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00:00:12I'll snap your leg like a twig.
00:00:31Your power is good, your accuracy isn't.
00:00:50The underground king this round is Ross.
00:01:09I wouldn't be here if it wasn't for the 20 years you've been training me.
00:01:12Your foot of God is complete.
00:01:14There is no one left in this world who can beat you.
00:01:17When I found you washed onto the shore back then, all you had was this in your crib.
00:01:24I think it is your mom's name engraved on it, Michelle Kahn.
00:01:31Master, I want to go to New York to find my family.
00:01:34Master, I'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.
00:01:44Master, Caroline, 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.
00:02:02You...
00:02:02You actually drugged me.
00:02:04Boys!
00:02:05Get her!
00:02:06Tie her up!
00:02:15Where the hell did this trash cleaner come from?
00:02:18Have you got a death wish?
00:02:20Those eyes...
00:02:20Why do they look so familiar?
00:02:22Get out!
00:02:23This isn't your fight!
00:02:28Tonight, I'm cleaning this place up.
00:02:31I'm cleaning this place up.
00:03:02Next time you step out, watch her back.
00:03:04This feeling...
00:03:06It'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.
00:03:15Phoenix Vanguard.
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.
00:03:40Is reputation all you care about?
00:03:42To 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.
00:03:53That's my pride.
00:03:56Boss, ma'am.
00:03:57Miss Caroline got ambushed by Iron Eagles Club.
00:03:59She's injured.
00:04:00Some janitor brought her back here.
00:04:08I 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.
00:04:32This 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 spesmy.
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
00:04:59who 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!
00:05:09That's our son!
00:05:20This ring.
00:05:22You're my kid.
00:05:33Gerd, look at this ring.
00:05:36Phoenix Club's been around for decades,
00:05:38but no player named Can ever showed up in our records.
00:05:42That ring means nothing.
00:05:52Since you saved Caroline, here's 20 grand.
00:05:55Like I said, I don't want payment for doing the right thing.
00:06:03The moment she saw the ring, she lost her composure.
00:06:07She recognizes it.
00:06:15I engraved that ring myself!
00:06:18Especially for my son!
00:06:21Especially for my son!
00:06:21He's alive!
00:06:23That's my little Ross!
00:06:25Why won't you let me have him?
00:06:29Mom!
00:06:32You're saying this janitor is my missing little brother?
00:06:41I won't have the American football world laughing at me.
00:06:45Not Gerd Ronaldo.
00:06:47Not with a son like that.
00:06:50The next person who brings him up
00:06:52is out of this club, understood?
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?
00:07:25No.
00:07:26Never in my life.
00:07:29A mop jumpy like you
00:07:31probably 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.
00:07:47On second thought,
00:07:49I'm not sure that 140 kilometers per hour
00:07:51is that impressive.
00:07:53Perhaps I should give it a try.
00:07:55I don't think so.
00:08:23Goodbye.
00:08:26Ross, I haven't even thanked you for saving Caroline yet.
00:08:31I made this for you.
00:08:33Please try it. See if you like it.
00:08:37Thank you, Mrs. Michelle. You'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, or I'll toss you all in the Hudson to feed 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 blast.
00:09:05Who shattered it? A 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, Iron Eagle Club doesn't stand a chance.
00:09:15Nobody new has been on club grounds, except Ross.
00:09:19Could it be that he did it?
00:09:21Find him! Even if you have to turn New York upside down!
00:09:26Bring that mystery football star to Phoenix Vanguard no matter what!
00:09:31I'd know those eyes anywhere.
00:09:33My little Ross. My little boy.
00:09:36Ma'am, why are you crying?
00:09:43The truth is...
00:09:46I am your...
00:09:55Oi! Ha-ha-ha-ha-hai!
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, you 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, they aim for the player.
00:10:21My Ross has a disability.
00:10:22If he got dragged into this mess, he wouldn't stand a chance.
00:10:26Ross!
00:10:27Listen up.
00:10:27These guys are recklessly dangerous.
00:10:30You don't stand a chance, and this isn't your fight.
00:10:33Get out of here. Quickly!
00:10:37Gerd surely seems like an annoying, power-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.
00:11:03What can you do besides cleaning toilets?
00:11:06The only thing you can do with footballs is clean them.
00:11:09Get lost.
00:11:22Leave!
00:11:23Nobody here walks out today.
00:11:25I'm going to destroy every last one of you!
00:11:29Harrison, how dare you and your men set foot on my turf?
00:11:33Heard you got two national team slots?
00:11:36Hand them over, or I'll make sure every one of you is done for the season.
00:11:44This is daylight robbery, Harrison.
00:11:47Does the term sportsmanship have no meaning to you?
00:11:52Sportmanship?
00:11:54In New York, results are all that matter.
00:12:02King of the pitch, one-on-one showdown.
00:12:05All spots on the line.
00:12:07You win, I pack up and leave.
00:12:09You lose, Phoenix Club gets wiped off the American soccer map.
00:12:23Hey, losers!
00:12:24Is there anyone here who dares to face my iron leg kick?
00:12:29Lissandra's a dirty player.
00:12:31If we oppose him, he'll probably break our legs.
00:12:36A bunch of spineless bench warmers.
00:12:39If you can't take the heat, get off the pitch!
00:12:47Fuck you!
00:12:48Even if it breaks my leg, I'll defend this club's honor!
00:13:10Your 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!
00:13:16Hey, janitor!
00:13:18You think watching two World Cup games makes you a football expert?
00:13:21Who the hell do you think you are?
00:13:23Barking orders here?
00:13:24Shut it, trash man!
00:13:26No damn janitor can come in here judging football!
00:13:29Ross makes a point.
00:13:30Luca's rhythm is off.
00:13:31But how did he pick up on that so easily?
00:13:35Time to say goodbye to your season, sweetheart.
00:13:55Luka, that bastard's got an old injury on his right ankle.
00:13:58Forget 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 Lissandra's trap.
00:14:11He's baiting Luka into a foul.
00:14:14What the heck?
00:14:15My left knee is going soft all of a sudden.
00:14:17Lately, every three steps mopping the floor.
00:14:20If I don't break to catch my breath,
00:14:22this leg just quits on me.
00:14:23Shut it, boy.
00:14:24You're useless here.
00:14:26You haven't set foot onto the field,
00:14:27and you're already malfunctioning.
00:14:31Gasping every three steps?
00:14:32Your striking leg doesn't even hold up against the wind?
00:14:39Every few moves, Lissans needs to catch his breath.
00:14:42That's his weakness.
00:14:47Even my father, the 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!
00:15:05Take him out on the right!
00:15:07That's his weak side!
00:15:08Got it!
00:15:20Idiot!
00:15:21You took the bait!
00:15:23You're so easily fooled!
00:15:26My right leg can wreck every player in America!
00:15:34No way!
00:15:36I never get it wrong!
00:15:38The Phoenix Club's top vet,
00:15:39come on up.
00:15:40I'll send you six feet under.
00:15:41You son of a bitch!
00:15:55You heard this sorry-ass Phoenix Club you brag about?
00:15:58Looks more like a damn landfill
00:16:00full of garbage players and janitors.
00:16:03Scum like this?
00:16:04In our Iron Eagles,
00:16:05they're only good for wiping mud off my shoes.
00:16:09What the heck?
00:16:11My left knee is going soft all of a sudden.
00:16:14Lately, every three steps mopping the floor.
00:16:17If I don't break to catch my breath,
00:16:18this leg just quits on me.
00:16:20John!
00:16:21Hold on tight!
00:16:22Wait for his third move!
00:16:23That's where his breath breaks!
00:16:25Slam!
00:16:25His left support leg!
00:16:27Meteor talent.
00:16:29But at least they can't fool me.
00:16:36Get the hell off my field!
00:16:45Oh, my leg!
00:16:55Oh, my leg!
00:17:03Hell yeah!
00:17:05Take them out of the game!
00:17:07And their career!
00:17:09That's my player.
00:17:10He actually called it?
00:17:12How does a janitor see through a pro's flaws?
00:17:15Harrison, game'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, we haven't even reached overtime.
00:17:24The best is yet to come.
00:17:30It took two of your players to take out my son.
00:17:33You think you can win with dirty sliding stacks?
00:17:35Let me show you what real football looks like.
00:17:38Harrison!
00:17:39What can a seasoned vet get from bullying rookies?
00:17:42Pathetic!
00:17:43Aren't you afraid of becoming football's laughing stock?
00:17:45Laugh?
00:17:46Only losers get laughed at!
00:17:59So this is what top-level professional football looks like?
00:18:02John can't even stop a basic shot!
00:18:05Now, I'm the king of this turf.
00:18:08Those slots in the national team are as good as mine!
00:18:18The Phoenix Club's pride won't die on my watch!
00:18:21Old man, are you itching for me to hand you your retirement notice?
00:18:26Gerd won't last five rounds.
00:18:28Idiot janitor!
00:18:30Be very careful what you say about my coach!
00:18:33This is a one-on-one between pros.
00:18:35And you, trash picker, have no right to speak.
00:18:38Enough!
00:18:39All of you, be quiet!
00:19:02Gerd, you're soft as hell!
00:19:04Take your amateur squad and get out of New York!
00:19:07The World Cup isn't for you!
00:19:09Don't you dare!
00:19:11Disgrace the Phoenix Club's honor!
00:19:22Caroline!
00:19:23Your father couldn't even take the shot!
00:19:26Get out of there!
00:19:27Mom, I'm a Ronaldo daughter and a Phoenix Club warrior.
00:19:31I'm not running from this fight!
00:19:44Kid, against a true master, you're as lowly as a water boy.
00:19:49Dad, 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!
00:20:17Then take your stubborn ass straight to hell!
00:20:36Caroline!
00:20:37Let go of my daughter!
00:20:42Ross, mom's been praying to God all these years, begging for your safety.
00:20:48Ma'am, what did you say?
00:20:50This isn't your fight!
00:20:52What are you still doing here?
00:20:53Run!
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!
00:21:35In New York, we rule alone!
00:21:48This was the only clue left for me as a baby.
00:21:56Ken, she is my mother.
00:22:03Sorry, kid.
00:22:05Go to hell, mommy, dearest!
00:22:08And drop the mother act on your way out!
00:22:29Mom, leave the next match to me.
00:22:48What a sneaky piece of trash!
00:22:50Playing 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.
00:23:00A janitor's job is cleaning up trash.
00:23:03I'll start on this field.
00:23:07Gerd!
00:23:07Your 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.
00:23:15I 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!
00:23:34Today, I fight only for my mother and sister!
00:23:38Hurt!
00:23:39I hur-heard you got a crippled son!
00:23:41I see it's true!
00:23:43You should have stomped on him like a flat football ages ago!
00:23:56Phoenix Club's doomed and this cripple is about to seal your fate!
00:23:59I'm going to smash his head in!
00:24:01You.
00:24:02You bastards.
00:24:04Kid, I'll deal with it!
00:24:05You have to get out of here now!
00:24:09Ross, leave us be!
00:24:11Harrison's iron legs will decapitate you!
00:24:14Go!
00:24:15Mother, sister, I finally made it back.
00:24:18And I'm not getting benched now.
00:24:21From now on, I've got you.
00:24:28Come on, then.
00:24:29Show me what you can do.
00:24:30You think that pathetic trick makes you look like Messi?
00:24:33First, we'll break his leg.
00:24:34Then I'm going to take his sister right in front of him.
00:24:38You're begging for a bullet.
00:24:40Rot in hell.
00:24:41I'm sure they have floors to clean for you there, too.
00:25:01Trash belongs in the damn dumpster.
00:25:03Trash 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.
00:25:47My ribs.
00:25:52No, no way!
00:25:53That's the crippled loser!
00:25:55It can't be!
00:25:56He just wrecked the New York Kingpin!
00:25:58With that kind of firepower,
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's him!
00:26:13So this is the kind of muscle you bring as a pro player?
00:26:18You don't come any closer!
00:26:20You 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!
00:26:28Do 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.
00:26:37Let him come.
00:26:39He can't save you.
00:26:50Anyone who lays a hand on the Vanderbarts is dead meat.
00:27:05Brother!
00:27:06It's you!
00:27:07That bastard!
00:27:09He shattered my bones!
00:27:15Uncle, kill him!
00:27:17Wipe the fake Phoenix club off the New York soccer scene!
00:27:23Ross, get out!
00:27:24Rick's a big-time gangster.
00:27:26He doesn't know playing.
00:27:28He only knows vengeance and bloodshed.
00:27:30He's the mob's executioner.
00:27:32He'll kill you.
00:27:34He'll kill you dead.
00:27:35He'll kill you dead.
00:27:36Kid, run!
00:27:39Soccer skills mean nothing against the barrel of the mafia.
00:27:42Ha-ha!
00:27:44Ha-ha!
00:27:44Janitor, hear that?
00:27:46Your 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.
00:27:58Gangsters don't scare me.
00:28:02I'm not going anywhere.
00:28:09Kid, the wrath that's heading your way will make your socceros look like a fairytale.
00:28:12I'm going to snap off your toes one by one and bury them in the foundations of my new turf.
00:28:20This field's for playing ball.
00:28:23Just try and taint it with death, and you'll have me to deal with.
00:28:35Ain't bled for a long time.
00:28:37Damn, 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!
00:28:50My uncle wiped out the entire underground mob in this country.
00:28:56Your fancy footwork's trashed against real Wessex.
00:28:59No matter how good you are, players fear the mob.
00:29:02This ain't even the same league.
00:29:18Soccer?
00:29:19You planning to juggle the ball, then drop to your knees, begging?
00:29:23Cleaning up your trash?
00:29:24That'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?
00:29:51No way!
00:29:53How the hell can this damn ball block my blast?
00:29:57Soccer's all about using force against force.
00:30:11This kind of footwork, where the hell did you spawn, monster?
00:30:18That 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!
00:30:24So what if you're a damn wizard with the ball?
00:30:27This is freaking New York!
00:30:28You kill us, you better believe the whole damn American mob's coming for your family's neck!
00:30:33You toilet cleaner piece of trash!
00:30:35Don't think 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,
00:30:42why 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?
00:30:47Nah, 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!
00:30:59You two do nothing but stir the pot!
00:31:02Abandoned.
00:31:04Defective.
00:31:05No!
00:31:06Kid, don't listen to their crap!
00:31:09I've spent every day for 20 years missing you!
00:31:13Did my mother really let that man abandon me?
00:31:16Because I was a...
00:31:19Don't listen to their lies, kid!
00:31:21Harrison, shut your mouth!
00:31:23Our family's business ain't for you thugs to mess with!
00:31:25It'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.
00:31:34Tossing you aside as defective was my call, not your mother's.
00:31:39Ross, if you hate, hate me alone!
00:31:46Ross, don't waste time on their bullshit.
00:31:48Your God's foot is legendary, wasting it as a janitor's crime.
00:31:53Right.
00:31:54Since your folks kicked you out like trash, why should you play their game?
00:31:58I, 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?
00:32:13So, what's it gonna be?
00:32:15Being a tossed out piece of trash?
00:32:18Or owning the damn New York soccer scene?
00:32:21Which sounds more badass?
00:32:24Me there.
00:32:27What did you say?
00:32:32You and your shady black market bullshit.
00:32:34You 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.
00:32:52I'm gonna protect my family with every kick.
00:33:01Son!
00:33:04You ungrateful janitor!
00:33:07You dare turn down my fat-ass offer?
00:33:10You 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.
00:33:26Rules say you get the hell out of Phoenix Base.
00:33:29Now!
00:33:34I haven't lost.
00:33:36That was just a warm-up.
00:33:38I still got my secret weapon.
00:33:41Your God's foot might be fast,
00:33:43but can it outrun the world's top dog, Harranen?
00:33:52Harranen?
00:33:53The guy who steamrolled the World Cup,
00:33:56scoring over 100 goals solo?
00:33:59The World King?
00:34:02Rumor has it you played Black Ball on Devil's Island?
00:34:05Took on an entire team alone?
00:34:07The King of Cesar's been bought by the Iron Eagles?
00:34:09This isn't even the same league!
00:34:12Ross, grab your mom and sister and run!
00:34:14That's an opponent you can't beat!
00:34:16No way!
00:34:21Arlan, that name drags up some memories.
00:34:31Awww!
00:34:38Awww!
00:34:49When you kick, don't just see the ball, feel it deep inside your gut.
00:35:00So, it's him, huh?
00:35:04You dare to control the ball, even your final moments!
00:35:07When Harmon arrives, he will crush your toes one by one in the mud.
00:35:12You filthy janitor.
00:35:15Wait till the king of the game shows up. Watch him shut you down for good!
00:35:22Just some damn ball king piece of cake.
00:35:25You're straight up nuts! Harlan's the nightmare that steamrolls the World Cup!
00:35:30And you? A janitor? Who the hell do you think you're messing with?
00:35:38You forgot? It was me, the damn janitor, who just wrecked your whole damn season.
00:35:43You! Screw it! You're about to be a corpse! I don't waste breath on the dying!
00:35:57Ross! When 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. I'll throw in extra cash!
00:36:12Sir! The king of football! It's this filthy janitor! He disrespected Iron Eagle and called you trash!
00:36:18Shit. The world's top ball king shows up in Persegloss.
00:36:23It's when you reign him ended.
00:36:26Sir king of football! Look at this trash! He's scared stiff of you!
00:36:31Shut up, you priest of trash!
00:36:40Master, I've come to pay my respects. I accept whatever punishment you decide.
00:36:56Harlan, a billion-dollar world-class player. Is Ross's disciple? The son I abandoned as a cripple? Is the world's
00:37:06number one master?
00:37:07No way. Mr. Harden, you're the top scorer worldwide. Every big shot bows to you. How are you grueling to
00:37:14some janitor?
00:37:15King of the pitch, you got the wrong guy! Ross is just a damn toilet cleaner! How could he be
00:37:21your master?
00:37:25I'm out!
00:37:27Harlan, been a while. Your shot's gotten sharper, huh?
00:37:31Master, you give me too much credit. Without your guidance, playing with feeling, not just sight, I'd still be a
00:37:39power-based player.
00:37:43You're too modest. Even without me, you're a king on the field.
00:37:48As long as you're on the pitch, I don't dare call myself the king!
00:37:53Harlan! I paid a fortune to bring you here! You promised to crush Phoenix Club! You gonna back out?
00:38:00Hmm. That cash? Not even pocket change to me. You're not worth me getting involved.
00:38:07Listen up! Anyone who lays a finger on my master, I'll erase their whole damn family from this planet.
00:38:13Open fire! Send them all straight to hell!
00:38:19This shot, I'm sending you straight to God!
00:38:29Hold up, the final whistle ain't blown yet.
00:38:40Ross! Oh mighty ball god, please make Harlan stop! I'll give you everything from Phoenix Club back to your old
00:38:46man!
00:38:46Killing you outright? Too easy.
00:38:50I'm gonna cripple you cancerous leopards so bad, you'll never stand again.
00:38:55Got it. The master's throwing you a disabled retirement party.
00:39:03Ross! You damn spasmic bastard! If you got balls, kick me dead right now!
00:39:12You 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!
00:39:18Lifetime ban. Ball snip penalty.
00:39:29Mercy! We quit! Please stop kicking!
00:39:36Harlan, toss these three trash bags into Devil's Island Prison. Let them rot there for life.
00:39:47Ross! I want you in dead!
00:39:52Son, it's useless. His God's foot is blessed. We'll never beat him in this lifetime.
00:40:01Just caught that. You said God's foot?
00:40:06Yeah. Yeah, some kid named Ross. His leg game's straight up terrifying.
00:40:12The God's foot? Oh, hell no. Diego's God hand and you've been hiding for 20 years?
00:40:21Now you send out some punk with the God's foot to get himself killed?
00:40:31Ma, I've been looking for you for 20 years.
00:40:35Kid, I ain't letting you be a cleaner anymore. I'm sticking by you no matter what.
00:40:40I knew Ronaldo's bloodline never missed.
00:40:43Ross, with your God's foot, the Phoenix Club's World Cup sweep is just around the corner.
00:40:48You're the ace bringing our family back to the throne.
00:40:5220 years ago, when you kicked me into the sea like a flat tire, did you ever think I was
00:40:56your ace?
00:41:00That's because...
00:41:01You want to ride my name to buy your World Cup ticket?
00:41:04You don't deserve it.
00:41:06I, Ross, will never make your starting lineup.
00:41:09Senior Brother!
00:41:13Senior Brother, finally found you.
00:41:25Master, that fancy nut time combo move? Sick. Mind teaching your disciple? Feels like my Euro style's too stiff.
00:41:32Sure. First 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. His skills are already in God mode.
00:41:46Master, please take me as your disciple. Teach me football.
00:41:52Master, teach us!
00:41:58Master, teach us!
00:42:01Master, they just play safe passes. They don't even know where the goal is. They don't deserve your coaching.
00:42:08Get lost! You'll never understand my master's game. Bunch of hacks who can do nothing but pass sideways!
00:42:17Master Diego said, showing strength sparks chaos. Looks like peace is out of the question now.
00:42:23Football isn't about brute strength. Remember this.
00:42:26The essence of dribbling is not chasing the ball, but controlling the space around it with your mind.
00:42:34Without the ball in mind, you'll never break into the box, no matter how long you grind.
00:42:42Master, what's mind?
00:42:45The mind is emptiness. Emptiness is the mind.
00:42:50Nothing is the mind. Master's football falafi is straight up next level!
00:42:56Wow, the curve of his back. It's smoother than the World Cup trophy.
00:43:02Auntie, that breath holds stance. Are you secretly training some top-tier box defense technique?
00:43:10Asshole, you're a striker. How do you walk without making a sound?
00:43:14Who's out there?
00:43:18Selena, what are you sneaking around for at this hour?
00:43:21I, I, uh, Master Diego told me to bring you your new shin guards.
00:43:27Where are they?
00:43:30Damn! Dropped them in my room! I'm grabbing them now!
00:43:36What now?
00:43:39I want to ask, what is emptiness?
00:43:43Form is emptiness!
00:43:45Form is emptiness!
00:43:51Ross, I'm going to shatter every bone in his body!
00:43:55Drag his whole family to hell!
00:43:59With those busted-ass legs of yours, forget ever beating Ross on the field.
00:44:06He's my old captain.
00:44:08Diego's golden boy.
00:44:10Trained to be a king.
00:44:13Who is Diego?
00:44:16Diego's my lifelong shadow.
00:44:19The bastard stole my crown back then.
00:44:22Want to get revenge in the danger zone?
00:44:25I'll do whatever it takes to drag him down to hell!
00:44:33This is the forbidden dark art, Satan's technique.
00:44:36Since your legs are gone, use your skull to shatter this false world.
00:44:42To master this forbidden art, destroy your leg-merderians, and concentrate all strength into your head?
00:44:48Ha, Ross! I'm coming to end your career!
00:44:51Diego, since you pinned the future of the game on Ross, I'll nail your only heir to the pillar of
00:44:58shame with my own hands.
00:45:02Ross, your old man, locked himself in the prayer room, begging God to forgive him for tossing you aside like
00:45:09some defective product.
00:45:11A coach who only cares about transfer fees and wins?
00:45:14You really think he's got a soul left to repent?
00:45:17Boss, it's chaos out there.
00:45:19Every screen in New York is broadcasting live.
00:45:21Diego, the god of the game, is back.
00:45:24He disappeared 20 years ago, and now he's announced a global tryout for the next king of football.
00:45:29No way. Master's been ghosting on that deserted island for two decades.
00:45:33He ain't gonna throw some flashy tryout in the middle of New York's circus.
00:45:36My old man doesn't even own a TV over there.
00:45:38How would he come to New York to pull some fake-ass soccer show?
00:45:40Tap clubs worldwide are losing their minds, all rushing to the New York Met Stadium to witness what they're calling
00:45:44the Hand of God Miracle.
00:45:45This ain't no tryout. They're baiting me, setting a trap, knowing I'd show up.
00:45:53Boss, the city's already lit up.
00:45:55That so-called god of the game set up a 1v1 king of the field showdown at the Met, yelling
00:45:59for every pro player in America to join.
00:46:01Diego's an old relic without a smartphone.
00:46:03There's no way he's in New York running some commercial scam.
00:46:07Someone's pulling a fast one.
00:46:08Someone's using my master's name to drag me, the ace out.
00:46:12Bro, wanna crash that fakes party with a little accidental collision?
00:46:16Harland, you go undercover first.
00:46:19Scope out their playbook.
00:46:21Got it, master.
00:46:22I'll lock down their defense like a hawk.
00:46:25Let's roll.
00:46:27Time to meet this so-called god of the game.
00:46:32Bro, 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.
00:46:43Why now?
00:46:44That's a whole different game.
00:46:46Back on the island, didn't you crash in with me all the time?
00:46:49Bro, you've changed.
00:46:50You trying to bench me or what?
00:46:52Look, with this nightmare weather in New York, get inside.
00:46:59Ross, I'm a damn golden boot babe, and you're crashing on the floor like some scrub on defense?
00:47:05What, your balls are out for the season or something?
00:47:07Shut it.
00:47:08Enough ball talk.
00:47:09It's off-season.
00:47:14Bro, wish I could crash in with you all the time.
00:47:20Selena?
00:47:21You 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.
00:47:27You buying that?
00:47:34Bro, I...
00:47:37Faster!
00:47:37I got him!
00:47:38That fake Diego imposter is right at...
00:47:42Harland!
00:47:43Don't you know you gotta blow the whistle before you storm the field?
00:47:46Uh, did I just misread the play and block your killer shot?
00:47:50Carry on, I saw nothing.
00:47:52Get your ass back here.
00:47:55Master, I went all night digging.
00:47:58That imposter claiming to be the soccer god is parading around Metropolis Stadium,
00:48:01recruiting so-called talent.
00:48:03But his dribbling's shaky, breathing's off, he's pure amateur trash.
00:48:06Typical poser striker.
00:48:08All flash, no bite.
00:48:09They bust their asses putting on this king of football tryout.
00:48:12What are they really after?
00:48:13They know I'm coming.
00:48:15This so-called apprentice contest is Vincent's Gileadon's setup just for me.
00:48:21Brother, the enemy's already set up a brick wall waiting to trap us.
00:48:24Charging in blind will end your career right there.
00:48:29When the road narrows, the brave take the win.
00:48:32God's foot fears no crooked refs.
00:48:34Harland, no holding back this time.
00:48:36If they want to play dirty, we'll tear their goal apart together.
00:48:40Yes, Master!
00:48:41I'm going to show all of New York what real dribbling looks like!
00:48:50Hold up.
00:48:51Only players ranked in the Global Pro League can enter the king of king of football tryouts.
00:48:55I'm not on the roster.
00:48:57No rank?
00:48:57Fine.
00:48:58Bring 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.
00:49:04Otherwise, get back to work.
00:49:06My sponsor's Harland.
00:49:15Kid, what crazy crap you spouting?
00:49:18Harland's the king of the world, a god of the pitch.
00:49:20You're just a janitor.
00:49:21You don't even have right to say his name.
00:49:23Sounds like you know Harland pretty well.
00:49:27I'm ranked 60th in the North American League scorers.
00:49:31Harland's my hero.
00:49:32Bet you can't even put any power behind a shot.
00:49:34You're going to wow us with a few keepy-uppies?
00:49:39Kid, you're looking at world-class keepy-uppies.
00:49:43You stinky janitor must have watched too many Shaolin soccer flicks.
00:49:48Get back to mopping floors.
00:49:49Don't mess up our pitch with those filthy work boots.
00:49:52Manhattan don't need some ball-jungling janitor.
00:49:56Scram for real players.
00:50:02Who are you telling to scram?
00:50:05Hold up.
00:50:07You say a 1-800-pound shot gets you a ticket in?
00:50:10Really?
00:50:25Hey!
00:50:26Check out the janitor in yellow overalls staring down a pro-grade force meter.
00:50:33Kid, quit the act.
00:50:34With that scrawny-eye-ass frame, you couldn't even trigger the sensor with a kick.
00:50:38If the rule's 1-800-pound to get in, I'm making a bet right here.
00:50:42Bet what?
00:50:43You're just some amateur trash.
00:50:44What you got to back that up?
00:50:47If I kick harder than you, you drop to your knees and lick up that drink you spit on the
00:50:51ground.
00:50:52Fuck you!
00:50:53I'm number 60 on the North American League scorers.
00:50:56You ball-jungling janitor ever set foot on a pro field?
00:51:01Today, I'm going to show you what a real player looks like.
00:51:12Rank 60.
00:51:13Incredible.
00:51:141,000 or 40 pounds of striking force.
00:51:16That's elite.
00:51:17On par with top 10 Ballon d'Or level players.
00:51:20See that?
00:51:21That's power.
00:51:22That kind of dominance?
00:51:24You janitor scum ain't got a shot at that.
00:51:26Not in 20 years.
00:51:27Don't know if your kick's strong, but your mouth sure is filthy.
00:51:32What are you doing?
00:51:33Taking a stroll in the penalty blocks?
00:51:35Ha.
00:51:48No way.
00:51:50No run-up.
00:51:51Three inches of leg swing.
00:51:53How do you kick with more power than Harmond?
00:51:55So, am I good to go now?
00:52:002,700 pounds?
00:52:02Even the top three in the whole Ballon d'Or never hit numbers like that.
00:52:06You're just a janitor.
00:52:08How is that possible?
00:52:10Three inches.
00:52:12Just three inches of leg swing.
00:52:15That's not human power.
00:52:17That's some freak of nature.
00:52:20My bro's barely at 30% strength.
00:52:22If he went full throttle, you junk heaps would be scrap metal by now.
00:52:27Honored sir!
00:52:28Please!
00:52:40Is this the best trash America's got left?
00:52:43You clowns never trained a day in your lives?
00:52:51Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!
00:52:54Ha!
00:52:55Ha!
00:52:55Ha!
00:52:56Ha!
00:52:56Ha!
00:53:01The 18th pro player!
00:53:04Down for the count!
00:53:06Leisander pulls off another hat-trick massacre!
00:53:09This dude's lost it.
00:53:11How did Leander turn into this monster?
00:53:13He used to be just a dirty second-rate forward!
00:53:16Ha ha ha ha ha ha!
00:53:21Cold as death.
00:53:23Looks like he mastered the Satan-Devil technique and lost all humanity.
00:53:28Bro, this guy's vibe is straight up undead.
00:53:30Like he kicked his way back from hell.
00:53:36Ross.
00:53:37I crawled out of the Devil's Island swamp just to tear you apart on this damn field!
00:53:42King of football!
00:53:43God of the game!
00:53:45In front of my Satanic Devil power!
00:53:47They all get crushed!
00:53:48I'll pay back every wound you gave me a hundred times over!
00:53:59That all depends if you, redhead, can handle what I'm about to throw at you.
00:54:13This is the so-called American Ballon d'Or level?
00:54:17Who else is dumb enough to step into my damn penalty box?
00:54:22This lunatic's already wrecked 18 top strikers!
00:54:26This ain't soccer!
00:54:28It's a damn massacre!
00:54:30That header just now...
00:54:32smashed the goalie's sternum in.
00:54:34This guy's a demon.
00:54:42Lee Sand, didn't expect you'd turn into a monster just to get revenge.
00:54:47If it means winning, I don't give a damn about being a monster!
00:54:52Victory's the only law in this world!
00:54:59When you become the King of the Pitch, everyone else kneels and bows down to you!
00:55:06Bro, he's completely lost it.
00:55:09This guy's mind is totally twisted by the Devil.
00:55:11To master headers, all his blood rushes to his head.
00:55:14This Satan's Fiend technique is draining his life away.
00:55:17Harmon's got killer instincts, but going toe-to-toe with a lunaturk who sold his soul to Satan is a
00:55:22losing game.
00:55:22You bloated, ugly freak!
00:55:24You deserve to have your deke kick-kicked to bits by my master!
00:55:28I'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.
00:55:47Bring it!
00:55:52Too slow, at this speed.
00:55:56Even the towel guy on the bench couldn't catch it.
00:56:12The world's top dog, Harland, just got wrecked by a damn header!
00:56:16Bro, that guy's Satan Devil Strike comes from angles no normal player can read.
00:56:23Harland couldn't predict it.
00:56:25Satan Devil Strike.
00:56:26It reverses your blood flow.
00:56:28Every move burns your life away.
00:56:34Harland, the so-called King of Football.
00:56:37You're nothing but dirt under my boots.
00:56:43Kicking this dirty-ass ball?
00:56:45You ain't fit to call yourself a footballer!
00:56:50Only losers don't deserve to be athletes!
00:56:53Winner takes all!
00:56:54Ever heard of that, King of Football?
00:56:57Only Satan's power rules the field.
00:57:01Dumbasses like you can't even grasp the might of the demon, God.
00:57:08Ross!
00:57:10Storm the box and claim your deathbed!
00:57:22Using demon god power to play and still call yourself an athlete?
00:57:30See that?
00:57:31That's how the world's top king falls!
00:57:35Ross, I'm gonna double the pain.
00:57:38And shame you put on me in this King's Showdown.
00:57:43That little Phoenix Wildcat ain't bad either.
00:57:46Bet she smells damn good in the locker room.
00:57:49Damn psycho!
00:57:56After I kill you, I'll take my time with that wild girl.
00:58:04Harland, he's forcing that Satan-Devil strike.
00:58:07His breathing's all wrong.
00:58:08Feel the air shift, man!
00:58:10The ball isn't controlled with muscle.
00:58:13Remember this.
00:58:14The best dribblers don't watch the ball.
00:58:21The mind is emptiness.
00:58:23Emptiness is the mind.
00:58:32Spiral smash shot!
00:58:44No way!
00:58:46You...
00:58:46How did you hit me?
00:58:59Forbibin' dark art.
00:59:02Demon's head might!
00:59:04The power of blood.
00:59:07Above all else.
00:59:10Die, Harland!
00:59:20The world's top ball king?
00:59:22Just another loser under my boot.
00:59:25Now, your life fuels my sacred skill.
00:59:36No freaking way!
00:59:37My header smash!
00:59:39How the hell did you block it with your foot?
00:59:42Power-bought with blood?
00:59:44Like a crooked ref on the field?
00:59:47Its impact's always limited.
00:59:51Ah!
00:59:53My head!
00:59:55Satan.
00:59:57You ready to face God's wrath?
01:00:13That's my man!
01:00:15Throw this cancer a red card!
01:00:17Send him straight to hell!
01:00:20Master.
01:00:22So this is the raw power of the God's foot.
01:00:25Who the hell is this janitor?
01:00:27He just blocked the Satan headbutt that even Harland couldn't stop.
01:00:30Ha!
01:00:31Just dumb luck!
01:00:33Even a legend like Richard's on the way out!
01:00:37What does some toilet cleaner know about tactics?
01:00:41Ross!
01:00:42You crippled my legs, crushed my balls!
01:00:46Today, you pay in blood, no mercy!
01:00:49You should thank me for turning you into a cripple.
01:00:53That's the only reason you got to learn that dark art.
01:00:55I'm gonna bury you under this turf!
01:01:03Amateur moves like that don't faze me.
01:01:07You're only hitting my ghost.
01:01:09Players blinded by hate can't see the real drop point.
01:01:12Shut up!
01:01:14Go to hell!
01:01:43Ah, Ross!
01:01:45I'm gonna kill you!
01:01:47I swear I'm gonna kill you!
01:01:54We're about to get a lifetime ban.
01:01:56One kick.
01:01:57Just one kick took down that bloodthirsty freak.
01:02:00That's the Satan Devil's move.
01:02:01Even the world champ couldn't stop.
01:02:02We were just mocking a true king of the pitch.
01:02:04This fight's over.
01:02:05Ross takes the crown.
01:02:07The world champ is Ross!
01:02:10Oh, great ball god.
01:02:12Now that the dust settled, what about taking me as your apprentice?
01:02:16Since no one else steps up, the title goes to this Ross.
01:02:21I'm somewhat pleased.
01:02:23Then I officially declare...
01:02:25Hold up.
01:02:28You're the world-renowned Diego, the so-called Hand of God?
01:02:33If I'm gonna be your disciple, I wanna see just how untouchable that Hand of God really is.
01:02:39Is he nuts?
01:02:40Even if he beat Lee Sand, who dares challenge the Hand of God one-on-one?
01:02:46Ahem.
01:02:48The ball god's power ain't for show.
01:02:50Kid, you're green.
01:02:52Don't rush greatness.
01:02:54Diego's legend runs deep.
01:02:56If he doesn't show some moves today, how are my brothers joining him willingly?
01:02:59Fine then, I'll school you a bit.
01:03:01Watch close.
01:03:02This is the Hand of God's ultimate secret.
01:03:03Seamless dribbling.
01:03:04Breath deep, grip the world.
01:03:06Absorb, deflect, unleash.
01:03:08Lightning, five strikes.
01:03:09Ha!
01:03:11Old man, you sure that hand ever got kissed by God?
01:03:15How about catching a taste of the foot of God instead?
01:03:20Don't kick!
01:03:22Mercy!
01:03:23I'm sorry.
01:03:25I'm so sorry.
01:03:26I'm not the ball god.
01:03:28I'm just a damn Hollywood actor they hired.
01:03:30Bro, let's go back.
01:03:31No point wasting time on these clowns.
01:03:33Go tell whoever hired you.
01:03:35I'm waiting for them, Ross style.
01:03:44That smell.
01:03:46Reeks like some illegal weed.
01:04:07You actually poisoned me?
01:04:12As long as I hold your so-called ace, I ain't scared of Ross walking off without a red card.
01:04:23Mr. Ross, your ball skills are straight-up legendary.
01:04:28The whole team wants to learn from you.
01:04:31Master, just remember Diego once mentioned a zero-angle curve that can shut down Lee San's dirty headers.
01:04:38Mr. Ross, I heard you're the new king of football.
01:04:41The organizers asked me to bring you this special drink for the champion.
01:04:45Tell your boss thanks for me.
01:04:47Boss picked this tune for you.
01:04:48Ambush from Ten Sai.
01:04:50Looks like your boss digs Chinese music.
01:05:02How's that special drink taste?
01:05:06Time's ticking.
01:05:07The poison's about to bench you for the season.
01:05:13You drank my poison, no matter how tough.
01:05:17You're done for now.
01:05:18Who sent you?
01:05:31Ross, as Diego's heir, seeing your senior uncle happy now?
01:05:46This king of the ball showdown in New York?
01:05:50You schemed this?
01:05:52No surprise.
01:05:54Diego's god of the game disciple.
01:05:58Even poisoned, your mind is still intact.
01:06:02That's right.
01:06:03I was the one who arranged the fake soccer god, Diego.
01:06:06I was the one who gave Leah Satan's devil technique.
01:06:09Everything that happened on that field today was my plan.
01:06:12Who the hell are you?
01:06:13Why are you targeting me and my master?
01:06:15Who am I?
01:06:16I'm Diego's teammate.
01:06:18The committee kicked me out for a tiny bit of juice.
01:06:20Your master stole my soccer god glory.
01:06:22I'm sworn enemy to that bastard for life.
01:06:25Spill it!
01:06:25Where the hell is that old man hiding?
01:06:28Even if you kill me right now, I won't say a word.
01:06:38Tough talk.
01:06:39You want to be the MVP of the whole game, but what about her?
01:06:45Selena!
01:06:47Senior brother, don't bother with me.
01:06:50Just run.
01:06:54Whoever tells me where Diego's at, I'll hand over a get-out-of-jail-free card.
01:07:00Deal?
01:07:01Vincent!
01:07:03You touch her, I swear I'll kill you!
01:07:06First, I'm going to break her.
01:07:08Then you can try to kill me.
01:07:11Go to hell!
01:07:16You're poisoned already.
01:07:18In my eyes, you're just a sitting duck.
01:07:20Didn't your master Diego ever teach you, against a rigged ref, skills don't mean jack shit?
01:07:29Diego crushed my starting spot.
01:07:31Kicked me off the national team.
01:07:35Today, I'm cashing in that debt on your ass with interest.
01:07:41All that instinct and sportsmanship Diego taught you is garbage in a real fight for survival.
01:07:48This world is about forcing your way through by any means necessary.
01:07:52Please, spare my brother.
01:07:54Please, spare my brother.
01:07:55I'll tell you my dad's secret pitch location.
01:07:58Just don't kick anymore!
01:08:04Selena, don't...
01:08:06Don't...
01:08:12Still want to be the MVP when you're about to bite the dust?
01:08:33I'm gonna wreck your whole damn career!
01:08:47Outcast of the pitch!
01:08:48Who gave you the balls to bench my protege?
01:08:51My captain!
01:08:52You finally show up!
01:08:54My Satan's fury is at its peak now.
01:08:57Your outdated coaching crap should have been tossed in the trash ages ago.
01:09:14My old captain.
01:09:16Still got a hell of a kick in those legs.
01:09:18That little hand of god trick of yours.
01:09:22If you'd used it fixing matches, you'd own half the damn world by now.
01:09:26Vinicent, you were kicked off the national team for doping.
01:09:29And now you've turned, sir, to a monster,
01:09:31stuffing your body with chemicals to chase that so-called Satan ball.
01:09:35You don't belong on a football pitch.
01:09:37I just want to win. What's my crime?
01:09:39Anyone willing to do anything to win has no place on a football pitch.
01:09:43Today, I'm kicking you out of this sport for good!
01:09:57Ross, watch closely.
01:09:59This is what playing's really about.
01:10:01Control the ball first.
01:10:02Command the game with your feet.
01:10:05God's foot.
01:10:07Clearing the clouds.
01:10:08Revealing the truth.
01:10:14Damn it.
01:10:15Cut the crap out!
01:10:17Pay up with your own damn legs.
01:10:20Or I'm sentencing every last one of them to death!
01:10:24Mom!
01:10:25Sister!
01:10:26Selina!
01:10:28Kid, get out with your master.
01:10:32Forget about us.
01:10:36Bro, your skills ain't rusty.
01:10:39But in this world full of crooked refs, just plain ball ain't been cut.
01:10:44Now, I'm ordering you, cripple yourself, or I'll have this lady's legs chopped off first.
01:10:51An incident.
01:10:53You really stooped that low, huh?
01:10:57You pushed me into this filthy mess!
01:11:10You're willing to die just to save someone?
01:11:13Ha!
01:11:14I'm gonna use death itself to punish your so-called loyalty.
01:11:21Boss, my clan's got this dark ritual.
01:11:24You paint a totem with fresh blood, force your whole damn body to wake up.
01:11:28But the price is...
01:11:34Touch my mother!
01:11:35And you're dead meat!
01:11:40From this second on, as long as I'm on this field...
01:11:45Nobody's laying a finger on my family!
01:11:47Kid, you better watch your back.
01:11:50Get out of here, now!
01:11:53Bullshit.
01:11:54You think slapping a totem on it flips the script?
01:11:57Go fuck yourself.
01:12:07The god foot.
01:12:08Damn!
01:12:09No way!
01:12:11My damn magic's peaked!
01:12:13How the hell did you just blast me back?
01:12:18You actually cracked the god deer of soccer when you were backed into a corner?
01:12:23Ross!
01:12:24You make one move, and I'll gut this old bastard right through the throat!
01:12:29Cripple your own legs!
01:12:31Immediately!
01:12:33Otherwise, you better start prepping your mama's funeral!
01:12:36Ha ha ha!
01:12:39Lee Sander!
01:12:41Get your knife off my mom's neck, now!
01:12:43Step aside?
01:12:44Ross, that god's foot move you just throw?
01:12:46Thought you were hot shit, huh?
01:12:48Now I want you on your knees, wallowing in the dirt like a beaten muck, begging me for mercy!
01:12:53Ha ha ha!
01:12:53So what if you cracked the god zone?
01:12:55In this game, you're already chained to your damn family.
01:12:59Feelings are your biggest damn weakness.
01:13:01Cripple yourself and kneel down!
01:13:03I'm running out of patience!
01:13:05You cropple my legs, then you let them walk free?
01:13:09You're not even qualified to talk terms with me.
01:13:14Ken!
01:13:15Don't rep yourself over me!
01:13:19Mom, don't freak out.
01:13:21Even if I quit football, I swear I'll get you home.
01:13:24Seeing you play again in this life?
01:13:26That's god's biggest damn gift.
01:13:29You're meant to be a legend on that field.
01:13:31I won't let myself be your chain.
01:13:34Mom!
01:13:34What are you doing?
01:13:37Kid, go be the real king of the game.
01:13:39Mom, never look back.
01:13:42No!
01:13:43You crazy bitch!
01:13:46Mom!
01:13:59Get your mom out of here.
01:14:03I owe you two one apology.
01:14:06Old lunatic!
01:14:07You just threw yourself onto my knife!
01:14:10Get the hell away!
01:14:17Retreat!
01:14:18Move!
01:14:18That bastard's awakened the domain of God!
01:14:21His mother's gone!
01:14:22His only weakness is gone!
01:14:24If we stay here, he'll kick every last one of us into the grave!
01:14:33Anyone who lays a hand on my folks, dies.
01:14:49I actually lost to Diego's damn apprentice.
01:14:58Only now I get it.
01:15:00My greatest win wasn't the championship.
01:15:04It was having you, Ross.
01:15:07Can you call me Dad?
01:15:16Dad?
01:15:30My father's gone back to the island.
01:15:33Before he left, he told me to stay with you for the rest of the season as your full-time
01:15:36assistant coach.
01:15:39Fine.
01:15:40We go home.
01:15:43Together.
01:15:46Together.
01:15:50Together.
01:15:51Together.
01:15:51Together.