The Wolverine

Where are you going?

Help me!

Over here!

Go!

Go!

That was a B-29, bub.

Theres no outrunning whats coming.

Yashida!

Youre better off down here.

I'd hurry if I were you.

Run. Now!

Stay down!

No, wait! No, no. Wait.

No. Its not safe.

Wake up, wake up, wake up.

Wake up.

Where were you?

Nagasaki.

That far back?

Youre here.

Of course.

Can you stay?

You know I cant.

Jean, lm so sorry.

I know.

I'll never hurt you or anyone

ever again.

I made a vow.

A solemn vow?

Youre making fun of me.

Its too late.

No! No, Jean!

No, no, no! Please!

You cant hide.

No, no, no! Please!

You cant hide!

No, Jean! No!

No.

Whack all of that on store credit.

Thanks, honey.

- Got the arrows?

- Yeah.

Remember the arrows?

Yeah, yeah, Eddie, we got them!

Yeah!

What are you doing?

Man, you almost blew his foot off!

Youre not a hunter, are you?

Not anymore.

What the hell?

Dont make me do this.

It must have been

damn near 12 feet tall.

We didnt hear nothing except twigs.

Then it just came upon us.

It got Riley, just gutted him.

It got Eddie.

Ripped through the tent,

knocked over the snowcat like it was a toy.

You the one was attacked by the grizzly?

Im the one that survived.

I'd like to buy this man a drink.

Whats your name, mister?

Its Logan.

And thats a poison broadhead,

which, last I heard, was illegal.

Go ahead, ask me where I found it.

Ask me.

Where did you find it?

Well, funny you should ask.

I pulled it out of

the back of a grizzly.

Whoever shot it, didnt have the wind or

the balls to track the animal properly...

and put it out of its misery.

Instead of dropping

a lethal dose of the poison...

it bled into the bear,

made him crazy, killed five people.

I dont know what youre talking about.

Because I dont dip my arrows

in anything.

In that case,

you got nothing to worry about.

Damn.

That hurt.

Sorry, Jean.

I wouldnt bother with them.

Most of them will die soon anyway,

without your help.

Three of them, a week from now

in the same truck.

This sword is hundreds of years old...

and was named Danzan

by the first samurai who used it.

Danzan means separator in Japanese.

The ideal weapon for separating

head and limb from body.

Like so.

Im parked in back.

Get in.

Sorry, its a rental.

Who are you?

Me? Im Yukio.

And?

Ive been trying to find you

for over a year.

Why?

To give you that.

My employer wanted you to have it.

Whos your employer?

Master Yashida.

He said it belongs to you,

and that hes paying all debts.

Master Yashida is dying.

He wants to say thank you

for saving his life all those years ago.

He knows that you are a...

busy man.

But he very much wants to

say his goodbye in person.

All right, where is he?

Tokyo.

Wait...

lm not going to Japan.

It would be dishonorable

for you to refuse his request.

Apologize to Mr. Yashida,

lm not going to Tokyo.

All right? Ive got things to do.

Do not apologize.

Its been an honor

just to meet the Wolverine.

Thats not who I am anymore,

you understand?

Interesting.

Why did you go into that bar,

if not to seek justice?

- I dont know.

- You dont know.

- No!

- I think you know.

Pull over.

You are a soldier.

No, lm not. Pull over.

- You are a soldier.

- Pull over, now!

Now.

You are a soldier,

and you seek what all soldiers do.

And whats that?

An honorable death.

An end to your pain.

Who says lm in pain?

A man who has nightmares

every night of his life is in pain.

One day.

I say goodbye to Mr. Yashida

and I come right back.

Okay.

Fifteen hours. Depending on the wind.

Fifteen hours?

You dont like to fly?

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