"I hate giving up without doing something." "I'd rather just get it done." "And if it's fun too, all the better." "Like what exactly?" "Anything." "If it's worth doing." "Even a crime?" "I didn't say anything like that." "That's not fair." "Sorry." "Even I can tell the difference between right and wrong." "Huh." "So you've got morals, Matsuoka?" "I do." "You might not believe me, but I have my own morality." "It might be a little hard for you to understand though, Mr. Detective." "Really?" "That's too bad." "Hey officer." "Can I get a smoke?" "Like hell you can." "But it's been a week." "Sir, Matsuoka's about to be transferred." "I want to talk with him more." "You can't." "He's in the public prosecutors' hands now." "Nogami, he's a perfect psychopath." "A sample that comes along once in a lifetime." "He killed eight people." "He's just another asshole." "Come on." "Just one more day." "I've got so much to ask him." "Suspect on the loose!" "Suspect loose!" "Suspect loose!" "Suspect loose and armed!" "What are you doing?" "Don't." "Let her go." "Hey." "I'll reason with him." "Mr. Detective." "I enjoyed our chat." "Matsuoka, isn't this pointless?" "There's no way out." "Is that so?" "You never know." "Nogami, stand down." "Think this through." "Right now, you have all the power." "This can go any way you want." "But if you hurt her, you'll squander that precious power." "You said you had a morality." "Come on, give that to me." "You'll try to take it, won't you?" "I promise I won't." "Turn your back to me." "I will." "You really did." "How do you like my morality?" "Get them to hospital!" "Sir, are you alright?" "Yasuko?" "Is this for the kitchen?" "Yeah, leave it there." "ONE YEAR LATER" "Put Max outside?" "Please." "OK, from today you're an outside dog." "We haven't been able to relax like this for years." "That's true." "Peaceful really is best." "Are you glad you quit?" "Yeah." "How's your university job?" "You know, it's quite fun, talking to students." "Maybe being a professor suits me." "That's a relief." "Right." "Back to work." "Better do this before it gets dark." "What's that?" "Say hi to our neighbours." "Yes?" "Hello." "We've just moved in." "We're the Takakuras." "Hi there." "I guess we'll see each other around." "Sure." "This... is just a little something." "We don't associate with people around here." "You start to feel obligated." "It's just a bother." "My mother." "She's bedridden." "Oh, that must be difficult." "Yasuko, we should go." "Well, it was nice to meet you." "Next one?" "You push it." "Me?" "Some other time?" "In the 20th century, serial killers began to appear in every country." "In other words, it's a very modern form of crime." "Their study and categorization is most advanced in the US." "We now know that there are three main types." "They are 'Organized', 'Disorganized', and 'Mixed Characteristic'." "With regard to the first two, the FBI has accurately defined their attributes, and their arrest rate has increased." "But Mixed Characteristic serial killers are thought to be beyond analysis." "The motives, patterns, and continuity of their murders are erratic, giving us little to work with." "Actually, the serial killing cases I was involved with were all Mixed Characteristic." "Ultimately, criminal psychology and FBI-style scientific analysis were of no use at all." "Okawa, can I ask you something?" "Sure." "What do professors here usually do after teaching a class?" "Research." "In their field of specialty." "No kidding." "So, what are you doing now?" "Classification." "Of felonies in Kanto over the last ten years." "Wow." "This is impressive." "Thanks." "What's this one?" "A robbery-murder in Nakamachi." "Closed case." "And this?" "A random killing in Aoba Town." "Also closed." "And this one out there?" "Well..." "Three members of a family disappeared in Hino City." "It's unsolved." "Hino City, huh?" "It occurred six years ago." "Yohei and Kyoko Honda, and their son Yosuke all went missing." "Mr. Takakura, did you work on this case?" "Not directly." "But why's it a crime?" "Beats me." "Their daughter was left behind." "Saki." "She was a junior high third year." "I remember now." "Her testimony kept changing, until it was inadmissible." "Where does she live now?" "Don't know." "It doesn't say in here." "Neighbourhood photos?" "None, I'm afraid." "Really." "Mr. Takakura, want to go?" "To the crime scene." "Huh?" "I always wanted to see a real detective investigating a crime scene." "Drop it." "I'm not a detective anymore." "'Nishino'" "What's that?" "Oh, I'm sorry!" "I thought you weren't home." "I'm your new neighbour, Yasuko Takakura." "This is a little something..." "I asked you what that is." "Oh, it's chocolates." "Chocolates?" "The expensive ones that cost 1,000 yen a piece?" "Those ones?" "Actually, no..." "Is that so?" "You know, I don't mind chocolates." "Then please, take them." "Do you have a dog at home?" "I do." "I like dogs too." "He's been properly trained." "You trained your dog?" "Yes..." "That's a good thing." "If he bothers you, please let us know." "I will." "It was nice to meet you." "That's the Honda residence." "Where?" "Brown tiled roof, near the tracks." "What do you think?" "Something smell fishy?" "Not all the way up here." "Looks uninhabited." "Seem suspicious?" "Maybe..." "I don't know." "Do we go in?" "No, let's not." "This is as far as we should go." "I'm home." "Hi." "My hands are a bit tied right now." "Don't worry, I'm fine." "The lights are on at the Nishino place." "Should I go say hi?" "Maybe you should." "It's late." "I'll do it another time." "It's ready." "Wow, you really went to town." "I used what we had, but it's fancy." "Delicious." "Really?" "I'm glad." "Did something happen today?" "It's no big deal." "What?" "Our neighbour, Mr. Nishino." "He gave me the creeps." "Yeah?" "How come?" "He wouldn't talk to me properly." "He's odd, like he has no social skills." "Some people don't." "But most dangerous criminals seem super nice to their neighbours, so I guess he's safe." "Oh please." "The killer brought four prostitutes to his room, handcuffed and raped them, then flew them all to the mountains in his plane, released them in a forest, and hunted them with a rifle." "Everything's bigger in the US." "Long time no see, sir." "You did well to find me." "Yes." "Glad to see you're looking well." "All healed up now?" "I called your mobile several times..." "I changed it." "So that's it." "You didn't want to see me?" "What is it you want?" "Just a small favour." "I hear you visited that house in Hino." "You heard quick." "I'm a cop after all." "Why did you go there?" "Thank you." "I did go to the house in Hino." "I wondered why it was treated as a crime, with little justification." "Those three family members might have chosen to disappear." "But they left their daughter behind." "That still bugs me to this day." "The unreliable witness." "That's her." "Why was she left behind, alone?" "Did the investigating officers really try to figure her out?" "I doubt it." "She was a junior high student at the time." "I think she would've been mature enough." "If it had been you on the case..." "You were the only detective well-versed in criminal psychology..." "It's what got me into that mess." "Don't dredge that up again now." "Sorry." "By the way, do you want to meet her?" "The girl." "Other cops won't touch the case." "Voluntary questioning's out too." "Even if I say I want to see her, she'll never agree to it." "But if you asked, she might..." "Nogami, before we do that, let's go back to the house." "It's suspicious as hell." "It feels exactly like a crime scene." "Oh yeah." "Wait right here." "Sit." "Max!" "Don't do that!" "I'm so sorry!" "Come here." "Max!" "Come here!" "Max!" "Come!" "I like dogs, but I'm not used to them..." "I'm so sorry." "Come on." "Are you alright?" "Mrs. Takakura." "I'm sorry... for the other day." "Please, don't be." "I apologise for being rude." "You weren't, really." "People around here are so unfriendly and antisocial," "I guess it rubbed off on me." "Really?" "I won't be rude from now on." "Oh, your chocolates." "Were they handmade?" "Yes." "Could you tell?" "Of course!" "They were divine." "They were?" "Oh, good!" "See you around." "Looking forward to it." "It's my daughter." "Hey!" "Mio!" "It's just me, her, and my wife." "Hi." "Hello." "This is Mrs. Takakura." "Hi, I'm Mio Nishino." "Hi there." "That's Max." "Nice to meet you!" "Lucky you, Max." "I envy your courage, Mio." "Hope to meet your wife soon." "What does that mean?" "Nothing, really..." "You meant nothing?" "Yes." "Mio, Mum's waiting." "This is my first time coming here, but it sure does feel..." "You've got it too?" "That bad feeling." "I do." "It feels exactly like a crime scene." "Excuse me, aren't you Saki Honda?" "We're not police." "You're reporters?" "No." "I'm Takakura, a professor at Toraku University." "This is..." "His assistant, Nogami." "I teach criminal psychology." "I came purely out of academic interest." "How about you?" "I used to live here." "But not for six years now." "Sorry." "I have nothing to say." "Please." "Just give us a few minutes." "Ms. Honda." "If you need any help, I'd be glad to oblige." "I know this sounds phony, but we're seeking the truth." "That's all we're after." "Don't you want to know what happened here six years ago?" "I'm going now." "Wait..." "She must've had a rough ride, from the media and the police." "She did." "But still, why did she come here now, after all this time?" "Mr. Takakura?" "I thought so." "I'm Nishino from next door." "Good to meet you." "Your wife is..." "How should I say it?" "She's been nosing around, and it's a nuisance." "Why is she so prying?" "I'm sorry." "Word travels fast around here." "If people get suspicious, it becomes unlivable." "I'll tell her." "Does our happiness bother her that much?" "I'm really sorry." "Listen." "I'm telling you this because you seem trustworthy." "If I didn't warn you like this, what do you think would happen?" "Let's just keep it between us." "Let's eat." "Is something wrong?" "Well..." "Our neighbour Nishino really is a creep." "You think so too?" "I saw him on my way home, and he ranted at me." "What did he say?" "A bunch of garbage." "About Max?" "No, just utter bullshit." "I've forgotten it already." "Don't worry." "Any trouble, and I'll talk to friends on the force." "You should forget about being a good neighbour." "It's not worth the hassle." "Yes?" "I'm Takakura." "I called yesterday." "Is Saki Honda...?" "No, she isn't." "She isn't?" "She's not here." "Don't come again!" "Grandma, he's OK." "Sorry." "Let's talk downstairs." "Sure." "To be honest, I don't know what the truth is anymore." "My memory's been fuzzy since the day they disappeared." "I see." "But..." "lately, fragments of images suddenly pop into my head." "Whether they're real or not..." "One out often might be the truth." "Trying to find it can be an interesting process." "'Interesting'?" "Sorry." "I always confuse work with personal interests." "That's why you're doing this?" "Yes." "But I take it seriously." "Hello." "Oh, hello!" "Home from school, huh?" "Yes?" "It's Yasuko Takakura." "I made too much stew last night." "Er, I brought some." "No, I might spill it." "Your wife can..." "Want to meet her?" "My wife." "She's home?" "She is." "Come on in." "I will, if you don't mind." "Coming in." "Right." "Come on in." "Something wrong?" "What?" "No." "Then come on in." "Oh, Mio." "Mrs. Takakura wants to meet Mum." "Mum's got no friends, so she'll be happy to make one." "Er..." "Let's do this another day." "Why?" "My husband will be home soon." "Your husband is a fine fellow." "The other day, we chatted on the street." "Ladies must love him." "No, not really." "Bye now." "Hey, your stew." "Oh, right." " Sorry to bother you." " No bother at all." "Mrs. Takakura?" "Next time, please meet my wife." "She's been ill for quite some time." "It's depression." "I don't know what to do..." "I'm truly at my wits' end." "Sorry to make you wait." "Please talk freely." "OK." "Shall we get started?" "I promise not to disclose anything you say to the police, the media, or anyone else." "First, state your name." "Saki Honda." "Ms. Honda, you've recently begun to recall certain memories from six years ago." "Could you describe them for me?" "They're memories of my family before they disappeared." "Such as?" "When would it have been?" "In the afternoon." "I came home from school, and my mother was talking on the phone with someone." "She spoke so softly, I couldn't hear what she was saying, but she was obviously afraid." "I felt like I'd seen something I shouldn't have seen." "Why did you feel that way?" "My mother didn't notice at all that I'd come home." "She was preoccupied." "It wasn't like that so much." "It was like she was being controlled by whoever was on the other end of the line." "She was probably talking to someone she owed money to." "That's what I told the police." "Is it true that your mother was in debt to several money lenders?" "Yes." "But..." "You're not fully convinced?" "One other time, Mum was caught up in a phone call." "She talked in whispers, like she didn't want us to hear." "But sometimes she burst out laughing, or even spoke in a babyish voice..." "Now I think she might have been talking to the same person." "Have you told the police?" "No." "I see." "Have you recalled anything about other members of your family?" "My father was always busy at work, and came home late, so he doesn't figure much." "But... once I saw him talking on the phone late at night..." "It seemed totally normal." "He occasionally laughed, or got irritated, like he was talking with an old friend..." "Come to think of it," "I think it could've been the same person my mother talked to." "Hmm, that's interesting." "Sorry, that was a thoughtless thing to say." "I don't know why that seems possible." "My brother also..." "He had similar phone calls?" "No." "He was a high school student back then." "But he often came home late at night, smelling of alcohol." "At the time, I just presumed he'd fallen in with a bad crowd, but thinking about it now, he didn't have friends like that, and he wouldn't have gone out drinking on his own." "I'm convinced that someone was forcing him to drink, regularly." "Maybe by whoever Mum and Dad talked to." "I see." "Maybe it's all my imagination." "No, it seems to me you're on the verge of a breakthrough." "Do you have any idea who this mystery person might be?" "You sense they were involved in your family's disappearance." "I do." "So why haven't they ever come in contact with you?" "I don't know." "Maybe I was their next target." "But you survived by chance?" "Yes." "I left on a school trip three days before." "The day you left was the last time you saw your family." "Did you notice anything strange?" "I forgot." "Does that mean you might remember?" "Does it?" " Takakura..." " Shut up." "Ms. Honda, does it?" "Your memories prior to the disappearance are vital." "Is there anything else?" "I told the police already, over and over." "They were ordinary people." "That's all I know." "That's all I can tell you." "I'm sorry." "I got..." "Are we done?" "Yes." "You're no different." "You tear into people's emotions like dissecting a lab rat." "I'm truly sorry." "Will she ever come back?" "I know she will." "Half her memory came back, so she'll want to know the rest." "No matter how painful it is." "Sir, you've still got it." "Get this straight." "I'm doing this for personal interest." "I'm not a cop." "Did you get it?" "Play it back." "I'm home." "Hey there." "I called several times." "Oh, sorry." "I left my phone off." "Guests?" "Well..." "Hello, Mr. Takakura." "Welcome home." "I'm giving a cooking lesson." "Is that right?" "Why?" "Not so much for Mr. Nishino, but for Mio." "Sorry to intrude." "Let's eat." "Bon appetit." "I'll get some wine." "Oh, thanks." "This is delicious!" "You're a whiz in the kitchen." "Oh please, don't say that." "This was made by Mio." "Yum!" "Way to go, Mio!" "I'm impressed!" "Mr. Nishino?" "We'll show Mum how to make this." "She can do it if she puts her mind to it." "Mr. Nishino..." "What line of work are you in?" "I didn't tell you?" "No." "I'm director of a little institute." "An institute?" "What kind?" "Stocks and such." "Stocks?" "What kind of stocks do you handle?" "All kinds." "Valuable and not so valuable." "Such as?" "Koichi, it's rude to ask so much." "Oh?" "Did I offend you?" "Not at all." "But you understand, don't you?" "With a job like mine, I have to get my hands dirty." "Talking work around my daughter and your wife isn't a good idea." "Mio doesn't want to hear it, do you?" "I get your point." "Sorry." "Next time, stop by." "I'll tell you everything." "I can show you some interesting things too." "OK." "Sometime soon." "Yes." "Sometime soon." "Oh, this is couscous." "It's tasty as is, or soaked in this soup." "Tasty." "Had some." "Aren't we lucky?" "Stop it!" "He's a weirdo." "You think?" "He's actually quite nice." "I wouldn't trust him." "Why not?" "Intuition." "A detective's?" "You haven't changed." "Despite everything you went through." "The day before my school trip, on the last night I saw my family, all of them were talking together in the living room." "I presumed it was about my brother's career path." "I think I heard one of them say, 'it's perfect timing.' 'it's perfect timing'?" "Yes." "'She'll be away for a week, so it's perfect timing...' I think." "Perfect timing for what?" "To meet someone." "Oh, I see." "I think the three of them absolutely had to meet someone, and they decided to do it while I was away." "The mystery person..." "One and the same." "It must have been." "Actually..." "I might have imagined it, but I think I saw him once." "Who was it?" "I think he was staring at me..." "That's what I remember." "Could you be a bit more specific?" "Specific..." "Let me see..." "He was looking up at me." "Which means, you were somewhere higher than him?" "Yes." "I was looking down on him from somewhere higher, and our eyes met..." "It was... from the window in my room." "Yes." "He was in the yard of the house next door." "Next door?" "Whose house was it?" "It says 'Mizuta.'" "Mizuta?" "Ring a bell?" "No." "Was that who you saw?" "I don't know." "Who lives there now?" "It's empty." "Has been for years." "Were you on friendly terms with the Mizutas?" "No." "We didn't talk to our neighbours." "I don't remember anyone called Mizuta." "You did well to remember." "It'll help us a lot." "Will this bring me any closer to finding my family?" "It will." "They're alive somewhere, right?" "Yes... probably." "'A mysterious individual'" "Rock, paper, scissors!" "Take my seat." "No, I'm fine." "Please." "Are you sure?" "You're too kind." "You're too kind, really." "Run!" "Come back here!" "They're so full of pep." "Mr. Nishino." "Funny seeing you earlier." "You commute by train too?" "No, just once a week for an institute meeting." "It tires you out, doesn't it?" "It does." "I used to catch the train every day, when I worked for a company." "What did you do?" "Sales, for Daiken Publishing." "Daiken Publishing?" "Yes." "I quit about..." "10 years ago?" "I work at Toraku University, so I know Daiken well." "You work at Toraku University?" "Do you know Takeuchi in admin?" "Takeuchi?" "Let me see..." "I've heard the name." "Takeuchi was very good to me when I was working sales." "We still exchange New Year's cards." "You don't say?" "What a surprise." "Small world, huh?" "Those were the days." "Even I had a rosy future ahead of me once." "OK, see you." "Oh, thanks for that dinner." "You're welcome." "Let's drink sometime." "Yes, let's." "Good night." "Good night." "The bodies were found at an empty house in Hino." "Police are working to identify them." "Another house immediately next door was once the home of a family that went missing in Hino six years ago in 2009." "While trying to identify the bodies, a task force is investigating links..." "Sorry I'm late." "Nogami." "Great work!" "Still, we've only just got started." "How many bodies?" "Five." "That many?" "Who are they?" "We don't know yet, but if I'm right, three are the Hondas, and the others are the Mizutas." "That's all of them." "But if I'm right, the question is..." "Who's the mystery person that Saki Honda talked about?" "Exactly." "Oh no." "Max?" "Max?" "Max!" "Oh, Mrs. Takakura." "Max was wandering, so I've been looking after him." "You have?" "Thank you so much!" "Hey!" "You made me worry!" "Don't run away!" "I think he wanted to be free." "Did you?" "You like running around?" "You've never lived in a house with a yard." "Shall we go?" "Thank you." "Mrs. Takakura." "May I call you Yasuko?" "Yes, sure." "Yasuko, you should run freely too." "You're in a new place after all." "Say." "Who's more charming?" "Your husband, or me?" "Go with your feelings." "Tell me." "Honestly speaking, who's more charming?" "I found Mr. Mizuta's former workplace, and spoke to them." "It's quite strange." "What is?" "Mr. Mizuta stopped coming to work three years before the disappearance." "Whoever was living next door to the Hondas when they disappeared, it wasn't..." "It wasn't Mr. Mizuta." "Right." "Then who was it?" "Who knows?" "What's up?" "Something you want to tell me?" "No." "OK, say hi to your father." "Mr. Takakura!" "That man isn't my father." "He's a total stranger." "Oh, hello!" "Hi there." "You're early." "Yeah." "Hello." "You naughty boy!" "Max ran away." "But Mr. Nishino found him." "Max and I get along well now." "Really?" "Mio!" "Hi there." "Mio, did you say silly things to Mr. Takakura again?" "I didn't." "Go do your homework!" "I'm doing it!" "I'd better go now." "Thank you so much." "That was weird." "What was?" "Oh, never mind." "'An impostor"" "What are you doing there?" "Just talking on the phone." "With who?" "It's no big deal." "Then use the living room." "The living room?" "You were working there." "You didn't want me listening?" "It's not like that." "Who was it?" "I have to tell you who?" "And every other detail?" "Maybe I call lots of people while you're out." "Do I have to tell you?" "Yasuko, what's come over you?" "If you're unhappy, give it to me straight." "I'm not unhappy." "I just don't understand." "Don't understand?" "What?" "Everything." "I'm sorry." "I overreacted." "I was only talking to an old friend from high school." "Oh." "Well, you don't know many people around here." "It's good that we moved here, but I'm having trouble adjusting." "Don't worry about it." "Change is difficult for everyone." "You're right." "Actually, I've been helping with an old case." "An ex-colleague asked me to." "Don't worry." "I know." "I'm not cut out to be a detective." "Hello, Nogami?" "Takakura here." "Hey, could you look into a guy called Masayuki Nishino for me?" "His address is Tomura 1254-6, Inagi City." "That's right, my neighbour." "No, it's not directly linked to the Hino case." "It's just..." "Don't laugh." "I've noticed something odd." "The position of my house and his is just like the Honda and Mizuta homes." "Odd, right?" "Excuse me, I'm Takakura." "I live there." "May I ask you something?" "Has Nishino next door always been the same?" "What?" "Sorry, it's a strange question." "I mean Mr. Nishino." "I don't talk to him at all." "I guess he's the same." "Is that so?" "But... have you noticed too?" "That man Nishino, he's a monster." "A monster?" "A monster." "He may seem normal, but he has no heart." "No, he's inhuman." "Is that all?" "I've nothing further to say." "'Fumio Mizuta'" "'Institute Director'" "'Masayuki Nishino Occupation:" "Institute Director'" "Yes?" "Hello, I'm with the police." "I'd like to ask you a few questions." "Mr. Nishino?" "Yes." "Can we talk inside?" "Of course." " You're Mr. Masayuki Nishino?" " Yes." "Wait right there." "'Driver's License:" "Masayuki Nishino'" "Mr. Nishino?" "I'm coming in." "Koichi!" "What was that?" "Call for help!" "I'll check on Mrs. Tanaka!" " Be careful!" " I will!" "Mrs. Tanaka!" "Mrs. Tanaka!" "Thanks for waiting." "Pardon me, but your wife shouldn't..." "Why shouldn't she hear it?" "Is there some reason?" "Koichi, it's alright." "I'm Tanimoto." "Metro Police." "Professor Takakura of Toraku University?" "Formerly a detective?" "Yes, so?" "The explosion at the Tanaka house was caused by a gas leak." "So?" "I'm going to tell you this as a former colleague..." "As a matter of fact, three bodies were found." "Why tell me?" "Two were Mrs. Tanaka and her mother." "As for the other body, we've just received confirmation of its identity." "Who is it?" "A young detective on my team..." "called Nogami." "We don't know what he was doing at the Tanaka house." "I understand you were close with him outside of work too." "Do you have any ideas?" "Nishino." "What?" "Your neighbour?" "Last night, he was watching TV without a care." "I see." "What do you think?" "Actually, I've already spoken to Mr. Nishino." "What?" "What did he say?" "I can't disclose that." "He's an outright liar!" "Please calm down." "The first thing Mr. Nishino said was that we should speak to you first rather than him." "He seems to trust you completely." "Bullshit." "I told you." "I've got nothing more to say." "I'm sorry." "Just one more thing." "Look at this." "My entire family died six years ago." "Isn't that enough?" "No." "We still haven't uncovered the truth." "Please stop tormenting me." "Wait a minute." "I need to ask." "Just one last time." "It could be a major breakthrough." "Have you ever seen this man?" "It's your neighbour Mr. Mizuta, isn't it?" "I don't know!" "Take a good look!" "Try to remember!" "It's not Mr. Mizuta." "Are you sure?" "Yes." "You can't be." "You said you couldn't remember Mr. Mizuta's face." "If that's true, this could be Mr Mizuta!" "Take a good look again!" "Don't do this here!" "I'm sorry." "We'll be done soon, so wait inside." "How can you be so inhuman?" "Don't you have a heart?" "I wish I'd never remembered." "I'm going home." "Yasuko?" "May I shake your hand?" "You must come over." "Promise me." "You will?" "Mio, where's the bankbook?" "The box back there." "This is all we have left?" "You did well to live off this." "Didn't you?" "Sir, can I give my mum a shot?" "Sure." "But don't give her too much." "She'll drop dead!" "Should I do my dad the same way I did my brother?" "That's a family decision." "Mio..." "What are you doing?" "You'll feel better soon." "Wait a second." "Push it further." "I'm heading out." "Feeling unwell?" "I'll be back soon." "How dare you do this to me!" "Mio." "Mio!" "Mio!" "Mio!" "Mio!" "Mio." "Come here, Mio." "Come on." "Did you give her the proper dose?" "Then why did this happen?" "Your mother's lost her mind!" "Mio." "You do it." "Your mother's to blame." "You know how." "We've practiced shooting." "In the head." "This spot, at the back of her neck." "Right there." "Do it in one shot!" "It'll make a heck of a sound!" "Mio..." "Where's... your father?" "Why did I have to do that?" "Why should I clean up your family's mess?" "You've made a criminal of me, silly!" "Leave me out of your nonsense." "It's all your fault." "Dispose of her properly." "Sir?" "I can't do it alone." "Alright." "Fair enough." "Come on in." "It's your first time in here." "This way." "Come on in." "Come, come." "Come on in." "This way." "Come on in." "Come on in." "This way." "Mio here... went and did that." "With a gun. 'Bang!" "'" "But if I tell the police, she'll be arrested, won't she?" "This is your wife?" "It is." "Why?" "Why?" "Because of you, Yasuko." "Me?" "Of course." "Mio, is that true?" "Have a good talk with Mio about what you're going to do." "If it gets too much for you, we can always give you a shot." "Mio..." "What should I do?" "Pack her." "Then bury her." "Help me." "The bag." "Hold her." "Don't let go." "Press the green button." "Now." "Let me check the data on Nogami's computer." "I can't do that, even for you." "Any leads on Masayuki Nishino?" "Don't know." "Nogami was investigating him." "You must know!" "Please, go home." "Yasuko?" "Yes?" "It's Mio Nishino." "Mio?" "Please let me in." "Wait a second." "What's wrong?" "What's going on?" "Do you know where Yasuko is?" "You know, don't you?" "She's with your father?" "What did he do?" "I know." "He's not your father." "Nishino here." "Pardon me." "Is Mio in there?" "Mio, you're in there, aren't you?" "I'll apologise, so come on home." "Mio, call the police!" "Mr. Takakura, this is tantamount to kidnapping." "Alright, Nishino." "Wait." "Why have you got our front door key?" "Huh?" "You'll be arrested for illegal entry!" "They'll rake through your past." "You're finished." "Koichi?" "Yasuko?" "Why were you there?" "Mr. Nishino's done nothing wrong." "Mio just took off." "You gave him your key?" "He's really done nothing wrong." "They're coming." "Yasuko, he's not Nishino!" "So who is he?" "The police will figure that out." "Mr. Takakura!" "What is it?" "I haven't called the police yet." "OK." "Move away." "What's all this?" "Move." "Come on, move away." "Get off him now!" "Get off him!" "Mr. Nishino?" "Are you alright?" "You're OK?" "Yasuko!" "Stay away from him!" "He's an impostor!" "Don't trust him!" "Yasuko!" "Calm down." "Let's go." "Lieutenant Tanimoto!" "Sorry buddy, mind waiting outside?" "But I... haven't taken his statement..." "Forget it." "Over to you, sir." "Thank you." "I was about to be charged with kidnapping." "Mr. Takakura." "What's all this about?" "Have you found out anything regarding Nogami?" "Yes." "It seems he'd gotten himself into quite a lot of debt." "The day he died, he visited your home." "Perhaps to ask for money." "It's not clear." "But you were out, so he became desperate, broke into the Tanaka house, and gassed himself to death." "No way." "That's impossible." "Maybe." "Even so, his service pistol is missing." "One theory is that he took it to sell to the yakuza." "He died at Nishino's hand." "Your neighbour Mr. Nishino?" "Wait." "Maybe this will convince you." "Nishino is most likely Mizuta, the neighbour of the Hondas who went missing in Hino." "How about that?" "I see." "However, it's been confirmed that one of the bodies found under the Mizuta house was Mr. Mizuta himself." "I know." "Mr. Mizuta, and probably Mr. Nishino too, were murdered by that man." "The same goes for Nogami." "Actually, I've been going through the data on Nogami's computer." "Find anything?" "Nothing of note." "However, he had been searching for the name 'Masayuki Nishino.'" "I knew it." "Why don't you come with me?" "Where to?" "Another room." "Mr. Nishino is there." "Tanimoto, Metro Police." "Where's Mr. Nishino?" "He just left." "Why?" "To check on his home, and his neighbor's." "And you let him go?" "Yes, sir." "He only reported the crime." "I have to go." "My wife's at home alone!" "I'll accompany you." "Forget about your statement." "I'll go to Nishino's." "OK." "Yasuko!" "Yasuko!" "Mr. Nishino?" "I'm with the police." "I'm coming in." "Yasuko!" "You didn't have to come." "Let's go." "Come on." "Can't I stay longer?" "You can't!" "I gave up a long time ago." "On a lot of things." "I thought that if we moved, it might make life better." "Yasuko." "I'm sorry." "I had no idea you felt that way." "So let's start over." "I know we can make it right." "Come on." "Wait right here." "Mr. Tanimoto!" "Tanimoto!" "Yasuko?" "Wait!" "You've got me." "What do you want?" "Nothing, really." "I won't stop you." "So please let Yasuko go." "Mr. Takakura, you've got me all wrong." "Yasuko is simply acting on her own free will." "Shall I prove it?" "See?" "I see." "You get others to do it all for you." "I'm not a criminal." "So that's it." "Yasuko." "Come to me." "He can't do anything." "I know you can do it." "If you come to me, I'll do all I can to protect you." " Yasuko, you're going?" " It's OK." "He's all talk." "That's it." "That's the way." "Almost there." "You did it." "Nishino." "Put the gun down." "Put it down, dammit!" "There's nothing you can do." "I've met people like you before." "Antisocial personality disorder." "Psychopaths." "Or just plain sick in the head." "You poor bastard." "What did you just say?" "I said, you poor bastard." "How did a mental case like you brainwash Yasuko?" "Use her love of cooking?" "Or did you use Max?" "You nearly had me fooled too." "'Takeuchi in admin?" "'" "You spun that bullshit out of thin air." "There really is a Takeuchi working there." "So I believed you then." "But you can't fool me anymore." "Your tightrope walk of a life is over." "Come on." "Put down the gun now." "You make families kill each other, without you lifting a hand." "You're so weak you couldn't even squash a bug." "Am I right?" "What the..." "He's crazy." "I'm home." "Hello." "We're moving." "You don't have to go to school from tomorrow." "Oh, really?" "By the way, our family's grown again." "Mio, that's dangerous." "Yasuko, keep heading north on Route 16 for the time being." "Excellent." "This isn't over yet." "I've found it!" "Our new home." "Mio, you're my daughter, as before." "As for you Takakuras, let me see..." "Why don't we say you're my cousins?" "Max!" "Max!" "I'll make the first approach and say we've run out of gas." "They'll be apprehensive at first, so we'll probably sleep in the van for two or three days." "Anyway... keep your chin up." "We four are a family now." "Right, Max?" "Max." "You're excess baggage." "Sorry, Max my boy." "Mr. Takakura?" "Come here." "Take this." "Kill him." "You've handled guns, haven't you?" "If you hit this spot on the back of the neck, one shot should probably be enough." "It'll make a heck of a noise." "What's wrong?" "This is where you fall." "Look at you now!" "You dumb asshole." "No more." "He's dead." "Oh, Max!" "Coming with me, Max?" "OK, let's go." "Max, let's go!" "Let's, go!"