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[Ip Man thrashes a goon who demands money allegedly for his mother's funeral
] Ip Man
: [gives money
] This is prayer money. Sooner or later, you'll join your mother. Goon
: Come to think of it, you remind me of my dad. Do you need a disciple?
: I had considered a career in opera years ago, I had received training. I had thought about it a lot: me on stage performing, and you in the audience watching... Ip Man
: What if your performance had sold out? Gong Er
] You flatter me. I would have reserved a seat specifically for you.
: I have watched you perform in the opera of life. You have shown great timing and skill; however you never went beyond the role you played. Gong Er
: I had no idea I have such an ardent spectator.
] Ip Man
: They say I spread wing chung throughout the world. I hope that's true. I didn't do it to acquire renown. The martial arts should be open to all, everyone should walk the same route. It all comes down to two words: Horizontal, Vertical.
: [Facing the Northerner Ip Man adopts his combat stance with an unsettling mixture of mettle and serenity
] Wing Chun, Ip Man.
: [after witnessing Ip Man single-handedly defeat ten Japanese fighters at once
] What's your name? Ip Man
: I'm just a Chinese man.
: [hits Lei
] Traitor! Captain Lei Chiu
: Why am I a traitor? Their deaths have got nothing to do with me. I'm just an interpreter. I need to scrape a living too! Ip Man
: Scrape a living? You watch your countrymen get beaten to death. Where's your dignity?
] Captain Lei Chiu
: I don't have any. You do. You have lots of it. If you have the guts, go beat them! Beat as many as you can! I'm an interpreter, not a traitor...
[throws book to the ground and shouts in Japanese
] Captain Lei Chiu
: I'm a Chinese man!
: Master! Someone wants to learn Wing Chun. Ip Man
: You want to learn Wing Chun? Wong Shun Leung
: Maybe. Just checking it out. I don't know what Wing Chun is. Ip Man
: Let me give you an introduction. As a matter of fact, Wing Chun is a close combat style from the South... Wong Shun Leung
: No need to tell me all this. Let's just fight. I'll pay you the school fees if I lose. Ip Man
: Ok. I am Ip Man of Wing Chun.
: Let's talk. Will you release my pupil first? Cheng Wai-Kei
: Release him! Ip Man
: Leung, are you all right? Wong Shun Leung
: I'm fine. Ip Man
: Why did you injure him? Wong Shun Leung
: He wanted to fight, but wasn't as good as me. I couldn't really help it, could I? Cheng Wai-Kei
: What did you say? I'm not as good as you? Ip Man
: Take it easy! You're both young men. Injuries are inevitable in friendly fights. I'll visit your master and explain to him. May I know who your master is? Cheng Wai-Kei
: Doesn't matter. He's better than you anyway. By the way, did you bring the ransom? Ip Man
: Kung fu is more than a system of fighting. It's a system of thought. You must outthink your opponent, whatever form he takes... because some of them will be more than just men. Voice of Young Bruce
: What else could it be Si Fu? Yip Man
: We all have inner demons to fight. We call these demons 'fear', and 'hatred', and 'anger'. If you don't conquer them, then a life of a hundred years... is a tragedy. If you do, a life of a single day can be a triumph.