All language subtitles for Kung Fu (2021) - 03x01 - Shifu.GOSSIP.English.C.updated.Addic7ed.com

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- My father, he had so many secrets,

and he was searching for something.

- I have to figure out what it is.
- I can come. I can help.

I have to do this alone.

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Lost my balance.

Sorry, Shifu.

You're learning. Use your
breath to find your balance.

Try again?

Very good.

Well, I think that's
a good place to stop.

See you all next week.

Come on, Shifu. Do the move.

Yeah.

Ok, but this is the last time.

Hey! Get outta there!

Hey, buddy. I was just having a peek.

Aw, I been hit twice this
month already. Calling the cops.

Naw... you're not.

Whoa. Wait. Hold on a second...

Come on.

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Oh, yay.

- Your secret's safe with me.
- Hmm, without a stove,

these are the next-best thing,

and these guys will never know.

Hey! Lao Gong!

- Hey, Mama!
- Ah. There.

- Ah.
- Yeah.

Gee!

So, uh,

how's the apartment looking these days?

What are you asking?

Residency's kicking your ass, I know

you're busy, and I know how you get.

Think she's calling you a slob, bro.

Just now that Seb's moved in,

I don't want you losing
a good thing just 'cause

you never learned how to
pick up after yourself.

- Wow!
- Ah.

I'm not going anywhere.

You hear that?

- I'm gonna miss these dinners.
- Oh.

Two weeks till the grand re-open, right?

Yeah, but there's still so much to do.

- I told you I could do more.
- Lao Gong, you're busy enough

helping the community. I can
take care of the restaurant, ok?

So, Sis, what's it like
living back at Casa Shen?

- Oh, it's been great.
- Hmm. Mama? Papa?

- Hmm? G-Great!
- Good. Heh! Good.

We love having her home.

You know, she's whipping
all of us into shape.

- Hang on. Could this be...
- Pancit Palabok.

She was terrified about going
head-to-head against your adobo.

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Hey, Evan. Any news on Althea's case?

They have to go easy on her, right?

She saved lives with the alert.

Althea turned herself in,
she admitted to the violation

for users' privacy settings; D.A.'s

gonna take all of
that into consideration.

My boss is tough, but she's fair.

I'm hoping that means
no criminal charges.

- We should get word soon.
- Hmm. Thanks, Evan.

You, too, Nadia.

Sorry, sorry.

- Hello.
- Empty handed again.

What? I
brought a salad last week.

- Last month.
- You want to be subjected

- to my cooking again?
- Oh! Ah!

Let's eat.

- That's probably, uh, yeah.
- Ha ha ha!

- Oh.
- Mm-hmm?

I think we should raise a glass to Evan

for finally taking the plunge
and opening his own practice.

- Hey. Cheers.
- Hear, hear.

- Congrats.
- Cheers.

You two, uh, make such a good team.

Have you thought about joining him?

We talked about it.

Didn't want to mix
business and pleasure.

Ooh. 'Scuse me, guys.

Ah, this is wonderful.

Look at all these happy
young couples. Ah...

- Baba.
- What?

Baby girl! Oh...

For the millionth time, I am OK.

Now I finally have a job,
got my own apartment...

- Well...
- Yes, it's Henry's. It is also literally

the last rent-controlled SRO in town.

Look, we saved the world,
so now I can just be Nicky.

Happy, single Nicky. I'm good.

- Lo Por. Who that?
- The company I got a stove from.

It was out for delivery,
but the truck got robbed!

- The stove, everything... gone!
- Can't they replace it?

With supply-chain issues,
it's gonna take months.

The reopening.

Yeah, well, I cannot
do anything without a stove.

It's happening all over Chinatown.

I'm doing what I can out there, but

since the earthquake,
everything's in flux.

It feels like they're taking
advantage of the chaos.

- What about the police?
- They're overwhelmed.

Could take days, weeks. By then...

Everything will be scrapped or sold.

So we got to move faster than the cops.

I'll check the office,
see if anyone knows anything.

I'll try some old police contacts.

- Althea, truck's gotta have GPS.
- Uh, yeah. Mama,

- can you send me the delivery order?
- Yeah, sure.

I can hack the delivery
company's GPS system.

- Huh?
- Phones at the table?

Call it a working dinner.

Mmm.

Did you get past the alarms ok?

Your hack worked like a
charm. All clear out there?

Dead-quiet out here.
What are you seeing?

Some kinda chop shop.

Got eyes on our stolen truck.

How many guarding it?

- 3.
- What's your play?

I would try lifting from the knees.

- Don't want to throw your backs out.
- Who the hell are you?

Concerned citizen.

Those appliances... I
think they might be stolen?

Yeah. Called the cops.

This little crime ring...
Consider it busted.

Three on one? I like those odds.

Ok. I tried.

Nicky, Althea,

- we got incoming.
- Can you be more specific?

Uh, bandits incoming.

Did you just call them bandits?

What the hell is this?

She said she called the cops.

Get the van out of here, now.

Cops'll be here soon.

"Soon"? Know what
neighborhood you're in?

Althea, Ryan, get outta here.

Get out.

- But I was...
- Now.

What are you doing out here?

Um, I am meeting my husband.

We like to meet in weird places. Heh!

Sorry. Boss said no witnesses.

Aah!

Ow!

- That was amazing!
- What about you? That kick?

Ha ha! Come on! She
hasn't taught me that yet!

I'm a little more flexible.

Nicky.

Ohh!

Aah!

Who are you?

I'm Bo.

- Nicky Shen.
- Huh.

- Well, this is starting to make sense.
- What is?

Well, I'm out for a little
stroll in my neighborhood,

I hear what sounds like
criminal activity, I go in for

a closer look; Next thing I
know, a girl comes flying in,

unleashing movie-grade
Kung Fu on all their asses.

Well, what about you? You... Make
a habit of spying on criminals?

Not usually. Only sometimes.

And jumping into other people's fights?

I don't make a habit of it,

but it looked like you needed some help.

Right. Thank you.

No problem. Heh!
Actually, it was kinda fun.

- I, uh, usually work alone.
- Yeah, me, too.

- Nicky?!
- Nicky!

I'll see you around, Nicky Shen.

Ok, who was that?

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Hey. How'd it go? You get the stove?

- Hmm, working on it.
- Mmm.

- How was the E.R...
- Shh.

Go back to sleep. It's late.

Heh! Yeah.

Sorry, bub. Tsk. It's early.

Oh.

All right.

Sorry, Miss Twinkles.

Hmm.

Bam Bam?

Mmm.

I can't, I can't. I just...

Not in this room.

Not with them in the house. It just...

I'm sorry.

It's ok, babe.

I'm gonna clock

a few rideshare hours before my shift.

- Are you sure you're ok with this?
- We talked about it.

You don't need to apologize.

I got disowned, you lost your company.

We got in this together.
Same way we'll get out.

Together.

Besides, the new grind's not so bad.

Beats 3-piece suits and
3-hour board meetings.

Morning. Saved some
hot water for you. Ok.

Oh, Baba?

I had a little no-toilet-paper
moment last night.

There's always extra on
top of the washing machine.

But I should have replaced the roll.

If you log everything into
Matron, you wouldn't have to.

I'd replace it myself.

Heh heh! Yeah. Yeah.

Got it, sweetie. Next time.

- Thanks, Baba.
- Ok. Ok.

Heh!

- Replace skim milk.
- Oh, great.

- The app's working.
- Like a charm.

Soon as I put my legal
troubles in the rearview,

I'm taking Matron to
market. I think it's a hit.

- Mm-hmm.
- Morning.

If you're here for a shower, it's
booked. We have a schedule now.

Not here to shower. I just
need to borrow our genius.

- Still working on finding your stove.
- Any leads?

We will find
it, Mama. I promise.

Ok.

So, you really got Mama
and Baba on a tight leash.

You say that like it's a bad thing.

Wait. Is it a bad thing?

- Is there something wrong with my app?
- No.

I mean, the name's a little matronly,

but it's cool, really.

It's just Mama and Baba are
pretty set in their ways.

A few months ago, I was
running my own start up.

I had an office, employees. I just...

I always had somewhere to put my energy.

Maybe try spreading it around,
so it doesn't all fall on our parents.

So you mean, like, helping you instead?

I looked in the chop
shop's real-estate records,

but the building's been
condemned, so no luck there.

Oh.

Please tell me you have something.

Got word on the van.
It was found last night,

torched on the side of the 80. None
of the stolen goods were inside.

They must have moved the
merch to another location.

Nadia's looking into the
arrests at the chop shop,

members of the Bay City Soldiers,
but none of them are talking,

and to be honest, we don't have
a lot of connections in Oakland.

I might know someone who does.

There was a guy last
night... Bo. Um, he helped me.

I don't know. I think he's
some kind of vigilante.

- You get a last name?
- Sorry.

He didn't say much, just
that he lived in the area.

- All right. I'll see what I can find.
- Thank you.

What?

Nothing. I just like
where your head's at,

digging into the cute boy who
saved your butt last night.

- Helped, didn't save.
- Mmm.

Uh-huh. Ok, I gotta run.
Meet at my place later?

Oh, Lo Por,

you didn't tell me it was this bad.

I know. I'm sorry, Lao Gong.

I thought it would be ok,

with insurance and disaster relief

and help from our neighbors.

I guess the restaurant's been closed

for such a long time...

If Nicky can't get the stove back,

and then we have to push
the reopening a week...

Oh.

You know, last year, I actually thought

we were finally on solid ground.

- Hey, Lo Por.
- Hmm?

You given some thought, you know,

those investors circling
round the restaurant?

Guys I told to shove it?

No, no, Lao Gong.

I don't want to give up control.

Hmm. Tsk.

This place,

it's always been a family business,

and it's ours.

It's mine.

- I know.
- Lao Gong.

- It's mine.
- I know.

I know, I know. I know.

Hey.

Any luck finding that guy?

Checked all the cameras
near the chop shop.

No dice, but I searched
"Oakland's vigilante"

on Zintube, found this.

- That's him.
- Nicky, he's really hot.

Is he?

Ok, so?

This is about finding Mama's
stove, not finding me a boyfriend.

Why not both?

It's been 4 months.

Has Henry called, emailed?

Look, I love Henry. We all do.

But... he kinda-sorta broke up with you

to go on some vision quest...
"I'll be back, maybe,"

and then doesn't even bother to text?

Hell, Mia's off the
grid at the monastery,

and even she manages to
send a postcard every week.

Then, some totally hot guy Tarzan’s

into your life, and not
even a teeny-tiny part

of you wonders if there
could be something there?

Ryan and I, we're worried.

You're living in his apartment.

All you do is teach by
day, fight baddies by night.

I mean, you say you're fine, but...

Althea, stop!

I said I'm fine!

I finally stopped waking up crying

in the middle of the
night, staring at my phone,

waiting for texts that never come,

worrying about him every
second of every day.

I... I... I didn't know that.

I...

I'm sorry.

I stopped thinking
about all that stuff...

Stopped wishing things were different.

It was too painful.

What Henry and I had...

Magic, adventure, love...

I've accepted they're gone.

Our city is hurting,
our family is hurting

because of an earthquake
I failed to prevent,

so fixing that has to be my focus, ok?

Ok.

_

All-in.

Call.

Heh heh!

A straight?

You said when you came aboard
you were flying under the radar.

Well, here you are.

Nobody but us even knows
you're on this ship.

If something were to,
uh, happen to you...

You know what? Guys,
it's just a friendly game, right?

You want it all back,
it's as good as yours.

Just need one thing in return.

You're headed for the Aegean;
I got some business in Cyprus.

Heh heh! A detour, just for you?

- Mm-hmm.
- Cost more than what's on this table,

and I know you don't got it.

Not exactly true.

You see this? It's worth 7 grand, easy.

This was left in your father's things.

I know it. She's... she's it.

I had plans for this once, but...

You get me to Cyprus, it's all yours.

Do we have a deal?

Our anonymous
hero has a lot of fans.

Daisy99 posted her
number, looking for a date.

Any actual clues on his identity?

This guy claims he's seen Bo working

as a barista at Kinga
Café in North Oakland.

Give me a sec.

- What are you doing?
- Hacking into their employment records.

Too easy. Yep, I see a Bo Han,

- part-time barista, 3 months.
- That's gotta be him.

Text me the address?

Althea,

I'm sorry about blowing
up on you earlier.

So I'm not looking for love. You
shouldn't have to censor yourself.

Go ahead, make fun
of me and this Bo guy,

tease me about how we're perfect
for each other, seriously.

- Ok.
- What?

Sorry. It's all I got.

I'm sorry for just showing up.

Heard some lawyer was
asking questions about me.

I got, uh, nervous,
thought it had something

to do with last night,
and then I thought

maybe it was coming from you.

- But how'd you find my place?
- I asked around.

It wasn't too hard;
Not like I had to

go digging through
employment records.

Hmm.

So... why were you looking for me?

Those guys last night,
they got away with something

that belongs to my family,
something important.

Still trying to track it
down, but I don't know Oakland.

The way you fight, the fact that you had

eyes on them, I thought
maybe you know more?

I'm flattered, but I'm
hardly a seasoned vigilante.

So you don't know
anything about that gang?

Gangs. There were members
of at least two gangs

working that job...
The Bay City Soldiers

and the Oaktown 13.
They're notorious rivals.

Why would rival gangs work together?

Whatever it is, it's gotta be big.

Got the day off work.

Seb's helping Mama,
so I can join the hunt

for Nicky's hero hunk...

- Hi.
- Bo, this is my brother Ryan.

Look, I need to talk
to one of those guys,

but half are in custody and
the others got away, so...

Well, the ones that got away,
chances are they've got rap sheets.

What are you suggesting?

We find 'em the same
way that you found me...

Hack into Oakland's police records,
try to find a name or an address.

Ok, you're good.

How can you tell?

- He's doing what I would do.
- Hmm.

So, uh, how'd you learn to do all this?

I, uh, worked I.T. for a while.

- Hmm.
- I.T., huh?

Tsk. Come on, Ryan.

- I need a lift.
- Heh! I saw you parked out front.

- No, you didn't.
- What?

Nice to meet you, Bo.

Bye.

Ok, I'm in.

That's him... Benny Hines.

He was the one barking orders.

- If anyone knows something, it's him.
- Hmm.

Shall we pay him a little visit?

Hey, thank you for helping out.

Yeah. Traded shifts. No big deal.

So, how are things at the diner?

Well, the pay sucks,
zero benefits, and the food?

- Hmm.
- Well, personally,

I wouldn't touch the stuff.

But a lot of places screen
for criminal records, so...

Ah.

- Hey.
- Hmm?

Me and the rest of the crew, we're, uh,

we're making do. Plus,
only a couple more weeks

- till the grand reopening, right?
- But...

If there was a delay, you're
gonna be ok, financially?

You gave me a shot
when no one else would.

This place, your family...

However long it takes,
it's well worth the wait.

You know I'd walk through
fire for you, Mei-Li.

We all would.

So how'd you get into the whole, uh,

street-fighting hero thing?

Ooh. Uh, kind of a long story.

I ran away from home,
joined a monastery.

My Shifu taught me Kung
Fu... And then she died.

I came home.

My family, my city needed me, so yeah.

Not that long a story, I guess.

I'm sorry about your Shifu.

I had a mentor once, too.

Was that how you learned to fight?

Yeah, moved around a lot as a kid,

some pretty rough places.

She taught me how to defend
myself, how to fight back.

Now, when I see people
getting bullied, pushed around,

it seems like a waste to
not use what I learned.

Here it is.

Hey, sweetie, you
gotta cut me some slack.

You have no idea how much pain I'm in.

Oh, my gosh!

Ju...

- Oh!
- Benny.

What's the hurry?

- What are you two doing here?
- We're looking for a stove.

Hey.

Ohh!

Last night's chop shop...
Where'd all the merch go?

- Ah! Ah!
- Hey, hey.

Ohh!

Better?

Give us an address.

I don't know; You blew up
our spot last night, we scattered.

I don't know where the stuff got moved.

- Aah!
- You sure about that?

I swear.

Let's go.

Got what we needed.

Hello?

No camping allowed here.

You again.

Got away from me last time.
Gonna have to move you along.

Come on, lady.

I said come on.

Ohh!

I installed a ton of backdoors

before the log4j
vulnerability went public.

Hey, if you got
any zero-day hacks to share...

- Yeah.
- Well, isn't he fitting right in.

We gotta get in that
phone. He's helping.

The Soldiers deal
guns, the 13 sell drugs.

Suddenly, they're working
ops, stealing appliances

from delivery trucks?
Something doesn't add up.

Ooh!

Just don't let my manager
know I seated you back here.

- Section's supposed to be V.I.P. only.
- What do you call us?

Friends and family of the busboy.

Hey, you're the busboy/waiter/bartender

who looks amazing in that apron.

Oh, I'm in.

- What do you see?
- Uh, nothing much yet.

Bunch of texts with his girlfriend.
His email's pretty clean.

He using an encrypted messaging app?

No, only apps I see are games.

- What games does he have?
- Um,

Blurdle, Sugar Crash, Puzzlescapes. Why?

Sugar Crash has an
embedded messaging system.

- Maybe they're using that.
- Hmm.

- Looks like gibberish.
- It's code.

Can you crack it?

Hey, uh, Nicky?

We need to talk, in private?

Ok, what's going on? You're scaring me.

I was keeping an eye on police
blotters, looking for anything

on the gangs, and I saw something odd...

An incident in Golden Gate Park.

I think you need to see this.

I thought I had recognized Pei-Ling,

but it can't be her, right?

- Any luck?
- Ryan, it's been, like, two minutes.

Is that a Vigeneère Cipher?

Of course!

One sec.

They're texting about a location.

- That's gotta be it.
- Nicky, we got an address.

Ok, we should move fast. Benny's

gotta know we lifted his phone by now.

Are you ok?

Something came up, and I... I gotta go.

- Now?
- Yeah, sorry. I, um...

G-go, go. Do what
you gotta do. We got this.

Hey, slow down.

- I can't.
- Nicky...

She was here, last night.

Somehow, she was here.
I have to find her.

I get it, I do, but we don't
even know if that's her.

I have seen some crazy stuff
since you came back, Nicky,

- but... your Shifu...
- Died in my arms.

Yeah, you don't have to remind me.

It's not just that, all right?
The woman in that video was

nothing like the Pei-Ling you
described; She was violent,

savage, even. And that
alchemist, Xiao? You told me she

took your Shifu's form. Now, I
know you want it to be Pei-Ling,

- but what if...
- I know,

but I owe her everything.

If there's even a chance that
it's her, the real Pei-Ling,

I have to help her.

Oh. We're not the only
ones looking for her.

Lot's pretty empty. No sign of activity.

Game app went dark an hour ago;
Maybe the gangs got spooked.

Hang back. I'll slip
inside, get a closer look.

"Hang back"? We're taking
orders from this guy already?

- Hello?
- Wait, wait, wait, wait! Stay back!

What? Place looked empty.

- Oh.
- Ok.

Uh, is that a bomb?

Oh.

- Stay calm.
- "Stay calm"?!

You triggered the timer when you
came through the door, but it's not

on a pressure plate, so we
have time to figure this out.

What's there to figure out? We run.

- Look around.
- Oh, my god.

That's the Changs' copper pipes.

This looks like everything.

Mama's stove... It's gotta be here, too.

Yeah, we leave this bomb to go
off, all this stuff goes with it.

Well, uh, barista, hacker,

you got any experience defusing bombs?

No, but that's what the Internet's for.

You're gonna Zindle it?

Ok, um, we're all quick learners, right?

That timer reaches 30,
I'm pulling us both out.

We're all gonna die.

Let's split up, cover more ground?

Oh, ok, ok. Uh,
I found a message board

for former bomb-squad technicians.

Kablamoguy83 says,

"if you can find the primary transistor,

you can reroute the power
away from the detonator."

Does kablamoguy give
any hints as to what

a primary transistor looks like,
or am I just supposed to guess?

Uh...

This video says we
just need to cut the red wire.

Oh... which red wire?

Ok, time for plan "b."

Got a digital watch
for my eighth birthday.

I took it apart to see how it worked.

I figured out I could
just tweak the component.

I think... I can do the same
thing with this timer.

You think?

- Why is it speeding up?
- Should be it.

W-We're alive!

We just defused a bomb! Ha ha ha ha!

Whoo! Ha!

The tripwire, the explosives...

- This seem like gang stuff to you?
- Nicky thought it was weird, too.

Why would they blow up all
this stuff just to take us out?

Pei-Ling?

Pei-Ling?

Shifu.

Heh!

It's me, Nicky.

Wait, wait!

Wait! No!

I can't let you go! I
can't lose you again!

You're scared, confused,
but I know you're in there.

Please, Shifu, it's me.

You taught me how to do this.

You taught me how to fight.

Look at me.

See me.

Please.

Shifu.

Nicky?

Do you remember anything

about how you got here?

I... remember...

Lightning...

Rain.

It hurt.

Everything hurt.

We're gonna figure this
out together... I promise.

What matters is you're back,

with me.

The kids came through.

Back on track.

Let's call off the investors, Lo Por.

- Lao Gong...
- Huh?

Even if we reopen in time,

- it won't be enough.
- Yeah?

Well, too late now.

Let's go.

Oh, hey. Sorry. I didn't mean to...

Thank you.

- Hey, babe, how'd it go?
- We almost died.

Uh, long story.

- Sounds like you need a drink.
- Mmm.

_

One lemon drop comin' up.

_

I'll close up, but you're telling
me everything on our walk home.

Home? You mean sex jail?

Sorry. Just... Something about

a near-death experience
makes you really want to...

You know.

What's that?

Keys to the supply closet.

Yeah, that works.

Damn it!

I guess I was wrong.

- Your Shifu's back.
- I know in my gut it's her,

but when we were fighting,

when Pei-Ling attacked me,

I saw something in her
moves; I've seen it before,

but not from Pei-Ling.

Xiao?

Pei-Ling's back, but...

I don't think she came alone.

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