Bloodsport Page #3

My men already overworked.

- If it's too much trouble, forget it...

- Inspector...

We're all overworked,

but we need your help.

I'll see what can be done.

You know where to reach us.

You'll come upstairs with me

for an interview.

Like hell! Let go of me.

You want Hussein, no?

No. Hussein is an a**hole.

What did you call me?

You want me to spell it out for you?

Leave the girl alone.

He is the American shithead

who makes tricks with bricks.

Guess the kumite starts

one day earlier this year, huh?

- Look, guys, let's all calm down, okay?

- No.

She is coming with me upstairs.

No, I'm not.

If we have to fight for her...

...then both of us will

be thrown out of the kumite.

Just for her?

We could arrange this another way.

- Do you gamble?

- What is bet?

You hold this.

If I can grab it before you close your hand...

...I get the girl.

If I cannot...

...she's yours.

Very good.

What? You can't do this!

Just relax.

Take it.

Geez, Frankie,

I hope you know what you're doing.

Ready?

Go.

You lose, American a**hole.

Looks like she's mine.

Now leave the lady alone.

You understand that?

Why were you with Hussein?

I've been trying

to get a story on the kumite.

I'm a reporter.

He tell you anything?

He told me I had nice legs.

He's right about that.

Why is it that no one

will talk about the kumite?

What is this air of mystery?

I'm just trying to find out

what it's all about.

Why are you fighting in it?

It's personal.

You want to prove

your manhood to the world?

The kumite is for the fighters,

not for the people who read newspapers.

I've heard that it's unnecessarily brutal...

...like a cockfight, except it's with people.

You have the wrong picture.

Well, you tell me about it then.

I want to have the right picture.

Okay, I'll talk to you, but one condition.

What's that?

You agree to have dinner with me

tomorrow night.

Well, actually, I was hoping

Hussein would be free.

That hurts me, just looking at it.

Yo, Frankie!

Earth to Frankie.

This is ground control. Do you copy?

It's time to get ready.

You'd better stop doing that stuff.

You might want to have kids

one of these days.

Victor's downstairs.

Kumite Express leaves in five minutes.

Are you ready?

I am ready.

You can almost smell the adrenaline

in this place, can't you?

Yeah.

They are gonna love me over here.

You can really love Asians

because we're good-looking.

Welcome, warriors of the world.

Today you become part of a tradition...

...that began hundreds of years ago.

The kumite was first used

by the Kokuryukai...

...the Black Dragon Society...

...to measure the fighting skills and spirit...

...of its members.

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