Samurai Cop Page #3

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And what they want is results.

That's what we're going to give them.

We're going to give them the results.

Now, why don't we give Samurai here a second chance

because I need him, we need him, so why don't we just help him

and support him, all right?

Well, what do you say huh, cap?

I feel like somebody stuck a big club up my ass and it hurts.

I've got to figure out a way to get it out of there.

God damn it, get the hell out of my office.

Get out of here!

I don't want to see your face.

Muah!

You son of a b*tch.

Come back here you motherf***er!

- What happened? You out or in?

- Baby, I'm always in.

Okay, Mr. Joe Samurai, now that you're in,

I've got some interesting news for you.

What is it?

Well, it seems there's this restaurant,

Blue Lagoon on Third Street near Downtown.

Well, Mr. Fujiyama, the head of the Katana gang,

this is where he's been hanging out.

- What does Katana mean?

- It means Japanese sword.

Also, there are two other Japanese gangs,

the Shinjuku and Ginza gangs.

They're both rivals to the Katana.

All right, both of those gangs are willing

to cooperate with us.

They're a small gang, mostly in gambling.

They're afraid of Katana.

That's why they're willing to help us.

All right, in time,

we'll use their service but not now.

Right now, I say you and I go pay a visit

to this Blue Lagoon Restaurant.

- You want to go?

- I can't, but I'll be home later on.

I may stop by, so keep it warm.

Come on, Frank, let's go.

Jennifer, I have a small present for you.

Thank you Mr. Fujiyama but I don't know

if I should accept that.

Please, take it.

Thank you. It's beautiful.

Hello, Mr. Fujiyama.

Hi, everybody.

- Hey, Tony. You're late.

- Oh, sorry.

- Please have a seat.

- Thanks.

- Are you Fuj... Fujiyama?

- Yes, I am. Who are you?

I'm a cop.

In that case, you'll talk to me.

I am Mr. Fujiyama's attorney.

What do you want?

So you're the infamous boss of this sh*t Katana gang, huh?

Sit down.

Look. Officer, you have no right insulting my client.

- You have nothing on him.

- And yes we have.

We have many things on him.

And this client of yours is going to need more than a lawyer

to clean up his sh*t.

Officers,

if you have anything against me, then book me.

Otherwise, as they say, "Get the hell out of my face."

This is America, land of freedom and law.

A man is innocent until he's proven guilty.

You have nothing on me.

Well, I got a lot of sh*t on you.

I'll sue you and the department

for this insult to my client.

I'll file a case first thing in the morning.

Hey counselor,

you still have three or four hours before the courthouse closes.

Now, I'm telling these son of a b*tches,

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