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- Okay.

That's it?

Look, I said I'm sorry.

I thought this place was

supposed to be about

honor and respect.

- Hit this.

- What?

Hit this.

Deep breath,

focus

and strike.

Hai!

The makiwara defines

the essence of karate.

Your punch can bounce off

just as easily as it can puncture.

The only thing that

factors into it is you...

your mind,

your focus

and your form.

You wanna get angry,

you wanna hit something, hit this.

4:
00 every day,

same as before.

Keep at it.

Osu, stand, yoi.

All right, jumping

jacks, 10 fast... go!

Other hand here, punching.

Here we go, ready? And...

watch out, guys. One, two...

as fast as you can. Five...

six...

- Hi, Jen.

- Hi.

Oh, how you doing?

- Good.

- Good.

Come on in.

Here we go!

Don't, no no no no no!

One, two, three, karate!

Good job last night. Good job.

- What's that there? Oh!

- What?

Good job.

And it's on!

Oooh.

Ladies and gentlemen, get

ready for another crazy one.

Right about now we got my

man Bullet inside the cage.

My dude is quick, but yo!

His opponent, the undefeated

Dominic Gray-yyy!

- Go to your corner.

- Whoo!

Yo, I know my man got

some speed on him,

but I'm telling you, I don't know how

he's gonna get himself outta this one.

I hope he can respond.

Dominic Gray is a

bad bad man, y'all.

You all know how he does it.

Y'all ready for this one or what?

- You ready?

- Excuse me.

All right, let's do this.

This gonna be crazy 'cause

you know it always is!

Get ready to fight, baby!

- Let's go!

- Come on!

Here we go!

- Whoo, middle of the war, y'all!

- Whoo!

- Off him.

- Come on, come on, come on.

Dominic Gray, people, 13 and 0.

It's for this reason and

out of popular demand,

that your kind promoter

and our sponsors

have decided to host a

tournament starting May 15th.

We want the best fighters

inside this cage.

No weight class. And

the awarded prize?

$50,000 cash!

Oh sh*t. Hey, and to get it?

Fight your way through

to this motherf***er

and try knockin' him out!

Dominic Gray, y'all!

Undefeated!

Yeah, man, I was just

tellin' Big D, man,

this is gonna be our

wildest one yet, man.

Oh, it's gonna be crazy.

Dom can't wait.

He's just ready to kill

motherfuckers, man.

You should've seen him

tonight, man... 10 seconds.

I don't even think it

was 10 seconds, man.

Yo, it's gonna be off the hook,

man. It's the best tournament...

I'll call you back, man.

I gotta call you back.

It's all right. Cool,

man, it's cool.

I gotta call you back.

Jesus Christ, man, you again?

- Didn't I comp you already?

- I wanna fight in the tournament.

Yeah, let me guess:

You hear five sexy numbers

and all of a sudden

you're seeing a nice little hatchback

and affordable girlfriend, right?

It's not about the money.

I just wanna fight.

Look, I appreciate your

dedication here, man,

but the sh*t's wearing thin.

It's not cute no more, man.

- Now get outta my office.

- I don't think you're listening.

Apparently neither are you.

Oh sh*t!

All right. Ha ha!

Cool. But I can't throw you

in just like that, man.

You need some crowd time

and at least one win.

You gotta be likeable.

Ahem. Okay, I got one fighter

who just backed out last minute

at one of the other circuits.

Street match... amateur hour.

Fine. When is it?

Tomorrow night.

Don't make me regret this, kid.

Huh.

Get your ass up, man.

Hey.

Hey.

I...

Thanks for meeting up.

I was kind of a dick before.

I figured, um...

maybe I was too forward

and scared you off.

No. No, not at all.

Really?

Yeah, it's...

it's refreshing.

Mm, interesting.

So...

You're a part-time janitor,

a part-time karate

instructor and full-time...?

I'm a student.

Mmm. What school do you go to?

Crescent Valley.

Isn't that a...

Yeah.

- You're not, like, 15, are you?

- No.

Oh, right on.

So you're just a perfectionist

with your grades.

So are you ever going to move

out of your parents' basement

or are you gonna be that guy

that stays there till he's 30?

Uh, my parents died

when I was 12, so I...

I live with my grandfather.

Sh*t, I'm...

I'm sorry.

So looks like you got

me all figured out.

How about you?

I grew up out west.

Um, I came here a few years

ago just to visit my uncle

and kind of fell in

love with the city.

So I took a year off

after high school

and applied for some programs

here in criminology.

And soon as I got in I was

on the first plane out.

So you're looking to

catch the bad guys, huh?

Oh well, you know, I do

live in the student ghetto

so I am looking to catch the perp

who stole my bike in freshman year

and subjecting him to the full power

of the criminal justice system.

Your parents must be proud.

Mm, yeah. Reg is even prouder.

You know, he can be

pretty over-protective,

so I think he likes the fact that

I'll be able to stand up for myself.

Nice.

So I got this thing tonight.

I've got a fight.

You?

Yeah.

- Like a fight fight?

- Yeah, like a fight fight.

Oh, I didn't even know you

were into that kind of thing.

Is there a lot of money on it?

It's not really about the money.

Does my uncle know?

I keep your secret, you keep mine?

Okay.

Reggie's Karate.

Leave a message.

Hey, Reg, it's... it's Michael.

Uh, I'm not gonna be able

to make it in today, man.

I'm... I think I'm coming

down with something.

I'll see you Monday.

Sorry.

Go ahead.

Every Friday night just like that.

Oh, he gets...

Oh!

Come on, man.

Come on, man!

Gotta keep your eyes open, brother.

He's too fast for you.

Oh, b*tch, you just

got head-butted.

- Oh oh, and another one.

- Kid!

Yo, come on, man, you're next.

- You can do better than that.

- What the hell is this for?

Dawg, the only thing you're

gonna need are your fists

- and a heavy sack...

- Get up, come on!

It's over, it is over!

and a f***ing prayer.

All right, all right, bring it in.

Give it up, give it up!

Squaring off against Jimmy D-DDD!

Come on, give it up!

Ha ha!

Michael Shaw.

All right, check it, check it.

No biting, no groin

shots, no eye gouges.

You can't get up, you lose.

You tap, you lose.

You ready?

Ready?

Let's do this.

Yeah, Jimmy, knock

this kid the f*** out.

I got sh*t to do. Oh!

Send this kid home, man!

Ha ha! Oh...

Sorry, Mike!

Oh, don't kill him, Jimmy.

Stay down, man.

Oh oh...

Oh!

The boy got some moves.

Come on, Jimmy.

Oooh.

Give it up for the kid,

Michael Shaw!

Yo yo!

That was f***ing incredible, kid!

- So am I in or not?

- Yeah, you're in. You got six weeks.

Whew!

Hello.

Hey.

- Did you win?

- Yeah,

but my hand's gonna look

like a watermelon tomorrow.

Look, I don't want to overstep

my bounds or anything,

but...

I know what happened

to your parents.

The carjacking...

and how they never found the guy.

Michael, why do you really

want to fight in this thing?

You didn't see it, did you?

The way they looked

at him it was like

they think he's some hero.

They don't even know.

It was him, wasn't it?

Look, I gotta get on a

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