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Tanaka-san!

Tanaka-san!

A story like mine should never be told.

For my world is as
forbidden as it is fragile.

Without its mysteries, it cannot survive.

I certainly wasn't born
to the life of a geisha.

Like so much in my strange life I
was carried there by the current.

The first time I knew my mother was sick

was when my father threw
the fish back into the sea.

That night we went hungry.

"To understand emptiness", he told us.

Mother always said my
sister Satsu was like wood.

As rooted to the earth as a sakura tree.

But she told me I was like water.

Water can carve its
way, even through stone.

And when trapped, water makes a new path.

Stop here.

These are the girls from Tanaka?

Sisters, yes, from Yoroido.

This one, maybe. The other one, no.

-No, no, Chiyo! Chiyo! Chiyo!
-Satsu! Satsu!

-Chiyo!
-Satsu!

Show your respect for Mother.

You must not speak. I will answer for you.

Kneel.

And head down. Never look her in the face.

-How old are you?
-She is Year of the Rooster.

Only 9.

Where is my sister?

Let me see those eyes.

Look at me.

Too much water.

But, Okasan, a little water
is good to guard against fire.

You won't have to worry about the
okiya burning losing all your kimono.

These country girls.

Too late to send her back now.

Go.

Pumpkin. Keep her quiet.
Mother is downstairs.

Let me go!

Let me go! Let me go! Let me go!

-Stop that.
-Let me go!

Mother will hear you.
She's got a bamboo stick.

I want my sister! Satsu!

I cried too at first.

You know, it is easier if
you just forget everything

that happened before
you came to the okiya.

If you impress Mother
and do exactly as she says

she will send you to
school to be a geisha.

A what?

A geisha. Like Hatsumomo.

You will get to drink
sake and sleep until noon.

Where is my sister?

Probably in another
okiya in the hanamachi.

Your family sold you to this house.

You live here now.

Outside, you wear these.

Inside, these.

We don't display our
naked feet like monkeys.

It's not flesh we're selling here.

This is a geisha house.

Remember to always honor this okiya.

You listen, you learn.

Now get to work.

Be quiet. Hatsumomo is sleeping.

Pumpkin, when can I go outside?

Outside the okiya?
You can't. It's not allowed.

How will I find Satsu?

You can't just walk up to
every house in the hanamachi.

Do you know how many there are?

Look.

Tighter!

Chiyo. Chiyo-chan.

Come. Two nights ago, Hatsumomo
had to stay at the teahouse until dawn.

That's what she told Mother. But she
was really here with a man the whole...

Why can't you be quiet?

So this is the new arrival.

A pity she still stinks of fish.

Stay out of my room.

Your fingers smell.

I can't have you touching my things.

Only reason Mother tolerates Hatsumomo
is because she brings in good money.

Never forget.

It is Hatsumomo who pays for
your supper the clothes on your back.

By the time she was 20 she had
already earned back her purchase price.

Unheard of.

She has been the talk of
the hanamachi ever since.

These are all hers?

Certainly not. They belong to the okiya.

A kimono like this, made of Tatsumura
silk it would take a lifetime to earn.

A geisha needs an elegant
wardrobe just like an artist needs ink.

If she's not properly dressed,
then she is not a true geisha.

Nobody told me what a geisha is.

You will find out soon enough.

I have news for you, child.

Mother has determined
it is off to school with you.

You are to become geisha.

Chiyo! Pumpkin!

Quick, quick! Don't be late!

You will be late.

Go. Go.

This way!

Pumpkin! Pumpkin!

Pumpkin! I'm going to run.
I'm going to find Satsu.

No, Chiyo-chan, don't!

You will ruin your own chances.
And mine too.

Please, stay with me.

Squid. Come on!

Look for your sister's name later.

You are late!

Chiyo! Where is Granny's food?

Where have you been?

It's freezing cold!

Close the window!

With millions of people
unemployed, on the brink of starvation.

Banking institutions have continued to
suffer in Germany due to rapid inflation.

Another cause of Germany's
suffering is the constant struggle

to pay the heavy burden of war reparations
it's still... Chiyo! Chiyo, come quickly!

Hatsumomo is at the bathhouse. Tidy up.

-But she told me to stay out...
-Hatsumomo does not run this okiya.

The Japanese emperor has agreed
to send army instructors to Manchuria.

Why, look who's in my room.

Did you touch this?

I can just hear the General now.

"Why, Hatsumomo, you
used to smell of jasmine.

What's this new perfume? Blowfish?"

I told you never to touch my things.
Can't you understand why?

Because your General will
say, "Hatsumomo, you stink."

At least you don't smell
as bad as your sister.

You know, she was here.
She came by looking for you.

What?

Was I wrong to ask her to leave?

Please, tell me where she is.

Only if you swear yourself to me first.

Yes?

Now, get out.

Hatsumomo. You'll wake the entire house.

Your big sister is thirsty.
So am I. Go get us some beer.

I'm not in the mood for beer.

I know what you're in the
mood for, and his name is Koichi.

What did you say, Korin?

I'm sorry. I forgot.

You're just jealous someone cares for me.

Guess who this belongs to.

A geisha as desired as she is ought
to keep a close eye on her clothes.

-It's Mameha's?
-Yes.

-How did you get it?
-Bribed her maid.

-There.
-I can't.

Give it to her.

-Little Chiyo, come. Come.
-Chiyo.

Now, then, little Chiyo, it's
time to practice your calligraphy.

There.

Remember, you swore yourself to me.

Yes.

Don't let anybody see you.

Go, go!

This will teach the great Mameha.

Come, come.

Thieving rat!

That kimono was worth more than you!

Careful!
You will hurt yourself more than her!

Let me.

Kneel!

What have you done to Hatsumomo?

I haven't done anything. I promise you.

Her little trick with that
kimono will cost you.

Whatever you have done to anger
her, you'd be wise to stop now.

Lie facedown!

I will beat you hard, so Mother
does not beat you harder.

I told you not to let anybody see you.

I have kept my promise.

So tell me, where is she?

She's in the next hanamachi
in the house called Tatsuyo.

In the pleasure district.

Trust me, little Chiyo, you will find her.

Tatsuyo?

Satsu! Satsu!

Satsu!

Satsu from Yoroido! Satsu! Satsu!

No! Satsu! No! Satsu! Satsu!

Sat...

Satsu! Satsu!

Chiyo-chan!

-What took you so long?
-But, Satsu, I tried!

I went to your okiya weeks ago.
They laughed and turned me away.

Please, I did not know!

I've missed you so much!

Let's leave. Tonight.

But we need money, Chiyo. I know I
can steal some first thing tomorrow.

-No, please! Tonight!
-No, tomorrow!

Meet me at the Sasame
Bridge as soon as it's dark.

Now I have to go.
Quickly, before someone catches us.

What if I cannot get away?

Be there, Chiyo. It's our one chance.

Once I've left, I can't go back.

I've waited as long as I can. Now go!

What is she doing here? She's seen us.

Stupid girl. Why have you come back?

Your perfect chance to escape!

Get in!

-Koichi, please.
-Look at us.

Sneaking around like criminals.

-Koichi, don't...
-It's degrading.

What's going on?

Koichi.

Who's there?

Go! Now! Go!

Show your face.

Look, Okasan! I caught her stealing!

She was running away
with her sister, the whore!

You little thief!

No! She is lying!

-After all we have done for her!
-I saw her with a man! Right there!

His name is Koichi!

Shut up! We should kick her out!

Take her arms.

You are never to see him again.

What do you think?
A geisha is free to love?

Never.

Bolt the gate!

No one is leaving this okiya.

Dr. Moro is very expensive.

You seem to be racking up quite a debt.

Kimono destroyed geisha school
rice and pickles, train ticket, Mr. Bekku.

All this on top of the
money I paid Mr. Tanaka.

And for what?

And now I hear that
your sister has run away.

She didn't wait for you.
And now she can never come back.

You must forget you ever had a sister.

We are your only family now.

"Dear Satsu and little Chiyo;

As one who was once an orphan child myself
this humble person is sorry to inform you

that six weeks after you
left for your new life in Miyako

the suffering of your honored
mother came to its end."

And only a few weeks afterward your

honored father departed
this world as well.

This humble person feels
confident both your honored parents

"have found their places in paradise.
But happily..."

At the temple there is a poem
called "Loss" carved into the stone.

It has three words.

But the poet has scratched them out.

You cannot read "Loss."

Only feel it.

My father and mother had left this life.

My sister, I never heard of again.

I had dishonored the okiya, so
Mother had other plans for me.

I would pay back my debt
year after year after year.

Not as a geisha.

As her slave.

It is too pretty a day to be so unhappy.

Did you fall down?

Why so shy?

Nothing to be ashamed of.
We all stumble from time to time.

You see that enchanting lady in green?

Once, when she was just a maiko,
she fell clean off her wooden shoes.

It's true, I did.

And now look at her. So elegant.

Mr. Chairman, shouldn't we hurry?
We will miss the beginning.

We see the Spring Dances every year.
We can spare a moment.

What's your name?

Don't be afraid to look at me.

Do you like sweet plum or cherry?

You mean, to eat?

I like sweet plum myself.

Come.

None of us find as much
kindness in this life as we should.

Hi. Both kinds, please.

My children wait for these every spring.

Now I'm a geisha too.

And so you are.

How did you come by such surprising eyes?

My mother gave them to me.

Generous of her, wasn't it?

As you have been to me.

Smile for me, won't you?

There, now. That is your gift to me.

This will buy your supper.

Now, promise me one thing:

Next time you take a tumble, no frowns.

That's better.

In that moment I
changed from a girl facing

nothing but emptiness
to someone with purpose.

I saw that to be a geisha could be
a stepping stone to something else:

A place in his world.

The money the Chairman had given me could
have bought fish and rice for a month.

But I gave it back in prayer
keeping only his handkerchief.

I asked one day to become a geisha.

And then, somehow, to meet him again.

The Imperial War Ministry announces news:

A great victory for
our friend Adolf Hitler.

Today, Hitler demanded self-determination,
for Germans living in Austria.

Hitler's quest for
lebensraum, "living space"...

Chiyo-chan, I can't find my comb!
Did you find it yet?

Pumpkin, it's time to go.

-I found it.
-Arigato, Chiyo.

Oh, I couldn't sleep last night, I
was so worried about my stupid hair.

Am I lopsided?

You look beautiful.

With your hair like that you look
more like a pumpkin than ever.

Don't poke your neck
forward like a tortoise.

She's not ready? We will be late.

Poor Pumpkin. Her debut, and
everyone will be staring at you.

Hurry up, huh? This time tune
your shamisen before you play.

When you make a fool of yourself,
your big sister gets the blame.

Stop crying, your face will run.

Pumpkin!

Pumpkin!

The winter I turned 15, I
saw the Chairman again.

But that wasn't the only surprise
fate brought me that season.

Along with the snow came
a most unexpected visitor.

Why is she here?

Chiyo! Chiyo!

Open the gate!

Now that your beloved Granny is
gone you'll have no need for a maid.

I would never question the great Mameha,

but you could choose
anyone in the hanamachi.

You flatter me, truly.

I'd give you my Pumpkin if she
were not already tied to Hatsumomo.

Please. I would never dream of asking.

Besides, I could always sell Chiyo to Mrs.
Tatsuyo.

With your eye for
beauty and nose for talent

surely you can see what a
terrible waste that would be.

If you were not the kind-hearted
geisha I know you to be

then I might think you were
scheming against Hatsumomo.

Then I'm grateful, Mrs. Nitta, that
you don't have a suspicious mind.

Perhaps you can pique my interest with...
Yes?

...your offer.

I will cover Chiyo's schooling, all
her expenses till after her debut.

Now I am confident you are teasing.

I could not be more sincere.

If Chiyo hasn't repaid her debt
within six months after her debut...

Impossible! Too little time.

Then I will pay you twice over.

What?

No geisha could ever I am certain you
will not object to one trivial condition.

Yes?

If Chiyo erases her
debt in the time allowed

you will have no part
in her future earnings.

It's too good to be true.
Mameha is up to something.

She isn't in it for the money.
That much is for certain.

Rumor has it, ever
since the prime minister

bought her mizuage she's been rich.

That so?
Absurd to think she noticed Chiyo.

It's that kimono.

She remembers how you destroyed it.

-Now she wants to get even.
-An odd picture, isn't it?

Hatsumomo sweeping into teahouse
after teahouse with our little Pumpkin.

And Mameha with our maid.

I'm so far behind.
I will never catch up to you.

Don't worry, Chiyo-chan. I will help you.

Pumpkin!

You are never to speak to her again.

Now you are rivals.

Pumpkin.

Pumpkin.

This is how it was, this
tiny world of women.

Friend turned against friend.

And now the two greatest
geisha in Miyako at war over me.

Hatsumomo at my back.

Mameha calling, offering me the chance

to become one of those elegant
women I'd seen on the bridge

floating in a silk kimono,
the Chairman at my side.

Chiyo is my new protégée.

As lovely as her big sister.

And with eyes the color of rain.

The Baron is a very special man to me.
My danna.

Someday, if you are fortunate,
you will have a patron too.

Don't kneel.
You are not a servant girl anymore.

Step into the light.

I see water in you.

Does that displease you?

Water is powerful.

It can wash away earth, put
out fire and even destroy iron.

But you have not drawn on
those strengths, have you?

About your kimono...
You may apologize if you wish.

Why, that is a perfect
bow, for a pig farmer.

Don't drop your head. Fingertips together.

Elbows in. No weight on the hands.

Yes.

As for the kimono, I'm no fool, Chiyo.

Hatsumomo cannot tolerate competition.

She is jealous of you?

Not me, I'm afraid.

Someone closer to home.

Rise.

Not like a horse.

Slide your foot forward.

That's it. Now walk.

You are a magnificent geisha.

Tell me, Chiyo, does Mrs.
Nitta ever speak of the future?

Not to me.

Well, someday soon, she
will have to name an heir.

One of her own geisha to succeed her.

Strange, isn't it, she has
not adopted Hatsumomo.

That would be like releasing
the tiger from its cage.

You have a gift for expression.

And if Mrs. Nitta adopts
Pumpkin that is hardly a threat.

But a young girl with eyes like rain...
But Mrs. Nitta would never choose me.

On the contrary, that is our goal.

-It is?
-Of course.

If you do not inherit the okiya, then
we will all be at the tiger's mercy.

Water's always in such a hurry.

Perhaps it is just as well.

We have no time to lose.

We must transform you.

And what takes years,
you must learn in months.

Say I'm entertaining the Baron.

Like so many clients, he's
trapped in an arranged marriage.

So in the teahouse, when he's seeking
my company instead I reward him like this:

With a glimpse of my wrist.

Seeing this demure little trace of
naked skin... Well, it gives him pleasure.

Or when you're sitting down, for the

briefest moment, press
your leg against his.

Always by accident, of course.

Mameha, when does a
geisha choose her danna?

I'm afraid it's the other way around.

Focus on your studies, Chiyo.

Music, the art of conversation.

That's the surest way to attract a danna.

On your feet, not off them.

Remember, Chiyo,
geisha are not courtesans.

And we are not wives.

We sell our skills, not our bodies.

We create another secret world.

A place only of beauty.

The very word "geisha" means "artist."

And to be a geisha is to be
judged as a moving work of art.

Agony and beauty,
for us, live side by side.

Your feet will suffer,
your fingers will bleed.

Even sitting and sleeping will be painful.

You cannot call yourself a true geisha

until you can stop a man in
his tracks with a single look.

No one can do that.

Choose someone for me.

The grey hat.

Choose someone for me, Onei-san.

The boy on the bike, with one look.

You are ready.

Hurry up!

You are not making money
standing there gawking at yourself.

For luck!

This binds us together forever as sisters.

Today you leave your childhood
and cast away your name.

From this day forward,
you will be known as:

"Sayuri."

When Mameha granted me my new name

I felt little Chiyo disappear
behind a white mask with red lips.

I was a maiko now.

An apprentice geisha.

From that moment, I told myself:

"When I make tea, when I pour sake"

when I dance, when I tie my
obi it will be for the Chairman.

Until he finds me.

"Until I am his."

Ready?

Thank you.

Friends we have the pleasure to
witness the debut of a new maiko.

I remember those eyes.

What was her name?

Sayuri.

Determined, isn't she?

If there'd been a drop of tea in that
pot, Sayuri would have gotten it out.

Don't tease, Baron,
it is her very first time.

What a beautiful dance, yes, Pumpkin?

Her fans are so hypnotic
that you never notice her feet.

-What's her name?
-Her name is Sayuri.

Sayuri? A name as sweet as she is.

I'm afraid these days even a common
chambermaid can call herself a geisha.

So it's nice to see such a
sincere young maiko. Isn't it?

Why, yes.

Surely you would like to thank
Hatsumomo, for her gracious compliments.

There is so much I would
like to say to Hatsumomo.

Sometimes the smartest remark is silence.

What better advice to
follow than your own?

Sayuri.

-I was a maiko myself once.
-Of course.

But it's been such a very
long long, long, long time.

I shall destroy you.

She can destroy you.
She will spread rumors

stalk you from teahouse to
teahouse, then steal your clients.

All in the hope that Mrs.
Nitta adopts Pumpkin instead of you.

-What can we do?
-We've got to outwit her.

To find a place somewhere beyond her reach

where you can practice your
skills without any interference.

-Your first sumo match.
-What?

Today you will meet Iwamura Ken.

He is head of the Iwamura
Electric Company in Osaka.

My client for years.

We will entertain him
and his partner, Nobu.

We may find Nobu quite a challenge.

He does not like geisha.

Be attentive. I will do the rest.

Chairman Iwamura. President Nobu.

This is my new younger sister, Sayuri.

Nobu-san.

Nobu-san.

Injured in Manchuria. War hero.

Sayuri, is this your first sumo match?

Nobu-san will have to educate you.
I cannot tell one wrestler from the next.

That is the Chairman's diplomatic
way of saying he hates sumo.

Did you notice our contribution?

We are harnessing the
power of water to bring

electricity to some
of the smaller villages.

-It was in the newspapers, wasn't it?
-With the Chairman's picture.

You compensate for all
my shortcomings, don't you?

May I ask, how does someone
harness the power of water?

You should never ask an engineer
to explain a thing, because he will...

Let the girl watch sumo.

Hatsumomo, that snake.
Quick, turn your attention to Nobu.

But, Mameha-neisan Hatsumomo finds
him repulsive. She'd never steal him away.

Mislead her. Go.

Perhaps Nobu-san will be kind
enough to explain the rules of the match.

Three things matter in life:
Sumo, business and war.

Understand one, you know them all.

But why should a geisha care?

You spend your time
plucking strings and dancing.

I humbly beg to differ.

What is sumo but a dance between giants?

What is business but a
dance between companies?

I'd like to know about
every kind of dance.

They are throwing salt to purify the ring.

That man is Miyagiyama,
the greatest fighter in Japan.

But he's so tiny.

Only compared to his opponent.

Miyagiyama may use hataki komi.

Are you listening?

Yes.

Hataki komi is a movement
the smaller combatant

uses to throw the larger man off balance.

Victory does not always
belong to the powerful.

Look. There.

In his eyes.

I'm afraid our time has come to a close.

-Going so soon?
-Not yet. I want her to see.

Now that is hataki komi!

I see now why you like sumo.

You can never judge a man's
power by his appearance alone.

Mameha.

You may bring her again.

I scoured the newspaper for
the Chairman's photograph.

Anything to preserve our moment together.

A moment stolen when I was
forced to turn my attention to Nobu.

In that instant, I felt the world shift.

But not my own determination.

I made a secret promise:

Along with his picture, I would lock
away my heart, and save it for him.

Come in.

Tonight we will deliver a
quick blow to Hatsumomo. How?

We will meet Nobu-san at
the Tsunashima restaurant.

But first, a visit to Dr. Crab.

Dr. Crab? It's a little nickname
he's earned over the years.

Hold still.

I have something in mind. A plan.

Now cut your leg where I've marked it.

-What? Or I will do it for you...
-Have you gone mad?

Do you trust me or don't you?

Well?

Go ahead, do it.

Careless with the sewing
scissors, were you?

Right through your beautiful kimono.
Such a pity.

It won't leave a scar, will it?

Sayuri is a special girl at a
very special time in her life.

Yes.

With those eyes, you
must be quite a commodity.

Clean cut.

Won't leave a mark, I promise.

But I had best prescribe
a bit of antiseptic.

Your honorable sister says,
"Cut your leg," you cut your leg.

She says, "Follow me", you follow her.

My life had turned into a game,
and only she knew the rules.

Ekubo. At the right moment,
slip it to Nobu discreetly.

He will know what it means.

-You have kept us waiting.
-Please, forgive us, Nobu-san.

The Chairman thinks I should
take more pleasure in life.

Music and the theatre.

What is your impression?

It is useless to push a cart sideways.

One could not wish Nobu-san
to be anyone but Nobu-san.

I could not agree more.

I owe this man everything.

He gives me too much credit, as usual.

Probably.

It is a trinket.

I found it a few days ago.

Nobu-san.
I had no idea you were so sentimental.

Call it my new leaf.

My mother...

My mother, she used to
wear something similar.

You do not like it?

Forgive me.
I've never received a present before.

What a beautiful comb.

Such a joyous moment, Sayuri.

You are finally getting what you deserve.

How lovely.

And now, will you excuse us, please?

We have another engagement.

Many, in fact.

Pumpkin.

You are most kind.

Now, give this one to Dr. Crab.

-Mameha, please.
-You're upset?

I want to trust you, I do.
But you have to tell me what's going on.

I am ensuring your future.

But tell me how. I beg you.

I'm trying to orchestrate a bidding war.

-What for?
-Your most precious attribute.

-And what is that?
-Your mizuage.

Did Mother ever tell you
about the eel in the cave?

Well, every once in a while a man's
eel likes to visit a woman's cave.

-Yes, I know.
-You do?

I live with Hatsumomo.

Your cave is untouched. Men like that.

We call this mizuage.

And to become a full geisha, you
must sell it to the highest bidder.

Did you sell yours?

The largest sum ever paid.
Ten thousand yen.

I freed myself from debt.

And so will you.

When you slip the rice cake to Dr. Crab

it is a sign that says your
mizuage is ripe for sale.

The doctor has no
desire to see you tonight.

Or any night.

Pumpkin.
Hatsumomo went to see Dr. Crab, yes?

I have to go, Chiyo-chan.

-Didn't she?
-I do not know.

Of course you know.
You shadow her every step.

You expect me to betray my big sister?

Has she made you cruel as well?

-No.
-My Pumpkin always told the truth.

But... The truth.

Tonight we went to the
teahouse to see Dr. Crab.

I sat outside, but I could
still hear through the screen.

And Hatsumomo then said to him:

"I live in the same okiya as Sayuri.

Did you know that she
brings men back to her room?"

"No," he said.

"Common sailors and fishermen too."

The doctor looked queasy, like
he didn't want to hear any more.

But she kept going.

And Hatsumomo said to
him, "What's the matter?

Have I told you more
than you wanted to know?"

I'm so sorry. I wanted to say something,
but how could I, Chiyo-chan? How?

Am I really like her? Am I?

Of course not.

Is Mameha-san cruel to you too?

No. She's so kind to me.

But sometimes I worry she's taking
me further from the things I want.

That man Nobu.

Do you really like him?

-No.
-That's what I thought.

Do you like somebody else?

Don't worry about me,
Chiyo-chan, I'll be fine.

Better than fine.

Mother plans to adopt me,

so my dream of having some place
to live out my life may come true.

I have to go.

We could still win, Sayuri.

How? Hatsumomo has
poisoned Dr. Crab against me.

Forget about him.
There are plenty of other fish in the sea.

-The Chairman has been kind...
-Sayuri.

Nobu and the Chairman
are business partners.

They would never bid against one another.

It is time we cast a wider net.

Suppose there was a night in Miyako,
hundreds of men, all in one place

-eager to bid for you.
-What do you mean?

Where you are the
object of all their fantasies.

The most famous geisha in the hanamachi.

-But I'm not.
-You will be.

Who is responsible for this?

Ask Mameha.

I'm asking you, Okasan.

How come Sayuri gets to be the lead?

It's your own fault.
You should practice more.

What did Mameha do?

Speak to the director in private?

Not every geisha uses
that kind of currency.

I'm looking forward to your performance.

You know how I adore
watching you dance, Chiyo.

They've all come.

The Baron, Nobu-san our beloved
Hatsumomo and that dapper General of hers.

Anybody else?

And even your old friend, Dr. Crab.

What if I dance poorly?

What if I disgrace myself
and no one takes interest?

You will be glorious.

Now it's time.

Sayuri, you remember the doctor.

I hope my performance pleased you, doctor.

Oh, you dance with such profound feeling.

I most humbly thank you.

It seems you've once again
caught the doctor's interest.

And I am most grateful.

-If you have heard any gossip...
-Yes?

...then I hope you will
follow your own advice.

And what would that be, pray tell?

Seek a second opinion.

Chairman.

Sayuri gave such a passionate
performance, don't you think?

Indeed.

Mameha, did you invite the
Chairman to my estate this weekend?

It's my annual blossom-viewing party.

Baron, I told you I can't go.
I have an urgent appointment.

Taking care of a little nuisance?

Or was that a naughty secret?

Baron, wouldn't Sayuri look stunning
among the flowers on your estate?

Yes, very pretty.
Be sure to send her along.

With a chaperone, of course.

I'm certain Mr. Bekku will oblige.

That's a fine idea, Baron.
But Sayuri is required at the theatre.

Mameha, I expect her there.

Nobu. Coming Saturday?

All that way to see a cherry tree?
I will leave that to the Chairman.

Wonderful tonight. Excuse me.

If you would rather not go.

I'd like to go very much.

Then be on your guard, every moment.

There is a reason
Hatsumomo wants you there.

Trust me, I know my Baron, Sayuri.

He has a weakness for beautiful women.

And now you are the most
celebrated geisha in all Miyako.

The most desired as well.

Pardon. Pardon me. Pardon me. Sayuri.

Today, even the cherry
blossoms are envious of her.

There's something I've been wanting
to say to you for some time now.

I'd like to...

To thank you for your
attention to Nobu-san.

Nobu can be a difficult man. So severe.

Hates parties, sake only in moderation.

And he disdains geisha.

But he...

He's fond of you.

Because you admire
him, I respect him more.

He will never tell you himself.
He's far too modest.

We were fighting in Manchuria together.

There was an explosion.

He protected me from the worst of it.

As you might imagine,
I owe him quite a debt.

Nobu has taught me a great deal.

Patience, for one thing.

I, in turn, have tried to teach him
you have to savor life while you can.

The lesson of the cherry blossom.

That is why Nobu likes you.

We must not expect happiness, Sayuri.

It is not something we deserve.

When life goes well, it's a sudden gift.

It cannot last forever.

Sayuri.

There you are. I have a present for you.

Mameha asked me to show
you my kimono collection.

It's quite venerated.

My grandfather and father
collected kimono before me.

I've given a number of
valuable kimono to Mameha.

I like to give present to beautiful girls.

It's for you.

Come. Have a closer look.

Isn't it lovely?

Try it on.

The Baron is too kind.

I will happily try it on with Mameha
when the Baron returns to Miyako.

Who knows when that will be?

Put it on now. Don't be shy.

Don't worry.

I am experienced in knotting obis.
And untying them as well.

Please. Mr. Bekku is waiting.

Bekku is waiting for no one.

Please!

Stop!

Please!

Stop now!

Sayuri I only want to have a look.

No harm in that.

Any man would do the same.

I heard a message on the wind.

So careless.

-You have ruined all our plans.
-I did nothing.

Please, Sayuri, do not insult me.
I know the Baron better than that.

He gave me a kimono.

-You sold yourself for a kimono.
-I did not sell myself!

Today is the day I accept
bids for your mizuage.

What kind of price can I hope to
demand with a finger pointed at your back?

He looked at me, that's all, Onei-san.

You will be examined at
the mizuage ceremony.

If you are found to be
worthless I am not worthless!

I am not worthless.

How much longer is
this bidding going to take?

Besides, who wants a plum when
someone has already had a bite?

What is it?

Twenty yen? Thirty?

This can't be the right amount.

I trust you agree. I have won the wager.

Sayuri's made history.

No mizuage has ever been sold for more.
Not even mine.

Fifteen thousand yen.

Unbelievable.

Of course, none of it will go to Sayuri.

Or to you, Mameha. It goes to this okiya.

All 15,000 yen to this estate.

I do not understand.

That Sayuri will inherit
as my adopted daughter.

-What?
-You wouldn't dare.

I'm entitled to do as I choose.

But you promised the okiya to Pumpkin!

Look at her. Still a virgin maiko.

-Pumpkin!
-Can't you adopt us both?

Quiet, Sayuri. I'm no fool.

Pumpkin would only be Hatsumomo's puppet.

How long will it take before
you kick us out onto the street?

I have given you my life.

Yes.

Your impudence.

Your foul temper.

Who paid for the silk on your back?
The rice in your bowl?

The tobacco in that pipe of yours? Who?

Don't exaggerate!
You have never even had a danna.

-Don't say it. Don't say...
-You chose that no-good Koichi. Stop it.

Sneaking through your window
at all hours of the night. Quiet!

Not like a geisha.

Like a common prostitute.

Enough!

Besides, you are getting old.

But Sayuri?

Sayuri is destined to become a legend.

My dear Okasan.

We will see

won't we?

Sayuri, your room is too small.

Take Hatsumomo's.

From now on, your name is Nitta Sayuri.

May I congratulate you both.

You too.

Everything we wanted, you made happen.
Thank you.

May I ask who?

Dr. Crab.

Was Nobu disappointed?

Nobu did not bid.
It was against his mighty principles.

Dr. Crab was opposed by the Baron.

My Baron.

Do you want to know the truth, Sayuri?

He was the highest bidder.

Forgive me. But I let it go to Dr. Crab.

I think you understand why.

I swear to you, I am innocent.

Of course you are.

No man would ever bid so much
for a thing he had already taken.

It was my own fault.
I did not protect you.

Celebrate this moment, Sayuri.

Tonight, the lights in the
hanamachi all burn for you.

My daughter.

You are full geisha now.

What are you doing in my room?

I came to congratulate you.

Please get out.

Why, little Chiyo.

Look what I found.

His initials, how elegant.

You've been hiding
your love for a long time.

The sacrifice every geisha must make.

Don't!

Isn't this where you keep it?
Next to your heart?

Give it back!

Give it back!

No!

Mother!

Pumpkin! Mother!

Kimono!

Kimono, Sayuri!

Kimono! Pumpkin!

I could be her.

Now I am geisha to this house.

I could be her.

Were we so different?

She loved once.

She hoped once.

I might be looking into my own future.

Until the real future
came falling from the air.

Stop.

Oh, Korin. Have you seen Sayuri?

No. I don't know.

Chairman!

They are sending us away,
but they won't say where.

Osaka. But you must not go.
The city is a prime target.

Get your things, quickly.

Nobu and I are trying to find safe havens,
for as many of you as we can. Come.

Here.

Work certificate. Nurse's aide.

Friend of mine is chief
surgeon in Kameoka.

What about Sayuri? Can't we go together?

Don't worry. She will be taken care of.

Here you are. Here we go!

Sayuri.

Sayuri! Come.

This is Arima.
He will take you into the hills.

Nobu has got a friend there.
A kimono-maker.

Anyone stops you, show them this.

-Do I have to go?
-It's remote. You will be safe.

What about you?
You said Osaka was dangerous.

Our factory is there. I have no choice.

Go!

I will express your gratitude to Nobu-san.

A year without news except
news of death, defeat, shame.

Rumors of cities evaporating
into clouds of smoke.

Then another year, and then another
until the old life is a dream life.

Was I ever geisha?

Did I ever dance holding a fan?

Who would hold a fan
now, or paint their lips?

And then another year.

Nothing.

Rice.

Work.

Rice.

Work.

Nothing.

Sayuri!

Sayuri!
A man from Osaka has come to see you.

Nobu-san.

General Tottori was captured
and tried as a war criminal.

The Baron lost his fortune
and committed suicide.

What about the okiya?

Mr. Bekku is gone, but the others...
Auntie and Mother?

Indestructible, as always.

And the Chairman?

As well as can be expected.

This is all that remains of our factories.

I'm so sorry, Nobu-san.

Sayuri...

We want to rebuild, but to
do that we will need your help.

What can I do?

Somewhere, under those rags are
you still the greatest geisha in Miyako?

If a tree has no leaves or
branches, can you still call it a tree?

With nothing but rubble at my feet,
can I still call myself a businessman?

I should have taken better care of you.

Please, you saved my life.

I owe you so much in return.

The Chairman and I
need American financing.

There is a man, a certain Colonel Derricks
who has the power to grant us a contract.

I showed him your picture.

He asked to meet you.

I am not a persuasive man, Sayuri.

But if you and a few geisha would
once again put on your kimono and join us

we could show the Americans
how hospitable our country can be.

How I wish, Nobu-san.

But that was a long time ago.

I have no doubt, Sayuri

that you could still melt
the heart of any man.

No matter how resistant.

I am not accustomed to begging,

but please know that if you consent

the Chairman and I would be most grateful.

One dollar. One dollar.

-What?
-One dollar.

The Chairman needed me.

But I was a far cry from
the geisha I had once been.

Hey, mama-san, let's step inside.

The secrets of our hidden world
were postcards now for girls back home.

Any streetwalker with a painted face and
silk kimono could call herself a geisha.

I looked for the one
person who might help:

Mameha.

The war was written on her face.

Everything about her, not just
her home, was less than before.

Sayuri, when my poor Baron filled his
pockets with stones I was desperate.

What could I do?

I sold my kimono, I traded
my jade combs for rations.

It was painful at first, but
I have made my peace.

Now, I make a small but
tidy living renting rooms.

I am not about to go chasing the past.

It might do you good.

-How?
-To remind you that, once

with a single glance, you could
bring a man like the Baron to his knees.

Well.

I did keep one kimono.

The Baron gave it to me
when he became my danna.

Thank you, Onei-san.

So tell me. What do we know
about entertaining Americans?

-Was she worth it?
-Hell, yeah.

-Come on.
-All right.

Chiyo-chan! Is that you?

I have no right to ask favors
of you, Pumpkin, I know that.

Guess what.
I only smoke Chesterfields now.

I have wanted to apologize to
you for so long about the okiya.

These soldiers, you know
who they've got me singing?

-It should have gone to you.
-Frank Sinatra and Dinah Shore.

If it is in your heart to forgive me...
Sayuri, don't.

The honest truth?

I'd rather chew sand
than go back to all that.

Then you are not angry with me?

Don't worry about me, chickadee.

I've got more clients than I can handle.

You seem so at home with these Americans.

They're bastards.

So who's this colonel?
Sounds like top brass.

He has the power to approve American
funding, for Nobu and the Chairman.

So is he willing to pay
us American dollars?

Cash?

Don't waste my time.

You think I'm a sucker?

I want 60 cases Lucky Strike, or I'm
taking my business to Sergeant MacPhee.

I had to become a geisha once more.

Mother had reopened the okiya,
but my powder box was empty.

My charcoal had turned to dust.

And yet, it was my one chance
to see the Chairman again.

Would he notice my weathered hands?

The threadbare silk?

See? You are yourself again.

The world had changed completely. Had he?

And would I finally find the
strength to tell him all that I felt?

Just look at you, Sayuri.
It's as if the war did not happen.

I am so glad to see that
the Chairman is safe.

Accept my apologies asking this of you...
No.

There is nothing I can
do to return your kindness.

-I've wanted to tell you that...
-Sayuri!

May I present Colonel Derricks.

My God, you're more stunning in person.

This is my associate, Lieutenant Hutchins.

It's an honor, ma'am.

Sayuri is one of the mysteries
of the Orient I told you about.

A mystery that perhaps you can solve.

-Would you mind? Can we? Colonel.
-Yes, of course. Colonel.

Okay, sure.

Good.

All right, hold it. Beautiful.

Hey, who likes whiskey?

Look at this. We got a live one, sir.

Chairman, please don't tell me
you started the party without me.

May I present Pumpkin.

-Hello!
-Pumpkin! Over here.

One sec.

Okay! Gentlemen! Please.

-Oh, it's been a long time.
-Good to see you.

You haven't changed.
You look like a little boy.

This is a... My!

It's huge! Like an elephant.

Please, have a seat. Buckle up.

I'm excited, but I'm scared.

You're not going anywhere! Okay?

Good for him, not so good for us.

May we join you, gentlemen?

-Yes, please.
-Wow, I could get used to this.

Back home, a bath is nothing
more than a quick shower on cold tile

with a bar of lye soap, right?

But here, you make
everything a ritual, don't you?

That is the art of turning
habit into pleasure, colonel.

Spoken like a true geisha.

If we are in business together, then
perhaps we will visit you someday.

I'd like to see the United States.

I know a little game we can play.

It's called Truth and Lies.

I know this game.
Back home we call it "marriage."

No, I'm serious. Now, listen closely.

-Sayuri know the rules.
-I never met a woman who didn't.

Each person says two things.
One is true, the other is not.

If you guess right,
the liar pays the price.

So it pays to lose.

There you go.

Okay, I'll go first. Let's see.

One day in Sapporo, where I was
born a fisherman caught a talking fish.

The other story is the true one.

And I haven't even heard it yet.

-How would you know?
-No, no. You drink. You drink.

-If I drown, it's all your fault.
-Nobu-san, your turn. Please.

I'm no match for these geisha.
They are experts in the art of deceit.

I'm an expert in one
thing and one thing only:

Sake.

Sayuri, the truest story you know.

Once, when I was a little girl
on the banks of the Sunagawa

a handsome stranger was kind
enough to buy me a cup of sweet ice

I think we have to stop the game.

If Pumpkin drinks any
more sake, she will pass out.

-That is a true story.
-Mameha. Sayuri. Everyone.

-I'm sorry.
-Okay.

So.

What is the protocol?

Excuse me?

Suppose I wanted to see you in private.

I beg your pardon, colonel,
that is not a geisha's custom.

Don't be coy. I mean, if it's
a question of price, I'm sure...

If there were a price,
you could never afford it.

I saw the two of you whispering.

You have arranged some
kind of tryst, haven't you?

-What did you promise him?
-Your company. Nothing more.

He seemed to expect a great deal!

If I had wanted a common
whore, I could have hired one.

What are you trying to say?

Just the idea of you with him,
with any man you'd be dead to me!

Can't you see that I want you for myself?

You have ruined me.

Before we met, I was a disciplined man.

I should not have asked you to come.

The Chairman was against it.

I should have listened to him.

I must beg your forgiveness, Nobu-san.

I was foolish to think
you would barter me away.

Then you made no
arrangement with the colonel?

Please don't insult me again.

If he ratifies our contract then
I will be a man of means again.

There is nothing I want more, Sayuri

than to become your danna.

I already owe you far too much.

-I will not be refused.
-Please.

We are tied to each other.
I know you feel it too.

I never meant to mislead you.

Sayuri.

I do not like things held up
before me that I cannot have.

When you first introduced me to Nobu I
was such a fool to give him my attention.

-You cannot refuse him. You must not.
-But, Mameha...

What is he to think?
He safeguarded your life.

-So he owns it?
-Sayuri.

I know what it is like to try
and scrape by without a danna.

I will do something, anything else.

Renting rooms? Scrounging for every meal?

Is this the life that you want?

I want a life that is mine!

Nobu has never treated you
with anything but kindness.

-I don't want mere kindness.
-What?

What more can we expect, we geisha?

You had feelings for
the Baron, didn't you?

I never allowed myself that.

Don't lie to me.

In time, you learn.

-I don't want to learn!
-Sayuri!

We don't become geisha
to pursue our own destinies.

We become geisha
because we have no choice.

Pumpkin.

What is it? What's wrong?

Nothing.
I have a favor to ask, that's all.

Ask.

At 9:00, bring Nobu to the pool
on the far side of the garden.

Not a minute before, not a minute after.
Yes?

And, please, do not tell Nobu
that I will be there waiting.

It's a surprise?

Yes, it's a surprise.

Whoa, in here?

What? No, no, no. Hang on.
Hey, hey, hey. No, whoa.

I think we have done it.

Let's make sure he signs.

Wait!

Are we doing this or not?

Yes?

Chairman.

Chairman!

How could you?

You don't know what you have done!

But I do.

I do not understand.

Why did you have to bring the Chairman?

Because I know how you feel about him.

A long time ago, you
took something from me.

The only thing I'd ever truly wanted.

Well

now you know how it feels.

The heart dies a slow death.

Shedding each hope like leaves.

Until one day there are none.

No hopes.

Nothing remains.

She paints her face to hide her face.

Her eyes are deep water.

It is not for geisha to want.

It is not for geisha to feel.

Geisha is an artist of the floating world.

She dances.

She sings.

She entertains you.

Whatever you want.

The rest is shadows.

The rest is secret.

Sayuri, quickly. The teahouse just called.

You are to meet a very
important client tonight.

Who?

It must be Nobu. Yes.

He is going to be one of
the richest men in Osaka.

He wants to honor his promise:

To become your danna at last.

Give me.

It's about time.

Finally, a return on my investment.

Keiko, maybe one day you will be as lucky.

No geisha can ever hope for more.

Let me see it.

Chairman.

Where is Nobu-san?

He won't be coming.

Is something wrong?

He knows what happened.
It is not in his nature to forgive.

Chairman, what happened on the island...
Please, you do not have to explain.

But I have shamed myself
so deeply, past all forgiveness.

No. I'm the one who must be forgiven.

I do not understand.

Perhaps if you had only known the truth...

The truth?

Some years ago.

I was on my way to the theatre.

I saw a little girl weeping
by the Sunagawa.

I stopped to buy her a cup of sweet ice.

You knew I was that little girl?

Didn't you ever wonder why
Mameha took you under her wing?

Mameha came to me because of you.

I wish you could have told me long ago.

What could I do?

I owe Nobu my life.

And so

when I saw he had a chance at
happiness with you, I stood silent.

But...

But I cannot any longer.

I hope

it is not too late.

Don't be afraid to look at me, Chiyo.

Can't you see?

Every step I have taken...
since I was that child on the bridge

has been to bring myself closer to you.

You cannot say to the sun, "More sun."

Or to the rain, "Less rain."

To a man, geisha can only be half a wife.

We are the wives of nightfall.

And yet, to learn of kindness
after so much unkindness

to understand that a little girl
with more courage than she knew

would find her prayers were answered...
can that not be called happiness?

After all... these are not the memoirs
of an empress, nor of a queen.

These are memoirs of another kind.

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