トラブルシューター

Producers: Yoshihiro Motomura, Hisao Nabeshima & Nobuaki Izaki

Music: Masahiro Kawasaki

Photography: Katsumi Yanagishima

Lighting: Sai Takaya

Recording: Jun Nakamura

Written & Directed by Masato Harada

Now then, let me go on to the next act.

I'd like to introduce a new sensation.

This guy is going to be really big!

I've introduced many different kinds of acts:

whacked-out young idealists, single women,

that girl who flashed her pussy, and even gospel singers!

But this is the most promising newcomer I've ever encountered.

Are you listening, skipper?

You betcha!

He's cracked 40 cases!

Received 25 commendations from the commissioner!

Smarter than Columbo! Prettier than Clint Eastwood!

His debut song is 'A Man's Blues'.

Former metropolitan police detective!

His name is Daisuke Nango!

Tax dodger!

Take those sunglasses off, you creep!

I beg your pardon?

Take those bloody glasses off!

I know exactly what you need.

Five, four, three...

Zero! Fire!

Hey, Daisuke...

You'll need these.

Welcome.

Got a bandage or a band-aid?

Cocoa.

We'll have a band-aid and two cocoas, please.

Band-aid, cocoa and two cocoas.

No, two cocoas.

Right, band-aid, cocoa, two cocoas and...

- Yes! Iced cocoa. - One hot and one iced cocoa.

That's enough, Sho.

Daisuke, strike a cool pose.

- Do you live here? - No, I don't. How about you?

I'm travelling around, promoting my new song.

You left the police force?

Some woman trouble?

A yakuza gangster's moll?

What're you doing these days?

Day-laboring on a pile-driver. I saw your poster...

so I hightailed it up here to catch the show.

Got your fare back to Tokyo?

No. Have you got enough for us both?

No way! I had to pay damages.

For the fight?

Well, who cares.

Dai, check this out.

It says, "Star detective, Daisuke Nango".

Band-aid, cocoa and iced cocoa.

She's a suicide waiting to happen.

It's not your problem.

He was a top cop...

until they fired him over that gangster's moll.

She can't go home because the yakuza are waiting there.

They come every night to make trouble.

Her son's a yakuza, too.

He went missing with the contents of their safe.

She can't go to the cops, can she?

Why not?

Because it's stolen money. All 10 million yen!

She tried to repay them by selling off some land.

But get this! Now they reckon she owes them 50 million.

Interest, plus damages.

Let's have a chat.

Look: "Multi-talented entertainer & star detective Nango."

He's with me. That's him there.

He makes out like he's a singer, but he's actually one of them...

Untouchables.

We give free consultations.

Their hangout is in that warehouse.

We'll go and talk to them. You'll sell your land, right?

For my son's sake, I have to...

but the land's only worth 10 million.

Forget about the interest.

What about your fee?

If you'll excuse me. Let me out.

Maybe a deposit?

Is 500,000 yen enough?

- That's good. - No, no charge.

Don't do that. Leave the money side to me.

Let's get started.

You've got a bad head for figures.

- Leave the accounting to me. - This isn't about making money.

That's where you're wrong. It pays much better than singing.

- What do you mean? - Because...

Look, she's genuflecting!

She just bowed.

But inside she'll be saying a prayer, you bet.

Be a man, stop crying!

You go easy on him, okay?

They were really tough.

If you're going to fight, at least win!

Everyone was fighting. I couldn't just stand by.

Get the door.

Yakuza have got to be flexible!

See, I'm studying these new anti-racketeering laws.

Boss, it's some guys saying they represent a Mrs Kubota.

- Who the hell's Kubota? - Hideo's mother.

What about Mrs Kubota?

Mr Kaiyama?

My card.

Studying up on the new racketeering laws, huh?

Her son owes me 50 million.

If she's ready to pay, I'm happy to talk.

If she isn't, I suggest you leave before my men get fidgety.

Mrs Kubota has sought my advice.

She told us that her son, Hideo, was a gang-member...

here from spring 1989 until December 1990.

You confirm that?

At midnight on December 13, Hideo stole 10 million from your safe.

He hasn't been seen since.

Word is out to all the Families; he'll turn up.

Since your money was stolen and Hideo went missing,

your men have been harassing Mrs Kubota.

Sure, there's no telling when he'll come back.

With interest, it's up to 50 million now.

I'm afraid the lady cannot endure any more torment.

- So she asked for our help. - Well, we've got a living to make.

Even before the new law is enacted, what you're doing...

is grounds for a warrant.

I'll counter-sue for embezzlement.

No, this isn't about embezzlement.

We're just sorting out a loan.

Have you ever heard of "under false pretences"?

It means deliberate deception.

Fortunately, this hasn't reached the level of fraud.

The police wouldn't even look at your shaky case.

It'll probably boomerang on you.

They'll ask you where you got 10 million in cash.

The tax office will be on your case.

Are you serious?

Yes, I am. But there is one thing...

- You must get your money back. - Exactly!

So, let's join forces and work out a way to accomplish that.

The first thing you have to do is simple:

forget about all those extra charges.

Get your money back and you're happy, right?

Yes, please.

Hey, show the man some manners!

Actually, we're consultants.

We charge 20%, discounted to 5%.

A one-time fee only.

Start by withdrawing your men from Kubota's.

And rescind your order to the Families.

No need to kill him if you get your money back.

Certainly not!

I must be getting old.

When I'm broke, no one wants to know a mug like me.

Except for you.

Okay, I'll take my cut.

No, thanks. You take it all.

I'll hold it. You've got a bad head for figures.

Yes, you're right.

Ain't life grand!

I feel like I've become a capitalist!

- What are you to me again? - Come again?

I know you're Daisuke and all, but I wonder...

just how you see me in all this.

You gotta be kidding!

As time goes by,

my memories of the past fade away.

When did I see you last time?

Five years ago. My father's funeral.

No wonder I didn't remember it.

Hey, listen up, Sho... You're my father's younger brother.

- Wonder where he is today? - Probably not here.

We beat him up badly yesterday.

It was fun. Like the old days.

It sure was.

We should start a business.

There are many cases like Mrs Kubota's.

I'll handle all the sales.

You just sit back and act presidential.

We've got enough money to rent an office.

Enough for a phone, too.

Please... let me be your disciple.

Your disciple. I beg you.

That ain't such a good idea.

Actually, he's a bad singer.

- I'm quite good. - No, he's a trouble-shooter.

What's that?

An expert in helping others by solving their problems.

In these uncertain times, we really need such men.

The yakuza gangsters have no future.

See? A business! You've already got two employees.

It's not that simple.

For example, if you engage in extortion...

before the new racketeering law is enacted,

it's enough to state the name of your Family to scare the victim.

That alone suffices to frighten them into paying up.

But such a tactic would be a violation of the new law.

It is legal grounds for arrest.

The police will intervene.