Amazon Prime Video original movie The Wrestler was released December 17th, 2008.
#TheWrestler made $44.7M at the international box office.
rottentomatoes: 99%
metacritic: 80
imdb: 7.9
oscars: 2 nominations
golden globes: 2 wins
SAG Awards: 1 nomination
Randy the Ram
Robin Ramzinski is a pro wrestler in New Jersey.
Best Performance by an Actor in a Leading Role
1 nomination: 2009
Best Performance by an Actor in a Motion Picture – Drama
1 win: 2009
Outstanding Performance by a Male Actor in a Leading Role
1 nomination: 2009
“Sure. Oh, yeah. That was a good one. Appreciate it, bro. There you go. Oh, shit. Lenny. Lenny. Come on, Lenny. Open up. Goddamn it, Lenny. Fuck. Fuck.” — Ram Ramzinski
“Who woke me up? Choke slam! I’ll see you maniacs in a little while. All right? I’ll be back. I’ll be back. I ain’t going anyplace. Lenny. Lenny, why are you doing this to me? Aw, come on, Lenny. You know I’m always good for it. Come on, brother. My back went out. Let me just at least get my ice packs. Come on, man. Oh, God.” — Ram Ramzinski
“Hey, Wayne, you got a second? Well, I was wondering if you could throw me some more hours. Funny. Weekdays. I’m busy on the weekends. Hey. What’s up? Hey, bro. Look at you. You’re all diesel, man. How you doing, brother?” — Ram Ramzinski
“Hey, there. How you doing, man? I know you, Tommy. I saw you out in, uh, Pennsylvania a couple months ago. You were really good. You really brought it. Keep working, man. You know, people who drive the Cadillacs, the one with the politics– they run the show. It ain’t about ability, so you just hang in there. All right. Just bring the cheap heat, bro.” — Ram Ramzinski
“Bang off the ropes, then super kick and, uh, Ram Jam, and we go have a beer, okay? You hang in there. You got a lot of ability. Okay? Right. Bless you. Come on. Yeah. Huh? Yep. Come on in. Huh? I know. Hey. Mm-hmm. Long time ago.” — Ram Ramzinski
“Hey. I heard Bob was doing really good with his used car lot out in Arizona. I don’t know if he’s gonna– you know. Yeah? Hey, bring it. Hey. Come on, guys. Let’s all go take a shower together.” — Ram Ramzinski
“What’s up, Big Chris? What’s shaking? What do you need? Come by the mansion in a couple of days, I’ll hook you up. Hey, Ruby. How you doing, baby? I’ll take a cold one. Cassidy around? Well, yeah, but she’s on break. Hey, hey. You girls are being a little rude to the lady. How about an apology? Don’t talk to the lady like that. You don’t need to be talking to her like that. No. Let me tell you something. I guarantee you, this lady’s a hundred times hotter… than any skank-ass pussy you’re gonna be marrying.” — Ram Ramzinski
“Fucker. Hey, I’m just trying to help. Oh, come on. They were punks. Hey. Whoa. Easy there. I’m sorry. I’m better-looking than them anyway. I didn’t mean to piss you off. Come on. Good to see you. Goddamn. Now, I’m telling you, it was one of the historic matches in history. It was 20,000 people. Another million and a half sitting at home watching it on pay-per-view. We’re slamming the piss out of each other. I mean, for God knows how long. We’re both gassing. You ask any wrestling fan, they’ve heard about that one. Oh, yeah, it was big. And a rematch? Hey. This could be history all over again. Goddamn, look at you. You are one smoking baby. Let me make an honest woman of you. Hmm?” — Ram Ramzinski
“I mean, who knows? I’m in pretty good shape right now. You know, with a little luck, this could be my ticket back on top. Yeah. Yeah. That would be a dream. Yeah, I got cut tonight. Yeah, it’s nothin’. Fake? I’ll show you fake. Look at this. 1986, Denver Coliseum. Billy Bob Banjo hit me with a two-by-four. It had a loose nail in it, split my bicep right the hell open. Look at that. I got a better one than that. Take a look at this here. 1988, okay? Orlando Civic Center. Mr. Magnificent threw me over the top ropes. I landed on my shoulder and cracked my clavicle right in half.” — Ram Ramzinski
“Well, it hurts when I breathe, but, I mean, you know, you hear the roar of the crowd, you just– you motor through, you know? Hmm. What was that all about? No. Hmm. Hmm. Tough dude.” — Ram Ramzinski
Cassidy
Best Performance by an Actress in a Supporting Role
1 nomination: 2009
Best Performance by an Actress in a Supporting Role in any Motion Picture
1 nomination: 2009
“Trust me, baby. You’re gonna be so happy. Hey. There’s nothing like experience. I do things your fiancee’s never even dreamed of doing. No, it’s okay. Thanks. It’s cool. I got it. I got it. It’s all right, guys. Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh!”
“See you soon. 200 fuckin’ bucks walked out. You! Yeah? Okay. It’s good to see you, Ram. I haven’t seen you in a while. How you been? Million and a half. Shit. Mmm. You never know who’s in that crowd. Oh, Jesus. You’re bleeding. Oh! Oh! Are you okay?”
“They say wrestling’s fake, huh? Mmm. Mmm. Oh, my God. Does it hurt? ‘He was pierced for our transgressions. He was crushed for our iniquities. The punishment that brought us peace was upon him… and by his wounds we were healed.’ It’s The Passion of the Christ. You have the same hair. You never seen it?”
“Dude, you gotta! It’s– it’s amazing. They throw everything at him– whips, arrows, rocks. They beat the living fuck out of him the whole two hours, and… he just takes it.”
Wrestling Announcers / Fans
“…no introduction, and a true American, the people’s hero, Randy ‘The Ram…’ Robinson! And the Ram is up immediately, throwing haymakers and a pile driver! Here tonight on August 1, 1984– mark it down– Randy ‘The Ram’ Robinson– …18,500 fans in the nation’s capital. They want to see the Ram Jam! Ram Jam! Ram Jam! Ram Jam!”
“Great show, Ram. You really put them over. Here you go. Sorry. I was sure the gate’d be bigger. But don’t forget. Two months. Rahway. Legend signing. I need you, man. Yo, Ram. Think you could sign this for me? Thanks a lot, man. My first ever match ever was you versus Davey Diamond at the Spectrum. Thanks a lot. 1985. Yeah. You were awesome. Thanks. Thanks, Ram. Nice guy, don’t you think?”
New Jersey
“Ram! Ram! Wake up! Ram! Ram! Come on! Ram! Wake up! Open up! Ram! Wake up! Wake up! Wake up! Ram! Wake up! One more! Come on, Ram! Aw! Ram Jam! Ram Jam! Ram Jam! Ram Jam! Ram Jam!”
“Yeah. You’ll get in when I get my money. Yeah, you’re always good for it every time this happens. I cannot help you.”
“Rafael– hey, Rafael! Not really. Why? What’s the matter? Did they raise the price of tights? Let’s see what we got.”
“Whoa. Hey. Hey. You know the boys. What’s up, Ram? Good to see you. Good to see you, man. Okay. Right here, you can change. All right, man. I want my money. There you go. All right, guys. Listen up. All right. S.L.G., where are you? You’re up first against T.D.S. Thank you. Second, we got Havoc and Cobian versus Billy the Kid and Lex Lethal. Yo, I got you tonight. Third, Sabian versus Devon Moore. Fourth, Judas the Traitor versus Rob Eckos. Intermission. Fifth, Kevin Matthews versus Inferno. Sixth, we got Sugga and DJ Hyde versus the Funky Samoans. Seventh, Paul E. Normous and Andy Anderson versus Jim Powers and Papadon.”
“And last but not least, for the strap, we got Tommy Rotten versus Randy the Ram. All right. You guys got it? Yep. Got it. All right. Let’s do this. Have a good time. All right. Hey, Ram. Hey. Tommy. We’re gonna be working tonight. Allentown. Thank you. Thank you. Yeah, I know, I know. But, uh, as far as tonight, I don’t know what you wanna do. I had a few ideas. I was thinking, you know, maybe just for the heat, I would give you a low blow, follow it up with a bulldog.”
“You guys should get the heat on us right away. All right. Keep the heat on us, beat the shit out of us. Boom, boom, boom, boom. We’ll come up, we’ll get on the ropes. You guys bring us both in the hard way. Okay. Then we get up, double dropkick, we powder out again. All right. So we’re gonna really milk it tonight. We’re gonna milk it. Nice and slow, old-school, easy. Old-school. Don’t work his leg, man. That’s– everybody does that. Work his neck. Work his neck. No, no. We working the neck. You’re working the neck? I already got the leg. All right. You guys got the leg? Leg or neck. What you got? Maybe make your comeback right off there.”
“That sounds great, man. All right. All right. Thank you. …Randy ‘The Ram’ Robinson! Yo, Ram! Yeah! Come on, Ram! You’re the man! Ram Jam! Ram Jam! Ram Jam! Come on! Come on! You all right, Ram? Ram, you all right? You want me to stop it? I’m gonna rip his arm off! Check him, ref! You want me to stop it? Are you sure? I’ll give you something to boo about! Ram Jam! Ram Jam! Yeah! Ram Jam! Ram Jam! You still suck! You still suck! You still suck! You still suck! You still suck! You still suck! Come on! Get up! Is that what you want to see? Come here, you fat piece of crap! Get out there with the rest of the party! I’m coming out there, and I’ll beat the hell out of each and every one of you! You know who you’re dealing with? I will destroy you people! Shut the hell up! That’s it, old man! Ram Jam! Ram Jam! Ram Jam! Ram Jam! Ram Jam! Ram Jam!”
“Ram Jam! Ram Jam! Ram Jam! Ram Jam! Ram Jam! Ram Jam! Ram Jam! Ram Jam! Ram Jam! Ram Jam! One, two, three! Ladies and gentlemen, here is your winner, Randy ‘The Ram’ Robinson! Ram, you really popped that crowd. I’m just gonna glue this up, okay? Yo, Ram, you got a sec? You realize what’s coming up? April 6. Twentieth anniversary of you and Ayatollah at the Garden. Yeah. Time fucking flies, right? Here’s what I’m thinkin’. Two words: re… match. Okay, Ram. You’re all set. We’re doing this big Fanfest thing down in Wilmington with Ring of Honor that weekend.”
“I wanna main event it with you two guys. ‘Ram, Ayatollah II.’ Come on. For this? Bob’s gonna dust off the old turban. Yeah. Okay. That’s for Ram! Ram! Good stuff. Good stuff. Good stuff. Just like the old days.”
“What’s up, Ram? How you doing? I’m all right. Yo, baby, you still got that hookup with that quack at your gym? The juice head? Yo, my back is killing me. Vicodin, Perc, Nubain, whatever he’s got. You the man, Ram. You the man. Grab some. Yeah. Hey, Ram. How’s it goin’? All right. There you go. I think she’s working the V.I.P.”
“I’m sorry, sweetie. We said the other girl. Yeah, the blonde girl with the belly chain. Yeah, the other girl. I’m sorry, but we really don’t want you. How old are you anyway? Oh, you’re like my mom’s age. Yeah, like graduate in 1985! Who the fuck are you, man? I’ll talk to her like I wanna talk to her. What the fuck? That’s my fucking sister. What you say? Are you fucking kidding me? Are you kidding me?”