it doesn't matter who he WAS...that double team flapjack smeared him across that canvas...
"He's dead, Jim."
"You can't fire a gun in a confined space! What are you tring to do, make us deaf?!" "Just get out of the chopper." "What?" "Get out of the chopper!" "The crops!?" - Jack Lemmon and James Garner, "My Fellow Americans", and the reason I say "The crops?" instead of "Huh?"
Look at Muta's expression! You know, I've never seen somebody quite so... fascinated. There's some kind of metaphorical significance to this picture. There's got to be! But somehow words just escape me at the moment.