There's no girl as wonderful as you in the whole wide world.
I'd never let you go, even if you killed me.
And you're the kind of girl who can't live without a man,
no matter how high-class you may wish you were.
You're my girl.
Don't forget that.
Are you Golgo 13?
Thanks for the ticket.
Thanks for coming.
Leave alone after the first act.
There's not much time.
I'm surprised you made it here before me.
So, how'd you get the key?
Do you think there's a bug hidden around here or something?
I just received an opera ticket all of a sudden.
I've got no guarantee you aren't an enemy.
Don't stand behind me.
Let's hear it.
Do you know Marty O'Brien?
He's the man behind all the gambling rings in this city.
To put it simply...
I want you to kill him!
Why?
It's simple.
I don't want to be with him anymore.
I didn't start being with him because I wanted to.
It was simple for him to deceive a poor country girl who'd just come to the city.
Before I knew it, I was the woman of a Mafia boss.
I tried to get away many times, but he wouldn't let me go.
I've got five or ten years of youth left.
It'll be too late once they're gone.
Once you've killed Marty, I'm going to Florida.
I've been stealing part of Marty's earnings for the past six years, so I've got plenty of money.
I'll start over again in Florida.
Please, save me from Marty!
You're the only one who can!
Ricky...
Hey.
What are you doing, you asshole?
I bet not a single man talked to you, Linda.
Marty's a jealous guy, after all.
If he knew a man was talking to you, they'd be dead.
Then you'll be dead soon.
I'm only hitting on you 'cause you're worth it, pretty woman.
I'm sick of Mafia men.
That's pretty funny,
since if Marty hadn't picked you up, you'd still be on Park Avenue looking for customers.
You're getting wet, aren't you?
Not in public. Stop it, Marty.
No matter how much of a high-society girl you pretend to be, your body can't fool me.
Oh, Billy?
Wait a second.
You hate him for this, don't you, Linda?
He's getting old. I could make you happy in a more direct way, not like this.
I'm not into you.
I've told you, I'm sick of Mafia men.
The Mafia runs all the prostitution in this city.
You girls can't live without us.
I'm sure of it, boss.
Linda rented a room under a fake name.
Was it Ricky after all, then?
I don't know.
There's no proof that anything happened here. It's strange.
I'll put some pressure on Ricky.
Excuse me.
His draw speed is on par with mine.
Marty's right hand man, Billy, is great with a gun.
Marty almost never leaves his penthouse for fear of his enemies.
The windows are made of special bulletproof glass,
and his limousine has been customized to be as strong as a tank.
He's no ordinary man.
You've gotta be kidding me! I never went to Central Hotel with Linda!
Well, Linda?
The imprint of the words "Central Hotel 1204" were found on the memo pad in your room.
This is your handwriting.
I-I'm sorry...
It was with Ricky, wasn't it?
I'm sure you wouldn't forgive me even if I begged...
What are you talking about?
Linda!
Don't beg for your life, it's pathetic.
S-Stop it!
Y-You've got it all wrong!
Hey, listen to me!
Linda!
You bitch!
He must've been blown off by the wind.
You'll deal with this one too, won't you, Detective Scott?
My wife's telling me she wants to go to Europe for her summer vacation.
How does Paris sound?
Thanks.
Understood.
Get out of the way!
Boss!
Damn! What's going on?
D-Damn!
I don't like this, Marty.
If your men are with me, I may as well hang a sign around my neck reading "Mafia Wife."
Wait, Linda.
Listen to me, Linda.
If somebody were to kidnap you and demand all my territory from me, I'd give it to them.
You understand, right?
If I'm that much of a burden, just get rid of me!
This is good too.
A bit more, and I'll live a life where these clothes are perfect for me.
He's going to take me away from this city.
Hey, would you pull down the zipper on my back?
Yes.
Thanks.
You can leave.
No, we were told to stay by you.
You know, I might decide to scream right now, and tell everyone how you were about to jump me.
We'll be right outside!
Please leave a message.
It's Linda.
Why don't you come to Florida with me?
If you want, I can put another villa up for you next to mine.
I'll be waiting for your call.
You're going to kill him?
It's about time Marty retired.
And so we'll take the cut of the gambling that he's getting?
Yeah, that was the Boss's dream.
We'll get revenge for him.
Just you wait, Marty.
We got the video from the security camera.
The footage isn't great, but take a look.
The second one on the right from the front is 1204.
I know that man...
He's the one...
You know him?
No.
All we can tell from this footage is that he's Asian, but...
You know who he is?
Do you know a man named Golgo 13?
The assassin.
We've received information that he's come to Manhattan.
For someone like him, every move he makes is useful information.
From the look of his face and his figure, I think it's pretty certain.
I'll pay you double the usual rate.
Find out where he lives.
This isn't a good idea this time, Billy.
It's dangerous to fuck with Golgo.
I'm told he never shows anyone his back.
I'll be the one to see it...
when it's covered in blood!
What?
Linda was sleeping with Golgo?
No, I don't think she was cheating on you.
Impossible. You're saying she hired him to kill me?
It's quite possible.
Damn!
I raise a prostitute from the country into a lady, and this is the thanks I get?
What will we do?
Don't say anything to Linda, please.
Why won't you pick up?
Who are you calling?
I was just getting the weather for tomorrow.
I was thinking of going shopping, and I don't want to get wet.
Get some clothes on, we're leaving.
Where?
I don't want to go.
Just get moving!
I-I understand.
Don't worry, Boss.
I can draw a handgun faster than Golgo.
Billy,
kill Golgo 13 in front of Linda, please.
You can count on me.
He's coming out.
It's Billy!
Get down!
It's safe, Boss!
Now!
Get back inside!
Boss, get to the car!
Boss?
Boss!
D-Damn...
It was Golgo 13, wasn't it?
Come on, Linda!
No!
Hurry it up!
The top floor of the hotel on 78th street,
the room on the right, correct?
Got it.
Detectives sure are handy.
I knew Marty would die because of you one day.
You were bad luck for him.
But thanks to that, you can take over all his territory.
Humans, you know,
have things they're good at, and things they aren't.
I'm not the type who could ever be a Boss,
just like you'll never be the young wife of a millionaire, no matter how much you wish you were.
Get out.
I knew it, you came for me!
I-If I hadn't been holding your arm,
I would've been able to draw faster than him.
He's as good as they say. He waited until I was at a disadvantage.
At last, I'm not the low-class girl of a Mafia Boss.
Now I can be a true pretty woman!
Where are you going?
You're going to Florida with me, right?
Wait a second!
Wait!
I said wait!
Damn it...
I said wait!
What don't you like about me?
Is it because I was a Mafia woman?
You're going to pay for that.
A mere assassin, refusing me?
I hate you... I hate you!
Get out of my body...
That filthy blood...
All of it, get out of my body...
Nikolavitch,
a former Olympic shooter who became an underworld assassin.
The threads of fate lead him and Golgo to a crossfire where they attempt to take out each other's clients.
Their sniper duel will now begin!
Next time on Golgo 13:
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