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[spectators cheering]

All right, ladies and gentlemen,

this is the moment we've been waiting for. The presenta--

[inaudible conversation]

Daniel LaRusso's gonna fight?

-Daniel LaRusso's gonna fight! -[audience cheers]

Now, isn't this what it's all about, folks?

[boy 1] Come on, Daniel! Come on, Daniel!

-[Johnny grunts] -[audience cheers]

-Fight! -[Johnny] Hyah!

[man 1] Come on, Daniel! Get him!

[spectators cheer]

[referee] Turn. Kneel.

[man 2] Hey, Johnny, you're a cream puff!

Sweep the leg.

You have a problem with that?

No, Sensei.

No mercy.

[boy 1] All right, two points!

That's two points, LaRusso. Lawrence, nothing.

Ready? Fight!

[Johnny] Hyah! Hyah!

[referee] One point, Lawrence!

[Johnny] Hyah!

Hyah!

[official] Point, Lawrence. 2-2.

-Hyah! -[spectators booing]

[boy 2] Get him a body bag! Yeah!

-[referee] Illegal contact to the knee. -[boy 2] Finish him, Johnny!

[announcer] Whoever wins the next point will be our new champion!

You finish him, Johnny! Finish him!

[grunts]

[distorted clamoring, cheering]

[announcer] The new champion,

Daniel LaRusso!

[cheering fades]

[alarm buzzes]

[sighs]

[grunts]

[sizzling]

[grunts]

[men grunting, screaming]

[grunting, screaming continues]

[gunfire on TV]

[door closes]

Hey, I'm Miguel. My family and I just moved into 109.

Great. More immigrants.

Actually, we're from Riverside.

I was wondering if you were having trouble with your water pressure,

'cause I know our sink's being weird right now and…

Oh, bottles go in the blue bins.

Listen, menudo,

I've lived in this shithole for over ten years.

The pipe's don't work. The fountain's full of piss.

The only good thing here is that I don't have to talk to anybody.

So nice knowing you.

OK, well...

have a nice day...

-[car door squeals loudly] -...I guess.

[rock music plays]

[engine revs loudly]

[tires screeching]

[Johnny] You've got to be kidding me.

Not another one.

♪ Ha ha, yeah! ♪

[volume increases]

♪ Now listen ♪

♪ Not a dime I can't pay my rent ♪

♪ I can barely make it through the week ♪

♪ I'm always workin' Slavin' every day ♪

♪ Gotta get a break ♪

♪ From that same old, same old… ♪

Hey.

[woman] Creep.

♪ This is what I say ♪

♪ Don't need nothin' but a good time ♪

♪ How can I resist ♪

♪ Ain't lookin' for nothin' But a good time… ♪

Sick.

[kids giggling]

-Hey! -[kid] Gotcha.

♪ You see I ♪

♪ I raise a toast to all of us ♪

♪ Who are breakin' our backs every day ♪

♪ If wantin' the good life Is such a crime ♪

♪ Lord, then put me away, yeah ♪

♪ Don't need nothin' but a good time ♪

♪ How can I resist? ♪

♪ Ain't lookin' for nothin' ♪

♪ But a good time ♪

♪ And it don't get better than this ♪

♪ It don't get better, baby ♪

[music ends]

[woman] Whoa, whoa, whoa.

-What the hell is this? -Don't worry, it'll be level.

I'm just lining it up.

You put it on the wrong wall! I said the wall across from the door.

-This is the wall across from the door. -Not that door, idiot. The door.

Just move the TV. I have company coming over.

Hold on. I'll have to fill the holes, remeasure, match the paint.

It'll take an hour to get to the hardware store.

That's not my problem.

I'm not the dummy who put the TV on, literally,

the only wall in the house that a TV would not go.

Why can't a TV go on this…

Look, I'll come first thing in the morning and put it just the way you want it.

I just can't do it now.

That's just great. Not bad enough you took a shit in my powder room.

-You said that's where I should go. -I didn't know you'd take a shit!

OK, we'll figure this out, all right?

Just quit bitching at me.

What did you just call me?

No, no, no! I didn't call her a bitch.

I said she was bitching at me.

There's a difference.

You're firing me because of that bitch?

You know what? I hated this damn job anyway.

You better pay me what you owe me, Mike.

Mike?

[sighs]

[man on radio] Banzai!

[chuckles] I'm Daniel LaRusso.

And at LaRusso Auto, we kick the competi--

[upbeat music plays]

That one.

Aren't you gonna wear gloves?

[in Spanish] Where's the Pepto Bismol?

[in Spanish] Over there.

Can you put that on a plate?

[clattering]

[in English] My grandma's not feeling well.

Didn't ask. C'mon, what's Spanish for "Just give me my damn slice"?

[in Spanish] Fucking idiot.

He probably has a little dick. [laughs]

[in English] What did you just say?

-What did he say? -You don't wanna know.

-I know it's something bad. Just tell me. -Uh, he said you have a tiny…

He said I have a tiny wang?

Tell him he has a tiny wang.

-[in English] I speak English, asshole. -Oh really?

-[door chimes] -[hip-hop music plays]

[boy 1] Whoo!

[boys laughing]

Yo, Brucks, get the light beer this time. Gotta cut weight for the meet.

-Hundo P, son! -[boy 2] Damn right.

[Brucks] Whoo!

[boy 3] Man, you should get some condoms too.

[Johnny] Pssht.

Finish up and then beat it!

-Excuse me? -[woman] This is my mart.

You ain't hustling no coin at my mart.

I'm not hustling.

I'm not homeless!

That's my car.

[boy 2] What the hell are you doing? Why you gotta blow up my spot?

-[Miguel] Dude, I-- -He thought we were in college.

[Miguel] I didn't know you were trying to buy beer. Sorry.

-[Miguel grunts] -[boys laughing]

-[Brucks] Yes, let's go. -[boy 3] What the hell are you doing?

-Ooh, what do we got here? -[boy 4] What do you got? Pepto.

[boy 3] Oh shit. Someone has frickin' diarrhea!

[boys laughing]

[Brucks] Hey, we should call him 'Rhea.

Give it back, dude. It's for my grandma!

[boy 2] Oh, it's for your grandma? Shit, I'm sorry, man.

Hey, you want it? Hey, you can take all that shit.

-Take that! Yeah. -[boys laughing]

Bitch.

Asshole.

-[Brucks] Ooh! -[boy 2] What'd you say, 'Rhea?

I… I didn't say anything.

[boy 4] That's brute, Ky.

[boy 3] Yeah. Or what?

-[Ky] You crying? Where you going, pussy? -[Miguel groans]

-[boys snicker] -[Johnny] Hey!

Watch the car, man.

Who's this dude?

-Just leave the dork alone. -[Ky] What?

You see this guy? Eating his dinner at the mini-mart like a bum.

-[boys laugh] -[Ky] Wait, I think I know this guy.

He's the jerk-off that cleaned my dad's septic tank.

[Brucks] Oh!

That explains why he smells like shit.

Trust me, you are pissing off the wrong guy on the wrong day, all right?

-[Ky] Really? -Yeah, really.

Get the hell out of here, loser.

[boys laugh]

[boys] Oh!

Aah!

Let's get him.

[grunting, groaning]

[Ky yells, grunts]

[Brucks roars]

[Brucks] Get off me!

[Brucks groans]

[panting]

-Holy shit. How did you-- -[Ky roars]

-[Ky grunts] -[Johnny groans]

What's the matter? Having trouble breathing?

[Johnny] Hyah!

[Kyler groans]

Is that all you got, ladies?

[Brucks] Come on, Ky.

-Let's go. -[Ky] Get off me!

[grunting, groaning]

[Ky roars]

[police siren wails]

What's the matter? Having trouble breathing?

[cop] Hey, get off the kid!

-[Johnny screams] -[Miguel] Hey! It's not his fault!

[Johnny grunts]

[moans]

[Johnny groans]

[Miguel] Hey, I just wanted to say thank you.

All right, well, you said it.

So, last night, was that, like, Tae Kwon Do

or jujitsu or MMA or something?

It's karate.

Old-school karate.

-Do you think you could teach me? -What? No.

Come on. When school starts, those guys will make my life miserable.

It's not my problem.

Look, if I just knew a little bit of what you knew, then I would be--

Forget it.

I don't do karate anymore, all right? Besides, I need to find a job.

Well, you could open your own karate school.

-It's called a dojo. -You could open your own dojo.

Look, I'm not getting into this with you.

I'm not even sure I'm allowed to be around kids right now.

All right, you want my advice? Stop being so annoying.

Maybe you'll stop getting your ass kicked.

OK.

[woman on TV] ...and have a life before I pass away.

Any help Chuck can give her, we'd appreciate.

You got Encore?

Yes, ma'am. That's correct, Your Honor.

Who the hell are you?

You know those little red stickers that say "further reduced"?

That means "spoiled."

You know that, right?

You're eating bad meat, boy.

What the are you doing in my apartment, Sid?

Oh, that's some "thank you."

Who do you think bailed you out? Again.

I never asked you for anything.

I think that little incident at Applebee's

would've taught you to keep your hands to yourself.

You know...

when I met your mom,

she really knocked my socks off.

Beautiful.

Blonde.

Tan.

Tight.

-[groans] -[Sid] Little did I know

I'd be taking care of her schmuck kid forever.

[Johnny] Yeah, Sid, you were the stepfather of the century.

Well, high praise,

coming from a world-class daddy like you.

How old is Robby now, 15, 16?

-When's the last time you saw him? -Just get the hell out of here.

I'll get the hell out when I'm goddamn good and ready!

-[woman] Sid. -[Sid] What?

-Blood pressure! -Keep watching your bullshit judge show,

will you, Rhonda?

And stay out of this!

Jesus, God.

This is why I'm here.

What's this?

You know, I told your mama I'd take care of you always,

but in this case,

I think even she would cut me some slack.

I'm buying you out of my life.

I'd rather be homeless than take money from you.

Oh, well, hell. Yeah, OK.

Rhonda!

Lunchtime!

Call Art's.

See if they got the belly lox.

-[door opens] -[Rhonda sighs]

I'd say...

get your life in order, but, uh…

at this point, you're like the meat in your fridge.

[Johnny sighs]

[door closes]

Chappy! Chappy, where are you?

Just put in that tape. That's an order!

-Nothing you can do about me. -[man 1] Chappy, I want to help you!

Where are you?

[Chappy] Climb high, like I told you!

-[alarm buzzing on television] -Doug, I ain't gonna make it.

-[explosion on television] -Chappy!

[afterburner roars]

[man on tape] A bunch of things must have gone wrong if you're listening to this.

Whatever happened, I know you must be real scared.

Right now, you're probably filled with all the doubts in the world.

But I'm gonna tell you something, Dougie.

God doesn't give people things He doesn't want 'em to use.

And He gave you the touch.

It's a power you have inside of you,

down there where you keep your guts, boy.

It's all you need to blast your way in and get back what they took from you.

Banzai!

Daniel LaRusso here for LaRusso Auto,

bringing you specials on all of our inventory.

We have an excess of Jeep Grand Cherokees priced to go.

Get a lease for only…

Nah. Make that…

Chop!

Yes, we are chopping prices on all of our Hondas,

Nissans, Acuras, and Audis.

[breathes sharply]

Hyah!

So come visit any of our locations in Tarzana, Woodland Hills,

North Hollywood or Sherman Oaks.

And as always, every customer leaves

with their very own bonsai tree.

LaRusso Auto Group. We kick the competition.

[soft rock music plays]

[tires screeching]

[engine revs]

[car horn honks]

♪ Daylight, oh! ♪

[Johnny] Whoo!

-Yeah! -All right!

♪ I don't know if it's real ♪

♪ Been a long night ♪

♪ And something ain't right ♪

♪ You won't show ♪

♪ You won't show how you feel ♪

♪ No time ♪

♪ Ever seems right ♪

♪ To talk about the reasons Why you and I fight ♪

♪ It's high time ♪

♪ To draw the line ♪

♪ Put an end to this game Before it's too late ♪

♪ Head games… ♪

-[man] Hai! -[students] Hyuh!

-Hai! -Hyuh!

-Hai! -Hyuh!

♪ Head games ♪

♪ And I can't take it anymore ♪

♪ Head games ♪

♪ I don't want to play The head games… ♪

[tires screech]

♪ A daydream ♪

♪ For hours it seems ♪

♪ I keep thinking of you ♪

♪ Yeah thinking of you ♪

♪ These daydreams ♪

♪ What do they mean? ♪

♪ They keep haunting me ♪

♪ Are they warning me? ♪

[engine stops]

[Johnny] I got second place.

[man] Second place is no place! You're off the team!

-[Johnny] That sucks! I did my best. -What did you say?

-[Johnny] I said I did my best! -You're nothing! You lost! You're a loser!

-[Johnny] No, you're the loser, man. -Oh, I'm the loser, huh?

Yeah.

-Now who's the loser? -[Johnny] You know, you're really sick.

-Hey! [Johnny choking] -Hey, come on!

-Hey, what are you doing? -Don't…

How does second place feel now, huh?

-[boy 1] Come on! He can't breathe. -Mind your business!

[boy 2] You're gonna kill him!

[boy 1] Sensei, please! You're hurting him!

[man] How does second place feel now, huh?

[crashing loudly]

-[girl gasps] -Oh my God.

I told you, you shouldn't be on your phone.

-What the-- -[liquor bottle smashes]

-What are we gonna do? -We have to call the police.

-We can't! My parents will kill me! -What the hell are you doing?

-What are you doing? Open the door! -[girls screaming]

Open the door!

Drive! Drive!

[tires screech]

Hey! Where do you think you're going? Where do you think you're going?

Shit!

[engine sputters, fails]

Oh, come o--

[Johnny] All right.

-Take care of her. She's a classic. -Mm-hmm.

-Hey, where do I pick it up? -It's on the card.

[Johnny] LaRusso?

No, no, no.

Hey! Hey!

Oh, come on.

[soft rock music plays]

[indistinct chattering]

How you doing? Would you be interested in--

No.

[indistinct chattering]

[woman] You're all set.

-Have a great day. -[man 1] Thank you.

Hi, welcome to LaRusso.

How can I help you?

Hi, I just need to pick up my car.

I'm in a bit of a hurry.

Oh, this came in last night?

It'll be a couple of weeks, but we'll call you with an estimate.

No, my car was not supposed to come here. I want it towed to a different body shop.

Why?

We have the number one service team in the Valley.

We beat all prices.

We kick the competition.

Yeah, I've heard it a million times. I just prefer to do my business elsewhere.

[man 2] And here are the watering instructions.

Thanks again for being returning customers.

Before you go, Mr. LaRusso wanted to thank you personally.

Let me go get him.

-Can you hurry it up? I gotta go. -[woman] Hold on.

Um, it says your car is in one of our intake lots.

-I'll figure out which one. -You know what? I'll come back tomorrow.

[woman] But, sir, I--

[Daniel] Johnny?

Johnny Lawrence!

I… I… I knew it was you!

Holy… How the hell are you?

-Hey, man. -[chuckles]

[Daniel] Oh my God, look at you.

You still got those golden locks, eh?

God, this is crazy. How you been?

-Great, man. Thanks, I've been great. -That's great.

Anoush, come here! Louie, get over here! I want you to meet somebody.

-I gotta go. -No, no, no. This is Johnny Lawrence.

He and I go way back. Right, buddy?

This guy was the toughest dude in my high school.

When I first moved here from Jersey, he and I…

we got into a little bit.

This guy really had it in for me.

Well, you did move in on my girl.

Well, she actually wasn't really your girl anymore, was she?

I mean…

Ah, all right. That's all water under the bridge.

Wait. Is this the karate guy, the guy from the tournament?

Oh, this is the guy whose ass you kicked.

[Daniel] Uh, listen, it was a really close match.

But if you wanna get technical...

I kicked his face.

-[Daniel, Louie laughing] -I'm just busting your chops.

It was an illegal kick.

Oh, illegal? Really? Come on. What about that elbow to my knee?

Yeah, I got a warning. You got the win.

Whoa, whoa, whoa! No fighting in the showroom, guys.

[Daniel] Come on. All right, back to work.

-Nice meeting you. -Let's go. Get back to work.

Enough reminiscing, right?

So, what brings you in? You're looking for a new a ride?

He wants his car towed to a different body shop.

Oh no, Johnny. We got the best prices in town.

That crook at Cole's on Van Nuys, he'll try to screw you over.

Shelia, let me see the estimate.

A Pontiac?

-Firebird? -Yeah.

Wow, someone did a real number on this thing.

Maybe it's time for an upgrade. Why don't we walk the lot?

I'll give you a deal on a certified pre-owned--

I just want my car.

All right, all right. You got it, all right?

Let me see how low I can get this repair.

Friends and family… my own personal code.

[sighs]

You know what? It's on the house.

-No way. I don't need your charity. -No, you'd be doing me a favor.

Our guys aren't used to working on a car like this.

They could use the practice. You could use the repairs.

-This is a win-win. -I said I'll handle it.

All right.

OK, but it's...

John, it's gonna cost more than the car is worth.

Listen, don't worry about it. It's my pleasure, all right?

-All right. -OK? Just hang here a second.

I got something for you. One minute.

Fuck.

-Hey, Dad! -[Daniel] Look who's here.

-[screaming] -What are you doing? Open the door!

-I'm good. -You gotta be kidding me.

Of course. Go ahead. In the office.

-[girl] See you later. -OK.

Hey, Johnny, wait up!

Johnny! Wait up.

Every customer gets one.

Come on.

And, hey, look, I don't blame you for what happened back in the day.

All right, I know that wasn't you. It was Cobra Kai.

We're all better off without it, am I right?

Take care of yourself, and I'll call you when the car's ready, OK?

This is crazy! You look… You look..

It's good to see you, man.

[pot shatters]

[tense music plays]

Are you sure you're ready?

'Cause once you go down this path, there's no turning back.

-You're gonna be my karate teacher? -No.

I'm gonna be your sensei.

I'm gonna teach you the style of karate that was taught to me,

a method of fighting your pussy generation desperately needs.

-[man] Good luck. It's all yours. -All right.

I'm not just gonna teach you how to conquer your fears.

I'm gonna teach you how to awaken the snake within you.

And once you do that,

you'll be the one who's feared.

You'll build strength.

You'll learn discipline.

And when the time is right,

you'll strike back.

[rock music plays]