All language subtitles for Time Trax s02e01 Return of the Yakuza Showdown

These are the journals of Darien
Lambert, Captain, Fugitive Retrieval

.D. 2193.

My captain was returning to Washington
when the assassination attempt began.

It began in the future.

A time machine called Trax.

Criminals who vanish.

And a lawman who must pursue.

into the past.

Now he is among us.

A special breed of man.

He has one weapon and a computer named
Selma. Good morning, Captain Lambert.

With her, he will travel through our
world, searching for fugitives from his

own, knowing he cannot go home until he
has found them all.

His name is Darian Lambert. And this is
his story.

Do you speak Japanese?

Yes.

Good.

Do you understand?

Who's going to win?

That's none of your business.

I don't care.

Yes, Captain.

The question is, why would a Yakuza hit
team target me?

You have had no connection with Japanese
organized crime in this century,

Captain. Therefore, the cause must lie
in your own time.

That's what I figured.

Hiroshi.

Gesundheit.

No. Setsu Hiroshi. The Tokyo Yakuza I
battled for over three years.

Visual projection mode. I want to see
the bastard again.

He was a son of a bitch. He had these
grandiose plans.

My records indicate that Hiroshi was the
hereditary Oyoban or leader of the

Tanaka clan.

That was just square one. He tried to
unite the major Yakuza clans into one

confederation. That would have made him
powerful enough to dictate terms to just

about anyone.

But you stopped him, Captain. Did I?

Check the rest of the file.

Daddy.

He escaped from prison.

Right. And now we know where he escaped
to.

Obviously, he knows I'm here.

He will try to kill you again.

Not if I get to him first.

Voice mode, Selma.

Check us on to the next non -stop.

The fugitive Hiroshi had knowledge of
the future.

A weapon he had already begun to use in
his rise to power. On the contrary, you

will be able to make a much better deal.

If this is so, our loyalty will surely
follow.

I'd be most gratified.

found Darren Lambert.

I... Tell me how he died.

Forgive me, your weapon.

I must report failure.

He lives?

Regrettably, yes.

You did not kill my mortal enemy.

The policeman who... You have hounded me
all my life.

You had no right to fail.

Lambert's not human, Oyabun.

His weapon, though, I saw with a blue
flash. I warned you about that. You did,

but there was nothing. No excuses.

As long as Lambert lives, I am in
danger.

You have failed, Oyabun.

And now must accept the compliment.

Visual mode, Selma.

It's always so crowded in here.

May I reduce my size?

Sure. I didn't know you could do that.

You look a little like Tinkerbell.

Really, Captain?

So, why'd you beep?

Captain, Tokyo is one of the largest
cities in the world.

Yes.

And organized crime is biased. Nature
layered in stealth and subterfuge.

right. So how are you planning on
finding Hiroshi?

I thought I'd look him up in the yellow
pages under Yakuza.

But, Captain, I've already cross
-checked all directories and accessible

databanks. Selma, I'm pulling your leg.

Pulling my leg?

It was a joke.

Oh, I still cannot grasp the human
concept of joking.

I'm supposed to respond by spasmodic
exhalations.

And an exaggerated smile, am I not?

It's called laughing.

I'll try.

Is that appropriate?

Well, it needs a little work, Tink.

So, how are you planning on finding
Hiroshi?

In the 22nd century, his clan had a
traditional meeting place, a nightclub

called the Blue Uni.

And I'm betting that tradition stretches
back 200 years.

Amazing song.

Looks just the same.

Hello.

So, Superboy, that end.

That,

my dear, is Captain Darien Lambert, the
policeman you have heard me speak of.

I want you to entertain him until he is
called to the phone.

Taki will do the rest.

This time, it's Crossley.

Are you aware, Captain, that the snails
you are eating are still alive?

Oh, thanks, Selma. I really needed that.

The Blue Uni provide companion.

You're a working girl?

Not as you know.

I am hosted.

Toshito.

They're in Lambert.

Perhaps you would like to dance?

Beautiful dancer.

Thank you.

Keep smiling.

It must appear as if we were flirting.

Beg your pardon?

You have been recognized, Captain
Lambert.

They say you will have a call.

And at the telephone booth, you will be
assassinated.

You know, you're very beautiful.

Thank you.

And it looks like I'm surrounded.

Yes.

And there's an exit in the ladies' room.

Why is it I always end up in the women's
job?

What? Nothing. So what do I do now?

The next move is mine.

You must appear as if I have displeased
you.

It's okay. I'm so sorry. It's okay.

It's all right. Who hired you as the
dancer? That's all. Captain, why would

a woman run the risk of warning you?

I don't know, Selma.

You have a telephone call, sir.

Where do I take it? Follow me, please.

That's what I got.

What is that?

Captain? Not now, Selma.

I think you should know we've just been
targeted by a missile.

Just what I needed.

Leave it to me.

has failed me again.

Get my car.

I've got to take care of the gaijin
myself.

You might as well go home.

Welcome to Japan, Robert -san.

Please, don't reach for your PPT.

Just where you'd expect to find a rat on
the docks.

You know, I'll never get used to your
indignation, Captain.

You've been pissed off since 2189.

That was the year you killed 17 innocent
people. Pissed off doesn't even come

close. You'd turn my stomach.

Yakuza ways to kill one's enemies, not
to insult them.

Why should I care about the traditions
of a bunch of pimps, drug dealers, and

murderers? Don't disparage our
traditions, Captain.

One of them makes a fair fight more
honorable than an execution.

A fair fight?

No weapons.

I want the pleasure of killing you with
my bare hands.

You accept?

This is just a continuation of our last
duel.

A night on the Ginza.

But... Try not to embarrass your
ancestors this time.

When there are no witnesses, honor goes
to the winner.

John, we've got to get you out of here.

You're some kind of geisha or guardian
angel.

Neither. I'm a cop.

Ah,

thank you, Captain.

It's good to get out of the box.

Where are we?

It sounds like 300 -pound woodpeckers
having a squabble.

Is this the real you?

I hope so.

I've had to be a bunch of different
people lately.

I think I'll miss the fortune cookie
accent. It was sort of charming.

Well, I lost that when I spent a year
training in Quantico, Virginia.

The FBI Academy?

Yeah. You know, you really should be up
here.

Well, I had to get up to thank you.

It was nothing.

Nothing?

You risked your life to save me.

Well, cops have to look out after each
other.

It goes with the job.

Are you the one who bandaged me up?

Well, I couldn't take you to the
hospital without lowering my cover.

Besides, Hiroshi would have found you.
And he doesn't like you alive.

We have to talk about him.

What is this place?

Oh, my father's dojo.

I've seen your kendo technique. He must
be a great teacher.

He's a great man.

Where did you go up against Hiroshi
before, anyway?

None of us knows where he comes from.

Let's just say I knew him in a former
life.

But what matters is Hiroshi today. Now,
how did he become Oyabun?

He has this uncanny knack for predicting
the future.

I don't know how, but it won him a lot
of respect, and he rose quickly.

He took over when the previous Oyabun
died mysteriously.

That's when he sent me in to keep tabs
on things.

Sounds like Hiroshi's M .O.

Now he plans on taking over the other
clans.

How did you know about that?

It's taken me months to get close enough
to find out about that.

It's always been his dream.

And he may achieve it.

There's going to be a meeting of the
Major Oryabun to vote on Confederation.

Well, I have to stop that.

Ah, first you heal, then we'll talk.

Look, I've got to get back to work.

No, no, no, you can't go back.

My cover's intact, Captain.

I won't let you go back.

And how are you going to stop me?

You're as weak as a kitten.

Look, it's my job.

Now, can you understand that, Mr.

Gaijin Cup?

Just be careful.

I will.

See you later, Captain.

Darien.

Darien.

I'm grateful for the protection of your
house.

You know, Darien, in the old days,
Daughters used to obey their

fathers.

Fathers didn't used to teach their
daughters martial arts.

You're quite right.

It's my fault.

I told her women could do anything men
could do.

But I also tried to teach traditional
values. Those lessons were less

successful. Perhaps she's creating new
traditions.

Traditions that will still be honored
hundreds of years from now.

And rebelled against, no doubt.

One day, a woman like Toshi will fight
for their rights to be housewife.

I'm grateful for your support, Shizuki
-san.

Your loyalty will not be forgotten.

Yes, what is it?

I wish it were otherwise, Oya -bun.

But none of our informants can locate
the gaijin.

I've been very patient with you, Taki.

That patience is running out. I know I
have failed you, Oya -bun.

But it is not entirely my fault.

Who's that?

Someone has been helping Lambert.

Someone within our clan.

A traitor.

Can you prove it?

Yes.

But I need a little time.

One day, I want results.

If you fail me this time, it won't be
your fingers you've atoned with.

Very good.

I have never seen such moves.

You remain sensei, Akira -san.

What's going on here?

You're going to open your wound.

Not so.

Daryan -san has remarkable powers of
healing.

Runs in the family.

Nonsense. Get your Oshiri over to the
dispensary now. I'm going to change her

bandage. You're going to let her talk to
me like that? I outrank her.

Not here you don't.

So are you still determined to go up
against Hiroshi?

Absolutely.

You realize you're talking suicide.

He's always surrounded by killers.

Do you remember the legend of the
Serpent's Army?

The great samurai, Washo, he cut off the
serpent's head, threw the armies into

total confusion.

Washo escaped.

So will I.

That's nothing but a fable.

Tell me where to find Hiroshi, and I'll
make it real.

Trust me on this, Toshi.

There's only one way.

The gathering is set for tomorrow.

Where?

Private rooms will be provided.

But just before the vote, tradition
dictates that each oibun meditate for an

hour. Perfect.

I go to Hiroshi's room. I have an hour
to get away before anyone knows he's

missing. All right.

Meet me at the loading dock and I'll let
you in.

Too risky.

Why don't you just tell me where he'll
be?

I won't know until I get there.

You can't do it without me.

So don't tell me how dangerous it is.

Well, you don't mind if I worry just a
little, do you?

Cops can't afford to worry.

They can if they care.

Gentlemen, the bickering between us only
demonstrates the differences that have

held us back.

Progress requires us to cast aside
ancient differences and join under

one unified command.

In that capacity, I am humbly willing to
serve.

You got this, man.

We heard the shooting.

What is it?

Lambert, you won't get away.

And I have the traitor.

Fate has provided us with a diversion.

Something appropriate to the
inauguration of our new confederation.

I'm now going to punish a traitor.

I could have forgiven you anything but
faithlessness.

is a double traitor.

Not only did she go over to the enemy,
but she is a woman who betrayed her

master.

Now, she will die.

It takes a brave man to cut down a
defenseless woman.

Woman, be silent.

And I will make this quick.

Would you dare threaten me if I held a
sword in my hands?

A challenge from a woman.

Ridiculous.

Then let every man make note that the
mighty Hiroshi is afraid

of a woman.

Bring her a sword.

Yes, this time I sort of made a deal.

Kill the Gaijin. Shoot him.

Bushido entitles me to the honor of
individual combat.

You are not one of us.

Your challenge means nothing.

This time we're both armed.

We'll die.

Exquisitely.

You're getting sloppy, Hiroshi.

You wouldn't have fallen for that feint
when we fought in Nagiri.

Someone should have taught you arrogance
interferes with concentration.

This is for the year I spent in prison.

I haven't been born yet. I won't be born
until 21, 15, 11.

He's your worst enemy.

Hear me, Yakuza.

This man claimed power of the future by
eliminating risk from all your

endeavors.

But without risk, there is no need for
courage.

No honor in victory.

You would be businessman, not samurai,
if you accepted Hiroshi's yoke.

Your ancestors in heaven would have wept
for you.

I have even greater power from the
future, but I do not wish to lead you.

And will you believe me if I show you
that power?

Watch me now as I honor your ancestors.

I will now depart.

Let no man who loves Bushido hinder me.

I'm sorry that I have to go.

Hey, I'm...

Not Madame Butterfly, you know.

I'm pretty tough.

Tough?

You're the strongest and bravest woman
I've ever known.

Take me.

Drop in sometime if you're in the
neighborhood.

You can count on it.

Time Tracks is a Gary Nardino production
in association with Warner Brothers

Television.