American Ninja 3: Blood Hunt

Come on!

- Yeah... yeah! - Come on!

Let's try and do this nice and easy, without any blood.

Like a cobra, huh?

And if we can't?

I said we can try, Andreas.

Here in America, there's always some smartass who tries to be a hero.

We'll soon be out of America. We'll have money to build my new plant.

We've got a great future together. Don't blow it.

Hey, Sean. When's your dad coming on?

One more fight and they'll start the main event.

Where's Sean?

I don't know. This kid's never around when you want him.

Come on!

Yo, work this shoulder.

Now breathe.

Go, go! Go!

- Hey, Sean! Sean, where you going? - I'll be right back.

- Wait! I'll come with you. - No. I'll be back before the next.

Go.

Use the crowd noise to cover our move.

- Get up! Get up against the wall! - If they move, kill them.

- Come here, boy. - Sean!

- Stand back! - Don't shoot my son!

No!

- Sean, look out! - Dad!

Dad...

Help him, Izumo. Help him!

I'm bleeding. The little brat bit me!

- Izumo? Is he...? - I'm afraid he is.

Sean, in the last months you have proven yourself a worthy student.

Thank you, Master.

Now it is time to continue your training

in the art of Mikkyo, the secret doctrine.

First position.

Second position.

Third position.

Fourth position.

Fifth position.

Very good, Sean. First position.

First strike. Second position.

Third position.

Angle the sword down.

Fourth position.

Fifth position. Well done, Sean.

That's OK.

Four, five.

One, two.

- One, two... - Ow!

Your body is merely the vehicle of your soul.

Ultimate physical power can be achieved only by way of spiritual power.

Your mind and soul over your body. Remember that, Sean.

Mind and soul over your body.

Sean?

Do you remember the first technique?

It's been a long time.

Hai!

We have overcome your tragedy and turned it into opportunity.

My doubts and fears of bringing you here are at rest.

Your ability shows that a greater destiny awaits you.

Now you must seek out this destiny alone.

Your training is at last complete, Sean.

Now you are a ninja.

Gentlemen, may I have your attention?

Thank you for coming. Please be seated.

Today is really a great day.

This project has been over ten years in research.

But I'm glad that I can tell you that there will be no more inefficient hijackings.

No more bungled kidnappings or mistimed bombings.

Now terrorism can be scientifically focused to be totally effective.

It all sounds quite impressive, Doctor.

But until you prove its ability to defeat any human -

or should I say even the strongest human? - they're not buying.

Very good, General Andreas. That's a good challenge. I'll accept it, too.

We'll find a superhuman and show you the power of our new experiment.

We'd be ready to strike within a month, if not sooner.

Things seem to be going nicely.

Except for General Andreas. I don't know how you tolerate his incessant demands.

His dissatisfaction can work to our advantage.

Until he's outlived his usefulness, let him

think he runs the island. It doesn't matter.

Air Triana announces the departure of its flight...

Excuse me. You're Sean Davidson, right?

Yeah.

- Curtis. Curtis Jackson! - That's right.

- Good to see you again, man. - Good to see you.

- Fighting lightweight? - I'm just gonna do the sword competition.

Excuse me. Sorry. You made the cover of Inside Karate this month.

- Dex. - Hi, Dex. Sean Davidson.

Good to meet you, man. It's a pleasure. It really is.

- Hey, this is Curtis Jackson. - Dex.

- Of course. The sword man. - That's right.

Boy. The English look, uh... very pale, wouldn't you say?

That's Joe Simpson there. He's tough.

I see Tom Wright from Australia's here also.

I ain't worried. I mean, uh... we're Americans, right?

- This your first time? - Yeah.

- Come on. - ... please board immediately.

Triana Island Air is pleased to announce

the flight from the mainland has now arrived at Gate 3.

Oh.

- Well, they've all arrived. - Great. Please, sit down.

- Would you like a drink? - No, thanks.

Arranging that tournament was actually a fabulous idea. Really fabulous.

Well, only if the right one is here.

Remember, General Andreas asked for a superhuman.

Yes. That is the question.

I saw the American team at the airport. I think the guy we're after is one of them.

Really?

Very good. Watch the tournament. If you think he's the one, let me know.

- Absolutely. I will. - Thank you.

Welcome to the opening

of the 1989 Island Games International Karate Championship.

East Bay Labs is proud to sponsor these games.

As their representative,

I would now like to introduce the honorary host of this marvelous event,

the distinguished leader of Triana, General Andreas.

Thank you.

Ladies and gentlemen,

over the next few days you will see the battles of modern-day warriors,

courageous men who will prove their strength and skills

in the spirit of international competition.

Let the games begin.

And now, from America, Sean Davidson,

three times black belt karate champion.

And his opponent, from Great Britain,

the European karate champion, Joe Simpson.

Sean Davidson is on the white line and Joe Simpson is on the red line.

Gentlemen, here. Bow.

To each other, bow. Fighting stance.

Sean Davidson appears to be taunting Joe Simpson by remaining still.

Good blocks and quick reactions from Davidson has averted any contact hits.

Continue.

A nice combination by Davidson gives him a first point.

Ready?

A solid hit by Simpson ties the match.

Whoever gets the next point will be the winner.

No point.

Despite Davidson's contact hit, it was a no point. Simpson was out of bounds.

Continue.

Strike point. Winner.

Sean Davidson wasn't going to leave anything to chance.

He defeated Simpson with a fast kick to win the match.

Wow, would you look at those two! I'm gonna get us a table with them, OK?

If he introduces me again as the karate champion...

- May we join you, my friends and I? - Yeah.

Guys, come on over for a beer.

Let me introduce you. My buddy Sean.

- Hi. - Karate champion.

Hi, I'm Susanna.

And this is Powerhouse Jackson. Oh, Powerhouse!

- Nice to meet you. - Powerhouse.

I'm Dex. Kind of the... heartthrob of the group.

- Your best one yet! - Can we have three beers, please?

- No. Make mine a Coke, if you will. - Make that two.

- Are you with the tournament? - We represent the United States.

- Who do you represent? - Myself.

Yourself? I'm very glad. Perhaps there is a God.

Thank you. You're very charming.

Hey, Sean, what's up?

Can you keep up with him? OK.

Go.

Hey. An oriental man, older guy, and a couple of other guys. What room?

What room?

Upstairs on the right.

Izumo.

Sean.

It's you.

Izumo, what's going on?

What are you doing here? Who are those people?

Sean! Help me!

Sean!

Sean!

Help, Sean!

Sean!

This way, Sean!

Izumo!

What the hell?

This comb has history. Yeah, it's...

Jackson! Jackson.

- I've got to talk to you. - Sure. Excuse me.

- Come here, man. - Yeah. How you doin'?

- Later, girls! - What happened to you?

I'm not sure.

You're a mess.

Look...

I have a master, Izumo.

He raised me since my father's killing

in the way of ninja.

- You're a ninja? - Yes.

So that explains a few things.

I saw Izumo here.

He was being kidnapped by the ninja.

The ninja. Not again.

I thought ninja only hung out in Japan.

No, they were here.

Look... I don't want you guys to get involved.

I'm in, buddy.

OK, but what about the tournament?

To me, Izumo is much more important.