All language subtitles for T B S01E11 Samurai West WEB-DL DDP2 0 H 264-squalor (1)_track3_[eng]

(energetic fanfare music)

(tense exotic music)

- Ah, Yasugi.

Put your coat on, Samantha.

You don't approve of me selling the sword,

do you, Yasugi?

- It brings great shame
to the house of Asano.

- I'd bring greater shame if I didn't pay

the family's bills.

It's just a sword.

- No, it's the sword of
the great Lord Asano.

- Don't look so outraged, Yasugi.

In this day and age, it's no dishonor

to sell a family heirloom.

- It is the sword of the great Lord Asano.

- The great Lord Asano has
been dead for 500 years.

- No man may own this.

- You're wrong!

When I get my check for 10,000 pounds,

it will be owned by John Mannering.

Come along, my dear.

(tense music)

- I will ask the Lord Asano's forgiveness.

(energetic suspenseful music)

(energetic adventurous music)

(gun fires)

(engine roars)

(tires screech)

(suspenseful music)

(mellow music)

(people chatter)
(people laugh)

- [Woman In Pink Dress]
But, surely, one can pick up

English glassware fairly cheaply.

- You can buy fakes cheaply.

But if you're really interested in glass,

Colonel Stirling here
has a fine collection

of English crystal.

- Well, it's not bad, quite
comprehensive, really.

The last 10 years, Mannering's found me

some splendid pieces.

- Oh, I'd adore to see your collection.

- I'd be glad to show it to you.

- Excuse me.

Hello, Samantha, I'm
glad you could make it.

- Hello, John.

- Ah, Mr. Mannering,
good to see you again.

- And you.

Oh, I see you brought the sword.

That's beautiful,

beautiful.

It must be quite a wrench parting with it.

- Well, the size of your check

softens the pain considerably.

- You'll gather that my father

is not a sentimentalist in money matters.

- Well, in that case,
it's my good fortune.

The Asano sword and its legend

are quite a collector's item.

-[Asano] Oh, you know the legend?

- Oh yes, I visited Lord
Asano's grave in Tokyo

and read the inscription.

Come on in, I'll get you a drink.

- John!

John, darling!

- Excuse me a moment.

- Uh, what would you like, the usual?

Oh, I'm so, I'm so sorry.

- My fault entirely.

- It's so crowded here.

- Take your hands off me.

- It was an accident, I'm terribly sorry.

- Asano!

You stinking little Jap butcher!

- Stirling.
- Take your hands off me!

- What's the matter?

- You care what happens
to a filthy little Jap?

What's the matter with you all?

You've forgotten so easily?

We fought this filth!

Now you talk to them, drink with them,

have them in your homes!

Take a good look at this particular Jap.

This one's special.

He's a murderer!

- That's enough, Stirling!

Mr. Asano, I can only apologize.

- Oh, please.

I regret I should be the
cause of such embarrassment.

- David, take over.

Stirling.

What the devil was that all about?

I asked you a question.

- I'll tell you what that was about.

Your friend Asano has got
as much blood on his hands

as a slaughterhouse worker.

- What are you talking about?

- I saw that animal
every day for two years,

stalking around the compound
like a little tin god.

I saw him the day he halved the rations

for 2,000 prisoners who
were already starving.

I saw him the day he ordered
the execution of 40 of my men.

Oh yes, I know your friend Asano.

- Stirling,

this might be a cliche,

but the war has been over for 20 years.

- Not for me.

Not for me!

Ask him about his heroic war service.

He might even remember me,
prisoner 177946, Changi Camp.

He should remember, he was the commandant.

(tense music)

(engine rumbles)

- I wish you'd stay, sir.

- Thank you, but no, my presence will only

remind your guests of a
most unpleasant incident.

Oh, good night, Mr. Mannering.

Perhaps you will dine
with us some evening.

- I'd enjoy that.

- John, I.

- I'll call you tomorrow.

- Wow.

- There's another word for it.

- That was very unlike Colonel Stirling.

Perhaps he just remembered the wrong man.

- I hope you're right.

In any case, it's bad for business.

Look, make like you're smiling.

Let's go salvage this party.

(engine roars)

- That man tonight.

He was crazy, wasn't he?

- In some things, perhaps.

- You don't know him, you've
never seen him before?

- Well, it was a long time ago.

In war you meet many people.

(tense music)

(tires screech)

(tense music)

(engine revs)

Thank you, Yasugi.

We'll have some coffee
in the sitting room.

- It is prepared.

- I think I'll go upstairs,
if you don't mind.

Good night.

- Pour yourself a cup.

- No, thank you.

- Thank you.

Tell me, Yasugi,

what would you do if I
commanded you to drink with me?

- I would obey.

- Yes, I suppose you would.

But doesn't it ever occur to
you that you owe me nothing?

That you could go off
and live your own life?

And probably do much better for yourself.

- You are my master.

- No, Yasugi, no.

That might have been true 200 years ago,

but you are a free man now,
you can do whatever you want.

- I wish only to serve your house.

- It's no good, is it.

And yet, with all that loyalty,

you don't really approve of me, do you?

- I do not question.

- But it's a fact, isn't it?

You would rather me wear a kimono,

worship the old gods, be Japanese again.

- You are ashamed of your race?

- No.

Perhaps I'm just ashamed of myself.

- The house of Asano is without shame.

It is a house of warriors.

- Perhaps.

But now our weapons are transistor radios,

cameras, sheaves of contracts.

You're hiding away from
the 20th century, Yasugi.

- I serve as my family always served.

- I wish I saw things as clearly as you.

You live by a code that
has been long forgotten

by the rest of the world.

We'll never be together on this.

Go to bed, Yasugi.

Yasugi.

I am sorry about the sword.

The money was important.

(tense music)

(energetic tense music)

(Yasugi chants)

(engine roars)

(tense music)

(David cries out softly)

- Ah, so.

Most sorry,

regret must cut off honorable head.

(vase clangs)

- Most lucky.

Almost had to cut off honorable salary.

- I think I better put this away.

- I think it'd be a good idea.

- It's quite a weapon, isn't it?

- Yeah, the samurais
that carried those things

were great fighters.

- Fighting men with swords
worth 10,000 pounds a piece?

- Not just fighting men, they
were professional soldiers.

They fought for whoever paid them.

Now, if we're through with the beheading,

could you tell me, is this all the mail?

- Yes, there's nothing much in it.

The, uh, Paris shop
wants permission to bid

for the Renoir.

- Oh no.

No, there's an American
syndicate going after that.

- Right.

- Call the Washington shop,
tell 'em we have the sword,

they might have a buyer.

- Right.

Anything else?

- No, I don't think so.

- Oh, where will you be if I need you?

- Having a few choice words
with Colonel Stirling.

(tense music)

- Mr. Mannering.

-[Stirling] Thank you, Miss Chanter.

- Good morning, Stirling.

You left your coat last night.

- Thank you.

There's really no need.

You know I could have sent 'round for it.

-[John] I wanted to talk to you.

- If you expect me to
apologize for last night--

- No, you explained why
you acted the way you did.

- I apologize anyway.

It was inexcusable.

- Look, Stirling,

I've known you for a number of years

and I know you were in a prison camp.

But last night, that was pretty raw.

- I just can't bear to be near them,

it's not a thing I can do anything about.

It just happens, like,

like an allergy, I suppose.

Normally, I can control myself.

But when I saw Asano--

- Well, a lot of other men
had the same treatment as you.

They manage to adjust to the
fact that the war is over.

- Perhaps they won't forget.

I don't.

Look, you're an American.

Is Pearl Harbor so far back
that you've forgotten it?

Have you forgotten the
massacres in the South Pacific?

- No.

I suppose there's a little
hate left in all of us.

- Perhaps I have more reason
to hate than some people.

Can you come with me?

- Where?

- Something I'd like you to see,

something that nobody else knows about.

Will you come?

(engine roars)

(water splashes)

- An obsession like yours

must be a tough thing to live with.

- I don't need sympathy.

- I do, after what you did to my party.

Colonel, hate is a dangerous

and highly contagious disease.

- It can be cured.

- Not by revenge.

- Ah, yes.

If I could put Asano and his kind

into one of their own camps,

give 'em the treatment they gave us,

starve them for a while.

- You'd do that?

- Just give me a chance.

- So what makes you different from them?

(tense music)

(engine rumbles)

(gentle music)

(birds chirp)

- Mannering, come along.

(gentle music)

(suspenseful music)

Hello, Tom.

This is John Mannering.

You've heard me speak of him.

- He's been going through
a bad spell lately.

He's withdrawing more all the time.

-[Stirling] What about that
new drug you were trying?

- He hasn't responded.

Has he met Mr. Mannering before?

- No.

- As I said, you are
seeing him at a bad time.

He has moments when
he's quite rational, but

I'm afraid they're getting less frequent.

Well, don't stay with him too long.

- We were in that camp together,

captured at the same time.

We'd been there about a month.

One night, the guards worked him over.

No particular reason.

They were just bored.

He hit one of them.

They used their bayonets.

- Norman!

-[Stirling] Hello, Tom, how are you?

- All right.

Who is this?

-[Stirling] This is John Mannering.

- Hello, Tom.

- Of course!

Mannering.

I remember.

You were with the Aussies,

I used to see you in the compound!

- No, no, he wasn't there.

- There was a man called Mannering.

Australian.

He went thought the
wire in a big breakout.

Remember that, Norman?

Our boys were creating the diversion.

- Stop it.

- There was no moon that night.

Dark, dark, dark.
(prisoners yell)

That's it, lads!

All the noise you can make!

Keep their attention off the wire!

Oh, come on, men.

Shout, shout!

Let's keep their hands full.

We'll give them a riot to cope with!

Oh, come on!

(prisoners yell)

They went through.

They've hit the wire,
they're going through!

(guns fire)

They're shooting them down.

They were waiting for them!

They're shooting them down!

(Tom cries)

- Oh, Tom.

This is what Asano and his kind did.

You still say the war is over?

This is my brother, Mannering.

My brother.

(climactic music)

(tense music)
(engine rumbles)

(doorbell chimes)

(tense music)

- Good evening.

My name is Mannering.

- Mannering?

- Yes, John Mannering.

Miss Asano's expecting me.

- Ah, Mr. Mannering, come on in.

Samantha will be down in a moment.

Oh, you can get away now
if you want to, Yasugi.

I won't need you any more tonight.

Please.

Yasugi goes to a kendo fighting
club a few nights a week.

- Oh, kendo, that's a rough sport.

- Oh, you know it?

- I still have the scars.

I had an instructor in the
army who was an expert.

I imagine that Yasugi is a
pretty rough opponent, too.

- I imagine he would be.

- That's interesting, may a look at it?

- By all means.

Oh, he's a strange man,
born 500 years too late.

Oh and, incidentally, he
doesn't really approve of you.

- Yes, I kinda gathered
that when I arrived.

- Oh, it's nothing.

It's just that you bought the Asano sword.

He thinks you contributed to the shame

I brought on the household.

- Hm, that's too bad.

How does he figure that?

- Well, by his code of
ethics it is shameful.

According to him, I have
betrayed my ancestors.

Anyway, Samantha will be down in a minute.

Will you have a drink?

- Yes, vodka.

I saw Stirling today.

- I had hoped that matter
might be forgotten.

- Not by him, I'm afraid.

He's a sick man, Asano, he's psychotic.

This hate thing is burning him up.

- You don't have to
justify his actions to me.

- I think you ought to
know why he feels that way.

I met his brother today, in a hospital.

He'll never leave it

as the result of what
happened in that camp.

- Will it never end?

-[John] Not for Stirling.

- And not for me!

- Then his story is true.

- Yes.

I was commandant of that camp.

But am I to be held eternally
responsible for the sickness?

There were no medicines.

For the lack of food, our
own troops had priority.

- But you let it happen!

- How could I change it, I
was a soldier, I took orders.

- Oh, Asano, that's an old excuse.

Being a soldier doesn't
absolve you from being a man!

- Perhaps.

I lacked the courage.

Look, I'm not looking for
absolution, Mannering,

not even understanding.

I took life, yes.

But I paid for it in a
measure beyond comprehension.

- However,

you survived.

- Perhaps that was my punishment.

Has Samantha ever talked
to you about her mother?

- Only that she died
when Samantha was born.

- Yes, I let her believe that.

Samantha was three years
old when her mother died.

The war was going badly for Japan.

The Americans were
bombing Tokyo every day.

I feared for my wife and child.

I wanted them both to
go to a place of safety.

One day, my wife left
Samantha with her nurse

and went to another city
to look for a house.

All this at my insistence.

Do you know where she went, Mr. Mannering,

that day, of all days?

She went to Hiroshima.

(dramatic tense music)

(engine roars)

- Oh, Miss Chanter, I
haven't been able to finish

that report I am dictating,
I shall have to work late.

I wonder if you'd mind
coming back about nine?

- Well I, I had planned
to go out this evening.

- Yes, I know it's short notice.

I'm sorry, but it's rather important,

I would like to get it finished.

- All right, I'll be back just after nine.

- Thank you.

(intercom buzzes)

- Night watchman.

- Colonel Stirling here.

I shall be working late tonight.

I don't want to be disturbed
for anything, understand?

- Yes sir.

(tense music)

These are my notes for my
address to the board meeting.

Um, also for the shareholders'
annual chairman's report.

Uh, we'll start with something like this.

Despite a considerable
hardening in world markets,

and in the face of, um,
growing competition,

uh, we've again been able to show a profit

on the year's trading.

Uh, in my report last
year, I warned shareholders

to expect a decline in our overseas sales,

and I regret to say my
warning has been justified.

Our.

(door opens)

(tense music)

(gentle music)

-[Samantha] John.

-[John] Yes?

- Can we play this one next?

- Oh, Japanese folk music?

Sure.

Personally, I find it a bit
difficult to listen to, but, uh.

- So do I, and I'm Japanese.

- That's what your passport may say.

- Have you seen through me, too?

What am I better at, a European
pretending to be a Japanese,

or the other way around?

- It bothers you, doesn't it?

- I'd like to be one thing or the other.

Physically, I am an Oriental.

Oh, people are kind enough,
but my looks do set me apart.

And yet, if I went to Japan,

I'd know nothing of their
language or their way of life.

- Your father doesn't
seem to have this problem.

- No, he is a Westerner
through and through.

Yasugi has no doubts, either.

Wherever he goes, he'd create
a little Japan around him.

It's only me who lacks identity.

- Look, I tell you what we'll do.

Just to confuse things,

we'll have some French food,

dance to a Latin American
band at an English restaurant.

- And have some Irish coffee afterwards.

- As a matter of fact, I
had the whole thing planned.

(tense music)

- Consider strides have
been made in this field.

I can confidently predict
that, in the next 10 years,

our research units will uncover
methods of glass production

that are as yet undreamed of.

But production and improvement

are only one side of the coin.

Whatever our product
and however good it is,

it still has to be sold in
the markets of the world.

(tense music)

(someone taps softly)

(tense music)

(suspenseful music)

Did I scare you, Asano?

- I expected you to come some time.

You had better come in.

- You've done well for yourself.

-[Asano] What do you want?

- I haven't come to apologize.

- I didn't think you had.

-[Stirling] Something
a little more definite.

- What?

- I'm going to kill you.

(tense music)

The inscrutable face of the Orient, huh?

You're going to die, Asano.

Doesn't that do anything to you?

- You wish me to beg for mercy?

- I just want you dead.

- Oh no, you lie to yourself.

You could've shot me from
the window, but you didn't.

No, you wish to pour out
some more of your hate.

- Certainly I'd like to see you crawl.

Give me one good reason
why I shouldn't kill you.

- Look--

- And don't tell me you were
a soldier obeying orders.

You were an animal!

What does it take to make you angry?

You were a dirty, filthy animal!

- Stop it, stop it!

(Stirling cries out)
(suspenseful music)

(suspenseful music)

- Get up, Asano.

(energetic suspenseful music)

(tense music)

(footsteps clatter)

(engine roars)

(tense music)

(suspenseful music)

- Master, master.

- Stirling.

- I'll avenge, I swear it.

- No.

No.

(tense music)

- I will seek out and
destroy your murderer.

(energetic suspenseful music)

- I'm sorry, Colonel
Stirling, if I'm a bit late.

- That's all right.

It's all ready, I
finished what I had to do.

- Thank you.

(engine roars)

- Well, are you going
to come in for a drink?

- I thought you'd never ask.

- Do come in.

Daddy?

He must be in the sitting room.

Oh, that's funny.

Daddy!

Yasugi!

(Samantha gasps)
(suspenseful music)

- What happened?

- My master took his
life like a true samurai.

- Harakiri?

(tense music)

(engine rumbles)

Good morning, David.

- Good morning!

I've been trying to contact you all night.

- I spent the better part of
the night with the police.

- Asano?

The papers are full of it.

What's the official opinion?

- Well, the police are
satisfied it was ritual suicide.

- And you are not?

- Harakiri?

The man was as western as you or I.

He may have been capable
of committing suicide,

but not that way, it
wasn't in his character.

- Well then, what did happen?

- That's what I intend to find out.

Hello.

Yes, I'd like to make an
appointment with Colonel Stirling.

(someone knocks)

- Come in.

What is it, Yasugi?

- I must go now.

- Go, go where?

- Leave.

- You mean go away, leave the house?

But why, you've been
with us all your life?

- My lord Asano has gone.

- But you can't leave, not now.

- There is much to be done for my master.

- Yasugi, I need you here!

- I was here in this
office the whole evening!

Ask my staff.

Ask anybody.

- I didn't ask you where you were!

I said I don't believe it was harakiri!

- I don't care what you believe.

Could it have been an accident?

- No.

- Well it was nothing to do with me.

Asano stirred up his conscience,
and that's most unlikely.

- Asano's dead.

You must feel cheated, you've
got nobody to hate now.

- Cheated, no.

Just glad that he's dead.

Glad for all those men in that camp,

for myself, for Tom.

- But it doesn't change anything, does it?

Your brother can't walk
out of that hospital!

- I get the message.

Forgive and forget, eh?

Well that doesn't come that easily to me.

- Nor for anybody!

- Look, I'm sick of all
this caring thoughts

and charity stuff.

You came here to try and tie
me in with Asano's death.

Well I'm sorry, I can't help you

with a tidy little confession.

- You know more than you've told me.

- I know only what I've
read in the newspapers.

Asano took the traditional way out.

- That's my point.

He wouldn't.

- Well I didn't help
him through the ritual.

- Somebody did.

(dramatic suspenseful music)

(tense music)

(latch clicks)

(glass shatters)

(tense music)

(tense music)

(footsteps clatter)

(tense music)

(David cries out)

(body thuds)

(suspenseful music)

(engine roars)

- Ah, what happened?

-[John] You tell me.

- There was someone in the shop.

-[John] Did you see who it was?

- No, not really.

Anything missing?

- I haven't had time to check.

Let's see what the video got.

-[Samantha] What's that?

- It's part of the security system.

There's a TV camera in the shop.

When the alarm is tripped, this cuts in

and records on tape.

(machine whirrs)

- Yasugi!

(David cries out)

- He got what he came
for, the Asano sword.

- But why go to all that trouble?

- It's not a gesture of idle sentiment.

He wants that sword for a purpose.

David, turn that thing off,
I better call Stirling.

-[Samantha] Do you really
think he's in danger?

- He's involved in this
more than he admits,

and I think Yasugi knows it.

- Then why didn't he tell
the police last night?

- 'Cause he figures the
responsibility is his, not theirs.

The loyalty of a samurai
lasts through life into death.

- It's true, and Yasugi is devout enough

to believe that tradition.

- You mean he'll try to use that sword?

- He's not answering.

We better get over to the
factory, he might be there.

(tense music)

(engine roars)

- Stirling's still not answering.

- Yasugi's got quite a start on us.

He could be at the factory now.

- But we don't know he's
going to harm Stirling.

Aren't we taking a lot for granted?

- Maybe.

We have no choice.

(footsteps clatter)
(tense music)

(switch clacks)

- Simpson!

(switch clacks)

Are you asleep down there?

- No sir.

- Well bring me some coffee, will you,

and don't take all night.

- Yes sir.

Do this, Simpson, do that, Simpson.

You're not in the army now, you know?

(tense music)

(engine roars)

(bell rings)

(bell rings)

-[John] Come on, come on!

- Do you think Yasugi will--
- I don't know, I don't know.

-[Samantha] There he is!

We're over here!

-[Watchman] All right, all right!

-[John] Get a move on!

-[Watchman] Well what's the matter then?

- I want to see Colonel Stirling.

- Is he all right?

- Why shouldn't he be?

-[John] Tell Colonel
Stirling I wanna see him!

My name is John Mannering.

- I don't know if he's gonna see anybody.

- Just tell him I'm here.

-[Watchman] Oh, all right!

- I hope we got here in time.

(tense music)

(Yasugi cries out)
(suspenseful music)

Perhaps he won't see you.

- Then the night watchman
would come back and tell me.

- I don't know what more we can do.

- David, if Yasugi shows,
or anything happens,

give me a blast on the horn.

- Simpson!

(switch clacks)

Simpson!

(switch clacks)

(footsteps clatter)

(suspenseful music)

(kettle whistles)

(watchman moans)

(tense music)

(footsteps clatter)

(suspenseful music)

(door opens)

What the!

How the devil did you get in here?

- Listen to me.

Yasugi's come here to kill you.

- Yasugi?

-[John] Asano's manservant.

- I don't know what you're talking about.

If that, that watchman let you in--

- Forget him, he's uncouscious.

- What?

- Listen to me, Stirling.

I came here to warn you.

Yasugi is trying to kill you.

And he's right here in this factory.

- Well, that's fine.

- Oh, is it?

Then call the police.

- I don't need the police.

It will give me great pleasure
to handle this myself.

-[John] Now don't be stupid.

- Leave that alone.

This one's mine, Mannering.

He broke into the factory.

So it's perfectly legal.

(tense music)

- Since when is murder legal?

- It won't be murder.

- I suppose Asano's death
wasn't murder either?

- All right, I went there to kill him.

He had a dagger, he fell on
it and saved me the trouble.

(suspenseful music)

(gun fires)

(foot bangs)

(tense music)

(suspenseful music)

(gun fires)

(gun fires)

Come out, you Japanese murderer!

(gun fires)

(gun fires)

(tense music)

(gun fires)
(mirror shatters)

(suspenseful music)

-[John] Yasugi!

(frenzied music)

(wood clatters)

(crate crashes)

-[David] Call the police, I'm going over.

(tense music)

- Hello, operator.

(frenzied music)

(punch lands)

(Yasugi crashes)

(punch lands)

(punch lands)

(tense music)

- You all right?

- I'm all right.

- You know something, Stirling,

you're a very lucky man.

(tense music)

And so Yasugi came here tonight

to avenge his master's death.

- Well do you know where this,
uh, Yasugi might be now, sir?

- Yes, I do, and we're
gonna have to move fast

if we're gonna save him.

- Save him?

- He's Japanese and he failed.

Do you have a car?
- Yes sir.

- Samantha.

David, you go with the police.

Come on.

- Uh, you two stay with the colonel.

Come along, sir.

(tense music)

(engine roars)

- Do you think we'll get there in time?

- We have a chance.

(suspenseful music)

(suspenseful music)

Yasugi!

(tense music)

(suspenseful music)

(tense music)

- I don't think I shall ever understand.

- Samantha,

a samurai has but one master.

(melancholy music)

(tense climactic music)

(energetic music)