Tatsuya Nakadai: Lord Hidetora Ichimonji
Kyoami : A serpent's egg is white and pure. A bird's is speckled and soiled.
Hidetora : This is a castle... Here's a wall.
Kyoami : The bird left the speckled egg for the white.
Hidetora : Strange...
Kyoami : The egg cracks; out comes a snake.
Hidetora : Empty space above the wall. Why?
Kyoami : The bird is gobbled by the snake.
Hidetora : Where am I? Who am I?
Kyoami : Stupid bird!
Hidetora : What madness have I spoken? Wherein lies my senility?
Saburo Naotora Ichimonji : I'll tell you. What kind of world do we live in? One barren of loyalty and feeling.
Hidetora : I'm aware of that.
Saburo Naotora Ichimonji : So you should be! You spilled an ocean of blood. You showed no mercy, no pity. We too are children of this age... weaned on strife and chaos. We are your sons, yet you count on our fidelity. In my eyes, that makes you a fool. A senile old fool!