Dao shi xia shan Page #2

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I'll teach you Meridian kung fu.

The abbot says

it cures desire.

Forget it.

I'll stick with desire.

Master, how should I live my life?

TSUI:
No one can tell you that.

- (YUZHEN MOANING)

- (BELLS JINGLING)

(MOANING CONTINUES)

(BELLS JINGLING)

- (BELLS JINGLING)

- (GRUNTING)

I need another plaster.

- (REMOVES PLASTER)

- (BREATHING HEAVILY)

You're horny as a toad.

You never get enough.

Of you.

(PLASTER RIPS)

Daorong's aphrodisiacs don't do much.

I buy them as a form of charity.

You are brothers, after all.

I've always supported him.

And still, he sells the shop for a ring.

This time,

he could end up on the street,

but he won't get another cent.

Back to bed.

You'll kill yourself.

Come here.

I have enough money

for several lifetimes.

(DOG BARKING IN DISTANCE)

(MAN WHISTLING IN DISTANCE)

- (YUZHEN MOANING)

- (BELLS JINGLING)

(GIGGLING)

Master, where is Madam? Lunch is ready.

Buying flowers, I think.

Oh, and go get me more aphrodisiac.

Madam.

- (YUZHEN MOANING)

- (BELLS JINGLING)

- (MOANING CONTINUES)

- (BELLS JINGLING)

Got the plasters?

Uncle Daorong wasn't there.

Oh.

I know where you went.

If the master knew what you

were doing with his brother,

it'd break his heart.

My love life

is my own business.

I've got nothing left.

The debt collectors took it all.

Now I just want a noose.

But I can't even

afford the rope.

(SOBBING)

Your brother has money.

I'll get him to lend you some.

How much does he have?

So my brother says

the plasters aren't working?

Have him try this pill.

TSUI:
(WHISPERING) Yuzhen.

You need money?

Why not just ask me?

It's not for me.

Daorong's in trouble. He's suicidal.

Daorong chases me

the way you used to.

I thought Anxia told you.

It's over.

I won't see him again.

(YUZHEN WAILING)

TSUI:
"He Anxia. "

What kind of dumb name is that?

The abbot who found me said,

"He Anxia? Where to put him?"

(LAUGHING)

But in this new world,

I don't know where to put myself.

Don't worry, kid.

You'll never go hungry at my table.

(ROOSTER CLUCKING)

Yuzhen?

Yuzhen.

Where should the rooster go?

Wherever.

Let's go to the lake tonight.

I'm hungry-

What do you want to eat?

You!

(CROWING)

No one's going anywhere.

It's the seventh day of mourning.

Master's spirit will be back.

Then tell him we're out having fun.

- Move.

- Daorong.

(DAORONG SCOFFS)

(YUZHEN GASPS)

(PEOPLE LAUGHING IN DISTANCE)

Come on. Have a drink.

Your brother is dead.

Aren't you even a little sad?

With him gone, you're all mine, right?

(CHUCKLES)

And we've got money to burn.

It was you.

What?

You killed your brother.

He asked for it.

He should have let me live with you.

Come on, drink.

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