Banana Fish (2018) s01e14 Episode Script

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He killed them all, alone?
That's humanly impossible.
Even if it is to protect yourself,
your claws and fangs are too sharp, Ash.
Clear the way, emergency patient.
What's taking Ash so long?
He better not have changed his mind.
If that's the case, it's okay with me.
To be honest, I'm still not sure
if separating them
is the right thing to do.
I brought him to the US
to free him from Japan's stuffiness.
And he really livened up.
Especially since he met Ash.
They're from different countries, races,
and backgrounds.
And yet, they've found a friend
like none other in each other.
And I'm separating them again.
I'm trying to keep him from hurting,
but I might be hurting him doing so.
I totally get you,
but things have gone too far
A street gang riot broke out this morning.
It has been suppressed by the police,
but the area is still in disorder.
It's believed that the riot
was caused by opposing gang leaders
We've got to go back, Shunichi!
Eiji isn't coming.
I think he's with Ash!
He fought it out with Arthur.
Even if I die,
will you keep tracking this case?
He was acting strange.
Damn it, why didn't I notice it then?
Charlie, it's me!
I've been ignoring everyone
I've been wandering around
I've been deceived everything
At that time
Then you appeared in front of me
You ignited my pale heart
We've been looking for each other
From now on
Save you
The infinite sacrifices
The blurry ideals
I won't let it all go to waste
So I tore up the sadness
built up inside me, into tiny pieces
Get away from me
Get away from dark nightmare
Just now, chip at your heart
We just fight for freedom
All the arguments, all the colliding
I wanted to save you, despite all that
Get away from me
Get away from dark nightmare
We don't want to go through that again
The time is ripe
Listen to the bells of inception ring
Get away from me
Pulse 61, blood pressure 75 over 42.
He's lost a lot of blood.
A ligature on the abdominal aorta.
Scalpel.
Don't look at me like that.
Stop looking at me like that.
I
I'm a murderer A murderer!
Eiji
I don't want you seeing me like this!
I wonder what he meant by that?
I can't waste my time just sitting here.
I have to go and be by his side.
Charlie! How's Ash? Will he make it?
The doctor says he has
a 50 percent chance.
You've got to be kidding.
And Ei-chan?
We're searching for him,
but everything's still a mess over there.
Max!
You idiot, running off like that
while you're on bail.
Captain! I, um
Oh well. That can wait.
The operation is over.
The knife reached his peritoneum.
Any normal person would die.
He looks delicate,
but he has a strong, iron-like body.
He'll make it then?
If he's strong enough, he'll pull through.
Worried about Ash?
Don't worry, they didn't get him.
Arthur isn't strong enough.
Nah, nobody is strong enough.
He'll only be killed
if he brings it on himself.
Is there a Soo-Ling Sing?
-That's me.
-Get out. You're discharged.
-What about my guys?
-Eiji Okumura, out.
Hey, why him?
All right, you both follow me.
Haven't seen you around.
Which gang are you in?
I'm Japanese.
Ash's friend.
Ash's?
How disappointing, Soo-Ling Sing.
So it was you.
What are you doing? Let go of me!
Hey!
Who is he?
I'll explain later. Get in.
I told you to leave Ash alone.
I can understand how
you can't help but idolize him,
but I can't have you
causing me even more trouble.
I don't idolize him!
Admit it. Idolization and rebellion.
Quite a conflict you have there.
Whatever.
Hey, you're not going to leave my guys
in there, are you?
Don't worry, I'll have them released soon.
Then could you get a guy named Cain Blood
released too?
An acquaintance?
I guess.
Master.
Lock that Japanese boy up.
But treat him well.
Yes, sir.
Big brother, you mustn't leave your room.
Be a good boy and go back to your room.
My big brother is sick.
Sick? He's more like
A whole different person?
Not like the arrogant and ambitious
Lee Hua-Lung?
That's right. He's just a marionette now.
What's wrong? You hated him, right?
Guess what? So do I.
What's that noise?
Where am I?
I can't move
My limbs are like lead.
Am I dying?
How quiet and peaceful it is.
It's like all the "pain" never happened.
Sadness, happiness, everything.
Death gently strips them away.
No need to glare. I won't eat you up.
Why are you locking me up in here?
I must go, right now!
There's nothing you can do to help Ash.
You know?
Of course.
The operation went well,
and he's in good hands.
Good.
But I have bad news, too.
Golzine is coming back.
Obviously, he must already know
what went on.
And how Ash is severely hurt
and bedridden.
I can imagine that filthy old man
licking his lips on hearing that news.
Where are you going?
I'm leaving.
And what can you do to help him?
A friend? What a joke.
You think so highly of yourself
compared to that peerless Ash Lynx?
He has no need for friends.
Ash is a wild beast.
A beautiful beast,
free and uncontrollable.
All he needs are those that idolize him
and those like Arthur who defy him.
He doesn't need anyone else.
Especially not you,
who's only a burden to him.
You didn't realize that?
I see you're stupid.
What's wrong? What's with the face?
I tend to get made fun of
by people younger than me,
but this is the first time
somebody has been openly hostile to me.
You really irritate me.
It seems like you do either of the two
to those around you.
You make people want to protect you,
like with Ash,
or make them want to
tear you apart and crush you.
Too bad, but I seem to be the latter.
There is such a thing as visceral hatred.
I'm sure you haven't a clue
what I'm talking about.
So, what to do with you now.
Hey, how are you feeling?
Still can't die, huh.
Don't say that.
It's a good thing you're alive.
I wouldn't be so sure.
You understand what you did, right?
You're 18 now. You're not a child anymore.
I've ignored the law all my life.
I'm not going to ask the law
to protect me now.
I see.
It's hard to believe that those are words
from someone just back from his grave.
He was sexually abused
when he was only 8 years old.
It's no wonder he doesn't believe
in the judicial system.
There's only a fine line
between criminals and victims.
It's heartbreaking.
Damn it.
He didn't go back to Japan.
Excuse me, Mr. Policeman.
-Hi.
-How are you feeling?
We're going to be in charge of you.
-Nice to meet you.
-Nice to meet you.
Yeah.
And we've already decided to take turns.
So let us know when, okay?
Huh?
You know, this.
Keep them away from me!
They won't let me take a piss alone.
This isn't a strip club.
Urinals aren't for their entertainment!
Captain.
Excuse me.
It isn't easy being hot, huh.
Did you meet Eiji?
Did he come here?
Uh, right. Eiji.
Only lawyers are allowed to meet you now.
Mr. Halper from
the Public Prosecutor's Office.
An intelligence test?
It's just a formality.
It doesn't mean anything.
You want to know if I'm just plain crazy
or crazy mad?
You're so funny.
I have a question.
Is there a word you can't read?
It's this problem.
Advanced mathematics?
I think this last problem
is asking about the Fibonacci sequence.
But then, after 3 should be 5.
But this problem says 6.
So I substituted a random numeral
Then f(x)=a451796expt.0.480512 squared
Is it a typo or a new mathematical theory
I don't know of?
I hardly even went to grade school so
Uh, actually, you didn't have to
go that far.
Okay, on to the next text.
What does this look like?
Your wife.
An IQ of 180, huh.
I remember this boy.
That shrewd old man said
he was 20,000 bucks a night.
He was already Golzine's pet by then.
He didn't want to give him up.
But he really slipped up this time.
What's going to happen to this project?
I've invested too much time and money
for it to go to waste.
No need to worry.
This matter will not effect the project.
Anyways, we must get rid of the boy.
Golzine wanted us to hand him over
if we caught him alive.
We can't risk having him alive.
This boy could be the end of me.
The end of all of us.
Poor boy. He could've lived longer
if he was just pretty and brainless.
Hello.
What happened to Sally?
You're awake?
This is supposed to be Sally's shift.
Who are you?
Sally's busy now, so I'm taking over.
What's in that?
Why do you ask?
You can't answer my question?
-What the
-Stand back!
Who sent you?
I'll break your neck!
No
The poison.
She just came and attacked me.
She shot a cop and killed herself.
What's up, old man.
-How did you know she wasn't a nurse?
-The smell.
Her perfume or something?
The lack of.
The first rule of assassination
is never to leave behind any traces.
But it cost her her life.
No nurse doesn't smell of antiseptics.
Clever.
Ash!
This is bad. I can't leave him here.
That little punk is causing us
too much trouble.
Dr. Mannerheim has offered
to take him off our hands.
He's interested in that boy.
Fine, he can have him.
Good work, Captain.
We'll take over this case from here.
But why? Chief, what's the FBI doing here?
Orders from above.
You're not to be involved
in this case anymore.
But
The doctors were shocked, too.
Getting in a brawl like that
after such a huge operation.
It was good exercise.
I was worried I might get fat lying here.
You don't have to act tough. You're pale.
It's just so irritating,
not being able to move my own body.
Things like these will keep happening
if you stay here.
There are too many people who
want you dead, not just Golzine.
But the guy behind it this time
wasn't the old man.
He'd want to capture me alive
and torture me to death.
Which reminds me,
Golzine is coming back next week.
I wonder if he found a good taxidermist.
About the money you stole
from GOOSE's secret account
I'm thinking of exposing this story
on his homecoming.
But how?
You're just now a freelance journalist.
Are you going to write a blog?
It'll just be a joke.
I know people in the right place.
Be careful now. I'll get you out of here.
-You?
-Have faith in your "dad."
Later.
Unbelievable.
Like something out of a paperback.
But every intelligence agency dreams
of developing mind-control drugs.
Until recently,
dreaming was all they could do.
But they began to focus on it again
in the 2000s.
Thanks to a certain drug.
That Banana Fish thing?
It's the drug behind
Senator Peter Grant's death.
If we can find evidence for this,
we could uncover a huge conspiracy.
All right. I'll sign you for this.
Hello?
What!
Hello.
We are taking over your case
from here on out.
The FBI?
The psychiatric test you took
the other day showed an abnormity.
You need to be tested
at the National Mental Health Center.
I heard you tried to escape again.
You have some spunk.
Mr. Yut Lung.
Ash Lynx has been discharged.
Straight, then left. Another right.
That means we're headed north.
Salty air. The highway along the river?
No, it's a bridge.
We're crossing a bridge.
It's New Jersey.
You're being quiet.
I hear you have an outstanding IQ.
You don't look like
a blood-thirsty murderer.
You don't look like the FBI either.
Suits by Tom Stuart,
neckties by Franco Facci.
And Holden straight last shoes.
You make it too easy, it's laughable.
I see. What they said about you is true.
Welcome, Ash Lynx.
I'm Dr. Mannerheim. I'm in charge here.
Anyways, ask George for me tomorrow.
They'll have to let a lawyer meet him.
Hello?
Max, check the news out, now!
investigating the cause.
Ash Lynx, 18 years old, was arrested
for violence between rivaling gangs.
He was badly wounded
and had been hospitalized.
Early this morning, he died after being
transported to the Mental Health Center.
He died He died