You can't beat Rocky III and IV though:
Interviewer: Do you hate Rocky?
Clubber Lang: No, I don't hate Balboa. I pity the fool.
Interviewer: What's your prediction for the fight?
Clubber Lang: My prediction?
Interviewer: Yes, your prediction.
[Clubber looks into camera]
Clubber Lang: Pain!
[During Rocky's training with Apollo, he's in an another world, haunted by the first Balboa-Lang fight; Apollo lands some practice hooks]
Apollo Creed: He's hooking. He's hooking. He's hooking! Damn, Rock, Come on! What's the matter with you?
Rocky Balboa: Tomorrow. Let's do it tomorrow.
Apollo Creed: [Screaming] There is no tomorrow! THERE IS NO TOMORROW! THERE IS NO TOMORROW!
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 hear?
Clubber Lang: I'm gonna torture him. I'm gonna crucify him. Real bad.
Clubber Lang: [Screaming] I want Balboa! I want Balboa! You hear that, Old Man? You tell Balboa to come here! Nobody can beat me! You tell him what I said! And he's NEXT! I'm gonna kill him! Nobody can stop me! You tell Balboa that! I'M COMING AFTER HIM! YOU TELL HIM!
Clubber Lang: [Calling to Adrian; Smooth talks] Hey, Woman. Hey, Woman! Listen here. Since your old man ain't got no heart, maybe you like to see a real man. I bet you stay up late every night dreamin' you had a real man, don't ya? I'll tell you what. Bring your pretty little self over to my apartment tonight, and I'll show you a real man.
Drago: You will lose.
Drago: If he dies, he dies. [creepy synth music]
Drago: I must break you.
Ludmilla: You have this belief that this country is so berry, berry good, and we are so berry, berry bad.
Rocky shouting "DRAGO" on top of a mountain.
Come on, these movies are cheesy and awesome at the same time, they cannot be beat.
Anything's better than Rocky V and the first 90 minutes of Rocky II