“Come in, Tokyo!”

This line took several back-and-forths to get right, because apparently in Korea, that line was never uttered on a playground while a male bully assaulted a young girl by twisting her nipples back and forth like radio dials. That’s probably a pure Americanism, after WWII and Tokyo Rose. But with a little coaching, we nailed Sushi’s line on exactly the eleventh take.

The blazing machine guns are a mirrored shot of a Japanese Zero fighter plane, again playing off the symmetrical nature of how men’s brains are wired to response to bare breasts.

I’ve heard some comments from friends that this scene feels “racist.” To which my response is, “Interesting. Was Roots racist?”