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Put it back!

It's fucking...

What the f...

It's useless. I can't.

You wouldn't say this if your grandfather were here.

Akemi...

have I taught you nothing all these years?

The outside world doesn't fit in the dojo.

Sorry, Sensei.

When your grandfather brought you to me,

you had just turned six.

-I still remember that day. -So do I.

You have the vocation to become a true warrior.

But to fulfill it, you must leave your grief and anger...

I'm trying, Sensei.

It's just so hard...

Take a look at your shinai.

It doesn't weep for the dead.

It doesn't feel guilt.

Let discipline shape your spirit and mind.

You and your sword must become one.

Allow this principle to guide you in your journey.

It's what your grandfather wanted, Akemi.

Kamae!

Posture.

Focus.

Concentration.

Nothing must stand between you and your sword.

Your life may depend on one blow.

A single blow.

Strike like I taught you.

Now!

Again!

Yes?

OK.

I'm on my way.

Stop.

Yoshiaki.

Takeshi-san...

I've... always... been loyal to you.

Please, I ask...

Take care of my mother!

My mother... She's got no one else in the world.

If you called me here to watch you die,

at least die like a man!

I... actually, I...

I know something... that you'd be very interested in.

Just say it already.

It's for your ears only, Takeshi-san.

No one else's.

Yoshiaki...

you've just sealed your fate...

...and mine.

Who else knows about this?

No one that I know of.

The Boss handled everything himself.

He even hired outside people to settle the matter.

Good evening, Mrs. Tsugahara.

Akemi, late again?

Tomorrow you need to take the day shift.

I have an appointment in the morning.

-Hey. I finished reading it. -Did you like it?

Barely understood a thing.

I should have put you on a dating app.

Now, that would've been a far better way

of learning Portuguese.

-How about you? -Dating?

Oh. I haven't been able to think straight since...

I'm sorry.

I'm actually done with all this.

I wanna leave.

I gotta go, I'm gonna be late for class.

See you tomorrow, okay?

Good night, Grandpa.

I don't have all the test results,

but memory loss is common after this kind of trauma.

He doesn't remember anything?

No.

All we've managed to find out is that he's a foreigner.

He could be American, English, who knows.

We've reached out to all the embassies, consulates...

Nobody knows who he is.

He's a ghost.

Doesn't even remember his own name.

Shall we?

How do you feel?

-Okay. -Look...

these officers are investigating your case.

They brought something here to help you

remember what happened.

Okay.

When they found you, you were holding this sword.

You were wounded by it.

Never seen it.

Are you sure?

I don't remember.

Sorry.

Okay.

Could I have a word with you?

What happened to Yoshiaki?

Nothing happened.

I was the one who introduced him to the family.

And you dealt with him, didn't you?

What did you talk about?

He admitted to embezzlement.

He wanted assurances

that his mother wouldn't face any retribution.

I just lost two men!

Don't you think this calls for an explanation?

Takeshi, our organization has rules.

How much do you want? Huh? Tell me.

This isn't about money, Takeshi-san.

What I'm saying is you can't just murder my men on a whim!

I don't owe any loyalty to you.

No, not to me.

But you do the family! And to the oyubun!

This is for the oyabun.

A token of my loyalty.

Don't be so dramatic.

You are one of my best lieutenants.

I've never had a single reason to doubt you.

Oyabun,

are you saying this man should be trusted?

He's always done what he wanted without any consequences.

Who do you think you're talking to?

Who do you think you are, you punk?

I've served this clan for decades!

Only because I spared your life long ago!

Watch your mouth.

Worthless bastard.

And you, Takeshi-san...

Watch your step.

Couple more of these

and you can join the Yakuza.

What is it anyway?

A moncho.

My grandpa was carrying this embroidery when he died.

When they shot him.

Who was it?

No one knows.

A robbery gone wrong, the police said.

I'm sorry.

-Hey, asshole! -Son of a bitch!

I'll fuck you up!

♪ ♪

Happy birthday, baby!

Are you still on about this Japan thing?

I mean, there's nothing keeping me here anymore.

I don't want to spend the rest of my life

selling knickknacks in Brazil.

Well, you know what they say...

the best way to know the real Japan is if you go to Brazil.

"Real..." Right...

♪ ♪

Come on. You gotta sing your song.

You gotta sing your song.

Number 72.

Akemi, please come to the stage.

Happy birthday, Akemi!

♪ Feels like desert running through my veins ♪

♪ Oh, oh-oh, oh-oh ♪

♪ Trying to pull the trigger put it to an end ♪

♪ Oh, but what comes after dark? ♪

♪ Dragging my feet 'cause gravity pulls me down ♪

The Jap is mine!

♪ I hit the ground, run ♪

♪ Run ♪

♪ Run, baby, run Run, run ♪

♪ Run, baby, run ♪

♪ You got me feeling ♪

♪ You got me feeling in a certain type of way ♪

♪ When you say... ♪

I'm gonna do your friend.

♪ Run, run ♪

♪ Run, baby, run ♪

♪ Run, run ♪

♪ Run, baby, run ♪

♪ You got me feeling ♪

♪ You got me feeling in certain type of way ♪

Watch him.

♪ When you say ♪

You smell nice.

Show me how a Jap twerks, c'mon!

New tattoo? Can I see it?

Fuck off!

What's the matter, princess? Why are you so upset?

I got you a birthday present right here...

...just for you.

Wanna play? Let's play!

C'mon!

Hey, hey! That's enough.

Who are you?

They want you to go to the police station.

I'll come with you.

All right.

I'll walk you home. Come on.

ANTIQUE STORE

Hey! Hey!

What are you doing here?

How did you get in?

I don't understand a word

you're fucking saying, pal.

Oh.

Well--well, uh...

What do you want?

The sword. Tell me about it.

It's a--

-It's a-- It's a katana. -Yeah.

Uh, may I?

Yes.

It's pretty ordinary, if you ask me.

Well, I-- I could make you an offer,

but I'll tell you straight off, it ain't gonna be much.

Why don't you just tell me about the sword?

Here. Here's 1,500. US, cash.

You don't understand.

All right, I'll--

Yeah, here, um-- We can, uh--

We can make a trade, you know?

You know what I'm saying? A guy like you...

walking around the city with a katana like that.

People are gonna notice.

I got something a little bit less conspicuous.

Here.

Look at that. Hey?

Anything interest you?

Vintage. World War II.

Lots of stuff to choose from here.

No.

You still don't understand.

You know what, buddy?

I think you're the one who's not getting it.

Why don't you take the money

and get the fuck out of my store before I call the cops?

The sword.

Get it off me, please.

-The sword. -All right, all right.

This Japanese guy comes in here not too long ago.

He wanted some maintenance done on the blade.

So I sent him to a specialist to get it sharpened.

That's all I know, I swear to God.

Go on.

It's a Muramasa.

Very ancient.

Very rare.

It's supposed to be cursed.

It imprisons souls, bloodthirsty.

All that Japanese mumbo jumbo shit.

People are gonna pay a lot of money for this blade.

I don't know who they are.

I'm pretty sure they're connected to the Japanese mob.

You know, the Yakuza.

The Japanese man...

What's his name?

I don't know his name.

But I got an address.

This is the bottle you were planning to open today,

remember?

"When you turn 21..."

Grandpa. I'm finally 21.

I had this made today.

I know what you think about tattoos, but...

What the heck.

It seemed like the right thing to do.

Move it! C'mon!

Go, go, go!

What is your emergency?

Why are you running from us?

I missed you!

Hold her down for me, will you?

May I?

-Who did this to her? -You did!

No, I didn't!

I'm gonna ruin that pretty little face.

Wallace, help!

Out of the way!

It's okay. Go.

Come on.

Go!

Climb.

Come on.

Go!

Aki...

Aki!

What were you doing in my apartment?

I need your help.

The sword.

Is it your father's?

My grandfather.

No, he didn't own a sword.

I need to talk to him.

He's dead.

That's a pretty deep cut.

-Yeah. -Clean it.

I'll look for something to disinfect it with.

Sensei. Are these my parents?

Is this me?

SUMMER 1999

Who are these people?

This man in the picture. He tried to kill me.

I think he's Yakuza.

Sensei?

Your grandfather asked me to keep these.

Are you even listening?

Someone tried to kill me!

I can't help you.

You need to talk to someone else.

Mrs. Tsugahara.

My boss?

This blade can be treacherous.

The katana has found you.

You and it are one now.

As you were meant to be.

Go. Now.

Your life depends on it.

Where is she?

I said, "Where is she?"

Are you going to kill me?

Akemi!

How long did you and Grandpa have this...relationship?

-Eight years. -Eight years...

And all this time he never told you anything?

He never talked about his past. You know that.

Daisuke made me keep our affair a secret,

no one knew about it.

Well, Chiba did.

But I never thought that...

That he would have such terrible fate.

You know? I was devastated but I knew something was wrong.

Daisuke was acting strange lately.

Strange how?

He told me that the day was coming

when you two would disappear.

I thought it was some kind of excuse.

I couldn't believe him.

Remember the trip he took before...

you know...

before what happened?

Before he left, he gave me this address.

He told me to keep it safe.

They will have answers there.

CORONER

Hey!

Hold it right there.

I don't know how I can help you.

Yeah?

Well, I don't have another option.

Don't you remember anything from before the hospital?

No. Not my face, not my name, only the sword.

Listen, I don't want to give you any kind of hope.

I'm grateful for your help, but this katana

doesn't have anything to do with my grandfather.

He was...

just an old man.

Harmless.

There are no harmless old men.

You are not welcome here.

Come with me.

Tell your friend to wait here.

What did she say?

I'll be back in a bit.

No, thanks.

Okay.

Do you think it was the Muramasa?

Oh.

Very nice.

Wait here.

My grandfather was here before he died.

Your grandfather came here for the Muramasa.

What do you mean?

He had asked me to keep it for him.

This man tried to kill me.

Is he the one who murdered my grandfather?

Was he after the katana? The Muramasa?

The man isn't after the katana.

What does he want with me then?

Listen carefully, girl.

We were all friends with your grandfather.

I'd like to help you, but I can't do it alone.

I can't answer all your questions on my own.

If you and my grandfather were friends,

then you must know something.

Why are you all being so secretive?

There is no secrecy.

Then why--

Come with me.

Get some rest.

You still have a long journey ahead of you, girl.

Oh.

What is he doing?

His clan was decimated.

This is the only way he can preserve his honor.

He prefers not to die by his enemies' hands.

Fucking hell.

In the age of the samurai,

honor was everything.

Unlike today.

Men would risk their lives to kill one another.

It was a time of bravery.

There were heroes.

The katana...

Shut up, Saito.

The katana your friend is carrying

is a real Muramasa.

Ma'am...?

Yes?

Did you know my grandfather?

He was our friend.

He never told me about this place.

No one ever talks about this place outside of here.

That's the rule.

Call me when you finish your bath.

Every swing of a blade forged by Muramasa,

the master swordsmith,

has a demon lurking within.

The spirits of the many who were slain by a Muramasa

dwell in the sword...

waiting for the next victim...

to feast on their blood.

Like the devil.

I'll come by later

with your clean clothes and something to eat.

My apologies, ma'am.

You may call me Yukiko.

Thank you.

I'm afraid the sake got the best of your friend.

Genjuro and Saito are taking care of him.

Take this time to get some rest.

What do we do with him?

When the man arrives, he'll decide what to do.

You can't sleep, can you?

Get dressed and follow me.

Some secrets we carry to the grave,

but others end up dying with us,

stuck in our throats.

But the past

almost always catches up to us when we least expect.

Sometimes, even a past we forgot,

or wanted to forget.

Even a past that doesn't belong to us.

Ren Oshima.

1947 - 1999

Grandpa?

How could this be?

MASSACRE IN OSAKA

TAKIKAWA CLAN BOSS BRUTALLY MURDERED ALONG WITH HIS FAMILY

YOUNGEST DAUGHTER MISSING

That sword...

It tasted my blood already.

I protected your family,

and saved you, Aki.

My name isn't Aki.

We need to get out of here.

Why would I trust you?

Because you don't have anyone else.

I'm all you have.

So this is where you

cowards and lackeys from the Takikawa clan

came to hide?

What a pity.

A garbage dump where honor and righteousness have rotted away.

What's so funny? Huh?

The very thought of a man like you...

speaking of honor.

You,

a butcher of women and children!

You got lucky, old man.

I don't need to chat with you any longer.

We can't just leave him!

You still don't understand, do you?

He's the man who killed Ren Oshima, your grandfather.

There's a shochu bottle and a piece of cloth

in the glove compartment.

Ren Oshima,

or Daisuke, as you call him, wasn't your grandfather.

He was my right-hand man, Aki.

He left his own family behind to honor his duty.

He was my family.

Your father, Akira Takikawa,

was the most feared man in Osaka.

A man like him has his share of enemies.

A gang chief called Ken'Ichi, who's my boss now,

was growing inside the organization,

conspiring, convincing some other bosses

that your father was weak.

Your father didn't believe it when I tried to warn him.

On your first birthday,

Oyabun Ken'Ichi and his goon Kojiro set up a trap.

Your whole family was killed.

Your father, your mother...

your brother.

Ren was the only one I could trust.

I pretended to pledge loyalty to Oyabun Ken'Ichi

and waited for Ren to get in contact all these years.

But I only found out where he'd taken you

-after he was killed. -They told me he was mugged.

Ren would never be killed in a robbery, Aki.

Oyabun Ken'Ichi hired a hitman.

The idea was to kill you both.

But that man saved my life.

I don't know what game he's playing.

Maybe he's planning to use you as hostage.

I don't know, Aki.

Takeshi-san.

Call me Akemi.

♪ ♪

Oyabun Ken'Ichi knows the risk you represent.

There are still men loyal to your family,

willing to fight for you.

This is your war. Not mine.

This is your father's war.

And Ren's, who sacrificed himself for you.

Maybe he changed his mind.

Maybe he would have asked what I wanted.

War is the only way.

It's your fate.

Maybe he really wanted to bury his past.

The past would come knocking.

No one, Akemi...

No one is capable of burying their past.

I won't be trapped by a past that isn't my own.

Look around, Akemi.

Look at these people.

This despicable place.

You weren't born to live here. You belong in Japan.

Akemi.

Why?

Why what?

He didn't do anything.

I didn't do this.

Calm down.

Stop!

You killed my grandfather.

Do it.

Don't. Don't.

This man is a killer, Akemi.

A hitman.

He's a ronin.

Here, among the dead...

This is where his journey ends.

He's not worthy of dying by the blade of the Muramasa.

Takeshi-san. Let's give them war.

♪ This is the last time I'll let you invade ♪

♪ My heart with your armies ♪

♪ Oh ♪

♪ This is the last time I'll let you invade ♪

♪ My heart, my heart ♪

♪ Oh ♪

There's a helicopter waiting to take us to the port.

We're taking a ship to Japan?

The airports are being watched.

Shortcut.

♪ Break another bed ♪

♪ And we can sing A little sad song ♪

♪ Why, oh, why ♪

♪ Fate you wanna hide Still you know... ♪

It's good to see you again, Takeshi-san.

Do you really believe there are men still loyal

to your lost cause?

All this trouble...

to die in a strange land.

Fighting for a pipe dream.

You'll never know what it's like to die with honor.

With honor or without...

what's the difference?

The time of honor is over.

Our time, Takeshi-san,

is the time of death.

You have failed.

You know what, girl?

A wise man once gave me a piece of advice.

He said, "Never hire a gaijin to do a Japanese man's job."

It's incredible how even the wise can be wrong sometimes.

Just think about it...

not only did the gaijin kill the traitor Ren Oshima,

he brought you to me.

How did you get him to choose your side?

Did your "grandpa" teach you how to please a man as well?

Aki!

My name is not Aki.

Did Takeshi manage to convince you that...

you could start a war?

You and me. For my family.

You and me.

Too bad.

I was hoping to bring you to Japan.

Alive.

I promise you a quick death.

The same kind I gave your parents.

And your brother.

I didn't lie to you.

I just don't remember.

You owe me.

I'll call you Shiro.

And my war will be your war.

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