Original subtitles

Japanese have been

eating and sleeping on tatami

since antiquity.

The feelings and emotions

that play out within the household

leave their mark on the tatami.

Slowly permeating the layers

over the long passage of time.

Not just happiness and bliss...

but grudges and enmity too.

Cursed

The Shinomiya family massacre

Japanese have been

eating and sleeping on tatami...

Do the fear and hatred the Shinomiyas felt

in their dying moments

live on in their tatami?

Shibata: How's the story coming along?

I'll send it over for editing and proofing

once I'm done.

Shibata: The meeting's on Wednesday.

Shibata: Can I have it by 9pm tonight?

Sorry, can we push it back?

I need a bit more time for this story.

Shibata: You don't have to be

so particular about it.

Yeah, but I want to get it right.

Shibata: Wait, you're not thinking of

spending the night there, are you?

That's the plan.

Shibata: Why are you

so obsessed with this story?

Why are the Japanese...

Why am I so...

Over...

here.

Mother

Your father passed away.

Makoto?

Thank you so much for your help.

I really appreciate it.

Excuse me. May I have a word with you?

Let's talk over there then.

Please excuse me.

(You're home.)

(Are you hungry?)

(Do you want something to eat?)

(No, I'm good.)

All right.

Let me know when you're hungry.

The funeral director needs a photo

of your father for his funeral portrait.

Can you bring me the family album?

Thank you.

Your father looks grumpy in all his photos.

You were so cute back then, Makoto.

Will you stand vigil

over your father's body tonight?

(Shall I take over?)

(You should take a rest.)

Over... here.

Makoto.

Oh, dear.

You're hurt.

Oh, my poor boy.

It must have been really painful.

Look how much you've bled.

I knew this day would come.

I knew one day...

you'd find out.

To be honest

I couldn't care less about any of it.

Be it the house or the inheritance.

But your father couldn't let it go.

So this is what I told him.

"If your brother won't give it to you..."

"Just take it from him."

And this is how...

his brother ended up.

A stain on the tatami.

Just... just give in.

Brother.

I really hate doing this to you.

You're the first-born.

Everyone doted on you, just for that.

You've had everything for yourself.

I've been putting up

with this unfairness my whole life.

Brother...

So... all right?

Just do as I say, please.

Oh... yes. Sorry...

All right now, get to it.

Just half. Half will be good enough...

Here you go, write it down here.

Tell me...

so what if you get half the inheritance?

Huh?

You don't even have an heir.

You married a useless woman who's barren.

How dare you say that!

Start writing now!

You should know your place!

I'm the head of the family!

I am the head...

Your father never smiled again.

But that's all right.

Because...

you came into my life.

Quick, put it over her head.

Stand aside.

Open up!

Open the door!

Open up!

Open the door!

Stop it!

Stop it!

Mummy!

Mummy!

Mummy!

Mummy!

Mummy!

This boy...

is mine.

He's a gift from God.

My child...

I've waited so long for you.

I've waited so long...

My boy.

I was really happy

that you came to me, Makoto.

I loved you so very much!

Makoto...

thank you so much for coming to me.

But I guess it's time to return you.

There's no need to be scared.

I'm coming with you.

All right now...

let's go.

Over here.

Oh yes! I scored a really good deal.

Oh shoot, I should've driven a better bargain.

Hey lady next door, why don't you come out?

Oh I can't, there are monsters out there.

Hide your face with a pot and come out.

Oh I can't, I don't have a pot.

Cover yourself with a blanket and come out.

Oh I can't, my blanket is torn and tattered.

Give me that child.

No, I need that child.

Then give me this child.

No, I need this child too.

Let's pick one together.

Yes, we shall.

You're it.