Master …
Your Mandarin is lousy. It causes my ears great discomfort. You bray like an ass! You are not to speak unless spoken to. Is it too much to hope … you understand Cantonese?
I speak Japanese very well …
I didn't ask if you speak Japanese … I asked if you understand Cantonese?
A little.
You are here to learn the mysteries of Kung Fu, not linguistics. If you can't understand me, I will communicate with you like I would a dog! When I yell, when I point, when I beat you with my stick! [strokes his beard] Bill is your master, is he not?
Yes, he is.
Your master tells me … you're not entirely unschooled. What training do you possess?
I am proficient in Tiger-Crane Style, and I am more than proficient in the exquisite art of the Samurai sword.
Hmph! The exquisite art of the Samurai sword. Don't make me laugh! Your so-called exquisite art is only fit for … Japanese fatheads! [laughs] Your anger amuses me. Do you believe you are my match?
No.
Are you aware I kill at will?
Yes.
Is it your wish to die?
No!
[laughs]
Then you must be stupid … so stupid! Rise, and let me look at your ridiculous face. Rise. So, my pathetic friend … is there anything that you can do well? What's the matter? Cat got your tongue? Oh yes, you speak Japanese. [yells] I despise the goddamn Japs!
