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(CROWD CLAMORING)

Everyone has to pass through customs.

Taxable items will be confiscated
if you have not declared them!

Tso, the ginseng root must be declared.

But, Father, you know they're gonna
charge us at least 50 bucks for ginseng.

I know.

I could hide it in my trousers.
They'd never look for it there.

Or even better, we'll hide it
in the old man's pants.

We can say he's wearing an adult diaper
and nobody will wanna search him then.

-Yeah. That's believable.
-(CHUCKLES)

-You are hopeless, both of you.
-He thought of it.

I don't wanna hear any more
of your scheming.

The government puts a tax
on everything on Earth. It isn't fair.

No one ever told you
that life would be fair.

Now, listen to me. I don't want
any more trouble. And I mean it.

(HORN HONKING)

OFFICER: Make way!

All right, get out of the way!
Everybody, stand back!

Hey, what makes them
better than us? Bigshots.

Do you know who that is, Fei-hung?

The English Consul,
and he has privileges.

He doesn't have to pay duties.

If you don't wanna pay duties,
you must become a Consul.

That's all there is to it?

MAN: (IN ENGLISH) Whoa. What the hell?
Watch where you're going.

MAN: (IN ENGLISH) Get away
from that suitcase, you clumsy fool.

-You gotta be careful.
-Be careful.

-You could hurt yourself.
-What's wrong?

Oh, he fainted.

Please, sir, I apologize.

Fei-hung.

That man is getting away
with our ginseng.

Tso, don't worry.

Once he takes it through customs,
I'm gonna retrieve it again.

-Oh! How about the other packages?
-What do you mean?

I'll knock him down
then you stuff him in.

-Quick!
-MAN: Hmm?

(TSO GROANING)

What's wrong?

He must be coming down with epilepsy.

Come on, Tso, get up.

Free them!

(CROWD CLAMORING)

OFFICER: Hey, slow down.

You get a seat.

I'll pay the taxes.
I'll catch up with you.

All right, son.

After you have made your declaration,
move on and board the train.

(CROWD CLAMORING)

TSO: Take my luggage!

Got it.

(GRUNTING)

Come on.

Fei-hung, Tso!

How did you get here ahead of me?

Here, let me give you a hand with that.

Careful now.

-Come back here.
-MAN: Huh?

How dare you steal from my father?

-Hey!
-Fei-hung, no! Wait!

Fei-hung, come back here!

Yes, sir, coming.

Fei-hung, now, what have I taught you?

The local fellow has the advantage.

It would be foolish
to go chasing after him.

He was a robber!

He was not successful.
But that's not the point.

The point is, you have to be capable...

-That you must forgive...
-Of forgiving...

-If you expect to be forgiven.
-If you expect to be forgiven.

-That's right.
-I remembered.

Careful.

You're just bluffing.

Huh? Think it over first.

There's no way out.

Maybe.

Think about it.

Hey, look at that giant beaver!

-Oh, it's right over there, Dad!
-Mmm-hmm.

-I've seen lots of them.
-Yeah.

Move.

You're gonna beat me.

-Keep on looking.
-Where? I don't see it.

Ready? Fast one.

(TSO WINCING)

(GASPS)

-(SNORING)
-Back to sleep.

Boy, how did he miss it?

I'm so sorry.
Won't you please forgive me?

I will forgive you,
but you must be more careful.

MAN: Thank you.

-Go ahead.
-Your move.

Hmm?

DR. WONG: This is inexcusable.

It's all right. You're forgiven.

No salesmen allowed on board!

(HAWKERS CLAMORING)

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

(SOFTLY) Our ginseng,
we have to recover it quickly.

Yeah. Gotcha.

Papa, you don't want this.

Let me go buy you something
that's more suitable to your appetite.

Aw, I don't have a picky appetite.
I'll be fine.

Well, I know how you like
roasted goose leg.

-Maybe we can slam one for you, huh?
-Goose leg. Yeah.

Oh, you don't need excuses
if you're restless

and wanna go exploring.

Go right ahead.

You two make sure you come back
before the train leaves.

And try to stay out of trouble!

Pardon me. Excuse me. Pardon me.

Oh, God, these people brought
their ducks and chickens with them.

The smell is unbearable.

-(RETCHING)
-Quiet.

(CLASSICAL MUSIC PLAYING)

(INDISTINCT CONVERSATION)

FEI-HUNG: This is like another world.

TSO: So what's the weather like?

The weather in the North East is nice.

It's the first-class section.

Because of all the foreigners here.

All right, you two, out of here. Move.

What are you doing here? Answer me.

Looking for someone.

-You two have a friend in there?
-Yeah, that's right.

-Can you prove it?
-Just ask me.

That's it. Go on.

If we see you again, you'll be arrested.

(SOFTLY) We gotta find
the baggage department quick.

Yeah, I know that.

-(DUCKS QUACKING)
-(CHICKENS CLUCKING)

-Hope this works.
-All right. Now, get ready...

-Do it!
-STEWARD: Get out of here.

Shoo! Out! Go on! Scat! Shoo!

-Look out!
-(GASPS)

They've gone wild!

-Look out!
-(DUCKS QUACKING)

(ALL SHOUTING INDISTINCTLY)

Who is that maniac?

-(GASPS) Huh?
-Sorry, sir.

Hey! (GRUNTS)

Come back here, thief!

Ginseng.

MAN 1: (IN ENGLISH)
I'm sure I saw him come this way.

MAN 2: Yeah, we'll find him.

Hey, you, come back here!

Hey, you, come back here!

Thief!

(HAWKERS CLAMORING)

Hey, you!

(GRUNTS) Hey!

Wait! That's mine.

I'll teach you!

-You traitor.
-What?

Would you like some tea?

Get in my way and you'll die.

-(SWORD CLANGING)
-Traitor.

No!

Wait a minute, I wanna talk to you!

In the first place, I'm not a traitor.

Don't be a fool.

You're fighting a master.

I'm aware of that, and I'm winning.

(YELLS)

FEI-HUNG: Whoa.

(BOTH GRUNTING)

(STEAM HISSING)

Hmph!

(SIGHS)

You're pushing it.
What do you want from me?

Apologize for what you said.

What do you mean?

You thought I was some other person.

All right. I'm sorry.

I don't believe it. Come here.

Hey, are you mocking me?

I'm a master.

You can't hit me.

We'll go hand-to-hand.

-All right.
-(SHOUTS)

(BOTH GRUNTING)

Drunken boxing.

That's right. Come on, yeah.
Mix it up. (GRUNTS)

All right. Fight!

-Ready?
-If you are.

Come on.

Mmm. No. I don't think
you are quite ready yet.

Oh!

What do you call that pose?

Uh, "Holding a 100-ton barrel
of manure."

(YELLS)

-Hmm?
-Just who do you think you are?

(SCATTING)

I guess I'm the guy
you can't knock down.

What pose is this?

The self-administered massage.

You may rise.

(TRAIN HORN HOOTING)

You know, you're all right, old man.

Thank you. You're pretty good, too, son,

-but that drunken boxing of yours was...
-(TRAIN HORN BLARES)

It was what?

Pathetic. You defend yourself very well.

But you have no attack.

(GRUNTS) What?

With drunken boxing, I can defeat
any kind of kung fu ever invented.

Listen. The whistle.
Your train is leaving.

Defend yourself,
and expect no mercy from me.

It'll leave. You've got to hurry.

I'll rip your arms and legs off,
and beat you over the head with a...

(SIGHS)

Running away?

(GASPS) No, the train!

MAN: Come on, you can do it.
Take my hand.

-You're almost there.
-(PANTING)

Thanks. You're a lifesaver.

Think nothing of it.

Huh? Ginseng?

Out of the way. Everybody, get up!

Take your luggage down
and open it up for inspection.

OFFICER: On your feet. Everybody!

All luggage must be opened
for inspection.

Hey, you. Wake up.

-Good morning.
-A problem here?

Yes. We've had a robbery,
so we're searching everywhere.

Guard, search them.

Please, present all those articles
for inspection.

You must open every box and package.

DR. WONG: There's nothing here,
but various medical preparations.

Bear gall.

Uh, goat stomach.

That one.
What's in that box?

Open all of them.

-I wanna see everything.
-Just a minute.

-What's that?
-Stinging nettle.

OFFICER: All right, all right.
Now the box.

Show me what's in the box.

-Bear gall.
-I've already seen that. The other box.

The one behind you there.

-Not that one. The one behind you.
-FEI-HUNG: That one?

OFFICER: There, on the seat between you.

Were you trying to hide it?

He means the ginseng.
He wasn't hiding it.

OFFICER: Just open it.
I'll see for myself what it is.

Stop stalling and open that box.

-Right now!
-Pardon me, Officer.

They haven't left their seats
since the train started.

I've been watching them,
and I can vouch for that. All right?

Just who do you think you are, huh?

Why should I take your word
for anything?

Show me your ID.

Here.

Sir, do forgive me.

(WHISPERS)
He's a Counter Intelligence officer.

MAN: Huh?

JOHN: He's with the central government.

Better not challenge his authority.

All right, next car.

-Search up there.
-All in!

We're movin' on!

Obviously he discerned that
we are honest men who...

-Yeah. Huh?
-...could not be involved in a theft.

Put the ginseng back now.

(TRAIN HORN BLARING)

That seal is irreplaceable.

That artifact is as valuable
as the Crown of England.

The jade seal of the emperor

is the most important object
in the entire history of China.

There has never been a collection
of antiquities like this one.

The London Museum of Art
will be the envy of the world

if the exhibit is complete
with the seal of the emperor.

I don't care how you do it.

I want it back.

ALL: Yes, sir.

We think we know who the thief is, sir.
And we'll--

-Get him.
-Yes, sir.

John,

the steel workers have refused to work
overtime without extra pay.

-Take care of that, will you?
-Hmm. No problem.

We'll just offer them an alternative.
You know, like a company funeral.

-See to it.
-Yes, sir.

(GRUNTS)

Please hear my prayer.

All right!

-It's a grand slam.
-(WOMEN EXCLAIMING)

-WOMAN: I don't believe it.
-(LAUGHS)

-She cheated.
-She did it again.

MAN: She won again!

All right. Pay me, pay me, pay me.
Give me all your money.

-Give all of it now.
-(KNOCK ON DOOR)

-Visitation at the door.
-Here.

Tell them
or I'll take your ill-gotten winnings.

-Looks like you didn't even get started.
-Thank you very much.

Everybody loses, everybody pays.

-Come on, pay up.
-(GIRL GASPING)

MRS. WONG: Who's that
pounding on the door?

Oh, Lady, it's the Master.
It's Dr. Wong, madam.

Oh, really? That's nice. (CHUCKLES)

(GASPS) Huh? It's the doctor!

-Oh, no. What do we do?
-MAN: This way. Hurry!

-Oh, it's you!
-Yes.

Why did you keep us waiting?

Uh, we're having a very busy day.

(CLICKS TONGUE AND SIGHS)

Oh, husband, what a pleasure to see you.
So happy you're back.

So many patients.

-Go ahead, I'll be right with you.
-Oh.

Mah-jongg today?

(SOFTLY) Quiet!

I told you repeatedly
not to treat patients when I'm out.

You know it's illegal.

What should I do then?
I can't let them all suffer.

I'd never forgive myself if I did.

You told me yourself
I have a very loving touch

and that's all these women need
to relieve their pain and suffering.

Right, girls?

-Who won? It must've been you.
-Cut it out.

So, who should I examine first?

Uh, don't bother, they're just
having cramps. I can handle it.

However, you could prepare my altar,
if you don't mind.

-Sure.
-Wash your hands first.

-(WOMEN GIGGLING)
-Stop laughing.

We'll need the altar ladder
over here, please.

Were the plants watered on schedule?

-Absolutely, yes.
-Excellent.

Stepmother, whose chips are these?

(WHOOSHING)

Whoa.

-Odd.
-Sir?

-Hear that?
-It was just the wind.

-The altar.
-Oh, yeah.

Okay, you can leave now. Go, go, go.

WOMAN: Those are mine!
They were on my chair!

MRS. WONG: Yes,
but just take everything outside.

-Let go of them!
-MRS. WONG: Just go. Out!

Fei-hung.

Show a little respect.

Now, don't forget our next appointment

-on Friday morning. See y'all then.
-Friday morning, right?

-Good morning, Madam Wong.
-Ah. Good morning.

Has the doctor returned yet?

Just this minute.

I hope he remembered
to bring my ginseng. Did he?

-Come in and I'll get him for you.
-Thank you. After you.

Mr. Chan has come for his ginseng.

-Mr. Chan, good morning.
-He's come for his what?

Are you mad?

-You want me to go get it?
-Yes.

-Right away. Sir.
-All right.

I think you'll be
very pleased, Mr. Chan.

Your ginseng?
It's an extraordinary specimen.

That does make me happy.

Allow me to bring you a cup of tea
while you wait.

Ah. Very kind.

-TSO: No! Let me go!
-Where do you think you're going?

You have to help me out of this.

You're all going to find
some way to blame me.

-Don't be silly.
-MRS. WONG: Fei-hung.

What are you up to?

Come quick! We need your help.
We're desperate.

The ginseng was stolen by a robber.
Dad's gonna be furious.

What? You've really done it now.

-See? Told you.
-She doesn't mean it, Tso. Shh!

-Be a good stepmother. Help us, please!
-DR. WONG: Hey, what's taking so long?

-All right, Dad!
-Mr. Chan's waiting for his tea.

-Uh, yeah--
-Go on! Go on!

Whatever you do, don't let him find out.
He'll kill us!

Madam, tell me what our plan is?

All right, in the warehouse.

-What about it?
-In the red cabinet.

-Go on.
-There's a black box.

-Go on.
-And inside it--

-Not ginseng. I can't believe it!
-It's cyanide.

-What's it for?
-Eat it.

(CRYING) How can you be so heartless?

Go away! Don't eat it.

Ah. I have your tea, Mr. Chan.

That's very kind of you.

You're welcome.

Huh?

FEI-HUNG:
Don't overexert yourself, Father.

Have a cup of tea.

-Excuse me.
-Hmm?

Surprise.

I bet you've never seen
anything like it.

It's very rare. Aren't you lucky?

FEI-HUNG: And how's that feel?

All you have to do to get the extract

is soak it in hot water
for 24 hours and 10 minutes.

And you can recover your youth
and virility in no time-- (GASPS)

What are you doing
with that giant radish?

A radish? This is a radish?
You mean, it isn't ginseng?

-No.
-(LAUGHS) Right.

I wanted you to see this
so I could warn you about it, Mr. Chan.

Radish neutralizes
the effects of ginseng

-so you have to avoid it at all costs.
-Mmm-hmm.

If you eat this after taking ginseng,
you'll be wasting your money.

So...

She's right, Mr. Chan.

I'm glad she showed you that radish.

You may never have seen
such a plant before,

but now that you have seen that one, you
know what you have to stay away from.

You were worth trying, anyway.

MAN 1: Stop that, Fei-hung!
MAN 2: Oh, no!

-What are we going to do?
-You mustn't!

I'm not involved.

-Hey, come on. Let's get back to work.
-Hello, madam. I was just leaving.

Fei-hung, what'd you find?

-I wasn't here.
-It's ginseng. I've got it!

Oh, really? That's terrific.
Where in the world did you find it, eh?

It's Dad's dwarf plant tree.
What am I going to do?

Oh, you don't have to worry.
Just blame it on Tso.

Oh, all right.

(TSO SOBBING)

I'll try to keep
your father distracted while...

-Would this fool Chan?
-Hmm?

-It looks like ginseng.
-Yeah? Yes!

I need to consult with you, all right?

-Huh? Uh, excuse me.
-Yes, of course. (CHUCKLES)

-Yes, what is it?
-Come.

Come.

-Come on. Come on.
-What, dear?

You may not have noticed,
but Fei-hung has grown up

and I believe that he's starting
to get lonely, know what I mean?

-No, I don't.
-Well, he's become...

-Here, Mr. Chan, your ginseng.
-Well, he's reached puberty.

MR. CHAN: Why is it wet?

It was dug up at sunrise

because that's when the morning dew
is at it's heaviest,

and all of the vitamins and minerals
in the roots

are at their purest peak of potency,

which is very important.

If he had a little brother or sister,
well, that might--

We can talk about this later.
We're being very rude.

Listen to me. His birthday is coming.

But his birthday
is nine months from now.

-Why wait until the last minute?
-Stop wasting my time.

-I have to get--
-I believe you owe me an apology.

-I'm gonna place this inside the coat.
-I see. Yes.

Because ginseng
likes to feel your heartbeat.

Let it age three days
and then you can begin using it.

All right?

Don't forget, we have to put out
the garbage cans tonight.

-Dr. Wong?
-Yes?

Thank you again.

-Ah. He brought it from our back?
-I have it.

-It's right here. Next to my heart.
-It's right here.

-I'll see you out-- Woman.
-My husband, can you wait for me to...

Goodbye, now.

Thank you again, Mr. Chan.
It's that way.

-Goodbye, Madam Wong.
-MRS. WONG: Bye, Mr. Chan.

FEI-HUNG: That's it. Bye now.

MRS. WONG: Listen,
we got a call from the militia.

They want you to be
their martial arts coach this year.

-Yes, I've already told them I would.
-And so it occurred to me they might--

-FEI-HUNG: He's gone. Gone.
-Huh? (SIGHS)

What did you want to tell me?

It was just an idea.

I thought you might ask the militia
for a long-term contract,

but I can see you're busy now.

So we can talk about it some other time.

Mr. Chan was certainly happy
with his ginseng, Father.

A long-term contract.

Oh, thanks, Fei-hung. What a good idea.

I shall definitely mention it to them.

What? You look worried, Fei-hung.

Dad's gonna miss that dwarf tree.

Oh, don't be silly.
We can plant one again.

-But even worse...
-What?

What if Mr. Chan actually uses
that stuff and becomes mortally ill?

(LAUGHS) He'll just get
a little dizzier than usual.

Hmm. Maybe it won't be fatal.

All right, all right. That's enough.
I'm going home.

-Coming at you.
-Leave it there.

-Ring the bell.
-You don't tell me. I tell you.

Boy, my fire's going out.

Give it a shot of alcohol.

Now, sooner said than done.

Okay. Stand back.

If you wanna ring the bell,
I'm sure ready.

Stop watching the clock.

First, the suits get their coffee.

-(HAMMERING)
-(METAL CLANKING)

-That's it!
-(BELL RINGING)

MAN: Hey, goodbye, see you tomorrow.

-Let's go home.
-MAN: See you tomorrow.

Let's go!

You, boy.

-Send them back to work.
-Huh?

-But it's quitting time now.
-You heard me.

I'm the new foreman here.
Do as I tell you.

Ring the bell.

(BELL TOLLING)

WORKER 1: Hey! Man, what's going on?

WORKER 2: Come on.

-Hey, hey.
-That's not right.

Hey, Ho, what are you
ringing the bell for now?

-It's not funny.
-Yeah!

All right, listen.

We now have a new foreman
and new working rules.

WORKER: What?

-What'd he mean new rules?
-Why don't they hire...

Well, now,

your productivity level is unacceptable.

We're losing money.

There's only one solution.
More hours worked.

What? We won't do it.

(ALL CLAMORING)

Hold on, now. Quiet!

So, you want more work?
If you pay us overtime,

then we'll work overtime, right?

(ALL AGREEING)

Quiet! How can you be so greedy?

Look what we give you.

Free room and board
should more than compensate

for the extra hours we're asking.

So, there'll be no overtime pay,
and that's final.

Free room and board
was the incentive you offered

to get us to come to this hellish place.

But we will not work overtime
unless we're paid for it.

-Am I right?
-(WORKERS SHOUT IN AGREEMENT)

-Let's go home.
-HENRY: Stop!

Listen to me.

You'll not leave here.

You'll return to work.

Do I make myself clear?

If you won't pay me,
I won't do the work.

That goes for everybody.

You don't pay, we leave. Come on!

Stop them!

-Back to work!
-Try to make us!

You'll get back to work
if you know what's good for you.

That's enough!

(SIZZLES)

(SCREAMING)

Get him!

(WORKERS CLAMORING)

(WORKERS SCREAMING)

Everybody, back to work!

Good work, Henry. (CHUCKLES)

You see? He's very persuasive.

They'll do whatever he says. (CHUCKLES)

(MEN SHOUTING)

All right! Now repeat the whole routine.

(YAWNING)

Well, there's no chance of sleep
with all that racket going on.

Is there anyway
we can buy out that property, Smith?

We tried, sir, but apparently
Dr. Wong absolutely refuses to sell.

If Wong doesn't wanna sell

then find some legal way
to throw them out of there!

Yes, sir.

(BICYCLE BELL RINGING)

Hey, Fun, you're working too hard.

You need a husband
to do that dirty work.

Why don't you think it over, huh?
(CHUCKLES)

Huh. A husband?

I don't think so, Tsan.

What I would really like to find

is a man who isn't scared
every time a snake looks up at him.

Would you volunteer for that? (SCOFFS)

Hey, that sounds beautiful.

But I'm serious, Fun,

without a husband you haven't anyone
to protect you from wicked men.

I really mean it.
Learn self-protection with kung fu.

I prefer drunken boxing.

That's no protection. It's pathetic.

A bunch of stumbling around,

flailing the air without rhyme
or reason.

Oh. I think you're jealous.

-What are you staring at? Get to work.
-MAN: Right. Get back to work now.

Look at all the customers
you kept waiting. Get busy.

What would you like? Right.

It's a stupid... Drunken boxing.

FEI-HUNG: Hey, Mr. Tsan.

Huh? What, Fei-hung?

A fillet of swordfish

and a couple of pounds of salmon,
all right? Please?

I'll have some of those, too.

How many fillets?

FUN: Snake gall is an excellent remedy
for problems with the eyes.

Hey, Fun, I have an order
for Dad, okay? (EXCLAIMS)

-Fei-hung? Hi.
-Don't let him get away.

FUN: Oh, don't worry,
he isn't going anywhere.

One pheasant and three orders of gall.

Ah, yes. The gall is fresh.

(CHOPPING)

Ah, terrific.

How much salmon do you want?

Like I said, a couple of pounds.

Fei-hung. Would you be willing
to teach me drunken boxing?

I'm a good student, I pick up fast.

-Sure. Anytime.
-Hey, Wong!

How about I bone it for you?

That'd be just great, fine.

Quit interrupting us.

We're discussing drunken boxing.

I think every woman should learn
to defend herself.

Oh, I couldn't agree with you more, Fun.
Absolutely right.

If you wanna learn self-defense,
you must have a real teacher.

He's right. A professional teacher
is much better.

But you don't teach what I wanna learn.

That's no defense.
Only a fool fights like a drunk.

I really like your drunken boxing.
It's much better than kung fu.

You're crazy.

Listen to me, Fun,
if you really wanna learn boxing,

you need to learn Tsai Li Fu.

Ask my students. Am I right?

-STUDENTS: Right!
-There's no doubt about it.

-You're right, of course.
-What do you say to a challenge, then?

My Tsai Li Fu
against your drunken boxing.

And if you can beat me,

I'll pay for this whole order of salmon
and swordfish you owe me for.

What do you say?

Just a second.
Do I get a free dinner as well?

That's a deal.

We can't fight here,
there's too many people here.

We could really hurt somebody.

Are you kidding?
They'll love watching us.

Attention, everybody!

Listen!

I'm Tsan, the fish monger,
this is Wong Fei-hung.

We're gonna fight
and we want you to witness it.

Are you ready?

Don't forget now, it's only
an exhibition match, so be gentle.

(GRUNTING)

(YELLS)

Drunk boxing.

(KNUCKLES CRACKING)

(CROWD CLAPPING)

(BOTH GRUNTING)

(GROANS)

FUN: That's enough.

The winner is Fei-hung.

Nobody won. It was a draw.

I'm sure that Tsan will agree.

It's not over yet.

Oh, yes, I'm coming! It's my stepmom.

I got to go. Oh, thank you, Fun.

-Thanks. I'll see you tomorrow, okay?
-Hey, Fei-hung, wait. Your fish.

Oh, thank you.
What do I owe you for this?

-My pleasure.
-Oh, I appreciate that.

Everybody, don't just stand around,
the show's over.

-Get back to your shopping.
-MAN: All right, back to your shopping.

MRS. WONG: Come on.

Free food? I bet you were
fighting again, weren't you?

Quiet.

You'll catch hell from your father
if you were.

I'll have to sell my necklace
to buy that ginseng back.

You can't do that.

If Mr. Chan uses that stuff, you and I
are gonna be in real trouble, Fei-hung.

Thanks for covering for me.

Just remember who your friends are.

Hey, Smith,
that's the kid we're looking for.

I'll call the consul.

You keep him in sight
while I get more men.

Here, Dr. Wong must be hurting
if he's selling his wife's jewelry.

-Try to get a cheap price.
-I know what I'm doing.

-Try to bargain again.
-Hey, go ahead.

-Is the drought really so serious?
-Mmm.

It's really tragic.
That province always has bad luck.

If they're not having a drought,
they're having a flood

or an invasion of seven-year locusts.

They're always starving.

They are so poor there.

I hear an entire family
shares a single pair of pants.

Who gets to wear the pants?

Whoever leaves the house to go to work
wears them.

-Ah.
-Hello. Sorry I'm late.

-You're always late.
-MRS. WONG: Master Chiu.

-So good to see you.
-Madam Wong.

Do you think we'd better be going now?

I thought my wife
had an appointment with you.

What's this? Borrowing money?

It's a committee meeting
to discuss our charity fundraising.

You were supposed to remind me.

That's right, the fundraising committee.

Ah, well, you don't want to be late.
Better hurry along now.

-You're right. Goodbye, Mr. Chiu.
-We do have to hurry.

-Goodbye, everyone.
-Goodbye.

Stay out of trouble.

-(MRS. WONG CHUCKLES)
-Don't worry, we will.

Go and get the others.

I think everyone is here now.

Master Wong,
I understand you need some money.

-No, no, the money is not for me.
-That's what your friends are for.

I'm sure I speak for everyone.

-We'll just take up a collection--
-You don't understand.

I'm collecting the money
for the drought victims.

I don't need your charity.

But your wife was--

It's nothing to be ashamed of.
It could happen to any of us.

It's something that could happen
to any of us.

-WOMAN: Oh.
-Just take it away.

I love the desserts here,
but I simply couldn't--

You better not
tell your husbands about this.

I never tell my husband about anything.

These two other ones
who can never be trusted.

They love to talk.

How dare you say such a thing about me?

It's true.

-Chiu doesn't even know I came here.
-I don't gossip.

Come on, somebody must've told him
because he knows.

Everyone knows about it.
You motor mouth.

What about the necklace?
That's what we're here for.

I want to see the necklace.

-Let's see it. Show me.
-Have you seen it?

-There.
-WOMEN: It's incredible.

WOMAN 1: The stones are so brilliant.
Look at the luster.

WOMAN 2: I've never seen
anything so beautiful.

MAN: (IN ENGLISH)
Hello, George. Good to see you.

(WOMEN EXCLAIMING)

Just remember, if it turns out

that I can give the money back
within 60 days,

then you have to
give the necklace back to me.

Yes, yes, I understand.

-Now let me examine it.
-Let me see.

-I want to try it.
-Come on, let me see it.

Here.

HENRY: Did you get it?

No, they didn't have the seal,
it was only a necklace.

Okay, grab that,
and we'll make them trade for it.

Just make damn sure
nobody can identify you.

Okay, you heard him. We're gonna
snatch the necklace. Get ready.

Whatever you do, don't wear it
where anybody might recognize it.

(WOMEN CHATTERING)

FEI-HUNG: Oh, no, you don't.
Come back here!

-What? Who is that?
-He just took my purse.

Oh, that's no way
to get attention. Watch.

Robber! Robber!

Stop that thief! After him!

(GRUNTS)

Don't pick it up. Leave it there.

Hey.

Fei-hung, over there!

(MEN YELPING)

(CROWD CLAPPING)

You better run.

(WOMEN CHEERING)

Oh, you are a hero, Fei-hung.

We're all proud of you.

-How are you? Good to see you.
-Way to go, Fei-hung.

HENRY: Hey.

-Something wrong?
-You bumped me.

Ah, sorry. Forgive me, sir.

Saying sorry is not enough.

What more do you want?

-Fall on your knees and beg, you weasel.
-Huh?

-What? You must be out of your mind.
-MRS. WONG: You gangster.

You were in on this.
I saw the whole thing.

What would I want
to hear from a bitch for?

What? You called me a bitch?
Nobody's called me that in years.

I saw you exchanging knowing glances
with that robber

so don't try to pretend
you're a solid citizen.

And with that kind of a suit,
you need a hat.

-Take that!
-Mother!

Are you all right, Stepmother?

(SPEAKS INCOHERENTLY)

What did you say?
What language are you speaking?

You'll apologize and beg for mercy, too.

Why?
You're the one who's acting uncivil.

-I beg your pardon?
-(SPEAKS INCOHERENTLY)

-You want me to knock his head off?
-(SPEAKS INCOHERENTLY)

Hold on.

What in the world is going on?
What happened?

(ALL GRUNTING)

He's using my bag as a weapon
and the necklace is inside.

It's going to be damaged.
Tell him to stop!

(SHOUTING INCOHERENTLY)

(CROWD EXCLAIMS AND CHEERS)

WOMAN: Oh, wow, he's so strong.
MAN: Who is that guy?

Look at that.

His name is Fei-hung.

WOMAN: He's drunken boxing.

Wow, that drunken fighter's
a real champion.

MAN: All right.

Tell him to give us
an exhibition of drunken boxing.

-Come on.
-All right.

Fei-hung!

-You have a request.
-What?

They want to see your drunken boxing.

-I promised Dad I wouldn't.
-Don't be such a baby.

There's a huge crowd watching.

It's great publicity
for your father's business, kid.

-Well...
-Drunken boxing!

What's the matter with you?
Four of you are getting beaten by one.

(FEI-HUNG GRUNTS)

Go ahead.

-I think he's really drunk.
-Don't be foolish.

-Go on!
-He's faking it.

-He can hardly walk.
-He needs to be a lot drunker.

Fake? He never fakes it.

Girls, right, let's go.

What are we doing now?

Grab all the wine that you can carry.

-All right.
-Hey, that wine isn't free, you know.

-Uh, put it on Dr. Wong's account.
-Oh, good.

Hurry up!
They moved the fight over there.

-Where did everybody go?
-Down there.

-I hear them.
-Let's go.

(MEN GRUNTING)

Ooh! I'm gonna go call the police.

No, don't call anyone. Fei-hung, catch!

No, no! Father won't permit drinking.

Well, I'm giving my permission.

You're gonna lose if you don't
mess up your head a little bit.

Uh, right.

(BOTTLE SHATTERS)

Here's another one! Keep drinking!

(BOTTLES SHATTERING)

-Don't stop there.
-He's gonna get sick, Mrs. Wong.

He can handle drinking, believe me.

(MEN YELLING, GRUNTING)

(HICCUPS)

(FEI-HUNG YELLS)

(HENRY YELLS)

-(FEI-HUNG GROANING)
-Are you gonna be all right?

You know,
I could use a little more wine.

(STAMMERS) Here, it's the last bottle!

Thanks!

Out of my way!

(YELLING)

(SPUTTERING)

Wow. What kind of wine was that?

The label has a skull on it.
I don't know what that is.

Oh. That's good stuff.

(FEI-HUNG YELLS)

Drinking gives me
the strength of the tiger. (GROWLS)

I still have one or two
tricks to show you.

You'll never guess
what I'm gonna do next

'cause I don't know myself.

(TEARS CLOTH)

Tell me when you've had enough.

Get him.

You want some more? Here.

-Get up. The party's just started.
-(SHOUTS)

He's so graceful.

Can I play a request for anyone?

And what a sense of humor.

(FEI-HUNG EXCLAIMING)

You want more?

(EXCLAIMING)

Watch me dance.

(BOTH GRUNTING)

What do you call that?

The sitting attack.

-He invented that?
-It's all the rage.

You wanna go for a little spin?

Final blow!

(GRUNTS)

Come back here.

Fei-hung.

What's wrong? Do you think that he needs
some more wine?

-Well, then buy some more.
-I can afford it.

(GASPS, SOBBING)

Explain.

(SOBBING) They tried to kill Fei-hung!

WOMAN: Right.

Fei-hung.

-(GRUNTING)
-Stop fighting this instant.

Ganging up on me? All right. (SHOUTS)

(EXCLAIMING)

-Ah!
-You've been drinking! Oh!

I'm warning you, Fei-hung.

(CHOKING)

It's your father.

(GRUNTS) Daddy?

(LAUGHING) You are my father.
I'd know you anywhere.

-(LAUGHING)
-What is wrong with him?

-Fei-hung. Such a joke!
-Is he drunk?

How's it going, Father? (LAUGHS)

You struck me.

WOMAN: You should've been here.

MR. CHIU: Come here.
What did you have to do with it?

WOMAN: Fei-hung defeated
all five of those gangsters.

DR. WONG: What was this all about?

Who are those men he was fighting?

They want the necklace
that I was holding for collateral.

-MEN: What?
-No one's supposed to know.

Why were you pawning your necklace?

MRS. WONG: Yeah, I don't wanna
talk about it in front of these people.

You didn't have to make up that story
about drought relief to collect money.

Your friends would've been happy
to help you.

I am not in financial need.

Here, you take charge
of the drought money.

Good heaven.

Stop that!

Oh, boy, it looks like
that young fellow is drunk.

-Madam Wong.
-Hi.

-(BOTTLE SHATTERS)
-Stop it!

Dr. Wong, let us
take care of him for you, please.

Which way did they go?
I'm not through fighting.

-Stop staring!
-(ALL GASP)

-FEI-HUNG: Easy.
-Go home.

-Yes, let's go.
-Yes, dear.

-Yes, yes.
-Everybody is a little tired.

-Goodbye. (CHUCKLES AWKWARDLY)
-I'm leaving.

(FEI-HUNG BABBLING)

Go on. Follow him. Do something right?

Losers.

You didn't beat him.

You ruined my reputation.

The whole town thinks
my relief fund was a fraud.

Because of you two,
everyone thinks that we're destitute,

-on the verge of bankruptcy.
-(GAGS)

Now answer me.
Why were you selling your necklace?

But I'm not selling it.

I was just going to let Chiu's wife
wear it

to make an impression
at a party she's giving.

Don't lie to me, woman.

Chiu's wife asked him for money
to buy that necklace from you.

Did you lose the household money
playing mah-jongg?

Oh, how come you never believe

a single word
that you hear from your wife,

yet you never question
what you hear from another man's wife?

Stepmother, may I have
some more of that wine?

-Just look at you.
-My throat's getting a little dry.

After I told you
never to drink wine again.

You disobeyed me.

And you were using
drunken boxing again, weren't you?

What's more, you struck your own father!

-Your father! You struck your father!
-(GROANING)

-You've disgraced the family name.
-(GROANS)

You should be praising your son
for defending his mother.

That guy tried to murder me.
He almost broke my jaw.

I told Fei-hung to fight like that.

It was forbidden and he knew it was.

He can't use drunken boxing
without my permission.

Mmm. Have a heart. What do you want?

A red-blooded son or some mama's boy?

You have a way of confusing the issue.

-(GRUNTS)
-(GAGS)

You're pathetic.

(GASPS) Oh, no.

-DR. WONG: I don't believe it.
-(GASPS)

Look. Some vandal has destroyed
my favorite dwarf tree.

Shoot. I forgot to throw it away.

-You, Tso.
-(GASPS)

You're responsible for this garden
and for every plant in it.

Oh, no!

Really now, Wong.

He's not responsible for the accident.

I bumped the tree
when I tripped going up the stairs.

And you're right.
I did lose money gambling.

And I sold the necklace to pay my debt,
so you wouldn't find out.

And I was the one
who told Fei-hung to box

and I was also the one
who gave him the wine,

so if you wanna hit anyone, hit me.

Don't think I won't hit you.

If you take the blame,
you'll take the punishment, too.

Huh? If that's what you want,
come ahead, eh?

(SCOFFS) I'm gonna have to beat you now,

for your lack of respect.

(SOBBING)

I haven't even touched you yet.

Big brave man, go ahead, show how strong
you are and how you can beat up women.

You're driving me beyond my limits.

(SHRIEKS)

My baby.

All right, get it over with
if that's how it is!

Go ahead! Beat me!
Never mind about the baby!

Baby?

Are you saying...
Are you saying you're pregnant?

(RETCHING)

-Why didn't you tell me? Come inside.
-(LAUGHING)

Don't touch me.

If you want to murder me, go ahead.
What are you waiting for?

-Beat me, beat me, beat me, beat me.
-No, you mustn't do that.

Please come inside and lie down.

I'm gonna have a little brother.

MRS. WONG: Just go away
and leave me alone!

-DR. WONG: Forgive me, I apologize.
-(LAUGHING)

-You know I'd never beat you.
-You get away from me!

-I was just trying to-- Easy.
-I don't want to have your darn baby.

-What are you doing?
-(SHOUTS)

-Have you gonna out of your mind?
-You let go of me this very instant.

Oh, try to settle down, please.

I'm out of control. I can't stop.

-All right, now, just take it easy.
-Okay. I think I'm all right now.

-Wait. What are you doing?
-Oh, no. I'm out of control again.

-(EXCLAIMING)
-Don't do that.

This is all my fault.
I'll never forgive myself.

Get madam a chair. Quickly.

-Please sit down.
-(CRYING)

Tso's bringing you a chair.
Come along now.

(YELPING)

-I'm sorry. Are you all right?
-(COUGHING)

How could you do such a thing?

Oh, now, Ling, it was just an accident.

-Now, let me help you up. Here we go.
-What? (GROANING)

Here we go now.

Oh, don't lie, Wong,
I know you deliberately tripped me.

You know that isn't true, Ling. I...

(GRUNTING)

-Yeah, I'm all right.
-Oh, thank heaven.

DR. WONG: Are you comfortable now?

-Uh... Dr. Wong?
-Can I... Hmm?

It's Madam Chan,
she says it's very urgent.

-You just relax now.
-(TSO GASPS SOFTLY)

Congratulations, Father,
I'm really proud of you.

Thank you.

-And how can I assist you, Madam Chan?
-Dr. Wong, forgive me.

Here. Examine this, please?

You brought this for Mr. Chan
on your recent trip.

It isn't ginseng, Dr. Wong.
It's a poisonous root.

But who ever sold you this
endangered your reputation.

It's fortunate he only took half of it,
so he's only half dead.

You owe me, and you're going to have
to take the blame for this, all right?

Well?

Mmm.

I'll give you an antidote.

-Boy, go get the ground Lingtzu.
-Yes? Uh-huh.

I can assure you this will make him
well again in no time at all.

Oh, wonderful. And believe me,

-nobody is blaming you for this.
-Yes. Thank you.

-I hope you forgive the intrusion.
-Thanks. Please forgive me.

Good day, Madam.

Come here, Tso.

(GRUNTS)

-Who's responsible for this?
-It was Fei-hung.

(SOBBING)

It's not my fault.

You could've killed my patient.

What goes on in your head? Huh?

You've compromised the reputation
of our clinic.

That was from
your favorite plant, Father.

And it appeared to be
ginseng to me. (HICCUPS)

I should kill you!

Uh, no, Wong, wait, don't!

Oh, God!

You don't understand.

The robber took the real ginseng
from the train.

(GASPS) Oh, no, me and my big mouth.

He was trying to save
his father from tax.

He hid it in an Englishman's suitcase.
Was that so wrong?

To avoid paying tax? My tax?

I don't avoid taxes. Do you hear?
I always pay them.

I would gladly starve
before I would be so dishonest.

Don't defend him,
he's a liar and a cheat!

So you want more wine?

I'm gonna give you all you want.

Here.

You might as well drink it all.

-Come on. Have some.
-FEI-HUNG: That's a lot of wine.

DR. WONG: Come on, drink.

Since you love it so much,
you can drink the whole jug.

-Come on, drink.
-(COUGHING)

(YELLING)

You are no better than an animal,
are you?

You are no longer my son!

I disown you!

I'm no longer your father!

Get out!

You are no longer welcome
to live in my house.

Get out!

Wong, you've got to stop now!

He's your son.
Don't, before you kill him.

Out! Get out!

Stop before it's too late.

Fei-hung! Fei-hung!

(GRUNTING)

Get out!

Dr. Wong, remember
that you're his father.

(GRUNTING) I'm not his father.

I have no son.

-Get out of here!
-(GROANS)

It was an accident.

Tell your father you're sorry.
Apologize.

Get out!

Get out!

-Fei-hung.
-(EXHALES)

Quick, Tso, go with him.
He can't wander the streets alone.

DR. WONG: Come back here.

Where do you think you're going?

He went that way.

Oh, all right.

(GROANING)

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

MAN 1: Evening.
MAN 2: And here's the egg roll.

-Hope you enjoy it.
-WOMAN: Keep the change.

A glass of white wine, please?

-Yes, sir, white wine. Coming right up.
-MAN: Sorry I'm late.

Try to be more understanding.

Keep in mind how hard your father worked
for many years

-to establish his business reputation.
-(BURPS)

(DRUNKENLY) I didn't ask
for your opinion,

and you just keep the wine flowing,
all right?

No, you've had enough already.
Finish that and go home.

Waitress, over here.

I want to request a song.

Yes, sir, what would you like?

It's called, "I Hate Daddy."
And I'll sing it myself.

(GAGS) Do you know, "I Hate You, Daddy"?

Oh, yes.

(INSTRUMENT PLAYING)

(SINGING) I hate my Daddy
I do

(CHUCKLES)

He treats me like a dirty dog
And I'm gonna get him back for it

I have no home

He threw me out

Because I punched him in his stomach

But I didn't really mean to

That's why I hate Daddy now

And he hates me as well now

Why is my life so sad now

Is it 'cause I'm Mr. Nice Guy

Oh, hear me well

Ginseng has broken up my happy home

Dad threw me out of the house today

He's the one, all right, over there.

-And you're afraid of him?
-Who said so?

I meant that he's really tough. Fierce.

(SCOFFING) Really?

I'll see for myself.

I hate my father and Father hates me now

Take a break.

You're disturbing the peace.

Lily, call the police.

Don't interfere
if you don't want to get hurt.

-Don't say a thing.
-JOHN: Everybody out.

You too, old man, out.

Hey, you. You, dumbey, get out of here.

-Go on, get out of here.
-You, too.

(SIGHS) What happened to the music?

-MAN: Look out. Watch out.
-(ALL GASP)

(FEI-HUNG CHUCKLES)

Well, let's see some drunken boxing.

Oh, I can't.

My father won't allow me to.

He's just faking.

What's wrong with him?

He was incredible this afternoon.

It's Fei-hung.

-What's going on? Why--
-Hold it right here.

I'd stay out of this if I were you.

(ALL GRUNTING)

Get him out of here. Keep him away.

Henry, this is
some kind of joke or what?

No. No, he was great this afternoon.

Ask anyone who fought him.
Ask any of them.

Hi, what are you kicking me for, huh?

Are you scared?

-Fight back!
-Uh... (CHUCKLES)

This garbage beat seven of you?

What are you waiting for it? Go ahead.

Wait! Witness this.

We'll make an example of him.
Bring him along.

-(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
-"The King of Drunken Boxing."

It's Fei-hung, right?

He's up there, Dr. Wong.
Can you see him?

Is he alive?

Look at that. How embarrassing.

Go on.

It's not your fault.

I should've been there with you.

If only I'd been there, I might have
persuaded you to stop drinking.

You're crying over spilt milk.

What's done is done.

(SIGHS)

Are you listening?

Nothing is as bad as you think it is.

It's not the end of the world, Fei-hung.

For one thing, every female in the city
wants to marry you.

You can have your choice.

Come on now.

Get dressed. Come on.

(SNIFFLES) Where's father?

Waiting for you.

I have a good reason
to forbid drunken boxing.

-Those who practice it--
-MRS. WONG: There.

-Thank you.
-Frequently wind up as alcoholics.

Not if you maintain self-discipline.

In theory, the alcohol
makes you feel more powerful

and prevents you from feeling pain.

This is purely psychological, however.

And if you drink
just a few ounces too much,

you lose your judgment

and allow yourself to become
falling-down drunk.

This can get you into trouble
whether you're fighting or not.

You say and do disgraceful things
that bring shame upon your head.

It just isn't worth the risk.

Using alcohol to assist you
in fighting wickedness

seems like a worthy purpose,

however, we have to remember
water is good for us,

but we can drown in it as well.

And water can make you drunk as well.

Were you aware of that?

-Really?
-Scotch and water can make you drunk.

-Bourbon and water can make you drunk.
-(CHUCKLES)

If you water down your gin
it can make you drunk.

It's a very treacherous substance.

(SIGHS)

I will never drink again.

Why, Fei-hung,

you're getting your knees all dirty,
silly boy. Get up now.

Your friends are all here to see you.

Go on, dear. That's the way.

-It--
-Ah. Shh.

-How's my boy?
-Don't wake the baby.

-He's napping.
-Oh, sorry.

(PEOPLE CHATTERING)

We'll see you at 8:00 a.m.

I must see Fei-hung.

-What about?
-It's confidential.

Well, I'm his mother. Trust me.

It's about a package.

You know...

I think those gangsters sent you.

A pleasure to meet you.
You've got quite a kick.

-Did you--
-Get out of here!

(GROANS)

Hmm?

Enough fighting.

Hey! No one hits my mother

-and gets away with it.
-He kicked my baby bump.

(SOBBING)
He kicked my baby bump.

Help, Father, help!

-Fei-hung!
-What?

-Are you wounded? Is anything broken?
-(GROANING)

-I'm just letting father be a hero.
-TSAN: Fei-hung.

Do you know who that is?

No, no.

-Stop it.
-Don't move. Stay where you are.

-Don't move a muscle.
-Yeah!

It's you I'm talking about.

-He means you.
-Huh?

(GROANING)

-Easy.
-I'm Wong Kei-ying.

Will you forgive us?

You're very famous.
Meeting you is an honor.

I'm Wen-chi. Fu Wen-chi.

Fu Wen-chi?

The most highly decorated
military officer of our time.

-An honor.
-Wong Kei-ying.

-Welcome.
-Thank you.

Madam Wong.

Huh. Apparently,
he's some kind of military hero.

Military decorations don't impress me.

Anyone can win one. It's political.

-Ah.
-Medals and ribbons make them feel big.

What?

Look everywhere.
We have no idea where it might be.

-Search every drawer.
-Yes, ma'am.

MRS. WONG: You have no idea
where you might have put it?

No.

Where could it be?

I don't believe it.

-How could it be lost?
-Tso might know.

(GASPS)

-Huh? What's going on?
-(SIGHS)

So much cooler in the window.

She has a wonderful sense of humor.

That green stone I brought home with me.

-This one, you mean?
-Is it the one the robber had?

Yes, yes, this is it.

-Tso, you're a lifesaver.
-What do you mean?

Hey, I found the seal. I found it, Mom!

Fei-hung, no need to tell me
what's going on.

MASTER FU: The great jade seal
is an ancient symbol of power.

It is a priceless piece
of Chinese history

and it does not belong
in an English museum.

Why is it priceless?

In Chinese history,
we've had a dozen or more emperors.

-Why is this one so important?
-Because we have to stand up to them,

to gain their respect.

Today, they take a seal,

no big deal.

Tomorrow, they take another one,

and the next thing you know,
the Great Wall is gone.

We have to stop it.

'Cause if we don't,

our grandchildren
will have to go to England

to study Chinese history.

And where would it end?

The English are predators, you see.

And if we want to avoid
being devoured by them,

we have to show
that we are overwhelmingly strong

so that they will know better
than to bully us.

Thank you, sir, for sharing your wisdom.

You're most welcome, Fei-hung.

It's awfully quiet all of a sudden.

Where is everyone?

Huh? Why would they all leave at once?

Maybe something is going on outside.

The whole street's deserted.

-(MEN YELLING)
-(GASPS)

MAN: All right, let's go get him!
Come on! Go!

(MEN SHOUTING)

-There's no way out.
-We'll make a way.

Let's go!

-Attack!
-(MEN SHOUTING)

-(ALL GRUNTING)
-(GASPS)

(MASTER FU SHOUTING)

That way, Fu!

(MEN GROANING)

-Sounds good.
-Yeah.

Fred's boys know what they're doing.

How many are there?

I did just as you ordered.
I called the entire gang in.

Whatever it costs it's worth it.

(MEN SHOUTING)

(MEN GRUNTING)

(MEN GROANING)

-Here. Fei-hung.
-What?

(ALL GRUNTING)

(ALL SHOUTING)

(GRUNTING)

(SHOUTS)

(GROANS)

(GASPS)

(SHOUTING CONTINUES)

-The window! Watch out!
-Huh?

(MAN GROANING)

Here.

(YELLING)

-Your shirt. Take it off.
-Huh?

-Your shirt.
-Right.

-Catch.
-All right.

(MEN GRUNTING)

(MEN YELLING)

MAN: Get them!

FEI-HUNG: This way.

MEN: They're over here.

(MEN SCREAMING)

(GRUNTS)

(MEN SCREAMING AND GROANING)

What was all that shouting about?

-Hey, what are you doing here?
-None of your business.

-Get out of here. Move it.
-Go on.

-Fu Wen-chi.
-Fu Wen-chi.

Come back here.

(ALL GROANING)

-(GRUNTS)
-(GROANS)

(OBJECTS CLATTERING)

-(GUNSHOTS)
-(YELLS)

-Stop! Stop!
-Wait a minute...

Fu Wen-chi!

-Hold it. Down there.
-Master Fu.

-(IN ENGLISH) I got it. Let's go.
-TSAN: Leave him alone!

-Master Fu.
-Oh, no.

-Give me your hand.
-Lift him up.

FUN: Easy now.

-We have to try to stop the bleeding.
-FUN: You're gonna be all right.

-Master!
-Hold on.

-You'll make it. You can make it.
-Who did it?

Master Fu.

(WEAKLY) They have the royal seal.

-I got it. We're gonna get it back.
-I won't let him get away with it.

They won. There were too many.

-I couldn't--
-Don't try to talk.

We'll take you to my father.
He can save you.

-You're gonna be all right. You hear me?
-Hold on! Hold on, sir.

-(EXHALES)
-FUN: No, don't die.

-Master Fu.
-He's quit breathing.

(FUN SOBBING)

They'll pay for this.

You bet!

-(IN ENGLISH) Light?
-Hmm.

Here, carry this for me, would you?

Hmm? (GROANS)

Why did you drop those books?

(GASPS)

-Huh? What are you doing here?
-Wong?

Get out of here.
You wanna get us both killed?

What's the matter
with you anyway, Tsan?

-Tell me what your plan is.
-I'm improvising.

Have you found the seal yet?

-I just got here. Let's go.
-Wait.

FEI-HUNG: It's pitch dark in here.
I can't see a thing.

We should have brought a light.

-TSAN: I did.
-Well, light it.

Whoa. Not so quick.

(MEN LAUGHING)

MAN: (IN ENGLISH)
Glad you could join us. (LAUGHS)

MAN: Oh, yeah, that's the way.

(MEN CLAPPING)

Welcome, welcome.

(CAMERA CLICKS)

Were you looking for this?

Do you really think
you can get away with it?

Well, I have photographic evidence here.

Within these walls,
your punishment is up to me.

You are subject to our laws, gentlemen.

You can go straight to hell!

(MEN CHEERING)

Very nice.

Well, gentlemen, I trust I have made my
wishes on this subject perfectly clear?

-ALL: Yes.
-Perfectly.

Well, now, Wong may change his mind
about selling us that land.

Tell him we've arrested his son
for breaking and entering.

Yes, sir.

He'll negotiate with us now
and then I shall name the price.

We'll get it very cheap.

Or else poor Fei-hung will suffer.

You must make it clear to him that
I'm not resorting to extortion

or try to blackmail the gentleman,
you know?

I'll do him a favor
if he'll do one for me.

(SLAMS FIST)

He's lucky he wasn't killed.

The consulate
is officially English territory

and any intruder can be shot
without warning.

(SCOFFS) They're not gonna
get away with this.

-Why, I'll tell--
-Sit down.

We have to face it.
Legally, our son is a criminal.

Fei-hung isn't a criminal, Dr. Wong,
he was just trying to be a hero.

BOTH: This is all your fault.

BOTH: You're the one who spoiled him.

You're not a proper mother.

You disowned him.

You can agree on one thing,

we have to help Fei-hung.

-Well--
-We can't.

I'm helpless.

I have no choice. I'd have to
allow them to steal my property.

I worked hard for years to deserve this?

Fei-hung's a hero and I'm ruined.

I will not help him.

Oh. You won't? I'll bet his mother will.

Let's find out.

Sister,

your son's in trouble,

but he is alone.

There is no one who can help him,
not even our husband.

-JOHN: Release them.
-(IN ENGLISH) Okay, release them.

What happened?

Hurry, your mother's waiting.

Kids.

Master Wong.

Come along.

Stepmother.

Did they hurt you?

Nothing I couldn't handle.

-Madam Wong.
-Master, are you all right?

Some bruises, but I'm all right.

-Where are we gonna practice now, sir?
-What do you mean?

Well, Master Wong has
sold the building and the property.

He what?

Has Father gone mad?

Listen, he sacrificed everything

in order to get the two of you
out of there!

They were gonna murder both of you.

Fei-hung, I'm always defending you,

but I won't do it anymore.

Your obsession with kung fu
has destroyed your father.

I wish they had killed me, Stepmother.

Don't burden your heart with regrets.
It isn't good for you.

The past is gone, work on the future.

Because that's where all of us
are going to live.

I think we've all learned a lesson.

We'll be wiser in the future.

When's our next shipment to Hong Kong?

-In a week.
-Hmm.

-And everything's ready?
-Completed and loaded?

Uh-huh. All right. Then we can close
the factory for the time being.

Lay everybody off.

They'll all be begging, "Hire us again."

-Pick it up.
-MEN: Yes, sir.

(METAL CLATTERING)

They've been getting away with this
for too long!

It's time for all of us to come together

-to do something about it!
-(BICYCLE BELLS RINGING)

And now they lay everybody off without
even giving us some severance pay.

How are we suppose to feed
our wives and families?

Will somebody tell me that if you can?

Tsan, what's going on over there?

They're firing all the steel workers.

And guess what,

the same guy who bought your father out
is the one who's doing it.

Yeah.

MAN: We're gonna do something
about this!

I can't join you. I promised Father.

I don't get it.

After what they've done to you,
I wanna be treated like a human being.

Yeah. Now they're closing down the mill
and we're out of work.

They're up to something.

Yeah. That's pretty strange, all right.

I think they wanted us out of the way

so we wouldn't see
what they're doing in there.

What are they really shipping?

I think we know, don't we, Fei-hung?

Maybe. Let's find out
what they're shipping.

-Go to the mill tonight.
-All right.

-Find out what they've been packing.
-Mmm.

-Let's go.
-Let's do it.

What's this? It looks valuable.

Now we have proof that
they're up to no good.

-I'll tell Fei-hung.
-Hurry, Fo Sang.

-(GRUNTS)
-Hi, there. (CHUCKLES)

Oh, hello.

En garde! (GRUNTS)

(METAL CLANGING)

(YELLING)

Get out of here, Fo Sang!

-Go!
-All right!

(METAL CLATTERING)

Come on, Fo Sang,
you gotta get outta here!

This way!

Get out of here.
We'll take care of them. Go on.

(IN ENGLISH) Get them!

Bring Fei-hung here.

-Go tell Master Wong!
-You be quiet.

(YELLS)

We're leaving now, Madam Wong.

(SOFTLY) Just stay quiet.

(CHUCKLES)

You're performing
a wonderful humanitarian service.

Now you be sure to
take good care of our baby.

Ah, yes.

Fei-hung?

-Ah. Leaving?
-Don't stop working, go right ahead.

Don't forget the inventory.

I'll get it all done.

I'll return on Wednesday.

Assisting the drought victims,
I'm so proud to be your wife.

Do nothing strenuous
and get lots of rest.

-Oh, yes, I will.
-Good.

Bye. Behave.

MRS. WONG: I was thinking about names
for the baby.

-DR. WONG: Already?
-I was thinking about

Pei if it's a girl
and Tai if it's a boy.

-Mmm-hmm.
-How would you feel about that?

Well, they're both nice names,

but we still have plenty of time
to think about it.

Well, what if it's premature?

We'll make a decision
as soon as I get back.

-All right? Good.
-All right.

-Fei-hung?
-Yes, sir.

-Take care of your mother.
-Ah, yes.

-I will.
-Don't forget--

-MAN: We have to go now.
-Yes.

-Don't worry about me.
-Remember to get lots of rest, dear.

-Everything's gonna be all right.
-On my way!

I'll watch Fei-hung closely
and keep him out of trouble, okay?

Fo, they're gone, you can come out now.

How are we gonna stop that shipment?

I bet it goes out tonight.

-Probably.
-Yeah, and what about Hing?

He got into this 'cause of us.

There's no telling what
those goons might do to him.

Well, what do I do, Mom?

-Let's go.
-Hey, wait!

Where do you think you're going?

-We're joining the battle!
-What?

How can you go with us,
Madam Wong, you're pregnant?

Hey, he's no coward,
he's a brave little baby.

No. You mustn't.

What about Dr. Wong?

He'd kill us all if he found out.

Yes, you're right.

You have to go without me.

I'll get all my students
and you get the workers.

Right. We'll meet you at the mill.

Don't forget Fun.

We better get going, right?

Will you be all right, Madam?

-I'll be fine.
-Good.

What are you gonna tell Dad...

-If I'm killed?
-Don't you dare get killed!

If you do, I'll never speak to you again
as long as you live.

Okay, I promise.

-(GASPS) Wait, Fei-hung, wait!
-What?

Never let them see you sweat, son.

Thanks, I'll return it.

ALL: (CHANTING) We demand justice!

We demand justice!

We demand justice!

-We demand justice!
-Everyone, follow me!

(YELLING)

You'd better retreat, now!

We want those antiques!

They belong to China!

-They belong to us!
-Surrender it.

If you don't, none of you will get out!

And we won't show any mercy.

-Really? Here!
-(GRUNTS)

What?

Charge!

-(SNAKES HISSING)
-(SOLDIERS YELPING)

-Don't move!
-FEI-HUNG: Don't shoot them.

(ALL YELLING)

Fei-hung, you have to rescue
Hing before they kill him.

He's inside. (GROANS)

(CHAINS RATTLING)

(IN ENGLISH) Come on!

-(YELLING)
-Wait!

(YELPING)

Come on!

(ALL GRUNTING)

(YELLING)

(BOTH GRUNTING)

Here's water.

You!

(YELLS)

Wait.

-Hing needs you.
-(GRUNTS)

-Let's go.
-Let's go.

You wait here.

What's up?

Fei-hung's here,
he's coming right behind me.

-You men take care of him.
-MAN: Okay, let's go.

(CHUCKLES)

Wait.

You're helping our enemy.

Robbing your country of its symbols.

They belong to us.

It's yours?

Why don't I see your name on it?

The English love this stuff.
They pay well for it.

Where's your patriotism?

(SCOFFS) You can't get rich
being a patriot.

I wanna be rich.

If working for the English
makes us unpatriotic,

-that's too bad.
-I won't let you do this.

Really? You're being a fool.

One man can't stop us.

Don't waste time.

-Just get it over with.
-Do it.

Did you hear me?

Sorry.

-(METAL CLATTERS)
-(SCOFFS)

All right! Finish him off.

(JOHN LAUGHING)

-Catch!
-(GASPS)

(PANTING)

(MAN SCREAMING)

(GRUNTS)

(MEN GRUNTING)

(GRUNTS)

(GRUNTS)

(YELLS)

(BONES CRACKING)

One moment please.

Now, we're even.

(PANTING)

Ready.

(BOTH GRUNTING AND YELLING)

(EXHALES)

You're not drunk.

(GRUNTING)

(SHOUTS)

(BOTH GRUNTING)

(SCREAMS)

(GROANING)

(STRAINING)

Now it's over.

(YELLING)

(BOTH STRAINING)

Get me another rod!

"Water is good for us,
but we can also drown in it."

Huh. You'll need more than water.

Here.

All right, Wong, this is it!

(SCREAMING) No!

(GROANS)

(YELLING)

(BOTH GRUNTING)

(GROANS)

(GASPS)

(LAUGHING)

(GULPING)

(EXHALES)

(CHOKING)

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

(VOMITS)

(COUGHING)

(HICCUPS)

Are you ready to rumble? (GRUNTS)

Count on it.

(FEI-HUNG GROWLING)

(SCREAMING)

(GROWLS)

(SCREAMING)

(SCREAMING)

(GROANING)

-(STOMACH RUMBLING)
-(GULPS)

Huh?

(FIRECRACKERS BURSTING)

(FIRECRACKERS EXPLODE)

Master Wong, thanks to
your son's bravery,

the national treasure has been
preserved. You are a great dad.

-You are welcome.
-Sir, don't you know?

Fei-Hung's awesome drunken boxing

-is taught by my husband
-Really?

You must be even better at that!

-I only know a little.
-No wonder they say

apples don't fall far from tree.

-Where is your son?
-Sir, in order to maximize

the power of drunken boxing,
Fei-Hung drank industrial alcohol.

Now both his eyes have some problem.

No big deal, he is just foaming
at the mouth and can't see at all.

He is so active. It must be hard
not being able to see.

Don't worry. It's just temporary.

-Time to take the photo.
-Let's take one.

-Let's go in to see him.
-Sure.

Uncle Ho, hang that up.

He is there.

(DRUMS BEATING)

(CLANKING)

-What is he doing?
-Practicing blind boxing.

Master, that doctor is not reliable.

Now he not only has eye problem
but also brain problem!

(BABBLING)

(ALL GASPING)

(INAUDIBLE)

English - SDH