This guy right here.
Ken Watanabe, my imaginary side jawn.
And not for nothin, I miss the good ol' days where if for some reason there was gonna be a fight, men had epic battles instead of pulling out guns. I mean, seriously. If you're pissed enough to kill someone, at least exert some real energy while doing it. And while you're at it, get dressed up like a sexy samurai (or other warrior).