Reporter: Where did you get the name, "The Italian Stallion"?
Rocky: Oh I made that up one night while I was eating dinner.
Rocky: I wanna kiss ya-ya don't have to kiss me back if ya don't feel like it.
Rocky: I shold have broke your thumbs.
Mickey: Your nose is broken.
Rocky: How does it look?
Mickey: Ah, it's an improvement.
Rocky: I think we make a real sharp couple of coconuts - I'm dumb, you're shy, whaddaya think, huh?
Mickey: You're gonna eat lightnin' and you're gonna crap thunder.
Rocky: Cut me, Mick.
Apollo Creed: You'd better stop this fight! You ain't nothin' but a bum.
Bodyguard: Did ya get the license number?
Rocky: Of what?
Bodyguard: The truck that run over your face.
Paulie: I want you outta here instamatically.
Rocky: Is that a face you can trust or what? They oughta stick this face on a stamp, whaddya think.
Rocky: I been comin' here for six years, and for six years ya been stickin' it to me, an' I wanna know how come.
Mickey: Ya don't wanna know.
Rocky: I wanna know how come.
Mickey: Ya wanna know?
Rocky: I wanna know how.
Mickey: OK, I'm gonna tell ya! You had the talent to become a good fighter, but instead of that, you become a legbreaker to some cheap, second rate loanshark.
Rocky: It's a living.
Mickey: IT'S A waste of life.
Mickey: Down! Down! Stay Down.
Fight Announcer: What is keeping him up Bill, I don't know.
Rocky: I just want to say hi to my girlfriend, OK? Yo, Adrian! It's me, Rocky.
Rocky: You gotta be a moron... you gotta be a moron to wanna be a fighter.
Mickey: You're a bum, Rock. You're a bum.
Rocky: I ain't no bum, Mick. I ain't no bum.
Apollo's Trainer: Hey, champ, you oughta come and look at this boy you're gonna fight on TV. It looks like he means business.
Apollo Creed: Yeah, yeah. I mean business too.
Answer: They mean the entire year, 1976, is America's birth "day," being the bicentennial of the Declaration of Independence. So the fight, taking place on January 1, is the "first sporting event on our two hundredth birthday."