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Two NYC cops arrest a Yakuza member and must escort him when he's extradited to Japan.
Nick Conklin: I usually get kissed before I get fucked.
Sugai: I was 10 when the B-29 came. My family lived underground for three days. We when came up the city was gone. Then the heat brought rain. Black rain. You made the rain black, and shoved your values down our throats. We forgot who we were. You created Sato and thousands like him. I'm paying you back.
Matsumoto Masahiro: "Perhaps you should think less of yourself and more of your group, try to work like in Japanese. I grew up with your soldiers; you were wise then. Now - music and movies are all America is good for. We make the machines, we build the future, we won the peace. Nick Conklin: "And if there was ONE of you guys who had an original idea, you'd be so tight that you couldn't even pull it out of your ass!"
Nick Conklin: Just hope they got a Nip in this building who speaks fucking English. Matsumoto Masahiro: [overhearing] Assistant Inspector Matsumoto Masahiro, Criminal Investigation section, Osaka Prefecture police. And I do speak fucking English.
Nick Conklin: [to Matsumoto] You watch your tail, cowboy.
Nick Conklin: Sugai-san, I am the solution... to your problems.
Sato: [taunting Nick in English] Here I am, Nick! Here! Almost as near as when you let Charlie die, huh?
Nick Conklin: One good hand job deserves another.
Joyce: Because you could get me killed. You see, there's a war going on here, and they don't take prisoners. Nick Conklin: What are you talking about? Joyce: It's between Sato and an old crime boss named Sugai. Nick Conklin: Who else knows about this war? Joyce: Counting you and me? [beat] Joyce: Eleven million.
Det. Charlie Vincent: [mockingly raising his glass to a Japanese man, as people are applauding his pathetic rendition of "That's Amore"] Fuck You! Don't quit your day job!
Nick Conklin: If you pull it, you better use it.
Nick Conklin: Sometimes you should forget your head and grab your balls. Matsumoto Masahiro: Balls?
Det. Charlie Vincent: What is this, a conspiracy to ruin my evening?
Berg, Internal Affairs: That's a king-sized nut. I admire your thrift Nick Conklin: Yeah, well, life's a bitch. Crown, Internal Affairs: We did the math, Hero. You're twenty grand in the hole a month. You're into the shylocks, Conklin, you're takin'. Nick Conklin: Look, you wanna charge me, you charge me, okay? You wanna jerk off, you go back to your office.
Nick Conklin: Now, you got a counterfeiting ring goin' on & you should talk to your partner before you go to the suits. So fuck you very much!
Nick Conklin: Sometimes, you just got to go for it.
Nick Conklin: A couple of guys I used to work with in the department took some money from some drug dealers. No big deal. Matsumoto Masahiro: They stole? Nick Conklin: They liberated funds. Matsumoto Masahiro: Theft is theft. There is no gray area. Nick Conklin: Hey Matsu, New York is one big gray area.
Joyce: A love-hate relationship can last a very long time.
Crown, Internal Affairs: We'll charge you. We'll find someone to help us. Nobody's got a softer center than a dirty cop.