DOA: Dead or Alive

Princess Kasumi...

your brother is dead. Your destiny is to lead your people.

I will not believe he is dead until I see his body.

There is no body.

Then he is not dead.

I am going to find him.

- The guards won't let you leave. - I am not a cricket in a box.

I alone determine my destiny.

But princess, as your brother's best friend, you must let me help you.

If my brother is really dead, then you are no longer his best friend.

Princess Kasumi! If you leave, you suffer the same fate as your brother.

You will become an outcast...

a shinobi.

So be it.

Princess, the guards will kill you.

Ayane, I know of your love for my brother.

I will find Hayate and bring him home.

Princess Kasumi!

I beg you, do not leave the clan!

I'm your servant, but if you leave, I'm honor-bound to kill you.

Miss Armstrong, I'm sorry to interrupt,

- but it's your father again. - I told you I'm busy.

- But Miss Armstrong, he just... - Okay! Put him on speaker.

Very good.

Hi, Dad, what's up?

Sweetheart, I just hope you know what you're givin' up.

Dad, we already talked about this.

But if you get the afternoon flight,

you can still make it to the tag-team championship in Des Moines.

Dad, I already told you... I am done wrestling.

I'm done bein' fake. I'm done!

Sweetheart?

Are you there?

Hey, Dad, I'm gonna have to call you back in a minute, okay?

Nice yacht.

No guns!

That yacht is worth a million.

I'll shoot any man who puts a bullet in it.

Uh, Miss Armstrong...

Miss Armstrong!

Here's the deal, lady. We want the yacht.

If you do exactly as we say, you'll live.

If you don't, then you'll pay with excruciating...

New deal, boys.

You boys get off my yacht now, and y'all will avoid excruciating pain.

Ah!

Ah!

Ah!

You need some help, buddy?

- No, no, no... - It's okay. Come on. Come on.

It's okay. I'll give you a hand.

Yeah.

Mmm! What d'you know? Looks like I'm going to the ball after all.

May I help you?

You're under arrest.

Someone broke into the safe at the Hotel Peking last night.

Stole cash and diamonds. We received an anonymous tip it was you.

- It was Max. - He said it was you.

You just said your tip was anonymous.

Hmm. Tell me about the diamonds.

Well, they're a girl's best friend,

made from carbon subjected to high pressure,

traditionally a 60th wedding anniversary gift.

And they're forever.

Well, perhaps spending a few hours in a cold cell under some hot lights

will make you a little more agreeable.

Could I at least get dressed first?

Be my guest.

Oh...

Would you hand me my bra, please?

Ah! Oh!

Do me up.

Evening.

Mm-hmm.

Ma'am, your suitcase!

You... you okay?

Kasumi has abandoned the temple.

She has become shinobi...

an outcast...

a disgrace to the clan like her brother before her.

You must follow her.

You'll find her and kill her.

Welcome to the world's greatest martial arts tournament, D.O.A.

I'm Helena Douglas, and I want to thank you for accepting our invitation.

Each of you has been individually selected

because you represent the best fighting style

in your specialized field.

Soon, you will get a chance to prove

that you are the best fighter in the world,

and at the same time pick up a $10 million prize.

In the meantime, relax before the real fun begins.

This is so embarrassing, Dad. I cannot believe you're here.

What? I got an invitation just like you.

Tina Armstrong!

Ba-by! So how come you're here?

I mean, that lady just said "the best in your fighting style."

If I recall, you're a wrestler.

Wresting ain't really fightin', now, is it?

Ignore him, Tina. He's beneath you.

I sure would like to be.

- Son of a... - Dad!

Whatever.

God, I cannot wait to kick his ass.

- Why do you follow me? - I was invited to D.O.A.

- I promise not to harm you. - Unless we meet in a match.

Max!

Oh, no.

Max!

Listen. I don't know who you're pretending to be

or how you got yourself invited to D.O.A...

but what I do know

is you left me alone in my Hong Kong hotel room.

I would never leave such a woman as you alone...

especially not in a hotel room.

I'm winning the $10 million prize money,

and if I get to put your double-dealing ass

in the "D" column of "dead or alive"...

- Ah! - So much the better.

Let me help you with that.

Ow!

Hey, everybody.

I hope you're enjoying the flight. My welcome gift to you is this:

to get to D. O.A. island, you have to bail out now.

Parachutes are under your seat.

Just aim for the Buddha on your left. Have fun!

Oh, and one more thing...

whoever doesn't make it to the compound by sundown is disqualified.

Princess! Allow me to go first.

Looks like we landed off-target.

How in hell are we supposed to get up there?

We'd better get going.

Well, you're both on your own. I don't do teams.

That's fine with me.

Any team you're a part of's bound to lose anyway.

Well, I'll remember that when I'm collecting the $10 million.

Okay, here goes.

Race you.

Ah!

If we're going to make it... we need to work together.

Ah!

Hey!

- Ow! - Sorry.

Oh, God! What are you doin' down there?

Jesus, hurry up!

We better go.

Thanks, guys.

Hey, what took you guys so long?

Who the hell is that?

Trust me, you don't wanna know.

Welcome to D.O.A.

Glad you made it.

I'm afraid you guys were the last to arrive.

Now, if you'll all follow me, I will conduct you to the others.

D. O.A. combatants, your host, Dr. Victor Donovan.

Welcome to you all.

Dead or Alive was created by the late, great Fame Douglas,

Helena's father and my very good friend.

Fame's will decreed this tournament, and as of this year,

marking her 21st birthday, Helena's participation.

My assistants will escort you to the lab

where you will now undergo a complete physical.

Once you've passed your physicals, D. O.A. begins.

This thing kind of reminds me of a disco.

Ooh! Ooh!

- Zack... - Yeah?

May I please remind you the importance of this procedure!

It's important, I know, but you can't stop Zack, man.

You can only hope to contain him a little bit.

What d'you got there, some modern kind of dentistry chair?

I'm sorry, sweetheart.

Weatherby, have you got those diagnostic reports I requested?

Thank you.

- How do our contestants look? - We got a strong group, sir.

- They look really good. - Bring up Tina Armstrong.

I was impressed with her... musculature.

Oh, God, this is gonna hurt.

Standard procedure, Miss Armstrong. Everyone's going through this.

Are the nanobots broadcasting?

Perfectly.

All contestants are online.

All metabolic functions and muscle movements

are being broadcast, ready to be downloaded.

Good. Start the contestant database.

We are up and recording.

Hmm...

Ha! Huh!

Ah!

This is Donovan to all combatants. Welcome to D. O.A.

Fights can happen any time, any place, against anyone.

I select match-ups based on computer analysis

of the most competitive scenarios.

The computer'll broadcast your opponent's image to your ID bracelet.

No weapons are allowed in a D. O.A. fight except the human weapon.

Get ready... fight!

To win, you must knock out your opponent.

Losers will be sent home.

K-O! Bayman wins!

K-O! Christie wins!

Hey! Helena!

K-O! Helena wins!