All language subtitles for Master Samurai

- Will you take
me to the Hyatt Hotel?

- Aye.

- Thank you.

- Welcome, sir.

- Thank you.

- Drive on.

- Are you sure that was him?

- I've seen him twice.

Once in Bangkok.

Once in Rangoon.

- It could be he's
interested in the same line

of business we are.

Anyway, I'm totally sure.

I don't think he'll be a problem.

bothered.

- You think he can help, maybe?

- I don't know.

- You think he'll lead us to something?

- Well, his record showing
something pretty impressive.

If he was playing, he
won't take it sitting down.

- That's true.

- You keep an eye on him

and see what he'll do next.

- Hello?

Who?

Yeah, okay.

Hey, Bruno.

Boy, you boys are on the ball.

I haven't been in town an hour and,

sure I always have time to
talk to an old friend, but,

hey, now wait a minute.

I'm no longer with...

Where?

Yeah, I think I know the place, but...

Hello, Bruno.

- Hi.

- Bring me a glass, please.

- Yes, sir.

- Are you clear?

- No one followed me.

I came the long way around.

Now, what's up?

- A hot piece of info goin' around.

I knew

sooner or later the agency
would send someone in.

But I didn't know it'd be you.

- Bruno, that's what I was
trying to tell you on the phone.

I'm no longer with the agency.

I'm a private detective working

for a worldwide organization.

- Why?

What happened?

- Overzealous.

There was this dope-pushing bastard

that had moved to this
trade with the ghetto people

and middle class schoolkids.

You ever see a 14 year old
girl who's been popping quartz?

He was arrested several
times but never convicted.

Big friends, big money.

So, I convicted him.

Right between the eyes.

Washington asked me to leave the service.

- So, what are you doing here in Manila?

- You read about that three million dollar

kidnapping in Chicago by the
People's Liberation Army?

- Yeah.

- That's what it's all about.

The People's Liberation Army is a front

for the organization.

We got a lead the money's around here.

Since I knew the area, they sent me.

Hey, what's the matter?

- My people are on the same thing.

- What?

- Listen, that's what
this hot tip is all about.

The guys around here are all excited

about a big operation.

Big, I tell you.

There's talk of foreign
financing and all that.

- You in on it?

- In a way, yes, but I haven't got

the whole thing on it.

- Thank you.

If you're in, why are you telling me?

- They're into narcotics.

You know I'm against that.

It killed my brother.

- Yeah, sure, I know.

- Look, I used to be a
smuggler and a gun runner,

but that is all over now.

- Okay, go on.

- Let me look around.

All I know is, there's a tie up involving

a big-time politician and components.

- This is one of the
suspects in the kidnapping.

Have you seen him?

- No, I've not seen him.

You better leave.

- What's the matter?

- Later, you go out the front door.

I'll go this way.

- Ah, ah!

- Good morning.

Is Major Javier in?

- Yes, sir.

- Come on in.

- Good morning, Major.

My name's Peterson.

- How are you, Mr. Peterson?

Please, sit down.

- Thank you.

- Can we be of any help, perhaps?

- What have you found out
about this Bruno's killing?

- Ah, yes.

Hmm.

Quite interesting.

A petty hoodlum dies and
the very next morning,

I find an American gentleman in my office

interested in him.

- I knew him, that's all.

- That's a nice one.

We're also informed that Mr. Bruno

was seen drinking with a
certain foreigner last night.

You weren't that foreigner, by any chance?

- Yes, but I--

- And my I ask why you were with him?

- Well,

you see,

I'm a businessman and Bruno was...

find me a companion, whenever
I came here to Manila.

- I see.

And you don't think he died accidentally?

- No, I don't.

- And you suspect that
he was killed, right?

- I don't know, except I never knew him

to be a heavy drinker.

Maybe,

the woman business, competition.

- Unlikely, Mr. Peterson.

You see, Bruno wasn't really
into that kind of a business.

But I think you know all that.

- Major, how would I know?

I'm in import exports.

- Tantos.

- Sir?

- Mr. Peterson is here in my office--

- Yes, sir.

- About the Bruno case.

Come on in.

Take Mr. Peterson out and
get a statement from him.

- Come on, this way, please.

- Import export.

Why did they have to kill

a character like Bruno

just for talking to a
foreigner like Peterson?

- What I don't understand is,
where does Peterson fit in?

- Cable Washington for a dossier on him.

- Yes, sir.

- Mr. Peterson.

- Yeah?

- My name is Vargas.

I wanna talk with you about Bruno.

- I just gave my statement in there.

Go read it.

- I know, I know.

But they won't show it to me.

I'm a suspended cop, a detective.

I owe him something.

- Look, Vargas.

I'm just a businessman, all right?

- Peterson, I don't think
you're just a businessman,

and I doubt if Major
Javier thinks so, either.

He's probably cabling Washington right now

to check you out.

I'll know the answer
an hour after he does.

- Okay.

Call me at my hotel this evening.

We'll have a drink.

- All right, but it's less fun.

Only you could have pulled
off that caper in Taipei.

- Look, Bill, I need a favor,

just for old times' sake, okay?

- Sure, anything.

What can I do to help?

- You know why I'm here?

- I know.

Three million reasons why you're here.

What have you got?

- Not much, just that somehow,
Manila got into the picture.

Then last night, this guy I
was drinking with got killed.

- Ah, Bruno, right.

The guy who was helping
you with those commies.

- I'm beginning to think
you're way ahead of me.

All right, what have you got?

- We're trying to put the pieces together,

but all we have so far,
it's not very much,

is that a big syndicate got
thrown out of Monte del Fuego.

- How?

- Uncle Sam tried to
put the dollar squeeze

on them, but no go.

Finally, the group of Admiral
Hernandez staged a coup.

- And then what happened?

- Well, it seems the coup
caught everyone by surprise.

The Admiral's boys got everything.

They syndicate funds, everything except

for the top two or three.

So, the syndicate still
has its head intact.

- What happened next?

- That's where your three
million bucks come in.

The syndicate needed
replenishment of capital,

so they pulled that phony
political kidnapping

and started looking around for a new base.

Ah, thank you.

- Well, that makes sense so far.

Oh, thank you.

But why Manila?

Man, there's Marshall Law here.

- They're brave little
bastards, aren't they?

First thing the new government did

is execute a Chinese dopehead

and I guess that kind of false security

the syndicate finds useful.

- Don't like it, but it makes sense.

I don't understand.

How can they operate?

- They'll find a front
man, like an ex-politician

who still has good contacts.

It's not a big step from the old politics

to syndicate crime and
dope is profitable enough

to justify risks.

- Yeah.

Bruno told me the same thing.

Incidentally, do you have anything

on a Sergeant Vargas, a detective?

- Sergeant Vargas, name's familiar.

Let's see, let's see here.

That one's recent.

Here it is, got suspended.

Said he was framed.

- Said he wants to talk to me.

Why not, okay.

Well.

Guess I better be going.

- Dang glad to be of help to an alumnus.

- Hey,

can't you do something about
this import export thing?

Everybody sees through it.

- Well, I tried to recommend
a brothel in the front one.

Nearly got kicked out.

- And that's my story.

Peterson, you see that
one, that framed me,

for I'd been promised a lot of money.

See, I just wanna clear myself.

And now Bruno is dead.

He could have tied up the loose ends.

- Yeah, yeah I know.

- What brings you here?

- It started late last year in Chicago

with a kidnapping by the
People's Liberation Army.

There's a three million dollar ransom.

My company was hired
to recover the ransom.

Trail led me here.

And that's how it is.

What's your next move?

- Well, what do you think I should do?

- We'll team up.

It'll make things easier for me if I could

use your contacts, besides,

for the way they handled
Bruno, I could use some backup.

- Welcome.

Yes, it's good to see you again.

- How do you do?

- Who's the chick?

- She's Cecile LaFanta.

One of our society girls.

- Who's with her?

Her lover?

- No, Don Benigno.

He was a top politician
before Marshall Law.

- Marshall Law hasn't
changed his style of living.

- Well, Don Benigno apparently
made it a long time ago.

- Well, unless you're going to run,

she'll have to, she'll run for office now.

Yeah, yeah.

I think that's a good idea.

- What are your plans now?

- I'm not sure.

- Maybe I can put you onto a new lead.

- Like what?

- Like this man needs followed.

Like the man turtle.

- We'll do that.

You're on suspension.

That means no income.

- It's a little tight, but I'll manage.

- You've got to move fast.

Here.

Take this.

Hire a car and buy some
information with it.

- Oh, thank you, but...

- Come on.

It's not mine.

Business expenses.

- Okay, thank you.

Waiter.

Waiter!

- Yes sir,
thank you sir, thank you.

- Thank you.

- Okay, come in.

- Subject is on his way out,

we're following by car, over.

- John, let's get outta here!

- Good evenin', Mr. Peterson.

- Good evening.

What's goin' on?

- We're from the police, Mr. Peterson.

We're searching your place.

Been hearin' things about ya.

- You have a search warrant?

- We are under Marshall Law.

Haven't you heard?

- I heard the people still have--

aren't you curious about what happened

to your pals tonight?

- Come on!

- Oh.

- Oh.

- Hello.

Could I stay awhile here?

- Do you want a massage?

- Oh.

Massage?

Sure.

Sure.

- I give a good massage.

- You know Bruno?

- I'm sorry sir,

I don't know anybody by that name.

- How 'bout Turko?

Is he here?

- Don't know him.

- Well, he brought me here.

Does he own the place?

- I can see my work here.

- Hey, buddy.

We've been hearin' things about you.

So, you're the inquisitive fellow?

Why do you work?

- I was just playin' with her.

Tryin' to make time while she massaged me.

- You want massage, huh?

Let me do it for you.

- Hold it.

Who the hell are you?

You been trailing me for
a couple of days now.

- What's the matter?

You don't want my help?

- That's just it.

Why did you help?

- Let's go someplace where
we can talk this over.

- Okay.

Okay.

So, you're from MI-5 Special
Force out of Hong Kong.

- Yes.

- But why always following me about?

Why didn't you go to the police or MBI?

- Look, all we have to go on are tips.

I can't go to your metric armor MBI

saying fellas check out this.

Very unprofessional.

So, I decided to start with you.

I thought you'd lead us to something

while you were trying to kill yourself

on that pusher.

By the way, how 'bout the
American man, Peterson?

- He's also chasing down rumors.

It appears we're all in the same boat.

- It sure looks that way, all right.

Well, now.

I can concentrate on the Chinese angle.

We heard that some local
Chinese businessmen

are tied up with the drugs,

but they're only a part of the picture.

- The operation's really big.

International, if I'm right.

My problem is I tend to find
the main local contacts.

At present,

I don't have any leads.

- Well, so far,
that's all that we've got.

- Gentlemen.

I'm glad you accepted my invitation.

- How could we refuse when the invitation

was delivered by uniformed cop?

- I hope you'll excuse that touch,

but I think the situation
has become urgent.

Now, Mr. Peterson.

For a man in the import export business,

the only trading you've seem
to have accomplished so far

is trading punches and bullets.

And as far as you're concerned, Mr. Singh,

you claim to be a tourism
developer from Hong Kong,

but your only investments made so far

have been some Kung Fu
kicks here and there.

- Well, sir, I--

- And as for you,

suspension doesn't seem good enough.

Maybe I'll hang you.

All right.

What's goin' on?

- By now, Major, you know who I am.

- Yes, Washington was very helpful.

But Hong Kong was a
little vague about you,

which means you probably are working

for Her Majesty's Secret Service.

Now, don't you guys know
you're supposed to cooperate

with the police forces in the countries

you're operating in?

- We will let you know once
we get something definite.

- We're competent
investigators, here, Mr. Singh.

You know that.

We're professionals and we'd do anything

and that includes running down rumors.

- Oh, we know that, sir,
but too much activity

might tip them off.

- Suppose you let us worry about that.

Now, get this and get this good.

You hear anything, you
better let us know, or else.

- Say no more, Major.

We got the message.

- Hello?

- General.

- What?

- We've just been raided!

- This is the second time
that place has been raided.

Okay.

You just lie low for a while.

- If we killed violence we
wouldn't have this problem.

- I don't know what's happening here.

Yes, Turko.

- We've been raided again!

- Again?

- Yeah, again.

Everything's a disaster.

15 were up again,
including four of our men.

What do we do now?

- I'll handle it.

Know any of our men being arrested?

We might remember Royce.

- Hi, Turko.

Send your boys out.

I wanna talk to you.

- Now, what do you want?

All of my drugs been raided.

All because of you.

- No, Turko, it's you,

when you killed Bruno.

- You must be crazy.

- Cut out the dramatics.

I know your style.

I have no evidence, but between us,

you had him killed, didn't you?

- You, a suspended cop?

Ha ha, don't make me laugh Vargas.

You have no more authority
than I do, and you know it.

- You and your friend have
something to do with that.

- I think it's time you
and your friend left.

- My friend Vargas tells me

you know who had Bruno killed.

That's what you're about to do.

- No, no.

Don't push, don't.

Don't, don't.

It was me, I'll tell ya, it was me.

- Why?

- Well, they decided he
was always in the way.

Because of what happened to
his brother, his kid brother.

- Why'd they frame Vargas?

Now for the big question.

Who's number one?

- No, no.

I can't tell you that.

They'll kill me for sure.

They'll kill if I talk.

- That's a possibility, Turko.

But if you don't tell me...

- Oh, Amy, if anyone calls for me,

I'll be at home, okay?

- Yes, ma'am.

- Thanks.

- Okay, well
everything is all set.

Good, good.

Now, if you need anything
more, don't hesitate to call.

Right, speak to you then.

- Something wrong, Dad?

- No, nothing.

I just want to be sure that everything

is all set for George's arrival.

What I can't figure out is what kind

of business he's got in mind.

He's been in and out of
the country so many times

for several months, now.

I'm beginning to wonder
whether it's really

a business or you he's interested in.

- Oh, Dad, cut it out.

- Cecile, I think he's fallen for you.

- I don't care, Dad.

He seems to be so, so cold blooded.

- Well, you know how it is in business.

Sometimes you have to be cold blooded

or even ruthless, otherwise,
competition will eat you up.

- He's coming tomorrow.

- Yes, I know he is and
with his associates.

- Your paper, sir.

- Thank you.

- Here you are.

- Thank you.

- So, Jensen planned it.

- He's the first definite link we've had

between the kidnapping
and the trail to Manila.

- Who is this George Pomeroy
who's leadin' the group?

- Sounds familiar.

I've come across his name.

He's an old business partner
of Don Benigno LaFanta.

I think he's been here before.

- Well, send traces to
Washington anonymously.

- Already done, Vargas.

Meanwhile, let's dig deeper
into the business deals

of Don Benigno LaFanta.

Put the whole bunch under surveillance.

- I can tail
those two Chinese fellows.

- I suppose
you don't know anything

about Turko's death?

- Officially, not a damn thing.

Unofficially, if we can find the three men

and start breaking the drug trade,

then we can find Turko's killer.

- Says in the paper that Don Benigno's

giving a big welcome party tonight.

Maybe I can attend.

Who knows?

Perhaps I can find something interesting.

- So you have an invitation?

- No.

But I have a friend in
the trading business

who has contacts here.

I think he can get me an invitation.

- Your friend Mr. Daniels, I presume.

Import export, huh?

- I hope you're enjoying yourself.

Is everything to your satisfaction?

Good, good, have a nice night.

- Here she comes.

Make yourself at home, won't you?

Excuse me for just a moment.

Well, gentlemen, are you
all being taken care of?

- Excuse me, excuse me.

- I'm Cecile LaFanta, your hostess.

Won't you come in?

- Thank you.

- Well, Mr. Peterson.

What's your line of business?

- Import exports.

Right now I'm interested
in building.

- Oh, how interesting.

We produce those things, you know.

As a matter of fact, Father
owns a cement factory.

- I know.

- Oh, excuse me for a moment.

- Hail, hail,
the gang's all here.

- What the hell do we care?

- Benigno.

Go away.

- I thought all the
invitations were screened.

- Yes, they were, I assure you.

- Then what's that bastard,
Peterson, doing here?

- Peterson?

Who's Peterson?

- He was the man assigned to investigate

the kidnapping job.

Now, I'd like to remind
me you that you no longer

run in that two bit
political organization.

I don't know what's happenin' around here,

but all we've left are
these punks from pussy--

- Give me a little time, I--

- There's a lot to see.

- Right, I'll show you around.

Well, the cutting section's over there.

Come on, you don't really want to see

my father's plant, do you?

- Nope.

Come on, let's get outta here.

- All right, then.

- All right.

- Let's go.

Well, do you like it?

- Not bad.

Pretty good.

- That's the tall volcano down there.

- Get down.

Keep your head down.

We have to paddle.

keep going.

Are you all right?

- I'm fine.

Who were they?

What did they want?

- I don't know.

Maybe river pirates.

The important thing is
that I scared them off

and that you are safe.

- Bastard.

Watch that footage, come on.

Faster, come on!

- Goodnight.

- Goodnight.

- Oh, Daddy.

Oh, it was awful.

It was awful.

- What happened?

- We went down to

and there were these guys,

they started firing shots at us

and they tried to drive us off the road.

They just kept shooting at us.

- Wait a minute.

Just calm down and relax.

- I'm sorry.

- Does anybody know who these guys were?

What they were after?

- No.

Peterson said they were the river pirates,

that they're after his money.

- That's all?

- Yes.

But why?

- It doesn't matter.

Look, Angel, I care a lot about ya.

It's not important just
so long as you're okay.

- Please, George, not now.

- You better get some rest.

- Look, darling, I said just one more.

- Okay, just one.

- Good.

Hey, hey, Peterson, import export, right?

- Yeah, right.

Sorry, I don't remember your name.

- Jensen, fine cars.

- Oh, yeah, right, yeah, yeah.

This your wife?

- Yeah, I'd like to meet uh,

what's your name, honey?

- Alona.

- Oh, Alona, I'd like you
to meet my friend, Peterson.

You got a friend for Peterson?

- Sure, I got plenty friends.

- Not tonight, Alona.

Some other time, maybe.

- All right, this is Manila, buddy.

Everybody has fun here.

Say, I got an idea.

Let's use this and have some fun.

- What's this?

- I got it from a friend.

What do you say?

- Can't get in without this?

- Right.

For the security conscious.

You need a special friend
to get one of these things.

- Look, I'm tied up tonight.

How about you be my reference
and get me one of those?

We'll go tomorrow.

- See what I can do.

But me, I'm not waiting
for tomorrow, baby.

I'm gonna have me a wing-ding tonight

with this here little, uh,

what was your name again, honey?

- I guess that's the time.

Don Benigno is about to lose it all.

And Pomeroy and his syndicate are willing

to bail him out, if he can provide

the local front for the operation.

- Bastards.

- Has it gone far between you and Cecile?

- Oh, I almost forgot.

Have the lab make up
another one like this.

- What is it?

- A friend gave it to me.

It could be our first real break.

You ever hear of this place?

- No, I haven't.

- We'll go there tonight.

- Fine with me.

- Good evening, sir.

The card, please.

- Oh.

- Okay, go ahead.

- This is where
the foyer will be, of course

and the we'll uh...

- Mr. Jensen, we caught this
guy snooping around outside.

What should we do?

- Okay.

Take him downstairs and
lean on him a little.

Find out what he knows, then
make sure he forgets it.

- Come on.

- Find out what's going on.

Goddammit, Jim.

What kind of idiots did you import?

- They were the best.

- The whole setup is in a shambles,

all because of a has-been C.I.A. agent,

a suspended Filipino cop,
and a Chinese flatfoot.

- Forget 'em, George.

- Forget it.

This country was a bad choice.

Don Benigno's lost his nerve.

He's no good anymore.

We're pullin' out.

- Pullin' out?

- That's right.

The sooner the better.

I'll contact Chan in Malaysia.

We'll be safe there until we can check out

a new base in Asia.

- What about the money?

- We take it with us.

- I've got it all lined up.

Now, keep quiet, all of
you, while I talk to her.

- Hello?

- Cecile, George here.

- George.

It's quite late.

Something wrong?

- Nothing's wrong.

I have to leave the country for a few days

and I'd like to see you before I go.

How 'bout comin' out on
the boat with me tomorrow?

- Tomorrow?

Well, I don't know.

I'm not sure.

- Aw, come on, Cecile.

It'll be quite a while
before I can see you again.

- All right.

Okay.

Good, I'll see you about 9:30, okay?

- All right.

- So, this is what we will do.

First, get the boat ready for tomorrow.

- Aye.

Ready.

- Oh, business again?

- No, not for me.

They're here to see your father.

- This early, George?

- Shall we go?

We'll be home early.

- Goodbye, Dad.

- All right, gentlemen.

Now, what's on your mind?

- It's Peterson.

He's getting to be a problem.

- What do you intend to do about it?

- Let's talk to him.

- Talk to him?

Well, what about?

- Every man has his price, Don Benigno.

- That just won't work on Peterson.

He can't be bought.

- We can at least try.

Call him up and tell him to come over.

- Are you ordering me?

- No, we're not at all.

Let's just call it friendly persuasion

from Mr. George Pomeroy.

- Yes?

- Hello, Mr. Peterson.

This is Don Benigno LaFanta.

- Good morning.

- I'd like to talk to you, about business.

Is that all right?

- When?

- Right now, if it's not
inconvenient for you.

I shall be waiting for you at my house.

Very good.

- Yeah?

What's up?

- Don Benigno just called.

He wants me to go to his house.

I think it's a set up after
what happened last night.

First of all, I want you and Vargas

to see if you can get hold
of a couple of motorcycles.

- Yeah, okay.

- A meeting of all things.

You said we'd just talk with Peterson.

- We don't trust that guy.

We're just playin' it safe.

- Now look, I told you

I don't want any trouble here

- Shut up!

- You paged my name!

- Cut out the bullshit, old man.

Too late for anything else.

- He's coming!

- Peterson, you get out!

It's a trap!

I'm sorry.

They have Cecile.

- Who?

- With Pomeroy.

At the yacht club.

- Why the yacht club?

- I don't know.

They might go there to
my resort by the beach.

Take care of her.

- The yacht club, let's go.

- Okay.

What did you do that for?

- Why the hell not?

- Tied up in traffic.

Don't worry, they'll be here.

- That's all right.

But I thought you wanted to relax.

You're all worked up, you know.

- You know me, dear.

I don't like waiting.

Would you like another drink?

- All right.

Thanks.

- Hey boss.

- What is it?

How's it goin'?

- They're comin' over.

Don Benigno fouled up everything.

- Now, wait a minute, all right?

Let's start from the beginning.

- Peterson, Vargas
and that chink agent came in.

I got the hell out just in time.

- What about Don Benigno?

- He got shot.

- What?

My father

got shot?

Oh!

Let me go!

- That son of a bitch.

I bet they're heading
to Don Benigno's resort.

- Now what?

- We'll go after 'em.

- How?

- How else?

We'll borrow a speedboat.

- Singh and I will go by
land and cut off any escape.

- Okay.

- Hey.

Be careful.

- Listen, Jensen.

There might be trouble ahead.

Everything's gone wrong,
they got away, that's all.

- What happened?

- Never mind, just alert the boys

to be on the lookout.

- Okay.

- I'm sorry, I had to do it.

- Everything they say about you is true.

Crook, murderer.

- Listen, forget everything here.

Come with me and we'll start a new life.

- At the expense of my father's life?

Never!

- Well, if you insist.

Damn, what do you want?

- Small speedboat's gainin' on us.

- Get this straight.

It's either me

or your life.

Think of that.

- Come on.

- Come on.

Peterson's comin' in a boat.

Make sure you stop her.

- Okay.

You get out there.

Right, you guys.

Scatter!

Move it!

- Come on.

Move it, come on.

- Cut the motor.

You all right?