A revolver-wielding stranger crosses paths with two warring clans who are both on the hunt for a hidden treasure in a remote western town. Knowing his services are valuable to either side, he offers himself to the clan who will offer up the largest share of the wealth.

Yoichi: Keep it in your pants, lily-liver. The tougher man gets the girl.
Yoichi: [to wife of man he has shot] My favorite color. Looks good on you.
Ringo: What can i say, I'm an anime otaku at heart."
[first lines]
Ringo: [shoots a snake out of the claws of a flying hawk and cuts egg out of it]
Cowboy: [draws his gun on Piringo and whistles appreciatively]
Boss: Piringo. Been looking for you. It's the end of the road for you.
Boss: [gong] What's that sound?
Ringo: That's the sound of the Gion Shoja temple bells.
Boss: What?
Ringo: You know, those Heike and Genji boys. On a distant island, these to clans split into the Reds and the Whites. Waged a war. Sort of like that, uh, War of the Roses, ya know? In England?
Boss: Who won? The Whites?
Ringo: This high noon battle was waged in Dannoura. Hear the Heike clan in red got themselves hog-tied by the Genji clan in white. Their story goes a little something like this.
Ringo: [switching into Chinese accent] The sound of the Gion Shoja temple bells echoes the impermanence of all things.
Boss: What bells you say?
Ringo: The color of the Sala flower reveals the truth that to flourish is to fall.
[gong]
Ringo: The proud do not endure, like a passing dream on a night in spring.
[sudden shoot out]
Ringo: The mighty fall at last.
Boss: See you in hell!
Ringo: [shoots him, then back into cowboy accent] To be no more than dust before the wind.
[mixes his egg]
Girl: Piringo! That's why I love you!
Ringo: The sound of the Gion Shoja temple bells echoes the impermanence of all things; the color of the sala flowers reveals the truth that to florish is to fall. The proud do not endure, like a passing dream on a night in spring; the mighty fall at last, to be no more than dust before the wind.