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Then take it from him.
Don't give him any more.
He gets as much as he wants.
Ich said you left.
There was a change in plans.
Dead gaiijin's are big news.
Gaiijin?
An outside person. A foreigner. A barbarian. You, me. More you.
I could use some help. Show me around. I'll pay you for your time.
I don't give tours.
You can count on the truth from people who don't like you.
You have a helluva way of asking for help.
You have a helluva way of answering.
Look, you need Ich. I've been here five years and I still can't read all the street signs.
Maybe I'm a quicker learner.
I don't think so.
She ever pull down her shades?
Sure, but then I just pull out the photos.
Don't be an ass.
He's on duty.
I paid for that.
You know where I can get a decent cup of coffee this time of night? I'm buying.
Somebody must be suffering somewhere, you're being so nice.
I need your help, Joyce.
Where's Ich?
Unavailable.
I've heard of Sugai. I've also heard of the emperor. They're both national treasures. One's a hood.
I need someone to translate for me.
My Japanese isn't that hot... Besides, you'll never get in.
It's my last shot. I have to be on a plane home tomorrow night.
And I'm supposed to care?
You could fake it.
You're wrong to sell Ich short.
He drinks.
He's got a reason.
Where's the wife?
You met her.
I'd invite you up but I know you'd hate the incense. I chant.
What do you chant?
'Nam oyo ranged kyo.' You think it's dumb of course.
Not if it works. I'll meet you at the train?
I don't remember saying yes.
I don't remember you saying no.
They want your autograph.
Who am I supposed to be?
This little guy thinks you're Robert Redford... the other one thinks you're Charles Bronson...
Tell them I'm not.
We're in?
The cheese...
You'll get Ich killed.
No one's keeping him here.
Bullshit, Nick. And don't tell me this is all just about Charlie. It's not.
Why would you care?
I still think you're a bastard.
What if I chant?
Wouldn't help. Watch out for Ich.
Can't make you change your mind?
Last time you asked me to come along I nearly got a hole in my head.
Might be different in New York.
Maybe. If I come visit, we can find out.
I'd like that.
Where do we start looking for this guy?
Where would you look for the mafia?
Where're you going, Ichiro?
The mayor's office, under the bed, the back room at Lombardi's. And call me Ich.
"Goodness, gracious, great balls of fire." To the killer. Jerry Lee Lewis.
Jerry Lee Lewis, Elvis, Dinky Doo And The Don't's. Let's book, Charlie. If he starts on Motown, we'll be here all night.
No, this is the place for the young Yakuza.
That's what you said in the last three piss pots.
... We got to keep looking. Track him down! Great balls of fire!
What's the problem here?
Nick!
Give us a break...
It's Ichiro. Ich.
Leave the rice cake outside and go home!
You know, Inspector, you take shit once, you take shit forever.
I don't deserve Ohashi's respect.
Why the hell not?
I don't, that's all.
What happened?
They made you leave your hotel... ... you caused a disturbance.
It may be too soon to talk about it. When someone we care for dies we... ... keep something of their's. A tie, a pen.
Why weren't you at the platform?
I couldn't keep up. My shame is complete.
You must leave?
Yeah...
I'll get him for you, Nick.
I've continued working on the case!
I can see that.
How'd you get this?
I stole them.
Know her?
We can ask someone I used to work with. A criminal. Someone I pay money to...
A snitch?
What's he saying?
He says they're very nice. He wants to know if you have anymore.
Nick, no one's seen Kobo in three days. He might not even be in Tokyo.
Only one way to find out... Get her up in the morning and put her to bed at night.
You said you could keep up with her! 'No problem, Nicksan.'
No. Don't say anything. Don't do anything, and for Christ's sake, don't apologize!