Soleil rouge

Kuroda Jubie: Give me my clothes!

Link Stuart: I'll give you your clothes, but first I want your word of honor that you won't kill Gauche on sight.

Kuroda Jubie: My clothes!

Link Stuart: Your word.

Kuroda Jubie: [angrily speaks Japanese]

Link Stuart: Don't know what the hell that's all about, but it sounds like it's comin' from the heart. Well?

Kuroda Jubie: Give me five minutes with him.

Link Stuart: Not enough.

Kuroda Jubie: One hour. Give me one full hour.

Link Stuart: I need one full day. Kuroda, I need the time to make Gauche take me to the cash. I wanna be sure it's there.

Kuroda Jubie: No!

Link Stuart: All right, you suit yourself.

[Kuroda starts to shiver in the cold]

Link Stuart: Turnin' blue. Won't be long you'll be nothing but a clump of ice. By nightfall you'll be frozen into the landscape, and you'll never avenge your friend or never get your sword. You're gonna end up in Japanese hell, a disgrace to your ancestors.

Kuroda Jubie: You have my word, I will not kill the man until you say.

Link Stuart: [smiles, gives him his clothes back] Don't take it so hard. I think you're one hell of a man.

Kuroda Jubie: I think you are one son of a bitch.