Clubber Lang: I'm the baddest man in the world.
Rocky Balboa: You don't look so bad to me.
Clubber Lang: What did you say, Paper Champion? I'll beat you like a dog, a dog, you fool.
Title rematch commentator: Do you have any predictions on this fight? How do you see this fight going?
Apollo Creed: Well, I feel that strength would have to go to the challenger, while experience and the WORLD'S hardest head would have to go to Rocky Balboa, and you know I know about that.
Rocky Balboa: You ain't so bad, you ain't so bad, you ain't nothin'. C'mon, champ, hit me in the face! My mom hits harder than you.
Apollo Creed: See that look in their eyes, Rock? You gotta get that look back, Rock. Eye of the tiger, man.
Adrian: ...you gotta want to do it for the right reasons. Not for the guilt over Mickey, not for the people, not for the title, not for money or me, but for you. Just you. Just you alone.
Rocky Balboa: And if I lose?
Adrian: Then you lose. But at least you lose with no excuses, no fear. And I know you can live with that.