As the dust settles,
one life is saved...
and one is lost.
Old enemies settle old scores while a gangster plans his revenge.
Two detectives sit in silence,
and a girl makes a connection.
A lie is uncovered, and consequences made clear.
A favor is asked...
and a woman is set on a dangerous path.
Another drink, monsieur?
- Think they're closing. - Nonsense. Georges!
Two more please, over here.
Please?
Well, there's a place around the corner that's open till 6:00.
My mother told me nothing good ever happens after 2:00 a.m.
Well, your mother never met Rodney.
A fact for which I am grateful every day.
- I'm not trying to hit on you. - I know.
- I'm really not. - No, I know.
You've tried to shag everyone else in here.
It's insulting.
We're friends. Aren't we?
- I'm knocking it on the head. - Oh, come on. Don't do that.
That's your problem, Rodney.
You don't know how to go home.
You mean "when."
No.
Hey, hey, hey, hey!
- Hey! - Happy hour. It's happy hour.
♪ One a.m., two a.m., three a.m. Midnight ♪
♪ One a.m., two a.m., three a.m. ♪
♪ Four a.m., five a.m. ♪
♪ Six, seven Eight a.m., nine a.m., ten ♪
♪ Let's do it again ♪
♪ Midnight One a.m., two a.m., three a.m. ♪
♪ Four a.m., five a.m. ♪
♪ Six, seven ♪
♪ Eight a.m., nine a.m., ten ♪
♪ Let's do it again ♪
♪ Midnight One a.m., two a.m., three a.m. ♪
♪ Four a.m., five a.m. ♪
♪ Six, seven ♪
♪ Eight a.m., nine a.m., ten ♪
♪ Let's do it again ♪
♪ Do it again, do it again... ♪
♪ Eight a.m., nine a.m., ten ♪
♪ Let's do it again ♪
♪ Midnight... ♪
That's a very bad idea.
So is killing yourself.
♪ Three a.m. ♪
♪ Four a.m. ♪
♪ Five a.m. ♪
♪ Midnight One a.m., two a.m., three a.m. ♪
♪ Four a.m., five a.m ♪
♪ Six, seven ♪
♪ Eight a.m., nine a.m., ten ♪
♪ Let's do it again ♪
♪ Midnight One a.m., two a.m., three a.m. ♪
♪ Midnight One a.m., two a.m., three a.m... ♪
♪ Six, seven... ♪
He was an old man.
He lived as long as any person is supposed to.
So why...
doesn't it feel like enough?
Birth is agony,
life is hard,
death is cruel.
Don't ask me to explain it.
You're feeling sorry for yourself. It doesn't suit you.
I'm mourning.
You don't have the luxury.
Why not?
Because...
you have a grandson.
Yuto's little boy.
And he needs rescuing.
Your husband's dead,
mine's on the other side of the world.
So who else is going to do it?
This is excellent coffee.
Thanks.
It's from a place around the corner. They grind the beans for you. It's...
You know, it costs a bit more, but I think it's worth it.
I'm sorry about your dad.
He was a good man.
Deserving of better sons, I think.
It's okay. I was watching him.
I didn't try and run away.
I don't care.
If I'm not with you, you stay in your room with the door locked.
The British police want to see me today.
- What about? - What do you think?
You should take Taki with you.
- Why? - You'll seem less suspicious.
We don't know they're suspicious.
Of course they are.
He's saying I should take Taki with me.
That's actually not a bad idea.
I can tell them your English is atrocious.
She can be your...
What is it called?
Translator.
See?
She's doing it already.
Or you could just hand me in.
Your choice.
Yuto said this was the address.
The girl is called...
Eiko?
She’s the daughter of a Yakuza boss that Yuto was working for.
My son wasn’t a Yakuza...
Your son was a gangster.
Deny it if you want. But you know it’s true.
Eiko, then.
And baby Sora.
We’ll need somewhere to take them afterwards.
I know a place.
You spoke to your mother and grandmother?
Yes.
Did you say anything about...
Did I tell them you were in a gun fight,
and that you have Uncle Yuto locked in another woman’s bedroom?
No. I didn’t tell them.
It’s not the right time.
Good luck working out when that will be.
Your grandfather wasn’t in any pain, you know.
It was very peaceful.
I didn’t get a chance to say goodbye to him.
It’s supposed to be what we do.
It’s who we are.
Mrs. Mori, I am here to collect your father-in-law’s body.
The wake is finished? No more guests to come?
There were no guests.
Wait.
We have a trip to go on.
I want my husband with us.
Of course. You’ll receive the ashes after the ceremony tomorrow.
If you wish to spread them...
We can’t wait that long.
You’ll have to cremate him tonight.
- Mrs. Mori, I’m afraid that’s... - Young man.
My husband was born in a village, the fifth child of seven.
Three didn’t live past infancy,
two more didn’t live to see 30.
He fought poverty, then the bureaucrats...
then cancer.
Only one beat him.
He lived a thousand lives by the time you were born.
So go and do your job.
We’ve got things to do.
Are we breaking the law?
No.
But, um...
Maybe not the right time to tell Mum?
So, our detective got shot in Tokyo.
Meanwhile, we've got this guy...
at the gun fight in Soho.
We believe...
that he murdered this man...
Saburo Endo, a Japanese national in London.
You need to say something.
It didn't look that bad in my imagination.
Ask him if he's sent the photos to INTERPOL.
He asks if you've sent them to INTERPOL.
Yeah. We're waiting to hear back from them.
The information we have on Saburo is that he's a known relative of a...
a known Yakuza boss in Tokyo called Shin Endo.
Endo is a suspect in a number of violent incidents recently,
possibly including the one that injured my detective in Japan.
I need to say the words...
Saburo and Yakuza and Tokyo and Shin Endo...
whoever that is, so he thinks I'm repeating him.
Do you mind Uncle staying at Sarah's house?
Don't use her name. Why would I mind that?
Tell him that Shin Endo is a suspect in ongoing cases in Tokyo,
but we don't believe they have anything to do with the murder of his nephew.
Shin Endo is just a suspect in those crimes,
but they don't think it's because someone killed his nephew.
So, a Yakuza boss's nephew is murdered
and a suspect turns up in a Soho turf war between Connor Abbot and the Albanians.
Has to be some connection, wouldn't you agree?
I just meant before that Uncle has done bad things.
And your "friend" is a police officer.
And I think that you care about her.
Yakuza, Abbot, Soho. Whatever. I'm translating.
Tell him the Yakuza have no interest in London.
The Yakuza have no interest in London.
Well, things change.
How're you enjoying the course?
He's suspicious of you.
Good.
- How is that good? - No, tell him I'm finding the course good.
He likes the course.
Hmm? Mm-hmm.
Thought it might be a bit basic for a detective of your rank.
See, we were expecting a junior crime scene investigator.
I'm a big, stupid detective from England, and I have stupid questions
about stupid police stuff because I'm too dumb to work it out myself.
Sorry.
Um...
Tell him the man I replaced fell ill suddenly.
He got ill suddenly.
It's good of you to sit through all the lectures.
I mean, you know, with your English being so bad.
Did Grandad's illness get worse suddenly?
Your grandfather was ill for a long time.
Did you know he might die before we got back?
Do you deal with the Yakuza in Tokyo?
You did know, didn't you?
Yes.
This must all seem very close to home for you then, eh?
What do you want me to say?
Tell him I feel very far from home indeed.
Your boss knows there's a connection,
but he hasn't got there yet.
But he will.
He'll find out who Yuto is. He'll find out he's your brother.
You're running out of time, Kenzo.
Japan is a death sentence for Yuto.
The British police, they'll end up sending him back anyway.
But just to let him go...
He killed someone.
It is my responsibility as a policeman to make him see justice,
but my responsibility as a brother to keep him safe.
I can't do both.
Is she okay?
I've never seen my dad hug anyone until my daughter was born.
I honestly didn't know he knew the words "I love you"
until he met her.
They adored each other...
and she didn't get to say goodbye.
That's my fault.
Maybe it's not too late.
We were worried about you after hearing the news.
I lost most of my men.
Police seized my bar, my house.
My bank accounts have been frozen.
I'm sorry to hear that.
I've been in worse situations. Don't worry.
Um, I think we should talk about Phase Two.
Phase Two?
Yeah. With my help, you've gained a stronghold in Tokyo.
Um, London's pretty much fucked right now.
Uh, it's time for me to come over there, as discussed.
Oh, yes.
Mr. Abbot.
What do you know of my culture?
I know it's a untapped market.
A billion-dollar industry.
That's my business. What do you know of my culture?
You know absolutely nothing of my culture.
You know absolutely nothing of my world.
Your assistance is greatly appreciated by all of us.
But there was never a place for you here.
Yuto Mori lied to you.
No, you listen to me, you old bastard.
- We had a deal... - Goodbye, Mr. Abbot.
What the f...?
Ugh...
We're going to the sea!
Thank you very much. No.
Fuck off!
What in God's name is happening?
Taki's grandfather passed away. We are going to the seaside to honor him.
Couldn't you have honored him in the pub?
He loved the sea.
Fine.
Last time I saw you, you'd just been blown up.
How did that all pan out?
I didn't die.
Fabulous. I have three questions about your car:
Did you lose a bet? Can I drive? And does she have a radio?
No, no, and yes.
Stop!
Taki, I require you.
- Where are we? - Annie.
Your future bride, the very girl of your dreams.
- Don't run away. - Hello?
Buzz us in, you slut.
- Hi. - Hello.
Um, we were just passing through
and wondering if you want to go for a drink this week.
I can certainly make myself free.
She can certainly make herself free. That's what we like to hear.
Also, side note: do you have any...
I have one rule for leaving the city
and that is never to do it with a clear head.
That's your one rule for everything, isn't it?
- You owe me. - Always and forever.
Okay, let's go.
Bye.
- Are you ready now? - Yes.
Let us bring light to the provinces.
♪ Am I wasting my time? ♪
♪ I could not persevere ♪
♪ Am I wasting my time? ♪
♪ I could not persevere ♪
♪ Am I wasting my time? ♪
♪ I could not persevere ♪
♪ Am I wasting my time? ♪
♪ I could not persevere ♪
♪ Don't go wasting my time ♪
♪ I could not persevere ♪
♪ Don't go wasting my time ♪
♪ I could not persevere ♪
♪ Don't go wasting my time ♪
♪ I could not persevere ♪
♪ No more wasting my time ♪
♪ How can I persevere? ♪
♪ No more wasting my time ♪
♪ How can I persevere? ♪
♪ No more wasting my time ♪
♪ How can I persevere? ♪
♪ No more wasting my time ♪
♪ How can I persevere? ♪
HOTAKA
Are you in pain?
Some.
Uh...
I left my cigarettes in the car.
Sarah has the keys.
Yuto needs to get something from the car.
Okay.
Thank you.
Oh!
Got them.
I should have woken you when Dad called.
I'm sorry.
Well, it's done now.
He thought he was talking to you when he was talking to me.
What did you tell him?
I told him he was a good father.
And that you were coming home soon.
So am I?
Coming home soon?
I’m not going to give you to the Yakuza,
and I’m not going to hand you in to the British police.
I don’t know what justice looks like for you anymore,
and I don’t think I’m the man to decide.
Thank you.
Just try and live your life well, Yuto.
Do that for me.
Who wants a drink?
I'm driving. Small red?
Uh... A pint of bitter.
I like it.
You've been here too long.
Orange juice.
Get her a vodka and coke and one for me too, please. Just goin' for a poo.
Shall I carry them?
Thank you.
It was a nice ceremony.
There you are. Cheers.
Do you think they've ever seen this many Japanese people before?
They probably think they're being invaded. Lucky you didn't bring your sword.
To our father...
our grandfather, Hotaka Mori.
We will remember you.
I'll just sort of imagine what he was like,
but I know what you mean.
You have one new dating match.
Jesus, thought I'd canceled that.
Yeah, sure you did. Let's see him then.
It's probably no one.
I want to see.
Show, show, show!
Stop it.
Hello, salt and pepper daddy.
DILF surprise at the high school reunion.
Stock photo model of a sexually un-threatening lawyer.
- Okay... - Leader and de facto father figure
of a small but determined band of Midwestern Chippendales...
- We get it. - Do you get that I would sit on his face
and wouldn't charge for the privilege?
I'd sit on his face and wouldn't charge for the privilege.
Oh.
He's handsome. Are you going to go on a date with him?
No, I don't think so.
Oh, my God. Carpe diem, Sarah. Seize the dick.
- What are you writing? - Just the sitting on my face thing.
- Rodney! - I'm joking.
I'm just asking him out for you.
There you go. You may thank me when you can walk again.
- Where you going? - Toilet.
Well, one of us is in the wrong place.
Rodney, do you think, perhaps, you're doing a bit too many
Class A drugs for this time in the afternoon?
Um...
Where would you draw the line on that?
- None? - Interesting, interesting.
No, um, you and I don't know each other that well, but I'm fine.
Well, maybe you should talk to someone about it.
Honestly, no need.
Has that guy messaged you back already?
- Mm-hmm. - Someone's keen.
Here you are, all single and with no complications.
Let's go.
I think we should leave five minutes apart,
otherwise they'll think we've been shagging.
Oh, be quiet!
Hey.
What's the matter?
You've been avoiding me.
I saw a photo of what you did to that man with the sword.
It made me feel sick.
Don't you think you should be punished for it?
That's not for me to decide.
But yes.
Probably.
So why don't you hand yourself in?
I have too many things still to do.
So did the man you killed.
Do you feel bad about it?
Yes.
Good.
Do you feel better about your granddad now we've said goodbye?
I don't know.
It wasn't your fault you weren't there.
Just because something isn't your fault,
doesn't mean you can't feel guilty about it.
You're so wise,
like a little Buddha.
Fuck off.
You've been here too long.
Fuck!
I'm Kate Fucking Winslet!
Yuto will be gone soon.
When he's well enough to travel.
So I suppose you'll be leaving too, then?
Whoo!
Fuck you, England!
Thank you.
- Bye. - Hey, take it easy, okay?
- Maybe lay off the hard stuff for a bit. - Narc.
- I literally am. - Don't worry about me, babe.
Your enemies are taking advantage.
Capos from four organizations are dead.
Tanaka was burnt alive in his car.
Saito was shot in a karaoke bar.
It's a war.
Ikushima was killed in his own home.
Sugimoto was beaten to death with a hammer.
We’re losing control.
Any news from London?
Detective Mori is continuing his investigation.
Sending him was a mistake.
I’m ordering my own men to go to London to finish the job.
I don’t think bringing Yuto Mori back is going to stop this war anymore.
Of course it’s not going to stop it.
We’re not "losing control." We’ve already lost it.
He brought shame to my family, and it will not go unpunished.
I only hope I live long enough to see it.
Fuck it anyway.
It's me. It's Rodney.
I'm in Leicester Square.
Hey, it's me. Pick up! Pick up! Pick up!
Pick up the phone!
No, I can't!
Hey, it's me. Are you out?
Are you out?
Hello?
Hey, if you get this,
please could you send me a text with the number of the guy that you use?
Hmm.
Here she goes.
So bloody predictable.
Shouldn't you be dancing on a bar somewhere?
They're all closed, babe.
So?
Where was everyone tonight?
Busy.
That's too bad.
Seems to be the way of it these days though.
Sun's coming up.
You always hated that.
Birdsong.
It's the worst sound in the world.
I dunno.
I always quite liked it.
What are you doing?
I'm off, love.
Dressed like that?
Yeah...
No beautiful things where I'm going.
No jewels and dresses, I'm afraid.
Don't go.
I have to, darling.
I loved you.
Well...
ain't that the fucking tragedy of it all?
You come here alone?
Yes.
What about that?
Me too.
It's tea.
It's crack.
Some trade-off.
I need you to take it. Just take it away from me.
Do you have any family? Someone you can call?
It's just me.
It's not.
- What are you doing? - I want to go out.
Where?
There's a girl, an English girl.
I want to see her.
You can go out with your friends when we go home.
I don't have friends at home.
I want to go out with this girl. Now.
It's not a good idea.
I like her.
I'm sure she's very nice, but the answer is still no.
I like her, Dad.
Oh.
That's new.
Not really.
You can't stop me.
I can.
I'm bigger than you, and I can tie you to something.
I miss a lot of things, don't I?
You like it here.
I like myself more when I'm here.
I like you wherever you are.
Be back by seven.
Text me every two hours.
Thank you.
I don’t know how we’re going to get in without them seeing us.
We’re an old lady and a middle-aged woman.
So?
So, we’re invisible to them already.
We're here to clean the rooms.
We don't have all day.
Make sure you do the cooker.
Yuto sent a message saying someone was coming for me.
He didn’t say it would be his mother.
This baby feels light.
Are you feeding him properly?
Yes, of course.
How much are you packing?
Babies need a lot of stuff.
A baby needs a warm blanket and a mother’s breast.
Anything else is an indulgence.
If you change your mind and want to stay here instead, I’d understand.
Thanks, but I need to get the hell out of this house.
Do you want to teach him to talk like that?
Hey, what's going on?
We don’t employ cleaners here.
Are you trying to escape?
Sharp as a tack, this one.
Hey, old woman.
Put the baby down and get out...
before I get angry.
Do you speak to your mother like that?
My mother does what she’s told.
Well, give us her address,
we'll go and rescue her next.
No one’s rescuing anyone.
Hey, wait!
Get off!
You stabbed me!
Hiroshi!
She’s making a run for it!
Well, it’s clear where Taki gets it from.
We should swap cars. My father will try and track us.
Also, Sora will need a baby seat.
I’ll hold him on my lap.
He needs a proper car seat.
There’s no substitute for a grandmother’s protection.
Until you’re going through a windscreen at 80 miles an hour,
then a seat belt helps.
You have no respect for elders.
If your father had done what mine did, you wouldn’t either.
There’s a rental place, half an hour’s drive.
Tomorrow?
Yes.
It's time.
When will you go back?
Soon.
Whatever happens...
Rei deserves to know what's going on in your head.
Where are we going?
A house in the countryside.
We’ll be safe there for a while.
When’s Yuto coming back?
I’m not the one he talks to, dear.
How would I know?
And I had it all under control, you know.
And the missus took me back, and I could see the girls again, and...
it was all right.
And there wasn't a trigger.
Nothing happened. I just...
started again.
I woke up one morning, and I didn't give it much thought.
I just went out, and I bought some gear, and that was that.
Like, 11 months down the pan.
I don't know why.
Because you hate yourself?
You had a nice thing, and you threw it away because,
oh, you hate yourself, and you think you're a worthless piece of shit.
Probably.
This is Terry's time to speak.
- Others will get their turn after. - No, he's right.
I do. I fuckin' despise myself sometimes.
You have value, Terry.
We all do.
Not a lot of fucking value, let's be honest.
I mean, no offense, but Terry here chose drugs over his children,
so let's not gild the lily too much vis-à-vis Saint Terry.
There's no judgment in here.
Judgment isn't a solid object that you can close a window against.
It's a pervasive fucking entity.
Terry, love, you fucked up. We all did, because we all have
some fundamental flaw in us that refuses to be happy or satisfied.
Someone comes along and tries to help us build a little world,
and we let them until the times comes, and the time always comes
when we shatter it into a million tiny pieces
because it's what we do. It's our way.
And that's why we hate ourselves, and that's why we do drugs.
It's not, you know, rocket science.
Sorry, I'm Rodney by the way. And I'm a drug addict.
Obviously.
Hi, Rodney.
- See you later, yeah. - Yeah, see you, bro.
Taki's on a date with a girl.
Wow.
And how do you feel about that?
She has brought shame onto her family.
I have no daughter.
I don't know.
Let her be happy?
I messaged that man back.
He asked me for a drink.
Oh.
What do you think about that?
About what?
Me seeing this man. What do you think about that?
You're free to do what you want to do.
Yeah.
- I don't want you to go home. - I don't want you to see that man.
We can put words on this.
We're grown-ups. It won't disappear. I'm not afraid of it.
I feel like I've been in a cage for a long time.
And you have a key, and maybe it unlocks the door.
I'm not an honorable man, Sarah,
but I try to be.
It's not a cage, and it's not a key, Kenzo.
It's... your life,
and it's mine, and it's your wife's, and your daughter's,
and it's all of us just trying to work out the truth of it,
and it's as messy and fucked up as anything,
but that's what it is.
I don't know what to do now.
I do.
Oh, fuck.
How was your first day? You all fixed?
Please don't embarrass me in front of the other drug addicts.
Are we allowed to walk you home?
Yes, but I need to eat a pizza immediately.
Have you ever been to London?
What are you doing here?
Came around looking for you the other day.
I know.
What do you want?
He's a murder suspect.
He was in the Battle of Soho.
No one's calling it the Battle of Soho for fuck's sake.
Whatever.
I just thought I'd give you the courtesy of a heads up.
You know, before I report this.
What do you want?
Just doing the right thing, Sarah.
Isn't that what I'm supposed to do?
Ian...
Ian!
DAD