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Japanese to insist on having a liaison officer?

- No. It's usually an assignment.

- What time were you called?

Lieutenant Graham called at nine.

Hoffman called a few minutes after that.

- You were called twice?

- Yeah.

I wish I'd known that sooner.

(Connor) Have you ever negotiated

with the Japanese before?

- Negotiated?

- Mm.

- Perhaps I can suggest a strategy.

- Well, this is hardly a negotiation.

Oh? What is it, then?

What is it?

It's a homicide.

When we arrive,

you take charge of the negotiations.

Don't bother to introduce me, don't refer to

me at all. Don't even look in my direction.

Keep your jacket buttoned at all times.

If they bow, you bow back,

same depth, same duration.

Believe it or not, I have done this before.

I do know these things.

And do keep your hands at your sides.

The Japanese find

big arm movements threatening.

Keep your voice calm and even.

You'll probably find them irritating tonight.

But whatever happens,

don't lose your temper.

- I don't lose my temper.

- That's good to know.

- Now, when you start to get into trouble...

- I won't get into trouble.

When you start to get into trouble,

you will hear me say:

"Perhaps I can be of assistance."

From then on, I do the talking.

You stand behind me.

And don't appear distracted.

We may come from a fragmented,

MTV rap-video culture, but they do not.

Every aspect of your appearance

and behaviour

will reflect on you, on the department,

and on me as your sempai.

- My sempai?

- Mm.

That wouldn't happen to be

anything like "master", now, would it?

No. The sempai is the senior man

who guides the junior man, the kohai.

In Japan, the sempai-kohai

relationship is presumed to exist

when the younger man

and the older man work together.

Hopefully, they will presume that of us.

- What does it mean that I was called twice?

- It means they're ahead of us.

For all they know,

I could've been five minutes away.

They know exactly who was on call tonight,

exactly how long

it would take you to get here.

- You can be sure they know all about you.

- All about me?

- It took you long enough.

- (Connor) Tom.

- What the f***'s he doing here?

- Fred Hoffman told me to bring him.

Guy is trouble. The department put him on

leave because he's too good a friend of Japan.

He's not a team player.

Where is everybody?

They made us put our cars around back.

They keep saying nothing

must disrupt the opening.

Finding that blonde piece of sushi upstairs

drove them nuts.

Don't want their guests or the press to know.

Step aside, pal.

- You come down already.

- Yeah? Well, now I go back up.

Maybe come down,

go up ten times more. OK?

We're still the f***in' police

in our own country.

Built this building in six months. Prefab units

from Japan slapped together here.

Not one American worker. City gave 'em

an eight-year break on property taxes.

Huh, sh*t! We're giving this country away.

Nobody forced us to do it.

(woman speaks Japanese)

Jesus. If an elevator's gonna talk,

it should speak in American.

- What did it say?

- We're arriving at the 45th floor.

No, no, wait a second.

The Japanese provide jobs in America, but

American companies move jobs offshore.

Ground floor, please. They must...

- Going up, Senator.

- No, no, no, no. I wish to go down.

We'll get the next one, Senator.

(Morton) No, no, no, no.

You don't understand.

Senator Morton.

Real nice to find him partying here,

considering he's on the Senate committee

which sets all Japanese import regulations.

Geronimo!

Coming through.

I have your liaison for you.

(speaks Japanese)

(Smith replies in Japanese)

Is this your home phone, Detective?

Yes. Right there at the bottom.

Look, Detective,

let's dispense with the formalities.

We'd like to cooperate,

but you can't start without a warrant.

- Bullshit. We don't need a warrant.

- We can get a warrant in 1 5 minutes.

- But we do have a reported homicide here.

- Homicide? More likely a drug overdose.

We can't determine that until we investigate.

Obviously.

But I'm concerned about the attempt to link

this girl's death to our reception downstairs.

- Looks like she's wearing a party dress to me.

- She's wearing a dress, I agree.

You have to appreciate the position

of the Nakamoto Corporation.

- Sir, I do appreciate...

- This is an important evening for us.

A very public evening.

We don't want it marred by allegations

about the death of a woman of no importance.

- Of no importance?

- You have some nerve.

- I can't imagine how she got in the building...

- You have some nerve!

..but your Lieutenant Graham intends

to go down and interrogate everybody,

including the mayor,

the senators, and congressmen.

Graham said that?

Oh, Christ.

What is this? Do you mind turning around?

Who is this guy?

Mr Tanaka works for Nakamoto Security.

- Get him outta here.

- We have authorised Mr Tanaka to be here.

I'm authoring his ass out. He's contaminating

the crime scene. I want his film.

- We must undertake our own private inquiry.

- Let me tell you,

I'm getting a warrant and a restraining order.

- Why don't you do that? Be my guest.

- Excuse me.

Perhaps I can be of assistance.

(speaks Japanese)

John Connor-san.

(speaks Japanese)

Ishihara-san, I'm sure none of your guests

could be involved in this incident.

They are free to go as they wish.

I am grateful for your assistance.

But before they leave, give me

the names of those gentlemen, please.

- I'm sorry.

- The names of those gentlemen.

May I ask why?

(speaks Japanese angrily)

Ritchie. Mug shots. All of them.

You cannot do this!

(speaks Japanese)

No. You are to blame here.

You will give my detectives

any assistance they need,

and I want the name of the person who

discovered the body. (shouts in Japanese)

And don't you f*** with me!

But of course, Captain.

Yeah, don't f*** with us. Mount up, boys.

Let's get it done before she starts to smell.

- Isn't it bad form to lose your temper?

- It is.

But it's the only way I could assist Ishihara.

Assist Ishihara?

Now, why would you wanna do that?

- Because he wasn't the most important man.

- He wasn't?

No, no. It was the older man.

His juyaku, his superior.

But I wanted to get the investigation going

so I played the out-of-control gaijin,

so Ishihara wouldn't lose face.

So now Ishihara owes me a favour.

- Deep, isn't it?

- Heavy.

Ho. Oh, oh!

- The executive f*** chamber.

- Mm.

Oh, man, I like this. I like this.

That's nice. That's nice.

These guys sure know how to do business.

Hold that.

Her nostrils look like the rim of

a margarita glass. Think she OD'd on coke?

I don't think so.

We'll get lab values on all fluids.

Some seminal fluid down here.

External genitals are pretty raw.

It looks like forced intercourse, but, you

know, I'm not sure she was murdered.

Not sure she was murdered?

Come on, you gotta be kidding me.

The makeup on the neck there

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