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Narrator: Milestones of the century.

Despite the season of heavy rainfall,

Japanese forces continue to push through the shan state of Burma toward mandalay.

Allied forces have reported the use of special Japanese ghost soldiers,

who are said to be able to survive in the hostile jungle terrain

for months on end using stealth tactics and crude ancient weapons.

One thing is certain.

Our allies in the pacific are pressing for yet another brutal encounter

with a Japanese invader who poses an even greater threat

with the use of the mysterious killing art known as "ninja".

Particularly if you get married.

Are you sure you don't want to call the police?

Yes, I'm sure. It's just money.

They're still out there.

No. Couple of punks looking for an easy score.

Trust me, they're long gone.

What?

Are you sure you're ok?

All right. You're right.

I'm a little upset.

About what?

About the fact that...

I didn't get you this sooner.

- What is it? - Open it.

A symbol for happiness.

Casey, it's beautiful.

Here.

For you... and our baby.

You didn't finish your gyoza.

Lost my appetite.

Not me.

I love you.

Me, too.

Casey. Casey, are you awake?

What's the matter?

Nothing. Go back to sleep.

No, tell me.

Namiko.

I want black thunder chocolate.

Again?

- Sorry. - I'll get it.

Never mind. It's ok, you don't have to.

No, it's fine. I'll just run down to suka.

Okay? I'll be right back.

- You really don't have to. - Stop it.

I want to, ok?

Uh, Casey?

In that case...

Can you also get some... tao kae noi?

Chocolate and seaweed?

Namiko, you're never gonna believe how...

No!

Namiko!

No.

Casey: This was always a special place to her.

This is where she took me after she told me she was pregnant.

I didn't know. I'm very sorry for your loss.

How did you hear?

Thailand is not exactly the north pole.

She was like a little sister to me.

What are the police saying?

Robbery.

They say it's a trend around here.

I have my doubts.

Doubts?

It's not important.

Why don't you come to my dojo in Thailand?

Get away from this darkened place for a while?

Train.

Begin to empty yourself of grief.

Thank you, senpali.

But I have some unfinished business.

What sort of business, Casey?

Thank you for coming.

Paying your respects.

Come in.

I have a long memory.

Yes, sir.

- Good. - Ok.

Welcome, Casey-San.

I am pleased you changed your mind.

It was a good time for me to come.

Kishi kaisel. Wake from death.

Return to life.

I hope so, senpai.

Casey-San, please meet hiroshi and Lucas, my senior students.

You don't remember me, do you?

No.

I visited takeda's dojo about ten years ago.

I came with ichido from Toronto.

You were already the man back then.

I still tell people the way you sparred with the Bo.

Fantastic.

It was against... what was his name?

Masazuka. That's it.

Anyway, sensei said you might come here.

And I'm glad you did.

So why do you stay here, in this country?

I stay to honour my father's wish.

Why Thailand?

After the war...

When my father returned to Osaka, he did not like what he saw.

He said Japan had lost her way.

My father was not what you call a flexible man.

He was part of Fujita seiko's special fighting force.

Fujita seiko?

In 1940, Fujita led 2,500 soldiers into the Burmese jungle.

A unit trained like no other.

A unit of ninja.

Twenty-five hundred soldiers into the jungle. Only 14 came out.

My father was one of them.

I believe he would've travelled all the way to Burma, if he had been allowed to.

But he settled here instead.

Founded this martial arts school and collected all the Asian artefacts.

Excuse me.

What is our code?

All: To have no code!

What is our way?

All: Every way!

What is our goal?

All: To thrive in the shadows as our enemies perish in the sunlight.

Sorry.

Nakabara: Casey!

Casey!

I suppose you think you have an excuse for such behaviour.

- I'm sorry, senpai. - No apologies!

You have lost control.

It is time for the fire walk.

Remember,

you have to control your emotions,

and not let your emotions control you.

You need a bib.

You need some manners.

What?

What!

Ah!

Get up!

Hit me.

Come on, hit me!

Again.

Yeah! Again!

My god. What happened to you?

- Give me the basket. - No. It's my turn. I got it.

Just give it to me. I'll pick the fruit.

Why are you helping me?

It's ok.

Sensei.

We found him dead in the orchard.

Senpai, I need to tell you something.

The wound on Lucas's neck, it's the exact same wound as namiko's.

I was supposed to be in the woods, not Lucas.

I see.

There were three friends. Your father-in-law, takeda,

my father and a rough boy from nagoya named isamu.

They were the best students at the koga dojo.

When their sensei died,

isamu challenged takeda for control of the dojo.

There was a bad fight. Takeda killed isamu.

Killed him?

Now takeda was free to continue the tradition.

However, he did not plan on one thing.

Isamu had a younger brother, a boy named goro.

A boy who witnessed the death of his older brother.

My father said he'd never forget the boy's words.

After a few years, a rumour started.

Goro had grown up to become a criminal.

Started one of the major drug cartels in the golden triangle in Burma.

Why are you telling me all this?

Cos it's known goro taught his men

how to kill using the manriki-gusari with barbed wire instead of chain.

Became a signature.

The wound you just saw.

So you're saying...

I'm saying it's more than likely, yes.

You're takeda's son-in-law, this makes you a target.

You need to return to the states before it's too late.

You're telling me to run.

I'm telling you to live.

This isn't living.

I'm going after him.

I need to know exactly where he is.

You're going to Burma? It's suicide.

It's justice.

It seems like revenge.

You can call it what you will.

You cannot go.

I don't have a choice, senpai.

All anyone knows is he's somewhere inside the jungles outside rangoon.

A well-guarded secret.

I'll find him.

If I cannot talk you out of leaving,

then you should take this with you.

What is it?

Belonged to my father.

His lifetime in the jungle.

This region is where he hid.

What are these?

Small plots near some old ruins

where my father's unit buried their dead.

It's said to be in the same region as goro's compound is.

My father told me that in each plot,

there's a corner under which weapons were buried.

It is marked with the old kuji-in hand signs, exactly like these.

Casey... remember...

A man who seeks revenge should dig two graves.

They're gonna need a lot more than that.

Nineteen, twenty...

- Taxi! - Oh! Hello, sir.

Please come, please come.

Come right this way, sir.

Please sit down.

Ah.

Welcome to our country, sir.

Our very hot country!

What is your name, boss? My name is mukesh...

But you can call me Mike.

"Mike."

So, sir, you need hotel?

Need to find a market first.

- No problem. - I know the right market.

Super plush.

Good Armani, excellent fake rolex, curry in a hurry...

- Pull over here. - Oh, yes.

Wonderful. Right here.

Sir, are you going to pay me?

- Wait for me here. - Yes, boss.

This, please.

And these.

And this.

How much?

Can I get three of these?

Yeah, three of these.

- I'll take one. - Ok.

Need to hire you for a couple of days.

Very expensive!

Sixty dollar, American? Very good bargain.

- Special price for you. - How about $2007?

Ok. Yeah?

I can manage. Yeah, no problem.

Any time you want to pay me, I will take it.

Goro, what do you know about him?

- Who? - Goro.

The jungle, drug lord, everyone knows him.

No. Sorry, boss. Never hear goro. Never.

Get back by 7:00.

Yeah, I'll be here. Thank you, boss.

Enjoy rangoon Hollywood hotel. Five star, boss.

Can I get a room?

Here is the bar, boss.

You sure about this place?

Boss, if you cannot find it here, it does not exist.

- Wait for me around the back. - Ok, boss.

You lonely? You want some friend?

I'm good. Thanks.

How are you, kalapew?

You lost, my friend?

- Are you? - Me? No, I not lost.

What you need, kalapew? You want smoke?

- You want ak gun? - Too slow for me.

Yama. You want go crazy.

Maybe. What if I do?

You come with me.

- No, I stay here. - No, kalapew.

You want, you come with me.

- Try it. - No, not here.

- It's good. It's good. - No.

What? You police?

Do I look like police?

Then you take it.

Yeah, it's good.

How much more you want?

Hundred dollars, American.

Get you lot really crazy, huh?

Yeah.

This is goro's territory, isn't it?

Goro?

What?

Who you talk about now, man?

You know goro, right?

Goro?

Don't know no goro, my friend.

Maybe you make mistake.

Believe me, asshole, you make big mistake.

Where is he? Where's goro?

Go to hell, kalapew.

You're gonna tell me

or I'm gonna cut your goddamn head off.

I don't know what or who you talk about.

Everyone know who he is, but no one meet him.

Hotel.

What happen, boss?

- Let's go. Now. - Yeah, yeah.

Now!

Ok.

American.

What are you doing in Myanmar?

I'm a tourist.

A tourist with interest in yama.

What you want with goro?

Why you asking about goro?

Why are you?

You have heard of "iron road"?

You can save yourself great pain.

Just tell me why you're here

and what you want with goro.

I want to speak to the American or Japanese consulate.

I'm sure you do.

Maybe you talk to me?

I'm here... as a tourist.

You're a spy!

You know it. I know it.

Who sent you?

No one.

Where is he?

Where's goro?

I don't know.

Bullshit!

You work for him.

That's why you were asking me about him.

Where is he?

The jungle!

You're gonna have to get a little bit more specific.

Where?

Bye, sir.

- Boss! Boss! - Keep driving.

What happened?

I said keep moving!

It was you. “What?

You're the only one alive who knew I was asking about goro.

- Boss, I swear... - No, don't, all right?

Just... just don't.

- You work for them. - No! I work for me.

I only try to make living.

I don't want trouble.

I got trouble from you,

trouble from police...

I do what I have to do.

All right.

Just keep driving.

Mike: Be careful, boss. The jungle is goro's territory.

His men are everywhere.

Good luck, boss. Please be careful.

Take me upriver.

Goro.

Namiko: Casey.

I'm pregnant.

I'm sorry.

I'm so sorry.

And chen's road?

It will be done by next week.

Mmm. Always some delay.

Sales are up 15%. There is no one to rival you.

Your enemies are disappearing.

Yet you are unsatisfied.

Forgive me, but you are addicted to worry.

No.

What is it, then?

Nothing. I was just thinking.

Yes?

At the end of the game,

the pawn and the king go into the same box.

I don't understand.

More sake?

What's happening?

Goro.

Who are you?

Namiko married a gaijin.

You know namiko's dead, you son of a bitch!

Casey-San, I'm very happy you are alive.

Thank you, senpali.

- Tea? - Please.

So. Tell me what happened.

Excuse me.

What is our goal?

To thrive in the shadows

as our enemies die in the sunlight.

It was you.

What?

You set this whole thing up.

You sent those thugs to attack me...

And you were in Osaka the minute after namiko was killed.

And Lucas, too.

How could you?

It was not personal.

Not personal?

You needed proper motivation.

You turned me into an assassin.

I had to.

Goro was becoming a big problem for my operation.

I couldn't take a chance to get exposed.

You were the only one who was skilled enough to find goro.

Kill him.

You have always been special.

She was pregnant.

I didn't know.

Casey-San...

There are only two choices now.

Either we join forces...

Or one of us must die.

There's only one choice.

I see.