The style of Jeet Kwan Do demands speed...
accuracy and power.
Master, Master...
Someone else is here to challenge you. He's waiting outside.
These fools, they'll never learn.
Some tea for you, sir.
Oh, thank you.
Your tea, sir.
You're no fighter.
Catch.
It's your move. Come on.
You dare to challenge me?
You're lucky I'm a fair man, otherwise you'd be dead.
Beat it.
Challengers are all over.
Everybody wants to be number one.
Then something must be cooking.
Yes, I was challenged, too.
But you beat him, of course.
Umm.
Do you mean... the challenge came just out of the blue?
That's right.
Last week, I received the letter from this Korean Martial arts' expert, challenging me to a fight.
He said people like you and I aren't as good as our reputation.
Seems like quite a few people want to see us dead.
He said if I didn't show up for the fight...
he'd do something bad to my family.
I was so intrigued by his letter, that I decided to show up.
Here I am, but I came not because I'm afraid of your threat.
I just want to meet the man who's stupid enough to write a letter like that.
Come on, let's get it over with.
Remember, kung fu is the art of self defense.
I'm not interested in killing.
I just want to prove how bad your kicks are.
You must be talking about yourself.
That's what we call control.
Something you may never understand.
Now my friend, listen.
You'd better hope that we never meet again.
If you dare to harm my family, you'll regret it.
Because I swear, you'll never be able to kick again.
I don't know if we'll find out what all these Challengers are up to...
but I don't think we need to fear them.
How does it strike you?
Someone may want us dead.
Let them try.
I think something will happen, something bad.
Use staves.
Power them like thunder.
A visitor.
So it is you. It's Billy Lo.
Buddha's name be praised.
Abbot.
It's been a long time.
Forgive me. I trust you're well.
We've much to discuss.
Abbot.
The pigeons sensed your presence.
But I'm afraid their swift departure...
is the sign of a bad omen.
You must take care.
I shall take your advice.
Billy, remember this,
No one is unbeatable.
It's important that your brother learn from you.
He's still making trouble?
Since you've come to visit us...
why not stay for a few days?
Your brother would welcome it.
I know what you mean.
Bobby's a rebel.
That's why I felt that I should come and see him.
I've determined to make sure that he practices hard,
works more, and I'll see that he stays clear of trouble.
Actually, he doesn't appreciate the fact of what he has here...
is the chance to learn Kung Fu from a master such as you.
But if Bobby persists in being lazy, he must be punished.
Be patient with him.
He's still young and in a hurry.
But I know him too well.
So little training and he thinks he's good.
But to become an expert, he has to study and practice harder!
I'm sure he will take your advice.
You know he's my only brother, and it's my father's wish and mine that he'll succeed...
and pass on to others the benefits of Kung Fu.
I understand that.
I know, too, how much you care about him and his future.
But when you talk to him, don't be too mean to him.
Be sincere with him. Make sure he understands.
And remember...
When you were a child, you were also a troublemaker up to all kinds of mischief.
You refused to study hard. Instead... fool around on the streets, stealing things.
Yes, I remember that.
I had no discipline, no principles, no respect for anybody.
You weren't even afraid of the police.
You also had that innocent look that would fool any adult...
not knowing what your evil little mind was up to.
Hey, you little thief!
You're stealing my... you were also a bully.
I sure was.
What did you do that for?
Because I don't like you.
And I hate you, too.
I'll go tell your parents.
I hope you'll get beaten.
Fortunately, you didn't know any Kung Fu.
You even attacked old blind men.
As a martial artist I'd never do that.
I'd forgotten I was such a terror.
My goodness... so small, and you dare to attack an old man!
Who cares if you're old? Only the strong survive.
I'll kill you.
Help...
It was only later after you had grown up... and moved in with your sister,
that you started to respond to her advice and constant pleas to discipline yourself and behave.
Here, Mother wouldn't take my money.
Of course she wouldn't. You got it by cheating the cards.
At least I didn't steal it.
I know how you feel.
You're ashamed of me.
I'm the black sheep of the family.
Everybody despises me.
I don't care what they say, Billy.
Our mother and I care about what you doing to yourself.
Don't worry. I know what I have to do from now on.
Oh mother... I've been wrong.
But I understand now.
I'll make sure you're proud of me.
Now it's your brother's turn.
He's still young, immature, full of his own ideas.
I'm sure he'll soon change his outlook once you have a talk with him.
I just hope that you're right.
You've never failed.
Go meet your brother.
Right.
Dear Bobby. How are you?
I was hoping to see you...
but you were out.
Sorry I missed you.
I gather you're not studying or training so hard lately.
I guess I don't have to tell you...
that to become an expert in the art of Kung Fu
you must practice more.
There'll be time for girls later.
Learn all that the Abbot teaches you.
I'm leaving you my boxing manual.
In the hope that you'll find it useful.
Try to concentrate.
Don't let your father and me down.
Take care of yourself. Bye now.
Your brother, Billy.
"Mysterious Death of Famous Japanese Martial Artist Chin Ku"
Died so sudden.
You haven't slept all night.
Yes, I know.
Sit down, dad.
Too bad about Chin Ku.
Kung Fu expert dies so young.
That's right.
Tell me. Do you think... that he over trained?
There's nothing you can do now.
Don't think too much.
Try to get some sleep.
Don't worry, father. I won't let it bother me.
I'll attend his funeral a couple of days from now.
And I'd like you to represent me, too.
You're not going?
No. I'm far too old to travel, my son.
It isn't wise.
Think Bobby ought to come along with me?
No, I'd rather he didn't go.
He shouldn't be told of this.
But why not, father?
It's better that we shouldn't disturb the lad.
Okay. In that case, I'll go alone.
First thing to do is to look for his daughter.
He has a daughter?
The truth is, she's his step daughter.
That's a surprise. He sure kept that quiet.
Only his friends knew the truth.
Do you know where she lives now?
What's her name?
Name's May.
I believe she sings at a club in the Ginza.
You'll have to make some inquiries.
Welcome, Sir.
What do you want?
Who are you?
I'd like to talk to you.
Talk to me?
I don't even know you.
Don't let that bother you...
because I know you.
You must be crazy!
You're talking rubbish.
No, I'm not.
I'm Li Chun Chang.
I knew your father.
We were good friends.
Your father just died.
Aren't you ashamed of singing and enjoying yourself in here?
Don't you feel any remorse at all?
I don't.
So, he's dead.
So what?
Being sad won't bring him back.
I've got the impression that you have no respect for him.
He never cared for me.
So I sing to make a living.
Nevertheless, you ought to respect him. He was your father.
Some father! Where was he when Mother died?
Forget the past.
You bet I will.
Nothing I can do about it now.
Just pretend it never happened.
I can't figure out why he died so suddenly?
Chin Ku was a strong man, so full of life... It's strange.
I don't know much about him at all.
We hadn't been in contact for a long time.
Then he came to see me last month.
If you lost contact for so long, why did he suddenly come to see you?
I don't know.
But he left a box with me. He said keep it safe.
What is it?
I'm not sure.
A roll of film, I think.
Where is the film?
Can you show it to me?
Here!
Inside this box.
I'm going in. Stay here and wait for me.
It'll be a moment.
What do you want?
No one's allowed in here.
I'm a good friend of Chin Ku's.
I just want to pay my last respects to him. That's all.
I told you, no one comes in.
If you're wise, leave right now! Now get out.
Bobby, my son. Sadly I must tell you...
that your brother, Billy, is dead.
He was trying to find out why his friend Chin Ku died.
He devoted his life to the art of Kung Fu.
His own style of Jeet Kwan Do...
recorded for the benefit of everyone...
in his books and manuals.
My son, after you've read this letter...
go to Japan and meet up with Sherman Lan.
Find out who killed your brother.
Seek revenge.
Only then, will his soul rest in peace.
Hey, Bobby!
Hi Sherman!
I'm sorry I'm a bit late.
Just arrived myself. Let's go!
This is all your brother left.
It's a roll of film. I think you'd better have it.
This dart is the weapon that was used to kill your brother.
Do you have any idea why they wanted to steal Chin Ku's coffin?
I've no idea. It's a mystery to me.
It's all very strange.
I don't understand.
There must have been a reason.
But what?
Anyway, I'll take you to our master.
He's waiting for you...
Sherman, I'm going to get my revenge.
Of course, we'll help you all we can.
But you need to think it through carefully.
What's this place?
The Palace of Death.
Who's that foreigner?
That's Lewis. Master of the palace.
Who's that guy?
That's Lewis' valet.
Oh, Chin Ku... What's he doing there?
Well, he was Lewis' guest.
They look like great friends.
The valet's lost an arm.
He doesn't act handicapped, though.
He's very loyal to Lewis.
Never leaves his side for a minute.
What's Chin Ku doing... teaching Lewis Kung Fu?
Seems that Lewis is interested in Kung Fu
for the purpose of killing.
Seems to enjoy it. The man is mad!
It's strange... that Palace of Death.
I think I'm going to check it out.
Forget Lewis.
His Kung Fu's not that hot.
The Death Palace is a death trap.
No one ever leaves that place alive!
So please, be very careful.
Master, there's a Bobby Lo to see you.
Bobby Lo? Could he be Billy Lo's brother?
I wonder what that little punk wants with me?
Tell the valet to show him in.
Right.
Maybe it's about Billy's death.