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Parsons: The art of fighting without fighting? Show me some of it.
Lee: Later.
Lee: You have offended my family and you have offended the Shaolin Temple.
Lee: Never take your eyes off your opponent... even when you bow.
Lee: Do not concentrate on the finger or you will miss all that heavenly glory.
Lee: Why doesn't somebody pull out a .45 and, bang, settle it?
Lee: Don't think. FEEL. It is like a finger pointing away to the moon. Do not concentrate on the finger or you will miss all that heavenly glory.
Parsons: What's your style?
Lee: You can call it the art of fighting without fighting.
Parsons: The art of fighting? Without fighting?
[
Oharra throws a board in the air and smashes it with his fist]
Lee: Boards don't hit back.
Teacher: I see your talents have gone beyond the mere physical level. Your skills are now at the point of spiritual insight. I have several questions. What is the highest technique you hope to achieve ?
Lee: To have no technique.
Teacher: Very good. What are your thoughts when facing an opponent ?
Lee: There is no opponent.
Teacher: And why is that ?
Lee: Because the word "I" does not exist.
Teacher: So, continue...
Lee: A good fight should be like a small play, but played seriously. A good martial artist does not become tense, but ready. Not thinking, yet not dreaming. Ready for whatever may come. When the opponent expands, I contract. When he contracts, I expand. And when there is an opportunity, I do not hit. It hits all by itself.
Teacher: Now, you must remember: the enemy has only images and illusions behind which he hides his true motives. Destroy the image and you will break the enemy.
Lee: A good fight should be like a small play but, played seriously. When the opponent expands, I contract. When he contracts, I expand. And when the opportunity presents itself, I do not hit. It hits all by itself.
[
Lee is at his mother's gravesite]
Lee: You will not agree with what I'm going to do. It is contrary to all that you have taught me, and all that Su Lin believed. I must leave. Please try to find a way to forgive me.
Braithwaite: Hello Mr. Lee. My name's Braithwaite.
Lee: Hello Mr. Braithwaite.
Braithwaite: Mr. Lee, I've come to talk to you about a tournament of martial arts. A tournament to which you've already received an invitation. Specifically, the tournament organized by Mr. Han.
Lee: [
nodding thoughtfully] Han's tournament.
Braithewaite: I know, I know, I know. But we'd very much like you to attend THAT particular tournament, Mr. Lee.
Lee: "We", Mr. Braithwaite?
Lee: [
a knock on the door] Come in.
Tania: A gift Mr. Lee.
[
pause]
Tania: If you don't see anything you like
[
pause]
Lee: There was a girl at the feast tonight.
Tania: Which girl, sir?
Lee: The owner of this dart.
Tania: Oh, yes. I know the one. I'll send her to you.
Old man: [
about Lee's sister] Now you know the truth. When you get to the city, pay your respects to your sister and your mother.
Lee: I will old man.