It's time, everyone.
We will now begin the wedding reception
for Mishima Soichiro and Anne Francois Guillemard.
They both look wonderful!
I'm so glad that Anne-san's recovered.
I heard she got her sense of taste back too.
Makabe-san, Sonata-san, Shijima-san...
Even Mishima-san and Anne-san...
They were all brought together by wine, weren't they?
Thank you for making time in your busy schedules to come today.
We've done something a little special with the wine
you'll be enjoying with your meal.
I encourage you to go in without any preconceptions.
The people who brought Soichiro-san
and I together are here today.
We're hoping they, especially, will enjoy today's wine.
We'll start with an appetizer.
This is...
Hey, Shizuku-san, isn't this...
Yeah.
Mishima-san, did you really...?
Now, the second dish and wine.
I knew it.
This next wine is exceptional, and combines spice with nostalgic sweetness.
Incredible.
To think we'd get to have these again!
Now enjoy the pure sweetness of honey,
with a slight aroma of green apples.
It feels like it was a long time ago when we drank this.
It's somehow wistful, like I'm deep in my own memories.
I see.
Mishima-san, you...
Next, though this isn't the usual order for dishes,
we've prepared a white fish.
Yes, this feeling...
And now the final wine.
Did you enjoy that?
When we drank these six wines together,
we felt like we were experiencing a story about human life.
We wanted to share that with you.
I see.
So that's it.
The other meaning hidden in the Twelve Apostles...
I think I've found it.
It's like a dream!
To think I'd get to go to Hawaii with my mother and brother!
After Kyoto and this,
I'm wondering what's gotten into you, Issei.
Nothing.
Mother, would you like to try the next wine?
B-Brother?
Did something occur to you when you were searching for the Sixth Apostle?
You may have lost the battle for the Sixth Apostle,
but you've almost found the answer...
The truth about the Drops of God.
The Twelve Apostles represent the world as it is.
Humanity. Life. The world itself.
Oh, you were both brave enough to come back?
Of course.
What would I be afraid of?
As strong-willed as ever.
Let us begin, then.
The Seventh Apostle...
At the time, I was filled with self-confidence.
Even if I was alone in the wilderness,
even if I had lost sight of my path,
even if I was drifting alone in a small boat on the great ocean...
Nothing scared me.
That's what I thought.
I remember I was bold, like a young lion who's left the pack.
The sky was endless.
The horizon stretched on forever.
And the land was sturdy, refusing to move.
I was forced to learn how small I really was.
You who have lost yourselves...
You who were abandoned by others due to your arrogance...
You who are struggling to live,
who entrust yourself to the surging torrents of time
and simply allow yourselves to drift...
Pray.
Not to God, but to the power of man.
Aim.
Not for the heavens, but for the direction of the voices.
And visit this land.
There is a dream here that has no end.
There is something great and incomplete here.
Antoni Gaudi...
Did you believe...
that people would not give up, but carry on your dream?
This wine is eternally incomplete.
It is the Sagrada Família.
The image is clearer than it's ever been.
But somehow, it doesn't connect to wine...
You've had a fair amount of French and Italian wines, right?
If nothing's coming to you,
it feels like it might not be from those places.
I've been to the Sagrada Família.
It was built over decades by lots of people, some of them volunteers.
It's like a modern pyramid.
My father's trying to use the Sagrada Família to speak to the power of man.
A miracle created by manpower.
An homage to the life hidden inside it.
Then maybe it's a New World wine?
New World?
Yup. Not somewhere like France that's been making wine for centuries.
Somewhere wine was brought and then took root,
the most well-known of which are America and Australia.
You're right.
I haven't had a lot of wine from there.
These days, there are lots of New World wines that sell for premium prices
and even get better ratings than France and Italy!
New vineyards different from the fertile lands of Bordeaux and Burgundy...
Wines grown there cultivated by the hand of man, huh?
Yes, understood.
I'll get you the draft tonight.
Yes.
As for the next talk...
Is he going on another trip?
Loulan!
Yes?
You're coming with me on the next search for the apostle.
O-Okay.
But where are we going?
America. Napa Valley.
Wow, vineyards as far as the eye can see!
This is Napa Valley.
But are you sure the Seventh Apostle is an American wine?
To tell the truth, even I don't know.
But...
I'm confident it's not an Old World wine of Europe.
When the text spoke of "the power of man,"
it reminded me of modern wines grown all over the world, outside Europe,
and fostered by human wisdom and effort.
Here in California especially,
the power of man far exceeds that of heaven and earth.
That's how they were able to make some of the greatest wines in the world.
You're different than usual, Issei.
What does that mean, Loulan?
Before now, you've started with an image of the wine in your head
and traveled to match your image to that of the Apostle.
You've also quickly identified the makers, haven't you?
Right.
You've never gone somewhere without a clear image in mind.
Impressive as ever, Loulan.
That's right.
Right now, I am lost.
New World wines have yet to fully establish the characteristics
that define their soil and environments.
Even I won't be able to identify this apostle until I taste something like it.
If it's not here, then...
We'll simply go somewhere else.
I'll find it.
I cannot lose this battle.
And so...
I've asked everyone to help gather up New World wines!
Wow!
We'll have you drink them blind, Kanzaki-kun,
to go in without preconceptions.
Then you can identify the country with the characteristics of the apostle.
Right!
But we've deliberately avoided any wines from America,
the most famous New World region.
Huh? Why?
There are too many varieties there.
If none of what we've brought here today fits the bill,
I thought you could go to Napa Valley, the heart of American wine.
I see.
Okay, let's start with the Chilean wine Kido-kun brought.
Sure thing!
This is a pretty good one.
It gets good scores online,
and critics love it!
Klimt's The Kiss.
It felt like it was holding me in its arms...
You're right!
This wine is so erotic!
But it's not the Sagrada Família.
There's nothing seductive about the Seventh Apostle.
I know that.
But I love this wine.
I brought it because it's like an apostle to me!
The first premium Chilean wine,
Don Melchor Cabernet Sauvignon.
You're right.
It's no apostle, but it's a wonderful wine.
Okay, my turn next.
I found a wine from South Africa that'll surprise you!
A song...
An a capella song!
An elegant harmony of voices!
Miyabi-chan, what is this wine?
Is this really from South Africa?
Yes.
A wine made by an oenophile entrepreneur as the last work of his life...
Napier Red Medallion!
Incredible. It has the same potential as a ranked Bordeaux wine.
This South African wine makes you feel the power of man.
It may not be the Seventh Apostle,
but I thought it might give you a big hint.
Yeah.
You might be right.
All right!
It's my turn now!
A wine appropriate for the difficult task I was given:
finding a wine from Argentina!
Now, try this!
Traveling on a luxury night train...
The scenery outside the window gently embraces the heart of the traveler.
A twilight express, where the journey is more important than the destination.
From the Catena Zapata Malbec Argentino vineyards!
A famous Argentinian wine!
But it's a train trip...
Not the Sagrada Família, right?
W-Well, we can say this one's my personal apostle too.
Yeah!
It's delicious and fun to drink!
To think Argentina's got wine like this...
Y-Yeah.
Now then, I'll round things out.
My wine is from Australia.
This is... a silk painting.
A strange piece of art, like paint thrown on a silk canvas,
yet it's still somehow painterly.
Like it's trying to paint an image with grapes.
I feel a strong passion toward achieving a goal.
That's our boss!
This wine's really incredible.
Isn't it?
But... painterly? Guess it's not the apostle.
You're right.
But it's the closest yet.
The Sagrada Família's architect was strongly passionate about his goal too,
and many people came together to fulfill it.
The Seventh Apostle isn't just a delicious wine.
More than anything, it had a goal in mind.
Indeed.
In the sense that it left nothing to heaven or earth,
but created wine like one would paint...
A Torbreck Woodcutter's Shiraz.
It's a true work of art.
Torbreck travels the land like an artist searching for paints,
bringing new life to barren ground all over the region to make their wine.
Oh, wow!
Shizuku-san, if we assume you're right,
then isn't it possible the Seventh Apostle might be from Australia?
She's got a point.
Whether it's a building or work of art,
if you're making something, you need plenty of materials.
In other words, plenty of land and people.
That means we can narrow it down to either America or Australia.
If you're going to go and look for it at the source,
you'll only have time to visit one, but...
I've decided.
I can see it!
Yeah.
Endless land and the power of so many people coming together...
Australia!
Uluru (Ayers Rock)
Adelaide Airport
Someone should be coming to get us...
Where are you?!
Kanzaki-san! Shinohara-san!
Where are you?!
Welcome to Australia, Taiyoh Beer
Welcome, Kanzaki-san, Shinohara-san!
I've come to get you, Taiyoh Beer!
I-I'm pretty sure that's her...
I'm kind of grateful but embarrassed.
We're Kanzaki and Shinohara from HQ.
Nice to meet you.
Nice to meet you!
I'm Nadia Simone of the Australia branch!
Nice to meet you.
We've come to find an apostle.
An apostle? What's that?
Wow! That's very exciting!
And so that brings you to Australia?
Yeah.
Granted, I don't know if I'm right.
But the power of man that I felt from that wine...
It reminded me of the effort and passion of the people who pioneered
the country of Australia.
I see.
That's the way our wines are here.
We're heading to Barossa Valley.
It's a world-famous wine region that was founded
by German immigrants in the 19th century.
As you know, it's the heart of Australian viticulture.
The boss's wine was a Barossa Valley wine, wasn't it?
I wanna get into some Australian wine already!
Then why don't we have some lunch?
I'll treat you to my favorite Australian wine!
Really?
Hooray!
I know the owner of this place, actually.
The food is incredible.
I can't wait!
Is it Aussie beef, maybe?
Now, as for the wine...
Oh dear!
What's wrong?
Be quiet!
Nadia...
Daddy...
You're Nadia-san's father?
Please, don't cause trouble.
These guests are important.
Hello.
I'm Kanzaki with Taiyoh Beer. I'm here from Japan.
I don't shake hands with Japanese people.
And you're coming with me!
Don't you eat with people like these!
D-Daddy!
They came all the way from headquarters!
And I keep telling you to quit working for the Japanese!
The Japanese... are our enemies!
Issei, where are we going?
There's someone I want to meet.
Mr. Tomine!
Mr. Kent Nakagawa!
We finally meet!
To think that someone these days would come all the way from Japan to see me...
This is Loulan, my assistant.
Nice to meet you.
Yeah, a pleasure.
Loulan, Mr. Nakagawa was the first man to introduce American wines to Japan!
That was a long time ago.
I've long since retired.
The way you correctly identified the makes
and vintages of over 200 wines in a Napa Valley blind tasting contest
is still legendary!
Wow!
Ah, yes, I remember that.
Now, no sense in standing out here.
Let's talk inside.
Mr. Nakagawa, what wine do you have for us?
Oh, I'll have water.
You're sure?
Yes.
I don't drink wine anymore.
There's no reason for me to.
Are you abstaining for health reasons?
Oh, no.
Don't worry about me.
Enjoy these Napa Valley wines.
Just seeing people enjoy wine is enough of a luxury for me.
What's happened?
What changed you?
Pride.
I was arrogant. I thought I knew everything about American wine.
I angered Bacchus.
Now, let's enjoy our meal.
The oil on this chicken...
It's spoiled!
Hey, this chicken—
Mr. Nakagawa, that chicken is...
Oh...
You've lost your senses of smell and taste?
Oh dear.
You're quite observant.
I was in an accident three years ago and suffered brain damage.
I lost both my senses of smell and taste.
It's what I get for blaspheming wine, I suppose.
Blaspheming?
You were a taster and critic who was always fair in his dealings with wine!
I was... once.
Just before the accident,
I was threatened into writing a review filled with lies,
which became my gateway into the world of graft.
The next thing I knew, I was willing to do anything for money.
Then the accident happened.
What could it be but the wrath of Bacchus?
That's horrible...
I apologize for not telling you when you contacted me.
I'm sorry to say this after you came all the way from Japan,
but there's nothing I can do for you.
I have no advice for a young, talented taster like yourself...
What do you do now?
Even without my senses of taste and smell,
I have no talent for anything but wine.
Wine is my whole life,
and there's one last thing I'd like to do.
What's that?
Please come and see for yourself.
I'd like your advice, actually.