Now, stop everything you're doing,
allow your heart to race,
and look at me.
To steal...
is not to take something away or break something.
It is a special case. An elegant vice.
It's an amalgam of secrets, felonies,
mischief, and terror.
Just like with Heathcliff in Wuthering Heights,
a life dedicated to stealing brings about the ultimate sensuality.
It's a prison of sexiness from which she cannot escape.
Its psychological foundation is...
unknown.
Who is the slave?
Who is the master?
Is God watching her?
Has God abandoned her?
The act of stealing lets her forget everything
and evokes faint memories.
Don't speak, run.
Don't run, but hide.
If you find me, punish me.
If you punish me, kill me.
Save me.
But you have nothing left for me to steal, silly boy.
You are completely empty, just like me.
So if you want to look at me,
then stop everything you're doing.
Stop everything but your beating heart and look at me.
A Woman named Mine Fujiko
Grave of
Ishikawa Goemon
Grave of
Ishikawa Goemon
Grave of
Ishikawa Goemon
Grave of
Ishikawa Goemon
A Lady and a Samurai
Tranc Georb.
King of Astria.
The fastest way to get your name out there.
A royal assassination, huh?
Don't worry.
It's a tiny nation that depends on its state-operated casinos.
Even though you're just a novice assassin,
it'll be more than enough to get your name out into the underground.
Is the client on your side?
Don't bother investigating.
At the very least, I can assure you it won't become an international incident,
Mr. Ishikawa.
Truly,
the greatest treasures in the world have been gathered here.
Ice-ice-ice cream! Yes, yes, yes!
Bull-bull-bulldog! Go, go, go, get!
Puddi-pudding parfait! Yeah, yeah, yeah!
Everyone get together! We have so many friends!
Yay, yay, yay, yay!
Oh, I found a samurai!
Marco!
How cool.
Papa likes this print.
Yeah, samurai!
Samu-samu-samu-samurai!
Samurai friend!
That's not the song Mama made up.
I made it up just now.
Samu-samu-samurai friend! Yeah, yeah, yeah, boom!
Teacher!
Now, now, children.
Don't get in the way of your grandfather's work.
Ms. Maria!
We're going home tomorrow.
Let's go back to the hotel and rest up.
Okay, Teacher!
All right, let's sing "Fri-fri-friend" all the way there!
Okay!
One, two.
Ha-ha-happy! Yes, yes, yes!
Ice-ice-ice cream! Yes, yes, yes!
Bull-bull-bulldog! Go, go, go, get!
Samu-samu-samurai friend! Yeah, yeah, yeah, boom!
Marco!
The train is departing!
You must be tired, Your Majesty.
Diplomacy is not an easy task.
But I'm glad to have spent the weekend with my grandchildren...
and that female tutor, too.
Maria?
She's just filling in until autumn,
but she's doing well.
Yes.
If my daughter had her resourcefulness...
Your Majesty, that matter is already...
She married into the Schmeit family.
It's impossible. My father won't listen.
The crown prince died in a car accident some time ago.
Yes.
Since then, all my father has done is mourn him.
You are the future princess.
And I will be...
No, that's incorrect.
The son my brother left behind, Marco, is the successor.
He's still just a child. He can't possibly govern this country.
This time, it will be our turn.
My father is the one who will decide that.
You said you didn't want to babysit those three.
Hey Grace, look at them!
They're pretty!
Prima donnas!
Just like Mama...
Grace!
Mama's not here anymore.
B-But Louise...
Come on.
You promised not to cry.
Ice-ice-ice cream! Yes, yes, yes!
Sis, I brought you some ice cream!
Marco, watch out!
Hey, what are you doing?
Sa-sa-samurai friend.
Sweet!
What's wrong, children?
That boy, Marco, really likes samurai.
He even liked the woodblock prints in the Louvre.
Sweet.
I'm sorry.
Let me ask you something.
Who is this "samurai friend" he sang of?
It's a song they like.
A "samurai friend" is...
a companion, you could say.
A "friend" is a companion?
So you must be their mother.
Oh, no. I'm just their tutor.
Their parents died three years ago in an accident.
I'm Maria. Nice to meet you.
What's your name?
My name is...
I brought you some tea, samurai friend!
Your name is Marco, right?
If you're a man, don't cry over something like ice cream.
Got it?
It's a man's promise.
Right. A man's promise!
Why didn't we realize...
...there was a samurai here all this time?
So who are you?
How cool!
It's a bunny!
It's the rabbit on the full moon.
A Japanese custom.
My name is Ishikawa Goemon.
I'm a traveling performer.
That's wonderful.
Mr. Ishikawa.
Hey, hey!
Marco!
What's that?
Family Succession Struggle Has Baron Schmeit been chosen?
Schmeit as the successor?
Family Succession Struggle Has Baron Schmeit been chosen?
Marco is the successor.
Your Majesty, you mustn't look at that.
I will protect the country until Marco comes of age.
He mustn't look at it?
I certainly cut something worthless.
I was captured by a woman's charm.
I will now cut you down.
Grandpa!
What is it?
Are you done looking around?
I will at least show him the courtesy of waiting until he is alone.
That won't stop me!
What was that?
Oh, Mr. Samurai?
Hey...
In Japan, are there still samurai like you—
Nay.
Samurai no longer have any place in Japan.
Is that why you're traveling?
Perhaps.
But I...
Everyone's the same.
No one has a place in this world.
Me neither.
But you have those children.
You have friends.
Right, a "friend".
But I'm just a simple substitute tutor.
Well, good night.
Mr. Samurai Friend.
She's lovely.
He's not just a street performer.
Train departing!
Goodbye, King Tranc...
and Mr. Ishikawa.
A Woman named Mine Fujiko
What the...?
St-Stop!
E-Emergency message!
The train is out of control!
It's not working. We can't get through.
Your Majesty.
The train's going to derail if nothing is done.
Grandpa!
What's happening?
I'm sorry, children.
It's sabotage.
Someone attacked the driver.
You should already know who it is.
Mr. Samurai!
What do you mean?
What would a performer like you know?
Return to your seat!
He's good!
Drop your sword.
I don't care. Shoot!
Stop it!
Samurai friend!
There is nothing that my sword Zantetsuken cannot cut.
C-Cool...
Who are you?
My name is Ishikawa Goemon.
I came to take your life.
So you pretended to be a street performer?
Are you the saboteur?
Nay.
I did not desire this state of affairs.
I will listen to what you have to say.
Your Majesty!
Ms. Maria, evacuate with the children and passengers.
Go to the last compartment.
Yes, sir.
Come, let's go.
This is all due to my lack of skill.
Ishikawa—
I'm sorry.
Are you all right?
Teacher, Marco said he's going to save Papa's art!
Okay. You two go ahead!
So it's an assassination after all.
It's because they did not trust my abilities.
No, it must have been a part of his plan from the start.
That's the kind of man he is.
Since they were after my life as well,
I am under no obligation to kill you.
Let me take responsibility for this situation.
Ms. Maria.
What's the matter?
Marco's in the freight car!
Papa's samurai...
Marco!
Ms. Maria!
We only have one chance.
In order for us to slow our acceleration, we must discard the freight train. It's too heavy.
But the national treasures are in that car!
What's more important, them or the children's lives?
It doesn't matter anymore.
Let's go, Marco.
Teacher, you're so cool.
Grandpa!
Marco!
Come on. Let's hurry!
Ms. Maria!
Don't worry.
Our samurai friend will save us.
I won't cry! I promised!
Well said, Marco.
Ms. Maria, hurry!
Right.
I'll strap in the children.
Give me your belts.
It won't reach!
Ms. Maria.
Use my belt.
Now, the brakes!
I cut something worthless again.
Oh, jeez. There goes all the world's treasures.
Ice-ice-ice cream! Yes, yes, yes!
Bull-bull-bulldog! Go, go, go, get!
Samu-samu-samu-samurai friend!
Everyone come together!
We have so many friends!
Fri-fri-friend!
You saved us.
I thank you.
No need for thanks.
I live in the shadow of solitude. Farewell.
Wait.
Say a few words to Marco and the others.
Some day, we shall be friends.
I'm sorry.
Grace, Louise, Marco!
Grandpa!
Come on, let's go back to the palace!
Father! I'm glad everyone is okay.
Hm? What's that?
Mr. Ishikawa.
What's the meaning of this?
The Baron knows.
I'm sorry. I failed.
I ask that you accompany me, Baron Schmeit.
Good night, children.
Samurai friend.
Marco, become a great king.
How long have you been there?
Are you the same as me?
I suppose so, Mr. Samurai Friend.
So you're an assassin, after all.
Or a thief.
The treasures were all destroyed in the fire.
It feels like this was a waste of time.
But the children were saved,
thanks to you.
You give me too much credit.
It's not in my character.
What are you?
Give me your name.
What am I? Just a woman.
Beautiful...
Right?
This belt has been passed down in the royal family for generations.
It's the "The King's Prayer", said to have been secretly sent by Auguste Rodin to his lover, Camille Claudel.
So that's what you were after from the start?
Yes.
It was all an act.
Well? Are you shocked?
But that goes for the both of us.
This is part of the job.
Nay, rather, I understand now.
Well, you said that you don't have a place either.
What's more, you don't have any real "friends."
But I could be a real...
"But I could be a real" what?
Mine Fujiko.
Let's meet again.
Mr. Wonderful Samurai Friend.
Did I just get a real girlfriend?
Bye bye, Goemon!
Mine Fujiko.
Who's there?!
Shoot him!
Once more, I cut something worthless.
atashi ga tomedo doko demo ni oshiteta ka nante
After I taught you the hard way that you could find no peace anywhere
shiraseta tokoro de kimi no kimochi sukuenai desho
all your feelings belonged to me
motto jiyuu ni naru hazu datta kimi ga
You were supposed to live more independently than that
atashi no shinja ni ugokitorenai nara
but no more than an abject cultist of mine
suki da iya da iwareru hodo tsukihanaseta
and so I brushed away whatever you had to say
suki da iya da iwareru hodo tsukihanaseta
and so I brushed away whatever you had to say
tsukihanasete shimaeru hodo kirei demo nai
It wasn't my beauty that let me do it
tsukihanasete shimaeru hodo kirei demo nai
It wasn't my beauty that let me do it