Dao shi xia shan Page #3

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- Do it.

- (GASPS)

(YUZHEN WHIMPERING)

DAORONG:
Strip.

A leak.

A leak.

(BOTH SCREAMING)

Help.

Help.

(SCREAMING)

(GASPING)

My name is Rusong.

I'm the abbot here.

May I offer you any help?

No.

Is the Buddha no help either?

Wait.

A couple just drowned at West Lake.

What do you know about that?

Tell the truth.

It was his fault.

He murdered my master.

You both committed murder.

If he's guilty, so are you!

See evil, fight evil.

I learned that as a Taoist monk.

(LAUGHS) Then why come here to pray?

I'm scared.

I want to hide.

Hide from your sins in a temple?

Your sins are a part of you.

How can you hide from yourself?

Kneel before the Buddha.

Did that hurt?

Yes!

You feel pain.

Good.

Now repent.

Ask yourself

if you were doing good or evil.

NARRATOR:
The moment he sank the boat,

20 years of instruction

in goodness and compassion

overturned.

(SOBS)

(BELLS JINGLING)

He meditated for seven days,

full of remorse.

The Buddhist sutras say,

"Remorse can make a dead tree bloom."

The tree bloomed,

but Dad still didn't know

if his actions were right or wrong.

(BABY CRYING)

(GRUNTS)

- How did you get in?

- Sorry.

I need some medicinal wine.

I knocked, you didn't answer.

HE ANXIA:
You broke my lock!

How? It was on the inside,

and the door is okay!

Little buddy,

my kung fu penetrates walls.

Bull!

Show me,

or I'll call the cops.

What the heck was that?

It's hard to explain.

HE ANXIA:
What do you want?

MAN:
Medicinal wine for my master.

It's his birthday tomorrow.

What kind of medicine?

For internal injuries.

In a few hours,

I have to fight him.

Huh? Fight your own master?

It was his idea.

If I do hurt him,

the wine shows my loyalty.

Thank you!

What's your name?

Zhao. Zhao Xinchuan.

Thanks again.

(THUNDER RUMBLING)

Huh?

You brought medicinal wine?

The wine? It's a birthday gift.

I wouldn't forget your birthday.

(LAUGHING)

Happy birthday, Master.

(GRUNTING)

(LAUGHING)

Now, what did I teach you?

Never let down your guard.

Just then, I could've killed you.

The wine is in your hands.

I'm content.

(LAUGHS)

If you don't like it,

I'm fine with that.

You refuse to be provoked.

Good.

Let's fight!

(BOTH GRUNTING)

Now you're talking!

Don't you go easy. I'm not.

As you wish, Master.

Master!

Well? Give up?

No way!

How about now?

No!

(LAUGHS)

Thanks for the wine. (LAUGHS)

(SHOUTS)

(GRUNTS)

(LAUGHS)

Today,

you defeated me.

I learned Nine Dragons kung fu

behind your back.

I'm Old.

The new head of Taijimen

has to be you.

You earned it.

Your son should be the head.

Kung fu isn't a closed shop.

Come back with me.

Hmm.

- After you, Master.

- You first.

- (SQUISHING)

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