I'll eat somethin' after this!
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Oi! It ain't too late to run home to Mum, now!
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Well! It's all comin' a Birdie!
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I'm downright famished!
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I'll make you buy me lunch later.
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Sod it!
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Perfect!
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AAARRRGHHHH! You... You messed up my hairdo!
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Mess with me and I'll mash you like a potato!
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You got anythin' to eat? Anythin'll do. Anythin'.
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Hehe... The taste of my chain... Delicious, ain't it?
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Jus' what the hell are you eatin' to get so big? Even I got my limits.
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Nobody bloody told me you'd be here! That reminds me... I'm starving! Someone get me some grub now!
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That haircut, those clothes... You're completely broke, aintch'ya?
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You call yourself an "elite"? I was right to quit Shadaloo!
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Tryin' to pinch my grub? You've got guts! No smarts, though!
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I'm done with Shadaloo! You're just another enemy now!
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The jungle, eh? Whaddya do for grub there? ...Pirarucu? That sounds kinda good, mate!
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I think I recognize that face of yours. Hey, you one of 'em dolls, ain't ya?
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I told you, I ain't done a bloody thing! You cops got nothin' on me!
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Yer a right soft'un since ya lost yer 'andcuffs!
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I ain't losin' to a weak-hairdo-havin' mug like you.
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I-It burns! H-He can spit fire! What'll I do if he singes my hair?
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What's with the nappy, mate?! Go get me some grub, before you pee yerself!
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Hey, stop bobbin' around so much! You're makin' me hungry again...
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I ain't never goin' back to Shadaloo! Not with you around!
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A Shadaloo dropout, eh? That lot don't know their arse from their elbow, but they've got good grub!
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Who's this clown? If this's some kinda carnival, that means there's grub 'round 'ere, right?
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Is the world full of fools? Well, I guess you can't eat unless you're hungry.
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What's with that hairdo? Are you tryin' to threaten me?
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Tyin' up a single ninja with my chain'll be a walk in the park!
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Hey, are you tryin' to mess up my hair with them kicks, or what?
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I live for grub. You keep your mouth shut and squirm!
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That's enough grapplin' for today. Now let me have my dinner!
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People like you ain't my cup of tea. Havin' all that money and status!
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"Systema"? What's that? Can I eat it?
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You want me to join Matsuda Jiu-Jitsu? Is there food involved?
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Oi! What you staring at? I ain't on no wanted poster!
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Fortune? Oh, you mean those cookies? They're delicious, but I always forget to take the paper out...
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Your face... Did you go up against Shadaloo and lose or sumthin'?
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Ugh, what in the hell are you? Are you even human?
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Look, luv. I ain't botherin' with wrestlin' if I've gotta practice.
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Wrestlin'? Not interested. You haven't got any grub, have ya?
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My hairdo's perfect! But yours ain't half bad, either.
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You want me to shed a few stone, eh? What, you fancy a date with me or somethin'?
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A fight's just another type of food! There's no meaning to it, mate!
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Trainin'? Not my thing, mate.
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What's the big deal about dieting? You need to eat if you want to be powerful!
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Oi, sumfin' ain't right 'bout you, mate. I ain't talkin' 'bout your "dew".
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Why the heck is everyone so bleedin' smug?
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I can show off my hairdo anytime. Not like you and your face...
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I don't need no course in muscle building. You move some, then eat!
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Ibuki showed me some of those ninja meals, but man, it was nasty! Tasted like medicine. No thank you!
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