"Bloodsport" "Jackson, you really going to Hong Kong?" "I love anything with full contact." "Need a few more scars on my face." "I heard you can get killed at that kumite." "Only if you fuck up." "Unh." "Tomorrow we leave for the kumite." "Sir?" "Excuse me, but Colonel Cooke would like to see you before you leave on furlough." "What's the problem?" "The colonel found out you're going to Hong Kong." "He wants to talk to you about it." "Tell him I'll be right there after I take a shower." "But I'll have to wait, sir." "Okay." "What's taking so long, captain?" "Captain?" "Shit." "Sir." "Where's Dux?" "He was at the gym, like you said." "He took a shower, I waited, and he disappeared." "What do you mean, he disappeared?" "One minute he was there, next he wasn't." "If anything happens to Dux in Hong Kong...." "Get Helmer and Rawlins on this right away." "And I don't wanna see your face again until Dux is beside it." "Understand?" "How is he?" "He's resting now." "He'll be so happy to see you." "It's so good to be here again." "I'll tell him you are here." "Thank you." "Wow!" "Look at the sword." "Let's get it." "Come on, Frank." "What's the matter, you chicken?" "No." "Then get in here." "Hey, Frank, you wanna hang out with us, then come on." "You just gonna stand there or are you gonna grab something?" "Shit." "They're coming back." "Let's get out of here." "Come on, Frank." "Forget him." "Let's go." "That's enough, Shingo." "Go do your studies." "You cannot get katana sword by stealing." "It is a very special sword." "You must earn it." "I wasn't going to steal it." "You didn't flinch." "You have fighting spirit." "You're not gonna call the cops?" "Not if we make a deal." "What kind of a deal?" "Your son and my son are in the same school." "Frank sees my son's skill." "And he desires to learn martial science too." "Yes, but what do you mean by "martial science"?" "Frank tell me you came to America to grow vine." "Yes, that's right." "I work at the Verne vineyard." "I came here to grow fish in my hatchery." "We both grow children." "You use science to make vines grow better." "Like vines, children need training." "Martial science provides a way of training." "Brings mind, body, spirit together." "That's enough." "That's all for today." "Not yet." "Why don't you quit, round-eye?" "Not yet." "Go practice your katas." "How come you coach him, but not me?" "I brought you here to help me train my son." "Don't question me." "If you expect me to be his punching bag, you can forget about our deal." "Yeah!" "Throw a punch." "Someday I'll fight in the kumite and make my father proud." "Shidoshi, I feel like I've lost a part of my family too." "Shingo and I were close friends, like brothers." "And you and Mrs. Tanaka have treated me like a son." "What will happen now?" "No more training." "I stop now." "But you have so much to teach." "You don't understand." "my son, daughter and wife." "They lived in Hiroshima." "I left Japan because of the war." "War was wrong." "I came here to start over begin a new family, have a son." "Another chance to pass on the teaching." "For 2000 years knowledge passed from father to son father to son." "When Shingo died it stopped." "Teach me. I can do it." "You are not Japanese." "You are not a Tanaka!" "You taught me using any technique that works never to limit myself to one style to keep an open mind." "Why?" "To honor you, shidoshi." "Practice until you can meditate and nothing can distract you so that you see and feel nothing except your own energy." "Are you awake, shidoshi?" "Do you sleep with your eyes open?" "How are you feeling?" "Like an old man." "And how about you?" "I'm going to Hong Kong." "You sure you want to do this?" "To honor you means everything to me." "I have poured all my knowledge into you." "When you fight, my spirit will fight with you." "In kumite, you will need it." "Hey, babe, wanna go out with a real big man?" "No, huh?" "Too handsome for you, huh, honey?" "This your first time in Hong Kong?" "You two are here for the kumite, aren't you?" "Kumite?" "What is kumite?" "Look, guys, I know there's a secret full-contact event being held in Hong Kong in the next few days." "Yes." "Hong Kong is an exciting city." "I also happen to know a little bit about some of your competition." "Okay." "Um...." "Would you just tell me how you got invited?" "Thanks, guys." "What?" "Think you can give me some competition?" "Sure. I'll try." "That's what I like to hear, a kid who isn't afraid to lose." "No, no, I got it." "I don't want to take your money." "You ready?" "Yeah." "You like this kind of fighting, huh?" "Yeah." "If you want to see some real fighting, you can see me fight at the kumite." "I'm here, too, for the kumite." "Aren't you a little young for full contact?" "Aren't you a little old for video games?" "You want to go at it again, huh?" "Yeah." "Not bad, kid." "Name's Ray Jackson." "I'm Frank Dux." "Ms. Tanaka...." "Mrs." "Tanaka?" "Yes?" "Mrs. Tanaka, it's very important to the government of the United States that we find Frank Dux." "We understand that he might have visited Mr. Tanaka here recently." "Mr. Tanaka is very ill." "We're sorry to hear that." "Was Frank here recently?" "Frank came here to pay his respects." "When was that?" "Two days ago." "Did he say or do you know if he was going to Hong Kong?" "I don't know." "Of course you know." "Look, we're not trying to" "Mrs. Tanaka, we're very sorry to have disturbed you." "Thank you very much for your time." " May I help you?" " How you doing?" "My name's Jackson." "This is Mr. Frank Dux." "Are our rooms ready?" "Mr. Lin in Room 31 0 wants to see you after you check in." "Who the hell's Mr. Lin?" "I'm Lin." "You Jackson?" "You look like a Jackson." "That would make you Frank Dux." "No, no, no. lt's Dux." "Gotcha." "Like "Put up your dukes," right?" "Okay, so here's the deal." "This is the biggest kumite ever." "We got fighters from all over." "I've been assigned by the lFAA to help you and the other North American fighters to find your way around." "I'm gonna make sure you guys give it your best and don't disqualify by fighting outside the arena." "The Triad-- They are like the mafia." "is allowing us to hold kumite here this time." "Here it comes, man, the Walled City." "Not a place for outsiders." "You are in Hong Kong." "But you are about to cross an invisible border into mainland China." "No joke, man." "It's a run-down piece of no man's land in the middle of a tourist paradise." "Goes way back to the old lease agreement between Great Britain and China." "Once you step out of the sunlight into the narrow corridors it's time to protect your nuts, guys." "Okay, U.S.A." ""Okay, U.S.A."" "Okay, guys." "First, you can show the Black Dragon boys your invitation." "Then you got to qualify and prove to them you can step onto the runway and not get killed." "Got it?" "Mm-hm." "You got it?" "Mm-hm." "It says he represents the Tanaka clan." "You don't look like Tanaka." "Shidoshi Tanaka trained me." "What's the holdup?" "He says Senzo Tanaka is his shidoshi." "What's the difference if Bruce Springsteen is his shidoshi?" "If Senzo Tanaka is his shidoshi then show us the din mak." "What the hell is a din mak?" "Death touch." "Thanks." "Vic, choose a brick." "Okay, Frank." "Uh, what about this one?" "No!" "Bottom one." "Whoa!" "Yeah!" "Son of the bitch." "is that good enough, guys?" "We honor your invitation." "No shit, you honor his invitation." "That was great." "Very good but brick not hit back." "Here's a picture of the man that we're looking for." "His name is Frank Dux." "We have reason to believe Frank is here in Hong Kong." "His name was on a list on a flight from San Francisco two days ago." "Two days ago?" "Maybe he already left, went somewhere else." "Ha." "Asia's a very big place, you know." "We were hoping you would hold onto this for reference." "We're here because Frank is going to fight in the kumite and we're here to stop him." "The kumite?" "Yes." "Inspector Chen." "We all know that the kumite is happening here in Hong Kong." "And we all know it's going on over the next three days." "Look, all we want you to do is pass this picture out to your men." "They spot Dux, they give us a call at our hotel." "Simple." "My men already overworked." "Hey, if it's too much trouble, forget it-- Inspector." "We're all overworked, but we need your help." "I'll see what can be done." "You know where to reach us?" "Mm-hm." "You come upstairs with me for an interview." "Like hell." "Let go of me." "You want Hossein, no?" "No." "Hossein is an asshole." "What did you call me?" "You want me to spell it out for you?" "Leave the girl alone." "He is the American shithead who makes tricks with bricks." "Guess the kumite starts one day earlier this year." "Look, guys, let's all just calm down, okay?" "No." "She is coming with me upstairs." "No, I'm not." "If we have to fight for her then both of us would be thrown out of the kumite." "Just for her?" "We could arrange this another way." "Do you gamble?" "What is bet?" "You hold this." "If I can grab it before you close your hand I get the girl." "If I cannot she's yours." "Very good." "What?" "You can't do this." "Just relax." "Take it." "Oh, jeez, Frankie, I hope you know what you're doing." "Ready?" "Go." "Ha!" "You lose, American asshole." "Looks like she's mine." "Now leave the lady alone." "You understand that?" "Why were you with Hossein?" "I've been trying to get a story on the kumite." "I'm a reporter." "He tell you anything?" "He told me I had nice legs." "He's right about that." "Why is it that no one will talk about the kumite?" "What is this air of mystery?" "I'm just trying to find out what it's all about." "Why are you fighting in it?" "It's personal." "You wanna prove your manhood to the world?" "The kumite is for the fighters, not for the people who read newspapers." "I've heard that it's unnecessarily brutal like a cockfight, except it's with people." "You have the wrong picture." "Well, you tell me about it, Frank." "I want to have the right picture." "Okay, I'll talk to you, but one condition." "What's that?" "You agree to have dinner with me tomorrow night." "Well, actually, I was hoping Hossein would be free." "That hurts me just looking at it." "Yo, Frankie." "Earth to Frankie." "This is ground control." "Do you copy?" "It's time to get ready." "You'd better stop doing that stuff." "You might wanna have kids one of these days." "Victor's downstairs." "Kumite Express leaves in five minutes." "Are you ready?" "I am ready." "You can almost smell the adrenaline in this place, can't you?" "Yeah." "They are gonna love me over here." "You can really love Asians because we're good-looking." "Welcome, warriors of the world." "Today you become part of a tradition that began hundreds of years ago." "The kumite was first used by the Kokuryukai the Black Dragon Society to measure the fighting skills and spirit of its members." "Every five years, the best fighters in its ranks would face each other in full contact with one winner emerging as the superior warrior the champion." "The Kokuryukai has been joined by the lnternational Fighting Arts Association as co-sponsor for this event and as the guardians of our rich and powerful heritage." "After three days one fighter will prove himself to be the best." "May the mightiest warrior prevail." "Now, remember, it's full contact." "One, you knock the guy out." "Two, the opponent quits and shouts, "matté."" "It's like saying "uncle."" "Three, you throw the fucker right off the runway." "Piece of cake." "That's why they call this thing "blood sport," kid." "Watch this, Frankie." "I'm gonna show you how it's done, buddy." "Asshole." "Come on, get up!" "Come on!" "I'm gonna kill you, man." "Yeah, you, man." "You got it." "Frankie." "Ha!" "Look at him, buddy." "Yeah." "Yeah." "You check that out?" "Thank you." "Good stuff, Jackson." "Thanks." "But, uh, what took you so long?" "Oh, funny." "Real funny." "Chong Li!" "Chong Li!" "Chong Li!" "What's going on?" "That's Chong Li, the current champ." "He's never been defeated." "Holds all the records, including the fastest KO." "He killed a guy during the last kumite." "Yep." "He kicked the poor bastard right in the throat." "Guy died right there on the platform." "Chong Li stood there and watched him die." "Chong Li!" "Chong Li!" "Chong Li!" "Now I show you some trick or two." "Whoa!" "Fastest I ever saw." "Whoa, yeah!" "His first fight in the kumite, he broke the fucking world record." "Yeah!" "That's my buddy." "Go home." "This is real good stuff." "How's your eel, as good as mine?" "I don't know, I haven't tasted it yet." "You gotta tell them to kill it first." "You should ask for forks." "Inspector Chen." "What a pleasant surprise." "Please join us." "No. I never eat here." "I found some information for you." "What is it, inspector?" "Frank Dux is at the East Lake Hotel in Kowloon." "Thank you." "Hey, have some eel." "Okay, Dux, you know why we're here." "We're taking you back, Frank." "Let's go." "Only when the kumite is over." "Who the hell are these two scumbags?" "Just stay out of it, pal." "It's not your business, okay?" "I ain't your pal, dickface." "Look, Frank the government has invested a lot of time and money in you." "Uncle Sam can't afford to let you get hurt." "I won't get hurt." "That's why we're here, to make sure of that." "Don't make it tough on us, Frank." "I'll be in the airport in two days." "That's not good enough." "Frank, read my lips." "We are taking you back now." "Don't make us use 50,000 volts on you, Frank." "Excuse me." "You want to shit sparks?" "You just stay put, okay?" "Stay put." "All those different fighters in one event." "lt sounds wild." "You have to see it to believe it." "Oh, come on, Frank." "Couldn't you just get me in?" "I really want this story." "It would mean so much to me." "They have strict rules." "No press." "I bet we could think of something." "I doubt it." "You telling me you never break rules?" "What do you mean?" "Who are Helmer and Rawlins?" "Just friends." "Why?" "They must be very close friends." "They've been inquiring about you all over Hong Kong." "What do you want from me?" "Well, I'd really like you to help me get into the kumite." "But more than that I'd really like to get to know you." "After all, we have all night." "I have to go." "I know." "Good luck today." "Thanks." "Meet me for dinner again tonight?" "Sure." "About the kumite, I'm sorry." "I cannot help you." "It's okay." "I'll get over it." "See you." "Where the hell have you been?" "You can't just disappear in the middle of kumite like that." "I got a rep to uphold, you know." "You don't tell me nothing and Jackson don't tell me nothing." "You guys are driving me crazy." "Right now, hurry up and change." "Pick a brick, any brick." "I know." "The bottom one, right?" "See?" "Not a scratch on it." "Not din mak." "Neither is this." "Aah!" "For you." "Yo, Frankie." "Whoa." "I hope we don't bump heads." "Come on, let's do it, buddy." "You feel strong today?" "I feel fine." "Good." "You're a good fighter." "You, good." "Good." "Thanks." "This isn't the first time I've had to go undercover to get a story." "Chong Li!" "Chong Li!" "Chong Li!" "All right, Frankie." "Yeah!" "Well done." "Dux!" "Dux!" "Dux!" "Time to separate the men from the boys." "Just be careful Chong Li doesn't separate your head from your body." "Go for the gut." "He's soft there." "What the hell are you talking about?" "Chong Li's weak in the gut." "That's how Parades surprised him." "Hey, you listening to me?" "Go for the stomach and stay away from his right leg." "Will you stop worrying, Frankie?" "I've got it under control." "You sound like my mother." "Man alive." "l got him!" "I got him!" "What are you doing?" "Keep going!" "Jackson!" "Jackson!" "Jackson!" "Jackson!" "Jackson!" "Chant for him now." "He's dead. I got him." "Yeah!" "Yeah!" "Yeah!" "Yeah." "Unh!" "Unh!" "No." "Stop!" "Chong Li!" "Chong Li!" "Chong Li!" "Come back, Frank." "Ray." "Ray, I'm here." "Ray." "The doctor says you're gonna be okay." "You are lucky you have a head like a rock." "Yeah, you'll be out of here in a week." "I'll get back at Chong Li." "That's a promise." "Do you think that's what he wants, someone to share a room with?" "Janice, stay out of this." "Frank, I don't wanna see you get hurt." "Then don't watch." "If you want to argue, go elsewhere, please." "Sorry." "You're not even trying to understand what this means to us, are you?" "What's to understand about a bunch of guys who have to prove themselves by beating each other's brains out?" "Why'd you become a reporter?" "What does that have to do with it?" "Just answer the question." "My father was a reporter." "I was a good writer." "It seemed like the right thing for me to do." "And you want to be the best reporter you can be for him and yourself, right?" "Yes, that's right." "Well, I'm just trying to be the best I can be." "Not just for me, for Tanaka, my shidoshi, too." "Great, Frank, that's just great." "Go right ahead." "I just hope you don't end up like Jackson, or worse." "But I'm not gonna stand around and watch it." "You're blowing it, Frank." "Forget about the girl." "Forget about getting back at Chong Li for Ray." "You have a chance to take it all tomorrow." "Do you understand?" "You can be the first Westerner to win this thing." "But you got to have a clear head." "You hear me?" "You hear me?" "Why are you so interested in stopping the kumite?" "Someone almost got killed there today." "I have a friend fighting in it." "I don't want him to get hurt." "Who is your friend?" "His name is Frank Dux." "You guys here for the finals?" "There aren't going to be any finals, Dux, at least not for you." "Don't try to stop me." "We're not." "He will." "I did not come this far to stop now." "You shouldn't have come in the first place." "Take him." "You're really being a hard-ass about this, Frank." "Uh, careful." "Put these on and we won't have to use it." "lt's your last warning, Frank." "Inspector, no." "We've gotta take him back." "Frank, give us a break." "We've been chasing you all over Hong Kong." "Can we stop this?" "Okay, Frank." "You win." "But it's wrong what you're doing." "It's a mistake." "I'll meet you at the airport tomorrow." "Now what?" "How are we gonna stop him?" "Follow me." "Time's up." "We can't wait any longer." "Come on, give me one more minute." "I give you my word." "He'll be here." "We must follow the rules." "Where's Mr. Dux?" "You know, I wish everyone would just calm down. I said, he'll be here." "Too late." "Too late?" "No such thing as too late." "Ah." "Finally." "lt's about fucking time." "Sorry." "How do you feel today, Dux?" "Feel good." "l am ready." "Dux, my man." "Come on!" "Come on!" "Dux!" "Dux!" "Dux!" "Well done." "Chong Li!" "Chong Li!" "Chong Li!" "You are next." "Prepare the platform for the final match." "This is it, Frank." "You can make history here today." "Frank." "You okay?" "Frank?" "Yeah." "You break my record, now I break you." "Like I break your friend." "Get him, Dux." "Come on." "Get up, Frank!" "Chong Li!" "Chong Li!" "Chong Li!" "Dux!" "Dux!" "Dux!" "Right on." "Come on now, Dux." "Come on." "More!" "More!" "Up, up." "Chong Li!" "Chong Li!" "Chong Li!" "Get up, Frankie!" "All right." "Say it!" "Matté." "All right!" "Dux!" "Dux!" "Dux!" "Yeah, Frankie." "Mr. Dux, you fought with inspiration." "We of the Kokuryukai salute you." "This is for you, shidoshi." "So you stomped him real good, huh, Frankie?" "Worse." "What do you mean?" "He made him say "matté."" "All right, Frankie." "But don't you get too cocky." "Because you might have to go up against me next time." "I promise." "Mm-hm." "You guys are out of your minds." "l'll drink to that." "Ha, ha!" "By the way, next time you fight try to keep your clothes on." "Anytime, anyplace, anywhere if you ever need me, I'll be there." "I love you, my friend." "Me too." "Take care." "He's not gonna show." "Looks like he did it to us again, huh?" "Hey, guys." "You coming or what?" "You son of a bitch." "You're always late." "You know, you're really a pain in the ass, you know that?" "I'm just glad you're on our side, kid."