Upon his arrival to London,
the police detective makes inquiries into his brother's whereabouts.
Looking for one lost boy,
he takes in another
and discloses the truth of his quest
to a woman with a secret of her own.
New players are introduced to an increasingly volatile game.
One member of his family missing,
and one long thought gone...
reemerging from the shadows.
I'm sorry, my brother kicked it.
He's careless.
Do you know where all the pieces go?
Well, I've been staring at the damn thing for hours.
Why are you playing alone?
Don't you get lonely?
This way...
I always win.
This way you always lose.
I bet I can beat you.
Yuto.
He doesn't know how to play.
How will he learn...
if you don't let him?
Stop bothering the man.
They're no bother.
I'm sorry, sir. Their mother needs them back.
I'm sorry for messing up your game.
Oi.
I didn't ask who kicked the ball.
Where are you taking me?
Don't worry.
We're not going to hurt you.
Everyone thought you were dead.
I almost was.
Why did you run away?
There was no choice.
There's always a choice.
People are dying.
I didn't kill them.
You killed Saburo.
Yes.
You're coming back with me.
What makes you think I'd do that?
Taki's missing.
They're pulling bodies out of the water.
Fukuhara knows where we live...
and now she's gone.
Dad's health is getting worse as well, by the way,
not that you asked.
Actually, he started going downhill after he buried you.
I don't expect you mourned me too much.
I'm sorry that you've been dragged into this.
But I can't protect you if you stay.
More people are going to die...
before this is over.
Don't be one of them.
Go home.
I can't do that.
You owe me.
Stop the car. Stop the car.
Taki?
Where are you?
Dad?
Don't get mad...
"Hey!"
"Hey."
Am I a fucking horse?
I know it's you!
Fuck. Fuck.
Fuck!
Fuck! Oh, fuck, fuck!
Fucking hell!
Fuck, you're beautiful.
Oh my...
You're so fucking beautiful!
I know.
Taki?
What the hell is this?
I had to get away.
Halfway across the world?
Everyone's doing it these days.
Your mother's furious.
She lives to be furious.
If she wasn't angry with us, she wouldn't feel anything.
Don't talk about her like that.
Are you going to send me back?
I found your uncle tonight.
Where is he?
I let him get away.
How was he?
Very different.
And exactly the same.
I know you'll fix it.
Is all of London like this?
No. The rest isn't as clean.
You can take the bed.
Was Mum okay?
When you spoke to her?
She was safe?
Lisa, fuck off.
Something happened.
Rodney, it's Tiff.
Babe, slow down. Slow down.
It's Tiff.
He took something.
I called an ambulance, but it was too late.
You should get going.
I thought we were gonna get breakfast.
That's just something nice I say when I want to screw someone.
Sun's up now. Time to leave.
Fucking cokehead.
I'm going out.
Stay here till I've worked out what to do with you.
What am I supposed to do all day?
There's a window you can stare out of. I remember you like doing that.
The cells are full of Fukuhara's men.
Has he lost his fucking mind?
All his capos and generals are there.
They spent all yesterday rounding them up.
Fukuhara was sleeping with the Chief Inspector's wife.
No shit!
I'm surprised he didn't kill him himself.
He won't need to.
Without protection, Fukuhara will be dead by tomorrow.
That might not be such a bad thing.
Are you stupid?
If he dies,
the families will tear up the city fighting for his old territories.
If we were better off with Fukuhara dead,
then why the hell am I over here trying to clear his name?
Call your snitch,
see if word has got out about Fukuhara's men.
See how how things are getting.
Yeah, will do.
Have you got any new leads on Yuto?
I'm working on it.
Abso-fucking-lutely not.
Why not?
I've said all I need to say to that man.
Plus, we walk in there, we might not walk back out.
You know what I mean?
This is Britain.
There are rules, even for criminals.
No, let me tell you where there are rules.
Here. This buffet.
Brits love this shit.
Try and cut in line at the cereal bar, see what happens.
The big stuff? They're maniacs.
This fucking country.
Mr. Vickers,
it is your responsibility to exhaust all non-violent options.
I don't believe anyone wants a conflict,
but you need to go to the negotiating table.
Negotiate with what?
You said it yourself. They're animals, and they're looking for a fight.
If Abbot is smart,
he'll want to do everything he can to avoid one.
Fine, I'll give it a go.
But if I end the day hanging upside-down in some cold-storage unit,
that's very much on you.
All right?
It's me. I need to see you.
Meet me at the usual bar near the station.
Can I help you, miss?
I'm looking for something heavy.
Heavy?
Yeah.
What are you playing?
I'm not.
Well, some people swear by a crowbar
or a pipe.
But for me,
nothing beats a bat.
Light enough to swing,
but you will knock a motherfucker out, no problem.
Uh, who is this, now?
Hello? Does it speak?
Is it a mute?
Hello?
Who are you?
Taki.
Ah!
The policeman's daughter.
Who are you?
I'm an entrusted adviser to your father,
in need of a fast cash loan.
What?
Money.
I don't have money.
That is crushing.
Okay.
Wait! Can I come with you?
Bitch, if you can keep up.
That means yes.
Where are we going?
To a confrontation.
- Do you know what "confrontation" means? - Yes.
Do you mind a confrontation?
No.
Good. That will help.
When I say, "meet me at the usual bar by the station,"
I expect you to meet me at the usual bar by the station.
You used to get a better quality of snitch in this town.
Call me back.
Wait, wait, wait!
I almost shot you.
If you haven't got a warrant, then you're trespassing.
Shin Endo's packing up his office?
Yeah, so?
It's not a crime, is it?
All of my informants have gone to ground.
Now I've got Yakuza bosses moving their HQ in the middle of the night.
What's going on?
What do you think?
It's here.
What is?
The war.
I know you're angry at me.
But this is for the best.
It could get dangerous here.
You and Sora will be better protected in the safe house.
That's why they call it a "safe house," I suppose.
I know you don't always agree with the things I do...
but every decision I make is to protect you.
Take her bags to the car.
Call me when you get there.
If anyone tries to stop you, kill them.
Please tell Mr. Abbot...
that Mori Kenzo of Tokyo graciously begs a moment of his time.
I'm shitting myself, in case you were wondering.
Just keep your cool.
I am cool.
Jesus Christ.
Well, well, well.
I weren't expecting this
when I was dipping my eggy soldiers this morning.
I thought you'd fucked off back to Baltimore.
Pittsburgh.
Wherever.
Konnichiwa and, uh, arigato. Thanks very much for that.
That was very kind of you.
Tyler, can you get a bottle of Bunraku down, please?
Sit down, gents. Welcome.
So, right.
Well, look, I know who you are, 'cause I had you followed.
Little bit surprised to see you walk in here, to tell you the truth.
Here you are, so let's deal with that.
We have left a notice of where we were going.
- So if we don't return... - Look, I understand.
You've come in here under the flag of peace, I get it.
And I can assure you, nothing's gonna happen to you
during the course of this meeting, all right?
On that, you have my word.
- For what it's worth. - Is Yuto here?
He's out the back, I'll just go and get him.
No, of course he ain't fucking here.
This is for you.
Thank you.
So, uh...
When did this happen? When did you...
I followed up a lead on Yuto and found Mr. Vickers.
Is that right, Mr. Vickers?
He wants Yuto,
I want my shit back, so...
All roads lead to you. Like fucking Damascus.
It's Rome.
Whatever.
Yeah.
No. Look, what can I tell you, I was going through a bit of a...
"St. Petersburg" phase.
And now you're in a "Japanese" phase?
- It's not a phase. - No, it's a lifelong passion.
Hey, you know what they're big on in Japan? Honor. Right?
So why don't you honor our arrangement and give me my money back?
Because I've invested it, Vickers, yeah? That means, spent it.
Yeah? And you can have it back
once it starts to pay out...
Perhaps, as a show of faith,
you can make an up-front return payment.
Say, ten percent?
Good, fine. Fine.
As a good will gesture.
But what about you? I can't give you ten percent of what you want, can I?
Unless, I don't know, he cuts another one of his fingers off.
No.
I require all of Yuto.
Yeah, well,
I can't do that for you.
There are powerful men in Japan looking for him,
and if I cannot bring him home peacefully, I have no doubt
that they will come here looking for him.
Well, they can send who they want,
as long as you tell them not to send anyone they want back. All right?
Violence is bad for business,
and you can easily avoid it by accommodating us in our requests.
I wish you hadn't done that.
Done what?
Threatened me.
- I'm not threatening you... - You threatened me. You said
I can easily avoid violence if I give you and Vickers what you want.
That's a threat in anyone's language.
I apologize.
I fucking don't!
Do you want another beating?
'Cause I will happily roll my sleeves up...
This is a business meeting! It's respectable. We are men.
Yeah, well, let's knock this on the head now,
'cause my cream is beginning to curdle.
Mr. Abbot, Yuto does not belong here.
The British police are closing in on him.
Please help me take him back to Japan, for all of our sakes.
Look, it is my understanding
that he has every intention of returning to Japan, Mori-san.
Okay?
I mean, we all do.
Come on, Vickers.
Get the fuck out of here!
Shake his hand.
There you go.
You don't want to mess with me, Connor.
Trust me, I have backing.
Oh, fuck it.
I'm sorry, Vickers.
It's just, I can't abide false bravado. It rankles me.
It always has done.
Let's see how tough you are
when I shove the Albanian mafia up your ass!
What's he talking about?
- Mr. Abbot, please let me... - Get him out of here.
Here's a bit of advice for both of you.
Get on a plane 'cause London is not a safe place for you two anymore.
Truth be told, it never was.
All right? And here you are, don't forget your prezzie.
Here you go.
It's disrespectful.
Huh? Fucking...
You were supposed to keep your cool.
Oh, Christ, this is a nightmare.
This is a goddamn waking nightmare.
You know what I just did?
I lost the element of surprise.
And that's one of the useful elements.
I read that somewhere.
It was worth a try.
Yeah, it was worth a try.
And now the shotgun-wielding Albanians will get their turn.
That is a very bad idea.
Ah, the latest in a long line.
Why don't you do what he says? Why don't you get on a plane and go home?
I think you'd be a lot happier staying out of this.
Yuto is involved in this fight.
So I am.
Fine.
I guess I'll just let you know when shit hits the fan, then.
We'll start a fucking WhatsApp group or something.
Lunch club: pub edition.
Special guest star!
- Come on. - Cat, you coming?
Right, come on then.
So good to see you.
- Hi. - Hey.
Sarah.
You left your brick in my flat last night.
- What? - You threw
a fucking brick through my window.
Weitzmann.
You're all drinking together like nothing happened.
- I just wanna get on with my life, Sarah. - Oh, bullshit!
I am watching you.
You're making it worse for yourself. Just fuck off, will you?
- For God's sake, just fuck off... - Don't!
Why did you come to London, anyway?
I ran away.
Oh, you ran away?
To the city where your father is?
You're doing it wrong, darling.
You've got it upside down.
Come on.
Yes?
Brian, these are two of Tiff's friends.
I didn't catch your names.
Sorry. My name is Rodney, and this is...
- Taki. - This is my friend Taki.
Rodney...
Oh, he mentioned me, then.
He mentioned you too.
They're still looking into what...
It was pills.
Guess he wanted our attention.
Where would he have got them from?
Boys like him know how to get things like that.
They learn from boys like you.
They learn a lot of things from boys like me, yeah.
- You were lovers, weren't you? - Yeah, for a while. Yeah.
He came back to us for a bit.
After you.
Cried his eyes out.
Then he was gone again.
That was the last time we saw him.
He didn't want to be here.
We wanted him here.
Did you?
We never...
Never what? Planned to have a little queen for a son?
You're crossing a line.
He didn't want to come back somewhere that he wasn't welcome.
He was always welcome here.
Bullshit.
- Bullshit! - Who do you think you are?
How dare you? Get out.
I want to go to his room.
Get out.
He has something of mine, and I want it.
I want something to remember him by.
All you ever did was cause him pain.
I loved him.
You broke his heart!
Why would you do that?
I don't know.
It's at the top of the stairs, on the left.
I know how that looked in there, but...
Tiff told me, so don't be fooled.
Fucking dads. It's all they can do. I mean, look at us. What do they expect?
You should have a fucking license, that's what I think.
You should have a fucking license to be...
Yes?
You still have the same number.
Yuto.
Where are you?
Not so far from you.
Did you find Taki?
She turned up.
Guess where?
She's got Mori blood in her.
Do you believe in curses?
Why?
Are you worried our family has one?
I don't know.
Dad's ill?
I don't think he's got long left.
And Mum?
I'd give her another 70 years, at most.
I didn't plan to come to London, you know.
I just ended up here.
Didn't have any plan.
I met Saburo by chance.
Mouthing off about his Yakuza uncle.
How could it be a coincidence...
that I met Shin Endo's nephew right here in this city?
And you, with Fukuhara's blade.
I knew he'd be blamed.
Yuto...
I've been instructed to bring you to justice.
And you should know I intend to do so.
Because what I owe you is a chance for redemption.
And there can be no redemption if there are no consequences.
Is that why you came here?
For redemption?
When you get back home...
will you tell Mother and Father that I'm sorry?
Yuto...
I'd like you to study the image via the online portal,
and prepare your initial thoughts.
Thanks very much.
I'll see you next Thursday.
I had him right there in front of me.
I could have reached out and touched him.
Did you try to bring him in?
I couldn't do it.
Couldn't or wouldn't?
Ms. Weitzmann,
you're a police officer, and your duty's to your job,
not to me.
- I feel I have already compromised... - It's Yom Kippur.
Sorry?
Yom Kippur.
Tonight. It's a Jewish thing.
You're supposed to fast and feel guilty about stuff.
I usually skip the fasting part.
Really good at the guilt, though.
My mum and dad would make a big meal,
and we'd all ask for forgiveness for our transgressions, and...
you know,
receive atonement, and stuff.
Massive leap, but I wonder if that might not be something you could use.
I can't.
My daughter arrived last night.
So bring her.
Truth is, I could do with not being alone this evening.
Plus, you've still got to eat, right?
They're dangerous criminals, Detective.
The streets are safer with them in here.
I can't get hold of my informants.
I went to Shin Endo's office, but...
I know you've a lot on your plate with Detective Mori away,
but you get your orders from me.
My partner is risking a lot for us.
We should be supporting him, not potentially making things worse
by getting Fukuhara killed.
It's late.
You can go home now.
Roy! Come with me.
Come on!
What are we doing here?
Getting ourselves killed, probably.
Guard house. Guard.
Oh, okay.
You have to throw it in. You wanna throw it... Throw it in.
Try again. Try it again, see?
That's it.
We were here all day.
Choose it by percentage.
Biggest percentage gets you the most drunk.
Do you like Riesling?
Something drier?
- One with... No? - Please, just anything.
Hello.
You must be Taki.
Hi.
Well, come in. Come in.
Rodney,
the glasses are in the cabinet up there.
Darling, could you grab a potato masher from the pot over there?
- Your window got smashed. - Hmm?
Oh, yeah.
Which cupboard, Sarah?
Great.
Can you do the potatoes?
Oh, Kenzo, I think there's more butter in the fridge.
Is this the only wine you've got?
Lots of this, a splash of milk. Then really go to town on them.
She doesn't know what "go to town" means.
Sorry, I should've mentioned you'd all end up helping me cook.
It's all right.
Out the window, please.
So, Taki, how are you liking England so far?
Yes.
Gonna show her all the sights, aren't I?
Well, who better to show her around London than a real-life queen?
Fuck you.
"Queen"?
Oh, it's a gay slur here.
Why?
'Cause she's a fabulous old bitch with a hat for every occasion.
Don't think she got that.
Vickers was in here earlier.
Vickers?
Yeah, you remember him. Whiny bloke.
Silly accent, punchable face.
Turns out he's still in the country.
He's coming in here threatening a war, with the Albanians.
Jesus, the Albanians?
And here's an interesting wrinkle, Donna:
he's only turned up with that Japanese policeman,
you know, the one you told me not to worry about?
So, do you still think I don't need to worry about him?
I told him to go back home.
Well, I don't think he listened to you, Donna.
Did you tell him what would happen to him if he didn't go home?
Yeah.
Well, you've got a bit of work to go and do then, haven't you?
- I'll sort it. - Tyler?
Call the restaurant. I want my table. Tell Alkhan and Ricky to meet me there.
Wanna find out what the fucking hell's going on with this.
- Yuto as well? - No, not Yuto.
Leave him under his rock.
No more warnings for this guy, Donna.
No more second chances, and that goes for you too.
'Cause if I can't rely on you to deliver for me on simple stuff like this,
you're no use to me.
And I'll make fucking sure you're no use to anyone else either.
So I should state, by the way, on the scale of Jewishness,
with ten being Jesus, and one being
a gammon salesman working on a Saturday,
I'm around a three.
But basically, what we do is eat all this food
to break the fast that none of us have been observing,
and we talk about who we want forgiveness from,
or what we want forgiveness for.
Or something.
Excuse me.
Who would like to go first?
Taki?
What would you like forgiveness for, Taki?
Oh, what about when you stabbed that boy with the scissors,
- in the thigh? - What?
I'm not sorry about that.
He was grabbing me.
I would like forgiveness for...
leaving home
without letting my mother know where I was.
She was worried.
Well, by the power invested in me,
by the Yom, and the Shalom, and all the hummus,
I hereby grant unto you...
the special forgiveness of the Jewish people.
Am I doing it right?
Go on then, it's your turn.
Yeah. Okay, me.
I want forgiveness for...
for bad decisions.
And bad intentions.
Shit, if we need to ask forgiveness for intentions,
we're gonna be here all night.
Who is it?
No one.
Rodney.
Bear in mind we only have so long.
So, I would like forgiveness...
Um, I would like forgiveness for...
I broke a nice boy's heart, and...
I made him believe that I was gonna be his whole world,
and then I left.
And...
he was alone.
And I didn't care.
I make people get close to me,
and then I push them away, and I don't know why.
Do I get forgiveness for that?
Do I get forgiveness
for the ten missed calls he left on my phone
the night that he died?
Yes.
We're gonna need to get some more wine at this rate.
Thank you.
Kenzo?
Um...
Answer it.
Excuse me.
Probably would've been quite boring, anyway.
Are you out?
No.
You didn't answer.
I was away from the phone.
Your father's cough has gotten worse.
He was up most of the night.
- I've sent for the doctor. - Let me know what they say.
I spoke to a school master yesterday.
They said they are willing to accommodate Taki.
There is an economy seat on a flight to Tokyo on Thursday.
She could start next Monday.
Kenzo?
Thursday.
I will arrange it.
Are you okay there?
Yes. Are you okay there?
Yes.
It will be good when you are home.
Yes.
Okay, so no offense, but Taki is still hungry.
Oh.
Did you not like the food, Taki?
I'm sorry, but you're trying to fill this delicate lotus flower
full of 35 pounds of heavily-buttered mash.
I'm surprised we didn't have an incident.
I'm so sorry.
I've got a Viennetta in the freezer.
- "Viennetta"? - No.
There's a Japanese take-out around the corner.
It won't hurt her to pop out.
I'll have her home by 11:00.
- Ten. - 11:10. Understood.
Bye!
Thank you very much for tonight.
Thank you.
I have them too, sometimes.
Bad intentions.
Fucking hell.
Yeah?
What do you want?
If you're really serious about taking him down,
you should know in an hour, you're gonna get maybe the best chance to do it.
And...
why exactly would you be telling me this?
How do you quit a job you're not allowed to walk away from?
You light a fire and run.
He'll be in the restaurant.
Couple of guys with him, that's it.
Tyler?
Listen, I've changed my mind.
I want the whole war council there tonight.
Everyone, yeah?
Except Yuto, he's gotta keep his head down.
But the rest of them? Get them over there.
Sure thing.
This was Tiff's favorite bar.
Jay Jay?
Three Sambucas, please.
Thank you.
Do you know Sambuca?
Rodney!
Hiya.
Tiff?
Yeah.
Three tequilas please, Jay Jay.
- This is jazzy. - Yeah!
Everyone's here.
I didn't ask for your help.
No one did.
I have a renewed injection of civic responsibility.
I'm hoping it wears off soon.
- Is that happening now? - Motion-activated security feed.
What's happening?
Tosh, what's going on?
We are fuck badly.
What does that... I don't know what that means.
We're fucked.
Yes?
We're taking Abbot. There's a restaurant he goes to.
It's going down there, if you want to come along.
Will Yuto be there?
I don't have the fucking guest list.
You wanted to be kept in the loop, you're in the loop. All right?
So what do you think?
Yo, we got plenty of room. We got the soccer-mom car.
Come on, we'll pick you up.
Yuto, it's me.
There's going to be an attack tonight on the restaurant.
If you're there, you need to leave. Understand? Get out of there.
You have one new message.
Donna, is there a meeting tonight?
There's going to be an attack on the restaurant.
I don't know what's happening, but you need to stay away.
Are you there?
If you're there, you need to get out.
I'm coming to get you.
Hey.
What's the matter? You never been in a gun fight before?
Not now.
He sprayed it racing green!
If you're there, you need to get out.
I'm coming to get you.
Who... Fuck!
Shit!
And that is what's what.
What are you doing here?
Where's Yuto?
Two-two-zero, over?
Assistance required. Possible incident about to kick off on Lexington Street.
Numerous males acting suspiciously outside the Spanish restaurant.
I've discussed that everyone do their jobs, you know what I mean?
- They are here. - What's going on?
There's definitely activity.
Right, fucking everyone get ready! Be ready!
Look alive, fellas!
Come on!
Oh, shit! Guns, guns, guns!