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Yeah. That's right.

Something colorful with impact.

A streaming video.

Okay, good.

Of course I can do that.

See you then.

We're closed.

The ramen is finished.

Go home. Go home.

Why are you standing there? Get the hell out of here.

Okay... Okay already.

Are you hungry?

Over there.

Sit down.

Sit down and wait.

What happened? What's wrong?

Who the hell knows?

I guess she is hungry.

Is she hurt?

Do you think she needs to go to the hospital?

Maybe she'll go away after she eats.

Do the foreigners eat spring onion?

They must eat spinach.

Popeye loves spinach.

Eat.

Girlie. Eat. Eat.

What did she say?

No idea. She's a lunatic.

Eat, please.

She's nuts.

Eat.

Thank you.

Look. She drank all the broth.

Ra-men.

Ra-men.

No, it's fine.

Yes, it is okay.

Wait a minute.

Thank you very much.

Please come back again.

Come in.

Sorry to keep you waiting. This way, please.

Thank you.

Thank you very much.

Come in.

Oh, you didn't have to.

Please, sit down.

Here.

Thank you very much.

The ramen is finished. I'm sorry.

Sorry. Sold out.

Go home.

What?

Sit.

I think she wants to help.

Sit.

What do I do?

Okay... take this to the two ladies over there.

Thank you.

You're welcome.

Listen to that.

She speaks fluent Japanese.

What is up?

Welcome.

You're too late. We're sold out.

Sorry.

I knew it.

Bad luck follows me.

That girl. Is she new?

Tonight it's the International House of Ramen.

She's so cute.

She's probably married.

Why don't you ask her?

Are you kidding?

He's middle-aged.

He has a big gut and doesn't speak English.

Why would she be interested in him?

I should have studied more English in high school.

It's late. She should go.

She's still here?

What the hell?

Is she crazy?

Hey, girlie, go home.

I don't understand what you're saying.

For Japanese people it's time to go to bed.

No.

I can't understand a word you're saying.

Go home.

Don't you have a place to sleep?

What are you? The typhoon girl?

I told you to go home.

Teacher.

Teacher?

Me? Teach you?

Teacher.

Teacher?

Are you out of your mind?

We have enough lunatics in this ramen shop.

We don't need another one.

What is she saying now?

How should I know?

I think she wants me to be her teacher.

No, no crying. No crying.

Every time you come here, something weird happens.

All right. Come back tomorrow.

Tomorrow.

Five o'clock.

Why are you hitting my hand?

Five o'clock in the morning.

You understand? Understand?

Five o'clock in the morning.

That's right. You've got it now.

I have to go to sleep now.

You also go to sleep now.

Good... Good. Let's all go to sleep.

Shut up already! Don't you ever stop talking?

Who the hell is that girl?

What the hell are you doing here?

You're 15 minutes late.

Idiot.

Clean.

Why the hell are you coming into my house with your shoes on?

Where the hell are you looking? Your shoes!

Off.

What's wrong with you?

What does "sorry" mean?

Stupid ignorant girl.

What's going on down there?

It's the lunatic... She came back.

What do you call this?

In Japanese, it's called "dirty".

I'll do it.

I said, no.

Clean.

Give me that.

Sit like this.

What are you afraid of?

Clean inside...

Inside the bowl.

Deep inside.

Get down inside. Deeper.

Girlie, come here...

So is she working here now?

I wonder.

She won't last 3 days with that tyrant.

She looks terrible. Poor thing.

Do you think she'll tutor me in English?

Why would she want to waste her time with an old fart?

I'm afraid my husband will be keeping her very busy.

Of course.

I figured.

I can't stand it.

Pathetic. Come on, lover boy. Help me home.

Thank you. Good night.

Reiko, stop.

The lunatic will do it.

It's okay.

What do you think you're doing?

Look.

You should let her go home.

Did you see what she looks like? She's a mess.

She was already a mess when she came here.

Look at what you're doing.

Mommy... I want to go home to America.

Don't touch the broth.

Listen!

Touch it again and I'll kill you. Get it?

Clean. That's your job.

How many times do I have to tell you...

...don't dump dirty water in this sink.

I told you a hundred times.

Idiot. Messing with the broth.

Stop it!

Stop making so much noise.

Cook ramen?

Grow up first.

Get this...

I'm the teacher.

You're the student.

I'll decide when you will cook ramen.

You came to me.

I didn't go out and find you.

Here.

Clean, see?

You're not listening to a thing I'm saying.

Wait a minute.

I'm trying to tell you something.

I'm sorry.

I want...

...to be your student.

Telephone.

Take these...

To the two old ladies who never go home.

Please.

Thank you.

She's lucky. She has long legs.

Abby. Abby.

Money.

First month's salary. Please go.

Holiday.

Where's that lazy girl?

Is she in the shop?

What is she doing?

Just go.

Hey!

Do you believe this girl is studying to be a ramen chef?

Ramen?

Does she have a Japanese boyfriend?

She just got dumped.

But if you want to get laid... Try the redhead.

For sure.

Toshi Iwamoto.

Maezumi, Good morning.

Morning.

You remember my son?

Hello.

He's doing very well in his training.

Soon the Grand Master will give him his blessing.

And I'll have my successor.

Oh, Maezumi...

Say hello to your wife.

Bastard.

A bowl of ramen is a self-contained universe...

With life from the sea.

The mountains and the earth.

All existing in perfect harmony.

Harmony is essential.

What holds it all together...

...is the broth.

The broth...

gives life to the ramen.

Understand?

So with that in mind, observe the ramen.

Observe the ramen.

Why are you looking at me? Look at the ramen.

What are you? Idiot?

I know the problem.

Your forehead is too small.

A small forehead means a small brain.

Like a monkey.

You should be swinging from a tree screaming "kya kya kya".

Screaming like a monkey.

If you just look at the ramen, you'll feel it.

Listen! Listen! Stop thinking about words!

Use your heart!

The hell with this book!

'Crazy'? I understand the word, 'crazy'.

I know what 'crazy' means.

Monkey brain!

Will you hire an interpreter before we all go crazy?

She doesn't need one.

She's completely frustrated.

It's not as if she doesn't understand.

She understands everything I'm saying.

But she's so stubborn...

and so on edge she doesn't realize she understands.

What are you talking about?

She can't understand a word you say.

It's simple! Learn to cook ramen. Simple!

Fine.

You two can kill each other.

Omoshiroi. Interesting.

We do not celebrate Christmas.

But Shintaro always loved the holiday.

We'd buy a little tree just for him.

What's all this crap?

Be nice. Abby-san wanted to decorate.

This isn't Disneyland.

It's not that bad. Maybe it helps her feel more at home.

If she wants to feel at home, she can go back to America.

Yankee, go home!

What's this?

This isn't McDonald's.

Beautiful.

Beautiful?

Are you crazy?

It's decoration.

Just like all this crap you hung on my walls.

I don't want to interfere.

But when someone gives you a gift, you should accept it graciously.

Wow!

What's this?

The shop looks great!

We're closed.

I'm not here for ramen tonight.

What then?

An insignificant gift.

Merry Christmas.

Thank you.

Thank you.

What's she doing?

Whenever she comes here, she makes a mess.

Who is she?

She works for Master Maezumi.

He's training her to be a ramen chef.

Crazy fool. Has he gone completely mad?

Hey, guys...

I'll bet she keeps him young in his old age.

I'm sure he makes her squeal and cry.

Hello, everybody.

You're having a good laugh.

Oh, Maezumi.

You're the one laughing at us.

Teaching a blonde-haired woman ramen.

It's none of your business what I do.

You're a disgrace!

The Grand Master gave you his blessing.

What do you think he'd say about this?

He would say...

'Oh, Maezumi, I'll bless your student's ramen.'

The Maezumi family in heaven will cheer:

Ramen, rah! rah! rah! Maezumi, rah! rah! rah!

You stink. It's morning, and you're already drunk.

If I knew I was going to see you, I would have drank more.

Right.

The Master's coming in two months to taste my son's ramen

and give him his blessing.

Hello.

Hello.

While he's here...

why don't you give him the pleasure

of tasting the blonde's ramen as well?

Those heavenly cheerleaders chanting: 'rah! rah! rah!' would be interesing.

I'd like to see that.

He'll taste the girl's broth...

and he'll give her his blessing.

You really think so?

If not...

I'll stop cooking ramen.

"It's true... I swear it..."

Abby, look.

Look at the broth.

Chicken...

Pork bones.

Will you stop using your head?

Feel it.

Experience it with your body.

I don't understand that, I don't understand...

Like a broken record.

Go finish the dough.

Sensei...

What?

Photos.

What are you babbling about, now?

Who do you think you are?

Have you been spying on me?

Your job is to wash the toilet.

I'll break your head.

I knew we'd all go crazy!

That boy in the pictures is Shintaro. Our son.

He sent me this scarf.

My husband hasn't spoken to him in five years.

No spirit.

Spirit.

Are you at home?

Are you here?

Where...

Mother...

I need your help.

Her broth is bland.

I wonder why.

She's mastered the technique perfectly.

Sometimes to much technical training can get in the way.

You cook with your head.

Understand?

Your head...

is full of noise.

You must learn

to cook from the quieter place deep inside of you.

Every bowl of ramen that you prepare...

is a gift for your customer.

The food that you serve your customer becomes a part of them.

It contains your spirit.

That's why your ramen must be an expression of pure love.

A gift...

from your heart.

Do you understand?

Mother.

Thank you very much.

Begin by putting your tears into your broth.

Good night.

Abby's ramen.

Trial run.

Thank you.

Eat up!

Thanks.

Thank you very much.

The noodles are good.

Very good.

They liked the noodles.

What about the broth?

We'll see.

Not bad.

Not bad at all.

Not bad.

I wonder...

Do you think I'll ever get married?

I doubt it.

I don't want to spend the rest of my life alone.

What the hell is wrong with you?

I miss my hometown in Okinawa.

What wrong with you people?

Mental patients!

Poochie.

Why did he have to die?

He was like a son to me.

Poor little dog.

My husband...

hasn't laid a finger on me...

in fifteen years!

What's going on here?

Have some of Abby's ramen.

I didn't drink the broth.

Grand Master... Grand Master...

Welcome, Master.

Be careful.

Grand Master...

Grand Master...

Please...

Look at it.

It's perfect.

But what does it taste like?

I have a successor!

Thank you.

Thank you.

Thank you very much.

What are those green things?

Peppers.

And the red?

Tomatoes.

Oh, my God...

It's Italian.

There's corn floating in there, too!

Young lady... What do you call this dish?

Goddess ramen.

Goddess ramen.

Grand Master.

It's good.

But you need more time... and more restraint.

I cannot give you my blessing.

Hey.

Let me know when you're ready to sell.

I'm planning on expanding.

What happened?

Sit.

I'm sorry.

You're sorry?

Really...

You're a selfish, stubborn girl.

You had to have your way.

Corn...

Peppers...

Goddess Ramen...

I couldn't believe it.

You have no respect.

Understand what I'm saying?

A little.

A little.

Almost one year,

and you still can't understand Japanese.

You really are an impossible ignorant girl.

Myself.

Myself.

What is this 'self', huh?

My son Shintaro...

also said 'myself, myself' all the time.

'Dad, I want to study French cooking.'

He left.

He went to France.

Paris.

He didn't want to be the successor of a dirty ramen shop.

Anyway...

A great ramen chef...

must have a successor.

Without a successor, his life is meaningless.

And then you came walking into my shop, crying...

'Teach me Ramen'.

I trained you...

just like I trained my son.

Everyone said I would break you.

They were worried you'd quit.

But, Abby... you're still here.

Really...

you have the Japanese spirit.

As for me...

I'm finished.

I worked every day for 45 years. Now my time is over.

Understand?

Impossible girl.

Doesn't understand anything.

Where's that stupid book of yours?

Successor.

You...

my successor.

We'll miss you, Abby.

Write us a letter.

Come see the summer festival.

There's still time before you have to go.

It's Abby-san.

Abby-san.

Put Abby-san up on the shrine.

Abby-san, ride the shrine.

ONE YEAR LATER...

Good evening.