This is a little jumbled pasting it...but it's okay. The original script has colored font to indicate flashback scenes and my narration of story. Hope you like this. Give me your thoughts. Make some pop-corn, and enjoy reading.
I will have to break it up into 3 or 4 parts...sorry.
Heavenly Fighter, Bowie.
Episode 1
“Simplicity”
Bowie, a monk in training, is the expression of my feelings. As a philosophy student,
wrestler, and JKD instructor, I feel this series will hopefully spark some thought of the humanity
of mankind, and our duty to each other, in the minds of young and old alike...
Opening Theme
(Inside a Chinese temple, Bowie, a shaven-headed monk in training, makes his way to his
old master and mentor, Old Man Kong. Kong nods as he notices Bowie’s presence.)
Kong: Bowie, please enter.
Bowie: (Bowing) Am I really to be leaving, Master?
Kong: You cannot stay here any longer.
Bowie: (confused) But why, Master? Have I not kept to the training you have given me?
Kong: You have...
(It is my idea to show brief scenes of Bowie’s departure from the temple, and wonderings of afar
in between this conversation. As if this conversation is a memory in Bowie’s mind.)
Bowie: Have I not done all you have told me? Have I not devoted my training to the lessons and
movements you have taught?
Kong: You have...
(Another brief scene)
Bowie: Then why must I leave you , Master? What have I done wrong?
Kong: You must leave because you are right, not wrong.
Bowie: Master, I don’t understand.
Kong: If you understood all at this moment, Bowie, you would be a very pale man indeed.
Understanding is your responsibility, as is your training.
Bowie: My training?!
(One last scene)
Bowie: But I want to train with you! Why must I go?
Kong: Why do you want me to train you?
Bowie: To show me the “truth”, Master...
Kong: I have no “truth” to give you. I can merely point you in the direction you may find it for
yourself. This is why you must leave now, Bowie. You must find the truth of your training.
Only you can discover your own ignorance, I cannot.
Bowie: (dumbfounded) M-Master...
Kong: (returning to his chambers and closing the door) I can teach you no more, Bowie.
Now you must discover the cause of your own chaos. Please leave now, you are no longer
allowed in the temple. (Door closes)
Bowie: (shocked) Master?....MASTER!!...
(The last word echoes through the walls of the now silent temple.)
Next Scene:
(Bowie, with nothing more than a black T-shirt and jeans, and a duffle bag slung over his
shoulder, arrives in a small town 50 miles from his beloved temple. Everyone is strange, and look
at him with untrusting expressions.)
Bowie: (scratching his bald head) ‘No more to teach me,’ my foot...Master, I doubt myself. You
knew that. How could you cast me from the temple?
(A young woman approaches him, she seems unafraid and almost aggressive.)
Young Woman: Who are you?! State your purpose here!
Bowie: (bewildered) Huh? Are you talking to me?
Young Woman: Of course I’m talking to you! Do you see anyone else here? What business do
you have in this town?
Bowie: I don’t have any business. I’m looking for a place to stay for the night. Do you know of
any?
Young Woman: My name is Li Mei Wang. I’m the guardian of this town so if you’re here to
cause any trouble be warned that you’ll have to deal with me and the other fighters who reside
here.
Bowie: (wide-eyed) Beg your pardon?
Li Mei: You heard me. There’s an inn up the corner street. You can eat there as well. Behave
yourself. I’ll be watching...
(Li Mei disappears into the crowds of people, leaving a dumbfounded Bowie to simply blink his
eyes in bewilderment. Bowie shakes his head and moves towards the corner street.)
Bowie: The people here are nuts. It’s not been more than three minutes and already I am
offending people. Master, forgive me, I simply cannot understand your reasoning with this...
(Bowie enters the inn at corner street, and is seated by the waiter of a small restaurant inside.)
Waiter: How can I take your order, Sir? I hope you’re quite hungry.
Bowie: Famished. I just got here.
Waiter: Really? Where are you from?
Bowie: Kong’s Temple. About 50 miles from here.
Waiter: (surprised) Kong’s Temple?? You must be an exceptional fighter!
Bowie: (hiding his skills) I only know a little.
Waiter: Well maybe you can use that little knowledge to help us out with the ruffians that keep
harrassing this town.
Bowie: (curious) Ruffians? Is one of them a young woman named Li Mei Wang? I think I
already ran into her.
Waiter: (almost offended) Li Mei? No, Sir, she is a godsend to this town! The thugs I am
referring to call themselves Devil Cloud, and they are a bunch of bandits with no remorse for their
actions. They steal from us, terrorize our residents, and there is even rumors about kidnapping
plots.
Bowie: (eyebrows cross at the word) Kidnapping plots? What for?
Waiter: Money, ransom, some sick form of pleasure. That is why Li Mei is here. Her sister was
taken a while back by Devil Cloud. Unfortunately, it was too late when Li Mei arrived to rescue
her. Her sister was thrown from a cliff to her death. Li Mei has never forgiven or forgotten.
Bowie: So that’s why she seemed so angry...(angered) How dare they do such a thing! But Li
Mei Wang is training only for the sake of revenge?
Waiter: It’s all she lives for...
(Bowie recalls one of Kong’s lessons...)
Bowie: Master, how can I fight if I am not angry? There is much to be angry about!
Kong: It is right to be angry at evil things. One who shows no empathy to ones who suffer nor
anger towards the evils that create it is living a life more evil than evil itself.
Bowie: Then my anger for evil shall guide my training!
Kong: No! You do not grasp the concept if that is what you think.
Bowie: But, Master...
Kong: In combat one should turn into a doll made of wood. It has no ego, it thinks nothing. This
is not to say that we do not have passions that drive us to win, but we must control our emotions
in a fight, for otherwise we lose control of ourselves in the moment. The spirit is no doubt the
controlling agent of our existence. This invisible seat controls every movement in whatever
external situation arises. It is thus, to be extremely mobile, never stopping in any place at any
moment. Preserve this state of spiritual freedom and non-attatchment as soon as you assume the
fighting stance. Be ‘master of the house’, Bowie...
(Back to reality)
Bowie: She’s a prisoner of her own emotions...
Waiter: (questioning the statement) What’s that?
Bowie: Li Mei Wang. I understand her anger, and I agree with it...but she can’t fight if she lets it
engulf her.
Waiter: She has been training to meet them. Her style is incredible! How can you say that?
Bowie: I hope she is okay when the time comes...
Waiter: Li Mei has the most incredible kicks I have ever seen! She’ll be fine against those damn
thugs. Hey, by the way, how high can you kick?
Bowie: I don’t know, I’ve never been attacked by a man on stilts.
Waiter: (disappointed) Can you break ten stone slabs with your hand or foot? (hopeful)
Bowie: I’d probably break my hand and foot.
Waiter: ...You are sure you’re from Kong’s Temple?
Bowie: I hope so! If not this has all been a pretty mean prank! (smiles)
Waiter: Oh, sir, I still have not taken your order! My apologies. What will it be?
Bowie: That’s okay. Just some dumplings and rice please. And tea.
Waiter: I’ll bring it right out for you. Thank you, Sir.
Bowie: (nods politely) Thanks for the conversation.

Heavenly Fighter, Bowie.
Episode 1
“Simplicity”
Bowie, a monk in training, is the expression of my feelings. As a philosophy student,
wrestler, and JKD instructor, I feel this series will hopefully spark some thought of the humanity
of mankind, and our duty to each other, in the minds of young and old alike...
Opening Theme
(Inside a Chinese temple, Bowie, a shaven-headed monk in training, makes his way to his
old master and mentor, Old Man Kong. Kong nods as he notices Bowie’s presence.)
Kong: Bowie, please enter.
Bowie: (Bowing) Am I really to be leaving, Master?
Kong: You cannot stay here any longer.
Bowie: (confused) But why, Master? Have I not kept to the training you have given me?
Kong: You have...
(It is my idea to show brief scenes of Bowie’s departure from the temple, and wonderings of afar
in between this conversation. As if this conversation is a memory in Bowie’s mind.)
Bowie: Have I not done all you have told me? Have I not devoted my training to the lessons and
movements you have taught?
Kong: You have...
(Another brief scene)
Bowie: Then why must I leave you , Master? What have I done wrong?
Kong: You must leave because you are right, not wrong.
Bowie: Master, I don’t understand.
Kong: If you understood all at this moment, Bowie, you would be a very pale man indeed.
Understanding is your responsibility, as is your training.
Bowie: My training?!
(One last scene)
Bowie: But I want to train with you! Why must I go?
Kong: Why do you want me to train you?
Bowie: To show me the “truth”, Master...
Kong: I have no “truth” to give you. I can merely point you in the direction you may find it for
yourself. This is why you must leave now, Bowie. You must find the truth of your training.
Only you can discover your own ignorance, I cannot.
Bowie: (dumbfounded) M-Master...
Kong: (returning to his chambers and closing the door) I can teach you no more, Bowie.
Now you must discover the cause of your own chaos. Please leave now, you are no longer
allowed in the temple. (Door closes)
Bowie: (shocked) Master?....MASTER!!...
(The last word echoes through the walls of the now silent temple.)
Next Scene:
(Bowie, with nothing more than a black T-shirt and jeans, and a duffle bag slung over his
shoulder, arrives in a small town 50 miles from his beloved temple. Everyone is strange, and look
at him with untrusting expressions.)
Bowie: (scratching his bald head) ‘No more to teach me,’ my foot...Master, I doubt myself. You
knew that. How could you cast me from the temple?
(A young woman approaches him, she seems unafraid and almost aggressive.)
Young Woman: Who are you?! State your purpose here!
Bowie: (bewildered) Huh? Are you talking to me?
Young Woman: Of course I’m talking to you! Do you see anyone else here? What business do
you have in this town?
Bowie: I don’t have any business. I’m looking for a place to stay for the night. Do you know of
any?
Young Woman: My name is Li Mei Wang. I’m the guardian of this town so if you’re here to
cause any trouble be warned that you’ll have to deal with me and the other fighters who reside
here.
Bowie: (wide-eyed) Beg your pardon?
Li Mei: You heard me. There’s an inn up the corner street. You can eat there as well. Behave
yourself. I’ll be watching...
(Li Mei disappears into the crowds of people, leaving a dumbfounded Bowie to simply blink his
eyes in bewilderment. Bowie shakes his head and moves towards the corner street.)
Bowie: The people here are nuts. It’s not been more than three minutes and already I am
offending people. Master, forgive me, I simply cannot understand your reasoning with this...
(Bowie enters the inn at corner street, and is seated by the waiter of a small restaurant inside.)
Waiter: How can I take your order, Sir? I hope you’re quite hungry.
Bowie: Famished. I just got here.
Waiter: Really? Where are you from?
Bowie: Kong’s Temple. About 50 miles from here.
Waiter: (surprised) Kong’s Temple?? You must be an exceptional fighter!
Bowie: (hiding his skills) I only know a little.
Waiter: Well maybe you can use that little knowledge to help us out with the ruffians that keep
harrassing this town.
Bowie: (curious) Ruffians? Is one of them a young woman named Li Mei Wang? I think I
already ran into her.
Waiter: (almost offended) Li Mei? No, Sir, she is a godsend to this town! The thugs I am
referring to call themselves Devil Cloud, and they are a bunch of bandits with no remorse for their
actions. They steal from us, terrorize our residents, and there is even rumors about kidnapping
plots.
Bowie: (eyebrows cross at the word) Kidnapping plots? What for?
Waiter: Money, ransom, some sick form of pleasure. That is why Li Mei is here. Her sister was
taken a while back by Devil Cloud. Unfortunately, it was too late when Li Mei arrived to rescue
her. Her sister was thrown from a cliff to her death. Li Mei has never forgiven or forgotten.
Bowie: So that’s why she seemed so angry...(angered) How dare they do such a thing! But Li
Mei Wang is training only for the sake of revenge?
Waiter: It’s all she lives for...
(Bowie recalls one of Kong’s lessons...)
Bowie: Master, how can I fight if I am not angry? There is much to be angry about!
Kong: It is right to be angry at evil things. One who shows no empathy to ones who suffer nor
anger towards the evils that create it is living a life more evil than evil itself.
Bowie: Then my anger for evil shall guide my training!
Kong: No! You do not grasp the concept if that is what you think.
Bowie: But, Master...
Kong: In combat one should turn into a doll made of wood. It has no ego, it thinks nothing. This
is not to say that we do not have passions that drive us to win, but we must control our emotions
in a fight, for otherwise we lose control of ourselves in the moment. The spirit is no doubt the
controlling agent of our existence. This invisible seat controls every movement in whatever
external situation arises. It is thus, to be extremely mobile, never stopping in any place at any
moment. Preserve this state of spiritual freedom and non-attatchment as soon as you assume the
fighting stance. Be ‘master of the house’, Bowie...
(Back to reality)
Bowie: She’s a prisoner of her own emotions...
Waiter: (questioning the statement) What’s that?
Bowie: Li Mei Wang. I understand her anger, and I agree with it...but she can’t fight if she lets it
engulf her.
Waiter: She has been training to meet them. Her style is incredible! How can you say that?
Bowie: I hope she is okay when the time comes...
Waiter: Li Mei has the most incredible kicks I have ever seen! She’ll be fine against those damn
thugs. Hey, by the way, how high can you kick?
Bowie: I don’t know, I’ve never been attacked by a man on stilts.
Waiter: (disappointed) Can you break ten stone slabs with your hand or foot? (hopeful)
Bowie: I’d probably break my hand and foot.
Waiter: ...You are sure you’re from Kong’s Temple?
Bowie: I hope so! If not this has all been a pretty mean prank! (smiles)
Waiter: Oh, sir, I still have not taken your order! My apologies. What will it be?
Bowie: That’s okay. Just some dumplings and rice please. And tea.
Waiter: I’ll bring it right out for you. Thank you, Sir.
Bowie: (nods politely) Thanks for the conversation.
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