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.
Clubber Lang: Dead meat.
Interviewer: Do you hate Rocky?
Clubber Lang: No, I don't hate Balboa. I pity the fool, and I will destroy any man who tries to take what I got.
Rocky Balboa: Nothing is real if you don't believe in who you are.
Paulie: He is the ring.
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.
Thunderlips: To all my love slaves out there: Thunderlips is here. In the flesh, baby. The ultimate male versus... the ultimate meatball. Ha, ha, ha.
Clubber Lang: I'm gonna torture him. I'm gonna crucify him. Real bad.
Clubber Lang: I'm going to bust you up.
Rocky Balboa: Go for it.
Apollo Creed: You thought I was tough? This chump will kill 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.
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.