ethan #2
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In a future world where hell and paradise blend together a man is murdered. Some say death is the final door we have to step through. Well, for Ethan is not that simple.Stuck in this everlasting loop, Ethan will have to discover the truth about his murderer without losing himself in the process. Who am I? What am I? I can't remember.TRANSCRIPT
“Takashimaya was
somehow linked to that
detective, Murata.”“Lotta family
portraits of ’em back
at his house.”
You don’t listen
so good. Soon maybe
you won’t feel so
-- hold on.
Murata,
you busy?
“But what’s their deal? Not sure I
want to know but the die is cast and
I decide to see what I can win…”
Kentaro!
What can I
do for ya?
Listen… who
you got working a
gaijin* murder?
Ethan Babylon.
Male, Caucasian.
30ish.
Be right with you.
No, not you. You
keep waiting!
Aaand… bing.
Detective Takeo
Sato. You’ll find him
at Keishicho.
Thanks,
partner. I owe
you one.
After the
complementary
“date” with the little
woman? We’re even
’til next time, brah!
*Foreigner
And I was like,
seriously? So yesterday
I told him…
“Day by day,
another life
to explore.”
“But so little to
discover, this time.”
“Kumi lives with Tania,
her Russian GF.”
You really should
have a look at this.
Self-sticking.
Amazing, really. There’s
still guys talented enough
to slit their own throats.
“Except Tania and this
stinking job of Kumi’s,
nothing else.”
“Nothing…
I can see…”
“I live in a
woman’s body.”
“Each and every feeling is
different, like it’s filtered
through someone else…”
Hey, babe! Yes, you’re
perfect, you don’t
have to waste time
at a mirror.
I bought the meat,
we’re going to have
teriyaki tonight. What
movie would you like?
“Tania, 28. Graphic
designer. A force
of nature.”
“I live in a woman’s
body… but I could
think of much worse.”
Hmm?
And you’re into
old American movies
since when?
I guess there’s a lot
of things about me
you never knew.
And that classic
with De Niro and…
Samuel L. Jackson?
Where he shoots at…
Jackie Brown.
Sure. That
one too.
Who knew, babe. I mean,
look at us… the door?
Stay on that fine ass,
I’ll get it…
If it’s that old
Nagawa bag and her
damned cat again, I…
Yes?
aahhh!!
Tania !!!
Speedy fuckin’
delivery.Who… who
are you?
You know
I’m recognized
everywhere.
Get up, Honoda-Chan.
You’re used to a little
blood, right? I mean, in
your line of work…