Rising Sun Page #4

I'm just a little neighbour girl

who lives down the hall.

- Are you Cheryl's back-door man?

- And what if I am?

Well,

if you are, I heard of you.

You better watch out

cos Eddie, he's the real jealous type.

They don't call him Crazy Eddie for nothing.

- Really?

- Mm-hm.

Well, I'm kinda tough.

Well, tough as you may be...

Eddie finds out, then you're gonna be crying.

Um...

Say, is Cheryl all right?

No, she isn't.

Lieutenant Web Smith. LAPD.

I knew he was gonna do something to her.

I heard him screaming at Cheryl.

Shouting things like, "I'll kill you," just right

before he took her to that party tonight.

Many thanks, miss.

Someone from my office will contact you.

I knew he was gonna do something to her.

Kohai.

You know, Web,

Eddie's father is a big industrialist

over there at Daimatsu.

He has a friend he sees.

Jeanette. Right up here on the second floor.

You know how Eddie met Cheryl?

Well...

she was working in that Toyota plant

back there in Kentucky.

Then one day

who should show up

in that small, little town...

but Eddie?

Web...

The woman was about to give up

the murderer, and you just walk away.

Maybe I've been bought off by the Japanese.

Look, sempai, apple pie - whatever it is you

want me to call you - we have a murder here.

I want to solve it,

I don't wanna hear true confessions.

You know what's true?

When something looks too good

to be true, then it's not true.

Everything she said about Eddie

might have been true.

The real question is why was she saying it?

OK. Why was she saying it?

I'm not sure.

Because she thought Eddie killed the girl.

- This Julia woman accidentally walked in...

- Nothing is happening accidentally.

She's a messenger.

You think someone sent her?

OK. Who?

The bad guys.

I suppose they sent her in

to find out what we know.

Or to tell us what they wanted us to know.

Or maybe to slow us down.

Bullshit?

Never underestimate your opponent.

Never take what he offers you.

- You want to solve this crime?

- Yes.

So do I. Now, let's move.

( piano plays show tune)

Come on, Eddie.

Darling, those days are gone from your life.

I can dance like that. I'm an old

song-and-dance man from way back.

Oh, yeah? Wanna teach me some steps?

- It's by invitation only, gentlemen.

- Mr Sakamura.

- Mr Sakamura is not here.

- That's him. The bad tap-dancer.

Mr Sakamura is not available.

Mr Sakamura's a good friend of mine.

I'm sure he's available for me.

Gentlemen, you're trespassing.

Now, unless you have a search warrant,

you'll have to leave.

- You should know I'm a black belt.

- But of course you are, dear.

- Need help, Perry?

- So is Jeff.

OK, fellas. You're leaving.

That's assault.

I don't wanna hurt you.

They say if you must resort to violence,

then you've already lost.

What do you think, Jeff?

I think I'll go get Mr Sakamura.

- Captain Connor.

- Eddie.

(speaks Japanese)

My father will be happy to hear

you're still up to your same old tricks.

- We're here to talk, Eddie.

- So talk. It's a free country.

It's about the murder at Nakamoto tonight.

Well, let's talk outside.

(speaks Japanese)

I heard about that. Some poor girl.

You know her, Eddie.

Cheryl Austin.

Oh, yeah, Cheryl. Hm, that girl.

Too bad.

I hear she was a real hentai onna.

You knew her better than that.

You're putting her up at the Imperial Arms.

Oh, that Cheryl. I know her real well.

- She was all over me, Connor-san.

- You're irresistible, Eddie.

Well, that's true.

Connor-san, she had a big problem.

She was a sick girl. She liked pain.

Put a plastic bag over her head,

always saying, "More, more. Squeeze harder."

Squeeze the neck? You like that, do you?

Me? No.

I'm a straight meat-and-potatoes man.

(man) Don't let them see you like this. Get up.

- (Connor) Did you see her tonight?

- (Eddie) Tonight? Me?

Maybe for two minutes at the party.

Just to say hello.

Mr Sakamura,

I think you'd better come with us.

Yeah, I saw her tonight.

I brought her to the party.

But I have nothing to do with it.

Look, I can prove it to you.

Just let me call you later.

I will bring you something.

- Connor, I think that's a bad idea.

- Captain, Nakamoto is keiretsu.

My father is Daimatsu keiretsu.

If his son is arrested here,

there will be repercussions.

Business is war. I know you understand.

(speaks Japanese)

- Do you have your passport?

- Yeah, sure.

Give him your card. And you call him, Eddie.

Connor-san...

(speaks Japanese)

- I sure hope you know what you're doing.

- Me, too.

- He's guilty as hell.

- Well, my dairokkan says he's not.

I hope your intuition is right.

Look, sempai, my dairokkan tells me that your

dairokkan wasn't the reason you let Eddie go.

In Japan, his father saved my life.

- And Eddie reminded you of that?

- He would never remind me.

It's my responsibility to remember.

So what is all this bullshit

about his father's keiretsu?

Bullshit? There's a keiretsu war going on.

A Japanese corporation never stands alone.

A keiretsu is a united front

of hundreds of powerful companies,

all acting in partnership to win.

- To win what?

- Whatever's there.

You ever hear, "Business is war"?

The war is never over.

Maybe you heard,

"All's fair in love and war"? No.

- So where does that leave us?

- Us?

We're in the war zone.

(Graham) So based on the lab results,

the guy who f***ed her was Japanese.

Semen analysis is blood type AB.

Diego factor positive.

Negative for ethanol dehydrogenase.

Asian pattern.

Male pubic hair also Asian in origin.

Evidence points to a Japanese perpetrator.

It's a Jap perp all right.

(man speaks Japanese)

What the hell's this?

- Looks like your guy confessed.

- No. It's just sumimasen.

If they're caught doing something wrong, to

get leniency, they must perform an apology.

- You mean it's an act?

- Not exactly.

He's genuinely scared

that we'll create a scandal.

So Yoshida-san insisted that he find

the missing disk and deliver it to us.

Yeah, good luck. That disk is

probably in a Tokyo landfill by now.

- (Graham) What the hell's this?

- (Connor) Daytime. 46th floor.

Negotiations for a company

called MicroCon. Semiconductors.

- Hey, can we skip the cartoons?

- Hold on. We've just started.

(Connor) Richmond-san. Busy, busy.

(Graham) Let's go. Get to it.

Ah. Night-time. Same place.

Looks different then.

Jesus, it's her.

(Graham) Hello.

Come on in.

He looks Japanese.

Maybe he's Polish.

- He's checking to see if she's carrying a gun.

- (Smith) Someone's using the gizmo.

Gizmo. He's sure using it all right.

(Graham) There go the hands to the neck.

Just the way she likes it.

Hey, Mr Nice Guy. Turn around.

Oh, no, don't tell me

this guy's gonna walk out in the dark.

No.

Step into... There.

Back it up.

There.

That's right, I knew it all along.

I was right about this.

- Eddie.

- You know this f***er?

Eddie Sakamura. We had him tonight.

- (Graham) What do you mean, you had him?

- We had him. We let him go.

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