Rocky Balboa: I just got one thing to say... to my wife at home: Yo, Adrian! I DID IT!

Gazo: How's about investing in condominiums? It's safe.
Rocky Balboa: Condominiums?
Gazo: Yeah, condominiums.
Rocky Balboa: I never use 'em.

Mickey: Hey Rock. It's three in the morning. I went up to your house there and they told me you was here. It's 3am, kid. You know that Adrian, she's a good girl. Me, you know I'm sorry for both of ya. There's nothing I can do about it. Except, uh, I wanna tell you this once and then, uh, I ain't gonna say it again. But Rock, you got another shot. This is the second shot. At, uh, I
don't know the biggest title in the world, and you're gonna be swappin' punches with, with the most dangerous fighter in the world. And just in case, you know your brain ain't workin' so good. All this happens pretty soon and you ain't ready. You know you're no where near in shape. So I say, for God's sake, why don't you stand up and fight this guy HARD? Like you done before, that was beautiful!
But don't lay down like this! Like, uh, I don't know, like some kind of mongrel or something. Cause he's gonna kick your face in pieces! That's right! This guy don't just wanna win, you know, he wants to bury ya, he wants to humiliate ya, he wants to prove to the whole world that you was nothin but some kind of a freak the first time out. He said you were a one time lucky bum! Well now I don't
wanna get mad in a biblical place like this, but I think you're a hell of a lot more than that kid! A hell of a lot! But now wait a minute, if you wanna blow this thing, if you wanna blow it, then damn it I'm gonna blow it with ya. If you wanna stay here, I'll stay with ya. I stay with ya. I'll stay and pray. What do I got to lose?

[Mickey has Rocky chase after a chicken as part of his training]
Rocky Balboa: I feel like a Kentucky Fried idiot.

[Rocky, completely tired, exhausted, and in tears of happiness, makes a victory speech to the whole world]
Rocky Balboa: Excuse me. I can't believe this has happened. I can't. And I just wanna say thanks to Apollo for fighting me. Apollo. I wanna thank Mickey, for training me.
Fan from the Arena: We love ya, Rock!
Rocky Balboa: Yea, I love
yous too. I just also wanna thank God. Except for my kid bein' born, this is the greatest night in the history of my life. I just wanna say one thing to my wife who's home: YO, ADRIAN! I DID IT!
Adrian: [crying in happiness] I love you. I love you.

[Rocky and Mickey are watching the film of the first fight]
Mickey: Left handed fighters, they're the worst. They lead with their face mostly, trying to throw that big left. Right's no damn good. They ought to outlaw southpaws.
Rocky Balboa: Why didn't you tell me this before?
Mickey: I didn't wanna hurt your feelings.

Rocky Balboa: [Just outside doorway of Apollo's hospital room after first fight] Yo, Apollo?
Apollo: [In hospital bed] Yeah, who is it?
Rocky Balboa: Its just me, Rocky. Listen, could you answer me one question?
Apollo: Yeah, sure
Rocky Balboa: Did you give me your best?
Apollo: Yeah... yeah.
Rocky Balboa: Thank you.

Mickey: Why do you have to wear that stinkin' sweatsuit?
Rocky Balboa: It brings me luck, you know?
Mickey: Brings you luck! I'll tell you what it brings, it brings flies! Now here's what I want you to do... I want you to chase this little chicken.
Rocky Balboa: Hey yo, Mick, what do I got to chase a chicken
for?
Mickey: First, because I said so. And second, is because chicken-chasing is how we used to train back in the old days. If you can catch this thing, you can catch greased lighting.
Rocky Balboa: Well, I'll do it if you say so, but it ain't very mature.
Mickey: Yeah, well neither are you very mature!

Rocky Balboa: [reading aloud from a book, slowly] "'It's no time to cuss me,' snarled the robber. 'By God, fellas, grab your rifles and take color... cover.'" How's that sound?
Adrian: It's good.
Rocky Balboa: Yeah?
Adrian: Mmmhmm.
Rocky Balboa: Ya know, bein' a good reader's gonna help
me get a good office job, ya know. Wanna hear some more?
Adrian: I can't wait.
Rocky Balboa: OK. "'There ain't no cover, Smokey,' said Brad Lincoln. 'We better head for the canyon.'"
Adrian: You read nice.
Rocky Balboa: Thank you. You lie nice!
Adrian: Thank you.
[they
both chuckle]