No Retreat, No Surrender

Anti-block!

Tripod!

Hand block!

Anti-block!

Straight punch!

Head block!

Turn!

Double punch!

Double punch!

Elbow!

Block wrist!

Elbow!

Block wrist!

Side kick!

Front kick!

Chop!

Elbow!

Elbow!

Leg block!

Straight punch!

Leg block!

Straight punch!

Leg block!

Leg block!

Straight punch!

Stop!

One-step sparring.

Partners!

Head punch to face!

Kamae!

Back.

Back.

Jason!

What are you doing?

One-step, Sensei.

This isn't Bruce Lee's jeet kune do. It's karate!

Now get with the program, okay?

Yes, Sensei.

Okay.

Everybody continue!

Bow!

Dismissed.

Okay, okay, okay.

Did you think over our proposal, Mr. Stillwell?

Yes, I did.

And I'm sorry you came all the way from New York...

for nothing.

Now, I don't want to waste anymore of your time.

- Meaning? - Meaning...

I must decline your offer.

If money's the problem...

things can be worked out.

That's not it.

I won't join...

your organization.

And my superiors will be quite insulted.

I understood I had a choice in the matter.

Are you that naive, Mr. Stillwell?

Now you force my hand.

An example must be made.

You see.

This will solve nothing.

Perhaps it'll prove instructive for others with the same ideas?

I will not fight!

So be it.

Karate is not to be used aggressively.

Ow God!

Dad!

Dad!

You bastards!

We'll be back with the contract, Mr. Stillwell. Until then, get some rest.

Jason!

Jason!

Jason!

Dad, are you okay?

I think my leg is broken.

- We'll get them. We'll make them pay. - No, Jason!

It's over.

Fighting them is not the answer.

What is the answer?

This is it, ladies and gentlemen. Last stop!

Yes, ma'am!

Here we go, sir.

Let me help you with that.

That's it.

Alright.

Jason, quit screwing around and get to work.

Jason.

- Come here and help me with these things. - Okay!

- I'll get these. - Get the big ones.

Okay.

Great!

Yes!

Yes. Check me out, dude.

Looking good.

- Hey, nice moves. - Hey, thanks.

- My name's R.J. How you doing? - Hi. Jason.

What's R.J. stand for?

Rayford Jefferson Madison the III.

- Wow, no wonder you use R.J. - Yeah.

You moving in?

No, we just came for the weekend. We travel light.

That's good. I was afraid the property values were going down.

Phew. I'll tell my dad not to worry.

Uh, can I give you a hand with any of this?

Yeah, sure. We can always use some help.

- Don't expect to get paid much, though. - No sweat.

I'll just have my accountant bill you.

Hey dude, remind me next time not to let up my services so fast, alright.

Bruce Lee freak.

Just what Kingswood needs.

Why me?

Yes!

Yo, Jace, check me out!

Yes, "float like a butter fly, sting like a bee!"

No, no, no, that's not how you do it. Dodge it.

Again!

Woo! Ha! That's not even hard.

Look at you. Aren't you just so embarrassed?

Again!

Whoa!

You get kissed.

Come ov... c'mon over here and I'll show you something else, alright?

Yeah. Hey, what is this?

It's a wooden man and see it's for like blocking and punching techniques. Watch.

Aw! Is that it?

I can do better than that.

Watch this.

Well, I dance a bit and I'm really quick.

I rock to the beat so basically while you go imitating Bruce Lee.

I like to feel my highs, I like to feel my lows.

Rawry, ro-ro-rock, try to kick 'em with your toes.

I'll do it for you now and I'll show you how.

I'll rock to the beat so watch my feet.

Alright!

Wait!

Not bad!

Hey, ain't no shelf made to mess up this dancin' machine.

What gives anyway?

- Oh, you know, old houses and all. - Yeah.

- Hey, how long you been doin' it? - Karate?

About three years.

Oh, then you must be pretty good, huh?

I got some friends who've been doing it for about two years...

and one's even a second degree black belt. - Uh, I'm not a black belt yet.

What are you in, a special slow learners program, or what?

No.

But, some day I'm going to be just like him.

Hey, I hear he's buried in Seattle. Do you know where?

- Yeah! I'll take you there tomorrow. - Alright!

My name is Jason Stillwell and I just moved here from Los Angeles.

I'm a martial artist too, and...

I wanna be like you some day.

I practice what you teach and I've read everything about you.

Please give me the courage and strength to stand up for what I believe.

Thank you, Sensei Lee.

Alright, alright, alright. Dig in. Eat till it hurts. It's on me.

Thanks for the lunch, Scott. This is great.

Yeah.

- Yeah. - This is great.

No problem.

Stick with me kids. You'll never go hungry.

That was a rough one.

What's the matter, Scott?

It's that slime ball, R.J.

Hey, Scott. Why do you hate that kid so much?

I've got my reasons.

Come here.

Just keep him from going anywhere. That's all I ask.

Alright.

Well, peewee.

Looks like you don't have anywhere else to run.

Do ya?

Yeah, it does look that way.

Get him!

You! Get him!

You scared, punk?

You better be.

'Cause you got nowhere else to run.

- Jace. - Hey, R.J.

Who's the lard ass?

Beat it, Brucie.

Go on home and play with your wooden dolly.

Take a walk, fat boy.

You stay out of this or you're going to get hurt.

This is between him and me.

Get him!

Alright. No retreat. No surrender.

Hey, guys, break it up. Break it up.

You better be glad the scheme paid off, Brucie!

Next time I'm gonna kill you!

...fight fans. We've seen some fade action here.

As we go on to round 7 of the U.S. National Karate Championship.

Seattle's Ian Riley dominated this match from the beginning.

And there's the bell! And Riley storms out!

With punch after punch, and another flurry of punches!

There's a side kick to the face,

and another flurry of punches.

He's like a whirlwind in there!

He tries to get a punch in there...