Get Jiro! (2026) s01e05 Episode Script

[ominous music playing]
[siren wailing]
[man groaning]
[wind blowing]
Hmm?
[ominous music continues]
[baby crying]
[groaning continues]
[helicopter hovering]
[dog barks in distance]
[straining]
[thuds]
[ominous music stops]
[footsteps approaching]
[theme music playing]
Jiro?
You're lucky
it was us who found you.
I [strains]
I I need to go
to my restaurant.
Nuh-uh. Sit.
[dog barks in distance]
[groaning]
Look, they're waiting
for you inside.
How many?
[Maria] I don't know.
[eerie music playing]
[man] Yeah, let's see
what he's got.
Come on,
some pretty cool stuff.
[laughs maliciously]
Ooh, this looks good.
Mmm.
Ah, jackpot.
[man] Ooh, this is really
[laughter]
Nice.
You'd enjoy that more
if you sipped it slowly
- from a ceramic ochoko
- [groans]
[man] and
[glass shatters]
[groans] Forget it.
Whoa! Check this out.
Let me see.
[dings]
Astonishing.
It's a Yanagiba.
How do you know all this shit?
[cell phone ringing]
[sighs]
[phone beeps]
Hi, Bob.
Yes, of course.
I understand, sir.
Preferably alive, yes,
but dead will do just as well.
[eerie music playing]
Mmm
the meals you must have made.
[music stops]
[Jiro groaning]
This is as bad as it gets.
[thrilling beat]
Oh, uh uh
- Whoa!
- Huh?
It's nothing.
Okay.
Count to three for me.
[Jiro] One
two
[groaning]
[sizzling]
I lied.
This is as bad as it gets.
[groaning]
Where did you learn to do this?
- Medical school.
- Hmm.
Kinda improvised
that one, though.
And you're a doctor?
No, not even close.
I had to drop out of med school
after my dad died.
Bob's men shook him down
until the stress
gave him a heart attack.
- [groans]
- I came back to run the place.
I'm sorry for your loss.
Yeah, well, you know.
[groaning]
Here
have some food.
Thank you. [slurping]
[man 1] Can you believe
the balls on this guy?
[man 2] Stop.
I swear, that's all I have.
I barely had
any customers this week.
Shut up!
The next time we see you,
- you better have Bob's money.
- [vendor groans]
And there's too much
goddamn cilantro on these.
- [laughs maliciously]
- [vendor] Hey, hey, hey, stop!
That's my damn cart,
you sons of bitches.
- You thugs!
- [man scoffs]
[vendor] How am I
supposed to make a living, huh?
How am I supposed to live?
Look, Jiro,
something you should know
Cam and I are leaving.
Leaving?
I can't take it here anymore.
I've had enough abuse.
I need to get away from all
this.
[vendor grunts, sobs]
[crying]
[somber music playing]
I got a cousin in Vegas
who'll put us up.
He bribed a few officials
to let us through
but the window is only open
for a few hours.
We have to leave now.
We don't have to do anything.
Cam, enough.
We can take you with us.
It's the smart move.
You won't live long out here.
Not in your condition.
I can't go.
I need my knife back.
[somber music intensifies]
Your knife?
W-what are you talking about?
It's a special knife.
You're telling me
your knife is worth dying for?
Hai.
Thank you for these bandages.
You didn't have to help.
I don't know how to repay you.
You wanna repay me?
Be straight with me.
Why did you come here?
I came
to open a sushi restaurant
Oh, don't give me
that bullshit.
You could've opened
a restaurant anywhere.
You chose
the armpit of the world.
Why did you come here?
I had a plan.
What plan?
[somber music intensifies]
It does not matter anymore.
Let's go, Cam.
[door unlocks]
We have to get
to Vegas by midnight.
[groans]
You're hurt.
[growling]
Come with us, Jiro,
even for just a little bit?
[groaning]
[engine starts]
[gear changes]
[dog barking in distance]
[somber music fades]
[door opens]
Cynda?
[tense music playing]
Are you all right?
What the hell happened?
It was an ambush!
Shit!
[music intensifies]
- It's gonna be okay.
- Hmm.
Bob must have men
inside the AFF.
Listen, it's you and me.
I don't know
who else we can trust
so we don't trust anyone.
You got me?
[tense music continues]
Yeah.
[birds chirping]
[suspenseful music playing]
Beautiful day.
Got Jiro?
Soon.
I flooded his restaurant
with men
and I got eyes
on every inch of the city.
Hmm
What's your favorite flower,
Bob?
My what?
Your favorite flower.
Despite my namesake, I have
to say I love poppies myself.
For such a small
and dainty little thing,
it stood for so much
throughout history.
Sleep, peace, death.
That last one is my favorite.
Oh
okay.
Because there is no peace
or sleep until Jiro is dead.
And I can't wait.
[birds chirping]
What do we have here?
Ooh!
Hello, handsome.
[Japanese
traditional music playing]
[intense music resuming]
[phone vibrating]
[footsteps approaching]
Anything good in here?
Show some respect
and take that cigarette
- out back.
- [groans]
And keep your eyes open
for the sushi chef.
Yeah, yeah.
[suspenseful beats]
[tense music intensifies]
What the fuck?
Huh?
[lighter clicking]
[man grunts]
[groans]
[man groans]
[man] Mr. Madison!
Mr. Madison!
What?
[man screams]
Please, Mr. Madison,
he's gonna kill me. [crying]
Give him his knife!
[screams, groans]
Oh
Your knife for my man,
is that it?
- [screams]
- Hai.
- Please, Mr. Madison.
- [chuckles]
[gunshot]
[laughing]
You just lost
your bargaining chip.
[tense music playing]
I want my knife.
Ah, yes,
the immaculate Yanagiba.
It belongs to me now
unless we make a deal.
[growling]
Here!
[groans]
It's been over a year since
I've visited my beloved Tokyo.
Make me a meal
worthy of that city,
and you get your knife back.
And then you deliver me to Bob.
If your cooking
lives up to the standards
of Japan, then [chuckles]
well, forget Bob.
[music intensifies]
[growls]
How can I trust you?
Because I know honor.
I have been to Japan.
Torihiki?
[traditional music playing]
Hai.
[wind blowing]
[groans] I told you
we didn't wanna
have to come back here.
- Guys, please.
- Where the hell is he?
I don't know anything.
- [man] Spill it, shithead!
- [screams]
[objects clatter]
I will not miss this.
Hey, remember how Dad made you
go to all my soccer games?
I remember how much
you hated soccer, yes.
Well, duh!
But we always got to stop
by Tio Paul's fruit cart
afterwards for watermelon
For watermelon
con chamoy y chile y limon?
Yeah, I remember.
Mmm,
I can taste that right now.
Watermelon isn't enough
to keep us here, Cam.
It's not worth the sacrifice.
What about the
"sorry your team lost so badly"
pho at Saigon House?
And how Miss Pham
always comped our meals
because Dad gave her oxtails?
That was pretty good pho,
not gonna lie.
I used to lose on purpose
just so we could eat that pho.
For real?
Yeah, I'd do anything
for those meals.
[sighs] I am
gonna miss this place.
[somber music playing]
I know. I'm gonna miss it
a little, too.
Why do we have to be
the ones to leave?
This is our home, not theirs.
I mean, what's gonna happen
to these people when we leave?
[music intensifies]
[bell dinging]
[growls]
I'm going to need
some additional supplies.
Go on a run.
Whatever he wants,
wherever he wants it from,
however much it costs.
But Mr. Madison,
shouldn't we call Bob first?
He said we were supposed to
call him immediately
when we get Jiro.
Do you want to pick up
groceries for Jiro
or do you want to join
your fellow coworker
on the pavement outside?
[tense music playing]
I'm on it.
[suspenseful music playing]
[growls]
You seem to know very much
about the Japanese culture.
Arigato, Jiro-san.
[snickers] Yes.
Some say I'm more Japanese
than the Japanese. [chuckles]
- Your palate, is it precise?
- [laughs]
Hai.
Let us put that to the test.
I will serve you
five pieces of sushi,
and you tell me
what kind of fish it is.
I hope I can impress you.
[Mr. Madison scoffs]
[slicing]
[squelching]
[hissing]
[tense music playing]
[drum roll]
Mmm.
Exquisite.
Mmm-hmm, hmm, hmm.
Hirame.
[music intensifies]
Mmm.
[laughs]
Tai. Sea bream.
Mmm!
And the madai varietal at that?
Color me impressed.
[drum roll]
Mmm.
Barafuedai?
No, saba.
Mmm, mmm. Mmm!
Oh, this is interesting.
Buri!
[music intensifies]
[music stops]
Nice try, Jiro.
You think you can put fugu
on a plate
and put it past me?
[music intensifies]
That's Takifugu.
Known as blowfish.
It possesses a fatal poison
known as tetrodotoxin.
If not prepared properly,
it can kill you.
[chopsticks clatter]
Clever Jiro,
but not clever enough.
Hai,
you are correct.
But you are also mistaken.
Huh?
[tense music intensifies]
[quivering]
I hid fugu
in all five dishes.
All of them? [panting]
- [groans]
- Huh?
- [choking]
- Hai.
[choking]
[gun thuds]
- [gasping]
- [man] What the hell?
Oh, my God.
[whispering] Worth it.
[exhales]
- What?
- Holy shit!
[guns clicking]
[guns click]
[man] Don't move.
[music fades]
[phone beeping]
[phone ringing]
[somber music playing]
[Freddie] So we're
breaking bread with Bob now.
[sighs] Freddie
You'd really work with
that son of a bitch
after everything
he's put us through?
We shared one meal.
It's just business.
That's the thing, Rose,
it used to be about food.
Now it's all about business.
[tense music playing]
What do you want from me?
I'm just sick of what this city
is doing to us.
What it's doing to you.
- [sighs]
- Come on, leave with me.
We can start fresh in Portland.
[phone ringing]
[groans]
Rose, if you pick that up,
I walk.
[phone beeps]
Yes?
[Bob] I got Jiro.
Get on the roof
of your building.
I'll pick you up in ten.
Fine. I'm on my way.
[phone beeps]
I'm sorry, Freddie,
but Portland? Really?
The food scene is shit.
[music fades]
[suspenseful music playing]
[growls]
[man scoffs]
[phone beeps]
Bob said dead or alive?
And unfortunately for you
[gun clicks]
it's much easier
to deliver a corpse.
[exhales]
[music intensifies]
Holy fu [screams]
[man screams]
[groaning]
[Jiro groaning]
[both grunting]
Oh, shit, he's getting away!
You're still here?
[tires screech]
[bodies thud]
Hey, Jiro,
we're here to rescue you.
Cam,
you better stay in that truck.
[tires screech]
There you are.
Bob wants to talk to you.
- [groans]
- [woman] Get out of here.
Come on.
[all shouting]
[all screaming, chattering]
Holy shit.
Back up, back up.
Why didn't you leave?
I did.
But then we thought,
"Why should we have to leave?"
So I called up
my dad's old buddies.
Some uncles and aunties
I grew up with
- around the neighborhood.
- [man] Kill him!
- [Maria] And some new friends.
- [screaming]
[grunts]
[groans]
Because this is our home,
not theirs.
Oh, I better get Bob.
- Bob, you gotta send more guys.
- Guys, get his phone.
- They're everywhere.
- Come here,
- you piece of shit.
- They're killing us! [screams]
[phone ringing]
Ah, for fuck's sake.
[music intensifies]
[both grunt]
[groans]
[tires screech]
[woman groans]
[man] Get ready.
Go, go, go!
[man] Clear the streets.
Let's move!
Take him down!
[crowd screaming]
- [grunts]
- [reporter] Residents
of the Outer Ring
are continuing to riot
and cause destruction
of property
in their own neighborhood.
Bob, head chef
and CEO of The Summit,
has generously offered
to provide his
own security forces to quell
this cowardly threat.
Well, that's the Outer Ring
for you.
[reporter] recover
this event
Outer Ring gonna Outer Ring.
[scoffs] You couldn't pay me
enough to go down there.
Shit. Jiro.
[tense music playing]
[screams]
[grunting]
What are you doing?
You need to hide.
No, it's my neighborhood, too.
Goddamn it! Get behind me.
[thugs chuckling]
[Rose] Give it up, Jiro.
We can do this all night.
You can still surrender.
It doesn't have to end
like this.
[Maria] Hey,
don't listen to her.
[somber music playing]
If we panic and scatter
- Cam
- [Maria] we're all dead.
keep this safe for me.
[Maria] We'll pull through this
if we stick together.
Uh
Everyone, I know
this is scary, but
Jiro, what are you doing?
Jiro!
No!
[suspenseful music playing]
[groans]
Hey, Jiro!
- Long time no see.
- [grunts]
You and I
have a lot of
catching up to do.
[groans]
[groans]
[groans]
Mmm.
[suspenseful music playing]
[grunts]
Would you like
to do the honors?
Ah,
you're a real gentleman, Bob.
Mmm.
[growls]
[Bob grunting]
[Jiro grunting]
[gasps]
[music intensifies]
[panting]
[Bob] Yakuza?
He's
a fucking gangster.
What the hell is going on?
No one shows up in LA covered
in yakuza tattoos
- for no reason.
- [grunts]
[Bob] What's a Yakuza member
doing on my turf?
Who sent you? What do you want?
- Huh? Huh?
- [growls]
Answer me, motherfucker!
[grunts]
[pants]
Oh, to hell with it.
You don't want to talk?
Fine.
[grunts]
I'll teach you
to screw with me.
[strains]
[growls]
[choking]
- Freeze!
- Huh?
[officer] Hands up. Don't move.
Secure that weapon!
[both coughing]
- Keep 'em up!
- Coming after me
in my own kitchen?
I'm not here for you.
Jiro, you are under arrest.
[dramatic music playing]
- For what?
- On what charges?
For the Ortolan murders.
[Bob] This is
this is bullshit.
You have no authority here.
I'm going to need
your badge, Officer.
I'm gonna need
a whole lot more than that.
And I'm gonna need both of you
to get out of my fucking way.
Come on.
Hey. Secure this area!
Command,
we have one suspect coming out.
You're safe, Jiro.
For now, anyway.
[indistinct chatter over radio]
[suspenseful music intensifies]
[theme music playing]