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Story: WONG JING Screenplay: THE PEACE (WO PING) GROUP

Assistant Directors: LEE CHA, HO LIN-CHOW, FONG LEE-KWAN

Lighting: TANG MING Props: LEUNG WING (YIM) Costumes: LIU CHI-YU

Dialogue: DING YUE, WONG PING Sound Effects: NG KWOK-WAH

Editor: PETER CHEUNG YIU-CHUNG Music: FRANKIE CHAN FAN-KEI Sound Recordist: CHOW SIU-LUNG

Two, right? Please sit inside.

Hey, please sit inside.

Hey, there are customers!

Hey, please sit anywhere, yeah.

Husband, something's not right.

There are no customers.

There's no reason to balance the accounts, no reason to cook noodles.

It's such a small restaurant, why do they need so many waiters?

White-Fronted Tiger!

You're responsible for 17 major cases.

Even if you run to Guangzhou, we'll bring you to justice.

Henan, Hebei, Zhejiang, Shanxi, Jiangsu, Hubei.

Constables from the six provinces join forces to arrest a husband and wife.

Even if we wanted to resist, we'd have no chance!

Come on! Catch me!

Look out!

Want to arrest us? It's not that easy!

Husband!

Husband...

R-r-run.

Boss Wong...

What is it?

I'm here to collect the laundry money.

Come in and get it.

I scared him off!

That kid truly is gutless!

Lucky I wasn't bitten by that mad dog!

"Big Talker".

Big Talker.

Brother Kwan, what's your instruction?

Ask Ah Sing to help me change clothes.

Big Talker.

Just reading the script now? What were you doing last night?

I said get to work!

Hurry up!

Are you ignoring me? Get the troupe out there now!

Hurry up...

Big Talker.

Don't...

Chasing up laundry money again?

Stop right there!

No need to pay now. Take your time.

I won't take it...

Take my wife's undergarments and wash them!

Then...

Washing or not?

Washing...

My big sister will scold me.

And I'm throwing you out!

Don't!

Help me...

BACKSTAGE: NO ACCESS PERMITTED

Wong Fei-Hung, let's see how long your lion king can be majestic.

Master Tam!

Master Tam, there's a northerner wants to see you.

A northerner?

LION'S ROAR HALL

My Lion's Roar Hall is somewhat famous in Guangzhou,

and you're a wanted criminal.

Although we've been together through thick and thin,

if the authorities found out...

White-Fronted Tiger, you mustn't cause any more trouble.

Seeing we're as good as brothers...

Spend this money.

Look, I have a few apprentices who work in the theatre troupe.

Hide among the troupe for the time being.

Lay low till the fuss dies down.

Take it one step at a time.

I'm telling you, stop dragging your feet.

The money belongs to me, Mok Geung. No more delays!

Don't believe me? I'll break your bones!

Looking? What're you looking at?

You don't know me, Mok Geung? Then you're not up to scratch!

Look at you, dirty and of low character.

Meet a good guy and you're all talk.

Meet a bad guy and you're gobsmacked!

My big sister's fiercer than you!

Don't pay and we'll kick your ass!

Little Geung, who are you scolding?

Nobody... just scolding him.

And who's he?

He's me and I'm him.

Good-for-nothing!

Oh, yeah. Where's the laundry money you collected today?

Oh, collect? I collected some more laundry!

- Here. - How come there's so much laundry?

Little Geung, your jacket looks dirty. Take it off for washing.

Oh, a dirty appearance's no problem!

- Take it off! - No need!

The money?

Where's the laundry money you collected today?

Ah Fook said I'd need to run a marathon to get his money.

Ah Sau cried, claimed he was poor.

Big Talker shouted rudely at me and surely pocketed the money.

So I didn't collect any.

You keep "collecting" like this, and we'll be poor, not them!

- Big Sister, that Big Talker... - Are you a coward?

So useless! How can you achieve something big?!

- Big Sister, don't! - I'll beat you to death!

Don't, Big Sister! Don't!

Big Talker's just as fierce as you!

Don't!

Don't you run!

If you can't get money from Big Talker, don't come back for dinner!

PO CHI LAM

Who's Wong Fei-Hung?

- May I ask...? - Navy's chief coach, Iron Five-Fingers.

- What is it? - Are you blind?

Wait a moment.

No way!

Please.

Sit.

I'll treat you.

I can't stand pain! Pain drives me crazy!

When crazy I hit people!

Oh? Ha! Talk about fighting spirit.

No need for my master to come.

Foon!

Master.

How can you treat a patient like this?

No, I was cleaning the stool for you to sit on.

Master, sit down.

Old friend...

- Where does it hurt? - My whole body hurts!

Allow me, Wong Fei-Hung, to examine you, alright?

Fine! Wong Fei-Hung, I can't stand pain.

I already beat several bonesetters.

I crippled them. You better watch out!

So... blood gas is blocked, the pulse's weak.

Master Wong, can it be treated?

Master Wong can treat you, of course.

Smooth and unobstructed.

Master Wong's brilliant, sure enough.

Is something wrong?

My friend, it's not only a dislocation;

you've also suffered an internal injury.

Shit! Are you messing with me?

Oh, touch the sixth rib on your right side.

Does it still hurt?

No.

No? How about right here?

It really hurts.

More than that... your breathing isn't as smooth as it should be.

Yes, you're right!

Your martial practice is excessive.

You've harmed your liver.

Qi stagnates in the liver and burns with rage.

You must use the mild and heavy respiration method.

Take this to disperse the blood stasis, and you'll recover naturally.

Will it hurt?

It won't hurt.

Small flame.

The suction's so tight.

Doesn't hurt, does it?

Martial flame.

Martial flame, as well?

Wong Fei-Hung, you trying to murder me?!

Ah, I'm on fire!

Want to kill me?!

It doesn't hurt!

Again?!

Feeling better?

Truly effective!

Naturally!

Motherfucker! Hit me?!

How many hands did you use to fight me?

You're great! I defer to you.

Please...

I hate this style of jacket the most.

I'm giving it to you.

- Hey... don't go! - Stop calling.

- He didn't pay the consultation fee. - Forget it.

Get ready for the lion dance.

Got it, Master.

HENAN PROVINCIAL HALL

Take this, will you?

Firecrackers.

Dear fellow villagers and elders.

Today's the inauguration of the Henan Provincial Hall.

We're especially pleased to welcome, from Po Chi Lam

the one they call the Lion King, Master Wong Fei-Hung,

who, with his disciple, Leung Foon,

will perform for us a celebratory lion dance.

Thank you...

Master, I've never seen this kind of green.

Is it easy to p-p-pick?

Easy to pick? Losing balance results in death!

S-s-so what's the name of t-t-this green?

Gold and Silver Green.

First, you have to cross the Gold and Silver Bridge,

in order to pick the auspicious green at the bridgehead.

- Foon! Raise the lion! - Yes!

Start the drum!

- Seven, go up! - OK!

Hey, are you messing with me? Hurry up and cross!

Hold on!

Get up!

Jump!

Why are you so clumsy?

Stop nagging! Build a bridge.

I can't hold it!

Seven, your belt.

Terrific...

Master, t-t-they can't reach it!

Keep quiet!

Use the meridian staff!

Master, it's Lion's Roar Hall!

Seven Star Iron Rings!

- Foon, the lion's tail! - Yes!

Be careful! Wong Fei-Hung's entered the fray.

Seven Star Iron Rings?!

Foon, be careful!

Get ready to shoulder!

Master...

Wong Fei-Hung, you're really something!

Let's go!

MAY YOUR WISHES COME TRUE

Thank you... everyone.

Thanks.

Excuse me...

Little Geung.

You look miserable. What's the matter?

Couldn't collect the laundry money?

You're so timid, who doesn't bully you?

Here, we two are sworn brothers.

I'll help you collect the debts.

But you have to smile, eh...?

Let's go backstage, take a picture with Godbrother Kwan.

OK.

Brother Kwan.

Some tea.

Godbrother Kwan!

Hey, Godsister!

- Ah Kwan. - Did I do a good job just then?

My goodness! You couldn't have been better,

- Godbrother. - Really?

- Let's take a picture together, OK? - OK!

- Ah Fok, take a picture for us. - Oh, alright!

Now, Godbrother, I want a pretty picture.

Sure, he's a good photographer.

Get ready! Hurry up!

Closer, look at me.

Don't move. Pose, smile.

Now pose.

Ready!

You bastard!

You must be tired of living!

How dare you offend Brother Kwan!

If I weren't giving Master Tam face, I'd have broken your hands already.

Get lost! Now!

Auntie, get me a cup of tea.

Husband...

R-r-run.

Sister Bing, let's go out tonight

- and have supper. - For real?

- It's definitely for real. - I don't believe it!

- Big... Big Talker! - You're always teasing me.

No.

This.

"Big Talker."

"Talker."

Sister Bing!

The two words under "Big Talker", what are they?

- Does it praise me? - Yeah, if you're a "Turtle egg!" (bastard)

Damn kid, making fun of me?!

Help!

Don't run...

Brother Foon, that's him.

Little Geung, have fun.

No, I can't do it.

My legs go weak whenever I see him.

Wow! Brother Foon's so strong!

If only I were half as good as him.

Does it hurt...?

Men I beat mustn't cry out.

And smile!

Smile without your mouth showing contempt.

Little Geung.

Hey!

In future, whenever you see Brother Geung

you better smile!

- Brother Geung. - Hey... what are you forgetting?

Go!

Brother Foon, you're great!

When encountering his sort, you must be more fierce.

Right, but I'm not sure I could ever be that fierce.

Brother Foon, I really envy your might.

If only Master Wong were willing to accept me as an apprentice.

OK, I'll ask my master for you.

Now, if there's nothing else, I'll leave first.

Ah, what're you doing?

Old friend, excuse me.

All made up like a demon! What a phoney!

Get lost...

Help me...

Painted Face's trying to kill me!

Give way... Please, give way!

Don't blame me if there's an accident!

Please, give way...

Give way... Thanks...

Big Brother, help me!

Someone's trying to kill me!

Big Brother, someone's trying to kill me!

Can't you hear me...?

What rotten luck! Running into a deaf man!

- Now, you must answer my questions honestly. - OK.

- Do you recognise the deceased? - I don't know him.

- Yes! - Did you know the deceased?

- I didn't know him. - What did he do here?

- He dressed the actors. - What hobbies did the deceased have?

- I don't know. - Say that again.

I don't know.

Reporting!

The Chief Constable of the Seven Provinces has arrived.

In formation!

Attention!

Reporting to the Chief Constable!

Reporting. Inside, please...

Chief Constable.

I say, go inside.

My God!

With the Chief Constable's reputation and my standing,

you dare barge through?

Men, lock him up!

Is that right, Chief Constable?

Useless!

Chief Constable.

You?

It's really you?

Reporting!

The golden spear hasn't fallen.

Murdered in a crime of passion.

What I meant to say was...

He must've been killed by a love rival in a dispute over a woman.

Hmm... that makes sense!

The method was so vicious.

Chief, could White-Fronted Tiger have done it?

From my careful observations, it's...

Unlikely, right?

- Likely! - Likely...

Plus, from my shrewd analysis, it's...

Likely, right?

Unlikely!

Wise opinion, Chief...

I came from the North to Guangzhou to hunt White-Fronted Tiger.

A minor case like this is yours to settle.

Yes...

If you can't solve this case, take care you're not demoted!

Demoted?

Chief...

Chief, you've come far from the North.

Tomorrow, let me welcome you to dinner.

Please...

Master Tam, the Drunk Moon House opened, but didn't invite us to do a lion dance.

How come?

They invited Wong Fei-Hung.

Wong Fei-Hung, again?

In a few days it's his birthday.

Junior, gift a sau yi (birthday suit) from me to Wong Fei-Hung.

I'll produce a sau yi (burial suit) to Wong Fei-Hung's satisfaction.

Ah Foon, it's my birthday in a few days.

Is everything ready?

Everything's ready, Master.

- Good. - M-m-master!

M-m-master, o-o-outside there's a t-t-tailor, says he's...

- m-m-making you a burial suit... - What?!

No... h-h-he said, m-m-making a n-n-new suit for your b-b-birthday.

Invite him in.

BURIAL CLOTHING EXPERT

Oh, why isn't it Tailor Dou!?

Oh, Ah Dou went back home.

Master Wong, let me take your measurements.

Fine.

Wear the garment I make, and you'll look very handsome.

Then, why don't you make one for yourself?

Chest, twenty-four. Most impressive.

A compliment.

Arm, three feet long.

Formal cuff or martial cuff?

Formal cuff.

Cuff width, six inches.

Slit width, two feet.

Height, five feet.

Shoulder width, one foot-eight.

Waist, thirty.

Oh, you have to use a needle to take my measurements?

There's a loose button, I'll sew it on for you.

Oh, thank you.

No need.

Let me measure your neck.

Collar height, two inches.

Have you finished measuring?

If you stop moving, I'd have measured it already.

Finished measuring? What else do you have to do?

Choose the material.

I'll take the one in your hand.

Cut the material.

Deadly tailor, I know you have bad intentions.

I have no grievance with you.

Why do you wish to take my life?

My senior, Tam Hing dislikes you.

Better to quash enmity than keep it alive.

Please pass on a message to Master Tam:

I very much want to be good friends with him.

- Ah Foon. - Yes, Master.

- Give him back his scissors. - Got it.

Not yet clean.

Scrub... Make me rich...

Scrub... Make me...

Another one broken.

Ah, help!

Damn you, Little Geung! Making a fuss about nothing!

Elder Sister, it's only you!

I thought it was Painted Face!

No need to be afraid...

Don't be such a coward! Why're you so afraid of this Painted Face?

You really scared me!

- No need to be afraid. - Why did you stop washing?!

No need to shout.

I told you before, wring using only two fingers.

Why would I do it like that? It's strenuous and troublesome.

It's the kung fu Grandpa passed down.

Use finger strength to wring.

It can't be used to fight.

Hey, who dropped money on the ground?

Huh? Money? I dropped it...

Yeah, I dropped it.

Which bastard dared do that!?

You dare dirty my laundry?! I'll beat you to death!

It wasn't me! It's nothing to do with me!

- It wasn't me... - You liar!

- It's nothing to do with me... - Think you can run away...?

- Brother Foon. - Now, as we're sworn brothers,

I'll take you to practice courage.

How d'you practice that?

Isn't that...?

Don't make it sound so bad.

It'll teach you how to be a man.

How to be a man?

Yeah, let's go.

ELEGANT EMERALD HOUSE

Chief Bau, please...

What is this place?

Oh, this is the most advanced brothel in Guangzhou.

- Brothel? - Yes.

Who do you think I am? Bringing me to a place like this!

Indeed, public morals degenerate by the day.

"Virtue decays, but the human heart is immortal..."

Wow!

What a great ass!

My goodness, Brother Foon!

What brings you here?

- I've been thinking about you. - That so?

Chief Bau...

Why don't we go someplace else?

Well, now that we're here,

it's convenient to investigate and see if there are any underage girls.

Right!

- Drink up! Don't be shy. - Oh... drink?

Drink...

- Oh, right. Drink. - Drink up!

Mok Geung, don't be so tense.

You're starting to blush.

I'm starting to blush because I'm drinking this wine... Blushing?!

You're drinking soy sauce!

- Open up! - Come on, drink another cup.

I'm borrowing your girl for my inquiries.

- What're you doing?! - Hold it!

What is it?

Alright if I borrow your wife for my personal use?

- Do you know who I am? - Do you know who I am?

- Who are you? - Po Chi Lam's Leung Foon.

- Never heard of you. - Wong Fei-Hung, heard of him?

I've heard a little.

This is he.

Wong Fei-Hung... if I'm afraid of you, my name isn't Bau Tang-Chun!

No need to beat yourself up.

I'll do it for you!

Hey... now's the time to practice courage.

Stay calm, come out with me.

- Lock him up for me! - Yes!

Chief, which one?

Good-for-nothing! The one behind!

Yes, Chief!

It's none of your business.

Excuse me.

You resist?!

No need to be afraid of him. We two are sworn brothers.

Fight him!

You bast...

Sorry...

Chief Bau, are you alright?

Good footwork!

You sneak attacked me with your Shadowless Kick?!

Give me my weapon!

Let go!

Remove your foot!

You told me to remove my foot.

This is a great punch bag. Practice a while.

- Not me. - Come here.

Practice.

More power.

Wong Fei-Hung, you dare hit me?!

So what if he hit you?!

Look!

Still wanted to wield a weapon?!

The Chief Constable of the Seven Provinces' stamp?!

Police?!

W-w-what do we do?

You rest a while. I'll get you help.

Let's go!

FOOK HING HOUSE

Master.

I brought Geung, that kid I told you about.

- Where is he? - There...

Come out! Tell Master yourself. Speak up!

- Master, I... - Speak up!

I want to take you as my apprentice!

No... I want to be your master!

My goodness, you're so clumsy!

Master, he wants you to accept him as an apprentice,

and respect you as his master.

- I idolise you. - Oh?

No?!

It's hopeless!

It's boiling!

My God! You stupid bastard!

You trying to scald my daughter?

- Madam! - You jinx! Shut up! Let's go!

- Madam! - Little Geung... come here.

Master Wong, I was wrongly accused.

I was.

Have you studied kung fu before?

No.

Approved?!

- Approved! - What's approved?

It means you've been approved. Kneel down!

This is my best singing bird.

There.

You both...

My goodness! Watch where you're going!

Oh, Little Miss! You set free my lovebird.

I'll let you be my little skylark.

Give the bird back to him.

Little Miss, come home with me now.

- Let me go... - I'll treat you well.

Here, now's your chance to show Master.

You have to get it done.

Be bold. Go on!

- Take her back. - Right!

Hey, don't bully people.

The bird's here!

I'm not going back!

My God!

Wong Fei-Hung?!

Still here?

Master Wong, I'm sorry!

It's my fault. Sorry! Let's go...

It's Wong Fei-Hung! Run!

Are you alright?

I'm fine.

Thanks, Master Wong.

Master Wong?

Strike while the iron's hot.

Master, the girl dropped her purse.

We'll take it to her. Hurry up!

Go on!

Little Miss!

Master Wong?

W-w-where is he?

She's calling you.

Right here!

That's my purse.

You dropped this.

Thank you.

Don't mention it.

Would you go out with Master Wong this evening?

I guess so... but not too late.

Here, I stole Master's clothes.

They'll fit you from head to toe.

- Ah Foon! - Master.

My gown... it's too hot!

Now's the time to get the girl.

How can you not dress smartly?

Hey, what if we get found out? I'm afraid.

No need to be afraid. I'll be there.

Now, with beauties, one must be bold, but cautious...

...and thick skinned!

Now, I've got an idea for you: play hero and save the beauty.

Hero, how?

Tonight, that Painted Face you're so afraid of... will make an appearance!

Wong...

You hit me!

No, I hit a mosquito.

No need to be afraid...

Watch... me... teach this scum a lesson!

Block!

- Why don't you kick me? - Kick you how?

From below.

You kicked the wrong place!

Lazy! Do it harder!

Do it harder?!

But that's too hard!

Still here?

This kid's attack is strong!

This is the mightiest moment of my life.

Master Wong.

With you here, I feel a sense of security.

Really?

I'm sorry.

Are you OK?

Are you alright?

Hey...

That Painted Face's back!

I'm afraid!

Get rid of him!

OK!

Brother Foon, your trick of coming back really works!

Never knew it could be so romantic.

Now, as we're such good brothers, let me impress her one more time.

You know what to do!

Check this out!

- Are you alright? - It's nothing, just a little slip.

Brother Foon, you're overdoing it!

Huh?! Painted Face?!

- Well? - We're dead!

This isn't the one from before.

Help...

Master Wong!

My Goodness! Let's go! Run!

- Run! - I'm running...

Run faster!

Master Wong, you're ignoring me?!

Aren't I holding on to you?

Hey, why drag someone at random?

Bump into a ghost?

Right, I'm haunted by a demon!

Catching demons? I'm quite the expert.

Where's the demon...?

- B-b-behind you! - Run!

Wow! Powerful demon!

God of Heaven, bless this handbell and sword with fighting spirit.

I attack!

WHITE CRANE MASTERS' ANCESTRAL TABLET

Master, some tea.

Wong Fei-Hung!

You great cuckold!

Get out here now!

Oh, big trouble!

Come out now!

May I know your name?

He's our boss.

Chief Constable of the Seven Provinces.

Bau Tang-Chun.

It's an honour to meet you.

I'm here to arrest Wong Fei-Hung.

It's none of your business. Step aside.

Constable, have you ever met Wong Fei-Hung?

More than met, I've even fought with him.

You've fought with him?

Then, does Wong Fei-Hung look like me?

Pfft! Wong Fei-Hung's a very young man.

At most, 18-20 years old.

Really? If Wong Fei-Hung's that young, then I'll treat you to tea.

Right, so why then did you call Wong Fei-Hung a great cuckold?

You!

I didn't judge you, so why do you judge me?

Constable, I'll get to the point.

I'm Wong Fei-Hung.

You're Wong Fei-Hung...'s dad?!

Wong Fei-Hung, don't you run!

That was my apprenticeship tea!

Escaping once again?!

Catch him!

Master!

He's Wong Fei-Hung?

Correct! That's him.

That young man played a part, too!

Shirt Grappling?

Stop it!

You two, on your knees!

- Master. - Master Wong.

How can you both be so brazen?

Stirring up trouble out there in my name?!

Ah, you really are Wong Fei-Hung!

The genuine article.

Constable, please, if only for my sake...

Let me deal with these two unworthy apprentices!

OK, Wong Fei-Hung!

This time, I'll give you face and investigate no further.

Chief Constable...

thanks for giving me face.

Tonight, I'll arrange a dinner upstairs

as an apology to you.

If you know what's good for you.

Foon! Follow me!

Master Wong!

You already know Shirt Grappling.

There's no point in having me as your master.

Get out!

Shirt Grappling?

Thanks for giving me face.

Master Wong, no need to thank me.

Let me first pay my respects.

Cheers...

Master Wong, I propose a toast to you.

You flatter me.

Thanks...

Everyone, cheers!

I'll do it myself...

It's such an honour to get to know Master Wong.

Such kind words.

Let's eat Please, let's eat.

Let's eat.

Under the circumstances, I've no chance of becoming Master Wong's apprentice.

Let's go.

We two are brothers for life.

I have to find a way.

Got it!

What?

You...

Last time, when your hero saved the beauty, you were mighty.

This time, your heroism will be even mightier!

I don't want to be mighty!

Win my master's sympathy and there's a chance.

Right, just like that! Let's go!

Master... this time, it's bad!

What's the matter?

Master, a gang just robbed the bank.

Mok Geung bravely stepped forward, valiantly facing the enemy.

Heavily outnumbered, he resisted, and fought off the thieves.

It was chaos!

What was the outcome?

Tragic.

He was seriously injured.

Was there a patrol on the scene?

They ran off upon encountering the thieves.

Master, Mok Geung acted courageously.

Can you treat him and accept him as an apprentice?

Little Geung!

He's so injured he can't stand.

Your injuries are most unusual.

Alright, I'll treat you in a most unusual way.

What unusual way?

Your heart's been beaten askew.

I'll need to open up your sternum to cure you.

I'll cut a hole in your chest and shift your heart straight.

Then re-start your heart and stitch back the flesh.

Your injury will be healed.

He can stand it.

Master Wong, is this knife suitable?

Barely.

Foon! Hold him down!

I'm fine! I'm fine now!

- Hey... - Foon!

Come back.

Prepare a toast to the chief.

Yes, I always find it's best to forgive and forget.

We two, brothers for life?

What a lousy plan!

Master Wong...

Hey, you should be on duty.

Master Wong, excuse us...

You're welcome.

As you please...

We're going now.

- At the age of 18... - Hey...

Shove off! Bought a pack of crunchy peanuts

White-Fronted Tiger!

You're responsible for 17 major cases.

Even if you run to Guangzhou, we'll bring you to justice.

Look out!

At the age of 28...

Evil cat, you almost scared me into pissing my pants!

Speaking of which... I really need a piss now.

I do, too!

Let's do it over there.

Hey... just do it here.

Pissing?

You two, I was wrong before.

Please say a few nice words in front of Wong Fei-Hung,

so he won't be angry with me.

- Surely... - Not!

Hey!

URINATION IS FORBIDDEN HERE

I'm a cop.

If I want to piss here, I'll piss here!

Don't peep, else I can't sprinkle.

Brother, stop playing...

You...

Help...

Little Geung!

Those two policemen, they're dead!

- For real or not? - For real!

Hey, where are they?

They're out front.

See, over there.

Brother Foon, that Painted Face did it!

Painted Face, again?

It may be connected to the opera troupe.

I already thought of that. You needn't say it!

Chief Bau, if you need help with this case,

don't hesitate to ask.

No need.

I'm the Chief Constable of the Seven Provinces.

When handling a case, I never hit a brick wall.

Reporting, Chief Bau!

All those with painted faces have been arrested.

But I don't know which one's the murderer.

Be quiet!

Reporting!

- Who's the murderer? - Get lost!

Reporting!

Chief, you're making a mistake!

I still have to appear on stage.

Cross-eyes!

Reporting!

Have all those with painted faces been arrested?

Yes! None have slipped the net.

Then what about him?

That fish slipped the net!

Brainless!

- Good-for-nothing! - R-r-reporting!

Hey, stay there!

- Out of the way! - Move it!

Where d'you think you're going?

Hey, what are you doing?

Shut up, or I'll arrest you!

I'm warning you; you're obstructing police business!

You're still at it?!

What am I going to do now?

Reporting!

Good-for-nothing!

- What am I going to do now? - Good-for-nothing!

Brother, if you see anyone suspicious, let me know right away.

There's a bonus.

Cheeky bastard!

Brother Kwan, someone disguised with a painted face has been murdering people.

I suspect it's someone from the troupe.

Keep an eye out for me.

Really?

Oh, yeah! Just recently a guy acting strange came,

- and... - Brother Kwan, you're due on stage.

- OK, I'm coming! - But, Brother Kwan...

Come backstage after the show's over and I'll tell you then.

I hate most the people of Po Chi Lam.

Now they suspect you, too!

We can cooperate with each other.

You help me...

After it's done, I'll send you to Nanyang.

From then on, you'll be beyond the arm of the law.

However, I'm afraid you're no match for Wong Fei-Hung.

LONGEVITY

- Congratulations... - Big Brother.

- Go have a drink. - Oh, alright...

- County Commissioner. - Thanks.

- County Commissioner. - Please go inside...

- County Commissioner. - Congratulations, Master Wong.

Longevity...

Please sit, County Commissioner. Please sit over here.

Chief Bau is here!

- Chief Bau. - Master Wong, congratulations...

- Have a few drinks tonight. - Don't worry, I won't go home sober!

Please, have a seat.

- County Commissioner. - Chief Bau.

Hey!

Chiu Yuk-Kwan asked to meet me at the theatre tonight.

- I'm going out for a while. - Then I'm going, too!

What for? You'll just get in the way.

LONGEVITY

Brother Foon, I-I-I'm afraid.

Afraid... of what? Afraid I'll die?

- Lifelong... - Brothers?

That's right.

If I die, you'll have to avenge me.

Hey!

What's up?

This string of silver bells; it's my family amulet.

Put it on.

This thing's pointless.

You're such an old woman!

I'll be back before the shark's fin soup!

Call me an old woman? Go to hell...

Chiu Yuk-Kwan?!

Shadow Transformation?!

- Everyone, please eat your fill. - Everyone...

- Master Wong, please. - You're welcome. Cheers...

Next it's Wong Fei-Hung.

- Our benefactor. - Cheers...

Excuse me. Permit me.

Make way.

Foon!

Brother Foon...

When I said 'go to hell' I didn't mean it!

Brother Foon...

When I said 'go to hell' I didn't mean it!

Brother Foon.

Where had Ah Foon gone?

The theatre.

The theatre?!

Brother Foon.

If I die, you'll have to avenge me.

Painted Face...

Painted face!

KILL

Painted face!

Painted Face...

Bau Tang-Chun?!

Kid, you rushed here, and for what?

I think you'll die without knowing why!

I'll know!

Your purpose's just to deal with me.

Why did you kill my apprentice, Leung Foon?

He was killed by White-Fronted Tiger.

You're harbouring a wanted criminal!

Yeah, so?

If you don't die today, then I, Tam Hing, can't hold my head high.

I'll have my Lion's Roar Hall without your Po Chi Lam!

This land has the rule of law.

I must capture you and take you to be punished by the law.

Let me punish you first!

Master Wong!

Don't!

Master Wong... spare my life.

Let me go!

I know I was wrong. Let me go!

From now on I won't dare!

Look out!

Master Wong, I'm sorry!

Little Geung, leave me!

I won't!

If I ignore you, Master, am I still human?

Flowing Cloud Flying Sleeve?!

Scrub...

Scrub...

Scrub...

Scrub...

Hey... Go on...

Scrub...

I'll beat you to death...

Little Geung, don't beat him anymore.

He's already dead.

I killed Painted Face...

Little Geung!