Original subtitles

Policeman Shot to Death

Kojin City Becoming a Hotbed for Organized Crime

Hitmen Flood Kojin City

The Last Gunfight

Screenplay: Shinichi Sekizawa Based on 'Chi no Wana' by Haruhiko Oyabu

Original theme song, "Tsuki wo Keshichae" By Masaru Sato

Starring:

Toshiro Mifune

Koji Tsuruta

Yoko Tsukasa Yosuke Natsuki Makoto Sato

Seisaburo Kawazu, Jun Tazaki Mickey Curtis, Akihito Hirata

Directed by Kihachi Okamoto

I'm sick of it.

It's time. We're counting on you out there.

Don't you think we'll get arrested again?

Don't worry, the fix is in. Just act natural.

- Leave that to me! - Dodo brain, not now!

Like a Tokyo strip club.

The police are just itching to get their palms greased now.

It's easy to see.

Detective Bribed

You got something against cops?

Could I have a light?

You're a hitman, aren't you?

I can tell; I got an eye for these things.

I'm in the business myself. You want a piece of the action?

Get out of my face!

The police.

- Was there a fight or something? - Yakuza gang war.

It's been over for a while. The police never show up until the fighting has died down.

- You got something against cops? - What? Where do you need to go?

Kojin Police Station

- Estimated time of death? - About three hours ago.

- Sex? - Male.

What are you doing with the suitcase?

Something just came over me. Let me go.

I'm not interested in your sob story! Who do you work for?

Spit it out!

Tell me!

The Ooka gang.

I'm most afraid of Ooka.

- Sir! - Leave it alone.

After Ooka, there's my wife.

There is no three or four. Five is the police.

Damn straight!

Sir, I'm trying to run a business here.

I call them like I see them. Ooka is number one, my wife is two...

Did you say something just now?

Yoshi, they're just drunk.

Butt out! Say it again!

- Number one is� - What is one?

- Ooka. - He's three. - You Idiots!

Here you go.

Mr. Ooka, I�

What do you need?

I know, as your guest, it's perhaps inappropriate,

but about the Kojin River gravel dredging rights�

Good luck with that.

Still, that's not the reason I invited the most powerful men in the city here tonight.

This is just an evening out.

Tonight, women and liquor are all that matter!

Flowers in your wife's memory?

Hey, Tetsu!

Don't call me Tetsu. I'm the manager of a bar.

I'm not in that business anymore.

But if you try anything funny, who knows what could happen to your little tavern.

What are you talking about?

Don't be stupid! Figure it out!

What do you want?

I don't know what it was about, but it seemed like an interesting exchange...

About figuring something out.

Are you with the Ooka gang?

If I was, what would it mean to you?

If you're with the Ooka gang, you get punched in the jaw. Go figure.

Hey, you'll catch cold if you sleep here.

Come with me.

Look how cold you are.

What's that?

A woman was run over and killed, about three months ago.

But they say that she was already dead when the car hit her.

You really got the skinny on this one.

That's the story going around. Shall we?

Why not?

But is it all safe?

Are you worried that the police will raid the place? That's this Friday.

I'm more worried about getting the clap.

Don't you have a high opinion of yourself! I'm an operator at the Daikyo Hotel.

A telephone operator?

Well then, let's go for a drink.

That broad Mari came here with a strange fella.

Go take a look.

It's him!

Mr. Shibata, I went to a lot of trouble to bring a Tokyo-class strip show here.

Tokyo-class? You think I'm blind?

No, of course not - you have to put a little more spice into it.

Give me a light.

Thanks.

Everyone watch out.

- It's that guy with Mari, isn't it? - The word is he's packing heat.

I bet he's a hitman for the Kozuka gang.

Hold on, you can't go off like a hog in a China shop here.

Mr. Ooka is here with key members of the city council. We'll ask him what to do.

Could you hand me my bag?

Thanks.

Sally, you can't just leave a customer alone like that.

Those old men are lechers.

Nah, they're a bunch of sweet old guys.

Go to hell!

Give me a highball.

Sir, can I have a word with you?

Hey, let's get out of here.

What's the rush? The night is young.

Mari, come on.

She's my girl. Go get your own.

- What's this? - She's coming with us.

Hey, you're the knucklehead that was making nasty threats before...

"Don't be stupid! Figure it out!"

You're with the Kozuka gang, aren't you?

If I was, what would it mean to you?

Son of a bitch!

Watch out!

Get off of him!

Stop Violent Crime

What the hell were you doing?

That stunt you pulled last night was a double disgrace!

I was just trying to get a feel for the town.

"A feel for the town"?!

Fujioka, this is an awkward question as the Chief of Police,

but do you know why you were transferred here from Tokyo?

It's a demotion of sorts.

I was pegged as a dirty cop.

If you're trying to clean up your image, you're off to a hell of a start.

That's all for now.

You're getting greedy.

Why in God's name would you steal this? For yourself?

Corrupt Cop Goes on Rampage!

This is a problem. Increasing manpower to quell violence is fine,

but they're taking liberties, pawning off a tainted detective onto us.

We could make him a reserve and just keep him on ice, until he gets the hang of it.

He seems like an interesting fellow.

It makes it look like the police are handing out badges to hooligans.

Hey, I'm looking for the paperwork on an automobile accident from around three months ago.

Thanks. Sorry if you're bent out of shape about the beating you gave me.

Kozuka Gang Gravel Collection Site

You're going to work with the Ooka gang sooner or later.

We'll be very helpful when that time comes.

We've been weakened by a shortage of truck drivers.

If that's what you're talking about, you're banging on the wrong door.

But the Ooka gang is actively bolstering its ranks.

I'm not so desperate I have to cobble together a bunch of punks I don't know to fight for me.

Get out of here!

You're passing up a plum chance. Oh well, I'll see if anyone else is interested.

- Hey, Yata... - What is it?

This may sound odd, but scatter some salt.

Salt? There's nothing here but gravel.

Then scatter that!

Mr. Ooka, the attorney Mr. Tendo to see you.

When did you get into town?

Yesterday - there was something I had to check into.

By the way, do you plan to handle the matter I wrote to you about?

Sure. As near as I can tell...

the police in this town are scary but harmless, kind of like lions at the circus.

Well put.

Still, if you're not careful, they could take an interest in you.

Exactly right, Mr. Ooka...

That's why we need a stooge on the police force.

You know someone?

The detective that caused a brouhaha at the club last night.

I'll leave you to handle it.

Take a lesson from Mr. Tendo, and do your homework first.

For now, here's the money for the contract.

Yata. We're not open yet. What do you want?

I got a favor to ask.

A favor? Do you have a girl or something?

No, it's the Ooka gang.

Those swine have won over all the city brass to their side,

and now they're working on swiping the gravel excavation rights from the Kozuka gang.

And...?

It's obvious they're trying to crush the Kozuka gang.

The boss won't have anything to do with yakuza that don't honor the code,

but our backs are against the wall.

What do you need from me?

Your help. You're a former Kozuka captain.

With you behind us, we'd be ready for anything.

Forget it.

That's ancient history. I'm on the straight now.

Tetsuo...

I promised my wife.

I guess I overestimated you.

You worry too much.

Come shooting with me some time. That'll make you forget your problems.

Mark!

I got enough of a beating last night.

I wanted to talk to you about your wife's death. I read the report.

It said she was hit by a truck.

Pull!

I'm the dirty cop you might have heard about.

The press told quite a story...

I think his name was Niki - the driver who ran over your wife.

He disappeared soon after the incident.

Mark!

Are you accusing me of rubbing him out?

By no means...

But you appear to know something.

You're an odd duck...

but I'm going to tell you something, because you're new in town.

There's a big wall.

The club Paisen makes a little money reselling pachinko prizes and shaking down kiosks,

but mostly it comes from dealing 'China white'.

It's still going on even now.

The police can't do a thing to stop it.

They've got the black market sewn up.

Was that a paid advertisement for the Ooka gang?

What?

Pull!

Why are you trying to knock down a wall that even the police are scared to touch?

You're treading on thin ice with that question.

Do you think Niki is on the other side of that wall?

Just do your job anyway you see fit.

I have no mind to work with the police.

Double!

Why are you trying to dredge all of this up, bub?

You think if you can nab Niki, you'll restore your standing in the force?

Do I look that desperate?

My position is a bit different from yours, but it never hurts to know the truth.

It could come in handy someday.

Double!

Double!

Double!

Double!

Double!

Double!

I don't know about you, but I don't like going after just one target.

True enough. One side always winds up playing the fool.

Double!

Shibata, Tendo and three young men are going to pay you a visit.

There was a guy who came to my place looking to do some business yesterday.

Test the new guys once before you pay them.

About Niki: Sally has started asking me questions. What should I say?

Just play dumb, I'll take care of it.

- Sally? - Your whisky.

The liquor store was closed, but I woke up the owner and bought a few bottles.

Who is it?

Darling, you're late.

This isn't the club.

I'd like to have a word with you.

Don't take me for a working girl.

Your ploy to ditch your husband for Ooka was an ill-advised move.

Where's Niki? The guy who caused the traffic accident.

- He's your husband, isn't he? - Get out of here!

You're pretty high-handed for a dirty cop.

One word and my husband will bump you off.

I found this. I could get you bumped off too.

Give me that.

Are you ready to talk now?

Hey, mister...

I'm not a horny city councilman to be plied with your feminine wiles!

- Where's Niki? - I don't know.

- Think! Is he alive? - I have no idea.

Give it back.

Let's try to refresh your memory.

That's enough for now.

Fujioka, you'll never get a date, treating girls that way.

Kindness - you could pull back your claws, too.

I think not.

I need to have a little chat with you.

We haven't had a welcome party for you yet.

- How generous of you. - I am a kind man...

Unfortunately, busybodies and their small talk have tarnished my reputation.

Hi, yeah, it's me.

He's here.

It's Shibata.

Mr. Ooka, bad news...

Tamba was arrested for A&B.

Yeah, he's a stupid bastard. The arresting officer was Miyake.

He's an inflexible young man.

About the corrupt detective; this problem isn't going away.

I'm going to contact Tokyo.

We're not through yet.

- There's more? - Of course.

This could be the start of a long relationship between us.

Actually, there was some kind of a mix-up and one of my young employees was taken into custody by the police.

I'd like you to spring him by tomorrow.

That's a matter to take up with the chief.

It would mark the start of a beautiful friendship.

- Forget about it. - Don't answer now.

By tomorrow, all will be clear. For now, here's a little something to welcome you to our town.

Put that away.

You seem rather principled, for a dirty cop.

I only play for small stakes. Nothing big.

Is this the Tokyo Shinyu Newspaper? I'm Shibata, from the Ooka gang.

There's an urgent matter I need you to check out for me.

It's a cop on the take named Fujioka, sent from Tokyo.

I want everything you can find on him.

It's a nuisance? I'll make it worth your while.

Who's there?

What do you want?

It's about the car crash that killed my wife.

I don't know anything. Stop pestering me about it!

What are you talking about? You were a witness.

It made you the boss here.

That's what I wanted to ask about.

I don't know! Get out of here!

We're here to see Mr. Shibata.

You haven't seen the last of me.

Who are you guys?

We're here on behalf of Mr. Tendo.

When are you going to put that thing away? You look like a buffoon.

What?

Is that a real gun?

Illegal possession of a firearm carries a penalty of up to three years in prison, or a fine of up to �50,000.

I'll confiscate it one of these days.

I wouldn't, if I were you.

He can get off three shots for every one of yours.

Sir, I heard you released Tamba?

Yes, Fujioka said the file didn't amount to much.

Mr. Fujioka, why did you release Tamba?

- I got a written apology from him. - That's not good enough.

It was my collar. I caught him red-handed!

Get me some tea.

Thanks.

Is that all?

We cannot tolerate that kind of violent crime.

The community will never be safe.

A policeman should never be involved in violence.

- Justice is the� - I got it.

You sound like the Tokyo Metropolitan Police commissioner.

I'm not joking.

I know. You work diligently for a meager salary and a small pension when you retire.

Tako! Tako!

- Hey, Yata. - What happened?

It was that Ooka gang. It was an ambush.

The Ooka gang? Those dirty bastards.

I'd say that earns a passing grade.

You can talk to Shibata about the money.

That won't do. You won't get a discount for the extra person.

No problem.

- OK, let's roll. - Just a second.

You three are to be the featured gentlemen's chorus at the club.

What are you talking about?

You're joking, right? None of us can sing!

Leave that to me.

And also�

I'll handle that. I'll sing the solo.

# When the night is dark, #

# night is dark, #

# the time is ripe. #

# If the moon comes out, I have a backup plan. #

Rub 'em out! Rub 'em out! Rub 'em out! Rub 'em out!

# Rub out that light from the moon. #

(Rub 'em out) # Cradling... #

(Rub 'em out) # the gun #

(Rub 'em out) # An icy laugh #

# Laugh... #

# Without an ounce of pity. #

# Despite... #

# the risk involved. #

# Go ahead, do the job. #

# It's better than listening to him beg for his life. #

Rub 'em out! Rub 'em out! Rub 'em out! Rub 'em out!

# Rub out that light from the moon. #

(rub 'em out) # Just like the stink... #

(rub 'em out) # of mould. #

(rub 'em out) # Turn your nose... #

# from the gangland code of honor! #

# Count to one. #

You look bored.

You'll get in trouble if you're shirking a customer again.

Who cares; those old men won't give up.

Me neither.

Naah, you're all bark.

Kiss me.

See, you can't do it.

Why did you lend me that date book?

- Your customers' telephone numbers are of no use to me. - Aren't you the schemer!

Hey, why did you come around asking about Niki?

You're kind of rash for a cop.

Niki isn't my husband.

He's my only brother.

Then where is he?

You are rash! I don't know.

I'm worried about him too.

So, who does know?

Ooka. He said he was going to introduce you sometime.

If you hear anything, let me know, OK?

Who's that?

The goddamn oyabun of the Kozuka gang.

Hey, Sally.

Hey, Kozuka, what a surprise! Have a drink.

Numata... explain this.

What is it?

It's a motion passed by the city council. Why do you ask?

It's entitled, "The Resolution to Revoke Kojin River Gravel Dredging Rights."

It was the will of the people.

Numata, don't play games with me.

It was an important decision and we should have been included in the deliberations.

Kozuka, let's discuss this as gentlemen.

Jingasa, I'm not talking to you!

I was the one who fixed the problem with Kojin river.

You came crying because the city didn't have the funds.

Maybe your memory is getting foggy.

A generation ago the city flooded every time it rained, so I undertook what I knew would be a loss-making project.

In return, I was granted exclusive gravel dredging rights.

Times may change, but there's always a bunch of greed-blinded old men to rip you off.

That's really touching. You ought to be a professional storyteller.

Now the only thing that counts is business.

How about it?

Have a drink; it'll change your whole perspective.

I'm going to tell you this just once:

to law-abiding citizens, yakuza are fools or trash.

Some people may count me among the garbage, but I still have to hold my nose when I walk by you!

I'm sure you know that ties based on greed...

are the most fragile of all.

I wouldn't drink with scum like you.

- You're under arrest. - What?

You appear to be completely inebriated and are a nuisance to other customers.

- See you later. - Thanks for the help.

Would you stoop to having a drink with yakuza scum?

There you are.

Hey there, pop.

The regular bartender is off tonight.

Aren't you an odd pair?

Yeah... he arrested me.

I'm just kidding.

You picked the right time to leave the yakuza.

That's a bit unexpected, coming from you.

I'm not complaining. You were an orphan when I found you, but I raised you as my own.

I'm glad you're out of the rackets.

What happened?

I hear that you've launched your own investigation into the Ooka gang, since your wife's death.

I know how much she meant to you, but you can't bring her back.

I'm not up to anything.

His wife was the top hostess at Ooka's club.

He competed for her affection with Ooka and beat him out in the end.

Ooka doesn't take losing well.

They say hate is only one step away from love.

That explains the traffic accident.

No, there was more to it than that...

Ooka has a skeleton in his closet that he doesn't want anyone to know about.

Tetsu's wife knew about it.

Dead men tell no tales.

You went to the trouble of quitting the gang - don't do anything stupid.

Your wife would've wanted it that way.

You should give him a ride home.

Don't treat me like a child.

Pop...

You sling decent hooch here.

Get down!

OK, he's dead. Shoot up the bar!

Pop!

Hello... Kozuka is dead?!

Is there a war on?

OK, we'll exercise extreme caution.

Tako... is this everyone you could get together?

When things get tough, the cowards crawl into their holes.

OK, numbers aren't on our side, but this is a war to avenge the death of our oyabun.

- What's wrong? - I can't take you any farther.

This is Mr. Ooka. Has there been some sort of trouble?

Where are you going?

To Mr. Ooka's residence. What in the world is going on?

Go ahead.

Sir!

Everyone pull up in front of Ooka's house.

Don't run, even if the cops come. We're not going to take this lying down!

Let's roll!

- Hey, it's Tetsu! - You're here!

Yata, stop this insanity right now.

Didn't you come to help us?

- Have you ever heard of 'zero-eyed dice'? - "Zero-eyed dice"?

You're picking a fight that you don't have a prayer of winning, and will only result in the destruction of the Kozuka gang.

I understand how you feel; I feel the same way.

But don't fall into their trap.

For now, swallow your pride.

- You have to hold back, until you're able to crush them. - That's unacceptable!

Then you'll all be killed.

- We'll see about that! - Yata... - Forget it!

I don't have time for gutless bastards like you!

If you're done talking, go home. We have business to attend to.

- If there's anything� - No, forget it! Shut up!

Look: they beat you to the punch.

Son of a bitch... Give 'em all you got!

Aim for the headlights!

Hold on!

This isn't how I want to die.

Take a look: Ooka isn't in those cars!

Right now, he's at home relaxing and laughing about this.

Goddamn it!

Tako!

- My gun's empty! - Furohei!

Everyone's dead!

Come over here!

- The dice are blank, Yata. - I'm counting on you for payback.

It's too late... I don't even know if I can make it out alive.

I'll rush them.

It will give you a chance to escape.

There seems to have been some kind of an altercation here.

I guess you were planning to slink off on your own.

Look: there's one henchman left. Why don't you put that dog to sleep?

Soon you'll be sleeping with your wife.

One...

Two...

Get in!

Shit!

Aren't you a cop?

Who said anything about arresting you?

You don't want to be arrested now, do you?

I'm saving you as my trump card.

You're my ace.

I like to look out over the city from here sometimes.

You sound like the emperor.

Don't get cute.

Do you know why I brought you up to this place?

Even though it's peaceful during the day, at night it's a battlefield, like Kojin River was last night.

By the way, Fujioka, don't get too close to Ooka.

You've disgraced yourself enough for the time being.

You're starting to sound like the chief.

Maybe some day I'll be able to run Ooka's club for him.

Idiot!

Sir, five members of the Ooka gang have voluntarily surrendered.

I have no idea what my employees were up to last night, but I discussed it with President Ooka,

and we decided that the guilty parties should be rightfully handed over to the authorities.

- Are you really sure these men were responsible for the killings last night? - Of course.

The men freely confessed their complicity.

However, President Ooka noted that Kojin city police department...

is now united with the other main power in this city, the Ooka gang.

The police should be able to rest easy now.

The only alignment the police are a party to is with law abiding citizens.

People say that the police are the fifth scariest thing in their lives...

We don't plan to be in fifth place forever.

You mention that to your "president."

Matsuoka, how's the market?

Steady. Sales are up.

I'm glad, since you never report to me...

I figured it was because we were in the red.

No, nothing like that... I've just been busy.

All right...

I feel comfortable with you handling it.

Thank you.

Mr. Ooka... I've been on the level with you.

Where do you spend your evenings?

Hey, it's me.

Glad to see you're careful.

You'll probably be here for a while. Not many people come out here.

Still, you can't forget that both the police and the Ooka gang are after you.

I'll stay alive until I've done what I set out to do. I won't be arrested either.

Good, good.

I understand how you must feel, after your wife was brutally murdered.

But even if you find out who the perpetrator was, don't kill him.

- Leave it to the police? - That's right.

If you murder him, you'll spend the rest of your life in jail.

Who cares? I'm all alone...

No one to shed a tear for me.

I'm more curious about what you're up to...

Are you siding with the police or the Ooka gang?

You'll find out soon enough.

You did save my life, but I'd rather...

repay you than thank you.

How old school!

But I'll knock down anyone standing in my way...

even you.

Be careful. I won't test your obligation to me,

but if push comes to shove...

I might sell you out to save my own skin.

Don't sleep there.

Sleep on the roof.

- I've been on the level with you. - Where do you spend your evenings?

You're trying to advance in the ranks by hiding Tetsu.

What do you have to say for yourself?

You just try to overthrow the gang. You'll wind up just like Niki! Yoshi!

You just try to overthrow the gang. You'll wind up just like Niki! Yoshi!

# First is the plan (is the plan) #

# Second, don't think too deeply. #

# Three, it's time for the kill. #

Rub 'em out! Rub 'em out! Rub 'em out! Rub 'em out!

# Rub out that light from the moon. #

(rub him out) # The job is... #

(rub him out) # senseless, #

(rub him out) # like gambling with dice. #

# But let tomorrow take care of itself. #

Mr. Ooka, this arrived by express mail today.

His record is every bit as miserable as you'd expect from a corrupt detective.

I would still recommend you exercise caution, just in case.

Drowning your sorrows?

Something like that...

My brother might be dead.

Niki? Do you have proof?

No proof, but�

what would you do if I told you what I know?

- This is dangerous; I'm not telling you a thing. - Sally!

- Excuse me. - What is it?

Mr. Ooka wants to see you.

This looks like a lynching.

No, I just have a few questions.

Apparently you took Mr. Kozuka to Tetsuo's bar, instead of to jail.

- He wasn't drunk enough to throw in jail. - So what did you do?

I'm the one asking questions here!

Go ahead.

I can't take it anymore.

How the hell did you know I took Kozuka to Tetsuo's bar?

Maybe it was just a happy coincidence.

You can't be that well-connected with the police!

You got lucky, so now you think you can complain.

But what would you have done if he had died?

Is that how the Ooka gang does business?

And another thing... if you make any mistakes in the future,

you better hope a cop doesn't get caught in the crossfire.

Even corrupt cops have their pride.

Police deaths won't be tolerated.

Do you understand?!

- Big trouble! - What is it?

Can I have a word with you?

What? Tetsu's at the Kiri Inn?

Mr. Ooka.

Excuse me.

- Tetsu is at the Kiri Inn. Yoshi is staking it out. - The Kiri Inn?

It's a geisha club I patronize.

Hi, it's me.

It's from the Kiri Inn. Hello? Hello?

I'm in trouble here. Come home as quickly as you can.

That's enough. Go hide in the corner.

How about a drink?

No, you seem to have your hands full.

The problem is solved.

Like two peas in a pod!

God, you're stinking drunk!

You're a weasel.

Sally!

I'm not done drinking yet... Leave me alone!

Let me see my brother.

Sure, I'll let you see him.

Really? Let's go right now.

You old weasel!

Hey, dirty cop! You're a heel. I want water!

Have a smoke.

You're kind of sweet for a cop.

I'll let you light it yourself.

I have no interest in making small talk with a stinko floozy!

- Let's get one at the bar. - Good idea.

The weasel and the fox!

Shibata said he'd be right over.

Kiri Inn

This is no place for a killing. Grab him and we'll take him some place quiet.

Tel: 5648 Sleep on the roof!

Hello!

Sleep. Sleep on the roof.

"Sleep of the roof"? I don't understand.

Sleep on the roof.

Sleep on the roof...

He saved my bacon again.

I told you before that I was only paying for three, even though there are four of you.

But there's the question of the money to clean up after you.

Was Fujioka with you the whole time?

You're doubting me? He didn't do anything.

There's an abandoned vehicle in front of the police station.

- Where do you think you're going? - Back to my apartment.

Stay here.

I can't go on like a chained dog here.

Don't you want to see your brother?

Yes, I do. When will you let me?

- I told you to wait� - Liar!

My brother's dead. I can tell by the look in your eyes.

You've been stringing me along this whole time.

Shut up!

Sally...

you know more than you need to about me.

Never forget that there's only one way you can leave me.

What happened to Sally?

She's not here. It must be her day off.

What do you need?

It's cold, could you start a fire?

Forget it. I was told to stay right here.

OK, I'll do it myself.

Aren't you Mr. Noguchi?

You got me confused with somebody else.

No, I'm Iwaimura from the Tokyo Daily News.

I remember you. That story last year, "Lords of the Backstreet."

I came to the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department asking all sorts of questions.

You may have forgotten me, but I remember you.

I'll say one thing, you sure had your ear to the ground when it came to mob violence.

Did you come here to break up the gangs too?

If you did, we're batting for the same team.

I wrote a local piece recently, "Bullet-riddled City of Mayhem."

I just dropped off my luggage at the Daikyo Hotel.

The Daikyo Hotel?

This is quite a coincidence!

Let's go to your room and talk.

- What? - I can't believe it!

Daikyo Hotel

Good evening.

Here's your key.

- Oh, I just remembered... - What is it?

There's something I have to take care of.

I'll be back soon, so please just wait in your room.

Room 31 - that's on the 3rd floor, I imagine. See you later.

Telephone Operator

Tonight? I can't. I have the graveyard shift...

What's wrong, Mari?

- You're the detective. Are you here to arrest me? - Sure.

Too bad; under the new constitution, you can only arrest people you've caught during the commission of a crime.

Actually, I have a favor to ask.

If you help me, I won't arrest you.

Really? Well, OK.

He said they met in Tokyo.

I don't like it one bit.

- He said the Daikyo Hotel? - Yes, I'm certain of it.

Figure out when Fujioka is going to be home and phone him discreetly to make sure.

Daikyo Hotel, how may I help you? Oh, it's you.

Mari, this is serious. I'm counting on you.

Hello, there's a call from the Tokyo headquarters.

I'll connect you.

Hello, this is Iwaimura.

Who is this?

- Hi, it's me. I've been looking all over the place for you. - Is this the desk?

You sound funny - did you catch cold or something?

Why aren't you working? You're carousing at nightclubs or something, aren't you?

Cut the wisecracks! What do you need?

Quit monkeying around and get back here.

But I just arrived a few hours ago!

Don't give me any lip. Get back here on the double.

- What in the devil is going on? - I can't say on the phone.

We're going to get scooped by another news service, so you can't just stay there and chase skirts!

I'll head back immediately.

Take me to the train station.

It's a little early for a picnic.

To each his own.

What's your connection to the guest at the Daikyo Hotel?

The operator, Mari, told us everything.

Why are you worried about him?

- Don't get cute! - You shitheel!

Where are you hiding Tetsu?

Have you made up your mind?

What?

Whether to end our relationship here or make it long term?

We could just sweat you until you tell us.

Try it and see.

I don't think that will be necessary.

We have eyes and ears everywhere. We'll find him.

But then what can we do with you?

You'll be killing the goose that lays the golden eggs.

You've got me, I'm playing my hand.

I missed your point.

Mr. Ooka, I believe you once said, "Now the only thing that counts is business."

Let's talk business.

How much do you want?

- One million yen, tax free. - One million yen?

I don't recommend you look for him yourself, just to save a few bucks.

Tetsuo has been quite a bit more trouble than you anticipated.

There's no quick fix.

But I know how to get at him.

Besides, if I get a little scratch, you might find me more cooperative in the future.

That sounded like a sales pitch, didn't it?

- Is this why you've been hiding him all this time? - Damn straight.

Once they think you're on the take, there's no second chance.

Also, last time I bungled the job right when the money was dangling in front of my face.

I don't want to mess it up again.

Sir, I've uncovered information about Mr. Noguchi's identity.

What?

I was checking personnel records on another matter,

and apparently someone saw Mr. Noguchi's file and became quite harried.

I found this in the record. This one was out on loan to a yellow journalist, so I was a bit relieved.

Should I contact the Kojin Police Department?

If it's not too late... but Noguchi might already be in the field.

Tetsuo is in a run down shack at the old quarry.

A shack, huh?

He's a cautious man.

He hides behind the bed opposite the entrance.

Get your hands off me - our business is finished.

You're sure about this?

Trust is the cornerstone of any business.

Call me if there are any problems.

You got it? On the other side of the bed.

Be careful; he won't go easy.

- Telegram. - Thanks.

What is that?

Tendo! Tendo!

- What is it? - Fujioka hoodwinked us.

That should take care of him.

Let's give him a little more, just in case.

Hey, morons!

What's wrong?

- I have something to ask you. - A question?

Mr. Ooka killed my brother some time ago.

Do you have proof?

This.

I secretly recorded it, just in case.

You're a weasel too!

- He clearly confessed to it? - Not directly.

Then it's no good.

But he locked me up in my room.

It doesn't matter. He can think of any number of excuses.

He has a suitcase full of pistols hidden in the room.

What?

Is this the bag?

What's it doing here?

There are no handguns in it.

You didn't notice this, did you?

Ooka was using me to transport the China white.

- Can you tell this to the police? - The police?

- Yes, come quickly. - Wait!

I won't go to the police.

Then what did you want to talk to me about?

I wanted you to get enough money from Ooka for me to open up a small place in Tokyo.

What about the man who killed your brother?

I can't bring him back.

Sally, you picked a good place to run to.

Just a second there...

Mr. Noguchi...

or should I say detective, "the gang breaker."

Pig!

That's probably how you got rid of Niki and Tetsuo's wife.

Yes, it is.

A woman who knows my secrets can only leave me with her toes pointed up.

Niki was like you...

He thought if he uncovered my secrets he could build his own powerbase.

But the nail that sticks out gets hammered flat.

That's what you wanted to know, isn't it?

- Tendo. - I understand.

Please escort me to the roof.

"With my professional reputation irreparably besmirched,

"my conscience forced to end my own life." I like it.

Come, come. No time to waste.

Jump, you fool.

I'll take that, as promised!

I paid you back in part.

How did you know I was in trouble?

It would have made sense if you had sent the police after me, but when you sold me out to Ooka,

I figured your back was against the wall.

It's good to have friends.

Friends? You have strange friends.

You ratted me out!

No, it wasn't me.

Mr. Noguchi, the Tokyo Metropolitan Police contacted us and explained everything.

- I need to borrow your car. - Where are you going?

To get an important witness.

They're going to kill her and make it look like a traffic accident.

Ooka!

Leave Ooka to the police.

It's a motorcycle cop.

Just keep quiet.

Where's the fire? You were going 20kph over the speed limit.

Look, buster, I'm driving a very important man: Mr. Ooka.

I didn't ask who was in the car, I'm interested in protecting the law. License and registration, please.

Help me!

Mow her down!

Get out of here!

Pull yourself together, Sally!

- Mr. Fujioka! - It's all right now.

He killed a policeman.

- What are you doing? - Murayama! Don't move!

One move and I blow his brains out.

I'll do what I have to kill Ooka myself.

- Give yourself up! - Don't move!

Ooka was caught murdering a policeman.

There's a witness named Sally.

Ooka's crimes are innumerable.

Now's the time to repair the violent image of the police.

All points bulletin: Murayama Tetsuo was spotted on Station Boulevard, heading toward Highway 3.

Mobilize all units! I want roadblocks up in a perimeter surrounding Ooka's house.

Dammit! I ain't got time for this!

Mr. Noguchi, what did you do with the check for �1 million that you received from Ooka?

- I left it in the entryway to his house. - The entryway?

I tossed it in a green vase he had there.

Car #3, Car #3, according to a report from the police box...

in front of the bicycle race track, the suspect's vehicle was spotted heading southeast on Old Highway Road.

They're heading for Kojin Bridge.

Shit, where is everyone?

Cool it - the police have set up roadblocks everywhere.

It's me. Is this the police chief?

No! No, goddammit! Give myself up?

Go to hell!

There he is.

Fujioka, get outta my way!

Hurry!

I'm going around back.

Hey!

- Give it up! - Not till I get what I came here for.

How many of those do you have anyway?

Mr. Shibata, please come here for a second.

How much of my pay is left? You're going to give me something, right?

Ooka... I'm not letting you go this time.

Move! I dare you to move a single inch.

Fujioka, son of a�

Put it down. The police will handle this.

Out of my way.

I'll shoot him right through you.

- You'll go to jail! - I don't care.

Murayama!

- Shoot! Kill him! - What are you doing?

Idiot!

It's just you and me.

Murayama!

Put down the gun and obey the law.

You're trying to tell me that the police will be sympathetic, but I don't want anything from them.

Stay back!

Stay back!

I will shoot you.

Put the gun down. I'm telling you as a friend.

- A friend? - Yes.

You've been a strange friend indeed.

Murayama...

You missed!

I never miss.

You don't have eyes in the back of your head.

He was going to... kill you.

Don't give up!

It's all right. I've repaid my debt to you in full.

It was a draw.

Don't look so sad...

I have no regrets.

You shot me.

Don't give up! You're going to be all right.

Come off it!

I have nothing to live for now.

I'm finally at peace.

At long last, I can join my wife.

I've got goose bumps.

What a stinking town; I didn't get a dime for my work.

We'll be in Tokyo soon.

I'm counting on you tonight.

Translated by scannon & kozue Timed by lordretsudo