Dangerous Beauty: The Women of 'The Forbidden Kingdom' Page #2

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- From them.

- Officers, look what they're using to pay.

- What's this?

- What do we do now?

- How good is your Kung Fu?

Ahh...

He who speaks, does not know.

He who knows, does not speak.

Surely you're masterful.

- Where did he get that raben?

- It's a fake.

You can find anything these

days on the Silk Road.

Out of the way, old fool.

Hand it over.

Hand over the raben or die.

Go!

Help!

- Protect yourself.

- What?

Come on, let's go.

Where're you going?

- Jump!

- I don't think so.

Do not think! Just do!

Come on!

Ahhh...

Yes...

- Oh...

- Ah... thank you.

There they go!

Such a skilled child.

Are you from Northern Mountain?

She is Golden Sparrow from the south.

She helped save our lifes back there...

I don't know what we would have done,

if she hadn't come along.

She does not think the Drunkard

Immortal needed his life saved.

You're immortal?

What did you run from child?

Bounty hunters trying to stop her from

reaching the Five Elements Mountain.

I suggest you keep riding west.

And only stop to water your horses.

- You're not coming?

- The journey to Five Elements Mountain,...

crosses of barrens and desserts,

unspeakable dangers.

Worst of all, no wine.

His elixir, every Immortal has one.

I'm very sorry, without wine I will perish.

You must understand this.

No... You must understand this.

This is insane!

- Do you wish to get home?

- Yes.

Then listen well. If you die here,...

you will be found dead,

in the world you left behind.

Do you understand?

My jug is getting low.

I must say goodbye. Bye-bye.

Wait!

Let him go. You're the one

to return the staff, not him.

How good is your Kung Fu?

He's got no Kung Fu. None!

Lu, wait!

Teach me. Teach me to fight.

Swing soft, cut harder,

at the same time.

He's terrible.

I've been here weed whacking

for two days now.

While you sit on your horse,

like the King of England.

When're you gonna teach me Kung Fu?

- You wanna learn Kung Fu?

- Yeah.

I teach you Kung Fu.

That's called strike.

Tomorrow, teach you block.

Let's go.

Swing soft, cut hard.

You think you'll teach me

the no shadow kick?

Oh... and the Buddha Palm Technique.

There's a guy in Virtual Fighter 2,

who does the Buddha Palm Technique.

And he does the huh... the Iron Elbow.

And he does the huh...

One Finger Death Touch.

The cup's full. Stop! It's full.

Exactly. How can you fill

your cup, if already full?

How can you learn Kung Fu,

if already know so much?

Know Shadow Kick, Buddha Palm.

Empty your cup.

Hopeless! It is hopeless.

It is said that music, is a bridge

between earth and heaven.

It's beautiful.

It belong to our mother.

My Lord...

How dare you.

Can't you see I'm busy?

The Divine Staff of legend...

It was seen in the Middle Kingdom.

Impossible.

The villagers are beginning to

whisper of the prophecy.

Mortals are always

whispering of the prophecy.

They're entitled to it.

What other offending news

do you have for me?

That is all, my Lord.

Summon the Witch.

The one born of wolves.

Where were we?

Lu Yang.

Lu Yang!

Lu Yang!

Lu Yang!

Sparrow!

- Jason, what happened?

- He took it. The staff!

The Jade Warlord has sent

a bounty hunter.

We're doomed.

That's his horse.

He must be inside.

Why would he take refuge in a temple?

That's what I intend to find out.

Wait with the horses.

Ahh... good to get off my feet.

Long way.

So, where're you from?

Shandong province?

You look like the

Shandong province type.

You come here often.

The Staff doesn't belong to you.

You have to give it to me,

or somebody might get hurt.

What kind of monk are you? Huh?

Stealing from travelers.

Ah... a silent one I see.

Or deaf.

I'm speaking to you monk! Hmm!

Praying Mantis very good.

For catching bugs.

But not Tiger!

You try to steal the

Staff for the Warlord.

No, fool!

I'm on a mission to find

the seeker of the Staff.

You found him.

He's not even Chinese.

We're all the same inside.

Aren't we, monk?

Heaven help us.

What?! What's wrong?

It's wrong not to share.

Cheers!

How long have you been

searching for the Staff?

As long as I can remember.

An old man and a boy had tea here.

A soldier monk rides with them.

Who else?

I do not know who you speak of.

Men are such liars.

Sparrow...

Sparrow...

Where do you nest?

Jason, go deeper.

Must taste bitter before sweet.

Horse stance, grow roots.

Horse stance.

Very good. For taking a duck.

Hey!

Enough from you.

He's my student. Not yours.

Two tigers cannot live

in the same mountain.

Two masters cannot teach

the same student.

Horse Stance!

If he is willing to learn

the Kung Fu,...

he must develop the speed,

accuracy and power.

Hey! I know that. It's the way

of the Intercepting Fist. Bruce Lee.

I will punch. You'll block.

Ready?

Ahh! What did I teach you

about the Snake?

Now. You punch me.

Look. See.

Again. You punch him again.

Snake!

It's not right for Snake.

Perhaps Eagle.

Crane, Crane.

Okay?

Enough!

I had enough! No more!

No more of silent riddles

and no more empty cups.

First you... show respect

to your teachers.

So, what about the two tigers

and one mountain?

We can kill each other when it's over.

Kung Fu. Hard work over time

to accomplish skill.

A painter can have Kung Fu.

Or the butcher who cuts meat

every day with such skill.

His knife never touches bone.

Learn the form, and seek from it.

Hear the song, sing, learn it all,...

And forgetting it all.

Learn the way, and find your own way.

A musician can have Kung Fu.

Or the poet who paints

pictures with words.

And makes emperors win,

this too is Kung Fu.

But do not name it my friend,

For it is like water.

Nothing is softer than water.

Yet it can overcome rock.

It does not fight.

It flows as long, we are told...

Formless, nameless,

the true master dwells within.

Only you can free it.

Behold, the tyranny of the Warlord.

He must be stopped.

He must be killed for his crimes

and his head put on a post.

But we must not feel hatred

towards him or he wins.

If he speaks compassion for this devil,...

he should go back to his temple and pray.

Our mission is not one of peace.

Go back to your mother and father.

You're but a child.

They're dead.

And she is not a child.

Not anymore.

Her father was a government official

who opposed the Warlord.

And so...

To set an example, the Warlord

dispatched his troops into night.

Legion upon legion poured out

of the Five Elements Mountain.

Into the low lands of the Middle Kingdom.

Screams of innocent people

hung in the night air.

When it was over, charred roofs

were all that remained.

That, and a lonely child

hidden in a well by her mother.

Ruthlessly murdered by an arrow,

from the Warlord's bow.

When she reaches the Warlord's palace,

she will not offer him forgiveness.

Monk, she will offer him this.

A jade dart that can kill a immortal.

Long has she practiced.

Vengeance has a way

of rebounding upon itself.

Well...

Master of Sensitivity.

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