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When I was little,

Mom said you go to heaven when you die.

I didn't really believe it.

Heaven seems

so far away.

Hello.

I should finish today.

That's fine. I'll always do my best for you.

A new one?

That's fine. What genre?

"SM-ish."

What's the "-ish"?

Okay, but...

when's it due?

Right. How long?

That's okay.

But are there orgies?

Like that 15-minute one with 10 people in it...

Those take way longer.

You know how long it takes to pixelate each one.

I knew it.

Too fast.

Okay?

Yeah

Yes?

Yes, that's right...

Who am I speaking to?

Asagaya, Asagaya.

Exit from the right side.

Yuzo...

Yuzo.

Next stop.

HEAVEN IS STILL FAR AWAY

It's just like I said on the phone.

Yes.

I'm making a documentary about my older sister who died.

Yes.

And I'd like to interview you for it.

It's like I said on the phone to you, too.

Yes.

Why me?

Oh.

I'm interviewing people who knew my sister...

I didn't know her.

Yes, but I want to film you.

What exactly?

I think you know that better than I do.

You think I killed her?

No.

I don't.

Do you remember

what you did after my sister died?

It must have been a big event for you at the time.

It's your graduation film?

- Yes - How old are you?

I'm 28.

And still studying?

Did you repeat?

No.

I studied in London

and then moved to film school in New York.

Wow.

You must be fluent.

I guess so.

Amazing.

Not really.

Yes, it is.

No way. That takes effort.

You think?

Sure it does.

So you're on the case.

No.

I wouldn't find anything the police didn't.

I guess not.

Basically, I just want to interview people who knew my sister well.

That's not me then.

But actually, I'm the most interested in you, Yuzo.

Can I explain?

Go ahead.

The thing I felt the most after my sister died

was how rigid the passing of time is.

Huh?

Sorry...

Can you be a bit clearer?

Put simply, although my sister's gone, the earth still turns.

If it stopped just because she died, that'd be messed up.

Go on.

My sister's death was a huge thing for me.

Of course.

And for my mother and father.

They got divorced after I went to London.

They'd reached their limit.

My sister was a taboo topic.

If anyone mentioned her,

someone else got hurt.

Conversation died at home.

I couldn't wait to leave home after high school.

My sister's death tore our family apart.

Of course, my parents

might have divorced anyway.

But I believe it was the cause.

Ours was such a loving home.

That so?

My sister's absence

turned our world upside down.

But everything else stayed the same.

That'd be right.

It must be the same for you.

Yeah.

So what I want to know from making this film

is how much impact she had.

Right.

I want to film lives

that continue regardless of her death.

For me, you're the best example.

Best example?

Yes.

This way, the contours of my sister's being

will be more clearly defined.

So... your sister is good material.

"Material."

Doesn't everyone scramble for film subjects?

Not really.

I was probably the worst.

So you chose to pick a kind of forbidden fruit?

I guess so.

Of course, I agonized over whether to use it.

But can it make a film?

One that people can enjoy.

I don't know.

You don't know.

I do know one thing.

It's that I can't move on without doing it.

So that means it's not so much for your sister, but for you.

Yes, absolutely.

Is that wrong?

Not at all. Honest.

It's more of a lie to say it's for her.

Yeah, I agree.

After all, she's dead, and I'm alive.

Right

I'm making it for myself.

I might do it for someone else one day,

but that seems false to me now.

So... let me film you.

Please.

High School Girl Serial Murders

No Clues 15 Years On

I'd kinda forgotten.

Don't look it up.

Bad memories?

Will you do the interview?

Is there any upside for me?

I can see Satsuki again.

Your little sister,

she's gorgeous.

She always was cute.

Pretty girls are never interested in me.

That's because you're weird.

Hey, that's you, not me.

But other people see it as you.

If only I'd known back then.

You wouldn't have lent me your body?

No way.

Even

Do you regret it?

Will you leave if I say "yes"?

You know I can't.

Then let's drop it.

We share the same fate.

You're already dead, though.

Limp dick.

Hey! Where'd you learn that?

Here.

You wouldn't understand.

There's something even better than sex...

if you're alive.

I wish you'd die.

Where would you be then?

Out on the street?

Die.

Sure.

I'll die good and proper.

Nothing to miss in this world.

Maybe I'll ask your sister here.

To do what?

Let me think.

I couldn't do that.

I'll put a curse on you.

Go right ahead.

I'm kidding.

You told me to do the film.

You shouldn't say such things.

I'm sorry.

Mitsuki...

Mitsuki.

Satsuki. ..

Huh?

She's gotten pretty.

Yeah.

But I knew her right away.

I hadn't forgotten her.

You're so melodramatic.

Why was it me?

You and your sister. You're alike.

Why?

Pardon me.

Let's see...

Got it.

Will you please introduce yourself to the camera?

I'm Yuzo Terada, 34 years old.

What do you do?

I work as a temp.

What is your job like?

I'm a call center agent.

What did you do this morning?

I checked my phone, watched adult videos and masturbated.

If I'm being honest.

Did anything significant happen today?

Significant?

Yes.

Nope. Nothing.

It could be good or bad.

There was nothing worth mentioning.

I see. I guess we can start, then.

Yes.

About a month after my sister's death,

you used her name and confessed your feelings to her schoolmate, Kubota.

You said, "I'm Mitsuki Kurita and I loved you."

I've already confirmed it with Kubota himself.

Oh, okay.

I'll be straightforward.

Why did you do that?

Do that?

It doesn't make sense at all. You gained nothing, in fact...

That wasn't me.

Was it someone else?

That's not accurate.

What do you mean?

It was Mitsuki.

I was possessed by her.

Not convinced?

No offense. But, I don't believe in ghosts or spirits.

Then, why are you interviewing me?

To know the truth.

Hmm.

Were you close to my sister?

Not at all.

I knew about her, but we'd never even spoken.

Why do you think she picked you? What was the reason?

I guess because I can see.

You can see what others can't.

That's right.

Let's stop this now.

Wait.

Did you see my sister?

By the murder site where her spirit was trapped.

At first, I ignored her.

I'd heard she was murdered and I knew her face.

I couldn't handle it.

But I had to pass her every day to get to school and kept seeing her.

I was too lazy to detour.

After five days or so, I talked to her.

What did you say?

"Is there anything I can do?"

That's how we started to talk.

I see.

She told me she and Kubota were getting pretty close.

She wanted to talk to him.

I was young and naive.

I asked her if she wanted to take over my body.

You invited her to do it.

I'd done it before with a fox.

What?

I knew it was possible.

So what happened?

You know the rest.

After you talked with Kubota, you started to skip classes.

You eventually quit high school in your senior year.

Yeah.

That's because of this event.

Pretty much.

Suppose what you are saying is true...

Uh-huh.

Doesn't that mean your life was screwed up by my sister?

You're right. No doubt about it.

Do you have any animosity towards her?

Animosity?

It wasn't just because of her, I was weak myself.

I do think it would be easier,

if I could blame everything on Mitsuki.

Sounds complicated.

I can't describe it in one word.

It's been 17 years.

17 years?

I think so.

Is my sister still with you?

She's stuck and doesn't know how to separate herself.

She's right there.

You're terrible.

Still not convinced?

Of course not.

And you expect to get answers.

I hate your eyes.

Looking down on me...

Yuzo.

I apologize if I was rude.

But I...

I know.

My blood is boiling with anger.

I'm sure.

Let's say she's here.

Okay.

Does that mean I can talk to her through you?

Yeah. In that case...

Talk to her directly.

Mitsuki, go ahead.

Satsuki.

Are you possessed by my sister right now?

Yes.

Will you introduce yourself to the camera again?

I'm Mitsuki Kurita. I was born on March 14, 1981.

My blood type is B.

That makes you 34 years old.

I wonder.

How do we count the age of ghosts?

I don't know.

Am I 17 or 34 years old?

Does she look 17 to you, Yuzo?

Now Yuzo is away from the surface.

You mean his consciousness is not present?

He won't remember this conversation.

I see.

Do you remember my birthday?

It's May 19th.

Dad's birthday is February 9th.

Mom's birthday is October 17th.

Gee... how old are they now?

Dad's birthday is the 7th.

Is it...? Really?

You're right... Oh, no. I feel terrible.

Can you prove it?

How?

Don't you have proof? Figure it out.

Our parents owned a stamp store.

Yeah.

Dad had a studio, because most of them were hand carved.

They were all sorted alphabetically.

We were playing one day. I was "it."

I found you, but you ran into the studio.

You fell and hit a shelf full of stamps.

All the stamps flew off the shelf and got mixed up.

They all had intricate designs

and were so hard to read.

You were too little, anyway.

I did my best to put them back in order.

You cried and begged me not to tell anyone. So I kept our secret.

Wow...

You were so cute.

You said, "Don't tell. Promise me not to tell."

I don't remember.

I don't.

Oh...

I see... What do I do now?

You probably don't know this.

Okay.

I was ostracized at school, especially when I was in 7th grade.

I failed the private school exams,

so I was a loser at my public school.

To tell you the truth, I hated going to school.

Our schools were on the same road.

Yeah.

I took you to school every morning.

Do you remember us holding hands?

What a special time that was.

I remember how you squeezed my hand. And I loved that.

I felt lonely after I dropped you off.

I loved that time, too.

The feel of your hand

helped me get through my day at school.

Thank you.

Why didn't you come to us?

How could I? You can't even see me.

Why are you with this jerk?

Don't be so hard on Yuzo.

You're still kind as always.

For such a long time... I kept asking why.

Why did it have to be my sister, and not someone else?

Why did it have to be you, not me?

I'm sorry.

Hey, my bad.

It's me, not Mitsuki.

How was it?

That was wrong. How dare you.

Did you enjoy it?

I apologize.

How did you find out about my sister and I?

Nowadays, there are lots of ways.

Maybe this is like therapy for you.

Therapy?

You looked so alive just now. It was nothing like before.

Really?

For me, too.

Was it therapeutic?

Might as well, can I have another session with you?

Alright.

Thanks.

Give me a minute.

Sure.

Ready, Mitsuki?

Is that you?

Yes.

Sorry, I got tired for a second.

Is this physically exhausting?

I'm not sure if I would say physically.

What is it like to die?

To die?

Sorry, that wasn't a nice question.

It's okay.

I can't think of what to ask.

I'll just tell you what I want to say.

Sure.

You can't just be gone, idiot.

You have no idea how hard it was for us to lose you.

- Sorry - Don't apologize.

Okay.

I'm not blaming you.

But I kept thinking about it.

What if... it was me who died, instead of you?

Maybe our family would have stayed together.

There's no use thinking like that,

but I couldn't stop asking myself.

It would've been the same.

People's lives aren't exchangeable.

It would've been best not to die. But I did and I'm sorry.

I know it sounds melodramatic,

but I never forgot you.

Me, too.

I always will.

I'm glad.

Thank you.

Can I give you a hug?

Cut

Well, I think you got great material for your documentary.

This footage? No way.

Too bad.

Thank you.

What?

I love you.

Why so suddenly?

Why tell me now?

Rain doesn't fall on me.

I can't smell it, either.

But I can hear the sound of it.

I can also see the raindrops.

There is a heaven above these clouds.

It's not that I doubt it.

But I can't leave here yet.

Heaven is still far away.

Yuzo: NAO OKABE

Mitsuki: AN OGAWA

Satsuki: HYUNRI

Written and Directed by RYUSUKE HAMAGUCHI

English Subtitles by Rena Dunham, Julianne Long (Japan Visualmedia Translation Academy)