01x06 - The Information Business

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[LINE BEEPS]

Hey, it's me.

Why were you not at work last night?

Why are you not calling me back?

I'm starting to freak, okay?
So call me, now.

[LINE CLICKS, BEEPS]

[TENSE MUSIC]

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[DOORBELL RINGING]

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[DOORBELL RINGING]

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No.

- What are you doing here?
- Hey, hey, uh, sorry.

I dropped by the club last
night, but you weren't there.

Who told you where I live?

You told me at dinner the other night.

Okay, well, it's not a great time.

Okay, I just wanted to...

They're apology sweets.

I know what kashiori are for.

The other night at the club,
I, um, had a really sh*t day,

but that's not an excuse for me

to be an assh*le to you, so I'm sorry.

Yeah, you were,

but you brought me "I'm an
assh*le" sweets, so thank you.

Thanks for taking them.

It's good to see you.

You too.

[SIGHS] Can I say one thing?

Sure.

You and Sato.

- Yeah?
- Be careful.

Excuse me?

I know a lot about those people

and how they live their lives...

Don't talk to me about this.

And I don't want you to get
in too deep and to get hurt.

Go home and f*ck yourself, Jake.

- Take 'em.
- Please listen to me.

- Take 'em.
- I'm just...

[WHISPERS] f*ck.

[KNOB SQUEAKS, WATER SHUTS OFF]

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[EXHALES SHARPLY]

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[INDISTINCT CHATTER]

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f*cking bullshit is what it is.

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[INDISTINCT CHATTER, TELEPHONE RINGS]

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Hey, handsome.

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What?

Three different Tozawa profiles,

three different Yakuza fan magazines...

It's all written
by the same guy, Ukai Haruki.

So this guy is, like,

Tozawa's publicist.

So?

Can you help me find the listing?

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Okay.

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[DOOR BUZZER SOUNDING]

[LOCKS CLICKING]

Holy sh*t, Ukai Haruki.

I mean, you're Ukai Haruki, right?

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[IN ENGLISH] I'm sorry.

Do you speak English?

How you find me?

H-how you get this address?

I got it from, uh, Tejima-san,

the writer of the Crazy Boys fanzine.

I don't know Crazy Boys or Tejima-san.

Yeah, well, he knows you.
We all know you.

You're a rock star, dude,

you know, especially
with Tozawa on the rise.

This is the first thing
that I ever bought

when I came to Japan,

and I'm obsessed
with what you do, and...

- Good profile.
- Yeah.

- Tozawa-san was pleased.
- Really?

Would you mind?

Could you?

- You want sign?
- Please.

Look, I-I-I brought this for you, too.

- What's this?
- Uh, sweets.

- You bring for me?
- Yes.

Um, but if you...

I have these, too,
if you please would sign.

Yeah, yeah, you... you come.

- I come in?
- Yeah, you come.

Oh, thank you.

Close the door.

Okay.

Come.

Wow.

This is incredible. [CHUCKLES]

You probably know things
about the big man

that nobody does, huh?

I mean, you know, I hear stories,

but probably nothing
that you don't already know.

You hear? What you hear?

That su1c1de that was written up

in the paper the other day, the banker?

The word is, is that Tozawa

is controlling that insurance scam.

- I know nothing.
- Come on, you can tell me.

You know, as a fan.
Just a little tidbit.

Anything not in magazine,
I write in my book.

A book, really?

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I go piss now.

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[LAUGHS]

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[URINE SPLASHING]

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Sorry, I didn't mean to...

You smoke shabu?

No.

But I'm cool with it.

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You know, most people
in Japan, they ps-ps-ps.

So stupid.

Smoke is better, clean.

[LAUGHS] Good to know.

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Ah, yeah, his girlfriends.

Many, many girlfriends.

You took these photos?

Mistresses... no, no, taboo.

Yeah?

This one, she talk to reporter once.

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And how about her?

Oh, you like her?

She's pretty, right?

Don't touch her, okay?

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[SPEAKING JAPANESE]

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[GIGGLES]

[SPEAKING JAPANESE]

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[INDISTINCT CHATTER]

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[SOFT MUSIC PLAYING]

[SIGHS]

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Nice watch.

Are you following me?

Or perhaps you like
to watch women put on makeup.

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I'm a reporter for the "Meicho."

I remember.

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My paper has a few questions
they'd like to ask you.

And what would those be about?

Well, one of...

Tozawa's mistresses went missing

because she spoke to the press.

Would you care to comment?

If I did have something to say,

do you think I'd be foolish
enough to say it to you?

We could get lunch or a drink.

I'm a very good listener.

Hmm, that may be true,
but you're also clearly insane.

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I get that you're afraid of him.

No.

It is you who should be afraid,
"Meicho" -san.

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[BOTH SPEAKING JAPANESE]

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[CHAIR SLIDES]

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[GRUNTS]

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[TENSE MUSIC]

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[INTENSE PERCUSSIVE MUSIC]

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[SOFT ROCK MUSIC PLAYING]

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You know how many messages

- I left for you?
- Okay, I got it. I'm sorry.

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Matsuo came in last night
looking for you.

Did your money offer not work?

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When you did not show,
I thought for a second

maybe you decide it's better to run.

- [SCOFFS]
- Then I think, no,

'cause Samantha would call her
best friend first, right?

Pol, I would never disappear on you.

- Okay.
- I promise.

I almost confront him.

Then I think maybe
I make it worse for you.

I've done that before.

I know, listen,
we'll talk about this later.

Right now we have clients.

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[DOOR CREAKS OPEN, CLOSES]

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Table five. He's been asking for you.

Wakatta.

[LOUNGE MUSIC PLAYING]

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I'm gonna ask you some things.

- Be my guest.
- Why?

Your charms are to my liking.

How many sessions will it take?

is my lucky number.

- Seven's mine.
- Then ten it is.

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- Are you a Mormon?
- No.

No, the church wouldn't work
with a man like you.

Who hired you?

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Your father.

He made it clear how much it wounded him

that you abandoned the family

and what he was willing to do
to get you back.

It's very simple, Samantha.

You can take my offer,

or you can go home and face him.

See you tomorrow at : .

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Hai.

[DOOR CLOSES]

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[GLASS CLINKS]

[LIQUOR POURING]

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Hai.

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[SLURPS]

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[SIGHS]

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[TENSE MUSIC]

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[SOFT JAZZ MUSIC PLAYING]

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Mm.

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[BOTH LAUGH]

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[PERSON SPEAKING JAPANESE ON TV]

[LAUGHTER ON TV]

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[JAPANESE CONTINUES ON TV]

[DOORBELL RINGS]

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Who gave you this information?

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Yes.

And I know what you're gonna say.

He's clearly using me to hit
back at Tozawa, but who cares?

Because we're talking about
stopping a plane full of meth

from entering Tokyo.

How do you know Ishida
is telling you the truth?

He has no reason to lie.

So the plane's
getting in tomorrow morning.

We're gonna have to move fast.

We do not have to move.

I will investigate
when the time is right.

The time...

I don't understand.
I bring you this information.

I-it's tomorrow morning.
We have to move on it.

You just want to wait?

A man was just k*lled
when he fell from the roof

of the headquarters of Chihara-Kai.

- When?
- Two days ago.

It was kept quiet to keep the peace.

Who was it?

The traitor whose name
you gave to Ishida.

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Everything you do has consequences.

With information,
there is always a cost.

If there is a story here,
it will be yours to write.

But you must have patience.

Trust me when I say

that acting rashly
could jeopardize many things.

Do you trust me?

[INDISTINCT CHATTER, LAUGHTER]

[CHUCKLES]

No way, baby.

Hi.

Happy anniversary, baby!

[SMOOCHING]

- Three months.
- No way.

- Party time.
- Okay.

I thought maybe we could do
something different tonight,

the two of us.

No, baby, tonight's a party.

Everyone wants to celebrate you.

Let's go. [CAR DOOR OPENS]

- Get in.
- All right.

- It's gonna be fun.
- You always get me.

[BOTH CHUCKLE]

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[ENGINE REVVING]

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- Hey.
- Hey.

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These are new.

What happened?

Did they hurt you?

No.

It's okay. You don't have to explain.

There is my work...

and there is you.

I will keep them separate.

Me too.

Are you hungry?

Yeah.

[CHUCKLES]

Ten minutes.

[SPEAKING JAPANESE]

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[INDISTINCT CHATTER]

Polina, don't worry about him.

He'll be here soon and then with you

for the rest of the night.

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Come on.

You know you're Akira's favorite, right?

Yeah, I can see that.

[Kn*fe TAPPING RAPIDLY]

You do not have much to cook with.

I know. I'd make a terrible housewife.

Who taught you to cook?

My father.

He wanted to be a chef...

but needed money to support new family.

Life got in the way.

Yeah, it does that.

When I was a boy...

he showed me everything he knows.

He was very hard on me.

It was too much, the pressure.

But I can still do this.

[SOFT MUSIC]

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Itadakimasu.

Itadakimasu.

- Thank you.
- [CHUCKLES]

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- Mmm.
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- Good?
- Yeah, really good.

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What?

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"Choose the right."

- The right what?
- Path.

And your father, he gave you this?

Right before I left,
to remind me of my duty.

- To God?
- To him.

And your father sent the man
who found you?

Who is this man?

I don't know.

Baby, I really don't know.

What does he want from you?

Who have you told about this?

No one.

No one... you.

I told you. I trust you.

Baby...

I'm scared.

[TRAIN RUMBLING]

[LOCK CLICKS]

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Kei, Kei, Kei, Kei!

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What are you doing here?

I'm sorry. I have a tip.

It could be a massive scoop.
And it's time-sensitive.

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Kei!

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f*ck you!

[EMI BREATHING HEAVILY]

[OBJECTS CLATTERING]

Sorry.

[SHOUTING ANGRILY IN JAPANESE]

[DOOR SLAMS]

My brother.

Lot of spirit.

He... he's not well.

He has... he sees conspiracies.

- Oh.
- He doesn't go outside.

Listen, uh, I have a reliable source

that says a large shipment of meth

is being smuggled
into the country tomorrow.

Whose is it?

Tozawa's, and I know the airport.

I know the plane it's coming in on.

All I need is a cop
to authorize the search.

I went to Katagiri,

and he told me
that I couldn't pursue it.

You don't work for Katagiri.
He can't tell you what to do.

Find someone else.

[KEI SHOUTS, OBJECTS CLATTER]

Go.

Okay.

Jake, Jake.

No one at the office knows
about my brother.

Please don't mention him.

Mention who?

[SIGHS]

[DANCE MUSIC PLAYING]

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Ah.

My one true love.

Don't blow smoke up my ass.

I would do it.

Aw.

- Hey.
- Come here.

- Baby.
- Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

Guys, uh, three months, right?

- You're right.
- Mm-hmm, yeah.

I just told her that you should
get some of the good stuff.

A magnum would be super nice,
but, no, no, no, no.

You shouldn't waste
any more money on me.

I don't know.

Maybe I get you drunk enough,
you behave yourself.

Anything you want, baby.
It's your night.

[LAUGHS]

Ray-chan!

Hai, Polina.

Would you like something to drink?

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Yeah!

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[CHEERS AND APPLAUSE]

Polina-san, Polina!

[LAUGHING]

[ALL SINGING IN JAPANESE]

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Whoo!

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[ALL CHEERING]

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[LAUGHS]

[CAR HORNS HONKING]

[INDISTINCT CHATTER, TELEPHONE RINGING]

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There's a drug shipment

coming into Tokyo
in a few hours by plane.

- [SCOFFS]
- Yes.

You promise me the exclusive,
I'll give you the details.

Where did this information come from?

A very good source that I cannot reveal.

You tell Katagiri about this?

Why would I tell Katagiri about it?

Everyone knows
you're the better detective.

Don't bullshit.

I know you guys have a thing.

- We have a thing, too.
- What did he say?

He said he wanted to look into it more,

but we don't have time.

It's coming in a few hours.

Listen, this source...

they're in the world.

- You know what I mean?
- Got it.

They've been right about
this kind of thing before.

If they say this is happening,
it's a good bet.

Tell me more on the way.

So let's go.

[TENSE MUSIC]

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[SIRENS WAILING]

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Yosh.

[CAMERA SHUTTER CLICKS]

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- Hai!
- Hai.

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[SIGHS]

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Hai.

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[LUGGAGE CLATTERS]

There are no f*cking dr*gs

on the plane.

- Who gave you this tip?
- I can't tell you.

You realize they f*cked both of us?

I will make it so no cop
will talk to you ever again.

- No, no, don't do that.
- Ever.

It's not my fault.

f*ck you, and f*ck your paper.

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We could have interviewed

every employee quietly,

built our case strong enough
to prevent any way

for Tozawa to escape.

Now he'll change everything...

His location, his method,
double his protection.

Because of you, we start from nothing.

I'm sorry. I...

I-I needed a story.

I don't know what happened.
My source has been good...

Such entitlement.

Such a disappointment.

[KEYS JINGLE, LOCK CLICKS]

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[STAMPS FOOT, SIGHS]

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[LINE TRILLING]

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[BOTTLE SHATTERS]

Aah!

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[SQUELCHING]

[BREATHING HEAVILY]

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[BONES cr*ck]

[INDISTINCT CHATTER, TELEPHONE RINGING]

Why would your source

give you bad information?

I don't know. They wouldn't.

It must have been...

uh, just a mistake.

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It's not that great of a story
anyway, and if we publish it,

I burn two different sources

for this one average-ass story.

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Hey.

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You don't need to worry anymore.

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Are you sure?

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Did you talk to him?

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It's over. You're safe.

That's what matters, right?

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What did you do?

What did you think I would do?

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Use the American.

Is that all I am to you?

Just an American you could use.
Give me bad information.

Huh?

- Huh?
- [CLEARS THROAT]

Don't look at me like that.

Give me a piece-of-sh*t tip, huh?

Keep your voice down.

There were no dr*gs on the plane.

That cannot be.

Can't be? What, were they invisible?

- Hey, cool down.
- Cool down? No.

He f*cked me. You f*cked me!

You really f*cked me over.

Or are you just such a dumb f*cking Yak

you didn't know the tip
you gave me was bad?

Is that it? You want to f*cking go?

- Don't.
- You want to go?

Let's f*cking go!
- Please don't!

- You f*cked my career!
- Jake, go home!

No cop will ever talk to me again...

- Go home!
- Because of you!

f*ck you! I'll never trust
a f*cking source again!

You're gonna hurt yourself!
Please go home!

Wow, you guys are made
for each other, you know that?

You make a great f*cking couple.

f*ck you!

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Oh, God. [SIGHS]

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