Does this happen often?
Being sent to prison without a trial?
It's legally possible, but rare.
What's going to happen to Ash?
Well...
Wassup, Shunichi!
Yo, Max!
Long time no see, man.
You're such an idiot, ending up in prison.
I heard you punched a cop.
Do you realize what you put us through?
My bad.
What's with the long face, Charlie?
You're crazy, I have a hard enough time looking after my own ass here.
What can I do against those rough-housers with my delicate arms, huh?
I know, but we need your help.
Yeah, but man...
Please.
He saved my life.
I'm begging you to protect him.
Words of fear slip out like anger
in spite of how I truly felt inside
Maybe all I wanted was to not be alone,
with you by my side
These train of thoughts linger as darkness falls in time
In too deep inside these streets aligned
It makes me wonder how I even got myself here
in the first place?
To find it, and lose it
Get lost in this moment
Fate somehow brings me hope inside my heart
Anger, happiness, and sadness won't mean a thing when
Fate somehow brings me hope inside my heart
Inside my heart
New inmate. Be nice.
I'm Max Lobo.
Ash Lynx.
You're young. How old are you?
What about you, old man?
Old man? I'm still 32...
-Shut up Max! -Loud-ass mouth!
Sorry.
32? You really are old.
I'm 17.
Compared to you, anybody would be.
Where you from? Got any family?
You sure talk a lot.
Yeah, sorry. I'm actually a journalist.
Max Lobo. There's a columnist by that name in the Greenwich Tribune.
He wrote "730 Days in Baghdad."
Yeah, I wrote that! Do you know it?
William Auster's reportage was way better.
You should quit writing pretentious reportages and stick to the columns.
Hey, I meant it as a compliment.
Your columns are better than those lousy paperbacks out there.
Damn, what's with this kid? What he said really hit home.
Anyways, Ash isn't just some hoodlum.
Don't take him lightly.
Jeez, this is way different from what I'd imagined.
An elite hoodlum who reads political books and even local newspaper columns.
Hold on a sec.
Then maybe he's not much of a fighter.
That'll make it easy enough. We'll just sit quietly and read.
And the library's up there.
Want to go take a look?
Why is everybody staring at me?
Because you're a new face here.
Plus, you're young.
You better not wander around by yourself.
Why?
Well, you know.
Young boys are seen as "dolls," if you know what I mean.
Oops, I think I scared him a bit too much.
So crappy?
The soup kitchen serves better stuff than this.
Yeah, it takes time to get used to it.
Let's sit here.
He's quite a cutie.
I might visit him tonight.
Don't wander around alone, got it?
What about you? You're being awfully kind to me.
What, me? Yeah right.
I'm just looking out for you.
Hey there, newbie.
You're pretty young. How old are you?
What, being a little shy?
Hey Garvey, this kid is...
Why don't you come to my cell sometimes?
We can have a good time.
Let's be good friends.
Get your freaking hands off me!
You little twerp!
Ash, stop!
Guards!
What's going on?
Let go of me, damn it!
Seriously?
Charlie owes me big time.
Think about what you did.
I just don't get it.
What?
The drugs Ash asked me to analyze.
It's mainly lysergic acid diethylamide.
In other words, LSD.
Did all the rats turn out the same way?
Yes.
Sporadic behavior, savagery, aggression, and destructive behavior.
That doesn't happen with LSD.
Griffin, I'm afraid your little brother is caught up in some huge mess.
What is "Banana Fish"?
Is it a person? Or some kind of code?
What the hell has Dino been up to?
Whatever the case...
Ever since they took me captive at 11, I'd been waiting for my chance.
I have to go up against him if I want to be free.
I'll never forgive him.
Killing Skip like he's just a bug.
I'll never lose to him, no matter what he does.
And I will survive.
Get out.
You've learned your lesson. Now behave yourself.
Little tomboy is out.
You don't look so bad for someone who was in the repenting cell.
I never repent.
Not once in my life.
What a kid.
Yeah, caused trouble the day he got in.
The guys have their eyes on him.
Anyways, do something quick. I'm counting on you, Charlie.
I've gotta get the drug away from Doc and Griffin.
It's too dangerous.
But how?
The phone lines are probably tapped. Letters, too.
-Damn it. -Hey.
I had fun the other day, boy.
Where did that kid go off to?
-Have you seen Ash? -Nah.
I saw him.
Really? Where?
I bet it's too late though.
He went to the library with Garvey and his guys.
That was fun, huh.
But weren't you supposed to make him talk?
That can wait. I've got time.
Hey Max, what's the hurry?
Where's Ash?
He knows how to survive in this world.
What do you mean?
He was actually pretty obedient.
I thought he'd at least put up a fight.
That's not what I want to hear!
Ash! Where are you?
Ash...
He isn't banged up that badly. Nothing to worry about.
I injected an antibiotic so rest up for today.
My head is killing me. Can I have a painkiller?
Your head? Whatever, your highness.
I can't swallow powders or tablets. I hate the taste.
So high and mighty, eh? How about this?
Thanks.
Drink up.
Gotta make sure you don't stock up on meds to get high.
Yeah, yeah.
Attaboy.
You're really in for it now.
Garvey's spreading false rumors that you didn't put up a fight.
I was outnumbered. But I can't die yet.
Well, yeah but...
Anyways, you hungry?
I bet you don't want your banana. I'll eat it for you.
Just kidding man, it's yours.
Banana Fish...
What did you just say?
Did you say Banana Fish?
How do you know that?
Why are you so worked up?
It's just a fish in Salinger's novel.
Don't lie. You know something, don't you?
You gotta tell me. Do you know where he is?
Is it why Charlie had me guard you?
Charlie? So you...
Answer me!
You asked if I knew where "he" was.
Is Banana Fish a person?
Yeah.
It took me 10 years to figure out that much.
The guy who wrote the article
was the military intelligence officer at Baghdad from 2005 to 2007.
According to him, it's unclear whether Banana Fish is a person or organization,
but it's connected with a certain drug trafficking route.
Interesting, but if it's been around for so long, how come there are no rumors?
I've never heard of it.
That's just it.
His article says that all rumors stopped after 2007.
He finally got a lead this year in Los Angeles.
Where is he now?
His picture and profile on the last page.
After being in the military, he became a freelance writer.
I'm going to go see him once I get out.
No, you won't.
He died.
In front of my eyes.
What do you mean?
I guess he'd gotten too close without realizing it.
Unbelievable.
Why are you chasing after Banana Fish anyways?
I had this friend.
I was in Iraq over a decade ago.
My friend there got seriously messed up by a bad drug.
He was a great guy.
He liked poems and wrote some himself.
His last words were "Banana..."
What's his name?
What's the name of that friend?
Griffin Callenreese.
-We called him Griff... -You must be...
Max Glenreed.
How'd you know my real name?
So it's you.
I have a real name, too.
My real name is Aslan.
Aslan Callenreese.
Y-You're Griff's little bro, Aslan!
Who'd have thought I'd meet you here!
But geez, you two are nothing alike.
Your brother was a quiet poet.
Yeah, he liked to write and wrote letters to me often.
So I know a lot about you.
Yeah, Griff and I. We...
You shot him.
And you left him there to die.
That's not how it was! He shot...
I didn't have a choice.
Griff was messed up by the drug and tried to kill us all.
He trusted you.
He wrote about you a lot.
That you were his only true friend.
His legs are still immobile.
But you didn't have a choice.
Is Griff still alive?
Where is he? Let me meet him.
Even if you met him, he wouldn't recognize you!
He doesn't even recognize his own brother!
You said yourself that a drug messed his brain up.
Yet, you left him there to die!
No! He was sent back home after that.
I looked everywhere for him, but...
Keep it down, you two.
Get to sleep.
Let's sleep. Rest up.
When I get out...
I'm going to kill you.
Goodnight, Max.
I liked your columns.
Damn it.
Why now? After all this time...
You quit?
What do you mean?
You can't quit now.
What's going on?
Thanks for coming, Eiji.
I was glad to hear you wanted to see me.
After what happened to Skip because of me...
It's not your fault, dummy.
Japanese people think so strangely!
You think so?
It's hard to tell who's older.
I heard you're still taking pictures.
How are my guys?
Actually, it's too dangerous to get close.
It seems like Arthur's the one leading the gang now.
So you know how it is.
That coward.
I see.
I might've been chasing after Banana Fish out of guilt.
But that's all over now.
But you put 10 years into it.
I'll tell Captain about it.
Ibe, Eiji. Time to go.
Okay.
Take care then.
Don't worry, you'll be out soon.
Yeah.
I'm glad you came today, Eiji.
Uh, yeah...
Come alone next time.
-Got it? -Why...?
What...?
Later, sweetie. Bye.
You okay, Ei-chan?
I've gotta go to the bathroom.
That might've been his first kiss ever.
Something's inside.
I know it's dangerous but I need you to do something.
Go to a shop called Chang Dai in Chinatown and meet Shorter Wong.
Just say Ash sent you.
Tell him to get what I gave Dr. Meredith and hide it somewhere safe.
Be careful. Don't let anybody know about this.
I'm going out for a bit.
Okay, but be safe.
I will.
Forgive me, Mr. Ibe.
Could you grab me a sundae?
O-Okay, sure.
An Asian kid?
He came to see Ash?
With a detective of the City Police.
You know who he is?
Ash wouldn't meet someone just for a little chat.
Papa Dino, let me handle it.
Garvey's taking his time, right?
Then, in place of the lynx,
I'll bring you a cute Japanese cat.
Chinatown, huh?
I heard it's dangerous around here.
I can't chicken out now.
That's funny.
It should be around here.
Hi, I'm looking for a place called Chang Dai.
Who the hell are you?
What business you got there?
I, uh...
I just... Um...
I'm looking for Shorter Wong.
Ash Lynx sent me.
Ash did?
Shorter ain't here.
Arthur's men are trying to hunt him down.
Chang Dai is around that corner by the barbershop.
Thanks.
Table for one?
Huh? Uh, yeah.
Sit wherever you'd like.
I didn't come here to eat, but...
Here, this is for you. For free.
I'm Chang. This is my restaurant.
You're here to ask something, my boy?
I'm looking for Shorter Wong.
I have something important I must tell him.
Well, that is too bad.
He's not here now.
Nobody knows where he is.
I see.
Then do you know of a Dr. Meredith?
I thought I'd at least find something.
Ash is going to be so let down.
I can't let him down. I'll go to the doctor myself.
What are you staring at?
Say something.
If you hate me, then just say it.
Are you listening?
What?
Don't look at me like that.
Stop. Don't look at me with your brother's eyes.
Stop it!
-Shut up, Lobo. -What the hell's going on?
I-I'm sorry. I didn't mean to...
I'll ask the guards to change cells.
It'll be better for the both of us.
If you want to kill me, go ahead.
I've had enough.
Goodnight, Ash.
Excuse me, I'd like to ask you...
I was waiting for you.
Samurai boy.