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No way! Do a job for a man?!
I only accept jobs from beautiful women!
But I already promised!
Don't go making promises like that!
He might be handsome or something.
You! What does that have to do with anything?
That's it! I'll just take you there myself!
No way I'm going.
It won't work.
Stop it! Stop it!
I'm starting to kind of like it.
Damn! Why do I have to work for a guy?
I only work for women.
You just won't shut up, will you?
So, you're saying you never accept a job from a man?
No.
Oh, really? When would you accept one from a man?
When my heart flutters.
What's that?
And with such a serious look on your face.
"When my heart flutters," he says.
My stomach hurts.
Bye-bye!
Bye-bye! Bye-bye!
Bye-bye!
Mama!
Bye-bye!
Papa!
Late! Thirty minutes late!
It looks like someone's late picking her up too.
Give her ten years, and I'll pick her up myself.
She looks like she's going to be a mokkori vision.
Pervert.
I'm going.
Let's wait just ten more minutes!
Ten years would be better.
But what if he's handsome?
Well, that's just too bad.
Maybe you're right.
Depressing! You don't think that's him?
That's not for me!
I hate gloomy guys!
Mr. Saeba, right?
And you're Mr. Hagio?
Yes, I'm sorry for being late.
I see!
I want to fake my own death.
What do you mean?
You know Sozo Amachi, don't you?
Yeah, a big-time politician who they say will be the next prime minister.
Correct.
One year ago, Amachi's chauffeur left a note behind
and committed suicide by leaping off the Aomori-Hakodate ferry.
I heard about it.
You mean that chauffeur who was driving drunk and hit a girl, right?
Correct. The chauffeur who killed himself was me.
What?!
Not the first time this sort of thing has happened.
The truth is, it was Sozo Amachi who was driving drunk and hit the kid, right?
Yes.
And they made it look like you did it?
I was forced to write a suicide note and ordered to fake my own suicide.
I haven't been home since then.
I haven't been able to hug or even see my one and only daughter.
That child on the swing is my daughter.
I promised her I'd be back and took her to some relatives.
Since then, she's just waited, believing I'd come back the whole time.
I can't take it anymore! So I had an idea.
If Amachi and company thought I was really dead,
I wouldn't have to hide like this anymore and I could be with my daughter.
Ryo?
I guess you're waiting for your papa, aren't you?
I know he'll be back.
Old man, do you know my papa?
"Old?!"
Big brother here will find him for you.
Really? Will you give me your promise?
Done! Now, go on home for now.
I believe!
Pretty cool for someone who was all complaints.
Just look at you. You've had a "Lolita Complex" all along.
I just love dress-up dolls!
The wheel! The wheel!
It's been a long time, Mr. Matsui.
I thought we told you not to come back to Tokyo.
I asked to meet him, you know.
Did you actually think he would meet you?
The elections are coming up and he's busy.
You should be grateful just to be meeting me, his principal secretary.
If he's so busy, it would have been fine with me
if he had just sent his number two or number three secretary instead.
How dare...
Enough of that! What do you want? And be quick about it.
I'd like one million dollars.
One million dollars?!
Are you trying to blackmail him?
If you refuse, I could go so far as to tell everything to his political rivals,
seeing as how I'm a living witness and all.
And you were so weak.
Even a baby can walk after a year, you know?
In any event, I'll talk with him about it.
You'll get our answer later.
Was that good enough?
Excellent. Excellent!
A stunning performance. Academy Award material!
The experience was enough to shorten my life span.
There's only one answer. His erasure.
Going to call a killer?
No doubt about it. It's much safer to make the call from some place in town.
Using the sound the dial makes, I can figure out the number.
But that's a push-button phone!
Ding-Dong!
Go stand next to him! Call anywhere you like,
but make sure you don't miss anything he says!
Alley-oop!
Hey! Alley-oop!
Hey!
There's a chick who's always naked in this building. I'll show you!
Really?
5... 1... 3...
Hold it! Stop! We're too high! I can't see!
What?! Where?
4...
The fourth floor?
8...
Where? C'mon!
1...
All right!
Sit-up!
Right, you'll learn my identity then.
Understood. All I have to do is be there at that time.
It looks like he was hiring a killer all right.
Shinjuku Park. The sign will be a red rose.
This is exciting! What'll we do?
Going to make a call to a friend.
It's me. You want to change the place?
Shinjuku won't do after all. Let's change the place and the sign.
What?! That's the sign?! Got it! I'll be there.
I think it's a little bit conspicuous though.
Well, stage two now complete. I'll take Umibozu's place tomorrow.
You were something. Just like him. Okay, an encore please?!
"You should be grateful just to be meeting me, his principal secretary."
"One million dollars?!"
Settle down now.
I'll murder whoever it was who tricked me like this.
I bet you right at this moment that Umibozu is holding a doll
and wearing a bib!
You are...
Correct.
Are you by any chance feeling sick or...
No. When I think that, at this moment, he's holding...
What are you talking about?
Are you okay? Are you competent to...
What are you trying to do?
Spread your fingers open.
Stop!
What kind of act are you pulling?
This kind of act!
Look, you, are you a magician or a killer?
Isn't there a place for funny killers as well?
A gun. Do you know how to use a gun?
What is it this time? Going to make a dragonfly appear or something?
Look.
I'll put a shot right through the belt-buckle of that guy over there.
That's crazy. With all those people in-between...
I'm a pro. Blow it up as fast as you can!
Well?
I get it. I trust your skill. The job is yours.
I promise to take out my target.
Please forgive me, Michiko. You've had to suffer so for my cowardice.
Who is it?
It's Saeba.
Things are going smoothly. Let's talk a bit and proceed to the next stage.
Sorry to make you wait. This is Matsui speaking.
You want another million dollars?!
We're in need of every cent we can get right now ourselves.
If you don't get back to me quick, you've had it.
Oh, really?
The office of your rival, Mr. Okita, is still in the same place, I believe?
Hold on!
We'll pay! We'll pay you the full two million.
Where do I go to give it to you?
The time will be midnight tonight. The place is the wharf.
And I want Sozo Amachi himself to come alone. Got it?
Amazing...
What is he, a split personality or something?
Okay. I promise he'll be bringing the money. At midnight, right?
Idiot! Getting so greedy! He's going to die anyway.
Are you okay? That was some performance.
The truth is you could really be an actor. Leave the rest to me.
Is it you? This is Umibozu.
Tonight at midnight. Got it.
I want to make certain for myself that he's dead. I'll be there.
It's not that I don't trust your skill. I just want my boss to rest easy.
Okay, at midnight then.
If he shows up, it's going to be trouble.
I thought of a number of ways to convince them he was dead,
but the idea of him wanting to verify things himself never entered my mind.
If you give up now...
I know. They'll just hire another killer.
I believe it.
Why don't you have some wine?
He could wear a bullet-proof vest,
but if something looks fishy right after I shoot him,
it will have all been for nothing.
You can handle it, right?
A performance like that...
It's a completely different thing from just using words to pull something off.
What if I didn't wear a vest?
That has potential.
Come on, Ryo!
One small mistake, and you've had it.
I'm just not confident I'll be able to mimic death after I get shot.
If I could, believe me I wouldn't be taking a wild chance like this.
I'm placing my bet on you!
Bet?
I'll do whatever it takes to have the chance to live with my daughter.
Whatever it takes!
All right.
Kaori, we need your help too.
You got it. Let's give it our best for Michiko's sake.
Yes, it's do or die.
Not dying is the point, I tell you.
Very soon now, Michiko.
Bastard! I asked for Amachi to come here!
Control yourself!
Did you really think the man who will be our next prime minister
would come to meet a piece of trash like you?
The money! Did you bring the money?
Giving it to you would be meaningless.
What?!
Because I'll just be taking it back with me anyway.
Who the hell are you?
You tricked me!
You are what they call, "Someone who doesn't know his place".
I'm going to put one through your gut, avoiding the vital spots of course.
But don't try to evade it.
That sure surprised me.
Playing the dirty part for sure. Got to hurry!
Good!
What are you doing? Finish him off now!
Not necessary.
Igniting this gasoline can will take care of the situation nicely.
He'll die either way. It doesn't matter whether he's shot or incinerated.
Burning to death extends the suffering,
but at least he'll get to live that much longer.
How cruel. A professional killer all right.
Are you okay? Haven't fainted?
No...
Not in position! What can I...
Ryo, hold it!
What's wrong?
Nothing!
There will be a hole under the driver-side seat.
I'll position the car to hide the manhole cover you'll find under it.
Kaori will be waiting below.
So as soon as you're in the car, you'll be able to escape through the hole.
What?! No manhole!
Hagio!
What are they waiting for?
Is it off?
Hey, what's the hold-up?
What if he escapes?
I'd like to see that.
I'd enjoy shooting him then.
You're something else.
Thanks.
I'm losing...
Hagio, can you hear me?
Hagio, lower the parking brake! Hurry!
You can't give up! The parking brake!
I can't... eyes are...
That's it! I'll do it! Give me the gun!
Are you trying to kill me?
If you die, I'll burn you along with him.
C'mon! Hurry!
C'mon! Don't you want to see Michiko?!
Michiko...
Hey, the car is moving! He'll get away!
Take it easy. I told you I was waiting for this moment.
Incredible. No evidence.
One second longer and...
The money we promised.
Don't you want to see a human barbecue?
Look, if we meet again on the street, I don't know you.
Just hold on.
That case wouldn't happen to be empty now would it?
Of course not! Trust me!
BANG!
Mr. Saeba!
Isn't that nice? From now on, you'll be with your papa.
We're going to find some place quiet, and we're going to live there together.
Take care.
Mister, I forgot to say goodbye to that swing, so please tell it for me.
Sure, I'll tell it ten times over for you.
Okay, Michiko.
Please take it.
This must be... No, I can't! I couldn't possibly accept it!
Keep it for Michiko.
But, don't I owe you...
Not to worry. I'm a pro. I already took my share.
Hurry, it's leaving.
Here!
So, mister...
What?
Even pros sometimes work for free.
Not likely.
When your heart flutters?
You say something?
No, it was nothing.
Wow! What a beauty!
So Saeko Nogami finally makes her debut!
But even if she says, "Please save me! " in her sweet little voice,
it isn't going to work on me anymore.
So, I take it this isn't the first time?
But she's asking you to steal a crown with a crucial microchip hidden in it.
Why would she ask you to do such a dangerous job?
Can you believe it? She's actually a detective with the Metropolitan Police!
You're kidding!
Next City Hunter: A One-Hole-Shot to a Lovely?! Hands Off My Lady Detective
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