Original subtitles

A NIKKATSU PRODUCTION

What did you do?

You startled me.

I thought you might kill me.

I'm sorry, Father.

It's all right.

I still seem to have some fresh red blood in me.

Not bad for an old man.

I'm truly sorry.

Just continue.

Don't miss anything.

Yes, Father.

Saburo, wait.

What is it, ma'am?

Were you watching me?

Yes.

For long?

No, not really.

Why didn't you say anything?

I'm sorry.

It's not proper to spy on people.

Could you tell what I was thinking?

No, I couldn't.

Then why were you smiling?

Were you smiling for no reason? Is that it?

That's no way for a servant to behave.

You were so beautiful,

the way you were looking at that statue.

You were so beautiful I felt jealous.

Just go now.

And don't ever say such inappropriate things again.

I retired from business

soon after the Korean War,

so ifs been over ten years now.

The young folks say I didn't retire,

that I was forced out, but -

You won't go back?

I wouldn't be of any use even if I did.

And your family? Your wife passed away?

Yes, and the family I have left are all nuisances:

my eldest son Kensuke and his wife,

and my divorced daughter Asako and her kids.

They're all freeloading off me.

There's also my second son's widow and the servants,

which makes ten of us.

Only the gardener and I actually do anything,

and we can? handle all the work.

Head over to the left,

toward the woods.

I want to sell the plot from the river to the woods.

That's my second son's widow.

I sold half of our property today.

So I heard. That's good.

No, it's not. It was a tough decision.

I want you to be more productive.

I can't even pay our taxes.

But Father, I can't change.

Chieko and I enjoy this dull, aimless lifestyle.

I have no desire to get back on my feet.

Etsuko's the same way. Right?

Besides, I don't just fool around.

Lecturing at the university is just a hobby.

Teaching Greek once a week.

Who cares?

You don't even earn enough for basic expenses.

And it's not just the money.

I can't stand watching

a 40-year-old man loaf around the house all day.

Excuse me.

Wanna watch Popeye?

Popeye the sailorman

Let's all watch him together

And you -

why haven't you had any children?

If you did, Kensuke might -

Father, that's impossible. I'm sterile.

Fitting for a worthless idler like me.

We have our hopes pinned on you and Etsuko.

If Etsuko had your baby,

we could adopt it.

Stop talking nonsense!

Joking can go too far!

Father, you shouldn't drink so much.

Let me have that.

Please excuse me.

Have you been sleeping well'?

Yes.

Ifs so quiet...

unlike Tokyo.

You shouldn't lie.

I said you shouldn't lie.

Why haven't you been able to sleep?

Is it me'?

Or this house'?

No.

If I had to say,

ifs because ifs too quiet at night.

THIRST FOR LOVE

In any case, you should never lie.

Produced by KANO OTSUKA Based on the Novel by YUKIO MISHIMA

Screenplay by SHIGEO FUJITA and KOREYOSHI KURAHARA

What would you do if you had a chance to remarry?

Cinematography by YOSHIO MAMIYA Production Design by KAZUHIKO CHIBA

That would be unthinkable right now.

You do have offers, you know.

Why do you keep hinting at that?

You know I would decline.

Music by TOSHIRO MAYUZUMI Edited by AKIRA SUZUKI

You're not lying?

You'll always stay with me?

Starring

RURIKO ASAOKA AKIRA YAMAUCHI NOBUO NAKAMURA

Yes, Father.

YUKO KUSUNOKI YOKO KOZONO CHITOSE KURENAI TETSUO ISHIDATE

You keep calling me “Father.”

It kind of bothers me.

But Father...

what else could I call you?

That's true.

Then tell me, Etsuko...

you really do love me?

Not just as your father-in-law?

Yes, Father.

Directed by KOREYOSHI KURAHARA

“Never take anything too seriously.”

That was Etsuko's creed.

Walking barefoot hurts one's feet.

Just as shoes are necessary to walk,

clichéd notions are necessary for survival.

Ma)' I help you?

A pomelo, please.

- Which one? - That big one.

Don't wrap it. Put it in here.

It's heavy. How much?

Nine hundred yen.

- May I help you? - I'd like some socks.

What kind?

- Two plain pairs. - For everyday wear?

I'll take these.

- Etsuko. - Thanks for coming.

Father insisted I pick you up.

And I came along.

Did you get that pomelo for Ryosuke's spirit?

- They didn't have any, right? - Why?

We made a bet just now.

Chieko said they were out of season.

I bet that you'd find one.

Chieko and I must strike you as an odd couple.

I'm sure I must appear strange in your eyes too.

Not at all.

You're the Sugimoto family's last hope,

a sacrifice offered to the cruel tyrant.

I'm grateful.

Thanks to you, I can be on equal terms with Father.

You're the gap in his armor.

You've taken that arrogant dictator

and made him your humble slave.

Isn't that wonderful?

You just want to see it that way.

I'm neither savior nor sacrifice.

So could one say that right now

you feel neither hope nor despair?

I suppose.

Now that you mention it, I've completely forgotten such emotions.

My husband is nice, isn't he?

I think he's attracted to you.

Why?

We were making love recently, and he called me by your name.

I gave him hell.

You don't get jealous?

Not really.

I have too much respect.

For whom?

My husband.

And you too, of course.

I'm home.

Welcome back.

I didn't expect you so early.

I was looking at this. I hope you don't mind.

No, there's nothing embarrassing in there.

I was worried how you felt about me.

Reading it set my mind at ease.

I found a pomelo.

That's good.

Ryosuke's spirit will be pleased.

Father doesn't know.

That diary's a fake.

I never write anything revealing in it.

It's a diary meant to be read.

What use could it be?

Good morning.

Morning. Are you always out working this early?

Yes.

- You like working? - Not really.

Ma'am, please get her leash.

These are for you.

I bought them yesterday

especially for you.

Thank you.

You can alternate the two pairs.

Maggie!

Don't tell anyone I gave you those.

Maggie!

You kids shouldn't be in here. Your mother will scold you.

Let's go.

Shall I help?

Don't be silly. You couldn't.

Yes, I could.

You want to try?

Why aren't you wearing those socks?

They're too good for me.

They weren't expensive. Why not wear them?

All right.

Ma'am!

Saburo.

What on earth are you doing?

What happened?

Nothing.

Madam just fainted, that's all.

What are you thinking about, Etsuko?

Ryosuke...

or Saburo'?

I was just wondering if anybody lived in that castle.

Few people would think about such things.

And what have you concluded?

There's nobody there.

I see.

You're lonely. You hate people.

Yet you can't live alone.

Paradoxical, but I understand.

There's a large hollow inside your body,

a vacant room you always need someone to rent.

In other words, you actually like people.

People, people, people.

Etsuko, you're actually quite sane.

Far more psychologically healthy than me, in fact.

Don't be so hard on yourself.

Rimbaud wrote a poem called “Happiness.”

“O seasons, O castles...

where is the soul without flaw?

O seasons, O castles...

I pursued the magic lore of happiness, which no one escapes.”

“O seasons, O castles...

where is the soul without flaw?”

I want to say it resides in the scent of your hair.

May I kiss you?

Your hair's rather coarse,

though it looks amazingly soft.

Oh, look at the lovebirds.

This came for you just now.

It's the asthma medicine I ordered from America.

It really works.

What's wrong?

I should be going.

You needn't rush off on my account.

No, I just remembered something.

Let me see that. Where'd you get this?

The garbage dump. There was another one too.

Lend it to me for a bit.

Where are those socks I gave you?

May I see them?

What's wrong? Why don't you answer?

No need to be so embarrassed.

I already saw them.

Who threw them away? Was it you?

Yes, it was. I'm sorry.

But why?

Tell me clearly and honestly.

I threw them away.

It was me.

What's wrong? Why are you crying?

Crying explains nothing. Tell me the reason.

I don't care about the socks, but I want to know why.

It was really me, ma'am.

They were too good for me...

so I just threw them away.

It was me, ma'am.

That makes no sense.

It's not true, ma'am. I threw them away.

Saburo showed them to me after you gave them to him.

I kept insisting you couldn't have just given them to him.

Then he got mad and told me to keep them.

But I'm a woman. I can't wear men's socks.

That's why I threw them out.

Natsuo!

It's all right. Don't cry.

Making such a fuss over some socks.

Wipe away your tears.

Are you in love with Saburo?

No. I don't like him.

What does he think about you?

Does he like you or not?

I don't know.

We've never discussed it.

Etsuko, come here.

Do you know anything about this?

About what, Father?

It was there the day before yesterday.

Yes.

I've asked everyone, but no one knows.

Any ideas?

What should I do?

It's not a big deal, but still.

I'm sorry, Father.

It was me.

Forgive me. I got careless when I was dusting.

It fell and shattered to pieces.

Really?

You're always so careful.

I don't believe you.

Never mind.

It was a fake anyway.

It isn't a big deal. Get up.

Will you forgive me?

You're a wicked woman.

What would you do if I said no?

I'd leave this house.

What kind of person are you, making threats like that?

I'm terribly sorry, Father.

Get up.

You know why I did that, right?

That was mean, ma'am.

Answer me. Do you know why?

No, I don't.

Isn't it obvious? It had to be you.

What are you talking about?

What happened to the statue?

Father was angry, so I took the blame.

Why?

Because I knew you did it.

Aren't you the culprit?

What are you saying? Where is it?

I don't know.

I already told Mr. Sugimoto so.

Please, Saburo.

Tell me the truth.

Ma'am, why did you suspect me?

And why did you take the blame?

Never mind.

I've taken responsibility. You needn't confess.

But I'm certain it was you. Don't forget that.

Ma'am...

why do you always bully me? I'm just a servant.

Bully you? Me?

All right.

I won't bully you anymore. Let me go.

Sometimes you just disappear. Is this where you come to loaf?

Yes. It's the only time I get to read.

Don't let Mr. Sugimoto catch you.

I'll be careful.

Maggie! Come back!

One day, Etsuko saw Saburo wearing the socks.

He greeted her with an innocent smile, as if nothing had happened.

She had to know.

She had to understand him fully.

Was he alive or dead'?

Was he angry, or was he laughing?

Was he worthless or not'?

He never showed his true form.

She had to skin that young beast.

She'd do whatever it took, no matter how unethical.

Etsuko.

So this is where you are.

What were you doing in his room?

Reading his diary.

You seem interested in Saburo.

It may appear that way.

It does.

I heard you bought him some socks.

Yes, I did. Who told you?

Asako tattled on you.

Everybody thinks it's odd. You should be careful.

Etsuko...

how'd you like to go to Tokyo?

I mean move away from here.

It might lift your spirits a bit.

I'm willing to make a fresh start.

I don't want to go.

We'll get killed if we try to go any further.

Where's Saburo? They all look the same naked.

Indeed! Individuality fades when people are naked.

Four types of bodies, four types of thinking.

Ow! Someone stepped on my foot!

Etsuko!

Etsuko, there you are. We were so worried.

What about the others?

It's awful! Follow me.

- What's happened? - Miyo fainted.

Father's in a panic. - Why'd she faint?

Maybe anemia or epilepsy. She's at the hospital.

What a disgrace. People will talk. Right during a festival.

There's no point getting angry.

Preparing for the festival left her exhausted.

But I was impressed at how quickly you handled the situation.

It's true.

When I got there, the stretcher was already there.

Well done.

Cut the crap!

Leaving an old man alone in an emergency like that!

You're all a disgrace.

Don't worry. She's regained consciousness.

What was the cause?

She's pregnant.

Unbelievable! Girls these days.

Really! It leaves me speechless.

There's no question who the father is.

Yes, it's obvious.

What if I were the father'?

Here's my opinion in a nutshell.

If Saburo is the father, it's his problem to deal with.

It all depends on his moral fiber.

If he shirks his responsibility,

then he's too immoral to be allowed to stay here.

I'll fire him and let Miyo stay.

But she'll have to have an abortion at once.

That's even more immoral -

I'm just saying if it comes to that.

But if Saburo admits his guilt and marries Miyo,

then that would be best.

Then they'll be married.

Those are the two options.

What do you say?

Am I being unreasonable?

Clever plan. Either way, Etsuko loses Saburo.

Asako, what do you say?

Yes, but...

shouldn't we ask Miyo in private first?

Indeed!

“Understand before judging” is what I say.

A dictator like you can't brook any hint of scandal,

but they're just powerless servants.

Let's remember that.

Let's not rush to any conclusions.

Then what do you suggest?

I trust you're not saying we do nothing?

Of course not.

First ask Miyo who the father is.

If it's Saburo, ask for his honest opinion.

Only then can we reach a fair conclusion.

“Understand before judging.”

Ridiculous!

Then what was the point of this meeting?

You're just enjoying this because you have nothing at stake.

You're a gawking onlooker. So shut up!

What about you, Etsuko?

Tell us what you think.

I'm willing to go along with your decision.

Let me ask Saburo for the truth of the matter.

Then I'll let him decide

whether he'll marry her or leave.

Very well. You do that.

Washing dishes and cooking meals like this.

What am I'?

Why am I doing such things'?

What's happening'?

My suffering has yet to truly begin.

Real suffering would freeze my heart,

make my hands tremble,

and bind my feet in place.

Like if did then...

when Ryosuke betrayed me in the end.

What happened to your finger?

I cut it in the kitchen. It's nothing.

You should be more careful.

“There's always a reason behind a woman's carelessness.”

What did Saburo say?

He's still asleep.

The festival went until this morning.

The nerve! After what he's done.

He doesn't know yet.

What?

We adults are running around trying to clean up his mess,

while he barely budges.

I've brought her.

I'm sorry for all the trouble.

Try to get some rest today.

No, I'm perfectly fine now.

Unbelievable, both of them!

Good morning.

I just got up. I'm sorry I slept so late.

I can do the rest.

Never mind. I'm already done.

You're just in time.

We need to talk. Come with me.

You intend to do it outside?

Yes. Follow me.

At that moment, Etsuko still had some hope left in her heart.

Perhaps Saburo would deny everything,

as he'd done with the statue.

Perhaps he'd insist on his innocence despite Miyo's tears.

Perhaps he wasn't even really the father.

These possibilities were the only things

allowing Etsuko to maintain her outward calm.

What did you want to talk about, ma'am?

Walk alongside me.

I can't talk facing backwards.

It's like this:

Saburo...

what would you do if you had to quit this job?

Do you have anywhere to go'?

No, I'd be in a real fix.

So I wouldn't quit.

But what if you were fired'?

Miyo's pregnant.

I know. I heard.

When'?

Just now.

But you haven't seen her yet today.

I ran into her at the back door.

In that brief moment,

as Miyo was entering and Saburo was exiting,

Miyo told him she was pregnant,

casually, as if it were an everyday occurrence.

Etsuko's hope was immediately replaced by a more realistic despair.

Then...

Miyo's baby -

You're the father of her baby?

That's what you wanted to discuss?

Yes.

Are you?

Yes, I think so.

You think so? You're not sure?

No, it's me.

I see.

And...

do you love Miyo?

You don't love her?

Which is it?

Tell me.

You love her, don't you?

No.

What?

What do you mean?

I don't care if you don't love her.

Just tell me your true feelings.

You don't love her, yet you allowed this to happen?

Ma'am, I don't understand.

Is it really all that important?

Yes, it is. Tell me.

The truth is, I don't love her.

You're a lot worse than you seem,

making a girl you don't love pregnant.

You must marry Miyo.

I won't let you refuse.

This family's long been indulgent of its young,

but it won't tolerate such irresponsibility.

Marry her.

That's an order from Mr. Sugimoto.

I have to talk to my mother first.

How do you feel about it?

If that's Mr. Sugimoto's order, I'll do it.

What will your mother say?

I don't know.

But I'm just a servant.

I see.

Then it's more or less settled.

How far are we going?

There's nothing more to discuss,

but let's walk a bit.

Walk in front of me, will you?

Etsuko had sunk her fingernails into that back.

She'd even drawn blood,

yet the next morning he was fine.

Even the scars would be gone the next day.

It was unlikely she would ever even cast a shadow

over this indifferent young man's heart.

Etsuko suddenly felt afraid.

Excuse me, is this the way to Osaka?

Yes, just keep going straight.

Thanks.

That's right.

This street, red in the sunset glow, leads to Osaka.

Etsuko imagined Saburo taking her arm.

She'd lean on that arm covered with golden down,

and they'd just keep walking down this road.

Soon they'd be in Osaka,

in the middle of that tangled metropolis.

They'd be pushed along by the waves of humanity.

She would come to her senses

and look around in amazement.

At that moment,

perhaps Etsuko's true life would begin.

Ma'am... slap me!

The truth is, I'm the one who broke that statue.

I broke it and buried it in the field.

Ma'am, I want you to slap me again!

Please.

Let's go back.

It's late.

Taking note of Etsuko's matter-of-fact report,

Sugimoto made Saburo and Miyo's relationship public.

Two weeks later, on October 26,

Saburo went to the Tenri sect's autumn convention,

where he spoke to his mother

and made plans for the wedding.

Sugimoto approached the matter with a sort of ardor.

His suggestion that they all go the beach

was just an extension of that ardor.

Saburo, sing something.

All right.

Our heavenly ancestor watches over

All things throughout time

Our heavenly ancestor watches over

All things throughout time

Only then did Etsuko's suffering truly begin.

Etsuko!

You fool!

Father...

I'll go to Tokyo.

You've decided? Good.

The sooner the better.

The end of this month.

I'll make arrangements immediately.

It's best for you, me, and everyone.

- Father. - What?

There's something I need to ask of you first.

What is it? Anything...

While Saburo's away for the next three days,

I want Miyo to get an abortion.

That's an outrageous thing to ask.

I can't allow that baby to remain within her.

It's obscene!

If that's done...

they can get married or do whatever they want.

I'll support them wholeheartedly.

We're leaving anyway.

Then why not just let it go?

Precisely because we're leaving.

I wonder if Miyo will agree to it.

I'll ask her.

No, I'll beg her.

If you don't let me do this,

I'll leave tomorrow for Osaka alone.

I'll find a job there.

There you go overreacting again.

This is my reply to what you said the other day.

You're a willful woman.

Do as you like.

But...

What about Saburo?

I don't think he'll take it lying down.

You don't?

You think it'll work?

No.

But I'm certain he won't quit his job here.

If you say so, I won't stop you.

But I won't be responsible for whatever happens.

Let's just make that clear.

Good morning.

I'll be on my way. - Take care.

Talk to your mother.

Bring her here to meet Miyo.

She can stay a few days.

Thank you.

It's for the best for both of you.

Having a child at your age will weigh you down.

It's your life,

so think it over carefully.

I'm absolutely not forcing you.

I haven't said anything to Saburo yet.

He's a man.

He can't understand a woman's feelings.

So I'm saying this while he's away.

Give me your answer in the next few days.

You have three days. Think it over.

Ma'am.

I'll have an abortion.

Are you sure? That was quick. You needn't decide right away.

No...

it's all right.

Please arrange it.

I wonder what Saburo will say.

I'll talk to Saburo.

Don't worry.

Miyo says she's quitting and going back home.

Why?

Thank you for everything.

I'd like to quit.

You needn't be concerned.

It's nothing.

You're sorry you did it, aren't you?

Are you afraid to see Saburo? - No.

She's asked for a lot of money.

So that's it.

You want money?

This is blackmail, isn't it?

Is money all you want?

Father, give it to her. Lots of it.

Easy for you to say!

Until we find a replacement -

We have no right to stop her from quitting.

We'll Pay-

I'll give you my entire allowance.

Ma'am, you'll pay dearly for what you've done.

Etsuko replied,

“I don? care if Fm punished.

In fact, that's what I want.”

Bad news: Saburo's back.

I see.

You've really got some nerve.

Even if he's upset, what can he do now?

You're right, but -

Oh, and guess what. He's alone.

Alone?

He didn't bring his mother?

No. Isn't that strange?

Yes, it is.

Etsuko, let me speak to Saburo.

You can trust me.

I'll say she had to rush home to care for a sick parent.

Isn't that better than the truth?

No, I'll tell him.

Saburo needs to know beyond a doubt

that this was all my doing.

I need to tell him.

So don't say anything before I do.

For the next two days,

Etsuko was surrounded by an eerie calm.

They were to depart for Tokyo the next day.

Their preparations were complete.

But nothing about Saburo's attitude had changed.

Her serenity, betraying nothing on the surface,

was like the temporary, misleading recovery

of a terminally ill patient.

Everyone suppressed their uneasiness with feigned innocence.

Father, don't you understand you're not up to this anymore?

You'll just be a laughing-stock.

You're taking Etsuko, an outsider,

but leaving us behind.

Aha! The truth comes out.

You're just being selfish.

I won't be swayed by your egotism.

EGOTISM

Do you need something?

Listen...

after the farewell party tonight,

at 1:00 a.m.,

could you wait for me in the vineyard?

I must speak to you before I go.

Well? Will you come?

To the vineyard?

Yes. Will you come or not?

I'll be there.

At 1:00 a.m.

Don't let anyone know. - All right.

Kensuke -

Leave me alone! Tonight let me drink.

Father...

I want to move out too.

And go where?

Osaka. I'll find a job.

You could commute from here.

No, I want to leave this haunted mansion.

Go! Anyone who wants to leave can go!

Cowards, leave if you want

We'll stand firm and guard the haunted house

Until today a tyrant lived here

who was also the sun.

Tomorrow that sun is leaving, and Asako too.

Night will fall on the Sugimotos for forever!

We'll collapse completely.

Tonight's the eve of that collapse, worthy of commemoration.

We're seated at the last supper.

Rise and let us toast

the collapse of the Sugimoto family!

Come on, stand up!

That's it, kids.

What about the adults?

Saburo, you can stand up, right?

Saburo, my kindred spirit!

Kensuke...

are you done with your little speech?

If you have something to say, let it all out.

Tonight's your last chance for self-indulgent pontification.

I know.

Here's hoping you make good in Tokyo

and don't die like a dog.

Why, thanks.

I'll be careful not to do that.

Auf Wiedersehen.

Are you serious?

Yes, I am.

What about the children?

It's better than living with their uncle.

Stop talking like some naive girl.

I'm being more realistic than you two.

This isn't a farewell party. It's a disbanding ceremony.

What do you say? Let's party!

Fitting music for tonight.

Chieko, let's dance. - You're too drunk.

Whose party is this anyway?

Saburo, let's drink.

You're the only one I can count on now.

From now on you'll be my younger - no, my older brother.

Please do imbibe.

Don't force him to drink.

It's just for tonight.

I won't allow it.

It's poison for a minor.

What a nag of a sister!

Let your darling little boy have a drink.

Etsuko, since when did you become Saburo's guardian?

Good one!

Father, have one for Saburo.

“Father" my ass.

What did you say?

That was meant for Etsuko, not you!

Etsuko, who do you think you are?

“Father this, Father that.” You're his mistress!

Think you won't regret this?

You sought refuge here a year ago and spewed poison everywhere,

and now you're taking this old man like a pig to slaughter!

What the hell is next?

And the myth you've woven around Saburo - just giving up on that?

Kensuke.

It's late. Put the children to bed.

I think I'll change the record.

Stay put!

It seems I've said things I shouldn't have.

I'm sorry.

No.

No need to be sorry.

It's all as you say.

You just had no right to say it.

I wanted to smash everything to pieces,

but the only thing that fell apart is me.

No, dear.

Everyone fell apart long ago.

Everyone except Saburo.

You're early.

Is there somewhere to sit?

There's a stool in the greenhouse.

Why don't you sit too?

No, I'm fine.

Miyo left because of me.

I made her get an abortion.

She decided to leave the next day...

but I essentially chased her away.

You didn't know?

No.

I had no idea she got an abortion.

But she was gone.

Didn't you ask anybody why?

There was no need.

I thought about it, and I knew it was your doing.

How?

How? How did you know I broke that statue?

Aren't you angry?

You must be!

You're angry but can't show it.

Why not?

Say something.

I killed your baby.

Don't you feel anything?

Forgive me.

I was suffering...

SO...

I thought you and Miyo had to suffer too.

There was no other way.

Please stop, ma'am.

I'm in no position to forgive you.

We live in different worlds.

Besides, it isn't something that angers or hurts me.

It's no big deal.

No big deal?

Then...

you're saying that everything I did was pointless?

Even after all this, you're still teasing me?

Of course not.

I just didn't care about Miyo as much as you think.

I told you all this before.

I'm not lying. My mother was against it too.

She said I was too young to marry.

So on the way back I tried to think up an excuse for Mr. Sugimoto.

And then Miyo was gone.

So it suited you just fine?

And that's why you didn't bring your mother?

I see.

That's why - - Ma'am...

it's really nothing.

Please don't be concerned.

Look at this.

I burned myself...

because I couldn't stand the pain.

Look.

I did this for you.

You're saying I'm the only one who suffered.

You say not to be “concerned?

Look the other way.

Turn around!

I plunged my long nails into your back at the festival.

I even drew blood.

But there's nothing left now.

I'm the only one who's suffering,

the only one with scars.

Here's my answer:

Go on suffering alone!

I'm going back.

Wait!

Why'd you kill him?

Because you didn't.

I wasn't going to kill him.

Liar!

You wanted to kill him.

But you hesitated.

You were trembling with fear. You lost your nerve.

You're... You're trying to blame me for this?

Not at all.

I'll take care of this myself.

What are you doing?

Just leave it. It was self-defense.

Self-defense, understand?

Why'd you have to kill him?

Because he made me suffer.

But it wasn't his fault.

Yes, it was.

He made me suffer.

Nobody makes me suffer.

You really are a horrifying woman.

What do you plan to do now?

I'm leaving here. Alone.

THE END