Into The Sun Page #2

It would make sense for us to assist you.

I will assist you in any way possible.

Thank you so much, Sensei.

I was hoping you'd say that.

That's why I came. Thank you.

Take a look...

Beautiful women can often lead you to bliss.

Sensei, please excuse me.

- Travis.

- Yeah?

How's it going?

Peachy keen.

Hold them longer.

Of course.

Good.

So, young man...

you are his deshi?

Deshi?

His student.

Yes, student.

What have you studied?

Kendo?

Lyai.

Kendo.

Oh, yeah.

What school?

School?

UCLA.

Go, Bruins.

What have you got?

Jahto, look up the word.

Tongs and Yakuza are working together.

Got something for you.

Be patient and leave me alone, all right?

You have to understand something. A high

government official was just assassinated.

It's only natural

that Intelligence would assume...

terrorism may have been involved.

So the Agency is gonna watch us

until they decide...

how the situation should turn out.

- What, they decide?

- That's right.

goes to disinformation.

They pay close attention to the situation...

and in the end

they'll decide what happened...

in order to fit their agenda.

I'm gonna pull over here,

I want you to jump in...

take the driver's seat and drive.

Go north,

then swing back around and pick me up.

- 15 minutes, you hear?

- Yes, sir.

Nayako-san, you look so beautiful today.

These walls have many ears.

Yeah, I know.

But I'm always happy to see you.

Actually, I wanted to see

if you could get any information...

on the assassination of the Governor.

Where should I look?

I don't know if you know anybody...

that has a good connection

with the Yakuza?

There is a tattoo artist.

He is an old friend of my family.

He knows a lot about the Yakuza.

I'll call him.

I'm sure he'll be pleased to hear from you.

So, I love you. You be good.

- Where is he?

- He's leaving Fusion.

- What's a fusion?

- Fusion is Nayako's club.

Good, she's an asset of his.

Move it, move it.

Ten thousand dollars.

Now Kojima can't touch us.

We're gonna

just jump into this little kissaten here.

Watch where you're walking, a**hole!

Sorry.

F***ing round eyes!

Don't f*** with me, man.

May I take your order?

Two cervezas, por favor.

Can you give me a second?

I'm sorry, I'm confused.

Why're you taking me to all these places?

This is my neighborhood, I grew up here.

That's the truth.

- No bullshit.

- Yeah.

That's great.

But what does this have to do

with the Governor's assassination?

This neighborhood is the neighborhood...

where all organized crime

gathers and does their thing.

We got Tongs, we got Yakuza.

All kinds of organized crime,

they are all centralized here.

There is major struggle for turf.

Major struggle for power.

Most of that power comes from heroin.

- Or as we call it here, Shabu.

- Shabu.

- Yeah.

- So...

Now you see, here's a perfect example.

Our little Yakuza friend is back.

Only this time, it seems like

he's got two Chinese boys with him.

That's strange.

You would have never have seen that

Will you excuse me for just one second?

You aren't ready for a fight yet.

You want to fight, come back in 10 years.

Please tell me you're kidding.

You didn't just have an AD.

- Sorry, that was an accident.

- Are you out of your mind?

- I got excited.

- You got excited?

I've never seen or heard of such a thing.

Look who's here.

You're a cop, you deal with them.

I don't exist.

F***!

One quick call to my boss,

and everything is gonna be A-okay.

A-okay?

I need Block now.

What the f*** did he do?

Three Yakuza injured and two Chinese

hanging out in Intensive Care?

You should have seen him. God, he's fast.

You fired a weapon in public.

Sh*t like that could destroy

everything we have with Japan.

Sorry, that was an accident.

Listen to this.

American version of the current government

is not acceptable.

We'll continue to use force

until our demands are met.

You're clearly moving

in the wrong direction.

Has the lab heard this? What did they say?

We're working on it.

What makes you think

we're moving in the wrong direction?

This, for all we know, could be an attempt

to mislead us. We don't know.

So, if you don't mind, I'd like to go

to the lab and check it out myself.

- Go.

- Thank you.

Hello.

I'm Dai-Ryu.

Sensei is waiting for you.

I'm Dai-Ryu. Nayako sent me here.

So you must be Travis-san.

Please come this way.

Thank you.

So what is it that you want to know.

From my Nayako I've heard a lot about you.

She says you know a lot about the Yakuza.

I try to keep a low profile.

Check out Kuroda.

Kuroda.

Apparently, he made a pact with the Chinese

Tongs to monopolize the drug trade.

It seems like if this Kuroda

has that much strength...

and a direct connection with Myanmar...

maybe he can eat all the other families

and take over.

There is only one Yakuza player

who is capable of defeating Kuroda,

his name is Kojima.

But Kojima's boss is too old,

spending much of his time in his garden.

He doesn't care about the current turf war.

This Kojima guy,

is there any way you could maybe...

get me a meeting with him?

If you want.

As long as I have total access to Burma...

the Tongs are welcome to grow and prosper

anywhere I have business.

Together we win Japan.

And eventually...

America.

Don't worry, it happens to the best of us.

Go inside, kid.

Are you ready to be a man?

My behavior...

at the street market was unforgivable.

My shame is beyond what I can describe.

Please accept this as a token...

of my regret.

You're crazy.

Not at all.

Thank you for coming.

Clean it up.

Travis, they serve hamburgers here?

Stop talking sh*t.

I'm just going to wait outside.

You found yourself a new deshi.

What's up, dog?

Yeah, don't worry about it.

May I?

Yes, please.

So you are Dai-Ryu san.

Yes, some people call me that.

So tell me your story.

I've heard that people respect you

for your integrity in the Yakuza world.

I heard the same about you.

Actually, we have other things in common.

You want to get rid of Kuroda...

...and I feel the same.

Kuroda wishes

to send a message to Kojima.

Time to die.

I have a good reason to kill Kuroda.

Heroin trade?

That's not all.

Listen, I live as a Yakuza...

...and I chose my destiny.

I grew up in this city, in the chaos

and devastation that followed the war.

People were living in despair

and struggling in darkness.

It was a tragedy.

So, tell me about your boss in there.

Boss?

Yeah, your boss. Who you work for.

Tell me about him.

- Boss?

- Never mind.

Now fifty years later,

the Yakuza has changed.

The younger Yakuza completely ignore

our rules and tradition of "Jingi".

These scumbags live for nothing but money.

And, by aligning themselves

with foreigners,

they're becoming too powerful.

I won't tolerate their existence.

It'll be interesting to see

who will get Kuroda first, you or I.

That's right. It will be a contest between us.

Thank you.

Excuse me.

Kuroda sends his love.

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