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Foot of God
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00:00:12I'll snap your leg like a twig.
00:00:31Your power's good, your accuracy isn't.
00:00:50The underground king this round is Ross!
00:01:09I wouldn't be here if it wasn't for the 20 years you've been training me.
00:01:12Your foot of God is complete.
00:01:14There is no one left in this world who can beat you.
00:01:17When I found you washed onto the shore back then,
00:01:19all you had was this in your crib.
00:01:24I think it is your mom's name engraved on it, Michelle Kahn.
00:01:31Master, I want to go to New York to find my family.
00:01:34I'll let you go to New York, but your talent will draw a lot of attention to yourself.
00:01:38Keep it hidden, unless you absolutely have to use it.
00:01:53Caroline, be a good girl and spend the night with me.
00:01:57I'll show you a hell of a good time.
00:01:59You disgust me!
00:02:01You...
00:02:02You actually drugged me!
00:02:04Boys!
00:02:05Get her!
00:02:06Tie her up!
00:02:14Where the hell did this trash cleaner come from?
00:02:18Have you got a death wish?
00:02:19Those eyes...
00:02:20Why do they look so familiar?
00:02:22Get out!
00:02:23This isn't your fight!
00:02:27Tonight, I'm cleaning this place up.
00:02:30Nooo!
00:02:52Thank you...
00:03:02Next time you step out, watch your back
00:03:04This feeling, it's familiar
00:03:06If my little brother was still alive, he'd be about his age
00:03:10Where's your home?
00:03:14Brooklyn, Phoenix Vanguard
00:03:22Lord, please watch over my kid
00:03:25Keep him safe and sound
00:03:31A cripple born with twitchy legs isn't fit to set foot on the pitch
00:03:35Tossing him out was the only way to save this club's reputation
00:03:40Is reputation all you care about?
00:03:42To the point where you'll even throw away your own flesh and blood?
00:03:45If you can't play football, you're nothing but trash in the ocean
00:03:49My flesh and blood is Caroline
00:03:51She's a top 30 star nationwide, that's my pride
00:03:56Boss ma'am, Miss Caroline got ambushed by Iron Eagles Club
00:03:58She's injured, some janitor brought her back here
00:04:07I appreciate you helping my daughter
00:04:10Name your price
00:04:11A janitor like you must be desperate for cash
00:04:14No, thanks
00:04:25What's your name?
00:04:27My name is Ross
00:04:28My master found me by the shore
00:04:31This was in my cradle
00:04:41My boy, the future king of the World Cup is born
00:04:44He's gonna own that trophy
00:04:46Mr. Ronaldo
00:04:47Due to congenital nerve compression
00:04:50The infant's legs are constantly spesmic
00:04:52What the hell did you just say?
00:04:55My kid's a cripple?
00:04:56Phoenix Club doesn't need some useless cripple
00:04:58Who can't even kick a ball
00:04:59He's not fit to live
00:05:04Toss that thing into the ocean
00:05:06Tell everyone it was a stillbirth
00:05:08No!
00:05:10That's our son!
00:05:20This ring
00:05:21You're my kid
00:05:33Gerd, look at this ring
00:05:36Phoenix Club's been around for decades
00:05:38But no player named Can ever showed up in our records
00:05:42That ring means nothing
00:05:52Since you saved Caroline
00:05:53Here's twenty grand
00:05:55Like I said, I don't want payment for doing the right thing
00:06:03The moment she saw the ring
00:06:04She lost her composure
00:06:07She recognizes it
00:06:15I engraved that ring myself
00:06:18Especially for my son
00:06:21He's alive
00:06:22That's my little Ross
00:06:24Why won't you let me have him?
00:06:29Mom
00:06:32You're saying this janitor is my missing little brother?
00:06:41I won't have the American football world laughing at me
00:06:44Not Gerd Ronaldo
00:06:47Not with a son like that
00:06:49The next person who brings him up
00:06:52Is out of this club
00:06:53Understood?
00:07:09Luka's insane
00:07:10Did you see the speed of that shot?
00:07:13A regular keeper would break bones just trying to stop it
00:07:20Hey janitor
00:07:21Have you ever seen a shot that fast?
00:07:25No
00:07:26Never in my life
00:07:28A mop jumpy like you probably never even touched a soccer ball
00:07:32Phoenix Club's a star's playground
00:07:34Not a homeless shelter
00:07:36You don't belong here, man
00:07:41The trashiest always bark the loudest
00:07:46On second thought
00:07:48I'm not sure that 140 kilometers per hour is that impressive
00:07:53Perhaps I should give it a try
00:07:56Perhaps I should give it a try
00:08:16Perhaps I should give it a try
00:08:26Ross, I haven't even thanked you for saving Caroline yet
00:08:30I made this for you
00:08:33Please try it, see if you like it
00:08:37Thank you, Mrs. Michelle, you're too kind
00:08:42Harrison from Iron Ghoul Club started trash talking
00:08:45He claims they'll snatch all our spots before the World Cup trials
00:08:49You amateurs better hustle or I'll toss you all in the Hudson to feed the fish
00:08:54Yes, coach
00:09:00No way, even Harlan, the world's best, can only make this thing shiver with a full blast
00:09:05Who shattered it?
00:09:06A hit of such force can't be human
00:09:07That shot is probably over 300 kilometers per hour
00:09:11If this soccer god joins us, Iron Eagle Club doesn't stand a chance
00:09:15Nobody new has been on club grounds, except Ross
00:09:19Could it be that he did it?
00:09:22Find him, even if you have to turn New York upside down
00:09:25Bring that mystery football star to Phoenix Vanguard no matter what
00:09:31I'd know those eyes anywhere
00:09:33My little Ross, my little boy
00:09:35Ma'am, why are you crying?
00:09:43The truth is
00:09:45I am your
00:09:55Oi ha ha ha ha ha
00:09:57Phoenix club, bastards
00:10:00You dare mess with my men at the docks
00:10:02Today I'm gonna make you pay in blood
00:10:11Mrs. Michelle, you were about to tell me some truth
00:10:14The Iron Eagle Club is toxic on and off the field
00:10:17They don't aim foim for the ball
00:10:19They aim for the player
00:10:20My Ross has a disability
00:10:22If he got dragged into this mess, he wouldn't stand a chance
00:10:25Ross!
00:10:26Listen up
00:10:27These guys are recklessly dangerous
00:10:30You don't stand a chance
00:10:31And this isn't your fight
00:10:32Get out of here
00:10:33Quickly
00:10:37Gerd surely seems like an annoying power hungry jerk
00:10:40But Mrs. Michelle treated me like family
00:10:43I won't let those hooligans touch a hair on her head
00:10:56Damn it, Ross
00:10:57Why are you still here?
00:10:59This is no place for someone like you
00:11:02The janitor again
00:11:03What can you do besides cleaning toilets?
00:11:06The only thing you can do with footballs is clean them
00:11:09Get lost
00:11:22Leave
00:11:22Nobody here walks out today
00:11:25I'm gonna destroy every last one of you
00:11:29Harrison, how dare you and your men set foot on my turf
00:11:33Heard you got two national team slots?
00:11:36Hand them over
00:11:37Or I'll make sure every one of you is done for the season
00:11:44This is daylight robbery, Harrison
00:11:46Does the term sportsmanship have no meaning to you?
00:11:52Sportmanship?
00:11:54In New York, results are all that matter
00:12:02King of the pitch
00:12:03One-on-one showdown
00:12:05All spots on the line
00:12:06You win
00:12:07I pack up and leave
00:12:09You lose
00:12:10Phoenix Club gets wiped off the American soccer map
00:12:23Hey losers
00:12:24Is there anyone here who dares to face my iron leg kick?
00:12:29Lissandra's a dirty player
00:12:30If we oppose him, he'll probably break our legs
00:12:36A bunch of spineless bench warmers
00:12:38If you can't take the heat
00:12:40Get off the pitch
00:12:46Fuck you
00:12:47Even if it breaks my leg
00:12:49I'll defend this club's honor
00:13:10Your center of gravity is all over the place
00:13:12Your rhythm's shot
00:13:13Every kick's throwing the game away
00:13:16Hey, janitor
00:13:17You think watching two World Cup games makes you a football expert?
00:13:21Who the hell do you think you are?
00:13:23Barking orders here?
00:13:24Shut it, trash man
00:13:25No damn janitor can come in here judging football
00:13:28Ross makes a point
00:13:30Luca's rhythm is off
00:13:31But how did he pick up on that so easily?
00:13:35Time to say goodbye to your season, sweetheart
00:13:54Luca, that bastard's got an old injury on his right ankle
00:13:58Forget the ball
00:13:59Go straight for his Achilles
00:14:01He won't hold up
00:14:02Got it
00:14:04Not bad
00:14:06Pinpointing your opponent's weak spot
00:14:07That's pro-level shit
00:14:08These idiots
00:14:09This is Lisan's trap
00:14:11He's baiting Luca into a foul
00:14:14What the heck?
00:14:15My left knee is going soft all of a sudden
00:14:17Lately, every three steps mopping the floor
00:14:19If I don't break to catch my breath
00:14:22This leg just quits on me
00:14:23Shut it, boy
00:14:24You're useless here
00:14:25You haven't set foot onto the field
00:14:27And you're already malfunctioning
00:14:31Gasping every three steps
00:14:32Your striking leg doesn't even hold up against the wind
00:14:39Every few moves, Lisan's needs to catch his breath
00:14:42That's his weakness
00:14:47Even my father, the legendary coach
00:14:50Never noticed a flaw like that
00:14:51But Ross did
00:14:53Is he really just a janitor?
00:15:02Luka!
00:15:04Lower your stance
00:15:05Take him out on the right
00:15:07That's his weak side
00:15:08Got it!
00:15:20Idiot
00:15:21You took the bait
00:15:22You're so easily fooled
00:15:26My right leg can wreck every player in America
00:15:34No way
00:15:36I never get it wrong
00:15:37The Phoenix Club's top vet
00:15:39Come on up
00:15:40I'll send you six feet under
00:15:41You son of a bitch!
00:15:55You heard this sorry-ass Phoenix Club you brag about?
00:15:58Looks more like a damn landfill
00:16:00Full of garbage players and janitors
00:16:02Scum like this?
00:16:04In our Iron Eagles
00:16:05They're only good for wiping mud off my shoes
00:16:09What the heck?
00:16:11My left knee is going soft all of a sudden
00:16:13Lately, every three steps mopping the floor
00:16:16If I don't break to catch my breath
00:16:18This leg just quits on me
00:16:20John!
00:16:21Hold on tight!
00:16:22Wait for his third move!
00:16:23That's where his breath breaks!
00:16:25Slam!
00:16:25His left support leg!
00:16:27Meteor talent
00:16:29But at least they can't fool me
00:16:36Get the hell off my field
00:16:39Get the hell off my field
00:16:45My leg!
00:17:03Hell yeah!
00:17:05Take them out of the game!
00:17:07End their career!
00:17:09That's my player
00:17:10He actually called it?
00:17:12How does a janitor see through a pro's flaws?
00:17:15Harrison, game's over
00:17:16Take your coffin and leave the way you came
00:17:19Get off Phoenix turf
00:17:20Over?
00:17:21Gerd?
00:17:22We haven't even reached overtime
00:17:24The best is yet to come
00:17:30It took two of your players to take out my son
00:17:33You think you can win with dirty sliding stacks?
00:17:35Let me show you what real football looks like
00:17:38Harrison!
00:17:39What can a seasoned vet get from bullying rookies?
00:17:42Pathetic!
00:17:43Aren't you afraid of becoming football's laughing stock?
00:17:45Laugh?
00:17:46Only losers get laughed at!
00:17:59So this is what top-level professional football looks like?
00:18:02John can't even stop a basic shot!
00:18:05Now
00:18:06I'm the king of this turf
00:18:08Those slots in the national team
00:18:10Are as good as mine
00:18:18The Phoenix club's pride won't die on my watch!
00:18:21Old man
00:18:22Are you itching for me to hand you your retirement notice?
00:18:26Gerd won't last five rounds
00:18:28Idiot janitor!
00:18:30Be very careful what you say about my coach!
00:18:33This is a one-on-one between pros
00:18:35And you, trash picker
00:18:37Have no right to speak
00:18:38Enough!
00:18:39All of you be quiet!
00:19:03Gerd, you're soft as hell
00:19:04Take your amateur squad and get out of New York
00:19:07The World Cup isn't for you!
00:19:09Don't you dare!
00:19:11Disgrace the Phoenix club's honor!
00:19:22Caroline, your father couldn't even take the shot!
00:19:26Get out of there!
00:19:27Mom, I'm a Ronaldo daughter and a Phoenix club warrior
00:19:31I'm not running from this fight!
00:19:44Kid
00:19:44Against a true master
00:19:46You're as lowly as a water boy
00:19:50Dad
00:19:50This girl is the jewel of Phoenix
00:19:53When you're done breaking her
00:19:54Don't forget to send her to my room
00:19:56I'll teach her what offside violation really means
00:20:08You're a disgrace to the sport!
00:20:14Even if you break me
00:20:15I won't give up!
00:20:18Then take your stubborn ass straight to hell
00:20:36Caroline!
00:20:37Let go of my daughter!
00:20:42Ross
00:20:43Mom's been praying to God
00:20:45All these years
00:20:46Begging for your safety
00:20:48Ma'am, what did you say?
00:20:50This isn't your fight!
00:20:52What are you still doing here?
00:20:54Run!
00:21:03I won't let anyone lay a finger on my kid!
00:21:07Welcome to the spider's web, benchwarmer!
00:21:10Motherly love is useless on the pitch!
00:21:30This is what you get for crossing the Iron Eagles!
00:21:35In New York
00:21:36We rule alone!
00:21:48This was the only clue left with me as a baby
00:21:56Ken, she is my mother
00:22:03Sorry, kid
00:22:05Go to hell, mummy, dearest!
00:22:08And drop the mother act on your way out!
00:22:11Go to hell, mummy, dearest!
00:22:29Mom, leave the next match to me
00:22:48What a sneaky piece of trash!
00:22:51Playing dirty again, janitor!
00:22:53A toilet cleaner from the docks
00:22:55Has the nerve to step into a 1v1?
00:22:57I'll teach you a lesson on what pro-league means
00:23:00A janitor's job is cleaning up trash
00:23:03I'll start on this field
00:23:07Gerd!
00:23:08Your family is out for the count!
00:23:10Is the janitor all you have left?
00:23:12Ross, get out!
00:23:14Mom waited 20 years
00:23:15As I can't bear to see you get ripped apart by these lootics!
00:23:19Michelle!
00:23:20You are not claiming this loser as your son!
00:23:23Get the hell out of there!
00:23:25Getting kicked out of New York is bad enough
00:23:27We don't need a janitor embarrassing us on the field as well!
00:23:31Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!
00:23:32Oh, I'm not playing for you
00:23:34Today, I fight only for my mother and sister!
00:23:38Ha ha ha ha ha ha!
00:23:39I heard you got a crippled son!
00:23:42I see it's true!
00:23:43You should have stomped on him like a flat football ages ago!
00:23:56Phoenix Club's doomed and this cripple is about to seal your fate!
00:23:59I'm going to smash his head in!
00:24:01You...
00:24:02You bastards!
00:24:04Kid, I'll deal with it!
00:24:06You have to get out of here now!
00:24:09Ross, leave us be!
00:24:12Harrison's iron legs will decapitate you!
00:24:14Go!
00:24:16Mother, sister...
00:24:17I finally made it back
00:24:18And I'm not getting benched now
00:24:21From now on, I've got you
00:24:28Come on then, show me what you can do
00:24:30You think that pathetic trick makes you look like Messi?
00:24:33First we'll break his leg
00:24:34Then I'm going to take his sister right in front of him
00:24:38You're begging for a bullet
00:24:40Rot in hell
00:24:41I'm sure they have floors to clean for you there too
00:25:01Trash belongs in the damn dumpster
00:25:11Hey kid, let me show you what a real player can do
00:25:32Hey kid, let me show you what a real player can do
00:25:34You're digging your own grave, pal
00:25:39You're digging your own grave, pal
00:25:58You're digging your own grave, pal
00:26:03Was the doctor wrong about his legs?
00:26:05That night at the docks, the shadow that saved me
00:26:07It was him
00:26:13So this is the kind of muscle you bring as a pro player
00:26:18You... don't come any closer
00:26:20You hurt my family, you insulted them
00:26:23I won't go easy on you
00:26:26Ross, you're a maniac, stop!
00:26:28Do you have any idea who my uncle is?
00:26:30Rick Vanderbilt, the godfather of the North American soccer's underworld
00:26:34He's on his way!
00:26:35Rick? Sounds like a dead man's name
00:26:38Let him come
00:26:39He can't save you
00:26:50Anyone who lays a hand on the Vanderbarts is dead meat
00:27:05Brother, it's you!
00:27:08That bastard!
00:27:09He shattered my bones!
00:27:16Uncle, kill him!
00:27:17Wipe the fake Phoenix club off the New York soccer scene!
00:27:23Ross, get out!
00:27:25Rick's a big time gangster
00:27:26He doesn't know playing, he only knows vengeance and bloodshed
00:27:30He's the mob's executioner
00:27:32He'll kill, shoot you dead
00:27:36Kid, run!
00:27:39Soccer skills mean nothing against the barrel of the mafia
00:27:43Haha! Janitor! Hear that?
00:27:46Your little soccer moves are useless!
00:27:51What's a bit of fancy footwork against a mob boss?
00:27:56Mother, sister, don't worry
00:27:59Gangsters don't scare me
00:28:02I'm not going anywhere
00:28:09Kid, the wrath that's heading your way will make your soccer goals look like a fairy tale
00:28:12I'm going to snap off your toes one by one
00:28:14And bury them in the foundations of my new turf
00:28:21This field's for playing ball
00:28:23Just try and taint it with death
00:28:25And you'll have me to deal with
00:28:36Aint bled for a long time
00:28:37Damn, I missed that rush
00:28:40Since you got my blood boiling
00:28:42I'll let you pick a weapon
00:28:43Fair one-on-one fight
00:28:46Maybe you can kick
00:28:47But this weapon fight is a whole different beast
00:28:50Kid!
00:28:51My uncle wiped out the entire underground mob in this country
00:28:55Your fancy footwork's trashed against real ethics
00:28:59No matter how good you are, players fear the mob
00:29:02This ain't even the same league
00:29:19Soccer?
00:29:19You planning to juggle the ball then drop to your knees begging?
00:29:23Cleaning up your trash?
00:29:25That's more than enough
00:29:34Man trying to shake a tree
00:29:36You think your crappy ball can stand up to my rocket launcher?
00:29:52No way!
00:29:53How the hell can this damn ball block my blast?
00:29:57Soccer's all about using force against force
00:30:12This kind of footwork
00:30:14Where the hell did you spawn, monster?
00:30:19That curveball?
00:30:20Just shattered the heavy artillery?
00:30:22Could it be I've been dead wrong about the sun I threw away?
00:30:24Boss!
00:30:25So what if you're a damn wizard with the ball?
00:30:27This is freakin' New York
00:30:28You kill us
00:30:29You better believe the whole damn American mob's coming for your family's neck
00:30:33You toilet cleaner piece of trash
00:30:35Don't think kickin' a ball makes you some kind of king?
00:30:37You forget how you got kicked out of your own damn home?
00:30:39Huh, Leisander's right
00:30:40If you weren't born a spatic freak with twisted legs
00:30:43Why would your old man toss you into the Atlantic like fish food?
00:30:45You think your mom Mitchell's reaching out for some warm family reunion?
00:30:48Nah, she's trying to atone for dutching you back then
00:30:50In her eyes you're still the shameful loser who made the Ronaldos hang their heads in disgrace
00:30:58Shut the hell up!
00:31:00You two do nothing but stir the pot!
00:31:02Abandoned.
00:31:04Defective.
00:31:06No!
00:31:07Kid, don't listen to their crap!
00:31:09I've spent every day for 20 years missing you!
00:31:14Did my mother really let that man abandon me?
00:31:17Because I was a kid
00:31:20Don't listen to their lies, kid!
00:31:22Harrison, shut your mouth!
00:31:23Our family's business ain't for you thugs to mess with!
00:31:26It's mom who screwed up letting you go for 20 years!
00:31:29But Ross, you gotta believe my love for you never died!
00:31:32I fucked up!
00:31:35Tossing you aside as defective was my call, not your mother's!
00:31:39Ross, if you hate, hate me alone!
00:31:47Ross, don't waste time on their bullshit!
00:31:49Your god's foot is legendary, wasting it as a janitor's crime!
00:31:53Right.
00:31:54Since your folks kicked you out like trash, why should you play their game?
00:31:59I, Brick, give a damn about your background!
00:32:01Join my Iron Eagles club and I'll give you free reign to attack!
00:32:04You'll outrank my own brother Harrison!
00:32:06Top three mansion, seven silver salary, world cup king, all yours!
00:32:10Together, we build a soccer empire!
00:32:12How's that for a hell of a deal?
00:32:14So what's it gonna be?
00:32:15Being a tossed out piece of trash?
00:32:18Or owning the damn New York soccer scene?
00:32:22Which sounds more badass?
00:32:25Neither.
00:32:28What did you say?
00:32:32You and your shady black market bullshit!
00:32:35You don't deserve to drag me onto your roster!
00:32:48Back in New York, seeing my mom and sister made me realize what playing ball really means.
00:32:53I'm gonna protect my family with every kick.
00:33:02Son!
00:33:05You ungrateful janitor!
00:33:07You dare turn down my fat ass offer?!
00:33:11You really think your little soccer skills can keep you alive in New York?!
00:33:16Ross, if you're hell pent on dying, I'll make damn sure the name Ricardo gets wiped off New York tonight.
00:33:24You already lost the 1v1 tryout. Rules say you get the hell out of Phoenix Base. Now!
00:33:35I haven't lost! That was just a warm-up! I still got my secret weapon!
00:33:42Your God's foot might be fast, but can it outrun the world's top dog, Harriton?!
00:33:53Harland? The guy who steamrolled the World Cup? Scoring over a hundred goals solo? The World King?
00:34:03Rumor has it he played Black Ball on Devil's Island? Took on an entire team alone? The King of Cesar's
00:34:08been bought by the Iron Eagles?
00:34:10This isn't even the same league! Ross, grab your mom and sister and run! That's an opponent you can't beat!
00:34:16No way!
00:34:22Harland, that name drags up some memories.
00:34:31No way!
00:34:50When you kick, don't just see the ball, feel it deep inside your gut.
00:35:00So, it's him, huh?
00:35:05You dare to control the ball, even your final moments!
00:35:08When Harmon arrives, he will crush your toes one by one in the mud.
00:35:13You filthy janitor.
00:35:15Wait till the king of the game shows up.
00:35:18Watch him shut you down for good.
00:35:22Just some damn ball king piece of cake.
00:35:25You're straight up nuts.
00:35:27Harlan's the nightmare that steamrolls the World Cup.
00:35:30And you? A janitor? Who the hell do you think you're messing with?
00:35:38You forgot? It was me, the damn janitor, who just wrecked your whole damn season.
00:35:44You! Screw it!
00:35:46You're about to be a corpse!
00:35:48I don't waste breath on the dying!
00:35:58Ross!
00:35:58When the great Harlan defeats you, I'll make a specimen out of your bones!
00:36:02After I'll fuck your sister, then sell her on the black market!
00:36:07Honored Mr. Harden, do me a solid and off this damn Phoenix Club rat.
00:36:10I'll throw in extra cash!
00:36:12Sir! The king of football!
00:36:14It's this filthy janitor!
00:36:16He disrespected Iron Eagle and called you trash!
00:36:19Shit.
00:36:20The world's top ball king shows up in person, boss.
00:36:24It's when your reign amended.
00:36:27Sir king of football!
00:36:29Look at this trash! He's scared stiff of you!
00:36:31Shut up, you priest of trash!
00:36:41Master, I've come to pay my respects.
00:36:44I accept whatever punishment you decide.
00:36:57Harland, a billion-dollar world-class player, is Ross's disciple?
00:37:03The son I abandoned as a cripple, is the world's number one master?
00:37:08No way.
00:37:09Mr. Harden, you're the top scorer worldwide.
00:37:12Every big shot bows to you.
00:37:14How are you guiling to some janitor?
00:37:16King of the pitch, you got the wrong guy!
00:37:18Ross is just a damn toilet cleaner!
00:37:21How could he be your master?
00:37:26I'm out!
00:37:28Harland, been a while.
00:37:30Your shot's gotten sharper, huh?
00:37:32Master.
00:37:34You give me too much credit.
00:37:35Without your guidance, playing with feeling, not just sight, I'd still be a power-based player.
00:37:44You're too modest.
00:37:45Even without me, you're a king on the field.
00:37:49As long as you're on the pitch, I don't dare call myself the king!
00:37:54Harland!
00:37:54I paid a fortune to bring you here.
00:37:57You promised to crush Phoenix Club.
00:37:59You gonna back out?
00:38:02That cash?
00:38:04Not even pocket change to me.
00:38:06You're not worth me getting involved.
00:38:07Listen up.
00:38:09Anyone who lays a finger on my master, I'll erase their whole damn family from this planet.
00:38:14Open fire!
00:38:16Send them all straight to hell!
00:38:20This shot, I'm sending you straight to God!
00:38:29Hold up.
00:38:30The final whistle ain't blown yet.
00:38:41Ross!
00:38:42Oh mighty ball god, please make Heron stop!
00:38:44I'll give you everything from Phoenix Club back to your old man!
00:38:47Killing you outright?
00:38:49Too easy.
00:38:50I'm gonna cripple you cancerous lethards so bad, you'll never stand again.
00:38:55Got it.
00:38:57The master's throwing you a disabled retirement party.
00:39:04Ross!
00:39:05You damn spadzmic bastard!
00:39:09If you got balls, kick me dead right now!
00:39:13You remember what you said to my sister back in the box?
00:39:16I said I'm gonna fuck your sister in the locker room!
00:39:19Lifetime ban.
00:39:20Ball snip penalty.
00:39:21Ball snip penalty.
00:39:29Mercy!
00:39:30We quit!
00:39:32Please stop kicking!
00:39:37Hareland, toss these three trash bags into Devil's Island Prison.
00:39:41Let them rot there for life.
00:39:47Ross!
00:39:49I want you and death!
00:39:53Son, it's useless.
00:39:55His God's foot is blessed.
00:39:57We'll never beat him in this lifetime.
00:40:02Just caught that.
00:40:03You said God's foot?
00:40:07Yeah.
00:40:08Yeah, some kid named Ross.
00:40:10His leg game's straight up terrifying.
00:40:13The God's foot?
00:40:15Oh, hell no.
00:40:16Diego's God hand and you've been hiding for 20 years?
00:40:22Now you send out some punk with the God's foot to get himself killed?
00:40:32Ma, I've been looking for you for 20 years.
00:40:35Kid, I ain't letting you be a cleaner anymore.
00:40:37I'm sticking by you no matter what.
00:40:41I knew Ronaldo's bloodline never missed.
00:40:44Ross, with your God's foot, the Phoenix Club's World Cup sweep is just around the corner.
00:40:49You're the ace bringing our family back to the throne.
00:40:5320 years ago when you kicked me into the sea like a flat tire, did you ever think I was
00:40:57your ace?
00:41:00That's because...
00:41:01You want to ride my name to buy your World Cup ticket?
00:41:04You don't deserve it.
00:41:06I, Ross, will never make your starting lineup.
00:41:10Senior brother!
00:41:14Senior brother, finally found you.
00:41:26Master, that fancy nut time combo move?
00:41:28Sick.
00:41:29Mind teaching your disciple?
00:41:30Feels like my Euro style's too stiff.
00:41:32Hmph, sure.
00:41:33First run 500 laps around the field, get your breath steady.
00:41:37I actually laughed at him for cleaning toilets.
00:41:39I'm the dumbest damn fool in football.
00:41:41His skills are already in God mode.
00:41:47Master, please take me as your disciple.
00:41:50Teach me football.
00:41:53Master, teach us!
00:41:59Master, teach us!
00:42:02Master, they just play safe passes.
00:42:05They don't even know where the goal is.
00:42:07They don't deserve your coaching.
00:42:09Get lost!
00:42:10You'll never understand my master's game.
00:42:13Bunch of hacks who can do nothing but pass sideways!
00:42:17Master Diego said, showing strength sparks chaos.
00:42:21Looks like peace is out of the question now.
00:42:24Football isn't about brute strength.
00:42:26Remember this.
00:42:27The essence of dribbling is not chasing the ball,
00:42:30but controlling the space around it with your mind.
00:42:35Without the ball in mind,
00:42:37you'll never break into the box no matter how long you grind.
00:42:41Master,
00:42:43what's mind?
00:42:46The mind is emptiness.
00:42:48Emptiness is the mind.
00:42:50Nothing is the mind.
00:42:52Master's football falafi is straight up next level.
00:42:56Wow.
00:42:58The curve of his back.
00:42:59It's smoother than the World Cup trophy.
00:43:03Auntie,
00:43:04that breath holds stance.
00:43:06Are you secretly training some top-tier box defense technique?
00:43:11Asshole,
00:43:11you're a striker.
00:43:13How do you walk without making a sound?
00:43:15Who's out there?
00:43:19Selena,
00:43:20what are you sneaking around for at this hour?
00:43:23I,
00:43:23I,
00:43:24uh,
00:43:24Master Diego told me to bring you your new shin guards.
00:43:27Where are they?
00:43:30Damn!
00:43:32Dropped him in my room.
00:43:33I'm grabbing him now.
00:43:36What now?
00:43:39I want to ask,
00:43:41what is emptiness?
00:43:44Form is emptiness!
00:43:52Ross,
00:43:53I'm going to shatter every bone in his body!
00:43:57Drag his whole family to hell!
00:44:00With those busted-ass legs of yours,
00:44:03forget ever beating Ross on the field.
00:44:06He's my old captain,
00:44:09Diego's golden boy,
00:44:11trained to be a king.
00:44:14Who is Diego?
00:44:17Diego's my lifelong shadow.
00:44:19The bastard stole my crown back then.
00:44:23Want to get revenge in the danger zone?
00:44:26I'll do whatever it takes
00:44:27to drag him down to hell!
00:44:34This is the forbidden dark art,
00:44:36Satan's technique.
00:44:37Since your legs are gone,
00:44:38use your skull to shatter this false world.
00:44:43To master this forbidden art,
00:44:45destroy your leg murderians,
00:44:47and concentrate all strength into your head?
00:44:49Ha, Ross!
00:44:50I'm coming to end your career!
00:44:52Diego,
00:44:53since you pinned the future of the game on Ross,
00:44:56I'll nail your only heir to the pillar of shame
00:44:59with my own hands.
00:45:03Ross!
00:45:03Ross!
00:45:03Ross, your old man,
00:45:06locked himself in the prayer room,
00:45:07begging God to forgive him for tossing you aside
00:45:10like some defective product.
00:45:12A coach who only cares about transfer fees and wins?
00:45:15You really think he's got a soul left to repent?
00:45:18Boss,
00:45:19it's chaos out there.
00:45:20Every screen in New York is broadcasting live.
00:45:22Diego,
00:45:23the god of the game,
00:45:23is back.
00:45:25He disappeared 20 years ago,
00:45:26and now he's announced a global tryout
00:45:28for the next king of football.
00:45:29No way.
00:45:31Master's been ghosting on that deserted island
00:45:32for two decades.
00:45:34He ain't gonna throw some flashy tryout
00:45:35in the middle of New York's circus.
00:45:37My old man doesn't even own a TV over there.
00:45:39How would he come to New York
00:45:40to pull some fake-ass soccer show?
00:45:41Tech clubs worldwide are losing their minds,
00:45:43all rushing to the New York Met Stadium
00:45:44to witness what they're calling
00:45:45the Hand of God miracle.
00:45:46This ain't no tryout.
00:45:47They're baiting me,
00:45:48setting a trap,
00:45:49knowing I'd show up.
00:45:54Boss,
00:45:55the city's already lit up.
00:45:56That so-called god of the game
00:45:57set up a 1v1 king of the field showdown
00:45:59at the Met,
00:46:00yelling for every pro player
00:46:01in America to join.
00:46:02Diego's an old relic
00:46:03without a smartphone.
00:46:04There's no way he's in New York
00:46:06running some commercial scam.
00:46:08Someone's pulling a fast one.
00:46:09Someone's using my master's name
00:46:11to drag me,
00:46:12the ace out.
00:46:13Bro,
00:46:14wanna crash that fakes party
00:46:15with a little accidental collision?
00:46:17Harland,
00:46:18you go undercover first.
00:46:20Scope out their playbook.
00:46:22Got it, master.
00:46:23I'll lock down their defense
00:46:24like a hawk.
00:46:26Let's roll.
00:46:28Time to meet this so-called
00:46:29god of the game.
00:46:33Bro,
00:46:34the thunder in New York's
00:46:35louder than on the island.
00:46:36I'm scared.
00:46:38Mind if I crash
00:46:40in your room tonight?
00:46:41When you were chasing sharks
00:46:42around the island,
00:46:42I never saw you scared.
00:46:44Why now?
00:46:45That's a whole different game.
00:46:47Back on the island,
00:46:48didn't you crash in with me
00:46:49all the time?
00:46:50Bro,
00:46:50you've changed.
00:46:51You trying to bench me
00:46:52or what?
00:46:53Look,
00:46:54with this nightmare weather
00:46:55in New York,
00:46:56get inside.
00:47:00Ross,
00:47:01I'm a damn golden boot, babe,
00:47:02and you're crashing on the floor
00:47:04like some scrub on defense?
00:47:06What,
00:47:06your balls are out
00:47:07for the season or something?
00:47:08Shut it.
00:47:09Enough ball talk.
00:47:10It's off-season.
00:47:15Bro,
00:47:16I wish I could crash in
00:47:17with you all the time.
00:47:21Selena,
00:47:22you trying to fake a dive
00:47:24for a penalty or what?
00:47:26I said I was running
00:47:27a tight man-macking drill
00:47:28in my dreams.
00:47:28You buying that?
00:47:34Bro,
00:47:36I...
00:47:37Faster!
00:47:38I got him!
00:47:39That fake Diego imposter
00:47:40is right at...
00:47:43Harland!
00:47:43Don't you know
00:47:44you gotta blow the whistle
00:47:45before you storm the field?
00:47:47Uh...
00:47:48Did I...
00:47:48Did I just misread the play
00:47:49and block your killer shot?
00:47:51Carry on.
00:47:51I saw nothing.
00:47:53Get your ass back here.
00:47:56Master,
00:47:57I went all night digging.
00:47:59That imposter
00:47:59claiming to be the soccer god
00:48:00is parading around
00:48:01Metropolis Stadium,
00:48:02recruiting so-called talent,
00:48:04but his dribbling's shaky,
00:48:05breathing's off,
00:48:06he's pure amateur trash.
00:48:07Typical poser striker.
00:48:09All flash,
00:48:10no bite.
00:48:10They bust their asses
00:48:11putting on this
00:48:12king of football tryout.
00:48:13What are they really after?
00:48:15They know I'm coming.
00:48:16This so-called
00:48:17apprentice contest
00:48:18is Vincent's
00:48:18gilliotin's setup
00:48:19just for me.
00:48:21Brother,
00:48:22the enemy's already set up
00:48:23a brick wall
00:48:24waiting to trap us.
00:48:25Charging in blind
00:48:26will end your career
00:48:26right there.
00:48:30When the road narrows,
00:48:31the brave take the win.
00:48:33God's foot fears
00:48:34no crooked refs.
00:48:35Harland,
00:48:36no holding back this time.
00:48:37If they want to play dirty,
00:48:38we'll tear their goal
00:48:39apart together.
00:48:41Yes,
00:48:41master.
00:48:42I'm going to show
00:48:43all of New York
00:48:44what real dribbling
00:48:45looks like.
00:48:51Hold up.
00:48:52Only players ranked
00:48:53in the Global Pro League
00:48:54can enter the king
00:48:55of king of football tryouts.
00:48:56I'm not on the roster.
00:48:58No rank?
00:48:59Fine.
00:48:59Bring me a top 10
00:49:00Ballon d'Or player
00:49:01to vouch for you
00:49:02or go over there
00:49:02and hit that titanium
00:49:03goalpost tester
00:49:03with over 1,800 pounds
00:49:05of force.
00:49:05Otherwise,
00:49:06get back to work.
00:49:07My sponsor's Harland.
00:49:16Kid,
00:49:17what crazy crap
00:49:18you spouting?
00:49:19Harland's the king
00:49:19of the world,
00:49:20a god of the pitch.
00:49:21You're just a janitor.
00:49:22You don't even have
00:49:23right to say his name.
00:49:24Sounds like you know
00:49:25Haran pretty well.
00:49:28I'm ranked 60th
00:49:30in the North American
00:49:31League scorers.
00:49:32Harland's my hero.
00:49:33Bet you can't even
00:49:34put any power
00:49:34behind a shot.
00:49:35You're going to wow us
00:49:36with a few keepy-uppies?
00:49:40Kid,
00:49:41you're looking at
00:49:41world-class keepy-uppies.
00:49:44You stinky janitor
00:49:46must have watched
00:49:46too many
00:49:47Shaolin soccer flicks.
00:49:49Get back to
00:49:49mopping floors.
00:49:50Don't mess up our pitch
00:49:52with those filthy
00:49:52work boots.
00:49:54Manhattan don't need
00:49:55some ball-jungling janitor.
00:49:57Scram for real players!
00:50:03Who are you
00:50:04telling to scram?
00:50:06Hold up.
00:50:08You say a 1-800-pound shot
00:50:10gets you a ticket in?
00:50:11Really?
00:50:26Hey!
00:50:27Check out the janitor
00:50:28in yellow overalls
00:50:29staring down
00:50:30a pro-grade force meter!
00:50:34Kid, quit the act.
00:50:35With that scrawny-eye-ass frame,
00:50:37you couldn't even
00:50:37trigger the sensor
00:50:38with a kick.
00:50:39If the rule's
00:50:401-800-pound to get in,
00:50:41I'm making a bet
00:50:42right here.
00:50:43Bet what?
00:50:44You're just some
00:50:44amateur trash.
00:50:45What you got
00:50:46to back that up?
00:50:48If I kick
00:50:49harder than you,
00:50:50you drop to your knees
00:50:51and lick up that drink
00:50:52you spit on the ground.
00:50:53Fuck you!
00:50:54I'm number 60
00:50:55on the North American
00:50:56League scorers.
00:50:58You ball-jungling janitor
00:50:59ever set foot
00:51:00on a pro field?
00:51:02Today, I'm going to show
00:51:03you what a real player
00:51:04looks like.
00:51:13Rank 60.
00:51:14Incredible.
00:51:151,000 or 40 pounds
00:51:16of striking force.
00:51:17That's elite.
00:51:18On par with top 10
00:51:20Ballon d'Or level players.
00:51:21See that?
00:51:22That's power.
00:51:23That kind of dominance?
00:51:25You janitor scum
00:51:26ain't got a shot at that.
00:51:27Not in 20 years.
00:51:28Don't know if your kick's
00:51:29strong, but your mouth
00:51:30sure is filthy.
00:51:33What are you doing?
00:51:34Taking a stroll
00:51:34in the penalty blocks?
00:51:49No way.
00:51:51No run-up.
00:51:52Three inches of leg swing.
00:51:54How do you kick
00:51:54with more power
00:51:55than Harmond?
00:51:56So, am I good to go now?
00:52:022,700 pounds?
00:52:04Even the top three
00:52:05in the whole Ballon d'Or
00:52:06never hit numbers like that.
00:52:08You're just a janitor.
00:52:10How is that possible?
00:52:12Three inches.
00:52:13Just three inches
00:52:14of leg swing.
00:52:16That's not human power.
00:52:18That's some freak
00:52:18of nature.
00:52:21My bro's barely
00:52:22at 30% strength.
00:52:23If he went full throttle,
00:52:25you junk heaps
00:52:26would be scrap metal
00:52:27by now.
00:52:28Honored, sir.
00:52:29Please.
00:52:41Is this the best trash
00:52:43America's got left?
00:52:44You clowns never trained
00:52:46a day in your lives?
00:53:02The 18th pro player
00:53:05down for the count.
00:53:07Leah Sander
00:53:07pulls off another
00:53:09hat trick massacre.
00:53:10This dude's lost it.
00:53:12How did Leander
00:53:13turn into this monster?
00:53:14He used to be
00:53:15just a dirty
00:53:16second-rate forward.
00:53:23Cold as death.
00:53:25Looks like he mastered
00:53:26the Satan-Devil technique
00:53:27and lost all humanity.
00:53:29Bro, this guy's vibe
00:53:30is straight-up undead.
00:53:32Like he kicked his way
00:53:33back from hell.
00:53:37Ross?
00:53:38I crawled out
00:53:39of the Devil's Island Swamp
00:53:40just to tear you apart
00:53:42on this damn field,
00:53:43king of football.
00:53:44God of the game
00:53:45in front of my
00:53:47Satanic devil power.
00:53:48They all get crushed.
00:53:50I'll pay back
00:53:50every wound you gave me
00:53:51a hundred times over.
00:54:00That all depends
00:54:01if you, redhead,
00:54:02can handle
00:54:03what I'm about
00:54:03to throw at you.
00:54:14This is the so-called
00:54:16American
00:54:17ballon d'or level?
00:54:19Who else is dumb enough
00:54:20to step into
00:54:21my damn penalty box?
00:54:24This lunatic's already
00:54:25wrecked 18 top strikers.
00:54:27This ain't soccer.
00:54:29It's a damn massacre.
00:54:31That header just now
00:54:33smashed the goalie's
00:54:35sternum in.
00:54:36This guy's a demon.
00:54:43Leesand,
00:54:44didn't expect you'd
00:54:45turn into a monster
00:54:46just to get revenge.
00:54:48If it means winning,
00:54:50I don't give a damn
00:54:51about being a monster.
00:54:53Victory's the only law
00:54:55in this world.
00:55:00When you become
00:55:01the king of the pitch,
00:55:03everyone else kneels
00:55:05and bows down to you.
00:55:07Bro, he's completely
00:55:09lost it.
00:55:10This guy's mind
00:55:10is totally twisted
00:55:11by the devil.
00:55:12To master headers,
00:55:13all his blood rushes
00:55:14to his head.
00:55:15This Satan's fiend technique
00:55:17is draining his life away.
00:55:18Harmon's got killer instincts,
00:55:19but going toe-to-toe
00:55:21with a lunaturk
00:55:21who sold his soul
00:55:22to Satan is a losing game.
00:55:24You bloated,
00:55:24ugly freak,
00:55:25you deserve to have
00:55:26your deke kick-kicked
00:55:27to bits by my master.
00:55:29I'm gonna smash your deke
00:55:30with my head,
00:55:31then break Ross's too.
00:55:34Your head
00:55:35probably ain't as tough
00:55:36as my dick.
00:55:48Bring it.
00:55:54Too slow at this speed.
00:55:58Even the towel guy
00:55:59on the bench
00:56:00couldn't catch it.
00:56:13The world's top dog,
00:56:15Harland,
00:56:15just got wrecked
00:56:17by a damn header!
00:56:18Bro,
00:56:19that guy's
00:56:20Satan Devil Strike
00:56:21comes from angles
00:56:22no normal player
00:56:23can read.
00:56:24Harland couldn't predict it.
00:56:26Satan Devil Strike.
00:56:27It reverses your blood flow.
00:56:29Every move burns
00:56:31your life away.
00:56:35Harland,
00:56:36the so-called
00:56:37king of football.
00:56:38You're nothing
00:56:39but dirt
00:56:40under my boots.
00:56:45Kickin' this dirty-ass ball?
00:56:47You ain't fit
00:56:47to call yourself
00:56:48a footballer!
00:56:49Ha ha ha ha!
00:56:51Only losers
00:56:53don't deserve
00:56:53to be athletes!
00:56:54Winner takes all!
00:56:56Ever heard of that
00:56:57king of football?
00:56:59Only Satan's power
00:57:00rules the field.
00:57:02Dumbasses like you
00:57:03can't even grasp
00:57:04the might
00:57:05of the demon
00:57:06God.
00:57:09Ross!
00:57:11Storm the box
00:57:12and claim
00:57:13your deathbed!
00:57:24Using demon
00:57:25God power
00:57:25to play
00:57:26and still
00:57:26call yourself
00:57:27an athlete?
00:57:31See that?
00:57:32That's how
00:57:33the world's
00:57:33top king falls!
00:57:36Ross,
00:57:37I'm gonna
00:57:38double the pain
00:57:39and shame
00:57:41you put on me
00:57:42in this
00:57:42king's showdown!
00:57:44That little
00:57:45phoenix wildcat
00:57:46ain't bad either.
00:57:47Bet she smells
00:57:48damn good
00:57:49in the locker room.
00:57:50Ha ha ha!
00:57:51Damn psycho!
00:57:58after I kill you
00:57:59I'll take my time
00:58:00with that wild girl.
00:58:05Harland!
00:58:06He's forcing
00:58:07that Satan
00:58:07devil strike!
00:58:08His breathing's
00:58:09all wrong!
00:58:09Feel the air
00:58:09shift, man!
00:58:11The ball
00:58:12isn't controlled
00:58:13with muscle.
00:58:14Remember this.
00:58:16The best dribblers
00:58:17don't watch
00:58:17the ball.
00:58:22The mind is
00:58:24emptiness.
00:58:25Emptiness
00:58:25is the mind.
00:58:30Hoo!
00:58:33Spiral smash
00:58:35shot!
00:58:39Ah!
00:58:45No way!
00:58:47You...
00:58:48How did you
00:58:48hit me?
00:59:01Forbibin' dark art,
00:59:03demon's head might!
00:59:05The power of blood!
00:59:07Above all else!
00:59:11Die, Harland!
00:59:13Yeah!
00:59:21World's top ball king?
00:59:24Just another loser
00:59:25under my boot.
00:59:27Now,
00:59:28your life fuels
00:59:29my sacred skill.
00:59:35Ah!
00:59:37No freakin' way!
00:59:39My header smash!
00:59:40How the hell
00:59:40did you block
00:59:41it with your foot?
00:59:44Power bought
00:59:44with blood?
00:59:46Like a crooked
00:59:47ref on the field?
00:59:48Its impact's
00:59:50always limited.
00:59:53Ah!
00:59:55My head!
00:59:57Satan,
00:59:58you ready
00:59:59to face
01:00:00God's wrath?
01:00:15That's my man!
01:00:16Throw this cancer
01:00:17a red card!
01:00:19Send him
01:00:19straight to hell!
01:00:22Master,
01:00:23so this is
01:00:24the raw power
01:00:25of the God's foot.
01:00:27Who the hell
01:00:27is this janitor?
01:00:28He just blocked
01:00:29the Satan headbutt
01:00:29that even Harland
01:00:30couldn't stop.
01:00:31Ha!
01:00:32Just dumb luck!
01:00:35Even a legend
01:00:36like Richard's
01:00:37on the way out!
01:00:38What does some
01:00:39toilet cleaner
01:00:40know about tactics?
01:00:43Ross!
01:00:44You crippled
01:00:45my legs,
01:00:46crushed my balls!
01:00:48Today,
01:00:48you pay in blood,
01:00:50no mercy!
01:00:51You should thank me
01:00:52for turning you
01:00:52into a cripple.
01:00:54That's the only reason
01:00:55you got to learn
01:00:56that dark art.
01:00:57I'm gonna bury you
01:00:58under this turf!
01:01:05Amateur moves
01:01:06like that
01:01:06don't fazy me.
01:01:08You're only
01:01:09hitting my ghost.
01:01:10Players blinded
01:01:11by hate
01:01:12can't see
01:01:12the real
01:01:13drop point.
01:01:14Shut up!
01:01:15Go to hell!
01:01:44Ross!
01:01:46Ross!
01:01:46I'm going to kill you.
01:01:49I swear I'm going to kill you.
01:01:55You're about to get a lifetime ban.
01:01:58One kick.
01:01:59Just one kick took down that bloodthirsty freak.
01:02:01That's the Satan Devil's move.
01:02:02Even the world champ couldn't stop.
01:02:04We were just mocking a true king of the pitch.
01:02:06This fight's over.
01:02:07Ross takes the crown.
01:02:09The world champ is Ross.
01:02:12Oh, great ball god.
01:02:13Now that the dust settled, what about taking me as your apprentice?
01:02:16Ahem.
01:02:18Since no one else steps up, the title goes to this Ross.
01:02:22I'm somewhat pleased.
01:02:25Then I officially declare...
01:02:27Hold up.
01:02:29You're the world-renowned Diego, the so-called Hand of God.
01:02:35If I'm going to be your disciple, I want to see just how untouchable that Hand of God really is.
01:02:40Is he nuts?
01:02:42Even if he beat Lisand, who dares challenge the Hand of God one-on-one?
01:02:48Ahem.
01:02:49The ball god's power ain't for show.
01:02:52Kid, you're green.
01:02:54Don't rush greatness.
01:02:56Diego's legend runs deep.
01:02:57If he doesn't show some moves today, how are my brothers joining him willingly?
01:03:01Fine then.
01:03:02I'll school you a bit.
01:03:02Watch close.
01:03:03This is the Hand of God's ultimate secret.
01:03:05Seamless dribbling.
01:03:05Breath deep.
01:03:06Grip the world.
01:03:07Absorb.
01:03:08Deflect.
01:03:09Unleash.
01:03:09Lightning.
01:03:10Five strikes.
01:03:11Ha!
01:03:13Old man, you sure that Hand ever got kissed by God?
01:03:16How about catching a taste of the foot of God instead?
01:03:22Don't kick!
01:03:23Mercy!
01:03:25I'm sorry.
01:03:26I'm so sorry.
01:03:28I'm not the ball god.
01:03:29I'm just a damn Hollywood actor they hired.
01:03:31Bro, let's go back.
01:03:33No point wasting time on these clowns.
01:03:35Go tell whoever hired you.
01:03:37I'm waiting for them Ross-style.
01:03:45That smell reeks like some illegal weed.
01:03:55You.
01:04:09Actually poison me.
01:04:13As long as I hold your so-called ace, I ain't scared of Ross walking off without a red card.
01:04:25Mr. Ross, your ball skills are straight-up legendary.
01:04:29The whole team wants to learn from you.
01:04:33Master, just remember Diego once mentioned a zero-angle curve that can shut down Lee San's dirty headers.
01:04:39Mr. Ross, I heard you're the new king of football.
01:04:43The organizers asked me to bring you this special drink for the champion.
01:04:47Tell your boss thanks for me.
01:04:48Boss picked this tune for you.
01:04:50Ambush from Tensai.
01:04:51Looks like your boss digs Chinese music.
01:05:03How's that special drink taste?
01:05:07Time's ticking.
01:05:09The poison's about to bench you for the season.
01:05:14You drank my poison.
01:05:16No matter how tough, you're done for now.
01:05:20Who sent you?
01:05:33Ross, as Diego's heir, seeing your senior uncle happy now?
01:05:48This king of the ball showdown in New York?
01:05:51You schemed this?
01:05:54No surprise.
01:05:56Diego's god of the game disciple.
01:05:59Even poisoned, your mind is still intact.
01:06:04That's right.
01:06:05I was the one who arranged the fake soccer god, Diego.
01:06:08I was the one who gave Leah to Satan's devil technique.
01:06:10Everything that happened on that field today was my plan.
01:06:13Who the hell are you?
01:06:15Why are you targeting me and my master?
01:06:17Who am I?
01:06:18I'm Diego's teammate.
01:06:19The committee kicked me out for a tiny bit of juice.
01:06:21Your master stole my soccer god glory.
01:06:23I'm sworn enemy to that bastard for life.
01:06:26Spill it.
01:06:27Where the hell is that old man hiding?
01:06:30Even if you kill me right now, I won't say a word.
01:06:40Tough talk.
01:06:41You want to be the MVP of the whole game, but what about her?
01:06:47Selena!
01:06:49Senior brother, don't bother with me.
01:06:52Just run.
01:06:56Whoever tells me where Diego's at, I'll hand over a get-out-of-jail-free card.
01:07:01Deal?
01:07:03Vincent!
01:07:04You touch her, I swear I'll kill you!
01:07:08First, I'm going to break her.
01:07:09Then you can try to kill me.
01:07:12Go to hell!
01:07:17You're poisoned already.
01:07:19In my eyes, you're just a sitting duck.
01:07:22Didn't your master Diego ever teach you, against a rigged ref, skills don't mean jack shit?
01:07:30Diego crushed my starting spot.
01:07:33Kicked me off the national team.
01:07:37Today, I'm cashing in that debt on your ass with interest.
01:07:43All that instinct and sportsmanship Diego taught you is garbage in a real fight for survival.
01:07:50This world is about forcing your way through by any means necessary.
01:07:54Please, spare my brother.
01:07:56I'll tell you my dad's secret pitch location.
01:07:59Just don't kick anymore!
01:08:01Just don't kick anymore!
01:08:05Selena!
01:08:07Don't!
01:08:09Don't!
01:08:10Don't!
01:08:11Don't!
01:08:14Still want to be the MVP when you're about to bite the dust?
01:08:35I'm gonna wreck your whole damn career!
01:08:48Outkast of the pitch!
01:08:50Who gave you the balls to bench my protege?
01:08:53My captain, you finally show up!
01:08:55My Satan's fury is at its peak now.
01:08:58Your outdated coaching crap should have been tossed in the trash ages ago.
01:09:16My old captain, still got a hell of a kick in those legs.
01:09:20That little hand of God trick of yours.
01:09:23If you'd used it fixing matches, you'd own half the damn world by now.
01:09:28Vinincit, you were kicked off the national team for doping.
01:09:31And now you've turned Sar to a monster, stuffing your body with chemicals to chase that so-called Satan ball.
01:09:37You don't belong on a football pitch.
01:09:39I just want to win. What's my crime?
01:09:41Anyone willing to do anything to win has no place on a football pitch.
01:09:44Today, I'm kicking you out of this sport for good!
01:09:59Ross, watch closely.
01:10:01This is what playing's really about.
01:10:03Control the ball first.
01:10:04Command the game with your feet.
01:10:06God's foot.
01:10:08Clearing the clouds, revealing the truth.
01:10:16Dammit.
01:10:17Cut the crap out!
01:10:19Pay up with your own damn legs.
01:10:22Or I'm sentencing every last one of them to death!
01:10:26Mom!
01:10:27Sister!
01:10:28Selina!
01:10:30Kid, get out with your master.
01:10:34Forget about us.
01:10:38Bro, your skills ain't rusty.
01:10:41But in this world full of crooked refs, just playing ball ain't been cut.
01:10:46Now I'm ordering you.
01:10:48Cripple yourself, or I'll have this lady's legs chopped off first.
01:10:54Vinincit, you really stooped that low, huh?
01:10:59You pushed me into this filthy mess!
01:11:02You pushed me into this filthy mess!
01:11:12You're willing to die just to save someone?
01:11:16I'm gonna use death itself to punish your so-called loyalty.
01:11:22Boss, my clan's got this dark ritual.
01:11:25You paint a totem with fresh blood, force your whole damn body to wake up.
01:11:31But the price is...
01:11:35Touch my mother, and you're dead meat!
01:11:42From this second on, as long as I'm on this field, nobody's laying a finger on my family!
01:11:49Kid, you better watch your back.
01:11:52Get out of here, now!
01:11:54Bullshit.
01:11:55You think slapping a totem on it flips the script?
01:11:58Go fuck yourself.
01:12:09The God Foot.
01:12:10Damn!
01:12:11No way!
01:12:12My damn magic's peaked!
01:12:14How the hell did you just blast me back?
01:12:20You actually cracked the God Deer of Soccer when you were backed into a corner?
01:12:24Ross!
01:12:25You make one move, and I'll gut this old bastard right through the throat!
01:12:31Cripple your own legs!
01:12:33Immediately!
01:12:35Otherwise, you better start prepping your mama's funeral!
01:12:38Ha ha ha!
01:12:42Lysander, get your knife off my mom's neck now!
01:12:45Wow! Step aside? Ross, that God's foot move you just throw? Thought you were hot shit, huh?
01:12:50Now I want you on your knees, wallowing in the dirt like a beaten muck, begging me for mercy! Ha
01:12:55ha ha!
01:12:55So what if you cracked the God Zone?
01:12:57In this game, you're already chained to your damn family.
01:13:01Feelings are your biggest damn weakness.
01:13:03Cripple yourself and kneel down! I'm running out of patience!
01:13:07You cropple my legs, then you let them walk free?
01:13:11You're not even qualified to talk terms with me.
01:13:16Kid! Don't wrap yourself over me!
01:13:21Mom, don't freak out. Even if I quit football, I swear I'll get you home.
01:13:26Seeing you play again in this life? That's God's biggest damn gift.
01:13:31You're meant to be a legend on that field. I won't let myself be your chain.
01:13:36Mom! What are you doing?
01:13:39Kid, go be the real king of the game. Never look back.
01:13:43Kid, go be the real king of the game.
01:13:45No! You crazy bitch!
01:13:47Mom!
01:13:51Mom!
01:13:51Mom!
01:13:56Mom!
01:13:59Mom!
01:14:06Mom!
01:14:07I'll do an apology!
01:14:08Old lunatic! You just threw yourself onto my knife! Get the hell away!
01:14:19Retreat! Move! That bastard's awakened the domain of God! His mother's gone! His only weakness is gone! If we stay
01:14:26here, he'll kick every last one of us into the grave!
01:14:34Anyone who lays a hand on my folks, dies.
01:14:51I actually lost to Diego's damn apprentice.
01:15:00Only now I get it.
01:15:02My greatest win wasn't the championship.
01:15:06It was having you, Ross.
01:15:09Can you call me Dad?
01:15:19Dad...
01:15:32My father's gone back to the island.
01:15:34Before he left, he told me to stay with you for the rest of the season as your full-time
01:15:38assistant coach.
01:15:41Fine.
01:15:42We go home.
01:15:45Together.
01:15:45Together.
01:15:45Together.
01:15:47Together.
01:15:53Together.
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