The Last Samurai Page #17
OMURA:
You have gained important knowledge
of Katsumoto's province, his army,
and his rebellion. This is extremely
valuable to me.
He watches Algren to see how this lands.
OMURA:
You also possess significant knowledge
of my army, my weaponry, and my plans.
Katsumoto.
ALGREN:
Again, you flatter me.
OMURA:
No. I am a businessman. I recognize
what is valuable. And I buy it.
(looks at him)
In this case, I value your loyalty.
Algren considers the implications of what Omura is saying.
ALGREN:
I didn't know loyalty was something
that could be sold.
OMURA:
Then perhaps you will give it, as a
token of future friendship -- for
which, as a friend, I would be in
your debt.
ALGREN:
(stands)
Then I will consider it.
OMURA:
And I will be grateful.
Algren is in a shipping office. A clerk consults his schedule
of departure.
CLERK:
All righteee, the ANDREW JACKSON
leaves tomorrow -- if you want a
steamship you'll have to wait six
weeks.
(Algren is silent)
Gets ya to Frisco by the 28th. 14
dollars for a private cabin, 8 for a
shared or 3 for a lower berth. What
can I put you down for?
Algren is silent, concentrating on a calendar hanging behind
the clerk. It features a beautiful Hiroshigi watercolor of
mountains.
CLERK:
Sir...?
ALGREN:
(after a moment)
Private cabin.
Graham walks with Algren.
GRAHAM:
Leave? Why would you leave now? No
white man has ever been in your
position. Do you have any idea what
it will mean to have Omura as your
friend? You want land, you want women,
you want boys?
Algren starts to walk faster, but Graham stops him.
GRAHAM:
Nathan. I wanted to leave, too. For
three years. You must believe me
there is a majesty about these people --
can you imagine what your own country
would be if it had half the drive
and the discipline and the belief
and the bravery of these ridiculous
little people?
Then raised voices from across the street stop them.
They see Yoritomo surrounded by four Imperial Army soldiers.
The soldiers are rough and imperious, drunk with power. They
carry gleaming rifles.
The soldiers bark orders. Yoritomo stands proudly, responding
calmly.
ALGREN:
What is this?
GRAHAM:
My God, it's the edicts...
ALGREN:
What edicts?
Algren arrives as the situation is clearly growing volatile --
the soldiers are pointing to Yoritomo's head, screaming.
Algren steps toward the soldiers --
ALGREN:
That's enough --
One of the soldiers SCREAMS at him -- raises his rifle --
all the soldiers raise their rifles.
Yoritomo reaches for his sword -- Algren tries to push through --
ALGREN:
(subtitles)
YORITOMO, WAIT!
One of the soldiers smacks Algren in the chin with a rifle
butt. Algren reels, and by the time he stands straight again,
four others are pointing their bayonets at his face.
Graham takes hold of Algren's arm.
GRAHAM:
Don't be stupid.
Algren makes eye contact with Yoritomo, who -- in deference
to his friend -- puts his sword away.
The Japanese soldiers continue to scream at Yoritomo. They
force him to his knees.
Rifles pressed to his head.
Yoritomo bows his bead, speaking quietly, as if praying.
Algren witches in horror all one of the soldiers removes his
bayonet -- another grabs Yoritomo's hair, jerks his head
back and begins hacking off Yoritomo's traditional top-knot
of hair. Brutally. Blood.
Yoritomo remains kneeling, head down, blood flowing down his
face.
The soldiers laugh and move off.
Algren kneels by Yoritomo. Yoritomo looks up at him. There
are tears in his eyes.
EXT. KATSUMOTO'S HOUSE - DUSK
Katsumoto's house on the outskirts of Tokyo is spacious and
harmonious. Utterly Japanese. Samurai guards in full regalia,
stand menacingly outside.
INT. KATSUMOTO'S HOUSE - DUSK
Ujio kneels with Yoritomo, dressing the wounds on his head.
Graham sits across the room talking quietly to the mammoth
Nakao, taking notes in a small notebook. Nakao has been
brutally shorn of his top knot as well. His shame is apparent.
INT. KATSUMOTO'S CHAMBER - DUSK
Servants help dress Katsumoto in his exacting samurai wardrobe
KATSUMOTO:
Captain, I had not thought to see
you again.
ALGREN:
I'm leaving tomorrow. But before I
go I need to tell you what's going
on here.
KATSUMOTO:
You mean the Gatling Guns and the
howitzers, is that how you say it?
ALGREN:
They're about to close a trade
agreement that will bring this country
more weapons than you can imagine.
KATSUMOTO:
Yes, if the emperor agrees -- but
Omura knows the Emperor must be
convinced there is cause to need
those weapons before be will sign.
ALGREN:
(realizing)
And you are to be the cause...
KATSUMOTO:
Elegant, isn't it? Omura passes laws
sure to cause a samurai revolt,
creating a need for the weapons. The
Emperor sees that the weapons are
needed so he agrees to the entire
treaty, giving your country what it
wants and the Omura Zaibatsu what it
wants. And my country is sold to
yours.
As Katsumoto dresses, Algren notes that Katsumoto's body is
a battleground of old scars, so like his own.
KATSUMOTO:
Today the Council passed two edicts.
The first called for the elimination
of our traditional topknots.
ALGREN:
I know.
KATSUMOTO:
The second banned the wearing of
sword.
Algren stops. He knows what swords mean to the samurai.
KATSUMOTO:
(re:
his swords)Hand them to me, will you?
Algren picks up Katsumoto's two swords. Looks at him deeply.
ALGREN:
If you do this, they will kill you.
KATSUMOTO:
I am hard to kill.
ALGREN:
You don't know what their weapons
can do. All your men butchered...
Just for pride.
KATSUMOTO:
Not for pride. For the Emperor.
ALGREN:
But the Emperor is the one signing
the agreement.
KATSUMOTO:
He has not signed it yet.
He holds out Katsumoto's two samurai swords.
ALGREN:
Is it worth it?... just for these.
KATSUMOTO:
I cannot live without my soul... Can
you?
They regard each other.
EXT. OUTSIDE KATSUMOTO'S HOUSE - NIGHT
Algren leaves Katsumoto's gate and sets off on foot.
As Algren walks, he becomes aware that he is being followed.
Two dark figures lurk some distance behind him. After a few
moments, he whips around to face them. They stand for a
moment, then melt away into the shadows.
INT. COUNCIL OF STATE CHAMBER - NIGHT
The Council of State meets in an august chamber. Many of the
Council members wear Western clothes. Cigarette smoke billows.
The young Emperor sits on a dais off to the side, as befits
his ceremonial role in the proceedings.
Omura is speaking... he stops... looking at something... all
the Council members turn... and gape.
Katsumoto strides into the chamber, his swords proudly
displayed.
OMURA:
(subtitled)
Minister Katsumoto, you honor us.
KATSUMOTO:
(subtitled)
It is my honor to join again the men
who are leading Japan into her
glorious future.
OMURA:
(subtitled)
You are perhaps unaware of this
Council's edict regarding the wearing
of swords?
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