The Defenders, The Defenders 1x04 - Royal Dragon, The Defenders S01E01 Matt Murdock (Charlie Cox) Stick (Scott Glenn)
[in Mandarin] Does that man have one hand? - How did you find us, Stick? You know this guy? - It's complicated. Then uncomplicate it. - He's one of them, aren't you? [Luke] The Hand? No. There's another organization. We call ourselves the Chaste. Ugh! These names are killing me. And we're the only reason the Hand hasn't already won the war. We follow the elders of K'un-Lun and the Immortal Iron Fist. The Chaste is my army? Was. They're all dead now. Every one, except me. How come no one told me? [Stick] There are things I don't know. Why are you here, Stick? Because this one, the Immortal Iron Fist, living weapon and protector of the ancient city, is still a thundering dumbass. New rules, kid. Shit like that will get you killed. [stammers] I tried to call Colleen. I told her where I was. Where is she? - [sighs] Safer than we are. Small mistakes. Personal ties. These are what they'll use to end you. What happened to your hand? Ah, I cut it off to free myself. Now, I need your help. - [chuckles] Yeah, here it comes. Here what comes? - This is what he does. How do you know him again? You saw me fighting? I learned it from him. You're a blind lawyer, you're Daredevil, - and you're a member of the Chaste? No, uh uh. I never joined his war. Hey, Stick, you and I need to talk. [Luke] Anything you gotta say, you say in front of us. - This is between me and him. Hey, we are all in danger. I don't know you very well, Mr. Cage, you seem like a good guy, so trust me when I tell you that with this old man, nothing is sacred. Kid, it's not just one of us this time. It's the whole goddamn city we're talking about. We're talking about their lives, Stick. We're talking about the lives of their loved ones. - Wait, um, what? Those tremors that shook up the place, they're nothing compared to what comes next. The Hand's done it before. Pompeii, Chernobyl. Events the history books like to call catastrophes, just cover ups. 'Cause New York is next. And the only thing keeping Manhattan from crumbling to a pile of dust is the four of you. All right, I am done with this tin foil hat shit. - Whoa, where are you going? I tried to hang in, guys. I really did. But whatever this guy's selling, I ain't buying. Sit down and shut up.
