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

I thought could spare 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 push a sock into your mouth.

Can't you get 800,000 yen?

Peddle your ass?

Old fags will love you. How about 40 times 20,000 yen per session?

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.

Dad's arrested.

You're a piece of work.

It's really, completely true.

Whatever.

Darn. My sock has become damp.

Hey wait! Get off those...

Ouch!

Not very smart... Whatever.

I have your I.D. and driver's license. 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 lttoku Kishibe.

What?

It's true.

- They'll match. - It's lttoku.

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?

- Want something less 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 cannot go to school.

And why must I donate?

Forget about it, sir.

How much do you collect in a day?

Oops.

Just curious how much you can make with these things.

Your shoelace.

It's untied.

Huh?

Thank you very much.

Please donate for the children of Afghanistan.

Thank you very much.

Thanks very much.

A notice from the Jindai Botanical Park,

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

Please come,

Everyone from Maruyama Elementary School, gather at the Cactus Square.

That happens to be my bag.

About a million in there?

No.

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

What's this?

A broken-off goblin-nose.

Must be that of the long-nosed goblin?

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 sundew?

Is working on tuna boats lucrative?

Have no idea.

You know, I found you a way to pay back your debt.

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 this.

In return, accompany me.

Accompany? 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.

3 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,

Even past the designated time, he did not appear,

I guess he 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.

But you know, the reality is, it's not that good.

I'll give you one.

No. 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" (Tenten)

Joe Odagiri

Tomokazu Miura

Kyoko Koizumi

Buy some oranges.

Written and Directed by Satoshi Miki - Why do you need to go to Kasumigaseki?

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

Do you have the million now?

Here. 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"?

Like in the news. Rob 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 pour une infante defunte"

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 player.

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 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.

I said I murdered someone.

You're kidding.

You wanted to hear the truth.

Who did you kill?

My wife.

Never thought people died 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 the fact 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.

I 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.

Who was he?

Look. 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.

These moves... I remember. He's lttoku Kishibe.

He's the one.

Friend of yours?

No, 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 circumstance.

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.

So, you must hurry.

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

I'm not seeking a lighter sentence.

FUKUHARA

FUKUHARA -ABSENT

What's up with Mrs. Fukuhara...?

Mrs. F hasn't come today, either.

Yes. What happened to her?

Is she sick?

I wonder. Shall I give her a call?

What a day!

What's wrong?

A salesgirl told me the whorl on my head stinks.

Another joke?

No, she really said so.

Excuse me. May I?

Sure. Go ahead.

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 was this smell?

This is... I know it.

I know... I know...

It's... I got it.

Yes, Mrs. Sendai.

It's the smell of a cliff.

Yes, that's it. A cliff. A cliff.

You're right. It's 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?

If I have a hose, I can smell myself.

A hose. A hose.

Mrs. Sendai, help me find a hose.

Why me?

Weren't you saying something?

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 are called "strait."

"Strait"?

Here.

My old man loved walks.

In my composition, I wrote

that taking walks was his strait.

"Strait"?

Wrong word.

What I really meant was "trait."

My mom 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 "walk."

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?

Are you bragging?

No, I'm not. Besides, it was just a friendly kiss.

A real kiss was in high school.

Where did you do it?

In a karaoke booth.

Hey, what was that for?

Such things get on my nerves.

- I know what you mean. - Thought you would.

Hey, this place hasn't changed much.

You often came here?

I came whenever 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, both don't talk for a couple of days.

Can't apologize, 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, Mom!

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's keeping you?

No, not that.

Let go, you hag.

Where are you going?

Take your time.

Aiyu has a lemon flavor.

Yes, it does.

May not be there when I get out of prison.

Probably not.

Did you treat your mom like that?

No. My real mom disappeared when I was 3.

Mistreat my proxy mom?

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.

Why do office girls

hold up their wallets like that?

They usually hold them up.

Say, who's the cutest?

No answer, no million.

Please...

- 2nd from the right. - Same as me.

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 old men there touching their dicks?

Feels good man.

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 my photos I had.

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

Isn't there anyone 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.

Really painful to be hit by a tatami.

Yes, a tatami can be a great weapon.

Found it. This is it.

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

COSTUME PLAY NIGHT

Hey, what kind of costumes are those?

We're lmori and Tsube from Yoshiharu Tsuge's comics.

Oh, I see. Yes, you are.

You're a pretty aged Mask Man.

I'm 66. No age limit for costume play.

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 recognize 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 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.

It is a weird story.

You were sweet in those days.

I don't think so.

You know, you should've worn an alligator suit.

Give me a break.

Funny, isn't it?

It isn't.

Alligators are not for costume plays.

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 costume play? - No, she just wanted to be different.

And 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 finance.

Do you know who her lover is?

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.

But my wife said she couldn't forget him.

Didn't sleep with her?

No, and she said he's the only one she couldn't forget.

I hope I can beat him up before I go to prison.

I was remembering 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.

Have the same air as my husband many years ago.

I'm so sorry. Treat yourself with this.

No, it's all right.

Suppose Takako was Fukuhara's wife,

Suppose he knows that, and wants to take me down with him.

This could be fatal.

What type of man was he?

Why ask me that?

Why?

No special reason.

What's up with Mask Man?

A little complication.

Catch him!

He's a locker robber.

So, that's the story.

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 the 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 became curious.

I'm saved.

What?

She's very pretty. She's quite my type, you know.

What did you say?

Feeling relieved, I made

a sound I had never before made,

You moron.

Is anything wrong?

She's a pain in the ass.

Mr. Tanaka?

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

Recognized 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.

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.

Are you serious?

I was hired by the bride.

Kaburagi 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.

Ah... I'll wait here.

Some buddy you are. Don't run away.

Why should I run now?

I'm back.

I'll call you.

Hey...

A soda tablet in a soda.

What's that?

What will happen...?

Ah! 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.

Yes, she would.

You should be more confident.

I know I should.

D'you know?

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

Hell, no.

I did it... I knew you'd take the bait.

I love such dirt.

Yumi the cashier told me.

John Malkovich look alike?

She doesn't look like him.

Tell her I wet her sweatshirt.

Hello, Mrs. Fukuhara?

The answering machine.

Hello, 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 dialed is out of service, or the power is off.

He didn't answer his mobile.

I had not been this desperate for years,

ever since that day my dad disappeared,

EXPERT OPINION ON ANYTHING

SHINJUKU MOM

MISSING PERSONS SEARCH

WAITING FOR SOMEONE?

- Bingo! - Hey, 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.

"Where would you go when you're in trouble?" I reasoned.

The result: Shinjuku Mom.

Don't play games with me.

What's wrong with you, anyway?

Still mad at me?

Yes.

How can you still be mad this long?

I hadn'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.

THE BUS STOP

It would've been different if we had a son, even one like you.

Why did she suddenly get off 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.

Always been like that.

Ride the roller coaster.

What for?

Riding the roller coaster pumps endorphins into the blood stream.

They say these substances, endorphins, excite people.

I've never ridden a roller coaster.

Why not?

My dad promised we'd ride.

But he disappeared before that.

Well, yes.

Okay. Let's go ride the roller coaster.

Not moving. It's midnight.

Why not?

Because it's noisy.

I see.

If I'd ridden with my dad,

would I be different?

RAMEN NOODLES

Was that ramen delicious?

Not entirely worth lining up for.

I think so, too.

I was in Shimane the other day.

It was a shabby fishing town.

It was cold. I wanted to eat 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.

Delicious?

No. An old woman runs the place alone.

Since she's so slow, it takes forever

to make a bowl of noodles.

She was slow, 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 murdered?

Was she murdered?

Of course not. I'm kidding.

That wasn't nice. What if she was?

If so, she can't complain,

since she's dead.

You're right.

What shall we take 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 coloring and sweeteners

but since they were added to our food, our lifespan's gotten longer.

How do you account for that?

Well, I don't really...

Whatever.

What should be my last meal before I go to prison?

Really giving yourself up?

Of course, I will. 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? - Probably sells watches.

Fool!

How many will buy a watch at a shop like this in a month?

Probably has many kinds.

Many kinds of what?

Merchandise.

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?

Forget about it Mr. Fukuhara.

No need to worry.

Tell me, sir. How do you make ends meet?

What?

It's been bothering me from before.

How a small shop like this makes ends meet.

You don't sell that many watches.

You bastard!

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 for me.

Wait... You bastard.

Hey.

What was that?

It's because you have a big mouth.

Woah, he found us!

You bastard.

It's none of your business.

Listen. 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.

Go to hospital?

No, it's all right.

Must 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.

Morning.

I see you slept well.

Eat your breakfast.

Hi.

That outfit.

Fits me?

Not at all.

That's about the only men's garment I have.

Delicious pickles.

Thought they were too pickled.

No, these are just right.

Fumiya, sit and eat.

Yes.

Call him Fumiya?

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

Looks good.

Ask for seconds.

I will.

What!

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 hurt?

It hurts.

Better stay in bed then.

I guess so.

What's taking her? Hey, what are you doing?

Wait a minute.

Women take 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... I know it...

Oh, yes. There's one more thing.

What are you doing? You piss me off.

Ouch! My neck.

If you wear a wire hanger from the cleaner's like this

your head turns?

What?

Wearing the 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?

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 preparing to go out.

What? But you're not going.

No, I'm not.

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?

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?

Yes, 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, 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 nor ridden a roller coaster.

It does turn.

Why automatically?

Hello... Auntie, are you home?

Huh? Coming.

Coming.

Aren't you Makiko's husband?

Well, ah... yes.

How do you do? I'm Fufumi.

Her husband... I knew it.

I'm coming in.

Hey, wait...

This is you, isn't it?

Yes, it is.

Tell me about Istanbul.

Wait a minute. You were in Istanbul, weren't you?

ABUDULLAH THE BUTCHER

It's a few grams more.

- Don't worry. - Okay.

Mr. Fukuhara's calling.

Hello? What? Oh, Fufumi's there.

Sorry about that. She's my sister's daughter.

My sister went to Australia... Yes.

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

That you're captain of a ship.

Make-believe that we're married.

Let's tell her that Fumiya is our son.

Yeah.

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 a 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."

- Got that? - She'll know.

Thus, I ended up being a member of this fake family.

Fumiya, 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 sounds 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.

Hey, 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.

Good gracious!

This is terrible. What is this?

Is it that bad?

- Over-reacting. - It can't be that bad.

Uncle, you try it.

No thanks.

You criticize 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.

Because I've never said "father" before.

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.

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.

Usually I shop at supermarkets.

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 at dusk.

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

Oh, there's sand in the clams. Didn't he get rid of it?

If you have time to talk, clean the clams.

Clams must be sand free.

You're right.

Left at the street end.

I'm home.

Welcome home.

If you put a little salt in milk, it becomes cafe au lait, doesn't it?

Didn't know.

C'mon.

No, it's true. Just try it.

Ugh, 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?

Huh? 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 2 hours.

Curry already?

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

C'mon.

Fumiya, don't you like curry?

Not really.

First time I met a curry-hater.

I see.

Anything the matter?

Ah, no.

Oh, my. We're out of chutney.

You need that?

Curry won't be good without it.

Fumiya, 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 room?

417.

Nice number.

What's it to you?

Mr. Tomobe, say something useful.

It's lttoku Kishibe.

- What? - He's sitting over there.

Ah, I know him.

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

Told you he's lttoku Kishibe. Why is he here?

Shooting?

Of course. But why shoot here?

What are they shooting? Afilm? 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.

Some space here.

Excuse me.

Yes? What is it?

We're shooting a film, and there are not enough extras.

If time allows, can 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 low flame?

Go and turn off the gas.

Fish cake. I told you.

Two men on a roller coaster. It's weird?

Yes.

They've never been on one.

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 flavor were gone.

So, 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?

Yes, it's 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 Sunday, the worst time arrived;

The cartoon's theme song 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. - 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 Fukuhara that,

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.

It looks good. The ingredients are well mixed.

Now, I shall sprinkle a little pepper.

How is it?

- Is it good? - Yeah.

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're 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 lttoku Kishibe.

I guess there was.

You could run, you know...

Oh c'mon.

(Note: there is a small scene after the credits)

Fumiya Joe Odagiri

Fukuhara Tomokazu Miura

Makiko Kyoko Koizumi

Fufumi Yuriko Yoshitaka

English translation by Jeanette Amano

Subtitle timing for this version by chochoc, famitsu1

Special thanks to koji

Written and 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