Samurai Cop Page #3

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- It's a very nice restaurant.

- Thanks.

You're a police officer,

questioning is the nature of your business, isn't it?

Yeah. But my visit today is simply social.

- Why?

- Well, let's just say, I think you're very pretty.

- Thank you.

- Geez, where are my manners,

I haven't even introduced myself.

My name is Joe, Joe Marshall.

- I know. And they call you samurai?

- It seems you know a lot about me?

- They talk.

- Who's they, your Japanese friends?

- They're not my friends.

- Well, if they're not your friends,

then how did you get to know them?

I mean, do you know who they are, or where they came from?

Did you know that Fujiyama is the number one most wanted

criminal on the police list right now?

Well, I don't know him well.

As far as I know, he's just a businessman.

And he's been helpful to my mother and I.

- How did you get to know him in the first place?

- My father passed away.

He owned this restaurant.

He left my mother and I buried under 400,000 dollars in debt.

So Mr. Fujiyama helped us out.

I guess, you could say, he owns the restaurant now.

That's why my mother and I feel indebted to him.

You see, whatever he's done for you,

it doesn't mean anything.

And the money that he spent on you

in this restaurant is drug money,

dirty.

You see, guys like Fujiyama make millions of dollars every year

in this town by selling drugs and destruction.

And I don't know you too well, but...

I think it's pretty safe to say that,

you shouldn't have any interest for what this guy is doing.

Well, you're right.

I have no interest at all in their activities.

Good. Well,

I suppose being the restaurant owner,

you must be here quite a bit?

- Yeah, day and night, why?

- How would you like to eat somewhere else for a change?

- With me.

- I'm sorry, I can't. I'm really busy.

Well, you're the boss.

Can't you get somebody else to do it?

Not today.

My bookkeeper is coming by later.

Okay, how about tomorrow?

Tomorrow is Friday and that's one of our busiest days.

All right, Sunday. Sunday it is.

Sunday, I go to church.

Besides, Sunday is my birthday.

- Oh, Sunday is your birthday? Well, happy birthday.

- Thank you.

- What church do you go to?

- The Episcopal Church in Beverly Hills.

Ah, the Episcopal Church.

That's very nice.

- Well, it was nice meeting you, Jennifer.

- You too.

- See you later.

- Bye.

- Don't move!

- What are you going to do, shoot me?

Maybe a little later.

Right now, I got orders to break both your legs.

Come on, let's go. Move.

Stay back, this guy is mine.

Oh, my legs, my legs.

- Tell me, who hired you?

- I don't know.

- Tell me, who hired you to kill a cop?

- I swear, I don't know.

Don't lie to me or I'll break your f***ing wrist.

Now tell me!

I can't, they'll kill me.

No, they won't.

I'll help you.

Assaulting a police officer

with a deadly weapon will get you 15 years but if you tell me

who hired you, I'll get them.

- Okamura. Okamura sent me.

- Which one is he?

He's the big bald man.

All right, I need his address.

How do we know that this is the right house?

If Okamura is here, then we'll arrest him.

Then we'll have a solid case against the Katana gang

for hiring four assassins to kill a policeman.

On the other hand, if it's the wrong house,

then we'll apologize to the owner,

the usual police routine.

- Who's going to answer to Captain Roma on this?

- You.

Sh*t, man.

He'll burn my ass.

You don't have to worry about that.

It's already--

Yeah, yeah, I know it's already black, huh?

This time, he'd probably cut my dick too, huh?

You better come to my house

before you report to the captain.

- For what?

- Let's use it before you lose it.

All right guys, listen up.

Peggy, you and Johnson go around the front.

Frank and I are going to go around the back.

If you hear shooting, come running.

Let's go.

- Hey, preacher?

- Yeah?

- You and I got nothing to do.

- Let's f***.

- Shut up.

Damn.

But you promised to buy me those Japanese pearls.

- Did I?

- Yes. You promised.

- A favor is a favor.

- Okay.

Can you satisfy me?

- Hey, take a look behind the building.

- All right.

Freeze!

- Do you hear something?

- No. Is that him?

I guess so.

Looks like this is his last f***.

- Let him finish it then.

- The hell I will.

- Hey, look!

- Police!

Don't move, you're under arrest!

- Johnny, get your gun. Quick!

- Hurry! That way!

- Cops are here! Get them off my back.

Freeze, Okamura!

Freeze!

I'm unarmed.

You're going to shoot me or fight me like a man?

He's under arrest.

Watch his arm, I might have broken it.

Looks like you did.

You're under arrest.

Come on, get up, get up!

Holy sh*t.

Well, this one is dead too.

Not captured alive.

We have some problems in the police department.

We have several new enemies.

There's Captain Roma, Lieutenant Washington,

Andrew Johnson, Peggy Lee Thomas,

and this kid they call the samurai cop,

Joe Marshall.

Most important, is Captain Roma.

We buy him, the others don't matter.

No way boss, no way.

I tried to set them all up on private business.

They would be financially-secured

for the rest of their lives.

It's a downhill situation.

I say, if we cannot buy them, we kill them.

It is a most difficult situation.

If any of those guys are hurt,

they would suspect us,

especially after Okamura's death.

I have an idea.

Let's use an outside source.

I'll call New York and we'll have them all wiped out.

We cannot kill any of them now.

But we should punish them somehow.

Call New York and get somebody to break both

of those samurai cop's legs.

- But don't you or your men get involved.

- It shall be done.

Who could shoot this in a Mafia boss's house?

One of his own men.

Excuse me, where did the tall guy with the ponytail go?

- He is upstairs with my boss.

- Thank you.

- Can I help you?

- Well, just a little business with him.

- Are you expecting anybody?

- No.

That's the warning bell.

Oh, yeah?

Wait here.

Freeze!

Yeah, boss?

Are they there?

I'll be there right away.

- Where are you going?

- I'm going to a party.

- Hi, there.

- Oh, hi. You're going to church too?

Yeah. I was in there preaching, didn't you see me?

- No, you weren't. Stop kidding me.

- Nah, I'm just kidding.

Hey, hold on.

I have to ask you some more questions.

- Police questions?

- Well, let's just say some questions.

- Okay, where?

- In my car. Come on.

So this is the police station where you're interrogating me?

- This is the place.

- Is this your house?

Yeah, I own it, month to month.

Come on, let me show you around.

She left with the cop.

She left with the cop.

- Kill him!

- My pleasure.

-Wow!

-Ain't that perfect!

-Boy!

- It seems like you went to a lot of trouble.

- You know what, as a matter of fact, I did.

This chicken, I have a neighbor next door,

and she has farm animals.

And what I did was I jumped the fence,

I stole one of her chickens and then killed it.

- Great.

- I mean because I really wanted to impress you.

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