All language subtitles for Midnight Diner (Shinya shokudo) S03E09 Rebanira to nirareba 720p.BluRay.x264.en

When people finish their day
and hurry home,

my day starts.

My diner is open from midnight
to seven in the morning.

They call it "Midnight Diner."

Do I even have customers?

More than you would expect.

-I need your help.
-Shinjuku Police Department.

-Yes. Okay.
-We need a license plate check.

-What does "false charge" mean?
-The number is 3003.

Yes.

Yes.

Yes, that would be great.

Hello. Are you waiting for someone?

I was just sleeping.

Sorry about that.

I get cranky when someone wakes me too.

But you shouldn't be sleeping here,
to begin with.

Are you on your way home from work?

What is it to you?

I don't really care.

It's just that the keepers
of this shrine reported you.

You're on shrine property.

You're discriminating against me.

There are millions
of suspicious men out there.

-Why don't you interrogate them?
-Right.

Linda, you're going
to the groomer's tomorrow.

Sorry for the trouble.

Good job. Excellent work.

-They called the cops on you?
-It's a total nightmare.

I told them I haven't done anything wrong,
but they won't believe me.

Here, I got you green tea and chocolates.

What's up, man?

Hey.

You're going to be in big trouble
if you lied to us.

I didn't lie.

Is that right? Then go ahead
and cooperate with the cops.

We have things to do.

Wait, what? You're leaving?

We'll send gifts
if they put you in the big house.

My sincerest thanks
for keeping our streets safe.

Let's bounce.

Good job, guys.

-What?
-See you!

Well? Are you ready to cooperate?

Come on.

Get out.

What is it?

We searched him,
but we didn't find anything.

Do we let him go for now?

You can't do that!

What are you doing?

Hey!

We'd have more drug addicts to deal with

if we hadn't caught the dealer red-handed.

I know it's the Narcotics Division's job,

but I don't think they were right
to chew us out like that.

Squabbling over credit is so last century.

Man, I'm starving.

In this diner, everyone is equal.
We leave our job titles at the door.

In other words, don't talk about work.

I know. Most people tend to get nervous
around policemen.

Or they would, if there was anyone around.

Here you go.

Leek and liver stir-fry.

Liver and leek stir-fry.

Mine's liver and leek stir-fry.

Mine's leek and liver stir-fry.

I think these two

may have been enemies in their past lives.

They just can't get along.

They've never had a meal here
without bickering.

I had just returned
and was nodding off to sleep

when I saw a man in a suit
standing outside the glass door.

I hadn't closed the curtains.

I was so scared I couldn't move.

And then he ran off with your underwear.

Yes.

Why didn't you file a police report
right away?

We can't do anything for you
if it happened a week ago.

I know why.

You didn't want to provoke the pervert.

I was afraid he would retaliate
if I went to the police.

I know how you feel,

but you should have
a little more faith in us.

I know.

But from what I understand,

the police can't do anything
about most stalker cases.

I know what you mean. Why would anyone
trust us when we're so incompetent?

Zip it.

I'm just telling it like it is.

What's the point of the police
if you don't trust them?

They don't trust the police
because we're always too late.

She knows we won't do anything
unless something serious happens.

That's irrelevant to our discussion.

What? It has everything to do
with our discussion.

And that expression on your face
isn't helping.

She'll feel like she deserved this
because she was careless.

What's wrong with my expression?

Go on, tell him.

Well...

You look kind enough, but...

I can tell you have dirty thoughts.

That's my impression.

What?

Red bean bun and milk.

What?

There should be a convenience store
on the main road.

I'm not hungry.

Shut up and go.

Where did she run off to?

This isn't even her first errand.

You're under arrest.

Caught in the act! Mission accomplished!

Really?

Pervert.

You were right about him.

You too?

But my plan worked.

That was just a fluke.
Where's my 1,000 yen?

-Hey!
-Hello.

Hello, Ms. Izumi.

It's been a while. Are you on patrol?

Of course not. That's your job.

But I see you've been cooped up here.

Oh, I didn't see you, Mr. Noguchi.

Are you best buddies now?

No, we don't get along.

I think Mr. Noguchi
is going through menopause.

What do you think?

I can't really say.
I don't want to hurt his feelings.

I can't be entirely honest
with someone who outranks me.

-See you.
-See you around.

Not bad.

Master, do you have some pork liver?

What?

I only have enough for one.

A half portion of leek and liver for me,

and a half portion
of liver and leek for him.

Yes, I can do that.

Go away.

No.

You owe me a meal after you saw me naked.

You saw her naked?

No, I was...

It was...

She was just...

Hey!

You call that farce an undercover sting?

What's wrong with it? It worked.

You have to follow the proper procedures.

And that's exactly why everyone calls
the police tax parasites.

-Natsuki.
-Yes?

What's your goal?

Harry Callahan.

Portrayed by Clint Eastwood,

Dirty Harry is an antihero cop

who does not hesitate to use violence
in his pursuit of justice.

Harry Callahan. Fictional character.

I feel a migraine coming on.

He always stood his ground
against the yakuza.

He won the Chief of Police Award
three times

and was nominated
for the Commissioner Award.

But he's lost his edge now.

This is your last bottle of sake
for tonight.

Mr. Noguchi is a defeatist.

A naive, out-of-touch defeatist.

Really?

My point is,
he should do something about it.

He should stop acting like

he actually helps the people
or represents them in any way.

They say the closer you are,
the more you fight.

You don't agree?

No.

No way.

Good detective duos are always
on the same wavelength

even if they bicker all the time.

I don't get that vibe with Mr. Noguchi.

Sorry for venting.

It's fine.

Mother?

How are you doing?

Have you been taking your daily walks?

Come on. It's what the doctor ordered.

What?

You don't have to worry about me.

It's too much hassle for me
to find a girlfriend at this age.

Yes.

Medical checkup? I do it every year.

You and Father should watch
your blood sugar levels.

I'm fine, focus on yourself.

Yes.

Mr. Noguchi is at it again.

It's an itch he'll never scratch.

Feel free to visit anytime.

But you must be busy.

It's fine, I have plenty of downtimes.

Mr. Noguchi, my birthday is coming up.

Can you guess my star sign?

Ox?

Tiger?

Ding dong!

What are you doing?

Can't you tell?

I'm celebrating a birthday.

When I was in the Mob Division,

I caught a yakuza who had killed someone
for the insurance money.

Her husband was the victim.

She's worried about her little girl,

so she visited me at the station
to ask for my advice.

That's how I found out
it's her daughter's birthday today.

Our job ends
with the arrest of the culprit.

But the family of the victim has to live
with the consequences.

Don't try to romanticize the situation.

We're uninvited guests from
their point of view, do you understand?

They don't want or need the sympathy
of the police.

Also, what you're doing violates
Article Three of the Anti-stalking Act.

You can't explain these things
with rules and logic.

And besides, you followed me too.

In other words,

you have a crush on the widow.

Man up and admit it.

Everyone at the station
is saying you're getting the itch again.

Shut up!

You're confusing sympathy with love.
What is this, a middle school crush?

He's being unprofessional.

He lectures me all the time,

but he's the one who crossed the line.

I don't think he's cut out
to be a police detective.

It's a good thing we're alone

because I think
you're being unfair to him.

It looks like I need a new partner.

Is that what you've been doing?

What?

Switching partners.

You look like you're used to it.

We're short on people.

All of my partners have been deadweights.

Is that how you feel?

Yes, it is.

Your pessimism
is a self-fulfilling prophecy.

Don't be so quick to give up
on other people.

Sorry.

I know it's none of my business.

And then, a few days later...

Why can't I have liver and leek stir-fry?

There's someone I want you to meet,
and she'll be here in a minute.

You'll scare her off
if your breath stinks.

What?

-Hello.
-Hana!

-Hello.
-Ms. Sayoko!

What's going on?

She says she wants to thank you
for everything you've done for her.

-Have a seat.
-Thank you.

-I wanted to thank you properly.
-Oh, it was nothing.

I told Ms. Natsuki about it,
and she arranged this for us.

I thought about what you said
the other day,

and I decided I should do something
for you.

That's so considerate of you.

But there's a bigger surprise
waiting for you.

What?

Hello.

He's my fiancé.

What?

We're living together now.

I'm pleased to meet you.

I've heard so much about you.

We can't thank you enough.

-Daddy.
-Don't jump the gun.

You can't be serious.

You can't be serious.

He's had his hands full
with a difficult case.

He's just a little tired.

What will you have?

Love is blind.

The Lovelorn Detective.

No, that's too sappy.

The Failed Detective.

You didn't know about the fiancé?

She wasn't wearing a ring.

They've been engaged for three months now.

I don't believe it.

Now you can move on.

Start over.

Start what over?

I expect you to be over this by tomorrow.

We're buddies, remember?

You can't be serious.

Here you go.

Thanks, Master.

-We'll share this.
-Sure.

Here.

GURAGURA KURU OR "YOU CAN'T BE SERIOUS.

IT IS USED TO EXPRESS FRUSTRATION,
ANGER, AND DESPAIR.

THIS PHRASE IS MAINLY USED
IN THE KYUSHU REGION.

Leeks and pork liver taste bland

if you stir-fry them on their own.

But when you put them together,

they taste a million times better.

Deka is Japanese slang
for police detectives.

During the Meiji Period, police detectives
wore kakusode instead of uniforms.

Desokuka, the reverse of kakusode,
became the nickname for detectives.

Deka comes from
the first and last syllables.

Coat the seasoned livers
with potato starch, followed by oil.

Now they won't stick together
in the frying pan.

Try it for yourself.

It will be ready in a minute.

Did I go too far?

THIS STORY IS A WORK OF FICTION.

OUT ON PATROL

Subtitle translation by Chen Li Woon