We, the Special Senate Intelligence Committee,
have confirmed through our investigation
that an amount of lethal poison, enough to kill thousands has been secretly stockpiled by none other than the CIA.
This poison is made from the venom of a cobra, toxins found in certain types of shellfish,
and with an extremely small dose, it is capable of killing one person.
Furthermore, at this time, we have yet to find a method that can counteract the poison.
This unique poison is nothing less than a complete,
blatant violation against the Chemical Weapons Convention,
which regulates the development, production, storage, and the disposal of chemical weapons.
We intend to continue our investigation into this matter thoroughly.
It seems like there'll be an uproar shortly.
We'll have to take action before it spills onto us;
we need to eliminate all of it.
Not only do we have to dispose of the agent itself,
but we'll have to erase everything- from the poison production facility to the scientists working on the project.
We already have more than enough of the agent stored safely.
If they're dead,
neither the Senate, the Committee, nor the Department of Justice will be able to testify.
However, sir,
the syndicate has lost the information on the whereabouts of both the production facility, and the agent.
To go out of our way to find the facility will take a considerable amount of time...
Hire a pro, then; and a top-rate one at that.
Have him locate the whereabouts of the production facility and kill all those who are involved.
Do it as fast as possible!
Yes, sir.
Geez, I don't really feel like I still have it after that.
The guy I was with last night didn't go on top either.
To think you're the same as him...
No matter what I said to him, he didn't respond.
He was silent the whole time.
He wasn't Asian, but he had the same eyes as you.
Do you know a man named Manu?
Oh, you're a friend of the guy from last night?
He asked about Manu as well.
Manu's been pretty well off lately,
so he's been spending a lot of time with the women at a back-alley bar.
I broke it off with him a long time ago.
He's the worst kind of guy.
You shouldn't get too involved with him.
Are you by yourself tonight?
Yeah, I'm looking for a job.
Looking for a job?
You're a pretty strange person;
everybody's leaving the island to look for work.
I heard it's a different story if you're a chemist.
Oh, in that case, it's different.
They've been using this island to produce Papain from the Papayas, which is a uh...
protace or something...
A protease.
Yeah, that's it.
They set up a factory to produce that.
Supposedly, it's what gives beer its flavor.
On top of that, it has a lot of uses in beauty products,
so they've been hiring a lot of professionals in the field of medicine.
But, the manager of that factory's kind of odd; no one's actually seen him.
That's why no one knows what he looks like, not even his nationality.
I guess that means I won't really be getting anywhere without a letter of introduction.
Yeah, I guess that's how it seems.
Wait just a second.
Are you really a chemist?
What does that have to do with you?
You're looking for a job, right?
So you won't mind if I give you a hand.
The manager for the Papain plant is really an odd fellow,
but if you're introduced by a certain man, you'll be able to see him without a hitch.
It just so happens that I know the guy you're looking for.
I really appreciate that.
I'll have to ask you to help me out.
But, today must be the jackpot for chemists.
I already introduced someone earlier.
His name is Mersong.
His house is just straight down the path from here-
As you can see, I'm quite busy, so head that way by yourself.
Like, just tell him that you were sent by Manu.
This is a follow-up in regards to the recent allegations stating that the CIA has stockpiled weapons of mass destruction.
According to the announcement from the Special Senate Intelligence Committee,
this weapon is seen as a lethal poison used by animals in nature,
and if the news about the CIA is correct, it would prove to be a clear violation of the Chemical Weapons Convention.
I'm saved!
Damn it!
That bastard!
Tell the manager of the Papain plant what I'm about to tell you.
W-Who are you guys...?
Tell him one more chemist stopped by; his name is Duke Tougou, a Japanese-American from Hawaii.
Yes, hello?
This is Mersong. Actually...
I'm the manager of the plant here, Anton Lugas.
Duke Tougou.
That makes two of you tonight.
I was surprised to hear that two chemists inquired about positions here.
The Papain that we make here is some of the best quality,
and thanks to that, everything has been running smoothly.
Even so, we're rather short on chemists.
Tomorrow morning, I'll have you take a little test.
Stay here tonight.
I'll have someone show you around the boarding area later.
America is in an uproar;
it wouldn't be surprising even if some guy came out of the woodwork trying to expose the secret facility.
If you see anything that sticks out, inform me immediately.
Yes, sir. An American servant?
America isn't the only country where this is getting publicity.
Guys from the Middle East have bought some too.
How's the guy that came in before?
He's sleeping.
After drinking some whiskey that he brought himself.
He should be heading to sleep soon, as well.
I-I don't know!
I don't know anything about a secret facility!
I'm only going to ask you once more.
Where is the facility?
Next, it's going to be your right arm, and then your left.
I-I understand!
T-The facility's located in the cave on Raparo Island!
Hey!
What are you doing over there?!
Watch out!
He's got a gun!
Well coincidences really do happen.
There was another man, from that other place in Francisco,
who had also put down a large amount of cash to purchase a canoe, and sailed off into the sea.
When did this man leave?
Just a bit over an hour ago.
Do you know him?
Where's Raparo Island?
Raparo? That's the one place you don't want to go.
Due to the war, that island had a lot of casualties;
it's even called the Island of Ghosts.
I guess they were on guard.
They didn't even have time to call anyone.
He...
He was about to sound the emergency alarm.
I guess I should thank you.
It would've caused you trouble if he did, which is no different from me.
You're a pro after the same target, huh?
Even if our clients are different, our goals are the same.
On top of that, we're not targeting a specific individual;
we are to annihilate this facility and those involved, to eliminate all evidence.
In other words, there's no need for you to treat me as a hostile entity.
How about we get to business, without getting in each other's way?
Well, I guess we have to clean up the bodies below.
That takes care of that.
I guess it's ironic that two countries who hate each other end up working together.
Anyway, I guess it's time to head out.
Thanks to the explosions, there's a lot of grotesque poisonous snakes and spiders lingering around.
I don't feel like being a part of it.
Take a look at that.
I'm sure he was probably an officer.
What a way to die.
In our business, it may not be one of the best ways to go out,
but if I could, I'd like to die with honor like that.
I guess I'm wasting my time admiring it.
Without a doubt.
Whether it be the corpse of a snake, a dog, or a human, they're all the same.
That's not true.
In our business, only human corpses are worth money.
There have been cases where you can make money just by shooting off a woman's hairpin...
If you're a sniper, that is.
I have to report in, saying I've completed my objective.
This was in my contract, as well.
This is AX3, objective complete.
Roger that. Good job.
However, we've received some new information.
The Americans should have sent a pro, like you, out there as well.
We want you to eliminate him on sight.
You'll be given double your rate for this mission.
I wish for your success, AX3.
It seems like I've picked up some more troubling business.
I guess it's a tragic characteristic of a pro.
You and I should both have only a single bullet left in our rifles.
It seems like we'll have to finish this off in a showdown.
You probably think that you're at an advantage by bringing me outside,
but it looks like that was wishful thinking.
We're about even in terms of marksmanship.
Being a sniper, it's an iron law that the first one to move their gun is at a disadvantage.
It's a test to see who can wait the longest,
but who knows how long it'll be until those poisonous snakes and spiders come crawling out of the cave...
You have enemies both in front of you and behind you.
I see...
High tide, huh?
This way the bugs won't find their way out.
You've planned a way of defending yourself against the enemies to your rear.
The tide's receding.
So, it's finally time for the moment we've been waiting for.
I-I'm impressed.
So... that's what you were aiming for.
But... we were equal with our guns...
We were...
The woman assassin, Eva, made love with Golgo three and a half years ago.
Even now, Eva continues to think of Golgo, and in their destined meeting together,
there only remains a tragic fate prepared.
Next time on Golgo 13: Eva, heading towards the sea.
Don't stand behind him if you value your life.