[dramatic music]
♪ ♪
[light music]
[airplane engine whirring]
Passengers on Flight 542
from Spain, Ibiza, connecting to Chicago O'Hare,
departure gate has changed.
The flight is now leaving from Gate C3.
♪ ♪
Weren't you, like, a lot smaller
the last time I saw you?
You're super delayed, and I've been standing here
for two hours with this ridiculous sign,
so shut the fuck up.
I missed you, too.
[chuckles]
[indistinct chatter]
I didn't even know you had a brother.
What's his name?
Kaito.
Eh.
He is younger than me-- the one who went to school.
So, smarter.
Our mother thinks so.
- What's he like? - Hmm.
He looked up to me, followed me everywhere.
I used to get angry.
I would tell him to go away.
He wants to be like me still-- Chihara-kai.
I promised our mother
I wouldn't let him.
But Hayama has pulled him close.
So get him out.
[exhales sharply] I have tried.
He will not listen. - Then try again.
And don't take no for an answer.
[speaking Japanese]
- [speaking Japanese] - [laughs]
And what will you do now?
Take my own advice.
Get funds to start over.
Take care of the girls until then.
Take care of Erika and Daichi.
I'll talk to her.
[grunts] I must go.
The ceremony is in a few hours.
Are you coming back?
Are you sure you want me to come back?
Yeah.
Good.
[10,000 Maniacs' "What's the Matter Here?"]
♪ ♪
♪ That young boy without a name ♪
♪ Anywhere, I'd know his face ♪
♪ In the city, the kid's my favorite ♪
You look different.
- No shit. - Better clothes.
[laughing] You used to dress like such a dork.
[both chuckles]
So what exactly do you do all day?
I've been wondering.
I chase down stories...
pound the pavement.
So you set your own schedule.
Yeah. Pretty much.
Yet somehow you still can't find the time to call home.
♪ ♪
Okay, okay, all my bullshit aside...
are you good?
Ups and downs.
A lot of downs.
Dad had to get past
his whole "I don't believe in depression" thing.
He doesn't not believe in depression.
You don't know.
You left before it got bad.
Anyways, I-I started doing activities.
[chuckles]
Mom and Dad worry less when I'm active.
Oh, I'm going to ask you for a favor, by the way.
School paper. - Uh-oh.
[chuckles] You come talk to the journalism club,
and I ask you stuff like...
so do you have a girlfriend in Japan?
♪ ♪
[laughing] Yes! I knew it!
You're married with kids, and you just never told us.
♪ ♪
[dramatic music]
[sighs] Not even close.
♪ ♪
[speaking Japanese]
♪ ♪
[person chanting in Japanese, rhythmic tapping]
[speaking Japanese]
[chanting and tapping continue]
[dramatic music]
♪ ♪
[speaking Japanese]
[all speaking Japanese]
[doorbell ringing]
Fuck.
We have a few follow-up questions.
We won't take much of your time.
[speaking Japanese]
♪ ♪
[chuckles softly]
Miss Porter, we are just trying to fill in the blanks.
- Am I under investigation? - No.
But we'll have to ask that you not leave the city
without notifying us.
Good day, Miss Porter.
♪ ♪
[breathes deeply]
♪ ♪
[car door opens]
Oof.
It's going to start the second I walk in the door, isn't it?
- Dude, relax. - [chuckling] Oh.
Honey!
Oh. - Hey, Mom.
My baby is home.
Oh, my God. Look at you.
I didn't know if you were coming after your plans
kept changing. - Oh, I know. I'm sorry.
Look at this suit. It's--it's hanging off of you.
What are you eating out there?
Tiny slices of raw fish-- that's not food.
both: That's bait. [laughter]
I'm eating, I'm eating. I promise.
Okay. Uh, your father is in the backyard.
- Have the drinks arrived? - Yes, sir.
Thank you.
Yeah, they should be put under the tent.
The 60-watt bulb should be fine.
Careful, old man.
You don't want to take a tumble on your big day.
[both chuckle] - Hey. Hey.
You look good.
Oh, yeah? That's not what Mom said.
Well... [both laugh]
- Can I help with anything? - Oh, it's, uh, under control.
You must be tired. How long was your trip?
It was long, but, you know,
I passed over the international date line,
so it's kind of like going back in time.
If only such a thing were possible.
You should go freshen up.
Yeah. I guess I will.
- Your father, he's happy. - Me too.
I'm going to go upstairs and take a shower, change.
- Josh. - Ma, Jake.
Uh-huh. It's nice to see you put your family first.
Could have been worse.
[chuckles]
[soft music]
♪ ♪
[sighs] [door opens, closes]
[speaking Japanese]
[sighs]
[scoffs]
[indistinct chatter]
Oh, you made it. Yay!
[chuckles] Hi. Mwah.
Come get yourself a drink.
Third victim of a hunting accident
I've had on my table this month.
- [scoffs] - [groans]
It is seasonal.
This time of year, we get calls all the time.
So what was the cause of death this time?
Rifle shot, back of the cranium.
Jake.
Son, you remember Paul Luthold from work?
Sorry.
Dr. Luthold, good to see you.
I was Dr. Luthold when you were Josh.
It's Paul. Welcome home.
You've been missed.
Let's see how they feel about me tomorrow.
- [chuckles] - And this is Phil Hadley.
He's with the Boone County Sheriff's Department.
Good to know you, Jake.
They don't have KC barbecue in Japan, am I right?
Mmm. Yeah, but no chronic heart disease either.
[all chuckle]
I hear Tokyo is very different.
More polite, kind of timid, would you say?
Well, tell that to the Japanese Mob boss
who got thrown out his penthouse window last week.
[laughter]
So, uh, what is it like in the Far East?
Well, bananas come wrapped in plastic,
and you pay 100 bucks for a melon.
- Oh, you're exaggerating. - Hand to God.
- Oh. - And guns--not a thing.
I work with a detective
who arrested somebody for owning a bullet.
You're kidding.
Yeah, I hear from your dad you're on the crime beat.
Yeah, that's right.
You must see some wild stuff after the sun goes down.
Sure. Maybe not what you're thinking.
It's less murder and more...
uh, the floating world.
- Floating. - Hmm.
Sounds poetic.
Now, imagine clubs for men who want to be--sorry, Mom--
groped by ladies on the subway. - Oh!
So the clubs are made to look like subway cars.
And you just stand there.
Ooh! [laughter]
- Exactly. - Sure.
[indistinct chatter]
[dramatic music]
♪ ♪
[cell phone ringing]
[Shoko speaking Japanese on phone]
[receiver clatters]
[indistinct chatter]
Hey, do you mind if I join?
Uh, we haven't met officially.
Dean Kudisch.
Wait.
Uh, senior editor of the "St. Louis Dispatch"?
No way! I grew up on the "Dispatch."
Well, I'm flattered.
I fell in love with journalism because of you.
I read all of your work when you were in Srebrenica.
Well, I've read you, too.
The exposé on the biker thefts was really strong.
Wait, how did you get--
Oh, "Meicho" publishes an English edition stateside.
I knew you were Eddie's kid. I gave it a read.
I was impressed. - Wow. Thanks.
Thank you.
[bottles clink]
Your old man says you're not here for very long.
No. Well, Missouri and I do best in small doses.
You know, there were two types of reporters
when I was in Srebrenica--
the ones who couldn't wait to go home
and the ones who could never go home.
And over time, I got to tell pretty fast who was who.
You know how I knew?
[upbeat jazz music plays]
The lifers were funny.
They were reckless, fearless.
They were the life of the party.
They were creating the men that they wanted to be,
and then they started living as those men.
And the problem is...
when you lose track of who you used to be...
it's harder to get home.
♪ ♪
Maybe they were happier being away.
Maybe.
Or maybe they just got lost.
You know, if you're ever back for good...
I'm hiring.
Pleasure, Jake.
Nice to meet you, Dean.
♪ ♪
[sighs]
[indistinct chatter]
[phone rings]
[speaking Japanese]
Mm.
[speaking Japanese]
[dramatic music]
♪ ♪
[Player's "This Time I'm in It for Love" playing]
♪ ♪
[indistinct chatter, laughter]
♪ ♪
♪ This time I'm in it for love ♪
♪ Baby, this time I'm in it to win ♪
♪ It's crazy to do it again ♪
♪ But how could I possibly lose? ♪
♪ How could I lose? ♪ [applause]
♪ This time I'm in it for you ♪
- Speech! - Speech!
[crowd whistling, cheering]
[crowd clamoring]
[whistling, cheering, and clamoring stop]
I just, um...
You got this, Eddie.
- You should say something. - I want to thank, um--
He needs your help.
Go, go, go, go, go. [crowd shouting encouragement]
We're here for you, buddy.
Hey. I'm...
the son, obviously. [scattered laughter]
I wanted to give some remarks.
So thank you all for coming.
It means a lot to my family.
And...
it means a lot to me.
But of course, you all came.
I mean, he's Eddie Adelstein-- the ukulele master himself.
[laughter]
I've...
learned a lot from my old man.
Dragging me to crime scenes as a kid
didn't totally mess me up. [laughter]
Instead...
it made me curious.
My--my dad taught me...
the value not just of asking questions
but of asking the right questions.
And he taught me that it's okay to care about your work
with your full heart...
Especially if your work's people,
alive or dead... [laughter]
Because, you know, the more people
who care about people, the better.
And...
Eddie Adelstein...
has a great big heart...
with room enough for everybody.
[soft music]
♪ ♪
I'm proud to be your son.
So, from all of us...
happy birthday, Dad. [applause]
all: Happy birthday. [cheers and applause]
Happy birthday, Eddie.
We love you.
We love you, Eddie.
♪ ♪
[camera shutter clicking]
[speaking Japanese]
[dramatic music]
♪ ♪
[ukulele playing]
♪ ♪
Hey. Your sister gone to bed?
Out like a light.
Seems like she's doing better.
A few steps forward, a few steps back.
How far back?
She needed inpatient,
just for a few weeks.
We got her back on track.
And she was doing inpatient, and nobody told me?
Would you have flown back?
Did Jess ask you about her school presentation yet?
Yeah, a Q&A in front of the school newspaper, right?
It's important to her, Jake.
It's the first thing she's been excited about in a while.
I'll be there, Dad.
Happy birthday. - [chuckles] Thanks.
Tonight's the most relaxed I've been in a long time.
Trouble with work or with a woman?
[laughter]
What if it's the same trouble?
- Who is she? - She's...
In kind of a complicated situation and wants out.
Domestic violence?
[sighs] This guy is a violent guy.
I'm not sure if he's violent toward her, but...
he could be.
And you're helping her?
I'm trying.
But you have feelings.
I have feelings.
You're a good man, Jake.
You are.
In a world of constant uncertainty,
that's what comforts me.
I know I raised a good man.
I hope you'll come back here someday,
get married, raise some kids.
I know that doesn't sound
as glamorous as what you're doing over there,
but I think you could be happy.
I am happy over there.
[grunts]
That's the whole thing, son.
It's over there.
And we don't know because we're not a part of it.
I'd like to change that.
[ukulele playing]
♪ ♪
[indistinct chatter]
[dramatic music]
[knife clatters]
♪ ♪
[horns honking]
[speaking Japanese]
[engine approaching]
- [shouts] - [gasps]
[suspenseful music]
♪ ♪
[gunshot]
♪ ♪
[panicked chatter]
♪ ♪
[shouts]
♪ ♪
Hey.
- Hey. Luna. - [chuckles]
I haven't seen you since Onyx.
God, it's been a while. - Yeah, you look good.
[chuckles] - Thanks.
[laughs] You're welcome.
The club is a complete disaster.
Cops keep coming by.
They think I'm the love-triangle murder queen.
The insurance company is dragging its feet.
There's no fucking money. It's a fucking nightmare, Lu.
I'm sorry, Sam. You've had a rough go.
- I didn't mean to complain. - It's okay.
You're in the shit. You get to complain.
Actually, um, I didn't call you for your sympathy,
though I appreciate it.
I'm hoping you can help me.
If you can find a place for my girls at Onyx,
just for the time being... - Yeah, I'm sorry. I can't.
They're exceptional hostesses.
They'd do any place proud.
Just talk to Duke. It's not for me. It's for them.
- I'm sorry, okay? - Why not?
Because some people were killed in your club.
You are the story, and anyone who's connected
to you right now, they're part of the story, too.
I told you that going in with the yakuza
was not going to end well,
and I-I just wish you had stayed at Onyx.
I don't. I made something.
I'm good at it. I don't want to let this go.
[reporters shouting in Japanese]
[speaking Japanese]
[reporters continue shouting]
[distant siren wailing]
Hon, I can hear your mouth watering.
[chuckles] I've been dreaming about this food.
Oh. Oh, you have $100 cantaloupes
and subway-groper clubs... - Oh, Ma.
And you can't get a plate of bacon and eggs for breakfast?
Mm, not the way my mama makes them.
Oh.
- [smooches] - Mm.
I saw you talking to Dean last night.
Yeah, Dean Kudisch was there.
Yeah.
Did he offer you a job?
No.
I mean, well, sort of...
in the future.
The job would be here, obviously.
Ah.
Let me guess. You want me to take it.
But you're never going to.
What's that supposed to mean?
You worked too hard to get away from here.
- Ma. - Yeah.
I know it's--it's not about us.
Or mostly I know.
You did what you had to do.
[gasps] Eggs are done.
Bring your plate, Jake.
Did you just call me Jake?
Yeah, you've been gone so long, I guess, you--
you grew into a Jake.
[sighs deeply]
[exhales deeply]
[dramatic music]
♪ ♪
- Hi. - Hi, there.
This is Marge
from Southern Minnesota Medical Center.
I'm calling about an outstanding bill
for Mr. Tanaka's surgery.
♪ ♪
Hello?
Wrong number.
[line clicks, dial tone drones]
[both chuckle]
[door opens]
♪ ♪
[shouts] - [coughing]
[indistinct chatter]
♪ ♪
[spits]
♪ ♪
[spits]
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And then I want to ask you about the...
panty vending machines. [both chuckling]
I mean, as far as a journalistic question,
it's kind of a dead end, you know.
The answer is that, yes, they exist.
- Gross. Okay, so then... - Don't ask me about that.
What are you working on now?
So I've been deep in illegal motorcycle gang activity.
- [chuckles] - So you can ask me about that.
And...
About getting too close to a source.
Joshua Jake Adelstein, rule breaker.
What do you expect?
Mm, what do you love most about your job?
All right.
I'd say the unpredictability of it--
never knowing what's coming next.
When I lived here, everything just seemed so preordained.
The sameness of it all...
kind of made me itch.
What about you?
- What do you mean? - I mean... are you happy here?
Are you going to stay after high school?
I-I'm just trying to get through high school.
I can't think farther ahead than that.
[telephone rings] - I'll get it.
[ringing continues]
Adelstein residence.
- Jake. - Katagiri-san?
- Can you talk? - Yeah.
We found evidence that Tozawa went to Minneapolis
for liver surgery.
[speaking Japanese]
He must have bribed someone or threatened them.
Either way, we can use it. - Yeah.
Okay. Let me know what you find out.
Jake, Minneapolis is a 90-minute flight
from St. Louis.
[dramatic music]
Who knows what he'll do
if Tozawa thinks we have this information?
You're coming back for the interview, right?
Abs--absolutely. I'm gonna be in Minneapolis one day, max.
Honey, honey, I just don't--
I don't know why they couldn't find someone else to go.
Because I'm here, Mom. They're all the way over there.
It's a long way. - Oh.
Mm. - How can I help?
Help? Like, with what?
Like, I know a few guys at SMMC.
The head of their neurology department is an old friend.
And he would know--
Who did you say you wanted? Head of hep?
Yes, hepatology.
Well, I could always make a call.
I would really appreciate that, Dad.
See? Your old man's not so useless after all, is he?
If I were a younger man, I'd go with you.
Well, hopefully I won't need a coroner for this one, Dad.
See you guys soon.
Bye. See you tomorrow. [engine turning over]
Be safe.
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[speaking Japanese]
[all shouting in Japanese]
[whistle blows, shouting continues]
[person speaking Japanese on TV]
- [speaking Japanese]
♪ ♪
So your dad knows Bill, huh?
Yeah, that's great.
Small world. - Yeah.
Uh, thank you so much for taking the time
to speak to me on such short notice.
Well, I just have a few minutes,
but you said you're writing a piece.
Yeah, I only need a few minutes.
It's for the "Meicho Shimbun" in Tokyo.
We're doing a story about how U.S. innovations in medicine
make their way to Japan.
Well, happy to help however I can.
Uh, well, to start, what can you tell me
about the transplant wait list? - Well, it's long.
We have about 400 folks on the list right now.
And that's, uh, Americans only
or foreign nationals as well?
We don't treat foreign nationals here.
This list is for Americans only.
And, uh, what's the average wait time on a liver?
Well, for us, it can be up to five years.
[pager beeping]
Well, I hope that helped.
Sorry to rush, but I got to get back.
No. Thank you so much for your time.
- Anytime. - Nice watch.
Oh. Yeah, thanks.
Dr. Walker, what percentage of patients on the list
die waiting for a liver that they never get?
Uh, well, that hovers around 10%.
And where did you get that Vacheron Constantine?
- [scoffs] I'm sorry. - The watch.
It's a Vacheron Constantine, right?
They don't make many of those. - I'm not following.
Here's the thing-- I would love to write a story
about how great you are and how great SMMC is.
I'd rather not write a story about that watch
and how it was a gift from a high-level Japanese gangster
who flew in, jumped the waiting list,
and went under your knife. - Listen, I had no ch--
But if you don't help me, I will.
And then you can kiss your career bye-bye.
[ominous music]
♪ ♪
[cell phone vibrating]
Katagiri-san. - Jake.
Ready for this?
Tozawa not only got a liver transplant at SMMC,
the second a match became available,
he was prepped and ready for surgery the very next morning.
- Who told you this? - His surgeon...
Dr. Walker.
Patient covered in tats head to toe, barely spoke English.
There were guards outside the OR and outside recovery.
The patient was listed as, get this, Spencer Tanaka--
S.T.
And after the surgery,
these Japanese guys in suits give Walker
a quarter-million-dollar watch
and tell him they would appreciate his discretion.
The real question is,
how did Tozawa manage to skirt a no-fly ban?
Who did he have to bribe to pull something like that off?
There's a story here.
And many more questions.
When are you coming back to Japan?
I have four days left here.
Jake, we do not have four days.
I do not have four days!
I can't just up and leave. My family would kill me.
Jake, Tozawa is consolidating power.
You just found critical evidence against him!
I'm sorry to ask...
but many more people may die here
if we do not see this through.
[receiver clatters]
[telephone rings]
Adelstein residence.
Hey. How's it going there? You get what you needed?
Oh, I'm glad. Can't wait to hear the whole thing.
You on your way back?
Where? What are you doing in Dallas?
[serious music]
Jake...
what about--
You promised Jess. What's she supposed to--
She's been waiting for you to--
♪ ♪
This isn't a way to do things.
What am I supposed to tell your mother?
♪ ♪
I understand that you're needed,
but there will always be something bigger
and more urgent than your family
if you let it be.
♪ ♪
Be safe.
[receiver slams]
[indistinct chatter]
[Japanese pop music playing]
♪ ♪
[people screaming]
[tense music]
[shouts in Japanese]
♪ ♪
Aah! [people screaming]
[person shouting]
[continues shouting]
♪ ♪
[doors beeping, hissing]
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