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Nick...
What'd I tell you?
There she is!
Did I say that?
You toler yes, tolerate me.
Are we getting married?
You're doing fine, Ich. Now drop it, okay?
Sure.
Nick...
If you're gonna give me a hard time, wait outside.
Work, lunch, groceries, laundry... Fabulous...
Four goddamn days. This is going nowhere...
Chikuwa, Hampen, Kobu, Konnayaku, Ganmodoki
Ichiro
Broiled fish paste cake, Kelp roll, soybean curd, devils tongue
Smells like Bayonne at low tide.
Yakuza.
Good. Very good...
She disappeared... shit!
You were too far behind.
You can't come in. They don't want
Gaiijin.
I'll check it out.
If I smell one drop of Scotch on your breath, my friend
You can trust me.
I'm not drunk...
We're through. I mean it. This is the end of the line, Matsumoto.
Nick
Shutup.
... A Godfather. His man was killed at the printing plant.
I want to yank Kobo.
Not without a small army, Nicklaus san.
Ich, my name is Nick. Not Nicklaus, not Nicklaussan, not Nicksan. Nick.
San is an honorable title.
Nick!
A few minutes faster, we might've nailed him.
Where does this Sugai live?
A resort city, Beppu.
I want to go talk to him.
What...? Why?
Because he knows how to get to our man.
He'll never speak to a Gaiijin.
I'll be a nice Gaiijin.
It's very small.
Big enough.
It's illegal, Nick.
It's a new deal. ... coming with me tomorrow?
Sugai's not going to be impressed with your gun, Nick. No. I won't put myself in danger for you anymore.
What's in the box?
For Sugai. Caviar, French cheese, ham... If you come to apologize for interrupting his meeting, Sugai may feel obligated to see you.
So I bring some cheese?
No...
Let's go. Him first.
Nick, you can't do this.
It's done. You don't have to come.
Grab the keys, Ich, and get inside.
No.
Not now, man, okay, not now. Work with me.
Start it.
I can't...
Just one, compadre... Kampai.
Kampai.
You did great, Ichiro.
I called Ohashi, he'll be waiting. I like him waiting.
I was ready to have your ass for taking off on me.
I followed them. An hour from the train station.
How many men?
I couldn't tell.
Joyce?
I don't know.
We need the plate to negotiate with.
Someone attacked him.
Now we've got nothing to negotiate with.
Thank you. You have one?
A wife. She left.
I'm sorry.
Me too.
What's that for?
Luck.
You know, Nick, we can't lose.
Why's that?
Because we're the biggest things to hit this town since Godzilla.
You all right?
Yes...
Call for help.
Louder, pal, louder.
Joyce, give the assistant Chief Inspector a drink, would you?
Think we'll get him, Nick?
We can't lose.
How can you be so sure?
Short shift?
Yeah... I came to save you. If you're hopeless, I'll pull the plug.
It's getting too cold even for me, Nick.
Connie...
All right, how's the new partner?
High spirits, desire, commitment.
You'll take care of that.
Give me a break, would you?
If you give me one.
Are you expecting anyone?