Yakuza Hooligans (893 愚連隊)

TOEI COMPANY, LTD.

Produced by: Kanji AMAO, Goro KUSAKABE Screenplay by: Sadao NAKAJIMA

Photography by: Shigeru AKATSUKA Art Direction by: Seiji YADA Music by: Kenjiro HIROSE Editor: Tadao KANDA

CAST

Hiroki MATSUKATA

Kazuko INENO, Yuriko MISHIMA, Hideo TAKAMATSU

Junko MIYAZONO, Yukiko KUWAHARA, Masaomi KONDO, Ichiro ARAKI, Ken SANDERS

Tatsuo ENDO, Kyosuke MACHIDA, Yoshinobu HIROSE, Takuya FUJIOKA, Keishiro KOJIMA, Yuji NANTO

Shigeru AMACHI

Director: Sadao NAKAJIMA

To Kinkakuji Temple.

Kinkakuji Temple.

Anyone? We have a special fare here.

Regular taxis charge 55 to 85 cents.

Really.

Yes, thank you.

To Kawara Town.

Kawara Town. Kawara Town.

It's a shared ride, you know,

but we keep the fare low.

Kawara Town.

How much?

- It's 15 cents. - That's cheap.

- Wanna go? - Let's go.

- Hey, what's up? - Need one more.

Okay, hold on.

- Hold on. - Okay.

Hey, you wanna go to Kawara Town?

How much?

Fifteen cents.

Okay, thanks.

- Hurry. - Okay, this way.

Okay, off you go.

Yes, please, get in.

- Kawara Town. - Yes.

All clear.

Thank you.

- That was so-so. - Not bad.

That's a third for each of us.

That's a decent amount.

Ah, you're the ones.

What're you doing? Soliciting rides with unlicensed cabs?!

Huh? We dunno what yer talkin' about.

I dunno.

We've got the evidence.

Punks like you are a disgrace to Kyoto.

What're you talkin' about?

What? Come with me!

Kawara Town.

Shit! That business is gone now.

And to think they make a living on our taxes.

- Do you pay taxes? - No, I don't

I'm gonna smash your head in!

- Be careful! - Sony.

He suddenly ran out there.

Hey!

How about this, bro? Let's fake accidents.

Not with people,

but car-on-car.

Do like this... Get rear-ended, then we can get money.

Men, who are driving women, are always gazing to the side.

Sounds like a good idea.

Go ahead and do some research on that.

Okay, I will.

Do you have anything smaller?

Oh? Well, I'll go break this then come back.

Sorry. Thank you.

Damn those ride-stealers!

That counterfeit bill sure is useful.

- Yes, it is. - Thank you.

I'm hungry. How about some takoyaki?

Okay. Do your thing.

15-cent's worth, right?

Here... Thank you.

- Um, can I...? - Huh?

I haven't gotten my takoyaki yet.

I just gave it to...

- Who was that guy? - Who...?

Whatever. Just stop talking.

- Gimme my money back. - I'm sony, but...

- Now! - Uh...

Welcome.

Brother!

Aren't you Brother Sugiyama?

I'm Jiro.

Jiro Taniguchi.

- Oh, you're Jiro? - Yes.

When did you get back?

- I just got back. - Is that so.

If you like, please come over to our place.

We can help you out.

- Let us do that. - It's none of your business.

Hey, let's go take a walk.

Yo.

Who was that, bro?

After retuming from kamikaze duty,

he started a hoodlum gang with this store's owner.

It's been 14, 15 years.

He killed a Chinese guy, and was thrown in jail.

Oh, he's back from jail.

That's why he looks so tough.

That's when I was selling grilled squid legs.

Back in those days, the black market was fun.

Brother was selling dried squid legs.

- Uncle, here you go. - Thanks.

Come, come see a dancing cat.

No tricks here.

This cat was raised far away in New York in America.

This cat is one of a kind.

Hey!

Take this!

Yo, what's wrong with you?

What's he up to?

Kurokawa? He's a yakuza now.

He's moving up in the Ojo Clan.

Why?

No, I was remembering.

Didn't the three of us toast to our careers?

The most successful one becomes our leader.

- You're the one. - What's this talk, now.

I'm making an honest living now.

For now, relax at my place until you find a job.

I didn't tell you, but Yumi and I are together.

Welcome back.

Nice. You found a good one for us.

T hear he failed the college boards.

Seems like he wants to go to college.

Sounds stupid.

Yeah, but why are you looking for a guy?

I could understand looking for a woman.

If these guys want to attract a woman, they need money.

A good-lookin' guy like him doesn't need money.

He'll bring women in.

And make us money.

Well, go bring him over here.

Okay.

Can I get some juice?

You flashiness sure pisses me off!

We're hoodlums. Just take a seat.

Whaddya think about becoming one of us?

You're a hoodlum, right?

I'm going to a prep school.

If you frequent these places, you won't get into college.

I don't even want to go to college.

My old man keeps pushing me to go.

But I know that I'm not smart enough to get in.

Your old man didn't go to college, right?

It's okay. It's okay.

Going to college is meaningless.

Breaking bad is normal nowadays.

That's how the world is, so we should be thankful.

Even if you work your butt off, nobody cares.

Imagine if there were no hoodlums.

It'd be crazy out there!

No matter how much we strive, we'll never become bosses.

It's like it was when there were kings.

If you're not bom into the king's family... too bad.

In contrast, we hoodlums are democratic.

Unlike yakuza, we don't have a boss.

The money we make is only for our use.

And we split it evenly among the members.

That's real democracy.

Why don't you go ahead and take a bath?

Why don't you go first?

Sugi.

You go.

Let's go take a bath, Daddy.

Yeah? Okay.

In that case, we'll go first.

Keep his sake cup full.

Sugi,

I intended to wait for you to return.

But...

a woman just cannot live on her own.

So you got together with him in order to have a life?

Well, that's okay.

I'm happy now.

I do not want anyone to destroy my present life.

SUGI / YUMI

The world has changed while you were away.

Things have calmed down.

What're you doing?!

Sugi.

Daddy.

Daddy.

Get a life, man.

- Need a ride? - Huh?

I'll give you a good discount.

We call one's head "peten”.

The eyes are "gan".

The fingers are "enko”.

The stomach is "mosa”.

When you're hungry, you say "mosa-goke”.

Men are "toko-suke”. Women are "nao-suke”.

Women are also called "suke”.

Another's wife is "ba-shita”, it's a samurai word.

It means “under the horse”.

Anice-looking woman is called "hakui-suke".

Ahome is called "yasa” or "kantan-bachi".

The police are called "red place”.