gentlemen. boss tanaka obviously has something on his mind. allow him to express it.
silence! of what perversion do you speak, tanaka?
fight me or work for me.
drop them on the ground.
get behind me.
get on your knees.
put your foreheads on the floor.
keep your mouths shut.
i'm going to say this in english so you know how serious i am. as your leader, i encourage you to -- from time to time and always in a respectful manner, and with the complete knowledge that my decision is final -- to question my logic. if you're unconvinced a particular plan of action i've decided is the wisest, tell me so. but allow me to convince you. and i will promise you, right here and now, no subject will be taboo. except the subject that was just under discussion.
hand me that head.
the price you pay for bringing up either my chinese or my american heritage as a negative is, i collect your fuckin head. just like this fucker here. now if any of you sonsabitches got anything else to say, now's the fuckin time.
i didn't think so. meeting adjourned.
seated in a shogun's seat, rises furiously to her feet.
you bastard!
sorry everybody, but i'm afraid we're going to have to close the place. there's some private business that we must attend to now.
miki.
tear the bitch apart!
standing in between go go and mr. barrel. her eyes narrow.
smiles.
silly rabbit.
whips open a red fan.
what are you waiting for? are you on a date? attack her you fool!
is furious, and slaps mr. barrel on the shoulder.
attack, goddamn you!
very funny. your instrument is quite impressive.
where was it made?
whom in okinawa made you this steel?
you lie!!
swords however never get tired. i hope you've saved your energy. if you haven't, you might not last five minutes.
oh, you really should. it's quite beautiful. allow me.
as last looks go, you could do worse.
when her sword is fully unsheathed, the japanese combat artist holds both arms straight out at her sides, sword in one hand - wood sheath in the other, like a bird.
silly caucasian girl likes to play with samurai swords. bill might of humored you, but you will find neither humor nor mercy at my blade. now unless you intend to commit sepeku among the koi, stand up and fight. you may not be able to fight like a samurai, but you can at least die like a samurai.
i apologize for ridiculing you earlier.
yes.
that really was a hattori hanzo sword.
i always dreamed of owning one.
did he make it for you?
he must of liked you.