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"If there's one thing I know, it's never to mess with Mother Nature, mother-in-laws, and mother-freakin' Ukrainians!"
— Skinny Pete, The Italian Job (2003)
"The price you pay for bringing up either my Chinese or American heritage as a negative is: I collect your fucking head. Just like this fucker here."
—O-Ren Ishii, to the group of Yakuza she's taken over, Kill Bill Volume 1
Video Games
Mr. Sunshine: (waving a skull-topped cane in the Boss' face) Wakey Wakey...
The Boss: (waking up to find themselves inside a limo filled with drugs, guns, and black gangsters, and high on Loa Dust) Where am I?
The General: You are sitting with your betters, my friend. I wanted to see the face of the individual who had caused me so much trouble. So far, I find the experience to be underwhelming.
The Boss: Who the fuck are you?
The General: I am the man whose property you stole and destroyed.
The Boss: Oops. (laughs)
The General: You needn't dwell on your mistakes. You will not live to learn from them.
The Boss: That so?
Mr. Sunshine: (his face creepily distorted through the Loa Dust) I'm afraid it is...
The Boss: Who the fuck are you?
Mr. Sunshine: They call me Mr. Sunshine.
The Boss: Well, listen, "Sunshine". I don't care how fucked-up your face is. I ain't scared of you, or that other asshole.
Mr. Sunshine: Pity.
The General: (to his men) Gentlemen, I'm through meeting with my "adversary"... If you please, dispose of this trash.
Mook: Of course, General. (reaches into his gun-bag)
The Boss: (laughs helplessly) You're a General?! (to the Mook) Did you hear that? That asshole thinks he's a- (realizes the Mook is pulling a gun on them) Shit!
The Boss: (waking up to find themselves inside a limo filled with drugs, guns, and black gangsters, and high on Loa Dust) Where am I?
The General: You are sitting with your betters, my friend. I wanted to see the face of the individual who had caused me so much trouble. So far, I find the experience to be underwhelming.
The Boss: Who the fuck are you?
The General: I am the man whose property you stole and destroyed.
The Boss: Oops. (laughs)
The General: You needn't dwell on your mistakes. You will not live to learn from them.
The Boss: That so?
Mr. Sunshine: (his face creepily distorted through the Loa Dust) I'm afraid it is...
The Boss: Who the fuck are you?
Mr. Sunshine: They call me Mr. Sunshine.
The Boss: Well, listen, "Sunshine". I don't care how fucked-up your face is. I ain't scared of you, or that other asshole.
Mr. Sunshine: Pity.
The General: (to his men) Gentlemen, I'm through meeting with my "adversary"... If you please, dispose of this trash.
Mook: Of course, General. (reaches into his gun-bag)
The Boss: (laughs helplessly) You're a General?! (to the Mook) Did you hear that? That asshole thinks he's a- (realizes the Mook is pulling a gun on them) Shit!
