All language subtitles for Adrift.in.Tokyo.2007.JAPANESE.1080p.BluRay.H264.AAC-VXT

In my 8th college year,
buying 3-colour toothpaste,

Which I thought could save me from
my rock-bottom situation.

Fumiya Takemura?

Excuse me.

Is it salty or does it taste
like fermented soybeans?

If you don't pay back your debt,

some stranger will ram
a sock into your mouth.

Can't you get 800,000 yen?

Can't you peddle your ass?

How about 40 times at
20,000 yen per session?

Old fags would love you.

Your parents?

Don't have any. I was abandoned.

A lousy lie.

I'm telling the truth!

The Takemuras are not my real parents.

Still, they're your parents, aren't they?

I called your parents, but no answer.

My dad was arrested.

- You're a piece of work...
- It's true!

Whatever.

Darn. Now my sock's damp.

Hey! Don't take that.

Ouch!

Not very smart...Whatever.

I have your I.D.You have 3 more days.

Get the money by then. Please.

Don't run.

It's useless.

I had a debt of 840,000 yen.

"Jagi, say my name."

"Bonus Point"

I made it!

- We owe this to him.
- Think so?

Good things happen if you
see actor Ittoku Kishibe.

- What?
- It's true.

It's Ittoku! Ittoku Kishibe.

It's Kishibe power.

No, it's my power.

- We can have a feast today.
- Eat what?

- What do you want?
- Korean barbecue.

"Shin, the man who possesses the star,
the star of love."

"Is this how pathetic your resolve is?"

- Not Korean barbecue.
- Why?

- Something that's greasy.
- Like what?

Think of something.

Do the thinking yourself.

Thank you very much.

Please donate for the
children of Afghanistan!

Please donate for the
children of Afghanistan!

Why?

Many Afghan children
can't go to school.

And why must I donate?

Forget about it, sir.

How much do you collect in a day?

Oops.

I'm just wondering how much
you can make with these things.

Your shoe lace.

It's untied.

- Huh?
- Thank you very much!

Please donate for the
children of Afghanistan!

Thank you very much.

Thank you very much.

"A notice from Jindai Botanical Park."

"All from Maruyama Elementary School,
please come to the Cactus Square."

"I repeat:"

"All from Maruyama Elementary School,
please come to the Cactus Square."

That happens to be my bag.

There's about a million in there?

No.

Let's see... Lots of Daruma dolls.

What's this?

A broken-off goblin nose.

Could it be that of the
long-nosed Tengu?

How do I look?

I don't look good with these.

You shouldn't steal
other people's property.

You followed me?

Yeah. It's fun to follow people.

I love insectivorous plants.

Isn't it exciting to watch them?

Deadline's tomorrow?

Which do you like?
Pitcher plant or Drosera rotundifolia?

Is working on tuna boats lucrative?

I have no idea.

You know...

I found a way to pay back your debt.

Huh?

If you agree to it, no more
ass peddling to old fags.

- It's very simple.
- But isn't it...

A crime? No breaking the law involved.

Here's a million.You can have it.

In return, you accompany me.

Accompany you? To where?

Walks in Tokyo.

What?

Take walks to where I want to go.

You come along with me.That's all.

- You're conning me.
- No.

For your reference,
the destination is Kasumigaseki.

No time limit.We walk till I'm satisfied.

Three days...

or it could be a month.

- But...
- A million for walking in Tokyo.

What'd you want?

Not a bad proposition.

A million for just taking walks.

I had an awful feeling about this.

Past the designated time,
he hadn't shown up.

I guessed he had played a joke on me.

It used to be a better park.

Aren't you relieved I'm here?

Not really.

I thought it was a no show.

Some things needed attention.

How do you like these shoes?

Frankly, they're corny.

"No haircut the day before a trip."

Or: "Don't buy
sunglasses during a trip."

Whatever.

Chicken in places like
this looks so tasty.

You won't get any.You already refused.

I don't want any.

The reality is, it's not that good.

- I'll give you one.
- No, thanks.

If I eat alone, people
might think I'm heartless.

C'mon!

Okay. Shall we go now?

Oh, yeah. My name's
Ai-ichiro Fukuhara.

ADRIFT IN TOKYO

Joe Odagiri

Tomokazu Miura

Kyoko Koizumi

Buy some oranges.

Why Kasumigaseki?
Written & Directed by Satoshi Miki

Not now. I've decided where to tell you.

Do you have the million now?

Here's the million.

You really do...Ah,
one's about to fall off.

Don't bother.

It makes me uncomfortable.

You're very fussy, aren't you?

Whether to take my offer
or not is up to you...

but if you accept,
there'll be no backing out.

Why is it necessary to
walk to Kasumigaseki?

All I can do now is to follow him.

You know "crime for pleasure money"?

- No.
- Like in the news.

Steal to get money for pleasure.

I didn't understand what
it meant when I was a kid,

but now I do.

You do, when you're a grown-up.

"Pavane for a Dead Princess"...

by Maurice Ravel.

Mr. Fukuhara...

Stop ringing!

Th... this...

Hey, you!

Hey!

- Say something.
- It's okay.

I'm all right. Don't worry.

What's with that hag?

Great piece, even by a bad pianist.

Hello?

Yes...

Is that what happened?

I understand, but I folded
my business yesterday.

Yes... I'm sure that case
has been resolved.

I'm on a trip now,

so you must allow me to hang up.

Folded your business?
Quit the debt collection?

I quit something more precious.

What do you study in school?

- I study Law.
- What'd you want to be?

Nothing special.

As a kid, weren't you asked that?

- What was your answer?
- Prime Minister of Japan.

What's wrong with you?

Things like that don't happen.

Moron, it did happen, didn't it?

I know.

The fact is, I seem to attract misfortune.

You don't get it, do you?

Abandoned by parents
and deep in debt.

You've had a streak of bad luck.

But meeting me may
turn your life around.

I wonder.

It's all about grabbing the chance.

That may be true, but...

Aren't you going to tell me why?

I murdered someone.

Huh?

I said I murdered someone.

You're kidding.

You wanted to hear the truth.

Who did you kill?

My wife.

Never thought someone
could die so easily.

What do you think?

Where did you kill her?

At our flat.

Lost my temper and hit her. She died.

Then it's not murder. It's manslaughter.

Huh?

What difference does it make?

The issue is that I killed my wife.

Understand why I'm
going to Kasumigaseki?

No.

You're not very smart.

I'm actually giving myself up at
the Metropolitan Police near there.

You can give yourself
up at any police station.

Might as well go to the best.

But...

The fact is, you now
know my big secret.

Why walk to it?

My wife and I loved to
take walks in Tokyo

with no goal or destination.

So?

We talked about spending
our old age that way...

but we can no longer do that.

You want to walk where
you have memories.

That too.

Why did you pull me into this?

Probably to avoid loneliness.

Doesn't have to be me.

- Look.
- What?

Who is he?

That man.

Oh, him.

His name is...

- Don't point!
- What's his name?

I don't know his name. I've seen him.

He was doing...
something like this on TV.

Those moves...

I remember! He's Ittoku Kishibe.

- He's the one.
- Friend of yours?

No, but I heard seeing him is good luck.

- Really?
- I'm not sure.

Let's follow him.

You should give yourself up soon.

If arrested, can't plead
extenuating circumstances.

What'd you mean?

You must give yourself up
before the body is found.

Giving yourself up leads
to a lighter sentence.

You're a law student all right.

You must hurry.

I don't care if they find the body or not.

I'm not seeking a lighter sentence.

Fukuhara

Fukuhara -Absent

Mrs. Fukuhara...

Mrs. F hasn't come today, either.

Yes.What's happened to her?

Is she sick?

I wonder... Shall I give her a call?

What a day!

What's up?

A salesgirl told me that whorl
on my head stinks.

Another joke?

No, she really said so.

- May I?
- Sure.

- It really stinks!
- Really that bad?

What is this?

Not hair tonic?

Completely different. I know this...

Mrs. Sendai, would you smell it?

Please! I want to know what smell it is.

All right.

It really stinks!

- I know this smell.
- Told you!

What's this smell?

This is... I know it.

I know... I know...

- I got it.
- Yes, Mrs. Sendai?

It's the smell of a cliff.

Yes, that's it.

You're right. It is indeed a cliff.

Cliff smell?

It's mossy and smells like damp soil.

This is definitely the cliff smell.

- It sure is.
- Told you!

Really?

I'd like to smell it too.

It's impossible.

No, no, wait a minute.

Wait here.

- All I need is a hose.
- What for?

With a hose, I can smell
myself.A hose...A hose...

Mrs. Sendai, help me find a hose.

Why me?

Weren't you saying something?

Weren't you?

- Was I?
- Hurry, hurry!

Fukuhara -Absent

Oh, Mrs. F...

Did your dad have another
name for "walks"?

What? Walks are walks.

That's not fun.

He's not my real dad.

I know, but some dads are interesting.

That's true, but...

In my house, "walks"
were called "strait".

"Strait"?

My old man loved walks.

In a composition,

I wrote that taking walks was his strait.

"Strait"?

Wrong word.

What I really meant was "trait".

My mum was impressed

that her little son would make
such an amusing mistake.

- You get what I'm saying?
- I do.

Anyway, we began using
"strait" instead of "walks".

Like: "I'm going on a strait."

Aren't there things only
your family understands?

No, there aren't.

Why not?

I told you my parents abandoned me.

(10,000 Yen)

Excuse me!

Please return the ball!

Is there something
special about that shrine?

My wife and I had our first kiss there.

What's so funny?

Nothing.

Then don't laugh.

When was your first kiss?

In elementary school.

Elementary school?

A girl said she liked me.

Bragging?

Huh?

- Are you bragging?
- No, I'm not.

Besides, it was just a friendly kiss.

The first real kiss was in high school.

- Where'd you do it?
- In a karaoke booth.

What was that for?

Such things get on my nerves.

I know what you mean.

Thought you would.

This place hasn't changed much.

You often came here?

I came when I had a fight with my wife...

to eat Aiyu.

What is that?

Aiyu

Welcome.

Two Aiyu, please.

Very well.

You came with your wife?

Came here after we had a fight.

When you fight, neither one
talks for a couple of days.

Can't apologise, so can't break the ice.

I see.

The ice broke if one of us
said: "Let's go eat Aiyu."

I see.

- Why are you grinning?
- Well, you said...

Hey, mum!

- Yes, dear.
- Come.

There are customers here.

Hurry up!

- Here you are.
- Yes, this is it.

It's still the same, isn't it?

Well, yes.

You hag, get your ass in here!

Take your time.

Could this be domestic violence?

- Please keep your voice down.
- Stop nagging!

Did your wife...

I called you because
there's something I want!

What was keeping you?

No, not that.

Let go, you hag!

Where are you going?

Take your time.

Aiyu has a lemon flavour.

Yes, it does.

May not be there when
I get out of prison.

Probably not.

Did you treat your mum like that?

No. My real mum
disappeared when I was 3.

Mistreat my proxy mum?

Can't be angry at
strangers for no reason.

You're strange.

You think so?

Let's go to your special place.

There's no such place.

Heads or tails?

- Heads.
- Here goes.

Tails.Too bad, you lose.

Isn't there any place special?

Lived in Asagaya.

There you go! Let's go
see where you lived.

Probably gone.Was a
shabby apartment house.

- Don't worry.
- This way, then.

Huh?

Why do office girls always
hold up their wallets like that?

They usually hold them up.

Say, who's the cutest?

No answer, no million.

Please...

Second from the right.

Same as mine.

Great minds think alike.

Ah, this way.

A block from the main road... So quiet.

It is.

With such varied scenery
Tokyo's perfect for taking walks.

Your "strait" dad say that?

Sort of.

As a kid, I always walked with him.

Wanted to do that with
my wife when I got old.

She set out for adventures
in Tokyo by herself.

I resented that.

What did she do?

She became a different
person in search of herself.

Silly woman.

Mr. Fukuhara, may I ask you?

What?

Was it her infidelity that caused it?

Sort of.

She fished for young men
in Shibuya and Shinjuku.

- That's terrible.
- I know.

As I thought, it's gone.

- Was it here?
- Yes...

but I feel better that it's gone.

Why are those...

those old men there
touching their dicks?

Feels so good.

They certainly are.

What will this lot become?

A coin parking lot, I guess.

Half the memorable places in Tokyo
have become coin parking lots.

Maybe I'll work for a coin
parking lot company.

You really hate memories, don't you?

I hate them.

When I enrolled in college,
I burned all the photos I had.

- Even the school annual?
- Yes, that too.

Isn't there any one
you want to see here?

No, no one.

What about the girl who liked
you in elementary school?

Isn't that "friendly kiss" girl here?

I don't know.

It was so long ago.

Tatami Store

Damn you!

You bastards!

I'll tell you about his old man!

I said stop.

His old man brought disaster to us.

What happened?

Of all things, his old
man seduced my wife.

But that doesn't mean...

I'm sorry.Are you all right?

Well, yes.

It's really painful to be hit by a tatami.

Yes, tatami can be a great weapon.

Found it! This is it.

When you see Naomi, tell
her to wear proper clothes.

Cosplay Night

Hey, you! What kind of
costumes are those?

We're Imori and Tsube,
from Yoshiharu Tsuge's comics.

Oh, I see.Yes, you are.

You're a pretty aged Mask Man.

I'm 66.There's no age limit for cosplay.

I'm getting a towel from the locker.

Didn't ask you.

Long time no see.

You asked for me?

Miss Naomi?

That's me.

Say, don't you recognise this guy?

You're...

Are you Fumiya?

Don't tell me... I remember.

You're that Fumiya.

Lacoste polo shirt Fumiya.

When I was a 5th grader,
birthday parties were popular.

All went to the parties with gifts.

Happy Birthday!

I usually was not
invited to such parties.

Naomi was the first to invite me.

I was up in Heaven.

Naomi!

Happy Birthday!

Alligator-mark Lacoste polo shirts
were extremely popular.

Genuine Lacoste Goods

I decided to give her a
Lacoste polo shirt at any cost.

But Lacoste polo shirts
were too expensive.

Buying one with a child's
allowance was impossible.

I had a plan.

Cutting out the alligator from my sock,

I pasted it on a cheap polo shirt.

This is for you.

Thank you.

Naomi loved my gift.

As she spread out the
shirt, the alligator fell off.

At that moment,

I seriously wanted to
be eaten by an alligator.

That's a weird story.

Yes.

You were sweet in those days.

I don't think so.

You should've worn an alligator suit.

Give me a break.

- Funny, isn't it?
- It isn't.

Alligators are not for cosplay.

- Think so?
- They aren't.

I'm not an expert,

but I think it has to be
something more provoking.

Isn't it basically the wish to transform?

My wife was that way.

When we married, I was
the only man she knew.

As a supermarket part-timer,
she led a routine life.

She wanted to transform.

Was your wife into cosplay?

No, she just wanted to be different.

And go to the night spots?

Yes. Have you ever slept
with a married woman?

Why ask me that?

I thought you might
take after your old man.

A little while ago, I was in a bar.

The woman said she was Takako...

and confessed that she was married.

What does your husband do?

He's in finances.

Do you know the name of her lover?

No.Actually, she had quite a few.

Aren't you going to
find out who they are?

Only interested in one.

Who is that?

Only one went to a hotel with
her and didn't sleep with her.

My wife said she couldn't forget him.

He didn't sleep with her?

No...

and she said he's the only
one she couldn't forget.

I wish I could beat him
up before I go to prison.

I remembered an incident.

I'm sorry.

Can't we just part
without doing anything?

Pardon?

I can usually handle this.

Don't worry.

I think I really like your type.

You look the way my husband
did, many years ago.

I'm so sorry.Treat yourself with this.

No, it's all right.

Suppose Takako was Fukuhara's wife?

Suppose he knew that...

and wanted to take me down with him?

This could be fatal.

What type of a man was he?

Why ask me that?

Why?

No special reason.

What's up, Mask Man?

A little complication.

Catch him! He's a locker robber.

So that's it!

Wait, Mask Man.

Naomi ended up going to the
police and our reunion ended...

but it was necessary for me
to face the worst coincidence.

From this distance,
traffic lights are so big.

That's how things are.

Mr. Fukuhara.

What?

Do you have your wife's picture?

Why?

I want to see it.

Hearing about her, I've become curious.

I'm saved.

What?

She's very pretty.

She's quite my type, you know.

What'd you say?

Feeling relieved, I made a
sound I'd never made before.

You moron.

Is anything wrong?

She's a pain in the ass.

Mr.Tanaka?

You are Mr.Tanaka. I knew it was you.

Recognised you from behind.

What a coincidence!

Miss Kaburagi...

I clearly heard her call him Tanaka.

What do you mean, "Tanaka?"

Aren't you Fukuhara?

I am Fukuhara.

Did you lie about your wife too?

Let me explain.

It started with this job I did.

I posed as a fake relative at a wedding.

A fake relative?

There are such things.

When a person with
no kin gets married,

he hires fake relatives to look good
before the spouse's relatives.

- Seriously?
- I was hired by the bride.

That girl was the groom's sister.

She's a painter,

and since I posed as a designer,

she's been pestering me.

She wants me to see her paintings.

Long story but not much meat.

Let's go see the paintings.

I'll wait here.

Some buddy you are... Don't run away!

Why should I run now?

I'm back.

I'll call you.

What if we added a
soda tablet in a soda?

What's that?

What will happen?

Mr. Kunimatsu, why such mischief?

This is terrible!

- Why such a thing?
- I don't know why.

Mr. Kunimatsu, that belongs to Mrs. F.

Does it? What shall I do?

Don't ask me.

Mrs. F is absent again.

Maybe she quit.

If so, she'd tell you.

I guess so.

You should be more confident.

I should.

D'you know?

Mrs. F was playing around with
young men in Shibuya and Shinjuku.

- Hell, no!
- Ah!

I knew you'd take the bait.

I love such dirt.

Yumi the cashier told me.

The John Malkovich look-alike?

She doesn't look like him.

Tell her I wet her sweatshirt.

Hello, Mrs. Fukuhara?

The answering machine.

Mrs. Fukuhara, if you're there,
please pick up the phone.

Mrs. Fukuhara,

are you dead?...

C'mon, she can't be dead!

Let me talk.

Sleeping too much will make you rot.

What a thing to say!

Don't you rot in there!

What does an artist
substitute his feelings with?

You told me that was important,
so I worked very hard.

What do you think of it?

See other works, perhaps?

Bullet Nurse

Powdered Piano

- "What do you think?"
- "What is this?"

- "Powdered piano."
- "Powdered piano?"

"Ground a piano and
made it into powder."

- "It crumbled."
- "You pay for it."

Good evening.

Fukuhara was not there.

"The number you have
dialled is out of service

or the power is off..."

He didn't answer his mobile.

I hadn't been this desperate for years.

Not since that day my
dad had disappeared.

Expert Opinion on Anything

Shinjuku Mum

Missing Persons Search

Waiting for Someone?

Bingo!

Where were you?

You disappeared, not me.

Why didn't you call?

- Battery died.
- Then recharge it.

I didn't want to miss the fun.

I reasoned: in trouble,
where would he go?

My answer: Shinjuku Mum.

Don't play games with me!

What's wrong with you, anyway?

Still mad at me?

Yes.

How can you be mad this long?

I haven't been angry for so long,

I don't know how to suppress it.

I sometimes rode the last
bus on Sunday with my wife.

What for?

To be lonely.

You're so weird.

The last bus on Sunday is so lonely.

When you're lonely,
you grow fond of the other person.

We lived together only by
our love for each other.

But love can wear out.

That's why.
(Bus Stop)

It would've been different
if we'd had a son.

Why did she suddenly leave the bus?

Maybe it was some sudden impulse.

Really?

When did you last cry?

Let me see...

I haven't cried for 7 or 8 years.

Why ask that?

I felt that you don't cry much.

I've always been like that.

Ride a roller-coaster.

What for?

Riding a roller-coaster
pumps Endorphin

into the bloodstream.

They say this substance,
Endorphin, excites people.

I've never ridden a roller-coaster.

Why not?

My dad promised me a ride...

But he disappeared before that?

Well, yes.

Okay!

Let's go ride a roller-coaster.

- Not moving. It's midnight.
- Why not?

Because it's noisy.

I see.

If I'd ridden it with my dad,

would I be different?

Ramen Noodles

How did you like that ramen?

Not enough to line up.

I think so too.

I was in Shimane the other day.

It was a shabby fishing town.

It was cold. I wanted to eat some ramen.

I asked and discovered
there was a ramen shop.

I didn't expect much, but
was amazed when I went.

There was a queue.

Sure.There are shops like that.

A hidden gourmet joint
in some obscure place.

- Was it delicious?
- No.

An old woman runs the place alone.

Since she's so slow,

it takes forever to get a bowl of noodles.

That's why people waited in line.

Look at that queue.

Let's say "it's not worth it."

Stop it.

Maybe I shouldn't.

What's next? Go to Mrs. F's?

Yes. I'm worried about her.

What if she's been murdered?

Was she murdered?

Of course not! I'm kidding.

That wasn't nice.What if she was?

Then she can't complain,
since she's dead.

You're right.

What shall we bring her?

- Mixed spices?
- Why spices?

They spice up things. Kind of exciting.

Isn't that good?

It is.

You may think it's just deep
fried pork in green tea.

You really like junk food like this.

You talk about artificial
colouring and sweeteners,

but since they were added to our food,
our lifespan is longer.

How do you account for that?

Well, I don't really...

Whatever.

What should be my last meal...

before I go to prison?

You're really giving yourself up?

Of course.

- Guess what I'll eat.
- Sushi?

No, that's what you eat
when you're released.

Then... ramen.

Not ramen. It'll make
me miss the outside.

Then, curry.

Bingo.

Curry before prison.That's super.

Is that so?

It is. Curry. Curry.

Precision Watch Store

Say...

Yes?

What do you think?

About what?

How does a small clock shop
like this make ends meet?

- Doesn't it bother you?
- He probably sells watches.

Idiot!

How many will buy a
watch here in a month?

Probably has many kinds.

Many kinds of what?

Watches.

When you speak, be precise.

I'm so worried.
How do they make ends meet?

Excuse me, sir.
Are you the owner of this shop?

- Please don't.
- No need to worry.

Tell me, sir: how do
you make ends meet?

What?

It's been bothering me.

How does a small shop
like this make ends meet?

You don't sell that many watches.

You bastard!

It's none of your business!

- So sorry.
- Is this some kind of joke?

A gloomy business...

You're asking for it.

Getting arrested will ruin your plan.

You're right.

Wait, you bastard!

What was that?

It's because you have a big mouth.

He found us!

You bastard...

It's none of your business.

It's precisely 8:23.

Don't you forget it.

What a waste of time!

It sure was.

It hurts so much.

Maybe this is a curse,
because I killed her.

- Laugh.
- How can I laugh?

It really hurts.

Wanna go to the hospital?

No, it's all right.

You should have it treated
or it'll swell tomorrow.

I know.

Let's go to my wife's place.

- I'm not going.
- Why not?

She's dead.

Oh, we're going to the fake one.

When Fukuhara posed as
a relative at a wedding,

that woman played his wife.

Bar Statute of Limitations

Welcome.

Are you all right?

Sorry for the intrusion.

Don't worry. Marilyn, please take over.

No problem.

- Good morning.
- Good morning.

I see you slept well.

Eat your breakfast.

- Hi.
- That outfit.

- Fits me?
- Not at all.

That's the only man's
garment I have here.

- The pickles are delicious.
- I thought they were too pickled.

No, they're just right.

Fumiya, sit and eat.

- Yes.
- You call him Fumiya?

I thought calling him "Mr. Fumiya"
would be strange.

- Looks good.
- Ask for seconds.

What? They're gonna
tear down Tokyo Tower!

- Really?
- Why?

It's a joke.

Why do you tell such jokes?

There's something wrong with him!

I know that.

His anus must be missing a crease.

What's wrong with that?

Well...You know...

Don't you say: "Your anus
is missing a crease?"

Awaya Homes

Fukuhara

Haven't seen Mrs. Fukuhara recently.

Is she all right?

- Still hurts?
- It hurts.

Better stay in bed then.

I guess so...What's taking her so long?

Hey, what are you doing?

Wait a minute.

- Women take so much time to prepare.
- Can't be helped.

Sorry. One more minute.

You said that a while ago.

I really mean it this time.

What is this?

Must be Mr.Tea.

Mr.Tea? I see.

I'm here. I'm ready.

What could it be? Darn...
I know it...

Oh, yes.There's one more thing.

What are you doing?

You piss me off!

My neck...

If you wear a wire hanger
like this your head turns.

What?

Wearing a dry cleaner's wire
hanger on your head like this

makes your head turn automatically.

I saw it on TV today.

- I'm ready now.
- What took you so long?

I set the rice-cooker timer.

When did you say you're going?

Couldn't help it.

I hate waiting for women
who take their time to go out.

What? But you're not going.

No, I'm not.

Then why are you so angry?

Well, you say so, but...

Right?

Yes.

"We'll jump the vaulting
box at the station!"

Do I look like Mr. Fukuhara?

Yes.

I'd say your air rather than your face.

Really?

I thought you were his son.

Please.

Because he told me
before that he had a child.

He had a child?

It was a boy, but he
died soon after birth.

He had a son.

The way he is, it could be a lie.

It's possible.

Say, what goes through
that pygmy hippo's mind?

Don't know.

Even if I reincarnate,
I don't want to be a pygmy hippo.

I agree with you.

So many kinds of animals here.

Of course there are.
This is a zoo, isn't it?

I mean, there's more than I expected.

Is this your first time at a zoo?

Yes.

Didn't your parents bring you?

No, my parents abandoned
me when I was little.

I've never been to a zoo
or ridden a roller-coaster.

It does turn.

Why automatically?

Hello!

Auntie, are you home?

Huh?

Coming.

Coming.

Aren't you Makiko's husband?

Well... yes.

How do you do? I'm Fufumi.

Her husband...
I knew it.

I'm coming in!

Wait...

This is you, isn't it?

Yes, it is.

Tell me about Istanbul.

Huh?
- Wait a minute.

You were in Istanbul, weren't you?

Abdullah the Butcher

- It's a few grams more.
- Don't worry.

Mr. Fukuhara's calling.

Hello?...

What?...

Oh, Fufumi's there.

Sorry about that.

She's my niece.

My sister went to Australia...

Yes...

That's right. I told her
you're my husband.

That you're the captain of a ship...

Make believe we're married.

Let's tell her that Fumiya is our son...

We'll be heading home. See you later.

"Korake's Karako's bed

It's a medaka

In the river

It's not very appealing..."

What's that song?

Don't know, but she always sings that.

She's pretty weird, isn't she?

By the way, why do I have
to be the captain of a ship?

I never studied in England.
I can't speak English.

I never thought we'd be
passing notes like this.

Anyway, Fumiya,

make sure you call us
"mother" and "father."

She'll know.

So I ended up being a
member of this fake family.

- Fumiya, more egg?
- Still have some, ma'am.

Auntie, mayonnaise.

It's in the fridge.

Okay.

You just said "ma'am," didn't you?

Did I say that?

It sounded unnatural.

I'm so sorry.

"Karako's korake...

This is mayonnaise

...A medaka came out..."

There are ones like you who
put mayonnaise on anything.

It's delicious.

Fumiya, do you want to try?

No, thanks.

I think I'll try.

It's not bad.

- Told you!
- It's delicious.

- Fumiya, try it.
- No way.

Fumiya is a bit cowardly.

You shouldn't be afraid.

- You shouldn't.
- C'mon!

Try it.Try it.

Goodness gracious!

This is terrible!

What is this?

- Is it that bad?
- He's overreacting.

It can't be that bad.

- Uncle, you try it.
- No, thanks.

- You criticise Fumiya?
- Forget it.

Grown-ups don't need that.

It actually wasn't that bad.

I only wanted to exaggerate.

Do you know anything about ants?

No, I don't, father.

Let me tell you this.

Your "father" sounds
extremely unnatural.

It's because I never said "father."

If that's the case, forget it.

Whatever you say.

You've got to see what
Fufumi taught me.

Looks like an ant, huh?

Stupid old man.

That sounded natural.

That's it. Call me "old man".

- It was so natural.
- Was it?

- Call me that.
- Then I'll do that.

Old man, old man, old man.

So natural.

Old man... Old man!

I was thinking of advising
him not to go to the police.

Old man!

Shut up! What time do you think it is?

- It's this way.
- No, this way.

Must be that way.

- I think it's this way.
- Seems so.

Mr.Tomobe, you're useless.

What was that?

I was in Nishi-Ogi the other day.

That's unusual.

I usually shop at supermarkets,

but I came across a great fish store.

I saw fresh clams in the front.

You know I love clams.

So, I talked to the owner.

The man kept talking non-stop.

Things like some parking lot,

a condo that's going to be built.

But isn't that downtown
communication?

Friendly chats and
merchandise they take pride in.

A small fish store in the dusk.

Touching...

Then you go home, prepare
the clam soup and eat it.

And there's sand in the clams!

Didn't he get rid of it?

If you have time to talk, you
have time to clean the clams.

Clams must be sand free.

You're right.

Left at the street's end.

I'm home.

Welcome home.

If you put a little salt in milk,
it changes into coffee milk.

Didn't know.

C'mon.

No, it's true.Just try it.

What is this? It's awful.

Isn't it?

Doesn't it get a bit sweet?

No.

Your tongue must be funny.

Fumiya, can you get
those carrots over there?

What are you doing?

Curry.

If we start now, it'll be delicious.

Curry?

Yes, Uncle insisted we make curry.

How much longer will it take?

Let's see... about two hours.

Curry already?

I somehow felt that it was
time I had some curry.

C'mon.

Fumiya, don't you like curry?

Not really.

First time I meet a curry-hater.

I see.

Anything the matter?

Huh, no.

Oh, my.We're out of chutney.

You need that?

Curry won't be as good without it.

Fumiya, you'll go buy some?

Okay.

Happiness creeps into you so
quietly that you don't notice...

but misfortune arrives very abruptly.

I was thinking of going
away somewhere

with this chutney.

Oh, here it is.

Awaya Homes.This is it.

Awaya (almost) Homes?

"Almost Became Homes," I presume.

They're not homes?

They are.

What did you think they were?

Which flat?

417.

Nice number.

What's it to you?

Mr.Tomobe, say something useful.

It's Ittoku Kishibe.

- What?
- He's sitting over there.

Ah, I know him.

I've seen him.An actor named...

Told you he's Ittoku Kishibe!

- Why is he here?
- Filming?

Of course. But why film here?

What are they filming?
A film? A romance?

No. Kishibe doesn't do romances.

Really? Then what?

Probably a curse flick.

- What's that?
- Someone curses someone.

Oh, that kind.

He looked! Kishibe looked this way.

- Want his autograph?
- Hell no, he's not an idol.

- There's some space here.
- Excuse me.

What. Us?

We're shooting a film and
there aren't enough extras.

If time allows, could you help us?

Hey, we're leaving now.

We're leaving!

Coming?

Coming. Don't leave without me.

Would it be bad if I kept
the curry simmering?

That's terrible!

The house could burn down!

Even on a low flame?

Go and turn off the gas.

Fish cake. I told you.

Two men on a roller-coaster.
Is it weird?

- Yes.
- They've never been on one.

They should've done it
when they were children.

They should've.

The curry's good.

Isn't it? It's actually more
delicious the next day.

It is.

I once simmered curry for a month.

Really?

- You'd think it would be super.
- Sounds delicious.

How was it?

When it was done, I tried
it, but there was no taste.

How come?

The ingredients' taste
and flavour were gone.

That's how it is.

My conclusion: curry
is best the next day.

Let's have curry spaghetti tomorrow.

What's that?

You pour curry on spaghetti.

It's awesome. Right?

What's the matter?

Well, it's so spicy.

That spicy?

Spicy.

It is a bit too spicy.

It is pretty spicy, but is it
something to cry about?

Put in an egg.

No. No thanks.

After supper on Sundays,
the worst time arrived.

The cartoon's theme ended.

Depressing time till Monday.

I felt something was lingering.

And I couldn't do anything
about the tears flowing.

This wraps up Mr. Kishibe's last scene!

Thank you very much!

What shall we do about...?

Don't know.

He hasn't said anything yet.

You're right. Sorry. What
did you want to say?

- About visiting Mrs. F.
- We'll do it some other time.

We'll go... if she's still
absent next week.

You're so easy-going.

I knew this was going to be
my last walk with Fukuhara.

It wouldn't be called a walk if the
destination was set, would it?

I wanted to tell that to Fukuhara,

but missing the chance, we just walked.

Why don't you stay at
Makiko's place for a while?

No, it's all right.

It's my "trait" that people
I want to be with disappear.

What's that?

You don't use "trait" like that.

- Why not?
- You just don't.

Take a look.

Looks good.
The ingredients are well mixed.

Now...

I'll sprinkle a little pepper.

A little pepper...

How is it?

- Good?
- Yes.

Say...

Is prison out of range for mobiles?

I wonder.

When calling an inmate,
would a recording say:

"This number is out of service
and cannot be reached?"

- Isn't this terrific?
- It is, but...

Now...

What are you doing?

I read in a comic book

that walking backwards
makes people younger.

Why?

Walking backwards unwinds time.

You believe that?

- Why not try?
- No, thanks.

You're scared.

Why should I be scared?

- Sorry.
- Don't worry.

I'm really sorry, ma'am.

Does anything good happen to you

walking backwards like that?

Makes us younger.

That's quite outrageous.

I don't want to become younger!

Oh, yes.

I forgot.

Was there something
good these few days?

What d'you mean?

You said something good
happens if you see Ittoku Kishibe.

I guess there was.

You could run, you know...

C'mon...

Fumiya:Joe Odagiri

Fukuhara:Tomokazu Miura

Makiko: Kyoko Koizumi

Fufumi:Yuriko Yoshitaka

Translation:Jeanette Amano

Subtitles Revised by Evokative Films

Written & Directed by Satoshi Miki

It smells more like rubber than a cliff.

Isn't the hose too long?

Hey, let me smell your whorl.

Well?

Smell it.

I smell rubber.

The End