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Burlingham: Nakayama!

Nakayama, the new batch!

Arthur: He's fogged over again.

Burlingham: You'd think a change of scenery would do him some good.

My girl left me, and I'm still doing my job.

Not saying it's the same...

But it's the same.

Your girl goes home to pocatello,

my infant sons are buried in a prison camp.

Come on. Bob'd take a bullet for you.

I wish he would.

It'd shut him up.

He's cracked.

Truth be told,

I'm hoping that new batch of translators gets here soon.

You know what my cousin told me?

Before you ship out,

look to the man on your right and the one on your left.

One of them's comin' home in a body bag.

Yeah, right... And if both of 'em make it,

then it's gonna be you.

Hey, lighten up. That's just frontline grunts.

We haven't lost a single translator.

Now, I heard a fella in guadalcanal

took a flamethrower to the face,

came out fresh as a Daisy.

So...

You're saying we're due?

If so, my money's on terajima.

He's been looking spooked all day.

What do you think, 'jima? Take one for uncle Sam?

They'll name a pagoda after you.

Remember when he used to be fun?

Man: Pick it up!

Hey, let's win us some scalps, huh?

Man: Hey, where's guadalcanal at, anyway?

Man #2: Solomon Islands.

- Man: Where's that? - Man #2: I guess we'll find out.

What this?

"Statement of United States citizen

of Japanese ancestry."

Fill it out, turn it in.

Just have to prove you're a loyal American.

This we must prove?

Just fill it out, pal.

Ken: A loyalty questionnaire?

We put this stuff in writing, they'll throw it back in our faces.

Still, first time anybody upstairs has mentioned letting us out.

Maybe we'll get to enlist.

That's your best-case scenario, yoshida?

Get your head blown off for the glory of fdr?

Be sent to Japan or be sent to jail or be sent to die.

This whole thing's a trap. It's plain as a hakujin's nose.

I must speak with major Bowen.

Make confession.

"Confession" is not a good word to be using in here, yamato-San.

In 1925,

I donate tinfoil to collection for Japanese Navy.

I only give to make man at my door go away.

No room to explain that.

Say nothing about this.

Release docs from yesterday's overnighter.

I don't know why japs like sleeping in the stockade so much.

I guess some people feel the need to protest.

Protest?

Ingratitude is what it is,

and now this goddamn questionnaire?

The wra's all over my ass to get 100% response rate,

and everybody's bitching and moaning.

- No one wants to answer wrong. - It's 30 goddamn questions.

Half of 'em are "yes" or "no." It should take five minutes.

And here I thought y'all were supposed to be obedient.

I mean... you're reasonable,

but the rest of 'em, holy Moses.

Yes, you laid out the rules so clearly.

Consequences for non-compliance

is what there needs to be.

Stern ones.

- You get through the aoki diary? - It confirms admiral Takahashi

did some psychological experiments on crittenden,

but nothing about how, or...

If there's others.

"We have no goals save that our bodies might shatter

into glorious shards of Pearl."

I always translate "tama" as "Jade,"

but I actually like "Pearl" better.

That guy was a bit of a poet

before we ground him into hamburger.

Well, at least we know what made crittenden break,

and it wasn't some yurei.

I was so sure that it was here,

but it was back at camp the whole time.

It wanted me to come here,

so it could get to Luz.

Chester, I used to mop up the infirmary at manzanar.

It doesn't take some evil spirit for something to go bad in those camps.

There was never a yurei.

If there isn't a yurei, that just means I came here for what?

Nothing?

Nothing?

There's a live p.O.W. From Takahashi's unit right now...

And neither of us is allowed in the room,

because the Harvard interrogator's afraid we'll spot his shitty Japanese.

Look at us.

Useless to our country, useless to our families.

What are we?

What am I?

That's a little philosophical for my speed.

You play? Used to?

Second base in the nisei league.

There you go.

That's something.

You're a ballplayer.

Stallings needs the both of you. I think it's serious.

Major tebry Van Allen's our best interrogator,

but he's hit a bit of a snag with this p.O.W.

Our prisoner fell two miles out of his zero,

so he's not his best self.

Now's the time to press him.

That's why I've got a new interrogator en route from Brisbane.

Your job is to babysit the prisoner until he gets here.

These Ivy league guys can't imagine what it's like

to think like a Japanese.

They won't get anywhere.

You got a better idea, nakayama?

Sir, I think Chester is asking permission

for us to speak with the prisoner.

Denied. You're not interrogators.

Chester: You chose us for a reason.

Let us show you what we can do.

Major Van Allen.

What did he call you?

A shiryé.

It's... an ancient word.

It means something like

a dead man... Walking amongst the living.

All right, well, keep watch on him, and regardless of what he calls you,

don't engage.

We've got professionals for that.

Understood?

For a few minutes there, it almost felt like we weren't in prison.

Minutes, huh?

I'm a little sweet on you too,

inmate 30893-c.

Mm-hmm.

Do you think the mps know which barracks are empty?

If any one of 'em could find a girl, he'd be doing the same as us.

What if they use that questionnaire to draft you?

I promise, I'm not gonna let some stupid answers on a stupid paper keep us apart.

Girl: Five Mississippi, four Mississippi,

three Mississippi,

two Mississippi, one Mississippi.

Ready or not, here I come!

There she is, the ghost woman.

Sir, the prisoner wants to engage.

Biting a man's ear off is a kind of engagement.

If he knows Takahashi, this is our chance.

Did you notice how the prisoner was looking at you?

- Mm-mm. How? - He wasn't.

He was staring at me.

A white man's just the enemy to him, but I'm something different.

A traitor. A shiryo.

That means I can get him off-balance, maybe even get inside his head.

You sure you got your own marbles in order?

Absolutely, sir.

I'm here to serve.

Man: Major Bowen will cut our rations unless we answer!

Man #2: What do you expect us to do?

Say nothing. I know you're hungry. I am too.

You might be scared, but that's what they want.

Woman: We just want to eat.

Ken: It's our constitutional right not to answer.

You remember amendment five?

It's illegal to even ask.

They certainly can't starve us or scare us into answering!

Walt: You know that guy's only happy when he's rocking the boat.

Yoshida, if you don't rock the boat,

you're as bad as the ketoh locking us up.

Soldier: That's enough! Get down!

Failure to complete and submit the form

will be construed as treasonous behavior,

subject to indefinite imprisonment.

Excuse me, major, but treason?

Even if they don't answer at all?

We're not playing games here, miss yoshida,

and make sure your boyfriend over there knows that.

Just because a barrack is empty

doesn't mean I don't know what's going on in it.

Chester.

He's playing you.

What was that?

Why did you say that?

- Why'd you say that... - Leave it!

Have you even looked at questions 27 and 28?

"Are you willing to serve in the armed forces of the United States

on combat duty, wherever ordered?"

- They just want you to Mark "yes." - Anyone who says "yes," they'll draft.

Anyone who says "no," they'll throw in prison.

It's not just prison. Bowen says they'll try you for treason.

"Will you swear unqualified allegiance to the United States of America

and to faithfully defend the United States

from any or all attack by foreign or domestic forces,

and forswear any form of allegiance to the Japanese emperor?"

It's just stupid answers, Ken, on a stupid paper.

Do like Walt did. Write "yes" twice.

"Forswear any allegiance to the emperor?"

I was born here.

I couldn't live with myself if I marked "yes" to a question like that.

If you Mark "no," they'll take you away,

from me.

Ken, please.

Chester...

Man: "No" to 27. "No" to 28.

Man #2: "No" to 27. "No" to 28.

Man #3: "No" to 27. "No" to 28.

You don't want the man who says yes to those questions.

Someone's come to see you.

A y, dios mio.

If your mother could see you...

I can't believe it.

Um...

A man came to the house,

a sergeant in uniform...

And, uh, he had news,

from north Africa, Algeria.

Dennis was doing transport in a convoy,

and there was... a battle,

and it didn't, um...

It didn't go our way.

We lost...

We lost your brother.

Mija, you shouldn't be...

In this place...

Where your babies...

It's time you came home.

What percentage Japanese would you say your husband is?

The man is not her husband,

but he's 100% Japanese.

What kind of food do you prepare for family dinners?

Japanese food?

She eats the food you people prepare for her,

obviously.

Do you have any children from the union?

Sir.

Please.

It'll take three to five days to process the request.

- You can go. - Thank you.

Enrique and hikaru.

What's that, miss ojeda?

We had two children.

I named them Enrique and hikaru...

C heste r.

Ken: Question 27, "no."

Question 28, "no."

Man: Hey, hey, cavalry's here!

Arthur: Glad to have you boys relieving us.

Didn't want you fellas to hog all the action.

Let's get you set up.

Coming, terajima?

Nicol: We're taking away anyone who answered "no"

to questions 27 and 28.

Get your hands off me, you jerk.

No...

I'm American.

There are twice as many guards

in the higher-security camps.

Your "no-no" boys will be well taken care of.

History will remember this day!

Your children will be ashamed of what you've done!

A lot of talk, uehara.

Should've known you were full of shit.

I answered "no," both questions, just like the others.

Sure you did.

Nicol: Ken uehara answered "yes" to 27 and 28.

That's all of 'em.

- You lied to us! - Ken: I don't know what happened!

I swear I answered "no."

Man: Coward!

It was just two stupid words on a stupid paper.

At least you're still here.

Ken, please...

Ken...

Anything?

No. Nothing.

New guys are here. Apparently we're moving out.

The new interrogator's waiting for the prisoner at a p.O.W. Camp in Guam.

Maybe he'll get something about Takahashi.

Asako: We will let Chester know what happened.

He'll want to know where to find you.

I left him a letter.

Please...

Give this back to yuko.

My midwife.

She gave it to me as a gift.

Yuko... gave this to you?

Please... be safe.

Be well.

So, ota broke free while your back was turned, right?

When you got hold of the dagger,

you had no opportunity to stop him until it was too late.

- Right? - Yes.

Yes?

Yes.

Hmm, then that's what happened.

It's not the happiest ending,

but at least you got a breadcrumb on Takahashi.

That's more than major Van Allen can say,

or hear, for that matter.

Get packed, and try to get some rest.

I got bigger plans for you.

Hey, are you okay?

Stallings: Nakayama?

Stop that Jeep! We got a runner!

Shoot it if you have to!

Aim for the tires!

Yurei?

J'j'

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