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Foot of God EP engsub fullepisode🔺 Twisted Fate
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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 twenty 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 Khan.
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.
00:01:54Caroline, 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.
00:02:30No!
00:02:31No!
00:02:39No!
00:02:42No!
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.
00:03:11Where'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.
00:03:36Tossing him out was the only way to save this club's reputation.
00:03:39Is reputation all you care about?
00:03:42What? To the point where you'll even throw away your own flesh and blood?
00:03:46If 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.
00:03:59She's injured. Some janitor brought her back here.
00:04:07I appreciate you helping my daughter.
00:04:11Name your price.
00:04:12A janitor like you must be desperate for cash.
00:04:15No, thanks.
00:04:26What'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.
00:04:47Mr. 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!
00:05:10That's our son!
00:05:20This ring, you'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.
00:06:08She 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.
00:06:44Not 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!
00:06:54Understood?
00:06:54Don't!
00:07:03Don't!
00:07:09Luca's insane!
00:07:11Did you see the speed of that shot?
00:07:13A regular keeper would break bones just trying to stop it.
00:07:20Hey, janitor!
00:07:22Have you ever seen a shot that fast?
00:07:26No.
00:07:26Never in my life.
00:07:29A mop jumpy like you probably 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 is that impressive.
00:07:53Perhaps I should give it a try.
00:07:57Okay.
00:08:26Ross,
00:08:27I 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.
00:08:46He 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,
00:09:03can 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.
00:09:08That shot is probably over 300 kilometers per hour.
00:09:11If this soccer god joins us,
00:09:13Iron 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!
00:09:23Even 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.
00:09:35My little boy.
00:09:35Ma'am, why are you crying?
00:09:43The truth is,
00:09:46I am your...
00:09:58Phoenix Club bastards!
00:10:00You dare mess with my men at the docks?
00:10:03Today, I'm gonna make you pay in blood!
00:10:11Mrs. Michelle,
00:10:13you were about to tell me some truth.
00:10:15The Iron Eagle Club is toxic on and off the field.
00:10:17They don't aim for him for the ball.
00:10:19They aim for the player.
00:10:21My Ross has a disability.
00:10:23If he got dragged into this mess,
00:10:24he wouldn't stand a chance.
00:10:26Ross!
00:10:26Ross, listen up.
00:10:28These guys are recklessly dangerous.
00:10:30You don't stand a chance,
00:10:31and this isn't your fight.
00:10:33Get out of here.
00:10:34Quickly!
00:10:37Gerd surely seems like an annoying,
00:10:40power-hungry jerk,
00:10:41but Mrs. Michelle treated me like family.
00:10:43I won't let those hooligans touch a hair on her head.
00:10:56Damn it, Ross!
00:10:57Why are you still here?
00:10:59This is no place for someone like you.
00:11:02The janitor again.
00:11:04What can you do besides cleaning toilets?
00:11:06The only thing you can do with footballs
00:11:08is clean them.
00:11:09Get lost.
00:11:22Leave!
00:11:23Nobody here walks out today.
00:11:25I'm going to destroy every last one of you!
00:11:30Harrison, how dare you and your men
00:11:31set foot on my turf?
00:11:34Heard you got two national team slots?
00:11:36Hand them over,
00:11:37or I'll make sure every one of you
00:11:39is done for the season.
00:11:44This is daylight robbery, Harrison.
00:11:47Does the term sportsmanship
00:11:48have no meaning to you?
00:11:53Sportmanship?
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,
00:12:10Phoenix Club
00:12:12gets wiped off
00:12:13the American soccer map!
00:12:23Hey, losers!
00:12:24Is there anyone here
00:12:26who dares to face
00:12:27my iron leg kick?
00:12:29Lissander'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 ha ha ha ha ha!
00:12:36A bunch of spineless bench warmers!
00:12:39If you can't take the heat,
00:12:40get off the pitch!
00:12:42Get off the pitch!
00:12:42Get off the pitch!
00:12:45Get off the pitch!
00:12:47Fuck you!
00:12:48Even if it breaks my leg,
00:12:49I'll defend this club's honor!
00:13:10You're center of gravity's all over the place,
00:13:12your rhythm's shot,
00:13:13every kick's throwing the game away.
00:13:15Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!
00:13:16Hey,
00:13:17janitor!
00:13:18You think watching two World Cup games
00:13:20makes you a football expert?
00:13:21Who the hell do you think you are?
00:13:23Barking orders here!
00:13:24Shut it,
00:13:25trash man!
00:13:26No damn janitor can come in here
00:13:27judging 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,
00:13:37sweetheart.
00:13:55Luka,
00:13:55that bastard's got an old injury on his right ankle!
00:13:59Forget the ball!
00:14:00Go straight for his Achilles!
00:14:01He won't hold up!
00:14:03Got it!
00:14:04Not bad.
00:14:06Pinpointing your opponent's weak spot,
00:14:08that's pro-level shit.
00:14:09These idiots.
00:14:10This 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,
00:14:18every three steps mopping the floor.
00:14:20If I don't break to catch my breath,
00:14:22this leg just quits on me.
00:14:24Shut it,
00:14:24boy!
00:14:24You're useless here.
00:14:26You haven't set foot onto the field,
00:14:28and 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,
00:14:41Lee Sands needs to catch his breath.
00:14:42That's his weakness.
00:14:47Even my father,
00:14:49the legendary coach,
00:14:50never noticed a flaw like that.
00:14:52But Ross did.
00:14:53Is he really just a janitor?
00:15:03Luka!
00:15:04Lower your stance!
00:15:06Take 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.
00:15:27My 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.
00:15:42You 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.
00:16:03Scum like this?
00:16:04In our Iron Eagles,
00:16:05they're only good for wiping mud off my shoes.
00:16:08Huh.
00:16:10What the heck?
00:16:11My left knee is going soft all of a sudden.
00:16:14Lately,
00:16:15every three steps mopping the floor.
00:16:17If I don't break to catch my breath,
00:16:19this leg just quits on me.
00:16:21John!
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!
00:16:28Meteor talent.
00:16:29But at least they can't fool me.
00:16:37Get the hell off my field!
00:16:46Get the hell off my field!
00:17:10He actually called it?
00:17:12How does a janitor see through a pro's flaws?
00:17:15Harrison,
00:17:16game's over.
00:17:17Take your coffin and leave the way you came.
00:17:19Get off Phoenix turf.
00:17:21Over?
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!
00:17:40What can a seasoned vet get from bullying rookies?
00:17:42Pathetic!
00:17:43Aren't you afraid of becoming football's laughing stock?
00:17:46Laugh?
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,
00:18:23are 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 and you, trash picker, have no right to speak!
00:18:39Enough!
00:18:39All of you, be quiet!
00:19:03Gerd, you're soft as hell!
00:19:05Take 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!
00:19:24Your father couldn't even take the shot!
00:19:26Get out of there!
00:19:28Mom,
00:19:29I'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,
00:19:47you're as lowly as a water boy.
00:19:50Dad,
00:19:51this girl is the jewel of Phoenix.
00:19:53When you're done breaking her,
00:19:55don'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,
00:20:16I 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,
00:20:49what 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!
00:21:08Welcome to the spider's web,
00:21:10benchwarmer!
00:21:11Motherly love is useless on the pitch!
00:21:28Mrs. Michelle!
00:21:32This is what you get for crossing the Iron Eagles!
00:21:35In New York,
00:21:36we rule alone!
00:21:39We rule alone!
00:21:42We rule alone!
00:21:48This was the only clue left with me as a baby.
00:21:56Ken,
00:21:57she is my mother.
00:22:03Sorry, kid.
00:22:06Go to hell, Mommy, dearest!
00:22:08And drop the Mother Act on your way out!
00:22:30Mom, 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!
00:23:08Your family is out for the count!
00:23:10Is a janitor all you have left?
00:23:12Ross, get out!
00:23:14Mom waited 20 years!
00:23:16Because I can't bear to see you get ripped apart by these loontics!
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!
00:23:31Ha ha ha ha ha ha!
00:23:32Oh, I'm not playing for you!
00:23:34Today, I fight only for my mother and sister!
00:23:38Ha ha ha ha ha ha!
00:23:40I heard you got a crippled son!
00:23:42I 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!
00:24:12Harrison'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.
00:24:31You 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.
00:24:41Rot in hell.
00:24:42I'm sure they have floors to clean for you there, too.
00:25:02Trash belongs in the damn dumpster.
00:25:11Hey, kid.
00:25:12Let me show you what a real player can do.
00:25:41Let me show you what a real player can do.
00:25:48My ribs.
00:25:52No!
00:25:53No way!
00:25:54That's the crippled loser!
00:25:55It can't be!
00:25:57He 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.
00:26:04Was the doctor wrong about his legs?
00:26:05That night at the docks, the shadow that saved me.
00:26:08It was him.
00:26:13So this is the kind of muscle you bring as a pro player?
00:26:19You...
00:26:19Don'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.
00:26:38Rick, let 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, kill 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.
00:27:31He's the mob's executioner.
00:27:33He'll kill, shoot you dead!
00:27:35Kid, run!
00:27:39Soccer skills mean nothing against the barrel of the Mafia.
00:27:43Ha-ha!
00:27:44Janitor!
00:27:46Hear 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.
00:28:10Kid, the wrath that's heading your way will make your sockos 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.
00:28:30Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha!
00:28:36Ain't 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.
00:28:45Maybe 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 weapons.
00:28:59No matter how good you are, players fear the mob.
00:29:02This ain't even the same league!
00:29:19Soccer, you 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?
00:29:57Soccer'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?
00:30:21Could it be I've been dead wrong about the sun I threw away?
00:30:24Boss!
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, you better believe the whole damn American mob's coming for your family's neck!
00:30:34You 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.
00:30:41If 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.
00:31:05Defective.
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 kid of a kid?
00:31:20Don't listen to their lies, kid!
00:31:22Harrison, shut your mouth!
00:31:24Our 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.
00:31:40Ross, 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.
00:31:54Right.
00:31:55Since 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?
00:32:16Being 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.
00:32:52I'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?
00:33:15Ross, if you're hell-pent on dying, I'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!
00:33:37That 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, Harriton?
00:33:52Harriton?
00:33:54The guy who steamrolled the World Cup?
00:33:56Scoring over 100 goals solo?
00:34:00The World King?
00:34:03Rumor has it he played Black Ball on Devil's Island, took on an entire team alone?
00:34:08The King of Cesar's been bought by the Iron Eagles?
00:34:10This isn't even the same league!
00:34:13Ross, grab your mom and sister and run!
00:34:15That's an opponent you can't beat!
00:34:17No way!
00:34:22Harland, that name drags up some memories.
00:34:50Yeah, it's just a piece of what we McMahay
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.
00:35:26You'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?
00:35:39You 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, when the great Harlan defeats you, I'll make a specimen out of your bones.
00:36:03After 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.
00:36:11I'll throw in extra cash.
00:36:12Sir, the king of football.
00:36:15It'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 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.
00:36:32Shut up, you piece of trash.
00:36:41Master, I've come to pay my respects.
00:36:44I accept whatever punishment you decide.
00:36:57Harland, 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.
00:37:10Mr. Harden, you're the top scorer worldwide.
00:37:12Every big shot bows to you.
00:37:14How are you guiling to some janitor?
00:37:16King of the pitch, you got the wrong guy.
00:37:19Ross is just a damn toilet cleaner.
00:37:21How could he be your master?
00:37:26I'm out!
00:37:28Harland, been a while.
00:37:31Your 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.
00:37:54Harland, I 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.
00:38:08Listen 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!
00:38:15Send them all straight to hell!
00:38:20This shot, I'm sending you straight to God!
00:38:30Hold up, the final whistle ain't blown yet.
00:38:41Ross!
00:38:42Oh mighty ball god, please make Heron 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.
00:38:54You'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 spasmic 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!
00:39:19Lifetime ban.
00:39:20Ball snip penalty.
00:39:30Mercy!
00:39:31We quit!
00:39:32Please stop kicking!
00:39:37Harland, toss these three.
00:39:39Three trash bags into Devil's Island prison.
00:39:41Let them rot there for life.
00:39:48Ross!
00:39:49I want you in debt!
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?
00:40:15Oh, 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.
00:40:44I 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, that's because...
00:41:01You want to ride my name to buy your World Cup ticket?
00:41:04You don't deserve it.
00:41:07I, 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!
00:42:11You'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.
00:42:25Football 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.
00:42:49Emptiness is the mind.
00:42:51Nothing is the mind.
00:42:52Master's football falafi is straight up next level!
00:42:57Wow, the curve of his back.
00:43:00It'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, you'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, I, uh...
00:43:25Master 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!
00:43:37What now?
00:43:40I 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!
00:43:57Drag his whole family to hell!
00:44:00With those busted-ass legs of yours,
00:44:03forget 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.
00:44:20The bastard stole my crown back then!
00:44:23Wanna get revenge in the danger zone?
00:44:26I'll do whatever it takes
00:44:27to drag him down to hell!
00:44:34This is the forbidden dark art, Satan's technique.
00:44:37Since your legs are gone,
00:44:39use your skull to shatter this false world.
00:44:43To master this forbidden art,
00:44:46destroy your leg murderians
00:44:47and concentrate all strength into your head?
00:44:49Ha, Ross!
00:44:50I'm coming to end your career!
00:44:52Diego,
00:44:53since you pinned the future of the game on Ross,
00:44:56I'll nail your only heir to the pillar of shame
00:44:59with my own hands.
00:45:03Ross,
00:45:04your old man,
00:45:06locked himself in the prayer room
00:45:08begging God to forgive him
00:45:09for tossing you aside
00:45:10like some defective product.
00:45:12A coach who only cares about
00:45:13transfer fees and wins?
00:45:15You really think he's got a soul left to repent?
00:45:18Boss,
00:45:19it's chaos out there.
00:45:20Every screen in New York is broadcasting live.
00:45:22Diego,
00:45:23the god of the game,
00:45:24is back.
00:45:25He disappeared 20 years ago
00:45:26and now he's announced a global tryout
00:45:28for the next king of football.
00:45:29No way.
00:45:31Master's been ghosting
00:45:32on that deserted island for two decades.
00:45:34He ain't gonna throw some flashy tryout
00:45:36in 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
00:45:40to pull some fake-ass soccer show?
00:45:41Tap clubs worldwide are losing their minds.
00:45:43All rushing to the New York Met Stadium
00:45:44to witness what they're calling
00:45:45the Hand of God Miracle.
00:45:46This ain't no tryout.
00:45:48They're baiting me,
00:45:49setting 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 king 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
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 accidental 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 their defense
00:46:24like a hawk.
00:46:26Let's roll.
00:46:28Time to meet
00:46:29this so-called god of the game.
00:46:33Bro,
00:46:34the thunder in New York's
00:46:35louder than on the island.
00:46:37I'm scared.
00:46:39Mind if I crash
00:46:40in your room tonight?
00:46:41When you were chasing sharks
00:46:42around the island,
00:46:43I 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
00:46:49with 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.
00:47:01Ross,
00:47:01I'm a damn golden boot babe
00:47:02and you're crashing
00:47:03on the floor
00:47:04like some scrub on defense?
00:47:06What,
00:47:06your balls are out
00:47:07for the season or something?
00:47:08Shut it.
00:47:09Enough ball talk.
00:47:10It's off-season.
00:47:16Bro,
00:47:16I wish I could crash in
00:47:17with you all the time.
00:47:21Selena?
00:47:22You trying to fake a dive
00:47:24for a penalty or what?
00:47:26I said I was running
00:47:27a tight man-macking drill
00:47:28in my dreams.
00:47:29You buying that?
00:47:34Bro,
00:47:36I...
00:47:38Faster!
00:47:38I got him!
00:47:39That fake Diego imposter
00:47:41is right at...
00:47:43Harland!
00:47:44Don't you know
00:47:44you gotta blow the whistle
00:47:45before you storm the field?
00:47:47Uh,
00:47:48did I just misread the play
00:47:50and block your killer shot?
00:47:51Carry on,
00:47:52I saw nothing.
00:47:53Get your ass back here.
00:47:57Master,
00:47:57I went all night digging.
00:47:59That imposter
00:48:00claiming to be the soccer god
00:48:01is parading around
00:48:01Metropolis Stadium,
00:48:03recruiting 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
00:48:12putting on this
00:48:12king of football tryout.
00:48:14What 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 gilliotin's
00:48:19set up just 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
00:48:27right there.
00:48:30When the road narrows,
00:48:32the 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, Master.
00:48:42I'm gonna 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
00:48:55king of king of football
00:48:55tryouts.
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
00:49:03titanium goalpost tester
00:49:04with over 1,800 pounds
00:49:05of force.
00:49:05Otherwise,
00:49:06get back to work.
00:49:07My sponsor's Harland.
00:49:17Kid,
00:49:17what crazy crap
00:49:18you spouting?
00:49:19Harland's the king
00:49:20of the world,
00:49:20a god of the pitch.
00:49:22You're just a janitor.
00:49:23You don't even have
00:49:23right to say his name.
00:49:24Sounds like you know
00:49:25Harland 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.
00:49:36You're gonna wow us
00:49:36with a few keepy-uppies?
00:49:41Kid,
00:49:41you're looking at
00:49:42world-class keepy-uppies.
00:49:44You stinky janitor
00:49:46must have watched
00:49:47too many
00:49:47Shaolin soccer flicks.
00:49:49Get back to
00:49:49mopping floors.
00:49:51Don't mess up our pitch
00:49:52with those filthy
00:49:53work boots.
00:49:54Manhattan don't need
00:49:55some ball-jungling janitor.
00:49:57Scram for real players!
00:50:03Who are you telling
00:50:04to scram?
00:50:07Hold 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 trigger
00:50:38the sensor with 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
00:50:45amateur trash.
00:50:46What you got to
00:50:46back that up?
00:50:48If I kick harder
00:50:49than 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
00:50:57League scorers!
00:50:58You ball-jungling janitor
00:51:00ever set foot
00:51:01on a pro field?
00:51:02Today, I'm gonna show you
00:51:04what a real player
00:51:05looks like!
00:51:13Rank 60.
00:51:14Incredible.
00:51:151,000 or 40 pounds
00:51:17of striking force.
00:51:18That's elite.
00:51:19On par with top 10
00:51:20Ballon d'Or level players.
00:51:21See that?
00:51:22That's power.
00:51:24That 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
00:51:35in 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 than 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
00:52:15of leg swing.
00:52:17That's not human power.
00:52:18That's some freak of nature!
00:52:21My bro's barely
00:52:22at 30% strength.
00:52:24If he went full throttle,
00:52:25you junk heaps
00:52:26would be scrap metal by now.
00:52:28Honored sir!
00:52:29Please!
00:52:42Is this the best trash
00:52:43America's got left?
00:52:45You clowns
00:52:46never trained
00:52:46a day in your lives?
00:53:03The 18th pro player
00:53:05down for the count!
00:53:07Leah Sander
00:53:08pulls off another
00:53:09hat-trick massacre!
00:53:11This dude's lost it.
00:53:12How did Leander
00:53:13turn into this monster?
00:53:14He used to be just
00:53:15a dirty second-rate forward!
00:53:17Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!
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, I crawled out of
00:53:39the 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!
00:53:46In 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
00:53:52a hundred times over!
00:54:00That all depends
00:54:01if you, redhead,
00:54:03can handle
00:54:03what I'm about
00:54:04to throw at you.
00:54:13Ha ha!
00:54:14This is the so-called
00:54:16American
00:54:17balloon door level?
00:54:19Who else is dumb enough
00:54:20to step into
00:54:21my damn penalty box?
00:54:24This lunatic's
00:54:25already wrecked
00:54:2618 top strikers!
00:54:27This ain't soccer!
00:54:29It's a damn massacre!
00:54:31That header just now
00:54:34smashed the goalie's
00:54:35sternum in.
00:54:36This guy's a demon!
00:54:43Lee Sand,
00:54:44didn't expect you'd
00:54:46turn into a monster
00:54:47just to get revenge.
00:54:49If it means winning,
00:54:50I don't give a damn
00:54:52about being a monster!
00:54:54Victory's the only law
00:54:55in this world!
00:55:00When you become
00:55:01the king
00:55:02of the pitch,
00:55:03everyone else
00:55:04kneels
00:55:05and bows down
00:55:06to you!
00:55:08Bro,
00:55:08he's completely
00:55:09lost it.
00:55:10This guy's mind
00:55:11is totally twisted
00:55:11by the devil.
00:55:12To master headers,
00:55:13all his blood
00:55:14rushes to his head.
00:55:15This Satan's fiend
00:55:16technique is draining
00:55:17his life away.
00:55:18Harmon's got killer
00:55:19instincts,
00:55:20but going toe-to-toe
00:55:21with a lunaturk
00:55:22who sold his soul
00:55:22to Satan
00:55:23is a losing game.
00:55:24You bloated,
00:55:25ugly freak!
00:55:25You deserve to have
00:55:26your deke kick
00:55:27kicked to bits
00:55:28by my master!
00:55:29I'm gonna smash
00:55:30your deke with 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.
00:55:39Die!
00:55:43Die!
00:55:45Die!
00:55:45Die!
00:55:45Die!
00:55:47Die!
00:55:47Die!
00:55:47Die!
00:55:47Die!
00:55:48Die!
00:55:50Die!
00:55:50Die!
00:55:54Die!
00:55:55Die!
00:55:55Too slow
00:55:55at 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
00:56:24can read.
00:56:24Harland
00:56:25couldn't predict it.
00:56:26Satan Devil Strike.
00:56:28It reverses your blood flow.
00:56:30Every move
00:56:31burns
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.
00:56:45Kicking this dirty
00:56:46ass ball?
00:56:47You ain't fit
00:56:48to call yourself
00:56:48a footballer!
00:56:50Ha ha ha ha!
00:56:52Only losers
00:56:53don't deserve
00:56:53to be athletes!
00:56:55Winner takes all!
00:56:56Ever heard of that, King of Football?
00:56:59Only Satan's power rules the field.
00:57:02Dumbasses like you can't even grasp the might of the Demon God.
00:57:09Ross!
00:57:11Storm the box and claim your deathbed!
00:57:24Using Demon God power to play, and still call yourself an athlete?
00:57:32See 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.
00:57:44That little Phoenix Wildcat ain't bad either.
00:57:47Bet 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!
00:58:12The 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.
00:58:34Spiral smash shot!
00:58:45No way! You... How did you hit me?!
00:58:50No way! You... How did you hit me?!
00:59:05Fight! The power of blood!
00:59:08Above all else...
00:59:12Die, Harland!
00:59:22The world'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.
00:59:54Aaaaahhh! My head!
00:59:57Aaaaaahhhh! My head!
00:59:58Satan... You ready to face God's wrath?
01:00:15that's my man throw this cancer a red card send him straight to hell master so this is the raw
01:00:25power of the god's foot who the hell is this janitor he just blocked the satan headbutt that
01:00:30even harlan couldn't stop ha just dumb luck even a legend like richards on the way out
01:00:38what does some toilet cleaner know about tactics
01:00:43rocks you crippled my legs crushed my balls today you pay in blood no mercy you should thank me for
01:00:52turning you into a cripple that's the only reason you got to learn that dark art i'm gonna bury you
01:00:58under this turf amateur moves like that don't faze me you're only hitting my ghost players blinded by
01:01:12hate can't see the real drop point shut up go to hell
01:01:27oh
01:01:44Ah, 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? Just one kick took down that bloodthirsty freak?
01:02:01That's the Satan Devil's move. Even the world champ couldn't stop.
01:02:04We were just mocking a true king of the pitch.
01:02:06This fight's over. Ross takes the crown.
01:02:09The world champ is Ross!
01:02:12Oh, great ball god. Now that the dust settled, what about taking me as your apprentice?
01:02:17Ahem. Since no one else steps up, the 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, the so-called Hand of God?
01:02:35If I'm gonna be your disciple, I wanna see just how untouchable that Hand of God really is.
01:02:40Is he nuts?
01:02:42Even if he beat Lee Sand, who dares challenge the Hand of God one-on-one?
01:02:48Ahem.
01:02:49The ball god's power ain't for show.
01:02:52Kid, you're green. Don't rush greatness.
01:02:56Diego's legend runs deep. If he doesn't show some moves today, how are my brothers joining him willingly?
01:03:01Fine, then. I'll school you a bit. Watch close. This is the Hand of God's ultimate secret. Seamless dribbling.
01:03:06Breath deep. Grip the world. Absorb. Deflect. Unleash. Lightning. Five strikes. Ha!
01:03:13Old man, you sure that hand ever got kissed by God? How about catching a taste of the foot of
01:03:19God instead?
01:03:22Don't kick! Mercy! I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. I'm not the ball god. I'm just the damn Hollywood actor they
01:03:31hired.
01:03:31Bro, let's go back. No point wasting time on these clowns.
01:03:35Go tell whoever hired you. I'm waiting for them, Ross-style.
01:03:46That smell reeks like some illegal weed.
01:04:09You actually poisoned me?
01:04:13As long as I hold your so-called ace, I ain't scared of Ross walking off without a red card.
01:04:25Mr. Ross, your ball skills are straight-up legendary. The whole team wants to learn from you.
01:04:33Master, just remember Diego once mentioned a zero-angle curve that can shut down Lee San's dirty headers.
01:04:39Mr. Ross, I heard you're the new king of football.
01:04:43The organizers asked me to bring you this special drink for the champion.
01:04:47Tell your boss thanks for me.
01:04:48Boss picked this tune for you, Ambush from Ten Psy.
01:04:51Looks like your boss digs Chinese music.
01:05:03How's that special drink taste?
01:05:07Time's ticking.
01:05:09The poison's about to bench you for 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.
01:05:33As Diego's heir, seeing your senior uncle happy now?
01:05:48This king of the ball showdown in New York?
01:05:52You schemed this?
01:05:54No surprise.
01:05:56Diego's god of the game disciple.
01:05:59Even poisoned, your mind is still intact.
01:06:04That's right.
01:06:05I was the one who arranged the fake soccer god, Diego.
01:06:08I was the one who gave Lee as Satan's devil technique.
01:06:10Everything that happened on that field today was my plan.
01:06:13Who the hell are you?
01:06:15Why are you targeting me and my master?
01:06:17Who am I?
01:06:18I'm Diego's teammate.
01:06:19The committee kicked me out for a tiny bit of juice.
01:06:22Your master stole my soccer god glory.
01:06:24I'm sworn enemy to that bastard for life.
01:06:26Spill it.
01:06:27Where the hell is that old man hiding?
01:06:30Even if you kill me right now, I won't say a word.
01:06:40Tough talk.
01:06:41You want to be the MVP of the whole game, but what about her?
01:06:47Selena!
01:06:49Senior brother, don't bother with me.
01:06:53Just run.
01:06:56Whoever tells me where Diego's at, I'll hand over a get-out-of-jail-free card.
01:07:02Deal?
01:07:03Vincent!
01:07:04You touch her, I swear I'll kill you!
01:07:08First, I'm gonna break her.
01:07:10Then you can try to kill me.
01:07:13Go to hell!
01:07:18You're poisoned already.
01:07:19In my eyes, you're just a sitting duck.
01:07:22Didn't your master Diego ever teach you, against a rigged ref, skills don't mean jack shit?
01:07:30Diego crushed my starting spot.
01:07:33Kicked me off the national team.
01:07:37Today, I'm cashing in that debt on your ass with interest.
01:07:44All that instinct and sportsmanship Diego taught you is garbage in a real fight for survival.
01:07:50This world is about forcing your way through by any means necessary.
01:07:54Please!
01:07:55Spare my brother!
01:07:56I'll tell you my dad's secret pitch location!
01:08:00Just don't kick anymore!
01:08:05Selena!
01:08:07Don't!
01:08:08Don't!
01:08:14Still wanna be the MVP when you're about to bite the dust?
01:08:35I'm gonna wreck your whole damn career!
01:08:48Outcast of the pitch!
01:08:50Who gave you the balls to bench my protege?
01:08:53My captain!
01:08:54You finally show up!
01:08:56My Satan's fury is at its peak now.
01:08:59Your outdated coaching crap should have been tossed in the trash ages ago.
01:09:16My old captain.
01:09:18Still got a hell of a kick in those legs.
01:09:20That little hand of god trick of yours.
01:09:23If you'd used it fixing matches, you'd own half the damn world by now.
01:09:28Vinicent, you were kicked off the national team for doping.
01:09:31And now you've turned star to a monster,
01:09:33stuffing your body with chemicals to chase that so-called Satan ball.
01:09:37You don't belong on a football pitch.
01:09:39I just wanna win.
01:09:40What's my crime?
01:09:41Anyone willing to do anything to win has no place on a football pitch.
01:09:45Today, I'm kicking you out of this sport for good!
01:09:59Ross, watch closely.
01:10:01This is what playing's really about.
01:10:03Control the ball first.
01:10:04Command the game with your feet.
01:10:07God's foot.
01:10:09Clearing the clouds.
01:10:10Revealing the truth.
01:10:16Dammit.
01:10:17Cut the crap out!
01:10:19Pay up with your own damn legs.
01:10:22Or I'm sentencing every last one of them to death.
01:10:26Mom!
01:10:27Sister!
01:10:28Selina!
01:10:30Kid.
01:10:32Get out, you master.
01:10:34Forget about us.
01:10:38Bro, your skills ain't rusty.
01:10:41But in this world full of crooked refs,
01:10:44just playing ball ain't been cut.
01:10:45Now, I'm ordering you.
01:10:48Cripple yourself,
01:10:49or I'll have this lady's legs chopped off first.
01:10:53Peninsular.
01:10:55You really stooped that low, huh?
01:11:00You pushed me into this filthy mess!
01:11:12You're willing to die just to save someone?
01:11:16I'm gonna use death itself to punish your so-called loyalty.
01:11:23Boss, my clan's got this dark ritual.
01:11:26You paint a totem with fresh blood,
01:11:28force your whole damn body to wake up.
01:11:31But the price is...
01:11:36Touch my mother!
01:11:37And you're dead meat!
01:11:42From this second on,
01:11:44as long as I'm on this field,
01:11:46nobody's laying a finger on my family!
01:11:49Kid,
01:11:50you better watch your back.
01:11:52Get out of here, now!
01:11:55Bullshit.
01:11:56You think slapping a totem on it flips the script?
01:11:59Go fuck yourself.
01:12:09The god foot.
01:12:10Damn!
01:12:11No way!
01:12:13My damn magic's peaked!
01:12:15How the hell did you just blast me back?
01:12:20You actually cracked the god deer of soccer
01:12:23when you were backed into a corner?
01:12:25Ross!
01:12:26You make one move,
01:12:27and I'll gut this old bastard right through the throat!
01:12:31Cripple your own legs!
01:12:33Immediately!
01:12:35Otherwise,
01:12:36you better start prepping your mama's funeral!
01:12:38Ha ha ha!
01:12:41Lysander,
01:12:43get your knife off my mom's neck now!
01:12:45Step aside?
01:12:46Ross, that god's foot move you just throw?
01:12:48Thought you were hot shit, huh?
01:12:50Now I want you on your knees,
01:12:52wallowing in the dirt like a beaten muck,
01:12:54begging me for mercy!
01:12:55Ha ha ha!
01:12:55So what if you cracked the god zone?
01:12:58In this game,
01:12:58you're already chained to your damn family.
01:13:01Feelings are your biggest damn weakness.
01:13:03Cripple yourself and kneel down!
01:13:05I'm running out of patience!
01:13:07You cropple my legs,
01:13:09then you let them walk free?
01:13:11You're not even qualified to talk terms with me.
01:13:17Kid!
01:13:17Don't wrap yourself over me!
01:13:21Mom,
01:13:21don't freak out.
01:13:23Even if I quit football,
01:13:25I swear I'll get you home.
01:13:26Seeing you play again in this life?
01:13:29That's god's biggest damn gift.
01:13:31You're meant to be a legend on that field.
01:13:33I won't let myself be your chain.
01:13:36Mom!
01:13:36What are you doing?
01:13:38Kid,
01:13:39go be the real king of the game.
01:13:42Never look back.
01:13:44No!
01:13:45You crazy bitch!
01:13:48Mom!
01:13:51Mom!
01:13:52Mom!
01:14:02Get your mom out of here.
01:14:05I owe you two.
01:14:07One apology.
01:14:08Old lunatic.
01:14:10You just threw yourself onto my knife.
01:14:12Get the hell away.
01:14:19Retreat!
01:14:20Move!
01:14:20That bastard's awakened the domain of God.
01:14:23His mother's gone.
01:14:24His only weakness is gone.
01:14:26If we stay here,
01:14:27he'll kick every last one of us into the grave.
01:14:35Anyone who lays a hand on my folks
01:14:37dies.
01:14:51I actually lost
01:14:54to Diego's damn 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.
01:15:32My father's gone back to the island.
01:15:35Before he left,
01:15:35he told me to stay with you
01:15:36for the rest of the season
01:15:37as your full-time assistant coach.
01:15:41Fine.
01:15:42We go home.
01:15:45Together.
01:15:45We go home.
01:15:45We go home.
01:15:45We go home.
01:15:51We go home.
01:15:51We go home.
01:15:52We go home.
01:15:52We go home.
01:15:52We go home.
01:15:53We go home.
01:15:53We go home.
01:15:53We go home.
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