All language subtitles for Ip.Man.4.The.Finale.2019.720p.BluRay.x264.AAC-[YTS.MX].En 1

Let's welcome Mr. Bruce Lee

from Jan Fan Kung Fu Studio.

Yeah!

No. Come on, man.

- That's not right.

- Whoa, chill, chill. Relax.

I'm just tryin' to share
my thoughts.

- Relax, we're kung fu brothers.
- Leave.

- It's fine.
- Just listen to me.

Calm down, man. Easy, easy.

Just listen to me!

Don't push me.

I said don't push me!

- Master.
- Master.

Yes!

I'm so happy to see you! Woohoo!

- Why is he so excited?
- Huh?

I'm a student of Bruce Lee.

My name's Billy.

I have something for you.

Sifu wants you to come to the
Karate tournament in the US

which takes place next month.

Here, this is a plane ticket
for you he prepared.

And this book, he wrote it.

He wants you to have it.

- Bruce.
- Bruce?

Bruce Lee?

He is good?

He's doin' fine.

He has a Kung Fu school
in Seattle.

And I'm from his newly
opened one in San Francisco.

Billy.

Tell Bruce...

maybe I have no time.

- Thank you.
- Oh.

Thank you.

What is going on?

Ladies and gentlemen,

we are approaching
San Francisco Airport

where the local time
is 11:15 a.m.

Passengers for flight
43EI to Miami

and stops at Atlanta
and Toronto.

The departure gate has
been changed to Gate 21...

Operator.
Where would you like to call?

Hong Kong.

"Eight, four, two,
six, three, nine."

Okay, one moment.

Hello! Hello! Hello!

God, this is so tedious.

Hi, Mr. Wright.
How are you?

I thought I was gonna be
speaking with your boss.

Actually, it's not
my boss who send me.

I have something perhaps
you can help me with.

Okay, what can I do for you?

This is my friend, Ip Man.

How do you do?

He is looking for a school
for his son

to attend in America.

So maybe you can help him

by writing a recommendation letter.

Can I have a minute
with you, please?

Mr. Leung, nowadays, many people
fancy comin' over here

to try and find a better life.

Your luck is your ability.

And you achieve
because you choose

to work with a great boss.

But your friend here...

He is a Chinese kung fu master.

Look, I don't really
know you that well.

I certainly don't know him.

How do I know that he isn't
some kind of fugitive

just like all of the other
illegal aliens

that get deported every day
from Chinatown?

I think you're being biased.

Not all Chinese are
criminals, Mr. Wright.

Listen, sonny.

The only reason that you're
standing here on my property

wasting my valuable time
is because of your boss.

I'm only doing this
for the sake of my friend.

Not you. You understand?

Great stuff, man. Really good.

I love that swing kick.

- Here, let me.
- This is crazy.

This match is fixed.

Just a gook dance.

Phonies.

Woo!

Enjoy.

- Hey.

- Over here.

Hey. Hello.

- Amazing.
- Hello.

Hey, yo, kung fu man!

I saw you
at the tournament tonight.

I think your stuff is bullshit.

I don't buy it.

What's up, man?

- You wanna try it?
- Hartman.

Let's take it outside.

I'll kick your ass, man.

I'll kick your ass too.

- Let's take 'em out here.
- I'll take you outside.

Mm, mm, mm!

Hmph.

You.

The door won't fight back.

But I will

Uh...

Master.

Here's the recommendation letter
prepared by my student.

It should be okay.

How do you do?

- Hi. How are you today?
- It's very good.

I have a appointment
with the principal.

- "Mr. Ip Man," right?
- Yes.

Do you have all
the required documents?

- Yes.
- Okay.

Follow me, please.

Is everybody okay?

If anybody needs any help,
just let me know.

Mr. Spencer.

You, sir. Fire away.

The principal
is very busy today.

She's in a meeting.
So would you mind waiting?

- Yes. No problem.
- Okay.

One, two, three, four,
five, six, seven, eight.

One, two, three, four,
five, six, seven, eight.

One, two, three, four,
five, six, seven, eight.

One, two, three, four,
five, six, seven, eight.

One, two, three, four,
five, six, seven, eight.

One, two, three, four,
five, six, seven, eight.

One, two, three, four,
five, six, seven, eight.

One, two, three, four,
five, six, seven, eight.

One, two, three, four,
five, six, seven, eight.

One, two, three, four,
five, six, seven, eight.

And good job, girls!

Okay, the contest is over.
I have made my decision.

Yonah, you will be
the new cheerleader

for away games starting
this mid-semester.

Well done.

She doesn't deserve it.

What?

She changed the routine
all on her own.

She cheated.

- Ah...
- She should be disqualified.

Okay, I don't remember saying

that improvisation
wasn't allowed.

Since I haven't finalized
the routines,

anyone's input is welcomed.

Yonah's... her, her move
was amazing.

And so is she.

We all have the same goals.

Why don't we try
to work together?

Well done.

Class dismissed.

Mr. Ip, I am so sorry
to keep you waiting.

- No problem.
- I was stuck

in a very important meeting.

- No problem.
- Come, please.

This lawyer
who wrote the letter,

is he your lawyer?

Actually, he is my student.

Student.

So you're a teacher too?

I am a teacher.

I teach Chinese kung fu.

Chinese martial art.

Like a gymnast?

Yes, something like that.

Well, as you already know,

this is an exclusive
private school.

I can accept this letter
as a referral.

But you still need to get
a recommendation

from the Chinese Benevolent
Association

as they act as guarantors
for late school payment.

- However...
- I understand.

If you can donate $10,000
to our school,

to be one of our sponsoring
board of directors,

we can waive
the recommendation letter

and accept your son right away.

Speak of the devil.

Bitch!

Showtime.

You think you look
so great out there.

You look like
a little yellow monkey.

We're not gonna
follow your lead.

In America, people like you
follow. They don't lead.

What do you want?
Just leave me alone.

If you're not happy,
then go back to Asia,

This has been our land
for generations.

What do you people want from us?

Now I know why they call you
a stupid blonde.

America has always
had immigrants.

The Indians
are the only real Americans.

Your ancestors
stole their land, paleface.

What did you just say to me?

She's the one.

Grab her.

Get her there.

I dare you to stay
in cheerleading.

- Go at her! Come on, hit her!
- You've got your long hair.

You think you can beat me?

You could never beat me!

- Oh, god!
- You, come back here!

Go, go!

Come back here!
Where are you going?

Get her, man!

I'm gonna cut all of your hair
since you got lice anyway.

Get that good.

Ah!

- Ah!
- Get her! Get her!

Close the door!
Close the door!

Smash it! Smash it!

Stay out of this, old man.

Oh, you want some too?

Stop! No.

No...

No! No more! No! I'm sorry.

- I can't anymore.
- Let's take off.

Sweetheart.

What's happened?

Oh, my god!

What happened?

This Chinese girl.

I need you
to come home right now.

Becky's been attacked.

I wish you weren't away
on this business trip.

We need you here.

Come home now, okay?

ALL CHINESE ARE ONE BIG FAMILY

Hello?

- Left, right!
- Left, right!

- Left, right!
- Left, right!

- Left, right!
- Left, right!

- To the left, right!
- To the left, right!

- To the left, right!
- To the left, right!

- Left, right!
- Left, right!

- Left, right!
- Left, right!

- Left, right!
- Left, right!

- Left, right!
- Left, right!

Pick up the pace, devil dogs!

You are warriors.

You are killing machines.

Earn it like you got a pair.

Kick that bag, boy!

Wear that EGA with pride!

Get the banana
out of the tailpipe!

Move it! Move it! Move it!

You got to earn it, devil dog!

Move it! Move it! Move it!

Move!

I surrender, sensei!

What did you just say?

Did I just hear you say
that you surrender?

Did I?

You know what
our motto is, recruit!

Trained to kill! Ready to die!

Do you understand the meaning
of those words?

- It's hurting me, sir!
- Oh, it's hurting you, is it?

Hurting you. You know,
this is the problem.

You know there is a rumor
going around this base,

people saying that I'm racist.

I'm not racist.

See, I don't hate you
because you're colored.

I hate you because
you're a cowardly colored!

- Get off the mat!
- You, Jackson. You're next.

Staff Sergeant Hartman,
do you mind explaining to me

what exactly
this contraption is?

It's a Wing Chun dummy.

A kung fu training aid, like
a punching bag, if you will,

but for Chinese martial arts.

Let me ask you something.

Did you fall out of your crib
this morning

and bang your little head?

Where the hell
do you think you are?

Does this look like a museum

for preserving your ancient
Chinese heritage?

Wing Chun is improvising
and adapting,

just like a Marine.

I've been practicing
for months now,

and I find it practical
for real combat.

I'm certain the practicing it
will be beneficial

for Marines on the battleground.

Oh, you're certain, are you?

So this kung fu bullshit's gonna
allow us to kill our enemies?

Is that what you're
trying to say?

Outstanding, Staff Sergeant.

You're a goddamn genius.

Get this thing off my base now.

You know nothing
of Chinese kung fu.

Zero!

All right, Staff Sergeant Hartman,

I'm gonna allow you
to prove those words.

If you can defeat Colin
in a fair fight,

then I'll consider,

maybe allowing your
wooden girlfriend

to stay on the base.

Is that understood?

Come on, Colin. Smack him up.

Outstanding work.

Very nice.

You see this, men?

Now this is karate.

Your Chinese kung fu is only
good for folding laundry.

It stays where it belongs and
that is the hell off my base.

Now, because of
the Staff Sergeant's stupidity,

all you Chinese will run
an extra 30 laps today.

And the Staff Sergeant himself
will run an extra 30 after that.

Are we clear?

Good.

Carry on.

One, two, three, four!

One, two, three, four!

One, two, three, four!

One, two, three, four!

Left and right and lei ho!

Left and right and lei ho!

Left and right and lei ho!

You finally decided
to come back, then,

Andrew, thank you.

I was in Washington DC,
Gabrielle.

I came back as soon as I could.
How's Becky?

She was almost disfigured
by a Chinese girl at school.

And I don't
understand the grounds

they let a Chinese student
in anyway.

What do you intend
to do about it?

What are the INS going to do
about those Chinese savages?

Get rid of them. Send them home!

Becky, honey, who...
who did this to you?

Yonah Wan.

She's the daughter
of the Chairman

of the Chinese
"Benelovent" Association,

or so she claims.

Chinatown.

I'll handle this.

Really impressive.

- So this is Chinese kung fu?
- Yes, sir.

It's really amazing.
I mean really amazing.

Thank you, sir.

This brochure has
a brief introduction

and here is the transcript
that I've prepared.

Actually, sir,

there's a martial arts event
taking place in Chinatown

during the Full Moon Festival.

With your permission,

I'd like to go film it
and do some more research

so that we may further
investigate this matter.

- Chinatown?
- Yes, sir.

Granted.

Just don't make this
a waste of my time.

- Definitely not, sir.
- All right.

Come in.

Sir.

Please excuse
the Staff Sergeant's intrusion.

What the hell
are you doing here?

My job, as a Marine.

So that's all right.

So let's start
to explore the idea

of incorporating Chinese kung fu

into our hand to hand
combat training.

Now, Staff Sergeant Hartman

is gonna go to Chinatown
for research.

I'd like you to start learning

something from this handbook.

Here, take it.

- Gentlemen, that's all.
- Sir.

Fix your base, recruit.

You have no power, Mr. Creese.

Instructor!

A word.

Bow.

Gunny?

You know there is not a doubt
in my mind

that karate is the best form of
hand to hand combat. Bar none.

But do you know what that
backstabbing son of a bitch

- Hartman's gone and done?
- Tell me.

Convinced our commanding officer
that his bullshit kung fu

is more effective
than our karate training.

I'm gonna need you to right
that wrong, Colin.

You just let me show
those people

the meaning of real
combat karate

and I'll shut those
kung fu charlatans up for good.

- Good, man.
- Gunny.

Continue.

Move!

TO MASTER IP

Mr. Wan Zhong Hua.

We're the United States
Department

of Immigration and Customs.

We're here to take you
under custody for questioning

regarding the presence
of illegal aliens

residing in Chinatown.

Hey, Chinaman!

You wanna try to break
these bricks with your kung fu?

Huh?

Cowards.

My name is Colin Frater.

Fourth Dan black belt
in Kyokutan Karate.

And I'm here to show you
yellow bitches

the taste of real combat.

Fight me with your
hokey-pokey kung fu.

I dare you.

You understand
I will go all out?

- Come on, then.
- I won't hold back either.

Who's next?

Lady, I'll show you no mercy.

Sensei.

- Help him out.
- Sensei.

We've reopened the
cases involving the CBA.

We suspect that these Chinamen

have identities
that are fraudulent

and that you've helped them

by writing falsified letters
of referral from the USA,

making you an accomplice
of these illegal aliens.

This is a setup!

Would you know?

I'm going to arrest
every single person

in the CBA tonight.

You and the CBA
will be gone for good.

He has a broken rib
but he will be okay.

Chinese kung fu my ass.

I'll shut them down
in my own way.

The Full Moon
event has concluded.

Those Chinamen must be back

at the Chinese
Benevolent Association.

Thirty minutes to CBA.
Bring them all in.

Call the wives, boys.

We're staying late.

We're going to Chinatown,

arresting every Chinamen
in the CBA.

This operation
makes no sense, sir.

Shut up, do-good marshal.

Do as you're told.

Excuse me. Anybody here?
I need some help.

- What now?
- Let me check it out.

Whoa, it's way past office
hours. You can't be here.

My father, Wan Zhong Hua
has been taken by mistake.

I need to see him right now.

- Billy.
- I can't let you in.

- Grandmaster.
- Billy.

- Can you help us?
- I wish I could.

Her father, Mr. Wan Zhong Hua,
what happened?

I have no idea, sir.
But please take my advice.

Stay away from the Chinese
Benevolent Association tonight.

Tonight, don't go there.

All right? We're gonna raid
that place tonight.

I got to go. But remember,
don't go there.

Is that you?

Is that it?

Is this your Chinese kung fu?

Huh?

What about this guy?

Your chairman, hey! Where is he?

I don't know!

You tell me
or I'm gonna break your arm.

Ah!

Ah!

INS. Immigration.

Good boy.

They're gone.

Check in back.

All right, guys,
let's get a sweep.

Looking for any clues that
might tell us where they went.

Officer.

I'm looking for a Chinaman
by the name of Wan Zhong Hua.

Where is he?

Uh, what do you want with him?

I'm Gunnery Sergeant
Barton Geddes,

Second Battalion, Fifth Marines.

One of my men was assaulted
in Chinatown tonight.

Wan Zhong Hua is the chairman

of the Chinese
Benevolent Association.

I need him back
on my base tonight.

This man made me look bad.

It's personal.

So why don't you cooperate

or things are gonna get
pretty bad for you too.

Do you understand?

So go and get him

and I'll worry
about the repercussions.

Follow me.

You're now officially in the
custody of the US Marines.

Just don't let him stay
in the country

when you're done
with him, all right?

My karate coach was defeated
in a fight tonight

by Chinese kung fu.

Since you're the representative
of Chinese kung fu,

I'm holding you
personally accountable.

These Chinamen right here,

I just crushed all of them.

You're the only one left.

I need to fight you.

What are you
doing here? Get out of here!

You're Becky's father, right?

Listen, it's all my fault.

It's nothing to do
with my father.

I'm sorry.

I beg you.

Please let my papa go.

Please. Please.

Yonah.

Get up!

Let's go.

I want all recruits in the
PT Gauntlet straight away.

Aye-aye, Gunny.

Especially
Staff Sergeant Hartman.

Reveille! Reveille!

Get your asses on the line!

Move it! Move it! Move it!

Out! Out! Out!

Good!

Move your asses, Marines!
Move it!

Move that ass!
Double time! Double time!

Left hand, left knee.

Right hand, right knee.
Aye, sir.

Sit down! Sit down! Move it!

I try to be a fair man.

So since Staff Sergeant Hartman

so desperately wants his
Chinese kung fu

to be part of our curriculum,

I'm happy to give up
my rack time

and give a Chinese
representative

the chance to prove

their kung fu is actually useful
in a real combat situation.

No rules.

Fight till you drop.

Make sure you get
all these on film.

Sir, yes, sir!

You know what I just realized?

You and your daughter look
a hell of a lot alike...

when you beg.

Enough!

Uh...

Don't you think
I deserve a round of applause?

If you're lucky enough
to come to America,

set foot on our soil,

then you ought to learn
everything about my culture.

Consider yourselves incredibly
honored to be here.

Incredibly honored!

'Cause America

is the greatest and most
powerful country on earth.

Land of supremacy,

and that
is an undisputable fact.

Is that understood?

Sir, yes, sir!

But last night,

I had the unfortunate
but necessary task

of demonstrating how
an inferior race

can and should be defeated.

I'm sure you will all agree the
results were quite definitive.

So don't even think about
bringing your filthy cultures

to my Marine corp again,
is that understood?

Sir, yes, sir!

Racist asshole!

Look around you.

We are the culture.

Your supremacy
is pure hatred and bigotry.

This, this is Master Ip Man.

He defeated Colin last night.

And he's here to kick your ass!

No rules.

You fight till you drop.

Is that it?

Huh? Is that all you've got?

You see this?

You're nothing but another
little yellow chink!

Come on!

Let's go!

That's it.

Take the Gunnery Sergeant
to Sick Bay.

- Johnson! Harris!
- Move! Move! Move!

ALL CHINESE ARE ONE BIG FAMILY