All language subtitles for My Back Page (2011_ Nobuhiro Yamashtia)

An all-out attack was launched in the morning

on the Yasuda Auditorium, the last stronghold.

The students hurled rocks desperately.

After the overwhelming attack
by the riot police ceased,

the students fought back stubbornly,

fort Yasuda held out for days.

Ignoring the persuasion
by acting president Mr. Kato,

the students cried out against the oppression.

"Remember, you too will die shivering,
but not like straws"

"We do not fear solitude
in our search for solidarity"

"we are willing to fall
if we are not equal to the task"

"but we refuse to be daunted
before trying our utmost"

"Year 1969"

Come on, pretty lady. Take a look.

Isn't it cute?

This rabbit won't grow any bigger.

You don't even need special food.

Just feed it vegetable scraps.

See, even its poop is tiny...

Poor thing.

If you think so, then buy it and save it.

Come on, Miss Sludge!

What the...

She should buy it if she feels sorry for it.

San, stop laughing and start selling.

Go on.

It's cute.
1,000 yen each...

Rabbits from New Zealand.

You're too self-conscious.

You have to be assertive and quick.

1,000 yen each...

Why do you want to work for our company?

Because everybody has sex.

They're a condom company,

but that's a bit much, isn't it?

Tell them, "you have a promising future".

That's good.

By the way, "Christ" tell me.

Are you going to the job
interview dressed like that?

I'll shave.

That's not the point...

How do you write "promising future"?

Give me.

Hey, watch out.

You're smart,

as might be expected of a college graduate.

That word's taught in junior high.

Hey!

Welcome.

Those rabbits are yours, right?

Don't dump them over there.

They're in the way.

Huh?

Don't act dumb.

You're the only ones selling rabbits.

They're not ours, scumbag.

It was so hot.

I didn't want to leave them in the car...

How many did you kill?

I'm sorry.

Will this fit?

Good luck with your interview.

Thanks.

San, help me bury the rabbits before you go.

You've seen what it's like here,

but come back again when you're broke.

I think the pay here is better than other places.

Tamotsu.

Here.

You don't get it, do you?

See you.

"MY BACK PAGE"

"The Touto Newspapers"

I always wanted to be a journalist.

Good morning.

Overseas, the Vietnam War raged.

Here, it was the student movement.

I hated beingjust an onlooker.

I joined the Touto Newspaper
the year the Yasuda Auditorium fell.

The company published the Touto Journal

which covered the Zenkyoto movement.

It was strongly supported
by the young readership.

I wanted to be assigned to that magazine,

but ended up being assigned

to the Weekly Touto magazine instead.

Morning, sir.

Been away for a month, right?

Your section's so uneventful.

Good morning...

"University of Tokyo", you're back.

Long time no see, sir.

Hey Chief, Sawada's finally returned.

I'm back, sir.

Welcome back.

Who's that?

She's a new face

who'll be our cover girl from now on.

So this guilty feeling, you might say.

Even though I experienced it,

all I did was just pretend.

They were real vagabonds and laborers,

and I tricked them into
becoming friends with me.

So this guilty feeling...

Sawada.

Is that what you want to convey?

You were gone for a month

and sentimentality is all you've got?

Sentimentality? ljust said how I felt.

We're the "eyes" of society.

Do you understand?

The details are important.

What's happening there is the key.

Did you see it, Mr. Tokuyama?

Did you see it?

Hey!

I actually spent time with them.

Stop it, that's enough.

Sawada, just do it, all right?

Write a great article to justify your month.

Tokuyama, it's not often everyone's here, so...

Mr. Nakahira is still at Sanrizuka.

He should just let the Touto Journal
cover the New Left.

We have to swim with the tide too, you know.

Yes, swim with the tide.

The Apollo mission has our hands full.

Everyone is working on it.

We know that.

Chief, could I have a word?

Hello, Mr. Nakahira.

Get me a coffee.

But I have to keep track of this.

You were asleep.

Yes, sir.

I still can't believe that humans
have gone to the Moon.

I would choose Vietnam over the Moon anytime.

You lack that kind of determination.

Feel guilty? Then go.

Bring a club like the protesters.

But...

from the standpoint of a journalist...

Stop trying to be cool. Just go.

Believe what you want to believe.

You're human before you're a journalist.

Yes.

What's this?

She's our new cover girl.

Using a girl on the cover like that,

that's why we're considered
too frivolous or too bourgeois.

She's cute.

Mr. Nakahira! How could you say that?

What? Women are different.

You're contradicting yourself.

No, I'm not. I'm a man before I'm a journalist.

Let's drink whiskey.

I have to do this.

You'll have some, right?

No, thank you, really.

Mr. Nakahira, I'll do it.

I thought Yoshiro Karatani
was wanted by the police.

We're participating in the next Zenkyoto rally.

Give him a ride to Hibiya.

What? But that's...

Journalism shouldn't be a party to the movement.

I'll teach you what real journalism is all about.

Yoshiro Karatani, the chairman of
the University of Tokyo Zenkyoto.

The hero and commander of the movement

who had been hiding since a warrant

for his arrest had been issued.

If I fail, I'll be arrested for assisting his escape.

Mr. Karatani, I'm a few years
your junior in university.

I'm a University of Tokyo graduate, too.

I saw the Yasuda Auditorium when it fell.

I wasn't there when that happened.

I wish that...

I could have been there with everyone.

It would have been better than this.

Now, as we attempt to overcome oppression

and join in solidarity, the riot police,

that is, state powers
are inflicting violence upon us!

That's right!

The Establishment is attempting

to shut down the All-Japan
Zenkyoto student movement,

baring its violence and madness against us

who are gathered here today!

That's right!

This is the forefront of the fascist

and oppressive Japanese society
headed by PM Sato!

But hear me, students of this nation,

the riot police try to wield power over us

and resort to violence...

Sawada.

The rear's too risky. The front?

The front's no good.

Somewhere in between?

I didn't notice.

You're Yoshiro Karatani.

Go...

Some journalist you are helping the students.

I'll break your other leg.

Give mejust 10 more minutes.

Run, Karatani!

Karatani!

Just now! The chairman of
the University of Tokyo Zenkyoto!

Mr. Yoshiro Karatani has arrived!

Our battle is currently being exposed

to extremely difficult and harsh conditions.

Today, I will be arrested.

However, I hereby declare
that the students’ battle

along with those of laborers and citizens

will lead directly to opposing the Security Treaty.

I entrust this struggle to you all.

I'll pass. I don't know anyone.

It's okay.

The main members major in philosophy like me.

I'm not into politics.

That's why we're going.

I just remembered something.

Nevermind.

"Year 1970"

I'm saying that you're being too optimistic

in such a right-winged school system.

I refuse to be labeled an optimist.

I'm also angry and disappointed at our school.

That's why I'm here...

Your attitude is too lukewarm.

We have to take direct action.

Words are useless.

A group must take action.

Katagiri, so you affirm the use of violence?

It's the university that affirms violence!

They kill people handing out flyers!

That's right!

Protesting with words
and demonstrations is useless.

We all know that!

But first of all,

we must question our own positions.

How do we interpret the fact that

we're based in the university

and are dependent on it

even as we demand its dismantlement?

Good point!

Hear...

Tell me, Katagiri.

What do you hope to accomplish?

I want to form a sect.

No, after that.

What do you want to do with that sect?

Are you the enemy?

What?

You're the enemy.

What the heck.

I'm the one who made this study group.

That's absurd!

That makes no sense!

What?

What? I'm not saying anything wrong.

Fine. Whoever wants to quit
is welcome to do so. Leave.

I'll do this alone if I have to!

I created this group. I'm not wrong.

Don't you know somewhere we could go?

I wouldn't be wandering like this

if I had a place to go.

Be a man!

Find us a place to stay tonight.

You make me sick.

You're always so dependent on me.

Go away if you find me so burdensome.

Do you have an appointment?

No, I just dropped by
because I happened to come nearby.

Here.

Thank you.

I always looked forward
to reading the next episode.

Our deskman didn't like it.

He called it too sentimental.

Why? It was interesting.

Wandering around Tokyo with only 500 yen.

Do you always have to work on Sundays?

I'm not here to work today.

I go see all-nighters at the cinema.

This place has a bath and a place to sleep.

There's a bath here?

There's also a dental clinic, too.

It's great.

So is school fun?

I guess so.

Do your friends comment on that?

Why do you ask?

What?

I've modeled as long as I can remember.

Actually, I've been told to do it.

So I don't really understand.

I'm just being normal, but I'm told I'm not.

Normal, huh?

I wonder what's normal?

I wonder, too.

Do you think I'm normal right now?

What?

Yeah, you're normal.

That's good.

But honestly, I still sometimes wonder
why it's me.

Because you're attractive, maybe?

I think so, anyway.

The guys I met during my wanderings,

I never would have met them

in my usual line of work.

But in the end, it was just work.

Once my work was done, I had to say goodbye.

I had just passed them by.

"Keisei Anpo member wanted for gun shop raid"

You've seen this, right?

Yes.

A Keisei Anpo leader contacted me.

It's a publicity stunt.

What for?

To use us to promote themselves.

Are they legit?

Are you meeting him?

Let me do it.

He's wary and doesn't want to be seen.

Can you arrange someplace?

How about Fumie?

Somewhere more secluded.

"Year 1971"
I won't say exactly how many,

"Year 1971"
but we did use three units

"Year 1971"
for that mission.

Where are the guns?

Some are already in Chiba Prefecture.

We intend to use them at Sanrizuka.

Really?

I don't care if you think I'm lying.

What do you plan to do next?

We take action.

We have in our possession,
dynamites, shotguns,

grenades, Molotov cocktails,

cigarette can bombs, and Japanese swords.

There are rumors you'll join forces
with the Red Army.

Our views are different,

so it's a strategic alliance.

Our image of the revolt is...

Mind if I use this?

Our targets are on a circle

with the Diet Building at the center.

Explosions will occur in Mitaka, Shinjuku,

Ikebukuro, and also in Kanda.

We'll destroy transport facilities.

We'll head to the center

while the authorities are dispersed.

Masses of white and green helmets
will be demonstrating,

surrounded by the police.

Then we'll arrive.

The police will be caught
between the masses and us militants.

Stranded crowds will start panicking.

The anti-riot law will be invoked,

but that would only help us.

Guerilla tactics are easier in a crowd.

This is what our April will be like.

He's a fake.

One of those self-professed leftists.

I can't believe I fell for that.

Are you sure?

Why would he give prior notice

if he were really serious?

So this interview is out?

I'll see if I can find some evidence.

Sorry to burden you.

It's okay.
See you, then.

Sorry.

It's okay. Go ahead.

Thank you for tonight.

No problem.

The cops might question me.

Don't worry, this annex is private.

Not even my parents come.

Do you like him?

Kenji Miyazawa.

I love Night on the Galactic Railroad.

I'm surprised someone
like you reads Miyazawa.

What do you mean?

Well, you know...

A radical.

We've never considered ourselves radicals.

Other people call us that.

We don't think what we're doing is radical.

We'rejust doing what's necessary.

Can you play it?

I used to play music
before I became an activist.

What do you like, Mr. Sawada?

Rock.

Which band?

Do you know CCR?

Did you know "Have You Ever Seen the Rain"
is about bombings?

Umeyama...

why did you become an activist?

I saw the Yasuda Auditorium fall on TV,

and felt that I'd found what I'd been looking for.

That was painful for me.

I was on the side of the media,

but to watch from the safety zone

while students from my school

were losing their battle was difficult.

You're too kind, Mr. Sawada.

The journalists that I've met
have all been indifferent.

I've never had a decent conversation

with one like this before.

Thanks.

"The Eastern Capital (Touto) is Tainted Red"
I'm back!

"The Eastern Capital (Touto) is Tainted Red"
Work hard.

The Eastern Capital is Tainted Red.

Touto must be red for it to be Touto.

This isn't the first time.

It's just a joke.

But it's not funny anymore.

Is it true they did that to serve as a lesson?

It's been 6 days since that issue came out.

Why withdraw it from circulation now?

Same here.

We should keep an eye on our writers.

"The Weapons are Ready.
Next is the April Revolt"

The Editor-in-Chief of
the Journal had his pay cut.

He might even be replaced.

I guess the fad's over.

So...

The Touto Journal has been...

How to put it...

So, half the members of this section
have been reassigned...

The dismantling of the left-leaning
Touto Journal was ruthless.

The reporters supportive of
the Zenkyoto movement were dispersed,

and I felt like a pitcher told

to wrap up a losing ball game.

Hello, sir.

That article about the Keisei Anpo
in the Weekly Touto.

Did you write that?

Well, actually Mr. Nakahira did the writing.

That was a pretty high-profile piece,

but I prefer the "City Adventure Diary".

I liked that.

That was yours, right?

The "Tokyo Vagabond Experiment".

That's the one.

When you get settled in,

let's do something like that again.

Yes, sir.

You should be happy.

You work for the Journal now.

The Journal isn't the same anymore.

That's Maezono's phone number.

Thank you.

Are you going to ask him for an essay?

I was wondering if he'd
have a talk with Umeyama.

Umeyama? That guy from the other day?

Yes. He's an avid supporter of Mr. Maezono.

He asked to be introduced

since you know Mr. Maezono.

You're still in touch with that guy?

Well, only when he contacts me.

I'm still suspicious of him.

Be careful. Don't give him any money.

I'm not that stupid.

And you went ahead with that article.

I just did it as a last-ditch effort at the Weekly.

But you found evidence, right?

Nothing conclusive
either way regarding his identity.

And that April revolt of his never happened.

Nakahira.

I hear you write book reviews now.

Yeah.

The people at the top are ruthless.

They basically demoted you, didn't they?

But it's a good chance for you to cool off.

You've always been, you know...

What do you mean?

I mean...

You tend to forget you're a reporter.

You mean the rally in Hibiya?

That's not the only time.

You always look on from a safe distance.

From behind the riot police.

You're just the cops’ spokesman.

The Local News Department suits you.

Are you criticizing us?

Nakahira,

you know ourjob is to witness

and report the facts.

Now isn't the time to be so idyllic.

Idyllic?

Don't you think hiring an amateur model

and playing dress-up doll with her is idyllic?

Your magazines are published
on our leftover paper.

Stop it...

Welcome.

One adult and one student.

And two pamphlets.

1,700 yen, please.

Thank you.

"Five Easy Pieces"

It wasn't very good, was it?

The movie?

What? I thought it was great.

Which part?

Where Jack Nicholson cries.

At the end, in front of his father.

Don't you remember?

Yes, I remember.

I like seeing a man cry.

Like in Midnight Cowboy,

Dustin Hoffman says I'm scared and cries.

A man who cries isn't a man.

That's not true.

I like men who can cry properly.

Oh, that.

A guy named Ume... something...

Umeyama?

Umeyama. He left that.

He'd been waiting for you until now.

I gave him the 10,000 yen you owe him.

What? What for?

He said you'd understand.

He's an interesting guy.

I'd bought him lunch before I knew it.

So who is he, by the way?

Hey.

Asai.

Look.

A bachelor is supposed to live here.

So?

What if our hideout is discovered?

Hurry up.

Put it inside.

Do it yourself.

Sorry. I don't have a washing machine at home.

You have to be more careful.

Sorry.

Say that when we're
actually wanted by the cops.

We'll never do anything at this rate.

"The Weapons are Ready.
Next is the April Revolt."

Using another group's name
to spread lies isn't fighting, is it?

Say that in front of Mr. Katagiri.

You're back.

Mr. Katagiri, Asai said...

Asai isn't wrong.

I did use another group's name
to contact the media.

But I didn't lie about our ideas.

We share Keisei Anpo's vision,

so I know I did the right thing.

I also wanted my words to strengthen the unity

of our comrades working underground.

If my actions so far don't appear to be fighting,

then you can go, Asai.

I won't stop you.

And Shibayama, don't call me Katagiri.

It's Umeyama. Even amongst ourselves.

I'm sorry.

One more thing.

Using the media produced another result.

It's our biggest accomplishment yet.

Next week,

I'm meeting Isamu Maezono.

As the Zenkyoto movement lost its momentum,

one thinker continued
to be vigorously involved in activism.

Isamu Maezono of
the Kyoto University Zenkyoto.

His idea of fighting without forming a clique,

alone as a "scoundrel",

influenced the underground activists

who planned guerilla warfare.

He was the new charisma
after Yoshiro Karatani.

Derailing trains, killing cops...

These exemplify a type of violence.

Then there's violence of state power.

That's the other type.

But do the masses see state power as violence?

Throwing a petrol bomb is an act of violence,

but when a cop hits the one throwing it, it's not.

That's true.
That's why the masses should arm themselves.

First, we rise in arms.

Then we popularize the movement.

When Mishima killed himself, you said,

Zenkyoto has fallen behind.

You were criticized, but I know how you feel.

The way Mishima chose to die...

Blood is an important motif for the Japanese.

At least you Keisei Anpo folks
are up front about killing.

The New Left are like kids

looking for new kids to play with.

But the new kids don't know what's going on.

That's fraud. It's swindling.

Mishima killed himself.

But they refuse to see that truth.

I sympathize with him.

Only I refuse to perform hara-kiri.

Some say that communism is the best

and only correct way.

But they're missing the point.

A man could devote his life to anything,

all kinds of things ranging from art to women.

These things can't be compared.

Communists chose to carry out social reforms.

Nobody asked them to do it.

Revolutions are pastimes.

Mr. Maezono is some guy, isn't he?

Of course he is. What did you expect?

We'll start making our moves soon.

Just wait and see.

I heard you came to my office the other day.

I'm sorry, Mr. Sawada.

Yeah.

That I took the liberty...

Yeah.

I really wanted to read it.

But I shouldn't have taken your book.

Well, I would have just lent it to you.

I'm sorry.

No, my point is, you met Mr. Iijima, didn't you?

Mr. Iijima. He's got passion, doesn't he?

He contributed money to our cause.

What?
I turned him down at first,

but he insisted.

I really had fun tonight.

Thank you for dinner.

Drinking is important.

Social reform is violence.

It's destruction.

So destroying the world
and drinking alcohol are correlated.

Thank you for tonight.

Umeyama.

Yes.
Our chance will come within the next few years.

Let's go for it.

Yes, sir!

You're taking this too lightly.

Organizations are hard to run.

What "organization"? What are we?

I don't get it.

What are you fighting against?

Calm down.

I don't understand what you're thinking anymore.

It's all right. Come on.

It's all right.

Masaru,

what am I to you?

We'll succeed next time. Positive.

Remember Saeki?

He knows a guy in the Self-Defense Forces.

Come here.

Come on.

Shigeko.

It's all right.

"Praying that sad things don't happen"

"With all their hearts"

"They gaze into each other's eyes..."

Fried noodles and soft ice cream.

130 yen.

70 yen change.

Thanks.

Thank you very much.

I'll use the JSDF soldiers in my group

to obtain the necessary uniforms.

But these soldiers can't be used
to seize the weapons.

Your group should do the rest.

I'm already in violation
of the Self-Defenses Forces Act.

How about it?

You could rob loads of weapons easily.

You're doing it wrong, Umeyama.

You say, I'm changing the world,
so you contribute.

That's like saying, I want to have sex,

so you pay for the hotel.

It's a bad habit of the New Left.

But we could obtain weapons...

Besides, can you really trust that Kiyohara guy?

Are you sure of his background?

You're taking this too lightly.

But then, how...

You could turn to Mr. Sawada, for one.

There are ways.

You should have explored every means.

So what if you don't have money?

Sully your own hands
if you're determined to do this.

Show me who you really are.

"On Strike"

"Middle Core Faction"

"Kyoto Univ. Zenkyoto Unification Meeting"

Could you ask around?

I will, too, of course.

So will Shibayama and Asai.

It's too much money.

Just say that...

You're pregnant or something.

You wouldn't be lying, right?

I paid for it that time, remember?

"Shoji Arakawa a.k.a. Takeshi Kiyohara"

"Resume, Takeshi Kiyohara"

Umeyama isn't a member
of the Keisei Anpo after all.

I asked the members of the Tokai Anpo,

but they'd never seen or heard of him.

They said that nobody in their right mind

would come out from hiding after that raid.

Listen. Stay away from Umeyama.

Hi.

Hello.

How was it?

Yeah.

It was an alias after all.

Tell me something first.

Who are you?

Is this guy really your long-lost friend?

Are you really looking for him?

You're not a member
of the Keisei Anpo, are you?

I'm disappointed in you.

So what if I'm not?

Will you hand me over to the police?

I guess the Touto Journal now sides
with the establishment.

No.
Our faction is split between right and left.

I'm the left.

It's possible a right-leaning member

would deny my existence.

The internal division is quite serious.

You probably wouldn't understand.

I'll show only you.

"Sekiho"

"Sekiho"

"Sekiho Army"

Yesterday...

I saw a really good movie.

Midnight Cowboy. Have you seen it?

That part where Dustin Hoffman cries.

I loved it.

He says, I'm scared...

I thought that was me.

Whenever I'm about to take action,

I think, I'm scared too.

Umeyama.

When you make your move,

let the Journal...

Let me cover your story.

You already are.

Where's my money?

There's a problem

we have to resolve first.

Unfortunately, there are two traitors here.

Shibayama.

Embezzlement.

Planning to take off, right? We know.

You didn't quit Hiroshima University

and enter the National Defense Academy,
did you, Arakawa?

We won't forgive you for lying.

We the Sekiho Army don't treat traitors kindly.

And stealing uniforms is a crime in itself.

"Eliminate"
That's 2 or 3 years in prison for you.

We'll let this go if you cooperate.

Comrade.

Everyone, this is our new member, Arakawa.

He'll command this operation from now on.

Where's the car?

In the parking lot.

Go ahead as scheduled tonight.

Arakawa, let's do this right.

Are you serious?

Let's go over it again.

Arakawa wears the 1st Lt. uniform
and Shibayama the PFC.

Enter Camp Asagiri from the main gate,

head for the armory.

Attack at 22:30 during the changing of the guards.

The guns will be smuggled out to the cafe.

Ataka and Asai will camouflage

and carry them to the hideout.

All right?

Yes.

Arakawa.

Hey.
I have to pee.

He's no use.

You're the only one I can depend on.

You're too kind.

Thanks for standing by me until now.

I really appreciate it.

This is my last chance.

Make me the real thing.

Please.

Calm down.

"Camp Asagiri"

Are they in?

Why are there so many?

What should we do?

He'll do.

You.

Yes?

Mom...

Good work.

Could you give me a hand over there?

Yes, sir.

Are you all right?

Can you stand up?

Let me help you.

What the...

Take his gun!

Let go...

Somebody help!

Where's the gun...

Why?

Where is it?

Nevermind. Bring the bag.

Give me the bag!

Let's go!

"Declaration of War"

A patrolling soldier found him
on the ground covered in blood.

He was taken to the Saitama Hospital,

but having been stabbed several times

with a sharp weapon,

it was confirmed
that the soldier had bled to death.

Red helmets with "Sekiho Army"
written on them were found,

and flyers with slogans...

Sekiho Army? Never heard of them.

Have you?

No.

Sawada...

It's for you.

A fight broke out between
the sentry and the intruders...

Hello?

Sawada?

Mr. Maezono?

Did you see on TV?

Yes, it's on right now.

Has he contacted you?

We're meeting tomorrow.

I see.

He really did it.

Yeah, but...

Did he say he got the weapons?

No.

I didn't think he'd kill someone.

But he made his move.

That's true, but...

Tell me the details after you see him.

Yes, of course.

See you.

Yes.

Show me proof that you really did it.

Are these the soldier's?

That'll give it more punch.

Could I hold on to this armband?

I need the real thing to convince my boss.

If you insist.

Is something wrong?

Is he here?

What?

It's all right. I'm alone.

Did Mr. Iijima tell you?

But this is my scoop!

You know the paper has to run the story first.

But...

Mr. Iijima is trying to help you

get your story published.

Will you pay us again for the interview?

Yeah, of course.

Then I don't mind.

When was the Sekiho Army organized?

The faction, at the end of 1970.

The Army was organized earlier this summer.

We sent some men overseas for military training.

I've been to Europe for a while myself.

How many members?

One leader, one sub leader,

and two pairs. Six in all.

Why did you leave
those flyers and helmets there?

Propaganda.

It was all according to our initial plans.

Why did you break into the Camp?

To seize weapons, of course.

But we couldn't achieve our objective,

so we admit we failed in that regard.

Did you have to kill the soldier?

How do you feel about the murder?

Killing the soldier was a secondary occurrence.

To be honest, we're sorry it
happened.

But that soldier was also a robot of authority.

You accuse us,

but in the history of Japan's class conflict,

so many have been killed by state power.

Michiko Kanba. Kyoto University's Yamazaki.

We've just now caught up with Yukio Mishima.

Mishima just killed himself, not anyone else.

Didn't the Sekiho Armyjust kill a random soldier?

We're driving ourselves into madness.

By doing things that appear mad to the masses,

we're bringing ourselves closer to sanity.

This will be given top priority, right?

And it's our exclusive.

Our rivals will be mortified.

Leave something for the Journal to publish.

Don't worry, I know.

Come work for the paper

if you want to get a scoop.

Don't resent me, resent the company.

Let's go.

Hey, Sawada.

What?

Those are the orders.

Wait, that's not what we promised.

You said you would...

Come with me. Over here.

And what have you decided to do, Mr. Tsugawa?

I'm obeying orders.

We've no choice but to call the cops.

What will happen to Umeyama?

He trusted us with his story!

We've decided he's a murderer,

not a political offender.

You're going to betray him?

As a newspaper journalist,

I side with the people.

I have only contempt for you.

He's a political offender.

You're too optimistic.

In the end,

you just want to protect yourself.

And you call yourself a journalist.

Listen, Sawada.

Umeyama is nothing like Karatani.

Umeyama is a political offender.

Our news sources must be kept secret.

We shouldn't notify the police.

I understand what you're trying to say, Sawada.

But...

The Local News Department
has deemed it an ordinary murder,

so we have to cooperate.

Mr. Shiraishi.

Are you Sawada?

Tsugawa is meeting a police detective tonight.

You go tomorrow, too.

Let me write about it.

I'll go to the police after it's out.

Mr. Yamaguchi, you haven't been
training him properly.

Is the newspaper so important?

Yes, it is.

A daredevil, huh?

We're not publishing a college bulletin.

Do as I say.

I don't agree with our Local News team.

Do you recognize him?

You interviewed him this February, right?

I can't disclose information
obtained through work.

All right.

All right.

But Mr. Sawada...

If you keep this up,

we'll have to begin suspecting you

to be a member of the Sekiho Army.

Don't worry.

Mr. Katagiri isn't like that.

He's probably working
with the higher-ups to protect us.

He'll be back.

Excuse me.

I didn't make a mistake, did I?

About what I did.

When is my story being published?

It's not going to be.

I'm sorry.

I gave you the armband because I trusted you.

The cops came to talk to me.

Did you tell them?

I need money to escape.

Hey.

You're a political offender, right?

Why do you ask?

Are you a political offender?

Of course.

Then what is the Sekiho Army?

What's wrong with you?

Tell me.

What were you aiming to do?

Who are you?

You wanted a scoop, too, right?

We could both become the real things

once the story is published.

What...

What's going to happen to me?

"Pretending to be a Revolutionary"

Masaru Katagiri a.k.a. Umeyama.

He mentioned you when he was arrested.

I'm so sorry.

He's claiming that Maezono
organized the Sekiho Army.

That's probably a lie.

Did you take photos at his hideout
before the attack?

Is it true?

And that you have the armband?

Where is it now?

I burned it.

I burned it.

Why?

It disgusted me.

I did take photos of it.

So now,

I guess I...

I have to give them to the police.

I understand how you feel.

But Sawada...

Sawada.

From the moment you turn them in,

you can never criticize the Local News team.

Shigeko Ataka?

You know why we're here, right?

Yes.

Did he tell you about this place?

We're not allowed to tell you.

How is he doing?

Our objective was to obtain weapons.

I never said to kill.

It was their decision.

Make sure that's on record.

But you instructed them to rob weapons, right?

It was Arakawa's idea.

He said he knew Camp Asagiri.

So you took command, right?

But I just followed Mr. Maezono's instructions.

Just to make sure,
do you really mean Isamu Maezono?

Yes, our sect was created under his leadership.

And?

And we were the 2nd Unit
that procured weapons...

Wait, what do you mean, the 2nd Unit?

The Sekiho Army is comprised of 3 Units.

The 1st, 2nd, and 3rd District Units.

The 1st are the combatants,

the 2nd is provided weapons

and the 3rd is the Kansai Unit.

The 3rd Unit does the actual commanding.

Their base is in Kyoto University.

They're based in the Kansai area

to gain time to escape is my guess.

Katagiri says...

that you have the armband.

If you hand it over now,

we won't charge you
with suppressing evidence.

I can't disclose my informants.

Mr. Ohsako has been asking

to see you guys since yesterday.

He's asking why.

He wants to know the truth.

Who's Mr. Ohsako?

He wants to know why his son was killed

inside the JGSDF Camp

when there isn't even a war going on.

I couldn't console him.

You brought a man?

I'll run you over!

Long time no see.

Yes.

Have a seat.

So today... no, yesterday.

Were you at the movies again?

No, I just didn't feel like going home.

How have you been?

The last issue was my final job

at the Weekly Touto.

Really?

So I'm here for the last time.

It's good to see you.

Yes, good timing.

Today's my last day here, too.

Then is it true?

Is what true?

So you already know.

Was that about you?

I guess it was.

I was immature.

But...

I wonder why I trusted him?

Maybe I just wanted to.

I don't understand,

but someone died, right?

An innocent person.

Someone who didn't have
to die was killed, right?

Not that I understand "movements", but...

If I had to agree or disagree with an idea,

I inclined to agree

because it felt right.

But...

This incident...

It somehow feels...

It feels wrong.

So very wrong.

January 9th, 1972.

I was arrested by the Saitama Prefectural Police.

I was sentenced to 10 months in prison

suspended for 2 years.

I didn't file an appeal.

She later went on to work as an actress,

appearing in a few TV dramas,

but died 3 years later.

She was 21 years old.

"On the day that Sawada was arrested"

"Isamu Maezono became a wanted man"

"for the preparation of robbery"

"because of Katagiri's false testimony"

"He disappeared and was
a fugitive for over 10 years"

"Katagiri (a.k.a. Umeyama) was charged"

"with murder with robbery as a motive"

"and various other serious crimes"

"and was sentenced to 15 years in prison"

"The members of the Sekiho Army
blamed each other"

"for the murder of the solider"

"and the trial turned into an ugly battle"

Thank you...

Thank you. How was it?

It was good.

"The Nineteen Year Old's Map"

How was it?

I liked the last one better.

But that one was a documentary.

Excuse me.

Mr. Sawada.

Hello.

You saw the film?

Yes.

I'm glad I ran into you.

Here's the latest issue.

For me?

Yes. Now I don't have to mail it.

Well, then...

My coworkers and I are going out for a drink.

Would you like to come?

No, I'll pass.

I knew you'd say that.

It wouldn't hurt, would it?

Thanks, but I've got work to do.

Okay. I look forward to your next review.

Okay.

Excuse me.

Goodbye.

Welcome.

I'm alone.
Okay, take a seat.

I'll have a beer and...

San?

You're San.

I'm Tamotsu!

Tamotsu?

Oh my God!

What brings you here?

I had no idea...

What about you?

How've you been?

We were talking about you back then.

"Christ" and I.

Hey, where did you go after you left?

Did you find other work?

No, I... bummed around.

Oh, really? Here you go.

What about you?

I'm home.
Well, I...

Welcome!
Welcome back.

Hey, this is San.

Hello. Welcome.

I looked after him
when I worked for Mr. Shikishima.

That's my wife.

And my son.

This is what I've been up to.

I see.

Tamotsu, give me a meatball stick.

Okay. Salted or with the sauce?

The sauce.

Are you going to sports day?

Yes, I am.

Hey, good for you.

Do you have boiled spinach?

Sorry, we're out. We have cucumbers.

No thanks.

Sorry.

Where's "Christ"?

He took off somewhere soon after.

He took my only suit with him.

I remember.

I was going to give that suit to you, San.

You'd mentioned wanting
to become a journalist or something.

Did you?

No, I couldn't become one after all.

I see. Well, being alive is enough.

Here you go.

You know him?
We go way back.

Troublemakers, I bet.

Not as much as you, I'm sure.

Things were really crazy back then,

but it was fun.

Hey, could I have a beer?

Okay.

You want another drink?

I'll have a cold sake.

Okay.

Me, too.

Okay.

Your son's grown bigger.

But you saw him last week.

Does he talk?

No, he doesn't talk yet. Your sake.

He's six months old, right?

That's right.

That's too young to talk.

Really?

Don't be ridiculous.

Here you go.

I used to talk at 6 months old.

Yeah, I wouldn't be surprised if you did.

What's the matter?

It's nothing.

Are you drunk already?

No, I'm not. Sorry.

I'm sorry.