Sorry to say this, but this tastes awful.
It's the Cat brand.
That's all you can get nowadays.
But, Koichi.
Eh?
Whatever the truth may be, they think you abandoned your comrades.
Don't forget that.
What you owe, you must pay back at some point.
The time might be getting close.
What do you mean?
Who told you where to find me?
Ginji.
I knew it.
Ginji is Bunmei's lapdog.
Bunmei is a detective with the Security Police...
...who has a strange obsession for hunting down...
...the remaining Kerberos members.
He's a big jerk.
In exchange for his protection...
...Ginji became a spy for the Security Police.
Ginji...?
Well, whether you believe it or not is up to you.
But, if you think that earning a living...
...as a professional stand-and-eater...
...is still possible these days without backing...
...you're out of your mind.
Besides, this much is true.
He's the one who sold-out Midori and me.
Well...
Anyway, don't trust anyone.
Especially women.
Are you talking about Midori?
I can't tell you.
But if you see her, you'll both regret it.
Especially you.
What's wrong?
Sorry, but where's the bathroom?
Out in the hallway, at the far end.
Hey, try not to make a mess.
That hag of a landlord is really fussy.
Ao...!
Now, it's time for some wake-up exercises.
Let's pump up the energy!
It seems you're awake now.
Hold out your fingers, and do bend-and-unbends.
Is that chair a comfortable place to sleep?
Before you, many have slept and awakened in that chair.
I believe you had a nice dream.
A dream?
I left here, and...
... I know I was with Ao.
How long have I been here?!
You have a poor memory.
You're not in a position to ask questions.
I already told you.
Midori!
Now, let's continue, shall we?
That woman by your side looks a lot like a woman I once knew.
We used to terrify criminals.
We, the glorious Kerberos First Platoon 's "Devil's Trio."
We always moved as a team.
The reason we were called Plungers was because Ao and I...
...could plunge into any death-trap.
Risking our lives solely because of her incomparably reliable backup.
The three of us as one.
Our combination play was perfect.
As if we were the incarnation of that three-headed dog on the emblem...
...the watchdog of hell, Kerberos.
Don't look away.
A dog is supposed to be faithful to its master.
A dog is supposed to know who his master is.
What are you so hung up about?
Why are you so stubborn?
Is it pride?
You want to prove how gritty you are?
I'll tell you a story.
Once upon a time, there was a magnet living some place.
Its neighbors were grains of iron sand.
"Iron sand" doesn't mean "iron courage," mind you.
It's sand made of iron.
One day, a few grains of the iron sand came up with the idea...
...to go visit the magnet, and told it to the others.
Other grains nearby overheard it and joined the conversation.
And, after a while, all the grains were arguing over the issue.
Grains of iron sand don't argue.
This is an allegory.
The grains of iron sand continued to argue.
As they talked, what started out as a vague wish...
...was now heightened to an impulse.
Also, they, without realizing it, were inching toward the magnet.
The argument continued endlessly, and one of them voiced an opinion...
...that the magnet was their neighbor and therefore it was their duty to visit it...
...and that they should have visited it long ago.
As they talked, they moved even closer to the magnet...
...and yet didn't even realize that they were moving.
At last, those that lost their patience won...
...and with an insuppressible urge, they cried, "It's pointless to wait!...
... Let's go today! Let's go now! We're going now!"
Forming a cluster, they moved quickly, and at the next moment...
...they were clinging to the magnet from all directions.
The magnet laughed and laughed.
Because the grains of iron sand thought...
...they paid the visit on their own volition and never doubted it.
Do you see?
In short, things such as free will are nothing but an illusion.
Yes...of course, I'm the magnet, and you're the iron sand.
You might think you're resisting, but in truth, without knowing...
...you're inching toward the direction I want you to go.
Well, calm down a little and think about it.
What if the magnet's neighbor hadn't been iron sand but sugar?!
Without visiting the magnet, it would've been eaten by ants.
C'mon, what are you doing?
Right there, I'm telling you.
Put it down, man.
Alright.
Thanks.
You're doing it wrong, right there.
See, that's why you keep losing 'em.
OK, come on.
Hey, do you really know what you're doing?
There.
Oh, man.
Oh! Ma'am, can we help you?
You're doing such a good job.
I thought I'd make you a midnight snack.
Yeah!
Do you like it?
Oh, no, there, there, come now, try not to spill so much.
How are your wounds?
I went to see Ao.
Soichiroh sold you out.
He's being supported by Bunmei these days.
Did you hear that he's earning a living by gambling?
No.
Though I could guess.
Think about it.
Do you think that earning a living as a gambler...
...is still possible these days without backing?
Though Soichiroh isn't the only one.
Ginji, too.
And you?
Well, am I?
I already got rid of the guards.
If I kill you here, nobody will know what I've done.
Including Bunmei.
Look, I want you to tell me.
Am I your enemy?
Or friend?
Which am I?
Of course you're my friend.
If I'm your friend...
...then why have I become Bunmei's woman?
That's because...
...things got out of your control.
Out of my control, and therefore I've become Bunmei's woman.
But today, I'm your friend and comrade, is that it?
Uh-huh.
Cut the bull.
I betrayed someone once, and then betrayed myself.
How can you trust someone like that so easily?
Because... I believe in you.
I couldn't believe...
...that you would return, no matter what.
I had believed you would, once.
I had believed and kept waiting, but in the end, I couldn't any more.
That's because...!
I mean...
Nobody is 100% perfect.
Everybody has a white canvas in their hearts.
But this color white, if you see it in the shade...
...could look gray or it could melt into black.
And so it has sort of an obscure nature.
If you really think about it...
...white actually means it's already been dyed that color...
...so maybe I should say transparent instead, but then...
Anyway, "to live" is synonymous with "to dye,"...
...and therefore, um, therefore...
That's right.
That's your...
that was the logic we hated the most.
Good or evil.
Friend or foe.
Black or white.
Making those decisions without being sentimental...
...that's how we enabled ourselves to turn into the Watchdogs of Hell...
...and continue killing people.
Maybe I should kill you, after all.
Can you kill me?
Ah, how confident.
What is that confidence?
I was feared as "Midori the Crack Shot."
I was a tough-looking chick in those days of constant killing.
But maybe I concealed feelings toward someone...
...that I couldn't confide in and was aching inside.
Someone like you. Is that what you think?
It's absolutely true, but...
Maybe I should die!
Don't be stupid!
Women always come out on the losing end.
I don't give a damn about being born a woman...
...but the world is set up that way.
I'm sorry.
You fool. Don't apologize.
That makes me all the more miserable.
I'm sorry.
Why did you come back?
I'm no longer your comrade, no longer your friend.
I don't deserve to fight by you.
It took me so long to convince myself to think that way.
Finally, I've become capable of thinking that way, and...
Why did you have to come back now?!
Midori, to tell the truth...
I can't.
What your thoughts were, what your plan was...
...and what you put in that suitcase, I don't know any of that, but I can't!
Are you leaving?
I can't cause you any more trouble.
Don't stare at me like that.
I can't look back at you.
The lost, lost little kitten Where is your home
She can't tell where her home is She can't tell what her name is
Meow-meow-meow-meow Meow-meow-meow-meow
The little kitten keeps crying The dog policeman is at a loss and goes:
Bow-wow
I vivisected that guy to find out where Ginji was.
A dream?
It can't be!
How many times do you have to repeat it before you're satisfied?
You!
Dangerous articles are not allowed in the theater.
Laws must be obeyed.
Sit down.
How much time has passed?
For me?
Or for yourself?
You're such a troublesome man.
Midori.
Where's Midori?
Well, she is a different matter, at the present time.
But you can see her in the past right here and now.
I, Midori Washio, have committed many crimes up to this day.
I hereby confess all my crimes.
I, despite my position as a public servant...
... was intimately involved with another Unit member, Koichi Todome...
... for some time...
... and being affected by his individualism and adventuresome ideals...
You...!
... disobeyed the Special Investigation Unit dissolution order...
What did you do to Midori?!
Shut up and watch.
You have an obligation to watch this.
If you hadn't come up with such a stupid idea as to flee the country...
... she might have been spared from being pushed to the wall so hard.
...and violating the Antisubversive Activities Law.
Moreover, upon participating in the rebellion...
... I committed the crimes of stealing a vehicle, inflicting damage to property...
... violating the Traffic Control Law, violating the Anti-riot Law...
... and interfering with policemen in the fulfillment of their duties.
Furthermore, against the private citizens...
... who cooperated to quell our rebellion...
... I committed the crimes of assaulting and inflicting injuries...
... as well as murder.
I am guilty of all the said crimes.
An imperfect human body is incapable of overcoming anything.
Everything vanishes, and only history remains behind.
There is nothing you can do.
I, Soichiroh Toribe, as a member of society...
have committed a number of crimes that should have never been committed.
I hereby confess all my crimes.
They betrayed you.
But you must not hold a grudge against them.
... and on top of that, together with co-conspirators...
Haven't you ever heard the story about the ogre saved by a fisherman?
The ogre was shut up in a jar, and it swore to itself...
"Whoever helps me out of this jar...
... I will make him enormously rich for the rest of his life."
Then, a hundred years passed, and the ogre thought...
"Whoever helps me out...
... I will grant him every single supernatural power there is."
However, after four hundred years, the ogre was still in the jar.
It started thinking that it will only grant three wishes to its rescuer.
But finally, a thousand years passed...
...and this is what the ogre thought...
"If anybody helps me, I will eat him alive!"
I am guilty of all the said crimes.
I am sincerely grateful for being arrested...
...before committing any more crimes.
Thank you.
Why?
Why do you bear such constant enmity against us?
Man is neither an angel nor a beast.
However, unfortunately, while he wishes to act like an angel...
...he actually behaves like a beast.
A condition to be a courageous soldier is not to be overly courageous...
...as someone once said.
You were overly diligent in carrying out your job.
A mistake must be corrected.
I will not be brainwashed.
Never.
You still don't get it?
Three years ago, you three pledged to meet again and then split up.
Because of that pledge for reunification...
...those two suffered and underwent a conversion.
There was no need for me to do anything.
That summer three years ago...
...when you three pledged to reunite and then separated...
...your defeat was already decided.
Stop it!
Oh, there's a UFO.
What?
Oops.
There is no master of failure.
Every man is an ordinary man in front of failure.
Pushkin, from The Captain's Daughter.
Give me one minute, please.
Kenji Suzuki, the Red and White Singing Contest!
I am disappointed in you.
Rather than a long, pointless life...
...an immediate death could be better in some cases.
Let me give you a little present.
Shoot, if you dare.
The barrel will explode and blast your arm away.
Koichi, run!
Ao.
We're still a team.
I'll handle this! Go!
You, don't move!
Go, now!
Go and finish the things I couldn't!
Go!
This time, it's loaded.
Midori.
You can find the exit, I know it.
I'll handle this. Run!
How many ages hence Shall this our lofty scene be acted over?
In states unborn and accents yet unknown!
William Shakespeare, from Julius Caesar,
Act Three, Scene One.
Mister, why don't you say something?
Is that a line spoken after Caesar was killed?
That's right.
My personal history happens to contain a lofty day that matches it.
What meant more than Caesar to Rome was lost on that day.
Oh?
I'd love to hear about that.
Driver.
Yes?
Time passes...don't you agree?
I guess.
Wrong!
Absolutely wrong.
Time simply stands still, and only we change.
Yes, it was...summer, 1995.
On melting asphalt roads, people walked...
...leaving impressions of their footsteps behind.
It was extremely hot...
What's so funny?
Well, but Mister...
...it was raining that day, wasn't it?
The organization, once known as the Watchdogs of Hell: Kerberos...
...feared by criminals.
The Anti Vicious Crime Heavily Armored Mobile Special Investigation Unit...
...carried out as originally scheduled on the central office ground.
However, there was one member who did not show up at the venue at all.
Against his fellow members' protest, he took a set of protect gear...
...and all alone, in rain, deserted and kept running.
Who are you?
The protect gear he took with him is still, to this day, missing.
Who are you?
"Red Devil," a.k.a. "Koichi the Last Blow."
That was his name, wasn't it?
The only one waiting was me.
Shoot!
And just like that.
As if he didn't even realize that he was shot.
That's how he died.
What was he thinking?
Probably having some egocentric dream or some such.
Bring him out.
Yes, sir.
Bend back and do some half-twists.
Little one.
And a big one.
OK.
And a big one.
Not again.
When is the real protect gear going to turn up?
This is unbearable.
Too true.
To the airport, right?
Summer, 1995.
On melting asphalt roads, people walked...
... leaving impressions of their footsteps behind.
It was extremely hot...
Summer, 1995.
"We are such stuff as dreams are made on. "
William Shakespeare, from The Tempest. Act Four, Scene One.
What kind of dream is the one you're going to meet, Miss?