Redbelt2008

Bruno Silva:
The golden-ivory studded belt is worth one quarter of a million dollars. It was presented to Taketa Morisaki by the emporer of Japan. Is he on the level?

Marty Brown:
The belt's a f***ing national treasure. It's worth a quarter of a mil.

Bruno Silva:
He's going to give it to Ricardo if he loses?

Marty Brown:
It's publicity. It's publicity. It's something to tell the papers. It's a story. "I am a Samurai, should this guy defeat me, I shall surrender my f***ing belt".

Bruno Silva:
And will he?

Marty Brown:
Look, we're not selling tickets. Sell the tickets, sell the show, and we'll figure that out on the way to the bank. The point is, you gotta sell the show.

Bruno Silva:
Ricardo's the biggest thing in Brazil.

Marty Brown:
Read the street signs. We're in America. Morisaki's doing his part, you've gotta do yours, Ricardo's gotta do his. Where the f*** is he? Pay-per-view is pulling back on the promotion. We need a gimmick, one more time. Ricardo brings the old man up from Brazil. He fights for the honor of his mentor. Morisaki brings the belt, he fights for the emporer. What do you got? A grudge match. It's back to the thirties. Black against white, Irish against Jew...a racial grudge match. Get me some velocity, eh? Velocity, or else it's just two monkeys in a ring.