Ip Man: Kung Fu Legend (宗师叶问2)

- Welcome, Master Ip. - Welcome, Master Ip.

Master Hong.

Master Ip,

since ancient times,

every martial school has had its own rules.

The rule of martial arts in Hong Kong is,

you have to pass the initiation test before opening a martial arts school.

Please elaborate.

Three trials.

Pass them,

and all martial schools will recognize you as the master of the Wing Chun school.

Fail,

and go back to Foshan!

The light shines on one's heart.

You show me some leniency,

and I'll return the favor.

The candles

must be kept lit.

The oil

must be kept contained.

Master Ip,

please.

That's a good rule.

If the light goes out or the oil spills,

you'll lose all your dignity.

I return the favor.

Good martial arts

isn't about whether you can see it or not.

Kung fu is learned through practice,

not just by watching.

Once you wear the blindfold, no one can make excuses.

Master Chen,

thank you for your courtesy.

Please.

Incense marks the line.

Fire sets the limit.

Inheritance is the incense.

Rules are the boundary.

You're opening a martial arts school to carry on this legacy.

But you can't claim the inheritance without honoring the limits, can you?

Within one stick of incense, if you can't "dot the eyes,"

don't join the fray.

Master Ip,

don't blame me for not giving you a chance.

The Golden Lion Breaks the Sky!

Master Hong's rules are older than this building.

What are you doing here?

Master Ip, you go back first.

The opening of the martial arts school

will be discussed another day.

Goodbye.

Master Hong,

the land for the Zhonghua Building

has been approved by the Hong Kong government

for my Western boxing gym.

In three days,

would you all please move out?

About the land, I told you this a long time ago.

The Zhonghua Building is the root of the martial arts association.

Where will we go if it's torn down?

In the 27th year of the Guangxu reign,

your grandfather borrowed 3,000 taels from the Hong Kong government.

He mortgaged the Zhonghua Building and 20 mu of land at the dock.

This debt has been accruing compound interest.

It's now 30,000 taels.

That promissory note was voided long ago.

The Zhonghua Building

is the ancestral property of the martial arts association.

What's more, the authorities personally promised

that it would belong to the martial arts association forever.

Forever?

Lei Yihu told me that his mother is in the hospital.

The medical bill is 50 silver dollars.

How much is left in the martial arts association's account?

Isn't that right, Lei Yihu?

Sign it,

and all debts will be written off.

The Zhonghua Building stays yours,

you remain president of the martial arts association,

and your disciples will have food to eat.

Refuse to sign,

and you'll be a sinner.

I'll only take the dockland.

In three days,

I want the dock completely empty.

You can leave now.

Master,

are you really not going to do what the foreigner said?

He said

all they want is Xu Jinsong's dock.

Just nod your head,

and the Zhonghua Building will still be ours.

Get down on your knees.

There was a famine in the 25th year of the Republic of China.

It was Xu Jinsong's father

who opened the granaries and distributed grain.

He saved 30 lives in the martial arts community.

He said

martial artists and workers are the roots of the Chinese people.

I've already deeded the dock to Xu Jinsong.

Now you want me to take it back.

Master,

the martial arts association is almost out of food.

And my mother needs money to save her life.

That's enough.

We in the martial arts community kneel to heaven, to earth, and to our ancestors,

but never to hardship.

Master,

we can't let the rules strangle us.

Right now, only the foreigners can save us.

They've got plenty of money.

We won't lose out by cooperating with them!

Foreigners!

That's all you talk about! Foreigners!

You're Chinese!

Their hearts are darker than ink!

Today, they can turn the Zhonghua Building into a Western mansion.

Tomorrow, they'll turn us Chinese into their lackeys!

- Master, but my mother... - Mark my words!

The Zhonghua Building can't be torn down,

the dock can't be sold,

and the workers can't leave.

Otherwise, I'll be committing a heinous crime!

Yes.

You're right.

A heinous crime?

Watching my mother die right in front of me

would be the real heinous crime!

Master, this is our association's account book.

Withdraw all the money from the account.

Sell any valuable items we have.

Let's get Lei Yihu's mother treated first.

GUANGRONG CANAL TRADING COMPANY

I'll take this one.

Slow down.

- There's one more here. - Xiaoying!

Hurry up and give her a hand!

- Go slowly. - There's one more crate here.

Director Xu, another group of refugees has arrived.

YONG'AN WHARF

- Here. - There's food.

Take it.

- Come on. - Thank you, sir!

Share among yourselves. Everyone gets some.

That's all the food we have for today.

But tomorrow, we'll share more.

Director Xu, there are too many refugees.

The grain at the dock will only last three days.

- What do we do? - Load it in.

Let's hold on a little longer.

I'll go to the foreign firm later to plead for help.

There will always be a way.

- Take them to settle down. - All right.

Let's go. I'll take you inside.

I'll help you.

Master Ip is here.

- Master Ip. - Master Ip.

Uncle Zhong.

- Master Ip. - Master Ip.

Brother Ip, is it done?

I've passed the three trials.

There should be no problem.

Of course, there will be no problem!

Definitely no problem.

By the way, Jinsong,

this is my rent and food expenses.

Brother Ip, I understand your situation.

In times like these, it's not easy for anyone.

You keep the money.

I'll find a place for your martial arts school.

You don't have to worry about the money.

Yes, we'll help find it.

I'm really sorry to trouble you.

It was all because you protected my father's goods back in the day

that we have this dock today.

This is great.

From now on, we can learn martial arts from Master Ip.

Master Ip.

- Master Ip. - Master Ip.

- Thank you all very much. - Dad!

A Zhun.

Make way.

There's this crate too.

Dad,

let's have a competition to see who can assemble this faster!

Sure.

I went to the grain shop today.

Boss Wang said he can't give us any more rice on credit.

This afternoon, I mended clothes for someone and earned two copper coins.

It's enough to buy half a bag of rice.

Here.

Give it to me.

Today, Jinsong

didn't accept our rent.

You can buy some rice tomorrow.

When the martial arts school opens, everything will get better.

Mom,

the medicine is ready.

Come.

Son,