Jean-Claude Van Damme: Kurt Sloane

Kickboxer

Kurt Sloane

Tong Po: [after beating Kurt senseless in a round of kickboxing] You bleed like Mylee! Mylee... good fuck!
Kurt Sloane: Nooo!

Eric Sloane: [after a painful first round against Tong Po] Fucking music's driving me crazy.
Kurt Sloane: Let's forget about the music right now.
Eric Sloane: See that! He got me with an elbow.
Kurt Sloane: That's the way they fight here, I told you!
Eric Sloane: Motherfucker wants to street fight. I'll show him!
Kurt Sloane: Let's cancel.
Eric Sloane: No.
Kurt Sloane: Let's cancel please!
Eric Sloane: Noooo!

Xian Chow: This is stone city. Where many ancient warriors come. While you train here, listen!
Kurt Sloane: Listen to what?
Xian Chow: Just listen. With your mind, your heart, your whole being.
Xian Chow: You must learn to be faster than any punch or kick, that way won't get hit.

Xian Chow: You a good fighter?
Kurt Sloane: Yeah.
Xian Chow: Your defense good?
Kurt Sloane: Yeah!
Xian Chow: [Xian does a jump kick to Kurt, nearing an inch from his face] Hmmm... must train differently in America. Your defense stinks!

Kurt Sloane: [Wanting revenge on Tong Po] Tell me where he is!
Winston Taylor: God dammit, no! I don't want any fucking part of it! Go home! Wait your three months and go home where you're safe! I don't want your blood on my hands, I got enough already!
Kurt Sloane: He's going to pay for this, you hear me? I'll find him, I don't need your help!
Winston Taylor: The only way you'll find him is inside the ring, and you ain't good enough!
Kurt Sloane: I don't care where - I'll get him!
Winston Taylor: You go off after him outside the ring and we're dead, ALL OF US! *HE'S* TOO VALUABLE TO THEM. The only way to beat him is in the ring. And Like I said
[points at him]
Winston Taylor: *YOU* are *NOT* good enough!
Kurt Sloane: [breathing heavily] We'll see.

Kurt Sloane: [Kurt is exhausted and in pain from kicking a Palm Tree] That's it.
Xian Chow: [sternly] Take your bag and leave my house...
Kurt Sloane: [confused] What? What's going on...?
Xian Chow: [motions for Mylee to stay back and not get involved] You don't want training...
Kurt Sloane: [sarcastically] Hey... you want me to break my leg...?
Xian Chow: [making Kurt remember his brothers vicious fight with Tong Po] Your brother remember...?
Kurt Sloane: [has flashbacks to Tong Po paralysing Eric] Oh... you mean like this... huh... huh
Xian Chow: [breaks down palm tree with a rage of kicks, Xian walks away smiling at Kurts determination, Kurt colapses on the floor with leg bleeding with Mylee trying to help]

Winston Taylor: So, what's it gonna be? The Pink Pussy, or the Kitten Candy Club?
Kurt Sloane: I don't suppose we can just go back to the hotel?
Winston Taylor: Fuck, no! Hey, relax. I know a nice mellow place closeby.
[Cuts to a loud beer bar with semi-naked women dancing on stage]

Kurt Sloane: [after learning that his brother Eric has been paralysed by Tong Po] I want Tong Po!
Winston Taylor: Forget about it! I'm not signing your death warrant too!

Xian Chow: [Kurt is dangling upside down after stepping into a trap] May I help you?
Kurt Sloane: Yes, let me down.
Xian Chow: No, I cannot.
Kurt Sloane: Why?
Xian Chow: Don't know who you are or what you want.
Kurt Sloane: I want down, and I want you to teach me Muay Thai!
Xian Chow: Really? But you are American.
Kurt Sloane: So?
Xian Chow: American's have swelled heads.
[Grins]
Xian Chow: Especially when hanging upside down for too long!
Kurt Sloane: Very funny.

Eric Sloane: Watch and learn, it's all in the legs!
Kurt Sloane: Legs? Legs! This guy was kicking a column like *this* with his fucking legs
[grunts as he motions the move]
Kurt Sloane: until plaster was falling down!