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Where? |
Anywhere. |
What's the point? |
Not to be trapped. |
You underestimate the trap, Mary. |
One man. He must be good. |
Then go get him. |
That wouldn't be very sporting. |
Seven years work by the finest engraver. Mass produced, sequentially numbered. The best there has ever been, Mr. Conklin. |
I'm impressed. But let's use the short form. I'm looking for |
Kobo... I know. He killed two of my partners. One in New York, one at the printing plant. |
I took Kobo from the street. I gave him a home, a future... But my ways were too slow for him... I served seven years in prison for my boss when I was a young man. Kobo wouldn't serve seven minutes for his Oyabun. He was supposed to take over this syndicate when I retired. |
I want him. |
He'll be dealt with. |
Our associates in New York were close to closing a deal with us. |
The families who control the casinos? |
Yes. Unlike our syndicates, your criminals don't understand the words 'honor' and 'duty'... We can't afford not to deal with them. |
Imagine if your families could pay their gambling and drug debts with perfect counterfeit bought for cents on the dollar. |
The Feds would be onto you in a month. |
Not with these bills. And even if it only took them six months, do you know what our profit margin would be? |
Why tell me this? |
The other plate is currently in New York, in the hands of Kobo's man. Find it for me. |
You trust me? |
I'll pay you. |
With these? |
Swiss bank deposit. Gold bullion. Whatever you want. You know the city and the police. |
If I say no? |
You're smarter than Kobo. You know the price of deceit. Think about it. |
I don't have to. |
Good. |
He'll find out you took me. I'm unprotected. He'll kill us. All of us. You don't stand a chance. |
That wasn't our deal. |
You want him dead too. |
After a court convicts him. He belongs to me. |
You lost a man we wanted for some time. It was very incompetent on your part, officer. |
Incompetent is letting people waltz through a secure area wearing your uniforms, carrying official documents. |
I want a gun. |
It is not allowed. |
We're police officers. |
You're foreigners. |
Work with me. I want your best detective. |
Hey, inspector, I don't intend to take the rap for this. |
Do you know what this is? |
Could you fill me in? |
Why don't you ask your chief detective? |
Because I want you to tell me. |
The young are eating the old, something that usually doesn't happen here. |
Can we skip the poetry, inspector? |
What's this? |
Your visa has expired. Be on a plane in twentyfour hours or you will be deported. |
While you were hanging out at the visa office, we found the sonofa bitch. |
Look. |
Hey...! HEY, I'M TALKING TO YOU, INSPECTOR! |
Twentyfour hours, detective. |
Your plane leaves at six. Two officers will escort you. |
For God's sake, Ohashi, I need your help. Let me out of here! |
You had my help, detective. |
If anything happens to her while I'm here |
Do you know where she is, detective? Do you know how to find her? Even where to start? We will find them. |
I have to get to Sugai. |
Goodbye, officer. |
How big a package we talking about? |
This by this... |
Dope? |
Not in that company. |
The old man was a Japanese paper manufacturer. Hotel room and rental car were full of it. |
One guy do all the damage? |
Yeah. |
Thought you knew your way around dark alleys, detective. |
Doesn't speak a word of English. And he won't speak Japanese either. No papers. The Japanese embassy is very interested. |
Why? |
He's wanted in Japan. They want him first. Then we can have him. |
What? |
You and Charlie are taking the Jap home, tonight. |
What...? What if I say no? |
Check your gun before you leave. They're not allowed in Japan. It's a nice, safe country. |
Why me? |
They said send a detective if I could spare one. I can always spare you. |
It's not your job. |
He was my partner. |
They're blaming it on you. Christ, Conklin, you didn't even tell me you lost the prisoner! |
I planned on catching him, Captain. |
How? You don't know the place. You don't know the language. Get on the plane. |
He killed a police officer. |
Your plane's at nine a.m. Be on it. That's orders. Period. |
... Remember, counterfeiting is the Feds. They'll be all over Abolofia's place. Stick tight. You I.D. the other plate, he does real time. |
Right. |
Keep the change. |
I'm taking you back. |
Ugly... A couple of thousand years they've been bound by these little rules. Looking in. Always afraid. Ugly little lives... |
Save it, I already took the tour. |
You are a lucky man. Where you come from a man can stand out. It's expected. Here a man is made to look a fool for standing out. |
I like your friend, Joyce. You're lucky. |
Guess I'm on a roll. |
She's such a long way home for you. |
Time, I've got plenty of. |
This is my stop. |
I'm amused. |
Don't be. |
Sugai won't give it to me, you know that. |
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