Cloud (2024) Movie Script
30 boxes all up?
Alright.
I'll pay 3,000 yen a box.
90,000 yen in total.
Know the retail price?
400,000 each.
10,000 at cost price.
You must be joking!
Assembly wages. Patent application.
Plus, the design fee.
All were huge outlays.
Product development requires several times the cost price!
Mr. Tonoyama.
Paying for junk removal would cost you more.
Hey you.
How will you price
these therapy devices?
I don't know.
Depends on the market.
Yet you'll buy 30 of them?
I will.
What if they don't sell?
Then I'll end up paying
the junk removal fee myself.
You operate on impulse and instinct?
No effort whatsoever?
That's how I work.
Ever thought that's wrong somehow?
Forget it. He's nuts.
You won't get through to him.
Yes. Let's not waste our breaths.
Take this 90,000 yen, or don't. Mr. Tonoyama, it's up to you.
"Miraculous therapy device"
"200,000 yen"
"Half the retail price!"
That's the lot?
Yeah. Over to you.
Okay, thanks.
Yoshii.
Mr. Takimoto wants you.
About you becoming a manager.
How about starting as a junior staff leader?
Basically, you'd be a mentor to young staff.
It's not for me...
You told me that before.
Even so, you're cut out to be a leader.
I personally guarantee that.
I think you've got me wrong.
I don't think so.
You're resourceful and committed.
You'll make a fine manager.
Using you as a rank-and-file worker
doesn't sit well with me.
Look at our senior management.
They're all uninspired, useless old men.
None of them serve as my right hand.
I'm just unassertive.
It only looks like I'm committed.
That's enough for me.
You'll get a raise.
I don't think I can accept it.
Well, don't look at it as a burden.
Start out as a junior section chief.
"Update passbook"
"Video game sales ranking"
Ryosuke, when did you get in?
Just now.
What about you, Akiko?
An hour ago, I guess. Must've drifted off.
Get some more sleep. Let's go out for dinner.
Okay.
"Buy now"
I think I'll move out of my apartment.
Rent's too much?
Yeah.
Move to where?
My parents', where else?
Don't do that.
What should I do?
Move in here.
I can't.
It's too cramped.
It's a little roomier now.
This place won't do.
I've got a ton of stuff in my closet.
Right.
Maybe I should get you to sell my stuff.
At a tall price.
Not really.
Just kidding.
"Sold out. Restock date unknown"
Did you miss out?
On a chance to make money.
Nah. There was just something
I had my eye on.
I didn't lose anything.
You should hire somebody
to watch the web.
I will when I can afford to.
When that happens, can I quit my job?
Sure.
I'll buy this and that. There's so much I want.
You do that.
Remember Goto,
from our vocational school?
Your classmate?
Oh, Goto. Yes.
I heard he got arrested.
For scalping loads of idol concert tickets.
Taking risks like that never ends well.
It sure doesn't.
We gotta line up to buy?
Sourcing goods that way is for young guys.
Yoshii.
Got any info?
Something promising.
No, I don't.
Really?
If I did, I'd tell you.
I've got some info that might turn out good.
Can't tell you yet though.
- Wanna hear it?
- Alright.
Sit tight for now.
I'll feel it out, and if it pays well, I'll give you a taste.
- Okay with you?
- Yes.
Make your move.
Hurry up.
Alright.
Okay, what should I do...
You're beating me, dammit.
Oh right.
You sneaky bastard.
You're resigning? From here?
You're dead set on it?
I am.
What's this about?
I want to try my hand at something different.
Something different? What?
I'm still not quite sure what.
What the hell?
That makes no damn sense.
Know. I'm sorry.
Aren't you just being impetuous, because you're still young?
Out of some random desire to be happier than others.
It tends to make you take risks when you shouldn't.
You'll fail,
and lose everything in a flash.
You want that?
Well, I can't say.
You don't want that.
That's not who you are.
In business, we have partners,
and colleagues like us.
Nothing like gambling on your own.
That's common sense.
You're young, but you know that.
That's why I think highly of you.
You're much more than you think.
You're a dedicated
and resilient individual.
Please, have more faith in yourself!
Hey, you're early.
I haven't started on dinner.
Yeah. Just take your time.
What happened?
You're on night shift now?
No.
I quit the factory.
I stuck it out for three years.
Time to quit.
I feel like I'm wasting away there.
That's silly.
You've just been working too hard.
Akiko, quit your job too.
You must be sick of
getting told what to do as well.
Ryosuke, you've changed.
I've got a plan.
What plan?
A sweet little plan.
What could it be?
It'll change our lives.
We'll be able to spend more money.
Really?
Yeah.
I'll look forward to it.
That info I told you about.
It's about time I acted on it.
What is it?
A new online auction platform startup.
I got an app developer hookup.
Not a shady darknet site.
If I do it,
it'll be right out in the open.
That's wonderful.
So, Yoshii.
Go in on it with me.
A modest investment. It'll pay exponentially.
1 million.
I can't afford that.
500,000 then.
I can't.
How much can you invest?
This is your chance.
Now or never.
We can't be resellers all our lives.
Watching prices go up and down,
morning till night.
A step forward, a step back.
You really satisfied with that? Huh?
What do you say?
I'm not as experienced as you,
so I'm not sure.
When we started out,
it was because we wanted to make easy money.
Yes.
Is life easy now?
No.
Not easy in the slightest.
Barely making any money.
But we can't quit it.
When did we end up like this?
I couldn't say.
What's with that look?
Don't look like you're above all this.
Do I look that way?
Whatever man.
I'll take it myself.
A chance to turn my life around.
Don't regret it later.
I'll catch a bus home.
It's direct.
That chance I mentioned. The online auction platform.
If you change your mind,
think it over.
I will.
If I don't make a move,
I'm screwed.
Ryosuke.
Why are you here?
I'm heading to your place.
I'm going home too.
My vocational school senior,
Mr. Muraoka.
I'm Muraoka.
I'm Fujita.
Nice to meet you.
Er... so...
- What is she?
- My girlfriend.
You live together?
No. Well, sometimes.
You're going to marry her?
Yes.
I intend to.
Oh.
I didn't know you'd found conventional happiness.
I'm sorry.
Who was that guy?
Vocational school senior.
Not worth mentioning.
So? Did you mean that?
Mean what?
About marrying you? Yeah.
Wow.
Of course, I meant it.
A new life.
That could be nice.
I told you.
I was thinking of moving anyway.
Me too.
I'll move out of my apartment.
But where'll we live?
I found a new place.
It's roomy.
A bit far though.
Really? Whereabouts?
- Wanna see a map?
- Show me.
It's in these mountains,
by a lake.
Around... Wait a second.
Here.
Alright, these are yours...
Nice property, isn't it?
70,000 a month for
a place this spacious is rare.
I'm sure it is.
Thanks for everything.
Will you work here?
Yes.
Doing what?
I'm a reseller.
Is that so?
Alright, all the best.
Look. Isn't this kitchen amazing?
Yeah. I like it.
I feel like I'm dreaming.
I never imagined a moment like this would happen in my life.
You're our cook now.
Sure. I'll do my best.
The far room?
Yeah.
Sano, you grew up in this village?
I did.
You never left?
No, after junior high
I moved to Tokyo for a while,
but I'm not brainy, or skilled, so it didn't go so well.
You came back?
I did.
But around here,
there can't be many jobs for you.
Right. I've been out of work since.
That's why I'm hell a lucky
you hired me.
Yeah?
Anyway, I'm counting on you.
"Ratel"
What does "Ratel" mean?
It's my username.
Can't use my real name.
Also Sano,
my screen's for my eyes only.
Sure. Sorry.
Do you know what this is?
Some designer handbag?
Looks like it, right?
Oh, is it a fake?
Why do you think so?
Just a hunch.
I don't know either.
I saw a photo. 10,000 yen each.
I'll sell 'em for 100,000.
If buyers don't bite, 50,000.
If they're wanted, they'll sell.
Simple.
Being real or fake doesn't matter?
It doesn't.
I'll sell them all before I find out.
That's the trick.
Well, it's kinda like playing Old Maid.
Akiko, you okay?!
What do we do?!
What do we do?!
What the hell's this?
Ryosuke, I'm scared!
I'll go look.
No! Stay here!
I won't be long.
Don't go outside.
They've gone.
Must've been a prank.
Let's go back to Tokyo!
Let's go back!
I don't want to live like this!
Yeah.
I'll go to the police tomorrow.
Then we'll be fine.
- This is it?
- Yes.
It looks like...
an automotive part.
Which means, it was probably youths from a garage or gas station.
There are punks like that.
In particular,
they get upset when
people move here from Tokyo.
So, you'll catch them quickly?
If you file a complaint.
I sure will.
You will?
This way.
Please fill in
the required information.
- So, Mr. Yoshii.
- Yes?
- You're a reseller?
- Yes.
You don't sell anything dubious,
do you?
A delivery man tipped us off.
He said he might've delivered fake designer goods.
What are you saying?
Next time, bring one to us.
I'd rather not search your house.
They're not fake.
We'll soon find out.
They... already sold out.
They did?
Not a single one's left?
I'll see what I can do.
Sano, pack up all those handbags.
Sure. All of them?
All of them. To sell.
"Change sale price"
At a markup?
As long as they sell.
"Changes saved"
What did the police say?
What did the police say?
Will they find who did it?
And arrest them?
The window needs fixing too.
What should I do?
Well? What should I do?
Not now.
You sure about that price?
Yeah.
- Sano, listen.
- Yeah?
Can you go and borrow a car?
I can. What's it for?
To load all these.
A delivery company'd pick them up.
No, I'll take them to one in Tokyo.
Can't trust them here.
- This is everything?
- Yes.
Sign please.
Thank you.
Yoshii?
Mr. Muraoka!
Good to see you.
Where'd you vanish to? I couldn't get in touch.
You weren't home either.
I looked for so long.
I'm sorry.
Hey, if you've moved, give me your address.
New phone too?
What's the number?
Scratch that.
Have you been well?
Are you here too because
you're still reselling?
Yeah.
You too, huh?
Oh, me?
I'm taking on
all kinds of new things now.
Too much for me to handle alone.
Know where I can find
a good assistant?
Oh, I know.
I could use a veteran like you.
You'd be a huge help.
I'll contact you soon.
Your number hasn't changed?
Yoshii.
You've gone totally rogue now, huh?
I'm simply following your example.
Okay, time to line up at the store.
Tag along.
Just a joke.
I'll go alone.
See ya.
You're back. Sano caught the vandal from last night.
Sano, who's that?
Mr. Yoshii, hi.
My junior high junior.
I pressed him a little and he sang.
You came from Tokyo, doing so well,
and it pissed me off...
I'm so sorry!
If you're really sorry, prove it.
He's just a kid. What a joke.
He won't try it again.
Thanks.
Oh, was the car useful?
Huh? Yeah.
You can keep it, if you like.
Oh yeah?
That'd come in handy.
Okay, I'll leave you to it.
"Superior sewing machine
Sale today only! 100,000 yen"
I hate this espresso machine!
I can't use it.
I'm going to Tokyo. I'll be back tonight.
I had 50 of these made specially for this event.
Sure. I'll pay 20,000 yen each.
I've already announced
the sale date...
10,000 yen retail price, right?
Frankly speaking,
I think that's too cheap.
It is?
It is.
They're so well made!
After all,
the modeler's Hiroki Hayashi.
I know their value too.
I want them all.
I'll pay double.
Double, huh...
Listen, Mr. Murota.
Opportunists who don't know the value
will only snap up these figures...
...to shove in their closets!
Wouldn't that be sad?
There's... 1 million yen in here.
Please let me have all of them.
Don't worry. Trust me.
Here we go! Here we go!
"Sold out"
Where's Ryosuke?
Oh, Tokyo.
Picking up merchandise.
Sure it's okay? To play with that?
Yeah.
I'll tell Ryosuke.
What's on your mind?
Nothing really.
What do you want?
Nothing.
You won't make a pass at me. Orders from Ryosuke?
That's my choice.
Oh.
Huh? Ms. Akiko, you're leaving?
What should I tell Mr. Yoshii?
Tell him I was fucking bored.
Er, so...
I'll rephrase that.
"Thanks for everything
I had so much fun."
Tell him that.
"That scumbag's still reselling?"
"That scumbag's still reselling?"
"Fake designer wallets..."
"Fake designer wallets..."
"I got scammed
Beware of this crook"
"Fuck off, Ratel"
"My classmate resells too"
"I'd have exposed him
but somebody else did"
"Seeking Ratel's location"
Sano!
Give me a hand.
What's this?
Figures. Collector's items.
A whole batch.
They'll go up in value.
Where's Akiko?
She's gone.
She left a message. Should I tell you?
"Thanks for everything.
I had so much fun."
Oh.
She'll come back.
She's got nowhere else to go.
Sano, you used my computer?
You used it. Why?
To suggest potential profit makers.
I'll be your support,
Mr. Yoshii.
That's not your job.
Show me how to resell.
I know I'll be useful.
What brought this on?
Lately, I've noticed
sales have been slipping.
As your assistant,
I do anything I can. That's my choice.
Enough. I get the picture.
Severance pay.
I can't trust you anymore.
I'll go then.
Call me if you need me.
Mr. Yoshii.
Ever done an egosurf for "Ratel"?
No.
People are digging around.
To find out who Ratel is.
So long.
They were all fakes.
The handbags you sold to me.
I'm sorry!
I had no idea either!
Saying sorry won't make it right!
You still owe me 300,000.
Fuck my life!
I'm totally fucked! What am I gonna do?!
"Reseller Ratel doxxing thread"
"Seeking Ratel's location"
"Check this site
Ratel's enemies, assemble"
"Trouble caused by Ratel
Let's get revenge"
- "Ratel, die"
- "Ratel, die"
Ratel...
Ratel.
I'll kill him.
"Are you all serious?"
Hello.
Hello.
Nice to meet you.
Nice to meet you.
I found out Ratel's real name.
Oh, right.
Ryosuke Yoshii.
I'll refer to him as Yoshii.
Yoshii, is it? Understood.
Um, if you don't mind, tell me your name.
From now on,
we'd best stay anonymous.
Makes sense.
Cover our faces too?
To each his own.
I think another one of us
is in that car.
That car?
I don't know who it is though.
You're the leader?
There isn't one.
We're all doing what we want to.
I follow you.
First time doing this?
Well, er, kinda.
Second time for me.
It'll all work out.
Fast in, fast out.
Just a little stress relief.
Doesn't matter who the target is.
Grudges, revenge,
they'll only drag you down. Think of this as a game.
Let's enjoy ourselves!
Sure.
"Sale price"
No way. Mr. Takimoto?
You're a hard man to find.
What's making you do this?
What's making me?
Try asking yourself that.
I can't think of anything.
That's how you always are.
My feelings are like a bug to be crushed.
This is crazy!
It makes no sense!
You must be gravely mistaken.
I don't resent you at all, in fact I'm grateful to you!
It was my choice to quit.
I only wanted something better.
I've never caused you any problems, have I?!
I won't from now on either.
Please believe me.
No. When I visited,
you pretended you weren't in.
But that was nothing.
Why does that justify this?
Your insensitivity is...
hard to stomach.
Your insensitivity is...
hard to stomach.
You honestly don't know what you've done?
Who are you?!
Somebody you've never met.
People like us keep billowing up
around Ratel.
Like clouds in the sky.
Don't be hasty.
You're going to ruin your lives.
Mr. Takimoto, you know that.
If you stop here,
I won't call the police.
Now's the time to stop!
Please explain that to him.
It's too late now, Yoshii.
What the...
Somebody else is here?
What the fuck? Dammit!
You three,
take the SUV around that way.
- In there?
- Probably
We got company.
You there!
What are you doing?!
This is hunting association property.
Got permission?
Up to no good, huh?
Our prey's holed up inside.
Your prey? A bear?
Right.
Really?
I'll check with the others.
He's dead...
Shit happens.
Can't help that.
No turning back now.
What about the body...?
Let's carry it to the car.
Akiko?
Ryosuke!
I can't believe this!
Why are you here?
You tell me why.
The house is a mess,
and I couldn't find you anywhere.
I was so worried.
Are you okay?
You're not hurt?
I'm fine.
What about my merchandise?
It's untouched! What a relief.
Help me take it out.
Your phone was on the kitchen floor.
Will it still work?
I don't know.
Akiko, lend me yours.
What's going on?
Some weirdos broke in. I'll call the police.
What weirdos?
I don't know. Failures in life.
Nothing to do with me.
Akiko, your phone.
But, if the police come,
won't that be bad for you too?
Shit! You're right.
Let's get rid of that,
keep what matters most,
and find a new place somewhere. Okay?
I can start again, with this.
Credit cards?
Hotels for us for a while.
I'll get my suitcase.
Gather what you can take.
Alright.
Mr. Muraoka?
This is all your doing? Is that what this is?
Yoshii, you're finished.
Game over.
Is that real?
Winning streaks don't last forever.
This is payback
for all your sins to date.
Am I... so bad?
I've despised you.
Since the moment we met.
You remember me, don't you?
No...
The electric therapy devices.
Er...
You don't?
You'll remember.
I haven't forgotten. I won't. I can't.
Good to see you.
Likewise.
Thanks for this.
One more thing.
You can trace his phone with it.
I appreciate it.
Mind if I pay you later?
Certainly. You have my trust.
But sir, if it's tricky,
rather than go solo,
why not seek the syndicate's help?
I'm totally out now.
I see. That's a shame.
Please give my best regards
to the chairman.
Very well.
All the best.
Yoshii, you're about to enter a world of pain.
Sadly, I can't say you'll survive.
Your ordeal will be
streamed worldwide. Understand?
Awesome.
What's this "world of pain"?
A slow roasting.
In the middle ages, feet were burned first.
Nope, his face.
Alright, let's set up the stream.
Want me to save you?
Don't lump me in with them.
Let's talk business.
Got 100 million yen? What do you say?
Don't have it, huh?
How much you-got?
What, nothing?
Damn, you're flat broke too?
You just acted rich, did ya?
But you still treated me like a chump? Just how superficial are you?
Apologize.
Then I'll forgive you.
Bow your noggin.
Apologize wholeheartedly.
Don't wanna?
Then die in agony.
"Yoshii's phone"
In case the cops end up cornering us.
This is what I came up with to end this game.
All or nothing.
Ryosuke!
Ryosuke!
I tailed you, with your car.
Can't you break free?
Situation's super bad?
Wait there. Hang tight.
I'll be back.
Who the hell are you?!
Ryosuke Yoshii's assistant.
Where's Ryosuke Yoshii?
Further in?
Am I right?
What's that sound?!
Gunfire?
Some intruder?
The police maybe?
They're on to us?
We're fucked!
Cops aren't so quick to shoot.
Yakuza? That'd be worse.
Did one of us snitch?
Did we get caught in a trap?!
We're strangers playing a
reckless game, so we're wide open.
This is our fault...
Hey!
How long are you going to
wear that mask?
That's my business.
Got something to say? Show your face!
Why? Isn't my freedom to wear it guaranteed?
If not, I never would've joined!
Nobody'll remember your face.
I'll go check it out. You stay here?
Okay.
You do you.
The intruder's armed too. It's a real game of death now.
Let's kill Yoshii and end this!
Will that end it?
I doubt it will.
Then what do we do?!
Now I'm having fun.
I always dreamed of this.
Let's have a blast.
Right now, I could
put you out of your misery.
Preferable to burning to death.
Ratel's luck has ultimately run out.
Mine ran out a long time ago.
I lost a fortune on dodgy goods.
My parents disowned me.
My sweetheart committed suicide.
All I have to look forward to
is killing Ratel.
Isn't that pitiful?
You can laugh.
Please laugh.
Is the tape stopping you?
Shall I take it off?
I want to see Ratel laugh, and shoot him in the face.
Why won't you laugh?
If you don't, I can't shoot.
When the guy who belittled me
belittles me again, in that moment,
I'll kill him.
He won't know what hit him. It'll stump him, and he'll die.
I want to see him like that.
Are you alright?
Thank you.
But Sano, why?
I'm your assistant.
I tracked this by GPS.
I'll be your support,
Mr. Yoshii.
Let's fight back.
Fight back?!
Affirmative.
I don't get you at all.
Anyway, I'm a victim. I gotta get away!
I want my old life back.
Know how to shoot?
No...
It's loaded.
Just cock it,
and pull the trigger.
What about him?
Does he matter?
You'll leave him?
Who is he?
I don't know!
Then leave him.
Why are you doing this?!
I told you to call me if you need me.
Come on, let's go.
They'll be spooked by the shots.
Proceed carefully.
"Man wanted for murder of wife and two children"
What? Aren't you coming?
Know the name of our "leader"?
Ichiro Takimoto.
Check the news. He's on the run
for killing his family.
He'll drag us into
a shootout with cops.
I couldn't give a shit.
You'll die.
You want that?
Someone's there.
A rifle...
Be careful.
No dashing out.
I'll take the high ground.
You cover me here.
How do I cover you?!
Mr. Yoshii, stay here.
One ran!
I'll chase him!
He got away.
Mr. Yoshii?
Are you up there?
That was impressive. You saved me.
Surprisingly easy?
Mr. Yoshii?
Mr. Yoshii.
You can stand up?
Mr. Yoshii,
I owe you my life.
Come. Let's move on.
He ain't yakuza or a cop.
He shoots to kill!
So, are you going to run?
Yeah!
Let me live...
Let me live...
Let me live...
Too late to live now.
- What now?!
- Double-barreled...
Once he shoots twice, reloading will take time.
Run to that wall.
I can't!
You can.
Now!
Yoshii!
Who's that? A friend?
Good for you.
You've got a friend.
As for me, I'm all alone.
I'll use the rifle there.
You shoot here till he backs off.
Use this too.
Now shoot!
The thing is,
I won't die before you do.
If I die, you will too.
He's not here.
Drop it. Drop yours too! Drop 'em now!
Drop it, dammit.
Do it!
Everything ain't gonna go your way.
You wanna forget me, but I won't let ya.
I'll make sure of it.
Your biggest regret'll be meeting me.
Regret and die!
But don't think you'll rest in peace.
Hell's waiting for ya.
I'll be your nightmare forever.
Right now, you're going to Hell!
That's correct.
No, I'm unscathed.
Just a site cleanup.
Always appreciated. Over to you.
Alright. Many thanks.
People I know will clean up.
It'll all end well. Rest assured.
Also, I salvaged this from your place.
My hard disk?
It'll help you start over.
Oh yeah, I forgot.
Forgot what?
My merchandise. Sales stats check.
Great.
How'd it go?
The figures sold out at the perfect time.
- You made a profit?
- Yeah.
How much?
Round about 10 million.
Fantastic!
Fantastic, Mr. Yoshii.
It was luck.
Akiko!
Ryosuke. You're not hurt?
Yeah, I'm fine.
I was awfully worried.
You're not hurt?
Well, that's good.
Hold me.
Mr. Yoshii.
Why trust that woman now?
Quickly, hold me.
You never trusted her from the start.
Ryosuke. Your credit cards?
Let me... have them.
Just give them to me.
Why?
Why do you need to know?
You know they're all I want!
It's not cocked.
You can't shoot him.
About your username, Ratel.
It's one of the fiercest mammals.
Yeah...
I admire your taste.
Mr. Yoshii, please keep
focusing only on making money.
I'll handle the rest.
Where'll that get me?
Everything will be obtainable. Whatever you want.
Whatever I want?
Even things that can end the world.
I'm doomed.
Indeed.
So this is how you get into Hell...
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Alright.
I'll pay 3,000 yen a box.
90,000 yen in total.
Know the retail price?
400,000 each.
10,000 at cost price.
You must be joking!
Assembly wages. Patent application.
Plus, the design fee.
All were huge outlays.
Product development requires several times the cost price!
Mr. Tonoyama.
Paying for junk removal would cost you more.
Hey you.
How will you price
these therapy devices?
I don't know.
Depends on the market.
Yet you'll buy 30 of them?
I will.
What if they don't sell?
Then I'll end up paying
the junk removal fee myself.
You operate on impulse and instinct?
No effort whatsoever?
That's how I work.
Ever thought that's wrong somehow?
Forget it. He's nuts.
You won't get through to him.
Yes. Let's not waste our breaths.
Take this 90,000 yen, or don't. Mr. Tonoyama, it's up to you.
"Miraculous therapy device"
"200,000 yen"
"Half the retail price!"
That's the lot?
Yeah. Over to you.
Okay, thanks.
Yoshii.
Mr. Takimoto wants you.
About you becoming a manager.
How about starting as a junior staff leader?
Basically, you'd be a mentor to young staff.
It's not for me...
You told me that before.
Even so, you're cut out to be a leader.
I personally guarantee that.
I think you've got me wrong.
I don't think so.
You're resourceful and committed.
You'll make a fine manager.
Using you as a rank-and-file worker
doesn't sit well with me.
Look at our senior management.
They're all uninspired, useless old men.
None of them serve as my right hand.
I'm just unassertive.
It only looks like I'm committed.
That's enough for me.
You'll get a raise.
I don't think I can accept it.
Well, don't look at it as a burden.
Start out as a junior section chief.
"Update passbook"
"Video game sales ranking"
Ryosuke, when did you get in?
Just now.
What about you, Akiko?
An hour ago, I guess. Must've drifted off.
Get some more sleep. Let's go out for dinner.
Okay.
"Buy now"
I think I'll move out of my apartment.
Rent's too much?
Yeah.
Move to where?
My parents', where else?
Don't do that.
What should I do?
Move in here.
I can't.
It's too cramped.
It's a little roomier now.
This place won't do.
I've got a ton of stuff in my closet.
Right.
Maybe I should get you to sell my stuff.
At a tall price.
Not really.
Just kidding.
"Sold out. Restock date unknown"
Did you miss out?
On a chance to make money.
Nah. There was just something
I had my eye on.
I didn't lose anything.
You should hire somebody
to watch the web.
I will when I can afford to.
When that happens, can I quit my job?
Sure.
I'll buy this and that. There's so much I want.
You do that.
Remember Goto,
from our vocational school?
Your classmate?
Oh, Goto. Yes.
I heard he got arrested.
For scalping loads of idol concert tickets.
Taking risks like that never ends well.
It sure doesn't.
We gotta line up to buy?
Sourcing goods that way is for young guys.
Yoshii.
Got any info?
Something promising.
No, I don't.
Really?
If I did, I'd tell you.
I've got some info that might turn out good.
Can't tell you yet though.
- Wanna hear it?
- Alright.
Sit tight for now.
I'll feel it out, and if it pays well, I'll give you a taste.
- Okay with you?
- Yes.
Make your move.
Hurry up.
Alright.
Okay, what should I do...
You're beating me, dammit.
Oh right.
You sneaky bastard.
You're resigning? From here?
You're dead set on it?
I am.
What's this about?
I want to try my hand at something different.
Something different? What?
I'm still not quite sure what.
What the hell?
That makes no damn sense.
Know. I'm sorry.
Aren't you just being impetuous, because you're still young?
Out of some random desire to be happier than others.
It tends to make you take risks when you shouldn't.
You'll fail,
and lose everything in a flash.
You want that?
Well, I can't say.
You don't want that.
That's not who you are.
In business, we have partners,
and colleagues like us.
Nothing like gambling on your own.
That's common sense.
You're young, but you know that.
That's why I think highly of you.
You're much more than you think.
You're a dedicated
and resilient individual.
Please, have more faith in yourself!
Hey, you're early.
I haven't started on dinner.
Yeah. Just take your time.
What happened?
You're on night shift now?
No.
I quit the factory.
I stuck it out for three years.
Time to quit.
I feel like I'm wasting away there.
That's silly.
You've just been working too hard.
Akiko, quit your job too.
You must be sick of
getting told what to do as well.
Ryosuke, you've changed.
I've got a plan.
What plan?
A sweet little plan.
What could it be?
It'll change our lives.
We'll be able to spend more money.
Really?
Yeah.
I'll look forward to it.
That info I told you about.
It's about time I acted on it.
What is it?
A new online auction platform startup.
I got an app developer hookup.
Not a shady darknet site.
If I do it,
it'll be right out in the open.
That's wonderful.
So, Yoshii.
Go in on it with me.
A modest investment. It'll pay exponentially.
1 million.
I can't afford that.
500,000 then.
I can't.
How much can you invest?
This is your chance.
Now or never.
We can't be resellers all our lives.
Watching prices go up and down,
morning till night.
A step forward, a step back.
You really satisfied with that? Huh?
What do you say?
I'm not as experienced as you,
so I'm not sure.
When we started out,
it was because we wanted to make easy money.
Yes.
Is life easy now?
No.
Not easy in the slightest.
Barely making any money.
But we can't quit it.
When did we end up like this?
I couldn't say.
What's with that look?
Don't look like you're above all this.
Do I look that way?
Whatever man.
I'll take it myself.
A chance to turn my life around.
Don't regret it later.
I'll catch a bus home.
It's direct.
That chance I mentioned. The online auction platform.
If you change your mind,
think it over.
I will.
If I don't make a move,
I'm screwed.
Ryosuke.
Why are you here?
I'm heading to your place.
I'm going home too.
My vocational school senior,
Mr. Muraoka.
I'm Muraoka.
I'm Fujita.
Nice to meet you.
Er... so...
- What is she?
- My girlfriend.
You live together?
No. Well, sometimes.
You're going to marry her?
Yes.
I intend to.
Oh.
I didn't know you'd found conventional happiness.
I'm sorry.
Who was that guy?
Vocational school senior.
Not worth mentioning.
So? Did you mean that?
Mean what?
About marrying you? Yeah.
Wow.
Of course, I meant it.
A new life.
That could be nice.
I told you.
I was thinking of moving anyway.
Me too.
I'll move out of my apartment.
But where'll we live?
I found a new place.
It's roomy.
A bit far though.
Really? Whereabouts?
- Wanna see a map?
- Show me.
It's in these mountains,
by a lake.
Around... Wait a second.
Here.
Alright, these are yours...
Nice property, isn't it?
70,000 a month for
a place this spacious is rare.
I'm sure it is.
Thanks for everything.
Will you work here?
Yes.
Doing what?
I'm a reseller.
Is that so?
Alright, all the best.
Look. Isn't this kitchen amazing?
Yeah. I like it.
I feel like I'm dreaming.
I never imagined a moment like this would happen in my life.
You're our cook now.
Sure. I'll do my best.
The far room?
Yeah.
Sano, you grew up in this village?
I did.
You never left?
No, after junior high
I moved to Tokyo for a while,
but I'm not brainy, or skilled, so it didn't go so well.
You came back?
I did.
But around here,
there can't be many jobs for you.
Right. I've been out of work since.
That's why I'm hell a lucky
you hired me.
Yeah?
Anyway, I'm counting on you.
"Ratel"
What does "Ratel" mean?
It's my username.
Can't use my real name.
Also Sano,
my screen's for my eyes only.
Sure. Sorry.
Do you know what this is?
Some designer handbag?
Looks like it, right?
Oh, is it a fake?
Why do you think so?
Just a hunch.
I don't know either.
I saw a photo. 10,000 yen each.
I'll sell 'em for 100,000.
If buyers don't bite, 50,000.
If they're wanted, they'll sell.
Simple.
Being real or fake doesn't matter?
It doesn't.
I'll sell them all before I find out.
That's the trick.
Well, it's kinda like playing Old Maid.
Akiko, you okay?!
What do we do?!
What do we do?!
What the hell's this?
Ryosuke, I'm scared!
I'll go look.
No! Stay here!
I won't be long.
Don't go outside.
They've gone.
Must've been a prank.
Let's go back to Tokyo!
Let's go back!
I don't want to live like this!
Yeah.
I'll go to the police tomorrow.
Then we'll be fine.
- This is it?
- Yes.
It looks like...
an automotive part.
Which means, it was probably youths from a garage or gas station.
There are punks like that.
In particular,
they get upset when
people move here from Tokyo.
So, you'll catch them quickly?
If you file a complaint.
I sure will.
You will?
This way.
Please fill in
the required information.
- So, Mr. Yoshii.
- Yes?
- You're a reseller?
- Yes.
You don't sell anything dubious,
do you?
A delivery man tipped us off.
He said he might've delivered fake designer goods.
What are you saying?
Next time, bring one to us.
I'd rather not search your house.
They're not fake.
We'll soon find out.
They... already sold out.
They did?
Not a single one's left?
I'll see what I can do.
Sano, pack up all those handbags.
Sure. All of them?
All of them. To sell.
"Change sale price"
At a markup?
As long as they sell.
"Changes saved"
What did the police say?
What did the police say?
Will they find who did it?
And arrest them?
The window needs fixing too.
What should I do?
Well? What should I do?
Not now.
You sure about that price?
Yeah.
- Sano, listen.
- Yeah?
Can you go and borrow a car?
I can. What's it for?
To load all these.
A delivery company'd pick them up.
No, I'll take them to one in Tokyo.
Can't trust them here.
- This is everything?
- Yes.
Sign please.
Thank you.
Yoshii?
Mr. Muraoka!
Good to see you.
Where'd you vanish to? I couldn't get in touch.
You weren't home either.
I looked for so long.
I'm sorry.
Hey, if you've moved, give me your address.
New phone too?
What's the number?
Scratch that.
Have you been well?
Are you here too because
you're still reselling?
Yeah.
You too, huh?
Oh, me?
I'm taking on
all kinds of new things now.
Too much for me to handle alone.
Know where I can find
a good assistant?
Oh, I know.
I could use a veteran like you.
You'd be a huge help.
I'll contact you soon.
Your number hasn't changed?
Yoshii.
You've gone totally rogue now, huh?
I'm simply following your example.
Okay, time to line up at the store.
Tag along.
Just a joke.
I'll go alone.
See ya.
You're back. Sano caught the vandal from last night.
Sano, who's that?
Mr. Yoshii, hi.
My junior high junior.
I pressed him a little and he sang.
You came from Tokyo, doing so well,
and it pissed me off...
I'm so sorry!
If you're really sorry, prove it.
He's just a kid. What a joke.
He won't try it again.
Thanks.
Oh, was the car useful?
Huh? Yeah.
You can keep it, if you like.
Oh yeah?
That'd come in handy.
Okay, I'll leave you to it.
"Superior sewing machine
Sale today only! 100,000 yen"
I hate this espresso machine!
I can't use it.
I'm going to Tokyo. I'll be back tonight.
I had 50 of these made specially for this event.
Sure. I'll pay 20,000 yen each.
I've already announced
the sale date...
10,000 yen retail price, right?
Frankly speaking,
I think that's too cheap.
It is?
It is.
They're so well made!
After all,
the modeler's Hiroki Hayashi.
I know their value too.
I want them all.
I'll pay double.
Double, huh...
Listen, Mr. Murota.
Opportunists who don't know the value
will only snap up these figures...
...to shove in their closets!
Wouldn't that be sad?
There's... 1 million yen in here.
Please let me have all of them.
Don't worry. Trust me.
Here we go! Here we go!
"Sold out"
Where's Ryosuke?
Oh, Tokyo.
Picking up merchandise.
Sure it's okay? To play with that?
Yeah.
I'll tell Ryosuke.
What's on your mind?
Nothing really.
What do you want?
Nothing.
You won't make a pass at me. Orders from Ryosuke?
That's my choice.
Oh.
Huh? Ms. Akiko, you're leaving?
What should I tell Mr. Yoshii?
Tell him I was fucking bored.
Er, so...
I'll rephrase that.
"Thanks for everything
I had so much fun."
Tell him that.
"That scumbag's still reselling?"
"That scumbag's still reselling?"
"Fake designer wallets..."
"Fake designer wallets..."
"I got scammed
Beware of this crook"
"Fuck off, Ratel"
"My classmate resells too"
"I'd have exposed him
but somebody else did"
"Seeking Ratel's location"
Sano!
Give me a hand.
What's this?
Figures. Collector's items.
A whole batch.
They'll go up in value.
Where's Akiko?
She's gone.
She left a message. Should I tell you?
"Thanks for everything.
I had so much fun."
Oh.
She'll come back.
She's got nowhere else to go.
Sano, you used my computer?
You used it. Why?
To suggest potential profit makers.
I'll be your support,
Mr. Yoshii.
That's not your job.
Show me how to resell.
I know I'll be useful.
What brought this on?
Lately, I've noticed
sales have been slipping.
As your assistant,
I do anything I can. That's my choice.
Enough. I get the picture.
Severance pay.
I can't trust you anymore.
I'll go then.
Call me if you need me.
Mr. Yoshii.
Ever done an egosurf for "Ratel"?
No.
People are digging around.
To find out who Ratel is.
So long.
They were all fakes.
The handbags you sold to me.
I'm sorry!
I had no idea either!
Saying sorry won't make it right!
You still owe me 300,000.
Fuck my life!
I'm totally fucked! What am I gonna do?!
"Reseller Ratel doxxing thread"
"Seeking Ratel's location"
"Check this site
Ratel's enemies, assemble"
"Trouble caused by Ratel
Let's get revenge"
- "Ratel, die"
- "Ratel, die"
Ratel...
Ratel.
I'll kill him.
"Are you all serious?"
Hello.
Hello.
Nice to meet you.
Nice to meet you.
I found out Ratel's real name.
Oh, right.
Ryosuke Yoshii.
I'll refer to him as Yoshii.
Yoshii, is it? Understood.
Um, if you don't mind, tell me your name.
From now on,
we'd best stay anonymous.
Makes sense.
Cover our faces too?
To each his own.
I think another one of us
is in that car.
That car?
I don't know who it is though.
You're the leader?
There isn't one.
We're all doing what we want to.
I follow you.
First time doing this?
Well, er, kinda.
Second time for me.
It'll all work out.
Fast in, fast out.
Just a little stress relief.
Doesn't matter who the target is.
Grudges, revenge,
they'll only drag you down. Think of this as a game.
Let's enjoy ourselves!
Sure.
"Sale price"
No way. Mr. Takimoto?
You're a hard man to find.
What's making you do this?
What's making me?
Try asking yourself that.
I can't think of anything.
That's how you always are.
My feelings are like a bug to be crushed.
This is crazy!
It makes no sense!
You must be gravely mistaken.
I don't resent you at all, in fact I'm grateful to you!
It was my choice to quit.
I only wanted something better.
I've never caused you any problems, have I?!
I won't from now on either.
Please believe me.
No. When I visited,
you pretended you weren't in.
But that was nothing.
Why does that justify this?
Your insensitivity is...
hard to stomach.
Your insensitivity is...
hard to stomach.
You honestly don't know what you've done?
Who are you?!
Somebody you've never met.
People like us keep billowing up
around Ratel.
Like clouds in the sky.
Don't be hasty.
You're going to ruin your lives.
Mr. Takimoto, you know that.
If you stop here,
I won't call the police.
Now's the time to stop!
Please explain that to him.
It's too late now, Yoshii.
What the...
Somebody else is here?
What the fuck? Dammit!
You three,
take the SUV around that way.
- In there?
- Probably
We got company.
You there!
What are you doing?!
This is hunting association property.
Got permission?
Up to no good, huh?
Our prey's holed up inside.
Your prey? A bear?
Right.
Really?
I'll check with the others.
He's dead...
Shit happens.
Can't help that.
No turning back now.
What about the body...?
Let's carry it to the car.
Akiko?
Ryosuke!
I can't believe this!
Why are you here?
You tell me why.
The house is a mess,
and I couldn't find you anywhere.
I was so worried.
Are you okay?
You're not hurt?
I'm fine.
What about my merchandise?
It's untouched! What a relief.
Help me take it out.
Your phone was on the kitchen floor.
Will it still work?
I don't know.
Akiko, lend me yours.
What's going on?
Some weirdos broke in. I'll call the police.
What weirdos?
I don't know. Failures in life.
Nothing to do with me.
Akiko, your phone.
But, if the police come,
won't that be bad for you too?
Shit! You're right.
Let's get rid of that,
keep what matters most,
and find a new place somewhere. Okay?
I can start again, with this.
Credit cards?
Hotels for us for a while.
I'll get my suitcase.
Gather what you can take.
Alright.
Mr. Muraoka?
This is all your doing? Is that what this is?
Yoshii, you're finished.
Game over.
Is that real?
Winning streaks don't last forever.
This is payback
for all your sins to date.
Am I... so bad?
I've despised you.
Since the moment we met.
You remember me, don't you?
No...
The electric therapy devices.
Er...
You don't?
You'll remember.
I haven't forgotten. I won't. I can't.
Good to see you.
Likewise.
Thanks for this.
One more thing.
You can trace his phone with it.
I appreciate it.
Mind if I pay you later?
Certainly. You have my trust.
But sir, if it's tricky,
rather than go solo,
why not seek the syndicate's help?
I'm totally out now.
I see. That's a shame.
Please give my best regards
to the chairman.
Very well.
All the best.
Yoshii, you're about to enter a world of pain.
Sadly, I can't say you'll survive.
Your ordeal will be
streamed worldwide. Understand?
Awesome.
What's this "world of pain"?
A slow roasting.
In the middle ages, feet were burned first.
Nope, his face.
Alright, let's set up the stream.
Want me to save you?
Don't lump me in with them.
Let's talk business.
Got 100 million yen? What do you say?
Don't have it, huh?
How much you-got?
What, nothing?
Damn, you're flat broke too?
You just acted rich, did ya?
But you still treated me like a chump? Just how superficial are you?
Apologize.
Then I'll forgive you.
Bow your noggin.
Apologize wholeheartedly.
Don't wanna?
Then die in agony.
"Yoshii's phone"
In case the cops end up cornering us.
This is what I came up with to end this game.
All or nothing.
Ryosuke!
Ryosuke!
I tailed you, with your car.
Can't you break free?
Situation's super bad?
Wait there. Hang tight.
I'll be back.
Who the hell are you?!
Ryosuke Yoshii's assistant.
Where's Ryosuke Yoshii?
Further in?
Am I right?
What's that sound?!
Gunfire?
Some intruder?
The police maybe?
They're on to us?
We're fucked!
Cops aren't so quick to shoot.
Yakuza? That'd be worse.
Did one of us snitch?
Did we get caught in a trap?!
We're strangers playing a
reckless game, so we're wide open.
This is our fault...
Hey!
How long are you going to
wear that mask?
That's my business.
Got something to say? Show your face!
Why? Isn't my freedom to wear it guaranteed?
If not, I never would've joined!
Nobody'll remember your face.
I'll go check it out. You stay here?
Okay.
You do you.
The intruder's armed too. It's a real game of death now.
Let's kill Yoshii and end this!
Will that end it?
I doubt it will.
Then what do we do?!
Now I'm having fun.
I always dreamed of this.
Let's have a blast.
Right now, I could
put you out of your misery.
Preferable to burning to death.
Ratel's luck has ultimately run out.
Mine ran out a long time ago.
I lost a fortune on dodgy goods.
My parents disowned me.
My sweetheart committed suicide.
All I have to look forward to
is killing Ratel.
Isn't that pitiful?
You can laugh.
Please laugh.
Is the tape stopping you?
Shall I take it off?
I want to see Ratel laugh, and shoot him in the face.
Why won't you laugh?
If you don't, I can't shoot.
When the guy who belittled me
belittles me again, in that moment,
I'll kill him.
He won't know what hit him. It'll stump him, and he'll die.
I want to see him like that.
Are you alright?
Thank you.
But Sano, why?
I'm your assistant.
I tracked this by GPS.
I'll be your support,
Mr. Yoshii.
Let's fight back.
Fight back?!
Affirmative.
I don't get you at all.
Anyway, I'm a victim. I gotta get away!
I want my old life back.
Know how to shoot?
No...
It's loaded.
Just cock it,
and pull the trigger.
What about him?
Does he matter?
You'll leave him?
Who is he?
I don't know!
Then leave him.
Why are you doing this?!
I told you to call me if you need me.
Come on, let's go.
They'll be spooked by the shots.
Proceed carefully.
"Man wanted for murder of wife and two children"
What? Aren't you coming?
Know the name of our "leader"?
Ichiro Takimoto.
Check the news. He's on the run
for killing his family.
He'll drag us into
a shootout with cops.
I couldn't give a shit.
You'll die.
You want that?
Someone's there.
A rifle...
Be careful.
No dashing out.
I'll take the high ground.
You cover me here.
How do I cover you?!
Mr. Yoshii, stay here.
One ran!
I'll chase him!
He got away.
Mr. Yoshii?
Are you up there?
That was impressive. You saved me.
Surprisingly easy?
Mr. Yoshii?
Mr. Yoshii.
You can stand up?
Mr. Yoshii,
I owe you my life.
Come. Let's move on.
He ain't yakuza or a cop.
He shoots to kill!
So, are you going to run?
Yeah!
Let me live...
Let me live...
Let me live...
Too late to live now.
- What now?!
- Double-barreled...
Once he shoots twice, reloading will take time.
Run to that wall.
I can't!
You can.
Now!
Yoshii!
Who's that? A friend?
Good for you.
You've got a friend.
As for me, I'm all alone.
I'll use the rifle there.
You shoot here till he backs off.
Use this too.
Now shoot!
The thing is,
I won't die before you do.
If I die, you will too.
He's not here.
Drop it. Drop yours too! Drop 'em now!
Drop it, dammit.
Do it!
Everything ain't gonna go your way.
You wanna forget me, but I won't let ya.
I'll make sure of it.
Your biggest regret'll be meeting me.
Regret and die!
But don't think you'll rest in peace.
Hell's waiting for ya.
I'll be your nightmare forever.
Right now, you're going to Hell!
That's correct.
No, I'm unscathed.
Just a site cleanup.
Always appreciated. Over to you.
Alright. Many thanks.
People I know will clean up.
It'll all end well. Rest assured.
Also, I salvaged this from your place.
My hard disk?
It'll help you start over.
Oh yeah, I forgot.
Forgot what?
My merchandise. Sales stats check.
Great.
How'd it go?
The figures sold out at the perfect time.
- You made a profit?
- Yeah.
How much?
Round about 10 million.
Fantastic!
Fantastic, Mr. Yoshii.
It was luck.
Akiko!
Ryosuke. You're not hurt?
Yeah, I'm fine.
I was awfully worried.
You're not hurt?
Well, that's good.
Hold me.
Mr. Yoshii.
Why trust that woman now?
Quickly, hold me.
You never trusted her from the start.
Ryosuke. Your credit cards?
Let me... have them.
Just give them to me.
Why?
Why do you need to know?
You know they're all I want!
It's not cocked.
You can't shoot him.
About your username, Ratel.
It's one of the fiercest mammals.
Yeah...
I admire your taste.
Mr. Yoshii, please keep
focusing only on making money.
I'll handle the rest.
Where'll that get me?
Everything will be obtainable. Whatever you want.
Whatever I want?
Even things that can end the world.
I'm doomed.
Indeed.
So this is how you get into Hell...
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