Showdown In Little Tokyo Page #3

That's perfect.

I'm partner with a homicidal maniac

on a vendetta of family vengeance.

I'll tell Nelson this isn't working out

and get you reassigned.

Like hell you will.

Will you do this right?

Clean.

Like a cop in the 20th century

and not some samurai warrior?

We'll nail this guy.

And when we're done,

we'll go eat fish off those naked chicks.

- What's the deal?

- Looks like business to me.

It's funny, me being in Little Tokyo.

I never expected to work this part of town.

It's reverse racism, if you think about it.

I wanted to work in Malibu.

That will never happen.

Thanks, that's supportive.

I've joined you on a quest for personal

vengeance and you shoot at my dreams?

Malibu is Sheriff's Department, not LAPD.

Really?

Damn.

What's this place?

Must be the Red Dragon Brewery.

Remember, the owner of the club

is also the owner of the brewery?

That arrogant, scumbag, motherf***er.

He put the iron claw right on the logo.

I have a feeling that explains the ice.

You may remember,

we discussed arresting this man legally.

I'm not going to shoot

until they shoot at us.

The problem of introducing a new product

to the marketplace is distribution.

That problem has been solved.

Red Dragon Beer will have

its own national network of trucks.

The world around us changes, gentlemen.

The Berlin Wall falls.

Russia's no longer a superpower.

America's corrupt

with greedy politicians and police.

The world looks to Japan

for economic leadership.

Enough bullshit! Talk price.

Yeah, price!

Twenty percent above wholesale.

It'll put us out of f***ing business!

Bullshit!

Not if we run it and distribute it to you.

You run the crank business?

No way! Go home, f***ing slopehead!

Sh*t!

Now you have one hand left

to wipe your ass with.

You want to keep it?

We have a deal?

How about you?

Yeah, we got a deal!

Minako.

Mr. Yoshida.

For the beauty.

Thank you.

I enjoyed your singing.

Any other duties?

I sing.

I don't understand my countrymen's

obsession with these other women.

Forbidden fruit, I guess.

I find the apple outside my door

is the sweetest.

Beauty must be possessed and protected.

I will own you and you will appreciate it.

Please, don't...

Obey me, or this will happen to you!

So this is America.

I think I'll like it here.

She's enjoying herself.

Make sure she stays. Nobody in or out.

He's leaving.

It's that girl from the club.

The one we talked to.

- What's she up to?

- Straightening up.

Laying things out real carefully.

Someone left a big knife out.

Hand me that.

Kenner, come on!

She's making preparations for "seppuku".

What's "seppuku"?

Ritual suicide.

It's rarely done by women unless

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