Dead Mount Death Play (2023): Season 1, Episode 9 - The Signpost - full transcript

There's no reason to be so wary of us.

Well, I wish I could say we're here
to inquire about yesterday's fire,

but this is a personal visit.

It's my lunch break,

and I wanted to get my fortune told.

You in, Arase?

I'm not really interested in such things.

Wouldn't it be bad if I were told to quit
the police force because it's bad luck?

As always, you're such a headache.

Well then, how about
just reading my fortune?

Alright.



Please go to the room next door.

Okay, it's over here. Please follow me.

But speaking of which,
you're a student and a diviner, huh?

That's fine, but notify the government
of your new business within a month.

That's all I'll say
about such formal matters.

I have a request, young man.

Please guide poor police officers like us.

I'm not going to assist you in determining
where the escaped prisoner is now.

Oh… Well, that is our responsibility.

We'll find a way to solve it.

Anyway, if you can predict the future,

I want you to help us
prevent murders from happening.

My divination is not about
predicting the future.

I am simply observing
the flow of one's paths.



The paths you have walked in the past

and the countless possible paths
that extend into the future.

I've never seen him like this at home.

Looks like the real deal.

He must have gone through hell
to some extent.

If this fake Polka is plotting
something shady…

these two are police officers,
so I could blow the whistle on him.

I guess I don't need to
divine your occupation.

It's painfully obvious, isn't it?

If I observe more carefully,

I sense those around you who
have protected the peace of many people.

I see countless hands that have provided
advice and shelter to young boys.

You become a shield that protects
from blades that seek to torment others.

So, he knows that
I'm in the Community Safety Division.

Takumi Kuruya probably scrounged up
that intel from somewhere.

That headscarf must have
a communication device hidden inside.

Iwanome from
the Community Safety Division?

It's just one troublemaker after another.

Probably because when you visit
your ancestors and their houses,

you will see the portraits of many ladies.

He even knows about my blind dates?

A huge scar has been left on your past,

even causing you
to lose one of your wings.

As long as this scar remains on your mind,

you can only continue to move forward
on an underwater path.

Really?
Those words have piqued my interest.

So, will you tell me
how to get rid of this scar?

Do you want to get rid of this scar?

That is hard to say.

But if there is a path that can guide me

towards where the guy
who caused the scar is,

I'd be happy to hear it.

The wing that was torn off

will become the guideposts
that show you the way.

That… scared me just now.

How interesting.

That sound is the same as
when someone was writing last night.

I see.

They were chatting about comics
and games while practicing this magic.

Mr. Iwa?

Why?

What do you really know,

Polka Shinoyama?

Iwanome.

What the…

Is this for me? That's rare.

Oh, my favorite brand.

This brand still doesn't work for me.

What is this sign?

Do you remember it?

Well, yeah.

Don't forget it.

We must never let others see this sign.

Not only is it the guidepost
we are pursuing,

but also a one-way ticket to death.

How did you draw this?

I'm just pointing the way for you.

You only need to follow your heart…

and take action.

Sorry, sorry.

You just took me by surprise.

Take it.

It's the divination fee.

I can't take this much money.

Just take it.

It includes compensation
for wrinkling your clothes.

We won't bother you anymore today.

Goodbye.

We'll meet again, Polka Shinoyama.

Corpse God.

The person who has divined for you here
is not Polka Shinoyama,

but the Corpse God.

Alright.

The title of a diviner is very important.

However, yours sounds like a calamity,

so I don't know how to feel about that.

What's a calamity?

Do you know those two people just now?

They're police officers.

They seemed to have come here
because of the fire.

The attitude of that police officer
was strange just now.

What exactly was written on that paper?

Maybe it's a secret
related to the fake Polka.

I need to find out.

Young lady.

I'm going to buy ingredients for dinner.

Okay, thank you.

I'll leave it to you.

If you have time, pick up some
shark-related merch too.

It's fine even if I already have it.

Sure.

Large, round chunks of meat.

Fresh, tender shrimp.

You can taste the deliciousness
in each bite…

before the spicy surge that follows.

It's so delicious.

Mr. Iwa, why do you always
make that face when you eat here?

It's hard to look at.

Hey, if you have something else
to say to me, just say it.

This feels awkward.

Can I ask you about that?

I didn't really want you to bring it up,

but it's still better
than eating in silence.

Then I'll ask.

What happened to you earlier?

Oh, sorry.

I lost my composure.

That's not like you.

Isn't threatening others
my responsibility?

If I'm the whip,

then you're sweetener mixed with poison.

Right?

That's what I said a long time ago.

I have no words.

What exactly was written on that paper?

Sorry, let me think it over
on the way back.

I'll tell you at the next place.

Understood.
Then I'll just wait a little longer.

I'm glad you're back to your usual self.

Well, I have no choice but to calm down.

My temper is what caused
that whole mess before.

There they are.

I'll follow them a bit longer.

I already got the food and
shark-related merch at the store.

I've done my job perfectly.

I was happy to hear
Shinoyama's house burned down,

but I didn't expect this place
to get burned too.

Boss, isn't this vault fireproof?

There's something I must take out.

If the police or firefighters see it…

…would that be bad?

Stop talking nonsense and keep watch--

Here we go, here we go

Onwards we march

The toy march goes click, clock, clack

A line of puppet soldiers

Little horses and dogs together
Click, clock, clack

Summer bugs,

go wherever you want.

Of course, it goes wherever it wants.

Twirl, twirl.

It's not parchment,

nor pigskin.

Could it be human skin?

This is the bug you mentioned, right?

Mr. Fire-breathing Bug.

I've decided on the theme
for my comeback performance.

Let's all get this world excited.

Wow, what a disaster.

By the way, why did that detective
suddenly grab your collar?

What did you ask
the soul attached to that guy?

That guy wasn't haunted by anything.

Really?

There aren't many people
who are followed by ghosts.

At times like that,

I use Takumi's research to provide advice.

Huh?

So you wrote something without
much thought and it made him that angry?

No, I think it's because…

Hey, why did you keep it from me?

Oh, what could I possibly hide from you?

To be honest, I had given up.

Right.

I shouldn't have believed it.

That person cannot die easily.

What are you talking about?

Don't play dumb anymore.

That person disappeared
from this city five years ago.

Only you can do such a thing.

And I know you're connected
with Polka Shinoyama.

That person is…

He unexpectedly conveyed a message
to me through divination.

What Polka Shinoyama wrote down

should be information that
only I and that person knew.

If he mentioned it
to anyone other than me,

it would be you.

I'm sorry.

I have no idea what you're talking about.

Who are you talking about?

Don't play dumb.

He said he wanted to handle it on his own,

so I let him handle it.

So I don't know
what he wrote on the paper.

The room was too dark to see.

What?

Are you saying that the person
who wrote something to the detective is…

An inspector who wreaked havoc with me,

which also made him
quite unpopular with the police.

He is also your important senior.

-Mr. Hosorogi.
-Mr. Hosorogi.

So, Mr. Hosorogi.

Do you know that detective?

SHINJUKU IS REALLY SMALL,
OR SHOULD I SAY, "THE WATER RUNS DEEP"

That name sure brings back memories.

Yeah, it's been a while for me too
since I last said his name.

You look happy,

but also a bit angry.

That's natural.

After all, only I was being played around.

As for the reason why I'm angry,

it's mainly related to Polka Shinoyama.

What happened to that child?

The purpose of
the Community Safety Division

is not to provide guidance to children,

but to protect
their past, present, and future.

This is what Mr. Hosorogi told me
when he was the chief of our station.

Oh, that's really strange.

Are you saying Mr. Hosorogi
involved Polka in something?

I don't know if he's doing it
out of necessity

or if it's your doing.

If it's the former,

then I should confront you face-to-face.

There's no need to involve
a child in this mess.

At the very least,

I don't remember ever
involving a child in anything.

I just lent the building
to Polka Shinoyama out of goodwill.

I was able to connect with
a key member of the Shinoyama Group.

How could I let
such a tempting opportunity slip by?

I see.

If your good intentions stem
from self-interest, they're still valid.

In that case,

you shouldn't have gotten
Mr. Hosorogi's affairs involved.

If they start investigating
this matter out of interest,

both Polka and the bespectacled
high school girl will be in danger.

This was big enough that even
Mr. Hosorogi had to go into hiding.

You speak as if you are certain
that he is still alive.

I've received some intelligence
only I can understand, after all.

Forget it.

Play dumb if you want.

But send a message along.

I will cut off
the corruption in the police force

and create a place
that Mr. Hosorogi can return to.

Clarissa, what he said just now is…

You can ignore it.

But Polka might be Mr. Hosorogi's…

It doesn't matter.

That person is probably thinking
more about money than someone like me.

Hosorogi and Clarissa.

It seems necessary for me to investigate
the people in this bar.

I must crush these poisonous insects

who are close to Master.

A Metropolitan Police Department
inspector?!

What is an inspector?

A higher-up who investigates
internal misconduct in the police force.

Right, there were roles like that
in my world too.

So, Mr. Hosorogi,
you were those detectives' boss?

NOT IN THE SAME DEPARTMENT

BUT WE KNOW EACH OTHER

Really?

Incredible.

Did you do anything that
fit the role of an inspector?

I WAS CALLED A DELINQUENT INSPECTOR,
A SCUMBAG WHO EXPOSED SCUM

So cool.

Is it really?

So what did you write
on that piece of paper, Mr. Hosorogi?

IF YOU WANT TO KNOW,
YOU HAVE TO PAY AN INFORMANT FEE.

Are you really a former inspector?

That's too much money.

IT'S FINE. PLENTY OF WAYS
TO EARN MONEY. LEAVE IT TO ME.

Why are you acting so tough?

The police grabbed Polka's collar
because of whatever you wrote.

OH, THAT'S MY BAD.
I SHOULD APOLOGIZE. SORRY.

SORRY TO INVOLVE YOU,
BUT THIS IS ONE OF MY EARTHLY REGRETS.

Ah, then there's nothing
we can do about it.

What does this mean?

In exchange for working for me,

I need to help him
resolve several regrets in this world.

That is my contract with Mr. Hosorogi.

If his wish has been fulfilled,
won't he go to heaven?

I AM NOT AN UNGRATEFUL PERSON

If those police officers
can handle things smoothly,

will that resolve one of your regrets?

WELL… HOPEFULLY

Got it.

Regrets, huh?

Then I will have to face Lisa eventually.

TOKYO DETENTION CENTER

The world is both vast and small.

If two people truly wish to meet again,

it's surprisingly easy to achieve.

Don't you think so?

Prisoner ID number 243291343432497.

You just randomly assigned me
a prisoner number.

You didn't come to see me
just to talk about that, did you?

Tena Sorimura.

Or should I say, "Phantom Solitaire."

Then I shall call you the "Grocer."

But speaking of which,
can you act more surprised?

I wanted you to laugh
about the prisoner ID number.

If you want me to smile, you have to
provide something that is worth it.

If you can satisfy me even more,
I might even refund the difference.

Forget it.

Someday, I will make you laugh.

Today, I just came to
make a deal with you.

Thank you very much for your patronage.

I want to buy intelligence.

I want to pay for everything you know
about this sign.

I certainly have intel.

So, let's begin our negotiations.

For starters,
please provide equivalent information.

The Grocer.

According to
Metropolitan Police Department files,

he can be traced back to a merchant family
that existed 100 years ago.

This man, who was arrested
by Tsubaki Iwanome,

is a descendant of the family
recorded in the files.

He is the fifth generation.

He has a special space within
this highly disciplined detention center.

Allowing the Grocer to keep this space

reflects the essence of his existence.

This single-person cell

is exactly what he obtained
through his dealings with the nation,

and it is also proof of his power.

He relies neither on force nor knowledge,
but on trade.

This is the simplest power.

From individual lives
to national destinies,

there is nothing he can't trade.

Mass-produced goods, limited editions,
stolen or lost items, and sacred relics.

He trades everything
except for one thing. His own heart.

I'm not very good at violence,

but when it comes down to it,
I use playing cards as weapons.

Why…

have people believed…

that playing cards could be used
as weapons

from ancient times to the present?

I have not studied this,

so I don't know about
that kind of history.

The answer is only one.

Because it's cool.

I see.

You have wasted quite a bit of my time.

This will raise the price quite a bit.

Wait!

You said you wanted
equivalent information for starters,

so I told you some valuable information.

I'm not sure
what your standard for value is.

At least for me,

the stock price of Phantom Solitaire
has plummeted.

That's absurd!

That's my line.

Well, then let me give you
another piece of valuable information.

When counting money,

applying some oil to your hands can reduce
the chances of injuring your fingers.

Isn't it enough to wear rubber gloves
or apply hand cream?

The intel that you, an extraordinary
criminal, are actually a huge fool

actually has worth in itself.

Don't say it like that.

What I can offer you in exchange
after you taught me this information…

is this.

30 yen?!

They taste pretty good, so I'll take them.

But don't try to fool me with food.

Quickly present the intelligence
that I'm dying to know.

There are many meanings
behind the symbols on playing cards.

As for French playing cards,

spades represent swords
and clubs represent cudgels.

Hearts represent cups
and diamonds mean money.

Symbols of all kinds released
throughout the world

and their simplified forms

almost always have some kind of meaning.

For example,

this diagonal line represents a sword.

There once existed an ancient knightly
order in Central and Eastern Europe

that used a crest somewhat similar.

However, that's not related at all.

Okay, the free trial ends here.

If you want to get more information,

you need to provide
something of equal value.

Okay, I'm doing this all
for the performance.

Name your price.

Are you sure?

My price is based on the amount of money
customers have on hand.

But when I say "amount of money on hand,"

I don't mean the cash in your wallet.

Today is the day mentioned in
the Phantom Solitaire's warning.

Has he taken any action?

Oh, that's today?

I can't wait to see what he'll do.

He doesn't seem like the kind of person
who would plan a bomb terrorist attack.

Good morning.

What a great morning.

It's already noon.

Don't worry.

You don't need to distinguish between
morning and noon when guarding your room.

What kind of twisted logic is that?

Morning.

Morning.

Hey, what's that?

Wow! Amazing!

There's something over Shinjuku.

Countless airships appeared in the sky.

Why?

Wasn't I reincarnated into another world?

Polka, do you recognize that sign?

There's no doubt about it.

That's…

the emblem of the empire
that was destroyed in my last world.