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I'm leaving you!

- What's the difference?
- Speed.

This is faster?

Much faster than a wheelchair.

Walking on your knees?

It's faster.

At intersections

and stations...

I'm slow, but much faster
than a wheelchair.

GOODBYE CP

I was so scared.

How?

I was afraid it'll turn red.

My life was on the line.

I was desperate.

CP stands for cerebral palsy.

On April 18, 1948,

my first son was born.

He was kept in a hospital for a week.

He...

was diagnosed with cerebral palsy

when he was 18 months old.

We took him to many different doctors

and did everything we could.

I even gave up cigarettes and alcohol

praying for his recovery.

When I first learned that my son had CP,

I was shocked and didn't know what to do.

But I had to do something.

I thought there must be something
I can do for him.

I was determined
to do everything I can do.

My husband and I studied

all about CP at the library.

Some CP patients are killed at birth

or become victims of family suicides.

But I believe it's my duty as a parent

to find a way for him
to survive in this world.

That's what I believe,
and we're continuing to do that

so that he can live normally
once we're gone.

Like everyone else,
I did all I could, as any parents do

and tried very hard.

Once I learned that nothing could be done,

I did everything so that
he could have a happy life.

He was given life.

He deserves everything
a normal person does.

I think of that all the time.

I am prepared
to do everything I can do for him.

I mean everything.

Since I had this child,

I've gained a lot of knowledge.

If it wasn't for my son,
I would've been a reclusive mother.

Through my son,

I met many people
I would otherwise not have met.

People from different social groups
in our society.

We don't keep him in the house.
We take him everywhere.

When I see students protesting
and using violence,

I feel very proud
of having my son as he is.

I've always been a little shy

about having a child with CP.

My husband complained a lot
when he got drunk.

I thought about divorcing him
so many times.

But looking at my child
gave me the will to move on.

So I tried my best

to keep my family together.

My son...

I'm truly grateful to my son

for our happiness

and keeping my family together.

I don't treat him differently
just because he is handicapped.

But as a parent,
just like the old saying goes,

"A flawed child
is that much more adorable."

It's only natural for parents.

I really think so.

Being in a wheelchair is like...

being attended and protected by angels.

We might...

be killed...

tomorrow.

We want

to live...

freely...

as human...

beings.

So please support...

The Green Lawn Movement.

The Green Lawn...

was established
by the disabled themselves.

- Why did you donate?
- Just wanted to help.

- Did you donate?
- I gave 200 yen.

I just felt bad.

I'm interested

in social problems.

My child felt sorry.

I felt sorry.

No special reason.

I just felt bad.

I heard it on the news.

- Why did you donate?
- I don't know.

I drove by earlier and saw them.

I went out again,

so I wanted to give them something.

I felt sorry.

My friend's child is handicapped.

Some people are unfortunate.

I felt sorry.

- How?
- They're human, like us.

But I wonder why they are handicapped.

All these problems with medical practice,

religion, pollution

and all these heartless problems
of the human race

sadden me very much.

What the Buddha predicted 2,500 years ago

is now starting to happen.

Mankind has lost its soul.

Our society faces problems
and afflictions.

I just wanted to help people in need.

We're on our way home
from visiting the family grave.

Why did you donate?

Well, the thing is,

they can't work like we do.

So we should

at least try to help.

No special reason,

but things must be difficult for them.

We're lucky to have what we have.

That's why I donated.

This is our problem.
It could happen to us.

I don't know.

I felt sorry.

How?

I just imagined if that happened
to one of my children.

I have three of them.

Why did you donate?

I don't know.

Well, my child died as a result of CP.

So I wanted to help.

I know someone who has CP.

So I felt really bad.

They're helpless.

I wanted to do

whatever I can.

I've been interested in such problems.

- I felt sorry.
- Why?

- I felt bad.
- Why?

I don't know.

No reason.

Just wanted to help.

It must be tough for them.

But they do what they can.

Poor thing.

I'm from the countryside.

I've never seen anything like this before.

I feel so sorry for them.

I feel sorry.

Well...

I mean their bodies.

I felt sorry. We're blessed.

I felt sorry.

It must be difficult to do so many things.

Why did you donate?

My mom told me to.

Why donate? Well...

Because my life is stable.

That's it.

Well, I feel sorry for them, too.

We're the same human being.

But they were unlucky.

Isn't that right?

Why did you donate?

I was very much moved

by their strong desire to live.

Me? My child is in good health,
so I feel blessed.

I want them to be in good health, too.

I want them to cheer up.

Yes, he's there now.

- At the facility?
- Yes.

You don't want to live together?

Well, it's for my child's future.

- Being at the facility is better?
- Yes, I think so.

For him, it's better.

You think
they should be institutionalized?

My child's been there for five years.

It was all for the better.

It's a real struggle for them.

And the government doesn't do enough.

That's why I wanted to help.

I'm lucky to have what I have.

They would never be cured.

I thought they needed some money.

In my opinion,

we're the object of pity for them.

They make their kids

give donations.

That's fine with me.

Besides,

it's better to feel pity

than not have any

interests at all.

Giving their kids money

for donations

out of pity...

makes them feel better.

That's fine with me.

I'd rather quit

if we're operating under the principle

that we are the weak ones.

I would quit.

When I talk to the crowd,

I always think about

what separates the handicapped
from the healthy ones.

When I hold a microphone,

and talk to the crowd,

I can't help myself

from feeling that I'm miserable.

And I end up asking for sympathy.

How can I say it?

I try to resist the idea

inside my head.

But I always find myself asking
for sympathy.

Oh, no.

I don't know.

- You must be relieved.
- Yes, I am.

- Did it hurt?
- Of course.

The baby is premature.

200 grams short of normal weight.
A bit too light.

Who does he take after?

He's yawning.

A sweet little boy.

I tried hard,

but catching someone's eye line

is very difficult.

When I point a camera at people,

they all look away.

I expected that.

Pointing a camera

and taking a shot in front of them

was very scary.

I was really scared.

If they are far away, it's easy.

To get close within one meter

when I walk up to them or...

when they walk down the steps,

I feel this

enormous pressure.

When I took shots

at the bus stop,

I was very scared.

I walk slow and look pathetic.

What's wrong with that?

Walking on knees

doesn't liberate me
from not being able to walk.

We're outsiders.

We really are.

We can never

be insiders.

Those who think

they are insiders

may end up being

outsiders.

Why don't they realize that?

That's the point we're trying to make.

No dinner tonight?

We should take tangerines home.

That's a problem.

You dropped it.

You'll do better next time.

- It tastes good.
- That's great.

You're sharing it?

Eating is the most fun.

That's disgusting.

That is scary.

My stomach feels strange.

I ate too much.

They have fish, too.

They have everything.

- Tea, fish, fruits.
- Fish is no good these days.

- Because of pollution.
- Yes, the pollution.

Industrial sludge is a big problem.

This one is sour.

Sorry.

You have to eat this one in 40 minutes.

Come over here.

Go ahead.

Eat up.

I started smoking

when I was 16.

I slept with a woman when I was 18.

It was then that I realized

I was a man.

I went

to a red-light district.

I went there.

I kept going for four years.

The first time I went...

How can I put it?

I didn't exactly

sleep with a woman.

I must say that

I wasn't able
to give them pleasure at all.

I just

satisfied myself.

The second time,

I slept

with a different woman.

This woman...

She was very good.

And she...

made me come with her sighs.

That may be

because

I was handicapped.

I've been told

to speak honestly about myself.

I left the facility when I was 16.

With a friend of mine

from a work training program,

I went to a red-light district
and lost my virginity.

I kept

going there for a while.

When I was 20,

I fell in love with a woman who had polio.

She got pregnant.

But her family opposed
and we had to split.

I attempted suicide.

They still didn't want me to marry her.

Then

I had a big fight with my friend

over a woman who later became my wife.

I did act out of my own ego.

It was a big fight.

I fought as hard

as any man can.

I felt

very strongly

about making her mine.

I think it was...

when I was 14.

I had many brothers.

They played a trick on me.

From then on,

I realized this feeling

that I want to sleep with a woman.

There was a cute girl

who lived nearby.

I really wanted to have her.

But she...

totally avoided me.

When I was 16,

I joined a gang

and I raped a girl.

That was the first time

I fulfilled my sexual desire.

Later, I realized that I shouldn't have.

Because I suffer from CP,

it never occurred to me

that I can fulfill my desire
with a normal woman.

That's all I can say.

Nothing more to say.

Stop filming.

I can't say anymore.

I really can't.

I was 28 when I slept with a woman.

It was much later than others.

She was a year older.

When we tried to do it,

for some reason,

I couldn't get it up.

That's probably because...

I...

suppressed it for such a long time.

We tried a few times.

But it didn't work.

I thought I wasn't a man.

I thought I was impotent.

I had no idea

how or where

to put it in.

We tried a few more times.

I started to get the hang of it.

It finally worked.

I thought I was okay.

I asked...

the woman if I was getting better.

She said

I could do better.

I was really disappointed.

Really.

For me,

thinking about sex

was taboo.

Something

I shouldn't think about.

So I didn't dare.

I was told I was not capable

and I can't get married.

I can be in love with someone,
but no marriages.

People think my body is not capable

to have sex.

That's what they think.

My uncle is the same.

When I fall in love,

he tells me I can't.

When I tell him I want to get married,

he tells me I can be in love,
but I can't get married.

When I tell him I want kids,

he tells me I can get married,
but I can't have kids.

What is he thinking?

I suppose he will tell me

I can have one kid,

but not two.

That's what the healthy ones think.

We have to show them that

we can get married and have kids.

Even then,

they will deny us

the next step.

My uncle is not a bad person.

He treated me very well.

I'm grateful.

But his behavior typifies

the way the healthy ones look at us.

Alcohol is like a friend to CP.

It relaxes muscles
and makes talking easier.

Who is looking up

At the barren sky

What impressed you so

Is now a ghost town

After the love

Has been lost

All that's left

Is a song of farewell

As you fly away

Across the galaxy

I'm not saying

that we should forget about this film.

I'm saying that

my family

has a problem.

I shall no longer

walk

on my knees.

I really shouldn't.

No matter what.

If we continue

filming like that,

my wife will divorce me.

That's the situation.

She said she will divorce you?

It's not just a threat.

She understands

what it's like to walk on knees.

She knows

how miserable it is

to walk on knees.

She feels miserable

when she sees me...

walking on my knees.

You're compromising yourself.

How can you resign yourself

just like that, so easily?

You're the man in the family.

You're the one who make the rules.

No need to listen to her.

You're the head of the family, aren't you?

I was being patient.

If she wants to divorce you like that,
so easily,

you should never have married her.

That's right.

I'm sure they took the marriage seriously

and it's not going to be
that easy to separate.

We're telling Yokota all this.

But we're convincing ourselves, too.

We have to consider his place
as well as ours.

You want to abandon this film project.

But we, The Green Lawn--

talking about money again,

we all put money in the film.

But you want to quit
for your personal reasons.

That is what I call

cheating.

You bastard!

It's the truth.

Go ahead and hit me.

I tried.

I tried my best so far.

We know you did.

Will you please leave?

Yoshiko, shut up.

No one

can accuse me of cheating.

I mean no one.

How dare you enter my house!

This is too much.

I'm calling someone.

How dare you?

How could you?

Please calm down.

This is unlawful entry.

I'll get someone.

How can you behave like this?

Don't hit her.

I don't want Hara to see us like this.

Let's talk this over.

You went too far.

Mom, you're bleeding.

What do you want?

You're not a woman.

Let me ask you.

I've been so patient.

What about your own family?

I didn't want to bring this up.

How about you, Koyama?

You want to break up a family
to continue this film?

What we're asking

is why filming should interfere

with your family life.

Please leave.

Please.

Go away!

Dad, don't come in.

Don't hit your father.

Please call my sister.

You in the middle should stand.

Then another row.

Please hurry.

Over here. Hurry up.

We're running out of time here.

Come over here.

Don't worry about the camera.

Yes, stand over there.

Step up here.

Hurry.

One more time.

That's it!

One hour of free time.

Before my child was born,

we talked about
if we wanted a boy or a girl.

I wanted a girl.

I said I didn't really care.

But I wanted a girl.

Then, I imagined

my baby girl

growing up.

But I didn't

picture her

with CP.

I just pictured her

with long hair

and a mini skirt.

An ordinary, cute girl.

That's how I imagined her.

I just couldn't help it.

What I imagined

was different from

what we advocate.

Since I was a child,

I was very shy.

I was always scared of being looked at

on the streets.

When I felt that I was being watched,

my body got really tense.

It made walking very difficult.

I developed a phobia

toward normal people.

Everything we do,

we had to be assisted.

We can only be passive.

People ask us questions,

and take pictures of us.

We hardly do anything ourselves.

I didn't want that.

I thought about

what I can do.

I wanted to reverse roles.

When I was with Hara,

he always took pictures of me.

Damn him.

Why can't I do that?

Why can't I

be the photographer?

So I started taking pictures myself.

The reasons

why I take pictures

stems from the fact

that I have CP.

But I don't know how

that relationship has anything
to do with problems of CP.

I don't really care.

This is about my feelings.

I used to try to hide myself

on the train or on the bus.

I didn't want to be seen by the public.

The more I tried,

I felt even more exposed.

But having a camera...

I may be exaggerating,

but it changed my world.

But being behind the camera
is not so easy.

No matter how hard I try,

it doesn't get easy.

It's much more difficult

than I first expected it to be.

The first time,

I was so scared.

My legs were shaking. My hands, too.

I haven't drunk a drop
of water since last night.

I didn't want to have to go
to the bathroom.

That's what I always do
when I know I have to go out.

How much do you weigh?

Under 40 kg.

Just like that anorexic actress.

Your glasses are all scratched.

I drop them too often.

The lenses are really thick.

You can't see anything without them?

Can you recognize me?

Not at all.

You say people don't understand
what you say.

You really think so?

How can they?

So you'll be doing this

just to satisfy yourself?

No, that's not it.

I think they will understand something

even if they don't understand

every single word.

How's that?

They'll wonder what I'm doing.

You don't want them to know
you're reciting your poems.

Well, if they're really listening,

they'll understand.

You think so?

So we don't need to set up?

Should we make a sign
that says "Poem Reading"?

No need?

"Yokota Hiroshi Poem Reading...

Meeting"?

Poem Reading Meeting?

I guess not a meeting.

"Yokota Hiroshi Reads Poems".

SHINJUKU STATION

He's going to read poems.

He's reading poems.

Everyone, he is a poet
and is going to read his poems.

Please, everyone listen.

POEM

HIROSHI

YOKOTA

Please listen

to my poem.

It's called Legs.

You who stand there all around me

You have legs on which to stand

You...

You forbid me to walk

That is how

You keep your legs

All the people around me

All the legs surrounding me

You

For what reasons

Forbid me to walk?

Who is in charge here?

Who is it?

Sure. Okay. Fine.

What are you doing?

I'm recording.

Recording what?

You're bothering people.

This is a freak show. Please stop.

We set out to make this film

to show that we can't do anything.

But I was hoping

I could do something

to make a different

kind of film.

That was...

what I thought.

But while we went through

the process

of making the film,

my hopes

were completely shattered.

How can I say?

After all,

in many levels,

I require...

some form of protection.

That's the only way

I can survive.

I could never be on my own.

In that sense,

that realization made me feel

totally empty.

To be honest,

I'm not sure

how I can move on.

That's how I feel.

Produced by Shisso Production

With the cooperation of The Green Lawn

And Japan CP Association

Directed and photographed by Kazuo Hara

Produced by Sachiko Kobayashi