Original subtitles

Heh-heh. I can't wait.

Stranger. Is it true

you are all hung like horses?

Yes, he's had the taste of our women.

And likes it!

Another dead one.

She's heavy as lead.

Maybe with child.

Rest in peace.

Goodbye.

Hey, you! You in the fancy clothes!

Get out there!

Go! Go! Go!

To work!

Move it!

What are you?

Dutch?

English?

American!

Aha! I thought so!

Well, you'd better get a move on.

Why, it will be morning.

What is done here

is best done in the dark.

Come to stick it

between the girl's legs,

didn't ya?

I'm looking for a girl.

I have lots of girls.

No, no.

A very special girl.

Her name is Komomo.

Never heard

of a girl

called that.

She's not on this island.

Well, that being the case,

I'll be movin' along.

No no no. Not tonight.

No boat until morning, mister.

You have to spend the evening somewhere. So...

why not here?

Come in. Come in.

Come in...

I'll give ya good price.

And a better lady.

The one in the back.

Bon appétit.

Once upon a time,

I held a woman named Komomo in my arms.

She was sad. And so beautiful.

But more than this, she truly was

an unfortunate woman, who was the love of my life.

I had promised her that I would come back for her,

take her home to America with me, but...

by the time I finally got back, she was gone.

Sold off to s--

to a far-distant brothel house, somewhere.

So I spent my years wandering

all over this land, searching for her,

following every clue, every hint of a clue

in the process.

It's exhausted me.

So I'm tired.

Tonight,

I am yours.

You may do what you wish with me.

Are you from America?

Why were you sitting

so far away from the windows?

Don't the women usually call out to the men?

I am afraid.

What are you afraid of?

The ones who grab my hands.

The lost souls.

Look! They're here!

I've been cursed from birth.

I feel closer to the dead than the living.

The living are the ones who really...

scare me.

Been my experience that the living

cause much more pain than the dead.

You don't think I'm strange?

You don't think... I'm a freak?

I find almost everything strange.

You're looking for Komomo.

Do you know her?

If you find her,

what do you plan to do?

Oh, I plan...

what I planned from the first moment I saw her.

Take her to America. Start both our lives

all over again.

Give to her the life that she deserved.

I promised her that.

Poor Komomo. Where is she?

She came here to the island about half a year ago, but...

I'm sorry. She passed away not long ago.

Oh, God...

God...

Damn!

What happened?

She hung herself.

Why would she do that?

She could wait no longer for the man she loved.

You lie!

It's no lie.

She rests at the temple on the bank of the river.

Grrr!

So you were that man.

Her special love.

Never mentioned a word to you that I was an American.

I guess she just thought

"Just another god damn lying Yankee!"

Never intended on coming back for her in the first place.

Wait! Don't go!

There's nothing but cutthroats outside!

Ah God, God, God damn!

This island isn't in the human world.

Demons and whores are the only ones living here.

I know you suffer.

But you can't change the past.

Komomo is gone.

You cannot bring her back.

Ohhh, God...

Oh, God. Oh, God.

What did you love about her?

Oh, so many things...

So many things. So many things.

So many things. So many things.

She reminded me of my sister.

My dead little sister.

Oh... Your sister?

Aw, I guess you think I'm the strange one now.

I'm the last woman to judge any man.

Have some sake.

It's the best way to forget.

Oh, God...

Aren't you ever going to sleep?

Showing your sleeping face

is the greatest disgrace

for a lady in my trade.

It's hot.

But at least this keeps the mosquitoes off.

Is something wrong?

Uh, maybe too much sake.

Good sir.

All of the men

rave about me being a fine fit.

Care to try?

I'll let you do anything.

Not right now.

I understand.

Who'd want to lay

with such an ugly woman like me, huh?

Please don't misunderstand me.

I find you...

very attractive.

It's just...

tonight...

Not tonight, no.

Not tonight.

Maybe...

you should just relax and fall asleep.

Tell me a story.

Bedtime story, about you.

Oh...about me?

I'm a journalist.

That's what I do. I listen to stories.

But even if I wasn't,

I would want to hear your story.

You are a strange one, mister.

Normally,

men don't wanna talk with me.

The place...

I was born...

is far away from here.

A poor village, deep in mountains,

where life is tough.

My dadda had a bad lung

and spent most of his time laid up in bed.

You'll be all right!

My mama was a midwife.

It is a boy.

Delivering babies in the village

when she wasn't tending to my dadda.

When I came along,

their lives got even more difficult.

But they were happy all the same.

None of the other kids would play with me

because of my face.

I was all by myself.

Everyone in town detested me.

But a Buddhist priest

showed me kindness.

Pretty scary, huh?

These drawings were made with real blood.

Listen to me now.

You do bad things,

you go straight to...

Hell.

If you want to go to Heaven,

you must do all good things.

He didn't want to cause us any more trouble.

Dadda died in the river.

No...

No!

My mama tried her best, Mama!

but couldn't make a living with a child around.

You're coming with me!

You'll be happy! I promise!

Always keep your chin up!

Good luck!

From here, it's the same old story.

I was bought and sold from place to place

and finally wound up on this island.

Being a daughter of joy is a living hell.

This place is something out of the pictures I saw at the temple.

The pictures drawn in blood.

Don't show me your face!

You slut! Oh!

It's delicious, Madam.

Thank you. Hey, you!

Until you get a man in here,

you don't get fed.

All your parts are there and working!

If you can't get them with your looks,

make them happy with something else!

If you don't wanna starve, get busy!

You make that pussy pay!

Please?

But only Komomo, she was kind to me.

She had a heart of gold.

I wasn't sold into this like other girls.

I have a man who loves me.

I'm waiting for him to come for me.

He promised to take me away from here.

And I'm the Empress of Japan.

Komomo.

You a fool.

Your foster parents sold you to cover their debts.

No! My family's wealthy!

If I was born in another age,

I would be a princess.

What are you doing here, your highness?

Face it, Komomo.

You're a whore, just like the rest of us.

No.

No, no.

I'm no whore!

Well, what kind of a princess

spreads her legs every night

for a few coins?

They know about you.

You're the only survivor in a family suicide.

Your money-grubbing foster parents told the madam so.

No. No!

My family's wealthy!

Komomo... Wake up. Stop it.

If that's what Komomo thinks, then let it be.

Shut up.

Freak.

Maybe I'm a freak.

But I'm a better woman than you are.

Shall I make your face look like mine?

Komomo was the most popular with the men.

She was so sweet and beautiful.

The older women were jealous, and always out to get her,

one way or another.

My ring is gone.

My jade ring!

Someone stole my ring!

Who took it?

I found this on the floor

in my room.

That's Komomo's.

You always said you wanted that ring.

Right, Komomo? Yes, she did. Right?

Yeah, yeah...

Stop your lies. I never heard anything like that.

Komomo? Is this yours?

I don't know how this--

Why was it in my room?

I don't know.

That ring is far more valuable than your skin.

I didn't steal it!

We shall see.

Take her out to the linen closet.

- Come on, come on. - No! No!

Stop it! Komomo isn't that kind of a girl!

Silence!

Stay still!

Don't touch her face.

Only the body.

But no real noticeable.

Shut up!

Don't leave marks!

She's valuable merchandise,

and my property.

No! No! No! No! No!

No! No!

Yip! Yip!

Yip! Yip! Yip!

Perfect

princess.

It was me.

I took it.

Where is my ring?

I don't remember.

Please don't kill me.

It hurts.

Stubborn little cunt.

In the end, they never found the ring.

No matter how hard they beat her,

she never talked.

I waited and waited for you, Christopher.

Komomo, I brought some wat--

You're a liar!

My Komomo would never have done that.

She hung herself.

She's dead.

I understand that nothing you say,

nothing I do will bring her back to me,

but I need to know the truth!

Of course you do.

Whores never tell the truth, do we?

Please tell me the truth.

I wonder why people always want to know the truth.

Sometimes it's better not to know.

Sometimes the lie is better.

Oh, no, no.

Please, please, I'm begging you.

Please, I need to know what happened!

Do you...

really want to know?

Mm-hmm.

Huh?

Where is it?

Damn it! Damn it!

Excuse me, Madam.

What?

Do you know something?

When I was cleaning up earlier,

I found this in the corner.

Komomo, I've brought some water.

Komomo.

I brought some water.

Water.

Thank you.

I can stand any kind of cruelty,

but what I can't take is kindness.

Maybe she wasn't a whore,

but a woman with a lovely heart.

Even though her body was in Hell,

her mind was in Heaven.

Her soul wanted to be there--

needed to be, Mister.

Her eyes were the most beautiful I'd ever seen.

So...that's the truth.

You killed her.

You took a woman who was so innocent she was like a child,

never hurt a single person,

and then you killed her for a--

a trinket that you wanted.

That's why you killed my Komomo.

You don't understand.

I helped her get to Heaven.

I had never decided one thing,

not a single thing, by myself until then.

For the first time, I took action by myself

and I'm going to Hell for it.

Oh, God, I'm surrounded by madness.

Suppose I'm right, though.

What would the Devil think of her having such an evil friend?

He'd think if they're friends,

then Komomo must be a wicked person, too.

He would've sent her to Hell.

So I aided Komomo.

Now I'm sure she's in Heaven.

What could be more pitiful to be strangled to death

by the one you trusted most?

I'm sure Buddha grabbed her by the hand

and took her to Heaven.

Right, Sis?

You're leaving something out.

You're not telling me something!

What is it?

Oh, tell me!

What are you hiding?

Tell him the truth.

Tell him the truth.

No!

No!

You want to know.

No, no, no, no, no, no, no.

I don't want to know!

I need to know!

Then I shall--

I will tell you my story.

My dadda and mama were beggars.

They called no place home.

Wandering from place to place,

they ended up in the poorest village in the region.

Compared to that place,

this rotten island is paradise.

Mama wasn't the midwife.

She worked with babies,

but she was more of a specialist.

I'm sure you have the same practice in America, right?

Ah, more sake.

With what money?

More sake.

With what money?

Sake.

No, no!

Look at me.

Aah!

No, stop!

No!

Okay! No, no!

No! Oh!

Aah!

Sake.

Sake. Sake.

Despite his cruelty and drinking,

Mama did her duties as a good wife.

She soon got pregnant with me.

You asked for the truth.

Yes, I was dumped in the river and left to die, too.

But two days later, I was still alive and kicking.

Mama made up her mind to raise me.

As long as I can remember,

I helped Mama with her work.

Unh!

Dump this.

That hole is the one that leads to Hell.

Pretty scary, huh?

If you don't do as I say,

you will go straight to Hell.

And so this hole leads to Hell, too.

Freak!

Baby killer!

Beggar!

Freak!

Freak! Freak! Freak!

Go away, you little brats!

No! No! No! No!

No! No!

Stop! Stop it!

Aah! Stop!

Go on!

No!

Oh! No!

Stop this!

No, Sis.

Aah!

Sis!

Stop it, Sis.

Bitch!

My twin.

Have I got your attention, Mister?

Yes, I'm a twin

and this is my sister.

Nobody ever knew about my sister.

Nobody...

Aah!

...except Mama.

Aah!

Oh, she knew.

Aah!

No!

Stop it, Brother!

Unh!

It turned out that Mama and Dada

were brother and sister.

Sake.

People found out and ran them out of town.

While begging their way across the country,

they escaped to this place.

My sister and I were cursed

long before coming into this world.

* Sleep baby *

* Hush-a-bye *

* Close your eyes *

* Over you *

* A watch I'll keep *

* A river so deep *

* Sleep baby *

* Hush-a-bye *

* Close your eyes *

* Over you *

* A watch I'll keep *

* To sleep Don't you cry *

Kill.

Kill.

Kill! Kill!

No!

Kill!

Die! Die!

Die!

I want it.

I want it! I want it!

Give it to me.

I can't. I can't.

My sister always loved pretty, shiny things.

I couldn't fight her.

When she wanted something, she always got it,

no matter what.

But I was the one who decided to kill Komomo.

All my sister wanted was the ring.

Either way, we're stuck with each other,

and we're both going to Hell,

right, Sis?

"I waited and waited for you, Christopher."

Komomo?

"Yes, your Komomo."

Oh.

Oh, I should never have come here.

This place--

This place is truly a damned place!

No matter where you go, your hell follows you.

I know what you did back in America.

"You're hurting me!

"Stop it, Christopher!

"Why did you kill me?

"Why would you hurt me, your own little sister?

"I did what you asked.

Why?"

You freak. You freak!

Freak! Freak!

Okay, you win.

I'll give you what you want.

I'm going send you both to Hell!

You can't do it.

You cannot kill us.

I waited for you.

Jesus, get a whiff of that guy.

He's a murderer.

He's that American newspaperman

who killed that whore.

Yeah.

Hey, listen, we are going to have some fun with you.

And death won't come soon.

This will be a living hell.

* Sleepy baby *

* Hush-a-bye *

* Close your eyes *

* And don't you cry *

* Over you *

* A watch I'll keep *

* Sleep away *

* For you won't sleep deep *

* Sleepy baby *