As two brothers briefly reunite,
a daughter begins a new journey.
A boy tries to make sense of a young life lost
and the part he had to play in it.
Threats from the past rear their heads,
and old scores need to be settled.
In a night where drinks are raised to lost loves...
and forgiveness and vengeance are sought in equal measure,
chaos comes knocking on the door,
and the promise of violence hangs heavy in the air.
They're coming in round the back.
We got 'em out front as well.
Stall 'em here, Tyler, but don't get yourself shot.
This ain't the Alamo. I wanna be raising a glass with you later.
Fuck that!
Fuck that! Right, right!
Tyler, come on!
Come on, move!
Get him, Mark!
Freeze!
They're not freezing! They're not freezing!
Come on. This way!
Get back!
Right, back it up, Tyler!
Get out! Come on.
Come on, let's go!
Let's get the fuck out of here!
- I look like an idiot. - You look respectable.
Suppose you want a "thank you."
I don't expect one.
Yes, you do.
When do I start?
Tomorrow. 5:00 a.m.
5:00 a.m.?
You're welcome.
Fuck you.
What? You think you're better than this?
A little bit.
Sora's funeral is on Saturday.
It'll look odd if you don't go.
His mum suspects something.
You were with me all evening.
As long as you keep your mouth shut, you'll be fine.
NO PARKING
I'm home.
How was your day?
Good.
You look so smart. Doesn't he, Hotaka?
Very smart.
Mm.
Well, well, well.
Have you got money on this, Dad?
Oh! Should I?
How's my favorite niece?
What did you do today?
Went to the arcade.
You win anything?
Got a high score on Dance Evo.
Ooh! Come and show me.
It doesn't work without the game.
Nonsense. Show us your moves.
If you insist.
Okay, it was like this. Pay attention.
Okay.
Like this.
Right! Left! Upper left! Lower right!
No, not up!
There's no up.
Up! Up! Up! Up!
Both of you, cut it out.
The neighbors will think it's an earthquake.
High score!
Nice outfit.
Came with the bike.
Cute.
Do you know who I am?
Some asshole?
This is who I work for.
The boss wants to speak to you.
What about?
FUKUHARA ENTERPRISES
You were involved in the robbery of a bookmakers in Edogawa.
A man was shot and killed.
He worked for a rival of mine named Shin Endo.
He will not forget it.
Your friend Sora had a big mouth.
What made you decide to target the bookmakers that day?
There was a race that weekend.
All the talk was about Black Marble at 40/1.
The horse must have been doped,
because every crook I knew was betting on him.
And at those odds...
But it fell at the second hurdle,
and the bookies' favorite won.
Small odds, 3/1.
People had backed the wrong horse.
That's smart.
After that,
it was just about choosing the right place to hit.
Except you chose wrong.
If you come and work for me,
you will have to atone to Endo.
Otherwise, it will seem like a provocation.
You want me to join your family?
Yes.
Why?
Because I back winners.
You're too late for dinner.
Where is everyone?
Taki had a violin recital.
Rei took her and Mum and Dad out for ice cream.
You didn't want to go?
Not in the mood.
I can still see his face.
You were born in Tokyo?
Yes.
Are you educated?
I took night classes for a while.
In business management.
Mm. Good.
I dropped out, though.
My brother didn't speak to me for a month.
But you wanted to better yourself.
Pick up Eiko from work later.
Yes, boss.
I have a date tonight.
You can pick Eiko up.
Who's Eiko?
Are you going to drive?
Can you try and get home without killing us both?
Sorry.
I haven't seen you before.
I'm new.
I see.
Why do you work?
Excuse me?
You're a Yakuza boss's daughter, and you work in a shoe shop.
You're not supposed to ask me questions like that.
Why?
Because I'm a Yakuza boss's daughter.
I'm joking.
Anyway, I like working for a living.
Why shouldn't I?
But a shoe shop?
I like shoes.
You have to touch people's feet all day.
You don't have to touch people's feet all day.
What shoe shops are you going in?
So...
What's your favorite kind of shoe?
What's my favorite kind of shoe?
Yeah.
Right ones.
My grandfather only had a right foot.
He lost the other one in the war.
When I was a little boy, I used to ask him where his other leg was,
and he'd tell me the Americans had it.
I used to imagine it was in a display case somewhere in the White House.
These are my favorite shoes.
So, what's your name?
Oh, Yuto!
Yuto...
What's it like being so beautiful?
Shut up.
It's okay. Can't complain.
You get used to it.
Shit. I have to go.
Will I see you next week?
I don't know.
I'm very busy.
And I might have gone off you by then.
Why do you work for my father?
He's a good boss.
He's a crook.
Maybe I'm a crook.
No. You're good.
You're not like the others.
You don't know that.
I'd like to kiss you goodbye.
That's a nice thing, isn't it? Wanting to kiss someone goodbye.
You can't kiss me. Someone might see.
I know, dummy.
I'm just saying I want to.
Oh, and I still don't care what you say.
You're not like the others.
Stupid boy.
- I'm sorry. - Where is it? Where?
Damn, I think I broke a finger.
Hit him, will you?
Take your jacket off.
You'll rip the seams.
I had a job recently.
This guy wanted some dirt on his ex-wife's lawyer,
Hisa Hayashi.
I was just supposed to follow her and take some photos.
Find out what I could.
So?
Fukuhara and the police chief's wife.
I could get killed just for having these.
Have you shown them to anyone else?
No.
How come you came to me with this?
We go way back.
Plus, you're connected now.
I want you to know there'll be no trouble from me.
You let your boss know that, too, okay?
Thank you.
The boss wants to talk to you.
Do you remember that I said you would have to atone...
for your part in the killing of my rival's family member?
That time has come.
I am deeply sorry,
sir.
Normally, I would have you killed.
Like a dog.
But Fukuhara has seen fit to take you under his wing...
and I bow to his position...
and his wisdom.
This is my family's sword.
Traced back through the generations to our clan.
It is sharp enough to cut through metal.
Whenever I need to remove someone, it's this sword that is used.
It's left in the body...
and the victim's family is entrusted to return it to me.
A sign of their respect.
I am an honorable man, Endo.
I promise you, on my family's name,
that no more of your clan's blood will be spilled by mine.
A promise that I will hold you to, Fukuhara.
The matter is closed.
♪ Take my mind ♪
♪ And take my pain ♪
♪ Like and empty bottle Takes the rain... ♪
I'm sorry.
It's fine.
It was atonement.
Besides...
I have nine more.
♪ And take my past ♪
♪ And take my sins ♪
♪ Like an empty sail takes the wind ♪
♪ Heal, heal... ♪
I wanted to come round and see if you...
You begged me to help. I cleaned up your mess!
What for?
So you could become a Yakuza?
Who are you working for?
Fukuhara.
He sees something in me.
He sees that you have a brother who's a detective.
I'm more than that.
Everything Fukuhara does is calculated.
He's using you so he can get more leverage with the police.
Or perhaps he thinks I'm worth something.
Just because you don't,
doesn't mean other people can't.
Why would they?
You're a mess.
You're a stupid little boy who can't think for himself.
Fuck you!
What happened to, "I can still see his face"?
I got over it.
The second time is easier.
Leave the sword when you're done.
His people will know what to do.
Inside.
♪ Take my past ♪
♪ And take my sins ♪
♪ Like an empty sail takes the wind ♪
♪ And heal... ♪
It is always returned.
When I...
killed Shin Endo's man at the bookmakers...
I didn't have time to think about it.
No.
It was instinct.
This is a warrior's weapon.
A man will face many battles in his life,
Yuto.
But...
...fighting against his true nature...
...is a battle he will surely lose.
What are you doing?
Mum and Dad are arguing.
What about?
Does it matter?
What are you doing here?
I came to talk to your dad.
What about?
Does it matter?
We're angry with each other.
Everyone's angry with everyone else at the moment.
Want me to tell him you came round?
No.
No need to worry him.
He'll worry anyway.
Yeah.
They're moving kilos and kilos of coke, heroin, MDMA...
probably guns, as well.
Except you can't prove it yet.
I don't need to prove it.
I know it's true.
Always a reassuring thing to hear from a policeman.
- Would a pain au chocolat cheer you up? - No.
Maybe.
Last night, a lorry broke down in Slough.
Nothing particularly remarkable about that,
except for when a couple of uniforms turned up to help out,
the driver pulled out a gun.
Started shooting at them, silly prick.
Turned out he had about 50 kilos of heroin in the back.
We thinking it's linked to my gang?
It could be connected to the Lenjani family.
Speak to Joyce.
See if you can get some time with the driver.
Which one's Joyce?
She's come over from CSE. She's new.
Got it.
Psst.
Chinese tonight?
What you doing, fam?
What's tricks?
Wagwan, piff ting?
- What's going on? - Stop it!
Bruv.
I'm going through witness statements.
Can I have my prawn crackers, please?
Do you know how they make those?
They mash the prawns up into a disgusting paste,
and then they deep-fry them.
Uh-huh.
It's gross.
Mmm.
Why don't you stop for the night?
Crime doesn't sleep.
And neither do I.
- That had better have been a joke. - It was.
It was.
Every time I go in there, it's like a bloody sauna.
And Dad can't stand the heat...
Surprise!
Happy birthday!
Jesus Christ.
I almost maced you, you twats.
- They've started to get the shots in... - I'm gonna...
I'm behaving myself.
Before you know it...
So...
how old are you, then?
Oh, fuck off.
He suggested this place.
We went on a date here a couple of years ago.
Yeah. He's a good lad.
He is a good lad.
Straightforward.
You know what you're getting.
Another one of these, please.
- What? - Nothing.
I just know you.
Well, what does that mean?
Look around.
Your friends, your team. Good food, good wine, good laughs.
- Good God, get to the point. - Just saying. This is it.
This is what it's all about.
It's a very nice party, Steve.
Happy birthday.
What were you and Angling talking about all night?
Nothing.
Is it serious?
I'm a serious man.
Seriously...
stupid.
I see you've honed your razor sharp wit to a devastating point.
Wine,
good wine,
good wine, good food, good laughs...
What?
- Nothing. - Okay.
Happy birthday.
Thank you.
Oh? Where are you going?
Bedroom.
No.
Here.
What's wrong with the bedroom?
Boring.
Well, thanks very much.
Oh, no, I didn't mean...
What?
- What's the matter? - What's the matter with you?
Nothing!
I'd like my boyfriend to fuck me over the kitchen counter once in a while.
I'm not asking for the moon on a stick, Ian.
Where are you going?
I'm tired.
Oh, fuck's sake.
Good weekend, Roy?
Not really.
We found out the dog's got diabetes.
Bloody loved that dog.
What do you think of Joyce?
Seems alright.
She's from Brighton.
So?
Nothing.
Just never really met anyone from Brighton
that wasn't secretly a bit of a twat, is all.
Oh, right, yeah.
Maybe. I don't really know.
Who's "A"?
Just an informant.
You shouldn't give them your personal number.
This guy's harmless.
Don't worry.
Where were you?
Drinks with Steve.
I should've called. I'm sorry.
It's this fucking case.
You started smoking again?
Just the odd one.
It's bad for you.
If it was really bad, they'd put a big warning on the pack.
How's the case?
Going nowhere.
Do you ever think about how everything we do
is an echo of something?
Like how everything we've done...
is going to happen again, and...
everything we're going to do has already happened somewhere else.
And we're all just...
dancing around each other like atoms,
and we can't even stroke a hair from our face
without it affecting the lives of a billion people.
Like how...
every tiny, split-second decision we make
can potentially have a vast, profound effect
on everyone around us.
Or maybe it's all planned.
Everything that's going to happen was always going to happen,
as if we're all being moved by this mad conductor.
We've all been here before,
just one endless round and round.
It's something we can't control.
All we can do is hang on
and hope it sets us down in a better place than it picked us up.
Yeah, or maybe you're stoned.
How's Ian?
Meh.
Distant.
Like the distant ripples on a pond
thrown up by the stones of fate...?
No.
Like a prick...
who can't tell his fucking girlfriend where he is.
Hey.
You all right?
Another drink?
No, I'm all right with this.
See you later, all right?
Bye.
Kilo-two-three-zero, requesting back-up.
Suspect on the move, east down Stoker Street.
Your boy got 'em, Weitzmann.
Bloody got 'em.
♪ Ole, ole, ole, ole ♪
Sir...
I need to talk to you about something.
Thank you, I can manage.
It's all right.
What was all that about?
Listen, Joyce, it's really all I can do
to stop myself punching you in the fucking face right now.
So probably best if you don't speak or look at me again, okay?
Miss Weitzmann?
Detective Weitzmann, can you describe to the court what you saw
on the morning of the 14th of January, 2018?
I saw the defendant handing an object
to a mid-30s white male that came to the door of a flat in the high street.
Do you know who owns that flat?
Yes.
It's owned by Mr. Ivan Lenjani, who was under investigation at the time,
suspected of drug trafficking and firearm offenses.
All rise.
Has the jury reached a verdict?
We have.
Do you find the defendant guilty or not guilty?
Guilty.
The conviction of Met Detective Ian Summers
for the planting of false evidence
has led to the release from prison of Albanian national, Ivan Lenjani,
who was previously sentenced for drug trafficking.
Sarah?
Sarah, look at me.
Look at me!
You'll regret this.
Fuck off! You'll fucking regret this!
DC Summers was found guilty
of perverting the course of justice
and was today handed a six-year sentence.
Sometimes I have a dream...
that I am running under a clear night sky.
And there is a fire all around me...
and a great roar of noise.
It is chaos.
I know I am going to die.
And then...
I wake.
What do you think it means?
I don't know.
I got you something.
I'm not asking you to be ashamed of it.
But maybe, I don't know,
there may be times when you think that this isn't who you want to be.
I have something else for you.
Is it another finger?
Do you love me?
It's the sort of question you have to answer right away.
Yes,
I love you.
Good.
And yes, it is another finger.
Eight more, and two thumbs, to be exact.
I love you too.
Sir,
Eiko is pregnant.
The baby is mine.
I want to marry her. With your permission.
I believe that a life lived with Eiko and our child...
would be the closest a man could come to being whole.
I don't know what else I could add to that.
A lot to think about.
Yes.
There is a job tonight. Jiro will go with you.
We will talk again.
This is Eiko.
I can't answer the phone right now, so leave a message.
JIRO
♪...nothin' but a hound dog ♪
♪ Been snoopin' 'round the door ♪
♪ You ain't nothin' but a hound dog... ♪
You been drinking?
A little.
Did you feel the earthquake earlier?
Yeah.
They say there might be aftershocks.
♪ But I could see through that ♪
♪ Yes, you told me you was high-class ♪
♪ But I could see through that ♪
♪ And daddy, I know ♪
I'm sorry.
♪ I love how your eyes close ♪
♪ Whenever you kiss me... ♪
♪ And when I'm away from you... ♪
KENZO
♪ I love how you miss me ♪
♪ I love the way you always treat me... ♪
FUKUHARA
♪ But, darlin', most of all... ♪
Yuto, come back.
You cannot run from your fate.
Why are you doing this?
Do you know how I became a widower?
The last time there was a war between the Yakuza families,
my car was ambushed.
The bullets that were meant for me hit my wife instead.
The day I buried her,
I promised myself two things:
that after I won the war, I would do everything I could to prevent another one,
and...
that my daughter would never marry a gangster.
She loves me.
She'll forget you.
♪ I love the way your touch ♪
♪ Is always heavenly ♪
♪ But, darlin', most of all ♪
♪ I love how you love me ♪
Take it, now!
I'm out! I'm out!
Move back! Move back!
Moving out! Move! Move!
Get inside, now! Move! Move!
Go on!
I'm moving, shit!
Go, go, go!
Armed police!
Drop your weapons!
Drop your...
Yuto.
Move!
Do you ever think about how everything we do
is an echo of something?
Like how everything we've done...
is going to happen again.
And everything we're going to do
has already happened somewhere else.
Someone threw a stone in a pond a long way away,
and we're only just feeling the ripples.
Like every action we take
is the consequence of a thousand different actions...
and will result in a thousand more actions after it.
That every tiny, split-second decision we make...
could potentially have a vast...
profound effect on everyone around us.
Or maybe it's all planned.
Everything that was going to happen was always going to happen.
As if someone was moving us all,
like this mad conductor.
Sometimes I have a dream...
that I am running under a clear night sky...
...and there is fire all around me...
and a great roar of noise.
"Dear Eiko,
I can't tell you much about what I am doing right now.
Only that I am doing everything
to make it safe to return to you and baby Sora.
Don't forget about me.
I love you.
Yuto."
Come on!
We need an ambulance!
We've all been here before.
Just one endless round and round.
It's something we can't control.
All we can do is hang on and hope it sets us down
in a better place than it picked us up.
It is chaos.
And I know I am going to die.
And then...
I wake.
♪ Divine intervention ♪
♪ Jehovah walked on water ♪
♪ Grandma raised herself a pension ♪
♪ Mama working extra ♪
♪ Papa, he no even make the effort ♪
♪ Except for when he walled away And left us ♪
♪ Now I'm taller with my head up ♪
♪ I can stand on my own two now ♪
♪ My faith will carry me ♪
♪ This I know, my faith will carry me ♪
♪ This I know ♪
♪ Carry my weight ♪
♪ Carry ♪
♪ Carry my weight ♪
♪ Carry ♪
♪ Carry me ♪
♪ Carry ♪