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An Epic/Sony and
Directors Company production

Starring:

Yoriko Doguchi

Usagi Aso
Kenso Kato

Yuichi Kishino
Hiroshi Katsuno

Tsutomu Nitta
Mitsuhiro Shindo

Shoko Kubota
Junko Watanabe

Shiori Konno
Tamami Hayashi

Yumi Tachihara
Miki Yamaji

Juzo Itami

Executive Producers:
Shigeo Maruyama / Susumu Miyasaka

Producer:
Fumio Yamamoto

Publicity & Distribution Producer:
Katsunori Arai

Script:
Kiyoshi Kurosawa / Kunitoshi Manda

Cinematography:
Toshihiko Uryu

Production Design:
Keiko Hoshino

Editing:
Junichi Kikuchi

Directed by
Kiyoshi Kurosawa

I've come at last, Yoshioka.

BUMPKIN SOUP

December 12th - Election Day

Hey! A freshman? Which dept?

Shall I take a nude photo of you,
in memory of your entrance?

Music Circle, Veracruz.

Campus Map for Freshmen

Veracruz

Freshmen this way
Stage of One Thousand

It's here. I've come at last, Yoshioka.

I panicked.

Who are you?

Isn't Yoshioka there?

No, he isn't.

Will he come here, if I wait for him?

Will who come?

Minoru
Yoshioka.

- Who's he?
- Er...

Where do the seminars of
Professor Hirayama,

Of the Psychology Department,
take place?

This is only between us.

We are already tired of living
on our own terms.

Now we're aware of that at last.

It took us 20 years to finally
figure that out.

But it's not too late for us.

We're thinking of making every effort

To reconstruct a story
that was broken by someone.

That means dreaming of living
in a perfect story.

And, another necessary thing is
"to search".

Romance instead of sex

Hi! Are you a freshman?

- No.
- Then a senior?

I'm not a student of this university.

I see...

- Are you surprised? No, not at all.
-

I've come here looking for
this man: Yoshioka.

- Where are you from?
- From the countryside.

- Are you surprised? No, not at all.
-

Is he your lover?

The man you gave your virginity to?

All the university students
are like that?

They always do such things?

You're going to the Psychology
Dept? I'll come too.

Do you go to Hirayama's seminars?

I haven't made my mind up yet...

I guess I'll go.

Take me, please!

Unity Gathering
Rely on Other People!!

- All the students are present.
- ΟΚ.

We're busy!

I become angry when I
see a selfish man.

Yoshioka isn't like that?

Of course not.

All the university students in Tokyo
are shameless, aren't they?

New Liberal Psychology

They've already started.

Is that man in there?

Is he there?

I
wonder.

How about going in?

Now...?

Let's go!

Can I help?

I'm a newcomer in the
Psychology Dept.

ΟΚ.

No, I'm not...

ΟΚ.

You're newcomers. Welcome.

Please.

Is there someone named
Yoshioka here?

- Yoshioka?
- Yes

Minoru Yoshioka. Do you know him?

He was present only a few times at first;
since then he's been absent.

I've heard he belonged to
a music circle.

He's no longer there.

I've heard he played in a club.

That's a lie.

- That professor is charming.
- Eh?

I like him.

I saw him play at the club.

Liar!

- I saw it!
- Absurd. I lied.

- Why did you lie?
- Why not? It's my own business.

- - I really saw it.
You mistook him.

No. It absolutely was Yoshioka.

All right. It was Yoshioka.

The eyes didn't see, yet the mind
was watching, certainly.

What on earth is the truth?

Exactly. That is a serious problem
in psychology.

I'm confused!

Yoshioka won't come here any more.

So where should I go?
For I love Yoshioka...

I'll marry him.
He's the reason I left home.

I liked that seminar!

Though it's a pity
Yoshioka wasn't there.

- Now I'll go.
- You'll go where?

You've no place to go.
Come to our dormitory!

No, thank you.

Relax! Let's go.

No, thank you.

You're stubborn.

- For what reason? - Why?
-

So, the thing is...

If I'm asked "why,"

I cannot help answering with
"there's no reason why."

Why?

You said it.

I'd like to propose something.

From now on,

How about not asking "why?"
Agreed?

If one continues to ask "why," one
can get only endless answers in return.

I think we shall become exhausted at last,
and reach the limits of our time.

By "exhausted," do you mean having
reached the limits of one's intelligence?

No. It doesn't mean the limits
of intelligence,

Just of those who are asking "why."

But why? Whilst he lives, a human being
continues to think,

He thinks all the way until he dies.

As I said, what I'm proposing
is to just stop asking "why."

Can we agree?

Yet it's normal for students to
ask "why" of a professor.

No. It isn't normal at all.

It's good that students ask
"what is this name?" of a professor.

Then I'm willing to answer,
because I know plenty of names.

We don't want to ask for names.

Why?

But I mustn't say that. My bad.

As for "why,"
one must think by oneself.

So far as one thinks by oneself, yes?

No.

No. It's not good to think by oneself.

Why?

But really... I don't know why.
Only music always moves us.

Always. Right?

- It's strange, I don't know why.
- You're right.

There are many interesting things,
but only music can really move us.

Why?

Those are "absolute notes,"
aren't they?

That is to say,
there aren't "absolute words,"

But music has "absolute notes."

"Do."

This is the absolute note of "Do."

"Do."

"Re."

"Mi."

"Fa."

"So."

What I really want to talk about is

Simply

About chairs,

A table,

A cup,

Mountains, forests,

The sea,

My friends,

And the man I love.

No one thinks of

Talking about the relationship
between chairs and a table,

Nor that between forests and the sea,

No more than that between him and me.

Nobody thinks about such things.

By the way,

The relationship between
"Do" and "Re,"

Nor that of "Mi" and "Fa,"

Music doesn't ever consist of these.

There are simply

Just several sounds there,
it would seem.

Even if everything is forbidden,

Or if everything is forgotten,

Only music will survive.

I believe that only music

Will always be able to triumph,

Over any trap

Contained within

A relationship.

We hide certain parts of our own bodies,
because we feel them shameful.

Which parts one feels shameful of
depends on one's own culture.

There is no general principle at work there.

I can say that shame is cultural nonsense

For example, when we feel
ashamed of a part of our body,

We cover it with a piece of cloth.

Even if we do so, shame doesn't
disappear so easily.

Certainly it's true that we can
conceal that part from others' eyes,

But at the same time that lets them know
which part we're ashamed of.

That is to say that hiding something

Only results in making clear
the part you're ashamed of.

It seems to me that this is
even more shameful.

Therefore...

How can I say, in order to

Conquer this new shame
caused by covering up,

People in the future might
stop hiding themselves.

In other words,
people might live naked.

If stark naked, we cannot tell from
the outside which part one is ashamed of.

Such a time might happen
to come about.

In conclusion, I'd like to say
that shame is much more

Powerful than a piece of cloth,
and has priority.

- What are you doing?
- Nothing especially.

Are you a student here?

Yes, I am.

Are you an ally? Or an enemy?

I'm an ally.

What are you doing?

A pirouette practice.

Yoshioka was in a band.

For a high-schooler,

He plays fairly well, doesn't he?

You'd better forget old songs.

Go beyond! Overtake the fish

Go beyond! And go further

Go beyond! In the open sea

Go beyond! And swim away

University is an odd place.

It always looks like a festival.

Rather like an amusement park.

Or perhaps a battlefield?

How about some flowers?

How about flowers of the cosmos, which
will make you encounter your beloved?

Please give me those.

All right. That'll be 500 yen.

Here you go.

Thank you.

Nice flowers.

A present for you.

No, thank you. I already have
many like these.

I bought these to give to you.

Consider them as me and
cherish them, please.

You're a freshman?
This is my present to you.

As a memory of your entrance.

Thank you.

Bye.

You played music before?

A long time ago.

I could have belonged to this club...

But that matters little.

Would you happen to be Aki?

Yes, I am.

I'm Teruoka. I was in the same year
as you in high school.

Ah! Teruoka! But why are you here?

Actually, I've sat the entrance
examination here.

I'm surprised.

I didn't want to stay in the countryside.
I was eager to go to Tokyo.

But if one says that in the countryside,
it's a bit embarrassing, right?

That's why.

But rather than me, Aki,
why are you here?

Oh, me?

Because of a personal matter.

But I didn't think that you thought
about such things back then.

- Really?
- Yes.

You've changed so much!

You look completely like a
sophisticated city man.

With that hat.

This hat?

And your clothes, and your shoes.

But first of all, this hand!

This is the hand of a city dweller.

- You think?
- Yeah.

You've been able to change so much!

I've changed so much?

You've really changed. I admire you!

If so, how about coming to
a café with me?

No, thanks.

- Really?
- Yes.

Well, then maybe I...

I don't need to go there either.
I'll stay here instead.

Please do go, Teruoka.

- I'd better go there?
- Yes. Don't worry about me.

Then, I'm off.

Are you really Teruoka?

Are you really Teruoka?

Listen to this record.
This is a very good one.

No, thank you.

How about some caramels?

No. No, thank you.

All right. I'll be on that
bench over there.

If you're free, come over.

- Bye.
- I'm sorry.

Don't you want to be naked?

What? Why?

There's always betrayal in the line of
escape, like a man with no past or future.

Yoshioka, I hope you'll be here today.

Hey. You're Aki, aren't you?

Could it be this man is Yoshioka?

Yoshioka, how have you been?

Aki, I haven't seen you for so long.

You've enrolled here?

She's serious.

I wonder where we were...

All right. If we go beyond
an experience of "localized shame,"

It seems that our body, being
incapable of delivering its energy,

Is forced to undergo a sort
of physical stiffness.

For example, a certain change
occurs in the body, or such like?

Or hair goes totally white?

Though we haven't, comma,

Truly yet observed

These phenomena directly, comma

We have certain grounds

To suggest we shouldn't deny
their existence theoretically, period.

For the time being, comma,

We call these physical changes,
open inverted comma

Extreme shame mutation,
close inverted comma, period.

It's possible that hair
goes completely white.

The extreme shame is...

That of the index ten, isn't it?

Myself, I've never experienced
such shame.

Maybe we ought to experiment?

We aren't yet at that point.

I don't mind being a guinea-pig.

Appreciate your eagerness, yet...

I'm tired. Please pardon me

While I take a nap.

Shame...

How wonderful it'd be if I could humiliate
a young girl, and be humiliated by her!

That was a long nap.

Did I say something in my sleep?

I didn't notice.

Really?

No seminar today?

No. We're collecting material.

I didn't expect that.

Isn't the other girl with you?

Just me today.

Is this available at the store?

Yes. But I'll give it to you.

You've copies in stock, Professor?

We still have many. Please.

Please give her this book.

- But she isn't a student here.
- That's not important!

I wonder why you're angry?

Even though we've met here again?

I'll be back soon.

The university is blossoming

With love, delight and organs

The university is blossoming

In a word: a battlefield

The university is...

Blossoming

A moratorium on killing time

The university is blossoming

In a word: an emotion

I thought you were different!

I'm always myself, everywhere I go

I'm always...

Myself

Dreams are dreams

Always, everywhere

Dreams are dreams

Everything always, everywhere

Everything always, everywhere

I dislike you.

Dislike. Dislike!

Dislike.

I dislike you!

I hate you!

How wonderful the romance
between the two!

Discreet, gentle, admirable love!

The strong chest of that attractive man

You don't touch it, nor approach it

Without being embraced
by the beloved man

You're a blossom which is
to fall on a late spring day

Goodbye.

"To not chase anyone who leaves,"
that is my policy.

New Liberal Psychology
- The more you know, the more you're embarrassed.

Would you try reading this book?

But I'm going home.

Before you return,
please read this book

And let me know your thoughts.

New Liberal Psychology
by Enkichi Hirayama

Hi!

How are you? It's been a while.

- Hi!
- I'll be a failed student?

I heard that you've
played music before?

Yes.

Dense roses, smiling and swinging

Inviting me, who is looking for love

Now let's sing

An old song

To send you the song

Thinking of kisses

On your lips

On an evening of a crescent moon
of stars far away

In the city of Avalon
in sweet scents.

Everyone arrives at a point when one's mind
is full of problems about men and women.

I was happy when I intruded without
reflection, from country to city,

From the outside to
the inside of the university,

Iooking for an adventure
leading to love.

I thought that I could find any kind of
questions and answers there.

In a corner of the refectory,
in a room of a club,

On the grass on campus,
in corridors, in staircases,

There are human beings,
here and there.

When I throw a question at them,

They start talking about themselves,
without exception.

Yet they are far beyond my imagination,
as I'm just a girl from the countryside.

Because they talk in grammar
incomprehensible to a woman,

I cannot know in which direction
I should start walking.

I've met Professor Hirayama.
We stared at each other.

I don't know what happened,
but there was a crucial turning point.

What I wished for wasn't an
adventure leading to love

But perhaps love leading to
an adventure.

Not love for love's sake,
but love for adventure's sake.

It seems that the time when it was good
for a woman to simply be a woman has ended.

That means that she should never
put on an attractive expression,

Never wander around walking in a manner
as if she'd grown up here,

And chatter delightfully with people.

She would become one of the majority,
those people in good health,

That is to say, become a man.

I don't think of ceasing
to be a woman.

I have a strategy

That is, to reveal that this university

This place at large,
has been a woman.

Of course, don't consider me a woman
crying over an impossible love.

In a place where all those other than
men are called women,

Do you have the self-assurance
to survive, Yoshioka?

Following faithfully
a line drawn by you,

I'm not going to be
contained by any frame.

Nobody will be able to tolerate us.

I'll start acting in such away

As to have an influence on everybody.

It will be easy. I'm not a woman
who hides herself and hesitates.

I'm a woman who laughs
but not the loud laughter of men.

It should be perfect
if only I have the best smile.

What do you think of this, Yoshioka?

Can you resolve the enigma
of this smile?

No! Set me free!

- We won't be found out?
No, coz Hirayama won't come today.

Are experiments interesting?

Of course!

We'll succeed?

Don't worry. With you, surely
we'll succeed.

Do you think so?

Oh, been a while.

- Hi!
- Hi!

- Hi!
- Hi!

I haven't seen you for ages.
By the way, what's the matter?

I wanted to see Hirayama.

- Hi!
- Hi!

He says he can't come as
he's not feeling well.

Oh? That's unlucky.

We'll do a psychological test.
Do you want to see it?

No, thanks. I'm going.

They say it's interesting.

Stay with us!

Yeah? All right. I'll stay.

Now we'll start an experiment
concerning shame.

We'll borrow your
tough body and mind.

We're sure to obtain a good result.

- Let's start!
- ΟΚ.

Oh, Aki. What?
What's up?

What's wrong? Hmm?

What's wrong? Are you all right?

Do you want some coffee?

You'd prefer tea?
Coffee is OK, perhaps?

What? That's strange, where did I put it?

Wasn't it difficult for you
to find my room?

Are you all right?
What's wrong?

What? What's wrong?

What? Was I crying?

It looks like you were crying.

It's strange; I have
nothing to cry about.

Do you like to listen to Brahms?

Brahms? Don't you
have any other records?

Like what?

Beethoven, for example.

Beethoven? He's in the lower class...

How about Mozart?

He's at the bottom of
the middle class.

- Saint-Saëns?
- Saint-Saëns?

Let's listen to Brahms.

No, thank you. I don't want to.

- Hey Teruoka,
- Yes?

Do you know what sort of things
they do in the Psychology Dept?

The Psychology Dept. is the place
where they study psychology.

In a word, it isn't philosophy,
nor a science.

Suspended between the two, it wants
to become an ideology, but it cannot.

It's a vague subject like that.

- Hey.
- Yes?

Do you know Professor Hirayama, of the Psychology Dept?

No, I've never heard of him.
Who is he?

You're at the same university, right?

University is that sort of place.

The inexperienced students
failed the experiment.

They couldn't prove Hirayama's hypothesis
concerning "extreme shame mutation."

The woman guinea-pig,
in a position of extreme shame,

Instead of undergoing the phenomenon
of physical stiffness,

Experienced rather
the utmost pleasure.

The wave of pleasure that spread from her
enveloped the students, one after another.

The wave of pleasures wept over
everybody, without exception.

It doesn't distinguish
between anything,

Sweeping over the mind,
as well as the body,

Over the men as well as the women.

In the wave, the contours of things
become clearer to the eyes.

One can understand
everything instantly.

Everybody understood
at once and simultaneously.

Professor, are you not well?

Excuse me for coming in
without permission.

Since you slept well...

- A glass of water?
- Yes.

Professor, I'm thinking of
attending your seminar.

Yes? That's good.

But I'm actually not a student here.

That doesn't matter.

Many things are so complicated,
that I don't know what to do.

Now let's go to the classroom.
They may be waiting.

But you're ill, aren't you?

No. I don't know why,
but I'm fine now.

- Where are you from?
- From the countryside.

University is a good place,
though there are many problems.

Yes.

How are you?

They're waiting inside.

Has there ever been a more
shameful sight than this?

This is exactly what I foresaw.

Right from the start, they haven't had
the capacity to understand shame.

It's only you who can
understand real shame.

Mr. Hirayama,
you've made a funny toy.

I'll attend your seminar from
next week on.

I'll never be absent.
So, please give me a credit.

Do as you please!

Aki, I'm sorry about before.

Don't bother her any more.

After you, please.

Mr. Hirayama!
That girl isn't a virgin.

You're a dreadful man!

Yes? You think so?

You're right.

I'm sorry.

I'm shameless.

I can do nothing that might help.

I'm the same as those students.

Only you can know genuine shame.

This way, I will also be able
to know true shame.

That is to say,

To love, and to be loved.

To love each other. I can do that.

In the blue sky, the sun shines

Shaking maracas...

Wrong.

In the blue sky...

No. "In" at the start is wrong.

- Pronounce it.
- "In"

It's this note.

In the blue sky, the sun shines

Shaking maracas,
let's sing a rumba...

No. That's still not right.

- I wonder where...
- Where?

Your mind is elsewhere,
though your gestures are excellent.

If you have time to think of gestures,
you must sing more earnestly.

My mind reaches my fingers,
as far as the tips of my nails.

No it doesn't. Only you think
that it does.

- I'm sorry.
- Let's try once more.

- ΟΚ.
- This time it will be OK.

In the blue sky, the sun shines,
oh, oh...

You've made a mistake.
Don't be afraid!

- Let's do it from the start again.
- OK

- This is the best part, isn't it?
- Sorry.

- You need to be enthusiastic.
- Sorry.

In the blue sky, the sun shines
Shaking maracas, let's sing a rumba

I will sing that tender song from heart
For the sake of that memory

Girls living in a tropical country
have light hearts

And call to the seashore with
this voice, oh, oh...

Are you serious?
From the start again!

OK?

What's that attitude?

You don't want to try again?

Now start!

In the blue sky, the sun shines
Shaking maracas, let's sing a rumba

An "extreme shame mutation"
might occur.

Anyway, something like that
might occur.

Ah! Beautiful.

Ah!

Superb!

What is that?

Good morning.

Oh, hi!

Where are you going?

I'm going back to the countryside.

How about coming with us?

There's nothing important,
yet it's interesting.

Kishino!

Shoko!

Everybody! Everybody!

No!

No!

Junko!

Teruoka.

Sleep! Sleep!

Around you bloom graceful flowers

Now sleep calmly

Until you wake up tomorrow

Sleep! Sleep!

While angels are watching

Over your dreams

Sleep now, forgetting everything

And smiling, to the country of dreams

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