Warriors Of Virtue

I remember a world

with no wars...

no warriors.

All that has changed.

Now I see a dying land.

And the enemy grows stronger.

Is there someone

with the courage...

to step forward?

But I fear for him...

as I fear for us.

Ryan! Breakfast is on the table.

I've gotta run, honey.

Be back around 5:00.

Bye.

Shoot.

Bravo, no.

Look, where's Ryan?

Go on. You go find him.

Make sure he eats his breakfast.

Yeah.

What?

Do you mind?

Dog.

Yeah.

- Hey, Ryan!

- Yeah?

To your right.

Have I told you

about the real kung fu masters?

Then let go

of your limitations.

Imagine a world

beyond anything you've ever seen.

A world of no worries, of perfect bliss,

where anything can happen.

A world defended

by great warriors.

No guns, no lasers,

no morphing.

They use the forces of nature

as their weapons.

Fire, metal...

wood...

water...

and earth.

Warriors who fight

for integrity and honor...

sail upon their enemies

with the grace of a dancer...

and knock them senseless...

with the touch of a feather.

Well, it's cooking time.

Hey, Ming.

Are they real?

Ancient Chinese secret.

Red for 12!

Set, hut!

- Go!

- Go, Ken!

- We can still win.

- There's no way they can make it.

Time out!

- Red team.

- Ryan, Chucky, today!

Coming, Coach.

- Guys, we have time for one more play.

- Here you go.

We're gonna sweep left. No, we're gonna

sweep right. Toby, you get the ball.

No way, Coach. Left tackle's

been bustin' through the line all game.

Hey, I've played a few games

in my day, son. Okay?

I said sweep right, so we're

gonna sweep right. Now let's go!

- We can do it.

- Yeah, it's a good play.

- Brad.

- Guys, throw 'em over here.

Thanks.

Their right safety comes in

on every running play.

If you fake to Toby, then bootleg left,

you have a clear path to the end zone.

Sure, "Coach. "

All right. Ready!

- Break!

- Gimp!

Let's go, Ry.

Blue 42! Go!

Hut!

All right! Way to go!

Wow!

Yes!

All right!

Nice call.

Thanks, Chucky.

You got dissed, man.

It was your call.

What's the difference?

You. That's the whole point.

- You made the difference.

- Watch out!

Hey, we're walkin' here!

Hey, Brad!

Ryan called your winning play.

Aren't you gonna thank him?

Did you say somethin',

or did you fart?

Ryan called the play.

You heard him.

And he told you

exactly what to do.

Oh, really? I thought you said

that was your ingenious idea.

Bootleg left,

clear path to the end zone.

- That was a great call, man.

- Thanks.

Too bad you can't play ball.

You're pretty smart.

Come on.

Let's get lost.

Wait a second.

You want to hang out

with us tonight?

- Yeah. Sure.

- Cool.

Well, we'll be around

the Orono tunnel about 8:00.

- Great. We'll be there.

- All right.

You too, Upchuck.

Break.

You got a death wish, man?

I mean, the guy's evil.

Lucifer thinks

he's a little extreme.

- He's up to somethin'.

- So you're not comin'?

I didn't say that.

After all, you're the man.

See you there.

Pass!

Touchdown!

An incredible pass from the man

simply known as...

"Ry. "

- Darn.

- Hey, Mom.

The man I was looking for.

Dinner's almost served.

Fabulous frozen. Got a showing in 20

minutes, so you'll have to eat alone.

- How was your game?

- We won.

Brad got a touchdown

on the last play.

- I came up with the play.

- Really?

Hey, that's great.

I'm very proud of you.

Proud of what?

I didn't score the touchdown.

That's okay.

- Yeah, right.

- No, it is. You're a part of that team.

And it sounds to me like

they couldn't have won without you.

When's Dad getting back?

Now, are you saying that your father is

a better cook than your mother?

No offense.

Oh, yes, you are gonna

need something.

- How about Min's? My treat.

- Ming, Mom.

You've only been there

a hundred times.

Yeah, Ming. I know.

Look, your mama's losing her mind, going

in and out of that door all day long.

You bear with me

a little longer?

I'll be back

in a couple hours.

Sorry.

Look, I'm sorry, okay?

You okay, Mr. Lang? It's slippery here.

You gotta watch your step.

- What's goin' on?

- Oh, nothin'.

Come on.

- What's got you singin' the blues?

- Nothin'.

Come on.

I got somethin' for you.

- What is it?

- Come on.

I'll be right there.

What's this?

Oh, I found that

when I was about your age.

It's a cocoon.

I was on my way home

from school.

I saw it lying on the ground,

just sitting there...

moving around,

something inside.

I got on my hands and knees

and looked close...

and I see this moth

struggling to get out.

But he couldn't do it. So I reached down

and tore open the cocoon.

And out he came.

Takes off into the air and flies away.

But then, all of a sudden,

down he came into the ground.

Dead.

What happened?

I interrupted his journey.

We all have cocoons.

The struggle to free ourselves makes us

whole and gives us the strength to fly.

It's pretty hard to fly

when you have a broken wing.

Always so certain of that,

aren't you?

Ancient Chinese secret,

remember?

- A book?

- No, a manuscript.

I was like you once.

Never felt I was good enough.

Always wanted to be

like someone else.

But this... this helped me become

the person I wanted to be.

A cook?

No. Myself.

This is Tao.

It means the way to something, yourself,

being the person you want to be.

I got all the self-help books I need

from my mom. She doesn't get it either.

This isn't like the books

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