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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's 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,
00:01:19all 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.
00:01:38Keep 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!
00:02:05Get her!
00:02:06Tie her up!
00:02:14Where the hell did this trash cleaner come from?
00:02:18Have 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.
00:02:30What?
00:02:31No!
00:02:32No!
00:02:42No!
00:02:47No.
00:02:58No!
00:03:02Next time you step out, watch your back.
00:03:04This feeling, it's familiar.
00:03:07If 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.
00:03:26Keep him safe and sound.
00:03:31A cripple born with twitchy legs isn'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.
00:03:55Boss, 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.
00:04:12A janitor like you must be desperate for cash.
00:04:15No, 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.
00:04:41My boy!
00:04:42The future king of the World Cup is born.
00:04:45He's gonna own that trophy.
00:04:46Mr. Ronaldo, due to congenital nerve compression,
00:04:50the infant's legs are constantly spesmic.
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!
00:05:10That's our son!
00:05:20This ring.
00:05:22You'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.
00:05:42That ring means nothing.
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,
00:06:05she 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!
00:06:23That'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.
00:06:45Not 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!
00:06:54Understood?
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.
00:07:26Never in my life.
00:07:29A mop jumpy like you
00:07:30probably never even touched a soccer ball.
00:07:33Phoenix Club's a star's playground,
00:07:35not 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
00:07:51is that impressive.
00:07:53Perhaps I should give it a try.
00:07:56Okay.
00:08:26Ross,
00:08:27I haven't even thanked you for saving Caroline yet.
00:08:30I 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
00:08:44started trash-talking.
00:08:46He claims they'll snatch all our spots
00:08:48before the World Cup trials.
00:08:49You amateurs better hustle
00:08:51or I'll toss you all in the Hudson
00:08:52to feed the fish!
00:08:54Yes, coach!
00:09:00No way!
00:09:01Even Harlan, the world's best,
00:09:03can only make this thing shiver
00:09:04with a full blast.
00:09:05Who shattered it?
00:09:05A hit of such force
00:09:07can't be human.
00:09:08That shot is probably
00:09:09over 300 kilometers per hour.
00:09:11If this soccer god joins us,
00:09:12Iron Eagle Club
00:09:13doesn't stand a chance.
00:09:15Nobody new has been on club grounds
00:09:17except Ross.
00:09:19Could it be
00:09:20that he did it?
00:09:22Find him!
00:09:22Even if you have to turn New York
00:09:24upside down!
00:09:25Bring that mystery football star
00:09:27to Phoenix Vanguard
00:09:28no matter what!
00:09:31I'd know those eyes anywhere.
00:09:33My little Ross!
00:09:34My little boy!
00:09:36Ma'am,
00:09:37why are you crying?
00:09:42The truth is...
00:09:45I am your...
00:09:48I am your...
00:10:11Mrs. Michelle,
00:10:13you were about to tell me some truth.
00:10:15The Iron Eagle Club
00:10:15is toxic on and off the field.
00:10:17They don't aim foim for the ball,
00:10:19they aim for the player.
00:10:21My Ross has a disability.
00:10:22If he got dragged into this mess,
00:10:24he wouldn't stand a chance.
00:10:26Ross!
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!
00:10:34Quickly!
00:10:37Gerd surely seems like
00:10:39an annoying,
00:10:39power-hungry jerk,
00:10:41but Mrs. Michelle
00:10:41treated me like family.
00:10:43I won't let those hooligans
00:10:44touch a hair on her head.
00:10:56Damn it, Ross!
00:10:57Why are you still here?
00:10:59This is no place
00:11:00for someone like you!
00:11:02The janitor again!
00:11:03What can you do
00:11:04besides cleaning toilets?
00:11:06The only thing you can do
00:11:07with footballs
00:11:08is clean them.
00:11:09Get lost.
00:11:22Leave!
00:11:23Nobody here walks out today!
00:11:25I'm gonna destroy
00:11:26every last one of you!
00:11:29Harrison,
00:11:30how dare you
00:11:31and your men
00:11:31set foot on my turf!
00:11:33Heard you got
00:11:34two national team slots?
00:11:36Hand them over
00:11:37or I'll make sure
00:11:38every one of you
00:11:39is done for the season!
00:11:44This is daylight robbery, Harrison.
00:11:47Does the term
00:11:47sportsmanship
00:11:48have no meaning to you?
00:11:49Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!
00:11:52Sportmanship?
00:11:53Ha!
00:11:54In New York,
00:11:55results are all that matter.
00:12:02King of the pitch!
00:12:04One-on-one showdown!
00:12:05All spots on the line!
00:12:07You win,
00:12:08I pack up and leave.
00:12:09You lose,
00:12:11Phoenix Club
00:12:11gets wiped off
00:12:12the American soccer map!
00:12:23Hey, losers!
00:12:24Is there anyone here
00:12:25who dares to face
00:12:26my iron leg kick?
00:12:29Lissandra's a dirty player.
00:12:31If we oppose him,
00:12:32he'll probably break our legs.
00:12:33Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!
00:12:36A bunch of spineless benchwarmers!
00:12:39If you can't take the heat,
00:12:40get off the pitch!
00:12:42Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!
00:12:45Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!
00:12:47Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!
00:12:47Fuck you!
00:12:48Even if it breaks my leg,
00:12:49I'll defend this club's honor!
00:12:55Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!
00:12:58Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!
00:13:10Your center of gravity
00:13:11Your center of gravity's
00:13:11all over the place,
00:13:12your rhythm's shot,
00:13:13every kick's throwing
00:13:14the game away.
00:13:15Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!
00:13:16Hey, janitor!
00:13:18You think watching
00:13:18two World Cup games
00:13:19makes you a football expert?
00:13:21Who the hell do
00:13:22you think you are?
00:13:23Barking orders here!
00:13:24Shut it, trash man!
00:13:26No damn janitor
00:13:27can come in here
00:13:27judging football!
00:13:28Ross makes a point,
00:13:30Luca's rhythm is off.
00:13:31But how did he
00:13:32pick up on that
00:13:32so easily?
00:13:35Time to say goodbye
00:13:36to your season, sweetheart.
00:13:54Luka! That bastard's got an old injury on his right ankle. Forget the ball! Go straight
00:14:00for his Achilles! He won't hold up! Got it! Not bad. Pinpointing your opponent's weak
00:14:07spot. That's pro-level shit. These idiots. This is Lison's trap. He's baiting Luka into a foul.
00:14:14What the heck? My left knee is going soft all of a sudden. Lately, every three steps mopping the
00:14:19floor. If I don't break to catch my breath, this leg just quits on me. Shut it, boy. You're useless
00:14:25here. You haven't set foot onto the field, and you're already malfunctioning. Gasping every three
00:14:31steps? Your striking leg doesn't even hold up against the wind?
00:14:39Every few moves, Lee Sands needs to catch his breath. That's his weakness.
00:14:47Even my father, the legendary coach, never noticed a flaw like that. But Ross did. Is
00:14:54he really just a janitor?
00:15:03Luka! Lower your stance! Take him out on the right! That's his weak side! Got it!
00:15:20idiot! You took the bait. You're so easily fooled. My right leg can wreck every player in
00:15:29America. No way. I never get it wrong! The Phoenix Club's top vet? Come on up. I'll send you six
00:15:41feet under.
00:15:41You son of a bitch!
00:15:55You heard this sorry-ass Phoenix Club you brag about? Looks more like a damn landfill, full of garbage players
00:16:01and janitors.
00:16:03Scum like this? In our iron eagles? They're only good for wiping mud off my shoes, huh?
00:16:10What the heck? My left knee is going soft all of a sudden. Lately, every three steps mopping the floor.
00:16:17If I don't break to catch my breath, this leg just quits on me.
00:16:20John! Hold on tight! Wait for his third move! That's where his breath breaks! Slam! His left support leg!
00:16:27Meteor talent. But at least they can't fool me.
00:16:36Get the hell off my field!
00:16:46My leg!
00:17:03Hell yeah! Take them out of the game!
00:17:07End their career!
00:17:09That's my player.
00:17:10He actually called it? How does a janitor see through a pro's flaws?
00:17:15Harrison, game's over.
00:17:17Take your coffin and leave the way you came.
00:17:19Get off Phoenix turf.
00:17:21Over? Gerd?
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? Pathetic!
00:17:43Aren'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, I'm the king of this turf.
00:18:08Those slots in the national team are as good as mine!
00:18:18The Phoenix Club's pride won't die on my watch!
00:18:22Old man, are 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!
00:18:33This is a one-on-one between pros.
00:18:35And you, trash picker, have no right to speak.
00:18:39Enough! 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!
00:19:27Mom, I'm a Ronaldo daughter and a Phoenix Club warrior.
00:19:31I'm not running from this fight!
00:19:44Kid, against a true master, you're as lowly as a water boy.
00:19:50Dad, this girl is the jewel of Phoenix.
00:19:53When you're done breaking her, don'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!
00:20:14Even if you break me, I won't give up!
00:20:18Then take your stubborn ass straight to hell!
00:20:36Caroline, let go of my daughter!
00:20:42Ross, Mom's been praying to God all these years, begging 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?
00:20:54Run!
00:21:03I won't let anyone lay a finger on my kid!
00:21:07Welcome to the Spider's Web, Bench Warmer!
00:21:10Motherly love is useless on the pitch!
00:21:25No!
00:21:28Mrs. 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, Mommy, 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!
00:22:52A toilet cleaner from the docks.
00:22:55A toilet cleaner from the docks.
00:22:56Has 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!
00:23:08Your family is out for the count!
00:23:10Is the janitor all you have left?
00:23:12Ross, get out!
00:23:14Ross, get out!
00:23:14Mom waited 20 years.
00:23:15I can't bear to see you get ripped apart by these loom dicks!
00:23:19Michelle!
00:23:20You are not claiming this loser as your son!
00:23:23Get 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.
00:23:41I see it's true.
00:23:43You should have 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.
00:24:02You 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!
00:24:11Harrison's iron legs will decapitate you!
00:24:14Go!
00:24:15Mother, sister, I finally made it back, and I'm not getting benched now.
00:24:21From now on, I've got you.
00:24:28Come on, then.
00:24:29Show 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.
00:24:41I'm sure they have floors to clean for you there, too.
00:25:01Trash belongs in the damn dumpster.
00:25:11Hey, kid.
00:25:12Let me show you what a real player can do.
00:25:34You're digging your own grave, pal.
00:25:47Oh, my ribs.
00:25:52No, no 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, even 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, the shadow that saved me, it was him.
00:26:13So this is the kind of muscle you bring as a pro player?
00:26:18You don't come any closer.
00:26:21You 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.
00:26:28Do you have any idea who my uncle is?
00:26:30Rick Vanderbilt, the 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.
00:27:05Brother, it's you!
00:27:08That bastard!
00:27:09He shattered my bones!
00:27:16Uncle, kill him!
00:27:17Wipe 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.
00:27:44Janitor, hear 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 socceros look like a fairytale.
00:28:12I'm going to snap off your toes one by one
00:28:14and 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
00:28:25and you'll have me to deal with.
00:28:36Ain't bled for a long time.
00:28:38Damn, I missed that rush.
00:28:40Since you got my blood boiling,
00:28:42I'll let you pick a weapon.
00:28:44Fair one-on-one fight.
00:28:46Maybe you can kick,
00:28:47but this weapon fight is a whole different beast.
00:28:50Kid!
00:28:51My uncle wiped out the entire underground mob in this country.
00:28:55Your fancy footwork's trash against real ethics.
00:28:59No matter how good you are,
00:29:01players fear the mob.
00:29:02This ain't even the same league.
00:29:19Soccer?
00:29:19You planning to juggle the ball,
00:29:21then drop to your knees begging?
00:29:23Cleaning up your trash?
00:29:25That's more than enough.
00:29:33And 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?
00:29:57Soccer's all about using force against force.
00:30:12This kind of footwork,
00:30:14where 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?
00:30:24Ross!
00:30:25So what if you're a damn wizard with the ball?
00:30:27This is freaking New York!
00:30:29You kill us,
00:30:29you 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 kicking a ball makes you some kind of king?
00:30:37You forget how you got kicked out of your own damn home?
00:30:39Huh, Leah Xander'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
00:30:51who 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.
00:31:05Defective.
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 beautiful?
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,
00:31:37not your mother's.
00:31:39Ross,
00:31:40if you hate,
00:31:41hate me alone!
00:31:47Ross, don't waste time on their bullshit.
00:31:49Your God's foot is legendary,
00:31:51wasting it as a janitor's crime.
00:31:53Right.
00:31:54Since your folks kicked you out like trash,
00:31:57why should you play their game?
00:31:59I, Brick, give a damn about your background!
00:32:01Join my Iron Eagles club,
00:32:02and I'll give you free reign to attack!
00:32:04You'll outrank my own brother Harrison.
00:32:06Top three mansion,
00:32:07seven silver salary,
00:32:08World Cup king,
00:32:09all yours!
00:32:10Together, we build a soccer empire.
00:32:12How'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,
00:32:49seeing my mom and sister
00:32:50made 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
00:33:13can 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
00:33:20gets 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.
00:33:29Now!
00:33:35I haven't lost!
00:33:37That was just a warm-up!
00:33:38I still got my secret weapon!
00:33:42Your god's foot might be fast,
00:33:44but can it outrun the world's top dog, Harriton?
00:33:52The guy who steamrolled the World Cup,
00:33:57scoring over 100 goals solo?
00:33:59The world king?
00:34:02Rumor has it he played blackball 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?
00:34:09This 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!
00:34:16No way!
00:34:22Harlan, that name drags up some memories.
00:34:50When you kick, don't just see the ball.
00:34:53Feel it deep inside your gut.
00:35:00So, it's him, huh?
00:35:05You dare to control the ball!
00:35:07Even your final moments!
00:35:08When Harmon arrives,
00:35:10he 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?
00:35:31A 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,
00:35:42who just wrecked your whole damn season.
00:35:44You!
00:35:45Screw 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,
00:36:00I'll make a specimen out of your bones!
00:36:02After I'll fuck your sister,
00:36:04then sell her on the black market!
00:36:07Honored Mr. Harden,
00:36:08do me a solid and off this damn Phoenix Club rat.
00:36:10I'll throw in extra cash!
00:36:12Sir!
00:36:13The king of football!
00:36:14It's this filthy janitor!
00:36:16He disrespected Iron Eagle and called you trash!
00:36:18Shit!
00:36:20The world's top ball king shows up in Persegloss.
00:36:24It's when your reign amended.
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 priest of trash!
00:36:41Master,
00:36:42I've come to pay my respects.
00:36:43I accept whatever punishment you decide.
00:36:57Harlan,
00:36:58a billion-dollar world-class player.
00:37:01Is Ross's disciple?
00:37:03The son I abandoned as a cripple?
00:37:05Is the world's number one master?
00:37:08No way.
00:37:09Mr. Harden,
00:37:10you'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,
00:37:17you 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!
00:37:28Harlan,
00:37:29been a while.
00:37:30Your shot's gotten sharper, huh?
00:37:32Master,
00:37:33you give me too much credit.
00:37:35Without your guidance,
00:37:37playing with feeling,
00:37:38not just sight,
00:37:39I'd still be a power-based player.
00:37:44You're too modest.
00:37:45Even without me,
00:37:46you're a king on the field.
00:37:49As long as you're on the pitch,
00:37:51I 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?
00:38:03That cash?
00:38:04Not even pocket change to me.
00:38:06You're not worth me getting involved.
00:38:07Listen up!
00:38:09Anyone who lays a finger on my master,
00:38:11I'll erase their whole damn family
00:38:12from this planet.
00:38:14Open fire!
00:38:16Send them all straight to hell!
00:38:20This shot,
00:38:21I'm sending you
00:38:22straight to God!
00:38:29Hold up,
00:38:30the final whistle ain't blown yet.
00:38:41Ross!
00:38:42Oh mighty ball god,
00:38:43please make Heron stop!
00:38:44I'll give you everything
00:38:45from Phoenix Club
00:38:46back to your old man!
00:38:47Killing you outright?
00:38:49Too easy.
00:38:50I'm gonna cripple you
00:38:51cancerous lethards so bad,
00:38:54you'll never stand again.
00:38:56Got it.
00:38:57The master's throwing you
00:38:58a disabled retirement party.
00:39:04Ross,
00:39:06you damn
00:39:08spazmic bastard!
00:39:09If you got balls,
00:39:11kick me dead right now!
00:39:13You remember what you said
00:39:14to my sister back in the box?
00:39:16I said I'm gonna fuck
00:39:17your sister in the locker room!
00:39:19Lifetime ban,
00:39:20ball snip penalty.
00:39:29Mercy!
00:39:30Mercy!
00:39:30We quit!
00:39:31Please stop kicking!
00:39:37Hareland,
00:39:38toss these three trash bags
00:39:39into Devil's Island Prison.
00:39:41Let them rot there for life.
00:39:47Ross!
00:39:49I want you
00:39:50and dead!
00:39:53Son,
00:39:54it's useless.
00:39:55His God's foot
00:39:56is blessed.
00:39:57We'll never beat him
00:39:58in this lifetime.
00:40:01Just caught that.
00:40:03You said God's foot?
00:40:07Yeah.
00:40:08Yeah,
00:40:09some kid named Ross.
00:40:10His leg game's
00:40:11straight up terrifying.
00:40:13The God's foot?
00:40:15Oh,
00:40:15hell no.
00:40:16Diego's God hand
00:40:18and you've been hiding
00:40:18for 20 years?
00:40:22Now you send out
00:40:23some punk
00:40:24with the God's foot
00:40:25to get himself killed?
00:40:31Ma,
00:40:32I've been looking for you
00:40:34for 20 years.
00:40:35Kid,
00:40:36I ain't letting you
00:40:37be a cleaner anymore.
00:40:38I'm sticking by you
00:40:39no matter what.
00:40:41I knew
00:40:42Ronaldo's bloodline
00:40:43never missed.
00:40:44Ross,
00:40:44with your God's foot,
00:40:46the Phoenix Club's
00:40:47World Cup sweep
00:40:47is just around the corner.
00:40:49You're the ace
00:40:50bringing our family
00:40:50back to the throne.
00:40:5320 years ago
00:40:54when you kicked me
00:40:54into the sea
00:40:55like a flat tire,
00:40:56did you ever think
00:40:57I was your ace?
00:41:00That's because...
00:41:01You want to ride my name
00:41:03to buy your World Cup ticket?
00:41:04You don't deserve it.
00:41:06I, Ross,
00:41:07will never make
00:41:08your starting lineup.
00:41:10Senior Brother!
00:41:14Senior Brother,
00:41:15finally found you.
00:41:26Master,
00:41:27that fancy nut time
00:41:28combo move?
00:41:28Sick.
00:41:29Mind teaching your disciple?
00:41:30Feels like my Euro style
00:41:31is too stiff.
00:41:32Sure.
00:41:33First run 500 laps
00:41:35around the field,
00:41:35get your breath steady.
00:41:37I actually laughed at him
00:41:38for cleaning toilets.
00:41:39I'm the dumbest damn fool
00:41:41in football.
00:41:41His skills are already
00:41:43in God mode.
00:41:47Master,
00:41:48please take me
00:41:49as your disciple.
00:41:50Teach me football.
00:41:53Master,
00:41:54teach us!
00:41:59Master,
00:42:00teach us!
00:42:02Master,
00:42:03they just play
00:42:04safe passes.
00:42:05They don't even know
00:42:06where the goal is.
00:42:07They don't deserve
00:42:08your coaching.
00:42:09Get lost!
00:42:10You'll never understand
00:42:11my master's game.
00:42:13Bunch of hacks
00:42:13who can do nothing
00:42:14but pass sideways!
00:42:17Master Diego said,
00:42:19showing strength
00:42:20sparks chaos.
00:42:21Looks like peace
00:42:22is out of the question now.
00:42:24Football isn't about
00:42:25brute strength.
00:42:26Remember this,
00:42:27the essence of dribbling
00:42:29is not chasing the ball
00:42:30but controlling the space
00:42:32around it with your mind.
00:42:35Without the ball in mind,
00:42:37you'll never break into the box
00:42:38no matter how long you grind.
00:42:41Master,
00:42:43what'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
00:42:53is straight up next level.
00:42:56Wow.
00:42:58The curve of his back.
00:42:59It's smoother than
00:43:01the World Cup trophy.
00:43:03Auntie,
00:43:04that breath holds stance.
00:43:06Are you secretly training
00:43:07some top-tier
00:43:08box defense technique?
00:43:11Asshole!
00:43:11You're a striker!
00:43:13How do you walk
00:43:13without making a sound?
00:43:15Who's out there?
00:43:19Selina,
00:43:20what are you sneaking
00:43:21around for at this hour?
00:43:23I,
00:43:23I,
00:43:24uh,
00:43:24Master Diego
00:43:25told me to bring you
00:43:26your 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!
00:43:37What now?
00:43:39I want to ask,
00:43:41what is
00:43:42emptiness?
00:43:44Form
00:43:45is emptiness!
00:43:52Ross,
00:43:53I'm gonna shatter
00:43:54every bone in his body!
00:43:56Drag his whole family
00:43:58to hell!
00:44:00With those busted-ass
00:44:02legs of yours,
00:44:03forget ever beating
00:44:04Ross 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
00:44:21my crown back then.
00:44:23Wanna get revenge
00:44:24in the danger zone?
00:44:26I'll do whatever it takes
00:44:27to drag him down
00:44:28to hell!
00:44:34This is the forbidden
00:44:35dark art,
00:44:36Satan's technique.
00:44:37Since your legs are gone,
00:44:38use your skull
00:44:40to shatter this
00:44:40false world.
00:44:43To master this
00:44:44forbidden art,
00:44:45destroy your leg
00:44:46murderians,
00:44:47and concentrate all
00:44:48strength into your head?
00:44:49Ha, Ross!
00:44:50I'm coming to
00:44:51end your career!
00:44:52Diego,
00:44:53since you pinned
00:44:54the future of the game
00:44:55on Ross,
00:44:56I'll nail your only
00:44:57air to the pillar
00:44:58of shame
00:44:59with my own hands.
00:45:03Ross,
00:45:03your old man,
00:45:06locked himself
00:45:06in the prayer room
00:45:07begging God
00:45:08to forgive him
00:45:09for tossing you aside
00:45:10like some defective product.
00:45:12A coach who only cares
00:45:13about transfer fees
00:45:14and wins?
00:45:15You really think
00:45:16he's got a soul
00:45:17left to repent?
00:45:18Boss,
00:45:19it's chaos out there.
00:45:20Every screen in New York
00:45:21is broadcasting live.
00:45:22Diego,
00:45:23the god of the game,
00:45:24is back.
00:45:24He disappeared
00:45:2520 years ago
00:45:26and now he's announced
00:45:27a global tryout
00:45:28for the next king
00:45:28of football.
00:45:29No way.
00:45:31Master's been ghosting
00:45:32on that deserted island
00:45:32for two decades.
00:45:34He ain't gonna throw
00:45:34some flashy tryout
00:45:35in the middle
00:45:36of New York's circus.
00:45:37My old man
00:45:37doesn't even own
00:45:38a TV over there.
00:45:39How would he come
00:45:39to New York
00:45:40to pull some fake-ass
00:45:40soccer show?
00:45:41Tap clubs worldwide
00:45:42are losing their minds,
00:45:43all rushing
00:45:43to the New York Met Stadium
00:45:44to witness what they're
00:45:45calling the Hand of God
00:45:45Miracle.
00:45:46This ain't no tryout.
00:45:48They're baiting me,
00:45:48setting a trap,
00:45:49knowing I'd show up.
00:45:54Boss,
00:45:55the city's already lit up.
00:45:56That so-called god of the game
00:45:57set up a 1v1
00:45:58king of the field showdown
00:45:59at the Met,
00:46:00yelling for every pro player
00:46:01in America to join.
00:46:02Diego's an old relic
00:46:03without a smartphone.
00:46:04There's no way he's in New York
00:46:06running some commercial scam.
00:46:08Someone's pulling a fast one.
00:46:09Someone's using my master's name
00:46:11to drag me,
00:46:12the ace out.
00:46:13Bro,
00:46:14wanna crash that fakes party
00:46:15with a little
00:46:15accidental collision?
00:46:17Harland,
00:46:18you go undercover first.
00:46:20Scope out their playbook.
00:46:22Got it, master.
00:46:23I'll lock down
00:46:23their defense like a hawk.
00:46:26Let's roll.
00:46:28Time to meet
00:46:28this so-called god of the game.
00:46:33Bro,
00:46:34the thunder in New York's
00:46:35louder than on the island.
00:46:36I'm scared.
00:46:38Mind if I crash
00:46:40in your room tonight?
00:46:41When you were chasing sharks
00:46:42around the island,
00:46:42I never saw you scared.
00:46:44Why now?
00:46:45That's a whole different game.
00:46:47Back on the island,
00:46:48didn't you crash in
00:46:48with me all the time?
00:46:50Bro,
00:46:50you've changed.
00:46:51You trying to bench me
00:46:52or what?
00:46:53Look,
00:46:54with this nightmare weather
00:46:55in New York,
00:46:56get inside.
00:47:00Ross,
00:47:01I'm a damn
00:47:01golden boot babe
00:47:02and you're crashing
00:47:03on the floor
00:47:04like some scrub
00:47:04on defense?
00:47:05What,
00:47:06your balls are out
00:47:07for the season
00:47:07or something?
00:47:08Shut it.
00:47:09Enough ball talk.
00:47:10It's off-season.
00:47:15Bro,
00:47:16I wish I could crash
00:47:17in with you
00:47:17all the time.
00:47:21Selena,
00:47:22you trying to fake
00:47:23a dive for a penalty
00:47:24or what?
00:47:26I said I was running
00:47:27a tight man-macking drill
00:47:28in my dreams.
00:47:28You buying that?
00:47:34Bro,
00:47:36I...
00:47:37Faster!
00:47:38I got him!
00:47:39That fake Diego
00:47:40imposter is right at...
00:47:43Harland!
00:47:43Don't you know
00:47:44you gotta blow the whistle
00:47:45before you storm the field?
00:47:47Uh...
00:47:48Did I...
00:47:48Did I just misread the play
00:47:49and block your killer shot?
00:47:51Carry on.
00:47:51I saw nothing.
00:47:53Get your ass back here.
00:47:56Master,
00:47:57I went all night digging.
00:47:59That imposter
00:47:59claiming to be
00:48:00the soccer god
00:48:00is parading around
00:48:01Metropolis Stadium,
00:48:02recruiting so-called talent.
00:48:04But his dribbling's shaky,
00:48:05breathing's off,
00:48:06he's pure amateur trash.
00:48:07Typical poser striker.
00:48:09All flash,
00:48:10no bite.
00:48:10They bust their asses
00:48:11putting on this
00:48:12king of football tryout.
00:48:13What are they really after?
00:48:15They know I'm coming.
00:48:16This so-called
00:48:17apprentice contest
00:48:18is Vincent's
00:48:18gilliotin's setup
00:48:19just for me.
00:48:21Brother,
00:48:22the enemy's already
00:48:23set up a brick wall
00:48:24waiting to trap us.
00:48:25Charging in blind
00:48:26will end your career
00:48:26right there.
00:48:30When the road narrows,
00:48:31the brave take the win.
00:48:33God's foot fears
00:48:34no crooked refs.
00:48:35Harland,
00:48:36no holding back this time.
00:48:37If they want to play dirty,
00:48:38we'll tear their goal
00:48:39apart together.
00:48:41Yes,
00:48:41master.
00:48:42I'm going to show
00:48:43all of New York
00:48:44what real dribbling
00:48:45looks like.
00:48:51Hold up.
00:48:52Only players ranked
00:48:53in the Global Pro League
00:48:54can enter the king
00:48:55of king of football tryouts.
00:48:56I'm not on the roster.
00:48:58No rank?
00:48:59Fine.
00:48:59Bring me a top 10
00:49:00Ballon d'Or player
00:49:01to vouch for you
00:49:02or go over there
00:49:02and hit that titanium
00:49:03goalpost tester
00:49:03with over 1,800 pounds
00:49:05of force.
00:49:05Otherwise,
00:49:06get back to work.
00:49:07My sponsor's Harland.
00:49:16Kid,
00:49:17what crazy crap
00:49:18you spouting?
00:49:19Harland's the king
00:49:19of the world,
00:49:20a god of the pitch.
00:49:21You're just a janitor.
00:49:22You don't even have
00:49:23right to say his name.
00:49:24Sounds like you know
00:49:25Haran pretty well.
00:49:28I'm ranked 60th
00:49:30in the North American
00:49:31League scorers.
00:49:32Harland's my hero.
00:49:33Bet you can't even
00:49:34put any power
00:49:34behind a shot.
00:49:35You're going to wow us
00:49:36with a few keepy-uppies?
00:49:40Kid,
00:49:41you're looking at
00:49:41world-class keepy-uppies.
00:49:44You stinky janitor
00:49:46must have watched
00:49:46too many
00:49:47Shaolin soccer flicks.
00:49:49Get back to
00:49:49mopping floors.
00:49:50Don't mess up our pitch
00:49:52with those filthy
00:49:52work boots.
00:49:54Manhattan don't need
00:49:55some ball-jungling janitor.
00:49:57Scram for real players!
00:50:03Who are you
00:50:04telling to scram?
00:50:06Hold up.
00:50:08You say a 1-800-pound shot
00:50:10gets you a ticket in?
00:50:11Really?
00:50:26Hey!
00:50:27Check out the janitor
00:50:28in yellow overalls
00:50:29staring down
00:50:30a pro-grade force meter!
00:50:34Kid, quit the act.
00:50:35With that scrawny-eye-ass frame,
00:50:37you couldn't even
00:50:37trigger the sensor
00:50:38with a kick.
00:50:39If the rule's
00:50:401-800-pound to get in,
00:50:41I'm making a bet
00:50:42right here.
00:50:43Bet what?
00:50:44You're just some
00:50:44amateur trash.
00:50:45What you got
00:50:46to back that up?
00:50:48If I kick
00:50:49harder than you,
00:50:50you drop to your knees
00:50:51and lick up that drink
00:50:52you spit on the ground.
00:50:53Fuck you!
00:50:54I'm number 60
00:50:55on the North American
00:50:56League scorers.
00:50:58You ball-jungling janitor
00:50:59ever set foot
00:51:00on a pro field?
00:51:02Today, I'm going to show
00:51:03you what a real player
00:51:04looks like.
00:51:13Rank 60.
00:51:14Incredible.
00:51:151,000 or 40 pounds
00:51:16of striking force.
00:51:17That's elite.
00:51:18On par with top 10
00:51:20Ballon d'Or level players.
00:51:21See that?
00:51:22That's power.
00:51:23That kind of dominance?
00:51:25You janitor scum
00:51:26ain't got a shot at that.
00:51:27Not in 20 years.
00:51:28Don't know if your kick's
00:51:29strong, but your mouth
00:51:30sure is filthy.
00:51:33What are you doing?
00:51:34Taking a stroll
00:51:34in the penalty blocks?
00:51:49No way.
00:51:51No run-up.
00:51:52Three inches of leg swing.
00:51:54How do you kick
00:51:54with more power
00:51:55than Harmond?
00:51:56So, am I good to go now?
00:52:022,700 pounds?
00:52:04Even the top three
00:52:05in the whole Ballon d'Or
00:52:06never hit numbers like that.
00:52:08You're just a janitor.
00:52:10How is that possible?
00:52:12Three inches.
00:52:13Just three inches
00:52:14of leg swing.
00:52:16That's not human power.
00:52:18That's some freak
00:52:18of nature.
00:52:21My bro's barely
00:52:22at 30% strength.
00:52:23If he went full throttle,
00:52:25you junk heaps
00:52:26would be scrap metal
00:52:27by now.
00:52:28Honored, sir.
00:52:29Please.
00:52:41Is this the best trash
00:52:43America's got left?
00:52:44You clowns never trained
00:52:46a day in your lives?
00:53:02The 18th pro player
00:53:05down for the count.
00:53:07Leah Sander
00:53:07pulls off another
00:53:09hat trick massacre.
00:53:10This dude's lost it.
00:53:12How did Leander
00:53:13turn into this monster?
00:53:14He used to be
00:53:15just a dirty
00:53:16second-rate forward.
00:53:23Cold as death.
00:53:25Looks like he mastered
00:53:26the Satan-Devil technique
00:53:27and lost all humanity.
00:53:29Bro, this guy's vibe
00:53:30is straight-up undead.
00:53:32Like he kicked his way
00:53:33back from hell.
00:53:37Ross?
00:53:38I crawled out
00:53:39of the Devil's Island Swamp
00:53:40just to tear you apart
00:53:42on this damn field,
00:53:43king of football.
00:53:44God of the game
00:53:45in front of my
00:53:47Satanic devil power.
00:53:48They all get crushed.
00:53:50I'll pay back
00:53:50every wound you gave me
00:53:51a hundred times over.
00:54:00That all depends
00:54:01if you, redhead,
00:54:02can handle
00:54:03what I'm about
00:54:03to throw at you.
00:54:14This is the so-called
00:54:16American
00:54:17ballon d'or level?
00:54:19Who else is dumb enough
00:54:20to step into
00:54:21my damn penalty box?
00:54:24This lunatic's already
00:54:25wrecked 18 top strikers.
00:54:27This ain't soccer.
00:54:29It's a damn massacre.
00:54:31That header just now
00:54:33smashed the goalie's
00:54:35sternum in.
00:54:36This guy's a demon.
00:54:43Leesand,
00:54:44didn't expect you'd
00:54:45turn into a monster
00:54:46just to get revenge.
00:54:48If it means winning,
00:54:50I don't give a damn
00:54:51about being a monster.
00:54:53Victory's the only law
00:54:55in this world.
00:55:00When you become
00:55:01the king of the pitch,
00:55:03everyone else kneels
00:55:05and bows down to you.
00:55:07Bro, he's completely
00:55:09lost it.
00:55:10This guy's mind
00:55:10is totally twisted
00:55:11by the devil.
00:55:12To master headers,
00:55:13all his blood rushes
00:55:14to his head.
00:55:15This Satan's fiend technique
00:55:17is draining his life away.
00:55:18Harmon's got killer instincts,
00:55:19but going toe-to-toe
00:55:21with a lunaturk
00:55:21who sold his soul
00:55:22to Satan is a losing game.
00:55:24You bloated,
00:55:24ugly freak,
00:55:25you deserve to have
00:55:26your deke kick-kicked
00:55:27to bits by my master.
00:55:29I'm gonna smash your deke
00:55:30with my head,
00:55:31then break Ross's too.
00:55:34Your head
00:55:35probably ain't as tough
00:55:36as my dick.
00:55:48Bring it.
00:55:54Too slow at this speed.
00:55:58Even the towel guy
00:55:59on the bench
00:56:00couldn't catch it.
00:56:13The world's top dog,
00:56:15Harland,
00:56:15just got wrecked
00:56:17by a damn header!
00:56:18Bro,
00:56:19that guy's
00:56:20Satan Devil Strike
00:56:21comes from angles
00:56:22no normal player
00:56:23can read.
00:56:24Harland couldn't predict it.
00:56:26Satan Devil Strike.
00:56:27It reverses your blood flow.
00:56:29Every move burns
00:56:31your life away.
00:56:35Harland,
00:56:36the so-called
00:56:37king of football.
00:56:38You're nothing
00:56:39but dirt
00:56:40under my boots.
00:56:45Kickin' this dirty-ass ball?
00:56:47You ain't fit
00:56:47to call yourself
00:56:48a footballer!
00:56:49Ha ha ha ha!
00:56:51Only losers
00:56:53don't deserve
00:56:53to be athletes!
00:56:54Winner takes all!
00:56:56Ever heard of that
00:56:57king of football?
00:56:59Only Satan's power
00:57:00rules the field.
00:57:02Dumbasses like you
00:57:03can't even grasp
00:57:04the might
00:57:05of the demon
00:57:06God.
00:57:09Ross!
00:57:11Storm the box
00:57:12and claim
00:57:13your deathbed!
00:57:24Using demon
00:57:25God power
00:57:25to play
00:57:26and still
00:57:26call yourself
00:57:27an athlete?
00:57:31See that?
00:57:32That's how
00:57:33the world's
00:57:33top king falls!
00:57:36Ross,
00:57:37I'm gonna
00:57:38double the pain
00:57:39and shame
00:57:41you put on me
00:57:42in this
00:57:42king's showdown!
00:57:44That little
00:57:45phoenix wildcat
00:57:46ain't bad either.
00:57:47Bet she smells
00:57:48damn good
00:57:49in the locker room.
00:57:50Ha ha ha!
00:57:51Damn psycho!
00:57:58after I kill you
00:57:59I'll take my time
00:58:00with that wild girl.
00:58:05Harland!
00:58:06He's forcing
00:58:07that Satan
00:58:07devil strike!
00:58:08His breathing's
00:58:09all wrong!
00:58:09Feel the air
00:58:09shift, man!
00:58:11The ball
00:58:12isn't controlled
00:58:13with muscle.
00:58:14Remember this.
00:58:16The best dribblers
00:58:17don't watch
00:58:17the ball.
00:58:22The mind is
00:58:24emptiness.
00:58:25Emptiness
00:58:25is the mind.
00:58:30Hoo!
00:58:33Spiral smash
00:58:35shot!
00:58:39Ah!
00:58:45No way!
00:58:47You...
00:58:48How did you
00:58:48hit me?
00:59:01Forbibin' dark art,
00:59:03demon's head might!
00:59:05The power of blood!
00:59:07Above all else!
00:59:11Die, Harland!
00:59:13Yeah!
00:59:21World's top ball king?
00:59:24Just another loser
00:59:25under my boot.
00:59:27Now,
00:59:28your life fuels
00:59:29my sacred skill.
00:59:35Ah!
00:59:37No freakin' way!
00:59:39My header smash!
00:59:40How the hell
00:59:40did you block
00:59:41it with your foot?
00:59:44Power bought
00:59:44with blood?
00:59:46Like a crooked
00:59:47ref on the field?
00:59:48Its impact's
00:59:50always limited.
00:59:53Ah!
00:59:55My head!
00:59:57Satan,
00:59:58you ready
00:59:59to face
01:00:00God's wrath?
01:00:15That's my man!
01:00:16Throw this cancer
01:00:17a red card!
01:00:19Send him
01:00:19straight to hell!
01:00:22Master,
01:00:23so this is
01:00:24the raw power
01:00:25of the God's foot.
01:00:27Who the hell
01:00:27is this janitor?
01:00:28He just blocked
01:00:29the Satan headbutt
01:00:29that even Harland
01:00:30couldn't stop.
01:00:31Ha!
01:00:32Just dumb luck!
01:00:35Even a legend
01:00:36like Richard's
01:00:37on the way out!
01:00:38What does some
01:00:39toilet cleaner
01:00:40know about tactics?
01:00:43Ross!
01:00:44You crippled
01:00:45my legs,
01:00:46crushed my balls!
01:00:48Today,
01:00:48you pay in blood,
01:00:50no mercy!
01:00:51You should thank me
01:00:52for turning you
01:00:52into a cripple.
01:00:54That's the only reason
01:00:55you got to learn
01:00:56that dark art.
01:00:57I'm gonna bury you
01:00:58under this turf!
01:01:05Amateur moves
01:01:06like that
01:01:06don't fazy me.
01:01:08You're only
01:01:09hitting my ghost.
01:01:10Players blinded
01:01:11by hate
01:01:12can't see
01:01:12the real
01:01:13drop point.
01:01:14Shut up!
01:01:15Go to hell!
01:01:31Ross!
01:01:31Oh, Ross!
01:01:46I'm gonna kill you!
01:01:48I swear I'm gonna kill you!
01:01:55You're about to get
01:01:56a lifetime ban.
01:01:58One kick?
01:01:59Just one kick
01:02:00took down that
01:02:00bloodthirsty freak?
01:02:01That's the Satan
01:02:02devil's move
01:02:02even the world champ
01:02:03couldn't stop.
01:02:04We were just mocking
01:02:05a true king of the pitch.
01:02:06This fight's over.
01:02:07Ross takes the crown!
01:02:09The world champ
01:02:10is Ross!
01:02:12Oh,
01:02:12great ball god.
01:02:13Now that the dust settled
01:02:14what about taking me
01:02:15as your apprentice?
01:02:16Ahem.
01:02:18Since no one else
01:02:19steps up
01:02:19the title goes
01:02:20to this
01:02:21Ross.
01:02:22I'm
01:02:23somewhat pleased.
01:02:25Then I officially
01:02:26declare...
01:02:27Hold up.
01:02:29You're the world
01:02:30renowned Diego
01:02:31the so-called
01:02:32Hand of God.
01:02:35If I'm gonna be
01:02:36your disciple
01:02:36I wanna see
01:02:37just how untouchable
01:02:38that Hand of God
01:02:39really is.
01:02:40Is he nuts?
01:02:42Even if he beat
01:02:43Lisand
01:02:44who dares
01:02:45challenge the Hand of God
01:02:46one-on-one?
01:02:48Ahem.
01:02:49The ball god's power
01:02:50ain't for show.
01:02:52Kid,
01:02:53you're green.
01:02:54Don't rush greatness.
01:02:56Diego's legend
01:02:56runs deep.
01:02:57If he doesn't show
01:02:58some moves today
01:02:58how are my brothers
01:02:59joining him willingly?
01:03:01Fine then.
01:03:02I'll school you a bit.
01:03:02Watch close.
01:03:03This is the Hand of God's
01:03:04ultimate 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.
01:03:10Five strikes.
01:03:11Ha!
01:03:13Old man,
01:03:14you sure that hand
01:03:14ever got kissed by God?
01:03:16How about catching
01:03:17a taste of the
01:03:18foot 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
01:03:30Hollywood actor
01:03:30they hired.
01:03:31Bro,
01:03:32let's go back.
01:03:32No point wasting time
01:03:34on these clowns.
01:03:35Go tell whoever hired you
01:03:36I'm waiting for them
01:03:38Ross style.
01:03:46That smell
01:03:47reeks like some
01:03:48illegal weed.
01:04:08You actually poison me?
01:04:13as long as I hold
01:04:15your so-called ace
01:04:16I ain't scared of
01:04:17Ross walking off
01:04:18without a red card.
01:04:25Mr. Ross,
01:04:26your ball skills
01:04:27are straight up
01:04:28legendary.
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
01:04:42of 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 Size.
01:04:51Looks like your boss
01:04:52digs Chinese music.
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
01:05:16no matter how tough.
01:05:19You're done for now.
01:05:20Who sent you?
01:05:32Ross,
01:05:33as Diego's heir,
01:05:36seeing your senior
01:05:37uncle happy now?
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 god of the game
01:05:57disciple.
01:06:00Even poisoned,
01:06:01your mind is still
01:06:02intact.
01:06:04That's right.
01:06:05I was the one who
01:06:06arranged the fake
01:06:07soccer god, Diego.
01:06:08I was the one who
01:06:08gave Leah Satan's
01:06:09devil 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
01:06:20out for a tiny bit
01:06:21of 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
01:06:28hiding?
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 the
01:06:42MVP of the whole
01:06:43game, but what
01:06:43about 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
01:07:01card.
01:07:01Deal?
01:07:03Vincent!
01:07:04You touch her,
01:07:05I swear I'll kill you!
01:07:08First, I'm going to
01:07:09break 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
01:07:21duck.
01:07:22Didn't your master
01:07:23Diego ever teach you
01:07:24against a rigged
01:07:25ref,
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
01:07:40that debt
01:07:40on your ass
01:07:42with interest.
01:07:43All that
01:07:44instinct and
01:07:45sportsmanship
01:07:46Diego taught you
01:07:47is garbage
01:07:48in a real fight
01:07:49for survival.
01:07:50This world is
01:07:51about forcing
01:07:52your way through
01:07:52by any means
01:07:53necessary.
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
01:08:00anymore!
01:08:05Selina!
01:08:06Don't!
01:08:08Don't!
01:08:10Don't!
01:08:11Don't!
01:08:14Still want to be
01:08:15the MVP
01:08:16when you're
01:08:16about to bite
01:08:17the dust?
01:08:35I'm gonna wreck
01:08:36your whole damn
01:08:37career!
01:08:48Outcast of the pitch!
01:08:50Who gave you
01:08:51the balls
01:08:51to bench
01:08:52my protege?
01:08:53My captain!
01:08:53You finally
01:08:54show up!
01:08:55My Satan's fury
01:08:57is at its peak
01:08:58now.
01:08:58Your 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
01:09:24it fixing matches
01:09:25you'd own
01:09:26half the damn
01:09:26world by now.
01:09:28Vinincit,
01:09:28you were kicked
01:09:29off the national
01:09:30team for doping
01:09:31and now you've
01:09:32turned Sartu
01:09:32a monster
01:09:33stuffing your
01:09:34body with
01:09:34chemicals to
01:09:35chase that
01:09:35so-called
01:09:36Satan ball.
01:09:37You don't
01:09:37belong on a
01:09:38football pitch.
01:09:39I just want
01:09:40to win.
01:09:40What's my
01:09:40crime?
01:09:41Anyone willing
01:09:41to do anything
01:09:42to win has
01:09:43no place
01:09:43on a football
01:09:44pitch.
01:09:45Today,
01:09:46I'm kicking
01:09:47you out of
01:09:47this sport
01:09:47for good!
01:09:59Ross,
01:10:00watch closely.
01:10:01This is what
01:10:02playing's really
01:10:02about.
01:10:03Control the ball
01:10:04first,
01:10:04command the
01:10:05game with
01:10:05your feet.
01:10:06God's foot.
01:10:08Clearing the
01:10:09clouds,
01:10:10revealing the
01:10:11truth.
01:10:16Damn it.
01:10:17Cut the
01:10:18crap out!
01:10:19Pay up with
01:10:20your own
01:10:21damn legs.
01:10:22Or I'm
01:10:23sentencing every
01:10:24last one of them
01:10:25to death!
01:10:26Mom!
01:10:27Sister!
01:10:28Selina!
01:10:31Kid, get out
01:10:32with your master.
01:10:34Forget about us.
01:10:38bro, your skills
01:10:40ain't rusty.
01:10:41But in this world
01:10:42full of crooked
01:10:43refs, just
01:10:44playing ball
01:10:45ain't gonna cut it.
01:10:46Now, I'm ordering
01:10:47you, cripple
01:10:48yourself, or
01:10:49I'll have this
01:10:50lady's legs
01:10:50chopped off
01:10:51first.
01:10:53Peninsula,
01:10:55you really
01:10:56stooped that
01:10:57low, huh?
01:10:59You pushed me
01:11:01into this
01:11:01filthy mess!
01:11:12You're willing
01:11:13to die just
01:11:14to save
01:11:14someone?
01:11:15Ha!
01:11:16I'm gonna use
01:11:17death itself to
01:11:18punish your
01:11:18so-called
01:11:19loyalty.
01:11:22Boss,
01:11:23my clan's got
01:11:24this dark
01:11:25ritual.
01:11:26You paint a
01:11:27totem with
01:11:27fresh blood,
01:11:28force your
01:11:29whole damn
01:11:29body to wake
01:11:30up.
01:11:31But the price
01:11:32is...
01:11:35Touch my
01:11:36mother, and
01:11:37you're dead
01:11:38meat!
01:11:42From this
01:11:42second on, as
01:11:44long as I'm on
01:11:45this field, nobody's
01:11:47laying a finger on
01:11:48my family!
01:11:49Kid, you
01:11:51better watch
01:11:51your back.
01:11:52Get out of
01:11:53here, now!
01:11:54Bullshit.
01:11:55You think
01:11:56slapping a totem
01:11:57on it flips the
01:11:58script?
01:11:58Go fuck
01:11:59yourself.
01:12:08the god
01:12:09foot.
01:12:10Damn!
01:12:11No way!
01:12:12My damn
01:12:13magic's
01:12:14peaked!
01:12:14How the hell
01:12:15did you just
01:12:16blast me back?
01:12:20You actually
01:12:21cracked the god
01:12:22deer of soccer
01:12:23when you were
01:12:23backed into a
01:12:24corner?
01:12:24Ross!
01:12:25Ross!
01:12:26You make one
01:12:26move and I'll
01:12:27gut this old
01:12:27bastard right
01:12:28through the
01:12:29throat!
01:12:31Cripple your
01:12:31own legs!
01:12:33Immediately!
01:12:35Otherwise, you
01:12:36better start
01:12:36prepping your
01:12:37mama's funeral!
01:12:42Lysander, get
01:12:43your knife off
01:12:44my mom's neck
01:12:44now!
01:12:45Step aside.
01:12:46Ross, that
01:12:47god's foot move
01:12:48you just throw?
01:12:48Thought you were
01:12:49hot shit, huh?
01:12:49Now I want you
01:12:51on your knees
01:12:51wallowing in the
01:12:52dirt like a
01:12:53beaten muck
01:12:53begging me for
01:12:54mercy!
01:12:55So what if you
01:12:56cracked the god
01:12:57zone?
01:12:57In this game, you're
01:12:58already chained to
01:12:59your damn family.
01:13:01Feelings are your
01:13:01biggest damn
01:13:02weakness.
01:13:03Cripple yourself and
01:13:04kneel down!
01:13:05I'm running out of
01:13:06patience!
01:13:06You cropple my
01:13:08legs, then you
01:13:10let them walk
01:13:10free?
01:13:11You're not even
01:13:12qualified to talk
01:13:13terms with me.
01:13:16Ken!
01:13:17Don't wrap
01:13:18yourself over
01:13:19me!
01:13:21Mom, don't
01:13:22freak out.
01:13:23Even if I quit
01:13:24football, I swear
01:13:25I'll get you
01:13:25home.
01:13:26Seeing you play
01:13:27again in this
01:13:27life?
01:13:28That's god's
01:13:29biggest damn
01:13:30gift.
01:13:31You're meant to
01:13:32be a legend on
01:13:32that field.
01:13:33I won't let
01:13:34myself be your
01:13:35chain.
01:13:36Mom!
01:13:36What are you
01:13:37doing?
01:13:38Kid, go be the
01:13:40real king of the
01:13:41game.
01:13:42Never look
01:13:43back.
01:13:44No!
01:13:45You crazy
01:13:46bitch!
01:13:47Mom!
01:14:02Get your
01:14:03mom out of
01:14:05here.
01:14:05I owe you to
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
01:14:13away!
01:14:19Retreat!
01:14:20Move!
01:14:20That bastard's
01:14:21awakened the
01:14:22domain of God!
01:14:23His mother's
01:14:23gone!
01:14:24His only
01:14:24weakness is
01:14:25gone!
01:14:26If we stay
01:14:26here, he'll
01:14:27kick every last
01:14:28one of us into
01:14:29to the grave!
01:14:34Anyone who lays a
01:14:36hand on my folks
01:14:38dies.
01:14:52I actually lost
01:14:54to Diego's damn
01:14:56apprentice.
01:14:56I am apprentice.
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.
01:15:09Can you call me
01:15:09dad?
01:15:18dad.
01:15:19Dad.
01:15:21Dad.
01:15:32My father's
01:15:33gone back to the
01:15:33island.
01:15:34Before he left,
01:15:35he told me to stay
01:15:36with you for the rest
01:15:36of the season as
01:15:37your full-time
01:15:38assistant coach.
01:15:40Fine.
01:15:42We go home.
01:15:44Together.