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K.S.S. presents

A Monkey Town Production

A film by
KOBAYASHI Masahiro

with KAGAWA Teruyuki

TANABE Seiichi

OTSUKA Nene

FLIC

PROLOGUE

CHAPTER |

- Why are you stopping?
- To smoke. Can 7 - OK.

It pisses me off.
Everywhere is "No Smoking".

Mr. Murata...
It's nice out here.

The air is awesome.
It'll change your mind.

It's too soon to say that.

That's true.
We just got here.

Hello?

Mr. Murata?

Is this Mr. Murata?

That's right.

This is Namerikawa.

Can I see you for five minutes?

Please. I beg you.

Out of the question.

Please...
I'm downstairs.

I only want five minutes
of your time.

I beg you.

You're not going to move?

It's surprising that you've stayed.

If it was me...

I couldn't have done it.
I would have gone insane.

-What do you want?
-Well...

You don't want to work?

If you don't go back,
you'll get fired.

I handed in my resignation
a long time ago.

You know very well that
the boss refused it.

You're going to resign again?

-What are you doing?
-I'm writing my letter of resignation.

Are you nuts?

You're not going to resign!

No way!

Last night, I got a call.

Since I have a cellphone now,

they can wake me up at night.

It drives me crazy.

The victim's name is Michiko Kusuda.
20 years old.

A student at Hokkaido University.

We found a return flight
ticket in her bag.

She had arrived in Tokyo from
Hokkaido that very afternoon.

She was killed in Maruyama,
in a love hotel.

She arrived there with
a man at 22:00.

According to the autopsy,

we estimate that the crime
occurred between 23:00 and 02:00.

So... she was killed not long
after she got to the hotel.

Almost as if she came to Tokyo
to get killed.

To get killed?

Yes.

We caught the killer?

How could we arrest him?

Actually, the chief is persuaded
that it's the act of a pervert,

like all the others over
the last couple of months.

It seems to be exactly that
kind of crime...

Congrats.
The case is closed then.

YES!

The killer cannot be caught.

It's been four and a half hours
since we learnt these facts.

It's always so easy, isn't it?

What do you want from me?

The case was closed
in the blink of an eye.

No need for any more detectives.

You have to come with me.

We have to bring the victim's family
to the Station to identify the body.

And I'm the one who must come along?

It's an order from the Chief.

He wants you to work
for your own good.

Can you come now?

And if I refuse?

I'll write this in my report:

"Deputy Superintendent
Mr. Murata wasn't available."

You're being hard on me!

But it's been six months
since we last saw you!

I never stopped taking your side.
I've had it now!

You could try to forget about it, no?

Your wife cannot come back.

Right?

Over here.

Mr. Kusudal

Mr. Ken'ichi Kusudal!

It's the police.

Mr. Kusuda...

Kusudal

Yes?

You're the violent kind, aren't you!

Please excuse me.

It's Michiko Kusada, isn't it?

How can I tell from this?

But you must know.
It's your little sister.

With the head and body chopped
by a chainsaw,

you want me to recognize
my little sister?

We should work harder...

-You were saying?
-Nothing.

Anyway, you wanna come
to Tokyo with us?

We've made a reservation for the
22:00 flight, with you on board.

I'll get to see Michiko™?

The autopsy was today.

The arms and legs
will be reunited with the torso.

-You must identify the body.
-And if I refuse?

Don't you dare!
You are her only family.

Who... killed Michiko?

The investigation is still ongoing.
-Say, Mr. Kusuda...

Do you think she went
to Tokyo alone, all by herself?

-Why should we care?
-Did she have an appointment?

-Any idea who the killer might be?
-Mr. Murata!

-507?
-I don't know anything.

Not even the fact that
she went to Tokyo.

I had no clue.

Yesterday, she left home early.

I thought she'd left for her classes.

She left...
at the same time as usual.

With all this...
what's gonna become of me?

How am I going to live?

-I don't know.
-Tell me anyway, just in case...

the names of the people
closest to your sister,

whether she was doing small jobs
on the side, their addresses...

-Why do you need all this?
-Part of our job.

Well...

you want to answer me?

So, what are your intentions?

We didn't come here
to conduct an investigation.

Tomorrow, we'll go to Tokyo with him.

We'll identify the body at the morgue.
After that, our job is done.

-I know. -Careful! Don't
abuse your position of power!

This case is closed.

What's got into you
all of a sudden?

Mr. Saeki!
I'll be right back.

It's been a while... Hil

How are you?
I'm Oikawa.

I'm Namerikawa.
Nice to meet you.

I'm with detective Murata.

-We're going for a drink tonight?
-Good idea!

Always rotgut?
I'll add some hot water.

-When are you returning home?
-Tomorrow.

-You've told the local police?
-It was a personal matter.

Who was that?

He was my superior
at the police academy.

He took care of me.
For better and for worse.

Actually, he would like...

to celebrate our visit here
with a few drinks tonight.

What do you say?

Come with us.

Tell me instead where we'll crash.

We don't have any money.
It have to be a bed & breakfast.

Anyway, finding a hotel here
is impossible.

Anybody here?

It's weird.

-We made a reservation...
-I'm not aware of it.

-I'm sure we made a reservation.
-Don't know anything about it.

I'm sure.
Please go ask your wife.

Don't know anything about it.

-Shall we search elsewhere?
-At this hour?

But I didn't say that
I don't have any vacant rooms.

I only said that I didn't
have any reservations.

-You have rooms available?
-As many as you want.

But no one made any reservations.

We thought that you were refusing...

Excuse us. We didn't reserve,
but you can let us stay the night?

It's okay. I don't mind.

A room without meals...
costs 3,000 yen.

Payable in advance.

That's outrageous!

Here.

Mr. Muratal
This is your room.

I heard they have hot baths.
Shall we go?

Nah, I'm going out.

-Where are you going?
-To investigate. -No, you can't!

Our mission is to verify
the victim's identity.

Stop going on about that.

Please stop.

Mr. Murata!

If an investigation was necessary,

the local police chief
would have asked for one.

It's the rule and you cannot
just ignore it.

An independent investigation is absurd.

Since when have you
become so strict?

Always have been.

Alright. I understand.

-So, are we going for a bath?
-You go ahead.

2 minutes, 30 seconds!

Jacques Maillol, it's me!

Say,

have you ever seen
a film called 'Un Flic'?

No.

With Alain Delon.
A cop movie.

It was because of that film
that I decided to become a cop.

"Flic"?

It means 'cop', I think.

-Have you seen it?
-No.

I've never seen a movie.

-Never?
-That's right.

-Not even once?
-Nope.

Geez!

There are people
who don't watch films anymore...

but someone who's never seen
one at all - that's unbelievabable.

-You've watched some on TV, right?
-No.

Ever since I was a kid,
I always wanted to be a cop.

That's very original, huh?

Why did you become a cop?

My father was a cop.

When I was young,
I loved my father.

For me, it's nothing like that.

I never wanted to be a cop.

After university,
I couldn't find a job.

I didn't have much choice...
So I became a cop.

-They gave me this.
-It's ridiculous. -Put that away.

Excuse me.

Yes, it's Saeki.

What time is your flight tomorrow?

At 10:00.
At 8:00, we'll go get Mr. Kusuda.

We could have taken you.

Then you wouldn't have
to rent a car.

It's part of the budget.

That's true.

But we have to be
careful with expenses.

It's going to be tough...

This man, Mr. Kusuda,
he's in a wheelchair.

How are you going
to get him on the plane?

We're gonna have to carry him
from his wheelchair to the plane.

Right.

This Mr. Kusuda, you know him?

Yes.

How well do you know him?

Just a little.

Here, it's a small town.
No one is a total stranger.

QOlkawa!

Excuse us.

I don't like this atmosphere.

C'mon, let's drink.

Hey! Namerikawa!

-Yes?
-Hi. It's Namerikawa.

C'mon in.

-It's really early!
-Already drinking”? -As you can see.

It stinks in here!

We're going for a meal?

Concerning Mr. Kusuda...

he killed himself.

Good morning!

Hello.

-Hello.
- Hello.

-You could have said 'Hello'!
-Yeah.

Better than that!

-Hello.
-Hello.

When we greet one another,
we shake hands.

-The report's done?
-I guess so. The police just left.

-They left?
-We found a handwritten letter.

It was suicide,
without a doubt.

-And the body?
-Huh?

-We don't take it back?
-Yes, of course. -Who'll take it?

-The detectives. -Where are they?
-They went for breakfast.

They'll be back soon.
Don't worry.

Their breakfast...

This will save us a lot
of trouble, right?

In fact, it was going to be
a real problem...

to get a handicapped person
onto a plane.

To save on costs,
we booked a charter company.

At the airport,
we'd have gone to the plane by bus.

We thought we could maybe
carry the guy up the stairs.

-A real problem.
-Indeed. A big one.

You have any doubts?

I'm wondering how
Mr. Kusuda got here.

Well...

It's hard to imagine him
crawling all the way out here.

He must have come in
his wheelchair.

Yes, in his wheelchair...

-But you seem intrigued.
-Intrigued? That's right.

He came all the way out here
in his wheelchair to kill himself?

That's absurd!

Then where's the wheelchair?
We don't see any trace of it.

Maybe he took a cab.

You're right, it's possible.

Doing such a distance
in a wheelchair must be hard!

-Are you kidding?
-Not at all.

-There'll be an autopsy, right?
-Of course.

-Even with the letter, it's mandatory.
-Is murder excluded?

-He left a letter.
-So what?

Am I dreaming or what?

Who the hell is this guy?

Say, Namerikawal!

Who is he to interfere
in our investigation?

We're leaving.

-To go where?
-The bed & breakfast.

-We're of no use here, and it's cold.
-But there's a dead guy.

-But...
-He had no reason to kill himself.

Here we go again!

Hey...

you weren't there last night.
Where were you?

I went back for a drink
with Mr. Saeki.

You were drunk.

I took you back to your room
and then I went back.

You forgot what I told you?

I went back to say
we'd continue some other time.

Really?

What is it?

You think that I could
have killed him?

I'm dreaming!
Why would [ kill Mr. Kusuda?

I don't know.

Mr. Murata!

You're not well.

What's wrong?

You're my subordinate. Drive!

You're a real nutcase, Mr. Murata.

You drink too much.

It's the alcohol.
It goes to your head.

If you continue like this,

nobody will want to speak to you.

Fuck offl

Mr. Murata!

Mr. Murata!

It's time to leave!

He must have left them on purpose.

Unbelievable!

This guy is really crazy!

It's amazing to find bread here!

We have quite a lot of customers,
you know.

This bread looks delicious.

It is delicious.

I never ate any.

-Never ate bread?
-Never.

Not even once?

Us Japanese, we eat rice.

Usually morning, noon and night.
Our meals are all rice.

Regarding Miss Michiko Kusuda,
when did she last come here?

It's been a while.

It's been that long?

She took another job.
She stopped coming.

Another job. Doing what?

In a bar. There's a very
nice one in the next town.

The next town?

She went there on the 'railway'.

Railway?

Here, we say railway',
instead of train.

I thought you were talking
about steam trains?!

I see...
she was taking the 'railway'.

We're not open yet.

Erm...

didn't we meet at the
beach before?

-At the beach?
-Yes.

Actually, it's been many years
since I've been there.

-Many years?
-Yes.

I'm from the police.

I have some questions to ask.

Are you the owner of this bar?

The manager...

I'm just the manager.

Miss Michiko Kusada...

she was working here, right?

-Something happened to her?
-She was murdered.

Two nights ago.
In Tokyo.

-Can I sit down?
-Yes.

You wanna drink something?

I'm on duty but...
A beer, please.

Okay.

Please make out a receipt.
I'm a civil servant.

I can't drink as much as
I would like to.

I understand.

-Is there something on my face?
-No.

-I was under your charm.
-What are you saying?

Thank you.

So, they arrested the killer?

-No, not yet.
-How come?

-She was murdered, right?
-The investigation is ongoing.

When did you last see Miss Kusada”?

It must have been about
a week ago.

-But she was working here, right?
-No.

She was a customer.

She came almost every day.

-She was a customer?
-Yes.

-You thought she worked here?
-Yes.

And Michiko...

she was alone when she came?

Sometimes she would come alone,

but most of the time, she had company.

-Company?
-Yes.

You mean she was always
with a particular man?

No.

I can't say more.

It was with different men...

that she came here,

every day.

Another.

Amazing! You can
easily empty a glass!

But I get drunk very fast.

In the blink of an eye.

- -Hi!
-Hello.

We have a customer?

No, he's a policeman.

Something terrible happened.

She works here?

Part-time.

Michiko and her were going
to the same university.

Something happened to her?

She died two days ago.

In Tokyo, at a love hotel.
Murdered.

-Do you know anything?
-Me...

You were getting along
well with her, no?

Let's go for a walk.

She was meeting men
through specialist internet sites,

-and giving 'mutual assistance'.
-Mutual assistance?

Some days, she'd earn hundreds
of thousands of yen.

So much? Amazing!

Since she had many partners
in this town,

she was giving them
appointments at the bar.

So that's it.

But please don't tell
Madam Nobuko.

I think she had her suspicions,
but she hates that sort of thing.

So the manager's name is Nobuko...

Tell me...

what sort of men did she meet?

All kinds.

Some were young, others old.

There were even some from the
government and the council.

You didn't find her cellphone?

Seems there wasn't one.

The killer must have taken
it with him.

Is that so?

If it does get found,
it'd be a hell of a story.

The whole town would break down.

And you...
You didn't get invited?

Many times, but I refused.

I would have liked earning the money,

but there was some kind of boss
who'd take more than half of it.

And then, I'm not good at sex.
I don't like it.

There was a boss...

At first, Michiko herself
wasn't much up for it.

She was often talking about it
on her cellphone:

"I've had enough. I wanna stop."

But it seemed like she was
caught by her weak point.

Her weak point?

Hello?

Yes... I understand.

Okay.

That's enough information, no?

-Yeah. Thanks.
-Goodbye.

Welcome.

A beer!

Coming.

Here.

-Drink.
-No, thanks.

-Have a drink!
-No!

Instead, tell me when
we're going home.

I need to make reservations.
We're going home, right?

Of course.

Flights are fully booked for tomorrow.

-It1l have to be the next day.
-Okay.

Are you sure?

Then we should book right away.

It's closed at this hour.

-No. Reservations are available
24 hours a day. -Liar!

I'll do it first thing
in the morning.

Anyway, I'm reassured.

Mr. Murata,

you finally recalled your duties.

-You're drinking?
Sure.

-Let me serve you.
It's okay.

But I wonder why
Michiko Kusada got killed.

Tell me, those adult dating sites,
they cover the whole country?

Since it's on the internet,
it can be accessed from anywhere.

So some guy in Tokyo could have
called her and then killed her.

We're at it again on that story?

-I'm telling you, it's some pervert.
-Not at all! Surely not.

Why wouldn't it be?

A pervert wouldn't take
the victim's cellphone.

-The victim might have dropped it.
-Maybe...

In any case,
this kind of doubt is pointless...

The chief investigator has filed his report.
All this is nonsense.

Namerikawa,

since when have you been
on the side of the Chiefs?

Even in the police force,
we're still salarymen.

These days, to survive,
it's best not be too stubborn.

So, for the day after tomorrow...

I'll reserve the first morning flight.

-I'm going to drink elsewhere.
-But what are you doing?

-Stay calm.
-It's only to drink.

Wait for me, I'm coming with you!

You've forgotten your cellphone!

Excuse mel!
The bill, please!

Wait for me, please!

You take the wheel.

-We're taking the car?
-Shut up and drive.

-We're taking the risk?
-What risk?

Drinking and driving.

Arresting someone by mistake,

it makes a nice scandal
for the press. Stop it!

Don't worry.
You have a solid ally...

Deputy Superintendent Saeki.

-What the...?
-Drive!

It's crazy!

I did have a few drinks!

What are you waiting for?
We're here.

It's a lovely place.

-You know it?
-No. -Let's go.

-Hil
-It's the second time today.

Please.

-You came here today?
-Yes.

-Come sit here.
-I'm good here.

Seems that Michiko Kusada
was coming here every day.

She came with some
'mutual assistance' clients.

Where's the young girl?
Ai-chan was her name, I think.

-Ai-chan?
-She works here part-time.

There's no one here with that name.

-No one?
-You must be mistaken, sir.

But, not long ago...

You must be talking
about another bar.

I wonder what's happening to me.

-Haven't we met before?
-No.

I'm sure I've seen you
somewhere before.

I don't see how.
He lives in Tokyo, just like me.

Really?

A whisky on ice, please.

Ah, I'll take a bottle instead.

Yes.

-We leave the day after tomorrow, right?
-We still have tomorrow.

-What will you drink?
-Nothing for me.

Say, Namerikawa...

on that day...

you were there, right?

What day?

The day my wife was murdered.

I called the police station,
to open an investigation.

Since you were assigned
to that district,

you were the first one
to arrive on the scene.

Who told you about it?

Who was it that told you..

So you could be first on the scene?

You're harsh, Mr. Murata.

You called me on my cellphone
and told me yourself...

that your wife got murdered,

and that you'd killed him
with a bullet from your gun.

You told me it all over the phone.

Is that so?

Am I dreaming or what?
It's the truth. The whole truth.

Otherwise, how could I have
known about it?

Mr. Murata...

tell me...

Your question...

does that mean you're doubting me?

Otherwise, why...?

I have no reason to doubt you.

The murderer was a druggie vagabond.
A sub-product of the yakuza.

And I shot him.

The murderer is dead.

Why would I have doubts about it?

-About what...
-About nothing, right?

The case was closed,
just like that.

Even though I queried some unclear facts,
they wouldn't listen to me.

Just like the case we have here.

Everything seems to depend
on the deputy in charge.

Although...

you thought differently back then.

Your wife...

was seeing someone else.

If your wife got murdered,

it was because that man
hired a yakuza to kill her.

That's it, isn't it?

Don't!

My wife had a lover,
that's true.

I knew about it

She even confessed it

so that I would give her a divorce.

I asked her if she loved him.

I asked her if she was in love
with that man.

She said to me:

"Actually, I can only think of him.

"I feel sorry for you.

"But|... love this man.”

She was very clear.

I lived with you for 10 years,
during which nothing good happened.

You'd think only of work,
and I was left all alone.

That's why I cheated on you.
It didn't matter who with.

But,

I fell in love with this man.

I wanna leave you
and go live with him.

I'm asking you for a divorce.

Please, accept a divorce.

And then...

I asked her:

"This man, tell me...

"who is it?"

CHAPTER II

She didn't want to answer.

She told me:

"That, I will not tell "

But her lover must have
been troubled too.

A simple affair that became serious...

What if, by getting divorced,
she'd force him to marry her...

But...

I swear to you,
your wife's lover...

wasn't me.

It wasn't me.

Actually, when I think of it,

I'm unsure if she really talked
about divorce.

Might have been a hallucination
or a dream...

Like you said,
I don't have my act together.

I can't sleep at night.

If I fall asleep,
I dream and wake up right away.

Sometimes I don't know
where I am.

With my hallucinations,
I see hostility in everyone.

In you, too.

Well, I'm going.

-You're leaving?
-Yes.

In reality, you're doubting me
all the time.

Even over the disabled man.
You wanted to know where I was.

It seems you don't have
any confidence in me whatsover.

You know, I hold a grudge
against you.

-Namerikawa...
-To get back, call a taxi.

Hey!

Tomorrow, I'd like to invite you here
with Saeki and the others. Okay?

Why?

For a goodbye party.

This time, it's me who's inviting.

A confrontation, isn't it?

Alright.

Since you want it,
we'll all share our hallucinations.

I'll ask Mr. Saeki.

And also...

There's something else?

I'll be resigning.

When I get home,
I'll send in my notice.

Do as you wish.

Another one!

The police... contacted me.

Thanks for coming.

That wasn't very nice of you,
Mr. Murata.

Why didn't you tell me right away?

Namerikawal!

Mr. Saeki...

Like I told you over the phone,
Mr. Murata knows everything.

-Everything?
-From beginning to end.

We're screwed, you and I.

This gun...
belongs to Mr. Murata?

You went to his room?

Yeah, and right after,
I even did a trial run.

-Shall we be going?
-At this hour? -Sure.

-But...
-It's alright. We'll have fun.

-Mr. Saeki...
-It's okay. It's close by.

What is he doing?

Mr. Saeki...

He's digging your grave!

No way!

But it's true.

You know, you shouldn't
even be alive!

First, you fuck your boss's wife.

Then, with yakuza involvement,
you cut her up.

It does make for a terrible story!

And to top it off,
what do you do? Huh?

What did I do?

You killed that woman, right?

Michiko Kusada. A lively
20 year-old student...

You cut her into pieces.

It's not true. Not true!

It wasn't me.
I didn't do anything!

What do you mean?

It's true that,
according to your instructions,

I wanted to bring her
to a hotel in Shibuya.

But she escaped.

Maybe she had a presentiment.
Anyway, ...

You killed her.

It ain't true.
I didn't do it!

So who killed her?

It was him. The pervert.

It's the work of that serial killer,

who's been making the news
for months now.

In any case, at this point,
it doesn't matter.

Fact is: Michiko Kusada is dead.

I'm impressed.
You're really something.

You even killed the owner
of that bed & breakfast.

Aren'tyou a little insane?

I see...

You want to blame
everything on me.

I almost puked!

All that's left is for you to die.

Idiot!

Cheater!

Damn cheater!

You were my superior.
I asked you for advice.

Mr. Murata's wife
wanted us to get married...

I didn't know what to do.

I came to you for guidance.

And you told me
there was one solution...

So what?

Huh? Go ahead, tell me.

It's very simple.
Very simple...

you blackmailed me,
by using this story.

For the price of your silence,
Michiko Kusada had to disappear.

So, what really happened?
Huh?

You fell deeply asleep.

I had a dream...
A horrible dream.

You cried...

and screamed loudly.

Hello?

Namerikawa?

You're still at the bar?

Yeah.

So, you're still alive?

Of course, why?

Nothing.

Hello?

Bye.

I'm leaving.

I'll call you a taxi...

-There aren't many around here.
-There should be one passing.

You need to add 5,000 yen.

Thank you.

Thank you, sir.

Hey! Wait a minute.

What it is?

It's you...

Looking for me?

Are you alright?

A taxi...

You were right...

I should have asked you
to call a taxi.

Can you walk?

Thank you.

-It's nothing.
-It's pretty here.

You think so?

You're into hunting?

It was my father's.

Your father's?
He was a hunter?

-No. It was his hobby.
- see.

Thank you.
I'm feeling much better.

You should rest some more.

Have you always lived
in this town?

No. I lived in Tokyo.

Really?

Things happened there and
I had to come back here.

And you?

I'm from Tokyo.
I don't know any other cities.

My wife was also born in Tokyo.

We met at a very young age.

-You were childhood friends?
-Yes.

Despite that...

she cheated on me.

It's normal, after all.

I only ever thought about my job.

Sill...

To think that I've lost her...

I regret so much that day...

I should've come home earlier.

I'd finished work
and then drank until dawn.

When I think about all this...

I feel so miserable.

Really miserable...

Tonight,

you should try to sleep peacefully.

You're in need of sleep,
Mr. Murata.

Also, you drank too much.

So, tonight, sleep peacefully.

You're so kind.

-The night is over...
-Is Namerikawa here?

I have no idea.
Just go ahead and see.

Hey! Namerikawa!

Is that you, Namerikawa?

No such luck.
It's Oikawa...

Saeki's assistant

What is it?

Mr. ikuo Namerikawa just died.

Listen, he was killed with your gun.

Tell me, where are you?

Actually, the local police...

think you might be that serial killer-.

We already have a warrant out to
arrest you. So, to proceed calmly...

Stop talking bullshit, asshole.

Oh my!
You seem angry!

Where are you,
the two of you?

Get out, please.

Go.

Over there, in that wasteland,
forever sleeps Namerikawa.

It was you who killed him and
buried him here. With this gun.

It's your gun.

C'mon, take it.

Things have come full circle!

Only, the gun isn't loaded.

The moment you take it,
this one will burst your brain...

And the case will be closed.

The yakuza who killed
your wife had a sponsor.

Michiko Kusada was
also killed by Namerikawa.

And the bed and breakfast owner too!

-The bed and breakfast owner too?
-During a trial run.

And then, you killed Namerikawa...

With that gun.

And now you're going to kill me.

What happens next?

Mr. Saeki's going to kill you too?

It's a possibility...

Like this.

You take a malicious pleasure
in changing the story at will.

-Sorry. Do excuse me.
-So, now who's going to kill me?

-In fact, you're the only one left.
-There's still someone else.

Guess who?!

Since you borrowed my car,

I had to take a taxi.

We can't find any around here.

-I know. I called one.
-It's better this way.

It's unbelievable,
what's going on!

You were that Mr Saeki's lover,

and the queen Madame
for the prostitutes?

Moreover, a professional film director.

You've seen it, right?

At Kusada's, the shocking pornos.

The camera frames are hidden,
it's her work.

It brings in a lot of money.

In Tokyo, we sold tons of it.
And...

You used it to terrorize
Michiko Kusada.

But I have a question for you.

You ordered Namerikawa...

to kill Michiko Kusada.
Why was that?

You could still have used her.

It wasn't necessary to kill her!

There's a time limit on being useful.

For Namerikawa,
and for Michiko too.

When we're no longer useful, we die?

I have one last question.

Aren't you done yet?

Ken'ichi Kusuda, you killed him too?

Amazing! You don't get it at all!

Ken'ichi Kusuda is alive.

For now...

We'll see in six months...

we'll discover his body in the lake.

Of course, at the station,
we'll classify it as suicide.

Actually,

what we call 'the truth',

it exists in various ways.

Although...

there's only one fact left...
just one.

You see that lake over there?
Swans come there every year.

Michiko Kusada often brought
her brother Ken'ichi here,

to show him the swans.

After the loss of his beloved sister,
poor Ken'ichi...

lost the will to live.

For him, the only place where he
could die was in that lake.

It seems to me...

that the moment has come, right?

EPILOGUE

Hello?

Is that you, Mr. Murata?

Namerikawa?

What's wrong?
You sound funny.

You're alive?!

Why this question?

I just went to your room.

It seems you didn't come back...
So where are you?

No way!
You're still drinking, aren't you?

Hello?

I'm so glad...
you're still alive.

I'm totally losing it...

I'm a real mess.

I must have embarrassed you.

What's happening to you,
Mr. Murata?

I'll stop drinking.
I'll start today.

I'm "forbidden to drink".

What will you do
about tonight's reunion?

You're the one who wanted it.

You invited Mr. Saeki
for a goodbye party.

I warned him about your state.

I'll call you back later.
See you.

-Good morning.
-Good morning.

Is that bread?

You never tasted it, right?
You have first choice.

-How did you know?
-It's a secret.

This apartment has always been...
forbidden to men.

You're the first one.

I'm just saying...

How lucky I am, to be
chosen as the first male guest!

You'll have tea?
Or coffee, maybe?

I might wanna try some coffee...

Just a moment, please.

-Say...
“What?

I feel incredibly good.

My head is much clearer.

Good.

All that was just a hallucination...

I think too much.

Here.

Well?

I can't say that it's good.

You'll get used to it quickly.

I think you'll change your mind.

It's like alcohol...

At first, I thought it was weird
that everyone liked it.

Once I got used to it,
I couldn't live without it.

There was a time when I'd
drink all day long.

Those were the worst days
of my life.

Meanwhile, my wife had a lover.

She kept her distance.

-Say...
“What?

Shall we go for a car ride?

-Good idea.
-No bar today!

But you have guests tonight.

You know everything.

You invited Mr. Saeki.

You also know Mr. Saeki?

He's the real owner of my bar.

I remember now...

I saw Mr. Namerikawa
with Mr. Saeki...

He came with him,
once or twice.

Then why Namerikawa played innocent?

I don't know.

It's nothing.
I don't care.

Let's think about our
car ride instead.

I'll come...

I'll close the bar and I'll come.

Good.

What?

Do you want to go out with me?

I'm going back to Tokyo tomorrow,
and I'm resigning.

I'm selling my apartment.

I'm coming to live in this small town.

I wanna live with you.

Ever since I first saw you,

I've felt attracted to you.

I want to start over with you.

I want a new life.

What do you say?

You can take all the time you want...

to give me your answer.

OK.

Eat more than that.

I've put all my heart into it.

C'mon, eat!

I'll have some more.

Sure.

Today is ideal weather
for a car ride.

We're in the sunlight

This movie is a masterpiece.

But... I thought you'd never
seen a movie before.

I love... films.

You damn liar...

Producers: Yasuhiro Kawakami
and Masahiro Kobayashi

Camera: Kiyoshi Ito
Lightning: Masahiro Kimura

Music: Junpei Sakuma

Written and Directed by:
Masahiro Kobayashi

Translation: mimiko Proofreading:
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