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He's asleep now.

He should be OK

in a couple of days.

Shall we go?

- Let me out here.

- I'll take you home.

It's OK. I'll get out.

Stop the car.

What sort of a detective

was Mr Nishi?

He was a great cop.

Decorated lots of times.

He and Mr Horibe were a great team.

Whenever Mr Horibe got too rough,

Mr Nishi would stop him.

You haven't even paid back your debt

and you want another 4 million!

Why should we lend it to you?

You can't even pay the interest.

You poked my guy's eye out.

Who's going to pay for that?

- Is that a loan, too?

- Forget it!

If he can't pay us back,

he can work for us.

What do you have in mind?

He could be my bodyguard.

Great idea!

He keeps shooting

when the other guy's gun

is empty.

But when Mr Nishi really lost it,

he was more frightening.

Like that time...

when he emptied his gun

into a corpse.

Hello.

How are you?

Doing all right.

Watch out, a**hole!

I had the right of way!

On narrow roads,

big cars should yield!

- Are you crazy?

- What?

- Driving such a tiny car!

- What's it to you?

- Fix it yourself.

- Mind your business!

- Want some more?

- What?

Well?

I'm sorry.

Are you done?

- What's going on?

- He's in a coffee shop.

He has a gun and with all

these people, we can't do a thing.

How's Horibe?

Don't know yet.

He's at the hospital.

He got hit in the belly.

What are you doing?

Can you sell me that light?

You mean the police light?

What do you want it for?

I'm thinking of robbing a bank.

Sounds great!

Take it. You can have it.

Good luck.

Do some work,

you glue-sniffing bum!

You want 500,000 for this?

No, not this one.

The other one.

What other one?

This one.

But it's a taxi cab!

It's mine.

How come?

- It belongs to me.

- You didn't steal it?

No, it's mine.

- How old are you?

- 20.

You can't get a cab license at 20!

I'll call the cops!

The fender's a bit dented,

but you can have it for 200,000.

This car is hot.

How about 50,000?

What happened at the bar?

Like I said, the waiter apologized

for spilling soy sauce on myjacket.

And gave you 100,000 yen!

It was an Armani suit and...

Armani? You're kidding!

Genuine Armani.

And?

And I needed

some money for the taxi and...

For the taxi?

Oita, on the southern isle.

Don't bullshit me.

Do you take us for fools?

- He offered it to me.

- That's extortion!

Not at all.

Cut the crap!

I'll throw this in, too.

Hi!

Can I help you?

METROPOLITAN POLICE

You're just a yakuza loan shark!

An expert at dirty tricks.

You borrow money off me

and call me a loan shark!

Well, aren't you? You don't

respect the terms of the contract.

Your interest rate's outrageous.

You can wait a while!

You've been saying that

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