All language subtitles for The Orgy Ranko (1967) Wakamatsu.srt

ORGY
(RANKO)

Production: WAKAMATSU Koji

Screenplay: DEGUCHI Izuru
Music: Screen Music

Photography: ITO Hideo
Lights: ISOGAI Hajime

With

Directed by: WAKAMATSU Koji

Are you managing director Wagamori?

You, it's rude barging in here
without being invited.

No hard feelings.

No one has remorse for
having won a battle.

- Did you say something?
- No.

About the next job...

Alright... I'll do them one after
the other, as agreed.

Cash payment, half right away,
the rest, the day after the murder.

Here, take it.
It's for yesterday's job.

You'll find the next one is inside.

Changing the subject, who's your boss?

It's better for you not to ask questions.

You're the one who hired me, didn't you?

So you could tell me...

Sooner or later you'll find it out.

Never mind...

When's the delivery?
When can you do it?

It'd be best to do it soon.

Right. No more than five days.

- The contact?
- My sister's flower shop.

Well...

Deal.

Be careful.

I'm not interested in the people I kill.

I only need these.

5,OOO,OOO...
Not so expensive after all.

What's 5,OOO,OOO?

- This place.
- Yeah, it's expensive...

On the other hand, my field is free.

My mother died here...

Really?

- In this anonymous and dirty sea...
- Was she sick?

She left a note saying:
"Go on living intensely."

The money. Money, money. It's a story
about poor people running out of money.

- Are you crying?
- Stupid!

What're you doing?

Well, you're only a woman who feels
only from the neck down.

I'm sorry, go back on your own.

There're some things I must take care of.

She was really cute that whore...

I'll do it. Yes, I'll do it.

I'll do it.

"INFLUENTIAL MAN FROM THE FINANCIAL
WORLD MURDERED BY AN UNKNOWN"

"WHEELER DEALER HEAD
OF A MURDER PLOT?"

"THE ASSASSIN MAKES A FIFTH VICTIM.
TIES TO THE POLITICAL WORLD."

- Good morning.
- Good morning.

Has your brother left
something for me?

Yes, he did.
Just one second.

- Good morning.
- Oh, hi.

- A bunch of these.
- Sure.

- Here it is.
- Thank you very much.

Next time, I'll offer you something,
as a token of thanks.

Thank you, indeed.

Oh, that's where you were...

Listen...

There's something urgent we
want you to take care of.

You've made a lot of money...

The others spend it right away
on women and things.

What about you?

- Don't worry about that.
- Yes, of course.

Shall we talk business?

This time, you won't be alone.

It's kind of complicated.

- Complicated?
- It's a big job.

You'll need an accomplice.
The boss is worried.

That's why I've come to see you.

Then, I'll pass on it.

- If I'm not working alone, I won't do it.
- Wait, please!

This is a young man's job,
that's why I thought about you.

If I'm not on my own, I fold.

Listen to me, please.

Whatever the boss might say,
I have my own way of doing things.

I've never failed, have I?

You don't risk anything,
if you keep the secret and don't tell them.

- I'm the only one who's risking.
- I understand.

The target is an important person.

It's Minseito business.

In politics, in political diplomacy,
there're lots of complicated issues...

Anyway, that guy
is a troublemaker.

That's why he has to be taken out.

Even so, if he were killed by a
professional killer,

they could suspect who gave the order.
It'd be a nuisance.

Well, the place where he goes
2-3 times a week

is at his mistress's.

When he gets there,
there's no one but the servant,

whom they usually send do the shopping.

We want to disguise this
as a murder-suicide of the two lovers.

The pay, if you work alone,
is 2OO,OOO.

After all, they say every big shot
politician has a soft spot for women.

I'm not interested who the victim is.

- Hurry up.
- Yes.

Take that off too.

Come here.

Hey!

What's the matter?

Are you his mistress?

Listen, what does he like?

I'm asking you what he likes!
Tell me the truth!

Money.

Money... Does that go for you also?
Take him into your arms.

Hold him tight!

Come on...

I don't like the sight of blood,

but women like you, selling themselves for
money, I like them even less!

I... I make a living by
killing people.

But, mother... I who don't own anything...

After everything that happened here...

Look! I've made so much money!

There is so much I can say,
this is the money I made by working.

There'll soon be 5,OOO,OOO.

And then...

Bam, of course! The other day,
like at the supermarket or on the train.

They even did it in Tokyo station,
remember? Dynamite!

What?! Oh, that!

Couldn't that be Sokagiro's doing?

Not at all, it's quite different.

Sometime ago they torched a car
from the American Embassy.

It's become a fashion.

Like in the old days,
like the political militants,

blowing up ministers with dynamite,

shooting them with guns,
aren't they murderers?

But they want money and power...

In these recent murders
there's a sniper involved.

- A terrorist?
- A sniper...

But if one acts in the name of justice,
as some did in the old days,

it'd be worthwhile
sacrificing one's life.

Sure, sure, sure,
there were these kinds of men.

- Wasn't Yamaguchi Otoya one of them?
- No, that's something different.

It was because of fanaticism,
religious motives.

That's true. By nihilism, by passion.
There are no such men.

No, that's not true.
I do my best to be opposing.

We must be able to...

- What does this one want?
- How rude!

Eavesdropping and laughing
at what others say.

What's so funny? Come here.

What, got a piece? With those sunglasses
of yours, who d'you think you are?

- Wanna fight?
- Come this way.

Let's go.

- Where're we going?
- There's fine.

- Just follow us?
- Let me handle it.

You think you look tough with
them sunglasses?

- We'll take care of you now.
- Let's do it here.

- Let's hit him! Let's hit him!
- Let's fix him here!

- Why don't you say anything?
- I told you to speak!

Alright, I'll speak.

if we have no money, or power,
we have to get it somehow, on our own.

- What?!
- Look around, what's to complain about?

What?! You're exaggerating.

You're very cocky. Who are you?

Me? I'm an assassin.

An assassin?!

In other words, you're a hitman.

- You don't know who you're messing with.
- He's dangerous. Let's beat it! Beat it!

Aren't you running away?!

It's only a toy, after all.

Well... it's real...

It smells of gunpowder... it's real!

You're kind of brave.

I like you, you know? But you should
get over this arrogant look of yours.

Dance. Rhythm. Dope. Nakedness. Drunkenness.
Getting rich. Unhappy we.

Who are we?

We... are we.

Alright. Go on dancing.

The music that understands you.

The friends that understand you.

The society that understands you.

And then, this gang.

is this who we are?
We are minions.

- Minions?
- Minions.

I don't like being cheated this way.

Being cheated by myself,
cheating ourselves.

When you've stopped dancing,
have you never thought it was strange?

The friends that understand
you are illusions.

The trees, the grass, the walls around
are only wavering.

You've only imagined seeing this world,
society, reality.

You'd like to change something about
yourself, but without confronting reality.

Then, tell me, what else shouId I do?
What couId I do?

I'd want to do something, but, now,
what should I do?

I don't know.

There's nothing in life,
but that what we want to do.

You're asking me what you should do?

You should do what you want.

Look around you.

None of them is doing anything.

Don't ask the others;
they're only avid faces.

That that matters to you,
ask yourself about it.

Asking someone else what to do is like
being pampered.

Don't fake it.

Fake it?

You can even dance your whole life.

I... I hate lying to myself.

I get excited only when I'm alone.

Friends don't mean a thing.

Solitude is an illusion.

Human beings are always alone,
since their birth.

Wait!

What kind of manners are these?
Dumping me like this!

You seemed to be having lots of fun.

You had a satisfied look.

I'm coming with you.

So many flowers! Do you like flowers?

I don't dislike them.

You like beautiful and unexpected things,
isn't it so?

Shut up.

I have no use for this
kind of talk.

But the flowers...
You have no excuse.

- Now that you've cooled off, go back home.
- Why?

Is this your castle and
no one is allowed in?

That's not it, thing is I'm a man...

I'm a young 70s girl, may I?

You've shown me everything.
I'll show you how I'm made on the outside.

Listen...

What're you thinking of?

If that's about last night,
don't think about it.

Ya know, first you're a virgin
and then you're not anymore.

I'd rather you talked to me.

About your work, for example.

Work...

As far as I know,
I've killed more than 20 people.

But I'm even through with being a hitman.

Why?
Problems with your conscience?

Conscience?

You're pulling my leg.

Is it possible to have one?

Good and evil more than anything else
have been decided by the power.

The power? The authority?

There's a world that can even buy
the authority.

It might even be able
to buy consciences.

Then, why the melancholy look
a little while ago?

It must be because I've met you.

When I was 13, my father fell
ill from too much work and died.

My mother, instead of retiring,
managed the foundry by herself.

Then, because of the economic slump,
she went bankrupt.

I remember clearly the exhaustion
from reminders for payment.

Even as a child they used to tell me:
"Pay! Pay!".

In the end, a loan shark cheated her.

Maybe my mother didn't have the courage
to be seen by me.

She couldn't escape without
becoming his mistress.

She always had worries.

As a woman, what do you think?

My mother killed herself in this spot.

One day they'll reclaim this also.

- And then you...
- Yes, I'll buy this land.

In memory of a mother's stupidity who,
dying, abandoned me,

and of the memory of money, money, money.

I'll buy it all and turn it into a
cemetery for this greedy world!

This... is too much!

You have no reason to cry.

You make me sad.

Damn...

Damn... Stupid!

Where did she go?

Machi?

Machi?

Machi?

Where could she have gone?

Well, it doesn't matter...

- Hello.
- Oh, how can I help you?

- The usual.
- No, I haven't got anything today.

- Messages?
- Well, my brother hasn't told me anything.

Alright, don't do anything unusual.
He's an alert guy.

He'd suspect me right away
and start mayhem.

Today limit yourselves to finding
out where he sleeps.

Act calmly, without hurry.

Understood? Don't do anything foolish.

Then, I'll be back tomorrow.

Tell him I absolutely want to get
in touch with him.

- I will.
- Goodbye.

"What you think, about
how to go on with life."

"I kind of think I've understood.
I'd like to think a little on my own..."

"I'd like to think about it on my own.
I'll be back soon. Machi."

That amateur walked, making only a couple
of turns, here and there.

He must have walked for 5 hours.

He seemed to be looking for someone.

Have you found out where he sleeps?

Unfortunately not.
At the end we lost track of him.

Idiots!

And you're supposed to be professional
hitmen?!

Forget about it.
I'll think of something.

- Good afternoon.
- Welcome.

- D'you have anything for me?
- Yes.

Hey! Bring me the envelope
my brother left for me.

- Here's what you were waiting for.
Oh, thank you very much.

To thank you,
I'll take you to dinner tonight.

- Wait.
- Morishita, don't you like me?

No, it's not that...

My brother says you know
your way around women.

It's not that that's not true,
it's only that today...

Be my boyfriend.

Yoshiko, you're drunk.

- Come on, we've arrived.
- No, listen, once more...

Come on, don't make me beg you.

Bro'!

Good evening.

Your sister has had a little
too much to drink.

Oh! Thank you!

See you soon.

Don't move

Thank you, loverboy.
You have a weak spot for women, right?

- What kind of joke is this?
- What joke?

I'll explain everything later, calmly.

I feel the urge to use
you as a punching bag.

Take this!

Are you listening?
Between pros, I want to tell you something.

Making tons of money ain't everything.

Pros, as a rule,
shouldn't slip.

These are the consequences.

Eh? Look!

- You've hit him hard.
- Yes.

So, are you ready to confess?

You just tell me where the money is and
I'll give you work, as I've done till now.

You should talk.

Judging by your strength,
you'll soon die here anyway.

You should confess
while I'm still kind.

Kill me...

- I said kill me!
- Eh?

No, I can't kill you.

Adding up all the money I paid you,
there must be around 5,OOO,OOO.

Probably you must be saving it.
You've surely not spent it on women.

Why not split it among us?

You'll get your slice too. Well?
Think about it calmly. Let's make peace!

Bastard!

- Hit him until he confesses.
- Yes.

Such a young body,
broken down.

This one means it.

Kill me.

Accepting this work I was expecting,
sooner or later, something like this.

Kill me!

Keeping silent?

How far did you go?

Does it matter?

While he was beating him, you left.
You fancy him, don't you?

Shut up!

- How far did you go?
- What nonsense are you talking?!

All this for money.

I've never ever fallen for a man.

Money... Weren't you the one pushing me
to set him up?

Come on, forgive me.

After all... After all, I've fallen for you
Come on, please, forgive me.

All this got you excited, didn't it?

Alright?

Alright, let's do what we usually do.

Come on, massage my feet.

Yes, honey.

- Not there! Moron!
- Of... of course!

if you don't rub me well,
I won't get excited.

Are you ready now, honey?

- Ouch! Ouch!
- Don't push it.

- Quickly! Move it!
- Yes!

This moron's got guts.

Hey, it's time to spit it out,
what about it?

You're mad.

Let's grab something to eat.

Good morning.

Then, does he give signs he'll speak?

No, these 2-3 days he didn't
seem he'd be ready to confess.

He's stubborn.

We have to change strategy.

I'm so glad!

I'm so glad.
You've finally regained consciousness.

Thank you.

Oh, I've had enough.

I've thought about it...

- I understand.
- I...

.. Love you.

In the beginning while... while I was
watching your melancholy look,

I don't know why I was feeling unquiet...
I was fascinated by you.

Machi...

Then, we, little by little...
Then, maybe we won't be happy...

Come on... Don't cry.

Machi...

You saw it as ugly
because of the money.

That money...
they must be important to you, but...

Enough now, Machi!

I've made up my mind.

Machi, with you I'm living in a new dream.

I'll burn this money
together with the memory of my mother.

From now on I have no use,
not for the money, not for the past.

Don't move!

You...

Of course. After all the trouble.

You've worked a lot for me.
You've been well paid.

- And now you want to bury everything?
- What d'you want?

I'm surprised.

We want back your savings.

What?!

Oh, rookie. We have three guns.

There's nothing you can do. Come,
give me the gun.

Hey, miss, don't you go too far!

Ken-chan!

Hey!

I was wondering how it'd end.

There were 4 people more
than we had planned.

True, but with this shotgun I was only
undecided whom to kill first.

Like at a national contest.

Is this the money?

Unbelievable... unbelievable...

Machi...

My life has only begun.

For you, the time for having
an odd conscience has run out.

Machi...

How stupid...

You...

Come...

Come... come here...

Stop...
stop... stop...

If you don't stop, I'll shoot!

Damn...

- This money... is mine...
- I...

- I've earned it risking my life.
- No one will take it away from me.

I won't give it to anyone.

You should... you should know what it
means to me.

This is compensation for my virginity.

Damn!

I also fell in love with a
strange woman.

Even you are just an ordinary woman.

Mother...

Mother...