B: The Beginning (2018) s01e05 Episode Script
Episode 5
1 [music playing.]
[camera clicking.]
[Mario.]
Damn it! One of our own gets attacked, and they expect us to sit on our asses?! This is bullshit! - [Boris.]
Hey - Orders are orders.
I don't agree with them, but what can we do? - Hey, What's the matter? - We're told to stand by.
From Eric? Apparently the security footage of the entire attack has been erased.
Hmm.
Sounds like we're dealing with a mole.
We've been instructed to act discreetly for the time being.
- I assume - You've gotta be kidding me! - Do they not trust us?! - Calm down.
It's actually the opposite.
You should really listen to Boris.
The most important thing we need to do now is keep quiet.
- He needs to see this.
- Boris! Hmm? These were outside the station house.
[footsteps.]
[click.]
- How did it go? - We still have to be cautious, but he seems to be out of the woods for the time being.
There shouldn't be any permanent damage.
- [sighs.]
- Any defensive wounds? None I could see superficially.
Based on his injuries, I would assume he was attacked without warning by someone standing next to him.
- Hmm.
- Of course, I'm no expert, so I can't say for sure.
You're with R.
I.
S.
, right? I hate to trouble you with formalities, but I need a signature.
Oh.
Sure.
[gasps.]
Excuse me.
Mr.
Flick? Hmm? Before he lost consciousness, he begged me to do something for him.
He insisted this watch be delivered directly to Keith Flick.
[sighs.]
[woman vocalizing.]
[Eric.]
Any risk of permanent damage? [Lily.]
They said almost zero.
At most, his wound might ache on cold days.
The doctor said it was a miracle.
[sighs.]
Understood.
I'll send some people over to stand guard.
Once they arrive, I need you and the others back here immediately to help us with the case.
But, Eric, we don't wa I'll be sending over Brody and Takeda.
Surely they're better suited than you and Keith.
I suppose you're right.
Lily - Yes? - keep Bran's condition secret.
There's a chance he'll be attacked again.
For now, we can't trust anyone outside the R.
I.
S.
Right.
[strings vibrate.]
[playing tune.]
[both gasp.]
How's that? It's even better than before.
There's no buzz, and it's sustaining again.
What was the exact cause of the problem? Actually, there were a few things wrong with it.
Ah, take a look.
I can point them out for you.
[Mr.
Hoshina.]
It's not something a youngster would understand.
[client.]
You're a master craftsman, all right.
- Sure am.
[chuckles.]
- [child.]
He's here! He's here! - [Izanami.]
Touch Canopus.
- [child.]
That's him! [gasps.]
[woman vocalizes.]
[Koku, thinking.]
Canopus.
Hey, Keith.
You've been acting weird ever since the hospital.
What is up with you? I need to stop at that market.
What? Hang on.
You're shopping? No, bathroom.
Peeing again?! Pooping.
Now I know you're lying for sure.
By all means, come along.
What the heck are Hey! Don't just walk away! Stupid Genie! [groans.]
- [typing.]
- [computer whirring.]
Well, well.
This is tough.
[cell phone rings.]
- Kaela.
- [Eric.]
Did you find anything? Uh, as much as I'd like to say yes, all I've found is a mess inside and out.
And given what's on it, I can't ask for any help.
- It's gonna take some time.
- I see.
In that case, call me if anything changes.
Eric, just one more thing.
Don't worry.
He's going to be just fine.
[sighs.]
Thank goodness.
- Kaela.
- Yeah, I know.
Keep it to myself.
- Please do.
- Roger that.
Okay, Brandy, what did you find? - [cell phone ringing.]
- [gasps.]
[groans.]
[line ringing.]
- [Kaela.]
Hello.
- Kaela, it's just me.
Switch us over to a secure line, okay? Sure.
Hold on.
- [line clicks.]
- All right.
- Are you busy right now? - This had better be important, - or I'm - When you're free, please send the following list of names to my cell phone.
'Kay, just sent it.
Got it.
Thanks.
What's it for, anyway? Don't know yet.
That'll be a trillion yen.
- For what? - What do you think, man? I helped you out this time, but let's be clear.
I ain't running no charity, bro.
Now beat it.
I'm way too busy for this crap.
Hmm? Hmm.
[gasps.]
What? Huh? [Lily groans.]
I know you didn't go in there just to use the bathroom.
For the umpteenth time, you're reading way too much into it.
[Lily groans.]
Fine! Be that way! But something here stinks! Stinks, stinks, stinks! And for the record, I'm not just talking about your poop! [scanner beeps.]
[scanner beeps.]
Hmm? That incorrigible old fart is always trying to leave me out of the loop.
Jerk.
Yaah! W-What's going on? Don't move, and put your hands up.
- What do you think you're doing? - Hands up in the air! Now give me your cell phone, - and make it snappy.
- Huh? [Minatsuki.]
Yes, sir.
Understood.
I'll deal with it at once.
[Kamui.]
What is it? Seems he's still alive.
Mm, that's easily remedied.
If you want, I'll see to it personally.
We can't afford to leave behind any tracks that might lead back to us.
Have our inside man do it.
But he's already botched the job once.
Is that a smart idea? I mean, he is only human.
Just observe, but that's all.
If it looks like he'll fail again, feel free to eliminate him.
He can always be replaced.
Understood.
Hey, Minatsuki, I'm not sure if you've noticed, but I've already run out of gold ampules.
More, please! I hope you're not wasting them.
Hey, who do you think you're talking to, you disposable little bitch? - [Minatsuke.]
Kamui.
- Mm? Oh.
Use them more sparingly.
[scoffs.]
That's odd.
The time between Kamui's ampule doses is getting shorter.
Yuna.
I have not done anything in error.
I know.
I want you to delete that program in case things don't work out.
Really? You sure? It'll make things harder.
Then I'll think of something else.
That's an order.
Yuna, do it right away.
Yes.
Laica.
Keep an eye on Kamui.
[Kaela.]
I've got a pretty good idea of why someone wanted Bran dead.
Huh? - Isn't that - Yeah, Bran's.
They found it dumped outside.
I was asked to see if I could reconstruct the data on it.
I did what I could under the circumstances, but it's badly fragmented, and this is the result of my hard work.
- What do you want for lunch? - [Lily.]
Who's that? - How about sushi? - Sounds good to me.
- Come on, man - Are they from our precinct? Yep.
The two guys talking are both in the Security Division.
- Oh, my goodness, yeah! - Now look.
time for that.
[gasps.]
[Kaela.]
I have to admit, the way it's hidden is clever.
How Bran managed to discover these files is a total mystery.
The only thing I can say with absolute certainty is without help from someone inside the precinct, operating this program would be difficult.
Wait.
These video feeds have all been tapped? Bingo.
It can jack into the terminals issued to station personnel at will, as well as every camera and audio source in the station, even if they're turned off.
Supposedly it has a pretty limited range, though.
No way.
[Kaela.]
Creepy, isn't it? Every now and then, I'll hear rumors about the existence of programs like these.
In my crowd, it's joked about as nothing more than an urban legend, but based on this, it seems like it's the real deal.
Can you tell who put it there? Our odds of figuring that out from this are slim.
Kaela, why don't we go to Keith with this info? Keith, huh? That reminds me.
He called a while ago, asking for a list of everyone who's been involved with the R.
I.
S.
over the past five years.
- [gasps.]
A personnel list? - Mm.
- [computer beeps.]
- What the hell?! Damn, it's gone.
Yeah, they outsmarted us.
Let's go.
Go where? To find Keith.
I'm sure he's onto something.
[footsteps.]
You've just gotten back, Genie, and look how bad things are.
Do you think your colleague's going to pull through? This coffee is much worse than the cup I had last time.
[chuckles.]
I often pondered something in college, if I would ever be able to develop a medicine that would cure your twisted frame of mind.
I doubt it.
Because humans weren't designed by other humans, it's hard to develop that kind of thing, especially this.
The mind wasn't designed to be tampered with by people.
Then I guess I'll have to file a complaint with the lead designer.
Who do I talk to about that? [sighs.]
I suppose that'd be God.
[sighs.]
Whenever the two of us get together, I get the worst craving for a cigarette.
Gil, tell me, have you read the novel, Moby Dick? Hmm? That book by Melville? You lent me a copy ages ago, remember? Yeah, I read it.
In his last moments, I wonder what went through Ahab's mind as he was going down with Moby Dick.
Genie? It's nothing.
Sorry.
Forget about it.
If you'll excuse me, I'm off to catch our criminal.
[Kamui gasping.]
[boys laughing, chatting.]
Damn.
[boys chuckle.]
This ain't someplace a big-band wannabe like yourself should be wanderin' around.
You get me? If you don't wanna get hurt, hand over your wallet, and get lost.
Shut up.
[groans.]
[boys murmuring.]
Where are you off to? Get out of my way.
You got a death wish or something, pal? Huh?! [boys gasping.]
[boys yelling.]
[slicing.]
[gasping.]
[Kamui grunting.]
[shrieks.]
[sighs.]
What's going on in here?! Put both hands in the air! Hey! Didn't you hear him?! [gasps.]
You can clean up the mess.
- Mm? - Where'd they go? Oh, stepped out for a bit.
Hey, have you seen Keith around? Huh? Not again.
What are you talking about? Nothing.
He came by a while ago, but then he turned around and left.
Thanks.
- Lily.
- Mm.
Since you're on your way out, would you mind making a delivery to Takeda and Brody? It completely slipped my mind.
[sighs.]
- [water dripping.]
- [humming a tune.]
[footsteps echoing.]
[resumes humming.]
[Keith.]
Say, now, isn't that my knife? You stole it when you came over for drinks, right? J.
H.
R.
I got this beauty from Brandon.
He wanted me to keep it safe.
A vintage French model that's been hacked, its knob pulled out.
The hands read 10:08.
The G.
M.
T.
bezel shows 18.
G.
M.
T.
Greenwich Mean Time, English Standard Time.
Ten, eight, 18.
Converting the hands into letters, starting from the top, we get J, H, R and French.
A very simple code, but a question still remains.
Why would Brandon do something so intricate with his life on the line? He couldn't leave a message in the elevator, because his attacker was someone who could return to the scene and remove any evidence, so he started thinking.
Even as his consciousness faded and he feared he was going to die, he frantically thought of a way to get a message to me.
Five people have those initials, but there's only one person who uses the French pronunciation as a sign of trust and respect from his fellow detectives.
I didn't want to believe it, Jean Henri Richard.
[Keith.]
It's you.
Jean.
Yes, Keith.
So how long have you known? I first suspected you eight years ago when I discovered the multi-camera program.
It was immediately after we had solved that case.
Incredible.
So you've been pretending to be my friend all this time, have you? As if you're the one to talk.
Listen well, Keith Flick.
For as long as I live, I'll never forgive you.
I'll do it over and over and over.
Jean? Those you care about will die.
They'll all be slaughtered one by one.
It'll be just like it was back then.
I'm going to take away the people you hold dearest once more utterly and completely.
Will you be able to keep them safe this time? Can you do it? Can you do it?! And you will be the last to go.
You'll watch with those hateful eyes as everything around you is reduced to nothing but ruin.
But first, Keith Flick Stop it! Jean, just put the knife down! [Jean and killer.]
You'll bear witness as those you love most in the world are completely covered in crimson.
Eh? [together.]
Like the cycle of death and rebirth, it will repeat itself, continuing forever, and an indelible code will be etched into you.
I'll never forget that I was murdered by you.
See you in hell.
Jean! [groans.]
Jean.
Huh? [shudders.]
[gasps.]
Jean! Help! Somebody! I need some help in here right now! I have a Code One! An officer has been stabbed and badly injured at Royal Hospital! - The attacker is at large! - Keith They're likely still in the area! - Requesting immediate dispatch! - run.
- Jean! Come on, Jean.
- Keith Don't you die on me! Hang in there.
Jean.
[rain pattering.]
[groans.]
[groaning.]
[Koku.]
Are you Canopus? [Keith.]
Well so we meet at last, huh Killer B.
Or should I say, "13"? Someday I'll be gone There's somewhere That we belong And God Has never played his role 'Cause I'm the one Who saves my soul It's a perfect world We're longing for So long Cursing shadows Hunt and gather In the city of no answer As we follow Endless questions Hands up In the same reflection Sometimes we try to feel How things just used to be In yesterdays Now or never, Make it better No one ever lives forever Wake me up, and let me go Someday I'll be gone To somewhere we all belong For so long Subtitle translation By David Fleming
[camera clicking.]
[Mario.]
Damn it! One of our own gets attacked, and they expect us to sit on our asses?! This is bullshit! - [Boris.]
Hey - Orders are orders.
I don't agree with them, but what can we do? - Hey, What's the matter? - We're told to stand by.
From Eric? Apparently the security footage of the entire attack has been erased.
Hmm.
Sounds like we're dealing with a mole.
We've been instructed to act discreetly for the time being.
- I assume - You've gotta be kidding me! - Do they not trust us?! - Calm down.
It's actually the opposite.
You should really listen to Boris.
The most important thing we need to do now is keep quiet.
- He needs to see this.
- Boris! Hmm? These were outside the station house.
[footsteps.]
[click.]
- How did it go? - We still have to be cautious, but he seems to be out of the woods for the time being.
There shouldn't be any permanent damage.
- [sighs.]
- Any defensive wounds? None I could see superficially.
Based on his injuries, I would assume he was attacked without warning by someone standing next to him.
- Hmm.
- Of course, I'm no expert, so I can't say for sure.
You're with R.
I.
S.
, right? I hate to trouble you with formalities, but I need a signature.
Oh.
Sure.
[gasps.]
Excuse me.
Mr.
Flick? Hmm? Before he lost consciousness, he begged me to do something for him.
He insisted this watch be delivered directly to Keith Flick.
[sighs.]
[woman vocalizing.]
[Eric.]
Any risk of permanent damage? [Lily.]
They said almost zero.
At most, his wound might ache on cold days.
The doctor said it was a miracle.
[sighs.]
Understood.
I'll send some people over to stand guard.
Once they arrive, I need you and the others back here immediately to help us with the case.
But, Eric, we don't wa I'll be sending over Brody and Takeda.
Surely they're better suited than you and Keith.
I suppose you're right.
Lily - Yes? - keep Bran's condition secret.
There's a chance he'll be attacked again.
For now, we can't trust anyone outside the R.
I.
S.
Right.
[strings vibrate.]
[playing tune.]
[both gasp.]
How's that? It's even better than before.
There's no buzz, and it's sustaining again.
What was the exact cause of the problem? Actually, there were a few things wrong with it.
Ah, take a look.
I can point them out for you.
[Mr.
Hoshina.]
It's not something a youngster would understand.
[client.]
You're a master craftsman, all right.
- Sure am.
[chuckles.]
- [child.]
He's here! He's here! - [Izanami.]
Touch Canopus.
- [child.]
That's him! [gasps.]
[woman vocalizes.]
[Koku, thinking.]
Canopus.
Hey, Keith.
You've been acting weird ever since the hospital.
What is up with you? I need to stop at that market.
What? Hang on.
You're shopping? No, bathroom.
Peeing again?! Pooping.
Now I know you're lying for sure.
By all means, come along.
What the heck are Hey! Don't just walk away! Stupid Genie! [groans.]
- [typing.]
- [computer whirring.]
Well, well.
This is tough.
[cell phone rings.]
- Kaela.
- [Eric.]
Did you find anything? Uh, as much as I'd like to say yes, all I've found is a mess inside and out.
And given what's on it, I can't ask for any help.
- It's gonna take some time.
- I see.
In that case, call me if anything changes.
Eric, just one more thing.
Don't worry.
He's going to be just fine.
[sighs.]
Thank goodness.
- Kaela.
- Yeah, I know.
Keep it to myself.
- Please do.
- Roger that.
Okay, Brandy, what did you find? - [cell phone ringing.]
- [gasps.]
[groans.]
[line ringing.]
- [Kaela.]
Hello.
- Kaela, it's just me.
Switch us over to a secure line, okay? Sure.
Hold on.
- [line clicks.]
- All right.
- Are you busy right now? - This had better be important, - or I'm - When you're free, please send the following list of names to my cell phone.
'Kay, just sent it.
Got it.
Thanks.
What's it for, anyway? Don't know yet.
That'll be a trillion yen.
- For what? - What do you think, man? I helped you out this time, but let's be clear.
I ain't running no charity, bro.
Now beat it.
I'm way too busy for this crap.
Hmm? Hmm.
[gasps.]
What? Huh? [Lily groans.]
I know you didn't go in there just to use the bathroom.
For the umpteenth time, you're reading way too much into it.
[Lily groans.]
Fine! Be that way! But something here stinks! Stinks, stinks, stinks! And for the record, I'm not just talking about your poop! [scanner beeps.]
[scanner beeps.]
Hmm? That incorrigible old fart is always trying to leave me out of the loop.
Jerk.
Yaah! W-What's going on? Don't move, and put your hands up.
- What do you think you're doing? - Hands up in the air! Now give me your cell phone, - and make it snappy.
- Huh? [Minatsuki.]
Yes, sir.
Understood.
I'll deal with it at once.
[Kamui.]
What is it? Seems he's still alive.
Mm, that's easily remedied.
If you want, I'll see to it personally.
We can't afford to leave behind any tracks that might lead back to us.
Have our inside man do it.
But he's already botched the job once.
Is that a smart idea? I mean, he is only human.
Just observe, but that's all.
If it looks like he'll fail again, feel free to eliminate him.
He can always be replaced.
Understood.
Hey, Minatsuki, I'm not sure if you've noticed, but I've already run out of gold ampules.
More, please! I hope you're not wasting them.
Hey, who do you think you're talking to, you disposable little bitch? - [Minatsuke.]
Kamui.
- Mm? Oh.
Use them more sparingly.
[scoffs.]
That's odd.
The time between Kamui's ampule doses is getting shorter.
Yuna.
I have not done anything in error.
I know.
I want you to delete that program in case things don't work out.
Really? You sure? It'll make things harder.
Then I'll think of something else.
That's an order.
Yuna, do it right away.
Yes.
Laica.
Keep an eye on Kamui.
[Kaela.]
I've got a pretty good idea of why someone wanted Bran dead.
Huh? - Isn't that - Yeah, Bran's.
They found it dumped outside.
I was asked to see if I could reconstruct the data on it.
I did what I could under the circumstances, but it's badly fragmented, and this is the result of my hard work.
- What do you want for lunch? - [Lily.]
Who's that? - How about sushi? - Sounds good to me.
- Come on, man - Are they from our precinct? Yep.
The two guys talking are both in the Security Division.
- Oh, my goodness, yeah! - Now look.
time for that.
[gasps.]
[Kaela.]
I have to admit, the way it's hidden is clever.
How Bran managed to discover these files is a total mystery.
The only thing I can say with absolute certainty is without help from someone inside the precinct, operating this program would be difficult.
Wait.
These video feeds have all been tapped? Bingo.
It can jack into the terminals issued to station personnel at will, as well as every camera and audio source in the station, even if they're turned off.
Supposedly it has a pretty limited range, though.
No way.
[Kaela.]
Creepy, isn't it? Every now and then, I'll hear rumors about the existence of programs like these.
In my crowd, it's joked about as nothing more than an urban legend, but based on this, it seems like it's the real deal.
Can you tell who put it there? Our odds of figuring that out from this are slim.
Kaela, why don't we go to Keith with this info? Keith, huh? That reminds me.
He called a while ago, asking for a list of everyone who's been involved with the R.
I.
S.
over the past five years.
- [gasps.]
A personnel list? - Mm.
- [computer beeps.]
- What the hell?! Damn, it's gone.
Yeah, they outsmarted us.
Let's go.
Go where? To find Keith.
I'm sure he's onto something.
[footsteps.]
You've just gotten back, Genie, and look how bad things are.
Do you think your colleague's going to pull through? This coffee is much worse than the cup I had last time.
[chuckles.]
I often pondered something in college, if I would ever be able to develop a medicine that would cure your twisted frame of mind.
I doubt it.
Because humans weren't designed by other humans, it's hard to develop that kind of thing, especially this.
The mind wasn't designed to be tampered with by people.
Then I guess I'll have to file a complaint with the lead designer.
Who do I talk to about that? [sighs.]
I suppose that'd be God.
[sighs.]
Whenever the two of us get together, I get the worst craving for a cigarette.
Gil, tell me, have you read the novel, Moby Dick? Hmm? That book by Melville? You lent me a copy ages ago, remember? Yeah, I read it.
In his last moments, I wonder what went through Ahab's mind as he was going down with Moby Dick.
Genie? It's nothing.
Sorry.
Forget about it.
If you'll excuse me, I'm off to catch our criminal.
[Kamui gasping.]
[boys laughing, chatting.]
Damn.
[boys chuckle.]
This ain't someplace a big-band wannabe like yourself should be wanderin' around.
You get me? If you don't wanna get hurt, hand over your wallet, and get lost.
Shut up.
[groans.]
[boys murmuring.]
Where are you off to? Get out of my way.
You got a death wish or something, pal? Huh?! [boys gasping.]
[boys yelling.]
[slicing.]
[gasping.]
[Kamui grunting.]
[shrieks.]
[sighs.]
What's going on in here?! Put both hands in the air! Hey! Didn't you hear him?! [gasps.]
You can clean up the mess.
- Mm? - Where'd they go? Oh, stepped out for a bit.
Hey, have you seen Keith around? Huh? Not again.
What are you talking about? Nothing.
He came by a while ago, but then he turned around and left.
Thanks.
- Lily.
- Mm.
Since you're on your way out, would you mind making a delivery to Takeda and Brody? It completely slipped my mind.
[sighs.]
- [water dripping.]
- [humming a tune.]
[footsteps echoing.]
[resumes humming.]
[Keith.]
Say, now, isn't that my knife? You stole it when you came over for drinks, right? J.
H.
R.
I got this beauty from Brandon.
He wanted me to keep it safe.
A vintage French model that's been hacked, its knob pulled out.
The hands read 10:08.
The G.
M.
T.
bezel shows 18.
G.
M.
T.
Greenwich Mean Time, English Standard Time.
Ten, eight, 18.
Converting the hands into letters, starting from the top, we get J, H, R and French.
A very simple code, but a question still remains.
Why would Brandon do something so intricate with his life on the line? He couldn't leave a message in the elevator, because his attacker was someone who could return to the scene and remove any evidence, so he started thinking.
Even as his consciousness faded and he feared he was going to die, he frantically thought of a way to get a message to me.
Five people have those initials, but there's only one person who uses the French pronunciation as a sign of trust and respect from his fellow detectives.
I didn't want to believe it, Jean Henri Richard.
[Keith.]
It's you.
Jean.
Yes, Keith.
So how long have you known? I first suspected you eight years ago when I discovered the multi-camera program.
It was immediately after we had solved that case.
Incredible.
So you've been pretending to be my friend all this time, have you? As if you're the one to talk.
Listen well, Keith Flick.
For as long as I live, I'll never forgive you.
I'll do it over and over and over.
Jean? Those you care about will die.
They'll all be slaughtered one by one.
It'll be just like it was back then.
I'm going to take away the people you hold dearest once more utterly and completely.
Will you be able to keep them safe this time? Can you do it? Can you do it?! And you will be the last to go.
You'll watch with those hateful eyes as everything around you is reduced to nothing but ruin.
But first, Keith Flick Stop it! Jean, just put the knife down! [Jean and killer.]
You'll bear witness as those you love most in the world are completely covered in crimson.
Eh? [together.]
Like the cycle of death and rebirth, it will repeat itself, continuing forever, and an indelible code will be etched into you.
I'll never forget that I was murdered by you.
See you in hell.
Jean! [groans.]
Jean.
Huh? [shudders.]
[gasps.]
Jean! Help! Somebody! I need some help in here right now! I have a Code One! An officer has been stabbed and badly injured at Royal Hospital! - The attacker is at large! - Keith They're likely still in the area! - Requesting immediate dispatch! - run.
- Jean! Come on, Jean.
- Keith Don't you die on me! Hang in there.
Jean.
[rain pattering.]
[groans.]
[groaning.]
[Koku.]
Are you Canopus? [Keith.]
Well so we meet at last, huh Killer B.
Or should I say, "13"? Someday I'll be gone There's somewhere That we belong And God Has never played his role 'Cause I'm the one Who saves my soul It's a perfect world We're longing for So long Cursing shadows Hunt and gather In the city of no answer As we follow Endless questions Hands up In the same reflection Sometimes we try to feel How things just used to be In yesterdays Now or never, Make it better No one ever lives forever Wake me up, and let me go Someday I'll be gone To somewhere we all belong For so long Subtitle translation By David Fleming