Ninja: Shadow of a Tear

Milestones of the Century.

Despite the season of heavy rainfall,

Japanese forces continue to push through

the Shan state of Burma toward Mandalay.

Allied forces have reported the use

of special Japanese ghost soldiers,

who are said to be able to survive

in the hostile jungle terrain for months on end

using stealth tactics and crude ancient weapons.

One thing is certain, her allies in the Pacific

are pressing for yet another brutal encounter

with the Japanese invader who poses an even

greater threat with the use of the mysterious killing art

known as "ninja. "

Hai.

Hai.

Hai.

Particularly, if you get married.

Are you sure you don't want to call the police? Yes, I'm sure.

It's just money.

They're still out there.

No. Couple of punks looking for an easy score. Trust me.

They're long gone.

What?

Are you sure you're okay?

All right.

You're right.

I'm a little upset.

About what?

About the fact that...

I didn't get you this sooner.

What is it?

Open it.

The symboI for happiness.

M mm. Casey.

It's beautifuI. Here.

For you.

And our baby.

You didn't finish your gyoza.

Lost my appetite.

Not me.

I love you.

Me too.

Casey.

Casey, are you awake?

What's the matter?

Nothing.

Go back to sleep.

No, tell me.

Namiko.

I want Black Thunder Chocolate.

Again?

Sorry.

I'll get it.

Never mind. It's okay.

You don't have to. No, it's fine.

I'll just run down to super, okay?

I'll be right back.

You really don't have to. Stop it.

I want to, okay?

Casey?

I n that case, can you also get some...

Tao Kae Noi?

Chocolate and seaweed?

Konnichiwa.

Namiko.

You're never gonna believe how...

No!

Namiko!

No.

This was always a special place to her.

This is where she took me after she told me she was pregnant.

I didn't know.

I'm very sorry for your loss.

How did you hear?

Thailand is not exactly the North Pole.

She was like a little sister to me.

What are the police saying?

Robbery.

They say it's a trend around here.

I have my doubts.

Doubts?

It's not important.

Why don't you come to my dojo in Thailand?

Get away from this darkened place for a while.

Train.

Begin to empty yourself of grief.

Thank you, senpai.

But I have some unfinished business.

What sort of business, Casey?

Thank you for coming.

Paying your respects.

Come in.

I have a long memory.

Yes sir. Good.

Okay.

Welcome...

Casey-san.

I am pleased you changed your mind.

It was a good time for me to come.

Awake from death.

Return to life.

I hope so, senpai.

Casey-san...

please meet H iroshi and Lucas,

my senior students.

You don't remember me, do you?

No.

I visited Tagadao's dojo about 10 years ago.

I came with H iroshi from Toronto.

You were already the man back then.

I still tell people the way you sparred with the bow,

fantastic.

It was against, what was his name?

Masasuka.

That's it.

Anyway, sensei said you might come here,

and I'm glad you did.

So, why do you stay here in this country?

I stay to honor my father's wish.

Why Thailand?

After the war, when my father

returned to Osaka, he did not like what he saw.

He said Japan had lost her way.

My father was not what you call a flexible man.

He was part of Fujita Seiko's speciaI fighting force.

Fujita Seiko?

1940, Fujita led 2,500 soldiers into the Burmese jungle.

A unit trained like no other.

A unit of ninja.

2,500 soldiers into the jungle,

only 14 came out. My father was one of them.

I believe he would've traveled all the way to Burma if he had been allowed to.

But he settled here instead.

Founded this martiaI arts schooI.

Collected all the Asian artifacts.

Excuse me.

What is our code?

To have no code.

What is our way?

Every way.

What is our goaI?

To thrive in the shadows as our enemies perish in the sunlight.

Ready?

Sorry.

Casey!

Casey!

I suppose you think you have an excuse for such behavior.

I'm sorry, sen, but... No apologies.

Do you remember the ?

Hai.

You have lost controI.

It is time for .

Remember, you have to controI your emotions.

Do not let your emotions controI you.

Hai.

Hey.

You need a bib.

You need some manners.

What?

What?

Get up.

H it me.

Come on, hit me.

Again.

Yeah. Again!

My god.

What happened to you?

Give me the basket. No, it's my turn. I got it.

J ust give it to me. I'll pick the fruit.

Why are you helping me?

It's okay.