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Gonin saga

19 years earlier may 3rd, 1995

Ogoshi-gumi office shokuan St., shinjuku

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she's a cutie. Your wife was a looker, too.

Junichi mitsuya kaname hizu she's a cutie. Your wife was a looker, too.

Junichi mitsuya kaname hizu

hizu adored his murdered wife

he and junior mitsuya lay in wait for ogoshi

hizu!

From 10pm, heavy rain fell hizu!

From 10pm, heavy rain fell

masahiro higashide

kenta kiritani

Anna tsuchiya

tasuku emoto

tasuku emoto hey, yazaki! We got sea bream.

Hey, yazaki! We got sea bream.

Masanobu Ando hey, yazaki! We got sea bream.

Masanobu Ando

masanobu Ando well, I'm "breaming” with joy!

Well, I'm "breaming” with joy!

Shingo tsurumi well, I'm "breaming” with joy!

Shingo tsurumi that fishface bandai!

That fishface bandai!

Koichi sato

naoto Takenaka

deputy boss of the ogoshi shigeru hisamatsu

deputy boss of the ogoshi shigeru hisamatsu who's that?

Who's that?

Back off! Get lost!

Ogoshi boss yasumasa ogoshi back off! Get lost!

Ogoshi boss yasumasa ogoshi

protect the boss!

Jinpachi nezu

jinpachi nezu you fucker!

Jinpachi nezu

my father was a lieutenant...

For the ogoshi-gumi, a goseikai sub-gang.

It was pissing down that night too, wasn't it, dad?

Written & directed by takashi ishii

written & directed by takashi ishii mikihiko bandai...

Mikihiko bandai...

He destroyed everything.

Five years earlier... 1995 the year of the ogoshi group attack he destroyed everything.

Five years earlier... 1995 the year of the ogoshi group attack

five years earlier... 1995 the year of the ogoshi group attack 10 years ago, Japan's bubble economy thrived.

10 years ago, Japan's bubble economy thrived.

Disco owner 10 years ago, mikihiko bandai Japan's bubble economy thrived.

Disco owner mikihiko bandai

disco owner bandai, an ex-rock musician, mikihiko bandai borrowed money...

Bandai, an ex-rock musician, borrowed money...

From dad's okoshi promotions.

He opened his own disco, and became a celebrity.

However, the bubble soon burst,

and bandai was hounded daily to pay his debts.

Calm down, old man.

When you get the call, please deliver it to the vip.

Asking me to get the call, huh? I thought you wanted to run away.

Okoshi promotions was...

A front for the goseikai syndicate.

Bandai knew that on weekends,

money from gambling, drugs, and prostitution flooded their office.

Shut up and get out of here. Such a fool!

I can't do it alone.

With you, junichi, I can.

Hizu!

An ex-cop jailed for drugs. Hizu.

Hizu, and a hothead...

We Rob them to break them.

Jimmy, a failed boxer turned gang member.

Former boxer Jimmy, a failed boxer Jimmy turned gang member.

Former boxer Jimmy

ogiwara, a laid-off salaryman.

Downsized salaryman shohei ogiwara

they were all broke.

Us yakuza ain't scared of guns!

The five outcasts pulled off the heist.

Junior's dad had to forfeit his finger.

Goseikai president junior's dad had to daizo shikine forfeit his finger.

Goseikal president daizo shikine

goseikail president daizo shikine however,

however,

the goseikal's retribution was inescapable.

Hey, hayato!

You got big! I couldn't tell on the phone.

It's been a while.

2000. Five years after the raid

2000. Five years after the raid both of our dads died today...

2000. Five years after the raid

2000. Five years after the raid five years since aum, too.

Five years since aum, too.

Birds club in Tokyo bay, while the ogoshi raid was taking place

birds club in Tokyo bay, while the ogoshi raid was taking place that night, junior and I were again...

Birds club in Tokyo bay, while the ogoshi raid was taking place

People derided our "yakuza DNA" behind our backs.

We derided dance music.

We smuggled in a boombox,

and danced to hip-hop by ourselves.

They said they were with the ogoshi and wanted to see you.

You know him, right? The owner of this place?

Eurobeat is played out, dude!

Don't you know hip-hop, huh?!

- You little shit! - Don't touch him!

Birds disco was taken from bandai...

By my dad's gang, but the goseikai boss's son...

Took it over, as a show of power.

Knock it off! Seiji's here.

Still playing that old shit? No wonder it's failing.

Got any trance?

Trance! Trance!

Sir! You're the owner now? Congratulations!

Mr. matsuura, I'm ogoshi. He's hisamatsu's son...

Oh. I just drank with your old man.

"That fishface bandal!”, he said. What a chump.

Ha ha! It's in our DNA.

She's cute. He's a fan of hers.

Aren't you?

- Answer your phone! - Say what?!

- You like trance? - I like rock.

Hey, how's it hanging?

What? I'm with seiji.

Seiji!

What is it?

All of them? No way.

Where?

To the hospital. Get the car!

Hayato! Let's go!

The boombox!

Blood.

We got word that all five members,

junior's dad and mine too, had been killed.

May 1995 the night of the raid junior's dad and mine too, had been killed.

May 1995 the night of the raid

may 1995 the night of the raid junior and me rushed to hospital with seiji,

junior and me rushed to hospital with seiji,

who'd seen it go down.

Daisuke!

Daisuke! Daisuke!

Yasuma! Definitely leyasu's guy!

There's no doubt at all!

Let us through!

When I saw my father's body lying in the rain,

it felt strange, like I was seeing my own future.

Daisuke! Take a good look.

What's this weird stuff?

Mother!

Hayato! What can I do!

- Dad! - Daisuke!

- That's hisamatsu. - Junior was 15.

I was 138.

Mom wailed like a madwoman.

His name's shigeru!

A bodyguard of the head of the ogoshi and our company...

And then...

The next guy's name is... I can't tell...

Lady, you don't have an address book, right?

Akinaga... Ando...

Shinoburyu... suzuki...

I don't know that guy over there.

Who is this? I've never seen him.

Our lives were transformed overnight.

I like your black suit.

You're seiji's bodyguard?

Matsuura's, officially. And sometimes seiji's.

To prep for reforming the ogoshi-gumi?

To make a living.

You wanted to talk?

I heard from an ex-gangster loan shark:

"Hayato's mom is trouble...

"Every month on hisamatsu's deathday, she harasses seiji."

Don't scare me like that.

Hey, matsuura! Didn't you tell me my grandpa died?

Sorry.

Lucky it was the ogoshi-gumi.

You bastard!

Fuck you! It was his job to be a shield!

Ogoshi got killed in the garage, and hisamatsu in the car! Unarmed!

And the shooter got away? What the fuck?!

He couldn't protect his boss. That punk was no yakuza!

Your man was a piece of shit, bitch!

Say what, scumbag?

My man was no coward!

Fuck off!

The goseikai won't let it slide.

You've gotta stop her.

I'm sorry.

Ogoshi got a funeral,

but why not my husband?

Goseikai hq. June 1995: Half a month after the raid but why not my husband?

Goseikai hq. June 1995: Half a month after the raid

goseikal hq. June 1995: Half a month after the raid he was expelled.

Goseikai hq. June 1995: Half a month after the raid

goseikai hq. June 1995: Half a month after the raid he was ogoshi-gumi.

Goseikai hq. June 1995: Half a month after the raid

he even gave his life for the goseikai,

but he got no compensation. That's not right!

Expulsion means getting totally cut loose. Them's the breaks.

Counselor, our people have lent ¥500,000 to ¥1,000,000 in order to care of...

Akinaga, Ando and suzuki, even if they were young.

Everybody has died without paying me back.

And the bereaved pretend they have no knowledge of it.

The payment from the goseikai on their behalf sounds about right in this case, no?

There's no obligation for the goseikai to pay back.

Do you have an iou?

I don't have that kind of thing.

But I've explained it in my notes. Please look through them.

The dead cannot say a thing.

Your shop is the property of the ogoshi too, isn't it?

Without the old man's girls, your business would be finished already.

You have to pay for it.

He shoulda taken out life insurance.

Here. Take this and scram.

Boss! I don't want money! It's about his honour!

Cut the bullshit!

He made us look like chumps!

Grandpa stepped down. They want us to break up.

The cops and media are on our backs. You don't matter.

I'll kill you!

What the fuck?!

We were expelled, too! Incense alone cost a million!

Bitch, you pulled a piece on seiji?

I don't wanna see you again!

Hey, kid! You neither! You're expelled for life!

So, katsuko. That money.

You want it or not?!

You gotta hang tight.

Look at me:

I'm a syndicate bodyguard now.

I'll work my way up and rebuild the ogoshi-gumi.

When I do, you and me will take over.

From now on, I'll be the muscle,

and you be the brains.

- But that territory's... - Yeah. It's matsuura's.

But it's really seiji's. He pretends to be legit.

Hey, you were a fan of asami, right?

Blood.

She's an ex-idol,

but still seiji's woman.

And sometimes the boss's.

She's an orphan too.

I don't need it!

Don't be a stranger. Say hi to your mom for me.

What's his problem?

Shinjuku central hospital

see ya.

Ah, that's right...

The anniversary of the parents is coming soon.

I'm sorry.

It's been five years, right?

This person doesn't have any relatives.

There's been talk of euthanasia a few times,

but it seems they've already planned to transfer him to neurosurgery...

And make a live specimen out of him.

That's all confidential, though.

Can I stay here a little longer?

Hizu.

Stop it! Stop it!

No way. Shot eight times?!

- He was? Or them? - Don't know. No withesses.

Crimson flower

Who shot my father?

The two hitmen?

Or did you do it?

You were a cop once,

so regain consciousness, and testify.

You won't talk?

You're the only witness left!

Kaname hizu admitted in 1995

I'm home.

I bought dinner.

Dad's shirts

want a bath?

Or dinner first?

Bar hisamatsu

I'm home.

I'm going up now. Don't drink too much.

Your father...

He died protecting ogoshi.

He was no spineless coward.

I'm glad you don't take after him.

Hurry up and get married, and take over this bar.

You sure?

Of course I am. Take your dad's tropical fish, too.

All of this is yours.

If I took over, we'd serve food during the day,

and fine wines at night.

Good idea. Your dad liked wine, too.

Good night.

2014. 19 years after the raid

2014. 19 years after the raid birds disco out of business

2014. 19 years after the raid

Nursing home 1-life entrance fees: 20 million up front or 400,000 per month

The chandelier came loose in the big earthquake.

That's scary! Was anyone hurt?

It was before we opened, fortunately.

It must've been scary.

We were talking about tearing down birds and putting up...

An amusement building.

Then I met you, yurika.

- So you chose here? - Right.

We'll celebrate the new building, and our wedding.

I won't invite my father, or his associates.

Why not?

It's our wedding reception, not my succession.

Your succession?

Oh no, I mean, well...

Hey, did you listen to the cd? Last waltz.

- Too corny? - No liked it.

But I'm surprised you like that retro stuff.

First, one of my agency's bands will warm up the crowd.

Then several other bridal couples will tango and waltz with us.

All dancing to a medley of your favourite waltzes.

This will play on the screen.

Finally, we'll dance alone to last waltz.

That's wonderful! Thank you.

Won't people make fun of us for being old-fashioned?

They won't.

They'll bust a gut.

Who listens to waltzes these days?

I'm sorry! I stopped her...

Excuse me. He's busy.

What's so great about that dumb bitch?

Another girl to extort with sex photos?

- Daisuke. - I'm sorry.

Forget her. Give mine back and I'll leave.

What's all this? Give me a break.

Asami, let's go.

I hate you, too! Why are you protecting him?!

Please.

Listen, yurika. You go ahead.

Sorry. Daisuke.

- Yes sir? - Take her.

Let's go.

It'll be fine.

- Bye bye! - Hey...

How dare you talk shit around yurika!

Don't hit me. I'm expensive property.

You fucking whore.

You fucking whore!

I'll stop hitting you. I'll give you a hug.

So don't embarrass me. She's not like us.

Give... them back!

I said I trashed them!

Unlike my father, they're worthless to me.

- Bullshit! Get them! - What's the big deal?

Your body's still sellable.

Especially as an ex-idol.

Drooling morons'll pay cash for you!

You're kidding me.

You ruined my life...

But get 'em and I'll go!

Hey...

- Hug me more... - Drop it!

Please.

Whore, you're lucky you're still alive!

You're a washed-up ex-celebrity.

You think you're still hot, always asking for money.

You need help.

I'm sorry. Forget this. Let's go.

Ain't you lucky? Pretty soon, you'll want one of these, too...

Asami!

Daisuke!

I'm s orry!

Tonight, watch her so she doesn't try to stalk me.

She's lonely.

Blood.

I'll take you. Huh?

Asami?

Kapow! Bang!

Boom! Ratatat-tat!

What the hell's this?

Goddamit!

Where are you? It's dangerous.

Why'd you come down here?

Asami?

You scared me!

I played here when I was little.

- Hide and seek. - When you were little?

Aren't you gonna console me?

Don't like sluts?

Or are you scared of seiji?

He owns me.

He owns you, huh?

Let's get out of here. It's filthy.

Do you know what he says about you?

"That moron wants to rebuild the ogoshi-gumi, but he never will.

"He and his mom were expelled for life.

"They should be grateful we let them eat.

"He's just a driver, and that's all he'll ever be."

Hey. Will you help me?

Not alone. I'll be your accomplice.

I'll do anything you want.

I want to take back my life from matsuura's operation.

What do you mean, "your life"?

I tell you, you're in. You refuse, you die.

Fine with me.

Ever seen my pink photo sticker diary?

Photo stickers? Like back in the day, huh?

I want them to return it.

It's... what's the word? Collateral, for a loan.

It's locked in a vault for loan contracts.

If I can get it back...

Know it?

Seiji's shield.

The goseikai's hidden vault. Black market cash.

Kaido legal advice bureau... Right?

Outwardly, it's the office of the goseikai's lawyer, kaido,

but it's really an illegal loan sharking operation.

Walk in,

and up front it's a legal advice bureau.

At the back, there's a counter of exchange booths.

The vault's behind them.

Those who seek "advice"...

Are actually deadbeats unable to get credit elsewhere,

who are given cards immediately.

They take their cards to a booth called g&p,

where they buy gold or platinum,

and exchange it for cash.

Is this your first visit?

I'd like to buy a new hermes...

But I'm ¥1,000,000 short.

Can you lend me against this hermes?

It's worth about ¥1,000,000, right?

- I want ¥1,000,000 right now! - Do you know the system here?

This is heaven for people in financial purgatory.

- I'm insolvent. - You shoulda said so!

We'll make you a card. Buy for 200...

= fill this in. - Sell for 100.

50% interest per 10 days? Shit!

Can you believe it?

They blackmailed me with a video of my rape.

The media revealed I'm a mistress.

- Your pink diary? - A memory card inside.

Wanna see it?

If you get it, you can.

Another guy wants it more.

He's your fan, asami.

He's a fan of yours.

A fan? I've still got one?

I'll take you.

Sir, we're closing.

I'm a freelance reporter. I was hoping...

To ask about your husband.

My husband?

Mr. hisamatsu, correct?

I need your help.

What's this about?

I'm closing up soon.

I'm not a vulture. I want to know your struggles.

Our struggles? My husband was a gangster.

They called him a menace to society.

He was murdered. He was a victim!

You want to slander him too. Go on, leave!

Listen, that's not my intention.

Scum like you hanging around drives my customers away!

Get out! Come on. Now, now!

There! Go, go!

I don't need your money. Get out!

Yeah, and don't come back. Go!

I don't wanna go home!

- Why drink so much? - It's not my fault.

It's not my fault.

Shit, I don't wanna go home!

Got the key?

We're here, sir.

Good night.

I've been waiting for a while.

Fuck it.

19 years...

Few are left who know what happened.

I visited the wife of hisamatsu,

the ogoshi-gumi's lieutenant.

She kicked me out.

My father arrived in a patrol car...

On the scene... shots fired!

Kuma!

Who killed him?

That's all... l want to know...

My mother thought you might know something...

She...

Kelichi!

Keiichi! Kelicht!

Darling, don't die!

Don't die!

She soon joined him.

That poor woman...

I'm sorry...

To keep bothering you.

Crimson flower, trampled underfoot

a love song begins to play

- that day, that time... - Who are you?

- Where has it gone? - You're Mr. hizu.

A vanished silhouette

Excuse me.

I'm sorry. Come in.

My apologies for the other day.

No, I'm the one who should apologise.

What'll you have? Sit, please.

I can see that you're a beer person from your face.

Drink it, please.

Cheers!

I guess reporters know a lot about police business...

Such as who killed who...

Could you tell me about them?

I can't die, even if I want to...

Dying like that is...

Because we're called anti-social groups and gangs...

Even if we become a victim, we don't know the actual situation.

We just get information from a newspaper or weekly magazine.

Nobody tells us anything but, "shut up"...

I'm not saying it has to be for free...

It was a group of five who stole ¥100,000,000 from the goseikai's okoshi agency,

whose owner had red hair.

19 years ago... It was about this time of year.

The debt-ridden owner of a club, bandai mikihiko, planned the crime.

The club was called birds, and it was in the Tokyo bay.

I know that... A guitarist from a rock band.

The okoshi agency didn't know about the koyuki gangs and the goseikai gangs...

Ah! I beg your pardon!

I said it's ok.

And then...?

They're all dead,

so nobody knows when, where or how,

but bandai assembled them.

What's this?

The five people who went to their office and stole the cash.

Five men pulled off the heist,

and ogoshi's failure to take action frustrated shikine.

The old boss. - He hired Ace hitmen kyoya and shibata,

and they took them out.

Starting with Jimmy.

Then ex-salaryman ogiwara.

Kyoya soon attacked hizu.

His estranged wife and daughter...

Were slaughtered, but hizu...

His daughter was only four years old.

Four years old?

My husband couldn't have...

Below a highway bus waiting room in shinjuku...

There's an exit when you turn the corner. Let's get outta here.

Bandai was killed, but not mitsuya.

Hizu...

What? No! Where are you going?

A week later, hizu and mitsuya conspired to ambush ogoshi,

and attacked him.

That's it. Who killed my man? Who?

The bullets in your husband's body...

Were from a gun dropped on the street.

The prints were hizu's.

It was hizu. Hizu...

The gun on ogoshi had your husband's prints on it.

It seems he took it from your dead husband's hand,

and used it in a shootout on the street.

You're sure? You're sure of that?

I knew it! He did die protecting his boss!

A patrol car... - Enough! It's champagne time.

That's my husband for you!

Apparently, bandai had a girlfriend,

and a child, too.

A fleeing mitsuya stole banda's remains from her,

and headed for bandai's hometown.

Kyoya followed him there,

and they both died in a shootout.

Two cops investigating the raid on okoshi promotions...

Were killed on duty. One of them...

Was my father.

One of kyoya's bullets was found in his body.

I found that much out.

But I can't prove kyoya did it.

Mr. hizu, do you know?

The two of them...

Move!

Mr. morisawa? It's time.

Sure. I'm sorry.

It's such a shame. The doctor says it's pointless.

His memory's frozen at the moment he was shot,

and he was in a coma for 19 years.

He has zero new memories.

The brain's a mystery.

Zero?

Oh, by the way. I don't know how,

but somehow he wrote this.

It's a meal napkin. He must have used soy sauce.

"Revenge"?

I will visit you a hundred, even a thousand times!

Please remember who shot my father!

Hizu... they called him "fish head".

Your dad did protect his boss.

Why all this now?

There's this reporter, tomita.

He's researching the raid. He knows his stuff.

Did you know that two cops turned up and got killed, too?

- Cops? - Yeah.

Morisawa and kumagi. Never heard of them, right?

What mag's he with?

He's freelance.

Why not publish that?

We've got to avenge your father.

So this hizu guy killed dad?

He got killed too.

Why blame seiji and his dad?

Are you serious?

The goseikai disrespected your father.

He was a gangster, but kind.

To you too, hayato.

Slandering and expelling him was unforgivable.

Hayato...

If there's not even ¥10,000 left,

there's a list in this.

Find the debtors who ran away and get the money back from them.

Can you?

The wine bar you're managing...

When are you going to take me there?

Debt has an expiry date too. What's this, after all these years?

What are you talking about?

You said you wanted to borrow money. Never heard of expiry date on debts!

You're drunk.

Alright.

There's only one thing to do. I've decided.

- Rob them. - Huh?!

Hayato.

I wanted you to have them when you turned 20.

Four guns.

Dad hid them at home. Force of habit.

I'm 32 now.

The legal advice bureau.

Want to burst in flashing guns? Like those five guys.

I want to humiliate seiji and his dad, and matsuura.

"Kaido legal advice bureau.” what a load of bullshit!

Your dad told me. It's loaded with untaxed cash.

And that's not all...

Knock-off cancer drugs, imported from China.

They're a gold mine.

Your dumb hick mom got tricked.

No way. We'd get caught.

I'm only joking!

You're my treasure, hayato.

Make an honest living,

find yourself a wife,

and build a happy home.

You're right. He doesn't have one.

But he gave his life for them.

It's his deathday again.

Where's matsuura?

You bunch of swindlers. Fuck the lot of you!

Gimme the cash!

Matsuura!

Ma'am! Ma'am! What are you doing?

Hey, bitch! You a stick-up artist now?

Matsuura!

Hey, assholes...

Wanna end up like my man?

Oh, is this your cancer medicine? Huh?

Hey! Take it with you, cunt!

What's this cunting money?!

Matsuura!

Suck on this! Suck it!

You're a nice boy,

so neither your father nor I want you to take revenge.

I'm tired of this.

Now I know who shot your father, I can tell him in heaven.

I'm going to see him now,

but someday, no matter how small,

build a grave for me.

Sorry, honey.

They say the new gang law...

Blames the leader who gives the order.

I'll make them kill me,

so the boss'll go to prison.

I'm sure of it.

I'll delete this text, so don't worry.

Mom?

Mom!

Mom!

Why'd you do it?!

Mom!

I don't want this bar!

Four guns.

Dad hid them at home. Force of habit.

They're on the rooftop...

You scared, hayato? Give it a try.

All boys like to play with pistols.

You got one too, yeah?

Don't fight it. Blood is blood.

It runs in the family!

Dumbass.

Why didn't you tell me?

What'll you have?

I heard it was suicide.

I heard she hit kaido's, too.

They said, "watch her".

This badge...

It's matsuura's boys, right?

You want them on your case? Wise up, man.

I'm getting lit tonight. Join me.

Sorry. I gotta stick with matsuura.

- He plays video games... - Where?

I'm sorry, we're closed until further...

My condolences.

I'm a reporter...

Reporter? You drove her to this?!

Hayato!

Forgive me.

Robbery was never...

How'd you find out about it? Huh?

It ain'ton TV.

- Thank you? - Kaido legal advice bureau?

Why would she do something so rash?

She stole nothing.

But she said it made her feel better.

She asked me to do it with her.

I was too scared.

"To get revenge, I've got to hurt the goseikai..

"By taking their money," she said.

Suicide is...

Hey, I'm with the goseikali, you know.

Mr. ogoshi, you want to revive your gang?

To honour your father?

You do, don't you?

I don't know how my mom told you, but leave junior out.

Seiji has promised to let him rebuild the ogoshi-gumi...

- I somehow doubt that. - What the fuck? Huh?

Hey, reporter, I don't know what your game is,

but you better...

Mom doesn't like it either, so...

What now?

If we steal an illegal fortune,

the cops and media won't know.

We've got to do it. Put your mother to rest!

Why should we do it with you?

It's obvious.

To repay my dead parents.

- It ain't your business! - Tis!

Let's...

Think up a plan.

- I've seen you somewhere before. - I doubt it.

I can't see you again like this.

I will buy the grave shortly.

Yo. What's up?

I still need some time.

I told you not to go matsuura's place, didn't 1?

Where are you? Wait right there.

Kuroki, can I go to the toilet to poop?

Hey!

Seiji!

My piece!

Get my gun! Move it!

Move it!

Come back, motherfucker!

Come back!

You motherfucker! Who the fuck sent you?!

What's that shit on your face?!

You stupid son of a bitch! Die!

Why you got an old piece like this?

Buy it on e-bay?!

Hand it over!

Hand it over, asshole!

Don't do it, sir! He'll keep!

- Let go, you fuck! - Motherfucker!

Let go of me!

Hey!

You shitheads! Go! Don't let him get away!

Daisuke.

Where the fuck were you?!

I'm s 0 r ry, s ir!

Hey, I needed you just now, asshole!

You stupid fuck! Matsuura's been shot!

He was fucking protecting me!

That's your fucking job!

Ain't it, you stupid fuck?!

You stupid fuck! Get off me!

I'll make sure you stay a grunt all your life!

You stupid fuck!

Mom...

I'm sorry.

I couldn't avenge you.

Whatever became of me,

if the goseikai had gone down, I'd have died happy.

But daisuke chose to save his own ass!

You ok? Where are you?

What do you want?

I'm out front.

You and your buddies coming to kill me? Huh?!

I heard about your mom. Those bastards...

Where are you?

On the roof.

It's tomita! Daisuke called me.

On Saturday night, we go for their jugular.

Let me make up for provoking your mother.

Let me join you!

I'll supply our disguises.

For the four of us.

Reporter... Who the hell are you?!

He told me your mom's idea.

Even if we strictly follow the directions from the top,

they'll be arrested and the clan will be destroyed.

But...

They got a truckload of pigs on their payroll.

They'll say she killed herself.

You can't hurt me, hayato! Hayato!

Hayato!

Hayato!

The reporter told me.

“I'm glad I know now who shot my husband.

"Take care of hayato."

She left him an answerphone message that day.

He says he feels responsible, so he wants in.

He was crying.

We can't battle the goseikai.

Then again,

what's wrong with taking 100 million each as compensation?

What do you say?

Are you in?

If we were there at that time,

we would've become like that group of five 19 years ago.

Still wanna do it then? Hey, hayato, huh!?

You said four people. Who's the last one?

The reporter's late. What about our disguises?

- I bought balaclavas. - Huh?

The real deal! This is nuts!

- Well? - Don't "well" me!

- Well? - Hands up!

Robbing a loan shark? You're under arrest.

Are you shitting me?! We'll dress up as cops?!

Your gear and vests.

You got some kind of cop fetish?

- Here. - Are they real?

Replicas.

I hope the security cameras can't see us here...

What are you, embarrassed? Get over yourself.

So are you going to wear make-up again?

That's bad for the skin.

What is that? Make-up?

Ah, the underwear is white. It might stick out from the collar.

I got it. You take it off too.

I'm already wearing one.

What are you talking about? You said the underwear was white.

The law says mappo's panties are white.

Let's find out if yours are genuine or not!

The panties have no rules! I don't understand your reasoning.

It's bigger than when you were 15!

Cops don't wear bracelets.

I'm taking a piece of dad with me.

- What? Your panties aren't your mom's?! - Shut up and leave me alone!

- 100 million each. - 100 million.

Yeah. I bet they got more.

The information about each other such as phone numbers...

And e-mail addresses get deleted - are you ok with that?

- Complete strangers! - Got it.

Some staff are goseikai members, but they won't shoot. Too risky.

Put the cash in the bag, then run.

- Mom said so. - Okay.

Take this.

Get outta here! This won't work. Lots of them know me.

Wear them till we go in.

When it's time, put these on.

Hey, hayato, better crouch down.

Your height's a giveaway.

A lot of them know your voice, so I'll give the orders.

- Is that alright? - Affirmative, sir!

Hey, who's number four?

Hi there.

You guys don't let up. I brought it: The interest.

Is platinum okay?

You're Ms. asami? We've been waiting.

You've been waiting, huh?

Daisuke ogoshi

Ain't got a million?

Since when were you so broke?

- You're a fucking disgrace! - Seiji!

We apologise for our staff's rudeness the other day.

If you'd told us you were asami earlier, of course,

we could've provided you 1 or 2 million without interest or security.

After I read your document, I was very shocked.

We've prepared a seat for you. Let's have fun tonight.

Everyone, we're closing early today.

What are you playing with your phone for, whore?

Closed

get back! Back!

Get back! Take off your masks!

Closing time?!

Not till 11pm. Busy from 8pm.

- It's 6pm now. - Why are they closed?

Local police. Would you mind letting us in?

Local police? Why are you here?

Transfer scams are rife lately. Seen anyone suspicious?

- Have you got any ID? - Sure.

Nice to see you.

Hey! Didn't it say kanagawa police?!

Don't move. Freeze.

Hands. Hands up. Hands up!

Hands in the air!

Stay right there.

All clear?

Good. Don't move. Stay right there.

You! Open the vault.

Hey! You know what this is?!

Hands!

Gun on the counter.

Kuroki!

Yeah.

Hands up! Hands up!

Slowly. Good.

The key to the vault! This ain't a toy!

Ok, I got it! I got it!

The vault is not locked!

We only have ¥1,000,000. Grab it and get out!

Us loan sharks ain't scared of guns!

We got it. We got it, so don't shoot.

= onishi. - Yes, sir?

Give 'em the key.

Get it!

You! Help me!

- You! Now! - Alright!

Found it?!

What the hell?

There's no cash.

Where is it? It's here, right?

The goseikai's secret vault is here!

The vault! Come on!

We ain't got that kind of money.

Fine, I get it.

Kill 'em one by one. You first!

Calm down!

Do you know what you're doing? I can mediate for you.

Hey, if you don't haul ass, the real cops'll come.

Shut up!

You'll go first.

We're not here to kill!

Hands hands hands! Keep 'em up! Stay back.

Stay right there. Right there.

Ok, let's go.

Lady! You're our hostage!

Huh? Okay.

- I'll call the cops! - Forget it! Don't move!

Nothing happened. We saw nothing.

Listen up...

Say a word about this and you're dead. Right, matsuura?

Please forgive me, sir.

Hey, you!

What the hell are you doing, you idiot!

Don't you feel ashamed at all?!

Do your job right, idiot!

Don't come back until you fix it!

Please forgive me, sir!

Hey, clean it up! Bring something to clean up!

Forgive me, sir!

I'll keep you updated directly from now on. Please forgive me, sir.

Why kill him?! I told you not to!

These are real guns.

Only yakuza or cops have 'em!

We're all guilty!

He's an underworld reporter.

He knows how to get guns.

The manager's a decoy for when the cops raid them.

An ex-gangster to pin charges on.

They'll bury him, but won't report it.

How much we got?!

- Less than 100 million each. - Holy shit!

- May I? - Help yourself. - I will indeed.

400 million stolen, and one man killed.

Word'll get out. They'll be humiliated.

They'll come after us relentlessly.

- Just like 19 years ago. - We knew that from the start!

Let me off near that subway station.

I've got work.

Thank you. Goodbye.

His ID said "morisawa, kanagawa p.D."

Maybe he's a real cop.

He knew how to use a gun.

Morisawa? He's not tomita?

Why didn't you say so before?!

It says "kanagawa p.D."

- It was his photo. - Keiichi morisawa?

Seiji wasn't meant to be there!

Asami, delete my e-mail address.

Hayato's and the rest, too.

What for?

Listen up. You got away from us and ran back home.

Seiji will suspect you, being unharmed, and check your bags.

He'll find our e-mails on your phone.

Got it. Don't know anybody else, though.

Go home in the morning. He might come tonight.

So, did you find it?

I think. Haven't checked it.

I shouldn't take this. You take it.

Hayato, take our money. And this.

Give me 30 million now.

Know how tough it is to make 400 million?

Cut off your finger.

You're a disgrace!

Forgive me!

I swear... I swear I'll catch them.

These are just for show.

Put one on.

Please forgive me.

Whose son are you? You got no balls.

Put it on!

Not that one!

Hey! Shoot me here! Here!

Kill me, you asshole!

Whose son are you?

I can't die till you give me a grandchild.

With a third of this money,

I could buy a grave, and open a wine bar,

and I'd still be rich.

Don't worry about me.

Thanks.

Did you know that two cops turned up and got killed, too?

Morisawa and kumagi. Never heard of them, right?

He can't be...

Ok! Mom! Get on! Get on!

Quick!

Where are we going? To the hills, to dump me?

You got it! To the hills, to live in peace forever.

Tired...

I'm gonna leave this place of my own free will.

Which one's the heist?

I'm downloading it now.

Who the hell are you?!

Who are you? How'd you get in?

Excuse us. This is Mr. myojin, of myojin detective agency.

We've been hired by the goseikai to investigate the heist.

I'm his assistant, yoichi.

Detectives?! This is my home.

- I'll call the police! - Seiji gave us the key.

Oh, come on. He's got no right.

Download complete.

The woman...

Show me again.

She's the widow of hisamatsu, ogoshi's lieutenant?

And this is last night?

That big cop,

is it a coincidence he's smashing the same boxes?

I feel they think it's a fake cancer medicine.

And this...

Is the photo of the scene taken by her last night.

Zoom in here.

The grudge of the subordinate of the dead boss...

Who bought a fake medicine...?

They both have the same old gun.

It's called a gl Colt.

In the old days, only elite yakuza used them.

A lieutenant would have one. Is there a connection to hisamatsu?

That matsuura fella,

he recently ran into a young guy who had a gl Colt.

Apparently, he attacked seiji.

He was big too. Coincidence?

It must be.

I'm calling the cops.

Have a seat. Listen: My clients,

they say you know a lot, so they want me to ask you.

Know a lot?! I was a hostage. I'm a victim! Come on!

When did you escape your captors?

What did they say? It's vital information.

You were released unharmed.

Have a seat.

Watch with me.

Next...

It appeared to be just a cash heist of a loan shark operation,

but this guy got you to search their filing cabinets.

Two weeks earlier, a woman was eyeing up the same cabinets.

This is it.

Something about kaido's second generation or third generation...

Don't understand what they're talking about?

Please forgive me, sir.

That was me. I went there to borrow money.

Don't embarrass me.

If you went to borrow money, why try to check out the cabinets?

Why, in the heist last night,

were you rifling through those same cabinets?

Coincidence?

Of course it was.

The other day, I was just curious.

Yesterday, they forced me to search it for money.

They couldn't find the vault, so they got you to check the cabinets.

Isn't that unusual?

Why would the money be in there?

It seems a young gun wearing an out-dated bracelet...

Holds all the answers.

So, why are you covering for this guy?

Weren't you there by chance? To repay interest?

Even so, the more I l00kk,

you seem to be searching for something specific.

There. You found what you were after.

What? What is it? That envelope? Huh?

They broke the ceiling cameras,

but vaults have cameras too, don't they?

Seiji told me that.

We can't figure it out until we ask the old man.

Let me guess...

It's your secret diary?

How romantic.

You thought I was guilty from the start.

Get seiji. Let me call him.

This oxygen tank...

No open flames. Bang! It'll go bang!

What a masterpiece!

Not a western tattoo. Japanese-style, huh?

Truly a thing of beauty.

According to my client,

I can even stew or roast you, then eat you.

But you know,

I have so much more to ask.

Sit.

Your kitchen scraps.

Thrown them out.

L... can't stand flies.

Here.

Take it!

Hey!

Gimme that.

Give it here.

It's real?

I see.

Have you recovered the mail?

If you have any data on him...

Thank you. I'll be waiting.

Guys from the police or prosecution have been recruited as advisors in the gang.

- This is the recent trend... - Be quiet!

Dragging too much.

Please forgive me, sir.

We've got mail. Only the first one.

I recovered it.

When was the heist?

6pm. 1800 hours.

A "go" sign just before, huh? That's bad.

"G-0-g-0-j-u-n..."?

- What's that? - "Mr. go-go junior"?

You're sloppy. Should've deleted it.

Oh, you did.

- They e-mailed you? - They did.

"Kelichi morisawa, age 32, single.

"Kanagawa p.D., Yokohama branch. Senior officer.

"Expert marksman."

Expert, huh?

Could be trouble.

"Father killed on duty 19 years ago.

"Kelichi's mother later attempted joint suicide." "A shinjuku community affairs officer. May 3rd, 1995.

"Keiichi's mother later attempted joint suicide."

"Kelichi's mother later attempted joint suicide." “Around 2300 hours, killed in raid on ogoshi-gumi."

"Around 2300 hours, killed in raid on ogoshi-gumi."

The mother committed suicide a year later.

19 years ago... shinjuku...

Ogoshi clan gunfight...

You know about that? Maybe not born yet?

15 years old.

It sounds very convenient, but there's no guarantee.

I can't even see their faces.

Daisuke.

- Yes sir? - Enjoy your day off?

- Sorry? Oh, thank you, sir. - Shut the fuck up!

You put this on too, and come sit here!

Sorry?

Quit acting dumb! While you were fucking some broad,

seiji nearly got killed, asshole!

Put this on and kneel!

- Daisuke. - Yes sir?

- Know a hitman called myojin? - No sir.

I don't know him either,

but my old man wants me to have him kill the thieves.

He'll be here soon, so let him in.

- Yes sir. - But I'll kill them first.

You're with me now.

I'm deeply sorry, sir!

What a fuck-up! Runs in the family, don't it, son?

The ogoshi thought they couldn't solve it internally.

The goseikai's president shikine hired hitmen kyoya and shibata.

Mandai ichihiko...

Do you know him? Mandai ichihiko?

It's read bandai mikihiko, isn't it?

Bandai mikihiko...

Two survivors, shitty policeman hizu and mitsuya,

tried to get revenge.

Kyoya advanced first and killed hizu.

However, his partner shibata was killed by mitsuya...

And his homosexual partner kyoya...

Fired toward the officers in the police car in anger...

And then ran away after shooting two officers to death.

A dead cop.

What was his hame?

Inspector hiroshi morisawa. Age 32.

As the kanagawa prosecutor's office said, seriously, that guy shot, right?

Morisawa?

I've heard that name somewhere.

What goes around...

The son of a cop murdered on duty...

Attacking the goseikai makes sense. What doesn't is...

The guy with the gl Colt and bracelet.

And that envelope.

Don't jump to conclusions.

"Everybody ok?

- "Asami." - Give it back!

"A guy called myojin..."

"Everybody ok? I'm fine. Asami.”

It's from Mr. go-go.

"We're fine too."

Who's "we," I, I wonder?

"A guy called myojin was sent by the goseikai.

"He's probably a hitman. Be careful."

Who spilled the beans?

"A hitman. Got it."

Please put that into this and use it.

Why don't you tell me everything?

Not yet?

Not going to sell your mouth for free...?

She won't do it.

Lie, lie, lie...

I really hate that kind of low-life idiot...

Like hayato and the rest.

I'll go too.

It's okay.

Hey.

She hasn't slept,

so be a good host.

Be careful.

An inside job?

Who? Tell me.

I'll kill them, to show my father...

How big my balls are.

Your father and I...

Already agreed a fee for each of their heads,

so I can't say.

What does that matter?

At least give me a hint.

The leader's e-mail address is...

"Go-go junior?”

Hello? Hello!

- Who is it? - The name's myojin.

Come in.

I'll take that.

No.

What is it on your wrist?

- The thing on your wrist? - Ah, it's called a bangle.

It's old-school nowadays.

- What is it? - Kuroki.

- Yes sir? - What's your e-mail address?

Mine? "Kurochan-pe".

- Koga! - Yes sir?

- Yours? - Mine is the same.

- Matsu. - Mine is simple.

The 3rd of November.

- Matsuura. - Yes sir?

What do you do when your dog bites you?

That's easy. Pop!

- You're predictable. - I don't bite, sir.

For me, I take care of the start and the end of my shit myself.

What shit, sir?

This way.

Excuse me.

Mr. moyojin's here.

Delighted to make your acquaintance.

The name's myojin.

This...

Lieutenant of yours...

Is going to... give me a hand?

Yes. He'll be useful.

- Hey. - Yes sir?

This is Mr. myojin. Treat him with respect.

I'm ogoshi. It's my pleasure.

Ogoshi...

Daisuke?

Your method...

Is to off them one by one.

Am I right?

That didn't work too well 19 years ago.

They brought shame on me.

I'll deal with them my way.

I'll be the flame,

- and burn the moths as they come... - Bang!

"Tomita might be the dead cop's son.”

"A guy called myojin..."

A hitman?

"What do we do?"

When did you lose it?

You had it before you got on the train?

Your lies don't matter, just pick up!

In four days? At birds?

Goddammit.

What a pain in the ass. Fuck it.

"We're fine. A guy called myojin..."

"Going to seiji's shindig? Asami."

Do you say "shindig"?

"Shindig"? No, young people don't really say that.

How do I do it? Is this right? Delete?

Damn, I sent it.

Your phone's off?

- Huh? - Your phone's turned off?

Er, yes, while I'm driving.

Bathroom.

Go over there, asami kikuchi.

No way... you're in a band?

That's history now.

Wow! What's all this?

Good...

Cute...

Feels good to wear something like this, right?

What do you think?

I'm asking, what do you think, huh?!

You only have good ones seriously, huh?

This looks good, too. Do I have to wear this later?

Hey, I'm hungry.

I haven't eaten since last night. Let me.

Hang tight for now.

Aren't you hungry?

My blood sugar's so low, I'm dizzy.

Oh, there's dessert in the fridge.

Honey and lemon, from qu'il fait bon.

Let's share it.

- Qu'il fait bon? - Yeah.

Shit!

Qu'il fait bon...

Way in the back.

Stay there! Sit down!

Found you.

Living in this place...

You lucky bitch.

What a joke...

Listen, where are you?

“It's d. A guy called myoijin..." Listen, where are you?

“It's d. A guy called myojin..."

A hitman?

Morisawal

ever taken in a lost old man before?

A few times, why?

Well, it's hard to make out,

but he says he knows office morisawa.

Hello, morisawa speaking?

Oh! Yes, yes. Sure.

Sir, I'll be right there.

Yes, don't go anywhere. Bye now.

I don't know him...

Where is it?

It seems he went up the stairs of the building in Tokyo bay which contains a green box and couldn't come down.

I guess it's sunset hall, right?

Eh?! He climbed around the pipe?

Take care!

Who'd you call? You're lost?

You don't need an umbrella?

He's a hitman?!

"Going to seiji's shindig? Asami."

"Going to seiji's shindig? Asami." She perked up quickly. "Shindig," huh?

She perked up quickly. "Shindig," huh?

Shindig...

"Going to seiji's shindig? Asami."

"Going to seiji's shindig? Asami."

Hello, who's that on the elephant?

You're all wet.

Cop!

Don't, old man! Don't!

Don't don't don't! Run!

Every cop in Japan will hunt you.

Hands!

- Cut the crap. - Man, that was close.

That bracelet ain't coming back in style.

It was my father's.

Tell me why ogoshi's son is going against the goseikai.

- Get up! - Why? - Yeah, why?

It all comes down to...

Avenging my father!

Cop!

You ok?!

Kanagawa p.D., Yokohama branch...

Senior officer...

Keiichi morisawa.

There's...

Someone you need to meet.

You and hayato.

Mr. hizu.

Hizu?

Fish head survived?

Unbelievable.

He was in a coma for 19 years.

A miraculous recovery.

It can't be.

The guy who killed my dad?

That's right.

His memory...

Is frozen in 1995.

He's just like you!

He still wants...

- To avenge his wife and daughter! - So what?!

You killed my dad? You must've been crazy.

- On your knees! - Junior! He's frail! - Shut up!

Beg forgiveness.

Do it!

Makes you cry, right?

My dad...

Used to drink...

And listen to this...

With my mom.

There's a shindig...

Am I right?

I can't die yet.

Selji's dad is coming?

Those bastards...

Have got to go.

So what are we gonna do? Huh?

I'd crawl through...

Hell's depths...

Hell's depths?

Where's hell?

Listen to me.

Was a trap to draw us in, and kill us all at once!

The depths?

Crawl the depths...

Under the shindig...

The depths?

Under the shindig!

What's all this? Junior?

A gun...

Gimme a gun...

A gun...

You wanna come?

You wanna come with us?!

You! The second floor.

Hey, found something?

What's wrong with you?

Found money for the first time?

Gut-wrenching moment?

What is this?

- I'm sure it's not in here. - We should get outta here soon.

We couldn't find it upstairs. What are you doing here?

- I've lost the badge around here. - What?

Look for it quick! You look for it over there!

- All right. - Go, stupid! - All right.

You still alive?

I hope asami's ok.

Myojin had her phone.

I'm worn out.

No sleep for two days.

I'll get some now.

Me too.

What's the time?

Almost morning, I think.

When's the party?

Know how long we've been here?

Two days and five hours.

Huh. Cool trick, cop.

You stink.

Want me to buy you daipers? Don't leak on me.

I'm so sorry.

- How's my stink? - Junior stinks worse.

It ain't shit. It's piss.

Huh?

Where'd he go?

Did he go to the toilet to poop?

Wow, he's not nervous at all.

Oh?! A mail!

Who is this?

Another trap?

From who?

- Hello? - Whose phone is this?

Thank god! It's asami!

She's safe, right? I feel relieved.

Sorry. My phone was taken.

I know.

You're in their sights, too.

Run away. Get some plastic surgery or something.

Survive.

Lay flowers on my grave.

Where are you?

Now?

A place you know.

Hey! Don't come...

Damn. Out of juice.

We could've used her, and her ppk. But she's been through enough.

We came so close.

To ending the goseikali.

Even if you say so, you can't even take care of yourself!

Hurry, hurry!

Go in, please.

- Quite strict, right? - Maybe something happened?

Please show me inside of your bag.

Hey, what are you doing? Cut some slack.

But if something happens to the third generation...

Let them in. Come in, please. Long time no see.

- Congratulations. - Thank you very much.

We can't lose our jobs, right?

- Excuse me, what's inside? - We're the band. - Go in.

Excuse me, what's inside? Go in, please.

- Fuck off! - Fuck off!

That bitch. Fuck off!

Leave it. It's been a while. Let her sing.

Her requiem.

Heard this before?

You bet I have. It's asami's Rose.

His mistress sings at his wedding?

They're crazy bastards, that family.

Fuck off, bitch!

So, they're all here? Like moths to a fucking flame.

Seiji, it's time.

Holy shit.

I told you not to come.

This is my fault.

It's nobody's fault.

It's... mine.

L... dragged you in.

Don't talk.

You used to play here?

Where are we exactly?

After three days, I'm lost.

Let's go. We can get out behind the screen.

Did you hear the music? From where?

Over there. Don't tell me you sang?

Over there! Let's go!

- What about fish head? - Fish head?

Forget him. He must be looking for his four pals.

He'll come.

Leave me here.

The fun's only just beginning.

The old boss and his cadre are coming.

Gotta have a cop!

She went in there!

Open it up...

Hurry!

What's happening in here?

Flashlights! Go get 'em!

Where is she?

Hey! What the fuck?!

Motherfucker!

Get off me!

Fuck!

Bag!

Are you ok, cop?!

Shh! People come! Shh! Shh!

Cop!

Shh!

Everyone, the time has come at last.

The bride and groom! Give them a big hand!

Now, a greeting from the groom,

Mr. seiji shikine.

Thank you all for coming today.

Birds is closing down,

but it will re-open in three years.

And, like all of you couples here today,

birds will take flight!

Next, Mr. yuzuru matsuura, owner of kaido legal advice bureau,

will make a toast.

Seiji and matsuura are close. Do it now!

Not yet.

It is therefore my great honour to propose this toast.

To their new life.

Osihi construction and gosei holdings...

We can't endanger the civilians.

Not to mention...

The boss isn't here yet.

Maybe he was never invited.

There's no parent alive...

Who'd miss the wedding of their son and heir.

- Dance with me? - Gladly.

Ain't that a bitch?

We're covered in shit and piss, they got dom perignon.

Have you seen it?

What?

My pink secret. The fatal one.

I haven't. Have you, hayato?

Oh. It's in the bag.

Who's that?

That's mom, me, and my dad.

You... this is...

Who's your father? This man?

Mikihiko bandai.

They said he was a thief.

Leader of a gang of killers.

They said they'd leak this to the media,

if I didn't give the goseikai an heir.

Fathered by the boss.

The man who my mother loved.

I couldn't believe it though.

This is about the accomplices...

My mother cut out the article from a weekly magazine.

Seriously? We risked our lives to avenge these guys?!

They were there, but they got away.

Get this:

We gotta protect seiji to cover our own asses.

Are there any other exits?

Get the floor plan.

Running away would have disgraced my mother.

Here.

Hey. Open it.

Go ahead.

The light.

- Kuro. - Yes sir?

- Don't let them get away. - Yes sir.

- Bring the boys. - Yes sir.

I feel sick...

Asami?

In the end, it's the fault...

Of your yakuza fathers...

Our murderous fathers.

Wanna die?

We didn't come here to die.

We've got 400 million.

We'll invest in a designer building...

Let's set up a building.

Hayato manages an underground wine bar.

Asami manages the entertainment agency.

As for the cop... hmmm...?!

Hey, cop, we're outta time.

Seiji and matsuura are enough.

You go.

I'll... stay here...

Ok. If we get split up,

head to the hospital garage.

The garage?

Don't sweat it. I'll take you.

Now, it's time for our surprise guest!

Goseil holdings president, Mr. takamasa shikine!

A welcome surprise! Come on! Come on!

You're kidding me!

Would you... dance with me?

Gladly.

Our finale has arrived.

A dance to the 'last waltz',

with blessings to all.

How do you feel?

Ecstatic.

Seriously? This song?

Now what?

Mom and dad loved this song.

It brought them together.

A rock musician? This song?

I played it for seiji a lot. He said it was annoying.

Sentimental, ain't it?!

- Who's there? - Get out here!

Yeah! Here we go!

See ya around!

Asami!

You can't do this! Not in your state!

Come over here!

Father!

Father, don't.

Seiji!

Boss! Boss!

Seiji...?

Selji?

Seiji!

Seiji!

Fucking move!

Hey!

I can't take this shit!

Please forgive me.

You idiot! You think you can harass me like that, huh?! - Easy! Easy!

Thank you for your service so far.

Thank you very much.

Take care of your family.

Thank you very much.

Go on. All of you, attack.

I'll take care...

Of your legal arrangements. Go.

Bye now.

Where were you? Well? You old coot!

Your targets are still alive!

The goseikai's finished!

Run! Run!

Hisamatsu's little bastard!

Stop hiding and show yourself!

You know who killed your momma?!

Not that old fuck matsuura!

It was me!

Your momma was a fine piece of ass!

Fuck you!

Forget that small fry! We got our revenge!

Let's get outta here, before the cops come! Hayato!

Die, cocksucker!

Asami! Asami!

A gun!

You son of a bitch!

You'll all... go up in flames...

Father!

This works great!

Just like you said, fucker!

What the fuck's going on?!

You're all meant to be enemies!

You're bandai's daughter!

You dumb bitch!

Why won't you die?!

Ogoshi!

Who are you?

Hizu...

Oh... fuck it.

Masahiro higashide

kenta kiritani

Anna tsuchiya

tasaku emoto

masanobu Ando

jinpachi nezu

gonin saga

english translation: Don brown subs transcribed & timed by lordretsudo additional translation funded by kemushi

Executive producer: Shinichiro inoue

Produced by: Takeshi kikuchi katsuya kamo

producers: Naohiko ninomiya takashi achiwa

directors of photography: Yasushi sasakibara yoshiaki Yamamoto

lighting director: Miyanobu inori

production designer: Takashi suzuki

music by goro yasukawa

sound recording: Hiromichi kori

"Gonin saga" film partners present

A femme fatale production

Written & directed by takashi ishii