Ryô Ikebe credited as playing...
Muraki
- Muraki: People - such strange animals. What are they living for? Their faces are lifeless, dead. They're desperately pretending to be alive. Why make such a big deal about slaughtering one of these dumb beasts?
- Saeko: Why do you do what you do? You went to prison for killing a man, right?
- Muraki: Yeah.
- Saeko: A crime like that...
- Muraki: It was no crime. Far more ordinary than that. I had no reason to stab him. It wasn't about honor, or duty, or saving face. I killed a man I had no reason to kill. It was just a matter of whose number came up, whose turn it was. But at the moment I killed him, I knew it was the only way I could survive. As I stabbed him, he said, "You don't have a wife and kids." I really hated him right then. But when I stabbed him, I felt more alive than I ever had before.
- Yakuza's Lover: The sooner he dies, the better.
- Muraki: How long has he made you sleep in the shop like this?
- Yakuza's Lover: Eight years. Ever since I was 15.
- Muraki: You still hate him?
- Yakuza's Lover: I may have been his step daughter, but I was still his child. He's a beast. And my dead mother - she knew. He's no father. He's an animal. A pig!
- Muraki: That first time - you and I went to that movie theater - you gave in so easily. In the darkness we were like pigs too.
- Yakuza's Lover: I love you. I really do!
- [first lines]
- Muraki: Back in Tokyo. It's been three years. It makes my head spin. What on earth is this?
- Muraki: Someone's looking for a big game. Know of any?
- Aikawa: Sure - but can you vouch for this person?
- Muraki: Yes.
- Aikawa: What sort of a player?
- Muraki: It's a woman.
- Aikawa: A woman? An amateur, then.
- Muraki: That's right. But she's definitely a different breed.
- Aikawa: Some white bitch?
- Muraki: No. And she won't make trouble.
- Muraki: Did you sleep with anyone while I was gone? Something about you seems different.
- Yakuza's Lover: You're making me mad.
- Muraki: It's okay if you did.
- Aikawa: That was Yoh.
- Muraki: Yoh?
- Aikawa: Half Chinese, from Hong Kong. The boss picked him up in Yokohama. Carries a dagger and an automatic. Fast as hell. Fled Hong Kong last month after killing two people - though some say they saw him five years ago in Tokyo. No one knows who he really is. A real creep. That ghostly face would curdle anyone's blood. You must have noticed.
- Muraki: Noticed what?
- Aikawa: It's the drugs. Only dope addicts have that creepy color. He isn't a real yakuza, just some sleazy amateur.
- Saeko: Have you ever tried dope?
- Muraki: No.
- Saeko: Why not?
- Muraki: I hate drug addicts.
- Saeko: Why?
- Muraki: They're a bunch of cowards.
- Saeko: Why?
- Muraki: They can't pull their own weight.
- Saeko: Really? Is everyone supposed to pull his own weight?
- Muraki: Enough. Anyone strong enough to control how much they take wouldn't start using it to begin with.
- Muraki: I loved watching wild geese fly when I was a kid. Don't see many these days. They're all gone.
- Yakuza's Lover: Who's Saeko? Fine. Go wherever you like. Run off with your Saeko. But you won't get rid of me. I'll follow you wherever you go. I can't live without you!
- [kisses Muraki]
- Muraki: Is your stomach upset? Your breath smells bad. I really am headed back to jail. I've already told you - It's time you settled down. Lead a decent life.
- Muraki: What on earth is this? Why so many people crammed into a cage-like box? People. They are such strange animals. What are they living for? Their faces are life-less. They desperately pretend to be alive.