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(soft ominous music)

"Steal My Love" by Sunglasses Kid & Miranda Carey playing

♪ Used to be a time when I'd Wait here by the phone ♪

♪ Hoping that you'd call me, babe You knew I couldn't be alone ♪

♪ You'd promise me a million things I believed every word ♪

♪ It took a year but now I'm seeing You and what I deserve ♪

♪ I'm not wastin' ♪

♪ Anymore time on someone else's feelings ♪

♪ You've been stealing... ♪

♪ All of me and ♪

♪ Everything I had to give, I'm gettin' over your ♪

♪ Little things I know for sure that ♪

♪ I won't let you ♪

♪ You're not gonna drag me down ♪

♪ You held me back but now I'm running You can't stop me, you just better ♪

♪ Move on, baby ♪

♪ I'm not gonna wait around ♪

♪ I'll be just fine without you, baby ♪

♪ I'm not gonna let you steal my love ♪

♪ Steal my love ♪

♪ Steal my love ♪

♪ My love ♪

Come on. - I can't do it, Dad.

I-I just can't.

You can't force it.

Relax.

Calm your mind.

Martial arts should be about peace and balance.

Yeah, that's easy for you to say, Dad.

You've been doing this for your entire life.

Exactly.

And that's why you should be patient.

It took me years before I won my first tournament.

Remember, any fighter can be beaten.

(in unison) Anytime. You can never underestimate your opponent.

I know.

That's it!

Good.

Okay.

That's enough for today. - Alright.

Let's go see Mom? - Mm-hm.

(pensive music)

I miss you, Mom.

I know you want some alone time with her.

I'll be in the car.

I still can't believe you're gone, Sam.

You know, some mornings I wake up

and roll over to put an arm around you.

(he chuckles)

Only you're not there. Stupid, huh?

(he snuffles)

Anyway...

I've got a tournament tomorrow.

I know you weren't a big fan of me fighting, but...

I know you will be there with me.

To give me luck, Sam.

You're my secret weapon.

"No Surrender" by Stan Bush playing

MAN (over PA): Ladies and gentlemen,

welcome to our New York State Open Karate Tournament.

We have some amazing fighters for you here today.

Let's have a big round of applause for all of our great fighters.

(crowd applauds and cheers)

"No Surrender" continues ♪ Gettin' ready for the fight of your life ♪

Fight!

♪ The lion roars, the cobra strikes ♪ (fight sounds and groaning)

♪ Law of the jungle ♪

♪ Hands of steel that can break through ice ♪

♪ One lethal blow cuts you like a knife ♪

♪ Ready to rumble ♪

♪ Forged by fire, a beast in the night ♪ - Point!

♪ In the heat of attack The victor will rise ♪

♪ Live or die Stand or fall ♪

(he chuckles)

♪ For the warrior there's no surrender ♪

♪ It's all on the line Fightin' just to stay alive ♪

(left fighter cries out in pain)

♪ Born to win Risk it all ♪

♪ This battle only has one ending ♪

♪ Now or never No surrender ♪

♪ No surrender ♪

MAN (over PA): Come on, everyone. This is it.

We're down to the last two competitors. - Ready?

May the best fighter win. - Are you ready?

Fight!

(energetic music)

Wait!

Fight!

(calls from the crowd)

Go! Stand up!

Fight!

(he moans of pain)

Point!

(crowd applauds and cheers)

(crowd murmurs)

(he laughs)

And now, the moment we've all been waiting for.

The Grand Champion of our 37th

New York State Open Karate Tournament is...

Michael Rivers!

(crowd cheers)

WOMAN IN CROWD: Woohoo! Yeah!

Let's keep the good times rolling! I'll see you at the party tonight!

(crowd cheers) - Woo!

Bree?

Bree, are you ready?

Bree!

Bree?

Bree?

Can you hurry up, please?

Let's go.

Relax, Dad, you've already won.

(relaxed synth pop music)

Good job. - Thank you.

Congratulations. Great job, great job.

Great job! - Thank you, thank you.

Congratulations, man. - Thank you.

(she giggles)

The price of fame. (she chuckles)

Yeah. - So...

So what?

Is this it? The end of an era?

Hey, Dad! - Stop it!

I'm just holding you to your word, Dad.

And I want it on the record. Evidence.

This was my last tournament as a fighter.

I'm hanging up my black belt. - You promise?

I promise. Okay, that's enough.

Alright, Dad. (she chuckles)

I know you wanna get out of here. I get it.

Let's go? - Let's go.

Michael Rivers. Congratulations.

What an incredible tournament. Invigorating.

Thank you, Mr....

Ron Hall. - Mr. Hall.

Yeah, call me Ron. Yeah. - Ron.

So, have a good rest of your evening.

Mr. Rivers,

I wanna talk to you about a business proposal.

A business proposal?

Yeah. May I invite you for a drink?

Yeah, sure. One drink.

But, Dad, I-I still gotta go to school tomorrow.

You go home, I catch a taxi.

But I want to go home with you. - It's just one drink.

One hour. - Alright.

I'll come later, okay?

I have a VIP table over there.

Let's talk.

Cheers, Michael. - Cheers.

(club music playing in the background)

You know what?

I used to see you fight years ago.

Yeah, you had some sort of a nickname.

I don't remember. - Yeah, "Bloody Rivers". Yeah.

Because you were always covered in your opponent's blood after every fight.

You're a champion many times over.

I mean, you reached the pinnacle, the mountain top.

What if I tell you you haven't even scratched the surface?

I can get you in a tournament with the best fighters in the world.

I mean, I'm not talking about these stupid childish rules here.

I'm talking about a real-life Kumite.

In Eastern Europe.

Wow.

A Kumite in Eastern Europe? - Yeah.

I appreciate the offer, Ron,

really, but those kind of days are behind me.

I have my daughter to take care of.

Bree and my dojo are my main priorities now.

But thank you for thinking of me. I appreciate that.

(he chuckles)

One million dollars.

Huh. What? - Yeah, that's right.

The winner gets one million dollars.

Cash, crypto, I don't care. Any way you want it.

You can finally take care of your pretty daughter in style.

But what kind of sanctioned event would pay that kind of money?

(he chuckles) Who says anything about sanctioned?

Next thing you'll be telling me it's a fight to the death, right?

(both men laugh) - Ha!

Well, yeah.

Big risk, big reward.

People rank you as one of the greatest,

and this is the once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

You should really think about it.

Sorry, nothing to think about.

That's not for me.

But thanks for the drink. I need to go.

This is my private cell number.

If you change your mind,

I'm gonna leave on my private jet tomorrow

and I will leave a seat for you. Okay?

Thanks for the offer. I need to go home.

Good night.

(siren approaching)

(soft pensive music)

Thanks.

Keep the change.

Bree, I'm home!

You know, this guy,

he wanted to fight me in, uh, in Eastern Europe. In a Kumite.

(he opens fridge)

Bree? You hungry?

(he opens a bottle)

Bree?

Bree?

(music becomes ominous)

No!

(he breathes heavily)

(sinister music)

Where are we going?

Where's my daughter?

Talk to me, please. What's going on here?

Hey!

What now?

(ominous music)

What is this place?

Where are we going? - Keep walking.

(music becomes tense)

Hey!

What's going on here?

You tell us.

Cause I'm not telling you shit!

I don't know who the fuck you are.

I don't know who the hell any of you are.

MAN: Well, hello!

What?

Welcome, fighters.

You're that son of a bitch who took my daughter!

Well, no need to come up. I'll come down.

This is such an honor to see so many champions in one place.

All of you have been selected to participate in the Kumite.

Many of you jumped at the opportunity to be part of

the most exclusive fighting tournament the world has ever seen.

And some of you needed a little persuasion.

Screw this!

I'm tired and I don't care about your stupid Kumite.

I want my wife back.

Return her now or I'm gonna rip your fuckin' head off!

Yeah, why wait?!

Jeez...

That's cold, man.

Yeah.

(thud)

What was that?

I-I don't know.

That was a gun shot. - No, no, no. It's gonna be okay.

Don't worry, okay? It's gonna be okay.

RON HALL: Well, you know what,

they wouldn't have made it past the preliminaries.

They were lower-class fighters.

Now listen to me.

I was hoping we can do this without this drama

and talk about the business opportunity.

Business opportunity?

You kidnapped our families. - And they're safe for now.

Where is my sister?

Be patient, my dear. Be patient.

And why am I the only female here?

Just for your entertainment? Your fucking game?

Hm?

Am I here to fight?

Or to serve drinks?

(she chuckles) I'm the top-ranking fighter in the European circuit.

And that's exactly why you are here.

Or are you afraid to fight these men? Are you?

I'm not afraid of anyone.

Later you will.

Now listen. The rules of the Kumite are very simple.

The winner gets one million dollars

and their loved ones back. Of course unharmed.

But you need to win. - And, um, what if we don't win?

You really wanna know? Anyway...

All of you can keep their cell phones, but you can't access the internet.

Local calls only.

There is a driver if you need to go into town to get supplies.

But don't bother going to the police, because they're working for me.

It's amazing what you can get in this country for money.

And I have more money than all of you, so don't even bother.

(she speaks French)

If you touch one hair of my sister, I promise...

Don't make any promises you can't keep.

All of you can test your skills in the ultimate combat in a week.

And there is a training center across from this building.

Now meet Chris here.

God bless his soul.

Anyway, Chris will take you to your rooms,

because I think the jet lag must be killing you.

Killed those two.

DRACKO: Wait!

(ominous music)

This is Dracko.

My champ.

Let me rephrase this.

My undefeated champion!

(music becomes menacing)

I kill you all.

(music becomes tense)

Good luck.

Well, there it is.

Welcome to your casa.

Bathroom to the left, wardrobe to the right.

Anything else?

What happened to your leg?

A misunderstanding with Mr. Hall.

Yet you still work for him? - I made a choice.

(he sighs) I chose to live.

Has anyone ever come close to beating Dracko?

No. But there is one man I believe knows how.

Who?

His name is Loren.

He knows how Dracko fights.

I have to meet him. - He's very much to himself, I...

I'll see if I can arrange it in the morning.

You should rest now. - No. Now.

I need to know what Loren knows. Take me to him, please.

Very well.

I'll meet you at the gym, in an hour.

Hey, what was that shooting noise? - BREE: What's going on?

GUARD: Quiet! Quiet!

You and you.

We are taking you to meet your husbands.

BREE: Take me to my dad! - JANICE: Take me to my sister!

BREE: Where are we going? - No, not you.

Why?

Wh-Why won't you take us to see our families?

(soft tense music)

Hi, I'm Lea.

Damon...

Spears.

So,

they got your sister?

Yeah.

What about you?

My wife.

This is bullshit. This is criminal.

They can't do this. It's not like we're living in the freakin' dark ages.

Gotta be somebody that can help. - Who?

Who?

I don't know.

So... - Gotta be somebody.

Don't get yourself killed.

(door opens and shuts) (soft tense music continues)

Hey. I'm not gonna get shot for being out here, am I?

No.

No?

Think you could give me a ride into town? I need to...

pick up some training gear.

Apparently.

Okay.

Okay.

(uneasy and tense music)

I wait for you. Be quick.

Okay.

Excuse me. Do you speak English...

by chance? - No.

No? Uh, police? Police station?

(she speaks Bulgarian)

Excuse me, sir. Do you speak English?

Yes. - Ah!

Um, the police station. Do you have any idea where it is?

Around the corner. - This corner right here.

Okay, alright. Thank you. Appreciate it. - Yes. Sure.

Excuse me, do you speak English? - Yes, of course.

May I help you? - I hope so.

My wife has been kidnapped.

And I just saw two guys get shot.

Where did this happen?

About thirty minutes outside of this town in a... in a castle.

Owned by this guy named Ron Hall.

Please come with me, sir.

I'm Detective Dobrev. Please take a seat.

Mr....

Spears. Damon Spears.

Now, how can I help you, Mr. Spears?

I'm being extorted.

My wife is being held hostage

and I'm being forced to fight in a Kumite.

Right.

Yes.

One moment.

(door creaks)

MICHAEL: This place looks depressing.

CHRIS: They call it 'adska dupka'.

Which means?

Hellhole.

So, where is he?

That's him.

The cleaner? - Yeah.

I'll wait outside.

Hey.

Good luck.

LOREN: What can I do for you?

My name is Michael.

I need to know what you know about Dracko.

I heard you... fought Ron Hall before.

That was a long time ago.

In a different lifetime.

Detective, what the...

Where have you been, man? I gotta get back.

Would you like a cup of coffee?

No, I don't want a damn cup of coffee! I...

I'm sorry. Look, I... - I understand.

We know about the Kumite.

You... You do?

This is not a secret around this area.

But you have to understand...

that there is nothing we can do.

(soft tense music) I was a champion of the Kumite.

And in those days the Kumite was so special.

Martial arts people came from all over the world to fight.

And then Ron Hall came.

And at the end of his matches, all his opponents he started to kill.

His family was so rich,

they would cover it up.

Then it was my time to fight.

And I refused to fight him.

And what happened then?

He killed my wife!

Right in front of me.

They took my daughter. - Oh my God.

Then he broke my leg.

Why didn't he just kill you?

I wish he would've.

But... I knew that my daughter was still alive.

And it gave me something to live for.

I just... wanted to... one day,

have an opportunity to take revenge.

Mr. Hall has power beyond ours.

We are a small police station.

We all have a family who lives here.

Ron Hall controls the underworld.

Where the hell am I? Wha...

What about the American Embassy here?

They go to his parties.

Some even attend tournament.

Jesus!

Ron believes that when a fighter has a loved one taken away from him,

they rise to the occasion.

But if I can beat Dracko,

it might give you your chance, right?

Will you help me train?

Teach me anything I can use.

At least let me show you what I can do.

Tomorrow.

Not here.

Another place.

I'm very sorry.

There is nothing we can do.

You're sorry?

(he laughs)

You're sorry?!

Wow!

Yeah. Yeah, you're sorry.

Coward!

(menacing musical sting)

I didn't help him.

If you had, we wouldn't be talking.

(door opens)

Hey, what happened to the women you took away?

(he chuckles)

How can we get out of here?

I don't know.

Bree, how old are you?

I'm sixteen.

Jeez, you're just a kid.

Is your husband a fighter?

Yeah.

My sister's a tournament fighter.

That's what this is all about!

I was at a tournament my dad had just won.

And then this huge guy approached my dad.

And there was something about him that creeped me out.

And what happened then?

Then I went home.

I was about to go to bed and...

well, this man broke in.

I saw his face right before everything went black.

And now I'm here.

So this is all about a tournament, it must be.

Yes.

(soft pensive music)

Shauna.

I gotta do it.

I just got to.

(music grows in intensity)

So, what do you think? - Dracko has a lot of weaknesses.

But to get to those weaknesses,

you're gonna have to take barrages of punishment.

Michael, to increase your speed, meet Lightning.

Lightning? - Yeah, you'll find out why.

(energetic music)

(fight sounds and groaning)

(he moans) (music subdues)

(he laughs) Now you see why he's called lightning.

Remember, the fastest distance between two points

is a straight line.

You gotta get off that straight line and then come back as thunder.

You got that? - Yeah.

Alright. Get it.

(music intensifies)

(fight sounds and groaning) (energetic music)

LOREN: See?

(he laughs) See?

Thank you.

(heavy breathing and groaning)

Guess the air conditioning must be busted.

Yeah, I guess.

Something I can help you with?

Nah, I just can't believe they've got women in this tournament.

Doesn't seem right.

I've been sparring guys since I was eight.

Beaten a ton of guys like you in tournaments.

No tournament like this.

You seen some of these monsters they got rounded up for this thing?

Yeah, I know. Technique is the key.

So they say.

I'm just telling you, if we get matched up,

I'm not gonna hold back.

You do realize we're on the same team?

Team? - Yeah.

What team? - Same team, same boat.

You're just like us. Prisoners!

I'm not a prisoner.

Ron Hall approached me and I jumped at the opportunity.

A million dollars. Nobody's keeping me from that.

(tense music grows in intensity)

I understand now.

Poor guy.

You're pathetic.

You say that to my face.

You are pathetic.

What?! - Hey, hey, hey! Hang on, hang on!

Hang on.

Are we fighting each other?

We should be trying to figure out a way to get rid of Ron Hall

and that... that pitbull of his.

Do what you want. Just don't get in the way of me and my money.

I don't give a damn about the million dollars.

All I care about is my wife.

Anybody gets in the way of that...

You ever think if you weren't such a coward

and agreed when Ron Hall approached you,

your wife would be safe and sound at home?

Stop! Stop! Stop it!

He's not worth it.

Agreed.

The hell with both of you.

See you at the tournament.

Nice fella.

Yeah.

I would say asshole.

Okay.

(tense music)

His power is similar to Dracko's.

Be careful.

(energetic music) - (fighter yells)

(fight sounds and groaning)

Stay off the center line, take an angle.

(energetic music continues) (fight sounds and groaning)

(tense music)

That's better.

Why the mats? - Because the stones will probably hurt.

(fight sounds and groaning)

(Loren laughs)

Boom!

Whoa!

(he laughs)

(he groans) - (he laughs)

Uh, and that fighter, he was called the Chameleon.

(he chuckles) I think you need to go see Jen.

(Michael groans)

(menacing music)

(he roars)

LOREN: You alright? - MICHAEL: Mm-hm.

Hey, Jen, this is Michael. Michael have a seat.

Hi, Jen. - Let me explain to you what Jen does.

Jen has extensive knowledge on medical herbs to heal the body.

And remember, we need your body healed for the Kumite.

Okay. - So listen to everything that she has to say to you.

Here. For you.

Ooh! That smells like shit!

(he laughs)

You won't care what it smells like when you feel the result.

Apply this... four times a day, okay?

Will do.

(tense music) (door opens)

You want your daughter back, huh?

Can you beat me? (he chuckles)

(door shuts)

(steps approaching)

(crickets chirping)

LEA: Hey!

Couldn't sleep either?

The doors don't lock, so I just had a visitor.

Who?

Dracko.

Trying to intimidate me.

I've never wanted to actually kill anyone before.

Ron Hall's the one you wanna kill.

Yeah, true. He's the only one who's responsible for all of this.

I tried to go to the cops when we first got here.

Really? And what happened?

They're either too corrupt or too scared to do anything about it.

He owns the town.

MAN: Hey! (door opens and shuts)

I'm loosing my shit. I tried to buy a gun.

I was just gonna wait for Ron Hall to show up and shoot him.

All of 'em.

You didn't tell me this.

What happened then?

Everybody in this damn town knows what's going on.

They know who Ron Hall is.

Nobody would sell me a gun.

They'd rather starve to death than go up against him.

I'm a realist.

Dracko? I can't beat him.

You don't have to.

You just have to survive.

If anyone of us wins, they'll free our families.

You really trust Ron Hall's word?

No. - And so what if Dracko wins?

Or if none of us are alive... at the end of the tournament?

We're all dead.

We gotta come up with a plan. Got any ideas?

(cell phone vibrates) (tense music)

RON HALL: Good evening, Damon, Michael, Lea.

As you may or may not have figured out by now, you are my investment.

You know, my most lucrative investment.

(he inhales) So I cannot afford that anything happens to you

or that you do anything stupid.

And so you're watching and listening to us now?

(he chuckles)

What kind of a businessman would I be if I didn't?

Where's my wife? I wanna see her.

How do I even know she's alive?

Where's my daughter?

I wanna see her.

They're with me and they're safe for now.

Just concentrate on your job and you can have them back.

I don't believe a fuckin' word you say, you piece of shit.

Oh, then believe this.

Dad! - Lea!

Damon, is that you?

Yeah, baby, it's me. Are-Are you alright? Are you hurt?

I'm fine, babe. I'm-I'm here with Janice and Bree.

We're okay.

They told me you're going to fight.

Yeah, baby, I don't have a choice.

Please take care of yourself.

Well, reunion over.

So, this should give you enough incentive to fight for their lives.

Now I want you to listen to me and listen to me really careful.

No matter if your loved one wins or loses...

If you live or die, that's up to me.

Now have a good night.

He's using our phones to track us.

Listening in on our conversations.

The whole place could be bugged.

I'll fight in the damn Kumite, you hear me, Ron!

There's no way he's releasing our loved ones.

They're witnesses, loose ends, just like we are.

Win, lose, they're not gonna let us live.

One more thing, don't mention anything in front of Marcus.

Yeah, he smells of rat.

MARCUS: Somebody mention my name?

What did I miss?

I'm turning in. - Me too.

Enjoy your night.

(soft rousing music)

Dracko is pumped full of steroids.

They hired a physician from the Soviet Union.

And I guarantee you, everything they put inside of his body

is to make him super strong.

So you get ready.

Dracko has weaknesses. Every man has a weakness.

We're gonna have to get through those weaknesses

by you training and understanding footwork,

distance, and knowledge and wisdom.

And you staying calm.

Michael, the key thing:

Dracko loves to break people's ribs.

You know what we've been practicing. If you tuck, you tuck,

breathe, inhale, exhale, you'll be able to take those punches.

And move off those punches and counter. This is really important.

And just remember this when you're out there fighting:

Most people, when they hear the name Dracko, they get scared.

You don't get scared.

Think about your daughter.

Put your daughter's face in your heart,

in your eyes,

and I guarantee you, it's gonna push you through.

Are you ready? - Yes, sir.

(energetic music)

Body catch! Body catch! Body catch! Body catch!

Body catch!

Come on!

That's it! Haha!

Body catch! Head catch!

Ha! Ha! Ha!

And one!

One, two!

Good. Watch me. One!

Alright! One, two!

Two! Give me two! Good.

Sidekick!

Body catch! Sidekick!

That's it.

Counter!

Alright.

Finish.

(menacing energetic music) (fight sounds and groaning)

(he roars)

RON HALL: Yeah!

(he chuckles)

Today... I got something different.

Why do I have a bad feeling? - (he chuckles)

No, I got somebody special I want you to meet.

This is Julie Jackson. She can help us with Dracko.

How? - I was Dracko's sensei.

And everything he knows, she taught him.

In other words, I could help you beat Dracko.

If he can be beat.

Did you hear what she said?

'If' he can be beaten.

(energetic music)

(he grunts)

(he groans)

(music subdues)

He's been going at it for a while.

Should I have him take a break? - No, he needs to go beyond.

Beyond what? - Everything.

When he's done training, send him my way.

Okay.

(energetic music continues)

Hey.

Loren said you wanna talk. - Yeah.

About Dracko.

Mm-hm.

You've known him a long time.

Since he was a little kid.

I pulled him out of this bloody pit after he killed a man.

I saw something in him.

You know, for a time he was like a son to me.

What happened?

Ron Hall happened.

He got his hooks into him with all his power and all his money.

Then he changed.

Wouldn't it be nice...

if this was Dracko's last Kumite?

What are you saying?

(menacing music) (fight sounds, yelling and grunting)

What is this, huh?!

Go back. Come on.

DRACKO'S OPPONENT: Yeah.

(fight sounds and groaning)

(Dracko roars)

What is this? Hm?

Is that all we got?

Couldn't find anybody else.

Double the money. He's ready.

(groaning and cries of pain)

(he roars) (crunching sound)

Here's some tip.

Get his nose fixed.

(he sighs)

You're a miracle worker, Jen.

(pensive music)

VIDEO ON PHONE: Okay.

♪ Happy birthday, dear Bree ♪

♪ Happy birthday to you ♪

(clapping and cheering)

(laughing)

(energetic music) (fight sounds and groaning)

You think that was hard? Well, Dracko's gonna hit you a lot harder.

In fact, I've seen it so many times.

He's gonna knock you out and you're gonna wanna give up.

And if you do, you die. And your daughter dies.

So at this moment you have to bring everything together.

All your energy, your spirit, your power.

For that one moment you rise

and knock his head off.

Do it!

(energetic music continues) (fight sounds and groaning)

(he moans)

That's it!

Good job.

Good job. - Now remember that.

LEA: Hey. - DAMON: Hey.

You okay?

Two days till the Kumite.

Saying it out loud makes it sound so... - Real?

I really need a break to recharge my body and...

get ready. Mentally.

You've done about as much preparation as you can, grasshopper.

Thank you.

What is this, a family meeting?

Taking your dogs for a walk, I see.

You're funny.

Now listen to me.

You're the only ones we had to pressure to compete.

Now, I admire your tenacity, though.

All of you.

We're in your Kumite.

Just let our families go. - No. Not yet.

I'll keep the bargaining chips where they are.

Where your loved ones go from here is entirely up to you.

He's right. You don't need to keep them here any longer.

Just let 'em go.

This isn't a Mexican standoff.

Remember what happened... to those two fighters?

I don't even know what their names were.

Now I suggest you go back to your room,

and I'm gonna check on my renovation.

"Running the Gauntlet" by Stan Bush playing

♪ There's no fear in your mind ♪

♪ Layin' your life on the line ♪

♪ All caught up in the thrill ♪

♪ The rush of goin' in for the kill ♪

♪ Pushin' your luck in overdrive ♪

♪ Fast enough to stay alive ♪

♪ A fearless fighter when you're out on the street ♪

♪ A born survivor when there's no retreat ♪

♪ You can live or die ♪

♪ Runnin' the gauntlet ♪

♪ The gauntlet ♪

♪ When you're in the fight ♪

♪ You know they'll try to knock you down ♪

♪ Oh, and even if you live to tell ♪

♪ You'll walk straight through the gates of hell ♪

♪ Keep your head down, don't get hit ♪

♪ Runnin' the gauntlet ♪

♪ On the line, too much at stake ♪

♪ But you don't dare to walk away ♪

♪ One more shot, lose or win ♪

♪ You're in the battle till the end ♪

♪ Oh, and even if you live to tell ♪

♪ You'll walk straight through the gates of hell ♪

♪ Keep your head down, don't get hit ♪

♪ Standin' strong, take what you get ♪

♪ You're a warrior who won't ever quit ♪

♪ Runnin' the gauntlet ♪

Today is the day.

(soft tense music)

(he breathes out)

(he breathes deeply)

(tense music grows in intensity)

Everything's gonna be alright. Just stay focused.

Okay.

(crowd murmurs)

This is a costume party.

(soft tense music)

People are gonna die and it's just fancy dress-up to them.

LOREN: There's a bunch of people with a lot of money

looking for some entertainment.

And Ron Hall has brought that to 'em.

And we're just their entertainment. - No!

We're more.

(laughter from the crowd)

(crowd cheers and applauds)

Welcome, ladies and gentlemen!

Welcome the Kumite fighters!

(crowd cheers, applauds and whistles)

Cheering! Applause!

It must be the tournament! It has to be!

You mean Damon's here? - And my father.

And your sister, Janice.

Help! - Let me out! Help!

In a day and age where there's hardly any thrills left,

I will bring you a tournament with the best fighters in the world

competing to become the Kumite champion!

(crowd cheers and applauds)

And some of them...

may die!

Right there, in front of your eyes.

(crowd cheers and applauds)

Help! - Help! Let me out!

Quiet!

Is this a Kumite going on? - Yes!

Is my father out there?

You should be quiet, little mouse.

A quiet little mouse gets to live longer.

(choked up) Please take me to my dad.

I promise I won't cause any problems. I'll just watch quietly.

Get off me!

Don't worry.

When this is over,

and your people are dead,

you will wish you could stay here.

(he chuckles)

The winner of the Kumite championship

will not only become the Kumite champion,

he will get one million dollars!

(crowd cheers)

Now let us begin

the battle of the last true gladiators.

The challenger:

Kurt Thornson!

(crowd cheers and applauds) - You've been waiting for this, man.

Come on. - I'm ready. Let's do this, okay?

Yeah, kick his ass, man. - Yeah.

Marcus, it's not gonna take long. - Get him.

(crowd cheers and applauds)

And the man of the hour, the man that needs no introduction,

our fighter, the champion: Dracko!

(crowd cheers, applauds and boos)

(tense music grows in intensity)

(he roars) (crowd cheers)

As it looks like,

we have a very special guest here with us today.

Julie Jackson!

The former sensei of Dracko.

Although it appears she's sitting on the wrong bench.

(laughter from the crowd)

RON HALL: Ooh! - (he giggles)

(laughter from the crowd) - (he roars)

(crowd cheers and applauds)

Prick. - RON HALL: There seems to be

no love lost between these two. (he laughs)

Now let's begin! - (crowd cheers and applauds)

(Dracko roars)

Ready? - Yeah!

Are you ready?

Come on! Fight!

(fight sounds and groaning) (crowd cheers)

(dark energetic music)

(he roars)

Kurt! Kurt!

(Dracko roars)

(crowd chants)

(he roars)

No! Stop the fight!

(crowd cheers)

(whistles from the crowd)

(he roars) - (cracking sound)

(crowd cheers) - No!

(crowd cheers and applauds)

(exultation)

You'll pay for this! - What the hell has happened to you?

(he roars)

(crowd cheers and applauds)

(tense music)

That was just straight-up murder.

This is what they came here for.

You must destroy him.

(crowd applauds, whistles and cheers)

(fight sounds and groaning) (energetic music)

(he roars)

(crowd cheers)

(he laughs)

Fight!

(fight sounds and groaning) (energetic music continues)

(calling out)

(cracking sound)

(cracking sound) - (he roars)

(crowd murmurs)

(music intensifies)

(he cries out in pain)

(he chuckles)

(crowd murmurs) - (hurt fighter cries out in pain)

(crowd applauds, whistles and cheers)

(energetic music) (crowd cheers and applauds)

(he roars)

(fight sounds and groaning)

(Damon cries out in pain)

(he roars)

(he roars)

Yes!

(crowd cheers and applauds) - Haha! Yeah!

(tense music)

(energetic music)

(fight sounds and groaning)

(both cry out)

(crowd cheers and applauds)

Fight!

(energetic music)

(fight sounds and groaning)

Yeah!

(crowd murmurs)

(crowd cheers and applauds)

(mumblings)

(energetic music)

(fight sounds and groaning)

(he roars) - Wow!

(crowd cheers)

(he roars)

(crowd chants)

(crowd cheers and applauds)

(tense music)

(crowd chants)

(crowd applauds, whistles and cheers)

(crowd chants)

You ready?

Fight!

(energetic music)

(fight sounds and groaning)

(crowd cheers)

(shouting)

Be like the snake!

(crowd cheers)

Come on!

Yeah!

(crowd cheers and applauds)

(tense music)

(crowd cheers and applauds)

(he cackles) What a great start today!

Do you want the Kumite to continue tomorrow?

Yes! Yes! Yes!

CROWD (chanting): Yes! Yes! Yes!

Yes! Yes!

I'll see you tomorrow.

(crowd cheers and applauds)

(dark music)

(he breathes heavily)

Who am I kiddin'?

I can't beat him.

(dramatic percussive sting)

(he roars)

(he roars)

(menacing crescendo)

(he roars)

No!

(he laughs and roars)

Fuck you!

(dark, menacing growling sounds)

(he breathes heavily)

Time to rise and shine, sunshine! - (he moans)

Come on, you gotta get up. Jen is here, to help you.

She's got some ointment that's gonna make your body feel so much better.

Come on, let's go.

Hi. - How are you doing?

Uh...

So this stuff smells like shit too?

You wish. This stuff makes the other stuff smell like perfume.

(in disgust) Oh! What the fuck is that?

It's derived from bull testicle.

Really?

No.

LOREN: Michael.

The fights are gonna get tougher.

Are you ready?

I need to see your heart, I need to see your soul,

I need to see everything you've got inside your body.

I need to see it all come out.

We're gonna go through these new techniques,

and I need to see your mind and your will come together as one.

As one unit, so we can go do the things we need to do.

Michael, are you ready? - Yes, sir.

No, look at me. Are you ready?!

Yes, sir.

Let's go.

Let's go.

(soft pensive music)

(knock at the door)

It's me, Damon.

Come in.

Come and sit.

Sorry, I didn't mean to disturb you.

It's okay.

Just trying to... bring my energy into balance.

You know, a place like this has a way of disrupting it.

Yeah.

So?

I don't think any of us can beat Dracko.

I'm just being a realist.

Come on.

If you wanna give up, do. I'm not.

I'm not talking about giving up. I'm thinking about our families.

So, what are you talking about? - I'm talking about plan B.

Whichever one of us gets eliminated first,

if they're still alive,

goes to find our families. All eyes will be on the Kumite.

I'm in. - Yeah?

But how will we find… - We know they're some place close.

I saw a guard going into the basement the other day with food trays, so...

It's the only thing that makes sense.

But the bodyguards have guns. - Yeah.

But there's not that many of 'em.

And right now they're focused on protecting Ron Hall's rich buddies.

True.

(energetic music)

(fight sounds and groaning)

(crowd cheers and applauds) - (he roars)

And now, we have Marcus...

and Dracko! - (crowd cheers and applauds)

Fight!

(he roars)

(dark energetic music)

(fight sounds and groaning)

MARCUS: Come on, Dracko!

(he roars)

(he roars)

(crowd cheers and applauds)

CROWD (chanting): Dracko! Dracko! Dracko!

(he roars)

(tense music)

(crowd cheers)

CROWD: Oh! - MICHAEL: No!

Wait! Stop the fight! Stop the fight!

(crowd cheers) - Stop it!

No! - JULIE: Michael!

(boos from the crowd)

(Dracko roars)

Dracko, you'll get your chance.

Ladies and gentlemen,

I promised you a battle of the gladiators,

and this is what you are getting here today.

Now, next up:

Damon Spears

and Lea Martin! - (crowd cheers and applauds)

Now get 'em off!

Fight!

(energetic music)

(fight sounds and groaning)

(cracking sound)

(Damon breathes heavily and sighs in pain)

(crowd applauds and chants)

(crowd cheers)

CROWD (chanting): Kill him! Kill him! Kill him!

Finish him.

I said finish him!

(crowd murmurs and goes quiet)

(boos and shouting from the crowd)

It's this side, yeah.

Just do it. Okay. Just do it. - Relax, okay? Relax.

Relax.

Relax. - (he sighs in pain)

Relax.

Just do it. Just do it. - Relax!

(cracking sound) - (Damon yelps)

Good. - Ow!

(whispers) Get up. - (he breathes heavily and sighs)

(crowd cheers)

(energetic music)

(fight sounds and groaning)

CROWD: Oh!

(she laughs hysterically)

(tense music) (crowd murmurs)

Great job. - Well done.

Thank you, sir.

(cheers from the crowd)

What's going on? - What's going on is that fighter

was in the finals of the last Kumite.

Dracko beat him, but it was a long, grueling, hard fight.

You beat the same fighter in half the time. - ...in half the time.

Yeah? - Mm-hm.

Tomorrow night, we have three more fights.

Two semi-finals.

And the winner out of those will be the Kumite champion

and gets... - CROWD: One million dollars!

One million dollars! One million dollars! - (crowd cheers and applauds)

Yeah!

(knock at the door)

Ah. - Hi.

Looking for me? - Mm-hm.

(Damon sighs)

Okay...

How are you?

Ready.

Hey, you did what you had to out there.

Besides, this is an old injury. (he clicks)

Pops out every now and again.

Still, it doesn't make me feel… - Tomorrow.

What? - Tomorrow,

when everyone's at the finals, I'll find 'em.

Okay.

Okay.

Okay.

I will join you.

If I'm still alive.

Goodnight! - Goodnight.

(dark, tense music)

Now listen.

Millions...

have been raised.

Everything is riding on tomorrow's bet.

I want Michael Rivers

to have a hard time tomorrow. Do you understand?

(door opens)

(soft tense music) (crickets chirping)

Take me to town, please.

Okay.

(tense music)

(slicing sound) (Michael groans)

Good luck for tomorrow.

(Michael groans)

Ah, shit!

I need to talk to you about the Kumite.

Sorry, I can't help you with this.

I think you can.

This might hurt.

(Michael groans) (pensive music)

Ah, shit.

Michael, what do you think of this?

Why do you think they're doing this? - I don't know.

They know you're gonna win this fight. - (he winces in pain)

You know what we're gonna do with this? We're gonna use it as a decoy.

I can't fight like this. - Yes, you can fight like this!

I can't. - We're gonna make 'em go for this.

What do you mean you can't? - I can't fight.

You can't fight what?!

All that training, all the things that we've done,

and you're gonna give up? Hold on.

(Michael winces in pain) - Don't think about yourself.

If you think about yourself right now, you're not gonna get your daughter back.

Michael, they killed my wife right in front of me.

They got my daughter! And now they've got yours!

And look what they tried to do.

Now what are you gonna do? Give up?

Just because you've got a cut on your arm?

Your daughter should mean more to you than that arm.

Go through this!

Tell me something. Tell me something. I need to know that you're ready.

Michael, look at me. Are you gonna give up?

No. - No. Are you ready?

I'm ready. - You ready?

Yeah! I'm getting my daughter back.

Alright, let's go.

Let's go. Let's get her. - Let's go get her.

Alright. - Good.

There's no turning back.

(tense music) (crowd cheers, applauds and whistles)

Tut-tut.

Fight!

(energetic music)

(fight sounds and groaning)

(energetic music becomes darker)

(Lea cries out)

You like that, baby, right?

Mm-hm.

(Lea cries out in pain)

(tense music)

(crowd murmurs)

No.

I know why.

You do? - Of course.

(boos and cheers from the crowd) - (he roars)

(outcries from the crowd)

Fight!

(energetic music) (fight sounds and groaning)

(crowd cheers)

(crowd cheers)

(fighter cries out in pain)

(Michael roars)

(crowd cheers) - (fighter cries out in pain)

(crowd murmurs) (tense music)

Sorry I'm late. - Ow!

This looks bad. - Just do what you can.

(crowd applauds)

JEN: Shit.

(crowd cheers) (tense music)

We have our two finalists.

Ladies and gentlemen,

we will have a 30-minute intermission

for the fighters to compose themselves

and get ready for hell!

Hell! - CROWD: Yeah!

Hell! Hell!

Ah! You made it!

You thought I would let you have all the fun to yourself?

I got this, you stay here. - Yeah, the hell you do.

And if you try and stop me,

I'm gonna kick your ass more than the guards, okay?

Lea, okay, well, you can come. Just try not to get yourself killed.

Let's go. - For God's sake.

(tense music) - Woo!

Ladies and gentlemen!

This is the moment we've all been waiting for.

The final battle of the gladiators.

To the right, our champion...

CROWD: Dracko!

(crowd applauds, cheers and whistles)

And to the left,

I must say, relentless challenger...

Michael Rivers!

(meager cheers and applause)

Stay focused. This is why you've been training.

This is our time.

(he groans)

Wolf!

RON HALL: The winner will walk away...

Wolf!

...with... - CROWD: One million dollars!

(crowd cheers)

RON HALL: And the loser...

may not walk away at all. - (crowd laughs)

Let the battle begin!

(crowd cheers and applauds)

Remember what I told you.

(dark energetic music)

(fight sounds and groaning)

(Dracko roars) - (Michael cries out in pain)

(crowd cheers)

Come on. - (he roars)

(tense music)

Come on. Where are they?

(yelling) - Here!

(screaming)

Shauna! - BREE: Help!

Speak to me! - Are you okay? Are you alright?

It's good to see you. - You okay? You're not hurt?

(mumblings) - Where's my dad?!

It's okay. - We'll take you to him. Okay.

We're gonna get you outta there. Hang on. We'll take you to your dad.

LEA: Please don't move! - Hang on, hang on!

(mumblings) - Ça va? Ça va?

DAMON: Hang on, hang on! - LEA: Where is the fucking key?!

She'll be okay. - I think I got it! I think I got it!

BREE: Hurry! - (mumblings)

Look out!

(shrieking) (fight sounds and groaning)

(dark energetic music)

(fight sounds and groaning)

(he cries out in pain)

(dark energetic music continues) (fight sounds and groaning)

(crowd cheers)

(he roars)

(crowd cheers)

Come on!

(Wolf roars)

(shouts indistinctly)

(tense music)

LEA: Go! Come on, come on!

DAMON: Come on! Let's go!

Go! - (he moans)

(he roars)

(dark energetic music) (fight sounds and groaning)

CROWD: Ooh!

(tense music) - Dad!

(pensive music)

Get up!

JULIE: He's gonna knock you out and you're gonna wanna give up.

And if you do, you die. And your daughter dies.

So at this moment you have to bring everything together.

All your energy, your spirit, your power.

For that one moment you rise.

You explode and you knock his damn head off.

Bree! - Dad!

Are you okay?

Yes, I'm okay.

Dad, we need to get out of here.

Remember.

You always told me, any fighter can be beaten any time.

Now do that.

For both of us.

(he roars) - (tense music)

Okay.

Michael, it's time!

(crowd cheers) (energetic music)

Yes! - Oh!

Yeah!

(Dracko cries out)

(cracking sound)

(he yells)

(music becomes calmer)

Woo! Yes!

(tension rises in music)

Watch out, Dad! Watch out!

(cracking sound)

(dead silence)

Yeah!

Yeah! Woo! - Yeah!

(crowd cheers and applauds)

(whistles from the crowd)

Yeah!

Yes!

Thank you. - JULIE: Good job.

(mumblings)

Ron Hall.

(quiet murmurs from the crowd)

(footsteps approaching)

You're all under arrest! Boys! - (screaming and shouting)

(tense music)

(dark energetic music) (fight sounds and groaning)

(cracking sound)

(tense music)

Men! Take them away!

(pensive music)

You're a cop?! - Undercover.

You son of a bitch! What took you so long?

My mistake.

I had to wait for all the muckety-mucks to show up so I could arrest them all.

(he chuckles)

You gotta be kiddin' me.

(tense music) (police sirens)

(police radio chatter)

(dark energetic music) (fight sounds and groaning)

(tense music) - (he laughs) So it's personal now?

Yes, it is.

So many years you made me suffer.

You killed my wife! You took my daughter!

Now you pay!

(dark energetic music)

(Ron cries out in pain)

(Ron moans in pain)

(cracking sound)

(Ron shouts indistinctly)

(he squeals)

(tense music)

Loren! No!

Don't do it.

(pensive music)

He's not worth it.

Kurt was my partner.

We did underground fights for years to get here.

I'll find your daughter for you.

You will have your life back.

Just leave him... to me.

Ron Hall, you're under arrest.

Anything you say can and will be used against you.

Fuck you too!

Thank you, sir. - Thank you.

It's finally over.

Not sure.

Ron Hall awakened an appetite in people for events like this.

And where there's money...

There will be more like him.

But at least it's Ron Hall's last Kumite.

Just so you know it: You can't fight for shit.

(he laughs)

(tense music)

(he coughs)

(he giggles)

You disgust me.

(he retches)

(pensive music)

WOMAN: Dad?

Angelica?

Angelica!

Angelica!

"Judgement Day" by Nitelost playing

♪ Would you come with me tonight To a place we all believe in ♪

♪ Where shadows dance between the lights And the days are just a feeling ♪

♪ I gave my all to make it here Holding on from the beginning ♪

♪ Can you see it? ♪

♪ And though my heart knows no fear I can feel its faster beating within me ♪

♪ I need you I'll find you ♪

♪ No one will take you away from me ♪

♪ Heartbroken Cut open ♪

♪ With only one thing left to say ♪

♪ This is your Judgement Day ♪

♪ I don't know how, I don't know why Fate never gave me any aces ♪

♪ Dealing with ghosts from years ago Haunting me, hiding their faces ♪

♪ Oh ♪

♪ Every fight, every word, every moment ♪

♪ Every star in the sky is silent now ♪

♪ How can a world so full of life Feel so lonely? ♪

♪ Oh ♪

♪ Are you ready now ♪ to face destiny? ♪

♪ This is your Judgement Day ♪

♪ I need you I'll find you ♪

♪ No one will take you away from me ♪

♪ I'm coming Stop running ♪

♪ I swear I will find you some day ♪

♪ This is your Judgement Day ♪