But I know where they went now. Quentin Tarantino travelled through space, time and the fact/fiction barrier, and made them a better offer.
QT: It's a multiple-genre, highly-stylised martial arts melée that cuts between B/W and color, combining ultraviolent action with spiritual motifs while being referential (geddit?) to every great fight scene from Rashomon to Frank Miller's Daredevil.
KKs: Hm, er, sounds a bit intellectual.
QT: It's also solid kick-ass action.
KKs: Do we win?
QT: You get to wear hand-tooled leather masks, and smart suits, just like Napolean Solo's!
KKs: Do we have to die?
QT: Of course you have to die, you're bad guys, aren't you? But I guarantee you, yours will be a glorious death. No-one's going to forget it. Really. They won't. (He does his best shark-smile.)
KKs: Can we have motorbikes?
QT: Boys, you can have motorbikes with scabbards for samurai swords !
(He smiles expansively and shakes every one of them vigourously by the hand.)
QT: (aside) Yeah, this'll work.