Tian xia di yi quan

Yin Yin's Dad:
Chi-Hao, can you afford to be selfish, when so much is at stake?

Shen Chin-Pei:
The students here must be on their toes. You have to be prepared for the unexpected.

Shen Chin-Pei:
Chi-Hao, you're and honest and level-headed youngster. You're bound to go far. I'd like to... teach you my secret technique, known as the Iron Fist.

Chao Chi-Hao:
Thank you, Sir.

Shen Chin-Pei:
Chi-Hao, during the past year I've given you all sorts of menial tasks. That's because I wanted to test your patience, and toughen you up physically. That's the first step in training for the Iron Fist.

Chao Chi-Hao:
Thank you very much, Sir.

Shen Chin-Pei:
You see, I'm not getting any younger, and in that incident earlier on today, I got quite badly hurt. So I'll give you this Iron Fist manual. Study it carefully. [hands manual to Chi-Hao] And now remember this, the Iron Fist technique can be lethal. Only use it in the cause of justice. Do not ever use it for your own glory, in private matches or quarrels.

Chao Chi-Hao:
No Sir, I shan't forget.

messenger:
Hey listen! Some great news! Chi-Hao's beat up Chen Lang down at Chen Sun House.

Han Lung:
What? You're kidding.

messenger:
No, no, no, I saw it happening!

Han Lung:
God damn it.

Chen Lang:
There's three Japanese guys. They're waiting for you in the woods. They'll kill you.

Chao Chi-Hao:
Why are you telling me this?

Chen Lang:
I suddenly realized... what mean guys these three Japanese fighters are... and I couldn't work with them anymore.

Chao Chi-Hao:
So there is some decency left in you.

Chen Lang:
From this day on, I'm through with Ming Dung-Shun's crowd. All of 'em.

Meng Tien-hsiun:
Mister Wan, what can I do for you?

Wan Hung-chieh:
Well now, our young master loves singing. He'd enjoy your company.

Meng Tien-hsiun:
I've never met your master. How can you *suggest* such a thing?

Wan Hung-chieh:
[chuckles] I'll introduce you. Now you just come along with me.

Meng Tien-hsiun:
I'm sorry, I can't go.

Wan Hung-chieh:
Oh, I *see*, so you want it the *hard* way.

[begins pulling her along by her arm]

Chen Lang:
He's got less guts than a mouse.

Okada:
Hold it! [as Chao Chi-Hao, Sung Ying Ying & Lu Ta-ming turn around and Chao Chi-Hao walks to face Okada, Okada tosses the severed head of Chen Lang]

Okada:
Come on. Let's have a return match.

Chao Chi-Hao:
You owe us a good many lives... too many!