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These are the journals of Darien Lambert, Captain, Fugitive Retrieval

.D. 2193.

My captain was returning to Washington when the assassination attempt began.

It began in the future.

A time machine called Trax.

Criminals who vanish.

And a lawman who must pursue.

into the past.

Now he is among us.

A special breed of man.

He has one weapon and a computer named Selma. Good morning, Captain Lambert.

With her, he will travel through our world, searching for fugitives from his

own, knowing he cannot go home until he has found them all.

His name is Darian Lambert. And this is his story.

Do you speak Japanese?

Yes.

Good.

Do you understand?

Who's going to win?

That's none of your business.

I don't care.

Yes, Captain.

The question is, why would a Yakuza hit team target me?

You have had no connection with Japanese organized crime in this century,

Captain. Therefore, the cause must lie in your own time.

That's what I figured.

Hiroshi.

Gesundheit.

No. Setsu Hiroshi. The Tokyo Yakuza I battled for over three years.

Visual projection mode. I want to see the bastard again.

He was a son of a bitch. He had these grandiose plans.

My records indicate that Hiroshi was the hereditary Oyoban or leader of the

Tanaka clan.

That was just square one. He tried to unite the major Yakuza clans into one

confederation. That would have made him powerful enough to dictate terms to just

about anyone.

But you stopped him, Captain. Did I?

Check the rest of the file.

Daddy.

He escaped from prison.

Right. And now we know where he escaped to.

Obviously, he knows I'm here.

He will try to kill you again.

Not if I get to him first.

Voice mode, Selma.

Check us on to the next non -stop.

The fugitive Hiroshi had knowledge of the future.

A weapon he had already begun to use in his rise to power. On the contrary, you

will be able to make a much better deal.

If this is so, our loyalty will surely follow.

I'd be most gratified.

found Darren Lambert.

I... Tell me how he died.

Forgive me, your weapon.

I must report failure.

He lives?

Regrettably, yes.

You did not kill my mortal enemy.

The policeman who... You have hounded me all my life.

You had no right to fail.

Lambert's not human, Oyabun.

His weapon, though, I saw with a blue flash. I warned you about that. You did,

but there was nothing. No excuses.

As long as Lambert lives, I am in danger.

You have failed, Oyabun.

And now must accept the compliment.

Visual mode, Selma.

It's always so crowded in here.

May I reduce my size?

Sure. I didn't know you could do that.

You look a little like Tinkerbell.

Really, Captain?

So, why'd you beep?

Captain, Tokyo is one of the largest cities in the world.

Yes.

And organized crime is biased. Nature layered in stealth and subterfuge.

right. So how are you planning on finding Hiroshi?

I thought I'd look him up in the yellow pages under Yakuza.

But, Captain, I've already cross -checked all directories and accessible

databanks. Selma, I'm pulling your leg.

Pulling my leg?

It was a joke.

Oh, I still cannot grasp the human concept of joking.

I'm supposed to respond by spasmodic exhalations.

And an exaggerated smile, am I not?

It's called laughing.

I'll try.

Is that appropriate?

Well, it needs a little work, Tink.

So, how are you planning on finding Hiroshi?

In the 22nd century, his clan had a traditional meeting place, a nightclub

called the Blue Uni.

And I'm betting that tradition stretches back 200 years.

Amazing song.

Looks just the same.

Hello.

So, Superboy, that end.

That,

my dear, is Captain Darien Lambert, the policeman you have heard me speak of.

I want you to entertain him until he is called to the phone.

Taki will do the rest.

This time, it's Crossley.

Are you aware, Captain, that the snails you are eating are still alive?

Oh, thanks, Selma. I really needed that.

The Blue Uni provide companion.

You're a working girl?

Not as you know.

I am hosted.

Toshito.

They're in Lambert.

Perhaps you would like to dance?

Beautiful dancer.

Thank you.

Keep smiling.

It must appear as if we were flirting.

Beg your pardon?

You have been recognized, Captain Lambert.

They say you will have a call.

And at the telephone booth, you will be assassinated.

You know, you're very beautiful.

Thank you.

And it looks like I'm surrounded.

Yes.

And there's an exit in the ladies' room.

Why is it I always end up in the women's job?

What? Nothing. So what do I do now?

The next move is mine.

You must appear as if I have displeased you.

It's okay. I'm so sorry. It's okay.

It's all right. Who hired you as the dancer? That's all. Captain, why would

a woman run the risk of warning you?

I don't know, Selma.

You have a telephone call, sir.

Where do I take it? Follow me, please.

That's what I got.

What is that?

Captain? Not now, Selma.

I think you should know we've just been targeted by a missile.

Just what I needed.

Leave it to me.

has failed me again.

Get my car.

I've got to take care of the gaijin myself.

You might as well go home.

Welcome to Japan, Robert -san.

Please, don't reach for your PPT.

Just where you'd expect to find a rat on the docks.

You know, I'll never get used to your indignation, Captain.

You've been pissed off since 2189.

That was the year you killed 17 innocent people. Pissed off doesn't even come

close. You'd turn my stomach.

Yakuza ways to kill one's enemies, not to insult them.

Why should I care about the traditions of a bunch of pimps, drug dealers, and

murderers? Don't disparage our traditions, Captain.

One of them makes a fair fight more honorable than an execution.

A fair fight?

No weapons.

I want the pleasure of killing you with my bare hands.

You accept?

This is just a continuation of our last duel.

A night on the Ginza.

But... Try not to embarrass your ancestors this time.

When there are no witnesses, honor goes to the winner.

John, we've got to get you out of here.

You're some kind of geisha or guardian angel.

Neither. I'm a cop.

Ah,

thank you, Captain.

It's good to get out of the box.

Where are we?

It sounds like 300 -pound woodpeckers having a squabble.

Is this the real you?

I hope so.

I've had to be a bunch of different people lately.

I think I'll miss the fortune cookie accent. It was sort of charming.

Well, I lost that when I spent a year training in Quantico, Virginia.

The FBI Academy?

Yeah. You know, you really should be up here.

Well, I had to get up to thank you.

It was nothing.

Nothing?

You risked your life to save me.

Well, cops have to look out after each other.

It goes with the job.

Are you the one who bandaged me up?

Well, I couldn't take you to the hospital without lowering my cover.

Besides, Hiroshi would have found you. And he doesn't like you alive.

We have to talk about him.

What is this place?

Oh, my father's dojo.

I've seen your kendo technique. He must be a great teacher.

He's a great man.

Where did you go up against Hiroshi before, anyway?

None of us knows where he comes from.

Let's just say I knew him in a former life.

But what matters is Hiroshi today. Now, how did he become Oyabun?

He has this uncanny knack for predicting the future.

I don't know how, but it won him a lot of respect, and he rose quickly.

He took over when the previous Oyabun died mysteriously.

That's when he sent me in to keep tabs on things.

Sounds like Hiroshi's M .O.

Now he plans on taking over the other clans.

How did you know about that?

It's taken me months to get close enough to find out about that.

It's always been his dream.

And he may achieve it.

There's going to be a meeting of the Major Oryabun to vote on Confederation.

Well, I have to stop that.

Ah, first you heal, then we'll talk.

Look, I've got to get back to work.

No, no, no, you can't go back.

My cover's intact, Captain.

I won't let you go back.

And how are you going to stop me?

You're as weak as a kitten.

Look, it's my job.

Now, can you understand that, Mr.

Gaijin Cup?

Just be careful.

I will.

See you later, Captain.

Darien.

Darien.

I'm grateful for the protection of your house.

You know, Darien, in the old days, Daughters used to obey their

fathers.

Fathers didn't used to teach their daughters martial arts.

You're quite right.

It's my fault.

I told her women could do anything men could do.

But I also tried to teach traditional values. Those lessons were less

successful. Perhaps she's creating new traditions.

Traditions that will still be honored hundreds of years from now.

And rebelled against, no doubt.

One day, a woman like Toshi will fight for their rights to be housewife.

I'm grateful for your support, Shizuki -san.

Your loyalty will not be forgotten.

Yes, what is it?

I wish it were otherwise, Oya -bun.

But none of our informants can locate the gaijin.

I've been very patient with you, Taki.

That patience is running out. I know I have failed you, Oya -bun.

But it is not entirely my fault.

Who's that?

Someone has been helping Lambert.

Someone within our clan.

A traitor.

Can you prove it?

Yes.

But I need a little time.

One day, I want results.

If you fail me this time, it won't be your fingers you've atoned with.

Very good.

I have never seen such moves.

You remain sensei, Akira -san.

What's going on here?

You're going to open your wound.

Not so.

Daryan -san has remarkable powers of healing.

Runs in the family.

Nonsense. Get your Oshiri over to the dispensary now. I'm going to change her

bandage. You're going to let her talk to me like that? I outrank her.

Not here you don't.

So are you still determined to go up against Hiroshi?

Absolutely.

You realize you're talking suicide.

He's always surrounded by killers.

Do you remember the legend of the Serpent's Army?

The great samurai, Washo, he cut off the serpent's head, threw the armies into

total confusion.

Washo escaped.

So will I.

That's nothing but a fable.

Tell me where to find Hiroshi, and I'll make it real.

Trust me on this, Toshi.

There's only one way.

The gathering is set for tomorrow.

Where?

Private rooms will be provided.

But just before the vote, tradition dictates that each oibun meditate for an

hour. Perfect.

I go to Hiroshi's room. I have an hour to get away before anyone knows he's

missing. All right.

Meet me at the loading dock and I'll let you in.

Too risky.

Why don't you just tell me where he'll be?

I won't know until I get there.

You can't do it without me.

So don't tell me how dangerous it is.

Well, you don't mind if I worry just a little, do you?

Cops can't afford to worry.

They can if they care.

Gentlemen, the bickering between us only demonstrates the differences that have

held us back.

Progress requires us to cast aside ancient differences and join under

one unified command.

In that capacity, I am humbly willing to serve.

You got this, man.

We heard the shooting.

What is it?

Lambert, you won't get away.

And I have the traitor.

Fate has provided us with a diversion.

Something appropriate to the inauguration of our new confederation.

I'm now going to punish a traitor.

I could have forgiven you anything but faithlessness.

is a double traitor.

Not only did she go over to the enemy, but she is a woman who betrayed her

master.

Now, she will die.

It takes a brave man to cut down a defenseless woman.

Woman, be silent.

And I will make this quick.

Would you dare threaten me if I held a sword in my hands?

A challenge from a woman.

Ridiculous.

Then let every man make note that the mighty Hiroshi is afraid

of a woman.

Bring her a sword.

Yes, this time I sort of made a deal.

Kill the Gaijin. Shoot him.

Bushido entitles me to the honor of individual combat.

You are not one of us.

Your challenge means nothing.

This time we're both armed.

We'll die.

Exquisitely.

You're getting sloppy, Hiroshi.

You wouldn't have fallen for that feint when we fought in Nagiri.

Someone should have taught you arrogance interferes with concentration.

This is for the year I spent in prison.

I haven't been born yet. I won't be born until 21, 15, 11.

He's your worst enemy.

Hear me, Yakuza.

This man claimed power of the future by eliminating risk from all your

endeavors.

But without risk, there is no need for courage.

No honor in victory.

You would be businessman, not samurai, if you accepted Hiroshi's yoke.

Your ancestors in heaven would have wept for you.

I have even greater power from the future, but I do not wish to lead you.

And will you believe me if I show you that power?

Watch me now as I honor your ancestors.

I will now depart.

Let no man who loves Bushido hinder me.

I'm sorry that I have to go.

Hey, I'm...

Not Madame Butterfly, you know.

I'm pretty tough.

Tough?

You're the strongest and bravest woman I've ever known.

Take me.

Drop in sometime if you're in the neighborhood.

You can count on it.

Time Tracks is a Gary Nardino production in association with Warner Brothers

Television.