有各样的方法来解决不同层次的肌肉拉伤。弗兰基知道如何解决每一个问题。
3.拳击是关于尊严，赢得你自己的，同时也剥夺别人的。
4.很多人会说对于一个拳手，最重要的莫过于热情，弗兰基却说，带给我一个只有热情的选手，我会告诉他什么叫鼻青脸肿。
5.她从密苏里州西南而来，家住在靠近一个破旧小镇的山上，就在杉树和橡树中，一个在遥远和再见之间的地方。在她的成长过程中，她只知道一件事，自己是个垃圾。她现在离家1800公里远，但感觉却还如同在山上一个样。
6.如果在拳击里存在魔法，那么就是一种在战斗中超越忍耐力，超越肋骨断裂，超越肾脏穿孔，还有关节分开的魔法。这是一种你会为一切冒险的魔法，但是别人都不会看到。
7.拳击是一种不自然的运动，因为一切都是相反的。你想要向左移动，你不用向左移步，你用力推自己的右脚趾，用自己的左脚趾向右移动，不像想正常人那样躲避疼痛，你要迎接它。关于拳击的一切都是相反的。
8.Tough ain't Enough.
9.为了别人无法了解的梦想赌上一切。
10. Winners are simply willing to what losers won’t.
11每天都有人死去的，弗兰基。拖地的时候，刷碗的时候。
你知道他们最后一个念头是什么吗？“我从没有过机会。”
因为有你，麦琪得到了属于她的机会。
如果她今天就死去，你知道她最后一个念头是什么吗？
“我觉得我干的不错。我会觉得我心安理得的。”
精彩对白：
Eddie Scrap-Iron Dupris: If there's magic in boxing, it's the magic of fighting battles beyond endurance, beyond cracked ribs, ruptured kidneys and detached retinas. It's the magic of risking everything for a dream that nobody sees but you.
Eddie Scrap-Iron Dupris: To make a fighter you gotta strip them down to bare wood: you can't just tell 'em to forget everything you know if you gotta make 'em forget even their bones... make 'em so tired they only listen to you, only hear your voice, only do what you say and nothing else... show 'em how to keep their balance and take it away from the other guy... how to generate momentum off their right toe and how to flex your knees when you fire a jab... how to fly back and up so that the other guy doesn't want to come after you. Then you gotta show 'em all over again. Over and over and over... till they think they're born that way.
Frankie Dunn: You forgot the rule. Now, what is the rule?
Maggie Fitzgerald: Keep my left up?
Frankie Dunn: Is to protect yourself at all times. Now, what is the rule?
Maggie Fitzgerald: Protect myself at all times.
Frankie Dunn: Good. Good.
Eddie Scrap-Iron Dupris: All fighters are pig-headed some way or another: some part of them always thinks they know better than you about something. Truth is: even if they're wrong, even if that one thing is going to be the ruin of them, if you can beat that last bit out of them... they ain't fighters at all.
Maggie Fitzgerald: You're gonna leave me again?
Frankie Dunn: Never.
Frankie Dunn: I think someone should count to 10.
Eddie Scrap-Iron Dupris: [after hitting someone] 110. Get a job, punk.
Maggie Fitzgerald: Momma, you take Mardell and JD and get home 'fore I tell that lawyer there that you were so worried about your welfare you never signed those house papers like you were supposed to. So anytime I feel like it I can sell that house from under your fat, lazy, hillbilly ass. And if you ever come back, that's exactly what I'll do.
Maggie Fitzgerald: I saw your last fight, Shawrelle. Spent so much time face down I thought the canvas had titties.
Father Horvak: What's confusing you this week?
Frankie Dunn: Oh, it's the same old "one God-three God" thing.
Father Horvak: Frankie, most people figure out by kindergarten it's about faith.
Frankie Dunn: Is it sort of like Snap Crackle and Pop, all rolled into one big box?
Father Horvak: You're standing outside my church, comparing God to Rice Krispies?
Eddie Scrap-Iron Dupris: Frankie likes to say that boxing is an unnatural act, that everything in boxing is backwards: sometimes the best way to deliver a punch is to step back... But step back too far and you ain't fighting at all.
Eddie Scrap-Iron Dupris: She's getting pretty good.
Frankie Dunn: Yeah, real fast. It's almost as if someone's been helping her.
Eddie Scrap-Iron Dupris: Oh, I don't know. Maybe she's just got what it takes.
Frankie Dunn: She's got my speed bag, is what she's got.
[walking away]
Eddie Scrap-Iron Dupris: Now, how'd she get that?
Ref #1: Is this your fighter?
Frankie Dunn: This is my fighter.
Frankie Dunn: What's she sayin'?
Eddie Scrap-Iron Dupris: Wants to know what you're readin'.
Frankie Dunn: It's Yeats.
[turns to Maggie]
Frankie Dunn: Keep your head back.
Eddie Scrap-Iron Dupris: Why don't you talk a little Yeats to her? Show her what a treat that is.
Frankie Dunn: Mo cuishle means my darling. My blood.
Frankie Dunn: [to Maggie] All right. I'm gonna disconnect your air machine, then you're gonna go to sleep. Then I'll give you a shot, and you'll... stay asleep. Mo cuishle means "My darling, my blood."
Father Horvak: Frankie, I've seen you at Mass almost every day for 23 years. The only person comes to church that much is the kind who can't forgive himself for something.
[repeated line]
Frankie Dunn: I don't train girls.
Frankie Dunn: How many times do I got to tell you that bleach is bleach. Why can't you just buy the cheap stuff, you always have to buy the expensive stuff.
Eddie Scrap-Iron Dupris: It smells better, Frankie.
Frankie Dunn: Bleach smells like bleach.
Maggie Fitzgerald: I'm 32, Mr. Dunn, and I'm here celebrating the fact that I spent another year scraping dishes and waitressing which is what I've been doing since 13, and according to you I'll be 37 before I can even throw a decent punch, which I have to admit, after working on this speed bag for a month may be the God's simple truth. Other truth is, my brother's in prison, my sister cheats on welfare by pretending one of her babies is still alive, my daddy's dead, and my momma weighs 312lbs. If I was thinking straight I'd go back home, find a used trailer, buy a deep fryer and some oreos. Problem is, this the only thing I ever felt good doing. If I'm too old for this then I got nothing. That enough truth to suit you?
Frankie Dunn: What you learn tonight?
Maggie Fitzgerald: Always protect myself.
Frankie Dunn: What's the rule?
Maggie Fitzgerald: Always protect myself.
Eddie Scrap-Iron Dupris: Anybody can lose one fight, anybody can lose once, you'll come back from this you'll be champion of the world.
Danger Barch: Anyone can lose one fight.
Frankie Dunn: I want you to jab, right in the tits, until they turn blue and fall off.
Frankie Dunn: How many eyes do you need to finish this fight?
Maggie Fitzgerald: One's enough.
Maggie Fitzgerald: She's tough, I can't go inside, I can't get close enough to hit her.
Frankie Dunn: You know why that is?
Maggie Fitzgerald: Why?
Frankie Dunn: Cause she's a better fighter than you are, that's why. She's younger, she's stronger, and she's more experienced. Now, what are you gonna do about it?
Maggie Fitzgerald: [Next round starts. Maggie knocks her out in few seconds]
Frankie Dunn: Girlie, tough ain't enough.
Eddie Scrap-Iron Dupris: There is magic in fighting battles beyond endurance
[Eddie has his feet up on the desk]
Frankie Dunn: You got big holes in your socks.
Eddie Scrap-Iron Dupris: Oh, they're not that big.
Frankie Dunn: Didn't I give you money for some new ones?
Eddie Scrap-Iron Dupris: These are my sleeping socks. My feet like a little air at night.
Frankie Dunn: How come you're wearing them in the daytime, then?
Eddie Scrap-Iron Dupris: 'Cause my daytime socks got too many holes in them.
Frankie Dunn: So is Jesus a Demigod?
Father Horvak: There are no Demigods, you fucking Pagan!
Eddie Scrap-Iron Dupris: I have HBO.
Frankie Dunn: You wouldn't start training to be a ballerina at 31 now, would you?
Maggie Fitzgerald: Already been workin' it for three years.
Frankie Dunn: And you can't hit a speed bag? What kind of training is that?
Maggie Fitzgerald: I never had any, boss.
Frankie Dunn: Well, I hate to say it, but it shows.
Maggie Fitzgerald: We're flying?
Frankie Dunn: Would you rather drive?
Maggie Fitzgerald: You're askin' me?
Frankie Dunn: Would you rather fly or would you rather drive?
Maggie Fitzgerald: So, I finally get to decide something?
Frankie Dunn: That's what I'm saying.
Maggie Fitzgerald: Fine. Fly there, drive back.
Frankie Dunn: That's the stupidest thing I ever heard of. How the hell we gonna do that?
Maggie Fitzgerald: You said it was up to me.
Maggie Fitzgerald: I've got nobody but you, Frankie.
Frankie Dunn: Well, you've got me.
Maggie Fitzgerald: Working the bag, boss.
Frankie Dunn: I'm not your boss and that bag's working you.
Eddie Scrap-Iron Dupris: Seems there are Irish people everywhere, or people who want to be.
Danger Barch: [of a water bottle] How'd you get all the ice in here through this little tiny hole?
Maggie Fitzgerald: You got any family, boss?
Frankie Dunn: What?
Maggie Fitzgerald: You're spending so much time with me. I didn't know if you had any.
Frankie Dunn: Well, I've got a daughter, Katie.
Maggie Fitzgerald: Well that's family.
Frankie Dunn: We're not exactly close.
Maggie Fitzgerald: How much she weigh?
Frankie Dunn: What?
Maggie Fitzgerald: Trouble in my family comes by the pound.
Danger Barch: Oh, look, I'm Shawrelle! I'm humping the canvas!
Maggie Fitzgerald: Did you see the fight?
Eddie Scrap-Iron Dupris: Of course I did. You had her cold, Maggie.
Maggie Fitzgerald: I shouldn't have dropped my hand. I shouldn't have turned. Always protect myself... how many times did he tell me that?
Maggie Fitzgerald: I can't be like this, Frankie. Not after what I've done. I've seen the world. People chanted my name. Well, not my name, some damn name you gave me. They were chanting for me. I was in magazines. You think I ever dreamed that'd happen? I was born two pounds, one-and-a-half ounces. Daddy used to tell me I'd fight my way into this world, and I'd fight my way out. That's all I wanna do, Frankie. I just don't wanna fight you to do it. I got what I needed. I got it all. Don't let 'em keep taking it away from me. Don't let me lie here 'till I can't hear those people chanting no more.
Frankie Dunn: [Reads a script from a book in Gaelic]
Eddie Scrap-Iron Dupris: What the hell kind of language is that?
Frankie Dunn: What do you want?
Eddie Scrap-Iron Dupris: I just thought you should know you got a fighter out there not talking to another manager.
Frankie Dunn: Not talking to another manager?
Eddie Scrap-Iron Dupris: And not just any manager. Mickey Mack.
Frankie Dunn: You came in here to tell me Big Willie is not talking to Mickey Mack.
Eddie Scrap-Iron Dupris: Not a word. Neither one of him.
Frankie Dunn: [Frustrated] I'm tryin' to read here.
Eddie Scrap-Iron Dupris: Well, if you think that more important.
Danger Barch: [Repeated line; yelling] And I challenge the "Motor City Cobra", Thomas "Hit Man" Hearns to fight me for the Welterweight Championship of the whole world!
Maggie Fitzgerald: [first meeting] Mr. Dunn?
Frankie Dunn: Hmm. I owe you money?
Maggie Fitzgerald: No sir.
Frankie Dunn: I know your mama?
Maggie Fitzgerald: Don't rightly know, sir.
Frankie Dunn: Then what is it you want?
Eddie Scrap-Iron Dupris: The body knows what fighters don't: how to protect itself. A neck can only twist so far. Twist it just a hair more and the body says, "Hey, I'll take it from here because you obviously don't know what you're doing.... Lie down now, rest, and we'll talk about this when you regain your senses." It's called the knockout mechanism.
British referee: Ten minutes, luv.
Maggie Fitzgerald: Man says he loves me.
Frankie Dunn: Well, he's probably not the first one to say that.
Maggie Fitzgerald: First since my daddy.
Frankie Dunn: Hm.
Maggie Fitzgerald: I win, you think he'll propose?
Frankie Dunn: You win, *I'll* propose.
Eddie Scrap-Iron Dupris: Boxing is an unnatural act. Cos everything in it is backwards. You wanna move to the left, you don't step left, you push on the right toe. To move right, you use your left toe. Instead of running from the pain--like a sane person would do, you step into it.