All language subtitles for [English] Taxi Driver 3 ep 2

(Taxi Driver 3)

(Episode 2)

Goodness. I told that
old fool to take it easy.

- Has she paid off her debt?
- Yes, sir. She's paid in full.

At least put some clothes on her.

Understood.

All right.

You're still alive?

How pathetic.

Must be tough, right?

She was stabbed with a wine opener.

On her upper body alone,
we found 29 stab wounds.

There are 29 wounds?

So she was murdered with a wine opener?

The cause of death was asphyxiation.

From the ligature marks here,

it appears she was strangled
with a pair of blue stockings.

The issue is how the body was displayed,

almost as if to make a statement.

Gosh, this is gruesome.

- Let me know if you find any leads.
- Will do.

Look at this.

Her fingerprints and
footprints have been erased,

so we can't confirm her identity yet.

But we think she's the woman...

who went missing in
Hong Kong two years ago.

Yes.

It's her.

Forensics suggest...

it doesn't seem like they
tried to hide anything.

They left her here on purpose.

Just like they're saying,

"Here she is, come get her."

Yes.

It's getting bolder.

More frequent too.

Go ahead.

What? They got hit?

(Taxi Driver 3)

(Closed, Authorized Personnel Only)

(Closed, Authorized Personnel Only)

- Get to work!
- Yes, sir!

- This job will take forever.
- Oh, great. Two more people.

Hey, get some coffee over here too.

Don't go playing
favorites with your buddies.

Here, sir.

Boss should be satisfied
with these sales numbers.

Profits from Korea and Hong
Kong are up from the last quarter.

Give them a bonus.

Hard work must be rewarded.

Understood, boss.

My apologies, sir. Some
guy suddenly started a brawl,

so we couldn't finish
selecting the security detail.

He's the one who caused
the scene at the gym.

The reason?

Apparently, someone spit on his shoes.

Tell your boss.

To buy me new shoes,

and when he does,

have him call me here.

Well, well. It seems we were at fault.

Buy him a new pair of
shoes and set up a meeting.

When you're wrong,

you apologize.

Understood.

They hold monthly fight clubs to recruit...

the people they need
for their organization.

But how did you figure that out?

It was on a whiteboard.

So that means we found a solid lead, right?

More like you've set the perfect bait.

Chief Choi.

Go straight through the intersection.

What? What's going on?

We're being followed.

What?

How do you want us to back you up?

I'm good. It's just one car.

You think it's those guys from the gym?

Guess I'll have to ask them in person.

You want to go for round two...

right here?

- Gosh! My bad, my bad.
- You're just too big.

I'm Detective Suzuki of the
Fukuoka Prefectural Police.

You're coming with us.

Come on.

(Fukuoka Prefectural Police Headquarters)

This makes no sense.

How does a Korean get his
hands on a Japanese taxi?

- It was given to me.
- Answer me in Japanese.

Other than a taxi company,

where else can you get a taxi?

Hey. You don't realize the
trouble you're in, do you?

Let me guess. You're
really, really mad at me?

- Why, you little punk!
- I'm so scared.

Hello?

Kim Do Gi?

That's right. He's here on a special
training program from our company.

Yes.

I'll fax it over to you.

Okay.

- Thank you for your help.
- Of course. It was no trouble.

It checks out. What he said is true.

He's also listed as an employee...

of a South Korean company
called Rainbow Taxi.

Who is this guy?

Shows up out of nowhere...

and ruins everything we've
been working on for months.

We should get him deported immediately.

What's that supposed to mean?

If, as you say,

he ruined our operation,

burned through our
funds, and wasted our time.

Then logically,

he might be the only option we have left.

What? How does that make any sense?

Lunchbox.

Excuse me.

Care for a cup of coffee?

I know a place.

Michael Chang.

Interpol Inspector.

You know Interpol, right?

He's the real deal.

First the police, and now Interpol.

Feels like I'm in some serious trouble.

We're making him feel worried.

Of course he'd feel that way.

Sorry if I offended you.

He says he's sorry.

Sure you are.

You understand English?

I get the feeling you've got
something specific you want to say.

What? You speak it fluently too?

Have you ever seen this game before?

Over the past three years,

more and more people
from Hong Kong, Taiwan,

and other parts of Asia have
gone missing after coming to Japan.

Hey, isn't that the gambling
game I Seo and I played?

And they all have a few things in common.

They all borrowed money from a
loan company called Neko Money,

failed to repay it,

came to Japan,

and then vanished.

And this gambling game...

is where they all began.

Are you serious?

So these jerks run the same
scam in other countries too.

Matsuda Keita.

Owns a loan company.

Also a key player in the crime
gang that's been rising in this region.

That gym you visited?

Matsuda uses it as a recruitment
hub for his organization.

And the opponent you knocked down?

He was actually one of
our undercover officers.

After a few tests,

he was set to be selected
as Matsuda's security today.

Why are you telling me all this?

Matsuda likes trained fighters.

Especially someone
exceptionally skilled in combat.

You'd be a great help.

And what makes you think I'd help you?

You show up in Japan,

walk into Matsuda's gym,

pick a fight,

and take down one of
our biggest guys easily.

And you're telling me
you're just a taxi driver?

Come on. Even you would
admit that sounds a little off.

I'm not going to ask who you really are...

or why you're trying
to get close to this guy.

As long as it benefits both of us,

that's all that matters.

Thanks for the drink.

The more I see him, the
more suspicious he looks.

A trilingual taxi driver?

Where in the world do
you find someone like that?

Right there.

What are you going to
do if this all goes south?

What about damage control?

Damage control is something
you do after things go wrong.

Let's think about it then.

Please, try some. Welcome.

Gosh, Driver Kim Do Gi is a
trouble magnet, even out here.

But is it really okay for us to
get involved in a police case?

It's not exactly ideal.

However, as things stand,

it's worth seeking common
ground that helps us both.

And I think it might
help us find I Seo too.

I agree.

Looks like I Seo is in with someone
far more dangerous than we thought.

First, meeting this
guy they call the boss...

- is the top priority.
- Exactly.

Hey!

We got a customer. See, Chief?
Told you we should've charged more.

I don't speak Japanese.

When did this place get here?

Should I go bring some customers here?

Welcome!

How about five dollars per head?

Welcome!

Are you messing with me?

Welcome.

Do you have any idea who I am?

I'm the man who served...

the original owner of this land.

The third-generation leader
of the Haneshima Clan,

Hoshino Masahisa.

When I walked down the street,

no one even dared to breathe.

Welcome.

If I so much as heard...

so much as a breath,

it was off with their heads!

That's the man I am.

He wants a cut for bringing
clients. Just tell him yes.

- Okay! Good. Okay.
- Okay. Five dollars per head.

Okay! Yes, okay!

Okay! You should've just
said so in the first place.

Let's make this work. All right.

What a long-winded way
to say he's shaking us down.

What was that? He just comes in
here acting like he owns the place.

He's probably just some washed-up yakuza.

Gosh, I guess our little
shop has a sales rep now.

Salesman? He's just a thug.

Someone's mad. Why?

Hello?

Right. Yes.

If the new shoes are ready,
it's time to go break them in.

Looks like I'll finally
meet this so-called boss.

We've been expecting you. This way, please.

Have a seat.

I'll apologize.

Formally.

So that's him? The boss?

My old shoes, indeed.

Now it's your turn.

You caused a disturbance on our turf.

So it's only right that you apologize.

- Ikuya.
- Yes, sir.

I've apologized your way.

So now, you will apologize my way.

It's only fair.

And how would you like me to apologize?

Leave one of your fingers behind,

and I'll accept your apology.

Don't like that idea?

If you're skilled enough, come and take it.

So you're the boss here?

I do want to apologize, though.

Do you accept a finger from someone else?

Please spare me, boss!

Boss!

Driver Kim Do Gi. They're
here sooner than we thought.

Time out.

Get out of the way unless
you want to be arrested too!

What? He already bolted?

And here I thought those
uninvited guests were for me.

Turns out they were here for you?

Since I owe you one, does
that mean I owe you a finger?

A killer from Korea.

I knew you weren't some
average Joes, but still.

You think you have something on me now?

You're not important
enough to have a weakness.

All the powerless punks
I've seen are just like you.

They are all bark and no bite.

- That's it. That's all I'm taking.
- Time out, time out.

- See? You're all talk.
- Hey, what did you just say?

Say it so I can understand!

- Blah, blah.
- Hey. Stop the car.

Stop the car.

Stop the car!

That's right, don't stop.

- Stop.
- Yes, sir.

- Don't stop.
- Stop!

Darn it.

I was about to make you...

get me some water.
Guess there's no need now.

Did he hit his head or something?

You've got a decent punch.
Though you're still no match for me.

You want another round?

You got nowhere to go?
Why don't you work for me?

What, so you can cut
off my finger? I'll pass.

Forget the finger.

Work for me.

No.

Thanks for the water.

Hey. Work for me.

Welcome!

Thank you.

This is tough. Really tough.

Something is actually hard for you, Go Eun?

I've hacked into every company
Matsuda supposedly runs,

but it looks like all the
important data is analog.

This whole network is just a shell.

And there's not one clue about I Seo.

Am I missing a server?

It's like you said, Go Eun.
It won't be on a server.

He doesn't seem like the type
to trust even his own people.

The key data is probably somewhere
he keeps from his own people.

Criminal groups usually
operate as a cell network,

but this Matsuda fellow doesn't
seem to trust his own cells.

On the bright side, that means
we only have one person to handle.

Looks like you'll have to
meet with him more often.

- Hey!
- It's hot.

For crying out loud. He's here again?

Does he have to show up
almost every single day?

The guy I sent earlier was here, right?

Welcome.

The fee. Five dollars.

Darn it.

What's this?

I said five dollars.

Wait. If a customer pays 10
dollars and ingredients cost 5 dollars,

and your fee is five dollars, how
are we meant to make a living?

- See? Five dollars won't work!
- What was that?

I'm the man who served
the original owner of this land.

The third-generation leader
of the Haneshima Clan,

Hoshino Masahisa.

How dare you?

You dare speak to me like that!

Give it to him and get rid of him
before he starts on his glory days.

No, no. This is completely unfair.

I've heard that story so many
times. My ears are bleeding.

That's more like it.

Hey, wait! My one dollar! You
have to give me my change! Hey!

Just let it go. Don't pick a fight.

On my way here, I saw many
guys like him on the main street...

That guy comes here often.

He can't get a job,

let alone a credit card. Even
his bank accounts are frozen.

It's like he's living in
the past, not the present.

Hey, you piece of trash!

What are you doing hanging around here?

What, feeling nostalgic for your old turf?

Actually, I can't hear you.

Here! Go hole up in a
temple and die already.

Old geezer!

Sorry. That sounds good.

Oh, you're playing dumb?

Aren't those the guys who
were in front of the gym?

You're not waiting for me
to get you one, are you?

Funds from the foreign branches
have started moving rapidly.

That means Matsuda is planning something.

We don't have time.

We need to come up with a plan.

A plan?

You have something in your mind?

We need to get inside them.

I was thinking of getting some food.

Food?

But to eat,

I'll need that guy's help.

What are you looking at?

How many units did they
say are coming in today?

Four from the Far East.

Eight from Central, plus two
others. We're expecting ten in total.

So that's 14 in total.

A toast, everyone?

- Cheers.
- Cheers.

As always, I appreciate all your hard work.

It's for you, Matsuda. Of
course we'll do our best.

And another thing.

Don't mistake me for a fool.

I'm not sure what you mean.

All that cash you've been pocketing...

Don't think for a second I didn't know.

You backstabbing traitor.

What kind of driving is that?

Who do you think you are?

You interested in finding out who I am?

If you're that curious,

why don't we discuss it over tea?

Hey, this isn't what you promised!

What are you staring at?

What are you staring at?

Go mind your business!

Who is it?

Can you even make a living doing that?

A man needs to make a living.

So move your car.

Hey!

Nice work.

Nice work?

Is this really the right
way to handle this?

Because it feels like
he's just messing with us,

rather than helping us.

Leave me out of that "us."

I haven't even eaten all day.

- This is delicious.
- It's tasty.

I told you. It's my treat.

You got it last time, so it's my turn.

If you insist. I'll be
sure to eat a lot, then.

Sure. Eat up.

Just don't have more than three.

I haven't had many fares
today, so I'm a bit short on cash.

What's that, no money?

Hey, you.

Look, it can't be helped. It's
on the house. We're closing up!

- What?
- Hey, I said we're closing!

For over ten years,

I did every kind of dirty job imaginable.

While we were taking down a rival crew,

my guys, who were like brothers to me,

betrayed me and my boss.

I lost my crew and my boss,

but I made sure every one of them paid.

Backstabbers like them...

They don't deserve to live.

Even these shoes...

They were the last gift
my boss ever gave me.

Quit driving a taxi and come work for me.

Don't worry about rival crews.
I wiped them all out long ago.

I'll pay you ten times what
you make as a taxi driver.

I'm not interested.

What will it take for you to join my crew?

I don't serve two bosses.

You're a stubborn one.

But...

I could do some freelance work.

Especially if it involves
getting my hands dirty.

Because that's what I'm good at.

We're Invisible, so for big
jobs, we use disposable people.

That's why we use freelancers.

So... You into young women?

Young women?

I have many undocumented
girls you can treat like slaves.

Want one as a gift?

Is he seriously...

talking about the people they kidnapped?

A gift? Those murdering jerks.

What? You don't want one?

Any man who'd gratefully
accept a woman as a gift,

he's the first one you should get rid of.

That's the kind of person...

you can never trust.

You even turn me down in style.

I get paid in cash.

Done.

Hey, hey, over here.

Okay, okay. Excuse us! Yes.

- All right! Hey!
- Okay.

Okay. That's good. Looks good.

Hey, freelancer.

While the deal's going down,
you all watch the perimeter.

When we're done, you pull
out. You've got the back door.

And if anyone crashes the party,

I just crush them, right?

The less you have to do, the
smoother everything's going.

Do your job well.

Yes, it's a beautiful night, isn't it?

Not that we can see anything in the dark.

Shall we get right to it?

She's 168cm, size 2.

This lovely lady is from Russia.

So when they talked about
auctioning off "merchandise,"

they were talking about these people.

What? Those sons of guns.

She's Russian, everyone. Take a good look.

If you'd like to bid, please
turn on your laser pointers.

Is that all, everyone?

You can't pass this one
up. Look at this smooth skin,

Don't you want a taste?

She's cute.

Chief Park and Chief Choi.

I'm going to need some backup.

We're already geared up and ready.

I'm ready too.

No... What are we going to do?

No, stop!

She's my younger sister.

- What is she saying? Come here.
- She's my sister!

- I won't! I'm staying with her!
- Let go!

Welcome, you jerks.

It's okay. Don't cry.

You're all going home. Don't worry.

This way. Go on, head that way.

Yes?

Smoke?

What do you mean, smoke?

Got it. I'm on my way.

Be careful.

Watch out.

It's okay.

- Is that all of them?
- Yes.

Let's go.

Who on earth are those jerks?

Yes.

Get them all.

That was the perfect
chance to take them all down.

That could have been critical evidence.

Why didn't you tell me sooner?

You're only interested in arresting them,

aren't you?

What?

If you had moved in,

they would have cut
their losses, disappeared,

and taken all the
unfound victims with them.

I thought we were on the same side.

Are we not?

If our interests align,

then sure, we're on the same side.

That jerk is definitely hiding something.

- What?
- He could be playing both sides.

He could just as easily team up with them,

as he did with us.

We need to keep an eye on him.

If they took I Seo the same
way they did at the port,

how would we ever find her?

And there's only one person
who would know, isn't there?

The man who doesn't even trust his own men.

Matsuda Keita.

We have to get inside
his base, no matter what.

Driver Kim, you'll be okay, right?

He won't take this lying down.

This all happened after I
joined, so I'll be his first suspect.

- Brought you a guest.
- He's back.

I'm sick of this old Yakuza geezer.

I'll need you to have my
back this time, Mr. Jang.

Me? Have your back?

Of course I will. Just tell me what to do.

Bring them here!

You too, darn it!

On your feet!

Regarding yesterday's incident,

the only thing that's different
about our organization...

is the presence of you part-timers.

I don't know anything.

Then you'll die knowing nothing.

What about you? Do you
have a guilty conscience?

I'm just a part-timer!
Help me! Please, help me!

The truth...

I have a feeling the
truth is pointless here.

- The truth?
- Right now, you're not...

interested in finding the traitor.

And why would I be?

If I kill all of them, the
traitor will die with them.

Coward.

You've never trusted
anyone in your life. Not once.

You just kill everyone
before you have to trust them.

That's because you're
terrified of being betrayed.

You should answer this.

I hope you enjoyed the little
gift I sent to the port yesterday.

Did you really think our clan
would just stand by and do nothing?

Who are you?

I am...

the original owner of this
land you're standing on.

The third-generation head
of the Haneshima Clan,

Hoshino Masahisa!

Who did you say you were again?

Yesterday was just a warning.

Next time, we're coming for your lives.

You've got a lot of nerve for
some washed-up old geezer.

I dare you to say that to my face!

Come find me anytime you
want. I'll say it to your face all day.

- Just kill them all.
- Yes, sir!

- Yes, sir!
- I'm going with you!

I'm dying to know...

who it was that set me up.

Darn it. Nothing's gone right lately.

My goodness.

You didn't use to be like this.

I can't take this anymore.

- Hey, you have to piss again?
- Come on, move it.

You drink way too much.

Let's go!

The Haneshima Clan.

So you were all still alive?

You don't even have a
proper office anymore.

Just this miserable dump.

And you call this your office?

You arrogant little punk.

I won't stand for any more of your insults!

And what are you going
to do about it, you old man?

Then I'll just have to crush you all.

You've got it all wrong.

Your time was over a long time ago.

So just wait quietly to fade into nothing.

Back in the day,

when I walked these streets,

no one would even dare to breathe.

The moment I heard a peep,

they were as good as dead.

All you geezers can do is
talk about the good old days.

Living as beggars,

you jerks will die on the
street and become dog food.

Hey. Tell you what.
I'll give you something.

Here, take it.

What? It's got a hole in it.

Bring it on!

- Boss!
- Boss!

Blood...

We performed the ritual of brotherhood...

and pledged our loyalty.

With that much blood,
he's not going to make it.

To go this far for someone so pathetic...

I am a yakuza!

I hate nothing more than
someone who attacks from behind.

By the way...

You've been wearing those
same shoes, haven't you?

Don't worry about what
happened. This isn't my first kill.

What's one more?

I owe you one. The least
I can do is pay you back.

There's no need. I just
did what I had to do.

So you're the kind of jerk who
loves stabbing people in the back?

- Get off me.
- I've been stabbed.

I told you to stop
messing around with that.

It was really convincing, though.

So, how's it going?

- I feel like I'm getting close.
- Okay.

Boss! I'm heading out.

- Sir.
- Sir.

Sit.

So, what do you think?

It's nice. I like it.

What was your boss like?

He always believed in me.

I figured as much.

Is that what you wanted to know?

You know, up until now, I've
never truly trusted anyone.

No matter how much I stuck to the code,

I'm always the one who's betrayed.

That's why I have to be the one...

to betray first.

Sometimes, when I
find a great place to eat,

I'll take a picture of my food.

But then, after I've taken it,

I realize I don't have
anyone to send it to.

Food pictures are important.

Can I send them to you?

Not as my subordinate,
Let's be family. You and me.

Family...

No, I mean like sworn brothers.

We'll exchange cups at the altar.

You win.

All right.

I'll set you up with a
position you deserve.

So I guess the casual talk...

is over now, right?

Boss.

What the hell are you up to?

That's what I want to ask you.

What's with all the
following and taking pictures?

So you finally decided
to side with criminals?

You always assume whatever suits you best.

Matsuda is even throwing me a
grand welcome ceremony tonight.

How many guys can I put in immediately?

Wait a second.

I wish I could at least have a
hamburger steak this weekend.

For that, I just need another five bucks.

I've sent out all the invitations.

Living as beggars,

you jerks will die on the
street and become dog food.

Hey. Tell you what.
I'll give you something.

Go hole up in a temple and die already.

Give me a break!

You piece of trash!

What are you doing hanging around here?

What, feeling nostalgic for your old turf?

Your time was over a long time ago.

So just wait quietly to fade into nothing.

I am a yakuza!

By drinking from this cup, you
will seal your oath as brothers.

Should I let you in on a little secret?

That first time I told
you to come work for me,

if you had actually agreed,

I probably would've killed
you right then and there.

It's still not too late.

Boss! You need to leave!

Who on earth are you
guys? Hey, what's going on?

You can't just barge in here! Hey!

Hey, what's with all these old geezers?

We are...

all going to die here today.

We're yakuza!

- We're yakuza!
- We're yakuza!

We're the real Yakuza!

Charge!

Hurry! We need to leave!

Let's go.

What's with these old geezers?

Gone again.

Seriously, when did Driver Kim
Do Gi even come up with this?

Kill with a borrowed sword.

Put your enemies against each
other to easily get what you want.

That their hope to be gangsters
would be stronger than we thought.

- That's what Do Gi figured.
- But wait, where's Mr. Kim Do Gi?

Where do you think?

He's making a run for it with the boss.

Where on earth did you
learn to drive like this?

I'm a taxi driver.

The more I think about
it, there's only one answer.

There's a mole in the organization.

I really hate those who betray.

I'm glad I have someone
I can count on right now.

Looking for this?

Kim Do Gi.

Since you can't ever trust anyone,

you've collected quite
a stash, haven't you?

Why?

I was going to get you
everything you wanted.

I was going to give the world to you.

But why?

What's the reason for this?

Her school break is almost over.

I Seo needs to go back to school.

What?

She has to help out at her grandma's store,

and when her school club lets out,

she has to go get her favorite tteokbokki.

I told you to stop speaking Korean!

A piece of scum like you
would never understand.

Not until the day you die.

Me? Die?

You're the one who's going to die!

You know, I've noticed something.

You're not much of a fighter, are you?

Aren't you curious?

If you were to just disappear,

would they call it a missing person case?

Or just taking out the trash?

Didn't I tell you? I'll
betray others first.

Die!

Not late this time.

Right?

Now we're in business.

I Seo.

I Seo.

I Seo, are you okay?

It's all over now.

Let's go home.

Let's go home, I Seo.

It's okay.

You're okay now.

Oh Ye Ji!

I'm back.

- I Seo.
- Yes?

Didn't you miss me?

Yun I Seo.

I'm so glad you're back safely.

I was so scared.

Driver Kim Do Gi! Don't we
have one more loose end to tie up?

Yes, I haven't forgotten.

Who's there? What?

So you're saying I should
just go in now, Go Eun?

Sorry. I should've told you sooner, right?

What the hell is that guy mumbling about?

No, it's fine. If you
say the word, I'm on it.

- What? Hey, I locked that door.
- Just get rid of him.

Talking to a brick wall? Answer
me. Who on earth are you, punk?

What a shame.

I didn't come here to talk.

Hey, you son of a gun. Do
you have any idea who we are?

That's exactly why I'm here.

So, what about our fee?

Right. The expenses must've
been pretty high this time.

Everything costs an arm
and a leg overseas, you know?

Round-trip flights,
lodging, food, and car rental.

And parking. Man, parking
in Japan is crazy expensive.

Make sure you add in the money
that Yakuza guy shook us down for!

And Chief Choi's fines
for driving the wrong way...

also came out to a pretty hefty sum.

Well...

That's a fortune. We can't ask
a student like I Seo to pay for it.

Are you crazy? Where would a
student get that kind of money?

- I know, right?
- Don't worry.

- I've already been paid in full.
- Nice!

- What? When?
- From whom?

Hey, some of the money is missing!

Who touched the evidence?

No one.

That's all there was from the start.

- The amount in this ledger...
- Come one. Let's keep moving!

What?

We've got a long list to round up.

Come on.

Whatever.

5283, ending service.

(Taxi Driver 3)

They say Manager Yang hooked a real sucker.

- The last owner had a DUI...
- Driver Oh!

And they've taken my license plate!

- This car... It hit someone.
- Sir, take your car keys.

I told you to take it, you punk!

First, I need that car back.

That's right, our boss is a
lawyer who passed the Bar Exam.

He's been disbarred
now. For killing someone.

The fact that no one took your side...

means you were the one in the wrong.