Wasabi Page #2
Aren't you here to make trouble?
I don't know what you're talking about.
- About the 200 million dollars...
on your daughters account.
Daddy?
Bastard, dirty liar. I hate you.
- Yumi, calm down.
I hate you.
- Calm down.
I tried to tell you,
but you hated your father so much.
Bastard. You left us.
No. Your mother disappeared,
without telling anything.
And no one ever told me,
that you existed.
If I would have known
that I had such a great daughter...
I would come back and looked
for you everywhere.
And this would have never happened.
My beautiful daughter.
Very touching. But before you
fall into eachothers arms...
I want my money back.
That won't happen. The account
is blocked untill she is twenty.
Then we will have to wait nine hours.
At 10 o'clock the bank will be open and your
daughter will be twenty. Congratulations.
Bring the girl away.
Kill him.
Slowly.
Wait.
This one is tough,
but if you do it right...
it's lethal.
Don't move. French army!
Damnit.
Hubert, everything alright?
Forget it. They are already down.
You're only a few seconds too late.
Oh man.
- What?
The grenade...
- What's with it?
I took the pin out.
Hell of a grenade.
- No, those were the grenades in the car.
What did you find out?
Miko left the department 19 years
ago because she was pregnant.
Her file is missing.
At that moment the department of
Defense opens a new file, top secret.
I couldn't get my hands on it, however...
I got pictures.
Didn't you take the wrong file?
These are wedding pictures.
The groom is the son of one of
the biggest gangsters in the north.
Takanawa, the Zebra, because...
- He has a scar all over his face.
Do you know him?
- I played golf with him.
Go on.
- Fifth on the left.
Miko?
- Amongst all the gangsters in town.
She was so honest, what is this...
- Wait, there is more.
Miko was with the maffia.
Still not two months ago she got
a medal from the minister.
Working undercover.
She infiltrated the Yakuza
to get them from the inside.
But to do that she
had to break up with her past.
She left me to serve her country.
You would have done the
same in her shoes.
Yes maybe.
The rest is simple. She did good
work, untill they discovered.
So she transferred money from
the Zebra to another account...
and left me some clues.
Be careful. That's very spicy.
Still I think there is something missing.
What's that?
I don't know.
Why didn't she say
I have a daughter?
I don't know. Maybe she didn't
want to involve you.
And when she saw she couldn't
protect her anymore, you had to do it.
Protect her? From herself.
She knows her daughter.
If I wasn't there she would spend
the 200 million dollar very fast.
Tell me, what's this?
- Wasabi.
Really good.
Really, delicious.
The dirt under her nails,
where did it come from?
Kyoto.
Ofcourse.
That's where I declared my love to Miko.
That's where it all began
and all shall end. Let's go.
Hurry. We have to be back in
Tokyo before 10.
My dear Hubert. I sacrificed myself
for my country, and I regret it.
All these years I wanted to be with you,
even though you weren't away.
Because you never left me. You remained
in my heart and you always will.
Take good care of our daughter. She is
great, but she spends too much money.
Here is the number so you can keep
an eye on her account.
There should be enough money
for you and our daughter.
It isn't much compensation ofcourse...
but I hope that our daughter will
make all those bad memories go away.
Because only the good memories
remain, right?
Yours forever, Miko.
Are there still any of the old guys?
There are still a few alive.
- We will need them.
Captain Yasumoto, please.
Oh hello. Deposit or withdrawal.
Withdrawal.
- Cash or transfer?
Transfer.
It's very simple.
Left the account where the money is
and right where it has to go.
You can handle that?
Fill in... left.
Lausanne... That's swiss, isn't it?
- That's right.
Great.
- Hurry up, we don't have much time.
Ofcourse sir, right away.
All done.
Now, how much do you want to transfer?
- Everything.
Both accounts?
- Right, both accounts.
You can buy a lot of hookers
for that.
Buy what?
- I mean, you can have a lot of fun with that.
Here.
You are 20 I hope?
- Yes, since this morning.
Excellent. She may sign.
Sign.
Sign it.
That's it. Finished.
Congratulations, Yumi.
- Enough.
Now give me my receit.
That's what I'm for.
Talk to him for a receit.
I'd think twice about that.
If your friend doesn't put down his gun,
you won't get out here alive.
You are the one who won't get out alive.
You win, Mr. Fiorentini. Very good.
And to be a winner, you have to
lose something. Name your prize.
I don't think you can't do anything
right now.
The 200 million dollars
are in my account.
Say good bye to your 200 million dollars.
Yumi, it's alright, come here.
You saw what I can do with golf.
Think about what I can do with a.45.
Tell your men put down their weapons.
It's over.
Come on.
Wait for me.
I don't believe it.
Takanawa, the Zebra? Does that ring a bell?
- Ofcourse.
He's inside on the floor.
They wanted to rob the bank.
I sorted them.
When is your vacation over?
Then we can clean up the country.
Go ahead, it's all messed up.
Mr. Fiorentini isn't in debt anymore.
- That's about time.
Thanks for the police escort.
But we don't need protection.
Well it's not for your protection.
It's for everyone around you.
Thanks for coming, it was nice to see you.
Now it's your turn to visit.
- Lf it will be as much fun, gladly.
What's that?
- Wasabi.
You said it tasted you good, so...
Maybe you'd like to try it for breakfast...
- Very nice of you, thanks.
Take good care of her.
- You can count on me.
I have to say good bye to the father
I just met?
First you want me dead
and now I have to stay.
That's how teenagers are.
Crying very often and changing
their mind all the time.
I also have a present for you.
I didn't really go shopping, but...
It was your mothers. I kept it for 20 years.
Now I want you to have it.
One month. Don't worry, just one month.
You will finish school and I will search
that wallpaper for you and that's it.
It will be the longest month of my life.
For me too, Yumi.
No problem sir. Go ahead. Have a good trip.
- Thank you.
French newspaper sir? Champagne?
No, thank you.
I'd like to relax untill I'm in Paris.
No problem, sir.
Attention everyone, please.
Who do these belong to?
Oh, no.
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