FIST FIGHT. MOSTLY BLUSTER, TWO PUNCHES, DONE.
Why I watched this I don't know. I thought it must have a happy ending or at least I hoped. I, of course, suspected the aggressor was the bad guy in the piece, and I assume he was. Mr. Blackshirt when he finally was pushed to his limit must have uncorked a doozy to Mr. No Sleeves. Kind of a mini Clint Eastwood where the bad guy gets his.
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