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EION SOUND SYSTEM

A DAIICHI EIGA PRODUCTION

SISTERS OF THE GION

Screenplay by
YOSHIKATA YODA

Cinematography by MINORU MIKI
Sound by HISASHI KASE

Starring

ISUZU YAMADA
YOKO UMEMURA

BENKEI SHIGANO YA
KAZUKO HISANO

FUMIO OKURA
TAIZO FUKAMI

EITARO SHINDO
SAKURAKO IWAMA

SOMENOSUKE HAYASHIYA
REIKO AOI

SHIZUKO TAKIZAWA
KOZO TACHIBANA, MOTOKO MIMASU

Original Story and Direction by
KENJI MIZOGUCHI

How much do I hear for this?

A tea chest of red sandalwood!

Do I hear 500?
Five hundred it is.

What do I hear
for this silver vase?

A bureau made
of paulownia wood.

It's sad, isn't it?
I can hardly bear it.

Seeing furniture
you've owned your whole life

auctioned off like that.

We have no choice.

Our luck will turn.
I know it.

Sadakichi, you've been
working here since Father's time.

I'm sorry
things had to come to this.

No, I'm the one
who's sorry.

I've been with you so long,
but I couldn't prevent this.

One day
we'll work together again.

Until then,
go and work for Kagiyoshi.

His store's doing very well.

Thank you for thinking
of my well-being.

Madam...

are you and Mr. Furusawa
leaving for the country tomorrow?

That's how it looks now.

May I help you pack?

Thank you,
but I hardly need help.

I have little more
than the clothes on my back.

When I came here
as a bride,

I never dreamt all the furniture
I brought would be auctioned off.

When I left home, I had
the finest dowry of anyone in town.

How can I go back

and face everybody
in such a pitiful state?

How many times
must you say that?

It's enough to make
my ears ache.

I didn't go bankrupt
on purpose, you know.

Even our children

will have to live in shame.

It really breaks my heart.

First you complain,
then you slobber.

Why not complain
to the people out there?

Ask them why they put me
out of business,

why we have to sell everything
you brought here as a bride.

Why don't you do that?

Where are you going?

Wherever I please.
I can't stand the sight of you!

I'm not going with you.
- Wait!

Master!

Tea and flowers.

Get your tea and flowers.

- Hot, isn't it?
- Ah, welcome.

How is your store?

I'm done for.

I've reached
the end of my rope.

Would it help
if you sold something of mine?

It'd be a drop
in the bucket.

Don't worry yourself about it.

You've been so good to me.

I really should repay you
at a time like this.

Take anything
you think might help.

That's enough.
Just drop it.

I'm tired of the whole thing.

Good morning, Omocha.

Welcome.

I'll be moving in here.
I hope you don't mind.

Is that so?

I'll do all your errands.
I'm at your service.

Stop joking around.

Your clothes are so sweaty.

I'll wash them.
They should dry quickly.

Go to the public bath
and forget your worries.

I think I'll do that.

You look like a dirty old man,
sweating like that.

Get going now.
- All right.

My fortunes have waned
in the autumn of my years.

"A single paulownia leaf falls,
a portent of autumn."

That about sums me up.

Hurry back.

I don't want him here.

I don't want you letting
Mr. Furusawa stay here.

How can you say that?

I can't just abandon him now.

So what if his shop failed?

That's not our concern.

Don't talk like that.

There's such a thing
as obligation.

There's little we can do
in any case,

but we should at least
comfort him.

Why should we be
comforting him?

We can barely
take care of ourselves.

It's already autumn,

and we only have
one kimono apiece.

We're months
behind on the rent.

Anyway,
I'm not even saying this

just because he'll be
an added expense.

My point is that the way
you think about men is all wrong.

" Obligation"?
Are you kidding?

What obligation?

It's only fitting
that he's done things for you.

You've made it
more than worth his while.

You grew up working
in the pleasure quarters.

That's why you think that way.

But I graduated from school
before becoming a geisha.

I understand certain things.

Listen:

Men come here and pay money

to make playthings out of us.

Is there a single exception?

I don't need you
to tell me that.

Then act like it.

If that's how men are,

it's only fair to find a patron
and take him for all he's worth.

Otherwise, you lose.

Yet you'd let
that penniless bum live here.

What's he done for you
that you should feel obligated?

He helped me become
a full-fledged geisha.

So you could do what?

Any way you look at it,

a geisha's only purpose
is to give men pleasure.

They pay us to be
their playthings.

We're bought and sold
like common goods, and by whom?

Men, that's who!

Men are our enemies.

I despise them!

We should make them
suffer for it.

That's what I intend to do.

They use words like " obligation"
and " duty" to confuse you.

You let men do
whatever they want.

Sis, listen to me:

You should break up with him.

Do it when he comes back,
and chase him out.

We can't get along in the world
talking the way you do.

Maybe you can treat men
that way

who only come to have fun,

but not somebody
who's helped you.

Other people's opinions
count for something.

Omocha, try to understand.

What would people say
if I did things your way?

They certainly
wouldn't praise me.

So you'll look after
Mr. Furusawa

just for other people's
approval?

Have those people ever once
treated us like human beings?

Why should we care
what they think?

If you keep living this way,

you'll always feel
as if you're being strangled to death.

Look at the other geisha
your age.

They all have some money saved.
- Good morning, Omocha.

Here to pray?

Omocha, I have
some good news for you.

What is it?

There's a man
who's crazy about you.

Who might that be?

Mr. Kimura.
He visited this morning, didn't he?

The clerk from the kimono store.

Him? Who cares?

Don't say that.
Give him a favorable answer.

- Don't be silly.
- Good-bye.

Good morning, madam.

Good morning.
I sent for you.

Did you want something?

There's a banquet
on the fifth of next month,

and you wanted your sister
to perform in it.

You'd really let her take part?

Yes.

But there's something I can't tell her,
so I'm telling you.

She's perfect as a geisha,

but does she have
a proper kimono?

It's a high-class affair,

so it would be embarrassing
not to go in a nice kimono.

It would hurt my reputation too.

What reputation?

She wrings every last penny
out of second-rate geishas like us.

What gall.

Please do let her take part.

I will, as long as
she has a nice kimono.

We'll figure something out.

If my sister
doesn't find a patron,

I hate to think
what will become of her.

I agree.

Madam,
just listen to this.

It really makes my blood boil.

You know that Mr. Furusawa?
- Whose store went bankrupt?

Yes. He came by this morning,
asking us to put him up.

Sorry to make you
look after the house.

It's a wonder a little mouse
didn't run off with you.

" You're late, jail keeper. "

" It is my fault
for being late, my man."

I'm dead tired.
- Some tea?

Thank you.
I bought some serge for a kimono.

Do you think
it will suit you?

Very nice.

I'll put that Kabuki star
Tanjuro to shame.

It's about time
to wear warmer clothes.

Sorry to trouble you.

I brought you some
of your favorite: Eel and burdock.

It looks good.

Delicious.
- It is, isn't it?

I'll set the table.
Wait just a moment.

Thanks.

Thank you for your order.

Thanks for coming.

Your money.
- Thank you.

I'm terribly sorry,
but could I pay you next time?

The boss is really strict.

Please don't forget next time.

What a nuisance!

- Good day.
- Oh, hello.

Good to see you again.

How's business, Mr. Kimura?

Not bad, madam.

Your shop has a bright future.

- I'm not so sure.
- Mr. Kimura?

Hello, Omocha.

You're terrible.

What did I do?

You were talking to Umeryu
about me, weren't you?

You heard about that?

- I'll say I did.
- I'm sorry.

Sweet on each other,
are you?

Of course not.

- Just don't seduce her now.
- What a thing to say!

I mean it.

- Mr. Kimura.
- Yes?

I need a new kimono
next month.

Do you have anything nice?

- For autumn wear?
- Yes.

I have plenty,

since I'm on my way
to Hanamikoji.

Let me see them.
I'll take one.

But they're expensive.

I'm not sure
what I can do.

In the price range
you can afford,

rayon might be
a better choice.

But we don't sell them,
so you'd have to ask around.

Why are you being so cold?

You were lying when you told
Umeryu you liked me, right?

No, it's the truth.

I don't believe it.

I'd be so happy
if you really meant it.

Mr. Kimura...

my sister needs a special kimono
for a high-class party.

Couldn't you please
give her one?

That's a lot to ask.

Listen, Mr. Kimura,

just pretend
you're making it for me.

Don't ask that
of a poor man like me.

Ask your patron for it.

Idiot. If I had a patron,
I wouldn't be coming to you.

I'd be asking him
for lots of clothes.

Then hook a rich patron.

You mean man!
So you didn't really mean it.

What a fool I've been.

I can't believe
I took you at your word.

If that's how you feel,

I'll find myself
a lot of patrons.

I'd prefer that anyway.

I was just joking.
Tell me what you want.

Don't bother.
I don't want anything now.

If you really do like me,

I'll see what I can do
about a kimono.

You really are dumb.

You can tell how a girl feels
by how she acts.

I can't tell
unless you make it clear.

I really can't.

You're hopeless.

What a pretty design!

I'll take this.

That costs 53 yen.

That's the best
I have with me today.

It's 53 yen.
- I heard you the first time.

I've been watching you.

You look so young,
I didn't recognize you.

You and your jokes.

Say, yesterday I went
to Mr. Furusawa's place

to bid in the auction,

but I was told
he wasn't at home.

Is that why you're looking so young?
Is he at your place?

Could be.

I can tell just by looking

when it's the real thing.

You can't fool me.

- You're quite right.
- Really?

- It's getting hot in here.
- Cut it out.

Where's
Shimbei Furusawa's house?

Please be careful.

Oh, my!

Who is it?

It's Mr. Jurakudo.

We got to talking about you,
and he insisted on seeing you.

I'm glad you came by.

Long time no see,
Jurakudo.

Furusawa!

I just had to see you.

He's had too much to drink.

It's terrible what's happened.

I went to the auction yesterday.

I swear, tears were
streaming from my eyes.

This scroll, that scroll -

all ones I had sold you.

I never dreamt
I'd be buying them back.

I just wept and wept.

I didn't care who saw me.

You know how I feel?

Do you?

He's dead drunk, isn't he?

Dead drunk?

What a cruel thing to say.

You think I'm drunk
and talking nonsense?

- No, I understand.
- Honestly?

I understand.
Thanks for your tears of concern.

My, what an amusing man.

Who are you?

What a beauty!

- Careful.
- You'll hurt yourself.

- Don't be so reckless.
- Who are you?

This is my younger sister.
Please be nice to her.

Your sister?

I didn't know you had
such a beautiful sister.

Let's have a drink.

Pour me a drink, doll.

Not you!

If you poured,
the sake would lose its taste.

Have it your way, playboy.

Would you do me a favor,
Jurakudo?

What kind of favor?

- Lend me some pocket money.
- How much do you want?

Thirty yen will do.

That's too much.
Make it 20.

Don't be stingy.

How things have changed.

Shimbei Furusawa,

owner of one of the largest
dry goods stores in Kyoto,

is asking little old me
for spending money.

How pitiful to see a man
down on his luck.

What are you saying?

You sold me a lot of imitation scrolls
and cheap chinaware.

What did you just say?

Repeat that.

You trying to give me
a bad name?

Are you saying
I sold you fakes?

That I sell phony antiques?

Fine, never mind.

It was so sad.

I went to the auction to bid...

and I wept.

I know.

- This scroll and that scroll -
- Never mind. I was just joking.

Joking?

Of course you were.

I'm no phony.
- Of course not.

- You understand?
- Yes.

Okay, as long
as you understand.

There's a lot in there.

Is this enough?

Wait a minute.

Be careful.

The sake's really
getting to him.

I'll see him home.
- You will?

Where does he live?

- Sanneizaka in Kiyomizu.
- I see.

Mr. Jurakudo.

Driver, please go back
to Shimokiya Street.

Are you awake now?

Who are you?

You really were drunk,
weren't you?

You forced me to come here,
remember?

I did?

Who are you?

Omocha, Umekichi's sister.

Umekichi has
a sister like you?

And what are you and I
doing here together?

Just listen to yourself!

We went from the party
to Umekichi's place...

That's right.

I saw Mr. Furusawa, didn't I?
- Yes, you did.

I see.

I certainly got drunk, didn't I?

This is Shimokiya Street,
isn't it?

Have a drink.

Don't be silly.
What time is it?

A little past 10:00.

Past 10:00?
I have to get home.

Please wait just a moment.

I want to talk to you.
- About what?

My sister wants
to talk to you about something.

If it's for pocket money,
the answer is no.

Mr. Jurakudo,
what do you think of my sister?

Think of her?
Don't ask such questions.

- Don't you like her?
- What are you talking about?

Oh, well... forget it then.

Hold on.

Don't jump to conclusions.

She can't stop talking
about you, you know.

Don't try to flatter me.

She talks
about how kind you are,

and how lucky a woman would be
to have a patron like you.

- Is that true?
- Why would I lie?

Let's have a drink.

That may well be,

but your sister has
Mr. Furusawa.

That's just the point.

He was her patron,
but there's nothing between them now.

But she feels obligated
to look after him

because he helped her
in the past.

I'll be perfectly frank:

My sister finds him
a burden now.

Of course she does.

Who wants to be shackled
to an old man like him?

He was rich before...
- Yes.

But he hasn't got
a penny now.

He'll pull her down with him
and make her poor too.

You're exactly right.

Sorry to keep you waiting.
May I bring you something?

Bring us your best food.

And more sake.
- Right away, sir.

My sister says
if you agree to look after her,

it'll make it hard
for Mr. Furusawa to hang on,

and he'll be forced to leave.

Please try to imagine
what it's like for her.

But it puts me
in a difficult position.

Why?

Why?

I used to do business with him.

I'm indebted to him myself.

But I'd certainly be willing
if she breaks up with him.

I can help out
if you give me some money.

Money so they can break up?
- Yes.

He's so poor, he can't even go
to his in-laws in the country.

How much do you need?

It'll take more than
just pocket change.

- How's 100 yen?
- Perfect.

This is for your sister's sake.
Give it to him right away.

It's not for her sake,
it's for yours.

You don't mince words,
do you?

- I'm home.
- Welcome back.

- I'm exhausted.
- Did you see him home safely?

Thank you.
- He was so drunk, it wasn't easy.

Sorry about that.

Are you hungry?
Shall I order some udon?

Thanks, but I've eaten.

This is for you.
- Thank you.

Have it with your sake.

I'll have some now.

This is my favorite.

How about a drink?

Have another.

Don't hold back.

What service!

- Mr. Furusawa...
- What is it?

You won't like
what I'm about to say,

but please don't be angry.

What is it?

I think you can guess,
can't you?

As I'm sure you realize,

your staying here
is a burden on us.

Yes, I know.

You two were in the red
again last month.

Geishas really don't make much,
do they? I feel for you.

We barely scrape by.

Besides, we live in a fishbowl,
and people love to talk.

Everyone's gossiping
about your being here.

Very true.

We've taken you in
out of love and loyalty,

but other people
don't see it that way.

Of course, my sister
can't tell you the truth.

Please forgive me,
but I raised some money.

Here's 50 yen.

You can use it
to go back to your hometown.

Sorry to put you
to so much trouble.

Thank you
for taking it so well.

I guess I'll be going.

I see that your misfortunes
have made you very understanding.

Give Umekichi my regards.

Yes, I will.

Take good care of yourself.

Learn your fortune.

Your luck in love.

Master!

Who's that?

If it isn't Sadakichi!
It's been so long!

How's business
with you lately?

Where have you been?
Everyone's been worried.

Your wife was very angry
and returned to the country.

Where are you staying?

Some people
were putting me up,

but I've just been kicked out.

- Then go back to your wife.
- Forget it. I've got money tonight.

Let's go have a few drinks.

Sure, but let's go
to my place first.

Forget that.
Let's just go.

Roasted chestnuts!

I'm back.

Where's Mr. Furusawa?

He's not here anymore.

- Not here? Why?
- I don't know.

He left as if he'd suddenly
remembered something.

He left?

I didn't say anything.

I didn't say you did.

I don't know anything.

What do you think?

Even an expert couldn't tell this
from the real thing.

Well done, isn't it?

What's your best price?

Well, let's see.

It certainly is well made.

How about 170 yen?

Excuse me.

Please come sit down.

I'll wait, thanks.

I made a mistake.
It's actually 270 yen.

Can't you knock off 100 yen?

I'm hardly making
a profit as it is.

Perhaps you can buy it
next time.

All right, I'll take it.

Really? Thank you.

Thank you very much.

Please come again.

Have a seat.
- Thanks.

How did it go?

He left.
It was easier than I thought.

It was actually embarrassing.

Sort of anticlimactic, really.

You naughty girl.
How's Umekichi?

Very happy, and looking forward
to living with you.

- Is that so?
- But there's a little hitch.

You mustn't mention
Mr. Furusawa.

I'd hate things
to get fouled up.

And don't ask her
if she loves you.

Real men don't, you know.

I understand.
I won't bungle things.

Can I see her soon?
- Just remember what I told you.

Add this up for yourself.

Think you can
fool me like this? Idiot!

I thought you'd been
acting strange lately.

Is this what
you've been up to?

If you want to deceive people,
you'll have to try harder.

What do you think will happen
if you keep this up?

Tell me: What did you need
that much money for?

Spit it out.

So you can't tell me?

Of course not.

Then I'll tell you:

Some geisha wheedled you
into making a kimono for her.

Well? Am I right?

Don't be the kind of sop
who has to buy a woman's love.

When I was young,
it was the girls who bought me things.

What's this geisha like?

Any woman you love
is probably no good anyway.

If she's actually willing
to marry you,

I'll act as your go-between.

Tell me who she is,

and I'll look into it.

Omocha.

Something terrible has happened.
- What?

I'm in trouble.
My boss found out.

What are you
so worked up about?

- I may get fired.
- Really?

If my boss comes here,
please cover for me.

Don't expect me
to get you out of trouble.

Don't say that.
Please.

He even said he'd help us get married,
so come up with a good story.

- Me, marry you?
- Yes.

Don't make me laugh.

Please don't mess this up.

- Excuse me.
- Welcome.

And who may you be?

The name's Kudo.
I run the Marubishi store.

Thank you for your business.

Oh, so you run the store?

Are you Omocha?

Yes. May I help you?

I'd like a word with you.

Is that so?
Please come in.

Thank you. I will.

- Please.
- Pardon the intrusion.

I'll get to the point:
I'm here to talk about Kimura.

He says he made a kimono
for Umekichi. Is that true?

Oh, that?
That was some time ago.

How can you be
so nonchalant about it?

You live
in the pleasure quarters.

Surely you understand
that a clerk in a fabric store

can't just give away kimono fabric
costing over 50 yen.

- How would I know that?
- You can't be serious.

You knew, and yet you -

Don't be silly!

I asked him
if it was really all right,

if it wouldn't get him fired.

He said not to worry,
that he was paying.

No, he's been with me
since he was a small boy.

I know him very well.

He's honest to a fault.

Really? Honest?

Trying to seduce a poor girl
with a single kimono -

is that honest?

Is that what he did?

It's partly my own fault.

If I were a popular geisha,

I wouldn't have to accept
gifts from such a man.

But I don't have a patron,

so it's hard
to buy even a single kimono.

That's why
I accepted his offer.

A pretty girl like you,
not popular?

It's true.
I'm at my wits' end.

I'd like a patron
to look after me,

but I can't find one.

No one to look after you?
Those men must all be blind.

You flatter me.
I wish it were true.

But it is.

It's been so nice talking to you
that I forgot to offer tea.

No, don't bother.

If I could only find a patron,

I'd love him
with all my heart.

Please come and drink.

Have some of this instead of tea.
No one's home now.

Please come over here.

You sure?
Don't mind if I do.

- Please.
- If you insist.

So you and your sister
live here together?

Yes. We both work so hard,
but it's hopeless.

All the more reason
not to get involved

with a penniless clerk
like Kimura.

But I don't know
anyone else.

You must know many fine men.
Please find a patron for me.

I don't know a single man
with any sense.

That can't be true.

Still, younger men
are really undependable.

And they don't listen
when you try to talk seriously.

Young men are no good.
They haven't suffered.

You're right.

A man like you knows
the bitter and the sweet.

I'd like to tell you
about myself sometime.

I'd be happy to listen.

I'm so glad!

I'm really so glad!

If only someone like you
would take care of me,

I'd really be thrilled.

You're just saying that
to make an old man happy.

No, I really mean it.

I've decided I want you
to take care of me.

What do you say?
- Well...

- Take this thing off.
- But...

Are you in a rush?

No, I'm free today.

You'll be
more comfortable in this.

This seems
too good to be true.

What a thing to say!

- Where's the boss?
- Not back yet.

- Really?
- Yes.

Welcome back, sir.

- Yasukichi.
- Yes, sir?

Come with me.

Welcome back.

Forget about her.

You can find
any number like her.

How about finding
a geisha with some sense?

I'm sorry, sir.

I'll let you off this time,

but try to behave yourself
in the future.

I'll handle our clients
in the pleasure quarters from now on.

Is that clear?

Stay away from girls like that.

I'm just thinking
of your future.

If I find out
you're still seeing her,

I won't be
as forgiving next time.

I'm sorry.
I'll be very careful.

- Is that clear?
- Yes. I'm very sorry.

That girl sweet-talked her way
into your pockets, didn't she?

Nonsense. Why do you
have to be such a chatterbox?

There's no telling
what you'll do.

Sister, take a look.

How do I look?

Play your cards right
and we can live like this.

Buy whatever we want,
live in luxury. Right?

You won't get anywhere
acting like that.

Still hustling for a living
at your age.

What did Mr. Jurakudo say?

He wants
a definite answer today.

Excuse me.

Well, well.

Mr. Jurakudo.

Well?

- It's okay.
- Really?

She's been waiting for you.

Come in.
- Thanks.

Welcome.

Sister, now's the time.

You mustn't pressure her.

Have some tea.

Thanks.

Have you thought it over?

Yes.

Ring, ring, ring
Nothing left to do but die

That's the only way out

The only end
to all this suffering and grief

Ring, ring, ring

Though I know
it would make you unhappy

Hello, Mr. Furusawa.

How's everything?

Same as usual, thanks.

Aren't you staying
with Umekichi?

No, I'm staying here now,
at my clerk's house.

Is that so?

I was thinking
of going over there.

Can I give them
a message for you?

You're on your way there?

I'd better not.

In that case,
please excuse me.

Good day.

What happened?
We haven't seen you lately.

No, my boss
is making the rounds now.

He told me
not to come around here,

so I haven't been by.

Is that so?

How do you do.

Umekichi.

What happened to you
and Mr. Furusawa?

Did you two quarrel?
I just saw him a while ago.

What? Mr. Furusawa?

Where did you see him?

- You don't know where he is?
- No.

- At a teashop in Yasakashita.
- Yasakashita?

Yes, at the home
of his former clerk.

He was pushing a baby cart
and singing Bunraku lyrics, as always.

Hold on -

What else?

It made me sad to see him
reduced to that

after living in such high style.

It really makes you
stop and think.

Umekichi,
what's the matter?

What was all that about?

Don't be rash.
What are you doing?

Please don't stop me.
Please leave me alone.

It's all beyond me.

What's good today?

I can't understand
a damn word on this menu.

You go ahead
and pick something good.

- What's the matter?
- I forgot my wallet.

Your wallet?
That was careless of you.

Omocha?

What are you doing here?

You idiot!

After all I said,
you still don't understand?

Go home!

What about you, boss?

You reprimanded me,
but just look at you.

What's going on here?

How dare you talk
like that to your boss!

That's it.
You're fired.

I want you out of my store.

If you're still there
when I get back,

you'll regret it.
Fool!

Omocha, don't tell me
he's your -

- Yes, he's my patron.
- Your patron?

How can you say that
to my face, you tramp!

Tramp? Fine by me.
I'm a geisha.

If I always told the truth,
I'd be out of business.

Sometimes I have to lie.

What are you doing?

He thinks I'm his woman
because of one lousy kimono.

He's pathetic.
- That's enough.

You'd better watch out.

Try that again
and you'll be arrested.

She's right.

So now the truth comes out.
Remember this day.

You too, boss.
You got that?

Quit grumbling and get out!

I'm leaving.

But remember, Omocha:
I'm a man too.

Oh, I won't forget.
And such a fine man too.

Get out of here!

How stupid can he be?

Oh, there it is.

Why did you
just leave like that?

How could you not know
how I feel?

Don't be silly.

Do I look like
such a heartless man?

I was told you didn't
want me around, so I left.

Who said such a thing?

Omocha.

So it was her!

She told you to leave?

I had a feeling that was it.

Why would she do
such a thing?

But even if she did,

why did you leave
without a word?

I thought you didn't want me.

If I didn't want you,
would I suffer so?

I'm glad to hear
you say that.

Does Omocha
really hate me that much?

How about moving
in here with me?

If you don't mind, I will.

I don't want to live with a sister
who'd do such a thing to you.

We can relax here.

Just the two of us.

That makes me very happy.

But you say that now.

Are you sure
you won't leave me again?

Of course not.
How could I leave you by yourself?

You're just saying that.

Excuse me.
I'd like to use your phone.

What's that?

- Please let me make a call.
- Okay.

Kimura?

What?

Don't tell such silly lies.

I'm not lying.

That's right.

Thank you for everything.

What's that?

Is this true?

Yes, it's the truth.

I saw your husband
at a nice place in the Gion.

That's why I was fired.

The Gion? Where?

The house of the geisha
who swindled me.

I saw what a fine patron
your husband is to Omocha.

I can't set foot
in the store again.

Good-bye.

And give your husband
my regards.

Welcome back.

Listen, has Yasukichi Kimura
come back here?

No, sir, he isn't back yet.

I see.

Welcome back.

I'm back.

Welcome home, sir.

Omasa, I brought you
a treat from the Gion.

I've been so busy.
One thing after another.

Busy all the time.

What's the matter?

Don't you feel well?

- Don't come near me.
- Why?

Otake!

Is the bath ready?
- In a moment, ma'am.

This isn't fit to eat.
Give it to the dog.

What are you doing?

Stop acting like this.
Idiot!

I'm an idiot all right.

What are you
so angry about?

Stop taking me for a fool.

Where were you just now?

At a customer's place.

Are you telling the truth?

Enough already.
This is foolishness.

Are you still fooling around
at your age?

Welcome back.

Mr. Jurakudo must have been
very pleased.

I'm moving out.

Whatever for?

Mr. Furusawa
told me everything.

You saw him?

I'll send for my things later.

Sister!

Sister, wait!

How can she be
such a fool?

Good evening.

Is Omocha in?
- Yes. What is it?

Mr. Kudo
has sent the car for you.

He has?

Please wait a moment.

How's business, Omocha?
Wanna have some fun?

What?
Don't get familiar with me.

Don't get familiar?

I know all about you.

Didn't you swindle
that kimono from a clerk?

Be quiet!

As beautiful as you are,
you still have to hustle for a patron.

I feel sorry for you.

How dare you act
so smug with me!

Stop it!
Where is Mr. Kudo anyway?

Mr. Kudo? He's too stingy.
Forget about him.

I'll find you
a filthy-rich playboy.

If you'd prefer a younger man,
how about me? I'd like that.

Or how about him?

Enough insults!
I'm not that kind of woman!

Don't give me that.
I know better.

You'll do anything for money.

Just be quiet and come along.

You idiot!
Who do you think you are?

Why are you doing this?

Omocha, long time no see.

This is what
you've brought me to.

I'm going to get
everything off my chest.

- Mr. Kimura!
- I'm a bitter man.

You're going to get
what you deserve.

- Let me out!
- You're not going anywhere.

I said let me out!

We're not going to eat you.
Just come along quietly.

Let me out!

Something terrible
has happened!

Your sister's been badly hurt.

Omocha?

Yes.
A doctor just phoned.

This is terrible.
Go see her right away.

What could have happened?

No point in staying here
and worrying.

Hurry and go see her.

I'll be back soon.

If you need anything,
I'll come right over.

Umekichi.

What happened, madam?

It may have been
a case of revenge.

She was thrown
from a taxicab.

Is she very badly hurt?

I just hope
she isn't left crippled.

It's that bad?

Where is she now?
- The doctor's seeing her.

- Will she be okay?
- Let's hope so.

Omocha, what happened?

Are you in pain?

This is what happens
when you treat men like that.

Terrible things happen.

Something like this
won't make me give in to men.

Any man who does this
to a geisha

simply because
she refuses him is a coward.

I'll make him pay.

Don't say such things.

Let this be a lesson to you.

You have to consider
people's feelings.

If you'd listened,
this wouldn't have happened.

No, your way means
giving in to men.

I refuse to do that!

Why would anyone
want to give in to them?

You mustn't get worked up.

That's right.
You mustn't talk like that.

You must be quiet,
understand?

Be a good girl.

May I have a word with you?

I'd like to go get my things.
Would you stay until I return?

- Don't be long.
- I won't. Thank you.

Did he go out?

Mr. Furusawa?
He just got a telegram from his wife.

A telegram?

Yes. He and my husband
left very suddenly

for Mrs. Furusawa's home
in the country.

It seems Mr. Furusawa
will manage a factory there.

Really?

Did he leave
a message for me?

He didn't leave a letter,

but he said to tell you
to find a better patron.

How could he say that?

It is strange, isn't it?

Umekichi, I feel cold.

Could you pull
the other blanket over me?

What's the matter?

Why the long face?

What's wrong?

What happened?

Mr. Furusawa left suddenly
for the country

without telling me.

I told you so.

No matter how much
we do for men,

they abandon us
when it suits them.

I don't mind.

It's all right with me.

I did everything
I could for him,

and I'm sure
I brought him happiness.

I can face the world
with my head held high.

And where has it gotten you?

You can hold your head high,

but what has anyone
done for you?

Mr. Furusawa may be happy,

but what about you?

Are you living a life of ease?

You meekly did
as you were told

and got nothing in return.

If we do our jobs well,
they call us immoral.

So what can we do?

What are we
supposed to do?

Why do we have
to suffer like this?

Why do there even have to be
such things as geisha?

Why does the world
need such a profession?

It's so unfair.

I wish they never existed!

I wish they never existed!

THE END

Translation by KERIM YASAR
for SUBTEXT SUBTITLING