Enter the Dragon

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Braithwaite:
Hello Mr. Lee. My name's Braithwaite.

Lee:
Hello, Mr. Braithwaite.

Braithwaite:
I've come to speak with you about a matter of great importance..

Lee:
Have some tea?

Braithwaite:
Yes indeed.....uh, this is very pleasant.

Mr. Lee, I've come to speak with you about a tournament of martial arts. A tournament to which you've already received an invitation. Specifically the tournament organized by Mr. Han.

Lee:
Han's tournament.

Braithwaite:
I know, I know, I know. But we'd very much like you to attend that particular tournament Mr. Lee.

Lee:
We? Mr. Braithwaite. It's Lao's time.

Braithwaite:
Yes of course.

Lee:
Kick me. Kick me.

What was that? An exhibition? We need emotional content. Try again.

I said emotional content, NOT ANGER! Now try again, with meaning.

That's it. How did it feel to you?

Kid:
Let me think.

Lee:
Don't think. Feel. It is like a finger pointing away to the moon. Don't concentrate on the finger or you will miss all that heavenly glory. Do you understand?

Never take your eyes off your opponent. Even when you bow. That's it.

　

Main Titles

Mr. Braithwaite introduces the problem to Mr. Lee

Braithwaite:
There, that's Han. That's the only film we have on him. We know that he was a member of your temple. A Shaolin monk. Now a renegade. That's O'Hara behind him. Personal bodyguard. Tough, ruthless, as you might expect being Han's bodyguard. We got our hands on a demonstration film of O'Hara, all real bricks and boards. There's nothing phony about any of it. This was before he picked up a facial scar somewhere.

This is where you'll be going. An island fortress really. After the war, the nationality of the island was uncertain. And some time after that, Han bought it.

Lee:
What do you know about Han?

Braithwaite:
He lives like a king on that island. Totally self-sufficient. All of his efforts, seemingly, are directed toward supporting what he calls his school of martial arts. Han's only contact with the outside world is this tournament which he holds every three years.

This was stewardess, Mary King, found floating in the harbor. Nothing unusual about a body in the harbor. But this girl was last seen at a party aboard Han's private junk.. They reported her lost at sea before the body was found. We believe he selects attractive girls, and methodically builds their dependence on drugs, then sells them to an elite clientele around the world

Lee:
　What did the autopsy reveal as the cause of death?

Braithwaite:
She did not drown.

Lee:
She ODed?

Braithwaite:
Uh .....uh, yes, cause of death was uh, heroin overdose.

Lee:
I gather you still don't have enough to bust up his operation.

Braithwaite:
We know everything, we can prove nothing.

We want you to go in there as our agent. Get us our evidence.

Lee:
And come out in one piece to give it to you.

Braithwaite:
We'll give you anything you need. Electronic equipment, weapons, anything. Drink?

Lee:
No thanks.

Guns! Now why doesn't somebody pull a 45 and bang, settle it?

Braithwaite:
No. No guns. Look at this map here. As you know, the possession of a weapon is a serious offense here. Han's island rests partly within our territorial waters. If we were given the slightest reason to believe that he has any kind of arsenal, we'd move in on him. Besides, Han would never allow guns on the island anyway. He had a bad experience with them once and he's fearful of assassination. Can't really blame him. Any bloody fool can pull a trigger.

Lee:
I guess I won't need anything.

Braithwaite:
There's a radio on the island. We'll be monitoring it, on the chance that you can get to it.

Lee:
And then you'll come?

Braithwaite:
Someone will.

Lee:
Oh.

Braithwaite:
We aren't an agency of enforcement; we function as gatherers of information, evidence upon which interested governments can act.

Lee:
I see. If there's any trouble you'll make a phone call.

Braithwaite:
Oh, by the way, two months ago, we managed to place a female operative on the island. Since them we've uh lost her. If she's still there, she might have something. Name's uh Mei Ling. Sure you won't have one?

Lee:
No thanks.

Old Man

Old man:
Now the time has come to tell you something very difficult. I'm happy you have decided to go to Han's tournament.

Lee:
Yeah.

Old Man:
The last of the tournaments were held three years ago. I was in the city with your sister at that time.

Lee:
I didn't know that.

Old Man:
Yes, many of Han's men had come in fork the island, they were everywhere, bullying and arrogant. We were on our way into town.

Flashback

[Lee's sister is attacked by Ohara and other of Han's men.]　

Back to present

Old man:
Now you know the truth. When you get to the city, pay your respects to your sister and your mother.

Lee:
I will old man.

In cemetery

Lee:
You will not agree with what I'm going to do. It is contrary to all that you have taught me, and all that Su Lin believed. I must leave. Please try to find a way to forgive me.

In the harbor.

　

Roper

Roper:
Double or nothing?

Guy:
That's about a thousand bucks a foot, Roper. Why not.

Phone rings

Girl:
I'm sorry, Mr. Roper isn't in right now. May I take a message?

Hood:
That's a tough shot, Mr. Roper.

Roper:
Uhh, excuse me fellas.

Hood:
I say he can't make it.

Roper:
What'll you bet?

Hood:
You gotta love him. C'mon Roper, it's a hundred and seventy five big ones ($175,000), by Monday the 15th.

Roper:
Only a hundred and fifty.

Hood:
You forget interest.

Roper:
Well then, maybe I ought to talk to Freddy.

Hood:
You take advantage Roper.

Roper:
C'mon fellas.

Hood:
It's the dough, Roper, or we gotta break something..

You got it?

Freddy says this is for your own good.

Roper:
You better confirm that flight to Hong Kong for me.

How much do I have left in the bank?

Girl:
Fifty three dollars and forty three cents ($53.43).

Roper:
It's all yours.

Girl:
Thanks, only I think you'll need it.

Roper:
You wanna bet?

Williams

　

Cop 1:
Goin' on a trip, are ya?

Cop 1:
Hey, this jig's got a passport.

Cop 2:
Where ya goin', jig?

Cop 2:
Where's the plane ticket for?

Cop 1:
Hong Kong, via Hawaii.

Cop 2:
He's not goin' to Hawaii.

Cop 1:
Well, look what we got here. Assaulting a police officer.

Back in Hong Kong　

Roper and Williams meet again.

Roper:
Hey soldier, shape it up.

Williams:
Roper, hey, how are you man?

Roper:
How am I man? How am I, I'm glad to see you that's how I am. Hey how long has it been? Five ....

Williams:
Six years.

Roper:
Six.

Williams:
It's not as long as it seems.

Roper:
Yeah, I know what you mean.

Williams:
Whatcha [what have you] been doin' since Nam?

Roper:
Hanging in a little bit.

Williams:
All these yours man?

Roper:
Always first class.

Williams:
Same old Roper. Huh! Come here.

Parsons

Roper:
Yeah, from New Zealand. This man's putting quite a collection together.

Williams:
Know him?

Roper:
Uh uh, never saw him before.

Williams:
What you know about this Han cat?

Roper:
Just rumors. I hear he likes to live big.

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