All language subtitles for Red.Sun.1971.1080p.Bluray

RED SUN

Go on!

In 1860, Japan had opened
its doors to the rest of the world,

and its first ambassador
had come to Washington

after a long and dangerous sea voyage.

Ten years later, despite the new
San Francisco-Washington railway,

Ambassador Sakaguchi discovered that,
as well as the perils of the sea crossing,

there were other dangers to be faced
as he travelled through the Far West.

Help her down.
Didn't you hear me?

- Look at the engine, but don't get dirty.
- All right.

Why all the soldiers?
Must be somebody important in that car.

- Yes, sir. Ambassador from Japan.
- How interesting.

God almighty, just you look at that.

All aboard!

All aboard!

Hold it, Link.

Now just take off your belt one-handed.

- Since when you turn bounty hunter?
- Since the price went up on you.

- Looks like it worked.
- Yeah, he always was stupid.

- Now jump.
- What, me?

Scum.

- Filth.
- Goodbye, Sheriff.

Right on time.

I make this trip once a month.

If that wind don't blow up a duster,
we'll be in Santa Fe by noon.

If the ground don't crack open
and swallow us all up.

Do you mind?

Conductor...

Folks, me and my friends are gonna
put on a little Wild West show for you.

Some of you might have heard about it.
It's called a hold-up.

Don't get scared or do anything stupid
and you'll be all right.

Just relax.

Enjoy yourselves.

Sit down. Stay in your seats.

Help me! Somebody help me!

Don't anybody move.

Hey, there, get 'em off!

Get them damn mutton chops
off the track!

- Sergeant, clear the tracks.
- Yes, sir.

- Corporal, clear the tracks.
- Sergeant, I told you to do it.

Get the hell out of my way.

Hear what I said?

Get those sheep off the line!

- No comprendo.
- Don't you understand anything?

I understand, señor.

- It's an attack!
- All back on the train.

Break out those rifles.

Help!

All right!

Hey, wait for us!

Come on.

- Thank you.
- You're welcome.

Hold it! Stop it!

Now, folks,
before we come to the main attraction,

my assistants will take a collection,
just like in church.

I'm getting it off as fast as I can.

- All we need's a nervous dynamite man.
- Sorry, Link. I'll watch it.

OK, everybody out. Let's go.

Get out on the ground.
Hey, you, come on.

Jump down... Over here.

Open up in there.

That's enough.

All right, you have five seconds
to open that door.

Get a move on! Come on, Hunt.

Well, Hunt, for Gods sake!

Get back!

- You murdering bastards.
- Amen, brother.

- All right, blow it.
- Give me three sticks.

You two had better get out.

Ladies and gentlemen,
this is the end of the line.

There's your way back to where
the Army will protect you.

So would you please start walking?

NOW!

Four more for me.

- How did we do?
- About as expected.

- Four hundred thousand?
- Give or take a dollar.

Quite a haul for you, Link. One third.

- Not bad for Sabbath work.
- When do we divvy up?

- In San Lucas.
- Why not now? Then we can separate.

You're shaking like a tree full of owls.
What's the matter?

- A bad feeling.
- About what?

- Just bad.
- Don't worry. You'll get your cut.

- Link'll see to that.
- Ain't him I'm worried about.

- Meaning what?
- Meaning the both of you shut up.

Gauche, make sure
everything's all right outside.

Anything you say, General.

I wanna check out that private car.

I'm not worried about you.
Don't get that idea.

- It's Gauche.
- What about him?

I don't know.

That's your split. Take it and go.

Please, don't get sore.

Before you go, change your clothes.
Your pants are wet.

All right. You tally.

- Listen, we've got 30 guns out here.
- 31.

What you got can't be much.
Open the door.

- Maybe he don't speak English.
- I don't speak Japanese.

Pablo speaks Latin.
He used to be a priest.

To hell with it. Get Hunt.

We'll blow it up.

I am Sakaguchi of Bizen,

Ambassador to the United States
on authority from His Imperial Majesty,

the Emperor of Japan.

I caution you both,
I'm on my way to Washington.

My safe arrival
is guaranteed by your government.

Washington's quite a few hills away.
I'm coming in.

- Look out for these two.
- Samurai guards in my service.

If you want them
to remain in your service,

tell them to keep
their hands off those long knives.

Well, Ambassador,
I'll tell you how this works,

you being a foreigner in a strange land.

Me and my partner, here,
we look around,

take what we want.

You try to stop us, we kill you.

There's no need to be destructive,
the money is there.

Ambassador, you're a gentleman.
Enjoy your stay in our country.

- What do I do with these two?
- Well...

Unless you have some special use
for men dressed like women, let 'em go.

All right.

It's a gift to your president
from my Imperial Majesty, the Mikado.

Oh... Gold.

Real gold.

You tell your emperor, I thank him.

Jump...

...clear!

Well, that makes a good butcher's shop.

You!

- Are you shouting at me?
- I want to know your name.

- You're lucky I don't shoot you.
- I asked for your name.

In New Orleans, I've shot men
who didn't like cards I dealt them.

So why...?

If I tell you my name,
what good does it do you?

I intend to find you.
I intend to see you dead.

Until today, you've never seen
a man killed by one of these.

Gun, sword, we all die the same way.

The name is Gauche!

- They were like brothers.
- That's too bad.

The man who killed him
also tried to kill you.

Yeah, so it seems.

He stole from us
something very precious.

A gift to your president
from my Imperial Majesty.

- Too bad.
- It is a matter of honour it be returned.

You will lead my samurai to that man.

Nope. He'll want to kill Gauche on sight,
but I want that Frenchman alive.

At least until I get
my hands on that money.

That is between you and my samurai.
You will leave immediately.

Guess you didn't hear. I'm not draggin'
some greenhorn around the country.

Make no mistake,
Kuroda is no ordinary man.

I don't care what he is.

Look, Ambassador,

we don't have horses, Gauche has
a two-hour start and 20 mean guns.

- Even if I do catch up with him...
- Silence!

Each of these knots represents a day.

I have given him seven days
to recover the Mikado's sword.

In seven days, I will pass here again,
the same train.

Suppose he doesn't make it?

For the disgrace,
he will rip his abdomen.

Kill himself.

So will I.

We call it hara-kiri.

Well, that's something I'd like to see.

Might as well do it now,
I'm not taking him.

Then he will cut your head off.

That's something I wouldn't like to see.

Just testing.

Yes, sir.

Just what I had in mind.

You get around pretty good
in those skirts.

Yes, sir.

I'm gonna have to try something else.

Wait a minute, now.

These tracks are going
right around that long bend.

There's no other way out, so we can
save time by going over the top.

What the hell, just follow me.

Hell, let's rest.

I think I got it all figured. You see...

You're a gorilla.

And you're as ugly as a buzzard.

Not only that, I think you're
as dumb as a backward jackass.

Who is more dumb?

Me or the man who lets himself
get cheated by friend?

- Thought you didn't know the language.
- Did I say that?

No, but you never talked.

The jackass had nothing to say.

I think I liked it better the other way.

Move.

Hurry up!

Like I told you, there they are.

Hell, don't you ever eat?

With the stomach empty,
it would be a disgrace to feel hunger.

For you, maybe, yes.
Not me, I'm a pampered Westerner.

All right, we camp here.

There.

Well, now, the way I see it,

you're a man of honour. And so am I.

Anyhow, let's make a deal.

I promise I won't try to...

...escape.

And I'll cooperate all the way
in tracking down Gauche.

All I want is your word
that you won't kill him on sight.

Because I figure I need at least
a whole day to make him talk.

- You will not escape.
- Don't you bet on that.

- You've gotta sleep some time.
- I already did.

- Yeah, when?
- While walking.

I can believe that.

All I have to do is waltz around for seven
days and you'll belly-stick yourself.

Yes, after doing the same for you.

I can believe that, too.

Give me those.

- What?
- The boots.

That... That stinks.

Expect me to eat this?

It's not so bad.

Pretty good.

Goddamn mosquitoes! I can't sleep.
Mosquitoes all over this place! Damn!

Wrong... One mosquito.

No mosquito.

Come on, hurry.

They crossed down there
and there as well.

Many horses.

Means they're not going to San Lucas.

- We cross here, too.
- Down there?

It's your idea, so you go...

...first!

I had a dog
His name was Green

Never said much
But he was mighty keen

Shared my work...

Son of a bitch!

Damn!

Some day I'll catch you
without that hardware.

Some day!

You won't need to belly-stick yourself,
I'll catch you.

Well...

My luck's changin'.

Make a fist.

Can't you even make a fist?

Hell. You think I'm gonna hit a man
who can't even make a fist?

- You think you could do that again?
- Almost certainly.

Looks to me like you're getting tired.

I'll tell you what...

We'll call it a draw.

- Beautiful.
- Beautiful?

The horses.

Ah, yes.

Five...

...six...

...seven.

Gauche must have paid them off
and gone on.

- What does he say?
- Where's he hidden his daughters?

- He's not telling.
- Brave man.

Stupid man.

Come on.

Let's get ourselves some horses.

Wait. Wait.

Now, we're even.

Only, I'm a little more even than you.

All right, now.

This is a horse. This is the front...

...and this is the back.

This is where you sit.

To go this way, pull this way.
To go that way, pull that way.

To go straight ahead,
kick the horse and hang on.

Thank you.

Horse not so good.

I think you took the best one
for yourself.

Wait.

Hey, you!

Here.

Now where?

You've got a choice of three directions.

I go with you.

Not any more, you don't.

- I'm equipped.
- I cannot find the man alone.

- I must succeed.
- Kuroda, that's your problem.

I'm concerned about a fortune.
It's mine, I stole it.

The money means nothing.
This is life and death.

Seems the only thing
we have in common is Gauche.

But I'll bargain with you.

If you let him live until I find the gold,
you can trail along.

No, he killed Namuro.

He dies the first minute I see him.

Then suit yourself.

So...

Your word you'll let Gauche live.

- No!
- All right.

I'll drown you, you stubborn mule.
I'll hold you under until you bust.

Your word!

All right, you bastard...

Oh, hell...

Well...

If nothing else, I got myself a bath.

You sure are one unreasonable man.

All this hassle over a hunk of metal.

Hell, when I catch up with Gauche,
I could buy you another sword.

I can buy you 50 swords.

Samurai life is service.

Code of bushido says, be strong,

have courage,

sacrifice yourself for your master.

My father was samurai.

His father, his, his, his.

400 years. All died fighting.

There is great honour in my family.

Yeah, well...

These days, a lot of people
have peculiar ideas.

- There's no need to strain yourself.
- Man needs ideas to live by.

You can't spend ideas.

But now, all is changed.

Japan has had big wars between lords,

has become different country.

Soon, a great nation like yours.

Then, samurai life will finish.

All must give up sword,

become farmers, fishermen,

become nothing.

So I must succeed one last time.

My last service.

Well, it just might be.

You understand,

if I see you're gonna kill Gauche,
I've just gotta kill you.

I understand you must try.

A lot of Gauche's men, but no Gauche.

This does it. I'm not chasing tracks
with Comanches on the prowl.

- Comanches?
- Yeah.

- Where are we going?
- San Lucas.

You said he wouldn't go there.

Gauche will show up there
sooner or later.

- Why?
- The best of reasons.

Her name is Cristina.

- Good night, boys.
- Good night, John!

Ride home careful.
Don't fall off your horse, now!

I'll take it easy.

We'll wait a little.

That's very nice.
You're mighty generous.

Yeah.

- Thank you.
- Lovely to see you.

I sure like it here. Good night, señorita.

I'll be back real soon.
Real nice place you got here.

- Good night.
- Good night, and do come back.

Madre de Dios!

Buenas noches, Pepita.

- It's a long time from the well.
- I thought...

I know, I know.

Say hello to my friend, but very quietly.

Pepita, who's in the building?

Pogo, Carmelita,

Maria,

and a few new girls.

- Cristina?
- Yes.

- Is Gauche with her?
- He's not here.

- Has he been?
- Yes.

But ten days ago, with you.

What about Mace, Miguel, Hyatt...?

Nobody's been,
not even many customers.

Señor Link... My God! Buenas noches.

You can relax, Pogo.
He's friendly, but for now.

- But señor Link, you are killed.
- Who said?

- Everybody. The news is all over.
- And how was I killed?

Very bravely, señor Link.

100 soldiers chase you.
Bang, bang, you kill 10, 20...

- 50, maybe?
- Easily.

- Kill you because you run out of bullets.
- Sounds about right.

Pogo, come here.

You stay here, tonight.

If you try to run away,
to talk to the sheriff or anybody else,

he will cut off your ears.

- Comprende?
- Si, señor. I am your friend.

Yours too, Excelencia.

Make sure the windows
and doors are locked.

- Then bring some food.
- Si, señor, pronto.

Enjoy the hospitality of Hotel Maxime.

- Buenas noches, Maria.
- Buenas noches.

Carmelita, señoritas...

- Where is Cristina?
- Upstairs, in bed.

- Who with?
- Ever since Gauche, she hasn't seen...

True love. Like us, huh?

All right, anything you say.

- Cristina?
- Yes.

- Someone to see you.
- Who is it?

Can't you guess?

Thought you'd be happy to see me.

- What do you want?
- To be near you. What else?

- Gauche has style.
- Take your dirty hands off that.

Knows how to treat a lady.

Much younger than me, too.
Better looking, hell of a lot richer.

Can't imagine what you see in him.

When do you expect him?

When he gets here.

- And when's that?
- When he feels like it.

That shouldn't be
too long then, should it?

If you want to know, it's been ten days.
A long time for a man.

Cristina, because
of my fond memories of you

and because you have a fine
practical sense, I'll bargain with you.

You help me find where Gauche hid
the friends of this big golden eagle,

and I'll see you get a hefty share.

I don't know what you're talking about.

My mistake.

And you make plenty of them.

Yep. So it seems.

What are you doing?

You bastard, open the door!

Open the door!

Pepita! You dirty son of a bitch!

You lousy, broken-down gunfighter!

Stop that!

I'll get you.

Stop it, I tell you!

We came straight here.
Figured Gauche would show up.

- Tortillas?
- No.

Maria.

How long do we stay?

Depends on when old Gauche
gets the itch.

- I've got it right now.
- I'm gonna scratch it for you shortly.

Three days are gone.
I don't have much time.

Maybe you oughta
make the most of what you got.

This is pulque.

Smells like horse wet but it doesn't
taste bad. Drink it right down.

Tastes like horse wet too, I think.

Come on, Maria, give them some more.

Code of bushido very clear on that.

Man with big stomach
is man with small mind.

Is that so?

- You have one more.
- I intend to.

And one more. Maria.

What's the code of bushido
say about that?

Think you can handle it?

Come.

There you are. Enjoy yourself, señor.

And enjoy the hospitality
of the Hotel Maxime.

My name is Maria.
My father sold me here last month.

I'm sorry,
I'm not one of great experience.

- Besides, I am afraid.
- No.

First, you undress me.

Good night, girls.

- 'Night, madame.
- That's it for the night.

Might as well go home to my husband.

Hurry UP-

Wait a minute, wait a minute.

I want to take just a little peek.

You are very beautiful.

Your skin is almost
the same colour as mine. See?

- I think he's trying to tell me something.
- So was I.

All evening. Come on, get in there!

Like this?

Señor, do you want me to go or stay?

Do you always shoot
your bed partner in the morning?

It depends on how good she was.

Me?

- We'll let you live.
- Thanks.

Tell them to go back to their wives.

Go away, we're not open yet.

Come back later, fellows, it's too early.

We're not here for girls.
We want Cristina.

- Go fetch her, Pepe.
- Never mind, I'll get her.

Pogo, fix them some breakfast.

Sure, enjoy the hospitality
of Hotel Maxime.

You stay where you are.

Come on, Pepe.

When you think you've quite finished...

Here, take this. It's gonna be cold
going over those mountains.

What makes you think
I'm going anywhere with you?

- Who is it?
- Mace. Gauche sent me for you.

Look out, Link's here!

Get back!

Enjoy the hospitality of Hotel Maxime.

- Yes, nice people.
- Yeah.

- You ought to get Cristina ready.
- All right.

We'll be travelling soon.
Do you think you can handle her?

Drag her out by the hair...

Hyatt, the next one'll be in the middle.
Throw the gun out.

All right.

Tell Gauche, the gold and the sword
in exchange for that.

Let me go, you son of a bitch...!

- That's why you didn't finish me off.
- That's right.

Tell him tomorrow noon
at the old mission. Any messages?

Hear that? She says life won't be
worth living till she sees him again.

- Can you remember that?
- Yeah. I'll tell him to leave you for me.

You do that. Move out.

The mission, how far?

A day's ride over that snow.

You're a disgrace to your mothers,
who are pigs.

When Gauche has finished with you,
I pray he sends you to hell.

- Now, that's a very religious girl.
- You bastard.

You like this?

Makes me think of Japan.

- It must be very beautiful there.
- Yes, it is.

- This man Gauche.
- What about him?

What about him?

All I know, he was a gambler
in New Orleans.

He deals cards with his left hand,
shoots a gun with his left hand.

La Main Gauche, they call him.
As good a name as any.

But why do you want to kill him?

Not like that. Let me have it.

The Japanese, where did you find him?

On the train,
where someone killed his friend.

Guess who?

- Gauche will kill you, too.
- We'll see about that.

You know, if you'd been different to me,
if you had shown me a little respect...

You mean like the Frenchman?

He cares for me.
All you ever cared about is yourself.

Well, that makes you and me the same.

Cristina.

You're a whore, you've always been one.

You'll always be one.

You always did know how
to speak to a woman.

My offer holds. Help me with Gauche,
you'll get a fair share of the loot.

How much?

Enough to move away from San Lucas,
and let you live anywhere you want.

But don't you take too long
making up your mind.

Because I'm gonna
change mine pretty soon.

Give me my clothes!

First, I want your word of honour
that you won't kill Gauche on sight.

My clothes!

Your word.

Don't know what that's all about.
But it sounds like it's from the heart.

Well?

Give you five minutes with him.

Not enough.

One hour. I give you one full hour.

I need one full day.

I need the time
to make Gauche take me to the cash.

- I want to be sure it's there.
- No!

You suit yourself.

You're turning blue.

You'll be nothing but a clump of ice,
frozen into the landscape.

You'll never avenge your friend
or get your sword.

You're gonna end up in Japanese hell,
a disgrace to your ancestors.

You have my word.
I will not kill the man until you say.

Don't take it so hard.
I think you're one hell of a man.

I think you are one son of a bitch.

Hey, Link got away. I gotta tell Gauche.

Door.

Señor Gauche...

The old mission,
they'll be there tomorrow by noon.

- What happened to the others?
- Where's Mace? Where's Pepe?

Gauche, Link's still alive.

- That's too damn bad for him.
- He's got one of the Japanese with him.

- A real tough son of a bitch.
- Sure. But they all die the same way.

Look, I didn't want to have to tell you.

They got the girl.

- Who?
- Cristina.

Miss Cristina, I mean.

Hyatt, how are you
the only one that got away?

Yeah, tell us.

Lost your voice, huh?

- Hurry. Come on.
- OK, take it easy.

- The horses!
- Don't forget the sword.

Hey, Chingo, carry this goddamn sword.

The villagers had a choice:
run or fight. Looks like they ran.

From what?

Comanches.

They came over the mountain, too.

What are we going to do?

The Comanches have taken what they
wanted, so this place is safe as any.

If I remember right, you're a long way
from being a good cook.

- Get busy, anyhow.
- Why should I? You get busy.

You cook, you eat. I cook,
you get whipped and go to bed hungry.

The thing I like about you, Link,

the older you get,
the sweeter you get, too.

What about a little pulque?
Loosen you up a bit.

No, important day tomorrow.
I want to clear head.

That's what I'm about to do,
clear my head.

I will see to the horses.

I can't go back to Pepita's place.

I won't.

I need a chance in life.
I can't go on like this forever.

I guess you can't.

Doxies and gunmen. Always someone
new to come along and take our place.

All right, then.

I'll help you with Gauche.

I thought he cared for you,
gave you all sorts of respect?

But he's not you.

Nobody is.

I'll go along with you.

- Anywhere you want.
- Is that so?

All right.

Get your clothes off.

Now, I take off yours.

Leave Gauche for you?
You fool. You'll never get that money.

Don't move, I'll kill you.

I swear I'll kill you.

That's Cristina for you. Never know
which gun she's gonna reach for.

Shit.

You all right?

Yeah. No hurry,
she's headed in the right direction.

Cristina!

Cristina!

Come back!

Gauche!

- Gauche!
- Cristina!

Come back!

- We must move on.
- What? And leave her with those...?

- Bushido.
- All right, let's move.

Take your hands off me.
Leave me... Let me go.

Leave me!

I'll kill you!

No! Help!

No! Help!

That's wet rawhide.

While it's drying,
she'll slowly choke to death.

Look back!

Thanks!

No, that band is so tight,
you just might cut her throat.

You all right?

You cost us about two hours already.
Let's get out of here.

Oh, my God.

Comanches again?

Yeah, they get around.

So damn many tracks,
you can't tell who's come or gone.

Or who's hidden over there,
waiting for us to show.

- I go first.
- No.

I'll go with her.
Hang back till I call you in.

Sure wish you could use one of these.

No need.

Yes, there's a need.

Some day I'll teach you.

When your swords hanging in the White
House and I'm so rich it's disgusting.

If old Gauche is in there, you're gonna
find out how much he loves you.

Well, I guess we just wait.

What for?

Throw it, Link.

- You. What's your name?
- Kuroda Jubei.

Well, Kuroda,
looks like you've found me.

- Still intend to see me dead?
- It's possible.

Just because I'm the nervous type,
the knives, put them out of reach.

Check under his robe.

Madre mía. Look at this arsenal.

Gauche, they saved my life. I tried to
escape, but the Comanches caught me...

Oh, yeah?

Thanks, Link.

What can I do for you?

You can give my friend his sword,

tell me where the gold is hid,

and take a high dive in a low well.

Yeah. That's what I thought.

Hyatt wants you for himself.
You got a preference?

Please, you can't let him do it.

- Please, Gauche!
- Hyatt.

Link, you're coming with me.

- Give me sword.
- Gauche, he wants the sword!

What the heck?
Give him the goddamn thing.

Thank you.

Are you all right?

Don't worry.

I figure they'll either burn us out
or wait us out.

- What you do with your horses?
- Hidden in the cane break.

That wasn't very damn smart.

Won't do anybody any good
except the Comanches.

What do you suggest?

Gauche, I suggest you stay alive.

I don't care how you do it,
but you stay alive.

Unless, of course, you want to tell me
right now where you hid the gold?

Well...

When the time comes,
I'm gonna have to beat it out of you.

And that's all right, too.

- What do you think?
- Yeah.

Hey! Over here!

Come on!

Hyatt's dead. So's Chato.

The next thing they'll do
is set fire to this cane.

Think you could chop a fire break?

Yeah.

Get back.

Link!

Help!

Well, Link.

I'm still alive.

Let's get back to business.

Kill him!

No... No, Link,
you're not gonna shoot me.

If you kill me,
you'll never find the money.

I know you too well, Link.

$250,000, shared between you and me.

You don't throw away
that sort of money.

You're too clever for that.

Tell you what,

the money, you can have the lot,
the whole...

No, Gauche.

You keep it.

You bastard! You stupid bastard!

Like she says, stupid.

No need to do that.

You're wrong. Great need.

And the sword... All for nothing.

Wrong again. I'm gonna see
that sword gets safely back.

Not stupid... Mad.

You cross the border,

they catch you, hang you.

Listen. You believe that,
you're gonna believe anything.

You do this for me? You take it back?

Sure.

Hell, I ain't got nothin' else to do.

All right.

Here, I'll do it.

What?

So...

...everything is good.

Yeah, that's right.

You'll never find the money, Link.

I know you,

you'll keep on looking.

But it won't do you any good.

There is no one alive
who knows where Gauche hid it.

Except...

I heard him talking. I was with him
when he stopped to pick up something.

Something in small bags that clinked.

If you want, we could team up together.

Well, it's an idea.

- Take me with you?
- Sure.

Oh, good. That's wonderful.

But only as far as San Lucas.

Oh, you bastard!

Now, that's the Cristina
I'll always like to remember.

Whoa, easy.