Get Jiro! (2026) s01e06 Episode Script

[suspenseful music playing]
[engine whirring]
[electricity crackles]
[engine roars]
[whooshes]
You're late.
I'm so sorry.
Start the rice.
You are to treat every preparation,
every ingredient equally with
the same care. [stove hissing]
[fire whooshes]
You lose sight when focusing
on individual skills. [thuds]
All that matters is
what they make as a whole
[fan flapping]
[rice squelching]
Again.
[cell phone vibrating]
I I'm sorry.
I must go.
[theme music playing]
[gulping]
[motorcycle whirring]
[tires screech]
[electricity crackles]
We've been calling you all night.
Where the fuck have you been?
My phone's been acting weird.
Then maybe it's time to get
a new fucking phone.
Yeah, show your older brother
a little respect, Jiro!
What did you say?
I I said he should show you respect.
So, you're saying that my own brother
doesn't respect me?
What? No, that's not what I mean
What did you mean?
I I just meant he should pick up when
you call [suspenseful music playing]
He just told you
his phone isn't working, right!
[glass shatters]
Apologize! Apologize to my brother!
[blood dripping]
I'm sorry, I'm so sorry, Jiro!
You good? Everything okay?
Yeah, I'm great.
Because, I'm your older brother
[Ichigo speaking]
You can come to me with anything.
I know.
Word on the street is
you got yourself a girl.
A gaijin. And she's got a big,
beautiful ass.
Why you hiding her from me?
I'm not hiding anything from you.
You're hiding something.
Blood can't lie to blood.
Fine, have your secrets.
But, when dad steps down
and I take over as oyabun
I'm going to need you by my side.
And then there can be no more secrets.
Understand?
Come on, let's get to work.
[helicopter whirring]
[glasses clink]
[people laughing]
[robot beeps]
[door creaks]
[objects clattering loudly]
[Joji shouts]
[robot beeping]
[woman panting]
[people clamoring]
[woman screaming]
[people shouting indistinctly]
Please, Ichigo, please!
Shut up!
[thuds]
Guy's so stupid he thinks he's smart.
[engine revving]
Let's go!
[vehicles whooshing]
[splashes]
I swear, it won't happen again!
What won't happen again?
I won't buy from the North Koreans.
I buy my fish only from you.
[device whirs, beeps]
Please, tell your father I learned
my lesson! [device whirring]
You did what now?
I learned my lesson!
I never had a taste for your food
And now neither will you.
[suspenseful music playing]
[blade swishes]
[flesh squelching]
[Joji gagging]
[blood dripping]
[coughs, gags]
I'm sorry, what's that?
I can't understand what you're saying.
Look, Joji, good news, my father's going
to be happy that you learned your lesson.
But here's the thing, I could give a shit.
I didn't bring you here
so you could learn your lesson.
I brought you here for one reason
and one reason only.
I brought you here to work on my swing.
[whacks]
A Texas little leaguer sends the runner
to third [whacks, flesh squelches]
[whacking continues]
[squelching continues]
Ichigo, enough.
Don't disrupt my concentration!
[whacking continues]
[squelching continues]
[blade swishes sharply]
[swishes, clicks]
[blood gushing]
Jiro, Jiro, Jiro, Jiro!
What the fuck?!
You know I don't like baseball.
We gotta toughen you up.
Hey! What the hell's going on here?
[tense music plays]
I told you not to kill him!
You can't follow a simple instruction, yet
you expect to run this clan when I retire?
Don't look at me, dad.
Talk to your son with the sword.
Jiro.
You shouldn't have killed Joji
without my permission.
I apologize, father.
Get rid of the body
and clean up this mess.
You heard my father, get to work!
[footsteps approaching]
Looks great.
[Jiro speaking]
In fact, let me be the judge.
Absolutely not.
[Miyako speaking]
[clanks, thuds]
Was that your spaghetti con la bottarga?
Yes. There's something off.
It's not quite right.
How about you make me
something instead.
I've been in the mood for sushi all week.
I'm not ready yet.
You'll be the first to know when I am.
So, you won't cook for me and I won't
cook for you. What are we supposed to do?
Starve, I guess.
This is why god invented antipasti.
The mozzarella is from Campania. The salami
is from Calabria. [soft music playing]
The parmesan cheese is of course
from Emilia-Romagna, as is the prosciutto.
And the wine, well
I thought we'd do something special.
It's a Sardinian wine.
[glasses clink]
It's a sin that the best Italian
restaurant in Tokyo remains empty.
When they hired me to be the chef
[slurps]
I imagined this place full of food
and laughter and good feeling.
A place that reminded me
of my family in Italy.
Little did I know that it was all
to be a front.
It's a wasted opportunity. Your bosses
could have a successful restaurant.
It's successful.
[Miyako speaking]
Before we close, someone comes by
with a bag full of money and says:
Look how well you did tonight!
And yet I'm your only customer.
Yes, that is why I Cherish you.
[suspenseful music playing]
[motorcycle whooshes]
[tires screeching]
[elevator bell dings]
[door opens]
Father, I'm sorry for coming home so late.
Don't be sorry.
Men your age shouldn't come home
until the sun has started to rise.
What are you doing up?
I couldn't sleep.
Do me a favor, Jiro. Will you fix
up a snack or something for me?
[knife scraping]
[Jiro's father munching]
This is delicious, Jiro.
Even with something as simple
as katsu sando,
I can see how skilled you are.
It reminds me of
your late mother's cooking.
Thank you, father.
[vessel clatters]
How do you see yourself?
[water running]
Are you a chef
or are you yakuza?
I was hoping to be both.
[water stops running]
Impossible. One will have to
supersede the other.
- I understand.
- Do you? War is coming.
I'm told she's half-Italian,
half-Japanese,
two ancient cultures combined.
It's no wonder she's so beautiful.
Do you love her?
Yes, father, I do.
You realize that if I can find her,
our enemies can as well.
Sometimes we must sacrifice what we love
in order to keep them safe.
[vehicle whirring]
[door opens, then closes]
You're early.
[footsteps approaching]
Start the rice.
What is wrong?
I'm trying to find the words.
Be careful then.
For the mouth is often
the source of disaster.
I can't apprentice anymore.
I must quit.
You see, I haven't been honest with you.
I haven't told you who I am.
I've let you down,
but I need you to know that
I'll always be grateful
for everything you've taught me.
Please forgive me.
[broom scraping softly]
Wait.
You are wrong. I know exactly who you are.
[mysterious music playing]
This knife is from the Kamakura period.
Made by the great master Yoshimitsu.
Respect it, Jiro-san.
Treat it well. Maintain it.
It is my gift to you.
From an old master to a young one.
Take it, as a reminder of
who you really are.
What do you have for me, my son?
[Jiro's father speaking]
Just wait, father.
[snaps]
I found a new fish supplier.
[clicks, hisses]
And yes, before you ask,
they're a bit overripe.
But I've thought this through:
we can get the fish cheap,
reducing our costs by 30 percent.
We'll even purchase them through a shell
company, so there's no connection to us.
That way we keep our pristine
reputation while reaping the profits.
They're contaminated.
Are they poisonous?
That's not really our problem, is it?
No self-respecting restaurant would
ever serve this, let alone purchase it.
Then we sell it to the poor.
They'll eat anything when hungry.
- No.
- Why not?
Because, Ichigo, it's dishonorable!
We are yakuza!
We decide what is honorable
and what is dishonorable!
Wrong! I am the oyabun!
I decide what is honorable
and dishonorable.
This makes me sick.
[tense music playing]
[footsteps receding]
[car door shuts]
[pan sizzling]
I did it.
[Miyako speaking]
- Hey
- Jiro! I'm so glad you're here.
I think I've finally done it.
See, I was going about it all wrong.
Is that so.
I was trying to make a wholly Italian dish.
But, that's not me.
I'm also Japanese and then
it occurred to me.
There's so many similarities
between Italian food and our food here.
The use of oil,
the eggs of mullet or tuna,
this bit of crushed pepper or chiles.
And most importantly,
the philosophical idea that
no matter what else is on the plate,
it's always about the pasta.
As here, it is always about the rice.
You're right, of course.
I just needed to make the dish my own.
I needed to make it mine.
Congratulations, Miyako.
What's wrong?
[somber music playing]
Miyako, we can't see each other anymore.
What are you talking about?
You know my family.
What I know is that you are not
your family.
But, I am, Miyako.
I am the loyal son of a yakuza boss.
You are also the man I love.
If we stayed together you would
never be safe, do you understand?
I'm willing to take that risk.
Do you understand?
But, I am not.
And here I was finally ready
to feed you my food.
[plate scrapes, clinks]
At least have a taste, so you'll
have something to
remember me by.
It's perfect. Just like you.
From the look on your face, I can
see you made some hard decisions.
I have.
I have given this much thought.
I was waiting for you, my son,
for you to make your decisions
and take your actions.
When I step aside you are going to
take my place, Jiro.
Father what about Ichigo?
Yes, normally the eldest son
becomes head of the clan,
but your brother doesn't understand
the way of yakuza.
He's too wild, too reckless
and acts like we're sort of thugs.
But you, Jiro, you're different.
You are my true successor.
Ichigo won't accept this.
I'll talk to him.
I'll make him understand.
But, I need to know from you,
will you take over when the time comes?
I'm counting on you to step up
just like you did when your mother died.
In a fair world, you would've gotten
to be a chef.
But that's not reality.
You know what your brother's capable of.
The streets will run red
with blood if he takes over.
I will do whatever you ask me.
[suspenseful music plays]
So, you consider Jiro your true successor?
But not me?
- Ichigo?
- I heard it all.
[Ichigo speaking]
You're going to make Jiro the oyabun.
That was my birthright.
Mine!
I understand you're upset, but I must do what's
best for the clan. [suspenseful music intensifies]
And what happens to me?
I take orders from my younger brother?
You guide him, you help him,
you have him lean on you for
Don't do that!
Don't you fucking patronize me!
If you didn't love me, father,
you should've just said so.
I would've left and found my own way.
What? No.
I love you so much, Ichigo.
I love you the special way a father can
only love his first born son.
This has nothing to do with that.
Of course I love you, my son.
You still call me son,
even after I failed you?
It's not your fault.
I never said no to you, Ichigo.
And so you never learned restraint.
You have not failed me as a son.
I have failed you as a father.
I see. You're right as always, father.
You did fail me. You failed me repeatedly.
[ominous music playing]
And you're going to have to pay for that.
You failed me! You failed me! You
failed me! [Ichigo speaking]
[thuds]
[thumps]
[suspenseful music playing]
Father!
Please, stay awake!
Jiro! I thought we were brothers.
Ichigo! Did you do this?
But this whole time you've been
conspiring against me.
You've been undermining me to our father.
I've done none of that.
What have you been whispering
in our father's ear?
How did you get him to turn on me?
We need to get him to the hospital!
Help me! Help me!
Sure, let me give you a hand.
[intense music plays]
[blade swishes]
[flesh squelches]
[sinister music playing]
We came as soon as you called.
[gun cocks]
Jiro killed our father! Look!
Get him!
Get Jiro!
[glass shatters]
[gunfire]
[gunshots]
[thuds]
[intense music playing]
[lock clicks]
[phone ringing]
Jiro? Listen, about what you said
[phone beeps]
Forget everything I said, Miyako.
Everything I told you.
[Jiro on phone]
I'm in trouble, but I have a plan.
Get to the airport. Go.
I'll be waiting.
Jiro I love you.
I love you, too.
[on phone]
[phone beeps]
[scooter engine revs]
[airplane whooshing]
[scooter whirring]
[engine whirs down]
[vehicles approaching]
[scooter whirs loudly]
[engine roars]
[grenade launcher cocks, beeps]
[whooshes]
[tires screech]
[thuds]
[scooter crashes]
[tires squealing]
[motorcycle whirring]
[gunfire]
[gun cocks]
[gunshots]
[clangs]
[air hisses]
[crashes]
[motorcycle whooshing]
[gunfire]
[gunshots]
[debris clattering]
[motorcycle crashes]
[object whooshes]
[fire whooshes]
[fire crackling]
[tense music playing]
[motorcycle whooshing]
[fuel sloshing]
[hisses]
[glass shatters]
[engine whirs down]
[fire crackling]
[motorcycle whirring]
[gunfire]
[engine revving]
[tires screeching] What the hell?!
Hurry, hurry now!
[clicks]
[plane whirring]
[engine roars]
[gunshots]
[blade swishes]
[tires squeal]
[gunfire continues]
[engines roaring]
[tires screech]
[yelling] Jirooo!
[door whirring, thuds]
[door opening]
[man on radio] Sun's hanging high
over Los Angeles today,
blue skies, light breeze,
and temps cruising in the mid-70s.
Stick around.
We've got more music coming up.
[truck beeping]
[suspenseful music playing]
[mysterious music playing]