"You know, I've always wanted to fuck the devil on a deal. And this looks like a once-in-a lifetime opportunity. So, FUCK YOU!"
SMITH frowns. GREGORY looks him up and down. He's got a few inches and pounds on the smaller agent.
"What are you gonna do, little man? You looking for a trip to the fucking hospital? Fuck with me and you'll be looking for some plastic surgery, you - "
SMITH delivers a chest punch that sends GREGORY sailing back twenty feet. He tumbles to a stop, coughs, and stares in disbelief at SMITH, standing calmly at what seems like an impossible distance away.
CU: SMITH. HE removes his glasses calmly.
CU: GREGORY. He was stunned, but he's not out of the fight. Not by a long shot.
"No man can beat me."
"Bring it on, pussy."
Pull back as he CHARGES SMITH
SMITH is ready to deflect the blow, but GREGORY dodges and bowls him over, barroom style. With SMITH pinned below him, he slams his palm downward. SMITH'S head dodges the blow that pummels the ground.
GREGORY is screaming as he smashes downward with the palms of his heels. Every blow misses the mark.
"Mother fucker, what the fu -?"
SMITH bucks up, throwing GREGORY into the air. He flips onto his back as GREGORY returns. The sheer force of his street-forged roundhouses knock SMITH around as he blocks. Growing irritated at the untrained attack, SMITH turns a block into a palm-heel that hits GREGORY in the forehead with the force of a cannon blast. Momentarily stunned, he steps back enough for SMITH to perform a roundhouse kick. It's like a helicopter blade, smashing into GREGORY'S head and sending him to the ground in a heap.
"Ready to change your mind?"
HE can't respond very well. Blood fills his mouth and his face is mashed. A huge welt grows under the loafer mark left by SMITH on the right side of his face.
SMITH crouches down by GREGORY
"I can teach you to beat me, you know."
THIS interests GREGORY.
"Help us, and both you and her will be free afterward."
GREGORY stares at the ground, then gazes past SMITH at CHANDRA. Finally, he starts to rise. SMITH offers a hand, and GREGORY takes it.
"You know it, don't you? That there's more to your world than what you can see, what you can rationally explain?"
"I'm going to teach you how to use the powers you can't even imagine. But first, you need to learn to fight."
SMITH puts his hand to his earpiece. GREGORY'S eyes close and his body SPASMS. He falls to the ground, breathless, and when his eyes open, he stares up at SMITH.
"Holy shit. What the -"
HE stares at his hands. He sits up, and watches his hands, amazed, as he goes through a series of block-punches. He stops and stares up at SMITH.
"I know Kung-Fu."
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