American Shaolin

One large raised ring is in the middle of the floor – the place for the finals.

ANGLE ON SIDE OF THE RING

Where Li, Gao, San De, D.S. and some others are waiting. They are all in monastic garb.

Drew and Ashema walk up to them, holding hands. Drew is dressed in a fighting monk's costume as well, and he bows to his fellow monks.

DREW

Are we late?

SAN DE

The fight has not yet started.

DREW

Did you think he would get into the finals?

SAN DE

Who could know? He fights the winner of the Western countries, which is why I wanted you here.

DREW

I'll help any way I can.

ANGLE ON THE CROWD

As it parts to let someone through. Drew turns casually to look at the competitor. Slowly, a figure, followed by a large group of people, comes clear... it is Trevor!

ANGLE ON DREW

Who is stunned.

ANGLE ON SAN DE

Could he have known?

ANGLE ON TREVOR

Who spots drew standing near the ring. He walks past him, trying to place his face. Then, he comes back and walks right up to Drew and slaps him on the back.

TREVOR

Carson! Drew Carson! I can't believe it! I come half way around the world, and run into you! I heard you left the city, but I didn't know losing to me drove you into being a monk!

Drew is dumbstruck, and Trevor takes advantage of it.

TREVOR (CONT'D)

(to San De)

He take a vow of silence too? Nice hair, Drew.

(he looks at Ashema)

If he took a vow of chastity too, honey, you see me after this fight, 'Kay?

He puts his arm around Ashema and lets his hand slide down onto her rear end.

TREVOR (CONT'D)

Wish me luck, huh?

He walks off, and Drew, who still hasn't said a word, stares after him. All of the monks are looking at Drew with questioning looks, everyone that is except for San De.

ANGLE ON THE RING

As Trevor and the Shaolin entry bow to each other. The fight begins.

It isn't even close. Trevor is better than he ever was. He is incredible, and he destroys the Shaolin fighter.

Oblivious to the boos and whistles from the crowd, he plays with the Shaolin fighter, making him look like a real fool.

INTERCUT REACTION SHOTS OF DREW

Who is watching the destruction. Behind his eyes, he is reliving his humiliation.

ANGLE ON TREVOR

Who finishes the shaolin fighter off with a devestating technique, and then immediately plays to the crowd, RIGHT IN FRONT OF DREW AND THE OTHERS.

The referee comes over to Trevor, and raises his fist up in victory. Trevor tears his arm away and SCREAMS TO THE CROWD:

TREVOR (CONT'D)

I'M NOT DONE!

The crowd, which before was wild and booing, now grows quiet.

TREVOR (CONT'D)

I want HIM!

He points right at Drew.

TREVOR (CONT'D)

I want to face the American who is now a Shaolin monk! I want to learn at the hands of a master!

The crowd, who has seen Drew and heard about him for quite a while, warms to the prospect. They start cheering for the American Shaolin to face Trevor.

TREVOR (CONT'D)

I want the American Shaolin!

ANGLE ON DREW

Who doesn't know what to do. San De appears and puts a comforting hand on his shoulder.

ANGLE ON TREVOR

Pointing and yelling for Drew.

ANGLE ON DREW

Who climbs the ropes and goes into the ring. The crowd is going crazy, eager to see the match. Drew, oblivious to the crowd, walks over to Trevor.

DREW

I came to the Shaolin Temple because of you, Trevor. You humiliated me, and I wanted to make sure it could never happen again.

TREVOR

So, let's see what you've learned.

DREW

(shaking his head)

I've learned that... there's nothing to prove. Beating you is no longer important. It was my ego that had to be defeated, not you.

TREVOR (CONT'D)

Bull! You're just chicken!

DREW

The arts should never be about who is best – they are too important for that.

He bows to Trevor and starts out of the ring.

ANGLE ON CROWD

They don't know what's going on.

ANGLE ON LI, GAO AND OTHERS

They don't know either. They want Drew to fight him.

ANGLE ON SAN DE AND D.S.

Who know what is happening and are proud of Drew, prouder than they have ever been.

TREVOR

COME BACK HERE! You can't just walk away!

Drew steps out of the ring and walks over to where San De is standing. They bow, and the pride is shining in San De's eyes.

SAN DE

Do you turn away from him out of fear?

ANGLE ON TREVOR

Who is seething.

TREVOR

I thought the Shaolin monks were warriors, not babies! Look at him – he is too scared to face me!

ANGLE ON DREW

His face calm.

DREW

No, master. I will not fight for personal glory, or for my ego.

SAN DE

You have learned much.

ANGLE ON TREVOR

TREVOR

The Shaolin monks are PUSSIES! Warrior-monks? Ha!

ANGLE ON SAN DE

Who indicates trevor with a inclination of his head.

SAN DE

You did the right thing.

ANGLE ON TREVOR

TREVOR

How about you, baldy? Or you?

He is pointing at Li and Gao and the others, who are itching to climb into the ring. Gao goes over to San De, and shoots a questioning look at Drew.

GAO

Master, the American is insulting the Temple, and the fighting monks.

SAN DE

(looking at drew)

What should be done?

GAO (CONT'D)

Someone should face him in combat. For the tradition of the temple.

San De looks at Drew long and hard.

SAN DE

There are some times when a Shaolin must fight, and some people who will not learn until they are taught a lesson.

ANGLE ON DREW

Who understands the implication of what he is saying. He starts to smile slowly.

SAN DE (CONT'D)

It's your call.