"Land Agent Butchered in Gang War"
That headline's so lurid.
Don't be blas�.
He was ours.
It's inconvenient.
Our trading firm needs such front men.
And we can't build...
without the land they clear.
I hear the drowned swell like balloons.
His eyes were gone, too.
Maybe crabs ate them.
He really liked crabs, didn't he?
So now we need another agent.
We've invested 10 billion yen.
The interest is huge.
Until we move, it's just charity to his bank.
And this is the only lot around here...
big enough for a skyscraper.
Now we have to use Senator Urushibara's clout.
I can't be connected with his eviction business.
But Saruwatari won't mind.
It's time you younger senators assumed more responsibility.
You know the right expediter?
Yes, the best.
We grew up together.
Never mind.
All your friends are rogues.
And expediters are expendable anyway.
A TAXING WOMAN'S RETURN
Wake up, Chief Elder.
Please wake up.
I slept badly.
Go back to sleep.
No. If I did, I'm afraid I wouldn't wake again.
While you tossed...
My heart was breaking.
It seems that "Heaven's Path" is a fool's highway.
The Holy Matriarch comes!
I am. But I am not I
I am earth, water, fire, wind and all colors.
I am the Holy Matriarch. Your Matriarch!
Hearken!
Her pure body sanctified this water.
It heals all and cures all.
How's your son's illness?
No man is an island.
It is holy to give unto others.
The Matriarch will help if you follow our rule.
Help me! I need the Chief Elder's wisdom.
Please!
Help me.
Help my family survive!
Help us, Chief Elder, Please!
Let him in.
Yes, brother.
We must help one another.
Sorry, sir.
Maruo the loan shark sent him.
What's he want?
Money for debts.
I need 5million yen today.
Or I'll kill myself.
I'll pay you back. I promise.
I'll do anything!
Shut up.
We can use him.
He runs the cloakroom at the station.
That could be handy.
Collateral?
Right here.
My daughter.
Nana.
All this is cleared.
That's public land.
But our senator will fix that.
Mr. Onizawa we want you...
to evict the 50 tenants left.
We've bought the land itself.
But a few greedy assholes are...
telling the rest to hold out.
There are three leaders.
Two of those pimps in the apartment are...
leading 20 squatters in these white squares.
Names are Yoneda and Kiyohara.
Who are they?
Yoneda's a professor.
Intellectuals are bad.
They live in ivory towers.
Kiyohara is worse.
He's a muckraking journalist.
The third makes noodles and runs a residents' group.
He's even tougher.
Listen to me! All of you.
In Minatomachi...
We need to evict 50 squatters.
We got the land.
But they're still holding out.
For each squatter you evict you get...
10 million yen.
This is your big chance. Evict ten...
You earn 100 million!
We'll incorporate.
Shorty Masa.
You handle the money.
Me? No shit?
You'll be president.
Doc, you help Shorty.
Yama Bank will loan you 20 billion yen.
Shit! 20 billion!
What's our name?
You choose.
Shorty & Friends.
Quit kidding.
Masa Inc?
Masa International!
Can he do it?
Sure. And, he's expendable, too.
Now, sir, will you speak to the boys?
Shut up and listen!
There are two secrets in the real estate business.
Do you know them?
They are love and fear.
You're professionals in the art of fear.
So let's turn to the other.
Which is love.
What is love?
Love is to understand and care. For example, if someone's son...
Fails his college exams.
Yeah.
Threaten his professor to make him pass him!
That's love.
Love and fear!
Use your hearts, hands and minds.
You can't earn ten million yen every day.
So grab this chance and show your mettle.
Where are you going?
We're in 401.
See you around.
But dogs aren't allowed...
What?
What? Asshole.
Nothing. Nothing at all.
My father and his father and I built this with...
blood, sweat and tears!
I won't leave!
Please reconsider.
Here's 800 million yen.
That's 600 for land, 150 for a building...
And 50 as a bonus.
It's my top offer.
But don't tell anybody. It's a deal for you only.
I'm begging you to help me close this deal.
Hold on.
Stop your begging.
Don't be absurd!
Get up!
Come on, you jerk! Stop pleading!
It's not the money.
Get out of here!
You get out, shithead!
You just lease this land.
You're lucky a commie law gives you squatting rights.
The owner only makes 200 million if he sells for 1billion.
But you'll get 800 million.
That's 333 years' rent for you.
And when you move...
the newspapers will say you've been victimized.
Victim my sweet ass!
You've raped this land for three generations.
Aren't you satisfied yet?
You're a disgrace.
Get out now before we fuck you!
Hey, relax.
Excuse my associate, ma'am.
Your daughter has a nice job.
At a good company.
But, it's deserted and dangerous there at night.
I hear a colleague had her pretty face slashed.
I hope that doesn't happen to her.
Shut up! You can't threaten us.
I'm not afraid of punks.
Get out of here!
Bastards!
I'll take care of this little noodle maker.
But what about this muckraking journalist?
Any weaknesses?
Wife and kids, I guess.
Okay. Start the phone calls and threats.
Phone 1,000 times day and night.
Hello, Mrs. Kiyohara.
I'm from Masa International.
Changed your mind yet about selling?
You should.
Why be so stubborn?
I hear your baby crying.
It's not good for kids there.
How's your daughter, by the way?
Yeah, Yuria.
Not back?
She's late.
I hope she's OK.
Yuria?
Is Yuria Kiyohara here?
Yuria!
Oops-a-daisy
No, no! Let me down!
What are you doing? Stop it.
You her mother?
Your family is very important to us.
We were just making sure nothing happens to her.
Excuse me.
Can I borrow some soy sauce?
Go buy your own!
Stop all this or I'll call the police!
I'm sorry someone troubled you, officer.
These yours?
The Dobermans you mean.
Aren't they cute?
I love them more than my wife.
So the caretaker bent the no-pet rules.
Please chain them up...
so they don't bother others.
I was just explaining that, fool.
I'm sorry, lady.
I did chain them.
But they broke the chain. I was surprised myself.
I must be more careful.
They're very dangerous.
Especially to kids.
Let's get out now.
It's terrible.
It's not the money, after all.
It's not the money.
My wife is sick. My daughter can't go to school.
It's your responsibility.
What can we do, Mr. Kiyohara?
We're just bank.
Don't fuck with the press.
I know you loaned billions to the hoods' dummy company.
Remember my business is scandal.
I'll expose your monkey business.
Your links with gangsters, to drive up land prices.
You're acting against...
public interest and violating your charter.
All right, sir. I understand you.
You'll get our official response soon. Good day.
Mr. Kiyohara.
You've outsmarted us.
Threatening an expose was a good ploy.
Not with us, that is, but the bank.
Very smart. I'm impressed.
Now that I know you're not a saint, I'll be frank.
If you expose us and the bank pulls out...
we'll be stymied.
But before you go ahead, listen to some professional advice.
I won't be able to protect you...
if you block this 50-billion-yen project.
Wasn't some land agent washed up in the bay last month?
Yes.
Of course I understand your position.
We are both in business.
You cover land speculation because it boosts circulation.
If I ask you to... STOP...
Stop your muckraking, I'd be hurting your business.
So, let me compensate you. That's only fair.
How much?
This much.
10, 20, 30, 40...
40 and a half?
Calm down!
Now, Mr. Kiyohara.
50 million and no receipt needed.
Is it a deal?
Please.
Okay. No grudges, then?
It's a deal.
Good night.
Wait a minute.
One more thing.
Mr. Kiyohara.
Sign this, please.
What?
A consent to vacate?
I never promised to sign.
I know that.
Nobody said you did.
But you are going to sign it.
We've recorded everything, you see.
It's not evidence. No court would accept it.
Mr. Kiyohara.
I'm not going to court.
I'm going to the public.
Japanese love scandals, don't they?
They're all Peeping Toms.
Revelers in bathos.
"Muckraker Bribed" makes a great headline.
Now you'll be the target of your own filthy ilk.
Wait.
Please.
I beg you!
I'll sign.
Let me sign, please.
Please!
Why?
Why with me?
Please don't.
What about her Holiness?
Chief Elder...
Why did you?
Be nice to me.
Please?
Oh poor Chief Elder...
You look so tired.
Ryoko.
Good morning.
Good news.
A new assistant.
Really?
That's great.
What's funny?
A Tokyo U. Grad. Someday he'll be our boss.
Hello.
Morning.
Look, sir.
Don't touch!
What are you up to?
I'm looking for Inspector Itakura.
I'm Itakura.
But you're woman!
Something wrong with women?
Not at all.
From my old school...
One's a judge, one's a vice- minister...
15 seconds!
Ma'am?
15 seconds to start bragging.
I wasn't.
Brag openly.
Saying "my old school" is being coy.
Yes, ma'am.
Name?
Mishima.
Follow me.
"It's been fourteen years since we graduated...
"We're still just humble inspectors...
"From the north to south...
"We've raided 50,000, yeah!"
This motel...
This club...
This massage parlor...
That pinball arcade.
Onizawa is the owner.
Who holds title?
A dummy firm.
It hides about 1/3 the revenue.
Where does it go?
To his religion.
Onizawa wants to clear this land for a new skyscraper.
Shrewd choice of site.
He didn't pick it. He's just a front man.
For who?
Murataroku Trading.
Murataroku?
Its chairman went to my old school.
I'm sorry.
Don't be sorry.
In the end we confront evaders man to man.
When you interrogate these sly old crooks.
They don't care a damn about your old school.
Watch out!
Stop it!
Yes!
Stop it now!
Yes, but...
No buts!
Use your old school education!
A stolen truck?
Maybe he parked on the hill and forgot the hand brake.
Luckily nobody was home.
Can I let them go?
It's OK now.
Ahhh...
Why, Madame, it looks even more beautiful on you. Right?
It's the best Russian sable...
and the price is just as beautiful.
How much?
How is this?
Fine.
Charge it to Onizawa, as usual.
Thank you, Madame.
Thank you.
Thanks for waiting.
Oh, no. Auditors!
What are you doing here?
You're investigating them?
Secretly.
Oh, of course.
I need your help.
Let me go in with you.
But, you can't!
Auditors shouldn't know about undercover work.
I trained them myself.
They won't leak.
But...
Religion is a Swiss bank for Onizawa.
Once money goes in, it disappears.
Someday we have to break that bank.
But the warrant...
It would alert them.
Coming?
Our religion raises income from selling talismans.
Conducting exorcisms.
Providing sutras for copying.
It's extremely pious to trace the characters.
Praying for the souls of aborted children.
And services for the adult dead in our cemetery.
We also receive gifts and offerings from our...
100,000 followers nationwide.
You keep records of all donations?
Yes, we do.
May we see them?
You may.
But why bother?
Religions are tax exempt. Come this way.
The Holy Matriarch.
Taxmen.
Good afternoon.
Beautiful coat. Is it Russian sable?
You taxmen know everything.
I'm envious.
I couldn't afford one in a million years.
But they're normal wear for you?
Yes. I even chained my tires in the snow wearing one.
Where did you buy this one?
Where?
They were gifts from believers.
You're a religion.
So offerings aren't taxable.
But if you use them personally, they're not offerings.
They become taxable income.
List up these coats.
Right away.
Excuse us.
Stop this illegal search now.
You've no legal warrant.
You're harassing the Holy Matriarch.
And debasing our democratic freedom of religion.
Go home, tax pigs!
Go home! Go home! Go home!
Why the hell did you break the rules?
And on whose authority?
Just my own discretion.
But Mishima said to stop.
I had to hurry.
No excuses!
Bureaucrats must follow rules.
And do what they're told!
The boss is furious.
He wants you off the case.
Personally I...
I started it, let me finish.
Or fire me.
You're off if I say! Pigheaded.
Ryoko, I can appreciate your enthusiasm.
But using false pretenses could bring...
a reprimand for both you and the chief.
Just keep a low profile for now.
Thank you for coming.
But I've decided to sell to Mr. Kamouchi.
Professor, you can't do that.
We already agreed on 9 million yen a square meter.
You can't back out.
But Mr. Kamouchi offered much more.
Shouldn't I sell to the highest bidder?
I had no idea you were interested.
Or I wouldn't have bid.
I'd have talked to you first.
I think I understand.
What do you want?
There are six families that refuse to sell.
But he can convince them to sell if he wants to.
I see.
Actually, it's wiser not to sell...
How much?
Those families have left it up to me.
So how much?
100 million per family.
Or 600 million.
You can't blackmail us!
Easy now.
All right, professor. I'll pay 600 million. It's a deal.
But, Mr. Onizawa...
It's OK.
Now, professor. Let's go somewhere and celebrate.
Want to change?
Get Shigeko to Club Christy.
Cheers!
What's the occasion?
Professor Yoneda is building a home to retire to.
How wonderful!
To retirement.
You make me sound old.
I'd like to call it my second prime.
Congratulations!
Take that old fart to a hotel.
To bed?
I don't want money.
I want you.
Who are you? What's happening?
The regents will...
see these pictures next week...
if those six families aren't out by then.
Understand?
Sorry to bother you.
The other day my man was rude. I've come to apologize.
He won't trouble you again.
I think I have already disciplined him sufficiently.
Here's the proof.
He's been warned and probably won't bother you again.
But his kind are simple sorts.
And they might cause more trouble.
After all, they say they'll die for me.
Am I right?
Yes sir..
What tree is that?
A plum.
Very convenient.
Isn't that a rope?
Next time that idiot might hang himself from it.
That would really be a terrible thing.
In case he does, here's some money for purification rites.
The hand really worked.
A friend of mine in horror films made it.
They look real these days.
You cut for the evictions.
50 families times 10 million yen.
This is my share, 1 billion.
I'll declare 100 million.
You declare the rest.
Write a receipt.
For how much?
900 million.
This 300 million is for the receipt.
This 300 million is for Senator Urushibara.
I want you to deliver it.
Yes, sir.
Here's the payoff list.
30 million for Saruwatari?
He helped a lot.
Narahara, Nemuro, Edomo...
The Kanie faction.
And Ofunado from the opposition party.
I have a big family to feed.
Are you afraid?
Sex shows all over your face. I've never seen anyone like you.
It's so obvious you've just had sex.
Have some coffee before you go.
Please, come sit here.
You sit there.
Come on, please.
How's the fish?
Very good.
It looks good, too, on this Imari plate.
It was only 5 million, so I bought it on the spot.
An impulse buy?
I'm a chronic shopper.
I buy things when he takes new lovers.
Like that coat?
Shit, they billed for 45 million yen for that one.
Sit there little lady.
It was my price for letting him bed the bitch.
Shut up.
But you are. Getting knocked up at 16.
You don't turn him on. You're just jealous.
Hey, calm down, you two.
He's lucky to be the center of all that attention.
May I shoot now?
Look at the camera. Say "cheese."
Help yourselves.
Get the sake in here.
You know the small plot I have in Shinjuku.
I think I'll sell it.
How much?
For 8 million per square meter.
It should be easy.
To sell, yes.
But, I don't want to pay tax.
I can help you.
To sell it tax free?
Right.
How?
Start a religion, like mine.
But that's later.
For now the best way is to have someone default on a loan.
Come here, Shorty.
Yes sir..
Borrow 1.8 billion.
Sure, but who from?
I will loan it to you.
On what security?
Use Mr. Urushibara's 1.8 billion yen worth of land.
He likes you, so he'll be your guarantor.
And that's my security.
Here. Take this 1.8 billion note.
But how do I repay?
You don't!
You borrow money on Mr. Urushibara's collateral.
But can't repay it.
The due date comes.
I press the guarantor.
But he finally defaults.
Then what, Mr. Urushibara.
I sign the land over to you?
Yes, that's it.
It takes some time, of course.
But you won't have sold the land.
You can't pay, so we foreclose.
In short, it is a huge writeoff.
Therefore, tax-free.
But the money?
You still don't understand.
The money I give Masa goes straight into your pocket.
Now I see.
I don't like spring.
Why not? It's such a nice season.
It's a cruel season.
Everything is full of vitality.
Except for me.
But you're still young.
Ha! I am?
Yes, you are.
I'm going to buy you your grave.
Whatever for?
It means I'll take care of you for life.
This will be your grave.
Where is yours?
Mine? I'll be in that one.
I thought I'd you here. You look so real.
You never quit.
Say, Ms. Itakura?
You think I ratted on you.
It doesn't matter.
But I'm on your side.
It's true.
We differ on what's strictly legal.
But I admire your enthusiasm.
I'm embarrassed to say it, but...
I admire you.
I'll help you any way I can.
I'll do anything.
Just tell me.
OK. Go in there then?
Huh?
The massage parlor.
Go in there.
Oh...
He has a secret office somewhere.
Go find out who takes the cash to where.
I'm no good with girls.
You can do it.
Flatter them like you flatter me.
Your job is hard.
How old are you, Moeyo? 20?
Let's see...
Oh, 23.
Exactly!
You're like sunshine, Moeyo.
Are you from Kyushu?
How can you tell?
The way you say "let's see."
I should stop that
Where in Kyushu?
Let's see...
You said it again.
Fukuoka. Ever heard of Airagi?
Yes, of course. North of Hakata.
There's a famous noodle shop there.
Fuku-chan's?
That's it.
You know Fuku-chan's?
Yes. I used to backpack a lot.
Do you live alone, Moeyo?
Yeah.
Any family?
My dad, he's farming back home.
I'll bet you send him money.
Very little, I'm afraid.
Be nicer to him.
I guess so.
Does your father drink?
It's his only hobby.
Wait a minute.
I have something.
What?
I shouldn't.
You earn much more than I do.
You'll just laugh at me.
What is it?
You won't laugh?
I promise.
Beer coupons.
For your dad.
My goodness! He'll be so happy.
It's something...
You're so sweet.
Bribed her with coupons?
That's not fair.
Only dirty old men do that.
But I also paid 50,000. I was desperate.
I should congratulate you.
Have some tea.
Thank you.
Well, who's taking the money out?
Mari. The manager's mistress.
She had the sweetest honeypot.
Look! There's Mari.
Now it gets tough.
Watch for the stripes.
That's not it.
Can't they buy different bags?
Look. That woman.
But where's the bag?
She's his maid.
Maybe in the suitcase.
So, that's their secret office.
Finally a breakthrough.
I'll bet they juggle the books there.
Now for a warrant.
Not yet. The chief will want more.
Here's their application.
But no financial reports.
Can you find them?
But they do file them?
No they don't.
No report of any kind? It's ridiculous.
Don't you check?
No, because it's impossible.
How many religions do you think there are?
180,000. More than barbers.
6,300 in our jurisdiction alone.
And you know how many of us there are?
How should I?
Four. Only four!
This the chief?
Seen him at the temple?
No, I haven't.
Sorry you've come all the way.
But I'm not a priest any more.
I retired long ago.
Now I'm just a pensioner.
My wife died last year.
She liked dogs.
Remember this photograph?
This was her dog.
You remember?
I wonder when this was?
It looks quite old.
That's you in the robe?
I remember now.
It was taken by someone a friend brought over.
I think he was called Onizawa.
He brought the robe and took a picture.
Oh yes, and he said he needed my seal, too.
And, finally he gave me 10,000 yen.
I'm from the tax office. I'm checking returns.
What do you do?
I'm a hostess, or bar girl you like.
At Three Castles, right?
If you know, why ask?
Before that, Club Lasserre and Club Black Cat.
Black Cat mostly.
Have any other jobs?
No, I'm a devoted pro.
So you have no other income.
Want a drink?
No, I'm on duty.
Sure.
Do you know Teppei Onizawa?
Teppei Onizawa? The name rings a bell.
He owns the Black Cat.
That Onizawa. He's a dirty old lecher.
As a director of his religion, have you received any income?
I never knew I was a director...
A long time ago, Onizawa got all us hostesses together.
And had us sign something. Was that it?
Oh, help! Help!
My husband beat me again.
He even threatened me with his sword.
Please let me in.
Just for one night. Please.
Poor thing. Come in.
Thank you. Thank you.
Relax your body, mind and soul.
Soon you'll start swaying, too.
Once the Holy Matriarch's power chases all the evil out.
How much should I donate?
As much as you wish.
Some give 1 million yen. Others only 2,000.
It's the thought, not the amount.
Do you know what that sacred icon is?
No.
A rare, natural gem.
Only three exist.
And whoever has all three will rule the world.
Where are the other two?
At the Rockefeller Foundation.
You're joking.
It's true.
They wanted to buy ours for 4.5 billion yen.
How did you get yours?
A miracle.
Due to the Holy Matriarch's powers we got it for only a billion yen.
All of it from donations.
Now, relax.
1 billion yen for this?
Hanamura confirmed it.
Onizawa uses his religion to hide his money.
We have our warrant.
We raid tomorrow morning.
But we must find clear proof.
If we raid and can't prosecute...
we'll be in a tight spot.
Besides Onizawa is close to some political bigshots.
But don't worry.
I'll take any heat.
Just do your best.
And find that evidence.
Good luck.
Inspection Bureau.
We have a warrant.
Wait!
Stop!
Go on. Keep driving.
You'll have to run over me.
Tax inspectors.
We're investigating corporate tax evasion.
What in god's name!
It's a desecration!
We are a religion. We are outside your power.
That's the point.
Your application was irregular.
You may not be what you claim.
If you want to go, go.
But we'll follow forever.
We're in trouble.
They got 900 million yen, but it disappeared.
What?
Explain clearly.
Nekota split 900 million among himself and eight of his men.
So tax them.
But, each gave 10 million each to ten of his men.
And they gave 1 million each to ten of theirs.
And those...
Call it geometrical retrogression.
What happened?
50,000 yen receipts.
10,000 of them.
Too many to check.
They're covered.
Inspection Bureau.
We have a search warrant.
Can you cut it?
It's too strong.
Open up, lady!
Open up!
Oh, shit! She's burning papers.
Stay here.
We're on a case. Can we go upstairs?
Sure.
She's breaking into a neighbor's.
I'll go to the roof.
Sure.
You have a hard job, don't you?
Here it is, sir.
You must not trespass!
God will punish you!
Watch out!
You'll be punished!
Stop! You must not trespass!
Are you hurt?
I've been punished.
My head's splitting.
Don't be silly.
My head!
I'm punished, too!
I'll go.
Say!
Yes sir.
We've reached the owner.
He's furious and he's on his way.
Hang in there.
Yes sir.
Thanks. I needed that!
Found anything yet?
No, just ordinary paperwork. Nothing suspicious.
That's bad. If we don't find something...
the chief could get sacked.
Where's your boss?
I'm Senator Urushibara.
Well, hello, sir.
The Director General is not in now. May I help you?
What are you?
A chief inspector.
Chief inspector? Good.
I hear you're investigating me.
What for?
You, sir?
You must have been misinformed.
Stop it.
I know you are.
I demand you stop.
What happens if you can't prosecute after all these raids.
I understand you.
So you'll stop?
Stop what, sir?
Investigating me and Onizawa.
Onizawa?
Which Mr. Onizawa?
I won't ask again, but don't complain if you're fired.
I'm Shorty Masa of Masa International.
Why don't you arrest me?
Are you all chickenshits?
So, you're Shorty Masa?
And not a chickenshit.
Last year, I received 300 million for Senator Urushibara...
But I spent it all.
What?
He never got the 300 million.
I spent every yen of it.
Who do you think you're fooling?
How could you spend it?
Stop telling tales!
I say I spent it!
On horse races, boat races, cards, broads. It's easy.
Come on, call the police.
Call them!
The Chief Elder knows nothing.
He knows nothing.
Let's see the bag.
What's that?
What's this?
Looks like hidden income.
The Chief Elder doesn't know.
I've been cheating him.
I know nothing.
It's my men's doing.
I'm a man of god.
I don't condone such things.
Shigeko said so, too.
She's a fine woman.
She's protecting you.
You should repay loyalty.
But she doesn't have to talk. We already know everything.
You can't escape.
Confess. You'll feel better.
You can't take it to the grave.
What's so funny?
You know nothing about money.
Money is a living thing. It grows with time.
Money is my child. My future. A future life.
When I'm one with money, I'm immortal.
I see.
Tell me then if money is so important.
You must handle it yourself?
Huh?
Shorty Masa defaulted on your 1.8 billion loan.
I'm ignorant of secular things.
It's a weakness of we men of god.
We simply leave things to others.
So you say.
But you loaned it yourself.
Because Urushibara forfeited the land to you!
I am sorry.
I'm suspected because I'm not fully virtuous.
Please tell me if I'm an fault. I'll accept any punishment.
Why did Urushibara guarantee Masa.
A senator guaranteeing a punk. Odd, isn't it?
How are they related?
Maybe blood...
What kind?
Not sure...
Where's he from?
Maybe Osaka, like Mr. Urushibara.
Maybe?
You don't know?
You make loans to strangers?
You wonder...
How much do we know?
You're worried, right?
May I have some water?
Quit stalling!
Our water costs taxpayers money.
There's none for cheats.
I am very sorry.
I'll pay what you ask.
Make me a bill and I'll pay it.
But, you must answer our...
Just make one up.
I'll pay anything.
We can't do that.
Now about this surety obligation?
Shut up, pigs!
I open land for Japan.
Tokyo must be an international center.
The world must come to us.
But there isn't enough office space.
We must build more buildings.
But where?
On what land?
Tell me, where?
You'll never use eminent domain.
That's why we must act.
Will the government and businesses involve themselves?
Never.
To revitalize Japan, somebody must do the dirty work.
Without us, Tokyo will be bypassed By Hong Kong and Seoul.
You want that?
You want Japan to become a second-rate power?
Call an ambulance! Help!
I'm being tortured!
You had your chance, now I'll do it my way!
How was it, sir?
Are you all right?
Yeah, I didn't say anything.
But, they know so much.
They're clever, too. They never show their cards.
Anyway, I'm glad we built that secret vault.
Or they might have caught us.
You mean you don't know?
They found it?
You idiot!
I'm sorry, sir.
You fool!
Where's the notebook?
Everything there was confiscated.
They took it?
Yes.
Get it back.
What are you waiting for, idiot?
We're from Heaven's Path.
We must check our books.
The ones you took from the upstairs vault.
One moment, please.
No, stay right there.
They want to check their books.
We have to.
Legally, we can't interfere with business.
It's downstairs?
In the strong room.
Loan them Room 5.
Yes sir.
85-60-85. Same figures as Ryoko's.
One moment.
Use this room.
Oh, holy shit!
Ryoko.
Good morning.
Morning.
The books they saw yesterday.
Let's review them.
Yes, sir.
Who's that?
What's that?
Anybody there?
Stop!
Give it to me.
Before it's too late.
Now it's 90 days for malicious trespass.
But it's five years for burglary.
And seven more years for assault if you touch me.
And life if you kill me.
Then if you behave yourself.
You might be paroled when you're 65.
If you don't mind that, go ahead.
What's in this notebook?
Odd. It's only random figures.
Are they codes or what?
Why aren't the figures aligned?
Maybe there's something in invisible ink in the blanks.
You amaze me. He's not Mata Hari.
Wait.
It's a replacement code.
Where's Onizawa's diary?
Here.
Thank you.
That must be it.
Match the figures with the entries.
Look, they match.
"Evictions"
"10 million times 50"
- "Onizawa" - "1 billion"
- "Nekota receipt" - "900 million"
- "Nekota" - "300 million"
- "Urushibara" - "300 million"
Got him! This details all his frauds.
How dare you interrogate me.
Not at all, sir.
To be truthful, we're investigating Teppei Onizawa.
And we'd like you to help.
Am I a material witness?
That's correct.
Sit down.
I'll be frank with you.
Totally frank.
Because you're a true statesman. Please understand.
Go ahead. What is it?
You received 30 million yen from Mr. Urushibara.
How dare you imply that.
Implying, no.
It's a fact.
This is between you and me.
Mr. Urushibara gave money to 30 people.
Don't make me go on.
Nonsense. I never got any money from him.
This is Onizawa's notebook.
Your name is here.
I know why you deny it.
But, this is Onizawa's secret notebook, and only he sees it.
I think what's written here is the absolute truth.
I sympathize with you politicians.
You must spend so much.
My father's only a farmer, but he was a local assemblyman.
So, I know constituents complain that you don't contribute enough...
for festivals, funerals and weddings.
They're always caging money from you.
The electorate should support you without expecting gifts.
After all, their destiny is in your hands, right?
I sympathize with you politicians.
You took the money from Mr. Urushibara, didn't you, sir?
I said no.
I did not!
So, you still insist. I'm sorry, but...
I didn't believe you.
Admit the obvious.
I'll tell you what.
I'll keep it absolutely confidential.
You may have to pay more tax.
But I'll keep this a secret of ours.
I sympathize with you.
Sometimes money isn't perfectly clean.
In my village, old men liked...
elections because they got free drinks.
Believe me, I sympathize with you.
I sympathize with you.
People leech off you.
Your ignorant constituents think you're rich...
from contributions. But I know it's not true.
I took the liberty of checking everything.
I know you well.
Your children, too.
Such wonderful children.
I must trust the father of children like them.
If you received 30 million from Onizawa, it wasn't for you.
I know that.
To meet others' expectations, you must be secure.
But security costs.
I wish statesmen like you...
could just concentrate on leading our nation.
Your sister's coffee shop near Ueno Station.
You used it as collateral.
You so understand. I'll tell you. Just between us...
You idiot!
What a total bumbling idiot!
I'm so sorry.
You blabbering imbecile!
You gave them all they need to get Shorty Masa.
Then my fictitious guarantee will come to light!
Right. Our path is paved.
Masa is our map.
And Onizawa our destination.
Sit where you like.
Maybe it's better near the door.
Shorty Masa is dead.
I pity all soldiers.
You had him killed?
No.
You might as well.
You cut him off when things got hot!
Easy.
Mr. Onizawa, let's be frank.
Admit you got 1 billion yen for securing land.
1 billion?
What do you mean?
I never made so much money.
It's ridiculous that you gave 900 to Nekota.
What do you mean?
Receipts prove that.
Are you so naive as to believe that receipts are everything?
I thought you were smarter.
I'll ask you once more.
Admit you evaded tax.
It's your last chance.
Confess and the judge will be lenient.
Mr. Onizawa. We looked at your holy image.
It cost 1 billion?
Right.
Right?
Just like that?
Be careful. We're recording this.
Let me ask you, again.
You say it cost 1 billion.
Paid for by followers' donations.
You're not going to say "right"?
You know Kato Arts in Kawasaki?
They're glass blowers.
What's your excuse?
We appraised it.
This is glass!
It's worthless!
I've no idea.
But you must.
They said you ordered it personally.
I didn't. I'm going.
Wait a minute.
Go away.
I'm a man of god!
I don't do such things.
I'm right to the nearest yen!
Get the police!
He's on the roof.
Someone decided you're to die, too.
You're expendable, too.
The baby arrives soon, doesn't it?
You don't want it orphaned.
Be born soon.
Come out and fight with me.
I'll never give up! Fools!
They can't tax graves!
Take if you can!
It didn't take long.
They hired good agents. Our bosses are shrewd.
I heard they cleared it for 27 billion.
And we sold it for 37 to an Insurance company.
That's what I heard, too.
There's the Minister.
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