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Foot of God
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00:00:12I'll snap your leg like a twig.
00:00:31Your power is good, your accuracy isn't.
00:00:50The underground king this round is Ross!
00:01:09I wouldn't be here if it wasn't for the 20 years you've been training me.
00:01:12Your foot of God is complete.
00:01:14There is no one left in this world who can beat you.
00:01:17When I found you washed onto the shore back then, all you had was this in your crib.
00:01:24I think it is your mom's name engraved on it, Michelle Kahn.
00:01:31Master, I want to go to New York to find my family.
00:01:34I'll let you go to New York, but your talent will draw a lot of attention to yourself.
00:01:39Keep it hidden, unless you absolutely have to use it.
00:01:53Caroline, be a good girl and spend the night with me.
00:01:57I'll show you a hell of a good time.
00:01:59You disgust me!
00:02:01You...
00:02:02You actually drugged me!
00:02:04Boys, get her!
00:02:06Tie her up!
00:02:14Where the hell did this trash cleaner come from?
00:02:17Have you got a death wish?
00:02:19Those eyes...
00:02:20Why do they look so familiar?
00:02:22Get out!
00:02:23This isn't your fight!
00:02:27Tonight, I'm cleaning this place up.
00:02:52Nightingale
00:03:02Next time you step out, watch your back
00:03:04This feeling, it's familiar
00:03:06If my little brother was still alive, he'd be about his age
00:03:10Where's your home?
00:03:14Brooklyn, Phoenix Vanguard
00:03:22Lord, please watch over my kid
00:03:25Keep him safe and sound
00:03:31A cripple born with twitchy legs
00:03:33Isn't fit to set foot on the pitch
00:03:35Tossing him out was the only way to save this club's reputation
00:03:39Is reputation all you care about?
00:03:42To the point where you'll even throw away your own flesh and blood?
00:03:45If you can't play football, you're nothing but trash in the ocean
00:03:49My flesh and blood is Caroline
00:03:51She's a top 30 star nationwide, that's my pride
00:03:56Boss, ma'am, Miss Caroline got ambushed by Iron Eagles Club
00:03:58She's injured, some janitor brought her back here
00:04:07I appreciate you helping my daughter
00:04:10Name your price
00:04:11A janitor like you must be desperate for cash
00:04:14No, thanks
00:04:25What's your name?
00:04:27My name is Ross
00:04:28My master found me by the shore
00:04:31This was in my cradle
00:04:40My boy, the future king of the World Cup is born
00:04:44He's gonna own that trophy
00:04:46Mr. Ronaldo, due to congenital nerve compression
00:04:50The infant's legs are constantly spesming
00:04:53What the hell did you just say?
00:04:55My kid's a cripple?
00:04:56Phoenix Club doesn't need some useless cripple who can't even kick a ball
00:05:00He's not fit to live
00:05:04Toss that thing into the ocean
00:05:06Tell everyone it was a stillbirth
00:05:08No, that's our son
00:05:19This ring
00:05:21You're my kid
00:05:33Gerd, look at this ring
00:05:36Phoenix Club's been around for decades
00:05:38But no player named Can ever showed up in our records
00:05:52Since you saved Caroline, here's 20 grand
00:05:55Like I said, I don't want payment for doing the right thing
00:06:03The moment she saw the ring
00:06:04She lost her composure
00:06:07She recognizes it
00:06:15I engraved that ring myself
00:06:18Especially for my son
00:06:21He's alive
00:06:22That's my little Ross
00:06:24Why won't you let me have him?
00:06:29Mom
00:06:32You're saying this janitor is my missing little brother?
00:06:41I won't have the American football world laughing at me
00:06:44Not Gerd Ronaldo
00:06:47Not with a son like that
00:06:49The next person who brings him up
00:06:52Is out of this club, understood?
00:07:09Luca's insane
00:07:10Did you see the speed of that shot?
00:07:13A regular keeper would break bones just trying to stop it
00:07:20Hey janitor
00:07:21Have you ever seen a shot that fast?
00:07:25No, never in my life
00:07:29A mop jumpy like you probably never even touched a soccer ball
00:07:32Phoenix Club's a star's playground
00:07:34Not a homeless shelter
00:07:36You don't belong here, man
00:07:41The trashiest always bark the loudest
00:07:46On second thought
00:07:48I'm not sure that 140 kilometers per hour is that impressive
00:07:53Perhaps I should give it a try
00:08:15Perhaps I should give it a try
00:08:26Ross
00:08:26I haven't even thanked you for saving Caroline yet
00:08:31I made this for you
00:08:33Please try it
00:08:34See if you like it
00:08:37Thank you, Mrs. Michelle
00:08:38You're too kind
00:08:42Harrison from Iron Ghoul Club started trash talking
00:08:45He claims they'll snatch all our spots before the World Cup trials
00:08:49You amateurs better hustle
00:08:51Or I'll toss you all in the Hudson to feed the fish
00:08:54Yes, coach
00:09:00No way
00:09:01Even Harlan, the world's best, can only make this thing shiver with a full blast
00:09:05Who shattered it?
00:09:06A hit of such force can't be human
00:09:07That shot is probably over 300 kilometers per hour
00:09:11If this soccer god joins us, Iron Eagle Club doesn't stand a chance
00:09:15Nobody new has been on club grounds
00:09:17Except Ross
00:09:19Could it be that he did it?
00:09:22Find him!
00:09:22Even if you have to turn New York upside down
00:09:25Bring that mystery football star to Phoenix Vanguard no matter what
00:09:31I'd know those eyes anywhere
00:09:33My little Ross
00:09:34My little boy
00:09:35Ma'am, why are you crying?
00:09:43The truth is
00:09:45I am your
00:10:14The Iron Eagle Club is toxic on and off the field
00:10:17They don't aim foim for the ball
00:10:19They aim for the player
00:10:20My Ross has a disability
00:10:22If he got dragged into this mess
00:10:24He wouldn't stand a chance
00:10:25Ross!
00:10:26Listen up
00:10:27These guys are recklessly dangerous
00:10:30You don't stand a chance
00:10:31And this isn't your fight
00:10:32Get out of here
00:10:33Quickly
00:10:37Gerd surely seems like an annoying, power-hungry jerk
00:10:40But Mrs. Michelle treated me like family
00:10:43I won't let those hooligans touch a hair on her head
00:10:56Dammit, Ross!
00:10:57Why are you still here?
00:10:59This is no place for someone like you
00:11:02The janitor again
00:11:03What can you do besides cleaning toilets?
00:11:06The only thing you can do with footballs is clean them
00:11:09Get lost
00:11:22Leave
00:11:22Nobody here walks out today
00:11:25I'm gonna destroy every last one of you
00:11:29Harrison, how dare you and your men set foot on my turf
00:11:33Heard you got two national team slots?
00:11:36Hand them over
00:11:37Or I'll make sure every one of you is done for the season
00:11:44This is daylight robbery, Harrison
00:11:46Does the term sportsmanship have no meaning to you?
00:11:52Sportmanship?
00:11:54In New York, results are all that matter
00:12:02King of the pitch
00:12:03One-on-one showdown
00:12:05All spots on the line
00:12:06You win
00:12:07I pack up and leave
00:12:09You lose
00:12:10Phoenix Club gets wiped off the American soccer map
00:12:23Hey losers
00:12:24Is there anyone here who dares to face my iron leg kick?
00:12:29Lissander's a dirty player
00:12:30If we oppose him, he'll probably break our legs
00:12:33A bunch of spineless bench warmers
00:12:38If you can't take the heat
00:12:40Get off the pitch
00:12:42Fuck you!
00:12:48Even if it breaks my leg
00:12:49I'll defend this club's honor
00:13:10Your center of gravity is all over the place
00:13:12Your rhythm's shot
00:13:13Every kick's throwing the game away
00:13:16Hey, janitor
00:13:17You think watching two World Cup games makes you a football expert?
00:13:21Who the hell do you think you are?
00:13:23Barking orders here?
00:13:24Shut it, trash man!
00:13:26No damn janitor can come in here judging football!
00:13:29Ross makes a point
00:13:30Luca's rhythm is off
00:13:31But how did he pick up on that so easily?
00:13:35Time to say goodbye to your season, sweetheart
00:13:54Luca, that bastard's got an old injury on his right ankle
00:13:58Forget the ball
00:13:59Go straight for his Achilles
00:14:01He won't hold up
00:14:02Got it!
00:14:04Not bad
00:14:05Pinpointing your opponent's weak spot
00:14:07That's pro-level shit
00:14:08These idiots
00:14:09This is Lison's trap
00:14:11He's baiting Luca into a foul
00:14:14What the heck?
00:14:15My left knee is going soft all of a sudden
00:14:17Lately, every three steps mopping the floor
00:14:19If I don't break to catch my breath
00:14:22This leg just quits on me
00:14:23Shut it, boy!
00:14:24You're useless here
00:14:25You haven't set foot onto the field
00:14:27And you're already malfunctioning
00:14:31Gasping every three steps
00:14:32Your striking leg doesn't even hold up against the wind
00:14:39Every few moves
00:14:40Lee Sands needs to catch his breath
00:14:42That's his weakness
00:14:47Even my father
00:14:48The legendary coach
00:14:50Never noticed a flaw like that
00:14:51But Ross did
00:14:53Is he really just a janitor?
00:15:03Luka!
00:15:04Lower your stance!
00:15:05Take him out on the right
00:15:07That's his weak side!
00:15:08Got it!
00:15:20Idiot!
00:15:21You took the bait
00:15:23You're so easily fooled
00:15:26My right leg can wreck every player in America
00:15:34No way
00:15:36I never get it wrong!
00:15:38The Phoenix Club's top vet
00:15:39Come on up
00:15:40I'll send you six feet under
00:15:41You son of a bitch!
00:15:55You heard this sorry-ass Phoenix Club you brag about?
00:15:58Looks more like a damn landfill
00:16:00Full of garbage players and janitors
00:16:02Scum like this
00:16:04In our Iron Eagles
00:16:05They're only good for wiping mud off my shoes
00:16:09What the heck?
00:16:11My left knee is going soft all of a sudden
00:16:13Lately
00:16:14Every three steps mopping the floor
00:16:16If I don't break to catch my breath
00:16:18This leg just quits on me
00:16:20John!
00:16:21Hold on tight!
00:16:22Wait for his third move!
00:16:24That's where his breath breaks!
00:16:25Slam!
00:16:26His left support leg!
00:16:27Meteor talent
00:16:28But at least they can't fool me
00:16:37Get the hell off my field!
00:16:45Oh my leg!
00:16:55Oh my leg!
00:17:03Hell yeah!
00:17:05Take them out of the game!
00:17:07End their career!
00:17:09That's my player
00:17:10He actually called it?
00:17:12How does a janitor see through a pro's flaws?
00:17:15Harrison
00:17:15Game's over
00:17:16Take your coffin and leave the way you came
00:17:19Get off Phoenix turf
00:17:20Over?
00:17:21Gerd?
00:17:22We haven't even reached overtime
00:17:24The best is yet to come
00:17:30It took two of your players to take out my son
00:17:33You think you can win with dirty sliding stacks?
00:17:35Let me show you what real football looks like
00:17:38Harrison!
00:17:39What can a seasoned vet get from bullying rookies?
00:17:42Pathetic!
00:17:42Aren't you afraid of becoming football's laughing stock?
00:17:45Laugh?
00:17:46Only losers get laughed at!
00:17:59So this is what top-level professional football looks like?
00:18:02John can't even stop a basic shot!
00:18:05Now
00:18:06I'm the king of this turf
00:18:08Those slots in the national team
00:18:10Are as good as mine
00:18:18The Phoenix club's pride won't die on my watch!
00:18:22Old man
00:18:22Are you itching for me to hand you your retirement notice?
00:18:26Gerd won't last five rounds
00:18:28Idiot janitor!
00:18:30Be very careful what you say about my coach!
00:18:32This is a one-on-one between pros
00:18:35And you, trash picker, have no right to speak
00:18:38Enough! All of you, be quiet!
00:19:03Gerd, you're soft as hell
00:19:04Take your amateur squad and get out of New York
00:19:07The World Cup isn't for you
00:19:09Don't you dare!
00:19:11Disgrace the Phoenix club's honor!
00:19:22Caroline!
00:19:23Your father couldn't even take the shot!
00:19:26Get out of there!
00:19:28Mom
00:19:28I'm a Ronaldo daughter and a Phoenix club warrior
00:19:31I'm not running from this fight!
00:19:44Kid
00:19:45Against a true master
00:19:46You're as lowly as a water boy
00:19:50Dad
00:19:50This girl is the jewel of Phoenix
00:19:53When you're done breaking her
00:19:54Don't forget to send her to my room
00:19:56I'll teach her what offside violation really means
00:20:08You're a disgrace to the sport!
00:20:10Hmph
00:20:14Even if you break me
00:20:15I won't give up!
00:20:18Then take your stubborn ass straight to hell
00:20:36Caroline!
00:20:37Let go of my daughter!
00:20:42Ross
00:20:43Mom's been praying to God all these years
00:20:46Begging for your safety
00:20:48Ma'am, what did you say?
00:20:50This isn't your fight.
00:20:52What are you still doing here? Run!
00:21:03I won't let anyone lay a finger on my kid!
00:21:07Welcome to the spider's web, benchwarmer!
00:21:10Motherly love is useless on the pitch!
00:21:25No!
00:21:27Mrs. Michelle!
00:21:31This is what you get for crossing the Iron Eagles!
00:21:35In New York, we rule alone!
00:21:48This was the only clue left with me as a baby.
00:21:56Ken, she is my mother.
00:22:03Sorry, kid.
00:22:05Go to hell, mummy dearest!
00:22:08And drop the mother act on your way out!
00:22:29Mom, leave the next match to me.
00:22:48What a sneaky piece of trash!
00:22:51Playing dirty again, janitor?
00:22:53A toilet cleaner from the docks.
00:22:55Has the nerve to step into a 1v1?
00:22:57I'll teach you a lesson on what pro-league means.
00:23:01A janitor's job is cleaning up trash.
00:23:03I'll start on this field.
00:23:07Gerd, your family is out for the count!
00:23:10Is the janitor all you have left?
00:23:12Ross, get out!
00:23:14Mom waited 20 years.
00:23:16I can't bear to see you get ripped apart by these loom ticks!
00:23:20Michelle!
00:23:20You are not claiming this loser as your son!
00:23:24Get the hell out of there!
00:23:25Getting kicked out of New York is bad enough.
00:23:27We don't need a janitor embarrassing us on the field as well!
00:23:32Oh, I'm not playing for you.
00:23:34Today, I fight only for my mother and sister!
00:23:39I heard you got a crippled son, I see it's true!
00:23:42You should've stomped on him like a flat football ages ago!
00:23:56Phoenix Club's doomed and this cripple is about to seal your fate!
00:23:59I'm going to smash his head in!
00:24:01You... you bastards...
00:24:04Kid, I'll deal with it!
00:24:06You have to get out of here now!
00:24:09Ross, leave us be!
00:24:12Harrison's iron legs will decapitate you!
00:24:14Go!
00:24:16Mother, sister...
00:24:17I finally made it back.
00:24:19And I'm not getting benched now.
00:24:21From now on, I've got you.
00:24:28Come on then, show me what you can do.
00:24:30You think that pathetic trick makes you look like Messi?
00:24:33First, we'll break his leg.
00:24:34Then I'm going to take his sister right in front of him.
00:24:38You're begging for a bullet.
00:24:40Rot in hell.
00:24:42I'm sure they have floors to clean for you there too.
00:24:44Come on!
00:25:01Trash belongs in the damn dumpster.
00:25:11Hey kid, let me show you what a real player can do.
00:25:34You're digging your own grave, pal.
00:25:47Ugh!
00:25:48My ribs!
00:25:52No!
00:25:53No way!
00:25:53That's the crippled loser!
00:25:55It can't be!
00:25:56He just wrecked the New York Kingpin!
00:25:58With that kind of firepower,
00:26:00even the top dog Harlan would think twice before taking him on.
00:26:03Was the doctor wrong about his legs?
00:26:05That night at the docks,
00:26:06the shadow that saved me...
00:26:08It was him!
00:26:13So this is the kind of muscle you bring as a pro player?
00:26:18You...
00:26:19Don't come any closer!
00:26:20You hurt my family.
00:26:22You insulted them.
00:26:23I won't go easy on you.
00:26:26Ross, you're a maniac!
00:26:27Stop!
00:26:27Do you have any idea who my uncle is?
00:26:30Rick Vanderbilt,
00:26:31the godfather of the North American soccer's underworld!
00:26:34He's on his way!
00:26:35Rick?
00:26:36Sounds like a dead man's name.
00:26:38Let him come.
00:26:39He can't save you.
00:26:50Anyone who lays a hand on the Vanderbarts is dead meat.
00:27:06Brother!
00:27:07It's you!
00:27:08That bastard!
00:27:09He shattered my bones!
00:27:16Uncle!
00:27:17Kill him!
00:27:18Wipe the fake Phoenix club off the New York soccer scene!
00:27:23Ross, get out!
00:27:25Rick's a big time gangster.
00:27:27He doesn't know playing.
00:27:28He only knows vengeance and bloodshed.
00:27:30He's the mob's executioner!
00:27:33He'll kill, shoot you dead!
00:27:36Kid, run!
00:27:39Soccer skills mean nothing against the barrel of the mafia.
00:27:43Ha ha!
00:27:44Janitor!
00:27:45Hear that?
00:27:47Your little soccer moves are useless!
00:27:51What's a bit of fancy footwork against a mob boss?
00:27:56Mother, sister, don't worry.
00:27:59Gangsters don't scare me.
00:28:02I'm not going anywhere.
00:28:09Kid, the wrath that's heading your way will make your soccer roles look like a fairy tale.
00:28:12I'm going to snap off your toes one by one, and bury them in the foundations of my new turf.
00:28:21This field's for playing ball.
00:28:23Just try and taint it with death, and you'll have me to deal with.
00:28:36Aint bled for a long time.
00:28:38Damn, I missed that rush.
00:28:40Since you got my blood boiling, I'll let you pick a weapon.
00:28:44Fair one-on-one fight.
00:28:46Maybe you can kick, but this weapon fight is a whole different beast!
00:28:50Kid!
00:28:51My uncle wiped out the entire underground mob in this country.
00:28:56Your fancy footwork's trashed against real ethics.
00:28:59No matter how good you are, players fear the mob.
00:29:02This ain't even the same league!
00:29:19Soccer?
00:29:19You planning to juggle the ball, then drop to your knees begging?
00:29:23Cleaning up your trash?
00:29:25That's more than enough.
00:29:34And trying to shake a tree!
00:29:36You think your crappy ball can stand up to my rocket launcher?
00:29:52No way!
00:29:53How the hell can this damn ball block my blast?
00:29:58Soccer's all about using force against force.
00:30:12This kind of footwork, where the hell did you spawn, monster?
00:30:19That curveball just shattered the heavy artillery?
00:30:22Could it be I've been dead wrong about the sun I threw away?
00:30:24Boss! So what if you're a damn wizard with the ball?
00:30:27This is freakin' New York!
00:30:29You kill us, you better believe the whole damn American mob's coming for your family's neck!
00:30:33You toilet cleaner piece of trash!
00:30:35Don't think kickin' a ball makes you some kind of king?
00:30:37You forget how you got kicked out of your own damn home?
00:30:40Leisander's right.
00:30:40If you weren't born a spatic freak with twisted legs,
00:30:43why would your old man toss you into the Atlantic like fish food?
00:30:45You think your mom Mitchell's reaching out for some warm family reunion?
00:30:48Nah, she's trying to atone for dutching you back then!
00:30:50In her eyes, you're still the shameful loser who made the Ronaldos hang their heads in disgrace!
00:30:58Shut the hell up!
00:31:00You two do nothing but stir the pot!
00:31:03Abandoned.
00:31:04Defective.
00:31:06No!
00:31:07Kid, don't listen to their crap!
00:31:10I've spent every day for 20 years missing you!
00:31:14Did my mother really let that man abandon me?
00:31:17Because I was a-
00:31:20Don't listen to their lies, kid!
00:31:22Harrison, shut your mouth!
00:31:23Our family's business ain't for you thugs to mess with!
00:31:26It's mom who screwed up letting you go for 20 years!
00:31:29But Ross, you gotta believe my love for you never died!
00:31:32I fucked up!
00:31:35Tossing you aside as defective was my call, not your mother's!
00:31:39Ross, if you hate, hate me alone!
00:31:47Ross, don't waste time on their bullshit!
00:31:49Your God's foot is legendary, wasting it as a janitor's crime!
00:31:53Right.
00:31:54Since your folks kicked you out like trash, why should you play their game?
00:31:59I, Brick, give a damn about your background!
00:32:01Join my Iron Eagles club and I'll give you free reign to attack!
00:32:04You'll outrank my own brother Harrison!
00:32:06Top three mansion, seven silver salary, world cup king, all yours!
00:32:10Together, we build a soccer empire.
00:32:13How's that for a hell of a deal?
00:32:14So what's it gonna be?
00:32:15Being a tossed out piece of trash?
00:32:18Or owning the damn New York soccer scene?
00:32:22Which sounds more badass?
00:32:25Neither.
00:32:28What did you say?
00:32:32You and your shady black market bullshit.
00:32:35You don't deserve to drag me onto your roster.
00:32:48Back in New York, seeing my mom and sister made me realize what playing ball really means.
00:32:53I'm gonna protect my family with every kick.
00:33:02Son!
00:33:05You ungrateful janitor!
00:33:07You dare turn down my fat ass offer?
00:33:11You really think your little soccer skills can keep you alive in New York?
00:33:16Ross, if you're hell pent on dying,
00:33:18I'll make damn sure the name Riccardo gets wiped off New York tonight.
00:33:24You already lost the 1v1 tryout.
00:33:27Rules say you get the hell out of Phoenix Base.
00:33:30Now!
00:33:35I haven't lost!
00:33:36That was just a warm up!
00:33:38I still got my secret weapon!
00:33:42Your God's foot might be fast, but can it outrun the world's top dog, Harrowden?
00:33:52Harrowland?
00:33:54The guy who steamrolled the World Cup?
00:33:56Scoring over a hundred goals solo?
00:33:59The World King?
00:34:03Rumor has it you played Black Ball on Devil's Island?
00:34:05Took on an entire team alone?
00:34:07The King of Cisar's been bought by the Iron Eagles?
00:34:10This isn't even the same league!
00:34:12Ross, grab your mom and sister and run!
00:34:15That's an opponent you can't beat! No way!
00:34:22Harrowland, that name drags up some memories.
00:34:24But, we get a big sweating!
00:34:28There's no blood!
00:34:31The Games will burst that many months
00:34:32No Harm!
00:34:38It's all hell!
00:34:40It's all hell!
00:34:43It's all hell!
00:34:49We haven't gotta die gun!
00:34:52Voila!
00:34:54What?
00:34:54Deep inside your gut.
00:35:01So, it's him, huh?
00:35:05You dare to control the ball, even your final moments!
00:35:08When Harmon arrives, he will crush your toes one by one in the mud.
00:35:13You filthy janitor.
00:35:15Wait till the king of the game shows up.
00:35:18Watch him shut you down for good.
00:35:22Just some damn ball king piece of cake.
00:35:25You're straight up nuts.
00:35:27Harlan's the nightmare that steamrolls the World Cup.
00:35:30And you, a janitor?
00:35:33Who the hell do you think you're messing with?
00:35:38You forgot?
00:35:40It was me, the damn janitor, who just wrecked your whole damn season.
00:35:44You, screw it.
00:35:46You're about to be a corpse.
00:35:48I don't waste breath on the dying!
00:35:58Ross!
00:35:58When the great Harlan defeats you, I'll make a specimen out of your bones.
00:36:02After I'll fuck your sister, then sell her on the black market!
00:36:07Honored Mr. Harden, do me a solid and off this damn Phoenix Club rat.
00:36:10I'll throw in extra cash.
00:36:12Sir, the king of football.
00:36:14It's this filthy janitor.
00:36:16He disrespected Iron Eagle and called you trash.
00:36:19Shit.
00:36:20The world's top ball king shows up in person, Ross.
00:36:24It's when Uranium ended.
00:36:27Sir king of football.
00:36:29Look at this trash.
00:36:30He's scared stiff of you.
00:36:31Shut up, you piece of trash.
00:36:41Master, I've come to pay my respects.
00:36:44I accept whatever punishment you decide.
00:36:57Harlan, a billion-dollar world-class player, is Ross's disciple?
00:37:03The son I abandoned as a cripple is the world's number one master?
00:37:08No way.
00:37:09Mr. Harden, you're the top scorer worldwide.
00:37:12Every big shot bows to you.
00:37:14How are you grueling to some janitor?
00:37:16King of the pitch, you got the wrong guy.
00:37:18Ross is just a damn toilet cleaner.
00:37:21How could he be your master?
00:37:26I'm out!
00:37:29Harlan, been a while.
00:37:30Your shot's gotten sharper, huh?
00:37:32Master, you give me too much credit.
00:37:35Without your guidance, playing with feeling, not just sight, I'd still be a power-based player.
00:37:44You're too modest.
00:37:45Even without me, you're a king on the field.
00:37:49As long as you're on the pitch, I don't dare call myself the king!
00:37:54Harlan!
00:37:55I paid a fortune to bring you here!
00:37:57You promised to crush Phoenix Club!
00:37:59You gonna back out?
00:38:02That cash?
00:38:04Not even pocket change to me.
00:38:06You're not worth me getting involved.
00:38:08Listen up!
00:38:09Anyone who lays a finger on my master, I'll erase their whole damn family from this planet.
00:38:14Open fire!
00:38:16Send them all straight to hell!
00:38:20This shot, I'm sending you straight to God!
00:38:29Hold up, the final whistle ain't blown yet.
00:38:41Ross!
00:38:42Oh mighty ball god, please make Harlan stop!
00:38:44I'll give you everything from Phoenix Club back to your old man!
00:38:47Killing you outright?
00:38:49Too easy.
00:38:50I'm gonna cripple you cancerous lethards so bad, you'll never stand again.
00:38:56Got it.
00:38:57The master's throwing you a disabled retirement party.
00:39:04Ross!
00:39:05You damn spazmic bastard!
00:39:09If you got balls, kick me dead right now!
00:39:13You remember what you said to my sister back in the box?
00:39:16I said I'm gonna fuck your sister in the locker room!
00:39:19Life time ban, ball snip penalty!
00:39:29Mercy!
00:39:30We quit!
00:39:32Please stop kicking!
00:39:37Harlan, toss these three trash bags into Devil's Island Prison.
00:39:41Let them rot there for life.
00:39:48Ross!
00:39:48Ross!
00:39:49I want you ended!
00:39:53Son, it's useless.
00:39:55His God's foot is blessed.
00:39:57We'll never beat him in this lifetime.
00:40:02Just caught that.
00:40:03You said God's foot?
00:40:07Yeah.
00:40:08Yeah, some kid named Ross.
00:40:10His leg game's straight up terrifying.
00:40:13The God's foot?
00:40:15The God's foot?
00:40:15Oh, hell no.
00:40:17Diego's God hand and you've been hiding for 20 years?
00:40:22Now you send out some punk with the God's foot to get himself killed?
00:40:32Ma, I've been looking for you for 20 years.
00:40:36Kid, I ain't letting you be a cleaner anymore.
00:40:38I'm sticking by you no matter what.
00:40:41I knew Ronaldo's bloodline never missed.
00:40:44Ross, with your God's foot, the Phoenix Club's World Cup sweep is just around the corner.
00:40:49You're the ace bringing our family back to the throne.
00:40:5320 years ago, when you kicked me into the sea like a flat tire, did you ever think I was
00:40:57your ace?
00:41:00That's because...
00:41:01You want to ride my name to buy your World Cup ticket?
00:41:04You don't deserve it.
00:41:06I, Ross, will never make your starting lineup.
00:41:10Senior Brother!
00:41:14Senior Brother, finally found you.
00:41:26Master, that fancy nut time combo move?
00:41:28Sick.
00:41:29Mind teaching your disciple?
00:41:30Feels like my Euro style's too stiff.
00:41:33Sure.
00:41:33First run 500 laps around the field, get your breath steady.
00:41:37I actually laughed at him for cleaning toilets.
00:41:39I'm the dumbest damn fool in football.
00:41:41His skills are already in God mode.
00:41:47Master, please take me as your disciple.
00:41:50Teach me football.
00:41:53Master, teach us!
00:41:59Master, teach us!
00:42:02Master, they just play safe passes.
00:42:05They don't even know where the goal is.
00:42:07They don't deserve your coaching.
00:42:09Get lost!
00:42:10You'll never understand my master's game.
00:42:13Bunch of hacks who can do nothing but pass sideways!
00:42:18Master Diego said, showing strength sparks chaos.
00:42:21Looks like peace is out of the question now.
00:42:24Football isn't about brute strength.
00:42:26Remember this.
00:42:27The essence of dribbling is not chasing the ball,
00:42:31but controlling the space around it with your mind.
00:42:35Without the ball in mind,
00:42:37you'll never break into the box no matter how long you grind.
00:42:42Master, what's mind?
00:42:46The mind is emptiness.
00:42:48Emptiness is the mind.
00:42:50Nothing is the mind.
00:42:52Master's football falafi is straight up next level!
00:42:56Wow, the curve of his back.
00:42:59It's smoother than the World Cup trophy.
00:43:03Auntie, that breath holds stance.
00:43:06Are you secretly training some top-tier box defense technique?
00:43:11Asshole!
00:43:11You're a striker!
00:43:13How do you walk without making a sound?
00:43:15Who's out there?
00:43:19Selena, what are you sneaking around for at this hour?
00:43:23I...
00:43:23I...
00:43:24Uh...
00:43:24Master Diego told me to bring you your new shin guards!
00:43:28Where are they?
00:43:31Damn!
00:43:32Dropped them in my room!
00:43:33I'm grabbing them now!
00:43:36What now?
00:43:39I want to ask,
00:43:41what is emptiness?
00:43:44Form is emptiness!
00:43:52Ross!
00:43:53I'm gonna shatter every bone in his body!
00:43:56Drag his whole family to hell!
00:44:00With those busted-ass legs of yours, forget ever beating Ross on the field.
00:44:07He's my old captain.
00:44:09Diego's golden boy.
00:44:11Trained to be a king.
00:44:14Who is Diego?
00:44:17Diego's my lifelong shadow.
00:44:19The bastard stole my crown back then.
00:44:23Want to get revenge in the danger zone?
00:44:26I'll do whatever it takes to drag him down to hell!
00:44:34This is the forbidden dark art, Satan's technique.
00:44:37Since your legs are gone, use your skull to shatter this false world.
00:44:43To master this forbidden art, destroy your leg murderians and concentrate all strength into
00:44:49your head!
00:44:49Ha, Ross!
00:44:50I'm coming to end your career!
00:44:52Diego, since you pinned the future of the game on Ross,
00:44:56I'll nail your only heir to the pillar of shame with my own hands.
00:45:03Ross, your old man,
00:45:05locked himself in the prayer room,
00:45:08begging God to forgive him for tossing you aside like some defective product.
00:45:11A coach who only cares about transfer fees and wins?
00:45:15You really think he's got a soul left to repent?
00:45:18Boss, it's chaos out there.
00:45:20Every screen in New York is broadcasting live.
00:45:22Diego, the god of the game, is back.
00:45:25He disappeared 20 years ago, and now he's announced a global tryout for the next king of football.
00:45:29No way.
00:45:31Master's been ghosting on that deserted island for two decades.
00:45:34He ain't gonna throw some flashy tryout in the middle of New York's circus.
00:45:37My old man doesn't even own a TV over there.
00:45:39How would he come to New York to pull some fake-ass soccer show?
00:45:41To tap clubs worldwide are losing their minds,
00:45:43all rushing to the New York Met Stadium to witness what they're calling the Hand of God miracle.
00:45:46This ain't no tryout.
00:45:48They're baiting me, setting a trap, knowing I'd show up.
00:45:54Boss, the city's already lit up.
00:45:56That so-called god of the game set up a 1v1 king of the field showdown at the Met,
00:46:00yelling for every pro player in America to join.
00:46:02Diego's an old relic without a smartphone.
00:46:04There's no way he's in New York running some commercial scam.
00:46:08Someone's pulling a fast one.
00:46:09Someone's using my master's name to drag me the ace out.
00:46:13Bro, wanna crash that fakes party with a little accidental collision?
00:46:17Harland, you go undercover first. Scope out their playbook.
00:46:22Got it, master. I'll lock down their defense like a hawk.
00:46:26Let's roll. Time to meet this so-called god of the game.
00:46:33Bro, the thunder in New York's louder than on the island. I'm scared.
00:46:39Mind if I crash in your room tonight?
00:46:40When you were chasing sharks around the island, I never saw you scared. Why now?
00:46:45That's a whole different game. Back on the island, didn't you crash in with me all the time?
00:46:50Bro, you've changed. You trying to bench me or what?
00:46:53Look, with this nightmare weather in New York, get inside.
00:47:00Ross, I'm a damn golden boot babe, and you're crashing on the floor like some scrub on defense?
00:47:06What, your balls are out for the season or something?
00:47:08Shut it. Enough ball talk. It's off-season.
00:47:15Bro, I wish I could crash in with you all the time.
00:47:22Selena? You trying to fake a dive for a penalty or what?
00:47:26I said I was running a tight man macking drill in my dreams. You buying that?
00:47:36Bro, I...
00:47:38Faster! I got him! That fake Diego imposter is right at-
00:47:43Harland! Don't you know you gotta blow the whistle before you storm the field?
00:47:47Uh, did I just misread the play and block your killer shot? Carry on, I saw nothing.
00:47:53Get your ass back here.
00:47:56Master, I went all night digging. That imposter claiming to be the soccer god is parading around
00:48:01Metropolis Stadium, recruiting so-called talent. But his dribbling's shaky, breathing's off,
00:48:06he's pure amateur trash. Typical poser striker. All flash, no bite. They bust their asses putting
00:48:12on this king of football tryout. What are they really after? They know I'm coming.
00:48:16This so-called apprentice contest is Vincent's Gileadon set up just for me.
00:48:22Brother, the enemy's already set up a brick wall waiting to trap us.
00:48:25Charging in blind will end your career right there.
00:48:30When the road narrows, the brave take the win. God's foot fears no crooked refs.
00:48:35Harland, no holding back this time. If they want to play dirty, we'll tear their goal apart together.
00:48:41Yes, Master. I'm going to show all of New York what real dribbling looks like.
00:48:51Hold up. Only players ranked in the Global Pro League can enter the king of king of football tryouts.
00:48:56I'm not on the roster. No rank? Fine. Bring me a top 10 Ballon d'Or player to vouch for
00:49:01you. Or go over there,
00:49:02hit that titanium goalpost tester with over 1800 pounds of force. Otherwise, get back to work.
00:49:07My sponsor's Harland.
00:49:16Kid, what crazy crap you spouting? Harland's the king of the world, a god of the pitch. You're just a
00:49:22janitor,
00:49:22you don't even have right to say his name. Sounds like you know Haran pretty well.
00:49:28I'm ranked 60th in the North American League scores. Harland's my hero. Bet you can't even
00:49:34put any power behind a shot. You gonna wow us with a few keepy-uppies?
00:49:40Kid, you're looking at world-class keepy-uppies.
00:49:44You stinky janitor must have watched too many Shaolin soccer flicks. Get back to mopping floors.
00:49:50Don't mess up our pitch with those filthy work boots. Manhattan don't need some ball,
00:49:56jungling janitor. Scram for real players!
00:50:03Who are you telling to scram?
00:50:06Hold up. You say a 1-800 pound shot gets you a ticket in? Really?
00:50:26Hey! Check out the janitor in yellow overalls, staring down a pro-grade force meter!
00:50:34Kid, quit the act. With that scrawny eye-ass frame, you couldn't even trigger the sensor with a kick.
00:50:39If the rule's 1-800 pound to get in, I'm making a bet right here.
00:50:43Bet what? You're just some amateur trash. What you got to back that up?
00:50:48If I kick harder than you, you drop to your knees and lick up that drink you spit on the
00:50:52ground.
00:50:53Fuck you! I'm number 60 on the North American League Scorers!
00:50:58You ball-jungling janitor ever set foot on a pro field?
00:51:02Today I'm gonna show you what a real player looks like!
00:51:13Rank 60. Incredible. 1,000 or 40 pounds of striking force. That's elite. On par with top 10 Ballon d
00:51:20'Or level players.
00:51:21See that? That's power! That kind of dominance? You janitor scum ain't got a shot at that! Not in 20
00:51:28years!
00:51:28Don't know if your kick's strong, but your mouth sure is filthy.
00:51:33What are you doing? Taking a stroll in the penalty blocks?
00:51:49No way! No run-up! Three inches of leg swing! How do you kick with more power than Harmond?
00:51:56So am I good to go now?
00:52:012,700 pounds? Even the top three in the whole Ballon d'Or never hit numbers like that.
00:52:08You're just a janitor. How is that possible? Three inches. Just three inches of leg swing.
00:52:16That's not human power. That's some freak of nature!
00:52:21My bro's barely at 30% strength. If he went full throttle, you junk heaps would be scrap metal by
00:52:27now.
00:52:28Honored sir! Please!
00:52:41Is this the best trash America's got left? You clowns never trained a day in your lives?
00:53:02The 18th pro player! Down for the count!
00:53:07Leah Sander pulls off another hat trick massacre!
00:53:10This dude's lost it. How did Leander turn into this monster? He used to be just a dirty second-rate
00:53:16forward.
00:53:20HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!
00:53:23Cold as death. Looks like he mastered the Satan-Devil technique and lost all humanity.
00:53:29Bro, this guy's vibe is straight up undead. Like he kicked his way back from hell.
00:53:37Ross, I crawled out of the Devil's Island swamp just to tear you apart on this damn field,
00:53:43king of football, god of the game, in front of my satanic devil power.
00:53:48They all get crushed.
00:53:50I'll pay back every wound you gave me a hundred times over.
00:54:00That all depends if you, redhead, can handle what I'm about to throw at you.
00:54:12Ha ha! This is the so-called American balloon door level?
00:54:19Who else is dumb enough to step into my damn penalty box?
00:54:24This lunatic's already wrecked 18 top strikers.
00:54:27This ain't soccer. It's a damn massacre.
00:54:31That header just now smashed the goalie's sternum in.
00:54:36This guy's a demon.
00:54:43LeeSand, didn't expect you'd turn into a monster just to get revenge.
00:54:49If it means winning, I don't give a damn about being a monster.
00:54:54Victory's the only law in this world.
00:55:00When you become the king of the pitch, everyone else kneels and bows down to you!
00:55:07Bro, he's completely lost it. This guy's mind is totally twisted by the devil.
00:55:12To master headers, all his blood rushes to his head.
00:55:15This Satan's fiend technique is draining his life away.
00:55:18Harmon's got killer instincts, but going toe-to-toe with a lunaturk who sold his soul to Satan is a
00:55:23losing game.
00:55:23You bloated, ugly freak! You deserve to have your deke kick kicked to bits by my master!
00:55:29I'm gonna smash your deke with my head, then break Ross's too!
00:55:34Your head probably ain't as tough as my dick.
00:55:39Die!
00:55:48Bring it!
00:55:54Too slow at this speed.
00:55:57Even the towel guy on the bench couldn't catch it.
00:56:13the world's top dog harland just got wrecked by a damn header bro that guy's satan devil strike
00:56:21comes from angles no normal player can read harland couldn't predict it satan devil strike
00:56:27it reverses your blood flow every move burns your life away harland the so-called king of football
00:56:38you're nothing but dirt under my boots
00:56:45kicking this dirty ass ball you ain't fit to call yourself a footballer
00:56:51only losers don't deserve to be athletes winner takes all ever heard of that king
00:56:57of football only satan's power rules the field dumbasses like you can't even grasp the might
00:57:05of the demon god ross storm the box and claim your deathbed
00:57:24using demon god power to play and still call yourself an athlete
00:57:31see that that's how the world's top king falls
00:57:37ross i'm gonna double the pain and shame you put on me in this king's showdown
00:57:43that little phoenix wildcat ain't bad either bet she smells damn good in the locker room
00:57:51damn psycho
00:57:58after i kill you i'll take my time with that wild girl
00:58:05harland he's forcing that satan devil strike his breathing's all wrong feel the air shift man
00:58:11the ball isn't controlled with muscle remember this the best dribblers don't watch the ball
00:58:23the mind is emptiness emptiness is the mind
00:58:33spiro smash shot
00:58:45no way you how did you hit me
00:59:00for bibbin dark art demons head might
00:59:05the power of blood above all else die harland
00:59:21world's top ball king just another loser under my boot now your life fuels my sacred skill
00:59:37no freaking way my header smash how the hell did you block it with your foot
00:59:44power bought with blood like a crooked ref on the field its impact's always limited
01:00:15that's my man throw this cancer a red card send him straight to hell
01:00:23master so this is the raw power of the god's foot who the hell is this janitor who just blocked
01:00:29the satan headbutt that even harland couldn't stop
01:00:32ha just dumb luck even a legend like richards on the way out what does some toilet cleaner know about
01:00:40tactics
01:00:48you should thank me for turning you into a cripple that's the only reason you got to learn that dark
01:00:56art
01:00:56i'm gonna bury you under this turf
01:01:05amateur moves like that don't faze me
01:01:08you're only hitting my ghost players blinded by hate can't see the real drop point
01:01:13shut up
01:01:15go to hell
01:01:17what is this
01:01:42Hahaha
01:01:45Ah, Ross!
01:01:46I'm gonna kill you!
01:01:49I swear I'm gonna kill you!
01:01:55You're about to get a lifetime ban.
01:01:58One kick.
01:01:59Just one kick took down that bloodthirsty freak.
01:02:01That's the Satan Devil's move.
01:02:02Even the world champ couldn't stop.
01:02:04We were just mocking a true king of the pitch.
01:02:06This fight's over.
01:02:07Ross takes the crown.
01:02:09The world champ is Ross!
01:02:12Oh, great ball god.
01:02:13Now that the dust settled,
01:02:15what about taking me as your apprentice?
01:02:18Since no one else steps up,
01:02:20the title goes to this Ross.
01:02:23I'm somewhat pleased.
01:02:25Then I officially declare...
01:02:27Hold up.
01:02:29You're the world-renowned Diego,
01:02:31the so-called Hand of God.
01:02:35If I'm gonna be your disciple,
01:02:37I wanna see just how untouchable
01:02:38that Hand of God really is.
01:02:40Is he nuts?
01:02:42Even if he beat Lee Sand,
01:02:44who dares challenge the Hand of God
01:02:46one-on-one?
01:02:48Ahem.
01:02:49The ball god's power ain't for show.
01:02:52Kid, you're green.
01:02:54Don't rush greatness.
01:02:56Diego's legend runs deep.
01:02:57If he doesn't show some moves today,
01:02:59how are my brothers joining him willingly?
01:03:01Fine then.
01:03:02I'll school you a bit.
01:03:03Watch close.
01:03:03This is the Hand of God's ultimate secret.
01:03:05Seamless dribbling.
01:03:05Breath deep.
01:03:06Grip the world.
01:03:07Absorb.
01:03:08Deflect.
01:03:09Unleash.
01:03:09Lightning five strikes.
01:03:11Ha!
01:03:13Old man, you sure that hand
01:03:14ever got kissed by God?
01:03:16How about catching a taste
01:03:18of the foot of God instead?
01:03:22Don't kick!
01:03:23Mercy!
01:03:25I'm sorry.
01:03:26I'm so sorry.
01:03:28I'm not the ball god.
01:03:29I'm just a damn Hollywood actor
01:03:30they hired.
01:03:31Bro, let's go back.
01:03:33No point wasting time
01:03:34on these clowns.
01:03:35Go tell whoever hired you.
01:03:37I'm waiting for them
01:03:38Ross style.
01:03:46That smell
01:03:47reeks like some illegal weed.
01:04:08You actually poisoned me?
01:04:13As long as I hold
01:04:15your so-called ace,
01:04:16I ain't scared of Ross
01:04:18walking off without a red card.
01:04:25Mr. Ross,
01:04:26your ball skills
01:04:27are straight up legendary.
01:04:29The whole team
01:04:30wants to learn from you.
01:04:32Master,
01:04:33just remember
01:04:34Diego once mentioned
01:04:35a zero angle curve
01:04:36that can shut down
01:04:37Lee San's
01:04:38dirty headers.
01:04:39Mr. Ross,
01:04:40I heard you're
01:04:41the new king of football.
01:04:43The organizers
01:04:44asked me to bring you
01:04:45this special drink
01:04:46for the champion.
01:04:47Tell your boss
01:04:48thanks for me.
01:04:48Boss picked this tune
01:04:49for you,
01:04:50Ambush from Ten Sai.
01:04:51Looks like your boss
01:04:52digs Chinese music.
01:04:54Ha!
01:04:55Ha!
01:04:56Ha!
01:05:01Ha!
01:05:02Ha!
01:05:03How's that special
01:05:05drink taste?
01:05:07Time's ticking.
01:05:09The poison's about
01:05:10to bench you
01:05:11for the season.
01:05:14You drank my poison,
01:05:17no matter how tough.
01:05:19You're done for now.
01:05:20Who sent you?
01:05:32Ross,
01:05:34as Diego's heir,
01:05:36seeing your senior
01:05:37uncle happy now?
01:05:38Huh?
01:05:40Huh?
01:05:42Huh?
01:05:42Huh?
01:05:48This king of the ball
01:05:49showdown in New York?
01:05:52You schemed this?
01:05:54No surprise.
01:05:56Diego's
01:05:57god of the game
01:05:58disciple.
01:06:00Even poisoned,
01:06:01your mind
01:06:02is still intact.
01:06:04That's right.
01:06:05I was the one
01:06:06who arranged
01:06:06the fake soccer god,
01:06:07Diego.
01:06:08I was the one
01:06:08who gave Leah
01:06:09Satan's devil technique.
01:06:10Everything that happened
01:06:11on that field today
01:06:12was my plan.
01:06:13Who the hell
01:06:14are you?
01:06:15Why are you targeting
01:06:16me and my master?
01:06:17Who am I?
01:06:18I'm Diego's teammate!
01:06:19The committee kicked me out
01:06:20for a tiny bit of juice!
01:06:21Your master stole
01:06:22my soccer god glory!
01:06:23I'm sworn enemy
01:06:24to that bastard
01:06:25for life.
01:06:26Spill it!
01:06:27Where the hell
01:06:28is that old man hiding?
01:06:30Even if you kill me
01:06:31right now,
01:06:31I won't say a word.
01:06:40Tough talk.
01:06:41You want to be
01:06:42the MVP of the whole game,
01:06:43but what about her?
01:06:47Selena!
01:06:49Senior brother,
01:06:51don't bother with me.
01:06:52Just run.
01:06:56Whoever tells me
01:06:57where Diego's at,
01:06:58I'll hand over
01:06:59a get-out-of-jail-free card.
01:07:02Deal?
01:07:03Vincent!
01:07:04You touch her,
01:07:05I swear I'll kill you!
01:07:08First,
01:07:08I'm gonna break her.
01:07:09Then you can try
01:07:10to kill me.
01:07:12Go to hell!
01:07:17You're poisoned already.
01:07:19In my eyes,
01:07:20you're just a sitting duck.
01:07:22Didn't your master Diego
01:07:23ever teach you,
01:07:24against a rigged ref,
01:07:26skills don't mean
01:07:27jack shit?
01:07:30Diego crushed
01:07:31my starting spot,
01:07:33kicked me off
01:07:34the national team.
01:07:37Today,
01:07:38I'm cashing in that debt
01:07:40on your ass
01:07:42with interest.
01:07:43All that instinct
01:07:45and sportsmanship
01:07:46Diego taught you
01:07:47is garbage
01:07:48in a real fight
01:07:49for survival.
01:07:50This world is about
01:07:51forcing your way through
01:07:52by any means necessary.
01:07:54Please,
01:07:55spare my brother!
01:07:56I'll tell you
01:07:57my dad's secret
01:07:58pitch location!
01:07:59Just don't kick anymore!
01:08:05Selina!
01:08:06Don't!
01:08:08Don't!
01:08:14Still want to be
01:08:15the MVP
01:08:16when you're
01:08:16about to bite the dust?
01:08:35I'm gonna wreck
01:08:36your whole damn career!
01:08:47I'm gonna wreck
01:08:48outcast of the pitch!
01:08:50Who gave you the balls
01:08:51to bench my protege?
01:08:53My captain!
01:08:54You finally show up!
01:08:56My Satan's fury
01:08:57is at its peak now.
01:08:59Your outdated
01:08:59coaching crap
01:09:00should have been
01:09:01tossed in the trash
01:09:02ages ago.
01:09:16My old captain
01:09:17still got a hell
01:09:19of a kick
01:09:19in those legs.
01:09:20That little
01:09:21hand of god
01:09:22trick of yours.
01:09:23If you'd used it
01:09:24fixing matches
01:09:25you'd own
01:09:26half the damn world
01:09:27by now.
01:09:28Vinincit,
01:09:28you were kicked off
01:09:30the national team
01:09:30for doping
01:09:31and now you've
01:09:32turned star to a monster
01:09:33stuffing your body
01:09:34with chemicals
01:09:35to chase that
01:09:35so-called Satan ball.
01:09:37You don't belong
01:09:38on a football pitch.
01:09:39I just want to win.
01:09:40What's my crime?
01:09:41Anyone willing
01:09:41to do anything to win
01:09:42has no place
01:09:43on a football pitch.
01:09:45Today,
01:09:46I'm kicking you
01:09:47out of this sport
01:09:48for good!
01:09:59Ross,
01:10:00watch closely.
01:10:01This is what
01:10:02playing's really about.
01:10:03Control the ball first,
01:10:04command the game
01:10:05with your feet
01:10:06to God's foot.
01:10:08Clearing the clouds,
01:10:10revealing the truth.
01:10:16Dammit.
01:10:17Cut the crap out!
01:10:19Pay up with your own
01:10:21damn legs.
01:10:22Or I'm sentencing
01:10:24every last one of them
01:10:25to death.
01:10:26Mom!
01:10:27Sister!
01:10:27Selina!
01:10:29Selina!
01:10:30Kid,
01:10:32get out with your master.
01:10:34Forget about us.
01:10:38Bro,
01:10:39your skills ain't rusty.
01:10:41But in this world
01:10:42full of crooked refs,
01:10:43just playing ball
01:10:45ain't gonna cut it.
01:10:46Now,
01:10:46I'm ordering you,
01:10:48cripple yourself,
01:10:49or I'll have this lady's legs
01:10:50chopped off first.
01:10:53an incident.
01:10:55You really stooped
01:10:57that low,
01:10:58huh?
01:10:59You pushed me
01:11:01into this filthy mess!
01:11:12You're willing to die
01:11:13just to save someone?
01:11:15Ha!
01:11:16I'm gonna use
01:11:17death itself
01:11:17to punish
01:11:18your so-called loyalty.
01:11:22Boss,
01:11:23my clan's got
01:11:24this dark ritual.
01:11:26You paint a totem
01:11:27with fresh blood,
01:11:28force your whole
01:11:29damn body
01:11:30to wake up.
01:11:31But the price is...
01:11:35Touch my mother
01:11:37and your dead meat!
01:11:42From this second on,
01:11:43as long as I'm
01:11:45on this field,
01:11:46nobody's laying
01:11:47a finger on my family!
01:11:49Kid,
01:11:50you better watch your back.
01:11:52Get out of here,
01:11:54now!
01:11:54Bullshit.
01:11:55You think slapping
01:11:57a totem on it
01:11:57flips the script?
01:11:58Go fuck yourself.
01:12:01Fuck yourself.
01:12:09The God Foot.
01:12:10Damn!
01:12:11No way!
01:12:12My damn magic's
01:12:14peaked!
01:12:15How the hell
01:12:15did you just
01:12:16blast me back?
01:12:20You actually
01:12:21cracked the God Deer
01:12:22of soccer
01:12:23when you were
01:12:23backed into a corner?
01:12:24Ross!
01:12:25You make one move
01:12:27and I'll gut this old
01:12:27bastard right
01:12:28through the throat!
01:12:31Cripple your own legs!
01:12:33Immediately!
01:12:35Otherwise,
01:12:36you better start
01:12:36prepping your
01:12:37mama's funeral!
01:12:38Ha ha ha!
01:12:41Lysander,
01:12:43get your knife
01:12:43off my mom's neck
01:12:45now!
01:12:45Step aside.
01:12:46Ross,
01:12:47that God's foot move
01:12:48you just throw?
01:12:48Thought you were
01:12:49hot shit, huh?
01:12:50Now I want you
01:12:51on your knees,
01:12:51wallowing in the dirt
01:12:52like a beaten muck
01:12:53begging me for mercy!
01:12:55Ha ha ha!
01:12:55So what if you
01:12:56cracked the God Zone?
01:12:57In this game,
01:12:58you're already
01:12:59chained to your
01:12:59damn family.
01:13:01Feelings are
01:13:01your biggest
01:13:02damn weakness.
01:13:03Cripple yourself
01:13:04and kneel down!
01:13:05I'm running
01:13:06out of patience!
01:13:07You cropple my legs,
01:13:09then you let them
01:13:10walk free?
01:13:11You're not even
01:13:12qualified to talk
01:13:13terms with me.
01:13:16Ken!
01:13:17Don't wrap yourself
01:13:19over me!
01:13:20Mom,
01:13:21don't freak out.
01:13:23Even if I quit
01:13:24football,
01:13:25I swear I'll get you
01:13:25home.
01:13:26Seeing you play
01:13:27again in this life?
01:13:28That's God's
01:13:29biggest damn gift.
01:13:31You're meant to be
01:13:32a legend on that
01:13:33field.
01:13:33I won't let myself
01:13:35be your chain.
01:13:36Mom!
01:13:36What are you doing?
01:13:38Kid,
01:13:39go be the real
01:13:40king of the game.
01:13:42Never look back.
01:13:44No!
01:13:45You crazy
01:13:46bitch!
01:13:48Mom!
01:13:49Mom!
01:13:51Mom!
01:13:52Mom!
01:13:53Mom!
01:13:55Mom!
01:13:55Mom!
01:13:56Mom!
01:13:56Mom!
01:13:56Mom!
01:13:57Mom!
01:14:02Get your mom
01:14:04out of here.
01:14:05I owe you two
01:14:06one apology.
01:14:08Old lunatic,
01:14:09you just threw
01:14:10yourself onto my
01:14:11knife!
01:14:12Get the hell away!
01:14:19Retreat!
01:14:20Move!
01:14:20That bastard's
01:14:21awakened the domain
01:14:22of God.
01:14:23His mother's gone.
01:14:24His only weakness
01:14:25weakness is gone.
01:14:26If we stay here,
01:14:27he'll kick every
01:14:27last one of us
01:14:28into the grave!
01:14:35Anyone who lays
01:14:36a hand on my
01:14:37folks dies.
01:14:51I actually lost
01:14:54to Diego's
01:14:55damn
01:14:56apprentice.
01:15:00Only now I get it.
01:15:02My greatest win
01:15:03wasn't the championship.
01:15:06It was having you,
01:15:08Ross.
01:15:08Can you call me
01:15:10Dad?
01:15:19Dad.
01:15:32My father's gone
01:15:33back to the island.
01:15:35Before he left,
01:15:35he told me to stay
01:15:36with you for the
01:15:36rest of the season
01:15:37as your full-time
01:15:38assistant coach.
01:15:40Fine.
01:15:42We go home.
01:15:44Together.
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