All language subtitles for Jo no Mai AKA Appassionata - 1984 - Sadao Nakajima

This story is based on the
novel "Jo No Mai" by Tomiko Miyao

and any names of characters, establishments
and organizations are fictional.

TOEI COMPANY, LTD. Presents

APPASSIONATA

Production Managers
Goro Kusakabe
Kyo Namura

Original Story by
Tomiko Miyao

Screenplay by
Hiroo Satsuma

Director of Photography
Fujiro Morita

Music by
Toshiro Mayuzumi

Cast

Yuko Natori

Morio Kazama

Kunihiko Mitamura
Aki Mizusawa

Ayako Kobayashi

Kin Sugai

Narration by
Etsuko Ichihara

Mikio Narita
Kei Sato

Mieko Takamine
Yoshiko Mita

Mariko Okada

Directed by
Sadao Nakajima

Say goodbye to Ma and
Grandma once again.

Take good care
of yourself, Sei.

Be a good girl so your new
parents will like you.

Shall we go?

Sei was adopted by the
Shimamura's when she was 9.

They're still waving their hands.

Wave your hands, Sei.

In 1858...

Shimamura was running
"Chikiri-ya", a tea shop

at the present day
Miyuki-machi, Kyoto.

Father and Mother,
thank you for adopting me.

Shimamura had been
sewing in "Chikiri-ya,"

and draper's shop
for many years until

he established
his own tea shop

under the same shop name
with his master's permission.

We've adopted this child
named Sei as our daughter.

Please continue your
favors toward us.

Festivities continue to be
held at various shrines

during the month of May.

Every year at the time of
the Shimogoryo Festival

tea brokers frequent
the tea shop to sell the

first tea of the season.

Try the flavor
of tea, good or bad.

How is it?

This smells sweet at a bite...

...and is refreshing.

The other one?

It's as tasteless as
edible seaweed.

And it stinks
like a bonfire.

You're a smart girl.

The broker says
it's first-class Uji-tea.

You can't be too
careful these days

or you're be palmed
off bad mixtures.

In Kyoto, it's literally
cold in winter and

sultry in summer.

They keep on the summer
heat in July and August

with Gion and
the Bon festivals.

An exchange of mid-year
presents is active, so

tea shops are busy with
business during these

months, just as they
are at the year's end.

I'm from Chikiri-ya.

You're late.

I'm sorry, ma'am.

The Tokugawa Regime
fell when Sei was 18

and the Meiji era set in.

Sei's foster parents died in
succession in that year.

And then...

In 1870...

...through a person's good
offices Sei took a husband

who was a young carver.

Her husband left his two
children to mourn his death

in 1875 and Sei became
a widow at just 26.

I've been thinking...

It isn't that easy for you to
support two children this way.

As we know...

Shima is a gentle girl.

Why not have her
adopted by some family?

Send Shima away?

You can avoid cutting
one another's throats.

She'll be happier and
your life will be easier.

You know what being
a foster child is like.

I'm sorry, I must
disobey you, Mother.

I think we can manage
if I work hard enough.

We'll be independent of
any of our relatives.

Why?

You'll be better off if you
send her away now.

You have to give her away in
marriage some day.

It's only a matter of
time, isn't it?

Is that why you
gave me away?

You don't
understand at all.

How lonely I was after I was
adopted to the Shimamuras.

Even though they
were kind to me

I was sick for my real
parents and cried often.

There was no help for it.

No matter what,
children are happiest

living with their
real parents.

Did you...?

I bore a grudge against
you while I was growing up.

If that's the way you think,
it can't be helped.

I thought it would
do you good.

Have it your way.

How old do you
think you are?

You've just become
26 years old.

You're blooming, aren't you?

You shouldn't make
sacrifices for children so much.

Think of your own
happiness as a woman.

Shima, what are you...?!

Ouch!

Shima! Shima!

It hurts! It hurts!

You fool.

What a thing to do!

Did I ever discriminate
between you two?

It's looks just like Mother.

Mr. Nishiuchi!

Your Mother?

This is our drawing
teacher, Mother.

Mr. Nishiuchi?
How do you do!

It's owing to your guidance
that she could get such a prize.

Congratulations.

I thought she would win a
prize with her talent.

Nevertheless I was not
free from worries since

this is an all-primary school
exhibition in Kyoto.

This is wonderful. I'm glad.

Mother.

Mr. Nishiuchi says
that I should ask you

to let me go to the
school of art.

School of Art?

Do you want to
become a painter?

Absolutely not.
I won't let you.

Don't be so harsh on her.

Tsuya is gifted.

I'll do housework in
her place any time.

How unreasonable
you both are.

To be independent as an artist
is difficult even for a man.

I think it's easier
for a woman to

find a good husband
and marry him.

Tsuya.

How to use the
brush comes first.

Practice drawing any line
accurately with a brush.

Some painters use a
ruler to draw in a thing.

Their pictures may be well
shaped but have no soul.

They're dead pictures
so to speak.

The 1st prize at the Industrial
Exposition is bought up by

Prince Connacht (1840)

Tsuya's picture got a prize.

The first prize, you know.

Congratulations!

Have some tea, please.

Congratulations!

Please draw
something on my fan.

Open it. It's yours.

Mother! It's 60 yen!

It's 6 yen, isn't it?
It's terrific!

It must be the mistake of
an official who placed it in.

Report it to them.

No, it's no mistake.

To Shosui Shimamura: The
first prize of sixty yen.

So it says on the list.

It's an awful thing.

You'll be punished for it.

It's a large sum. We can
live on it for one year.

Save it all.

That's better.

I see what you both mean.

It must not be squandered.
But it's some money.

How about this way?

Buy something for
Master Shokei first.

I'll buy some water colors
that I've been craving for.

Mother and Shima will
buy kimonos...

...the very best ones.

Save the balance if any.

I don't mind if
nothing remains.

It's remembrance of
my first prize money.

Oh, my goodness!

I couldn't buy the things I
wanted since childhood.

Let Tsuya be a
good daughter.

Why not take a chance
this time, Shima?

Thank you very much, ma'am.

Come again, please.

Mr. Nishiuchi.

Shimamura? Come in.

Are you quitting school
and going abroad?

Yes, I am.

I want brush up my
painting in Europe.

How many years?

Four or five years.

So long a time?

Take me with you.

That's impossible.

Don't cry.

Stop crying.

I'll get you some
souvenirs from Europe.

Tsuya obtains honorable mention
at the Fourth Art Exhibition (1891)

Master, I want to
draw thinner lines.

The lines you draw
are good enough.

But...

A real girls' hair is
much thinner like this.

Hair is a woman's life.

A woman's chignon should
be drawn like real.

I agree, but...

A strand or two
may be easy, but

thousands of strands
may be very difficult.

Let me see that.

The tip needs some device.

Hurry up.

Wait!

I'm back.

You're drenched to the skin!

Let her change her clothes.

You're like a drowned rat.

You shouldn't have been
walking in such a plight

like a mad woman.

I'm so tired!

Is this Tsuya Shimamura's house?

I'm Tokuji Murakami.

I'm her fellow student
at the Shokei School.

I stayed late at the school
and found this wallet today.

It's Tsuya's, no doubt.

It is? Good!

It's a woman's so I
thought it was hers.

I'm relieved.

It's kind of you.

Thanks very much.

Who is that man?

Tsuya forgot her
wallet at the school.

Her friend brought it here.

Tsuya is a careless girl.

Tsuya! Tsuya!

I'll draw one thousand
pictures at a stretch today.

One thousand pictures?

It's a rare chance to see
the master do that all up.

Keep your eyes wide open
and serve as his helper.

Let's have dinner tonight.

I'll be at the
restaurant first.

Take a rickshaw and
come there a little later.

Thank you.

Good evening!
Please come this way.

Come here.

Bring in some dishes.
No wine.

This restaurant has
excellent cuisine.

Eat your fill.

How is your hair
drawing progressing?

As you told me, I modified
my brush to make the tip soft.

That's great.

If you make progress that way,
you'll be second to none

in painting women soon.

Your work will be shown
at the next exhibition.

Keep it up.

How old were you
when you came to me first?

Soon after I finished
primary school.

You came with your mother
You were very cute.

You've grown up to
be such a beauty.

Excuse me.

Thank you for waiting.

Your mother is in the
tea trade, right?

Is she doing well?

Your father died
a long time ago.

You must be lonely.

Not really.
I have a sister.

Go ahead.

How do you like it?

Very tasty-

Tsuya is late.

Yes, very.

She may come home
at any minute. Let's wait.

I want to show you
something today.

I'll take a bath.

Enjoy the booklet.

You don't have to
rush home, right?

How about seeing an Amida
innovation play with me?

I'll wait for you there.

Did you look at it?

Thank you.

Welcome home.

I'm home.

You're late.

We had a meeting at the
school which took long.

Was Master Shokei
with you all along?

Are you hungry?

We had dinner together.

Mr. Murakami's been
waiting for you here.

You gave him your word
that you'd go to see a play.

Hello.

Mr. Murakami gave us
a nice present.

It's the cured persimmon,
special product of Mino.

My mother sent it from home.

I hope you'll like it.

It's a favorite of us all.

Right, Shima?

Shima!

Yes, Mother.

Deliver this tea to
Mr. Murakami will you?

Who, me?

Yes. Tsuya is up to her
neck in painting, see?

His mother is a votary of
the tea cult, I hear.

Tell him to
send it to her.

Give me some
good quality tea.

Yes, ma'am.
Here you are.

Thank you.

Good day.

Hello.

Please come in. How
have you been since?

I have something to
talk with you about.

I should have come to see
you if you sent me a word.

I'd just dropped in
on my way home.

Where's your oldest daughter?

She went on an
errand near here.

That's for the better.

Her name is Shima, isn't it!

Yes. Is there anything
the matter with her?

There's a prospective
marriage partner for her.

The dowager of the head
house was here today.

An offer of marriage for you.

The man is the only
son of a Nishijin weaver.

The family is
wealthy but he's weak.

What do you say?

It doesn't matter to me.

You have someone you
especially like. Huh?

Nonsense.

It's Murakami, isn't it?

Of course not.

Tsuya likes him.

I heard from
Tsuya directly.

She says he's just a
painting friend.

I may ask him if
he wants to marry you.

Is that all right?

How are you?

You need a change of air.

I got two tickets to
Otojiro's public performance.

I can't skimp on my work
right now, sorry.

Is that so?

What a pity that
she can't join you.

Would you mind taking
Shima with you instead?

Mother!

Why not?

You would?
Thank you very much.

I hope I didn't force
you to do something.

See you later.

Some other time, OK?

"Make those who deny a
right drink liberal water".

"They will feel
informal at once".

"Men will wear
mantel trousers".

"Women will do up their
hair in a swept-back style".

"They are gentry and
ladies by appearance".

"There is no substance
in them however".

"They know not a
truth of nature".

"They lack
political thought".

"Plant seeds of liberty
in their hearts".

"Her husband's
occupation is unknown".

"But she wears a modem bonnet".

"And she speaks English jargon".

"She holds a poodle in her arms..".

"Just to apologize for delay
in payment of her debts".

"She pretends to
know everything".

"She is puffed up
with false pride".

"She turns away
at Japanese sake".

Tsuya likes this
kind of painting.

I'll buy it for her.

How much?

30 sen, sir.

Thank you.

Will you give it to her?

How do you like one
for yourself?

I don't have an
eye for painting.

That's no problem.

Get something pretty.

How about this one?

No, I don't want it.

You don't?

Hi, Shima!

What's the matter?

I want to get married.

Shima.

Please tell the dowager
to let me marry the

Nishijin Weaver's son.

If I don't marry, I'll come to hate
Tsuya and lose my self-control.

I'm so upset that I
may go out of my mind.

Mother, help me.

Forgive me, Shima.

I'm to blame for this
unfortunate situation.

Mother...

The Third Prize at the
6th Japan Art Exhibition (1893)

Another helping.

Master Shokei's
a non-drinker.

I know he's
naturally abstemious.

Hey there!

You do nothing but
eat as far as I can see.

Help me to sake.

You think you are somebody
just over a prize, eh?

Are you so great that
you can't fill my cup?

You're no more than
a concubine, aren't you?

You do him
bed service.

So you're a concubine.

What's the matter?
Fill my cup!

What the big idea?

Kyozan? Damn you!

That's enough. There are things
that can't pass as a joke!

What wrong
with telling the truth?

You idiot, bastard.

What's wrong with calling
a concubine what she is?

Say that again.

Please hold it, Master.

You damn fool!

What're you doing?

Let go of me!

Master!

Master Shokei! Kyozan,
apologize to the master.

What's wrong with
telling the truth!

Forget about what
that bad drunk said.

He's jealous of you for he
can't be a prize winner.

Yes, but...

Don't let it bother you.

A nation-wide exhibition will
be held shortly under the

auspices of the
Ministry of Education.

Your work will
be exhibited in it.

It'll be the most
authoritative of all

since it's state oriented.

If you win a prize,
you'll be somebody.

Then I'll introduce you to
some picture dealers.

Your pictures will
be quoted high.

Your mother must have taken
great pains to bring you up.

Let her lead a
comfortable life soon.

I'll do anything in
the world to help you.

Tsuya, your body is
so young and perky.

Gorgeous trousseau!
I'm so impressed.

And Tsuya is a
full-fledged painter now.

Sei. You've done
a tremendous task.

Really. You've really
outdone yourself.

She has endured a lot,
but she is a fighter.

It's about time
we get started.

We can't make them wait.

Shima.

I wish you happiness.

Thank you.

Shima.

Mother. Thank you for
bringing me up and

giving me
such a fine trousseau.

Good morning.

Come home early.

Have a nice day.

Good morning.

It's a fine day.

Yes, it is, isn't it?

Be careful!

I'm sorry.

Welcome home.

I'm home.

You don't look well.

I feel sick.

Change your clothes
and lie down.

We have some medicine.

Take it.

How come your
breasts are swollen?

And the cups
are darkish!

You're pregnant, aren't you?

Did you have a man...?

You've had your
own way, eh?

Who is the man?

Come on, tell me.

Sit still.

Thank you.

Who is your man?

Come on.

Can't you tell me
who he is?

Shame on you.

Come on!

It's not a matter to
be kept secret.

Who is the
child's father?

Since when?

If you meant to keep silent,
I have an idea.

Forgive me, Mother.

Wait!

If you had a
liaison with a man

who came from
who knows where,

I'm to blame for it, too.

I have no alternative but
to atone for my error with my life.

Tell me!

If you can't, I'll kill you
and myself with this knife.

Come on!

Mother, forgive me.

Who is your man?

Master Shokei.

How filthy!

Was this what you
were doing during class?

I made a mistake in
allowing you to study drawing.

I shouldn't have let
you study art.

I was delighted every
time you won a prize.

You made a fool of me
looking innocent all along.

Master Shekel's sneaky too.

He made light of a widow's
household like ours.

I placed you under his
care from childhood.

I never imagined
this would happen.

I'll have a talk
with him tomorrow.

Do anything but that.

What?

If he gets angry, I'll be
through with painting.

Cut it out.

To hell with painting.

This is nothing.

What're you doing?

Give it to me.

This is mine!

Let go of it!

No!

Mother...

Cry as much
as you want.

I won't forgive you.

What're you going
to do with the baby?

I'll have the baby and
raise it myself.

You fool!

Are you saying that you'll
bring up a fatherless child?

I'll bring up the
child myself alone.

I won't trouble you.

You will!

Society will not approve
of your fatherless child.

Never!

I'll be laughed at.

I'll be talked about.

I won't be able to
go out of this house.

Good day.

I heard that you
can help to put a

baby up for
an adoption.

I'm sorry to have
kept you waning.

It's very hot
today, isn't it?

Please use this fan.

Thank you.

I hear you want to put
a baby up for adoption.

I need your help, ma'am.

Please raise your head.

You must have brooded
long over the matter to

have come to see
a geisha like me.

I can't tell you
the names, but

I've helped a few daughters
of good families so far.

They married well and
became good wives.

Let me have only
the necessary expenses.

Good day.

Tsuya.

Thank you for coming.

Let me count on you.

It may affect your
reputation, so I made the

rickshaws wait at the
foot of the Acorn bridge.

Thank you very much.

Tsuya.

However poor they may be,
children are happy when

they are with their
real parents.

Take good care of her.

Hello!

Yes?

It's good of you to come.
Thank you for everything.

Tsuya seems to have had
an easy delivery. A girl.

She insisted on
naming her.

She rested her hopes on
the baby and named her Mitsuko.

Where's Tsuya?

She isn't here yet...?

What happened to her?

Soon after the foster
parent took over the baby

she disappeared.

She hasn't got any money.

She must have gone to
her acquaintance's somewhere.

ASAKUSA, TOKYO

What's taking
you so long?

You're so meticulous.

If doesn't have to
be perfect.

It's for a play,
not an exhibition.

Did you get what I mean?

Tsuya?

Mitsuko...

It's my salary
for this month.

About your pictures...

How did it go?

I met a picture dealer,
a friend of my boss.

What did he say?

He didn't accept.

But why?

The trade is old-fashioned.

He wants you to get Master Shokei's
acknowledgment as his pupil.

I don't want you to
see him again.

It's unbearable for me.

I don't want you
to see him again.

I'm begging you.

Is this Taiho
Nishiuchi's "Lion"?

It's beyond bounds of our
painting conventions.

Forgive me. I will return the
money without fail. Tsuya.

THE SHOTOKUJI TEMPLE,
NAGAHAMA

The superior here financed
me for going to Europe.

I'm drawing pictures on
fusuma in return.

You seem to have
had some hardship.

Mr. Nishiuchi.

Do me a favor.

Make me your pupil.

You want to study
painting again, huh?

Why did you
leave Master Shokei?

I heard about you on
my return and was concerned.

You were a popular,
young artist of genius.

But, you suddenly quit
painting and disappeared.

I'm sure there must have
been some good reason.

What was the reason?

Tell me.

He's your teacher
after all.

You can't evade
the relationship.

I can't make you my pupil
without his understanding.

My hands are tied until
I understand what happened

between you and
Master Shokei.

I'll ask the superior to
have you stay here for a while.

Tell me in time.

I bought a souvenir for
you in Europe.

Some lipstick.

There were so
many kinds.

It wasn't that easy to
choose a suitable one.

Welcome home, Master.

Get some rest.

Show her a room.

Yes, Master.
This way, please.

Hello. You came
home early today.

It's you!

I have a proposition.

Art Exhibition sponsored by
the Japan Art Association (1895)

Shimamura. You've
made rapid progress.

Did I?

Draw something like this.

This work will bring
you into prominence.

1st Silver Cup at the
5th Art Board Exhibition (1896)

Her former teacher
Shokei's is the 2nd.

I'm Kosaido, a mounter.

I'd like to
get to know you.

Please be at Tamaya
Restaurant for dinner tonight.

I never intended to
play a trick on you.

I told Master
Shokei about you.

Then he wanted to join us so
he could congratulate you.

I should have contacted you
but I thought it was OK

since he's your teacher.

Please come in.

Hello.

I'll go home if you don't
want me to be here.

I've changed...

I lost my wife two years ago.
I'm all alone.

I got into the habit
of drinking recently.

Excuse me.

Please take your seat.

Really?

I know I'm the one who
invited you here, but

I must excuse myself
on urgent business.

I want to invite you again
later, but excuse me this time.

Master Shokei
Pardon me for leaving.

Your "Spring
of Life" is superb.

I'm very glad.

You outpaced me.

Here's a drink
for your success.

Master...

I wanted to see you.

Howl wanted to see you.

Really?

I thought that I was just
another affair to you.

I was all wrong.

I still remember when you
stopped coming to class

and your mother came to
tell me she made you quit.

You were pregnant with
my child then, weren't you?

No wonder your mother
looked so threatening.

I became vaguely aware but
my wife was alive and I

didn't want any trouble.

Was it a boy?

Was it a girl?

Where is she now?

My mother put her
up for adoption.

It's a disgraceful child.

I can't blame your mother.

I'm really a good-for-nothing
fellow. Forgive me, Tsuya.

Forgive me... Forgive me...

The 3rd Cup Prize at the Old
and New Art Object Exhibition (1897)

The 3rd Prize at the Japan Art
Association Exhibition (1898)

Mother, Tsuya is back
in Kyoto now.

Allow her to continue
her work at home.

You're so persistent.

I vowed to our
ancestors' souls that

I wouldn't let her in
unless she quits painting.

But, Mother...

Hello.

Hello, ma'am.

Uji brand tea.

Here you are.

Here you go.

Thank you.

You're already
28 years old.

I lost your father
when I was 26.

I was suggested to
remarry by people often.

I won't say that I
wasn't inclined to do so.

But I didn't remarry as you
would have had trouble if I did.

I shied away from wearing a flashy
kimono or putting on thick makeup.

Being a widow, I tried
not to be gossiped about.

Every woman wants to wear
nice kimonos and wear makeup.

But, I've worked hard
for these 20 years to

see my children
grow up and do well.

And what I get in
return is a daughter

who leaves home to
sleep around with men.

It's indeed a surprise for
you to invite me out.

Did you feel lonely
since it's been a while?

I have something important
to discuss with you today.

Please listen to me.

Why are you
being so formal?

I'm pregnant...

Really?

What should I do?

Tell me, Master.

Whose child is it?

Whose child?

What're you saving?

It's yours, no doubt.

How can you tell a
hollow lie like that?

Do you think I don't know
anything about you and Taiho?

He gave you a
house to live in.

You've played both
of us in order to

become a painter of
recognized ability.

If you're smart enough
to manipulate two men,

you shouldn't need my
help to figure this out.

Deal with it
yourself.

I'm disappointed in you.

I'm a fool to have
trusted a man like you.

But I want to make
one thing clear.

I have never had a
relationship with Master Taiho.

The baby in me is
definitely yours.

What's your opinion?

Can you call it
a Japanese picture?

Shall we decide?

He should have drawn
something Japanese.

Next!

A lion... A Dutch scene...
They're but imitative art.

Any other opinion?

A queer person has
ushered in a queer picture.

Shall we decide?

If any of my pupils
drew a parting

like this I'd expel
them immediately.

It's gorgeous.

It's a present from
Mr. Murasawa to Master Taiho.

Is Mr. Murasawa here?

He left a minute ago.

He seems to have
many things to do.

He sends you
his best regards.

He is the chain-nan of
Murasawa & Co., right?

Like the person returned
from Europe that he is...

...he's good at
flattering the rich.

That's saying too
much, Master Shokei.

Master Taiho is bearing it as
he's a man of patience, but...

Shut up, pattern drawer.

Man of patience?
That's a laugh.

I'm getting on in years and
I'm going downhill.

You're an up-and-coming young man.

Your pictures are
rated higher than mine.

You may pride
yourself, but...

It's the worst that you
stole a pupil from me.

It's against the
moral code.

You're referring to
Shosui Shimamura, aren't you?

Who else is there?

There are things I need to
discuss with you about her.

Let me know when.

Let's do it now.

Is that all
right with you?

Why, of course.

I don't care what people say.

Let's use some other room.

Why not here?

Think of the others.
Gentlemen! Excuse us.

Some other room, ma'am.

What's the big idea?

Please.

You're a big
senior to us,

so I've kept silent, but...

Just be frank about it...

You're unworthy of trust.

I introduced her
to you, remember?

I called on you just before
I left for Europe and

asked you to
be her teacher.

It was cruel of you to
have done such a thing.

What?

You say it as if I'm a
rapist or something.

Are you not?

Knowing she wouldn't decline
your offer, you got her by force.

By force?

I intended to send
her back if she refused.

Could she refuse you?

Her work would not be
exhibited if she did.

It wouldn't win a prize
even if it was shown

because you were a judge.

Picture dealers would consult your
pleasure and ignore her work.

You abused your position.

You dirty skunk!

You make me wonder
if I am a real rapist.

Would a woman who was
raped come and see me?

She's my woman even now.

She's pregnant with
my child as proof.

Please wait a little.

Let me pass.

I must see Master Taiho.

That's kind of difficult.

He won't see anyone today.
That's his order.

Please let me in.

The Master forbids.

Master!

What brought you here?

Do you want me to tell
you why I expelled you?

Kyotoites won't say anything
to hurt another's feelings.

That's their merit.

Master!

Beat it!
I said beat it.

I was wrong, Master.

I know that I can't get away
with mere scolding.

But please don't
expel me, please!

Nothing will remain in me if
I am deprived of painting.

I'll do anything as
you tell me to do.

Please let me continue
painting under you.

That's enough.

My favorite geisha
will be here any minute.

Don't disturb me.
Get away!

Good day.

I've received some
news from Sakamoto.

I was hesitant as to
whether I should tell you

about it, but, Mitsuko
whom you put up for

adoption, died
in an epidemic.

She was just 6 years old.

I remember when I
first became a geisha,

I fell for a man
who left me in the end.

I had a baby here
and gave it away.

Women are...

...at such a disadvantage.

How much is it for
abortion pills?

Three yen for
seven days.

How did you find
out about me?

I heard about you from
Keichodo, a paper hanger.

Then you came here
knowing what the score is.

Pardon?

You don't know?

Some extra...

You'll throw your
body in with the art.

No need to
be surprised.

Who wants to buy a
picture drawn by a woman?

Something is missing
in a woman's picture.

It lacks vitality.

One who buys it
expects to get

something besides
just a painting.

I'm not a whore.

I won't do it even if
it would cost my life.

If that's the case,
I won't sell my pictures.

Any woman will get
angry at first.

I bet you must
be desperate

to have come secretly
at this 11th hour.

If so, why not give a
clear-cut solution?

How about drawing
some obscene pictures?

You aren't a
maiden, are you?

Your picture is pure
and yet amorous.

If you draw sex
scenes with this touch,

there will be many buyers.

A telegram for you.

This is Mrs. Sei
Shimamura's, right?

I'm Mrs. Shimamura.

Thank you.

She took some
abortion pills.

Luckily she and the child
were saved from death.

The doctor says
it's a miracle.

Tsuya!

What brings you here?

Are you here to take
my child away again?

Go home!

Leave me alone.

Tsuya.

Let's go home
to Kyoto together.

I want you to have
the baby at home.

Really?

You mean it?

Mother, forgive me.

I've had a
grudge against you.

I'm the one who
needs to apologize.

Your first child
died in an epidemic.

I'll never put your child
up for adoption again.

I tried my best to
not tarnish a reputation

for a family I'm not even
related to and worried

about what others
would say...

I'm never giving
a child away again.

It's a healthy baby boy.

Thank you very much.

How could you rag
our name into the dirt?

I forbid you
to enter this house.

What a thing!

All the relatives are in hot
anger at Tsuya's misconduct.

They told me to cut
my ties with you.

Who cares? Why don't you?

You and I will
become strangers.

Stop throwing cold water
on whatever I do.

You've been so strong
willed from childhood.

But, can you talk
big like that?

What will others say about
Tsuya's fatherless child?

Others are others.

I told you not to say
anything about our affairs.

This just
the beginning.

See what'll happen next.

Our old customers and
neighbors may part with us.

We may have to put up
with such trouble for life.

But, there's nothing
to worry about.

If we keep ourselves
comfortably warm,

we'll be happy enough.

Three months later...

Shosui made a
comeback into the

painting world with
Taiho's permission.

Then in 1918...

In 1918, Shokei dies at 69.

In 1933, Tsuya's sister,
Shima dies at 60.

In 1934, Tsuya's mother,
Sei dies at 86.

In 1941, Shosui (Tsuya)
becomes a member of the Art Academy.

In 1942, Taiho Nishiuchi
dies at 78.

In 1948, Shosui is decorated
with an Order of Cultural Merits.

In 1949, Shosui Shimamura
dies at 75.

THE END