All language subtitles for Kung Fu (2021) - 01x11 - Attachment.CAKES+PHOENiX+MiNX.English.C.updated.Addic7ed.com

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Oh, my God. Henry.

Henry.

- Hmm.
- I think someone's trying to get in.

Library was supposed
to open 10 minutes ago.

Ohh!

Pants!

Jacket.

- Henry.
- What?

He's watching us.

I don't know. It's kinda hot, right?

Jacket.

- This is passable.
- Yeah.

No one would ever suspect.

Nope.

Reshelving's done. All yours.

Ahem.

Morning.

I-I think they knew.

- What?
- What?

Nothing.

So...

We could talk about last night.

Yeah? Which part?

How about the other part...

the super-secret hidden
bonus track lullaby

on Mei-Xue's tapes.

Ah, yeah, that part.

The light leads the way to the source.

The source, A.K.A. "The Forge."

Mei-Xue says the answers
are in the lullaby...

that it'll lead us to The Forge.

Those lyrics were pretty cryptic.
I could start digging,

see if those words crop
up anywhere in history,

in Chau's research.
It'll have to wait a second,

'cause I gotta T.A. A class first.

It's okay. We'll figure it out.

- What?
- You just sound... different.

Usually, it's go, go, go, now, now, now.

I'm feeling oddly at ease.

Sure, Zhilan's after the 8
weapons to start Biange

and harness that power for evil,

but she needs to find The Forge.

And we have a big lead to finding it.

Okay, it's a cryptic lead.

We don't know where
it is or how to find it

or how exactly finding The
Forge will help us stop her,

but for the first time,

we might know something
big that Zhilan doesn't.

That's all?

Not just that.

My parents are happy.

Althea's getting married.

Ryan's in his first
serious relationship.

So, nothing else is
making you feel at ease?

Nope. Not that I can think of.

What's up?

Mama called an emergency family meeting.

Gotta head to the restaurant.

Then I guess this is good-bye.

Just a couple hours. No biggie.

Hey. Am I late?

Yes, but Ryan's later. You're fine.

Tea cups, please.

Okay. Where were you last night?

I was in the library.

- Researching.
- Uh-huh.

Were you researching alone?

Henry? What?

Tell me.

Okay, we were researching
ancient Chinese lullabies,

and then...

And then?

Mm...

Nicky!

You did it in a library?

Stop.

I am so... impressed.

What's with the early meeting?

No idea.

You okay?

Me? Yeah. Fine. Just slept badly.

Exams coming up. Clinic's
been busy. You know.

Morning, everyone!

Hope you're hungry!

There's more in the counter.

Oh, no.

No what?

Last time you busted out a
feast for a family meeting,

you told us Ryan's pet
hamster had cancer.

- R.I.P., Ebenezer.
- Not bad news,

if you look at it the right way.

Look at what the right way?

Well, your baba and I had
a good look at our finances

and we've decided to, um,
wind down the restaurant.

Wind down?

What does that mean?

It means close.

I don't get it. You were just
planning all these changes.

Well, we knew it was
probably coming, but...

They raised our rent. Again.

Already we're sinking deeper
and deeper into debt.

These few little changes not
gonna fix the big problem.

We're stuck in this loop and
we can't see our way out.

Okay, please, this time,

let me ask Dennis for help.

No, Althea. It's not necessary.

We discussed it. If the restaurant
cannot support itself, then...

It is time.

It is going to be hard to say good-bye,

but it's also a big relief.

To stop fighting the numbers.

We have always put everything
into this restaurant.

And there's so many
things we haven't done.

We thought maybe if we just
wind it down, climb out of debt,

in a few years, we might be
able to take that vacation.

Hmm.

You guys have been talking about
going on that European cruise

for decades.

Or somewhere more reasonable.

Just some time away somewhere.

Okay, I hate this,

but if it means you two might
finally take a vacation...

So, you're just giving up?

All of you?

I know it's surprising, Ryan,

but Baba and I came to
this decision together.

Ryan, thank Joe for me.

Now he doesn't have to help
me redesign Li'l Dumpy.

Thank goodness.

Sure. Whatever. Look, I know I
don't get a say in this decision,

but it feels like everyone's
decided to quit,

and I think that sucks.

Ryan.

Sorry I have to skip the feast.
I gotta get to work.

He just needs a little time.

I'll check on him later.

No, I'll check on him.

You've got more research to do. Hmm.

All right, come on, everybody.

Let's eat.

You'll need this.

It'll only get you halfway.

Stay on comms.

Copy.

You sure you got this alone?

You come with me, they'll recognize you

before you walk through the door.

Hey. If you told me everything,

I'll see you in 10 minutes.

With your father's weapons.

I'll see you in 10 minutes.

On the wall, behind the painting.

Got it.

Oh, your sister's birthday. Quite sweet.

Daddy plays favorites, clearly.

And now the fun part.

Indeed.

Ahh.

How was my time?

11 minutes.

Damn.

Mm.

Drive.

Only one to go.

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Hey.

Thought you could use a brain boost.

Got you mango.

- You know my flavor.
- Mm-hmm.

I'm attentive. You know mine?

Of course I do.

Jasmine milk tea,
half sweet, extra boba.

Cheater.

Okay, so, Mei-Xue said
Zhilan can't start Biange

without going to The Forge.

And everything we need to find
The Forge is in the lullaby.

Yeah. I've been looking.

No lyric matches in Chinese history

or Chau's research.

What is it?

I thought these tapes
were addressed to me.

My aunt was speaking to me,

her bloodline descendant,
the one to wield the sword.

But if she wanted me to find The Forge,

why be so cryptic?

Singing a lullaby I've
never even heard of?

Now we're stuck searching
for lyric matches.

Yeah. Pretty time-consuming.

Evan, hey.

- I'm with Henry.
- Hey, guys.

Got some news on Zhilan

from my contact at INTERPOL.

A bank's security camera
picked her up in public.

Where?

Across the street from
a corporate building...

The Lanzhou office

of a Chinese conglomerate...
Tan, consolidated.

There was a break-in last night.

I'm sending you pics now.

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Those bags... Could they be weapons?

- Could be.
- And the weird thing?

The second this surveillance
footage came to light,

the Tan company withdrew
their complaint.

Said they'd handle it internally.

Whatever she stole, company
wants to keep it private.

Thanks, Evan.

I'll let you know if I
hear anything else.

If she's got more weapons...

I know. We gotta move fast.

I may have a shortcut.

A friend of mine, she's a grad student

in Anthropological Linguistics.

She has access to a beta program

that translates text into
any known historical language

and then scours books,
articles, and the Internet

for any similarities.

We could plug those
lyrics into this algorithm

and if they exist online anywhere

or in any language, we'll get a hit.

Call your friend.

Hey.

What are you doing here?

Checking on you.

I'm busy. And I don't
need to be checked on.

Are you sure?

I haven't seen you act this bratty
since Nicky got back from China.

I'm not being bratty.

- I'm mad.
- Why?

'Cause Mama and Baba made a big
decision without consulting us?

Ryan, it's their decision to make.

- Couldn't they have talked to us?
- Yeah, they tried.

You stormed out.

I'm not saying it'll be easy
to save the restaurant,

but isn't it worth the effort?

Are you sure this is
about the restaurant?

I saw the look on your face

when Baba mentioned Joe.

Not to mention, I'm still waiting
on your plus-one RSVP.

What happened?

He left.

Got a job in Chicago.

It's over.

Oh, Ryan.

Okay, I typed in the lyrics.

Let's see if we get a hit.

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Pfft. No luck.

Okay, so much for that.

Whoa, the Pinyin hit a Korean match.

What is it?

Some kind of ancient
text? A Korean myth?

No. It's a pop song.

The lyrics are almost an
exact match to Mei-Xue's.

Who's the artist?

Uh, this guy.

His name's Simon Lau. He's a K-pop star.

What's a K-pop star doing
singing my aunt's lullaby?

I don't know.

What's a Chinese guy
doing singing K-pop?

Actually not uncommon.

Bilingual pop stars,
working both markets.

Althea went through a big Kris Wu phase.

Oh.

Wait. Henry, look.

It looks like Pei-Ling
and Zhilan's necklace,

just a different symbol.

A falcon.

Do you think Simon Lau
could be a guardian?

So, you just gonna stare at your drink?

It doesn't taste good.

Nothing does.

Yeah. Breakups'll do that to you.

Why didn't you just tell us?

I would've told you
and Nicky eventually.

Just... they just met him.

Even worse, they loved him.

He's leaving for a job.

- They're not gonna judge you on that.
- No. I know that... rationally.

I... I just... feel so humiliated.

Like... when I was with Joe,

I had all these new feelings.

Like, I could actually see myself
getting married, having kids.

You know, the truth is, I realized,

and I know this is gonna
sound weird, but...

I want what Mama and Baba have.

You know? The whole
long-term long-term thing.

Till death do us part.

I had no idea you were such a normie.

You don't even know!

I was looking at real
estate in Berkeley Hills.

- Oh.
- It was bad.

And the worst thing is, I...

I didn't get to show him who I am.

Like... I never got the chance

to show him the real me.

It just feels like a big waste.

Okay. I know you can't see it now,

but it wasn't a waste.

You grew so much with Joe.

Can you imagine a few months ago

being out and proud with Mama and Baba?

Having them ask your
boyfriend to my wedding?

It's 'cause of how strong you've gotten.

How much you've grown.

Hm?

In the meantime...

Yes. I sense a patented
Althea insight coming on.

Maybe.

Just... try not to mix up

Joe's decision with Mama
and Baba's, okay?

Joe leaving for Chicago,

the restaurant closing...

Both are hard,

but two very different things.

Okay, unless Simon Lau found
that necklace at a swap meet,

he's a guardian.

His family symbol is the falcon,

which means his bloodline
protects a meteor hammer,

rumored to be one of
the 8 ancient weapons.

Okay. If Simon's a guardian

and he's putting Mei-Xue's lullaby

into his pop songs, he could know more.

Like where The Forge could be.

Possibly. We gotta talk to him.

But flying to Seoul is, like,
hella expensive, right?

I don't think we need to fly to Seoul.

What do you mean?

Lau just started his
North American tour.

He's got a show in L.A. tonight.

We're never gonna make that.

And he's got a show at
the Belmondo tomorrow.

- The casino?
- Mm-hmm.

Hmm. Looks like we're
going to Vegas, baby.

So, what's the plan?

We head to Simon Lau's
pre-show meet-and-greet.

It's our only chance
of getting close enough

to actually talk to the guy.

Once we're there, we just ask.

Ask what he knows about
his guardian bloodline,

why he wrote Mei-Xue's
lullaby into his pop song,

and hope he'll tell us
everything he knows

about the location of The Forge.

I know that plan.

I meant the plan for... after.

Well, our suite's pretty nice.

- It is.
- It's got a bed and everything.

I noticed that.

- All that bed for just $79 a night.
- That's how they get you.

Casino knows they're gonna make
their money back at the tables.

Joke's on them 'cause we
won't be leaving the room.

Here we are. All we need
to do is score some tickets.

Uhh. Sold out.

Thought this might happen.

Um...

Hey, um, any chance you two
could sell us your tickets?

This ticket? It's priceless.

Clearly, you two are not real Lauvers.

Okay.

Come on. This is taking too long.

- Ow!
- Move out of the way.

- Hey!
- Whatever. You'll get your turn.

- Jerks.
- Hold up.

Look at her butt.

Look at her butt?

No, not like that. Look.

Oh, my God, is that Simon?

Oh, my God!

Simon!

I love you, Simon!

Oh, no, wait, it's just
a cardboard cutout.

Oh, bummer!

Oh, my God. Where are they?

I had them just a second ago, I swear.

You had better be joking right now.

I'm not joking. They're gone.

Sorry. No tickets, no entrance.

This is ridiculous!

You are so fired.

I told you I needed to bring
the tickets and you said,

- no, you have them.
- Next.

- Thank you.
- Thank you.

Thank you.

I thought you guys were happy.

We were. He just got an opportunity

and couldn't turn it down.

- You okay, son?
- I will be.

Just need some time.

But... actually, that's not
what I wanted to talk about.

- What?
- The restaurant.

Closing or winding down?

I don't think you should do it like
this. I don't think you want to.

Not really.

It's not just what we want, son.

I know it's hard, but I saw
how lit up you were.

Making plans. Changing
things up around here.

Mom in the kitchen.
You in the front of house.

But all our plans for
saving this place...

redesigns and renovations...

they all cost money.

Mama, Aunt Mei-Xue's
plum sauce is incredible!

And it got me thinking
there's so many things

we could do that won't cost us anything.

Changing the menu does
not pay the bills.

I know, but when you
opened up this place...

when you designed the menu,
you said it yourself, Baba.

You told me you were
putting yourself in a box.

American Chinese food.

Authentic enough for the locals,

but not too authentic for the tourists.

You remember that?

- Yeah.
- Yeah.

Yeah, and I remember everyone
being in a panic over MSG.

You stripped it from the menu.

We had no choice.
The customers were asking.

I tell you, the pan-fried shrimp
never tasted the same.

Times have changed.

You've changed.

I'll support you, okay?
Whatever you decide.

But if the writing's on the wall,

if Harmony Dumplings needs to close,

at least go out on your terms.

Before you close up,

make this the best, most
authentic version of itself.

Your history.

Your food.

Thanks, Lauvers.

Here's the link for your pictures.

Okay, come on. Get over here!

Oh, cute couple.
You are a couple, right?

- Uh... uh, yeah.
- Had to ask.

Had an awkward moment with
a brother and sister once.

- Oh, my.
- Okay. Everybody say, "stardust."

Star...

- Whoo! That's gonna be a great one.
- Got it.

Okay. Who do I make this out to?

Um... Heh.

I know about the lyrics to "Two Worlds."

Huh.

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That's quite a long name.

Hey, just give me a minute?

- All good.
- Yeah. Okay.

Who the hell are you?

This is Henry. I'm Nicky Shen,

I'm a descendant of Liang Daiyu...

part of the sword's warrior bloodline.

We're trying to stop Biange.

Biange.

You've heard of it.

Yeah, but, like, it's a fairy tale.

Some story my grandfather
told me as a kid.

Same as the one about
me being a guardian.

It's not real.

It is, Simon. All of it.

"The light leads the way to the source."

- What does it mean?
- Nothing, man.

It's just some lyric I took from a
song my wai gong used to sing.

No, it means something.

- It has to.
- No. It doesn't. It's just a myth.

If you don't believe in it, then
why put the lyrics in a song?

- I liked how it sounds.
- And the guardian necklace?

- Why wear it?
- I don't know. It's sentimental.

Like the song. Wai Gong gave it to me.

Is that all he gave you?

Did he give you the meteor hammer?

He did. You have it.

Simon, if you have that weapon...

You're in danger.

There's a woman out there, an assassin,

who will stop at nothing
to get it from you.

You don't know when to quit, do you?

Oh. What, you thought I wouldn't
notice the coincidence?

What... what coincidence?

Okay. I get a call 3 days ago.

Some collector claimed to
know I have the hammer.

Offered me serious money for it.

- I tell her no, it's not for sale.
- Simon...

Guess she made another play.

Sends you two fools here with a story

- about how we're connected.
- No, that's not...

We have the same family
legend. Just... Wow.

- Simon, that's not...
- Get them out of here.

All right. Meet-and-greet's over.

Simon, you don't understand.

That woman, I promise you,
she's coming for your weapon.

She will kill you.

- Meet-and-greet's over...
- Simon!

All right. Okay.

Don't even think about coming back.

Well, what now?

We need to get back inside.

Get to Simon before Zhilan does.

We're officially persona non grata

- at the Belmondo.
- Yup.

Cameras'll pick us up anywhere
on the casino floor.

Can't go through the front.

We'll need to find another way in.

An hour of fan meet-and-greets

and now a meeting with execs?

I thought I told Eli I hate
being overscheduled

on show nights.

Eli said it won't take long.

Simon.

Such a pleasure to finally
meet you in person.

Yeah, you, too.

- Anything to drink?
- Oh, no, thank you.

We'd like to cut right to the chase.

Uh, what chase?

Thought you guys just wanted to meet me.

Well, that was a small fib.

You're not from the label.

I'm here to follow up
on our conversation

about a certain weapon

you have in your possession.

Okay, what the hell is going on here?

I'm sorry for the deception,

but I knew if we met face to face,

we could come to some sort of agreement.

- Get out of my room.
- Simon, I'm willing to negotiate.

But I will not accept a hard "no."

- I said get out. Now!
- You heard the man. Time to go.

This would be much easier

- if you would just cooperate.
- Wait.

You can't just do this.

There are cameras.

Security must've seen you come in here.

Oh, we hacked the security cameras.

Looped the footage
from the hallway and...

Yes. They didn't see a thing.

The only people that know
we are here are dead.

It doesn't have to end that way for you.

My money is still on the table.

You know what we came for.

We thought it'd be far easier

simply to purchase the weapons.

I'm really trying hard
to avoid murdering

one of my favorite celebrities. But...

We will kill you to get what we want.

Simon... just give it up.

Look, I don't have it.

- Simon, please.
- I mean, I don't have it on me.

It's back in my apartment in Seoul.

I doubt that.

You travel half the year,

sometimes more.

You fly private exclusively.

Oh, that had me thinking.

Flying commercial

with a deadly meteor hammer.

That would raise
questions with security.

All that because you can't bear

to be apart from your precious hammer.

The falcon...

insignia of the hammer's
guardian family.

- You're a guardian?
- Yes.

We are more alike than you realize.

You gave up your family's legacy

to pursue your own destiny.

I know that wasn't easy.

You just killed two people

over a bedtime story.
We're nothing alike.

You claim not to believe in the legends,

yet you have the stars
imprinted on your body.

I've seen this constellation
in the guardian scrolls.

Actually, your tattoo...
that's how I found you.

Your rather... heh... provocative
spread in "Rolling Stone."

That pattern is important.

Do you even know what it means?

Look, this wasn't supposed to be real.

My father, my grandfather,

they told stories about my bloodline.

I thought it was just tall tales.

A nonbeliever.

Yet you cling to the weapon.

What is it to you, hmm?

A memento? A lucky charm?

Hey. Hey.

You've done well for yourself, Simon.

You know, my father says
he credits all his success

and wealth to owning
a few of the weapons.

You're going to have to give it up.

You're out of options.

Where is it?

I give it to you, you'll just kill me.

I have no interest in
spilling more blood

unless I have to.

You have my word.

Fine.

I'll give you what you want.

Please. Excuse me for just one moment.

A problem?

I'll deal with it.

It's in there.

You've trained.

Since I was 5.

So, I was right.

Part of you believes.

Well... this'll be more
fun than I thought.

Hello.

Ah.

No.

The cameras are looped.

Nobody can see us.

No one's coming to help you.

You must be the American.

Oh. I've been looking
forward to meeting you.

Just walk away.

You're strong, but
not as strong as this.

They say a weapon truly belongs

to the one who wields it best.

So far... I'm not impressed.

We need to get to Simon.

Only one of us does.

You take the opening.

Nicky, go!

It could've been simple.

You could've taken the money.

You're not getting the weapon this time.

You're getting cocky.

I like that.

You good?

I got you.

The pop star and the monk.

What a duo.

Uhh!

I wouldn't.

- Henry.
- Nicky!

Uhh!

And the hammer makes 8.

No.

Bye, children.

No.

Simon, don't!

Uhh!

Simon. Okay.

I'm sorry.

- I should've listened to you.
- Shh. Shh.

Okay. Don't talk.

- You're okay.
- No, I need to.

The line...

The light leads the way to the source.

Wai Gong used to call it
the song of the sword.

What does that mean?

He said the song was sung

from the sword's perspective.

Okay. No, no.

You're okay. You're okay. You're okay.

Okay. Hey. Hey, Simon.

Si... Simon.

- Nicky.
- Simon.

Nicky, we can't stay here.

He's gone. I'm sorry. We've got to go.

Okay. I'm sorry.

Ahh.

Simon Lau was found murdered

along with two members of his entourage

in his penthouse suite at the Belmondo.

Las Vegas Police say there
are no suspects at present.

Hey. Don't look at all that.

It won't change anything.

I messed up, Henry.

Lau went after the hammer.

- You tried to stop him.
- No, not then.

When I saw you in danger...

- I hesitated. I...
- Nicky, that was a split second.

A split second was all it took.

Zhilan has all the weapons now.

Simon is dead. He was innocent.

This shouldn't have happened.

And I feel guilty because I'm relieved.

Relieved?

Relieved that I didn't lose you.

Simon tried to help us.

He wanted to give us a
message before he died.

Did anything he said
mean anything to you?

No.

The lullaby was the song of the sword.

Sung from the perspective of the sword.

"The light leads the way"?

- Wait a sec. I...
- What?

Drive faster.

The last line.

"The light shines through
leading to the source."

If the song is sung

from the sword's perspective,

I thought what could the
sword shine through?

The scabbard.

I knew it had to be important.

Zhilan went through all the
trouble of hiring Razor to get it.

- The light.
- Biange energy.

The green glow that
emanates from the sword.

We don't have the sword,

but do you have a flashlight?

- Yeah. Earthquake kit.
- Get it.

What are you doing?

Oh, I'm not totally sure.

Henry...

It's a star chart.

One of the oldest forms of navigation.

That constellation.

It matches Simon's tattoo.

I think this is a map.

A map to The Forge.

Sit down. Ah... Mm-mm-mm.

- Hey.
- It's about time.

We're starving.

We almost started without you.

Started what? I just got
Mama's emergency text.

Sit.

Down.

Okay. What's the emergency?

No emergency.

Just good news.

We'll try to stay open,
for a few months.

What changed?

- Ryan talked some sense into us.
- Mhm.

Okay, we cannot afford the renovations,

but we can do what we want.

Be ourselves for a change.

Good food. Family favorites.

Mama's family recipes.

- Baba, come.
- Oh, okay.

Good job. Just in time
for Po Po's visit.

Just trying to keep up the good
vibes for Althea's wedding.

Althea told me about Joe.

I'm sorry.

Thanks. I'll be okay.

You know you can talk to me whenever.

Of course. I know you've got my back.

And Althea told me about Henry.

Go get it.

Sorry, sis. Just keeping the
lines of communication open.

Mm-hmm.

- Oh!
- Stir-fried lotus root?

Organic, too. I went
all the way to Stockton.

Ahh!

My favorite.

- I haven't had this since...
- It was the last thing I made for you

before you left for China.

- You're gonna put it on the menu?
- Yes.

- And a lot more.
- Oh!

I forgot the rice. Nicky, please,

can you get it from the counter?

Thank you.

Are you surprised, my child?

My family. They're healed.

Or healing, at least.

Yes.

But I didn't do that.

They did it themselves.

Perhaps, but you helped.

Your return set these wheels in motion.

Now you have found a way to The Forge.

I think so.

There's still a lot to figure out.

Biange's coming.

Soon it will be time.

For what?

You know, child.

To protect your family,

to protect everyone you love,

you will have to leave them again.

Rice.

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