Golgo 13 (2008–2009): Season 1, Episode 40 - Brutes' Banquet - full transcript
You are a first-rate sniper, one they say
never lets his target get away.
It is with great expectations that
we've hired you, the mighty Spartacus.
You can save your praise
until after the job's done.
I am Rosmacdonaro, and I run an ore mining
company based out of South Africa.
This is Petensen, president of
a Swedish computer company.
The truth is, someone is out to kill us both.
We want you to eliminate him.
This is the man.
If you agree, we'll pay $500,000 up front.
$500,000 to take out this man is too little.
Add on another $500,000.
O-one million dollars?
That's not what we discussed.
Marco, didn't your research show that Spartacus
charges $200,000 to $500,000 for a hit?
Y-yes.
If you won't meet my terms, then we're done.
Find someone else.
Please wait, Spartacus!
No one else can do this job!
We can't think of anyone else
capable of taking on Golgo 13!
Mr. Rosmacdonaro! Mr. Petensen!
Okay, fine. We'll pay $1 million.
All right, Petensen?
Yeah.
Atemonai michi bakari wo furafura aruite ita
Ima doko wo mezashite,
nani wo shite ii no ka mo
Kimi ga suki na ano kyoku,
car stereo no volume wo
Saidai ni shite, kimochi katameru
Kousaten mo shingou mo nai ippoutsuukou wo
Kimi ni oitsuku you na speed de
So faraway, hashiridasou!
Brake nante fumanaide yukou, zenkai de
Oh someday, itsu no hi ka
Darenimo mitsukaranai you na my place
Me ni wa mienai mono, koshou shita toki
Shuuri suru houhou, boku shidai
So faraway, hashiridasou!
Reset shite, tomo ni start da, genkai mo
Oh someday, itsu no hi ka
Kimi to dattara mitsukaru bokura no dream
A Banquet for Brutes
A total of eight ultra-sensitive,
high-vision cameras and infrared cameras.
Are they in place?
Yes. They're all rigged to be
operable by remote control.
And the microphone setup is working?
Yes. We've set up ambient mics and
gun mics at each location.
You'll be able to hear an insect crawl.
Good. Let's pack up.
It's Marco. Everything is ready. The hidden
cameras and mics have been set up perfectly.
Incidentally, Marco, there's no chance of
any cops or nosy bystanders showing up?
Not to worry. Not even
a mouse could get through.
We've gone through all the channels,
and completely rented out the Coliseum.
I'd like to test the television feed.
Can you please flip the switch?
It's showing up fine. Excellent work.
Very well, the show starts in two hours.
Please enjoy.
Yeah, thanks.
Now we can watch
the battle of the century, broadcast live.
And just for us two.
We've played our share of savage games...
Get them!
Compared to this, it's all been
child's play up till now, eh?
Two more hours? I can hardly wait.
Hey, Spartacus has found something!
Use camera No. 5 to track his line of sight!
Okay.
H-he's here!
Thank you for coming, Golgo 13.
He showed up. Golgo 13 showed up!
Well, it's about to begin.
Yeah.
I didn't think you'd simply accept my challenge.
My words "If you don't take this challenge, -
I'll view Golgo 13 as second-rate"
had an effect, did they?
No. I just wanted to see why a professional like
Spartacus would do something like this.
Feel free, at any time.
Now look. Be sure not to miss the decisive shot.
This will be over in an instant!
O-okay.
What is it? Why don't they move?
Why aren't they shooting?
It's not that they won't move,
but they CAN'T move.
I-it's the real thing. This is the real thing!
Well, it IS a $1 million show.
Fire!
What happened? What happened?!
Which one got hit?
Get a close-up! Get a close-up!
We can get their expressions!
O-okay.
Y-you probably wanna finish me off, but...
Your gun's already out of...
I have no more bullets. Normally
I leave one round in reserve, but...
You moved splendidly.
So did you. But I'm the one with
a hole in his gut. I ain't got long...
Still, I made Golgo 13 use so many
bullets that he couldn't finish me off.
I should be happy with that, right?
Why did you agree to this show?
What do you mean, "show"?
There are several TV cameras
and mics set up around us.
That means somewhere,
somebody is watching all this.
What was that?
M-Marco!
I get it. It finally makes sense.
This wasn't to save their lives: they just wanted
to enjoy watching us kill each other, is that it?
What a joke. I used my life,
did all this just for their enjoyment.
I hate 'em. I hate those guys.
They gotta pay. I-I can't go out like this!
Gabriel Rosmacdonaro... Ingemar Petensen...
Kill those two guys for me, Golgo 13!
Of course, I know better than anyone that
a pro like you won't act on sympathy or pity.
I don't expect you to, not for a minute.
But I got no one else...
And I got more than $3 million sitting in
a Swiss bank account with no one to claim it.
I wanna use it to hire you.
The account info is written on the back fabric
of my left breast pocket.
Well? Will you take on this job, Golgo 13?
If you don't answer soon... it'll be too late.
Understood. I'll do it.
What?! Golgo 13 accepted Spartacus's job!
It's true, Golgo 13 is really
going to come and kill us!
Wh-what have we done?!
Marco, did you hear that?
What those two just said?
I was about to call you. Please rest easy.
I've already contacted the Sicilian mafia.
Giuseppe Mangano has assembled
a crack team of 20 members.
He's on his way right now
to give you two protection.
Give me that.
But this is Golgo 13 we're talking about.
Will that be enough?!
You'll be fine.
One of them's a pro who volunteered
when he heard the target is Golgo 13.
The two of you just be sure
to stay where you are.
Understood. We'll do that.
Oh, say! Let's go to my villa in Johannesburg.
My mine in South Africa is completely
secure against insurgency or intrusion.
I can mobilize a private army of 300 men.
Well? Will you flee to South Africa with me?
I don't think mafia protection alone
can keep us safe enough, -
and I doubt we'll be able to raise
that kind of security here...
All right, it's settled.
Who is it?!
Mr. Mangano is here to see you.
By order of the head office in Sicily,
I've come here to provide protection for you.
It's about time! And we were
just talking about you.
Your job here is finished.
I ask that you protect us from Golgo 13
and get us safely to Johannesburg.
Johannesburg, you say?
That's right. I don't care how much money
it costs. Get everything in order!
How many times do you think
I've been body searched just to get here?!
On top of that, you're gonna cancel my ticket?!
We received a terrorist bomb threat, and
one of the airport's buildings was set on fire.
With the exception of fighter planes and some
international flights, the airport is on lockdown.
There's only one of these flights a week!
Now you're saying we have to change airplanes?
If we go from a jumbo jet to a smaller
Boeing 727, it'll limit the number of passengers!
Everything's according to plan.
We blew up the bomb we planted at
the airport and made our terrorist threat.
As expected, the military was mobilized,
thus providing you with protection.
Why not just use a private jet?
I have one in Switzerland.
It would be simple for someone of Golgo 13's
skill to shoot down a private plane.
But a regular flight, packed
with passengers in economy-class...
Not even he would move carelessly against it.
Why did you have us go to a smaller Boeing?
You'll understand shortly.
What's with these lights?
They're for cover. The closest
shelter is 1.5 km away.
That's within Golgo 13's range of fire...
But even if he uses an infrared scope,
he can't take aim at this distance.
And if he tries using a starlight scope,
the car's lights will short it out.
Everything's okay inside! All the passengers
in economy have been checked out.
The change in airplanes
was for the sake of this trap.
We needed something we could board
directly without being too careless.
I get it.
What's that plane there?
Probably one of the military's planes.
In any case, it's got nothing to do with us.
The soldiers guarding my mine have been
sent to the airport in Johannesburg, -
but what about when the plane stops
to refuel in Nairobi, Kenya?
Not to worry. I've already made an international
call, instructing them to beef up security there.
Also, all passengers on commuter planes
going from Rome to Kenya tonight
have already been checked by
men from our organization.
In any case, this plane is the fastest
route from Italy to Johannesburg.
Both of you, please sit back and relax.
I see. Just make sure
that you get us there safely.
We'll be in Johannesburg in about another hour.
Giuseppe, do you think that Golgo 13 will come
after us even once we've hidden in the mine?
He's sure to have been injured
while fighting Spartacus.
No matter what, we should be careful.
Common sense means nothing to him.
We're here.
We made it unharmed. So long as the soldiers
protect us till we reach the mine, we'll be safe.
Say, Giuseppe: I suppose you deserve a bonus.
How unexpected. Thank you very much.
Please come ahead, Mr. Rosmacdonaro.
There's no way that Golgo 13
could have gotten here sooner.
Yes, you're right.
Impossible! It ain't possible!
Just where is he?
H-hey! What's that plane?
It's a special military plane
that just flew in straight from Rome.
It's carrying a foreign convoy
en route to suppress anti-government
forces in neighboring countries.
It stopped here to refuel 30 minutes ago.
Direct from Rome? So that special plane
overtook us while we were refueling in Nairobi!
Dammit! It's him... Golgo 13!
Yo, so you signed up with the foreign platoon
so you could kill some people, huh?
Gettin' paid to kill people is the best!
I've killed dozens in Africa, and not
one of 'em has had a bone in his body!
Wait, I think there was one.
It was durin' the civil war in the Congo.
He was the leader of a band of guerillas.
It almost looked like we weren't gonna make it.
Anyway, he had a weird name. He took the name
of the leader of a band of Roman slaves.
Uh, let's see, what was it...?
Spartacus.
Yeah, that's it! Spartacus!
He chose a classy name for himself, huh?
I bet he's gonna make it big!
Dare nimo soudan dekizu ni nayami
Fusagikonde tachidomatta mama
Ugokezu ni ita no wa
Itsu no koro datta ka na
Kitto
Hito wa jibun ga kizu tsuku to aite mo
Kizutsuiteru koto ni kizuite agerarenai, zutto
Kimi mo kurushinde ita yo ne
Onaji
Mainichi no kurikaeshi no naka
Kimi ga kawaranaide
Ite kureru kara
Watashi mo sono mama no jibun ukeirerareru
Mou kimi o hitori ni sasenai
Furueru kokoro ni sotto furete
Sabishikatta no wa jibun dake ja nai
Koto ni kizuita
Yawaraka na hizashi ni tsutsumarete
Nagasugita fuyu mo owaru ne
Kodoku o shitta bun dake kitto
Futari wa tsuyoku nareru
London, midnight.
At Petticoat Lane, a mysterious woman
beckons to Golgo from the foggy streets.
Just then, some men suddenly
appear and attack.
Golgo takes the woman and
the two flee the city.
And at the end of their flight,
all mysteries will become clear.
Next time on Golgo 13,
"The Night Fog of Petticoat Lane"
The Night Fog of Petticoat Lane
Next time on Golgo 13,
"The Night Fog of Petticoat Lane"
The Night Fog of Petticoat Lane
The Night Fog of Petticoat Lane
Do not stand behind him, if you value your life!
Do not stand behind him, if you value your life!
never lets his target get away.
It is with great expectations that
we've hired you, the mighty Spartacus.
You can save your praise
until after the job's done.
I am Rosmacdonaro, and I run an ore mining
company based out of South Africa.
This is Petensen, president of
a Swedish computer company.
The truth is, someone is out to kill us both.
We want you to eliminate him.
This is the man.
If you agree, we'll pay $500,000 up front.
$500,000 to take out this man is too little.
Add on another $500,000.
O-one million dollars?
That's not what we discussed.
Marco, didn't your research show that Spartacus
charges $200,000 to $500,000 for a hit?
Y-yes.
If you won't meet my terms, then we're done.
Find someone else.
Please wait, Spartacus!
No one else can do this job!
We can't think of anyone else
capable of taking on Golgo 13!
Mr. Rosmacdonaro! Mr. Petensen!
Okay, fine. We'll pay $1 million.
All right, Petensen?
Yeah.
Atemonai michi bakari wo furafura aruite ita
Ima doko wo mezashite,
nani wo shite ii no ka mo
Kimi ga suki na ano kyoku,
car stereo no volume wo
Saidai ni shite, kimochi katameru
Kousaten mo shingou mo nai ippoutsuukou wo
Kimi ni oitsuku you na speed de
So faraway, hashiridasou!
Brake nante fumanaide yukou, zenkai de
Oh someday, itsu no hi ka
Darenimo mitsukaranai you na my place
Me ni wa mienai mono, koshou shita toki
Shuuri suru houhou, boku shidai
So faraway, hashiridasou!
Reset shite, tomo ni start da, genkai mo
Oh someday, itsu no hi ka
Kimi to dattara mitsukaru bokura no dream
A Banquet for Brutes
A total of eight ultra-sensitive,
high-vision cameras and infrared cameras.
Are they in place?
Yes. They're all rigged to be
operable by remote control.
And the microphone setup is working?
Yes. We've set up ambient mics and
gun mics at each location.
You'll be able to hear an insect crawl.
Good. Let's pack up.
It's Marco. Everything is ready. The hidden
cameras and mics have been set up perfectly.
Incidentally, Marco, there's no chance of
any cops or nosy bystanders showing up?
Not to worry. Not even
a mouse could get through.
We've gone through all the channels,
and completely rented out the Coliseum.
I'd like to test the television feed.
Can you please flip the switch?
It's showing up fine. Excellent work.
Very well, the show starts in two hours.
Please enjoy.
Yeah, thanks.
Now we can watch
the battle of the century, broadcast live.
And just for us two.
We've played our share of savage games...
Get them!
Compared to this, it's all been
child's play up till now, eh?
Two more hours? I can hardly wait.
Hey, Spartacus has found something!
Use camera No. 5 to track his line of sight!
Okay.
H-he's here!
Thank you for coming, Golgo 13.
He showed up. Golgo 13 showed up!
Well, it's about to begin.
Yeah.
I didn't think you'd simply accept my challenge.
My words "If you don't take this challenge, -
I'll view Golgo 13 as second-rate"
had an effect, did they?
No. I just wanted to see why a professional like
Spartacus would do something like this.
Feel free, at any time.
Now look. Be sure not to miss the decisive shot.
This will be over in an instant!
O-okay.
What is it? Why don't they move?
Why aren't they shooting?
It's not that they won't move,
but they CAN'T move.
I-it's the real thing. This is the real thing!
Well, it IS a $1 million show.
Fire!
What happened? What happened?!
Which one got hit?
Get a close-up! Get a close-up!
We can get their expressions!
O-okay.
Y-you probably wanna finish me off, but...
Your gun's already out of...
I have no more bullets. Normally
I leave one round in reserve, but...
You moved splendidly.
So did you. But I'm the one with
a hole in his gut. I ain't got long...
Still, I made Golgo 13 use so many
bullets that he couldn't finish me off.
I should be happy with that, right?
Why did you agree to this show?
What do you mean, "show"?
There are several TV cameras
and mics set up around us.
That means somewhere,
somebody is watching all this.
What was that?
M-Marco!
I get it. It finally makes sense.
This wasn't to save their lives: they just wanted
to enjoy watching us kill each other, is that it?
What a joke. I used my life,
did all this just for their enjoyment.
I hate 'em. I hate those guys.
They gotta pay. I-I can't go out like this!
Gabriel Rosmacdonaro... Ingemar Petensen...
Kill those two guys for me, Golgo 13!
Of course, I know better than anyone that
a pro like you won't act on sympathy or pity.
I don't expect you to, not for a minute.
But I got no one else...
And I got more than $3 million sitting in
a Swiss bank account with no one to claim it.
I wanna use it to hire you.
The account info is written on the back fabric
of my left breast pocket.
Well? Will you take on this job, Golgo 13?
If you don't answer soon... it'll be too late.
Understood. I'll do it.
What?! Golgo 13 accepted Spartacus's job!
It's true, Golgo 13 is really
going to come and kill us!
Wh-what have we done?!
Marco, did you hear that?
What those two just said?
I was about to call you. Please rest easy.
I've already contacted the Sicilian mafia.
Giuseppe Mangano has assembled
a crack team of 20 members.
He's on his way right now
to give you two protection.
Give me that.
But this is Golgo 13 we're talking about.
Will that be enough?!
You'll be fine.
One of them's a pro who volunteered
when he heard the target is Golgo 13.
The two of you just be sure
to stay where you are.
Understood. We'll do that.
Oh, say! Let's go to my villa in Johannesburg.
My mine in South Africa is completely
secure against insurgency or intrusion.
I can mobilize a private army of 300 men.
Well? Will you flee to South Africa with me?
I don't think mafia protection alone
can keep us safe enough, -
and I doubt we'll be able to raise
that kind of security here...
All right, it's settled.
Who is it?!
Mr. Mangano is here to see you.
By order of the head office in Sicily,
I've come here to provide protection for you.
It's about time! And we were
just talking about you.
Your job here is finished.
I ask that you protect us from Golgo 13
and get us safely to Johannesburg.
Johannesburg, you say?
That's right. I don't care how much money
it costs. Get everything in order!
How many times do you think
I've been body searched just to get here?!
On top of that, you're gonna cancel my ticket?!
We received a terrorist bomb threat, and
one of the airport's buildings was set on fire.
With the exception of fighter planes and some
international flights, the airport is on lockdown.
There's only one of these flights a week!
Now you're saying we have to change airplanes?
If we go from a jumbo jet to a smaller
Boeing 727, it'll limit the number of passengers!
Everything's according to plan.
We blew up the bomb we planted at
the airport and made our terrorist threat.
As expected, the military was mobilized,
thus providing you with protection.
Why not just use a private jet?
I have one in Switzerland.
It would be simple for someone of Golgo 13's
skill to shoot down a private plane.
But a regular flight, packed
with passengers in economy-class...
Not even he would move carelessly against it.
Why did you have us go to a smaller Boeing?
You'll understand shortly.
What's with these lights?
They're for cover. The closest
shelter is 1.5 km away.
That's within Golgo 13's range of fire...
But even if he uses an infrared scope,
he can't take aim at this distance.
And if he tries using a starlight scope,
the car's lights will short it out.
Everything's okay inside! All the passengers
in economy have been checked out.
The change in airplanes
was for the sake of this trap.
We needed something we could board
directly without being too careless.
I get it.
What's that plane there?
Probably one of the military's planes.
In any case, it's got nothing to do with us.
The soldiers guarding my mine have been
sent to the airport in Johannesburg, -
but what about when the plane stops
to refuel in Nairobi, Kenya?
Not to worry. I've already made an international
call, instructing them to beef up security there.
Also, all passengers on commuter planes
going from Rome to Kenya tonight
have already been checked by
men from our organization.
In any case, this plane is the fastest
route from Italy to Johannesburg.
Both of you, please sit back and relax.
I see. Just make sure
that you get us there safely.
We'll be in Johannesburg in about another hour.
Giuseppe, do you think that Golgo 13 will come
after us even once we've hidden in the mine?
He's sure to have been injured
while fighting Spartacus.
No matter what, we should be careful.
Common sense means nothing to him.
We're here.
We made it unharmed. So long as the soldiers
protect us till we reach the mine, we'll be safe.
Say, Giuseppe: I suppose you deserve a bonus.
How unexpected. Thank you very much.
Please come ahead, Mr. Rosmacdonaro.
There's no way that Golgo 13
could have gotten here sooner.
Yes, you're right.
Impossible! It ain't possible!
Just where is he?
H-hey! What's that plane?
It's a special military plane
that just flew in straight from Rome.
It's carrying a foreign convoy
en route to suppress anti-government
forces in neighboring countries.
It stopped here to refuel 30 minutes ago.
Direct from Rome? So that special plane
overtook us while we were refueling in Nairobi!
Dammit! It's him... Golgo 13!
Yo, so you signed up with the foreign platoon
so you could kill some people, huh?
Gettin' paid to kill people is the best!
I've killed dozens in Africa, and not
one of 'em has had a bone in his body!
Wait, I think there was one.
It was durin' the civil war in the Congo.
He was the leader of a band of guerillas.
It almost looked like we weren't gonna make it.
Anyway, he had a weird name. He took the name
of the leader of a band of Roman slaves.
Uh, let's see, what was it...?
Spartacus.
Yeah, that's it! Spartacus!
He chose a classy name for himself, huh?
I bet he's gonna make it big!
Dare nimo soudan dekizu ni nayami
Fusagikonde tachidomatta mama
Ugokezu ni ita no wa
Itsu no koro datta ka na
Kitto
Hito wa jibun ga kizu tsuku to aite mo
Kizutsuiteru koto ni kizuite agerarenai, zutto
Kimi mo kurushinde ita yo ne
Onaji
Mainichi no kurikaeshi no naka
Kimi ga kawaranaide
Ite kureru kara
Watashi mo sono mama no jibun ukeirerareru
Mou kimi o hitori ni sasenai
Furueru kokoro ni sotto furete
Sabishikatta no wa jibun dake ja nai
Koto ni kizuita
Yawaraka na hizashi ni tsutsumarete
Nagasugita fuyu mo owaru ne
Kodoku o shitta bun dake kitto
Futari wa tsuyoku nareru
London, midnight.
At Petticoat Lane, a mysterious woman
beckons to Golgo from the foggy streets.
Just then, some men suddenly
appear and attack.
Golgo takes the woman and
the two flee the city.
And at the end of their flight,
all mysteries will become clear.
Next time on Golgo 13,
"The Night Fog of Petticoat Lane"
The Night Fog of Petticoat Lane
Next time on Golgo 13,
"The Night Fog of Petticoat Lane"
The Night Fog of Petticoat Lane
The Night Fog of Petticoat Lane
Do not stand behind him, if you value your life!
Do not stand behind him, if you value your life!