"The Way of the Samurai is found in death.
Meditation on inevitable death should be performed daily.
Every day when one's body and mind are at peace,
one should meditate upon being ripped apart
by arrows, rifles, spears and swords,
being carried away by surging waves,
being thrown into the midst of a great fire,
being struck by lightning,
being shaken to death by a great earthquake,
falling from thousand-foot cliffs, dying of disease
or committing seppuku at the death of one's master."
I'll get you the rest tomorrow.
No problem.
'Listen, Frank ...'
'Don't fuck around with the boss's daughter.'
'Don't break my balls, Uncle Joe.'
'Asshole, listen to me.'
'She's been in and out of psychiatric hospitals.'
- 'She's a wacko.' - 'Yeah, yeah ...'
'Vargo has put the family money in her trust fund.'
'I already know.' 'You'll get clipped.'
Are you finished yet, Uncle Joe?
- 'You'll get whacked!' - I'm not fu ...
I'm not fucking dead yet, so let's get off the goddamn phone.
'Are you listening? That girl's a fucking wacko.'
'Yeah, I know.' 'Vargo's crazy about her.'
- 'You know what "crazy" means?' - 'Yeah, I know, Uncle Joe.'
Excuse me, Mr. Vargo. Sonny ...
Louie Bonacelli's outside, said you told him to come.
Thanks, Angie.
- Excuse me, I'll be right back. - OK.
- I almost hit the number. - What did you play?
I played my license plate number. You know what?
My fucking house-address number came out!
Hey ...
- Louie. - What's up, Sonny?
Come on, let's take a walk.
- Everything's set up? - Yeah.
It's going down tonight. I'm using my special guy.
What about the girl?
Morini put her on the bus ... to the seashore.
- Good. - I don't feel good about it.
Handsome Frank's a made guy and all. A good soldier.
- I feel a little bad. - Forget about it.
Handsome Frank fucked up. Pay your respects at the funeral.
Yeah ...
'Home in!'
"1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7"
'One, two, three, four, five, six, seven.'
Have some more wine, Louise.
I don't want any more wine.
What the fuck?
What do you want? My Rolex? Whatever ...
Did my father send you here to do this?
It's a good book.
Ancient Japan was a pretty strange place.
You can have it. I'm finished with it.
I've got a bad feeling, Vin.
First Valerio calls me in for a sit-down with Vargo himself.
And now the bird.
Here, birdy-birdy. Come here, you little fucker.
Goddammit, this is ridiculous.
I can't write this small.
Can't we swag a fax machine and get it to this guy?
It ain't the Middle Ages.
Come here, birdy.
I got him, Louie! Louie, I got him. I got the sucker.
Little fucker, here we go.
Easy now, Mr. Chicken, easy.
Mother of Jesus, Vin, hold it still!
I don't want to hurt him.
- Ready? - Yeah, OK.
Go home, little birdy, go home.
'Shit! Shit!'
'What's going on? What's the problem here?'
You little brat! You want us to come up there?
Fuck you! Then you gonna get it!
- You little prick! - Eat me!
Cocksucker.
Hey, Louie. What the fuck are you guys doing?
His mother went to work and locked him in. He's mad as hell.
Vargo's waiting for us. You've got bigger problems than this.
Johnny, you said the girl was on the fucking bus last night.
- What happened? - She was.
I don't know what happened. Let's go.
Come on, Vin, let's go.
- Ghost Dog! - Knowledge to knowledge, baby.
Shit!
How you doin'? How are you? They're inside, waiting for you.
- Condolences on Handsome Frank. - Thank you.
- My thoughts are with you, Joe. - They're waiting for you.
- I'm sorry about Frank. - Thank you.
Sorry about your nephew, kid.
They whacked him. What are you gonna do?
That's the way it goes.
- Hey. Go in, they're waiting. - Thanks.
Louie, how's it going?
I'm sorry we're late, Mr. Vargo.
Mr. Bonacelli was ... delayed on his way over.
Sit down.
Johnny, step outside, have a smoke.
Sure, Sonny. Mr. Vargo.
We got a big problem here.
Seems like you're responsible. Your mystery man fucked up.
Morini told me he put the girl ...
.. Mr. Vargo's daughter, on the bus.
He did ... but she got off and went to Handsome Frank's house.
You wanted Handsome Frank whacked ... So he got whacked.
From outside. I set it all up. No traces, no nothing.
Morini said that she was on the bus.
Jesus, it's lucky he didn't do her, too. Right?
If he had, you would be fucking dead.
- This is not a good situation. - Where is she? Is she OK?
Don't worry about Mr. Vargo's daughter.
We need to eliminate the scumbag who whacked Frank.
Frank was one of us. His killer needs to be ... neutralised.
Erased from the planet.
For the past four years, he's done maybe 12 perfect contracts.
Perfect. Like a ghost.
He's valuable. Totally untraceable.
If he'd realised anyone would be there, he'd have backed off.
He sure didn't know that she was gonna ... be there.