Original subtitles

I can do this. Can you?

Anything you can do, I can do better.

Well, do you think they can do it?

Hey!

Hey!

You bunch of lazy bums! Making me pick up the eggs myself.

One, five, ten, fifteen.

Oh, no!

Don't go over there! You're trespassing!

Consider yourself lucky that I'm not hungry!

- Tong. - Uncle!

It's late, why haven't you gone to bed? Leave it until tomorrow.

No! I'm busy tomorrow.

Uncle!

Are you okay?

Did you hurt yourself?

I'm a useless cripple!

If not for me, you wouldn't have to work so hard.

I don't mind, I'm young. I can handle it.

Get up.

Come on.

Be quick... It's ready!

Move!

Out of my way. Move!

Master.

That kid stretching over there... Who is he?

That is the cripple Lee's nephew, young Tong.

This time I must win. And it will be a glorious victory!

Don't worry, that can be arranged.

No way!

What's happened?

Yo Ll“- e Crazy‘

It's done. You'll win for sure.

Ladies and gentlemen!

Today is our saint's birthday.

So we stage a special game to celebrate.

The rules are...

Participants can't use anything that might be an offensive weapon.

They must climb up here with their hands tied.

Then across the bridge they'll go.

They are not allowed to use their hands.

They have to get the pearl with their feet.

Prizes are a delicious roast pig and a red envelope filled with money.

When the gong sounds, the contest will begin.

On your marks, everybody!

Ready?

Not yet!

I'm also a participant.

Tie your hands!

- Ready... - Wait!

Glasses count as an offensive weapon.

You damn fatso!

Don't worry! I'm supporting you.

Go on!

You again!

- What's the matter? - He...

I've made it!

Kid, didn't you get enough money? I'll pay you more...

I'd be stupid to listen to your bullshit!

Great!

Tang's good!

Oh, my! I've got it!

Master Sam! Are you alright?

Hey!

Master Sam! Are you alright?

He's been murdered! Quickly, grab him!

Grab him!

You should go now. Take this money in case you need it.

There's an address inside. Go to him, he'll take care of you.

I won't g0!

You're not leaving? The Fa family won't spare you.

- What is it? - I'm looking for your nephew!

- He hasn't come home. - He hasn't?

Look around!

He must be around here. Unless he can fly.

Cripple Lee...

Our young master is the only son born in the past three generations.

He has taken quite a blow!

- He's not here. - Not here.

No?

We'll wait for him then!

- Guard the doors, Big Kwong! - Yes!

HORRIBLE

FORCED TO MOVE BY OWNER. HORRIBLE.

HORRIBLE. BITTER AS GOLDEN LEAF CHRYSANTHEMUM.

WORSE THAN LEUNG TIN LOR.

Big brother!

You should all know what this meeting is about.

To protect our territory, we must have a rematch with those Indians and beat them!

- If we lose... - We'll lose our livelihood.

- No more shoes to shine. - No more cars to wash!

Big brother will be replaced.

It was all your fault! Ran a few steps and ran out of breath!

Just like a soft-legged crab!

Big brother...

What's so funny?

And then you... How could you miss an open goal?

If you lot were fit like me...

We wouldn't have lost that last game!

You can't just stand still. You must keep moving on the field.

Send more crosses over!

What's the use of standing still like an imbecile?

Hey!

Kick the ball to me!

You! Try the sliding tackle!

A goalie must not be afraid of injury!

Terrific!

Blood!

Damn foot, getting me in trouble again!

Don't let him go!

Stop him!

Don't run!

Don't run!

Split up.

Rice wine!

Rice wine... Let's drink some glorious rice wine...

Welcome, Football King! Welcome, Football King!

Welcome! Welcome!

It's the Football King!

Stop pushing! Stop push|ng!

Brother, who is he? Such a big-shot...

Don't you know he's the Football King? How ignorant you are.

Your attention please, ladies and gentlemen.

We are very honoured today...

to be in the presence of our maestro, the Football King,

to officiate the grand opening of this stadium.

Let us welcome the Football King.

Wow! He's clone so well with football!

Uncle, please buy a lottery ticket. There's a good chance of winning.

Based on your looks, you'll win for sure. This is the only ticket left.

My two legs developed into this third leg here.

Luck is never on my side.

Alright, I'll give it another try.

After selling this ticket, I'm finished for the clay.

Thank you.

- Buddy, give me one of those. - Okay.

Sir, please buy a lottery ticket. There's a good chance of winning.

- This is the last... - Last ticket, right?

You just sold the last ticket... Now there's another last one.

So dishonest.

Don't buy any then! So much talking!

Take me for a fool?

Here comes a fool.

I'm no fool!

Mister... Mister!

I'm not buying!

I didn't mean that...

"Cannon" Sun. 26 Tse Wong Terrace.

That's my old address.

Are you blind?

Pickpocket!

Where?

- You slashed my wallet! - Go to hell!

Have some eggs!

Give me back my money!

- I'll make you do it! - No!

What's the matter?

Stop!

What's going on? You're disturbing the peace!

Not me! He slashed my wallet. Give me my money!

Stealing money? Do you know who I am?

- Who are you? - A cop!

You're finished. I've been watching you.

Come with me to the police station!

Hey!

- What about my money? - It'll be used as an exhibit in court.

They're from the same gang!

Give me back my money!

What happened?

Who threw it?

Sorry.

Here you are.

- Hurt yourself? - Making a fool of me?

- The police are here! - Run!

Run! Come!

Stop!

- Run for it! - Where are we going?

To my home!

I just met you, and you're already taking me to your place?

Such a dirty mind! You've got my lottery tickets stuck all over you.

Ancl this! I suppose this is yours as well!

Yes!

- "Cannon" Sun? - That's right.

He's my clad.

What a coincidence.

Where is he?

- He's gone... - Gone to Nanyang?

He's been gone for two years already.

My mother went before my father.

They're both dead.

I apologise for bringing up your sad past.

It's okay. Time is a healer.

Kid, move over! Don't block the way.

Why is he here?

Die!

So, it's you?

Big brother, you guys...

He's your big brother?

Sorry, I didn't mean it.

It doesn't matter!

Why did you run away earlier?

- I want you to join our football team. - Football?!

I don't know how to play football.

You're too humble.

You've got a powerful shot. We'll be invincible if you join us.

I...

I know a good player when I see one.

Heads.

We can't afford to lose. You two play forward.

What about me?

- Play up front, of course! - Up front?

You mean I'm a forward, then.

Stop him!

Tong!

Go!

Kick it!

Tong!

Go for it!

Why can't you stay on your feet?

I told you, I can't play!

Mine!

Tackle him!

Look!

A goal!

Are you kidding?! This is unbelievable!

Tong, well clone!

You can't play football, eh?

Are you stupid or cock-eyed? Eat shit!

Tackle him! Don't let him score!

Let me stop him. You go... go!

- What are you doing? - Nothing.

Go to hell!

Tong!

Don't just stand around like a penguin!

But you wanted me to be a forward...

Him again!

Go to hell!

Goal! Goal!

Foul!

- This goal is disallowed! - What?!

You're just biased!

Kicking me?! Beat them up!

Die!

Die!

- Are you alright? - I'm fine!

We're in big trouble now.

Maybe don't be so quick to start fighting next time.

Beat them up!

Run!

Can you make it?

I can't!

WILL SURELY RECOVER

A real foot brawl!

Give it to me!

Where are your buddies?

Who cares!

In good times they're by my side. In bad times they're the first to run.

But you're the best, so I'll share this with you — but me first!

Big brother, why hang around with those bums all clay?

Find yourself a real job.

Just ignore her.

No, I want to find a job.

Since you like football, why not try your luck with a football club.

You're right!

Count me out! The first time I played you chased me out of town.

The second time I was beaten up.

- The third time... - Third time?

I may even lose my life.

But this time it'll be different. If we sign on with a club...

we'll have a chance to become famous.

Then“.

Then what?

Then we'll be rich!

We will be so cool. Living in high-rise buildings.

Have a large breed of dog, eat steak and drive imported cars.

We'll have no more worries!

How can we become football kings?

Ask him!

LUNG WAH SPORTS CLUB PLAYER RECRUITMENT

Great!

Excellent, six out of ten!

Not bad, not bad. Just like Pele.

Thank you!

Thumbs down?

But you don't have Pele's footwork. You've failed to make it.

Making a fool out of me?!

Outrageous...

Hey, did you make it?

You can tell from my face that I've failed.

- Let's go. - Next up, Lee Tong!

I'm not going.

Lee Tong!

He's calling you!

If you couldn't make it...

We're already here, go try your luck.

- Go on! - No...

- Are you Lee Tong? - Yes.

Perform the same routine.

Wait!

Have I seen him somewhere before?

Do you recognise me?

So, he's a friend.

He's the best player around. Very famous in these parts.

He makes all decisions for the club.

I'm lowering myself if I beat him up like this.

This is his football club.

Thumbs up?

Just by one look, I can tell you're a natural born player.

That means you're in!

I bet he's pulled some strings!

- What the hell?! - Are you kidding?

Good.

Regarding our past...?

Forget the past. Think about the future.

What happens in the future?

You'll become a member of the Lung Wah Club.

He's here! The Football King is here!

Brother Tong.

Let's welcome the Football King, Mr Lee Tong.

Is he really a natural born player?

I wasn't too bad.

Maybe that's fate.

Tong, now's your chance. You really have to go for it.

You'll make it if you work hard.

Don't let me down.

Let's begin today's training with...

You guys...

Boss.

I'm taking over today's class.

You're in luck today.

Being taught by the boss for one clay,

is better than me teaching you for a year.

In order to preserve the reputation of our club,

I'll teach you in a strict way.

It's based on my experience and it's the same way I was taught.

Simply put, it means you have to endure hardship!

_ Lee Ton _ Yes! s!

I'll show you how to play.

Let me tell you... The boss likes good newbie players.

Come and tackle me.

What was that?

When tackling, don't close in on the other player.

It'll put you in a disadvantaged position.

That's correct, that's the way to learn — remember it!

Got it.

Now, let's reverse our roles. I'll tackle you.

That kick is what we call a "foul." It's not allowed.

In that situation, you must find a way to defend yourself.

Stand up!

The referee won't notice such a small foul.

So use it!

These are deliberate ways to hurt people.

It's definitely forbidden.

So don't use them.

Boss, what position is best for him?

He sure can take a beating. Young and well grounded...

He can be on the ground staff then?

You're catching on quick.

It's only the first clay, and you're in such pain...

Maybe just give it up.

I disagree.

How can success be achieved without hardship?

Right, Tong?

You must have hurt yourself doing acrobatics before.

Look, this isn't too bad.

It's nothing. He can take it.

I'm sorry, Tong.

Fung, come here.

Fung, let's go and watch Tong train someday.

Tong needs to practise tomorrow. Let's leave so he can rest.

Football King...

You'd better watch out. One day I'll be better than you!

Uncle, I've found a job.

The boss is nice.

I'll put my mind to the job. I won't disappoint you.

I hope you like the walking stick I've sent.

Stand closer!

Don't spread out so much.

Don't be afraid of the ball.

That's right!

Tong! Give me the ball!

Yes!

Have you forgotten?

The boss said you're not qualified to use your feet yet.

- Use your hands! - Ball boy! Throw it to me!

- Ball boy, pass me the ball! - Yes!

‘ Ball b0 _ Yes”!

‘ Ball b0 _ Yes”!

Great!

- Boss... - Let's call it a clay.

Right, dismissed.

Give me those. Pack up the stuff.

Boss, have a cup of tea.

Where did he go?

Damn kid!

- Boss... - Played a dirty trick on me?

From now on you're out!

Boss“. Boss, don't. . .

Boss.

Luckily, I've got a scapegoat.

Staring? What are you staring at?

You think you're so clever?

Take that!

Still staring at me?!

Think you're better than me?

Want to stretch out and see who has got a tougher leg?

Stretch! Stretch! Can't do it, can you?

If you can't stretch out, then smell my stinky foot.

Smell now! Stinky smell, isn't it?

Give me a towel!

Don't be late tomorrow!

It's right ahead. Let's walk faster.

Tong joined Lung Wah Club and will soon be a big star!

- That's for sure! - If you say so.

All I have to do is say the word, and you can be part of the club.

A club for the Triads...?

AUTHORISED PERSONS ONLY

Here we are! It's a big place!

They've got everything! Come on!

Big brother, we're not allowed in.

Ignore that. Let's try the main entrance.

- This is a big ground. - Tong!

Big brother, he's inside!

Tong, over there!

Be quick, kid!

Tong.

We've arrived.

How are you?

- Well clone! - I've got better, right?

Have you been here a while?

You want to get fired?!

I keep you here to pick up balls, not to kick them!

Pick up the ball!

Still not going?!

- He's a ball boy. - He doesn't even have a jersey.

Yeah, I thought he was a superstar.

- It's all a lie, just bullshit! - Let's go.

Tackle him.

Closer! Closer!

CHANGING ROOM

Be quick!

Boss, take a shower. Get changed.

I have avenged you.

Boss“.

I've found you a pretty little thing.

That's what you said last time. You almost got me in big trouble.

But this one is Danish, boss.

Her skin is white as snow and soft.

She just arrived in Hong Kong.

She's got very nice lips!

Very nice waist. She's into music as well.

I'm sure you will enjoy her.

You'll come back for more.

From what you've said, she sounds delicious.

My goal is to learn. I must carry on.

That's right!

I must improve my stamina.

- Come on! - Here you are!

- Look at this. - It's mine.

Left and right.

Here!

Left and right, here!

The god shows me the way.

- Wonderful! - That's nothing!

Who are you trying to fool?

L€t's

Left... and right.

Left... and right.

That's excellent!

I'll show you more!

- Watch out! - I have control.

- Give me a kiss. - No!

Don't be afraid, come on.

It's a misunderstanding!

You're balding! No wonder you're wearing a hat!

- I back Lung Wah to win! - Yeah, me too.

Me too...

Even money on Lung Wah to win.

Thank you.

I can't see Lung Wah lose.

Brother Lung, check carefully. No mistakes now!

Thanks.

Please! Please! Fifty cents on Seng Sun to win.

Save it for an ice cream!

Lung Wah again, good!

I'll put everything on Lung Wah.

I know.

Give the boss a call.

Boss! Lung Wah's favourite to win.

Don't worry.

Accept all bets.

Yes, boss.

You're so bad. Why didn't you wait for us?

A bite?

- Let's have a drink. - Okay!

You said you'll give me a watch. I want you to buy me one tomorrow.

- Sure. - It's a promise.

You girls leave.

Alright.

King.

We'll place a bet for... $50,000, as usual.

$50,000?

I'll round it up to...

$70,000.

$70,000?

With the high cost of living...

Okay! You've got it.

$100,000.

You know how to make a good deal.

I'll make it look real and nice.

- Boss, is this okay? - Just put the bottle here.

Let's drink to us. We'll make a good team.

A good team.

I want to make the ball boy a reserve.

But Lee Tong can't play!

That's the reason I want him.

I've brought Lulu and Mimi to entertain you.

They're the most beautiful girls here.

Lee Tong!

Sorry, coach.

Either you're in luck, or I'm in bad luck.

But I guess you're in luck now.

In luck?

SUBSTITUTE - LEE TONG

That's me?

You're on there because the Football King seems to like you.

I've made it!

- You're crazy! - Coach!

What are you doing? Let go of me!

I've made it! I've done it!

You're not so bad after all!

They're beautiful.

Beautiful, right?

They're yours.

- What about you? - I've got another pair.

I can spruce them up.

He treated them like they were his concubines.

You got such luck that he gave them to you.

Try them on. You might need them tomorrow.

Okay.

How much money's in the pool?

It's huge, and the money's on Lung Wah to win!

Look!

Excuse me.

- Let's go! " Shut up!

- Lung Wah's not a certainty! - 20 dollars, Lung Wah to win.

Touch wood! You shouldn't say bad things before I even bet.

I'll place the bet for you.

Don't push me!

20 dollars on Lung Wah to win.

Thanks.

He's pretty smart!

It's clone.

Terrific!

Twenty cents, please!

- Sure, it's worth it! - Thanks.

- Good luck! - I hope so.

I'll place your bet for you!

Lung Wah to win!

Brother. Where's Lee Tong?

He's on the substitutes‘ bench.

Boss, be careful.

Sit, Sit.

Hey, Manager Fok!

How do you rate the chances of your Seng Sun against Lung Wah?

We're on a big bonus to win.

If it's not possible to win a medal, just pay to buy a manager's position...

If they win, I'll be rich.

That goes without saying.

You can't lose.

That's all.

It's not even time yet!

King beats one of the Hsin Sang defenders.

And another, with a beautiful dribble.

He's now being surrounded by three players.

Another ten yards.

And they cannot dispossess King.

He's now into Hsin Sang's twenty five.

A great pass to the left winger.

A long cross to the other side of the field.

Now the ball's back in the centre.

A good pass can put King clear!

To the centre!

King is clear with only the goalie to beat.

He's now in the penalty area.

He collides...

...with a defender.

The defender looks badly hurt.

But King seems alright!

No, he's gone down again and looks to be in pain.

What a tragedy.

I wonder how the referee will decide.

Good.

Lee Tong, you go on.

Lung Wah is now sending on a substitute...

- It's Tong! - Brother Tong!

He bumps into the referee.

Maybe he's nervous.

What the hell?! Why send him on?

Who was that?

Sorry.

Tong! Go on your own!

Lee just received the ball from his goalie.

He sure has a nice touch. But he's going the wrong way.

Pass to me.

He passes the ball to Chan Ming.

A reverse pass from Chan to him.

The pass was too long, but Lee still gets it.

He slips two defenders.

Now he passes the ball back to Chan.

And Chan passes it back to him. There's no progress.

Pass it back!

I said pass it, not give it to them!

We've lost the match! A wasted bet!

L€t's

Tong, take it easy!

- Keep your voice down! - Take it easy!

Pass it over!

Not this time!

I'm not going to pass it to anyone!

Go on! Go on!

He has dribbled past many players.

That's a wonderful dummy!

An overhead kick...

It's a goal!

The score is 1-1.

Boss!

Boss, the kid sure has nice footwork!

And he scored!

You sure it's not beginner's luck?

Over there!

- I'm queuing to collect my winnings! - Great!

They just can't rob him of his ball.

The defenders collide and fall.

Within shooting distance, it's a goal!

Lung Wah lead, 2-1. Thanks to Lee Tong!

Looks like it.

We've won!

Great. . .!

What are you doing?

- You've spoiled everything! - Beat him up!

I wouldn't have sent you on if we wanted to win!

Boss!

So, you were trying to fix the match!

Take care of him!

Don't run!

Damn you, kid...

Next time you bump into me, I'll break your legs!

Come on already!

Our boss wants to see you.

- Sure, I've got nothing to hide. - This way.

Young man, don't be angry. Take a seat.

Drive on.

Hold it! Let's talk here.

Hey, friend. Our boss likes your style.

Are you willing to join our Seng Sun team?

Not interested!

I'd rather go home and be a farmer!

Give up football?

Damn you, kid!

If you have our support then you'll be more famous than the Football King!

Say that again.

We want you to be a superstar.

Then that's different.

But let's be clear. No match fixing.

We, the Fok family, never fix matches.

Stamina is important in this game.

I, Kwok Kam-Hung, was once a superstar on the pitch.

Know why I wanted to take up coaching?

It's because I don't have stamina.

So you must work hard on your stamina!

Who makes me bleed and sweat?

Who forces me to stride on with clenched fists?

I do get tired...

...wanting to throw in the towel. It's tough!

But there is no choice.

Tired to the marrow. I must keep on going.

It's me and my ambition...

That goads me on the thorny path.

I challenge myself to new heights. whatever the battleground.

Using blood to write a declaration of war...

My blood soaked gauntlet onto the path.

In order to crack a tight defence...

We must use our wingers more!

The full-backs should also attack.

They say I'm pigheaded. bleeding and sweating.

Keeping on the path of pain with clenched fists.

Yes, I am tired, very tired.

Yes, I have had enough of it.

But I have no choice.

Tired to the marrow. I must keep on going.

It's me and my ambition...

that goads me on the thorny path.

I challenge myself to new heights. whatever the battleground.

Using blood to write a declaration of war...

I didn't do too badly, did I?

You did well to find them.

What's that?

- Make yourselves at home. - This is lovely!

Look!

- Not bad. - Right.

You can stay here if you want.

Great!

Uncle, I've made it! It's the end of hardship for you.

Come and enjoy life with me!

A left foot shot, another goal!

A cross from Suen, a shot and what a goal!

A beautiful header from Lee.

A bicycle kick and another goal!

Seng Sun are odds-on favourite to win.

They sure seem to be winning. I'll back the Seng Sun team then.

- 15 dollars on Seng Sun! - 20 dollars Seng Sun!

Come on!

Come on!

Push him down!

Hold on! Hold on!

Push him down! Push him down!

Just hold on... A little longer!

Push him down!

We've won! Beer! Beer!

Pay LIP!

It's been paid for by that gentleman.

Just look at the size of Wong!

He's really quite useless!

He's here with a mission.

- Tong, what does he want? - I don't know!

- Come over here! - Me?

Don't make rash decisions. You should listen to me.

What's this?

- I want your team to lose tomorrow. - You mean...?!

It's not enough. Add a little more.

You heard him! My partner said...

Add a little more.

Not nearly enough! Add a little more!

Add a little more!

- This is just our first deal! - Well, it's up to you.

Hey, add a little more!

Add a little more!

It's not enough. Add a little more!

Come on, add more! More!

Add more! You don't need to hesitate.

Keep them coming!

- Don't ask if you can't take it! - Right.

So that's what you meant by adding more...

What shall we do?

Who do you think we are? The Football King?

- Tong, are you alright? - I'm fine.

- Fatso wants us to fix the match. - I told you! Get changed and go!

Fatso thinks we're like King, trying to bribe us.

He's dreaming.

Let's try to score as many as possible tomorrow!

Let's play in a 4-3-3 formation!

Back up the car!

Blood!

Go!

What just happened?

We looked like fools!

They must've got the wrong people.

It's possible.

He and Suen are really a perfect combination.

Now on the field, Lee Tong gets the chance again.

18 yards away from the goal, a kick!

8-0, Seng Sun sweeps the board.

It really shows that the teamwork of Suen and Lee Tong is welcomed by everyone.

PLAYERS‘ CAFETERIA

Coach.

Boss, here you go.

Have a seat, boss.

No need for you to get upset. He's just a ball boy.

There is no way he can compare himself to you.

We'll get even with him later on!

Sorry, Mr King!

This table was reserved by Mr Lee for the press conference.

Press conference?

Boss, I guarantee this will work.

Wait!

.No... No...

Yes... Yes... Yes...

Tong, it was a terrific match!

Any plan for your next game?

Well...

That's a team secret. We can't reveal it.

Right!

- Sit over there! - Sit over there!

Let's take a picture of you two.

Good idea!

Closer. Closer, please.

They're just two country bumpkins. How can they host a press conference?

Football King!

Mr King, Seng Sun will take you on soon. What are your tactics?

Just look at them. Do you think they can beat us?

I doubt that you can make the finals.

Mr King! What are your plans for the future?

Let's walk and talk.

There are reporters here.

We'll get him tonight.

- But where? - Come on.

Tong.

Take it easy!

Director Chen, come again soon.

Gentlemen! This way, please.

Please.

This way.

Have a seat.

Take good care of our guests.

I thought the Football King virtually lived here — I don't see him.

This place has many women, so he's definitely here.

He's over there!

Let's live it up.

Do you have a favourite?

We are here to gain prestige.

Oh, of course!

Let me!

- Who's that? - It's Lee Tong!

- He's lovely! - They've won another match today!

Boss. A ball boy in a ball room!

He's staring at us!

Don't be afraid. Keep calm!

Have a smoke.

Live it up!

Cheers! Cheers!

Cheers!

Looking good!

He's showing off.

Cheers! Cheers!

- Look at King's ring! It's great! - It's big, isn't it?

- It's big. I want it as a gift! - It's pretty, isn't it?

It's no use!

What time is it? Tong, what time is it?!

- It's wonderful! - Pretty, isn't it?

It's made of sapphire!

- Take it! - A look.

You're having me on!

Such a big sapphire. I like it very much — It's pretty!

- Can you give me one? - Please.

Lee Tong has one bigger than yours!

He's losing his temper.

Stay calm. Stay calm!

Tong, we mustn't let him steal the show.

In that case, show him what you can do.

Okay!

Great!

He's great!

What are you looking at?

Your Tango seems to be a new style.

It sure is!

Die!

He can even do it kneeling down.

Die!

She ripped her skirt!

Don't try to stop me!

Stop it, you two! I've still got a business to run here!

Stop!

Just who do you think you are?

I've always been a better match player!

Better at match fixing!

You both have a reputation to maintain. No more fighting!

Resume your duel on the football pitch!

Have the guts to take me on?

Alright!

I'll admit defeat even if it's a draw. But I want your leg if you lose!

It's a deal!

You'll need a walking stick!

L€t's

Lee Tong wins even if it's a draw.

Confident of winning?

I think so. If they offer us half a ball up front...

We're already ahead.

Where are you going?

I'll go seek advice from my friends.

Hey, be careful!

Don't worry about me.

Who's there?

Uncle!

Uncle, when did you arrive?

It's been such a long time...

Have I changed?

Come.

Uncle, look! These are what I've gotten for my hard work.

And this one...

It was presented to me by the Governor!

It's got my name on it.

- Uncle, what are you doing? - Stay away!

Uncle!

Come home with me at once.

Do you think you've clone well?

Everyone once knew me on the football pitch — they called me Iron Leg Lee.

They wanted me to fix a match. But I refused to!

Thank you!

So, when I went home one night...

What are you doing?!

From that clay on, Iron Leg Lee became Cripple Lee.

Tong, everybody's here!

We have to mark King out of the game. Don't be afraid to tackle.

They're weak on their left side.

Tong!

We just talked about it. Their weakness is the left flank.

We'll attack down the left flank!

Count me out of tomorrow's game.

Won't play, eh?

Scared?!

Coward!

Giving up?!

Don't you remember how Football King treated you?

Remember how Football King fixed a match?

Remember that we agreed to get rid of people like Football King?!

You aren't my friend!

- Strike! - Strike him, right?!

Who are you?

Tong!

Even if you get crippled in tomorrow's match,

you must strike with everything you've got.

This is a private match between Lee Tong and Football King.

They're using their legs as a wager.

Let's do our best!

They bet legs.

We bet money.

That's quite interesting.

Finally I'll get to see a real football match.

Manager Fok...

Let's do a little bet. A thousand dollars per goal.

Sure...

But this match isn't fixed, so there's no guarantee you'll win.

Substitutes are not allowed in this match.

And no audience is allowed in.

I am the only exception as the commentator.

The game is on!

The red team is on the attack now.

Lee Tong passes to Suen. Suen does well to keep the ball in play.

It's a foul, but the referee plays the advantage!

The ball is still with Lee.

The rebound is high, and Lee will shoot!

It hits the crossbar!

And the goalie throws himself at the ball!

Lee was just one step too late.

Lung Wah's on the attack now.

Football King is blocking the defender.

King and Lee, what a pair!

Football King is now marked by two men.

And Football King will try anything he knows!

Football King's in possession now.

And he passes the ball...

...to the right wing.

And the winger passes it back to him.

King dribbles past Lee on the left near the goal line.

And he scores with a banana shot!

Great!

Football King's really good!

What a great shot!

- Well? - Stay calm.

Well, boss?

Well? Want to carry on?

Boss“.

Lung Wah lead by one goal.

Football King is unyielding, keeping Lee Tong behind him.

Lee Tong's having a private duel with Football King.

They are duelling it out. It's a throw in.

Your dirty tricks can't fool me.

Suen gains possession in the penalty area.

And he passes the ball to the left.

Great teamwork! And the ball's back with Suen.

He evades three men and passes the ball to Lee Tong.

Lee's here... good.

A couple of great dummies from Lee.

Down the goal line and a great cross!

It hits a defender and falls for Suen.

He chips it forward...

...and Lee scores with a header!

- Great job! - We've pulled one back!

Be alert!

We've scored!

Be alert!

Hsin Sang is on the attack now.

Lee Tong and Suen use their heads to pass the ball.

It's a foul!

They have seized the ball.

Lee Tong takes a strike...

...but the goalie saves it. Great work!

Suen tries to score from the rebound.

And Football King knocks it on to the crossbar.

And he saves the clay again!

Be alert!

He's quite upset. He has a go at the goalie.

Block the referee.

The match is turning into a fight.

Like kung-fu, with a shield.

Chen Ming is blocking the referee.

Football King and Lee Tong are having a real go at each other.

Did the referee see that? Yes, he did!

He blows the whistle.

What are you playing at?

And Lee Tong is booked.

I'll send you off if you do it again!

Referee!

Suen is not happy about it.

You didn't see that coming, did you?

It's a free kick for Lung Wah.

And the referee blows the whistle for half-time.

Lung Wah launches attack after attack.

But they're stopped by Hsin Sang.

Lee Tong dribbles past several players.

He forgets about teamwork now.

It's a private duel between Lee Tong and Football King!

Football King dashes into the penalty area.

Get him!

But he is dispossessed by Suen.

Suen starts a counter-attack.

And he's fouled from behind!

Sorry, I didn't mean it.

It seems like Suen is having a hard time.

- Stand closer! - Take a few steps backward!

A free kick for Hsin Sang and another name in the book.

Suen and Lee are having a conference.

They put one of their own men in the wall.

Lee moves away from the ball.

Suen shoots and hits the player in the face!

That shot could make you lose a tooth.

It actually looks like he has lost a tooth.

Here comes Hsin Sang again.

Suen hit Chan Ming.

The two are having a tussle.

But the referee waves play on.

Play (m! Play (m!

Are you okay?

Don't worry about me. Watch out for Football King!

Football King has taken control of the game.

He is ready to send over a cross.

Hsin Sang must reorganise their defence.

Yes, he is really going for it.

Football King scores with a brilliant shot!

We scored!

2-1, we're leading!

Now Suen retaliates.

He has... three players on him!

Lee Tong is there, he can't shoot...

He plays a one-two with Lee.

Suen goes in for a header...

...and Suen collides with the goalie!

But the referee waves play on!

Lung Wah are on the attack again!

Go on... move!

Football King is dribbling the ball and has a great chance to score again!

He goes around the goalie.

He's not shooting. He's too proud.

And he taps it in at the last second.

And he makes it 3-1.

The referee is going over to Suen.

You alright?

It looks like he is badly hurt. He may be too injured to play on.

Help him out!

The referee has summoned for a stretcher to carry Suen away.

The game is almost over, and they've lost one player.

Yeah.

Boss, we still have a chance.

Light a cigarette!

Let's see what Lee can do without Suen.

He dribbles past a few players.

He sees there is someone on the right.

Pass it to the right and get it.

But he doesn't have Suen to meet his pass.

The ball is robbed and Lung Wah attack. There are only a few minutes to go.

Lung Wah are leading 3-1.

Hsin Sang are still trying to draw level or reduce the deficit.

And the ball is now back with the goalie.

Lung Wah are using time-wasting tactics.

They're wasting the last few minutes in order to crush Seng Sun.

Without Suen, Lee Tong seems to be in trouble out there.

No rush!

He has no one to help him.

More time-wasting tactics from Lung Wah.

And they're passing the ball back and forth between them.

By the end of this match Lee Tong's legs will be broken for sure!

Do you want your saliva back?

Sorry... Sorry...

Again?!

Hey! It wasn't me! That was rain drops!

They just have to try their luck.

The ground has become very slippery.

It's muddy, too!

Let's see if they can score... Lee takes the chance!

Lee has a go with a shot. But it's saved by the goalie!

But the goalie dropped the ball.

It's in Hsin Sang's possession but...

Football King slipped... And Lee robbed him.

It's turning into a real farce.

It's all chaos, and no tactics are applied.

But time is running out for Hsin Sang.

Here's another chance for them!

Shoot!

But he slipped just as he was about to shoot!

Probably the muddy ground made him miss the shot.

Lee is back up! Hey, he's even lost one of his boots.

Time is running out here! Seng Sun might be finished!

Lee has lost both of his boots.

It doesn't seem to matter, and he plays on!

He dribbles past two defenders.

And another one!

He has Football King in front of him now!

He's almost ready to shoot! Now they're jostling each other!

His shot hits the goalie!

An overhead kick.

It's a goal!

Another goal!

They're now only one goal behind.

Lee sure can play without boots.

He's quick.

The match continues.

Go, hurry!

Everybody is falling about on the pitch.

Only Lee Tong can stand firm! And Football King just stands there...

Lee Tang's attacking on the right.

A great shot from the edge of the area.

But it was blocked by a defender.

Football King has taken off his boots as well!

But he's running weirdly, he looks like a monster.

Lee's now in the penalty area.

He shoots past a defender, and the goalie saves!

Lee tries again, but no luck.

Time's almost up — it looks like Hsin Sang will lose this match.

The referee has been knocked off his feet.

Where's my whistle?!

Lee Tong is charging towards the goal.

But Football King robs him of the ball.

Lee Tong shoots, but the goalie saves.

Lee shoots again!

But Football King saves on the goal line.

You're going to lose!

He passes the ball back to the goalie.

Hey, the ball bounces over the goalie '5 head.

We call it "being hit by a landmine"! And it gets stuck in the water!

It's not a goal.

The ball is loose! Both Lee and King are racing towards it.

King beats Lee, but it's an own goal!

The final score is three all!

Kid...

You'll soon vanish from the scene!

Chop off both his legs!

TUNG WAH EAST HOSPITAL

We did it at the very last moment.

Thanks to Football King, who scored for us!

These young people are so spoiled.

It's good that they earned their luck this time.

Football King's been corrupt for a long time.

He deserved to be punished.

Which leg did he lose?

Both of them!

Like this guy?

Can you spare some change?

He looks just like him!

Who makes me bleed and sweat?

Who forces me to stride on with clenched fists?

I do get tired...

...wanting to throw in the towel. It's tough!

But there is no choice.

Tired to the marrow. I must keep on going.

It's me and my ambition...