Don't think he's stupid! Give him back the money!
We need the money!
- [ Xiaolou Shouting ] - [ Objects Clattering ]
Get lost!
Some friends they are!
They only wanted to take advantage of us.
Get a job? I am an actor.
What else do you want me to do!
You are the one who doesn't want me to sing opera anymore. Now what?
Get a job? That's easy for you to say. I know nothing but opera.
Happy now?
You're not mad at me, are you?
Here, take this.
Are you finished?
All right. I knew I shouldn't have said that.
But your friends really leave me no choice.
They are a bad influence!
Master Kwang wants you to work for him.
I am not going. How could I face my master?
Watch out, here I come.
Sir, they're here!
- Who? - Dieyi and Xiaolou.
They came as soon as they heard you wanted to see them.
Oh, this really is something!
Master!
The two famous actors are here!
We are unworthy of you.
You are so kind to come by.
I'm deeply honored.
Please, have a seat.
Let this decrepit old man pay his respects.
Master, we wouldn't presume.
Wouldn't presume! What wouldn't you presume?!
Cheng Dieyi...
Xiaolou helped make you what you are today.
Now he's not singing anymore.
It's time for you to give him a hand.
Come on!
Do it!
Little Douzi!
Little Shitou!
There's been a lot of water under the bridge...
since you were children.
Now...
you're great actors, but you're arrogant.
But have you forgotten?
Don't you have the heart for it anymore?
Did I tell you to spoil and indulge him?
Did I tell you to cover up for him?
Did I tell you to sit by while he wastes his talents?
Master!
It's my fault. I'm a failure.
Punish me!
Listen to me, grandpa.
Can you guess what I have to say?
Xiaolou belongs to me these days.
If you want to hit him, you've got to notify me first.
Juxian!
It's that girl from the House of Blossoms, isn't it?
Today, you are our number one guest.
Make yourself comfortable.
Have a drink and a look around.
Please.
Did I teach you to indulge yourself and go whoring?
Did I teach you to pawn your costumes?
To desecrate the opera?
Good! I deserve it!
Hold on!
If he's desecrating the opera, you ought to punish him.
But don't you think his stage brother...
has a part in it as well?
Juxian!
I'm from the House of Blossoms.
This is none of my business...
but as their teacher...
shouldn't you listen to both sides of the story?
Shut up! This is between us men! Keep out of it!
[ Glass Shatters On Ground ]
Duan Xiaolou...
you really are a tender soul!
- Hit me again! - If you don't shut up, I'll kill you.
Don't!
Go ahead.
You'll take two lives at once.
The Duan family line will stop with you!
Who told you to stand up?
Shitou, are you paying attention?
You're going to be a father.
If you keep wasting your time and lose your skills...
how are you going to afford a celebration for the baby?
Kneel closer to one another!
Closer!
Get to work!
- [ Child Moans ] - Straighten up!
Stretch those legs! Stretch!
Wait a minute!
You're practicing '' Fleeing by Night,'' aren't you?
You're playing Lin Chong. Who's this Lin Chong?
He's head of the palace guard, not some sneaky little thief.
Take this.
Attention, everyone!
This is what a great hero is like.
''A man doesn't lightly shed his tears...
unless his heart has broken.''
[ Thuds ]
Don't! Master told me to kneel for seven days as punishment.
The troupe has disbanded.
What's the point of this idiotic kneeling?
Master said that only you can make yourself a great actor.
Everyone else has left. You ought to go home too.
I was found on the street as a baby. I've got no other home.
Do you know who found you?
No! They said if I knew, I'd get a swelled head and wouldn't work hard.
Do you still want to sing opera?
Yes, even if I have to beg to support myself!.
What's your name?
Xiao Si.
1 945 THE JAPANESE SURRENDER...
AS CHIANG KAI-SHEK'S NATIONALIST ARMY RETAKES BEIJING.
I hear the talk of the soldiers
[Jeering, Clamoring ]
[Jeering Continues ]
Xiao Si, go tell the manager to avoid trouble.
And it is all about running away
What's this? Why aren't you singing?
Don't make trouble!
Don't go, Xiaolou. It's not worth it!
Soldiers! Gentlemen!
Waving flashlights is not acceptable behavior in the theater.
Even the Japanese didn't do this sort of thing.
Everyone's here for the opera. Please return to your seats.
Well put. Back to your seats, everyone!
But can we let him get away with speaking up for the Japanese?
No!
Get him!
Fuck your mother!
Xiaolou!
Leave him alone!
- [ Blow Landing ] - [Juxian Grunts ]
[ Grunts ]
Juxian!
Hurry!
I'm here, Juxian.
Get her a stool. Hurry!
We have to get her to a hospital.
Save her first and worry about the baby later.
Let us through!
There was only a minor disturbance.
Is such a show of force really necessary?
You can fine us.
Why do you need to arrest anyone?
The theater's been trashed, people beaten...
and you still want to arrest him?
Why?
What for?
Cheng Dieyi betrayed the country to the Japanese.
Move it!
How can you say that about him?
Teacher, teacher!
Mister Duan!
Mister Duan, I'm afraid she's lost the baby.
Xiaolou, I'm so sorry.
Go help Dieyi if he's more important to you.
I don't know whether Dieyi goes looking for trouble...
or if it's trouble that comes looking for him.
But sooner or later, they always meet.
Whenever you're with him, my heart's in my throat.
Now that I've lost our child, you're all I have left.
I don't care if I have to beg with you on the streets.
All I ask...
is peace of mind.
If you help him now, we'll no longer owe him anything.
Don't perform with him anymore.
Promise me this. Put it in writing.
[ Birds Chirping ]
Master Yuan...
Dieyi's life is in your hands.
Count this. If it's not enough--
If only you'll save Dieyi...
we'll give all our earnings for the next three years.
You think I need your money to keep my birds from starving?
And this gentleman is...?
Don't you recognize Xiaolou?
He plays the king to Dieyi's concubine.
Then it should be he who saves Concubine Yu!
My dear man, that's only a play!
All Beijing knows that Master Yu is the true king of the theater!
It's true.
Speaking of theater, I'd like to ask Mister Duan something.
When the king returns to see Concubine Yu...
how many steps should he take?
Seven.
Show me.
Come on, show me!
Master Yuan.
[ Man Shouting ]
Is this the honorable home of Mister Yuan?
When a man called Cheng Dieyi was arrested, he said...
the owner of this sword would be able to rescue him.
Have a look. Do you recognize it?
From your expression, I see I've come to the right place.
Good. I'll put the sword here.
I'm so relieved to have found its owner.
But sometimes one's hopes are misplaced.
Master Yuan, you mustn't blame Dieyi.
I see.
He didn't say I... I put him up to it, did he?
If you were involved...
he wouldn't be in trouble, would he?
True!
Oh, dear!
There's a roomful of reporters waiting at home.
Xiaolou, Mister Na, let's go.
Wait a moment! Let's talk.
Master Yuan asked me to talk to you.
Tomorrow in court...
say the Japanese put a gun to your head.
Say they tortured you.
Master Yuan has made arrangements for everything else.
This is from Xiaolou.
Dieyi, don't be angry with us.
The death of Xiaolou's child...
was karmic retribution for your partnership.
After you get out of here, just go your own way.
Cheng Dieyi betrayed the country by performing for theJapanese.
You encouraged the enemy and disgraced your people.
Aoki continued to resist even after Japan officially surrendered.
That's why we shot him when we found him.
We've collected these pictures as evidence...
and they confirm the defendant sang for the Japanese.
[ All Murmuring ]
We call on the witnesses Yuan Shiqing, Duan Xiaolou and Na Kun.
The government has always been good to me.
I wouldn't dare deceive the court.
Nor would I betray the laws of Heaven or my own conscience.
Cheng Dieyi was taken away in handcuffs by the Japanese.
They put a gun to the back of his neck.
[ Murmuring ]
- Duan Xiaolou! - Uh, it's true.
The Japanese beat up my stage brother.
Exactly as Master Yuan has just described.
Na Kun!
He--
The prosecutor claims Cheng performed obscene material.
That is ridiculous!
Cheng performed highlights from '' Peony Pavilion'' that night.
Anyone with any common sense knows that...
'' Peony Pavilion'' is the quintessential Chinese opera.
How can that be obscene to the prosecutor's eye?
How dare they insult our tradition and culture like this!
Who's disparaging Chinese tradition...
and disrespecting its culture?
- [ Cheering ] - [ Bell Ringing ]
[ Audience Hushes ]
We ask the accused, Cheng Dieyi:
Have the witnesses told the truth?
The court wishes to hear...
what the accused has to say.
Cheng Dieyi!
I sang for the Japanese.
I hate the Japanese too.
But they didn't lay a hand on me.
- [ Crowd Clamoring ] - [ Bell Ringing ]
Cheng Dieyi...
you have the right and duty to clear your name.
Reconsider carefully and tell us again what happened.
If Aoki had lived...
he'd have taken the Beijing Opera to Japan.
[ Audience Clamoring ]
[ Bell Ringing ]
Why don't you just kill me?
Master Yuan, Master Yuan!
How did you people get in here?
Please, Master Yuan, don't leave.
What does it matter? He's as good as dead.
Master Yuan, you can't go. If you go, he's finished for sure.
The court has made its decision.
The case of the traitor Cheng Dieyi is suspended.
The accused is released under bond.
[ Audience Clamoring ]
Court dismissed!
What's going on?
Dieyi, are you playing with me, goddamn it?
Good-bye, Mister Cheng.
This way, Mister Cheng.
NATIONALIST HEADQUARTERS
The commander has arrived.
Attention!
KUEN-STYLE OPERA '' PEONY PAVILION''
Chunxiang!
Miss!
How can one know spring's color...
unless one visits the garden?
'' Ma, did you get my last letter?
Everything's fine here. Don't worry about me.
My stage brother Xiaolou looks after me with great kindness.
We rehearse by day and perform at night...
just like before.
-The world's not what it used to be, but all we ask is a peaceful life. - [ Cat Meowing ]
We sing and get paid for it. What more could you want?''
Lucky, the cat, wants you to blow more opium smoke at her.
See that? It sure makes her come to life!
Dieyi, should I mail this to...?
- The usual address. - Done!
All you classic consumptive heroines burn your letters.
Have you seen this?
Do you want it?
If you don't, I'll tear it up.
I'll do it!
Xiao Si!
I gave Master Duan the sword returned to you by Master Yuan.
The river's course is twisted, but in the end it flows to the sea.
But what gulf still lies between our concubine and our king?
Talk to each other already.
The Han king is about to enter the city!
- [ Horns Honking ] - [ People Clamoring ]
1948 - THE EVE OF THE NATIONALIST EVACUATION TO TAIWAN
THE COMMUNISTS HAVE SURROUNDED THE CITY.
[ Gunfire ]
For better or worse, we Manchus ruled for three centuries.
The Republic's only just begun, and already it's being overthrown.
[ Gunfire Continues ]
But even the Communists have to have opera.
The empire may change hands, but rest assured...
you'll still get top billing at the celebrations for the new regime.
[ Explosion ]
We're just waiting to see what their money looks like.
Well, do you still want to fight their ragtag troops?
Of course I'll fight them... if they don't behave themselves.
If you had Master Yuan's class, you'd prosper...
no matter who was in power.
It's not the same for us!
Do you recognize me?
Cigarettes! Buy one!
Mister Zhang, don't you know us?
Buy a pack!
[ People Shouting ]
1949 - THE COMMUNIST PEOPLE'S LIBERATION ARMY ENTERS BEIJING.
[ Delivering Lines ]
Xiao Si...
have them sing whatever the crowd wants to hear.
Just avoid a scene.
Honorable guests...
I'm very sorry.
Today my fellow actor is--
[ Man Shouting ]
[ Crowd Singing In Unison ]
[ Retching ]
Mister Cheng, if you can't take it, have another smoke.
Xiao Si, go call Mister Duan.
Down with the counter-revolutionary Yuan Shiqing!
Yuan Shiqing is an enemy of the People and he must die!
We must raise our level of vigil and see what has been going on!
Yuan Shiqing has always opposed...
the Communist Party and the People.
He has harmed his community and is guilty of monstrous crimes.
Only execution can satisfy the People's anger!
Down with the counter-revolutionary Yuan Shiqing!
Down with the tyrant of the opera world, Yuan Shiqing!
Death to Yuan Shiqing!
Execute Yuan Shiqing!
Take him away!
[ Crowd Chanting ]
Only execution can satisfy the People's anger?
Just like that?
They're going to kill Master Yuan?
Keep your voice down.
[ Man Screaming ]
Let me go! Release me!
Fuck you!
Stop carrying on!
Are you listening? You'll get over it with time.
Good, calm down. Everything will be okay.
Fuck you!
Cut it out or I'll hit you!
How is he?
We may need to wean him from the opium slowly.
Keep an eye on him. Don't let him hurt himself.
Don't go, Xiaolou.
If he really wants to overcome his addiction...
he's going to have to go through hell! This is just the start.
[ Screaming ]
[ Retching, Sobbing ]
My hand is freezing!
It feels like ice.
My hand is freezing!
It feels like ice.
My hand is freezing.
It's okay.
Everything's all right.
The sky of the liberated areas is clear and blue.
The people of the liberated areas are all very happy.
Mrs. Duan!
Where were you?
A meeting.
A meeting?
[ Men Chattering ]
Xiaolou, the whole troupe's come.
Come on in. Quick!
Ah, a costume change!
Thank you all for coming to see me. I'm fine now.
Sounds easy now. You didn't see him suffer!
Dieyi, get out of bed.
All of Beijing is waiting with bated breath...
for the next appearance of the King and his Concubine!
It'll be the goddamn golden hit of a golden era.
[ People Applauding ]
[ Applause Subsides ]
You've asked me to say a few words. I'm not sure how to put it.
I think these modern operas are interesting...
but the costumes aren't very attractive.
The backdrops are too realistic. Nothing pleases the eye.
Yet Beijing Opera puts great value on ambiance.
Song recital, movement and acrobatics are part of this ambiance.
But if you're wearing outfits like these...
and standing in front of those backdrops, it just doesn't work.
I fear that this will be the end of opera as we know it.
What do all of you think?
Are you saying that modern operas aren't Beijing Operas?
What is Beijing Opera after all? You can put it succinctly.
'' No sound is but a song, no movement is but a dance.''
It must have beauty.
For instance--
Teacher, I don't get it.
Practice. When you've sweated enough to fill buckets, you'll get it.
I still don't understand.
Xiao Si!
I just don't get it.
Why is it Beijing Opera when ancient heroes and beauties take the stage...
but not when the laboring masses do?
You're talking apples and oranges. Upstart!
What kind of attitude is that?
I'd like to hear from Teacher Duan.
Xiaolou!
It's going to rain. I've brought your umbrella.
Catch!
Yes, yes, run along home now.
Theoretical questions give me a headache.
I say if it uses the traditional forms, then it's Beijing Opera.
Am I right?
I'd like to say something.
I've been part of the New Society since giving my theater to the state.
Comrade Cheng, I believe you're wrong.
Modern opera is a new venture. It deserves our support.
If opera relied on being a smart-ass, you'd graduate with honors.
Opera requires practice, skill and talent.
There are no shortcuts!
By forcing me to kneel, you're breaking the law.
And if I don't punish you, you'll always be third-rate.
You want to be a great actor? Dream on!
And when did you ever seriously want me to succeed?
All you've ever wanted was a coolie, a stagehand...
a follower, a bit player!
How dare you! You're speaking absolute rubbish!
Kneel down!
You won't live to see the day!
Xiao Si!
Go, then! Be a bit player your whole life!
Mister Cheng...
I can hardly believe this.
It's like something out of the Old Society!
If I continue to get bit parts, I'll be unworthy of your patronage.
[ People Applauding ]
So, you know?
Uh, I just learned myself.
That's not true, Teacher Duan.
You were there at the meeting last night.
Xiao Si! You said you'd notify Dieyi that you were replacing him.
I had second thoughts. I decided you should tell him.
Don't you agree?
If you couldn't tell him, who could?
- Take it off!. - [ Bell Ringing ]
Take it off!.
Don't. Don't be like that!
I won't fucking sing anymore!
Let whoever wants to perform do so.
Xiaolou, you mustn't go.
[ Bell Stops Ringing ]
Comrade Duan...
that audience is made up of the laboring masses.
You decide whether you'll sing for them or not.
[ Applause ]
[ Singing ]
Xiaolou, the concubine is on stage. You'd better hurry.
Xiaolou... Mister Duan!
I've followed my king
On his military campaigns
[ Applause ]
Enduring the wind and frost
And hard toil year after year
I hate only the lawless tyrant
Who has plunged our people
Into an abyss of misery
[ Applause ]
The people have suffered
Untold hardship and pain
The king has returned to camp!
I'm here.
[ Applause ]
Your Highness.
I've caused you so much grief.
Thank you very much, Miss Juxian.
[ Singing Continues ]
[ Applause ]
Dieyi!
Dieyi, open the door! Open up!
Dieyi!
Won't you accept my apology?
That little snake you rescued...
has turned into a veritable dragon!
You have to go along with it! What else can you do?
No matter what, as you told me, you have to keep on singing!
Come on out...
and see what's playing in the theater of life these days.
Douzi, listen to your stage brother.
Go with the times! I'll still be the king and you my concubine!
Why does the concubine have to die?
Dieyi, why are you so impossible?
That's the play, for heaven's sake!
1966 - THE EVE OF THE CULTURAL REVOLUTION
[ Announcer On Radio ] Central People's Radio will now broadcast...
the decision of the Chinese Communist Party Central Committee...
regarding the Great Proletarian Cultural Revolution...
passed on August 8, 1966.
This new stage in socialist revolution...
is an event that will touch...
the very soul of the People!
[ Thunder Crashing ]
A good Communist must be brave...
speak righteously and fight for the revolution.
The greatest virtue for a revolutionary soldier...
is to overthrow the reactionary powers.
This is the foundation of our revolutionary struggle.
If a soldier does not do this, he is not a true revolutionary.
[ Thunder Rumbling ]
Those who oppose the revolution...
will be sent to reform school to adjust their attitudes.
There they will find their anti - revolutionary stance will diminish.
There are those who repeatedly complain...
that revolution is not appropriate...
that it's too violent...
that it's too aggressive...
that it's too abrupt for the people.
All of that is ridiculous.
How can you drink at a time like this?
I feel like it.
[ Man On Radio Continues ]
Anyway, jade cups were part of the ''Old Society.''
We can't keep them, so we might as well use them one last time.
[ Thunder Crashes ]
Come on!
[ Sighs ]
[ Thunder Crashes ]
It still won't break!
[ Clock Chiming ]
[ Giggles ]
[ Thunder Crashing ]
I'm so afraid!
I dreamed I was on top of a tall building alone amongst the clouds.
I wanted to jump.
Jump! I'd catch you.
You weren't there.
Xiaolou, you wouldn't leave me, would you?
- [ Thunder Crashing ] - [Juxian Groans ]
[Juxian Moaning ]
- [ Thunder Crashes ] - [ Moaning Continues ]
Where did this sword come from?
Cheng Dieyi gave it to me.
How many times did he give it to you?
Twice.
When was the second time?
Shortly before the liberation of Beijing.
Where?
On... on the street in front of the theater.
What did you say to each other?
It was quite chaotic. I don't remember.
Think about it.
We didn't say anything!
Keep thinking.
If we did, I can't recall.
Something about what you'd do to the Communists?
No! Certainly not!
I'd stake my life on it.
But what if we've got a witness?
Who? Bring out the bastard!
Na Kun!
What did I say?
I'll give you a hint.
Something about ragtag troops.
Na Kun! This is pure slander!
You reactionary old theater boss! You only want to protect yourself!.
You said you'd take on their ragtag troops.
No! I never said that!
What I meant was--
What I said was--
No, I said nothing at all!
Mr. Na, help me. Mr. Na!
Duan Xiaolou...
you've been smashing bricks since you were a boy, haven't you?
Do one for us.
Do it!
Come on!
[ Yelling ]
[ Brick Hits Floor ]
Duan Xiaolou, aren't you the '' King''?
No, I'm not.
But you've always been the '' King,'' haven't you?
That's just an opera.
It's not real life.
Did you go to brothels in the Old Society?
Yes.
Don't you think that's shameful?
Yes.
When you married Juxian, what was she?
A prostitute.
Good.
Now tell us what we need to know about Cheng Dieyi.
Of course, you don't have to tell us anything.
You saw what happened to Yuan Shiqing.
Make your own decision.
Sweep away all Cow Demons and Snake Spirits!
If the enemy doesn't surrender, we will destroy him!
Uncover the Black Gangs! Cut off the Black Hands!
[ Crowd Repeating ]
Seize the Black Hands that have infiltrated the cultural world!
Revolution is no crime. Rebellion is justified!
Sweep away all Cow Demons and Snake Spirits!
[ Upbeat March ]
Xiaolou!
Duan Xiaolou is the reactionary king!
Duan Xiaolou isn't telling the truth!
Duan Xiaolou and Cheng Dieyi are anti-Party elements!
Down with Duan Xiaolou! Down with Cheng Dieyi!
Talk! Talk!
Obliterate all class enemies!
Talk!
All right, I'll tell you.
He's totally mad about opera. He's obsessed!
Who? Make yourself clear.
Come on!
Cheng Dieyi!
All he cares about is opera.
No matter who was in the audience, which class they belonged to...
he'd still give it his all.
Stop avoiding the real issues.
You're not being straight with us!
[ Crowd Shouting ]
If you don't give in, we will annihilate you.
At the start of the War of Resistance...
he sang for the Japanese.
He was a... a... a traitor!
[ Woman Over Bullhorn ] Down with Cheng Dieyi!
[ Crowd Repeating ]
Down with Cheng Dieyi!
He sang for wounded Nationalist soldiers...
for reactionary theater bosses.
He sang for capitalists, landlords, the idle rich...
their wives and daughters.
He sang for hooligans, for soldiers and policemen.
He sang for the tyrant of the opera world, Yuan Shiqing!
Down with Cheng Dieyi!
What else? Tell us.
Talk!
He smoked opium like there was no tomorrow.
He smoked away the blood and sweat of the laboring masses.
Keep going. Get to the point.
Speak!
Go on!
Down with Cheng Dieyi!
Talk!
Xiaolou!
Talk!
In order to get on Yuan Shiqing's good side--
He-- Did you or did you not?
He became Yuan Shiqing's-- his--
Xiaolou!
Didn't you? Didn't you?
You were-- were-- his--
Sweep away all Cow Demons and Snake Spirits!
Scholars and beauties, kings and ministers.
Cow Demons and Snake Spirits.
[ Shouting Ceases ]
You've all betrayed me!
Betrayed me!
I've got something to unmask as well!
I want to unmask the ugliness behind the glamorous facade.
Xiaolou, you've no conscience.
You are as greedy as a wolf, as cruel as a wild dog.
You're a shell of a man.
From the moment you got involved with this woman...
I knew you were finished.
Everything was finished.
You think disaster just falls from the sky?
No.
We have come step by step towards this fate.
It's retribution.
I'm despicable, and I have been so for a long time.
But now even the King of Chu is on his knees begging for mercy!
Can Beijing Opera survive this indignity?
It's doomed, is it not?
This is what's called retribution!
- Karmic retribution! - [ All Clamoring ]
And I have something else to unmask.
See that woman?
Who is she? I'll tell you.
Slut!
Top whore at the House of Blossoms! Pan Jinlian!
Fight against her!
Fight against her to the death!
Duan Xiaolou, is it true she was a prostitute?
Well, was she?
Tell us!
Yes.
Do you love her?
Do you?
No.
No, I don't love her!
Is this the truth?
Really! I really don't love her.
I'll never have anything to do with her again.
- [ Man Shouting Over Bullhorn ] - [ Crowd Repeating ]
Nothing at all.
Leniency to those who confess, severity to those who resist!
Obliterate all class enemies!
[ Xiaolou Screams ]
Juxian! Juxian!
[ Xiaolou Sobbing, Screaming ]
[ Woman Singing Over Radio ] Listen to Grandma talk of revolution
a tale of heroism and tragedy
I was a child of the rain and wind
[ Dieyi Singing ]
[ Stops ]
''THE CULTURAL REVOLUTION IS A POWERFUL WEAPON...
IN THE HANDS OF THE PEOPLE'S CONGRESS.''
1977 ELEVEN YEARS LATER
My king, quickly give me your precious sword.
No, you mustn't take your life!
My king, quickly give me your precious sword.
No, you must not do this!
It's no good.
I'm old. I can't do it anymore.
At sixteen I am a nun.
My hair shorn at youth's prime.
I am by nature a boy.
Not a girl.
Wrong! You've done it again!
I am by nature a boy...
not a girl.
Come on, let's try it again.
My king, quickly give me your precious sword.
No, you mustn't take your life!
My king, quickly give me your precious sword.
No, you must not do this!
Give me your sword.
No, never!
My king, the soldiers of Han... they've entered the city!
Where?
[ Sword Hits Floor ]
Dieyi!
[ Body Thuds ]
Douzi?