Suit Yourself or Shoot Yourself!! The Gamble (勝手にしやがれ！！　逆転計画)

KSS Presents

Ah, that's good!

Shô Aikawa

Yûji!

Yûji!

Kôyô Maeda

Leave that! Come on! Quick!

Quick!

SUIT YOURSELF OR SHOOT YOURSELF: The Gamble

Yûko Nitô

Ren Ôsugi Yoriko Dôguchi

Directed by Kiyoshi Kurosawa

Lots of cabbage...

Yûji, you like the heart of the cabbage, don't you?

Or was it the leaves?

Which one?

Which is it?

What?

I'm asking which you like.

Cabbage leaves or heart?

- Heart. Yeah, that was it.

Hey, what are you doing?

Nothing.

Then why those clothes?

This? Pay no attention. I'm just stepping out.

I just made dinner. What for?

Smokes.

That's ¥2, 800 change. Thank you very much.

Hello.

Lucky Strikes.

One pack?

Yes.

That's ¥250.

Thank you very much.

Yes?

Nothing.

Kôsaku, we've had these big dreams all these years.

To hit that one big score and be rich...

or take off to where the living's easy...

Move.

But maybe real happiness isn't all that far away.

It could be right in front of our faces.

Did you say something?

No, nothing.

It's time we went to work. We'd better hurry.

Come on, mister! You lost ¥600,000 playing Mah jongg.

I think you ought to pay up.

I've done nothing of the kind.

I'm not paying what I don't owe.

My, my! Aren't we aggressive!

If you don't pay up, mister, you could get hurt.

And how would that be?

Like that.

That didn't hurt a bit.

Oh? Well, that's as far as we go. But if we were yakuza...

Over to you.

Don't play stupid with me, asshole!

We'll burn you out and dump your cars in the bay!

That is what could happen. Still not going to pay?

Now, me and my friend, we don't threaten people.

But if we were yakuza...

Over to you.

Our fees, late payments... ¥60 million! Not one yen less!

Sell your daughter. Get the money!

Cut!

That's what happens, mister. And still you're not...

Hey, mister! Are you listening to me?

Hey!

After him!

Hold it!

My leg!

Watch those sudden stops!

I'm sorry!

I don't have any money.

You don't? Well, I guess there's not much choice.

The daughter?

Or we sink him and the car in Tokyo Bay.

Hey!

Wait!

He's gone!

Think we could get ¥600,000 for the car?

Yeah, maybe.

Hey, baby! Yo!

Nice day, huh?

Yeah.

Now we've got a car, let's drive to the sea.

We'll pick us up some high school girls...

Up ahead is a place called 'Pick up Bridge'.

Lots of nice ones there.

Did you see that one? Out to here!

There's lots like that these days!

What's the matter?

You want out around here, don't you?

Why?

You look like you want to get out.

I do?

Don't you?

No.

- Really? Really.

It's OK. If you want to go, just go.

I don't want to go.

If it's the car, don't worry. I'll bring the cash later.

Hop out.

I don't want to get out here!

Don't be a jerk all your life.

Who's being the jerk?

Just get out, will you?

No!

Out!

No!

No, I said.

No!

Let's take a drive to the sea. It's a nice day. I've got a car...

No, thank you.

Oh, come on! Just for a little while.

I've got to work.

Work? You don't have to stay here.

Yes, I do.

Then what are all these vending machines for?

You don't have to be here.

Hey, you... just what do you mean by that?

Who are you?

You're saying she makes no difference being here?

I didn't mean that...

Then what, huh?

Stop it! Don't fight here, please!

Who do you think fills these machines? The serviceman?

Get out of here!

And don't come back!

I hate violent people!

No... uh...

I didn't really come here for that, you know.

Then why?

Well, it's a nice day. I've got a car and I thought...

I'd buy some cigarettes.

¥250.

Agh! My timing couldn't have been worse!

We had to scrap the car. It was just a heap, anyway.

I had a bad feeling when Yûji drove off.

All right, everyone...

Yûji, here's yours.

Kôsaku.

Thank you.

And the month's office expenses.

Thank you.

Wow! Look at this! Why so much?

You've been doing a good job, Kôsaku.

Thanks, Yumiko.

How'd you do?

What's this ¥450,000?

It's a bill.

You didn't get the ¥600,000.

I subtracted your pay, and that's the difference.

Why should I pay this?

You crashed the car.

Well, yeah, I did, but still...

Yumiko, I don't have any money!

Borrow from Kôsaku.

They're paying ¥680 per hour...

at the fried-dumpling restaurant across the road.

If Fukuda gets this, Urawa wins.

Can the goalkeeper stop it?

There's the whistle.

A moment of pure tension!

Hey! Hey!

What the hell?! I don't believe this.

Why do you have to do that right now?

Right at the best part! The damn thing!

Hey, Yûji...

What?

If you lose ¥600,000, then doesn't someone else win it?

What are you babbling about?

You used to be a semi-pro Mah jongg player, didn't you?

Yeah, kind of...

Mah-jongg depends on luck, doesn't it?

Idiot!

Mah-jongg is a game that depends totally on skill!

- Skill? Skill.

Time to go in for the kill.

Out... I think... is that right?

That draw doubles it again! Eight times!

And dealer gets double!

24,000 points! Thank you very much.

Ready.

That was quick!

This hand's mine!

That's not it?

Too bad!

Do I have to pass it back? Go by him!

It did.

Ready, out on first pass, self drawn.

Sorry, Yûji.

Three concealed triplets, white, green, plus eight.

Chow.

Pung. Sorry, Yûji.

You called late.

- You were too soon. I saw it!

Come on!

- Chow! Pung! Pung.

Pung wins.