Original subtitles

Maiko Kawakami

Noriko Hayami

Shingo Tsurumi

Jinpachi Nezu

ANGEL GUTS: RED FLASH

Producer: Taketo Niitsu

Lighting: Genichi Ichikawa Cinematography: Norimichi Kasamatsu

Music: Goro Yasukawa Art: Teru Yamazaki I Koichi Kanekatsu

Sound Effects: Hideo Sasaki Sound: Atsushi Sugiyama

Scripter: Setsuko Matsuba Editing: Yoshio Kitazawa

Make-up: Sanae Yamamoto Stylist: Junko Katsumata

Assistant Producer: Koji Kokusho PR: Fusae Sekine

Production Manager: Kenji Miyagawa Assistant Director: Kazuhiko Ishida

Written & Directed by Takashi Ishii

- Miss. Tsuchiya! - Yes?

- Are you busy? Can you help me out? - Eh?

- Isn't Goro here? - No. He's on a break.

I won't do any S&M pictures.

Not this time. It's just a normal porn.

Our company will do anything for money.

The UN statistics show that sex in Japan is poor...

- It's none of their business. - Excuse me...

What! Have you not met before?

This is Muraki. He's a writer.

I'm Muraki, nice to meet you.

This is our editor and temporary photographer, Tsuchiya.

So, you two haven't met before?

- No. - Here.

Thanks.

- Come on. - Stop!

Stop moving, bitch!

Stop...

- No. - A bit louder.

Stop it!

Shut up!

- Stop! - I said shut up!

Or I'll kill you!

You like that, huh?

You're all wet!

Wait for me.

No! Stop!

Let me go! Please!

- Shut your trap! - Stop! Help!

Help me!

Shut it!

- Stop! - I told you to shut up!

- Please! - I'll kill you!

- Help! - I said I'll kill ya!

Stop!

- You're gonna love this! - No!

Help, please!

Shut the hell up, bitch!

I'll kill you!

We'll have a good time, baby.

What knockers!

Feels good, right?

- Good, right? - Stop it!

Hey, what's wrong? Are you all right?

Hey, what's wrong?

Are you all right?

No!

Huh?

It must have been a tough shoot for you.

Sorry, I've never done a scene like that before.

Can I borrow your camera? I'll return it tomorrow with the film.

What? Wait!

Delicious.

Izumi, come have a drink with me.

I'd like to join you, but I'm on the clock til 9pm.

Don't worry, nobody's here yet. What do you think, Saki?

Well, if you insist!

Our boss is always the last one to arrive.

Guess who!

An old hag!

You bitch!

You two! I'll cut your wages.

No way!

It wasn't fake, they were really raping her.

A fried egg, please.

She knows what's up.

A girl can buy a house with money from that.

How can a woman get fucked by people like that?

Some women prefer it that way, they're up for anything.

What?! I didn't know you were on their side! You're an enemy of women!

- You've had enough. Stop now. - No! Leave me alone!

- Watch your step! - That was funny!

Be careful.

Did you see that transvestite had a penis?

So what? Here, Nami, we're home now.

- Watch your step. - I'm A-OK!

I kinda like gay guys

but doing porn is something only straight guys get off on.

Yeah, right? Only men get hard on watching a rape porno.

Porn is just a straight man's fantasy.

You're contradicting what you said before.

Where am I?

I feel sick.

Because your pants are too tight.

What are you doing to me? Are you a lesbian?

Do it yourself then! Want to have a bath?

Guess not.

Then I'm going to have one.

I'm going home.

Nami, where are you?

Are you okay?

Where am I?

Do you want me, baby?

I don't do it with women, you know?

So beautiful.

You too, Nami.

What should I do?

Just let yourself go.

Can I touch you?

Can I, Nami?

Be gentle, okay?

You know...

I was raped by my father.

What?

He was my stepfather. My mom was his second wife.

A common scenario apparently.

I still remember...

the odour of that bastard.

His stinky breath,

his saliva,

his armpits, his penis and his sperm.

I remember all his stenches.

After the rape, he took out a rope and said,

"Because your mom never let me tie her."

That was my first sexual experience.

The front door was locked, but my mom came home.

He was all flustered. It was ludicrous!

He was screaming and wore his underwear inside-out.

He said "Don't tell her."

How could I tell her anyway?

I'm sorry about yesterday.

- Did Muraki do something to you? - Like what?

His wife committed suicide.

It had something to do with his promiscuity.

Maybe it's just a rumour.

Enough! I'm sick of rumours.

I'm sorry.

- Have a good night. - You too.

Hold on, I'm almost finished.

- I have plans tonight. - I have tickets for us!

But I said no, didn't I?

What are you upset about? Is something wrong with me?

It's not like that.

I'm coming with you.

- What the...? Stop it! - I'm serious.

Let me go! What are you doing? Stop it!

Where do you think we are?

Stop! Let me go!

Stop! No!

Let me go! No!

Let me go! No! Stop it!

Pull yourself together!

Hello? Is the madam there?

The madam? She's off sick. She's got a cold.

Nami, right? It's Saki.

Come over.

What!?

Who is it?

It's me. I don't think you're sick, maybe with some cute guy!

Aha!

Here's some takoyaki!

I'm sorry.

Wait... Nami...

What an idiot.

Saki...

Give me the phone!

Here you are. Take it easy, okay?

Did you eat any octopus?

What are you talking about? Yeah, I had some.

Come on baby, I beg you.

- Dunno... - Come on Saki, baby.

Out. She's out forever.

Wait a sec? That's that old perv, right?

Hi there. Did you see the pictures from yesterday?

No, I haven't. I don't want to.

You're...

It's Muraki.

Muraki... oh, yes.

Do you come here often?

Yeah. I like the music here.

Then, we may have passed each other before.

Let's toast.

Do you always write that kind of stuff?

Yeah, kind of.

I can offer you a better job

in a better spot of my magazine if you like?

I'd love to.

It's the madam. Take it.

Madam who? I don't know her.

My boss, Chihiro.

Hey! Good luck, dude!

- Got it? Damn! - Are you OK?

- Pathetic. - Get off me!

She's too wasted to talk right now.

Damn you, Saki.

The madam is coming right away. Why don't you wait for her?

Nope, bye.

Jesus! Are you all right? You drunk too much again?

Let us through. Excuse me. C'mon, get a grip!

You okay?

How rude! Why didn't you say something?

I'm leaving too.

Did I...?

In the bath now...

Here we go.

Show me your face.

Let's see, shall we?

You like this, don't ya?

You wanted this, didn't ya?

Oh no...

I'm gonna be late.

We're in Shinjuku's Kabukicho where the murder took place.

The dead man was identified as a 43-year-old civil servant, Yutaka Tsuga.

He died from multiple stab wounds, bleeding to death.

Investigations are concentrating on the woman who entered this hotel with him.

She is described as around 25 years old,

160-165 cms tall, medium build and wearing a skirt.

I think... it was me.

I should feel better tomorrow.

I'm sorry. Thank you.

Hello?

How did you kill him?

While you were fucking him? I bet you loved it, huh?

Who is this?

Try to guess.

It happened 'cos you fucked someone else.

Let me fuck you, then my lips are sealed.

Spread your legs and wait for me.

Please leave your message dfter the beep.

Answer the phone or I'll call the police.

Hey Nami, don't fuck with me.

'Coz I'll get fucking hard!

How many times did you fuck Tsuga? He loves doing it from behind.

My dick's bigger.

"Hotel Murder: Mysterious Woman Disappeared"

It's open.

Can you give me one more hour?

What?!

You want a blowjob?

That'll get you hard, right?

Huh?

W-wait. Stop it!

You know my phone number, you know I left with that guy

and now you're blackmailing me to have sex with you!

You can fuck me. I'll let you fuck me!

Then you can fuck off.

What're you talking about?

Don't insult me with lies!

I know you did this kind of thing to your wife

forcing her to commit suicide. Such an evil man!

Here.

Did you want something stronger?

Thank you.

I am very sorry.

I'm especially sorry for mentioning your wife.

Do you always drink so much?

I can't remember anything from yesterday.

You know what?

I left the bar right after you, but you'd already gone.

So I came back here and slept things off.

I don't really have an alibi either, to be honest.

When I woke up, I was on a bed in some love hotel.

I don't get it. You were drunk as hell,

how were you able to kill an adult man?

I'm not that sort of...

Sort of what?

Guess who!

What happened to you last night?

I was just having a drink with Izumi.

Sorry.

Did something happen? You don't look well.

If something's bothering you, let me know.

You can count on me, I'm very able you know?

Thanks. But I'm okay.

- Good evening. - Hello.

What would you like?

- What do you want? Beer? - Yes.

- 2 beers please. - OK.

Madam, you're early tonight.

- Two beers please. - Saki, two beers.

Welcome, been a while! How you doing?

It's okay if you don't want to talk.

Something is wrong with me...

Having sex...

When I get into that situation, my body resists it.

I start to punch and kick.

It's happened recently too.

With all I know about myself, it makes me think I did it.

Fastidious?

I've never told anyone about this before.

About the blackmail call,

the man sounded as if he'd seen everything, yes?

That's weird.

You and the murdered man...

were the only ones in the hotel room.

So, someone saw us entering the hotel,

and put 2 and 2 together when they saw the news story on the TV?

Who knows your phone number?

I lost my address book recently.

I might have left it somewhere.

I'm sorry. I thought I could help, but maybe you better go to the police.

I can't! I'm embarrassed to show them the video.

What kind of video do you have? Some sex escapade!

I'd like to see it!

She's practising stand-up comedy.

I don't think so.

Did you watch til the end?

How could I?

Next it'll be you blackmailing me too.

And if I did?

I'd kill you.

What?

- Excuse me? - What the hell?

We need some additional information from you.

Please could you open up? I need to speak to you.

Okay, okay. I'm coming.

What's wrong?

Ouch! You fucking asshole!

Whose voice is that?

The real killer. It wasn't you!

Look, the shoes.

But... who is that?

All we know is it's not you.

Eh? What's wrong?

That sound...

Isn't that a bell?

Eh? A bell?

That's the man who is blackmailing you.

I'm sorry I accused you earlier.

Now we know you aren't the killer.

What should we do with the tape?

The police must take a look at it, right?

We could edit you out from the tape but leave the important parts

where we can see the man in jeans and you together,

then they'll know you aren't the murderer.

- Can you do that? - At my office.

Hey!

Was it him?

- He's coming here. - What does that mean?

- How could he know about me? - He knows?

Yes.

Is that him?

- No! Don't go! - You stay here.

You!

Who is it?

Muraki?

Yes. He ran away.

Did you see his face? Who was it!

No. He ran to the elevator.

He knew about my wife.

Who could it be?

The video...

I'm scared.

Stay with me.

Huh?

I'm boiling. Aren't you hot?

I'm all right.

- You'd better keep the window shut. - It's OK, I'm not alone.

Feels great.

9 years ago

on my way home from school,

there was a sudden downpour.

Terrible

downpour.

Thank you very much.

What?

The memory of that time

brings back the shock.

I was scared to death.

I had several boyfriends after that

but the trauma kept me from enjoying sex.

I get panicked.

I start to hit and kick them.

I'm damaged goods.

Yesterday

I got blind drunk.

Then, in a frenzy,

I thought I killed that guy.

Murder is a long way from trauma, right?

I might have killed him.

Because that day,

I killed the man who tried to kill me at the factory.

It's just your imagination, stop blaming yourself.

I want to erase that memory from my head.

If I don't erase it, I'll never be able to be with someone.

You can erase it.

What?

Of course I'm not an expert,

but we need to explore your recollection of that incident.

We must find that moment of trauma which has been

giving you nightmares and eradicate it from your memories.

Then you'll forget and it'll be as though it never happened.

I read that in a psychology book.

Do you think so? Is that really possible?

However,

if we mishandle it...

If we mishandle it?

You'll be stuck in that memory for the rest of your life.

What?

It was a terrible downpour.

There was a shortcut

through the factory.

The man suddenly reversed his car...

He threatened me with a hunting gun and

told me to undress.

I was frozen with shock.

He grabbed my collar

and dragged me into the back of the factory.

Help!

I was scared, so afraid.

I was so scared of getting killed rather than being raped.

What was that?

No!

No! Let me go! No! Please!

I didn't know why he was laughing like crazy all the time.

I didn't say you could leave!

What are you looking at?

No, don't!

"Congratulations. You killed your nightmare.

I'll deliver the tape tonight. Muraki."

I'm sorry I'm late. I overslept.

What the hell happened here!

It's a total mess.

I can't believe it.

The girls haven't cleaned up yet.

We got a report that the victim left this club with a girl.

It wasn't one of my girls.

- They were working. - We didn't say that.

They came here as a couple.

What time did the murder take place?

Maybe 3 or 4 o'clock at night.

We close this place at one.

I don't know what the customers do after that.

But this is exciting. I've only ever seen detectives on TV. Care for a drink?

- Thank you. - No.

Good afternoon!

Hello there!

Looks like Muraki's book.

Erotic!

Look who's here!

Oh! I'm sorry. The door was open.

I thought I could pick up the tape.

Sorry, it's not ready. Can I drop it off at your office?

The office?

No, I'm leaving for a business trip.

I'll come pick it up, so no need to deliver. Bye!

I have something to tell you. Will you listen?

You were off yesterday, so you've got to work all night.

I'll do it, but please help me out first!

I've got a date. Sorry.

Really?

Save energy, save energy!

Madam? No, she's off tonight. Who is this?

I can't believe it.

Damn!

I better go home.

Here's the video.

What's wrong? Did I surprise you?

- What is this? - Huh? It's the video tape.

Did you erase the parts?

Yes, I made the edits we talked about.

Did you erase the part showing the man's legs too?

That wouldn't make any sense.

You erased it because it was you.

- What's going on here? - Why did you kill that guy?

- Eh? - Revenge against your wife?

That must be it! You found a video with your wife and that man,

which was sold as a porn video, and condemned your wife!

You drove your wife crazy and she committed suicide. She's a victim!

Like I said before...

Then, explain this!

What were you doing with my address book?

I lost it in the hotel. This is sufficient evidence!

What are you doing?

Sorry.

I thought you were cured but your trauma seems to be back again.

You're saying I'm crazy, right? Give me a break!

- Wait! This conversation ends here! - Let go off me!

- Get off! - Let's go home.

Let me go!

- Hello? Police... - Stop it!

- Stop! - The police...

- Come on. - No!

Nami.

- Watch out! - No! Let me go!

- Get off me! - I won't hurt you!

Come inside!

Let me go!

My wife's suicide was caused by her misunderstanding.

I was working on various sex stories, interviewing prostitutes,

and some girls started to call me at home day and night.

She became neurotic and leaped to her death. It was my fault.

I was the cause of her death.

Murderer!

He almost killed you.

Men can't be trusted.

How come you knew about this?

Since that night.

Since I heard that he left my bar to follow you and the murdered man.

I've been following him.

We should call the police.

You'll need to tell them if was self-defence.

Yes, that's right. Please come over right away.

They're on the way.

Where's the video tape!

What video tape!

The video showing the killer.

I heard you talking in my bar.

You don't get to see a video showing a real murder often, do you?

Was it you?

- Huh? - You were the killer.

What killer? Let me see the video.

I heard the bell on your chain.

Bell?

I heard the same sound on the video. It was on the jeans of the killer.

Why did you do it?

Why? I wonder why?

Maybe it was because I'm madly in love with you.

Am I the cause?

Maybe it was because that asshole stole my Nami away from me, or

you need to be punished for being a flirt. Which do you think it was?

What do you mean?

That asshole wanders about at night and fucks all types of girls.

He takes their pictures and then sells the videos to men.

He's the same kind of bastard that raped me!

One of my girls in the bar committed suicide because of him.

Why did she have to die and that asshole gets away with it?

He had to die!

He couldn't be forgiven!

You weren't in your bar that night, were you?

I was called and told that you were stone-drunk.

I rushed over in time to see you leave with that other guy.

What about my address book?

Did you steal it from me too? Did you?

I just wanted you to come back to me.

He deserves to be called a murderer.

He cheated on his wife and led her to kill herself!

Well, he just tried to kill you.

That's okay, Muraki is a killer.

Let's go.

You know who the real killer was.

Come take a look!

Take a look at the killer lying down there. The police'll arrive soon.

No! Leave us alone!

Chihiro, stop! Chihiro! Please!

Chihiro, please stop! No!

Stop!

Please stop!

Stop! Please!

I beg you!

Chihiro!

- Chihiro. - Nami.

Nami...

Nami...

Chihiro, stay with me!

Don't die on me!

Nami...

Chihiro!

Chihiro! Be strong, Chihiro!

Chihiro!

Chihiro, don't die! Stay with me!

Are you really okay?

I'm all right... my penis wasn't hurt!

Though... you seem to be okay.

You sure you don't have a knife?

That's not funny.

Wait, wait...

Does it hurt?

I'm all right.

What's wrong?

Wake up.

Hey, what's wrong.

Stop!

Help!

Maiko Kawakami

Noriko Hayami

Shingo Tsurumi

Jinpachi Nezu

Written and directed by Takashi Ishii