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♪ Those sweet memories ♪

♪ stay with me day and night. ♪

♪ So never, ever I forget. ♪

240745-2347

Lumpfish caviar...

duck salad, carpaccio,
cauliflower.

On dry land, the fish

pretends not to speak a word

of Japanese language.

Takahashi. Taka...

hashi.

Icelanders have been urged
to return from abroad.

Many countries are closing their
borders, forcing people into quarantine.

Icelandic tourists are worried, not
knowing how to return back home.

Forgive me.

Icelandair flight 450 to
London is ready for boarding.

Passengers, please
proceed to gate 6.

Hello.

Kristofer. Hi.

Have you closed down
your restaurant?

Yes, I'm going to London.

London! Are you alright?

I'm fine. I tried to
reach you last night.

A pandemic is breaking out. You
shouldn't be travelling now.

I'm looking for a
friend who disappeared.

What are you talking about?

Who disappeared?

Are you sure you're
not making this up?

I'm late for my flight.

Already at the airport?

Boarding card, please.

- Excuse me, it's my daughter.
- No problem. Your boarding card?

- Thanks.
- Are you there, Kristofer?

I'm buying chocolate.

Have you heard from your doctor?

No, not yet.

So you haven't gotten
the MRI results?

Don't worry about me.

Shouldn't you wait until
you get the results?

I'll be in touch, dear.

Speak soon.

Thank you.

In the afternoon.

Arai snores and the stove

rests before dinner.

In the afternoon.

Arai snores and the stove

rests before dinner.

Hmm.

What is that?

Looks like a haiku.

You read.

Go on.

I'll help you.

Fine, I'll try.

In the afternoon.

Arai-san snores and the stove

rests...

rests before dinner.

Very good, Kristofer.

Thank you very much.

Kristofer.

Aren't you coming?

We have class.

With that idiot Engstrom.

No, I have to finish this.

The Remaking of
Socialist Politics.

- "The whole of..."
- Shh.

- Can't it wait?
- No.

Engstrom out, out, out, out!

Hear us, LSE!

- No gates! No police!
- Leave!

- Just leave!
- Engstrom out, Engstrom out!

Out, out, out!

This is not going
to help your cause!

No gates! No police!

Their suspensions will not
be lifted if this continues.

- Is that a threat?
- Leave! Just leave!

Engstrom out! Engstrom out!

Out, out, out!

Engstrom out! Engstrom out!

Out, out, out! No
gates! No police!

- Markus.
- Thanks.

Excuse me. Hi.

Here comes our labour leader.

Comrade Kristofer!

We made it inside.

What do you mean?

English, please.

The old building...
some of us got in.

They locked me and Markús out,

but, uh, there's
enough people inside.

To do what?

To get the school to
lift the suspensions.

For God's sake.

The Old Theater was off
limits. They knew it.

Still those idiots
decided to protest there.

The school can't tell
us where we can meet.

Exactly.

- They can't treat us like children.
- You behave like ones.

What? What?

There were plenty of
other places to meet,

but they chose
the Old Theater...

- Don't listen to him.
- Just because they were told not to.

So you're with the
administration on this one?

- "With the administration."
- Come on.

He's just pulling your leg.

Cheers, mate. You're
way too serious.

- Cheers.
- Cheers.

- Afternoon, sir.
- Good afternoon, sir.

My name is Kristofer Hannesson.

Yes.

I should warn you that
there is talk of a lockdown

as early as tomorrow,

which would require us
to close down the hotel.

That's too bad.

I plan to stay.

Well, on the plus side,

you're staying for half
the price, aren't you?

Of course. Thank you.

Hello.

I'm calling from
Dr. Stefansson's office.

Shh. - Is this Kristofer?
- Yes.

- You have an appointment today.
- Today?

We have the results
from the MRI scan.

I'm afraid I forgot
about it. I apologize.

I'm currently travelling.

Excuse me, sir.

It's important that you
come in as soon as possible.

Talking on the phone is not
allowed in the dining room.

I'm afraid I have to hang up.

Goodbye.

I struggle remembering
certain things.

Vague memories?

I often have a hard
time trusting my memory.

Often?

Or most of the time.

What about your motor skills?

I'm stiff in the morning

and throughout the day.

It feels like being
hit by a truck.

- In the morning?
- Yes.

I'm losing my fine motor skills.

Tying shoelaces, buttoning
up. Sending texts.

- You're doing your exercises?
- Of course.

I recite my bank and ID number,
the menu from the restaurant.

- And sometimes a haiku.
- Haiku?

Do you know what it
is? Japanese poetry.

I've heard of it.

The test you took
doesn't tell us much

but it gives us an indication.

We need to do an MRI.

Of your brain.

Revealing my secrets.

Anything to hide?

Not really.

Kristofer.

In situations like yours,
people often use the opportunity

to take care of
unfinished business.

While they still can.

It's just an advice, in case
you may have unresolved issues.

Dropping out because
of the suspensions?

I'm quitting because
the school is ruled by

oppressive conservatives.

I'm wondering if
we're dealing with

the remaking of
socialist politics

or the remaking of
Kristofer Hannesson.

Jónas, do you think
supply and demand curves

are gonna help us
make a difference?

Mm, yes.

- So why don't you quit?
- I just said I would.

- Is he really gonna quit?
- I don't know, man.

He's been talking
about it for a while.

Look, you could join
the proletariat.

"Staff wanted."

They're hiring.

Hey, Kristofer wants to
join the proletariat.

Go on. Get a job with the Japs.

Okay.

Hey, Kristofer.

What an idiot.

Hello?

Come on, Kristofer!

- What an idiot.
- Hi.

We open at 6:00.

Oh, no. Uh, I was just actually
here for the job vacancy.

Huh?

The j... There's a
sign outside your door.

You want to wash dishes?

Yeah. I mean, if
that's what it is.

You come tomorrow morning
at 10:00 for interview.

Thank you.

Sorry.

Oh.

Um...

- Uh, sorry. Yeah.
- Excuse me.

So, how did it go?
Did you get the job?

Come on. You're not serious
about this, are you?

Yes, I am.

Saving the world by
becoming a waiter?

No, as a dishwasher.

That's going to
make a difference.

Hi.

- I'm sorry. I thought, um...
- Uh, we don't open

till lunchtime.

No, I'm-I'm actually here
for the job interview.

- Interview?
- Yeah.

Oh. Uh, o-okay.

- Uh, you wait there, please.
- Okay. Thank you.

Takahashi-san.

Yes?

A foreigner is here
for an interview.

- Please.
- Thank you.

So, where do you
work? What restaurant?

Uh, I've never worked
in a restaurant before.

So, what do you do?

I am, uh, currently a student,

uh, at London
School of Economics.

This is not part-time job.

I'm not looking for
a part-time job.

You want to quit studying? Why?

It's just, um, I lost interest.

Great school. Very respected.

You know how to cook?

Even dishwasher need
to know something.

Uh, yeah. Well, I know how
to boil cod and potatoes.

I used to work on, uh,
fishing boats in the summer.

- Fishing boats?
- Yeah.

You worked on fishing boats?

Yeah, back home, uh, in Iceland.

Huh. Iceland?

- Yeah.
- Iceland.

- Volcanoes like Japan?
- Yeah. Exactly.

Oh.

- Come with me.
- Yeah.

This used to be a bakery.

Really?

Big space, cheap rent.

- Hello. Hi.
- Hi.

Goto-san, this is the foreigner
who came for the interview.

Hi.

What do you fish in Iceland?

- Um, mostly flatfish.
- Huh?

- Like, uh, halibut.
- Ah.

And sometimes we
also got monkfish.

- Monkfish?
- Yeah, monkfish.

- Oh.
- But, uh, no one wants it.

- Oh, pity.
- Huh?

Good fish, monkfish.

- But so ugly.
- Oh, but tasty.

Iceland. Iceland.

- Uh, here. That's it.
- Oh.

Oh.

I used to live here
in, uh, Snaefellsnes.

- Huh?
- Snaefellsnes.

Snaefellsnes.

- Oh, you from there.
- Yeah.

How long were you
out for fishing?

- Uh, overnight.
- Uh-huh.

But sometimes a
little bit longer

if we went, uh, up
here to Látrabjarg.

- Ooh. What did you say?
- Látrabjarg.

- Látrabjarg. Látrabjarg.
- Látrabjarg.

- Sit down.
- Thank you.

Uh...

Any other type of fish
in Lotor... Lotor...

- L... In Látrabjarg?
- Látrabjarg.

Uh, yeah, we...
Sometimes, we got cod

and, uh, haddock, as well.

Ah, good for fish and chips.

Exactly.

- I grew up by the sea, too.
- Really?

- Mm.
- Hmm.

May I see your hands?

Yeah.

The scars.

From fishing?

Yeah.

When can you start?

Tonkatsu?

Uh, tonkatsu is breaded pork.

Yes.

Uh, soba?

- Buckwheat noodles.
- Right.

Yakitori?

Uh... chicken.

- Cured chicken.
- Mm.

Right, Goto-san?

Yes.

Let me help you.

Saba no shioyaki?

- Saba no...
- Saba is a mackerel.

- Saba no shioyaki.
- Yeah. Saba no shioyaki.

Uh, you're-you're
too tall for me.

I'm so sorry.

- Thank you for waiting.
- One beer, please.

- Here, noodles are ready.
- Welcome!

Welcome!

Thank you. Let's eat.

- Meat balls ready for table 1.
- Yes!

Here are your meat
balls. Please enjoy.

For you.

It's much better than
London School of Economics.

Good morning.

So far, so good. Smart boy
don't break anything yet.

It's only his first day.

- Goto-san, hurry up.
- Coming.

- We're going out for our break.
- Alright.

When you're finished
cleaning up,

you have a break until 6:00.

I take nap.

You leave if you
want. Fresh air.

But first, finish.

Thank you, Takahashi.

Uh, san.

Hello, mate. You
all right there?

Yeah.

I was wondering if...

Yeah, yeah. Come and
have a look. Come.

Yeah.

An accident waiting to happen,

at the back there. What
you quite often have

is teams want to
play like Man City,

but, uh... but asking National
South players to do that,

the young goalkeeper
there struggling...

What do you reckon?

Do you know what
this stands for?

I'm not that good at Chinese.

It's actually kanji.

Hi.

So you're the gaijin

my father has been
talking about.

Uh... nice to see you again.

Hi.

Arai-san, this is
our new employee.

Krist...

- Kristofer.
- Kristofer-san. -Kristofer.

- Nice to meet you.
- Ah. Nice to meet you.

Uh, Goto-san usually
has weekends off.

Arai-san, very experienced.

And an opera singer.

Really?

But not working in London.

And you met my daughter, Miko.

Uh, yes.

Behind you.

- Oh.
- She work weekends.

She also student at UCL.

Psychology.

- Not so practical.
- Sorry.

Dad, stop talking about me.

Let's get dressed.

Hey.

Tamagoyaki, deep fried shrimp,
and ginger pork for table 3.

Good to see you again,
Yamomoto-san. Here you are.

- One sake, please.
- Got it, one sake.

♪ Everybody's talking
about Bagism ♪

♪ Shagism, Dragism, Madism ♪

♪ Ragism, Tagism ♪

♪ This-ism, that-ism,
ism, ism, ism ♪

♪ All we are saying ♪

♪ Is give peace a chance ♪

♪ All we are saying ♪

- Thank you.
- ♪ Is give peace ♪

♪ A chance ♪

♪ Yeah ♪

♪ Come on... ♪

Why did you quit?

Excuse me?

Studying at LSE.

Uh...

Just lost interest.

Most people complete
their studies anyway.

Not me.

Were you ever interested?

Mm.

Yeah.

You remind me of him.

I'm sorry, I remind you of who?

Lennon.

M-Must be the glasses.

Or the beard.

No.

It's something else.

Now they're married.

Did you see the
pictures of them in bed?

Uh, in the hotel?

What do you think?

I mean, I respect what
they're trying to say.

There was something
off about a...

revolution started
in a five-star hotel.

♪ Give peace a chance ♪

♪ Everybody's talking
'bout John and Yoko ♪

♪ Timmy Leary, Rosemary... ♪

You sing?

No.

I-I was in a choir
back home, but...

- A choir?
- Yeah.

You sing good like him?

No.

Not even close.

♪ Come on. ♪

♪ Like that, why
you play hard? ♪

- Can I take this?
- Yeah, go on.

♪ Still screaming out
like chain guns... ♪

- Hello, dear.
- I've been waiting to hear from you.

- What's that noise?
- Sorry.

I'm at a tattoo parlour.

Why? Doing what?

Getting a tattoo.

- Have you gone insane?
- No, why?

Your fiancé is all inked.

- His name is Axel.
- Axel, right.

He's tattooed from head to toe.

- What has he got to do with it?
- I'm just teasing.

Come home while there
are still flights.

It's a Japanese symbol.

The borders are closing and
you're in London getting a tattoo!

Courage. It means courage.

Call me when you're
out of this noise.

Sonja!

Sonja.

No, it's so happy.

Well, it's a classic.

It's the only
thing I care about.

- Oh, typical women.
- Aw!

- What-What's got into you?
- It's gonna be gorgeous.

- They won't leave.
- What's the rush?

My friends from school are
already waiting outside.

I was hoping you would
help me close up.

Hitomi. Can you cover for me?

Again? No way. I can't.

Miko, you should help out.

What's going on?

Sh-She wants me to close
up so she can go out again.

Uh, Takahashi-san,
I can close up.

Kristofer is up for it.

Uh... is it okay?

- Yeah. Of course.
- Okay, okay.

Okay then, Miko, you can go.

But don't stay out late.
We have work tomorrow.

I promise.

- Be careful.
- Yes.

Maybe I made a mistake.

A mistake? Why?

When I came to this country.

Uh, how long have
you lived here?

Since '57.

Do you have, uh, family here?

Is that why you came?

- No, no family.
- No?

So why England?

Cheapest flight from Tokyo.

Was that where you lived?

Yes.

We came from Tokyo.

♪ It's the time ♪

♪ Of the season... ♪

Look at you!

Yes, it's a Mary Quant.

- The dress is very short.
- You think so?

Oh, well.

Hitomi, we're not in Japan. Maybe
you should buy yourself one.

Me? No!

♪ Season for loving ♪

You look amazing.

Mwah!

♪ What's your name? ♪

- ♪ What's your name? ♪
- ♪ Who's your daddy? ♪

Home many times did you
listen to that song?

What song?

Hi.

Are you learning Japanese?

Uh...

I don't understand.

I mean, I said,

"Are you learning
Japanese, Kristofer?"

Uh, yeah.

Look what I found.

Oh, um, this is
Naruki, my boyfriend.

Hi, Naruki.

Nice to meet you.

Nice to meet you.

My name's Kristofer.

Are you, uh, working tonight?

Yes, I think so.

Okay, I'll, uh, see you then.

Okay.

Maybe.

Ah.

Uh, I'll take this one.

"Nakamura"? M-U-R-A?

- Yeah. "H-Hitomi," by the way.
- Mm.

Oh. Sorry. Could you
keep your distance?

- Two meters. Thank you.
- Yeah.

- Thank you.
- Uh-huh.

Where did you say she lived?

The last time I knew was
in Croydon, South London.

Uh, Addiscombe Grove.

But that's some
time ago. 50 years.

50 years?

To be more exact, 51.

Mr. Hannesson...

If I may be so bold,

you are the last guest left.

We have to close the
hotel as soon as possible.

You may want to go back

while there are still
flights to Iceland.

I'm not going back.

Well, there is no
Hitomi Nakamura

living in Croydon
that I can see.

- There-there...
- Let me be more exact.

Last time I checked it 20
years ago, she had moved.

So you-you looked
for her 20 years ago,

- but you-you couldn't find her then?
- Yeah.

Let me explain.

Okay.

Please do.

- Mmm.
- Mmm.

- You try.
- Mmm.

- It's better with a pinch of salt.
- I agree.

- Mmm. Really good.
- Need more time in jar.

Mm.

This is basic.

Many type of pickles.

Misozuke. This is with
red soybean paste.

Only red miso.

- Misozuke. Misozuke.
- Misozuke. -On to, uh...

- shoyuzuke.
- Pickle with soy sauce.

What did you say it was called?

- Shoyuzuke.
- Mm. -Shoyuzuke.

- Shoyuzuke.
- Shoyuzuke.

Kasuzuke. Kasuzuke.

And a pickle with sake yeast.
Pickle with, uh, uh, sake yeast.

Mm.

Shibao dislikes

salt.

I am sweet.

Mr. Amari is a sweet person.

Do you have a girlfriend?

"Garfrendo"?

Do you have a girlfriend?

No.

Did you ever have a girlfriend?

Yes.

Did you talk a lot
with her father?

Miko, stop that.

I... didn't know her father.

So you never talked about your
relationship with his daughter?

No.

It, uh, wasn't serious.

We didn't have any expectations.

So that's what makes a
relationship serious?

Not whether you have the
permission from the father.

I'm sorry, Kristofer-san.

Could you give us privacy?

Damn it.

"A calm sea but waves

"high as a mountain,

breaking inside my head."

Hello?

You found her?

That's...

that's great to hear.

I'll be right with you.

Thank you so much.

Mm.

Thank you so much. Thank you.

Goodbye. Goodbye.

The electoral register.
That's where we found her.

Oh, my God.

I have a friend at
the British Library.

Thank you so much.

Now, I have to ask
you to check out

no later than this afternoon,

as we are closing
down the hotel.

No problem.

Of course.

Kristofer-san...

you like cherry blossom?

Um, yeah.

Very fragrant. You smell.

They are plastic!

Oh, very funny, Hitomi.

Thank you, sir.

There she is.

Hitomi, you have a guest.

A guest?

Who is it?

- Good morning.
- Good morning.

Hitomi, can't you remember me?

I am Kristofer.

Kristofer-san?

Please. Please
keep your distance.

No touching.

- You old now.
- You haven't changed at all.

You now older than me.

Are you still a communist?

I was always more
of an anarchist.

Now I'm just old.

You still very
funny, Kristofer-san.

Come. This way.

Goto-san, Takahashi-san
in the kitchen.

Such a strange
kitchen. You remember?

Yeah, I remember.

An old bakery.

Mm-hmm.

Oh, and here just Takahashi-san.

Where is this taken?

Mm.

Oh, in Japan, after
they moved back.

So they moved back home?

Yes. Takahashi-san contact
me many years later.

But what about Miko?

Miko, she only contact me

when, uh, Takahashi-san
die in 2004.

Where in Japan was she living?

I don't know.

But I think I might
have a letter.

Let me have a look.

It should be in here.

Yeah.

Here.

Huh.

- And it has a return address.
- Yeah, yeah.

So they moved back
where they came from.

Yes.

That was the only
time I hear from Miko.

Yeah.

It's like we never left.

He's still stuck there.

In Tokyo?

No.

Hiroshima.

Hey, Barry. Did you find
anything in Japanese?

- Yeah.
- Great.

This is the only thing I found,

but it should give you an
insight into the aftermath

from their perspective.

- Okay. Perfect. Thank you.
- It's good to see you again.

You, too, Barry.
Have a good day.

The sky was filled with smoke and
dust. Then black rain started to fall.

First they were quarantined, considered
victims of a mysterious disease.

The disease was
radiation sickness.

Such a big monkfish.

What's your name?

"Uh, I don't understand.

Don't you speak English?"

You're so funny, Takahashi.

Hello.

Oh, Kristofer-san.

- I'm a so beautiful monkfish.
- Fish.

Don't you think?

You are really
cute, Mr. Monkfish.

Oh!

- Oh. Kristofer-san.
- Uh-huh?

You know haiku?

Yeah, I've heard of it.

- Uh, Japanese poem.
- Mm-hmm.

- Only three lines.
- Mm-hmm.

Very, very simple.

Very, very difficult.

- I wrote a haiku about a fish.
- Uh-huh.

This one in Japanese.

You read.

Oh...

No, I can't. I...

I just started
learning, Takahashi-san.

Try. I'll help.

I'll help.

Try.

Uh...

- This is...
- Mm.

On dry land, the fish

pretends not to speak a word.

"Iwana." Iwana is a fish.

Of Japanese language.

On dry land, the fish pretends not
to speak a word of Japanese language.

Thank you.

This is a haiku.

Hai. Uh, sometimes,

uh, there is a personal
confession in haiku.

- Interesting. Mm?
- Really?

So...

Listen everyone.

Once I worked in a restaurant
where they had a haiku bowl.

Everyone wrote a haiku
and put it in the bowl.

Takahashi-san wants
us to write haiku

and put it in the bowl.

No. No, no.

I'm going to put it here.

All of you write one. You too.

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

Thank you for
coming, Naruki-San.

I'm Takahashi.

- Nice to meet you.
- Excuse the short notice.

Please have a seat.

♪ Betty came by on her way ♪

Calm sea.

♪ Said she had a word to say ♪

♪ 'Bout things today ♪

♪ And fallen leaves... ♪

The waves are calm.

- Kristofer.
- Yeah?

There's two guests
asking for you.

- For me?
- Mm-hmm.

Hello.

I didn't know you
like Japanese food.

How are you?

- I'm fine. How are you?
- Fine, fine.

I thought you had gone
home for the summer.

- We got a job at school.
- Really? Doing what?

Research.

I work for Morgan.
Jonas for Engstrom.

Engstrom?

You always said he was an idiot. What changed?
- That's not true.

For God's sake, don't start
with that communist nonsense.

We just came to say hello.

- How do you like it here?
- Just great.

Aren't they all Japanese?

It's a Japanese restaurant.

You know what it's called.

Kamikaze.

Kamikaze.

When are you coming back?

To school? I'm not coming back.

- You're not?
- No, of course not.

Maybe we should all
become dishwashers.

Then we'd reach
perfect equality.

Sure.

Well, I have to get
back to do your dishes.

- Cheers.
- Good luck.

Sorry to keep you waiting.

On dry land, the fish.

Thank you for waiting, sir.

- Would you please put down the table?
- Yes.

- Thank you.
- Here is your meal.

Would you like
something to drink?

- Red wine.
- Red wine it is. I'll bring it to you.

- Thank you.
- Thank you very much.

Hai.

525...

525-2665

229.

On dry land

the fish.

On dry land.

♪ Happy birthday to you. ♪

♪ Happy birthday,
dear Kobayashi. ♪

♪ Happy birthday to you. ♪

Doctor Kobayashi is very happy.

Fifty years old and
still so handsome.

Did you give him
a birthday kiss?

Miko!

♪ Happy birthday,
dear Kobayashi. ♪

♪ Happy birthday to you. ♪

Thank you very much.

Congratulations.

Kristofer, you don't
know the birthday song?

Uh, no. I've never
heard it before.

You know,

Kristofer sings in
a choir in Iceland.

Oh, you sing in a choir?

And you don't tell me?

Why don't you sing a
song for Dr. Kobayashi?

No.

Please sing.

No, no, no, no.

I'm not that good.
It's not a good idea.

Just one song.

One Icelandic song.

You can do it.

Do it for me.

Okay.

Um...

Okay.

♪ Looking back on
days gone by. ♪

♪ Precious to my heart. ♪

♪ Those sweet memories ♪

♪ stay with me day and night. ♪

♪ So never, ever I forget. ♪

Hai.

It was very good.

A beautiful voice.

I didn't know you could sing.

It was very good.

Jesus Christ.

Morning. You are up
early, Kristofer.

- Good morning.
- You want some breakfast?

- Uh...
- Bacon? Sausage?

Uh, no, Mrs. Ellis. Thank
you. I'm late for work.

Too early to be late.

Bit of fried bread?
Grease your lungs.

Bye-bye.

Funny boy.

Arai-san is not so good today.

Too much drinking last night.

Yeah, he was having
a lot of fun.

You make torikatsu.

- Me?
- Yes, you.

- Um, Takahashi-san.
- Hmm?

Uh, I've been wondering.

Would it be okay if I
came here in the morning

to practice cooking?

I'd-I'd clean up after myself
and pay for whatever I used.

No.

- You don't pay.
- Mm.

What do you want to cook?

I'd just like to see if
I can make the, you know,

the traditional
breakfast myself.

I-If that's okay.

Of course, Kristofer-san.

Thank you.

Thank you very much.

Thank you.

- Here's your appetizer.
- Thank you.

- A beer for Mr. Yamamoto.
- Okay.

Takahashi-san.

Hitomi. It's not a dead fly.

Oh. Kristofer-san.

What is it?

"A calm sea,

"but waves, high as a mountain,

breaking inside my head."

Waves only in the head.

Very emotional.

You're a good poet.

Arai-san, have you
seen Kristofer?

♪ He ♪
♪ is out in the backyard. ♪

Dad says you want to be a cook.

- He told you that?
- Mm-hmm.

Uh, no, no.

Well, I-I just want to
see if I can make the...

you know, the traditional
breakfast properly.

And who's going to
be the judge of that?

Me, I guess.

Do you want me to come?

Yes.

But you can't be too
tough on me, though.

Are you afraid of that?

Yes.

Miko, I'm terrified of you.

Dear passengers, we'll
be landing in 10 minutes.

Please fasten your seat belts.

Keep your electric devices
turned off until landing.

We've yet to talk about
Sonja, your daughter.

How old was she when
you started dating?

- Wasn't she...
- She was turning seven.

Seven.

How did she respond to you?

- Just fine.
- Really well.

Does she call you 'Dad'?

Usually she does.

But 'Kristofer' if I upset her.

That rarely happens.
He overindulges her.

How so?

Well, I'm the one who ends
up setting her boundaries.

Did you ever discuss having
children of your own?

Inga thought it might be
too much for Sonja at first.

Then time passed and...

Mm-hmm.

So you chose to postpone
having more children?

Yes.

Was that the reason?

No.

Hello, mate.

- What can I get you?
- Hey. Good morning.

- Um...
- Clams.

We've got some quahogs from
Dorset. Slightly sweet.

Razors from Shetland. The
Scots call them "spoots."

Cherrystones from Essex.

Here you are. Try this.

Thank you so much.

Sweet and salty.

"TO KRISTOFER-SAN."

"A GENTLE SOUL."

Welcome.

- Good morning.
- Good morning.

You look good in that jacket.

Thank you very much.

- It's from my father, right?
- That's correct.

Delicious.

- Mm?
- Mm-hmm.

Thank you.

Thank you.

So, what do you do when
you're not working here?

I read, listen to music,

try to study Japanese.

Well, sounds like you're
doing really well.

Thank you.

Do you miss home?

Mm.

- Uh, Iceland.
- Mm-hmm.

Sometimes.

- What about you?
- This is my home now.

Oh, no, I mean, um, Hiroshima.
Do you miss Hiroshima?

Hiroshima...

There's nothing left.

We left a long time ago,
and we're not going back.

- I'm sorry.
- It's okay.

I put, um, clams in the soup.

Cherrystones from, uh, Essex.

I'm sorry. I can't
sit like this.

My knees aren't Japanese.

What was your girlfriend's name?

Uh, Hildur.

- Does she live in Iceland?
- Mm-hmm.

Did you sleep with her?

Yes.

How was it?

Excuse me?

Was it good?

Yes.

But it wasn't serious?

No.

So you didn't love her?

I was fond of her.

So, um...

why did you come here to work?

Because of you.

Um...

When we met?

When you were leaving...

Mm-hmm.

And I was coming in.

I told Dad not to hire you.

You told him not to hire me?

Mm-hmm.

Why?

So that he would.

♪ Kiss all the
pretty ones goodbye ♪

♪ Give every one a
penny that cries ♪

♪ You can throw all
my Tranquil pills ♪

♪ Away... ♪

- Welcome to our hotel.
- Good day.

Good day.

- I need to take your temperature.
- Thank you.

You're fine. The
reception is there.

- Good day.
- Good day.

Welcome to the Candeo hotel.

Thank you so much.
I'm happy to be here.

You speak Japanese.

Just a little.

I must ask you to read
our new guidelines.

It's written in English as well.

- You also have to wear this mask.
- Yes. I understand.

♪ Days begin ♪

♪ I'm tired of holdin'
my stomach in ♪

The moonlight,

it's cold.

I feel it.

♪ I'll take Sears and
Roebuck dolls gladly... ♪

I don't feel anything.

Really?

♪ 'Cause my autumn's ♪

- Nothing?
- Mm-mm.

♪ Done come ♪

Close your eyes.

♪ My autumn's done come ♪

♪ Done come ♪

- Still nothing? Nothing?
- No.

Have a seat.

- Ready to order?
- Today's special.

One today's special, please!

Here you are. Fish
broth dipping noodles.

Thank you.

Kutaragi-san, welcome!

This is very good.

I'll have dipping
noodles and dumplings.

Dipping noodles and dumplings!

Your usual dish.

Thank you.

Isn't it tasty?

I'm Kutaragi.

- Kristofer.
- Eh?

I'm Kristofer.

- Kristofer.
- Yeah.

- Kristofer.
- Okay.

English?

Icelandic.

But I lived in England.

Oh, really? So did I.

- Yeah?
- London?

Yeah. 51 year ago.

- A long time ago.
- Oh.

1973, I arrived.

Salaryman.

First job in London,

selling oil to European
shipping company.

Next job, import
steel for transformer.

Very successful,

Kristofer-san.

Excuse me.

Uh-huh.

My daughter.

Kristofer. It's March 20th.

- Everything all right?
- Oh, yes.

Do you have children,
Kutaragi-san?

My son, he's salaryman like me.

Very busy.

Too busy for old father.

I thought I had
put it on silent.

Sorry.

- Your daughter again?
- Yeah.

It's about her birthday.

Oh, you forget her birthday?

Oh, yes. And what's even worse,

I forget to tell her
about me going to Japan.

Oh.

Not good, eh?

- I know. I know.
- Kristofer-san...

not good.

He's everywhere.

Who?

Jesus.

Mrs. Ellis is really religious.

She screwed and
stuck it to the wall.

Is he supposed to
keep an eye on you?

Well, I hope not.

I'm gonna be in big trouble.

I can't stand it.

I felt like he looked at
me differently when I left.

Takahashi-san.

That's just your imagination.

Why can't he know about us?

I mean, why does he
have to know about us?

So we can stop sneaking around.

I don't get it.

Thought you said he liked me.

He does like you.

I just don't understand.

What is it that you
don't understand?

- Kristofer.
- Morning.

Your friend, the young
lady, where is she from?

She's from here.

And before that?

Japan.

Mm. Be careful.

'Futsu-shu.'

Uh, basic sake.

And, uh...

'Junmai Daiginjo, Hakkaisan.'

Very premium.

- Strong.
- Strong.

- We'll have some Hakkaisan, please.
- Yes.

It's very tasty.

Why did you come here?

I always dreamt
of visiting Japan.

Mm-hmm.

Ooh. Here.

- Cheers to our friendship.
- Cheers to our friendship.

Oh, sounds good.

- Cheers.
- Cheers.

- Very good.
- Good.

I marry in 1970.

When my wife died,

I feel very lonely.

40 years married.

40 years.

You ever hear the
Japanese word "kodokushi"?

No.

My Japanese is not that good.

It means "fear of dying alone."

You even have a
special word for that.

Kristofer-san.

You are not here
just to visit Japan.

Why did you come all this way?

Don't worry.

Dad won't be home
until after midnight.

He never is.

And what about the
neighbors? They might see us.

Well, they don't care for us,
and we don't talk to them.

Dad likes it that way.

My mother.

And this is Miko, right?

That's me.

Come.

My mum painted them.

Dad and Mum lived in Hiroshima.

And... Grandma and Grandpa
were visiting that day.

It was the summer holidays,

so Dad and a few others were
repairing a school roof...

just outside Hiroshima
when the bomb fell.

Mum was six months pregnant.

I don't know how Dad managed
to find the ruins of the house.

He says he has no memory of it.

Only of the burned earth

and the black rain...

and the river

filled with floating corpses.

When Dad found Mum,

she herself was badly burned.

She gave birth to me
a month prematurely.

And she died a year later.

So I'm still a hibakusha.

- Hitomi.
- Yes?

Can I ask you something?

Of course.

This word, "hibakusha,"
uh, what does it mean?

Where did you hear that word?

I just saw it somewhere.

You should learn
different Japanese words.

Uh, can't you just
tell me what it means?

It means "atomic bomb survivor."

And what if you can't find her?

It's been a long time.

Yeah. You know something?

Lots of Japanese people,

they travel all
the way to Iceland

in hope of seeing
the northern lights.

But knowing that they
might not, they still go.

- Eh.
- I understand...

- Yeah.
- Kristofer-san.

Life very short.

Always good to sing.

♪ Until we meet again, ♪

♪ the day we can meet again. ♪

♪ Where will you be? ♪

♪ What will you be doing? ♪

♪ I don't want to know. ♪

♪ I don't want to ask. ♪

♪ For we would hurt each ♪
♪ other like we used to. ♪

Everybody!

♪ When we close the
door together. ♪

♪ When we erase the
name together. ♪

♪ Our hearts will speak to us. ♪

I love you, Miko.

What?

I love you.

I love you, Kristofer.

Sonja dear,

I forgot to tell you
that I'm in Japan.

I'm on the Tokyo
Express to Hiroshima.

I'm sorry I missed your
birthday. Again, I know.

I hope you had a good day.

Speak soon. Bye.

- Good day.
- Good day.

Thank you.

- Thank you very much.
- Thank you very much.

Good bye.

Slice it very thin. Gently.

Very good.

Well done.

We haven't seen you since
your birthday party.

- Good afternoon.
- Good afternoon.

Thank you for taking the time to come, doctor.
- No problem.

Good evening.

Welcome.

- Roses?
- You want to buy roses?

- Big, small or medium?
- Medium.

- Red or pink?
- Pink.

"TAKAHASHI, MIKO"

What are you going to
do for the holiday?

Yamamoto-san complains that
we close for the holiday.

I said, "One week,
Yamamoto-san. Only one week.

You eat somewhere
else for one week."

He said, "No, eight days.

You close for eight days."

So, what are you going to do?

Uh... don't know.

- No?
- No.

Uh, don't have anything planned.

Oh. Oh...

What about you, Takahashi?
Are you going somewhere?

We go somewhere, yes.

Really?

Takahashi never goes anywhere.

Takahashi-san never go anywhere.

Make sure to lock up.

Yeah. Of course.

- Hi.
- Hi.

I didn't expect to
see you tonight.

Is everything okay?

Um, I have something for you.

For me?

It's fragile.

Thank you.

It was my mum's cup.

She made it.

Fujisan.

Fujisan. It's beautiful.

Are there Japanese
people in Iceland?

Um, not that I know of.

Any Asian people?

Probably at the embassies or...

That's it?

Yeah.

Wh-What's going on, Miko?

Can you tell me what
you're thinking?

Miko?

Hi Dad.

Have you found your friend?

Won't you just come home?

I'm worried about you.

Did they fire you?

Uh, no, we're
closed for vacation.

Oh.

Until tomorrow.

I go back to work tomorrow.

Someone brought
this in yesterday.

Said it was for you.

Who?

A Oriental gentleman.

"KRISTOFER-SAN"

Kristofer-san.

What's going on? What happened?

Takahashi-san
closed down Nippon.

He closed it down? When?

Tuesday. I-It
happened very fast.

He asked me to take
care of the fish.

Where's Miko?

I don't see Miko, but I think
she leave with Takahashi-san.

Leave? Leave where?

Takahashi-san don't say.

- Okay.
- Can you take that side?

- Is that too heavy?
- No, it's fine.

Take it carefully.

Uh, excuse me. What's going on?

Where's the family
that lives here?

They've gone. We're moving in.

Good morning.

Good morning.

Excuse me. Excuse me.

I'm sorry if I startled you.

Do you speak English?

Do you speak English?

I don't.

Takahashi-san. Miko-san.

Do you know her?

Who are you?

My name is Kristofer Hannesson.

Kristofer.

- Should I write it down?
- No need.

Do you know Miko?

I do.

Wait a second.

Oh, take off your mask.

Ah. Uh...

The elevator is out of order

so we'll take the stairs.

Miko has been ill.

She got the virus.

She just came home from
the hospital yesterday.

How is she?

She was very sick.

She is still weak.

- This is my stop. You go ahead.
- Thank you.

You need to go on to
the seventh floor.

There is a chair in
front of Miko's door.

- You talk to her there.
- Off you go.

Thank you very much.

Is that really you?

Yes.

I hope you had a good life.

Nothing to complain about.

Miko, shouldn't you be resting?

I can come some other
day if you like.

No. The doctors say

I'm no longer contagious, but...

I don't know.

I...

I brought you some flowers.

They...

they might need water.

Miko?

Yes.

Kristofer.

Miko.

Forgive me.

You don't need to...

Oh. Forgive me.

Mm.

Forgive me.

Mm.

Oh.

You're still here.

I'm not going anywhere.

- What time is it?
- Midday.

Already?

Mm. But you needed the rest.

You want some tea?

Thank you.

Green tea?

Mm.

I looked you up later.

Much later.

You did?

I found you.

You were married.

You must have hated me.

Never.

But I was angry for
a long, long time.

I'm sorry.

Ah.

It's nice to get some fresh air.

You still smoke?

Is that a problem?

Reminds me on our first talk.

Oh.

In the backyard at Nippon.

Exactly.

I've pictured us
there so many times,

but more in my room.

We're alone,

and you start asking
about my father.

I was so scared of him,
that he might come home.

Hashimoto-san told me

that you worked with children.

Children.

They became my
passion, you know?

I never married.

Do you remember the word...

"hibakusha"?

Yes, of course.

Atomic bomb survivor.

Yes.

Well, I was 11

when Dad first told me
what happened to Mum.

About the bombing of Hiroshima.

Until then, I only knew that
we had lived here in Hiroshima

before we moved to Tokyo.

But now...

he felt he had no
choice but to tell me.

That was the first time I
heard the word "hibakusha."

There was a lot
of discrimination.

There still is, in some way.

People thought it
was hereditary.

Some people thought
it was contagious.

Dad wanted to get
away from it all,

so we moved to London.

You know, at first, his
rules and prohibitions

- didn't affect me.
- Hmm.

But then I hit puberty.

There are imperfections
inside you.

Inside,

you're damaged.

This child,

is severely disabled.

The child was in the womb when the
mother was exposed to radiation.

Like you,

she is a hibakusha.

But Dad.

There's no evidence I can't
have healthy children.

You promised me.

If you bear a child like this,

you won't be able
to take care of it.

Do you remember when Naruki

came to the restaurant?

That's when Dad told
him I was a hibakusha.

That was enough.

But I didn't care.

I had met you.

And then something
changed, didn't it?

Yes.

I thought I found the answer.

Persuading Dad wasn't easy,

but he agreed.

Of two evils,

sterilization was better

than having to trust
me to keep my promise.

Sterilization?

I thought that was the only way.

Excuse me.

I have an appointment
with Dr. Kobayashi.

Takahashi-san.

I've been expecting you.

Please, this way.

I'll examine you by hand.

Your uterus is a bit enlarged.

When was the last time
you had your period?

Dad didn't ask who
the father was.

The father?

I told him.

He was so fond of you.

I thought it would
help, but it didn't.

I was gonna tell you
about my pregnancy,

but I lost my courage.

To Dad, I had committed
the crime he most feared.

He was convinced the
baby was disabled.

I started believing it, too.

He ordered me to stay at home.

He closed Nippon,

paid the staff,
booked our flights,

all in a matter of days.

Said goodbye to no one.

We moved to Takehara,
village east of here.

This was where his roots were.

Where he had buried my mother.

After everything,

after more than 20 years away...

after he had escaped,

he came back.

Is my baby okay?

It looks fine.

- Congratulations.
- Thank you very much.

Sign.

Important papers. Just sign.

The doctor says,

the defects will appear later.

His name is Akira.

Your son's name is Akira.

He looks like you.

We were very lucky.

He was adopted by good people.

The husband is Australian,

the wife Japanese.

Mm. Akira.

- You said the name was Akira.
- Yes.

I love the sound of it.

Guess what he does.

He's a chef.

- No.
- Yes.

He runs a restaurant in Kure.

It-It's an oyster boat
on the river Sakai.

He cooks everything himself.

Oh, he's a very good chef.

And I go see him
every week for lunch.

Does he know about you?

No, he'll never know.

I... I'm a regular.
I-I sit at the bar.

Oh, we talk of this and that,

of, uh, food, the weather.

And...

he has two daughters.

- No.
- Yes.

The older is an engineer.

The younger studies
history at university.

- Okay.
- Yeah.

Come.

Welcome to the restaurant,
this way please.

Thank you very much.

- Miko-san, good to see you again.
- Thank you very much.

- How are your daughters doing?
- They are fine, thank you.

This is my friend from Iceland.

Iceland?

We met in London.

This is Akira-san.

This is Kristofer Hannesson-san.

Kristofer-san... Welcome to
my restaurant "Kakibune."

Mm.

- Are you alright, sir?
- I'm fine.

I'm fine. I'm fine.

Good.

- He can speak a little Japanese.
- Yes, he can.

- Enjoy your meal.
- Thank you.

See how he looks like you.

Do you still sing?

Less and less.

There's little left of my voice.

Hmm.

Well, what was the song you sang

at the birthday party at Nippon?

You mean...

You talking about that one?

That was when I fell
in love with you.

Think that would work again?

You can try.

Oh.

You're still shy.

- Oh, yeah. Can't help it.
- After all these years.

Can't help it.

Mmm.

Yeah.

♪ Looking back at
days gone by. ♪

♪ Precious to my heart. ♪

♪ Those sweet memories ♪

♪ stay with me day and night. ♪

♪ So never, ever I forget. ♪