Graveyard of Honor (仁義の墓場)

TOEI PRESENTS

RIKIO ISHIKAWA, THE HERO OF THIS FILM, WAS BORN ON AUGUST 6TH, 1924,

IN THE EASTERN SECTION OF MITO CITY, IBARAKI PREFECTURE.

ISHIKAWA'S BIRTHPLACE

What was Rikio Ishikawa like as a boy?

A real crybaby.

He was always bawling about something.

He'd cry for hours on end.

Maybe because he lost his mother very early on.

He was very shy back then.

I never imagined he'd end up a yakuza godfather.

He was very smart.

He had natural intelligence.

But he used his abilities for the wrong purposes.

He was good at school. In most subjects.

- Was he a headstrong boy? - He certainly was.

He had a hard core to him.

He stood out from the others, even doing bad things.

He had a good head, he did.

He was always our leader back in school

because he was so smart.

He was so headstrong.

He always wanted to be a yakuza.

- Did he say that? - Yes, ever since he was a boy.

The would-be yakuza ran away from home in 1941

and went to Tokyo,

where he joined the Kawada family.

In 1943 he was arrested for his first assault

and sentenced to one year

in a juvenile detention center.

According to legend, a rival punk had made the mistake

of bad-mouthing Kawada, now Rikio's godfather.

So, in that sense, he was the sort of kid who genuinely respected his godfather?

Yes, he was paying his dues, learning his trade.

Then what turned this young man into a rabid dog?

Was it the chaos and confusion of the post-war years?

That might be...

But he was just as crazy before and after the war.

When I was doing time with him, he once said,

"I'm just like a balloon."

A balloon?

Meaning he'd keep rising higher and higher

until he finally burst.

GRAVEYARD OF HONOR

Original Story by GORO FUJITA

Screenplay by TATSUHIKO KAMOI

Photography by HANJIRO NAKAZAWA

Music by TOSHIAKI TSUSHIMA

Editing by OSAMU TANAKA

TETSUYA WATARI

TATSUO UMEMIYA

YUMI TAKIGAWA RIEKO IKE, MEIKA SERI

MIKIO NARITA, KUNIE TANAKA

HAJIME HANA

NOBORU ANDO

Directed by KINJI FUKASAKU

SHINJUKU STATION AREA TOKYO -- 1946

Step on up! The best in shoe repair!

Hey, what are you doing?

- These sure do need fixing. - No, they don't.

They'll be good as new.

It's good leather, so they'll last.

That's dried squid!

They'll be as good as new.

Cheap too, only 100 yen!

Cough up, asshole!

Thanks.

So, how's business?

Not bad.

That the new boss of Ikebukuro?

You know the drill.

Later.

Who gave you permission to work here?

Who the fuck are you?

We're free to work where we please.

Like hell you're free!

Quick!

Run!

Name's Rikio Ishikawa. I'm with the Kawada gang!

What the hell!

It's the Kawada gang!

Move! Move!

What'd you go and do that for?

What if the Shinwa gang starts a gang war to retaliate?

You're impossible!

The boss already knows about it.

You go apologize, you hear?

Bro', our guest is leaving.

We're thrilled to have American supplies.

Yoshioka, we're stocked up with the real thing now.

That's right.

Hurry, put those away.

Only animals wear shoes indoors.

Boss...

I'm sorry about what happened.

KAWADA ORGANIZATION OFFICES

You dirty animal!

Shut the fuck up, you whores!

Hey, Ishikawa.

Hear you put on quite the show.

Perfect timing. Let's talk.

KOZABURO IMAI, FUTURE BOSS

They're all "third nationals."

They run a Chinese restaurant near Nakano station.

They use it as their base to treat us Japanese like we're second-rate.

MAKOTO SUGIURA

Which is why it's about time we showed 'em

what's what around here.

Taiwanese, Korean and Chinese living in Japan, known as "third nationals,"

had been liberated by the Allied occupation forces.

Their hatred for Japanese oppression during the war

was now exploding into violence against the Japanese.

Did you get 'em?

I told you we would.

From my GI boyfriend.

Here's another one.

Good.

This girl's my babe.

She whores out of Nakano.

Hi there.

Eat up.

TAKUJI TAMURA, FUTURE LEADER OF IMAI FAMILY

All ready to attack!

How dare you!

Why not!

We're kamikaze. Could be dead in a few hours.

Don't want to leave any regrets behind.

Let me go!

Send us off with a nice fuck. That's what women are for.

If it's service you want, first go beat up those ''thirds."

You just watch me.

Okay, guys. Time to head out.

You just watch!

I win!

That cleans me out.

You got any spare cash?

Let's go!

You thieving Jap bastards!

Come on! Get the hell out of there!

Don't make a sound!

- Madame, what's happening? - Just stay calm!

Yakuzas fighting again. They're pathetic!

Chieko? Chieko!

Go on, answer her.

- Did you lock the front door? - Yes.

Go and check.

It's burning!

Here, take this.

Go on, take it.

Cease firing immediately!

Shit!

Stash this. I'll be back for it someday.

Shit!

You guys are bad, you know?

Fucking thieves!

Shut the fuck up, you chink!

Who you calling thieves!

You fucking ''thirds" suck up to the Yankees.

You know,

you guys lost the war, so that makes you ''fourths", right?

Shut the fuck up!

The Japanese Empire didn't lose to you bastards!

We lost to the goddamn Americans!

Who's the leader of you Japanese?

I am.

Me, too.

Both of you, out!

Hang the motherfuckers!

Keep your mouths shut!

Get inside!

Well, well. Sit down.

Sit yourselves down.

Try one? it's good.

The thing is, those ''thirds" were giving us a real hard time.

But, thanks to you, we were able to arrest them.

Now they'll get four or five years for illegal gambling.

So now, what do we do about you?

Unfortunately, the police are shorthanded these days,

and prisoners are constantly escaping.

What's this world coming to?

What are you waiting for?

Don't let this give you any ideas, now.

Thank you so much!

They're back.

A prison breakout.

For once we got a good cop.

What happened?

We made our case.

If you're escaping, let us go, too!

Asshole! You'll be eating prison slop for 10 years!

We Japanese stick together!

We're taking over your territory.

We'll take your money, too.

Come on, drink up.

We served time together in that juvenile prison in Hokkaido,

and here we are, taking over turf in Tokyo. Now that's something.

Let's dance.

Leave us alone, bitch!

Listen, brother...

don't waste your time with that moldy, outdated Kawada gang.