- 9 hours ago
El limpiador con el Pie de Dios
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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. There is no one left in this world who can beat you.
00:01:17When I found you washed onto the shore back then, all you had was this in your crib.
00:01:24I think it is your mom's name engraved on it, Michelle Kahn.
00:01:31Master, I want to go to New York to find my family.
00:01:34I'll let you go to New York, but your talent will draw a lot of attention to yourself.
00:01:38Keep it hidden, unless you absolutely have to use it.
00:01:53Caroline, be a good girl and spend the night with me. I'll show you a hell of a good time.
00:01:59You disgust me! You... you actually drugged me!
00:02:04Boys! Get her! Tie her up!
00:02:14Where the hell did this trash cleaner come from? Have you got a death wish?
00:02:19Those eyes... why do they look so familiar?
00:02:22Get out! This isn't your fight!
00:02:27Tonight, I'm cleaning this place up.
00:02:30You disgust me!
00:03:01Next 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. Keep 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? To 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.
00:03:48My flesh and blood is Caroline. She's a top 30 star nationwide. That's my pride.
00:03:55Boss, ma'am. Miss Caroline got ambushed by Iron Eagles Club.
00:03:59She's injured. Some janitor brought her back here.
00:04:07I appreciate you helping my daughter. Name your price.
00:04:12A janitor like you must be desperate for cash.
00:04:14No, thanks.
00:04:25What's your name?
00:04:27My name is Ross. My master found me by the shore.
00:04:31This was in my cradle.
00:04:40My boy! The future king of the World Cup is born. He's gonna own that trophy.
00:04:46Mr. Rinaldo, due to congenital nerve compression, the infant's legs are constantly spesming.
00:04:53What the hell did you just say? My kid's a cripple?
00:04:55The Phoenix Club doesn't need some useless cripple who can't even kick a ball. He's not fit to live.
00:05:04Toss that thing into the ocean. Tell everyone it was a stillbirth.
00:05:08No! That's our son!
00:05:20This ring. You're my kid.
00:05:33Gerd, look at this ring.
00:05:35Phoenix Club's been around for decades, but 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, she lost her composure.
00:06:07She recognizes it.
00:06:15I engraved that ring myself! Especially for my son!
00:06:21He's alive! That's my little Ross! Why won't you let me have him?
00:06:29Mom!
00:06:30Mom! You'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. Not Gerd Ronaldo. Not with a son like that.
00:06:49The next person who brings him up is out of this club, understood?
00:06:54Let's go!
00:07:09Luca's insane!
00:07:10did you see the speed of that shot a regular keeper would break bones just
00:07:15trying to stop it hey janitor have you ever seen a shot that fast no never in
00:07:27my life a mop jumpy like you probably never even touched a soccer ball Phoenix
00:07:33clubs a stars playground not a homeless shelter you don't belong here man
00:07:41the trashiest always bark the loudest on second thought I'm not sure that 140
00:07:50kilometers per hour is that impressive perhaps I should give it a try
00:08:26Ross I haven't even thanked you for saving Caroline yet I made this for you please try it
00:08:34see if you like it thank you mrs. Michelle you're too kind Harrison from iron
00:08:43ghoul club started trash-talking he claims they'll snatch all our spots before the
00:08:48World Cup trials you amateurs better hustle or I'll toss you all in the Hudson to
00:08:53feed the fish
00:08:54yes coach
00:09:00no way even Harlan the world's best can only make this thing shiver with a full
00:09:04blast who shattered it a hit of such force can't be human that shot is probably over
00:09:09300 kilometers per hour if this soccer god joins us iron eagle club doesn't stand a chance
00:09:15nobody new has been on club grounds except Ross could it be that he did it find him even
00:09:23if you have to turn New York upside down bring that mystery football star to Phoenix vanguard
00:09:28no matter what I'd know those eyes anywhere my little Ross my little boy ma'am why are you crying
00:09:42the truth is I am your
00:09:55oh hi Phoenix club bastards you dare mess with my men at the docks today I'm gonna make you pay
00:10:04in
00:10:04blood
00:10:11mrs. Michelle you were about to tell me some truth the iron eagle club is toxic on and off the
00:10:17field
00:10:17they don't aim for him for the ball they aim for the player my Ross has a disability if he
00:10:23got dragged
00:10:23into this mess he wouldn't stand a chance Ross listen up these guys are recklessly dangerous you don't
00:10:30stand a chance and this isn't your fight get out of here quickly
00:10:37Gerd surely seems like an annoying power hungry jerk but mrs. Michelle treated me like family I won't
00:10:43let those hooligans touch a hair on her head
00:10:56damn it Ross why are you still here this is no place for someone like you
00:11:02the janitor again what can you do besides cleaning toilets
00:11:05the only thing you can do with footballs is clean them get lost
00:11:22leave nobody here walks out today I'm gonna destroy every last one of you
00:11:29Harrison how dare you and your men set foot on my turf
00:11:33heard you got two national team slots hand them over
00:11:37or I'll make sure every one of you is done for the season
00:11:44this is daylight robbery Harrison does the term sportsmanship have no meaning to you
00:11:53sportmanship in New York results are all that matter
00:12:02king of the pitch one-on-one showdown all spots on the line
00:12:06you win I pack up and leave you lose Phoenix Club gets wiped off the American soccer map
00:12:22hey losers is there anyone here who dares to face my iron leg kick
00:12:29Lissander's a dirty player if we oppose him he'll probably break our legs
00:12:35a bunch of spineless bench warmers if you can't take the heat get off the pitch
00:12:46fuck you fuck you even if it breaks my leg I'll defend this club's honor
00:13:10your center of gravity is all over the place your rhythm shot every kick's throwing the game away
00:13:16hey janitor you think watching two world cup games makes you a football expert
00:13:21who the hell do you think you are barking orders here shut it trash man
00:13:25no damn janitor can come in here judging football
00:13:28Ross makes a point Luca's rhythm is off but how did he pick up on that so easily
00:13:35time to say goodbye to your season sweetheart
00:13:54Luca that bastard's got an old injury on his right ankle forget the ball go straight for his
00:14:00and kick killies he won't hold up got it not bad pinpointing your opponent's weak spot that's pro
00:14:08level shit these idiots this is Lison's trap he's baiting Luca into a foul what the heck my left knee
00:14:15is going soft all of a sudden lately every three steps mopping the floor if I don't break to catch
00:14:20my breath this leg just quits on me shut it boy you're useless here you haven't set foot
00:14:26onto the field and you're already malfunctioning gasping every three steps your striking leg doesn't
00:14:34even 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 he really just a
00:14:55janitor
00:15:03Luca 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 America
00:15:34no way I never get it wrong the Phoenix club's top vet come on up I'll send you six feet
00:15:41under you
00:15:42son of a bitch
00:15:54you 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
00:16:09what the heck my left knee is going soft all of a sudden lately every three steps mopping the floor
00:16:16if 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 break 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
00:16:38get the hell off my field
00:16:46my leg
00:17:03hell yeah take them out of the game end their career that's my player he actually called it how does
00:17:12a janitor see through a pro's flaws
00:17:14Harrison games over take your coffin and leave the way you came get off Phoenix turf
00:17:20over
00:17:21Gerd we haven't even reached overtime the 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
00:17:42aren't you afraid of becoming football's laughing stock
00:17:45laugh
00:17:46only losers get laughed at
00:17:59so this is what top level professional football looks like
00:18:02John can't even stop a basic shot
00:18:05now
00:18:06I'm the king of this turf
00:18:08those slots in the national team are as good as mine
00:18:18the Phoenix club's pride won't die on my watch
00:18:21old man
00:18:22are you itching for me to hand you your retirement notice
00:18:26Gerd won't last five rounds
00:18:28idiot janitor
00:18:29be very careful what you say about my coach
00:18:32this is a one-on-one between pros
00:18:35and you trash picker have no right to speak
00:18:38enough all of you be quiet
00:19:02good you're soft as hell take your amateur squad and get out of New York
00:19:07the world cup isn't for you
00:19:09Don't you dare! Disgrace the Phoenix Club's honor!
00:19:22Caroline! Your father couldn't even take the shot! Get 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.
00:19:49Dad, 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!
00:20:13Even 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? Run!
00:21:03I won't let anyone lay a finger on my kid!
00:21:07Welcome to the spider's web, benchwarmer!
00:21:10Motherly love is useless on the pitch!
00:21:27Mrs. Michelle!
00:21:31This is what you get for crossing the Iron Eagles!
00:21:34In New York, we rule alone!
00:21:48This was the only clue left with me as a baby.
00:21:55Ken, 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!
00:22:50Playing dirty again, janitor!
00:22:52A 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.
00:23:00A janitor's job is cleaning up trash.
00:23:03I'll start on this field.
00:23:07Gerd, your family is out for the count.
00:23:10Is the janitor all you have left?
00:23:12Ross, get out!
00:23:14Mom waited 20 years.
00:23:16I can't bear to see you get ripped apart by these loontics!
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.
00:23:33Today, I fight only for my mother and sister!
00:23:38Heard!
00:23:39I hur-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!
00:24:08Ross, leave us be!
00:24:11Harrison's iron legs will decapitate you!
00:24:14Go!
00:24:15Mother, sister...
00:24:17I finally made it back.
00:24:19And I'm not getting benched now.
00:24:21From now on, I've got you.
00:24:28Come on, then.
00:24:29Come 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.
00:25:48My ribs.
00:25:52No!
00:25:52No way!
00:25:53That's the crippled loser!
00:25:55It can't be!
00:25:56He just wrecked the New York Kingpin!
00:25:58With that kind of firepower,
00:26:00even the top dog Harlan would think twice before taking him on.
00:26:03Was the doctor wrong about his legs?
00:26:05That night at the docks, 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?
00:26:18You...
00:26:19Don't come any closer!
00:26:20You hurt my family.
00:26:22You insulted them.
00:26:23I won't go easy on you.
00:26:25Ross, you're a maniac!
00:26:27Stop!
00:26:27Do you have any idea who my uncle is?
00:26:30Rick Vanderbilt,
00:26:31the godfather of the North American soccer's underworld.
00:26:34He's on his way!
00:26:35Rick?
00:26:36Sounds like a dead man's name.
00:26:38Let him come.
00:26:39He can't save you.
00:26:50Anyone who lays a hand on the Vanderbarts
00:26:52is dead meat.
00:27:05Brother, it's you!
00:27:07That 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!
00:27:35Kid, run!
00:27:39Soccer skills mean nothing against the barrel of the Mafia.
00:27:43Ha-ha!
00:27:44Janitor!
00:27:45Hear that?
00:27:47Your little soccer moves are useless!
00:27:51What's a bit of fancy footwork against a mob boss?
00:27:56Mother, sister, don't worry.
00:27:59Gangsters don't scare me.
00:28:02I'm not going anywhere.
00:28:09Kid, the wrath that's heading your way will make your socceros look like a fairytale.
00:28:12I'm gonna 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.
00:28:35Ain'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!
00:29:18Soccer?
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!
00:29:35You 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?
00:30:24Boss!
00:30:25So what if you're a damn wizard with the ball?
00:30:27This is freaking New York!
00:30:28You 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!
00:31:02Abandoned.
00:31:04Defective.
00:31:06No!
00:31:07Kid, don't listen to their crap!
00:31:09I've spent every day for 20 years missing you!
00:31:14Did my mother really let that man abandon me
00:31:16because 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!
00:31:28But Ross, you gotta believe my love for you never died!
00:31:32I fucked up.
00:31:35Tossing you aside as defective was my call, not your mother's.
00:31:39Ross, if you hate, hate me alone!
00:31:47Ross, don't waste time on their bullshit.
00:31:49Your God's foot is legendary, wasting it as a janitor's crime.
00:31:53Right.
00:31:54Since your folks kicked you out like trash,
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, 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.
00:32:12How'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.
00:32:47Back in New York, seeing my mom and sister made me realize what playing ball really means.
00:32:53I'm gonna protect my family with every kick.
00:33:01Son.
00:33:04Son.
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.
00:33:18I'll make damn sure the name Ricardo 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.
00:33:29Now!
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, but can it outrun the world's top dog, Harriton?
00:33:52Harriland?
00:33:54The guy who steamrolled the World Cup?
00:33:56Scoring 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?
00:34:10This isn't even the same league!
00:34:12Ross, grab your mom and sister and run!
00:34:14That's an opponent you can't beat! No way!
00:34:21Harlan, 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?
00:35:04You dare to control the ball!
00:35:07Even your final moments!
00:35:08When Harmon arrives, he will crush your toes one by one in the mud.
00:35:13You filthy janitor.
00:35:15Wait till the king of the game shows up.
00:35:18Watch him shut you down for good!
00:35:22Just some damn ball king piece of cake.
00:35:25You're straight up nuts!
00:35:27Harlan's the nightmare that steamrolls the World Cup!
00:35:30And you?
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, who 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!
00:35:57Ross!
00:35:58When the great Harlan defeats you, I'll make a specimen out of your bones!
00:36:02After I'll fuck your sister, then sell her on the black market!
00:36:06Honored Mr. Harden, do 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!
00:36:18You shit!
00:36:19The world's top ball king shows up in Perse of Ross.
00:36:24It's when your reign has ended.
00:36:27Sir king of football!
00:36:29Look at this trash!
00:36:30He's scared stiff of you!
00:36:31Shut up, you piece of trash!
00:36:41Master, I've come to pay my respects.
00:36:43I accept whatever punishment you decide.
00:36:57Harlan, a 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, you're the top scorer worldwide.
00:37:12Every big shot bows to you.
00:37:13How are you grueling to some janitor?
00:37:16King of the pitch, you got the wrong guy!
00:37:18Ross is just a damn toilet cleaner!
00:37:21How could he be your master?
00:37:26I'm out!
00:37:28Harlan, been a while.
00:37:30Your shot's gotten sharper, huh?
00:37:32Master, you give me too much credit.
00:37:35Without your guidance, playing with feeling, not just sight,
00:37:38I'd still be a power-based player.
00:37:43You'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,
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?
00:38:01Hmph.
00:38:03That cash?
00:38:04Not even pocket change to me.
00:38:05You'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 from this planet.
00:38:14Open fire!
00:38:16Send them all straight to hell!
00:38:20This shot, I'm sending you straight to God!
00:38:29Hold up, the final whistle ain't blown yet.
00:38:41Ross!
00:38:42Oh mighty ball god, please make 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 leopards 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, you damn spazmig 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?
00:39:15I said I'm gonna fuck your sister in the locker room!
00:39:19Lifetime ban, ball snip penalty.
00:39:29Mercy, we quit!
00:39:31Please stop kicking!
00:39:37Hareland, toss these three trash bags into Devil's Island Prison.
00:39:41Let them rot there for life.
00:39:47Ross!
00:39:48I want you in debt!
00:39:53Son, it's useless.
00:39:54His God's foot is blessed.
00:39:56We'll never beat him in this lifetime.
00:40:01Just 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.
00:40:16Diego'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.
00:40:35Kid, I ain't letting you be a cleaner anymore.
00:40:38I'm sticking by you no matter what.
00:40:41I knew Ronaldo's bloodline never missed.
00:40:44Ross, with your God's foot, the Phoenix Club's World Cup sweep is just around the corner.
00:40:49You're the ace bringing our family back to the throne.
00:40:5320 years ago when you kicked me into the sea like a flat tire, did you ever think I was
00:40:57your ace?
00:40:59That, that's because...
00:41:01You want to ride my name to buy your World Cup ticket?
00:41:04You don't deserve it.
00:41:06I, Ross, will never make your starting lineup.
00:41:10Senior brother!
00:41:14Senior brother, finally found you.
00:41:26Master, that fancy nut time combo move?
00:41:28Sick.
00:41:29Mind teaching your disciple?
00:41:30Feels like my Euro style's too stiff.
00:41:32Sure.
00:41:33First run 500 laps around the field, get your breath steady.
00:41:36I actually laughed at him for cleaning toilets.
00:41:39I'm the dumbest damn fool in football.
00:41:41His skills are already in God mode.
00:41:47Master, please take me as your disciple.
00:41:50Teach me football.
00:41:53Master, teach us!
00:41:59Master, teach us!
00:42:02Master, they just play safe passes.
00:42:05They don't even know where the goal is.
00:42:07They don't deserve your coaching.
00:42:09Get lost!
00:42:10You'll never understand my master's game.
00:42:12Bunch of hacks who can do nothing but pass sideways!
00:42:17Master Diego said, showing strength sparks chaos.
00:42:21Looks like peace is out of the question now.
00:42:24Football isn't about brute strength.
00:42:26Remember this.
00:42:27The essence of dribbling is not chasing the ball,
00:42:30but 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.
00:42:41Master!
00:42:42Master, what's mind?
00:42:46The mind is emptiness.
00:42:48Emptiness is the mind.
00:42:50Nothing is the mind.
00:42:52Master's football falafi is straight up next level!
00:42:56Wow, the curve of his back.
00:42:59It's smoother than the World Cup trophy.
00:43:03Auntie, that breath holds stance.
00:43:06Are you secretly training some top-tier box defense technique?
00:43:10Asshole!
00:43:11You're a striker!
00:43:12How 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, Master Diego told me to bring you your new shin guards!
00:43:28Where are they?
00:43:31Damn!
00:43:32Dropped them in my room!
00:43:33I'm grabbing them now!
00:43:36What now?
00:43:39I want to ask, what is emptiness?
00:43:44Form is emptiness!
00:43:52Ross, I'm going to shatter every bone in his body!
00:43:56Drag his whole family to hell!
00:44:00With those busted-ass legs of yours, forget ever beating Ross on the field.
00:44:06He's my old captain, Diego's golden boy, trained to be a king.
00:44:14Who is Diego?
00:44:17Diego's my lifelong shadow.
00:44:19The bastard stole my crown back then!
00:44:23Want to get revenge in the danger zone?
00:44:25I'll do whatever it takes to drag him down to hell!
00:44:34This is the forbidden dark art, Satan's technique.
00:44:37Since your legs are gone, use your skull to shatter this false world.
00:44:43To master this forbidden art, destroy your leg murderians,
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, since 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, your old man,
00:45:05locked himself in the prayer room,
00:45:07begging God to forgive him for tossing you aside like some defective product.
00:45:12A coach who only cares about transfer fees and wins?
00:45:15You really think he's got a soul left to repent?
00:45:18Boss, it's chaos out there.
00:45:20Every screen in New York is broadcasting live.
00:45:22Diego, the god of the game, is back.
00:45:24He disappeared 20 years ago,
00:45:26and now he's announced a global tryout for the next king of football.
00:45:29No way.
00:45:31Master's been ghosting on that deserted island for two decades.
00:45:34He ain't gonna throw some flashy tryout in the middle of New York's circus.
00:45:37My old man doesn't even own a TV over there.
00:45:39How would he come to New York to pull some fake-ass soccer show?
00:45:41Tap clubs worldwide are losing their minds,
00:45:43all rushing to the New York Met Stadium to witness what they're calling the Hand of God Miracle.
00:45:46This ain't no tryout.
00:45:47They're baiting me, setting a trap, knowing I'd show up.
00:45:54Boss, the city's already lit up.
00:45:56That so-called god of the game set up a 1v1 king of the field showdown at the Met,
00:45:59yelling for every pro player in America to join.
00:46:02Diego's an old relic without a smartphone.
00:46:04There's no way he's in New York running some commercial scam.
00:46:07Someone's pulling a fast one.
00:46:09Someone's using my master's name to drag me, the ace out.
00:46:13Bro, wanna crash that fakes party with a little accidental collision?
00:46:17Harland, you go undercover first.
00:46:20Scope out their playbook.
00:46:21Got it, master.
00:46:22I'll lock down their defense like a hawk.
00:46:26Let's roll.
00:46:28Time to meet this so-called god of the game.
00:46:33Bro, the thunder in New York's louder than on the island.
00:46:36I'm scared.
00:46:38Mind if I crash in your room tonight?
00:46:40When you were chasing sharks around the island, I never saw you scared.
00:46:44Why now?
00:46:45That's a whole different game.
00:46:47Back on the island, didn't you crash in with me all the time?
00:46:49Bro, you've changed.
00:46:51You trying to bench me or what?
00:46:53Look, with this nightmare weather in New York, get inside.
00:47:00Ross, I'm a damn golden boot babe?
00:47:02And you're crashing on the floor like some scrub on defense?
00:47:05What, your balls are out for the season or something?
00:47:08Shut it.
00:47:09Enough ball talk.
00:47:10It's off-season.
00:47:15Bro, wish I could crash in with you all the time.
00:47:21Selena?
00:47:22You trying to fake a dive for a penalty or what?
00:47:25I said I was running a tight man-macking drill in my dreams.
00:47:28You buying that?
00:47:35Bro, I...
00:47:37Faster!
00:47:38I got him!
00:47:39That fake Diego imposter is right at...
00:47:43Harland!
00:47:43Don't you know you gotta blow the whistle before you storm the field?
00:47:47Uh, did I just misread the play and block your killer shot?
00:47:51Carry on, I saw nothing.
00:47:53Get your ass back here.
00:47:56Master, I went all night digging.
00:47:58That imposter claiming to be the soccer god is parading around Metropolis Stadium,
00:48:02recruiting so-called talent.
00:48:04But his dribbling's shaky, breathing's off, he's pure amateur trash.
00:48:07Typical poser striker.
00:48:09All flash, no bite.
00:48:10They bust their asses putting on this king of football tryout.
00:48:13What are they really after?
00:48:14They know I'm coming.
00:48:16This so-called apprentice contest is Vincent's gilliotin setup just for me.
00:48:21Brother, the enemy's already set up a brick wall waiting to trap us.
00:48:25Charging in blind will end your career right there.
00:48:30When the road narrows, the brave take the win.
00:48:32God's foot fears no crooked refs.
00:48:35Harland, no holding back this time.
00:48:37If they want to play dirty, we'll tear their goal apart together.
00:48:41Master, yes, master.
00:48:42I'm going to show all of New York what real dribbling looks like.
00:48:51Hold up.
00:48:52Only players ranked in the Global Pro League can enter the king of king of football tryouts.
00:48:56I'm not on the roster.
00:48:58No rank?
00:48:58Fine.
00:48:59Bring me a top 10 Ballon d'Or player to vouch for you.
00:49:01Or go over there, hit that titanium goalpost tester with over 1,800 pounds of force.
00:49:05Otherwise, get back to work.
00:49:07My sponsor's Harland.
00:49:16Kid, what crazy crap you spouting?
00:49:19Harland's the king of the world, a god of the pitch.
00:49:21You're just a janitor.
00:49:22You don't even have right to say his name.
00:49:24Sounds like you know Harland pretty well.
00:49:28I'm ranked 60th in the North American League scores.
00:49:32Harland's my hero.
00:49:33Bet you can't even put any power behind a shot.
00:49:35You're going to wow us with a few keepy-uppies?
00:49:40Kid, you're looking at world-class keepy-uppies.
00:49:44You stinky janitor must have watched too many Shaolin soccer flicks.
00:49:49Get back to mopping floors.
00:49:50Don't mess up our pitch with those filthy work boots.
00:49:53Manhattan don't need some ball-jungling janitor.
00:49:57Scram for real players.
00:50:03Who are you telling to scram?
00:50:06Hold up.
00:50:08You say a 1,800-pound shot gets you a ticket in?
00:50:11Really?
00:50:26Hey, check out the janitor in yellow overalls staring down a pro-grade force meter.
00:50:33Kid, quit the act.
00:50:35With that scrawny-eye-ass frame, you couldn't even trigger the sensor with a kick.
00:50:39If the rule's 1,800-pound to get in, I'm making a bet right here.
00:50:43Bet what?
00:50:44You're just some amateur trash.
00:50:45What you got to back that up?
00:50:48If I kick harder than you, you drop to your knees and lick up that drink you spit on the
00:50:52ground.
00:50:52Fuck you!
00:50:54I'm number 60 on the North American League Scorers.
00:50:58You ball-jungling janitor ever set foot on a pro field?
00:51:02Today, I'm going to show you what a real player looks like.
00:51:12Rank 60.
00:51:14Incredible.
00:51:151,140 pounds of striking force.
00:51:17That's elite.
00:51:18On par with top 10 Ballon d'Or level players.
00:51:21See that?
00:51:22That's power.
00:51:23That kind of dominance?
00:51:25You janitor scum ain't got a shot at that.
00:51:27Not in 20 years.
00:51:28Don't know if your kick's strong, but your mouth sure is filthy.
00:51:33What are you doing?
00:51:34Taking a stroll in 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 with more power than Harman?
00:51:56So, am I good to go now?
00:52:012,700 pounds?
00:52:03Even the top three in the whole Ballon d'Or never 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 of leg swing.
00:52:16That's not human power.
00:52:18That's some freak of nature.
00:52:21My bro's barely at 30% strength.
00:52:23If you went full throttle, you junk heaps would be scrap metal by now.
00:52:28Honored sir!
00:52:29Please!
00:52:41Is this the best trash America's got left?
00:52:44You clowns never trained a day in your lives?
00:53:02The 18th pro player!
00:53:05Down for the count!
00:53:06Leah Sander pulls off another hat trick massacre!
00:53:10This dude's lost it.
00:53:12How did Leander turn into this monster?
00:53:14He used to be just a dirty second rate forward!
00:53:23Cold as death.
00:53:25Looks like he mastered the Satan-Devil technique and lost all humanity.
00:53:29Bro, this guy's vibe is straight up undead.
00:53:31Like he kicked his way back from hell.
00:53:37Ross.
00:53:38I crawled out of the Devil's Island swamp just to tear you apart on this damn field!
00:53:43King of football!
00:53:44God of the game!
00:53:45In front of my Satanic Devil power!
00:53:48They all get crushed!
00:53:50I'll pay back every wound you gave me a hundred times over!
00:54:00That all depends if you, redhead, can handle what I'm about to throw at you.
00:54:12Ha ha!
00:54:14This is the so-called American Ballon d'Or level?
00:54:18Who else is dumb enough to step into my damn penalty box?
00:54:23This lunatic's already wrecked 18 top strikers.
00:54:27This ain't soccer!
00:54:28It's a damn massacre!
00:54:31That header just now smashed the goalie's sternum in.
00:54:35This guy's a demon!
00:54:37This guy's a demon!
00:54:43Lee Sand, didn't expect you'd turn into a monster just to get revenge.
00:54:48If it means winning, I don't give a damn about being a monster!
00:54:53Victory's the only law in this world!
00:55:00When you become the king of the pitch, everyone else kneels and bows down to you!
00:55:07Bro, he's completely lost it!
00:55:10This guy's mind is totally twisted by the devil!
00:55:12To master headers, all his blood rushes to his head.
00:55:15This Satan's fiend technique is draining his life away.
00:55:18Harmon's got killer instincts, but going toe-to-toe with a lunaturk who sold his soul to Satan is a
00:55:23losing game.
00:55:23You bloated, ugly freak!
00:55:25You deserve to have your deke kick kicked to bits by my master!
00:55:29I'm gonna smash your deke with my head, then break Ross's too!
00:55:33Your head, probably ain't as tough as my dick.
00:55:39Die!
00:55:48Bring it!
00:55:54Too slow, at this speed.
00:55:57Even the towel guy on the bench couldn't catch it.
00:56:13The world's top dog, Harland, just got wrecked by a damn header!
00:56:18Bro, that guy's Satan Devil Strike comes from angles no normal player can 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 your life away.
00:56:35Harland, the so-called king of football.
00:56:38You're nothing but dirt under my boots.
00:56:45Kicking this dirty-ass ball?
00:56:46You ain't fit to call yourself a footballer!
00:56:49Ha ha ha ha!
00:56:51Only losers don't deserve to be athletes!
00:56:54Winner takes all!
00:56:56Ever heard of that, king of football?
00:56:58Only 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!
00:57:23Using demon god power to play and still call yourself an athlete?
00:57:31See that?
00:57:32That's how the world's top king falls!
00:57:36Ross, I'm gonna double the pain.
00:57:39And 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.
00:57:50Ha ha ha!
00:57:51Damn psycho!
00:57:58After I kill you, I'll take my time with that wild girl.
00:58:05Harland!
00:58:06He's forcing that Satan-Devil strike!
00:58:08His breathing's all wrong!
00:58:09Feel the air shift, man!
00:58:11The ball isn't controlled with muscle.
00:58:14Remember this.
00:58:15The best dribblers don't watch the ball.
00:58:22The mind is emptiness.
00:58:24Emptiness is the mind.
00:58:34Spiral smash shot!
00:58:39Ah!
00:58:45No way!
00:58:47You...
00:58:47How did you hit me?
00:59:01Forbibin' dark art!
00:59:03Demon's head might!
00:59:05The power of blood!
00:59:07Blood above all else!
00:59:11Die, Harland!
00:59:13Yeah!
00:59:21World's top ball king?
00:59:23Just another loser under my boot.
00:59:27Now, your life fuels my sacred skill.
00:59:37No freaking way!
00:59:39My header smash!
00:59:40How the hell did you block it with your foot?
00:59:44Power bought with blood?
00:59:46Like a crooked ref on the field?
00:59:48Its impact's always limited.
00:59:53Ah!
00:59:55Ah!
00:59:55Ah!
00:59:55My head!
00:59:56Ha ha!
00:59:57Satan, you ready to face God's wrath?
01:00:15That's my man!
01:00:16Throw this cancer a red card!
01:00:19Send him straight to hell!
01:00:23Master, so this is the raw power of the God's foot.
01:00:26Who the hell is this janitor?
01:00:28He just blocked the Satan headbutt that even Harland couldn't stop.
01:00:31Hmph!
01:00:32Ha!
01:00:32Just dumb luck!
01:00:35Even a legend like Richard's on the way out!
01:00:38What does some toilet cleaner know about tactics?
01:00:42Ross, you crippled my legs, crushed my balls!
01:00:47Today, you pay in blood, no mercy!
01:00:51You should thank me for turning you into a cripple.
01:00:54That's the only reason you got to learn that dark art.
01:00:57I'm gonna bury you under this turf!
01:01:04Amateur moves like that don't fazy me.
01:01:08You're only hitting my ghost.
01:01:10Players blinded by hate can't see the real drop point.
01:01:13Shut up!
01:01:15Go to hell!
01:01:17Go to hell!
01:01:44Ah, Ross!
01:01:46I'm gonna kill you!
01:01:48I swear I'm gonna kill you!
01:01:55You're about to get a lifetime ban.
01:01:57One kick?
01:01:59Just one kick took down that bloodthirsty freak?
01:02:01That's the Satan Devil's move.
01:02:02Even the world champ couldn't stop.
01:02:04We were just mocking a true king of the pitch.
01:02:06This fight's over.
01:02:07Ross takes the crown.
01:02:08The world champ is Ross!
01:02:11Oh, great ball god.
01:02:13Now that the dust settled, what about taking me as your apprentice?
01:02:16Ahem.
01:02:18Since 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?
01:02:31The 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.
01:02:54Don't rush greatness.
01:02:55Diego's legend runs deep.
01:02:57If he doesn't show some moves today, how are my brothers joining him willingly?
01:03:01Fine then.
01:03:01I'll school you a bit.
01:03:02Watch close.
01:03:03This is the Hand of God's ultimate secret.
01:03:05Seamless dribbling.
01:03:05Breath deep.
01:03:06Grip the world.
01:03:07Absorb.
01:03:08Deflect.
01:03:09Unleash.
01:03:09Lightning.
01:03:10Five strikes.
01:03:11Ha!
01:03:13Old man, you sure that Hand ever got kissed by God?
01:03:16How about catching a taste of the foot of God instead?
01:03:21Don't kick!
01:03:23Mercy!
01:03:25I'm sorry.
01:03:26I'm so sorry.
01:03:28I'm not the ball god.
01:03:29I'm just a damn Hollywood actor they hired.
01:03:31Bro, let's go back.
01:03:33No point wasting time on these clowns.
01:03:35Go tell whoever hired you.
01:03:37I'm waiting for them, Ross style.
01:03:45That smell reeks like some illegal weed.
01:04:08You 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.
01:04:24Mr. Ross, your ball skills are straight up legendary.
01:04:29The 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, no matter how tough.
01:05:18You're done for now.
01:05:20Who sent you?
01:05:33Ross, as 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 El 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.
01:06:21Your master stole my soccer god glory.
01:06:23I'm sworn enemy to that bastard for life.
01:06:26Spill it.
01:06:27Where the hell is that old man hiding?
01:06:29Even 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?
01:06:46Selina!
01:06:49Senior brother, don't bother with me.
01:06:52Just run.
01:06:56Whoever tells me where Diego's at, I'll hand over a get-out-of-jail-free card.
01:07:01Deal?
01:07:03Vincent!
01:07:04You touch her, I swear I'll kill you!
01:07:08First, I'm gonna break her.
01:07:09Then you can try to kill me.
01:07:12Go to hell!
01:07:17You'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,
01:07:26skills 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
01:07:47is garbage in a real fight for survival.
01:07:50This world is about forcing your way through by any means necessary.
01:07:54Please! Spare my brother!
01:07:56I'll tell you my dad's secret pitch location!
01:07:59Just don't kick anymore!
01:08:05Selina!
01:08:06Don't!
01:08:07Don't!
01:08:09Don't!
01:08:10Don'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!
01:08:47I'm gonna wreck your whole damn career!
01:08:48Outcast of the pitch!
01:08:50Who gave you the balls to bench my protege?
01:08:52My captain!
01:08:53You finally show up!
01:08:55My Satan's fury is at its peak now.
01:08:58Your outdated coaching crap should have been tossed in the trash ages ago.
01:09:16My old captain still 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.
01:09:27Vinincit, you were kicked off the national team for doping.
01:09:31And now you've turned Sar to a monster, stuffing 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. What'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.
01:10:06God's foot.
01:10:08Clearing the clouds.
01:10:10Revealing the truth.
01:10:16Dammit.
01:10:16Cut 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!
01:10:27Selina!
01:10:30Kid.
01:10:31Get out with your master.
01:10:34Forget about us.
01:10:38Bro, your skills ain't rusty.
01:10:41But in this world full of crooked refs,
01:10:43just playing ball ain't gonna cut it.
01:10:45Now, I'm ordering you.
01:10:48Cripple yourself,
01:10:48or I'll have this lady's legs chopped off first.
01:10:53Peninsula.
01:10:55You really stooped that low, huh?
01:10:59You pushed me into this filthy mess!
01:11:12You're willing to die just to save someone?
01:11:15I'm gonna use death itself to punish your so-called loyalty.
01:11:22Boss,
01:11:23my 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.
01:11:30But the price is...
01:11:35Touch my mother!
01:11:37And you're dead meat!
01:11:41From this second on,
01:11:43as 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!
01:11:54Bullshit!
01:11:55You think slapping a totem on it flips the script?
01:11:58Go fuck yourself!
01:12:08The God Foot.
01:12:10Damn!
01:12:11No way!
01:12:12My damn magic's peaked!
01:12:14How the hell did you just blast me back?
01:12:20You actually cracked the God Deer of soccer when you were backed into a corner?
01:12:24Ross!
01:12:25You make one move and I'll gut this old bastard right through the throat!
01:12:31Cripple your own legs!
01:12:33Immediately!
01:12:35Otherwise,
01:12:35you better start prepping your mama's funeral!
01:12:38Ha ha ha!
01:12:41Lysander,
01:12:42get your knife off my mom's neck now!
01:12:45Step aside?
01:12:46Ross,
01:12:47that God's foot move you just throw?
01:12:48Thought you were hot shit, huh?
01:12:50Now I want you on your knees,
01:12:51wallowing in the dirt like a beaten muck,
01:12:53begging me for mercy!
01:12:55Ha ha ha!
01:12:55So what if you cracked the God Zone?
01:12:57In 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.
01:13:16Ken!
01:13:17Don't wrap yourself over me!
01:13:20Mom,
01:13:21don't freak out.
01:13:23Even if I quit football,
01:13:24I swear I'll get you home.
01:13:26Seeing you play again in this life?
01:13:28That'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!
01:13:47Mom!
01:14:02Get your mom
01:14:03out of here.
01:14:05I owe you two
01:14:06one apology.
01:14:08Old lunatic,
01:14:09you 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.
01:14:25If we stay here,
01:14:27he'll kick every last one of us
01:14:28into the grave!
01:14:34Anyone who lays a hand on my folks
01:14:37dies.
01:14:51I actually lost
01:14:54to Diego's damn apprentice.
01:14:59Only now I get it.
01:15:01My greatest win
01:15:03wasn't the championship.
01:15:06It was having you,
01:15:08Ross.
01:15:08Can you call me
01:15:09Dad?
01:15:18Dad.
01:15:32My father's gone back
01:15:33to the island.
01:15:34Before 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.
01:15:40Fine.
01:15:42We go home.
01:15:44Together.
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