All language subtitles for Black Rain (1989) 3.976 fps - 2 h 5 min 18 sec - Eng

- Hey, buddy. What's happening, babe?
- What's up, Nick?

- We've got a young fop here, man.
- Yeah?

Nice bike. Fast, huh?

- Yeah.
- Oh, yeah?

Wanna bet?

Ain't you got nothing better to do
with your Sundays?

Yeah, I got 50 on Nick, man.

What do you say?

Yeah, sure.
I'll take your Social Security.

Take him, Nick.

You're a real fucking wacko,
you know that, pal?

¦ Nicky, it's me. ¦

¦ The school called again. ¦

¦ We're another month behind. ¦
¦ That makes three. ¦

¦ I told them we'd send a check, okay? ¦

¦ Oh, I'm taking the kids to Mom's ¦
¦ on Saturday. ¦

¦ You could have them the next Saturday. ¦

¦ Listen, good luck today. Bye. ¦

¦ Hi. Nick Conklin? ¦
¦ Barney Yudell, attorney. ¦

¦ Do yourself a favor. ¦
Wear a jacket and tie today. ¦

¦ See you at 10:00. ¦

FarangSiam thanks you. Enjoy!

- Hey. How are you, pal, huh?
- Dad!

- Hi, Dad.
- Come here. Hi, buddy. Give me a kiss.

He got in trouble.
He called Sister Elizabeth a name

- and she heard.
- What did you call Elizabeth?

- An ugly goose.
- Ugly goose, huh?

I've heard you say
worse things than that.

Listen, honey, I want you to give
this money to Mommy, okay?

- Okay.
- I'm gonna see you in about two days.

- Have a good day at school.
- Okay.

- All right, pal, you hanging on tight?
- Yeah.

- You still want to go in the rain? Yeah?
- Yeah.

All right.

"Dale", Nicky. Okay?

Right here. Right here.

What do you see, baby?

Baby, I hope somebody's paying you
to wear that goddamn suit.

- Almost.
- Come on. Get on.

I don't want anybody seeing you
walk around like that.

- Take me for a ride?
- Let's go.

Look out, Nicky.

Got some new Bostonians.
85 bucks a pop, babe.

Let's hope they threw in some socks
with them.

Ladies of the '80s are going for shoes.

- Yeah? Where did you hear that?
- I read it in a magazine.

They say it's the second place
they're looking.

Listen, I was thinking.

I hear that when Internal Affairs
comes to see you,

it's not as bad
as when you go to see them.

I don't know.
I'll let you know when it's over.

- Here's the idea.
- Yeah?

You dazzle the bastards.
You go in uniform,

you show them your breast bars.

I'm serious. A detective like you,

you got commendations
up the ying-yang.

They should be naming a wing in Attica
after you.

Go ahead.

Hey, Farentino, you ugly mug!

Hey, Vincent. Off and on. Let's go.
Come on, huh?

Grab your dick
and count to infinity, babe.

Fuck you.

Where we meeting? Scalari's?
Lunch on me.

We'll see how it goes, babe.

What do you mean,
"We'll see how it goes"?

- We'll see how it goes.
- Conklin, if you don't show up,

you're going to be in real trouble,
Conklin, okay?

- 1 300. Do or die.
- You got it.

Hey, you watch your tail, cowboy.
All right?

Yeah.

- You guys ready?
- Yeah, baby.

You'll walk, Nick, if you tell the truth
and you keep your wits.

Run your mouth
and they'll screw you, man.

I got nothing to hide.

I hope not, for my sake.

- Conklin.
- Hey, Bobby. How you doing?

Hey, Nick.

- Hey, listen, good luck tonight.
- Thanks, babe.

- How's your lawyer?
- Hardly know him.

Let me tell you something, Nicky.

If these people get their way,

you'll get to know him real well.

Hell, you'll probably be sending
his kids through college.

« Well, you're...«

« It's quite an impressive record.«

« A regular hero.«

« Tell me about Monty Ronan.«

Good cop. He's... He's the kind of guy

you want backing you up
when the shit goes down.

- That's what you think?
- Yeah. Yeah, that's what I think.

- He's dirt and you know it.
- Oh, yeah?

Well, you worked the streets
with him, huh?

Hey, pal, we got 30 homicides a week,
you know.

Tell us about Patrick Donleavy.

All right, my client has no knowledge

of any malfeasance
on the part of that officer.

Your client's in a good position to know.

28 June, '88,
your unit arrested three suspects.

Cash was logged in
at $65,000 and change.

We have reason to believe
there was over $73,000

in the vehicle you impounded.

- Says who?
- There are sources.

Well, now we're listening to
the suspects instead of the cops, huh?

It depends on the cop.

I don't like heroes, Conklin.
They think the rules don't apply.

Hey, look, I try to do my job, okay?
It ain't easy out there.

And I'm clean.

Well, Detective, you have, what?
A couple of kids at St. John's,

house payments, alimony, apartment.

That's a king-sized nut.
I admire your thrift.

Well, life's a bitch.

We did the math, hero.

You're at least 1,000 a month
in the hole.

You're into the shylocks. You're taking.

Hey, you want to charge me, okay,
you charge me.

You want to jerk off,
you go back to your office.

We'll charge you.
Someone will help us out.

Nobody's got a softer center
than a dirty cop.

You want dirt, huh?
You go to City Hall, huh? Police Plaza.

I mean, the whole goddamn system's
falling apart

and you're busting my ass?

- Suits, man.
- Come on.

- You okay?
- Yeah.

Okay.

« How's the girls in Japan? »

What is the most important control
exercised by the sergeant

as a first-line supervisor?

- A, cost control, B, manpower...
- B, manpower control.

Manpower control, my ass.

What are we going here for,
sergeant or Supreme Court Justice?

If you want the braid, you gotta
know the stuff. How'd it go?

- How you doing, Joe?
- Good, good.

- Give me a Scotch, will you?
- Scotch?

That bad, huh?

They didn't know
whether to shit or go blind.

Thanks, Joe.

Joe, I think you'd better melt
a little cheese on that Scotch.

He's gonna be drinking his lunch.

To those gallant crime fighters,
Internal Affairs Division.

- Fuck them.
- Fuck them.

- You ought to think about that, pal.
- What's that? IAD?

Ambitious guy like you,
fast way to get to headquarters.

- You never know, babe.
- That's right. You never know.

- You see Abolofia on the way in?
- Yeah, I saw him.

He's importing Subarus now.

Wise guys gotta eat, too, you know.

Just my luck. I'm under investigation.
I'm having lunch with the mob.

Intelligence probably got
this place wired.

Yeah? Well, if you got a beef,

all you got to do is
talk into my left titty here.

Joe, what do you got for a special?

I got a special for you that's so hot,
it's probably illegal.

Look out!

« What's going on? »

Don't even think about it.

It's done, babe.

Excuse me.

What? What did you say? What?

Sit down. Sit down.

Relax. Relax.

It's all right. Let's eat.
Mind our business over here.

Just eat. Relax. Mind your business.

Joey, 911, babe. 911.

Police! Everybody down!

Police! Hold it there!

Hold it!

Get out of the way!

« What's going on? »

« Hey! »

Watch it!

Police! Get out of here!

Get the fuck out of there! All of you!

Police, guys.

Guy came through here, where'd he go?

There.

All right, get out of here, all of you!
Get out!

Out! Out! Out!

Go! Get out!

« Nicky? »

« Where are you, Nicky? »

Here, Charlie!

You see me? You okay?

You're getting up.

I got him. Up!

Okay. Here we go. Nice and easy.

Come on. Come on.

You little fuck. Come here!

Come here, you little shit.

All right. I got him.

Take him out of here. Get him out.

- Settle down, pal.
- Get him out of here.

Yeah, yeah, just a second.

We got him. Come on.

You Okay?

Japanese mob.

Well, our victims are certainly yakuza.

Yeah. The Bureau's sending down a guy
to find out

what the Jap mob and the mafia
were doing sharing a bottle of Chianti.

So that means nobody knows nothing.

Nobody knows dick.

What's that?
The paper the box was in?

Yeah.

The famous box.

I'm gonna go down the stairs
and give our little darling a talk.

I gotta make some calls.

¦ Mr. Terauchi, thank you for coming. ¦
¦ This is Mr. lzawa. ¦

¦ He's my interpreter ¦
¦ during this interrogation. ¦

Our boy doesn't speak any English.

He ain't talking
too much Japanese either.

Who's this guy?

It's the Japanese embassy.

They want him first.

My collar, my case.

Hey, Captain,

I got two clean homicides in there,
right?

I almost bought it.

Now, if they want him,
they can have him

after 20 years to life.

What's this?

Japanese embassy talks
to the State Department,

State to Police Plaza,
they to me and me to you.

Shit rolls downhill. What can I tell you?

They want somebody to take him back.
That's you and Vincent.

This is bullshit, man.

Do you want them
to keep hammering you, Nick, huh?

From what I hear,
you already went off in their faces,

which is exactly what they want.

Take a breather, Nicky. Relax.
Get a geisha. Do us both a favor.

Here.

You give that to Internal Affairs.

As long as they're going to be
in my apartment,

they can water the fucking plants.

I'll stand behind you 100%, Nick,

as long as you're right.

As long as you're right.

¦ May I ask him a few questions? ¦

¦ Fine, be my guest. ¦

So what do you think it's costing the city
to ship this asshole home, huh?

I don't know, but it ain't worth
the cost of the dirt to bury him.

- You know Ronan, right?
- Ronan?

- Yeah.
- Yeah, I know Ronan.

- Good cop.
- Yeah, he's a good cop.

He's a good cop.

- He is a good cop.
- All right.

Busts his ass 14 hours a day,

so he can end up in debt
for the rest of his life.

I look at this asshole here.

Man is wearing my house payments.

Listen, just because Ronan
was desperate and he got tempted

doesn't make him less wrong, Nick.

That's bullshit, okay.
You take something off the top

of some dealer you locked up,
you don't get crucified.

You wait till you get a family, pal.

Start there with the private schools,
the braces...

The man is just trying to get by.

What the fuck are you looking at?

« Madam, please fasten your seat belt. »

« Excuse me, sir.
Is your seat belt fastened? »

What happened, Nick?

I don't know, man. I think he got a...

He bit his lip or something.

Your seat belt tight, babe?

Here we go, babe.
We got the local heat.

You're looking for us.

Detective Sergeant Conklin, New York.

- Welcome to Japan, gentlemen.
- Thank you.

I am Inspector Nashida,
Osaka Prefectural Police.

This is my partner, Detective Vincent.

Hey, do you got some paperwork for us?

Oh, yes.

Would you sign here and here, please?

Thank you.

- This is all for you.
- Thanks.

- Key, please.
- He's got the key.

Here you go.

Thank you.

Come on, Nicky.

Off duty, Nicky. Off duty.

We're gonna be in and out of geishas
like a Times Square pickpocket.

I wanna go to sleep.

Remember, ladies, if you get bored,

- Hotel Meiji, Hotel Meiji.
- In your dreams.

Detective Conklin,

I am Inspector Yamato,
Osaka Prefectural Police.

Son of a bitch!

They were dressed as officers.

It was in Japanese.

All right?

Yeah.

Captain, look.
They were wearing the uniforms, okay?

They got the paperwork.
It's not like I'm giving them cab fare.

Definite maybe. Definite maybes.

Unseen. Definite no's.

Yeah, it ain't a hell of a lot of fun
over here either, all right.

Now, look, I went by the book, okay.

- There's just no way to verify the ID.
- Nicky.

- Maybe. I don't know.
- Nine definite maybes.

Chief, can I score some coffee? Coffee.

- Coffee.
- One?

- No, two.
- The paperwork's in Japanese.

What do you want me to do?
A strip search?

I'm sitting here two hours, Captain.

Hey! Hey!

Hey! Hey! How much more time?

No. We've got another no.

He does that one more time,
I'm gonna cut it off.

- Nothing, Cap.
- Nicky, look at this.

Unbelievable. Identical strangers.

All right, all right, okay.
But, listen, Captain,

this is still an NYPD collar, right?

Noodles? You're gonna hurt yourself.

Let me just salvage the situation.
I'll take care of it.

Now, what the hell
is that supposed to mean?

Why don't you tell the fucking IAD suits
to go kiss my ass.

Enough of this bullshit.

We on?

- Nicky?
- What?

Game time.

All right, we're on, we're on, Cap.
I'll call you later.

Action.

- Now, what did Ollie have to say?
- You don't wanna know, Charlie.

This is bullshit having to wait this long.

You're gonna be nice?

Yeah. I'm gonna be nice.
I'm gonna be nice, all right?

I just hope they've got a Nip
in this building

that speaks fucking English.

Assistant Inspector
Matsumoto Masahiro,

Criminal Investigation Section,
Osaka Prefectural Police.

And I do speak fucking English.

Would you ask the superintendent

were there any witnesses at the airport,
please?

The superintendent said it's possible.

Yeah, it's possible.
Manned space flight's possible.

"Manned space" what?

- Am I missing something here?
- Everything, kid.

He says he's tired from the flying.
Jet lag.

Can I get some coffee, please?
You want...

- Two coffees.
- Coffee it is.

We are wasting valuable time here, okay?

Now, if you tell us
who this Say to guy is,

what the meet was about in New York,

then maybe we can help you
with this airport thing.

Did you translate every word?
I want every word translated.

- You understand?
- Yes, I understand.

Because of your negligence,

a man we've wanted for a long time
has been lost.

You do not have to drink tea,
but you should apologize.

Our negligence, huh?

Did we let the people
carrying your documents,

wearing your uniforms,
waltz into a secure area?

Look, we'll take some
of the heat for this,

but we're not taking the rap.

- Rap?
- The...

- The bite, the fall. Come on, Charlie.
- Try blame.

Blame, blame, blame.

This document is an insurance policy.

The guy speaks English.

The police will find you a...

- Superintendent Ohashi...
- Hey, we are the police, Charlie.

You are foreigners,
nothing more than interested observers.

Go home, Detective.

You know, I'm about an uptown minute
of throwing you an international incident

that's gonna make your head spin.

Until you sign off on this dickhead,
his ass is mine.

So we either work on this thing together
or I'm going to the press,

I'm going to the embassy...
I'm gonna fire up such a shit storm

you're gonna wish
you never heard my name!

- All right, gentlemen. You can stay.
- Thank you.

By the way, you have to leave your guns.

Hey, Superintendent,
we are police officers.

You are civilians here.

It is illegal for you to carry a gun.

- That's bullshit. What are you...
- We understand.

Nicky, the gun.

- Happy?
- All your guns, gentlemen.

The wise guy.

All right, you assign us a cop
who speaks English,

knows his way around the streets
and can find his ass with two hands.

What?

He wants to say
he wants a tough motherfucker.

- Of course, Detective.
- Good.

- You will have one of our top officers.
- Thank you.

We're in good shape here.

Either that or
he's working on the dinner menu.

It's been a gas, chief. Sayonara.

Hey, where's our cop?

It is my honor.

Stay close, please, Detectives.

Can we take...
Can we take a look at him?

Just a moment.

Yes, please.

This is one of the phony cops
at the airport.

- Are you sure?
- Yes, I'm sure.

He's got no defensive wounds.

Nice, clean, right-handed cut.

And he's a fresh puppy.

Perpetrator could be wet.

Look at this.

Nice. Maybe he's got two fives for a ten.

Superintendent thanks you very much.
We should go.

Wait, wait. Wait a minute. Wait.

You wanna tell us what's going on?
I mean, fill us in.

- Sato doing his own guy or what?
- Please, don't interfere.

I've been ordered
to take you to your hotel.

I am not interfering.
This is what I do for a job.

What do I look like, chopped liver?

Nicky, we're gonna get more
from a quiet look around than a fight.

You are just observers.

I usually get kissed before I get fucked.

What did he say?

Foreplay. He likes a little foreplay.

- Detective!
- Mas, relax.

He's not gonna break anything
he can't pay for.

You gotta put peroxide on that.
That'll get rid of the bloodstain.

- What are you?
- Detective Sergeant Conklin,

Homicide, New York.

So, how'd you get that blood?

The girls wanna know if you're the guy
that lost Sato at the airport.

Just off the plane,
you make the evening news.

Very impressive.

Americans who are less than perfect,
it's very amusing to them.

Could I talk to you for a minute, please?

You still didn't tell me
how you got the blood.

The girl who found the body
was just a little bit upset.

So I put my arms around her.

- Wouldn't you?
- Yeah.

- You got a cigarette?
- Sure.

- Where you from? You from Boston?
- Chicago.

Where'd you learn
how to speak Japanese?

Chicago.

So, did you know the victim?

A couple guys came in here for a drink
and this is how it turned out.

How about the killer?
Did you see the killer leave?

Yeah, sure, and he wrote
his name and address down

on the back of my dress
and he asked me to give it to you.

Anything else?

What are you busting my ass for?

'Cause you could get me killed, Detective.

You see, there's a war going on here
and they don't take prisoners.

What are you talking about?

Between Sato and an old-time boss,
a guy named Sugai.

Who knows about this?

- Counting you and me?
- Yeah.

Eleven million.

Did that woman tell you anything,
Detective Conklin?

Why the hell
would she tell me anything?

I'm an observer.

You tell Ohashi I'll report to him
when he's ready to report to me.

I'm a police officer just like you,
Detective.

Bullshit. You're a suit.

Go tell Ohashi one good hand job
deserves another.

I don't understand.

Mas...

Hey, Charlie, get your map out,
will you, babe?

Find the directions to the hotel.

- Don't you want a ride?
- We'll walk.

What I want is a complete file on Sato,
all right?

A full report
on what the hell happened here tonight

and all other relevant information to
this case translated by 0900 tomorrow.

- You got that, Matsumoto?
- Very well.

Well, thank you.

Let's go, Charlie. Come on.

You'll have a long walk home.

Fine. If I get lost, we'll call a cop.

What?

I mean, I like the guy.
I mean, I don't know why they wouldn't

fill us in on a simple gang war,
but I like the guy.

So, what's happening, baby?

Tell me in four blocks,
we're walking 20 minutes here.

Now, wait a second,
Mr. We'll-Walk-Home-To-The-Hotel.

What do I look like?
I work at the fucking UN?

You got no idea
where the goddamn hotel is.

Mr. Conklin, is this an appropriate time
to ask you

what's going down with Oliver?

Yeah, some suits back home
think I cut a deal with Sato.

They're full of shit.

Hey, they're gonna believe
what they wanna believe.

Well, don't worry about it.
I'll back you up.

What the hell's going on here?

What?

What?

What's your problem?

I don't know, Nicky.

Something tells me
we should cut our losses

and let the locals handle it around here.

I can't go back without him, Charlie.

Sato Koji.

He started young and rose quickly,
from street enforcer to minor boss.

He controlled some of the docks
and some construction in Hawaii.

Okay. Victim last night
was one of Sayto's guys, right?

- Right.
- Sato's.

Sato, right.

And six hours earlier, he's suspected
of putting a hit on this guy...

Okada Genkuro, damascene maker.
An artist.

He's an engraver.

Forty-eight hours later,
he's snapping caps at Scalari's.

Masa, who's the monkey here
with Sato?

Sato.

Sato, Sayto.

Sugai Kunio, top < oyabun >.
[ leader of a Yakuza clan ]

Like your mafia bosses.

Construction, gambling, extortion.

What's Sugai doing with Sayto?

- I don't know.
- I don't believe...

Wait, wait. Mas, wait one second.

Look, even I know that Sayto
used to be the lieutenant for Sugai.

Now there's a war going on
between the two of them.

I mean, they're knocking each other off
left and right.

Oh, these goddamn suits, man.

Mas, what's with the SWATs out here?

Exercise.

Exercise?

- Training, perhaps.
- Come on, Mas.

You're gonna have
to start cutting us in here.

The thing is, Charlie, I can't figure out

what's in that box at Scalari's,
you know?

- This guy Sugai into drugs?
- No drugs.

- Steel. Liquor.
- Nicky.

Horses. He owns part of Club Miyako.

- Matsumoto.
- Yes.

What's going on outside?

They have a tip
about Sato's last hide-out.

- Oh, they have a tip.
- They got a tip.

- It's only a tip.
- It's only a tip, Nick.

I promise I will keep you informed, okay?

- You promise?
- Yes.

- That's good enough.
- All right.

You got that file on Sato's guy...

- Sekimitsu? Yes, sir.
- Sekimitsu. Yes.

Yeah. Good.

Police observers!

It's okay! It's okay!

Please. I need authorization.

No. It's only a tip, Mas.
It's only a tip. Come on.

Let's go! Let's all tip!

Training exercise.

- Observers!
- You got it.

- Observers!
- Okay, okay.

Isn't that the guy from the airport?

- That's one of the guys, right?
- Yeah, it's him.

Easy, Nicky.

Hi, sweetheart.

You remember me, don't you?

So where's your boss?

Nicky, what are you doing?

- I only wanna talk to the man...
- What are you doing?

...For five minutes.
That's all I wanna do.

It's not proper. It's not proper.
You're a foreigner.

This isn't New York.
We have rules here.

You have rules here, huh?
Hey, look, pal,

I've seen Sato's work, okay?
He ain't following your program.

- You must learn patience.
- Oh, fuck patience.

He was here.

I know it.

Gentlemen, we have to go.

We're observing, Mas. Just observing.

Can I take a quick look?

Charlie.

- You get something?
- Yeah, I got something.

We gotta share it with Mas.
He's in deep shit with his boss.

Okay.

You don't want to eat that shit, do you?

- Put it there.
- Hand me that stick.

Son of a bitch.

Always said you're the best.

- I owe you lunch, babe.
- Okay, babe.

Where's Mas?

Hey! Mas!

We got good news for you, babe.

What the fuck's his problem?

I will have no more to do with you.

Please get out.

Look, what are you talking about?
I know you took a little heat

for taking us on the raid...

Superintendent Ohashi is waiting for you.

We understand.
We're gonna square you with Ohashi, Mas.

Let us explain what happened.

You've dishonored me and our department.

You are a thief.

I saw you take the money.

You saw me take the money, huh?

You know what it's like trying
to get something done around here.

I've informed Ohashi of your crime.

He has spoken to your captain in New York.

We know the kind of man you are.

You dumb fuck!

You don't know one thing about me,
all right? Listen!

It's you and your self-righteous
bullshit, man,

it's gonna cost me my goddamn job.

Hey! Hey! I'm talking to you!

If you pull it, you better use it.

All right. Watch this, okay?

I only want to do this once.

All right. Look at this. Come here. Look.

See how the impression part
leaves the ashes?

It's because there wasn't
enough pressure.

It should be higher.

Now, this is good.
This is as good as it comes,

but this ain't money.

I don't know about the box at the club.

Could've been samples,
could've been plates,

but you guys got
a counterfeiting war going on.

And you, pal, should talk to your partner
before you go to the suits, okay?

So, fuck you very much.

We were gonna cut you in on the deal, Mas.

Don't say you never had a good time.

Don't say you never had a good time
with Charlie Vincent.

All right! < Kanpai >, guys!
[ Cheers ]

Where's that American girl?

You know, the American girl
that was here,

you know, the one that was here.
Is she around tonight? You know, the...

Mas!

Come here, baby.

Join us! Come on!

Oh, baby, what is it?
It's still moving in my mouth.

Good evening.

Matsumoto the Mountie, huh?

I haven't taken the silverware, babe,
all right?

So why don't you just go take a hike.

Come on, Nicky, what are you doing?
Mas, sit down. Join us.

Superintendent Ohashi
would like to see you in the morning.

Superintendent Ohashi
would like to see me.

Give me a break.

Mas, can you smoke
a little peace pipe here, guys?

Everybody was doing
the right thing, right?

We're all partners now.
Mas, please join us.

Relax and have a good time.
Please, sit down.

Come on, Mas.

Thank you.

Masahiro Matsumoto,
a famous detective!

Famous detective!

Conklin, I did my duty.

These are the men I work for.

Like I told you, pal,

you talk to your partners first
before you go to the suits.

- Okay?
- Come on, Nicky.

Perhaps you should think less of yourself
and more of your group.

Try to work like a Japanese.

Listen. I grew up with your soldiers.
You were wise then.

Now, music and movies
are all America is good for!

Right?

We make the machines.

We built the future.

We won the peace.

And if there was one of you guys

who had an original idea,
you'd be so tight

you couldn't even pull it out of your ass!

What the hell's going on here?
What are you guys?

You got to argue all the time?

- See you later.
- Come on, Nicky.

What is this?
A conspiracy to fuck up my evening?

What the hell's the problem here?

Mas, what are you doing?

This is good-time time, Mas. Okay?

You know, < kanpai > time?

- Up and down, huh?
- Up and down! In and out!

Okay, < kanpai >.

- Joyce.
- Can I talk to you, please?

Jesus.

All right, Chicago, look,
I need some help, all right?

My tit's in the ringer.
I don't speak the goddamn language.

So give me a couple minutes.

You see that woman down there?

You give her $50
and you go where she takes you.

Then I'll find you.

~ ♪ ...too much wine ♪ ~
~ ♪ That's amore ♪ ~

~ ♪ Bells will ring ting-a-ling-a-ling ♪ ~
~ ♪ ting-a-ling-a-ling ♪ ~

~ ♪ And you'll sing "Vita bella" ♪ ~

Hey, babe!

Can we get a little mercy here?

Some people are trying to eat.
Thank you very much.

You like this stuff, huh, Mas?

- Yes.
- Yes?

- "That's Amore".
- "That's Amore"!
[ Dean Martin - 1953 ]

I was a teenager when it was new.

And I was a teenager when it was old, Mas.

If you're gonna hang around
with the NYPD, Mas,

- there's one thing you gotta do for me.
- What?

You're gonna have
to lose the Kmart tie, babe.

It's a fire hazard.

I'm gonna give you a little gift,
straight from the Big Apple.

From Charlie Vincent to you.

- Thanks.
- It's my honor.

I like you.

Top-drawer, yes!

Top-drawer, yes. Top-drawer, no?

Hey, meatball! What are you doing?

If you can't hit the note,
throw your hat on it, babe.

- You could do better?
- I cannot tell a lie.

Yes, I could do better.

Then put it up or shut it up.

For you, from me.

Thank you.

Don't quit your day job.

That quick?

What you talkin' 'bout?

Hey!

Hey, "What'd I Say", babe!
[ Ray Charles - 1959 ]

Look at me, Mas.

~ ♪ See the girl with the red dress on ♪ ~

~ ♪ She can do the Birdland all night long. ♪ ~
~ ♪ Yeah. Yeah. ♪ ~

~ ♪ Hey... Hey... ♪ ~

~ ♪ What'd I say right now. ♪ ~

~ ♪ Tell me what'd I say. ♪ ~

- Ray Charles!
- Yes!

~ ♪ When you see me in misery ♪ ~

You and me!

~ ♪ Come on baby, see about me ♪ ~
~ ♪ Now yeah... ♪ ~

Detective, wait!

~ ♪ Hey hey, all right ♪ ~

Masahiro Matsumoto,
ladies and gentlemen!

~ ♪ What'd I say right now ♪ ~

~ ♪ What'd I say yeah ♪ ~

You and me, baby.

~ ♪ Hey (Hey) ♪ ~
~ ♪ Ho (Ho) ♪ ~

~ ♪ Hey (Hey) Ho (Ho) ♪ ~
~ ♪ Hey (Hey) Ho (Ho) ♪ ~

~ ♪ Baby it's all right ♪ ~
~ ♪ (Baby it's all right) ♪ ~

~ ♪ Baby it's all right now ♪ ~
~ ♪ (Baby it's all right now) ♪ ~

~ ♪ Shake that thing ♪ ~
~ ♪ (Baby shake that thing) ♪ ~

~ ♪ Make me feel so good ♪ ~
~ ♪ (Make me feel so good) ♪ ~

Masahiro Matsumoto,
ladies and gentlemen!

Osaka Prefectural Police Department!

If you're looking for Sato,

I can't help you.

He hasn't been here in over a year.

Who would he do regularly?

And what makes you think
I pay attention?

Honey, I think you'd recognize if one
of your customers had a different tie on.

He had a different girl every time

and I don't know
who he's doing regularly.

- If that's where you're heading.
- Is that Sugai,

- the one going at it with Sato?
- Right.

And the girl with sequins
had blood on her hands.

- You did your homework.
- All right. How do I get to him?

Look,

I've been living in this country
for seven years

and I still can't read the headlines.

Yes means no, maybe means never.

You didn't answer my question.
How do I get to him?

Let the police handle it.

- No one's gonna help a < gaijin >.
- < Gaijin >?

Yeah, a stranger,
a barbarian, a foreigner.

Me and you.

More you.

- Gotta go.
- Chicago, wait. Hold on.

You know, they got lights out there,
Wrigley Field now, you know?

Yeah. Mom told me.

Did She?

She say it's not stupid to be scared?

But you just can't stand still,

and sometimes
you got to choose a side.

I did.

I'm on my side.

« - All right, drinks cost $125.
- 125 bucks. »

« - How about the fish?
- 200 bucks. »

« 200 bucks! Holy shit! »

« How much do you think
it'd cost if it was cooked? »

« - Did you pay for it?
- No. »

« Assistant Inspector Masahiro Matsumoto »

« signed it over to
the Osaka Prefectural Police Department. »

« Best thing they've done for us
since we've been here. »

« We was owed. »

« You like this guy, huh? »

« - Mas?
- Yeah. »

« He's okay. »

« What the hell's this? »

Come on, baby.

I don't know, Charlie.
I can't figure this place out.

Come out, babe. You want to play?
You and me. Come on.

Come on. Right here.
Come on. Come on.

That's it. That's it. Come on. Right here.

Hey! Fuck!

- Good, Charlie.
- Fuck me.

- Good move, babe.
- Hey! Hey!

- Real good, Charlie.
- Okay, good. Come on.

Bring it back. We'll go again.

You, bring it back.

- Did you see that?
- Don't get fucking personal, all right?

- Hey, fuck you!
- Hey!

- Hey, Charlie.
- Fuck!

Hey, Charlie, come on,
it's only a goddamn coat!

He's got my fucking passport!

- Come here, you little fuck! Come here!
- Oh, Jesus Christ.

Come here, you fuck.
Come here! Come here!

Hey, Charlie! Charlie!

Charlie!

You little Shit!

Hey, Charlie!

Come here! Come here!

Fuck!

Oh!

Oh, you little shit!

Stay there, you little shit! Right there!

Stay right there!

Oh, you little shit!

Oh, oh, you fuck. All right.

Come on, babe! Let's go!

« Shit! »

« Come on! Come on! Come on! »

« Come on. »

« Come on! Who's first? »

« Come on! »

Charlie!

Get out of there, Charlie!

Get out of there! Get away!

Charlie!

Oh, Jesus Christ!

You fuck!

Charlie!

Get out of there!

Charlie!

You better come with me.

Come on.

He should have known better. He...

He was raised in the city and...

See, my job...

You kind of see things
the way they really are.

You don't have to see a person
whole one minute and...

He was 28 years old.

May I speak to Nick-San alone?

Sure.

I'm very sorry for your loss.

I thought maybe you should know.

I made all arrangements for Charlie.

Thank you.

I feel... I feel that

if I had been with you,

Charlie-San would...

It would not have happened.

I'm... very sorry.

Charlie's things...

We have a tradition.

When someone close to us dies,

we keep something personal of his.

Can we do this another time?

Please, Nick-San.

This is for you.

I can take anything I want?

Anything.

I wanna go back
to Sato's hide-out, okay?

Just you and me.

There's always something, Mas.

Always something.

Yeah.

He had himself a real nice party.

You feel safe?

Well, feel safe!

I'm here!

Let's get this thing...

Nick-San... there's nothing here.

We should go.

Masa.

Sequins!

Okay, here we go.

How can you be so sure?
It could be any girl's dress.

Sometimes you gotta forget your head
and grab your balls.

Balls?

- Balls.
- Balls.

Come on, hot dog.
You're going to lose her. Come on.

All right. Let's keep in touch.

- All right. Masa, Masa, come in.
- Roger.

I got her.
She's on the other side of the market.

I want you to bring the wheels around.

- Good?
- Oh, yeah. This is great. Yeah.

Pepper?

Oh, yeah. Thanks, yeah.

Oh, yeah?

Oh, yeah?

Yeah.

< Domo arigato. >
[ Thanks a lot ]

Big shot from New York, huh?

- Nick-San.
- Yeah?

There's something...

Maybe I should not ask.

What? What?
You can ask me anything you want, Masa.

What do you wanna know?

These disturbing things
I hear about you in New York.

A couple of guys
I used to work with in the department

took some money
from some drug dealers.

It's no big deal.

They stole?

They... They liberated funds.

Theft is theft. There is no gray area.

Hey, Masa,
New York is one big gray area, okay?

Did you take money?

Yeah, I took money.

I'm not proud of it, okay? You know, I...

I had a divorce, I got kids, bills...

Did Charlie-San know?

No.

He was a policeman, Nick.

If you steal,

you disgrace him

and yourself and me.

Thanks.

« Masa, rise and shine, babe. »

We got action.

She just went into the store over there.

There she goes.

Just a little morning walk.

- Is that her?
- Yeah.

She's getting a cab.

Mas, grab a taxi.

Taxi!

Wait a minute. Wait a minute.
Wait a minute.

That's the guy that set up Charlie.

That's the switch.

- Let's go.
- Okay.

< You each have one plate. >

< One for the front of the bill
and one for the back. >

< Sato, have you
brought the plate with you? >

< It is my only insurance. >

< If I had brought the plate,
I would be a dead man. >

Better get your cops.

< I sent one of the plates to America... >

< to prove the quality
of my engraver's work. >

< This traitor took it
from my representatives >

< and then murdered them. >

< Look at him! >

< He knows nothing of loyalty
and respect. >

< My men respect me, Sugai-San. >

< I want my own territory. >

< Your methods are crude
and disgraceful. >

< You liked my methods well enough >

< when they served you. Huh? >

< You must return the plate,
then we can discuss your future. >

< I want to be an Oyabun... >

< of equal standing to others... >

< and I want my own territory >

< far away from you. >

< Not one Oyabun in all Japan
would listen to such absurd demands. >

< How old are you, Sato? >

< Do you want to live a little longer? >

< Not as long as you, old man! >

Hold it!

Here I am, Nick!

Here!

Almost as near as
when you let Charlie die, huh?

He's getting away!

He's getting away!

- Jesus!
- I told you, no guns.

I thought we were working together,
god damn it!

He went right past you!

Right past you, he went! Jesus Christ!

Look! The guy's getting away!

Wait. What's going on?

We are going to put you on a plane.

Should you return, you'll be arrested.

¦ On behalf of Northwest Airlines, ¦

¦ I would like to welcome you on board. ¦

¦ We anticipate an on time departure ¦
¦ for this flight. ¦

< こんにちは. >
[ Kon'nichiwa : Hello ]

Huh...

< 松本正浩 >
Masahiro Matsumoto?

Thank you.

Hey, Masa.

Nick-San.

Excuse me... Shoes.

- Shoes.
- Oh.

It's not possible. You are gone.

You know me. I don't go quietly, Masa.

Thanks.

I need your help.

I'm sorry, but you should not have come.

You have done enough to him.

< 座る >
[ Take a seat ]

Please pardon my son.

He came to comfort me,

but all he does is show
his disappointment.

You never even told me
you had a son, Mas.

It doesn't matter.

I have been suspended, Nick-San.

I am no longer an assistant inspector.

Oh...

Jesus Christ.

- I'm sorry, man. I...
- No!

I knew what I was doing.

Well, it's not over yet.

We can get him, Mas, you and me.

I cannot help you.

- Nick-San, look at me.
- We can fix it, Mas.

You cannot fix everything.

I am not like you.

For a moment, I thought I could be.

You can, all right.
You didn't do anything wrong, okay?

- We kicked ass.
- It was for nothing.

- Oh, come on, Masa. Come...
- Nick-San.

I belong to a group.

They will not have me any more.

You're digging a hole for yourself, Mas.

Sometimes you got to go for it.

Get out.

Please.

Yeah. Joyce. I want to speak to...
Joyce. Joyce-San. Yeah.

Where's Sugai, Joyce?

Can I find him in the bar?

Here's your food. Here's some cash.

What about Sugai?

You wanna find Sugai,

this is where you'll find him.

He loves golf.
He's here three times a week.

You always try and get rid of me,

you know, yet you're...

You're always there.

I think sometime we're going to have
to try to figure that one out.

You said you wouldn't give me
any more trouble, remember?

Joyce.

I know you took a risk.

Good luck, Nick.

How you doing, pal?

I want to talk to your friend Mr. Sugai.

Ask him to give Sugai this.

What, are we going in there?

You should be somewhere
over the Pacific now, Conklin.

We should be rid of you.

Do you have any idea who I am?

Yeah, I know who you are.

No.

If you did,
you wouldn't have given me this.

Good stuff.

This is an old bill, a prototype.

The new ones will be
like everything we make...

Perfect.

Perfect, huh?

So, who's going to get the profits? You?

Or Sato?

See, I know he's got the other plate.

That means you've got nothing.

He might as well be an American.

His kind respect just one thing

money.

So what are you into it for? Love?

I was 10

when the B-29 came.

My family lived underground
for three days.

When we came up, the city was gone.

Then the heat brought rain,

black rain.

You made the rain black

and shoved your values down our throat.

We forgot who we were.

You created Sato
and the thousands like him.

I'm Paying you back.

Hey, you want the plate?
You get me close to him.

You have no part in this.

I promised the other oyabuns

there would be peace.

They don't have to know.

I'm bound by duty and honor.

If you had time,

I would explain what that means.

Sugai-San.

I am the solution to your problems.

I can take him out. Okay?

I'm nothing but a worthless gaiJin

and everybody knows
he killed my partner.

Yeah.

Right in front of you.

I'm not impressed.

You get me close, I'll hit the mark

and you're going to be clean.

Why should I trust you?

Because you got nothing to lose.

Four oyabuns will arrive here shortly

with their bodyguards.

Sato will also have a lieutenant.

But sometimes you have to go for it.

Thanks, pal.

This is not a farmer.

What?

This is one of Sato's men.

He's got his own double cross going on.

Wonder how many of these other guys
are his men.

- Okay, I'm going in.
- What?

I'm going in.
You cover the front, all right?

You can do it. Okay, Mas?
You can do it.

< Sato, sit here. >

< You must learn
to value our Yakuza code >

< over your individual desires. >

< If I am granted
the recognition I deserve... >

< my loyalty will set a new standard. >

< Where's the plate? >

< Where's the other plate? >

< In a safe place. >

< Sato. >

< First you must accept responsibility >

< for your past deeds... >

< by making amends
in the traditional manner. >

< If you refuse, there will be no truce! >

< はい >
[ Hai : Yes ]

< よく >
[ Yoku : Well ]

< 良い >
[ Yoi : Good ]

< Now come sit beside me.
We will toast our truce. >

< Take the cup. >

I got him!

Shit.

- Congratulations.
- Thank you.

- So you made the news again.
- Yeah.

You're a regular hero.

So, what did you decide?
Are you going to stay here?

I don't know.

A love-hate relationship
can last a very long time.

Yeah.

I want to thank you.

- For what?
- For choosing a side.

You're welcome.

- Hot pepper?
- No, thanks.

¦ ...Flight 159 for Tokyo ¦
¦ and Washington, D.C., ¦

¦ now boarding at Gate 4. ¦

Come on, don't give me that sad look.

You know, they never found the plates.

Not in the house, not in the road.

Well, some lucky bastard,
he's probably set for life.

I don't think I understand.

If you got the two plates
and you know the right people,

then all your problems are solved.

I mean, who's ever going to know?

¦ This is final boarding announcement ¦
¦ for Northwest... ¦

I'm getting good at this, huh?

¦ ...Flight 26, ¦
¦ service to Detroit and New York, ¦

¦ please proceed to Gate 5. ¦

I don't want you coming to the gate,
okay?

Why?

Because I know you. You're gonna...
You're going to get sentimental.

It's embarrassing.

Nick-San.

What did you get me? A bento box?

I can eat it on the airplane
instead of that American shit.

No. It's for your kids.

Thanks.

Oh, I got something here for you.

No, Nick-San.

Good friends do this.

You watch your tail, cowboy.

Nick-San!