Dao shi xia shan Page #3

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He stole my Nine Dragons Strike.

If I let him live, could you take over?

I did it for you.

And where is Zhou Xiyu?

At a Taoist temple.

Why were you at a temple?

It was the little monk's idea.

What?

So he knows Zhou Xiyu, too?

No.

Yes!

He didn't leave with me.

He went back to see him.

(GASPS)

Master,

I'm going

back to the temple!

Go on, then!

(CHUCKLES) I'll miss you, Master.

I'll miss you, too.

Good.

- What are you praying for?

- A son.

Master!

Let me be your disciple!

I mean it!

I don't take in idlers.

I'm no idler!

You won't have to sweep again!

Give me that.

Master, I finished.

You think so?

Give me the broom.

ZHOU:
Take it.

Learn to focus.

(BROOM SWEEPING)

Master?

Are you my savior?

Savior?

You're kidding.

I had my fortune told.

It said

I'd meet my savior here.

So it has to be you, right?

I need your help.

With what?

Turn around so I can say it.

I want a baby.

Huh?

A boy would be best.

Or my husband's family

will make him divorce me!

He'd better get to work, then!

The Taoist books say

it's not the woman's fault.

My own family relies on my in-laws.

Even my mother blames me.

You're lucky.

At least you've got a family.

As for me,

I was born an orphan.

I found myself a family.

Then I lost them.

I'll help you! I'll do that.

No need.

Let me!

You can go to Mingguang Temple.

I know the abbot.

I go every year.

I'm going tomorrow.

"Pray to Guanyin, get a son."

I don't know.

It used to work.

Not anymore.

Finished sweeping?

No, it's an endless task!

So you'll keep going?

You bet!

Come in.

HE ANXIA:
Okay.

You got a good fortune, right?

You'll get your wish!

If that's true,

you really are my savior.

(WHISPERING)

Master, I need to talk to you.

Sit down.

Put your hands together.

Buddha is in your heart.

RUSONG:
Now, what's up?

HE ANXIA:
Why did Guanyin

stop giving out sons?

RUSONG:
What's it to you?

HE ANXIA:
A girl I know

prays every year for a son.

She's back today.

RUSONG:
With no son, she's in trouble?

HE ANXIA:
That's it!

There's a room under Guanyin Hall

where other men

got the women pregnant.

Huh?

Since taking over,

I meditate in front of the door,

which I've locked for good.

I ask you,

were the men who did that

sinners or saints?

I don't know what that even means!

I just want to help her.

(LAUGHS)

(DOOR OPENS)

You!

(WINGS FLUTTERING)

What are you doing here?

What's this about?

No wonder you said to come here.

It wasn't Guanyin!

Men got those women pregnant!

How do you know that?

Master Rusong told me.

After he took charge,

he locked the door.

So how'd you get the key?

Master Rusong gave it to me.

Why'd he do that?

Because I told him

I wanted to help you.

Stop there.

Come.

I can't ever see you again.

What's your name?

(enemas)

Not telling.

I can't let you find me.

Her name is Xiangning.

Nice name.

I'll never

(VOICE BREAKING) see her again.

ZHOU:
Nothing is certain.

That's how life is, right?

Master, who are you, really?

Why hide away in a temple?

I'm not hiding.

I'm practicing my kung fu.

Yeah, the kung fu of sweeping.

Fallen leaves are like worldly cares.

You sweep day after day,

sweep and sweep,

and you cultivate patience.

It's endless.

So you just keep going.

Seeing how all things die

fosters compassion.

My greatest desire

is to return something to its owner.

That was the day my master died.

He asked to see the heir to Ape Strike.

(WHEEZING)

PENG:
Father.

No, not you.

But I'm your son!

Zhou Xiyu will be my heir.

Wait.

I hoped it could be you.

But you don't have what it takes.

(SCOFFS)

Yes, Master.

I understand.

(SHOUTS)

Father!

(GRUNTS)

(GROANS)

(SHOUTS)

Your master sure knew his son.

If he knew Ape Strike,

there'd be carnage!

(SOFT KNOCK ON DOOR)

Go back inside.

Stay there unless I call you.

I'm not going anywhere.

I'm sticking by you.

Brother.

(THUNDER RUMBLES)

It's been years.

I didn't think I'd see you again.

(LAUGHS)

Pathetic!

My father wasted his time on you.

I was always pretty ordinary.

(LAUGHS)

Give me the secret manual.

ZHOU:
I've told you, Brother,

Ape Strike has no secret manual.

Our Master's teachings

are all in my head.

I have only this notebook.

For 10 years,

I wrote down what I learned

from practice.

Now,

I give it to you.

(LAUGHS)

(GRUNTS)

(COUGHS)

ZHOU:
Brother,

I used to think I was so talented,

that of course I'd be the heir.

But after all this time,

I can see how much it hurt you.

If only I'd stayed,

we could've learned it together.

I wish to pay my respects.

(LAUGHS)

Come on, let's have a little play.

Let me bow to you first.

(GRUNTS)

Stay out of this.

Move away.

(CREAKS)

(RETCHING)

(GRUNTING)

(CRASHING)

(CLATTERING)

Master, watch out!

(LAUGHING)

See you.

Something's up.

Look out!

(BANGS)

(GASPS)

(LAUGHS)

(GASPS)

(LAUGHS)

(THUNDER RUMBLES)

(THUNDER CRACKLING)

(SCREAMS)

(GRUNTS)

(SHOUTS)

Master, make me your disciple!

Teach me this kung fu!

I'll do anything!

All my life,

I've only had one love.

And I'll give her up, too.

I'm not into fame or fortune.

I'd walk through fire for this!

I'll do anything!

Really?

Really!

Neither forsake nor abandon.

Neither forsake nor abandon.

No anger, no hatred.

No anger, no hatred.

(DOOR OPENS)

Dad?

(COUGHS)

(KNOCKS ON DOOR)

(CHUCKLES)

Dad! Dad!

Dad!

Don't move me.

Get the medicine.

You know where it is.

It's a wonderful world.

There's light and darkness,

the sun and the moon.

All plants worship the sun.

Even tree rings take its shape.

Flowers turn towards the light.

Yet animals chase the moon.

Animals are active at night.

- (HOWLING)

- When the moon is full,

it electrifies them.

We're animals, too,

with a trace of sun in our eyes.

Sadly, they shine with hatred.

Unlike other animals,

apes have eyes that can take the sun.

They can stare at it.

It makes them wise and strong

and able to run like the wind.

Whether we practice by day or night,

it's to achieve that speed.

Change the speed

and you change nature.

My friend and I trained together.

Him by the sun, me by the moon.

So many years in the mountains,

in bitter cold and blazing heat,

it almost broke us.

We came close to dying.

Then we suddenly heard

the wind outside

as the earth, whistling.

Thunder and lightning,

as the coupling of yin and yang.

I could hear grass growing,

flowers blooming,

snowflakes falling.

We'd mastered it.

As I came back to life,

I grasped the truth of Ape Strike.

I saw how grass

can move rocks.

And how even if birds fly

thousands of miles for food,

they always find their way home.

Such is to "neither forsake nor abandon."

It's late.

Master.

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

(RIPS CLOTH)

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

Who did this?

Who shot you?

I'm cold.

Give this to Boss Zha.

Take me to him.

Who's Boss Zha?

Master!

(SCREAMS)

Master Rusong!

(PANTING)

Why are you here?

Who's that?

My master. He's dying.

Please save him.

Free his soul,

Let him make peace with death.

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