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(jet engine roaring)

(energetic synth music)

(cheering)

- [Announcer] Welcome to the 1989 world championship

of free fighting.

Today, for your viewing and gambling pleasure,

we've assembled some of the top names

in the world of martial arts.

(thumping rock music)

Back to defend his title as the current world champion,

Chang Lee, known as the Vietnamese Cobra!

Representing the traditional Japanese art of sumo

is the dreaded Yokozuna.

From Europe, we have that towering colossus,

over two meters tall, the Black Panther!

The skill, strength, and ferocity of today's competitors

is beyond description.

It's going to be a fight to the finish,

where the survival of the loser cannot be guaranteed.

The stakes and the bets are high, sky high.

This tournament is sure to be talked about

for years to come.

So get those bucks ready to put down

on your favorite fighters.

Cheer loud, step heavy, and enjoy, enjoy, enjoy!

(clamoring)

(shouting)

(cheering)

(crunching)

(jeering)

(upbeat synth music)

(cheering)

(yelps)

(growls)

- Up, up!

- Why don't you get shorter?

- Up, up, up.

Up, up.

Up, up.

(grunting)

(cheering)

(screaming)

(chattering)

(laughter)

(cheering)

(grunts)

(growling)

(suspenseful rock music)

(horn honks)

(cheering)

(raucous cheering)

(speaking in foreign language)

(melancholy music)

- It is late.

You enjoy watching that dumb TV than spending time with me.

You were stronger then, no one was a match for you, but

you can't be like you were before.

- [Kai] I know, but I--

- I will meet my successor.

I'm sick of it.

You spend all your time fighting.

It's hard to live with you.

Do you know, I can't sleep without this.

(cheering)

You can't make money from this dream.

Why don't you sell this dream and find yourself a real job?

(door slams)

(energetic rock music)

(whooping)

(shouts)

- Money, money!

Money!

You stupid punks!

(whooping)

(laughing)

- You the best! (laughs)

Great, hey.

- So who the fuck are you?

- Good evening, Sensei. - Yeah.

- You're back?

I have good news for you!

You know Mr. Ling, owner of Wong Chai market?

- Yeah.

- I've been asking him if there's a good job for you.

He told me today there's an opening in one of his companies.

- Tell him I don't want it.

- What?

- Hey yo, come in!

- What a fucking dump.

- Stop!

Look after him for a while.

Let's see if he becomes anything.

- How dare you?

You bring in a stranger and tell me to look after him?

Besides, now you say you don't want the job!

What are you thinking?

- I-- - Enough!

I don't care what you do, anything!

- What's up her ass?

(cheering)

Wow!

I wanna master it!

Will you teach me how to do all these things, Sensei?

If I knew how to do this, I could beat the shit

out of anybody! - Wait.

Don't get it wrong.

I don't think...

Suzie.

Suzie.

Are you there?

Suzie?

(melancholy music)

Hey, Mr. Chen.

- [Chen] Hi, Cousin!

I haven't seen you for a long time.

- Yeah, eat anything that you like.

- I wouldn't feed this shit to a dog!

- What you say?

- [John] I wasn't talking to you, old man.

- [Kai] Mr. Hank.

- Hear your wife has left.

- Yeah.

- She called me, she's gonna ask for a divorce.

- I see.

- What do you say?

- There's nothing I can do.

- Look, I understand your ambition.

Is he your successor?

Kai, he's no good, and you know it.

- You bastard!

(melancholy music)

(grunting)

(chuckling)

- Wait, pay for it!

- You want something?

(crashing)

- Mama!

(shouts)

Mama!

(screaming)

Ina!

Ina, Ina!

Don't touch me, don't touch me!

(shrieks)

Ina!

(yelps)

(energetic rock music)

(shouting)

Mama!

Mama!

- Oh, you bitch!

(screaming)

(snapping)

- Mama!

- You're not bad.

For a girl, that is.

(shouts)

(growling)

- [Patron] What the fuck?

- [Bald Thug] Hey, old man!

- Yes? - Eggs benedict!

- [Manager] Yes!

- You gonna fight in the free fighting championship?

- You mean real?

- I may not win, but I'm gonna come in the top three.

(laughing) - Wow!

- Let's celebrate now!

- We know you're going to win.

- Cheers!

(yelps)

Oh, that's nice.

- [Red Suit Thug] Oh, nice, baby.

- Would you join us?

- No thank you.

- Come on, come on!

(screams)

- You, don't you know who we are?

(cackles)

- Stop!

(yelps)

- Hey man, fuck you!

- Ryu! - What are you doing?

Mind your own business.

Leave her alone.

Let's get out of here.

(shouts)

- Money, money!

He's from Kai's gym.

(phone rings)

(screaming)

- [Milly] Somebody help me!

(crashing)

Help me, God!

(clucking)

(shouting)

- I got a killer punch, haven't I?

- You are best!

- Show him arm!

- I should break this!

- Showing off in front of a girl.

Guy like you disgusts me.

(grunts)

(shouting)

- Wrong guy?

- [John] Sensei, kill him!

Kill him!

- Are you one of them?

(grunts)

Millie!

(shouting)

(tires screech)

- Oh my god!

- Go! - Oh, Ryu!

- It's okay.

- I'm sorry for what he's done to you.

He's a student of mine.

- [Ryu] You can't say he's a very good student.

- Wait, wait.

Where did you learn those moves?

- I learned it from my father who died

when I was a little boy.

- Ryu, let's go.

(upbeat music)

- You are?

Me?

Learn the martial arts at your gym?

You must be joking.

- No, I am serious.

You have a talent for it.

You said your father was a martial artist.

I'm sure his talent runs in your blood.

- Whatever you say, I'm not going to do martial arts.

It's just my mom and me, and I have my basketball.

I wouldn't have been accepted to the college university

without the scholarship I got from playing basketball.

- Are you a top player?

- Well, I do my best, but I can't tell if I am.

- I know you could be the best in the world of martial arts.

I'm sure of it.

- Ryu! - If only you trained with me.

- Thanks, but no thanks.

- Mr. Ryu!

I'm not giving up.

(whimsical music)

(chattering)

(sighs)

(chuckling)

- [Hiuga] You have some admirers, don't you?

- [Ryu] That's right.

- Your father was a very famous martial artist, right?

And it's in your blood.

- No, I won't do it.

I know enough skills to protect Milly,

and that's all I need.

(gentle music)

- Did you really say all those things to your manager?

- Yes.

- Oh, Ryu.

- I mean it.

I don't need to go to his gym.

I know how to protect you.

- Do you mean it?

- [Ryu] Yeah.

- [John] Are you two lost?

- Who is it?

(tense music)

You again, you never learn.

(scraping)

- I never make the same mistake twice.

- Run, Millie, run!

- Ryu!

- I'm all right, come on, go, go!

Go!

Go, go, go!

(screaming)

(grunting)

(banging)

- (groans) Who is it?

Yes?

Oh my god.

Ryu, what happened?

Are you all right?

Ryu!

(gasps)

John, that bastard!

I'm ashamed of taking him in my gym.

I'm very sorry.

- Sensei.

(somber music)

- What?

What did you say?

- Sensei, teach me all the fighting techniques you know,

please.

That's why I came here.

Thank god they didn't hurt Millie.

But if they...

I want to be stronger, I have to.

I won't forgive them.

- [Kai] No, I will not teach you.

You just want revenge.

- Sensei.

- I will not.

(whimsical music)

(grunting)

- What's wrong, Ryu?

You're not yourself.

- I'm sorry.

- I hear you haven't been getting along very well

with Millie.

- Right now, there are more important things

on my mind than Millie.

- Kai Sensei, isn't it?

(horns honk)

(chatting in foreign language)

- [Ryu] Sensei.

- Come on, follow me!

(inspiring synth music)

A fighter never believe in while attacking.

But you must believe

in your opponent's energy.

You understand?

- Yes.

Don't step back, okay?

Angle, and step away.

Okay.

Try this.

No, don't step back!

Okay, one more.

Good!

- Thanks. - Okay.

(ticking)

Yeah.

This is basic understanding of martial arts.

(grunts)

(shouts)

(shouting)

Stand up!

Kick!

Try this one.

(shouts)

(thunder cracks)

Don't give up!

Higher!

Ryu. - Yes?

- How do you feel now about getting revenge?

Do you still want it?

- No, Sensei, I don't care about them anymore.

I enjoy training, although it's very hard.

- What you learn from me should not end in revenge.

You will have the chance to prove yourself.

- [Ryu] What chance?

- World championship.

(clamoring)

(horns honk)

You must be...

- Stop him!

(melancholy music)

You mustn't let him practice martial arts anymore, please.

Please.

Please!

Please.

Ryu's not a fighter, he's a warm and caring person.

You may have been a champion fighter in your days,

but how can you ask the same from Ryu?

He doesn't belong in the ring.

- Millie, you are wrong!

I am not forced to do it.

I enjoy training.

I look forward to compete

with the fighters who trained themselves like me.

- I don't wanna see you fighting and bleeding again!

I can't bear the thought of you getting hurt!

You look at me.

Do you want to lead this kind of life?

Oh god, I can't.

No.

(chatting)

- This is too easy.

Ken, John, and Nick, come here.

(shutters click)

(shouting)

(grunts)

(shouts)

(solemn music)

(sobs)

- What's the matter?

Are you afraid of Lee?

He's good, isn't he?

- Yes, I am afraid.

(sniffs)

- What's this?

- My father would wear this around his head

whenever he fought.

When I was six years old,

I had a match against a boy

three years older than me.

It was the first time I fought somebody

since my father started teaching me

the martial arts.

That morning, I was so scared,

I felt my legs shaking.

Then my father tied this around my head, and said, "Go."

Suddenly, I wasn't afraid anymore.

And I won.

My first fighting match in my life.

It was an easy win.

(shouting)

- Okay, next technique.

Jump!

(shouts)

Take them off.

(shouts)

You must have complete control,

mind, body, and soul in harmony.

- You want me to tell him

to give up fighting in the competition?

I can't, he trained so hard for tomorrow.

He's determined.

- That scares me.

I don't know why, but I'm so scared.

- [Hiuga] Don't worry.

(shouts)

(energetic music)

- One, two, one, two, three, four, around!

Again, and drive it all around!

Yes!

And drive it around!

Again, and one, two, around!

Around!

And side to side, and two, and three, and four!

And one, and two, again, again, around.

Around, and side to side,

and one, and two, and three, and four!

(cheering)

(clamoring)

(shouting)

(raucous cheering)

- No, no, no!

No, no!

No, no, no!

(shouts)

(growls)

(clamoring)

(whistling)

(cheering)

(shouts)

(raucous cheering)

- You have Lee for the next match,

but don't be afraid.

You can make it, okay?

(gentle music)

- Okay.

(applauding)

(gong sounds)

- Fight!

(jeering)

(tense synth music)

(shouts)

(cheering)

(chanting)

(cheering)

- Ryu, come on, kick!

Ryu!

Ryu, come on, kick!

Ryu!

(tense synth music)

(shouts)

(jeering)

- Ryu!

(chanting)

- Stop, stop!

(suspenseful music)

(chanting)

(sirens wail)

- Let me through!

Let me through, let me through, Ryu!

Ryu!

(gasps)

(sorrowful music)

Not Ryu.

It can't be, it can't be true.

Ryu, no, please.

(sobs)

No, Ryu, please, no.

- I'm very sorry.

- I will never forgive you!

- I never thought...

- You did this to him.

You killed him!

You murderer!

You bastard!

- No, you are too drunk!

- A drink!

- [Vendor] Kai, it's no good!

Kai Sensei, the other night,

you told me you stopped drinking.

Now, why, why? (chuckles)

- Did I say that?

- Well, if it isn't Mr. Death.

(grunts)

You know, I'm lucky I didn't stick around with you,

or I might've ended up like that other guy.

What was his name, Blue?

- Hey, stop that!

- You stay out of this!

I'm just pointing out a fact.

Ain't I, Mr. Death?

- Are you deaf?

- You owe us something.

Pay for it.

- Yeah.

(chuckles)

- Come on, old man!

(shouts)

(grunts)

(solemn music)

- Water!

Bring me a glass of water!

Ryu!

Please!

Ryu!

Some water, please!

Ryu.

(horns honk)

(somber music)

- Long time, no see.

I heard the rumors about your latest beloved student.

- It's over.

- I'm married again.

I'm Mrs. Ling now, wife of a company president.

- Fine, bye.

- I'm glad I divorced you.

It disgusts me just to think of us being together now!

(tense music)

- [John] Can't fuck around with me, asshole!

(laughing)

- Your gym needs cleaning.

- Jack?

Are you Jack?

- It's been three years since I saw you the last time.

- What do you want?

(coughs)

- Awful.

- You left me three years ago.

Why come back now?

- [Jack] Free Fighting Association sent me here.

- The association sent you?

(chuckles)

- They've been trying to contact you for several weeks,

so they asked me to find you.

- What for?

- They give you the right to fight,

so you can compete with Lee's gym.

- With Lee?

- Must be a special action after that accident.

But I know what they think.

Killer Lee's gym versus victim Kai's gym.

So they can sell a lot of tickets.

But you have no one who can match Lee.

Or do you come back and fight against Lee?

If so, I'm willing to train you again.

I'm just kidding.

Who wants to train a bum like you?

(laughs)

(ship horn blares)

- Mr. Hiuga.

- Oh, hello.

- How pretty.

- I didn't bring them.

Mr. Kai brought them when I came.

He left without saying a word.

- I don't want his flowers.

What? - Don't.

It makes Ryu sad.

- It makes Ryu sad?

These flowers from a man who dragged him into a fight

and made him lose his life?

- For Ryu, they're offered by his father.

- What?

(somber music)

- Ryu often told me why he worked at my restaurant.

Mr. Kai is my father.

He trains me again.

Trains where I lacking skill,

where I lacking spirit.

(upbeat jazz music)

(chatting)

(groans)

- How long are you going to stay there

feeling sorry for yourself?

(solemn music)

(hiccups)

It's hard for me to see you like this.

What you taught Ryu changed his life,

because he looked up to you.

You were the only one who gave him the courage

for him to believe in himself.

And now you don't even believe in yourself.

So was everything you taught a lie?

Was all this for nothing?

How can you just throw yourself away?

The last thing Ryu would've expected was for you to give up.

(sobs)

(crunching)

(heart beating strongly)

(inspiring synth music)

- Is he serious?

Fight against Lee?

He must be crazy.

Lee will kill him.

(grunts)

(shouts)

(shouts)

- Okay! - Come on, kick!

Get up, get up, get up!

Come on, kick!

Get up, get up!

Come on, kick!

(groans)

Get up!

Come on! (shouts)

Ah, shit.

Not bad.

(driving synth music)

(grunts)

(growls)

- [Reporter] Mr. Lee, how do you feel about competing

in the championships now, after what happened to Mr. Ryu?

- I am not done by killing a man.

I will send the guy

to where Ryu is now.

(inspiring synth music)

(groans)

(shouts)

(solemn music)

(cheering)

(groans)

- Beat!

Yeah!

(applauding)

- Okay, come on.

- [Announcer] And now, ladies and gentlemen, at long last,

the match you've all been anxiously waiting for.

The final fight to determine

who will become the new world free fighting champion.

Will it be the current title holder,

the fierce Vietnam-born Chang Lee,

the fighter who, in this very ring just two years ago,

shocked the martial arts world

by sending his young opponent to meet an early death?

Or will it be the championship title holder of 10 years ago,

Masahiko Kai, instructor and friend of that young lad

killed by Chang Lee?

Chang Lee is overwhelmingly favored to win,

but armed with a grudge and fueled by a desire for revenge,

Kai just might surprise and succeed in his attempt

to make that miraculous comeback.

So ladies and gentlemen, place your bets,

sit back, and get ready

for what's certain to be the fight of the century!

- Who is hero?

- [Crowd] You, Chang Lee!

(chuckles)

- I'll kill him!

- You are the man!

(chanting)

- What is odds?

- Nine to one.

- As expected.

- [Spectator] Come off of it, this time Kai is finished!

(suspenseful music)

- He cannot win! - Kill him!

- [Spectator] Kill him, Chang Lee, kill him!

You will win, kill him, Chang Lee, kill him!

Oh Kai, go home!

- [Woman] Way to go!

(tense synth music)

(chanting)

- Fight!

(cheering)

(chanting)

(shouts)

(raucous clamoring)

(grunting)

(chanting)

- Chang Lee, Chang Lee!

(groans)

(jeering)

(whistling)

(grunts)

(cheering)

(solemn music)

- The last thing Ryu would've expected

was for you to give up.

(jeering)

(grunting)

- [Spectator] Kill him, Lee, kill him, Lee!

Kill him!

(cheering)

(shouts)

(raucous jeering)

(grunting)

(shouts)

(hisses)

(groans)

(uplifting music)

(crowd applauds)

(shouts)

♪ Open your eyes ♪

♪ What can you see ♪

♪ I see the broken heart ♪

♪ Lost in this dark city ♪

♪ Open your eyes ♪

♪ What can you see ♪

♪ Your dreams come true ♪

♪ You can dream ♪

♪ You are doing okay ♪

♪ So goodbye, goodbye ♪

♪ You are free ♪

♪ You can be gentle again ♪

♪ Like you used to be ♪

♪ Goodbye, goodbye ♪

♪ You are free, oh yeah ♪

♪ You can be gentle again ♪

♪ You used to be ♪

♪ Goodbye, goodbye ♪

♪ You are free, oh yeah ♪

♪ You can be gentle again ♪

♪ You used to be ♪

♪ Now open your eyes ♪

♪ And tell me what can you see ♪

♪ Just remember ♪

♪ Everybody ♪

♪ Like you ♪