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TOEl COMPANY PRESENTS

ALL CHARACTERS AND EVENTS PORTRAYED IN THIS FILM ARE FICTIONAL

SYMPATHY FORTHE UNDERDOG

Producer KOJI SHUNDO and TORU YOSHIDA

Screenplay FUMIO KONAMI and HIROO MATSUDA

Cinematography HANJIRO NAKAZAWA

Sound YOZO UCHIDA

Music TAKEO YAMASHITA

Editing OSAMU TANAKA

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Cast

KOJI TSURUTA

TOMISABURO WAKAYAMA

TSUNEHIKO WATASE AKI KO KUDO

RINICHI YAMAMOTO, TADAO NAKAMARU and ASAO KOIKE

NOBORU ANDO

Directed by KINJI FUKASAKU

PART ONE: OUR RESUME

EX-CHIEF, HAMAMURA FAMILY MASUO GUNJI

A bitter wind blew as I walked out after ten years.

- Bro! - Bro!

Blood brothers from my former family...

Ozaki, my right-hand man, Shark, a weepy lush.

Long stretch.

Sorry, bro.

This is the best we can do right now.

Idiot.

We lost our organization and our territory.

What's to apologize?

But, bro...

So, what've you been up to?

What?

How you gettin' by?

This and that. Nothing worth discussing.

Bro, the docks aren't what they used to be.

The harbor had indeed changed.

The old yakuza were lying low.

Daitokai, a Tokyo organization that had barged in,

ran the dock labor out of a front that passed for legit.

DAITOKAI BOSS EISAKU OBA The boss, Oba...

DAITOKAI CHIEF SHIGERU KAIZU His right-hand man, Kaizu...

In fact, the collapse of our organization hung on their schemes.

The boss is probably turning over in his grave.

If only he'd listened

to your warning and kicked Daitokai in the teeth back then.

Don't whine.

You had their number.

They'd schemed to get control of the docks

by pitting us against Kohokukai.

They were right.

They'd duped our boss, DAITOKAI FORMS AN ALLIANCE WITH HAMAMURA FAMILY

then barged into Yokohama,

pitting us against Kohokukai, the other waterfront gang.

Kohokukai had Kudo, a razor-sharp chief. KOHOKUKAI CHIEF NOBORU KUDO

We struck first and did their boss in.

Once the cops got involved,

Oba had the balls to say...

I understand how you feel.

But you keep this up,

coppers'll be eating you for lunch.

About time for a truce.

I don't give a fuck!

I went after Kohokukai alone.

Bastard!

Darling!

The woman's history, too.

She was gone with a postcard

that read, ''Don't look for me. "

Hey, Shark. Give me a light.

Bro.

What do you think, bro?

You're not going to go it alone like you did ten years ago.

I just got out. Don't intend to go back.

What's up with the rest of the crew?

Every man for himself.

We're the only ones left kickin' around the docks.

"Lonely at night? Give me a call."

Stop! Hold it right there!

Let go of me!

EX-HAMAMURA FAMILY MEMBER AKA "GUNSHOT"

If your lover

Dumps you

Hot! That's hot, damn it!

I'm sorry.

Watch it, Susumu!

EX-HAMAMURA FAMILY MEMBER SUSUMU SEKI

Hey.

Shuddup.

Honey...

I'll get you some chocolate later.

How dare you!

EX-HAMAMURA FAMILY MEMBER AKA "OLD MAN"

Be great to see 'em.

Bring the guys over tonight.

Tonight... here?

Yeah.

See ya.

Bro! Where to?

I'll tell you later.

What? Gunji's here?

What's he want?

Says he's come to pay respects after his release.

What should I say?

Can't refuse his respects, I guess.

Send him in.

Please excuse my long absence.

Thanks to you, I was released today.

I look forward to your continued support.

Thanks for your respect.

Let's drop the formalities. Have a seat.

That was a long stretch you did.

The odd terms on which we parted have troubled me.

You can always come to me with any problem.

Thank you.

Not to impose on your generosity,

but I do have a request.

Huh.

After that fiasco, the gang scattered to the winds.

We never observed the Seventh Anniversary of the boss's death.

Now that I'm back,

we want to hold a memorial.

I'm counting on your support.

So, what do you want from me?

Five million.

That's a hefty funeral donation.

My passionate boys will gather for the occasion.

They all worked hard,

ten years ago, taking those bullets for you.

The five million donation

would express your appreciation for those services.

Sounds a bit like extortion.

Don't tell me you're here to pick a fight.

Must be...

your guilty conscience talking.

- The fuck! - Throw 'im out!

Just hold it!

First time anyone's leaned on me.

I like your nerve.

Give him the money.

What do you say you come work with us for a while?

We'll treat you well.

Thank you.

But from here on out,

we only lay our lives on the line for our own.

I see.

The gambit paid off.

But the real work still lay ahead.

Who's that?

Freeze!

Kudo.

Kudo, it's you!

You... Gunji!

What the hell are you doing here?

Bro.

Kudo... right?

Those wounds are bad.

Word on the street.

Kudo just went after Oba.

Oba?

Get us out of here!

I want you to know, the drugs'll cost you.

He's got holes in more than his stomach.

Meaning?

Right here.

Looks like he's in remission, but he pushes too hard,

and he'll slip right back.

I'm off.

I'd heard they suspended

his term two years ago 'cause he was sick.

No idea he was gunning for Oba.

I know how he feels.

He was always like that.

Not cut out for modern yakuza work.

Come to think of it, we're just like him.

No way we can carve out new turf now.

That's right.

Only giants like Daitokai survive.

Muscle your way in,

cops are all over you like flies after honey.

Strange setup.

If it was still a free-for-all like after the war...

Man, those were good times.

There might just be one place.

In all of Japan,

there's one place left for grabbing new turf,

like we did back then.

Where?

Here.

Okinawa!

A new guy rolled into the joint. Out of Okinawa.

Listening to him, I figured we were on.

Sure it's rough.

But I say we gamble on those dice.

Beats sitting around waiting to sink into the muck.

That's why I brought you here.

Money we've got.

Grudge money.

Took it off of Oba.

Oba?

These funds are for your grudges too.

We split it fair and square.

Anyone who wants out takes his share and splits.

I'll do Okinawa alone if I have to.

Shit, bro! Count Gunshot in.

- I'm in, man! - In!

- Me too. - Not you, Old Man.

Your kid and your old lady...

Don't leave me out.

I'm in, too.

We're not betting our lives.

It's more like an out-of-town job.

You, Ozaki?

You know I'm with you.

But, bro...

what about our patient?

Can't forget him.

Sooner or later Daitokai'll get him,

if the cops don't nab 'im.

No way, Gunji.

Long as I'm alive,

I'm gonna bust Oba.

And you and I still have our own score to settle.

I know that.

But listen.

Say you die hitting Oba.

Who's left to celebrate?

Wasn't born to live long!

What the hell would you know about my kinda guts?

Gunji,

looks like you dragged in trouble.

No point stirring things up.

Just hand him over.

Shit!

What would you do?

Leave him to his fate?

What?

The man's life is mine.

Bullshit!

Over my dead body!

Take us all down with you?

All down?

You could take him alone,

but every last one of us?

Not even Daitokai can pull that off unharmed.

Guts, you've got.

Tonight you can save face.

Just remember,

there's a score to be settled.

Shit! Stop!

Just fainted.

Looks like

he's hitched a ride to Okinawa.

PART TWO: OUR TURF

Damn it's hot!

Hey, can you thread this needle?

Brought your wife along?

Idiot!

You were right, bro.

It's just like Yokohama was.

There they are.

There they are.

What?

Pretty damned cool.

Jerk!

Get serious.

From what we figured out,

there's two big organizations here in Naha.

The one that operates off the profits from running the waterfront

is called Hadelma.

He's got about 100 men.

NAHA DOCK BOSS - HADELMA

The other,

Gushken, runs the bars, cabarets, and whorehouses downtown.

About 60 men.

NAHA DOWNTOWN BOSS - GUSHKEN

Gushken lives off the whiskey he smuggles from the base.

Sells it off for a huge profit to all the dens on his turf.

The middleman between the Yanks and Gushken

is this broker, Kusakabe. Came over from the mainland.

BROKER- KUSAKABE

Besides Hadelma and Gushken,

there are some punk gangs runnin' around,

but they've got no set turf.

But this guy everybody calls Mad Dog Jiro

has got about 10 guys

covering this area.

MAD DOG JIRO

Mad Dog's not from Naha.

His big brother Yonabai's the big cheese down in Koza City.

Jiro's here in Naha 'cause his brother's eyeing it.

KOZA DOWNTOWN BOSS -YONABAL

That's the lay of the land.

Where do you say we jump in?

How's about we steer clear of the pros

and start with Kusakabe?

You Kusakabe?

Yeah.

In the flesh.

What do you guys want?

We want you to take us to Carter.

Carter?

Foreigner?

Wouldn't know.

Don't hold much truck with those outsiders.

- Wake the fuck up, asshole! - I'll blast ya!

- What are you - - We know the score.

You work with Carter running American whiskey to Gushken.

American whiskey? Me?

Absurd!

I'm a legit busine-

Get outside!

What are you doing?

I never asked you for protection,

and you want half of the whiskey and the gambling business.

Go wash your faces in miso soup.

Keep that up and we'll rat on you to the MPs.

And not just you guys.

That Morrison who lifts it off the base - he'll get it too.

What's half against the whole damn operation?

Before I answer,

I need Morrison in the discussion.

I'll go with him, too.

Shark.

Bro.

Something stinks.

Tools?

I'm packin'.

Blade.

Bro.

You keep it.

But, bro!

I said keep it.

Duck!

Shit!

Motherfucker!

Gunshot!

Bro!

Move it!

Stop dicking around!

Gunshot!

Gunshot got hit?

Yeah.

Goddamn it!

Bro, caught these guys slinkin' around outside.

They sent in pros.

Bastard!

I agree

to your terms. You run this place.

But you better give me half-

Stuff it!

- Ozaki! - Don't stop me, bro!

I'll kill 'em!

What'd we come here for?

You gotta take it.

You Morrison?

Listen up.

Cops get wind of what went down tonight,

and we'll drag you down with us.

Got that, you son of a bitch?

Two days later,

a Gushken punk came by.

Got it.

Club Gajyumaru, right?

9:00 tonight.

Tell 'em we're definitely on.

So they finally came knocking.

Gushken's whiskey dried up and he's whining.

If Hadelma's with 'em,

they'll probably join forces and shove.

What's our plan?

I'll figure it out there.

Not alone, bro?

No, you don't. I'm with you.

- Bro! Me, too. - Me too!

I've got a plan. Leave it to me.

I'm here too.

I thought I told you

to come alone.

Shut up and take us in.

What's this?

I'm here all on my lonesome.

Put that away.

We just want to talk.

Let's talk.

I got one thing to say.

Get the fuck outta Okinawa!

Who the fuck are you guys, anyway?

Luck ran out on the mainland?

Well, you're not gonna mess around here in Okinawa!

Say something, goddamn it!

You guys

with some mainland organization?

No connection.

What's it to you?

It's just...

in that case, you'd do well to reconsider this whole thing.

Who gives a fuck!

Makes no difference if they're with some mainland family or not.

Go back to the mainland or I'll kill ya!

Anything else to say?

Got a problem?

Mr. Hadelma... right?

You're crazy.

What are you trying to do?

We just took over Gushken's turf.

And what's your plan?

Me...

I'm not like Gushken.

I'm not stupid enough to cross swords

with lunatic mainlanders.

Rat on us to the cops?

Also a possibility.

Only if you mean to go down with my daredevils.

Just because

you're horning in on Gushken's turf,

it's got nothing to do with my harbor operations.

And what about if I come after you and your harbor?

Sparks fall on a man, he's got to brush 'em off now, doesn't he?

Time for you to go.

Saved me there.

Now I've paid you back.

How're your wounds?

What about Hadelma?

I don't do things halfway.

We're into it now. I say go all the way.

Took the words outta my mouth.

Thus we came into our first new turf.

The whiskey business

we'd taken off of Gushken was flowing nicely.

Of course there were risks.

A few gutsy Gushken boys tried coming after us.

Mere stragglers, really, lost without their chief.

A few stray punks came to mark their turf.

Bastards!

But we specialize in that sort of thing.

We all sprang back to life.

Then, one day,

just after we'd gotten settled,

a little squabble at a brothel over protection money...

Darling.!

Bro,

we'll go take a little walk.

Do you know him?

Something about my face?

No.

It's just you look so much like her.

Your girlfriend?

Mister...

why don't you come in?

What's wrong? You cheating?

No, that was ten years ago.

Ten...

ten years?

I thought I'd forgotten her.

Won't you tell me about her?

Nothing to tell, really.

Had to do a little time,

and when I'd finished, she was gone.

That's all there is.

That's all?

She was from Okinawa, too.

No family.

Told me it was always warm, the sea was gorgeous...

and also...

that she grew up so poor she hardly ate when she was a kid.

Mainland life didn't agree with her.

She always stayed in her room, never wanted to go out.

Watching TV.

Never knowing when you'd come home,

always just waiting.

With someone like that,

why do things you have to go to jail for?

Excuse me.

Don't tell me -

No, wrong person.

That's right. That's them.

Not now, not here.

Fuck it! I'll kill 'em!

No, it's just a matter of time.

You're the one who'll do it.

Then take over Gushken's turf and you're made.

You can almost taste it.

You sure you're not aiming to head back to the mainland?

- No way. - You sure?

Yeah. Booze is cheap and good.

The ladies are fine.

Feels just like heaven here.

Sure happy I came.

What the fuck was that?

Think I'm gonna let you act tough on my turf?

Fine, step outside!

Fuckin' bastards!

Let's get it over with!

Unlike you ugly bastards, we got ladies to get back to.

Hold it!

I'll take you.

But I hate mainlanders.

So no mercy here.

For a country bumpkin, you sure talk a good line.

Shit!

Bro!

What the fuck is this?

Actin' like you're still some teenage punk!

Brother, I can explain -

Idiot! Don't "brother" me.

See why you got no turf of your own?

But listen!

He's part of that mainland gang that washed up here.

Brother,

I'll take care of this punk,

then I'll snag Gushken's turf.

It's worth it just for the whiskey trade

they took off those barbarians.

Brother,

I even went and made a deal with Hadelma.

The truth?

I swear.

Jiro,

all the more reason

to go after the boss first.

Here we go!

Let's see what -

Who the fuck are you?

Seki!

Bastards!

You did this?

We take the trouble to deliver your wounded,

and instead of gratitude, you let loose.

Are those mainland manners?

What are you gonna do about it, Yonabal?

Yonabal?

You know me?

The one-armed giant,

Koza's boss.

I see.

You must be the hotshot that hit Gushken.

Your business?

No mainlander struts around my Okinawa.

This place is ours.

The place belongs

to whoever the fuck takes it.

Jiro.

Pull out.

Bro, no way.

We can't back out of this!

I gotta kill the bastard!

Look after him.

You okay, Seki?

You jerk!

I told you to stay out of petty fights. Don't you get it?

Could cost you a finger.

I'm sorry.

What a waste.

Wipe it up.

You've sure got guts.

What's next?

Yonabai's a worthy enemy.

Six of us, counting me.

Plenty.

Brother, why didn't you shoot 'em up back there?

We could've nailed 'em all!

Jiro!

Didn't you even see the guy in the next room

with a clear shot at my belly!

Really?

You settle this score on your own.

If it gets out you leaned on me for help, you'll never live it down.

What I'll do is

send ten tough guys from Koza for backup.

Brother,

I swear I'll pull it off.

Jiro.

One last thing.

Don't confuse their small numbers with weakness.

They've got real guts.

If you're not careful, you'll wind up like Gushken.

Thanks for coming.

Seki, look out!

Watch it!

Son of a bitch!

Old Man!

Old Man!

Old Man!

Shit!

Bastards!

Asshole!

Come on, Shark!

Shit!

Brother!

You bastard!

You're all dead men.

You're going with us.

Brother, forget about me!

Shut up!

Bro,

you're still cool...

Old Man!

Hang in there!

Bro...

I had a really good time.

Just... my wife and...

child...

Old Man! Old Man!

You bastards!

Shark!

Let him go.

Bro!

No!

I won't!

Bro!

Just cut 'im loose.

Brother.

Why'd you help Jiro?

Why didn't you kill him?

Who gives a damn!

Let's get this fight over with.

I'll spare your lives.

But get the fuck outta Okinawa!

No way in hell. Not even if you blast us!

You've got guts.

I'll take Jiro back to Koza.

We won't be coming back to Naha.

My parents and family

In my beloved homeland

I yearn for the south seas

To carry me back to you

I sleep and wake to the dawn light

Shut the fuck up!

I don't understand

a fuckin' thing she's singin'!

Sing a Japanese song.

A goddamn Japanese song!

Shark.

Shark!

Cut the crap!

That song

can't bring back our dead!

All right.

All right.

Let's sing.

We'll sing together.

Watch me pull off

The desperate dream

Of which I'll never speak

I'm bound to make it come true

I'll see it through

I'll never give in

Hey.

It's started up again.

What's the song about?

Why?

I don't know.

Seems like the perfect song for our situation.

No wonder.

It's the migrant workers' song.

Migrant workers?

For the men

who left Okinawa to work in the south seas.

"In the first weeks of spring...

when the flowers bloom...

we'll return home to Okinawa...

rich and dressed in gold."

Okinawa's very poor,

so men and women alike have moved away to find work.

Just like your girlfriend did.

I wanted,

if I could've, to go to the mainland myself.

But I've got family that depends on me,

so here I am, stuck.

This is the best I can manage.

If you'd like,

think of your old girlfriend.

Not long after that,

we moved into new digs.

A hip joint, complete with golf course and pool.

But we'd settled into a nasty frame of mind.

Felt like we'd lost what mattered most.

Then one day

they arrived.

PART THREE: VENGEANCE

Give me the camera.

Bro.

Well, well.

I hear you're raking it in.

I'll be taking Daitokai around.

We appreciate your cooperation.

I'd heard

about the good thing you've got going here.

Had no idea you kept him hanging around.

Let's go.

So Daitokai finally showed up.

A whole new ball game from guys like Gunji's drifters.

We don't watch our step,

we could lose the whole game.

Contact them at their hotel immediately.

Quite the gorgeous display.

It's called Kadesa.

A dance to welcome visitors.

Quite an honor.

Speaking of which,

may I ask what you hope for?

That we form an alliance,

and you cooperate in our Okinawan ventures.

Your terms?

You now control only part of the dock business.

If we work together,

we can sew up all the dock work here in Naha.

Meaning that even if we go fifty-fifty,

you'll still see twice the profits you currently enjoy.

A win-win situation, don't you think?

I see.

But if that's what you came here to discuss,

why bother dragging all your troops along?

Well, well.

If only everyone were as perceptive as you.

There are those of less intelligence, like him.

Hadelma...

you're showin' your age.

Fifty of these guys show up and you freak out

and hurry over to kowtow.

Your days are numbered.

You'd better retire and leave your gang in Jiro's hands

for your own sake.

Mr. Yonabal,

shouldn't you consider your surroundings?

Surroundings?

I thought this was Okinawa. Tell me if I'm wrong.

Don't tell me we've got somebody important here.

Chill.

You guys fuckin' blind?

You Daitokai's guard dog?

Let me warn you.

You better cut the crap and get the fuck back to the mainland.

Otherwise,

it's gonna start raining blood around here.

Wow.

You're up to all that?

You tellin' me I'm not?

Try pulling that monkey business

parading around town again tomorrow.

I swear to God I'll bust it up with a bazooka.

Catch you later.

Jiro.

That stubborn bunch

requires our prompt attention.

Mr. Kudo.

What are you -

I'll pull out.

Wait.

I know how you feel.

But we're not exactly strangers.

I'm breaking my promise to you

and charging Naha tomorrow.

My targets are Daitokai and that Hadelma.

Whose side you on?

Daitokai, right?

Japanese stickin' together?

No, not Daitokai.

And why the hell is that?

A pal of mine had his gang crushed by Daitokai.

Nearly lost his life.

A pal of mine had his gang crushed by Daitokai...

and lost ten years of his life.

All of us

have eaten dirt, thanks to them.

We didn't come here

and put ourselves on the line to wag our tails at Daitokai.

Suit yourself.

Tomorrow you'll see what Okinawan yakuza are made of.

Strange.

But knowing this world,

something tells me we'll end up allies.

Not a word.

Brother! Stay back!

We're outta here.

Bro!

Strange.

Just as I'd begun thinking

about taking on Daitokai with the man.

It's all about reading the times.

If you can't see what's coming, you die young.

So what are your plans?

Quietly accept our outstretched hand,

fight to the death and die in the gutter,

or hand over your turf and split.

The choice is yours.

If you walk out, we're prepared to respond in kind,

and we're willing to let Kudo go.

Respond in kind, meaning?

Money, of course.

Though you won't get your way

as you did with that outrageous funeral donation.

All right. We leave quietly.

Bro!

You set the price.

Just what I expected from such a clever man.

Here's what we'll do. You get two million.

And a million each for those three.

Which brings us to the same five million from Yokohama.

Works for you?

This time

we really split the dough.

Bro!

What do you say?

That's for Old Man's family.

Bro, you really callin' it quits

after losing three good men?

Say something, bro!

Bro!

Cut it out.

That's enough!

We'll be going then, bro.

Let's go.

We're going.

The words sound different.

They are.

I sing a whore's version.

Want to know what it means?

Yeah.

"When will the time come

when a woman's -

When a woman's other lips can speak?

If they only could,

they would speak

of all the sorrow she's seen."

Even if you heard it,

you probably wouldn't understand.

Besides, you're a man.

You may be right.

You're...

not coming back, are you?

No.

I doubt I'll be seeing you again.

Money.

No matter how much a woman loves me,

this is all I can do for her.

It's always been like that.

Will she speak...

of all the sorrow she's seen?

I always know what you're up to.

Bro, don't say a word.

Hello, boss. Welcome.

Come this way.

Name's Hadelma. Welcome.

I'm Oba. Looks like we'll be relying on you.

Not at all. This way, please.

Nice harbor you got here, Mr. Hadelma.

Things could get really interesting.

The best thing about the dock work is all the cheap labor.

Exactly as you say.

Temperate climate and the sea's beautiful.

Good place for a long life.

After you.

Come on!

Damn it!

Wait!

THE END

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