Yes?
Ah! I've been expecting you.
You're interested in this old mansion, yes?
My apologies for the sudden request.
No, not at all.
Please, feel free to look around.
What do you think? It's built quite well, isn't it?
It was originally a mansion for the nobility, built in the latter half of the 16th century.
To tell the truth, I've only just bought it myself.
I cared for it the moment I first saw it.
This is the main hall. I'm sure that long ago they held dance parties here.
This is quite a view.
Isn't it?
Ah! That's right.
Would you care for some wine? We should make a toast, to chance encounters and so forth.
I'm actually quite fond of wine, and have a varied collection.
I have a vintage bottle, something very good.
Please give me a moment.
I'm very sorry for the wait.
Huh? Sir?
I was walking aimlessly down nothing but random streets
And I came to, wondered "Where am I?" and "What should I do now?"
There's that song you like, so I cranked the car stereo's volume
As far as it will go, capturing the feeling
On this one-way street with no intersections or stoplights
I'm racing at speeds fast enough to catch up to you
So far away, let's take off!
At full speed, without stepping on that brake
Oh someday, yes someday
We'll be in a place of my own, where no one will find us
And when something that can't be seen is broken
How to fix it will be up to me
So far away, let's take off!
Let's restart it all, even our limits, and start together
Oh someday, yes someday
We can find it if I'm with you: our dream
Wine of Renown
That bastard who buys everything is here again.
Hmph! He doesn't know a thing about the taste of wine.
There's no way I'm letting him get the top bid!
First, a red of the highest quality even among the wines of Côte d'Or:
Romanée-Monts Luisants, one bottle from 1800 and nine bottles from 1900. Ten bottles in all.
We'll start the bidding at 100,000 euros.
150,000.
200,000.
250,000!
280,000!
Are there any other bids?
350,000!
We have 350,000 euros. Are there any other bids?
Any other bids?
450,000.
We have 450,000.
500,000!
600,000.
Six... 630,000!
700,000.
700,000 euros. 700,000 euros.
Are there any other bids?
Very well, sold for 700,000 euros.
How'd things turn out?
Sure enough, Yanagida got the winning bid.
I see.
That man knows nothing of the taste of wine! He just wants to show that he has money!
For him to drink one of our Romanée-Monts Luisants, -
let alone one of the 1800s, is a disgrace to all wine!
As a Frenchman, I am bitterly disappointed!
It's nothing to be disappointed about, Jacques. This time, victory belongs to US, the French.
Huh?
Yanagida being who he is, I was certain that he would bid in today's auction.
If you knew that, it would have been better to keep the 1800 out of the auction!
That way, Yanagida never would have gotten his hands on it!
No. That's not it.
On the contrary, I WANTED Yanagida to win the Romanée-Monts Luisants 1800.
Wh-what are you saying, sir?
Inside that 1800 bottle is a wine from 1905.
Though I doubt he is qualified to taste even the 1905 variety.
Did you know, Jacques?
In Germany, violation of the wine laws is a crime of the nobility.
Put simply, as with a duel, it is not an act of dishonor.
This is a duel, one with Yanagida. And we are the winners.
But something like this... is it all right?
Not to worry.
His unrefined tongue couldn't possibly distinguish between an 1800 and the 1905.
How is it, sir?
Yes. It's fine.
To be honest, I'm no good with subtle differences between wines. At all.
I'm the same way. I'm just a merchant, so when we purchase them in barrels from the vineyard, -
I try samples and take notes while I make a knowing face.
But the truth is, I don't understand wine tastes either.
Is that so?
However, if a vineyard sells us bad wine just once, -
I make them understand that I'll never do business with them again.
Wine transactions are built on trust. But there are many people who would betray that trust.
For us Japanese, creating that system of trust here in France is extremely difficult.
It's the same for us Germans as well.
It's because some of the French people are far too proud.
Albert is a prime example of this.
You mean, the owner of Romanée-Monts Luisants, Jean-Charles Albert?
Yes. Romanée-Monts Luisants is a splendid red, renowned throughout the world...
But Albert is far too proud of that renown.
Have you heard?
What's that?
What happened five years ago.
An Arabian noble bought a bottle of 1800 Romanée-Monts Luisants from Albert.
It turns out...
What was inside the bottle was NOT the 1800.
When he realized this, the Arabian noble lodged a violent protest with Albert's company.
That is a baseless accusation.
Still, it understandable. For the people of Arabia, France's...
That is, OUR Romanée-Monts Luisants
has an aromatic flavor that is quite difficult to discern indeed.
If I may, for us French, wine is not simply alcohol:
It is a symbol of France's pride and culture.
And now your meager palate has made a foolish mistake, -
one that is nothing less than an affront to France herself!
Hang your head in shame!
Having said that...
He apparently showed them the door.
Is it true? That story?
That's why, Mr. Yanagida...
You're wondering if the 1800 I bid on is genuine?
Yes, exactly. I'm somewhat apprehensive.
I... I believe it's the real thing.
If it IS a fake, Albert is the one who should be worried.
Huh?
This is... unthinkable!
Yes, that's right. Read the paper!
Yanagida is holding a housewarming party.
What's more, it looks like of all things, he's serving the ten bottles he bought yesterday.
On top of that, five sommeliers have been invited to the party to represent France.
This is the list of sommeliers being invited.
So, Louis Bouvet was invited as well, eh?
He is France's number one sommelier.
The other sommeliers probably couldn't taste that Yanagida's bottle is a fake.
But Louis could. He's been given a taste of the true 1800 before.
That man can sample a wine once and never forget the taste of it.
Then, at Yanagida's party, he'll know that the 1800 is a fake!
If that happens, the proud name of France's top wine, the Romanée-Monts Luisants, will...!
It will become nothing.
Louis!
Hello there. My apologies for calling during this busy time.
To get right to it, what is it you need?
You were invited to Yanagida's party, weren't you?
Are you attending?
I'd planned to.
Well...
I think someone of your stature would do better to refuse, don't you?
Huh?
That man has no sense of taste; he simply relies on money to hoard his wine collection.
There is no honor in attending the party of a man like that.
It would only damage your outstanding reputation as a sommelier.
I see. That's one way to look at it, isn't it?
Yes, indeed.
However...
I don't consider it Yanagida that I received the invitation from.
What do you mean by that?
I think of it as having been invited by the 1800 and 1905 Romanée-Monts Luisants.
For a sommelier, there could be no greater invitation!
Refusing this invitation would be an insult to wine itself.
Anyone who did so would be unfit to bear the title of "sommelier".
I'm grateful for your warning, but I have every intention of attending.
Pardon me, sir.
Your mail.
Ah, thank you. Your mail.
Ah, thank you.
"That we may establish better ties of trust"
It's just splendid.
Now then, if the sommeliers would please join me.
To uncork the bottle of 1800...
Mr. Albert!
Would you do the honors?
No, no! I...
As maker of the greatest red wine in France, Romanée-Monts Luisants, -
I can think of no one more fitting.
Don't you all agree?
That's exactly right.
It's just splendid.
Here, Mr. Albert. If you would.
The wine?
Yes. A bottle of 1800 Romanée-Monts Luisants. That is your target.
I want you to hit that wine bottle and nothing else.
For such a task, you are the only one I could turn to.
Looking forward to it, eh?
Wh-what was that?
What a waste!
What happened here, Mr. Albert?
Tomorrow night...
A party will be held at a mansion in Fontainebleau.
I will also be attending. And the bottle of 1800 wine being presented will be a fake.
I want to stop that fact from becoming known.
If the truth came out, the honor of the Albert name, -
the tradition of Romanée-Monts Luisants...
The PRIDE of it would be lost in a second!
And who made that fake wine?
Well, it...
It was me.
You made that fake wine yourself, but speak of honor and tradition and pride?
S-so, what do you think? Of my request.
I'll do it.
Oh! So you will do it? If you hadn't agreed, I don't know what I would've done.
At that party, the bottle of fake 1800 will be uncorked.
I want you to make that your target.
Whoever opens it, not knowing that it is a fake, will no doubt swoon at the honor of it.
Also, if they knew the bottle were to be shot, I'm sure their hands would shake.
I-I mean, if they were to know of your skill, that would be a different matter, of course.
This is the genuine 1800 Romanée-Monts Luisants.
Please.
Well? How does it taste?
It's bitter.
Pride is admirable, but if taken too far, it becomes arrogance.
And that's nothing but bitter.
Are you all right, Mr. Albert?
H-how could an ASIAN understand the true flavor of wine?!
Pride is admirable, but if taken too far, it becomes arrogance.
And that's nothing but bitter.
It was fun when there was nothing to it at all
Instead of getting a big bouquet of flowers just once
I'd rather get a single flower every day
I loved you
Like a romance novel
But one day for sure... Why?
I had a dream
Oh, that smiling face, let it shine for eternity
Because I'm always, always thinking of you
I'm sorry, but on a night like this when I'm all alone
I think of you again
But I don't cry like I did on that day
I don't
The hit will take place at the theater.
To assassinate a realtor who is in attendance, Golgo has put together a shocking plan.
A perfect alibi and a disappearing weapon...
And now, the curtain will rise on murder!
Next time on Golgo 13, "Night of the Murder"
Night of the Murder Next time on Golgo 13, "Night of the Murder"
Night of the Murder
Do not stand behind him, if you value your life!