Jie Zi Zhan Shi Page #5

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Slice the onion.

Slice the tomatoes. Dice the onion.

Catch it. Keep up with me.

Slice the pepper. Slice the onion.

Flatten the ginger.

Dice this.

Catch this tomato.

Your hands are quick

but your eyes are far too slow.

To learn kung fu

your reflexes must be fast.

How would you stop this?

By hand?

- By ducking?

- Of course! Now, remember.

Teacher. Why do we only use

our hands and not our feet as well?

- Using feet is hard.

- That's not so.

I know a man who can kick birds

right out of the sky.

Show me your kick.

I'll try.

Left foot.

You knew which one

before I even started.

Now, kick again.

One...!

Now, before you moved your foot

your shoulder moved.

How could you move your foot without

your shoulder moving?

Use your foot

without casting a shadow.

Now, there's one more

type of shadowless kick.

Hold on, Teacher.

Wait. Let me draw it first.

I'll be quick. I'll be quick.

Great.

Got it.

Hold on tight.

You moved your left shoulder.

Got hold of it?

That's great! It didn't move.

It didn't move.

I need to draw it. Be my model.

What? You want to draw me?

More or less.

Now, copy the kicking pose I was in.

- Come on. Lift up your foot.

- I can't.

Yes, you can.

I'll get some paper. Don't move.

- I'm falling.

- Good, good.

That's great. This is great.

Wash the wok.

Wash the wok.

Wash them with both hands.

Wash, wash...

- Teacher.

- Watch it! What are you doing?

- The shadowless kick.

- The shadowless kick?

- Practising it all night?

- Yeah.

You're overdoing it. You're bruising

yourself even before you perfect it.

- You use this to practise with?

- Yeah.

But this doesn't move. When you're

fighting, your opponent will move.

Why are you hanging these woks up

at this hour of the morning?

- Washing the wok in the air.

- Think your opponent will stay still?

Left.

Right.

Left... right...

Left... right...

Left... right...

- Don't starve me. I won't do it again.

- Go back to sleep.

Remember, while fighting you must

be agile while using your feet.

Once you lift your feet he'll kick your

other one, so you must be balanced.

- Balanced.

- Remember what I say. Balance.

Balance. My centre of balance

must be lower.

Look at you.

Are you trying to be an eel?

Yuk-Su, those eels...

I need them to make my noodles with.

- What's all this?

- You said to keep low. I'm practising.

Have you gone mad?

I want those eels dead. Cut them up.

- Okay.

- You've made him angry.

- Yuk-Su, are those eels ready?

- Yes, nearly.

Teacher, I've made seven-colour

noodles for your birthday.

Really?

Master, you've got to make a wish

before you blow out the candles.

Don't be daft - the wish shouldn't just

be mine. We should all share in it.

- Blow!

- Now, let's all blow together.

- One, two, three!

- Happy birthday.

- Yuk-Su.

- Fatty Hing, what a coincidence.

Turn on the lights. Come on in.

Happy birthday. No, just carry on.

- You're tense. Why are you here?

- Siu-Laan's in trouble. Come on.

- What's the matter?

- Siu-Laan's been sold as a prostitute.

How could you do that to her?

- You sold her as a whore?

- It wasn't me.

- Was it your father?

- It wasn't him either.

- Her mother did it.

- Why'd she do that?

It's all your fault.

You told me not to keep a maid,

so I persuaded my dad.

And he agreed -

and set all the maids free.

But Siu-Laan's mother sold her again,

seeing as she's still young.

- What do we do?

- Isn't your kung fu good now?

Why don't you and Master Yat

go and save her?

- No way. My father will kill me.

- So what do we do?

Siu-Laan's in real trouble. It's your

fault. You told me not to have a maid.

One more drink...

Now he's getting drunk.

Master. Here's some more wine.

It's from France. Good stuff.

- Have another one.

- Don't mind if I do...

Thank you...

Need to sleep...

- Come back soon.

- Okay.

"NO.1 BEEF NOODLES"

That's the girl.

I supply girls for the Chinatowns in

London, Korea and San Francisco.

I supply them all.

You've come to the right man.

- Have you considered the price?

- Oh, the price is no problem.

We just need to see the samples.

Not here.

These ones aren't suitable for France.

Do you have any more?

Move it.

Come on.

- Go in.

- Walk!

I'm not going. Let go of me. No!

- I'm not going!

- Move!

Master.

- Master!

- Siu-Laan!

Let me go!

Master, please take me home!

Don't come any closer!

- Don't! Don't!

- Get out of here.

Let's go.

Stay back! Stay back!

Stay back! Sonny...!

Look at that.

He didn't have to duck.

Wow! 500Ib.

Keep away.

Wasn't that something, Fatty Hing?

- He even broke the door.

- Even the wall's dented.

The "Scorpion Tactic".

The "Windblown Grass".

The meat isn't working.

- Honourable Sir!

- Get away!

- "Two Dragons At Sea".

- That's 1,000Ib.

"Seeking A Failure Strategy".

"Crouching Dragon".

Honourable Sir!

Come on!

"Heaven's Knife Whirlwind Kick".

Come on, let's go.

Let's go, quick!

Quick, quick, let's go!

Siu-Yu!

They set fire to the restaurant.

Go save your father.

- We've got to go now!

- Siu-Yu!

Quickly! Go back and save them.

Don't worry about me.

Here...

Take him to hospital. Quick!

Father!

Teacher!

Fire! Fire!

How tragic!

- Father!

- Pour water!

- Father!

- Don't go in!

- Where's my teacher?

- He's gone to help your dad.

Teacher!

Teacher! Come back out!

Father!

Teacher!

Father!

I'm going to save Siu-Yu.

Don't go in there.

Teacher...

I dragged you into this.

You're right.

Forbearance is useless.

For more than ten years

I've been concealing myself here.

Hoping to forget the underworld,

all the hate.

In the past, I was knifed and suffered

humiliation in silence.

I hoped that grinning and bearing it

would bring peace.

Teacher!

Do you know who I really am?

I'm the assassin from

the Green Dragon Triad,

called the Dragon Severer, the most

feared killer in the underworld.

You punk!

You dare to come back?

Get the weapons.

No need.

- Teacher, why did you throw it away?

- Together.

You stupid old fool,

let's see if you can beat nine of us.

Give me the stick.

- Quick.

- Yes.

Teacher, catch!

This is the real three-section stick.

You've hit me, Yuk-Su!

- Come bathe with me.

- No!

Don't!

- Don't? Then you'll have to starve!

- Let me go!

Help!

Catch!

Help!

Help!

Let me go.

Siu-Yu!

Sonny!

- Sonny.

- Teacher!

Sonny!

- Free the maids first.

- Okay.

You stupid old man.

Have you forgotten your humiliation?

Strange. How does he know

which foot I use before I use it?

I see. He's watching my shoulders.

Okay, I won't move.

Let's see what he does.

"Southern shadowless kick".

Watch.

Watch.

Watch, watch!

Watch!

Even if you can predict my moves,

I can still kick you to death, old man.

Don't just lie there! Get up.

Fatty.

Let's get out of here. Come on.

- Quick, quick, quick!

- Quickly, let's go!

Quick! Quick!

- Siu-Yu, I have to go. Fatty!

- What?

Take Siu-Yu home.

I must help my Teacher.

- Be careful.

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