Killer 7 Page #3

Episode #101

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(Department of Defense)

Com Man 1:
Huh? Wait, look at this.

Com Man 2:
Hmm, what is this? A bug in the system?

CM1:
No sir, it's reading right. There's 200.

Com Man 3:
What the hell? A country could disappear off the map!

Com Man 4:
Do you have the impact point yet?

CM1:
Yes, sir. It's Japan.

CM2:
What? Are the fireworks ready yet?

CM4:
No, forget it!

CM2:
Japan is our ally!

CM3:
We're not authorized to make that kind of decision!

CM2:
Forget authorization! We need to do something now or else!

CM4:
We can't just let it happen!

CM3:
Get the President on the line.

Com Man 5:
This is an emergency call for the President. (Pause)

Mr. President, this is Spencer speaking, sir. 200 Pulsars have been

fired towards Japan. We're unable to calculate their trajectory because

we're avoiding the computation time lag. Interception can only commence

two hours before initial impact. Should we launch the fireworks? (Pause)

Mr. President, your assessment, sir?

(Overpass)

(Garcian approaches Mills)

Mills:
The missiles have been launched.

Garcian:
Where are they headed?

Mills:
Japan.

(Mills hands Garcian a picture and a folder)

Garcian:
Washington?

Mills:
Restaurant Fukushima. It's a popular joint.

Garcian:
And the target?

Mills:
The owner of the place, Toru Fukushima. See, he's the middleman

between the Japanese UN representative and our government.

Garcian:
A government job?

Mills:
It's a job from all the parties. Japan has turned against us.

Garcian:
So that's why they're going to hit Japan?

Mills:
Well, it's a possibility. It depends on how they move.

Garcian:
Oh it'll be a blow alright. What will happen to Japan?

Mills:
It's up to the President; they have 18 hours.

Garcian:
All hell's gonna break loose over in Washington, and I sure as

hell don't wanna be there.

Mills:
If, for some reason, you need help, talk to a guy named Kasai.

He's well informed, especially about the Japanese movement. You've got

all the details in there, okay? This time, the string puller is

Fukushima. Now, the integrity and the true worth of Japan is at stake

here.

(Mask De Smith enters Restaurant Fukushima, USA)

(Three waiters in black approach him)

Middle Waiter:
Irreshaimase. Welcome. How many in your party?

Mask:
I wanna talk to the owner.

Middle Waiter:
May I ask what it's concerning?

Mask:
Yeah, I'm here to kill Mr. Fukushima.

Middle Waiter:
Certainly, we'll be delighted to serve you. (All three

waiters bow and transform into Heaven Smile, Mask blasting them all away

in one shot from each of his grenade launchers)

(Mask De Smith enters a kitchen covered in blood, a lone Chef stands in

the middle of it all, holding a gun)

Mask:
What's in your right hand, chico?

Chef:
Please don't, this is just a...(Mask levels his guns at the Chef)

Mask:
Put your arms down!

Chef:
No, it's not like that, this gun is a...

Mask:
Don't move, amigo!

Chef:
Please, don't shoot!

Mask:
Stay still!

(The Chef screams and fires a bullet directly at Mask, time slows down

and Mask headbutts the bullet, flattening it in mid-air and then

firing his grenade launchers, which pass harmlessly over the Chef's

shoulders and into a Heaven Smile right behind the Chef)

Mask:
What were you doing here?

Chef:
Cleaning up, our head chef always tells us that an ideal kitchen

is a kitchen clean enough that you can lick the floor. Anyway, it's the

least that I can do for them...

Mask:
The others? The chefs, the waiters, where are they?

Chef:
Those guys with the strange smiles, you saw them.

Mask:
It's dangerous, aqui.

(Mask walks away)

Chef:
Awesome... (Laughs)

[2/1]

(Harman approaches Fukushima's room and is greeted by a woman)

Woman:
We've been expecting you. If you will, right this way please. Mr.

Fukushima is waiting for you inside.

(Harman wheels to the table that Fukushima is sitting at, tea is served)

Fukushima:
I always wanted to be a tea master. It's one of the reasons

I chose this profession. (Sips tea)

Harman:
Which profession might that be?

Fukushima:
(Laughs) You're an interesting man, and you ask a very

difficult question. Perhaps it's a sense of humor that only comes from

someone who lives life on the edge. I wanted to become a politician who

could be a true leader, but the world of politics was like a stage where

people only acted. They were merely actors playing the politician.

Harman:
Did you ever think of becoming an actor?

Fukushima:
Well, it just so happened I got a call from the government

asking me if I wanted to become an architect.

Harman:
You mean, to design and devise?

Fukushima:
Yes, I took the offer with delight.

Harman:
Is that the only thing you do, Mr. Fukushima, the founder?

(Fukushima smiles and claps, a door opens behind Harman revealing the

woman from before)

Fukushima:
Could you bring us some refreshments?

Woman:
Certainly. (The subtitle reads "Julia Kisugi")

Fukushima:
It's a really old story. Union 7, a group made up of seven

young men, drew up the Yakumo Party Cabinet Policy. The heat of

factional politics eventually broke down the Union 7. It was like a

warm welcome in the world of politics. It became clear to me then, this

country didn't have what it took to compete with the rest of the

world. (Julia serves refreshments, Harman glances in her direction)

Harman:
It must be wonderful to have such a bright secretary.

Fukushima:
Not as bright as you, Mr. Smith. (Julia draws a gun)

Thank y- (Julia fires point blank at Fukushima's head)

Julia:
(Aims at Harman) Hand over the Yakumo.

Harman:
Lady, (Harman wheels backward quickly) where are your manners!

(Julia fires three shots in Harman's direction, but Harman is already

gone, and Julia exits)

(K7 catches up with Julia in a large, vertical room; fire is everywhere)

Julia:
A pet of the United States...interesting. I've got nothing better

to do anyway. Whenever I see a punk, the assassin in me starts to stir.

From here, it's all about enjoying myself. Sure you got the balls for a

shootout? Dead or alive, you're going down. You won't last a single

minute against me. Better get ready...to die.

(Whether you win the shootout or not, a large mold of Fukushima's head

falls in between you and Julia; who the head damages is determined by the

winner of the match, if you lose, you die, if you don't...)

(Julia lies gasping on the other side of the bridge, clutching the

pendant around her neck)

Julia:
Yakumo will destroy your country. Back off before you get hurt...

(Julia tears off her pendant and bites into it, causing the to pendant

to explode)

End of Sunset 01 Part 1

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Sunset - 01 Part. 2 [2/2]

(Coffee Shop, USA)

Garcian:
It sure is a small place. (Garcian is about twice the size of

the chair he is sitting in)

Hiro Kasai:
I used to come here quite often when I was an exchange

student. I like this place, kind of run down but homey, you know?

Garcian:
I didn't come here to chit chat. Just tell me what I need to

know.

Kasai:
Okay, let's get down to business. Mr. Mills has a job for you, he

wants you to kill this man. (Passes a picture of the Chef from earlier to

Garcian) His name is Jean DePaul, 23, an apprentice cook at Restaurant

Fukushima. He's a spy alright.

Garcian:
How can you tell?

Kasai:
He's one of the elite international operatives. Killed quite a few

government operatives off, by the way.

Garcian:
Where is he?

Kasai:
Try the Kaku Building. Syndicates from all over the world run

their thing in that area.

Garcian:
Guess I'll be on my way then. (Rises) Sayonara. (Bows)

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