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George,

I really appreciate these Hollywood filmmakers'

positive comments about Enter the Dragon.

That's wonderful. Good, good.

I totally agree with the proposal of the premiere in America.

I'll discuss the details with Bruce when he's back.

I'd like to invite Bruce Lee to the States for the premiere.

That shouldn't be a problem.

Okay, okay. Bye.

Please come in.

-Bruce! -Mr. Xu.

Bruce, shouldn't you be resting in hospital? Why did you come here?

I'm all right. How could I stay in a hospital?

Are you really all right?

I'm fine. Do you see anything wrong with me?

That's great. Bruce, listen to me.

George just called.

He said those Hollywood filmmakers are very satisfied after watching

the preview of Enter the Dragon. You've done it again.

Isn't this what we expected?

It's better than we expected.

The filmmakers in Hollywood have decided to host a premiere

in America this coming August.

They want to invite you to travel to America and attend.

I think this will be a good opportunity for you to become a world superstar.

So... I've agreed on your behalf.

Mr. Xu, look at this.

This is my filming schedule for The Game of Death.

You may take a look first.

I mean, you can rest for a few months.

We can speak again after the screening of Enter the Dragon.

No, no.

I want to start shooting right away.

Why are you so anxious?

If there's nothing wrong, I'd like to start working in three days.

Are you really in good health?

Mr. Xu,

for this film, I'd like to invite several world-class martial artists

and celebrities to join us.

For example,

the "Nunchaku King of the Philippines", Inosanto.

He's a very skillful martial artist.

Also Kimura,

plus one of my students, NBA star Jabbar.

Their collaboration will definitely increase the attractiveness of our movie.

All right, Bruce.

I'll listen to you on the artistic side.

I'll fully support you.

But you don't look so well.

-You'd better take some rest. -Mr. Xu,

I still have many things to do before the filming of The Game of Death.

I'll get going now.

The Game of Death.

What's with the title?

What? Any problem?

This, according to our Chinese saying,

is not a lucky title.

Can we change the title?

It's okay. We'll leave it as it is.

Okay.

Okay.

Hello, Director Huang.

Hello, hello.

Wenhuai, how is Bruce?

What do you mean?

I feel that he's changed a lot.

Yes. I've felt that as well.

Please, have a seat.

How interesting.

Baby, what are you playing with? You look so happy.

Mr. Lee, please.

Mr. Lee, we've been waiting for you.

Here are the documents for you to go over.

If you don't see any problem, you may sign it now.

The paperwork is done.

It is legally effective immediately. Congratulations.

Mr. Lee, you've purchased life insurance

worth 1,350,000 dollars from our company.

Effective today.

Good. Thanks.

-Good. Use more strength. -Daddy.

Do you know why we practice kung fu?

-To defeat the others. -Not really.

Do you know what the Tao of kung fu is? You don't know?

It's a bit complex for you. But for us who practice martial arts,

there is a simple goal:

to push the body to its limit.

Do you know what a body limit is?

Don't know?

Can you kick that leaf? Look.

You can't, can you?

So you wait for a few years, and then you'll be able to do it.

Son, Daddy will show you a kick, all right?

-All right. -I want to see Lee's Triple Kicks.

My God!

Do it again.

Daddy is great. Do it again, please.

-It's okay, darling. -Baby!

-Are you scared? -Don't cry, Shannon.

Let's go, Brandon.

Hurry, let's eat.

-Let's eat. -Let's eat.

Kids, you know what I cooked for you? Foshan Pork Knuckle.

It's delicious.

Bruce, it's your Master's funeral today.

Aren't you going?

I'm not.

Why not?

I can't face death.

What did you say?

Nothing.

Bruce, what's wrong?

We've started shooting The Game of Death.

You know that once we start shooting,

we can't stop, even for a day.

I should go to the set now.

Linda.

I bought several life insurance policies.

Please file them away.

Why did you purchase such a high value?

I didn't think you'd be surprised, seeing as you're American.

Americans regard life insurance as a normal commodity.

From now on, every day I'm on set filming,

you put a mark on the calendar for me.

Once you make it to next month,

my shooting of The Game of Death will be complete.

Okay.

Bruce, the car is here. It's time to go to the set.

Bruce, all our crew members are here.

Linda, see you.

Let's go.

Stop.

When I was hitting you just now, I didn't hit on target.

So, you have to keep punching.

You must attack.

Let's do it again. Understand? Good, good, good.

It should be like this. Move fast. Good.

Let's do it again.

One more time.

Come here. I need to change. How can we shoot a movie like this?

Cut! Okay, are you hurt?

We'll take a look.

-Are you okay? -Are you okay?

Okay.

-All right. -All right.

Prepare for the next scene.

Pay attention to the camera position before I go up. Watch closely.

I'll throw my nunchaku on the ground,

then run up there. The camera follows me.

Follow me.

The camera follows my steps.

Do you understand?

-Okay. Move faster. -Hurry up. Hurry up.

Get ready.

Hurry up.

That's a wrap.

That's a wrap.

-Clean everything up. -Okay.

Bring that box over here.

Don't lose it.

Bruce.

What's wrong with you?

Hello.

Who is this?

Hello.

Who's this?

Who's this?

Hello.

Hello.

Must be some crazy guy.

Hello.

Who is this? Who is this?

FOSHAN, WING CHUN FIST MASTER THE GRAVE OF IP MAN

Why did you come here?

I went to the set.

We knew you'd definitely come here.

Bruce, I know you must be feeling awful now.

I believe Master Ip, up in Heaven,

will understand you.

Please get up.

Understand?

So my Master will understand that I didn't attend his funeral

because I was too busy on set?

No, that's not the reason.

Should he comprehend that...

I've betrayed Wing Chun Fist

and set up my own school of Jeet Kune Do?

No.

He could never comprehend me.

Though outwardly he seems to understand,

shows respect for me,

deep in his heart,

he could never understand me.

Our Master regarded me as a betrayer of the Wing Chun Fist faction.

No one understands me.

When our Master passed away,

why didn't my brothers...

call me?

Maybe they did.

But you were in hospital for a checkup.

I dared not take any phone calls.

That's not an excuse.

My brothers will regard me as a betrayer.

Bruce, you're thinking too much.

Please don't blame yourself, all right?

When I gave up my karate

and learned Jeet Kune Do from you,

I believed that no Japanese understood me.

But I think...

personal sentiment is nothing important compared to

the Tao of kung fu.

Your Jeet Kune Do belongs to the world.

All martial artists should follow you.

Kimura,

your words speak to my heart.

Suppose one day...

you leave me,

what would I think?

I won't leave you. Never.

But now, Master Ip, up in Heaven,

might be considering this question.

Master Lee,

you're taking it too hard.

I know why they don't understand me.

I wanted to break the confinement of the Wing Chun Fist faction,

but, meanwhile, I've encircled myself in another barrier.

Isn't my Jeet Kune Do just another barrier?

I wanted to abandon false pretense,

and the hypocrisy of so-called loyalty,

and so-called filial piety.

However,

faced with loyalty and filial piety, I feel extremely miserable.

I can't help myself.

I was thinking, even you guys

didn't notify me about our Master's death.

If A Lin hadn't called me and told me about it,

I might not even know about...

our Master's death.

I went to our Master's mourning hall. None of my brothers talked to me.

I was thinking,

I didn't attend Master Ip's funeral.

Subconsciously, they were claiming that...

I'd already set up another faction.

I'm the founder of Jeet Kune Do.

But they didn't know that deep in my heart

I was suffering heartache like hell.

I found an excuse by claiming I was busy on set.

But during today's stunt shooting,

none of my moves were successful.

For the whole day, my mind

was only thinking of fathomless graves,

and also, Master, his despair and disappointment...

staring at me from eyes filled with blame.

I don't know what's happening to me.

Bruce. Go home.

You're exhausted.

Your body and mind have reached the limit a human can bear.

There is no perfection in this world.

Yet you are still pursuing perfection.

You're strict with yourself in everything you do.

No one can reach your standard.

Very few people can even keep up.

You're a philosophy major, you should know better than I do.

When you come to this realization,

it can help you reach a simple conclusion from a complicated problem.

On the other hand,

when you're extremely exhausted,

your wisdom will suffer and be reduced.

I suggest that you take a good rest.

When your health is improved,

you'll be in a better mood.

Take a break.

What should I do? Lie in bed wasting time?

Or staring blankly like a fool?

You really need a good rest.

I understand your conflicting emotions.

Once you're physically and emotionally recovered,

your conflicting emotions will dissolve.

Hello.

Hello.

You jerk! What do you want?

You've been watching this fighting style for years. What did you find?

Your fighting style seems more and more powerful.

Of course.

Bruce Lee's kung fu is reaching perfection, too.

We can see it in his films.

Master, must you defeat Bruce Lee?

This is my life's ambition.

I'm afraid that you'll irritate people in Hong Kong.

The people in Hong Kong idolize him.

You remember this!

There's no such thing as first and second place in martial arts.

Bruce Lee is arrogant.

He doesn't even acknowledge his Master.

Will the Chinese kung fu community in Hong Kong accept him?

So, I must defeat him.

I want people in Hong Kong, Taiwan, America, and Japan to know

who is the most powerful martial artist in this world.

If I don't defeat Bruce Lee, I'd rather die.

But Bruce Lee may not accept your challenge.

If he rejects my challenge,

he won't be able to hold his head up in the Chinese kung fu community.

He has no other choice.

14, 15...

-Bruce. -16.

Darling, are you all right?

I'm fine.

Come.

Take a break. I'll prepare supper for you.

I just learned how to cook Foshan Dim Sum from your mother.

I'm sure you'll like it.

It'll be ready in a minute. Just rest.

Sweetie.

I don't want to eat anything right now.

I just want to lie in your lap for a while.

These days,

you seem to have completely changed.

Professor Inosanto was right.

You're exhausted physically and emotionally.

You need to relax.

Just like this,

lying down and thinking of nothing.

Isn't this great, Bruce?

You want me to be a fool

who knows nothing but lies down on his wife's lap

and listens to fairy tales?

Let's stop talking, all right?

I'll call the hospital tomorrow

to set up an appointment for your checkup.

If there aren't any results,

I'll take you back to the States for the physical exam.

Oh, no!

What? You want me to stop shooting my film?

The whole crew is waiting on me.

My boss put up a lot of money.

But you want me to be hospitalized for some examinations?

You even want me to take a vacation in the States? What's all this?

My dear.

Please don't call the hospital again.

And stop thinking about those checkups.

I'm not ill.

I say it's just headaches

caused by over-exhaustion.

You have very high expectations.

What Professor Inosanto said to you in front of Master Ip's tomb

was very sensible advice. You need to rest, Bruce.

You've taken on too much stress. You need peace.

I'll get it.

Who is this?

Bruce Lee, either you accept my challenge,

or you admit failure in public.

Listen, you insane devil!

Bruce will not accept your challenge.

This is something between men.

It has nothing to do with women.

Bruce Lee is a coward.

I'm warning you! Leave us alone.

Accepting his challenge is the only way to get rid of him.

Linda, I can't stand seeing him this arrogant.

Especially in my situation,

I have to protect my dignity, understand?

Bruce.

Okay. I'll accept your challenge.

Tell me the date and venue.

Listen.

In three days, on July 15.

This is a memorable day for both of us.

I trust you'll remember the date.

By then, I'll have invited all of Hong Kong's best martial artists

to watch our fight.

Remember, Bruce Lee,

I'll also invite all of your brothers

to see how this rebellious Bruce Lee

finally falls down under my fists.

All right, Yellow Brat. No regrets.

I'm warning you, you don't know me.

You don't understand me.

I'll make sure you're bedridden for three months.

Consider clearly...

the price you'll pay for this.

Bruce Lee.

Since you've accepted my challenge,

don't talk nonsense to me.

Your words do sound like a real man.

You didn't disappoint me.

You listen.

I've never been defeated by anyone.

I will not lose to anyone.

Good.

Bruce Lee.

You sound like a man.

All right. I'll see you in the ring.

In the meantime, you should prepare a stretcher

for yourself!

Bruce Lee, don't worry.

I'll prepare a stretcher,

but not for me.

You'll be lying on that stretcher,

and I'll visit you at the hospital.

Maybe...

we can even become friends in the afterlife.

Such a lunatic!

Bruce, he's insane.

How could you accept his request?

Linda, I don't care whether he's insane or not.

He is also a martial artist.

He's not speaking to me alone.

Behind him are also those who are hostile, unfriendly,

or even hate me.

Darling, don't worry too much about it.

If I don't accept his challenge,

he'll keep disturbing our private life.

If that's the case, I'd rather settle this with him once and for all.

No! Regardless of winning or losing, I won't allow you to fight with him.

Linda.

You don't understand the rules of our kung fu community.

In a situation like this, if I don't accept his challenge,

it means I've admitted defeat.

He'll spread rumors to the media and the kung fu community.

Bruce, I don't care about those rules.

I'm only concerned about your health.

You're shooting films day and night.

You're weak. I won't allow you to compete.

But I'm a martial artist.

Bruce Lee doesn't only belong to martial arts.

You're also my husband. You're Brandon and Shannon's father.

You're also an actor. You can't get irrational because of a thug.

Linda, someone has challenged me.

Tell me, can I just stay home and relax?

I don't care! I don't interfere with your filming.

I don't interfere with your kung fu studies.

But I don't want you to take on this meaningless competition, okay?

I'm an aggressive person.

You can't always be a winner.

But I cannot be defeated by myself.

You're taking a bet with your life.

It's not that serious.

You're ignoring everyone.

-You're crazy. -But you married me.

Fine. This is who you are. I can't control you.

Okay. I'll look for your mother, brother, and sister,

let your family deal with you. I'll see if they can control you.

Okay, okay. Put down the phone.

My mother is old now.

Do you really want to involve her in our conflict?

And my brother and sister know nothing of the kung fu community.

You can't make that call.

Then you listen to me.

No, I've accepted it. I can't take back my words.

Okay.

What are you doing?

Now I have no other choice.

I have to protect myself and kill that thug.

What are you doing?

I'm an American. I have a legal gun permit.

Linda. Darling, listen to me.

If other people knew that Bruce Lee, a martial artist,

allowed his wife to bring a gun when he was in a fight,

it'd bring total shame on my whole life.

Bruce, do you know what kind of era we're in?

You're skillful, you're a great kung fu expert,

but you still can't face a gun.

Why are you so careless about yourself because of your kung fu?

Bruce, you can't fight with that thug.

You just can't. I'm worried about you, understand?

Linda.

Please don't argue with me anymore, all right?

You know, the reason we're together is because you like martial arts.

Now, I have to protect my dignity in the kung fu community.

I cannot listen to you. Never.

If you keep interfering in my life like this,

I don't know how I'm supposed to treat you.

Linda.

In Hong Kong, this may be the last fight for me.

Talk about fist styles, I've mastered hand-down skills.

Talk about kicking styles, what about Lee's Triple Kicks?

You named this skill "Lee's Triple Kicks."

Talk about methods, I have Jeet Kune Do. Tell me, what should I be afraid of?

Is this the last time?

Maybe.

You have to promise me this will be your last fight. All right?

Okay. I'll promise you.

Okay.

What are you doing?

You want to call my mother, brother, and sister to stop me?

Of course not.

I just want to call Mr. Inosanto and Kimura.

I want them to help you win this fight.

Darling.

What are you doing?

I want to eat you.

Have you invited us just to have tea?

Not just that.

I'd like both of you to help Bruce.

The Yellow Brat is going to fight with him.

Yellow Brat?

That thug who plotted against Bruce in Oakland?

Yes, that's him.

This thug has been studying my style.

If he'd put his talent in the right place,

he could have become a great martial arts master.

But this guy grew up mingling with gangsters. He's evil.

Bruce, why did you accept his challenge?

In a small place like Hong Kong,

if I reject him,

he'll tell everyone in Hong Kong that I'm a coward.

Subtitle translation by Loretta Kok