Fut Shan was a big town in southern China
and it was famous for three treasures.
Papercraft, the Big Buddha
and Mr. Chang, whose full name is Leung Chang.
He came from a wealthy family. He was keen on martial arts.
He practiced under several Masters
and he liked to fight whenever he could.
He never met his equal.
People called him the Street Brawler.
Welcome.
Good morning, Mr. Chang.
Your table is upstairs. Please come up.
Mr. Chang's arrived.
What a brilliant fight you had in town the other day!
You think so?
Good morning, Mr. Chang.
The fight yesterday was even better.
It's an honor to be in the same restaurant as you.
Thank you. Waiter, I'll pay their bills.
Thank you, Mr. Chang.
Waiter! Bring us the best stuff on the menu.
- Got it! - What's up?
- We've got an idea. - Speak up, you know I'm a bit deaf.
You want to open a martial arts school
- but you don't stand a chance. - Right.
- You need to be famous first. - Right.
That's why you need to beat the best kung fu guy in Fut Shan.
- Right. - Then the people will respect you,
- and ask you to teach them Kung Fu. - Right.
We've found that guy for you.
- Where is he? - Over there.
- Who is he? - The Street Brawler, Leung Chang.
- Let's turn the table over. - Right!
Idiots! Not our table, his!
Move!
Never mind him. Let's order our food.
They're coming this way.
Are you the Street Brawler, Leung Chang?
- Master Chang... - I am.
How unfortunate for you.
Get him!
No more. You deserve to be called the Street Brawler.
- Still going to open a school? - No. I'm going to run a restaurant.
- Why are you still here? - I'll be off.
Oh dear!
- Are you OK, Master? - Of course I am.
As soon as you start fighting, everyone leaves.
And all this damage...
- I'll pay for everything. - Thank you.
Here he is.
What a brilliant fight! You acted well.
- Value for money. Pay up please. - Quite right.
- My fall was worth more than this. - I didn't ask you to fall.
This won't even get me medication for my bruises.
We agreed the price. Get lost or I won't hire you again.
In reality, he was called the Street Briber.
And some would even have called him...
Prodigal Son.
Come here, Red Nose.
Why don't you come here, Red nose?
Yes, OK.
Is that guy the Street Brawler, Leung Chang?
Yes. So what?
You see my stone-chopping hand?
Today, I've found a worthy opponent.
- What're you doing? - I'm going to chop him.
- Chop who? - Leung Chang.
What's your grudge against him?
- Money. - That's easy. One tael of gold?
- Five taels. No less. - Two taels.
Three taels?
Four taels. That's all I have.
I'll chop him even more.
You're a smart man.
- Who's smart? - I said your servant is a smart man.
He is. He's like my brother. Sit down and eat, Choi.
Sit down, Choi.
This meal is on you, Mr. Chang.
Money isn't a problem. Chang is our only child.
Don't let anyone hurt him.
But I don't know what to do.
Young Chang now believes he's the famous Fut Shan Street Brawler.
Street Brawler or not,
I'll still pay, just to make sure Chang isn't hurt.
You have progressed so fast.
We just aren't your match.
- You have both taught me well. - Chang.
- Greetings, Masters. - What brought you here, Man?
- Do you want to spar? - Go on.
Not likely. I want to go home in one piece.
- Why are you here then? - How about going to the opera?
What? All that "This step, that step"? Even I can do that.
- Who's performing? - Lok Fung Lin.
The wine is not too sour or sweet. You'd like it.
If that's the case, put it down.
- Take it please. - Put it down.
Take it please.
- Put it down! - Good grief! I'll put it down.
You don't have to shout at me.
Bravo! Bravo!
- Sit down. You don't have to shout. - But it's good.
As long as we're discreet,
no one is going to find out.
Nothing for people to gossip about.
- People will gossip. - No-one will gossip.
- People will talk. - Nobody will talk.
If you don't tell anyone and I won't tell anyone, who's to know?
- Get off! - She can flirt, can't she?
- Do you fancy her? - Very much so.
I've no business here.
I'd better leave and return to the police station. Farewell.
You two had a good time a couple of days ago, now it's my turn.
- You know what to do. - Yes.
I don't care if you go.
When you come back, I'll make sure I give you a hard time.
- Let's go. - OK.
You're on.
Come on. Hurry up.
- May I... - Wondering who I am?
- I'm responsible for security. - You want money off us?
Not that. We're here to take your actress out to supper.
Actress?
- Which actress? - The one who played Poon Kam-lin.
- Poon? You mean... - Here I am.
Let me talk to him.
Get out of my way.
Your performance was fantastic.
The way you flirted was absolutely marvelous.
- Get off. - I'm flattered. Please come in.
We're invited in.
Please sit.
You're face is so soft.
- What's your name? - My name is Leung, Yee-tai Leung.
Yee-tai! Even her name is charming.
- Let's go to supper tonight. - Supper?
- Then straight on through the night. - That's not supper, you rascal.
Whatever you say.
Thank you, but I never go to supper.
Are you disrespecting us?
What kind of respect do you want me to give?
We respect you enough to take you out to supper.
If you don't have any manners then beware!
What?
This!
That's enough.
If we don't threaten her, she won't have supper with us.
- Aren't you scared? - I'll show you how scared.
I knew you were a smart girl.
How dare you trick me! I'll get you where it hurts!
- It's a panda. - Stop laughing and help me.
You're an arrogant bitch.
- Not as arrogant as you dickheads. - Us? Dickheads?
Let me do it.
What's going on?
Come on - don't fight.
Get him!
- I'll break the place up. - Stop fighting.
Who do you think you are, causing trouble at Lok Fung Lin?
He's over there.
- Are you going to do this again? - Never!
- I'm so sorry. - Go!
- Is that enough respect? - Why is your voice so deep?
He's a man, you idiot.
You'd better go or I'll show you something else.
You better watch out Leung Yee-tai. Let's go.
You'd better watch out.
There's always trouble when you're around.
- Look what's happened! - Count us out next time. Let's go.
Higher. That's not in tune.
No glory for you today. It's his turn.
- Climb up. - Climb up.
- Which one is Leung Yee-tai? - I don't know.
Which one of you is Leung Yee-tai?
I am. You look very imposing.
Are you frightened?
So frightened, we can't breathe. Isn't that so?
What are you laughing at? Don't you know who I am?
- What's your name? - I am Leung Chang.
- The one and only in Fut Shan - Indeed.
So you're the infamous Prodigal Son.
- He's the Street Brawler. - Is he?
In Fut Shan I have had more than 200 fights and won them all.
I am the Street Brawler.
I've heard it differently.
They say your family pays people to lose to you,
so their delicate vase isn't hurt.
- That's nonsense. - Calm down, Master Chang.
Let me talk to him.
Don't spill the beans. We can pay you as well.
- How much? - I have 50 taels on me.
See? Your servant wants to pay me off -
he'll pay me not to say anything more.
You fucking queer!
- You'd better let go. - Well, I won't.
Won't you?
I'll show you what the Street Brawler can do.
Never mind him. Let's continue.
Fools never know who they are.
They deserve a good hiding.
Pretending. Pretending.
Pretending to perfection.
Even if I'm over there you'll still get knocked out.
What a joke! What a joke! You are no threat at all.
If you want a fight, you're going to get one with me.
One slap...
and a fall.
If you make me angry, you will be in trouble.
- You look like a woman. - I am your mother.
- Let me teach you a lesson. - Do you think I'm scared?
- Stop talking nonsense! - You're barking like a mad dog.
- I am so angry. - You deserve a good hiding.
Fight, fight, fight!
- Who do think you are? - I could be your father!
- My father is great. - Me too!
- He is handsome! - Me too!
- He has the clap. - Me too!
You're trying to trick me?
You weirdo. You're playing dirty.
Fine. I'll show you some real kung fu.
I can do kata too.
- That looks good, Master. - But not good enough.
- Master... - I've not used my true strength yet!
- You haven't? Look he's bleeding. - Your kung fu is useless!
That's what you think.
Go and practice for a few years before you fight again. Now get out!
Master Chang.
Leung Yee-tai, you...
- Didn't you hear me? - Be honest, is my kung fu useless?
Your kung fu has no foundation.
Anybody who knows real kung fu will beat you.
Rubbish! Don't believe him, Master.
Can all of my kung fu teachers be lying to me?
They must be living off your family and losing every fight to you.
How do you know?
Anyone with a brain could tell. Only you're that stupid.
Master Chang... Master Chang...
Please, no more!
- Go on, get out of here! - Master Chang!
You should've beat him up more, Brother Tai.
Careful now!
Six!
How come you're so good today?
If you can't beat me today, then pack up and leave!
It looks like we'll be leaving either way.
If that's the case,
we might as well give him a good hiding before we leave.
Master.
Stop it! Stop it!
- Get out of here! - We're going.
He's not the only rich kid in Fut Shan! We're going, brother.
Master Chang!
Get away from me!
You're less a servant and more a brother to me, Choi.
- How could you lie to me? - You are not just my Master,
but I regard you as family.
Fine. It's all out in the open now.
I'm wrong. I'll take the blame. I'm going.
- Where are you going? - Over here to sit down!
Is this way a good way to treat me?
I know this is not right.
It upsets me when I hear people laugh at you behind your back.
But I was only taking orders from your father. Have a go at him!
- You've made me into a prodigal son. - I...
Sir.
I didn't want to see you get hurt, Chang.
I'm hurt now.
Dad! If you don't want to see me hurt, find me a real kung fu teacher.
I don't deserve these gifts. Please take them back, Mr. Leung.
Master Leung, my son really wants to learn Kung Fu from you.
I hope you can forget what's happened and take him in as your pupil.
Master.
I am not capable of having you as my pupil, Chang.
Mas...
Thank you for waking me up. If not, I'd still be dreaming.
Finished thanking me? I've got to go on stage now.
Master Leung! Take me on, please.
I don't teach rich kids like you who start fights wherever you go.
I've changed. I'll train hard.
If you don't keep your word, what can I do?
I'll swear on it. You can trust me.
- Son, let's go home. - You go.
- We'll talk at home. - Leave me alone!
How awful...
Master Leung! I'm going to be your pupil no matter what.
Master Chang! Sir!
Master Chang!
I heard the Lok Fung Lin troupe are going to the city.
Father, you've got to help me!
When have I not helped you, son?
Lok Fung Lin's ship is here!
She's here.
We've arrived. Get ready!
Get ready.
What nice food can we have in the city, Brother Tai?
Tung Gay's roast pork, of course.
- I'll get you some. - OK.
What are you doing here?
I'm now a Lok Fung Lin extra and your personal valet.
Rubbish. You can't act.
- Almost there. Get ready. - Director!
Why did you let him on board?
He's here as an extra and as your personal valet.
Nonsense. How can he be an extra?
His father has bought Lok Fung Lin from me. Now I'm working for him!
He can be Jesus if he wants.
Not prodigal?! You've wasted money buying Lok Fung Lin.
This is not a waste. I've done my research on Lok Fung Lin
and it makes a profit.
I bought it at a good price so this is a sound investment.
Smart arse!
Off the boat.
- Chang! - Yes?
I won't take you in. Don't waste your time.
- I'll follow you until you do. - Let's see how long you can bear it.
- If you can't swim, don't jump in. - I was worried about you.
You act so wonderfully, Brother Tai.
Damn him! He's just going to keep on tricking me.
What can we do?
- I know! - What?
From now on, you train me by attacking me whenever I'm unprepared.
- I can't do that! - Don't you want me to get a teacher?
OK.
- What's wrong with you? - You told me to attack you.
Get me some dry clothes!
- Put this over there. - Up here, right?
- Up here. - Right.
You'd be better off going back home to Fut Shan.
I'm not going until I learn your kung fu.
Then be prepared to stay in the city a long time!
The Lok Fung Lin Company
- What took you so long? - Get ready!
Get ready.
Brother Kwai. You are Kwan Gong tonight.
Don't be so arrogant! Not even a word!
- He can't speak. It's forbidden. - Why?
He is the Kwan Gong spirit in that costume,
therefore he can't speak or else there will be consequences.
- So many little rules! - There are many more in the opera.
Before he puts on the costume, he must cleanse his body.
Afterwards, he must cover his face with a paper offering and burn it
and then make three bows.
He then asks the Kwan Gong spirit to leave. Now he can speak.
You can speak now.
What did he say?
How dare you use that language?
Pardon me for not knowing of your arrival, Master Ngai.
- I'll throw a feast for you now. - No need!
I want to keep a low profile here in Canton this time.
I'm looking for kung fu experts to fight.
If that is the case, I'll arrange that for you, Master.
No need, Officer! I'll take care of this matter.
It's better you arrange a chamber for our Master to rest first.
Yes, Master. I'll do that straight away.
Can it be there are no kung fu experts in the south?
Chow's Shop.
- Give me half a goose. - OK.
- I want drumsticks. - How much is that?
- I want this one. - Chopped?
- Yee Tong-choi, are you mad? - Didn't you ask me to ambush you?
I didn't ask you to hit that hard! - He'd hit you harder!
- Where did this come from? - A good cane can really hurt!
- Convince me! - Test it on someone to find out.
So who should I test it on?
What's up, Gwai?
- I'm doomed. - What's the matter?
It's a woman. How was I to know she was the Commissioner's wife?
How many times have I warned you?
I've heard the Commissioner wants to kill me!
- I'm going to have to run away! - So who'll be Kwan Gong tonight?
I don't know but my life is more important!
I could ask your valet Chang to do the role.
OK, then. If you're going, be quick about it!
Thank you so much, Brother Tai!
- Excuse me! - The show is starting in a minute.
Where are you going?
- Chang. - Coming!
What's up, Brother Tai.
- You are here to be an extra? - Yeah, my acting is pretty good.
OK. Then you'll be the Kwan Gong tonight.
- Want some pawpaw? - Get away!
Go and offer a joss stick. I have to start my show now.
Remember not to speak whatever happens.
- Do you know who is Gwai, Master? - Beat up the one playing Kwan Gong.
There's Kwan Gong!
Are you the Kwan Gong tonight?
My Master always acts as the Kwan Gong.
The best part of my Master's act is Kwan Gong watching under the moon.
Oh, no! I cannot speak!
You bastard! Hitting on my wife!
Laughing, are you?
I'll make you beg for mercy!
Go!
Watching the flowers...
Any takers?
Watching the flowers...
- You! - They're dangerous, sir!
Why did they beat you up?
- Faced with you, he's speechless! - Castrate him!
...feeling that I have...
Oh, my goodness!
Did you know I am really sad?
I am worried sick.
- Good acting, isn't it? - Kwan Gong is even better!
...frightened...
- Kwan Gong like this? - It must be a script change.
Please be patient, Master. It's not your turn yet.
- Get him! - Yes!
Master!
- You'd better go now! - Let's get out of here.
Quick! Quick! It's your turn!
Master Ngai. Do you recognize me?
If you hadn't spoken, I wouldn't have recognized you.
You disabled my right hand, Master,
but you could never have dreamt
that I could've trained my left hand in these five years.
- I want to fight you again tonight! - OK.
Still not convinced?
Then you can train your legs and try in another five years' time.
Go!
Arrange for me to meet Leung Yee-tai and Lok Fung Lin tomorrow night.
Yes.
What's happened to your voice?
I was treating Chang's bruises last night and didn't get much sleep.
Be careful not to bring on your asthma.
- Dinner's ready! - Let's go!
- Let's eat. - Yes, let's eat first.
- Dinner! - Brother Tai.
He's gone at last.
Brother Tai!
Why are you running around in your state?
If you want to die, go elsewhere! Don't get Lok Fung Lin in trouble.
Just in case there's not enough, I bought some roast pork for you.
Half fat and half lean!
You think I'm going to eat this?
If your bruises don't heal, you can die!
I could go without this.
Go and rest!
Don't have it then!
Don't embarrass me, OK?
Don't worry! You've warned us so many times!
Welcome!
Please go inside!
Let's go!
Just in case!
Be careful!
Master Leung.
Go ahead.
How can you be so rude to Master Leung?
Not to worry!
It's good to have some exercise before a meal.
- Please go in. - With pleasure.
A real kung fu expert!
Wait for me tonight.
- Cheers, everybody! - Cheers!
I, Ngai Fai,
very much admire your kung fu after last night, Master Leung.
We should be the ones thanking you for your company. Cheers!
It'd be a waste if Master Leung can't find someone to match his kung fu.
He is disrespecting you, Master!
If he was any good, I would have lost last night!
I was set up by a devious person to be the Kwan Gong last night!
It was not a bad first attempt.
I've traveled everywhere in the country.
I can spot a real kung fu expert a mile off.
So arrogant!
My kung fu only looks good. There's no real power.
Don't be so humble, Brother Tai.
This is no time for false modesty, you're too good!
I'm always eager for a match when I see a kung fu expert.
I used to be like you but I've managed to get rid of the habit!
- How did you do that? - One word - tolerance!
Unfortunately, I don't have this word in my vocabulary!
Challenging others has always been my habit!
What was he talking about?
If you don't understand, I'll have no chance, Master!
If after every meal I had to fight a kung fu match,
I would be extremely busy.
It's not easy to learn from Brother Tai!
You must see that I am very sincere, Master Leung.
You decide the time and place.
You're so rich, you could hire the whole opera stage indefinitely.
Children should keep quiet when adults talk!
Sorry, I won't have time, we've got to be somewhere in two days.
If Master Leung is so busy, then we'll meet here and now.
You're so unreasonable!
Teach him how to sing, Brother Tai, if he's going to insist.
Idiot! He's asking me to fight.
Looks like I can't get out of this.
Let's go. Come on!
Why are you just standing there, Brother Tai?
What's going on?
It hurts when he hits me with his ring!
His kung fu is very powerful!
You're not well, Master Leung!
- Else you wouldn't be standing here! - Be quiet!
As a Wing Chun expert,
I'll have no honor if I take advantage like this.
We will spar again when you've recovered, Master Leung.
- Your Lordships. - Get up.
You called for this obedient servant, what may I do?
- It's a request from the Duke. - From the Duke...
The Duke loves this son Ngai Fai the most.
Before we came, the Duke gave us specific instructions.
Although Ngai Fai is highly skilled,
there is always somebody better.
He wants to venture out and practice martial arts with the common people.
You must protect him. Don't let him get even a scratch.
The young Lord has a big temper.
If we meet a true kung fu expert, what do we do?
Without mercy, kill the kung fu expert first.
- But... - If you encounter any difficulty...
I have the royal order. I will do as instructed.
Get 20 experts and carry out the orders.
Yes.
- And don't let His Lordship know. - Yes.
How is he, Doctor?
This is a recurring problem. I can only give him some relief.
I'll write a prescription.
- It's my fault, Teacher. - Of course it's your fault.
But I am not your teacher, I never took you in.
If I wasn't being beaten, you wouldn't have intervened.
Then Ngai Fai wouldn't have come and you wouldn't have traded blows.
If you didn't fight, your old illness wouldn't have returned.
- And if your old illness... - And if...
If you were never born, none of this would have happened.
Here is the prescription. Here.
- Dr. Sung. - Please, Doctor.
This way, Doctor.
You'd ambush me now, you fiend? After you, Doctor.
A knife. Good thing you didn't catch me by surprise.
And you've got a partner!
Are you for real?
Leung
Hey, pal.
Don't touch me, I'm not scared of you. Even if you do have a sword.
He's talking in his sleep.
What's going on?
I had a nightmare, I was being stabbed.
- Are you crazy? - Go to sleep.
Waking everyone up!
Director!
Who are you? Why are you killing the Lok Fung Lin people?
Kill him.
As he is ill, we will kill him.
Choi. Choi!
Did you try to kill me, Choi?
Maybe it wasn't him. Brother Tai!
It's you!
Watch out, Brother Tai!
Hurry!
Help me. Help me!
- Go, Brother Tai! - What about you?
Don't worry about me, go!
- Around the back! - Get them. Hurry!
Search everywhere!
They are not anywhere.
Let's go.
- Twiggy. - Yes, Father?
I've never had such a strong desire to perfect my calligraphy.
From today, I will practice until it is supreme.
- Are you sure? - Of course I am.
Bring me the brush.
Now, Chinese calligraphy has four disciplines -
sharpness, correctness, stability and strength.
Your eyes have to be sharp, the body correct.
The stance is stable, the brush held with strength.
The proverb says the power is at the tip of the brush.
Wow, Father. The paper can't withstand your strength.
- Of course. Change the sheet. - Yes.
The steel brush flows like a dragon's tail.
Why do I feel dizzy?
The paper is over here.
This is called the Drunken Scribe's Pen.
The horses on the plains
in the charge of the cavalry.
- You're holding the bristles. - What would you know?
This is called Flattening Ginger.
Here I start beauty.
The sun shines across the lake.
The winged horse flies across the sky.
- You're incredible, Father. - What else?
You have great hip strength, Father.
Nothing gets in the way.
Unless I fall.
Are you practicing your breathing?
Twiggy, this is your father's first attempt at calligraphy
so I'm giving it to you.
- Don't I get to try? - No, you don't.
Here. Calligraphy is practiced to the highest level and it shows.
I LOVE DADDY
Twiggy, you must remember this.
Be true to your country, respect heaven and earth,
love your parents and be loyal to your friends.
- What about Uncle Tai? - What about him?
He came home last night and looks sick.
That feminine creature is too old to do opera, of course he is sick.
- Go take him something. - I cooked a pig and three chickens.
Are you trying to give him indigestion?
Just take him two eggs - small ones.
- Are the hens laying? - Well, they've done it before.
Hang this up.
Then why didn't Mother have any more after me?
Is your mother a chicken?
Now, you're a plump chick.
I like a fat chick like you.
Let's have a look at your behind.
Looks like you've never laid.
Your breasts are uneven.
Don't look at me like that. I will have you.
I'm going to have my fill.
Have me? I'll...
- Stop it or I will do you. - Do me?
Father, someone wants to do me!
- Who wants to do my daughter? - It's him. Stop!
Here I come!
- Stop. - Let go!
You think closing that door will stop me coming after you?
Leung Chang, you are unlucky,
offending this ill mannered, ignorant and inhuman being.
Even if you had reason, he wouldn't listen to you.
Call me ill-mannered, ignorant and inhuman? Your mother!
See? Look how ignorant he his.
Fine, I'll be like a scholar and learn from him by asking.
You've got one chance to explain yourself.
Why did you want to do...
Daughter, what is a polite way of saying 'to do'?
- I don't know. - Twiggy. You've grown up.
You look like your father.
Of course she does. She's my daughter, she's not yours.
- What happened? - He was taking advantage of me.
Please explain how you were taking advantage of my daughter?
She misunderstood. I wanted to catch a chicken so Brother Tai could eat.
So Brother Tai could eat?
- Has he physically mistreated you? - Not really.
Chang, apologize.
I told you to apologize.
I apologize, little miss.
I apologize, Fatty.
- What? Did you call me Fatty? - Skinny, then.
- You keep insulting me! - How should I address you?
Since me and him are godbrothers, call me Godfather.
Godfather.
Can't you tell you've been fooled? When he speaks to you, do this.
- You girly... - Forget it, Father.
Forget it? He made an obscene gesture at me.
- But remember, you're a scholar. - Oh yes, I am a scholar.
I am a scholar and I don't have time for the uneducated!
We're going, Twiggy.
Twiggy, we'll save those two eggs.
Don't let my father see the feathers.
This parson's nose reminds me of that fatty
and I want to swallow him whole.
How dare he hit me and insult you!
- Brother Tai, finish it off. - Have it for yourself.
Just thinking about him makes me lose my appetite.
Why did you say that in front of him?
You seem to know Fatty, so who is he?
Wong Wah-po. We had the same teacher.
- No wonder. - What?
He must be older. He's stronger and faster than you.
Even his eyes are bigger. Plus he acts like a man.
Drink the medicine or it'll get cold.
To be honest, I don't rate him.
His has big eyes but doesn't see. A big head but no brain.
Fast hands but no power. A body of a pig and a stance like a crab.
- And his kung fu - worse than yours! - What?
I mean your kung fu is better than his.
- He can beat me at one thing. - What?
Eavesdropping. Even behind closed doors he can still hear us.
- Incredible. I don't believe it. - No? Go outside.
OK.
He heard everything, Brother Tai. So what do we do?
- See if he's gone. - OK.
- Twiggy. - What is it?
Starting today, I'll teach you kung fu.
But you said girls can't learn kung fu.
But today is different.
They've been here one day and we're missing a chicken.
Tomorrow we may be missing a pig.
Don't worry, Father. The pigs are here for you to kill.
Nonsense! Your father is not a butcher.
Come over here.
First I'll teach you hand combat. Follow me.
Hit me. This is a block.
A strike. Block me.
Strike a blow.
Block, strike.
You don't need me here, Twiggy. Come here.
Now, practice against this lever.
Fight. Block. Strike.
You keep practicing. I've just been inspired to write a poem.
Good Morning, Twiggy. What are you doing?
- Practicing kung fu. - Kung fu?
- What is this, Twiggy? - Hand combat.
- Is it Wing Chun? - Yes. Has Uncle Tai taught you?
No. I've followed him for half a year and he has yet to teach me.
Let's practice together. Come over here.
Follow me.
One hand will do.
Strike at me.
- Are you OK? - Why did you hit me in the nose?
- You told me to hit you. - Just in front.
- You didn't say. - Forget it. Let try again.
Grabbing my daughter?!
- Why have you got that axe, Father? - To dig up sweet potatoes.
There are no sweet potatoes here.
If I plant them now, there'll be some the next time.
- Godfather. - Who is your godfather?
It was you who told me to call you Godfather.
- Why did you come over here? - To apologize.
Last night I ate your chicken so I made a feather duster for you.
- Are you trying to make me angry? - I didn't mean anything.
This place is so dusty, I thought this would help you.
Oh, right. Your insides must be dirty.
I'll cut you in half and clean you out.
- Father, no! - Please don't.
- I didn't mean it, Godfather. - He's so pitiful.
He followed Uncle Tai for half a year and he won't teach him a thing.
- Don't worry, I'll teach you. - Great.
Come here.
Hold this, Twiggy. Here.
Copy me.
This is the King Goose.
Next is Sitting On The Throne.
Forcing The Power.
Eventually you'll be able to crush walnuts in your hands.
It's powerful.
This move is called the Angel Releases Flowers or Planting A Log.
- Which one is it called? - It depends on the situation.
How come?
The Sun Shines On The Paper.
The Buddha's Face Is Plated With Gold.
Kung fu at its peak is invincible.
The Thing Flows Down The River.
- Why hasn't mine got sound? - You aren't practiced enough.
Start from the beginning.
The King Goose. Sitting On The Throne.
Forcing The Power.
The Angel Releases Flowers.
The Sun Shines On The Paper. The Buddha's Face Is Plated With Gold.
Plate it neatly.
- Chang, come back over here. - I'll see you tomorrow, Godfather.
- Come back, godson. - Right.
- Chang! Come back here. - Right.
Come back here!
- Come back here! - Right.
- Come here! - Come back here!
I'm desperate.
Remember to use what I taught you.
- Stop fooling with him, Fatty. - What's it to you?
At least I'm not taking him for a ride.
What do you mean by that?
He's followed you for half a year and you haven't taken him in.
- Taking him for a ride! - I'm not discussing this.
Talking to you is a waste of time.
Brother Tai, please sit.
Godfather has taught me some great moves.
Congratulations. You can go now.
But you haven't even taught me Wing Chun.
If you followed me for 10 years I wouldn't teach you.
Why?
Sit down, little brother.
My kung fu is difficult and I don't teach it to anyone.
If you know it, you'll use it to fight.
If you do you will be challenged
and if challenged, you could lose your life.
It's better not to know.
Why don't you go back and learn your father's business?
Big brother, sit down.
Listen. People will fight whether or not they know kung fu.
Challenges in life are unavoidable. Everyone dies sooner or later.
If all kung fu masters thought like you, kung fu would quickly be lost.
I'm not forcing you to take me in
but I have to tell you, your way of thinking is wrong.
I'm sorry to have troubled you for the past six months.
Son, well said.
- Thank you for teaching me a move. - It's useful. Don't mention it.
Whenever I'm on the throne, I'll think of you.
So he already knew I was fooling him.
Do you feel hard done by, Girly Man? Chang was right to tell you off.
Master said we pass on our legacy to those close to us.
Don't tell me he is not close to you. You are unfeeling and cold-blooded.
Are you upset?
- I'm sorry. - You don't offer tea standing up.
I'm sorry. Don't let me interrupt.
To learn Wing Chun, you only need to know one word.
- I know - tolerance. - It's vengeance.
Wing Chun is used through vengeance. It is cruel and merciless.
So much nonsense.
It all comes down to this - Wing Chun must never lose.
The fat teacher explains it simply and clearly.
Begin the form.
This is the basic stance.
Begin the form.
Your hands should be higher.
Higher, much higher.
That's it. You have to protect the female assets. Begin the stance.
Look at that. How can that be ladylike? It's indecent.
You have to be like him and do a basic stance.
Take a few steps towards me.
That's not bad. Right?
The stance is body, heart and power. The hip is very important.
Punch from the heart, turning and changing quickly.
When the enemy crosses the bridge, lower the stance.
When the enemy is trapped, strike and don't hold back.
- Are you teaching or just hitting? - Listen.
Wing Chun has eight styles -
Jab, Twist, Press, Push, Block, Gouge, Strike, Subdue.
That's right. The Wing Chun style was developed from the Octopus.
Doesn't it look like it?
Put out your hand.
When facing the enemy, never take the advantage.
If he doesn't move, neither do I. If he moves, I strike first.
If neither of you moved, you'd stand there till the end of the year.
Enough, Fatty. Show some respect for our kung fu, will you?
- Are you turning on me now? - So what if I am?
Don't think that I can't turn as well.
If you turn, I'll turn first. I'm turning on you first.
See that? Are you scared?
Twiggy! We're going inside to study.
- Scared? - Scared of your teeth.
The stance is all-important in kung fu.
You have to practice it until it's natural, otherwise...
you will lose your balance.
Get up!
Fight.
We practice close-quarter combat.
When the enemy attacks you, you can't retreat.
You turn to reduce the force and then strike back
and then take his ground. Come up.
- Master! - What?
Nothing.
Of all the martial arts students in the world, you must be the stupidest.
I'm not stupid, you just can't teach.
Wing Chun uses the palm, elbow and shoulders.
Whatever position you're in can be used to attack.
Why didn't you hit me? In a fight there are no relationships.
- You have to be merciless. Come up. - Right.
Gently! It hurts!
It's breaking!
- Take a rest. - OK.
Master, why do your legs always stay low and never go high?
Why should they go high? You'll lose your balance. It's useless.
Who said it was useless? It's just that you're flat-footed.
Let me show you.
I thought about it and don't want you stealing my techniques.
Fatty is always showing off. Lucky I didn't learn from him.
You're wrong. He has true ability.
He could teach you the true nature of Wing Chun.
- What is the true nature? - Close and long-quarters combat.
I can only show you close-quarters.
He can use both close and long-quarters combat.
- Long or close, I can't learn it. - Do you want to learn?
You won't let me learn from him.
That's not true. If I teach you, I want you to know it all.
Even if you permit it, he may not teach me.
Fatty, are you saying that I am not teaching Chang properly?
You spent too much time talking about theories. It's a waste of time.
- Do you think you can do better? - If I'd taught Chang from the start,
he'd have pupils of his own by now.
You, teach? He'd learn nothing but toilet training.
What's wrong with me? See if Chang can't learn better from me.
That'll never happen because you're too touchy.
No, I'll let you have Chang.
But if you can't teach him, you have to call me Big Brother.
And if I can teach him, what will you call me?
- Godfather. - Good boy!
Not yet. Your talk isn't good enough. Let's shake on it.
Fine.
Little Ming. Little Ming. Little Little Ming.
Just be ready.
Chang!
I got conned.
That's enough. It's already dead.
You can hit it but it can't hit you.
- Going to a wedding? - What's it to you?
Let me teach you something useful.
Useful? You're just talking theories.
- Are you teaching or am I? - You are.
Then you keep quiet.
The sight of you disgusts me. We're going outside, Chang.
Hurry up.
What will be useful to me, Master?
The experience I have gained through my many battles.
- My battle scars. - Wow, experience is awesome.
Yes. Now, why can Girly Man only use close-quarters combat?
Because he is small.
If someone is bigger than him, he can match the force.
He has to avoid the force of his opponent
then counter-attack and target his weaknesses.
- What about you, Master? - I am bigger than Girly Man.
I don't have to worry about the size of the opponent,
I can fight from the outside.
The larger person usually has a stronger punch but slower speed.
- But why are you so quick, Master? - How many are like me?
As big as an elephant and as agile as a monkey.
Which of you would win in a fight?
The proverb says the bigger the body, the more power.
Why should I fight him? I'd just flatten him.
What if I try to kick you?
Try it.
It depends on your reaction and position. Get up.
Hit my hand. Again. And again.
- You couldn't reach. - How would I know you'd retract?
When you fight someone is he going to just stand there?
If they step back, you are out of range
because your punch is restricted in range.
You must remember that if the target is here, you aim here.
Was that Wing Chun, Master?
Who cares, as long as it helps you to win?
Are you all right?
I got you.
What's the use of hitting me so many times?
I can withstand it and fight back.
Go for the most vulnerable points - the eyes, throat and genitals.
- What if they are blocked? - Blocked? Come over here.
Stick out your arm.
Does that hurt? Stick out your arm again.
Hurts, doesn't it?
Try to make a wound and keep going for it.
How long can he take it?
This is hitting the flesh. Fight.
First of all, you're not allowed to hit my arm.
Fight!
You have no pulse, Girly Man.
You're holding the headrest, of course there's no pulse.
I'm fine. Chang.
- Yes, Master? - Bring me my herbs.
- OK. - Those cheap herbs can't cure people
or else there wouldn't be expensive herbs.
I've never met a leading actor who's so tight!
- Master is not tight... - Shut up!
You are too poor to suffer from an aristocratic disease.
Money is not a problem. Why don't we return to Fut Shan?
It's easier to find the herbs there and I'd like to see my parents too.
You go home by yourself. I don't need your money.
Are you embarrassed or just too shy?
What's the point in saving you? You were relying on others anyway.
Massage your master's chest.
Take your master to Fut Shan to see a doctor.
How about you?
I'll tidy up the loose ends and catch up with you.
Put this block into a bucket of water,
shake the block until the water turns black,
then hold your hands together,
call your young master three times and you'll be able to see him.
Young Master!
Young Master! Young Master!
It really works!
I don't want to disturb you but your dad says you have no brothers,
so we must find you a bride and produce offspring.
He wants to adopt me so I'll consummate your marriage.
You never gave me such privileges, so do you agree to this?
- No way! - No? What should I do?
I'll do it myself.
I mean no disrespect but how can you do it yourself?
Come here, I'll tell you.
Come closer!
You fool! Let me tell you, I'm not dead!
First Fist of Fut Shan.
- Young gentlemen. - Are you the owner of this school?
You are very smart. We are First Fist of Fut Shan.
Don't you believe us?
You have to pay a fee if you want to learn from me.
- What a rotten day. - It sure is.
Why don't we trick the prodigal son?
- How? - Follow me.
Please wait, gentlemen!
I don't really know who the First Fist of Fut Shan is
but I know a man who can beat anyone in this town.
- Who's that? - The Street Brawler, Leung Chang.
Please drink some tea, gentlemen, Chang is returning soon.
Master, Young Master has found a place in Prince's Street.
It's you! You have come to Fut Shan?
- You are...? - I'm Yee Tung-choi.
You invited all of us to a late night meal in GuangZhou.
So Leung Chang is...
My young master, student of Leung Yee-tai.
It's him.
- He didn't die in the fire? - No, he's alive and kicking.
- And Master Leung? - He's not dead!
He's in the study, convalescing.
That's wonderful. I'd like to go in and see Master Leung.
Master Ngai, as Master Leung is ill, let's come back later.
No, I must see him now.
Master Leung, someone has come to visit you. Please.
- Have a good chat. - Master, nice to see you again.
That's not true - you are surprised.
- I thought you were dead. - So what do you want?
When you have recovered, we can practice kung fu.
Practice? Try and hit me with your fist now.
Come on!
Did you know how powerful your strike was
or whether I could cope or not?
You can't tell strong from weak if you just touch and go.
You must be ruthless, defeat your opponent by any means.
Do you call it practice?
There is never any practice in martial arts.
Moreover, you should come after dark,
so you scumbags can kill and start fires!
How dare you?! How dare you talk to a royal like this?
He is a royal?
- It's better than you deserve. - So I should thank you?
You two!
We did the job at Lok Fung Lin but it was His Lordship's order.
He feared you'd be hurt by a real master.
Master Leung, I didn't know this at all.
You Manchurians don't face the consequences.
You can't hurt them!
Why not?
They are related to the monarchy.
Your whole family could be killed!
- Master! - Master Leung!
Stay away!
Chang, this is the banner for the surgery.
Master!
My master, Leung Yee-tai
Master Leung, so many of you have died because of me,
I've already executed the murderers.
I don't want to be a bully.
I will leave my family and practice kung fu.
When will I ever again meet a master like you?
Master Leung, I don't know what else to say.
Hold on!
Master, please forgive me for not obeying you, I can't wait any longer.
I want to practice with you!
Ngai Fai, I must defeat you today.
Leung Chang, go ahead and try! I won't spare you.
Master!
Leung Chang, you're consumed with rage.
It can't be, it can't be!
I can't lose. I must defeat you.
Leung Chang!
Practice! Let's practice, practice!
Leung Chang!
Well done!
I don't need your praise.