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(exalted music)

(moves into dramatic music)

(grunting)

(quick snaps)

(fighters grunting) (flesh hitting flesh)

(warlike music)

(air whooshing)

(quick snaps)

Never turn your eyes on that which is bad,

that which is ill, that which is wrong,

nor listen in to things evil,

things that are bad, things that are wrong.

Never speak what is lies or what is bad.

(laughs)

(grunts) (drawers slam)

(knocking at the door)

Never turn your eyes on (servant laughs)

that which is bad or that which is ill.

Master!

Master!

Some tea!

So it's you, Achin.

I thought it was granddad.

You scared me.

Master, that stuff you were reading just now,

everything seems wrong.

Who cares?

(air whooshing)

Master, master, please don't practice.

Go back and study.

If your granddad knows, he'll get mad.

Hey, well he won't know,

unless you tell him.

Now, the saying is, what a man don't know

cannot then hurt him.

My father, he taught me that.

Listen.

Your granddad wants you to learn,

and he told me to see you do.

He's trouble.

What is it?

Here it is.

I'll read.

"To leave one's home alone is silence,"

"is hard to bear, for those who must go,"

"those who stay also grieve,"

"for the one dear to their heart who must depart."

(laughs)

This is it, I'll read it again.

No need.

I know it.

Hey, master, you really do?

Of course.

Let's hear it.

Right.

Listen.

To move one's fist fast.

(Achin screams)

High kicks, (quick snaps)

(Achin cries out)

and lock Achin in the study.

(Achin cries out) (quick snaps)

Ah.

How nice your hair is here, look.

Ugh, smells bad too.

Master, it just needs a wash.

Wouldn't you be better off bald then?

Huh?

Oh no!

Master, don't!

Oh no!

Master!

(ominous music)

Granddad.

Ah-Chung, what is this?

Well,

he needed a haircut, so I was cutting it.

Nonsense!

You're in here to study!

Achin!

Master!

That essay, has he learned it yet?

Well, more or less.

That essay was written by the famous writer,

Chang Chimuan.

It's good.

Ah-Chung, you really know it?

Oh sure.

Of course I do.

Then you recite it.

Sure.

Sure.

When...

When...

When...

Oh yeah, when you climb up. (Laughs)

Hmm? (Menacing music)

When you...

When you climb up...

When you climb up...

Climb up...

Oh, with hooks!

(anxious music)

Ah!

Yes of course.

Yes of course.

Yes of course.

Let's see.

Let's see.

Let's see.

Of course.

Of course.

Of course!

When you climb, using your hooks, to escape...

(defeated music)

To escape smallpox.

Enough! (Hand slaps)

(Achin laughs)

Ah-Chung, I've told you many times,

if you don't study hard, then you'll never be great!

But all you want to learn is your kung-fu!

You trying to drive me mad?

Tell me!

Granddad, I'll try to improve.

Hmm!

Look at me.

If I hadn't studied hard when I was your age,

we wouldn't be here now.

Although I'm retired and very old now,

I still study the old classics.

Granddad, with kung-fu, a man can achieve greatness.

Shut up!

I want you to study your books!

Master!

It's bad!

What is it?

Hawul Hadaju, he's been killed!

(astonished music)

Brother!

Who killed my brother?

Brother.

(hand slaps) (Ah-Chung cries out)

Your brother, he liked kung-fu.

Look at him now.

Next time, it'll be you!

Achin!

[Achin] Sir?

Take Ah-Chung, lock him up!

(frenzied music)

(swords clank)

(fire blazes)

(expressive music)

[Ah-Chung] Granddad, everyone has his own life,

likes his own thing.

Kung-fu can make a man great

if it's handled properly, with restraint.

I realize it's wrong to go challenging people,

but even so, it isn't wrong just to learn it.

Anyway, I've made up my mind.

I'm leaving your house,

and I'll find myself a good teacher.

Your grandson, Chu Chi Ching.

(pleasant music)

[Cook] Some noodles?

[Waiter] Yes.

There.

Right.

(laughs) Here you are.

And yours. (Laughs)

What a fight, eh?

Yeah.

Yeah, it was a great fight.

(guys in white laugh and chatter)

Good day!

Please sit down.

Sit down, sit down. (Laughs)

What would you like, huh?

Three bowls of noodles,

and one of them with a fish eye on top.

Huh, a fish eye?

That's it, left eye.

Left eye?

Yeah.

Take a look at our master's left eye.

It's all swollen, and it's for him.

Ah.

An eye for an eye.

Sure.

He eats the fish, it cures it.

Oh sure.

Yes! (Laughs)

Yeah.

Well hurry up, hurry up, huh?

(laughs)

That's a real pretty girl there.

Sure.

(guys in white laugh)

Right.

Hi there, grab a seat.

Hello, hello, how are you?

What would you like, huh?

It's my birthday.

Some long-life noodles.

Right, long-life noodles!

Coming, one fish eye and noodles.

(laughs)

Here's two pork noodles here

and here's one fish eye noodle there.

(guys in white laugh and whisper)

Oh!

Oh!

Long-life noodles!

Right. (Laughs)

Long-life noodles! (Laughs)

(girl laughs)

Eh?

Eh?

Eh?

(laughs)

Hey, waiter, your noodles are too long.

Of course they are!

They're long life!

I can see that!

(waiter laughs)

(man with ponytails laughs)

Listen, master.

Heh?

That girl's smiling at you.

Yeah!

She's interested in you!

Yeah!

(men in white laugh)

Go on, go on.

Go on, yeah!

(men in white laugh)

Miss, I'm Tang Hasu.

I'm the descendant of Tang Pohu, no less.

What's your name?

Well it's none of your business who I am.

I don't know you.

(laughs) In that case,

why did you smile and look friendly?

I saw you smiling.

Three times you smiled, just like the girls in the novels.

When they like a man, then they always smile.

Who smiled at you?

No way.

I was just laughing at that man over there

trying to eat those noodles.

Well let's be friends, eh?

You eat your food and I'll pay.

You don't have to buy mine though.

Instead, you let me have those two buns there.

Ah!

Get off me!

(girl screams)

Let go!

(Tang laughs)

Let go, let go!

(girl screams)

(hand slaps)

Eh?

You little bastard, you!

What are you after?

You're trying to be a hero, eh?

Hmm.

This is what I want.

Leave the girl alone and push off!

Is that so then?

Damn you!

I'll teach you.

Hey hey hey, please don't start a fight.

Just relax.

Another one.

Mind your business.

(hand slaps) (waiter cries out)

All right, Alang, Apao!

Come here.

(men grunt)

- Go on. - [Girl] I won't!

No, I won't go!

Go on!

(fighters grunt) (quick snaps)

Oh boss, too many fights here, I'm quitting!

Wait!

Hey wait!

(fighters shout)

(flesh hits flesh) (fighters grunt)

(glass breaks)

(thick thudding)

(rapid thudding) (fighters grunting)

(man cries out)

Huh?

Mr. Tang.

Would you like to have some more fish eye noodles?

Huh?

(laughs)

(Mr. Tang shouts) (blade swooshes)

(metal clanging) (grunting)

(laughs) Eat up now!

Come on, eat up!

Eat up!

Huh?

Eat it up now, huh?

(sharp thuds)

(Mr. Tang groans)

Let's go!

(cook laughs)

Hey, mister, I'm sorry for all this damage here.

That's all right, wasn't much damage done,

but you scared away my waiter.

What am I gonna do when it gets busy here now?

Ah hey!

Easy!

You get another waiter.

Huh?

What?

Get another waiter?

How am I gonna get one so quickly?

That's no problem.

There's one right here.

One right here?

Hey, what do you mean?

It's me.

My name is Chu Chi Ching.

I'm very honest, no bad habits, I'm well spoken,

and I'm very cheap too.

No wages.

Huh?

No wages?

Yeah.

Oh.

Hey, there is something though.

And what's that?

It's simple.

Your kung-fu is good.

If I work here, teach me kung-fu.

That's reasonable.

Huh?

All right?

Hmm.

Hmm.

(lively music)

[Ah-Chung] Teacher.

What is it?

Teacher, I've been mixing dough for three months.

When are you gonna teach me?

Teach you?

You're learning now.

Huh?

I am?

What am I learning?

You're practicing finger style and palm style.

Finger and palm?

Here, try and break them.

Break them?

But how?

Just try.

All right.

(wood snaps)

Huh?

Teacher!

Didn't know I was so strong.

You know now.

Sure.

Practice some more.

All right, yeah.

(upbeat music)

Teacher, play Mahjong?

We can't work all the time.

We need to relax.

Who play?

You play with me.

Just two?

Yeah.

Right.

I'll get a chair.

Hey, no need, just lock your legs.

Lock them, watch.

Ah, and do it properly.

No leaning of arms on the table.

So then, hands off, right off the table like me, yeah?

Oh, well that's pretty easy.

Let's play, let's play, come on.

Teacher, I'll start first.

Right?

Good.

(funk music)

How's that?

Good!

(upbeat music)

Ah! (Laughs)

I got the lone out!

What?

How could you though?

We only just started!

(teacher laughs)

Just good luck! (Laughs)

Teacher, it's too much.

Huh?

What's too much?

It's my leg.

Teacher, I can't do it.

I'm gonna have to sit on a chair.

Ah, no way.

Huh?

We're practicing your kung-fu stance.

You give up?

Oh.

So this is part of my training, huh?

[Teacher] Yeah.

Oh that's fine.

[Teacher] All right, mix them up.

Teacher?

[Teacher] Yeah?

How long do we do this?

Not too long, 48 games.

Oh, 48 games.

[Teacher] Yeah.

48 games?

I can't!

Don't worry, won't take too long. (Laughs)

We had a good game.

Ah-Chung, let's go and have a shower now, huh?

Teacher, wait for me.

[Teacher] Come on, hurry up!

[Ah-Chung] Wait for me.

[Teacher] Come on!

(menacing music)

Mister, some books.

Listen, I want the Chin Chu classic, book one.

Oh yes, of course.

Second book, fourth row.

(menacing music)

Teacher, I'll deliver these.

All right, and hurry back.

Okay.

(menacing music)

[Voiceover] Hey, two buns!

Two buns, all right.

Here you are.

Hey, mister.

Noodles?

Come on in.

This way, sir.

Sit down.

Here we are.

What'll you have then?

I'd like some noodles, but you have no time to make them.

Listen, you must be joking.

This isn't our busy hour.

I got lots of time.

Now what sort of noodles?

What sort of noodles you got?

(laughs) I got pork noodles, beef noodles, egg noodles,

and soup noodles.

Some funeral noodles.

Huh?

Funeral?

For you, to take down to hell.

Huh?

Hmm.

You have not come here to eat, but to kill.

Well I'm a killer

and I must do what I'm paid for.

Huh?

I've been retired now for over 10 years.

That part of my life is all in the past now.

Who would wanna kill me?

A killer.

Don't ask reasons.

So you mean I got to die today?

That's just what I mean.

(killer and cook shout)

(laughs)

(grunts)

(air whooshing rapidly)

(quick snaps) (fighters grunt)

(cook cries out)

(dishes clank)

(cook cries out)

(scary music)

(Ah-Chung hums)

(astonished music)

Teacher.

Teacher.

Teacher.

Huh?

Teacher!

Teacher!

(expressive music)

Hey, he's carrying something.

Looks good.

Yeah.

Maybe a bundle of money.

This is our chance.

Hey, if he's rich, we'll get our own troupe

and we'll put on operas.

You like that?

Sure.

Hey, he's here.

(metal clangs)

Who are you?

Huh?

(metal clangs) (grunts)

What's your name?

Listen, what's this?

This road

(metal clangs)

is my road.

(metal clangs)

This tree is mine.

(air whooshing rapidly)

If you want to pass,

(metal clanging) (air whooshing)

you'll have to pay us.

(Ah-Chung laughs)

What's funny?

(metal clangs)

Tell me something, are you guys actors?

Sounds like somebody's finally recognized us.

Hey, do you know him?

Why no.

I guessed.

We're not acting now.

This is the real stuff!

(men all grunt) (blades swoosh)

Wow, so big!

Must be a fortune.

Huh?

I'm sorry, it's no good to you.

It's dough!

Playing a trick, huh?

Let's search him, huh?

We'll grab him!

(men grunt) (blades whoosh)

Teacher, please protect me.

I mustn't lose face.

(blades whoosh) (men grunt)

(rapid slapping)

(air rapidly whooshing)

(Ah-Chung laughs)

(men grunt) (blade whooshes)

[Men] Huh?

Hey kid, all right?

(blade whooshes) (metal clangs)

Who are you?

(blade whooshes) (metal clangs)

What's your name?

(blades whoosh) (metal clangs)

None of your business.

Two against one, that's unfair.

I don't like it.

Right.

One more.

- Get him! - Kill him!

All right!

- Together! - Together!

(men shout)

(air whooshing) (fighters grunting)

You know?

What?

The way he somersaults, he's an actor.

(laughs) Friend, you're one of us.

Don't fight.

We'll let you have a share.

(laughs) You're quite wrong.

I'm using kung-fu, not your theatrical somersaults,

you creeps.

Huh?

Hey, he insults us.

Right.

We'll show you something!

Yeah!

(men shout) (air whooshes)

(fighters grunt)

(thick thudding) (metal clanking)

I've had enough!

I can't stand it!

I can't stand it, oh!

(fighters grunt) (air whooshes)

(men groan)

That was me.

Watch it, huh?

What do we do, huh?

You tell me.

I don't know.

Run.

But he'll never let us get away though.

What then?

We give up.

Give up?

Uh-huh.

(blades whoosh) (men grunt)

Okay, we surrender.

Yeah.

I'll give up, give up!

(laughs) Seems to me maybe you're not really criminals.

Yes.

This is our first time.

We were just actors in the traveling opera.

Sure, but then the troupe went bankrupt on us.

And we were broke, and then we tried this,

but it's a bummer!

You can go, but the next time though, I'll nail you.

Go on!

We're gonna go!

(metal rapidly clanks)

Thanks for your help, teacher.

Hey, hold it.

Hmm?

Who's your teacher?

It's not me.

Oh, I know you're not now, but you're going to be though.

(laughs) Now look, because it was two against one,

I helped you out,

but if it was one to one, I wouldn't have helped.

Oh.

(laughs) You're quite right, teacher.

Hmm.

I'm not your teacher.

Get that straight.

Don't do it.

You're quit right, teacher, I think.

(hand slaps) (Ah-Chung grunts)

Teacher! (Hand slaps)

Teacher, that's great.

(foot thuds against flesh)

Teacher, that's a good kick.

(Ah-Chung grunts)

Well now, something better.

(thudding) (Ah-Chung grunting)

(Ah-Chung shouts)

(rapid thudding)

Teacher, it seems to me your blows are getting weaker,

teacher. (Laughs)

(man grunts and kicks) (Ah-Chung cries out)

Well, was that better?

Not bad, teacher.

(Ah-Chung shouts)

I'll beat you 'til you can't talk!

(hand rapidly slapping) (grunting)

Well I'll talk until you can't beat, teacher.

(Ah-Chung groans)

(Ah-Chung shouts)

You're tired now.

Have a little rest, teacher.

Teacher, you said you'd stop when I stop.

Take me as your student!

[Man] I only know somersaults.

What can I teach you?

Teach me somersaults.

Teacher!

(Ah-Chung screams)

Teacher!

That all right?

Then when you get piles, I get a doctor for you.

Again!

(energetic funk music)

Now, get up.

Teacher, it seems like training a dog.

Not a dog, a monkey.

My granddad used to train me like this.

Wanna learn?

Oh.

Oh sure.

I do.

Hai!

(laughs)

Teacher, was that better?

Not much.

You're too slow.

You're depending on the rope.

On the rope?

Don't see that.

(laughs) You don't?

Well try again.

Hai!

(Ah-Chung groans)

(laughs) Well, monkey, do you see it?

Huh? (Laughs)

Well, wanna give up?

Teacher, it's not that.

I've gotta pee.

You can't stop now!

Go on.

Teacher, I'll have to pee or else I'll burst!

Don't worry.

Do what I say.

You'll be okay.

Go on.

(Ah-Chung grunts)

Teacher, teacher!

I...

Well, still gotta pee?

I don't.

That's very strange, that.

Nah, it's all here.

Sweated it out.

Huh?

Sweated it out?

I sweated it all out?

(teacher laughs)

(Ah-Chung laughs)

Out out out out!

(teacher and Ah-Chung laugh)

Teacher.

Teacher, I...

Ah!

(menacing music)

Oh, mister.

Listen, Volume 2, have you got it yet?

Sure, it just arrived.

(foreboding music)

Hold it!

Hmm?

Who are you?

You don't need to know me,

as long as I know who you are!

Huh?

You know me?

Not only that, I know something important about you.

Is that so?

What is it?

Today is the day you die.

Huh?

No.

What is this, some kind of joke?

(men shout)

(quick snaps)

Hey, why do you do this?

I don't know you.

Everyone I kill all ask that.

Very strange.

Listen, I just want the reason.

Well I tell you, I'm a killer.

All right?

Killer, you sure that you can kill me?

I have to though.

I took the contract.

(men shout) (rapid thudding)

Well maybe this time you'll fail.

(fighters grunt)

(rapid thudding)

(teacher groans)

(killer laughs)

(men grunt) (thudding)

(blade whooshes through air)

(menacing music)

(killer laughs)

(men grunt) (rapid thudding)

(blade whooshes through air)

(blade stabs flesh) (teacher shouts)

(killer laughs)

(blade whooshes) (menacing music)

(grunting)

(dagger stabs flesh) (teacher cries out)

Most times, I only need one knife,

but I had to use five on you.

You can be proud.

(teacher groans)

(evil music)

998,

999,

1,000.

(teacher groans)

(laughs) Hey, teacher, you can't catch me.

I've been working.

I haven't been slacking.

You can't catch me, come on.

(teacher groans)

Teacher?

Teacher?

What's wrong?

What is it?

Teacher?

Teacher!

Teacher!

What's wrong?

What is it?

Teacher?

Teacher?

Teacher?

Teacher?

Teacher!

(lighthearted music)

Remember me?

(Ah-Chung grunts)

(people laugh)

What's wrong?

Huh?

I can't do it.

(people laugh)

He cheated me!

Hey, the idiot doing somersaults is quite crazy.

(people laugh)

You dare laugh at me?

Well don't you shout!

I will if I want!

Hey you, have you finished?

Not started.

Come on, just try it.

You don't think I can, huh?

(fighters grunt) (thudding)

(glass shattering)

Dammit, lost my strength.

It's that damn girl.

(air whooshing)

Hey!

Hey!

(fighters grunt)

Fighting a woman isn't easy.

(Ah-Chung groans)

(energetic funk music)

It's you.

Yeah.

Hi.

What do you want?

Well, in fact, I was looking for you,

and just by chance, here you are.

Huh, now that really is a coincidence.

Tell me, you admit you were beat?

Yeah, but I don't like it much.

But still, it's because I was tired, and that was all.

Hmm.

But if you admit that I'm better than you,

why are you here now?

I just told you though.

I lost because I was completely exhausted,

and hey, but not today.

Today I've got lots of strength,

and I'm quite sure that I can beat any woman.

(grunting) (thudding)

Well you're very different from yesterday.

Of course I am.

(grunting) (air whooshing)

That's just bad luck.

(Ah-Chung groans)

You had enough?

I gotta admit, you do fight very well.

Just too well.

Let me tell you.

For you to be an expert, you'll have to study a lot more,

and if you don't, you're gonna get hurt.

Huh?

Study?

It's not easy to be my teacher.

Many experts want to, but I turn them down like that.

Really?

You know Kulawer?

He's with the ghost clan.

His kung-fu is better than yours.

Wanted to be my teacher.

Turned him down!

Seems you're really picky about your teachers.

Of course.

Well I guess you could become my student.

You like that?

You?

There's no way in the world that I'd be your student.

I'd never take a woman as my teacher!

Goodbye.

You look down on women?

Well you won't turn me down!

(laughs) Yes, teacher.

I'll bow to you.

You changed so fast.

(laughs) You have to lean with the wind.

You do that, you won't go very far wrong.

(tranquil music)

It's not bad, not bad.

Hey hey hey, hey hey, let me, let me.

Teacher, tea.

You want to learn?

Teacher, I'm a kung-fu nut.

(gentle music)

You any idea what style I'm using?

Of course I know the style.

The dragon.

The tiger.

Panther.

Crane.

The monkey.

All those.

You're wrong.

I'm using woman's fist.

Hmm?

Woman's fist?

What's that?

Soft fist.

Soft fist?

Never heard of it.

Soft fist is a woman's kung-fu style.

No man's ever learned it.

You want to?

Oh of course, learn anything.

Well congratulations then.

You'll be the first man ever to learn it.

(laughs) It's always good to be the first one, huh?

Right.

Well from today on then, you must think just like a woman,

and must do the things a woman does.

What?

A woman?

Threading needles, can you do it?

Yeah, that's no trick.

Anyone can.

Oh.

Well try it.

(Ah-Chung laughs)

(woman laughs)

I can't do it!

Let me try.

Ah, that's really good!

Spinning is a woman's job, so learn it.

Huh?

Oh, well that's easy.

Try it.

So easy.

Hmm?

What's that for?

Bear your arm,

and wind with your hand through there.

Ow!

(bemused music)

What's wrong?

Nobody can do this.

You have to practice.

Yes, teacher.

(bemused music)

The whole point of this

is to develop your arm muscles quickly.

You have to learn.

Carry on now.

(Ah-Chung cries out)

Well go on.

Carry on.

Teacher, how can you sew like...

In fact, it's part of my practice.

This way, I'm developing my soft fist.

Teacher, it looks pretty good.

Teach it me.

Well not just yet.

Why not?

Because, you're not ready for it yet.

You've lots to learn.

Hmm?

What else do I have to learn?

Come with me.

Women's fist.

Mm.

Mm-hmm.

Hmm?

Teacher, to learn all about women,

do I have to wear their clothes?

(teacher laughs)

(air whooshes)

Can you dry clothes?

Hmm?

Of course I can.

Any kid can.

Hey, hold it.

Well dry this out.

Huh?

It's soaking.

How long will it take?

A long time.

Hey, it's sunny outside.

I'll hang it up.

No you won't.

If you want to learn soft fist, do it here.

Damn nuisance.

(Ah-Chung grunts)

Hey teacher, I...

Well?

Is it dry yet?

No, but I'm hungry.

You'll eat when it's dry.

Oh.

Teacher, it's dry!

It's bone-dry!

Mm.

Well eat then.

Ha!

(laughs)

(perplexed music)

(shirt snapping)

Follow me.

(Ah-Chung grunts)

(energetic music)

Soft fist is a hard technique to beat.

It looks so mild.

In fact, it's so strong.

It moves quiet and elegant.

The motions are very quiet.

Smooth silence, quiet harmony.

When a man learns this style,

he must first learn its softness.

The touch has to be light,

but the strength is there below the surface.

But a man has to unlearn many things first.

What's this?

You attack me?

(Ah-Chung laughs)

(menacing music)

Hey.

Mister.

Just in time.

Volume 3 of your book has just arrived.

Here.

The usual price.

(ominous music)

Why are you following me?

Are you Miss Fang-chi?

Yes.

So what?

Hmm.

Well you look like a real woman.

Didn't expect that.

Who are you?

You know, a woman as pretty as you are

shouldn't learn kung-fu, should marry and have children,

but I'm afraid it's a bit late for that now.

Just what do you mean?

And what do you want?

I'm Pah Su Lang and I'm a killer.

It's a first time

I'm to kill a woman.

You're Pah Su Lang?

I'm sorry.

It's my job.

But why though?

I've offended nobody,

not so that they'd want to have me killed.

It's a mistake!

Hmm.

It's possible to offend someone and not even know it,

and if you wanna know who wants you dead,

you'll find out when you get to hell!

(fighters grunt) (rapid thudding)

(menacing music)

(Pah Su laughs)

(air whooshes)

(menacing music)

(fighters grunt)

(Pah Su laughs)

(blade whooshes)

(Miss Fang-chi screams)

(knocking at the door)

Ah-Chung, open up!

Ah-Chung, it's bad!

What's wrong?

Miss Fang was attacked!

She's hurt bad!

Where?

The village!

(frenzied music)

Teacher!

Teacher!

Ah-Chung.

Teacher, what happened?

Who did this?

Ah-Chung.

Teacher, who was it?

Why'd they do it?

A man, a killer, a professional,

Pah Su Lang.

I don't know why he did it,

only that somebody hired him.

Pah Su Lang?

That's right.

He's very fast.

He uses knives for his killings,

and I don't know just how many of his knives

he usually carries.

Teacher, I'm gonna get him and avenge you!

Ah-Chung, if you wanna beat him,

you must learn catch the beggar technique.

Catch the beggar?

Teacher, what sort of technique is that?

Ah-Chung, that special technique

has been lost for years.

You know

that a life expert

relies on his arms, his wrists, and on his elbows.

To handle him, you must keep in close.

Don't back off.

You...

Huh?

Teacher?

Teacher!

Teacher!

Teacher!

(vengeful music)

(blade whooshes) (girl gasps)

Ah!

Ah-Chung!

It's you.

Ah-Chung, come and see me tonight.

We have to talk.

Mm-mm.

You won't come?

But why?

Aolin, I can't see you for a while.

You're leaving here?

That it?

Yes.

I must leave.

Leave here?

Where to?

I don't know.

I must find a man.

Wherever he is.

Who?

Who is he?

Never you mind.

Forget it.

Oh.

It's that woman.

I owe her a debt.

I'm gonna find him.

Right, you can leave me,

but still, you can't leave your child!

Huh?

What?

Ah-Chung, I tell you, it's you.

What?

Pregnant?

Yes.

I'm pregnant.

You sure?

I'm quite sure, about two months.

Oh my god.

Tell me.

You sure it's mine?

How can you ask that?

You're the only one.

I must find this man, no matter what.

Ah-Chung, when you asked for my help, I helped you,

and what happens?

You desert me.

(blade whooshes through air)

(dramatic music)

You beast, you have no conscience!

I despise you!

Aolin!

Sorry, I'm too upset.

I must go and get my revenge.

Sorry?

I have to.

Aolin, help me with two things.

What things?

Firstly, help me to make a dress.

Make a dress?

Mm-hmm.

Second, get me some money.

Some money?

Mm-hmm, right.

Master!

Master!

You have to come home now!

What's wrong?

Master, your granddad's sick!

He needs you!

You must come home quick!

All right.

You go on back and I'll follow you.

Come quickly!

I'll go tell the master.

You hurry up!

Aolin.

Yeah?

When I've done this job, I'll come back.

See you then.

(menacing music)

Hello, mister.

I've read those books.

They were very good.

Have you anything new in?

Oh yes yes yes, the latest Sung Tong Poba just arrived,

but this one though

is three times dearer than the other ones,

three times.

(evil music)

Master, I'm back.

You found Ah-Chung?

Oh yeah.

I told him just what you said.

I said you were sick.

Hmm.

What did he say?

He said that he was gonna come back here

and see you soon as he could.

Good.

(menacing music)

Pah Su Lang, why are you here?

(Pah Su grunts)

Now look, you've forgotten our agreement?

Of course not, that we wouldn't meet unless necessary.

Well, why have you come to my house then?

I had to come.

It's important.

Didn't you receive my money orders?

Sure.

Received all three of them?

Mm.

One for Lao Tsu, one for Wong Tempan,

one for the girl, Katamoa.

Well why have you come here to see me then?

I just received a fourth order.

I haven't sent any fourth order though.

This last order is a contract to kill you!

Kill me?

Who hired you for that?

You think about it in hell!

You have lots of time!

Huh?

(dagger stabs) (granddad screams)

(blade sucks out of flesh)

(granddad groans)

Master!

I'm back!

[Achin] Master!

Granddad!

Granddad!

Ah-Chung.

You came.

At least I can see you again.

It's all been my fault.

I've been so wrong.

Granddad.

Granddad, it's all right.

Granddad.

Ah-Chung, you were quite right.

You must do what you want to do most of all in life.

I have hired a killer

and I was killed.

But you must study your kung-fu.

Granddad.

(granddad cries out)

Granddad!

Granddad!

[Achin] Master.

Achin, who killed granddad!

Tell me!

[Achin] A man dressed in black!

(vengeful music)

Ah, so it's you.

So you know me, eh?

In fact, I wanted to see you.

Really?

I wanted to see you too.

I'd like to thank you.

It's through you I've had a lot of business.

I'm most grateful.

Hmm.

I want to thank you too.

Hmm?

You thank me?

Right, because you brought me a real big deal.

What are you talking about?

You see, somebody has made me a deal to kill you.

(laughs) So we're in the same profession now.

Who wants you to kill me?

It's my three teachers and granddad.

(laughs) Well all of them are dead,

but they want you to kill me?

Interesting.

You see.

They've even paid me.

(laughs) That's funeral money.

You're being cheated.

You can use it though.

Take it!

(dramatic music)

Now then, when you arrive in hell, it'll buy you a drink.

You'll need it.

(Pah Su laughs)

Even your three teachers couldn't kill me.

You trying to die too?

I suggest that you keep it.

Pah Su Lang,

you killed my three teachers and my granddad

because you tricked them,

but I have learned the best from all three,

and if it's a fair fight,

I reckon I'll beat you.

If you think so,

and as I'm the senior, I think I ought to be fair to you.

(terror stricken music)

I've still got a few more.

Should I take my pants off too?

No need.

You've seen what I've got, so you can die in peace.

Let's start then.

(Ah-Chung screams)

(grunting) (flesh hitting flesh)

(blade whooshes)

(laughs) What game are you playing now?

You ought to know it.

(laughs) Maybe your teachers' spirits have cast shadows.

That right?

Look the same?

I'd like to see it more clearly.

(fighters grunt) (air rapidly whooshes)

(blade stabs) (Ah-Chung cries out)

(Pah Su laughs)

(Ah-Chung groans)

Huh?

(wrathful music)

Hmm.

You have lots of knives,

and I got lots of holes,

so you go ahead,

try again.

(blade whooshes)

You're gonna die, you little bastard!

(fighters grunt)

(air rapidly whooshes)

(thudding)

(rapid thudding)

(blade clangs on the ground)

(Pah Su cries out)

(blade stabs) (frenzied music)

(blade stabs)

(Pah Su screams)

(blade stabs)

(resolute music)