Warriors Of Virtue
- PG
- Year:
- 1997
- 101 min
- 466 Views
I remember a world
with no wars...
no warriors.
All that has changed.
Now I see a dying land.
Is there someone
with the courage...
to step forward?
But I fear for him...
as I fear for us.
Ryan! Breakfast is on the table.
I've gotta run, honey.
Be back around 5:00.
Bye.
Shoot.
Bravo, no.
Look, where's Ryan?
Go on. You go find him.
Make sure he eats his breakfast.
Yeah.
What?
Do you mind?
Dog.
Yeah.
- Hey, Ryan!
- Yeah?
To your right.
Have I told you
about the real kung fu masters?
Then let go
of your limitations.
Imagine a world
beyond anything you've ever seen.
A world of no worries, of perfect bliss,
where anything can happen.
A world defended
by great warriors.
No guns, no lasers,
no morphing.
They use the forces of nature
as their weapons.
Fire, metal...
wood...
water...
and earth.
Warriors who fight
for integrity and honor...
sail upon their enemies
with the grace of a dancer...
and knock them senseless...
with the touch of a feather.
Well, it's cooking time.
Hey, Ming.
Are they real?
Ancient Chinese secret.
Red for 12!
Set, hut!
- Go!
- Go, Ken!
- We can still win.
- There's no way they can make it.
Time out!
- Red team.
- Ryan, Chucky, today!
Coming, Coach.
- Guys, we have time for one more play.
- Here you go.
We're gonna sweep left. No, we're gonna
sweep right. Toby, you get the ball.
No way, Coach. Left tackle's
been bustin' through the line all game.
Hey, I've played a few games
in my day, son. Okay?
I said sweep right, so we're
gonna sweep right. Now let's go!
- We can do it.
- Yeah, it's a good play.
- Brad.
- Guys, throw 'em over here.
Thanks.
If you fake to Toby, then bootleg left,
you have a clear path to the end zone.
Sure, "Coach. "
All right. Ready!
- Break!
- Gimp!
Let's go, Ry.
Blue 42! Go!
Hut!
All right! Way to go!
Wow!
Yes!
All right!
Nice call.
Thanks, Chucky.
You got dissed, man.
It was your call.
What's the difference?
You. That's the whole point.
- You made the difference.
- Watch out!
Hey, we're walkin' here!
Hey, Brad!
Ryan called your winning play.
Did you say somethin',
or did you fart?
Ryan called the play.
You heard him.
And he told you
exactly what to do.
Oh, really? I thought you said
that was your ingenious idea.
Bootleg left,
clear path to the end zone.
- That was a great call, man.
- Thanks.
Too bad you can't play ball.
You're pretty smart.
Come on.
Let's get lost.
Wait a second.
You want to hang out
with us tonight?
- Yeah. Sure.
- Cool.
Well, we'll be around
- Great. We'll be there.
- All right.
You too, Upchuck.
Break.
You got a death wish, man?
I mean, the guy's evil.
Lucifer thinks
he's a little extreme.
- He's up to somethin'.
- So you're not comin'?
I didn't say that.
After all, you're the man.
See you there.
Pass!
Touchdown!
An incredible pass from the man
simply known as...
"Ry. "
- Darn.
- Hey, Mom.
The man I was looking for.
Dinner's almost served.
Fabulous frozen. Got a showing in 20
minutes, so you'll have to eat alone.
- How was your game?
- We won.
Brad got a touchdown
on the last play.
- I came up with the play.
- Really?
Hey, that's great.
I'm very proud of you.
Proud of what?
I didn't score the touchdown.
That's okay.
- Yeah, right.
- No, it is. You're a part of that team.
And it sounds to me like
they couldn't have won without you.
When's Dad getting back?
Now, are you saying that your father is
a better cook than your mother?
No offense.
Oh, yes, you are gonna
need something.
- How about Min's? My treat.
- Ming, Mom.
You've only been there
a hundred times.
Yeah, Ming. I know.
Look, your mama's losing her mind, going
in and out of that door all day long.
You bear with me
a little longer?
I'll be back
in a couple hours.
Sorry.
Look, I'm sorry, okay?
You okay, Mr. Lang? It's slippery here.
- What's goin' on?
- Oh, nothin'.
Come on.
- What's got you singin' the blues?
- Nothin'.
Come on.
I got somethin' for you.
- What is it?
- Come on.
I'll be right there.
What's this?
Oh, I found that
when I was about your age.
It's a cocoon.
I was on my way home
from school.
I saw it lying on the ground,
just sitting there...
moving around,
something inside.
I got on my hands and knees
and looked close...
and I see this moth
struggling to get out.
But he couldn't do it. So I reached down
and tore open the cocoon.
And out he came.
Takes off into the air and flies away.
But then, all of a sudden,
down he came into the ground.
Dead.
What happened?
I interrupted his journey.
We all have cocoons.
The struggle to free ourselves makes us
whole and gives us the strength to fly.
It's pretty hard to fly
when you have a broken wing.
Always so certain of that,
aren't you?
Ancient Chinese secret,
remember?
- A book?
- No, a manuscript.
I was like you once.
Never felt I was good enough.
Always wanted to be
like someone else.
But this... this helped me become
A cook?
No. Myself.
This is Tao.
It means the way to something, yourself,
being the person you want to be.
I got all the self-help books I need
from my mom. She doesn't get it either.
This isn't like the books
your mom gave you.
I gotta go.
Check it out.
- It's yours.
- Catch you later.
Man, this place makes me itch.
- This is creepy. Let's get outta here.
- What?
This is our ticket,
so don't blow it.
We're in.
So you boys decided
to show up.
So what are we gonna do here?
We're gonna play
follow the leader.
You're the leader.
- It's a bad idea.
- Just relax, okay?
No. See? I told you
somethin' was up.
And I bet
it's gonna get worse.
I bet they're gonna carve
their initials into our chest...
or make hot dogs
out of our wieners.
- Hot dogs with meatballs on the side.
- Shut up.
Me, oh, my. You know, I just remembered,
I have a Spanish test tomorrow.
To hang with us,
you gotta be initiated.
Come on, you wussies! Let's go!
- All right, guys.
- Wait.
All right.
Now, this is simple.
All you gotta do is walk across
and give us an autograph.
- Make your mark.
- You said you wouldn't make him do it.
He can't.
- Don't listen to him.
- We all did it.
You want in? It's up to you.
- Don't.
- He's a wussy.
- Don't do it.
- Don't.
Fine. I'll meet you
on the other side.
- Baby!
- All right, man. Come on!
Take a swim today?
Shut up!
- Watch out.
- Don't slip, man.
- Watch it!
- Yeah!
Come on! Yeah!
Come on, Jeffers.
Are you cool?
Let's go.
Come on, buddy.
Come on.
He's just making fun of you.
Man, this is stupid.
Make like Tom and "cruise. "
Shut up. I can do this, okay?
Look, he did it.
Yeah. But you're not him.
- Damn.
- Let's go!
- He's picking up the can.
- Are you afraid?
- Come on!
- Come on down.
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