花旗小和尚 American Shaolin (1992) Movie Script

杰瑞发布于07 Feb 17:07

在香港国际散打争霸赛上，美国青年卡森惨败于特里弗之手，并被当众羞辱，为报仇雪恨，卡森萌发了去少林寺出家习武的念头。他来到嵩山脚下，结识一个叫阿诗玛的姑娘。阿诗玛带他到少林寺山门。卡森好奇心胜，误闯经堂，被赶出山门，心灰意冷◇经阿诗玛爷爷的指点，他不畏烈日风雨，在山门前打坐，终于打动少林寺主持三德和尚，破例收卡森为少林弟子。卡森入寺后，先是随师兄弟劳作，时日一久，卡森露出烦闷，听起了摇滚音乐。三德法师原谅了他的过失◇来又在练武时逞强好胜，不慎打碎神像，三德法师又原谅了他，并借机教以少林武… After being humiliated in the ring by a dirty kickboxer who pulled down his shorts and then hit him, a martial arts master decides to travel to China and enter a monastery where he may learn the Shaolin form of fighting. The film then veers into "Karate Kid" territory where the novice humiliates himself at every turn, is tolerated as a foreigner, and still comes out a champion. The monastery teaches non-violence, but everyone knows that sooner or later the student will catch up with the bad guy.

FADE IN:
EXT. NEW YORK CITY SKYLINE – NIGHT ESTABLISHING SHOT OF THE NEW YORK CITY SKYLINE AT NIGHT, THE LIGHTS OF THE CITY SHINING BRIGHTLY.
EXT. WORKOUT AREA – SAME NIGHT ESTABLISHING SHOT OF MASTER KWAN'S SCHOOL, A RAMSHACKLE BUILDING IN A BURNED OUT ROW OF STORES.
His is the only one still occupied, and it doesn't look that permanent. In the window is a cardboard, handwritten sign that reads "Kwan's Shaolin Kung Fu". What remains visible behind the poster and the security grate is an IMPRESSION of people moving and milling around.
INT. WORKOUT AREA – SAME NIGHT ESTABLISHING SHOT OF KWAN'S SHAOLIN KUNG FU SCHOOL.
The students are doing their own thing, and they are a mixture of old and young, men and women. They are not dressed alike, as they would be in a Karate school: they are dressed in old T-shirts and tattered sweat pants. This is not a wealthy school, by any means, and that is typified by the appearance of SIFU KWAN, who is walking through the students as they train. He is wizened old man, 70 years old if he is a day, and he is dressed in a fraying Chinese jacket, scruffy cloth shoes and a discolored Chinese T-shirt.
ANGLE ON A YOUNG ADULT Struggling through a horse stance, his face in real pain. He is trying his best to hold the stance, but his legs are quivering. He drops out of the stance onto his knees. Master Kwan is right beside him.
YOUNG ADULT: Sifu Kwan, was that long enough? It's been 10 minutes... Sifu Kwan shakes his head and puts his hands behind his back as he walks past the student.
KWAN:
At Shaolin Temple, in misty Songshan mountains, We monks trained in iron palm until our hands bled... (beat) ... then we trained some more.
He walks on, leaving a puzzled student behind.
YOUNG ADULT: (getting back into horse stance) I guess not... ANGLE ON KWAN: As he walks around the different people training. As one woman is moving through an intricate series of movements, he sighs and rearranges her hands.
KWAN:
Tiger grasps his tail, not hamburger!
He moves on, studying the room with his eyes, often glancing toward the door, and then toward the small clock on a table near the door. It is late, and Kwan is obviously waiting for someone to arrive. As he is waiting, a young STUDENT comes up to Kwan.
STUDENT:
Master Kwan, when can I learn flying kicks? I see Bruce Lee...
KWAN:
Bruce Lee actor, we fighters, warriors. A sparrow in flight is beautiful, but a side kick to the ribs is effective. Show me.
The boy shrugs and then starts throwing side kicks. Kwan is half looking at the boy and half looking towards the door and the clock. The boy throws three or four kicks and then stops. He is watching Kwan watching the door. Kwan sees him, and turns back to him.
KWAN (CONT'D) (shaking his head) A Shaolin warrior lets nothing intrude. Continue, never mind.
He continues to kick, and Kwan continues to look at the door. Finally, the student stops kicking, half-heartedly bows to the master, and then moves to the side of the workout room. Kwan doesn't know he's gone. Kwan turns around, forgetting for a moment what he is doing, and comes face to face with the mother of a student, MRS. RODRIGUEZ, and she is holding a uniform of some sort. She smiles widely at him and holds up the uniform. It is beautiful, obviously hand made, and on the back is embroidered: "Kwan's Shaolin" and underneath that is "Drew Carson". Kwan takes in the entire outfit, while the rest of the class is gathering around to have a look. They are all very impressed.
KWAN (CONT'D) Never in my days at the Shaolin Temple have I seen uniform as beautiful as this. Thank you, Mrs. Rodriguez. I wish Drew were here to thank you himself. Ta ma de!
This last he says looking at the empty door.
MOTHER:
I only hope it brings him luck in the tournament.
KWAN:
Luck is no concern, Mrs. Rodriguez. Shaolin warriors depend on heart and soul – that's how they saved the T'ang emporer.
He looks again at the door, then claps his hands together, gathering his students around him.
KWAN (CONT'D) Xie Xie, Mrs. Rodriguez.
(to class) During my time training at the Shaolin Temple, the birthplace of the martial arts, I was lucky (glance at Mrs. Rodriguez)... er... fortunate to have the best instructors in the world train me. But, there was also time for individual training – where skills were honed like the blade of a sword. Now, it is that time for you.
He turns to go.