Kiyotaka: Violence isn't the answer.
Mondo: You're right.
Kiyotaka: *sighs in relief*
Mondo: Violence is the question.
Kiyotaka: What?
Mondo, bolting away: And the answer is yes.
Kiyotaka, running after him: NO-
Kiyotaka: If there's going to be a big dramatic scene, wait until I get back.
Mondo: Of course. I can't flip this table by myself.
Mondo: I prevented a murder today.
Kiyotaka: Really? How'd you do that?
Mondo: self control.
Kiyotaka: Mondo...
Mondo: Oh no, 'Mondo' in b-flat.
Mondo: You're disappointed.
Kiyotaka: Can you please be serious for five minutes?
Mondo: My record is four, but I think I can do it.
Kiyotaka: How do I deal with my enemies?
Mondo: Kill them.
Kiyotaka: That's a bit extreme! I was hoping for a more passive solution.
Mondo: Kill them only a little?
*Kiyotaka and Mondo are doing something absurdly dangerous*
Kiyotaka: I think Houdini did something like this once! Why, if I recall correctly, he was out of the hospital in no time!
Mondo, deadpan: Well, that's encouraging.
Kiyotaka: *holding a bottle* Is this whiskey or perfume?
Mondo: *chugs entire bottle*
Mondo: It's perfume.
Kiyotaka: What are your goals?
Mondo: To pet all the dogs.
Kiyotaka: No, fitness goals.
Mondo: To be able to run fast enough to pet all the dogs.
Kiyotaka, tending to Mondo's wounds: How would you rate your pain?
Mondo: Zero stars. Would NOT recommend.
Mondo: *curses
Kiyotaka: We've got to work on your cursing.
Mondo: Why? I'm pretty good at cursing already.