Altered Carbon: Resleeved (オルタード・カーボン：リスリーブド)

In the 21st century,

mankind began colonizing outer space...

expanding the world they live in,

as well as life itself.

PLANET LATIMER

Move! You idiot!

Go around that way.

Get lost.

You little twirp!

Damn it...

The hell are you doing?

- There she is! - Get her!

What...?

The heck?

Over there, the elevator!

Close... Come on, close!

Damn it!

The fuck she playing at?

Consciousness was digitized

and stored on a device called a "stack."

Digital consciousness became one's identity,

the body, nothing but a replaceable vessel.

In an age where bodies became disposable objects called sleeves,

physical death no longer inspired any fear or dread in people.

The rich started to enjoy lifespans

that were as long as the stars.

The world's a stage with players and voyeurs!

If it's all the same, you might as well dance, come on!

For tea to raise your spirits, go straight to the left.

If you want to screw a dead lover, come around back to the right.

We've got a premium sleeve waiting for you.

Sick of Latimer?

The needlecast behind the dance floor will send you to another planet.

Here we go!

- There she is. - The world's a stage...

- Come here! - ...with players and voyeurs!

This one's been transmitted from another planet.

Hand him Case 305.

The needlecast?

You.

Get me a mirror.

At least put something on, will ya?

Hey.

Mr. Tanaseda told us to give this to you.

Let me through!

Out of the way!

Boss is worried about you, Miss Holly.

It's dangerous for you to be out alone.

Come back to headquarters.

Let go. I'm leaving this planet.

You can't protect me.

What the...?

Holly Togram?

Come with me.

Liar! You said you'd needlecast me over there.

Are you listening?

We had a deal.

Mute member three.

- Muting member three. - Hey!

I see you met my guy, Takeshi.

How does that sleeve suit you?

We prepared the highest grade soldier's body available there.

Reflexes are good, but it has a heavy nicotine addiction.

Still get the urge to smoke in VR, do you?

The hand remembers.

So Mr. Tanaseda,

didn't you want me to look into your brother's death?

I doubt the girl knows anything.

That girl is a tattooist for the Mizumoto syndicate,

the yakuza organization my brother used to head.

She'll get you into Mizumoto HQ without arousing any suspicion.

I don't need her to get in.

I don't doubt it. You are an Envoy, after all.

However,

the mystery of my brother's real death lies in the succession ceremony.

A tattooist is needed for the ritual.

I need her to get into the ceremony?

That's right. The ceremony is in two days.

If we miss this one, we'll have to wait years for the next one.

Mute deactivated manually.

We had a deal!

- You said you'd transmit me! - Mute member three.

- Muting member three. - Why...

Adjust display levels.

Your payment is as we discussed.

The grudges against you in Harlan's World...

I'll make them disappear.

That's it?

What more could you want?

End command entered.

Takeshi Kovacs, the last living Envoy who brought down the Saito syndicate.

What? You're Takeshi Kovacs the Envoy?

It's been a year since Quellcrist Falconer and your sister died.

What more do you have to lose?

I'm counting on you, Takeshi Kovacs.

We're going to Mizumoto HQ.

No way!

Plus, Envoys are terrorists. You're a fugitive.

What do you think you're doing?

If the assassin comes back, we're done for.

That brat...

What am I, a babysitter?

What's your problem...

Holly of the Mizumoto syndicate?

I'm Gena of UN's CTAC.

I need you to cooperate.

CTAC? What do you want with me?

You were talking with the Tanaseda syndicate.

They're under strict CTAC surveillance.

I learned about you from that communication.

Thought we wouldn't know?

How careless of you.

As are you.

I'm her babysitter.

Come over here.

Are you a Mizumoto yakuza?

There's no bigger scum than gangsters who use children.

Requesting backup! Second platoon, come in...

Get behind me.

Are they with you?

What do you think?

Help...

A "real death"...

His digital consciousness won't be retrievable.

His sleeve... it's enhanced for combat.

CTAC and ninja sleeves...

This job can't get any worse.

It's after her!

There are more?

Duck, Holly!

This is Gena.

Enemy fighters have wiped out the unit.

Requesting body collection.

Holly of the Mizumoto syndicate,

why would they target a tattooist like you?

I'm... leaving the Mizumoto syndicate.

CTAC is looking into the Mizumoto syndicate.

What's going on inside?

Who hired those mercenaries?

Shinji...

He's planning a coup.

Shinji... The incoming boss?

I'm taking you back to the syndicate. We need you to cooperate.

No!

Hold on. We have business with the Mizumoto syndicate, too.

Step aside.

Why don't I arrest you and hand you over to the UN,

Mr. Babysitter?

Planning on walking into a yakuza headquarters wearing that?

Damn it.

Neither of us want any more trouble, do we?

Wait.

I'm not going back there!

Let me go! I want to get off this planet.

Forget it. Tanaseda won't listen to you.

Pretty open for a yakuza headquarters.

They run a hotel, too.

It's connected to headquarters.

Ogai.

Holly. I see you went out again.

I told you it's dangerous.

So is this place.

Thank you both for escorting Holly here.

She's always going off by herself.

The Mizumoto syndicate proudly presents the oldest luxury hotel on Latimer,

the Wild Geese.

I am Ogai, your guide.

Do you have a reservation?

You can also choose to just dine.

Let me know if you'd prefer that.

However, the karaoke house on the 11th floor

is only open to overnight guests.

- We hope you understand. - Holly.

Turn him off.

Ogai RM 62217 can only be deactivated by Genzo.

Genzo... The boss?

Yes. Ogai's master is Genzo, head of the Mizumoto syndicate.

Of course, that will switch over once the succession takes place.

Holly.

So you're back.

I keep telling you not to go out alone.

You must be Genzo.

Turn him off, will you?

What did you just say?

What kind of way is that to talk to Mr. Shinji?

You want your ass kicked?

Looks like there was no need to change after all.

Shut up. It's not my fault.

This is Mr. Shinji, our incoming boss.

You better show some respect.

Put the gun away, you bastard!

Shinji. These two are my bodyguards.

They saved me from an attack where two of our men were killed.

You were attacked again?

This is...

Ken Kakura.

Gena.

That's still no reason to disrespect Mr. Shinji, is it?

There must be consequences.

Mr. Shinji? Wait...