Clash

It's time.

These are in the perfect state of being.

Thousands of pieces as one.

The foolish wrap themselves in fame

just to lose freedom.

The General cannot get out,

the Soldier has no way back.

As powerful as the Chariot is,

It still cannot escape death.

The chaos goes

on until total destruction.

Forever?

No escape?

Escape?

The pieces are free in

the facedown position.

What piece could become self-aware?

What's left of

the chess-board when that happen?

Where would that piece go?

It would just be a lost wanderer...

They are mother and daughter.

Mother - daughter.

Sounds like General,

Guard, Elephant, Chariot.

What's the difference?

That is the destination for pieces

that have gone astray.

It is not the end.

This is just the beginning.

Mom,

I think I just saw Big Brother.

Are you mistaken?

Hey, attracted?

Why don't you guys make-out?

This is your home until the job's done.

What is this?

A blood stain?

Rule Number Three:

No bullshit questions.

Bullshit?

Rule Number Three?

What do you consider "bullshit"?

Bullshit are things

that are not related to the job.

Such as your question.

So cheesy like some

Hong Kong movies.

Stupid!

Without rules, there is no game.

You guys have better learn fast.

I won't repeat myself.

Rule Number Two:

Each person has his responsibility.

Follow the plan at all time.

Rule Number One:

No real names, only nicknames.

Our driver is Hawk.

You are Snake.

You are Tiger.

And you are Ox.

What?

The guys are Tiger, Snake,

Hawk and I'm a catle?

Give me another name!

Follow the rules or quit.

Then what's your nickname?

Phoenix.

What?

Phoenix?

Can I call you "Honey"?

Last Rule...

Phoenix is the commander

the only one who makes decisions.

Phone.

Tomorrow a group of Frenchmen

will be trading in Saigon.

Their goods is our target.

This is half your payment.

The other half

will be paid when the job's done.

How big are the goods?

Fits into a bag.

But what is it?

Don't forget Rule Number Three.

I don't know about rules.

But these goods you speak of...

what if it's some toxic sh*t?

I don't want to die for nothing.

And this pile of chump change...

can't even pay my funeral.

Hey you! It's just a laptop.

Stop the car.

Follow the rules or quit.

Last chance.

Hey, don't stress yourself out.

Go! What are you waiting for?

Do as planned,

Ox and Hawk stay with the car.

I'll go in too.

Stay with the car.

What's going on?

Just lead the way.

I'm not going in.

It's so obvious. This is a trap.

Mother f***ers.

We don't even know this guy.

Right?

Forget it. I'm not going in.

Let's just get it done and go.

If the entrance is easy,

Then the exit won't be, pal.

Let me borrow your gun.

I'll get him some balls.

What are you doing?

Are you trying to rip us off?

Who is in there?

There's no trap!

Liar!

Look at me.

Say it!

I'll blow your head off.

I swear! There's no trap!

They're just deserters selling

AK's for booze.

Just following procedure.

Lead the way.

Cheers.

This here's...

Let me see the merchandise.

Snake, check it.

Which one's Snake?

Snake!

You're Snake?

Where are the rest?

And the bullets too?

Hey son of a b*tch,

even if you turned to ash,

I'd still know you're Cang Grenade,

you hear me?

You hurt?

Someone drive!

I can't reach the pedal!

What's the big deal?

I accidentally killed

his brother in prison.

So now he's got a grudge.

Who doesn't have enemy?

Shut it!

You ruined the deal, you pay for it.

Is this necessary?

We're under the same roof now.

That does not mean we are family.

We share nothing but rules.

Don't be so harsh.

Hawk is bleeding.

There won't be a second time.

This is the last stretch.

I trust you.

Hawk has unwavering faith in

the Phoenix.

The problem is... it trust without

knowing what is gained or lost.

You don't need

to lecture anyone about faith.

It is your last mission,

and yet you fail first hand.

It seems the reunion of you

and your daughter...

is still very far.

She's just a child.

Don't push me.

You make me worried for her life.

Do you know what

the Pol Pot regime did to children?

Now you want

to recreate history, right?

That depends on you.

You will have the laptop.

And I will have my daughter.

Do you see?

We all have the right

to make our own decisions.

We're going against

the Frenchies with these cheap sh*t?

Do you know what's

the most expensive thing in this world?

Talent.

Accept it or not, is your choice.

Good luck.

Don't disappoint me

and your daughter.

Who knows if these pieces

of sh*t can still fire.

Should I test it out?

Don't play around like that.

Now I have

to go change my underpants.

A**hole.

So we got toys, now what?

Tonight we'll divide into two groups.

We'll make a fake bid for the goods.

The point is to smoke

them out of the hole...

and see what we're up against.

Why fake it,

can't we just buy it for real?

Dumbass.

Forgot Rule Number Three?

Why don't we just do them there?

Too many people, it's inconvenient.

So we'll engage at their place.

Do you agree?

What is it?

Nothing.

Something wrong?

No, nothing.

It's just...

you look alright.

Hold my hand.

Cheesy.

Don't forget tonight we're a couple.

If these Frenchies are professionals,

Then we can't skip the small details.

Are they here?

They are. Look over my shoulder.

There are three of them.

Piece of cake.

Those are your fake bidders?

Who are they?

Don't forget Rule Number Three.

Look, they're pretty tough.

There's one guy outside.

One behind the door,

and one on the balcony.

Don't all look up at the same time.

Also, there's a suitcase

and a leather bag.

Certainly both have the goods

but one is a knock-off.

Why the trouble?

If the sh*t hits the fan,

they'll cast off the fake.

So how do we know which one is real?

Can you tango?

And you?

I'll improvise.

Sorry!

Sorry!

Sorry!

The place belonged to

a US advisor back then.

These guys don't impress me,

mixing business with pleasure.

We'll attack through front gate,

take out the little guys,

go for the goods,

kill whoever gets in our way.

Let's do it now, ok?

These guys are not amateurs.

Everyone thinks it's easy

to attack by night.

They know this too.

They'll be keeping their guards up.

What's more,

we're at a disadvantage.

Barging in like that,

we'll all be eating bullets.

First we gotta cut the security system,

then go in.

Hit them quickly and get out of there.

Maybe we don't have to fire

a single shot.

Alright.

Come up with a details.

I'm giving you this one.

Rest up guys,

we'll move before dawn.

Look at her,

she's the spitting image of you.

How do I know she's my daughter?

Have you forgotten

the red birthmark on her forehead?

Alright. Tell me your conditions.

I don't want to be

in your chessboard any longer.

My mind is made up. Speak!

Where would the chess piece go

without the board?

Its own way.

You're breaking my heart.

But you truly are the incarnation

of the Phoenix.

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