The Trigonal: Fight for Justice

Are you ready, yet? Are you ready?

- Fight! - - Are you ready?

- Fight, fight, fight! - - Fight!

Fight, fight, fight, fight,

fight, fight, fight!

- Cheers, cheers! - Cheers!

Do you want to move to champagne?

- Yes, do you have that? - Can I have?

Yeah, okay. There you go. Thank you.

Yeah, I got this, go.

Another year,

another gold.

What's next for you, Jacob?

Hmm, we'll see.

It's got to be bigger, got to be better.

What else could be bigger and better than that?

What are you chasing?

Seriously?

The game, it's always evolving. Somewhere in the world

there's always something to beat.

Two years ago, when you moved back

from the States with your wife,

I really thought you were going to hang up the gloves

and retire, but two years later

- and five championship tournaments... - I love fighting.

I love the feeling. I love the feeling of being in there,

man to man, testing your limits, going above and beyond

of what you think your body can endure.

Pow! Boom!

You score that winning punch, KO.

It's addicting. It's a bad-ass feeling,

That's why it's so hard to stop!

What's hard to stop?

Loving you, that's what's so hard to stop.

- Were you trying to stop? - Hell no.

Even if he tried, Annie.

Ah!

You going to drink?

Ugh, no, I can't.

Open.

No.

- No? - It's cold.

No, I can't.

- You sure? - Yeah, take them both.

We're celebrating anyway.

Oh, should I be doing this now?

Jacob, Jake!

- You're so corny. - No?

No.

Corny, how about, how about this? How about, how about this?

- I like that. - Hey, you like that, yeah?

- What do we call this dance? - This is, um, this is, you should do it, here.

- Okay. - You should do it.

This is, uh, this is the, the Mama dance!

You're liking the Mama dance?

- I do like it. - You like...

I do like the Mama dance.

Yeah.

You like the Mama dance?

Yeah?

- You want to... - Shh.

Hmm?

Did you just say the Mama dance?

Yeah.

You...

Then...

- And we... - You, you should be doing the Daddy dance.

Yeah.

You're going to be a mom?

Mm-hmm.

I'm going to be a dad?

I'm going to be a dad.

Oh, my god.

Okay.

So?

What do you think?

You finished the crib.

I'm impressed.

Well, when I retire from this karate thing,

I'm going to need something to take up.

So how about I take up baby carpentry?

Ah, you're so funny.

You are a funny guy.

Mm.

Everything all right?

You feeling okay?

We can still do it, right?

Jacob, I going to be serious here.

I really think you should stop fighting, already.

Baby, do we have to talk about this right now?

I mean it.

When you wanted to move back here,

and I followed you from the States,

- I thought we were going to start something new. - But we are.

I thought we got something good going on here.

Do we?

We have a business that is teetering from past due bills. We're in debt.

- We haven't even recovered our initial investment, yet. - That's why I fight, right?

To boost the cash flow, to boost the reputation of the dojo, to achieve our goals.

Annie, we have so much more to achieve.

Like what?

What else is there to fight for?

You have the dojo. You have your students.

You have me.

Soon, you'll have a baby.

Annie, I thought we've talked about this already.

What?

- Hey, Mei! - Hello, suckers!

How are you?

Hey, I got to go see my pops.

Eh?

One, two, three, go!

One, two, three, go!

Today, we're warming up with some basic drills.

- Sir Niño, fighting stance. - -One, two, three, go!

One, two, three, go!

- One, two, three, go! - -Find your partner,

face each other, bow.

Jacob.

Someone's here.

Niño, finish the front kick reverse punch

then the side kick and then just take over, all right?

I'll be back.

Gentlemen, what can I do for you?

Our boss asked us to make sure that we deliver an invitation personally.

What kind of invitation?

This is Annie, my wife, better half.

Annie.

Allen, Hank Allen.

Well, let's cut to the chase.

Our boss is holding a very special fighting event.

Did you sign up for something?

Hmm? No, no idea who these guys are, baby.

You've heard of the Trigonal, right?

- Yeah, that's a myth. - Well, it exists.

And I'm handing you a personal invitation

to try out for it, straight from the boss.

- Who's your boss? - Are you kidding me? What the hell?

Baby, they just came over here to give me an invitation.

No, it's not even a discussion.

We're not interested.

Thank you, but no.

Please leave.

Are you kidding me?

You heard the boss.

There's the door, brother.

It's time to go.

One, two, three, go!

Hi-yah!

Exactly.

Exactly.

Okay, see you.

My gladiators, I remember, a long time ago,

I was just like him, young, ferocious,

fighting machine.

This was my world.

Nothing else mattered but the fight.

Sit down, gentlemen.

So you got him in.

I found him, and I invited him to join the competition,

like you said boss.

But, uh...

But what?

But he's not coming.

Technically, his wife got in the middle

and stopped him from even thinking about it.

- And you did nothing. - Yeah.

No, I mean I just gave him the invitation as you ordered.

You're a fucking moron.

I give you an easy fucking job,

and you fucking blew it.

Well, he didn't want to come,

and I didn't want to create a big scene.

- Get the fuck off the island. - What?

Oh, you're deaf now as well? Get the, get this guy off my island,

before I have him...

Boss!

Go back to the mainland, take a chill pill.

You're off the pay until I decide

to get all charitable and shit.

Boss.

Get the fuck out of here, mate!

Motherfucker, no, no, no.

You look good. James, how's your training?

Ah, it's all good, sir. Be much better if I get some of that Buddha Gold in me.

In due time, champ, in due time.

This next version we're working on is going to blow you away, guaranteed.

- You'll be punching holes into people's heads, like pancakes. - That sounds great.

Get your kidneys checked out, tomorrow.

- Make sure that the doctor clears you first. - Will do, boss.

My clients from around the world will be coming

in a month's time for the showcase,

and I need to put on a really good show for them.

- So you stay clean and ready to fight, okay? - Sure thing.

Okay, get the fuck out of here.

By the way, who's this guy, Mr. Jacob Casa? What's his fucking deal?

He's a local martial arts hero.

Everybody thinks he's indestructible.

But you, my man, will destroy their little hero.

Yes, I will.