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Your Highness,
here is the schedule for the day.

At 10:00, His Imperial Highness meets
with the Cabinet and the Chiefs of Staff.

At 12:00,
conduct marine biology research.

At 14:00, lunch.
From 15:00 to 16:00, a nap.

After 16:00, time for private thought,
as well as for writing.

His Highness has to urgently answer
his son's letter.

And if the Americans should show up here,
what will happen to the day's schedule?

Will you make some changes,
or leave it as it is?

As long as one Japanese is left alive,
the Americans will never set foot here.

Especially after the humiliation
our people suffered in 1924.

Ah, yes. . .

Your Highness,
now you have a meeting with the military.

It's just the same.

There is electricity!

It seems that everything is leading
to a situation

where the very last Japanese
may be myself.

Your Highness, please allow me to
comment that such a thing is outlandish.

It is outlandish to assert that
the Emperor could possibly be human,

even if Japanese.

Every child knows

that the Emperor
is the descendant of the sun goddess,

and that he is God in the flesh.

But my body is the same as yours.

I don't know that.

But there is nothing
that a God should have.

I don't even have
any distinguishing marks on my skin.

Oh, well, don't be upset.
I am just. . . joking.

It is just my heartburn.

The tea,
it's not the same as it used to be.

And what happened in 1924?

Please, be more careful. . .

Please, excuse me.

Yes, that's what it is.

Please, excuse me.

Just a little bit more. . .

The buttonhole is too narrow.

Please, excuse me.

You have lost a lot of weight.

We are all very upset and exhausted.

The Emperor doesn't want to eat.

Your Majesty,
rice pancakes as a late-night snack.

Some barley brew
for a good night's sleep.

Arise, old man.

Spectacles.

I have a strange taste and smell
in my mouth.

A bad smell, and a bad taste.

No one loves me,

except for my wife and my older son.

And the other members of the dynasty.

And the other members of the dynasty.

And as well as the common people.

And except for the common people.

And because of this love
I couldn't stop the war.

Do you know why the Pope
doesn't answer my letters?

The Cardinals most likely
intercept the letters.

Well, I don't care.

Your Majesty, the situation on the front
is getting worse,

but the military has every intention
of continuing the war

now that it has reached
our native land.

Let Defence Minister Anami
explain it to you.

Your Majesty,
I have the pleasure to report

that the remaining part
of our regular army

is furiously resisting the superior
power of the enemy.

This is in contrast to the navy,

which surrendered its defensive line
in record time.

With the technical level
that our ships have,

it would be easier to fight
on wooden boats.

Please, don't interrupt me.

The patriotic fervour of our troops
is unprecedented.

The front lines have been breeched
by the enemy at all points.

But hunger among our troops

doesn't have any decisive influence
on the fighting spirit of our soldiers.

Canine sappers have rendered
significant help in battle,

which bears witness to the high
intellect of the German Shepherd.

A great many officers and soldiers

have been awarded
the highest military honours.

The deceased Meiji Emperor,

just before he left us in inconsolable
sorrow and despair, he wrote:

Sea to the north and to the south,
to the west and to the east.

Waves whirl up.

Our nation is waiting,
when the storm will subside. . .

What did the deceased Meiji Emperor wish
to say with his magnificent poem?

And did he even want to say
anything at all?

Does anyone have a suggestion
about this?

In this magnificent poem,

the deceased Meiji Emperor
speaks of the long-awaited peace,

which the common people want,
and for which they die in horrible agony.

The deceased Meiji Emperor
has bequeathed to us peace

with America and with England.

But the deceased Meiji Emperor has not
bequeathed us peace at any price.

And the price of this peace
might prove too great.

It also happens that the same wind
brings a prolonged precipitation.

The fish Namazu sinks to the depths.

The butterflies fold their wings.

Capitulation contradicts the traditions
of the Empire and of the Japanese people.

Even though it is known to all that

the Emperor has always stood for
evolutionary development

the way it is accepted
in the natural world:

natural selection in conditions
of non-interference and peace.

But only a peace that is on favourable
terms for my people.

Let the sea continue to rage
to the north and to the south,

to the west and to the east.

Your Majesty, excuse me, please.

Come here, please.

Gentlemen, follow me.

What a miracle.

What heavenly beauty.

Before us is the Dorippe granulata.

This crab's forward two pairs of legs
are long and thick,

and the hind two pairs of legs
are short, thin and bent onto his back.

With the pincers of these legs,

he can hold on to the fold
of mollusk shells,

preferably whelks and periwinkles.

This way, the crab can cover himself,

and for this he got the nickname
hermit crab.

The fishermen of the Japanese Sea
also call him the Samurai's head.

In the vividness and furrow of the shell,

you can see the similarity with
the classical mask of an angry Samurai,

the way he is depicted by our actors
in the Kabuki theatre.

What a miracle!

Just look at this miracle. . .

Dorippe granulata is found in the south
all the way to Hong Kong,

and in the north
all the way to Hokkaido.

Along Japanese shores, it lives at shallow
depths and doesn't migrate very far.

Migration. . .

Migration. . .

Yes, it never leaves its shores.

Migration. . .

Settled.

Settled.

Distant migration. . .

Migration of species. . .

Migration. . .

Emigration!

Discrimination!

Unfair immigration law!

I remember. . .

Write!

Write!

About the causes that brought about
the Great Asian War.

The other countries that participated in
international conferences did not share

the idea of racial equality, which Japan
put forth after the First World War.

The race discrimination that occurred in
the American state of California in 1 924,

when the government forbade
Japanese immigration,

became a serious source of indignation
and anger for our people.

The military rode this wave of protest,

and it became impossible to extinguish
the desire to take up arms.

Your Majesty...

We have been informed that an American
column is moving towards Tokyo.

It will be better for you
to go to the bunker.

Ah, yes.

Write... I advised Prime Minister Tojo
to get Germany

to turn its attention
not to war in the USSR, but to Africa.

Your Majesty,
in Africa there is too much sand.

The sound of the guns
was silenced by the sand storms.

The sound of the guns
was silenced by the sand storms,

and they cracked when firing
amour-piercing shells.

Continue writing.

It is my opinion that the state
can be likened to a human body,

and its Emperor
can and must be likened to the brain.

In answer to the assertion
of Uesugi Sinkiti

that the Emperor is a deity,

I said that my body
in no way differs from a human one.

And this comment alarmed and offended
all the members of the cabinet of ministers.

The Sakura blossoms...

...at the very height of spring.

The spring Sakura and the January snow,
neither lasts long.

The Sakura blossoms
at the culmination of spring.

Frosty whirlwind. Past thoughts.

Death swallows both.

The Sakura blossoms.

The culmination of spring.
Frosty whirlwind. Past thoughts.

Dear Son...

Please allow me...

...to say a few words
about our terrible defeat.

Our people had too much faith in the power
of our Empire, and despised America.

Our military put too much emphasis on the
psychological enthusiasm of our soldiers

and forgot about
properly equipping our army.

What?

The Americans?

I must get changed.

Goodbye.

Your Highness.

Do you agree to submit to the will
of the Allied Command?

I will accept whatever
your decision may be.

Your Highness, I beg you,
please speak in Japanese.

If you speak English with them,
you will lower yourself.

A deity in this imperfect world
can only speak in Japanese.

Minister Matsuoka proposed the Emperor
move the troops all the way to Irkutsk.

But I was against this idea,
even though perhaps it is a good one.

The prime minister didn't understand
finances at all,

and as a result I was forced to listen
only to the opinions of the military.

When he delivered a report, I always
wanted to remind him of the aphorism:

If you don't return debts
little by little,

you will risk losing everything later.

Your Highness.

What is that?

It is a gift from the commander
of the occupying forces.

What is it?

Made from soy?

No, of course not. Made from cocoa.

Your Majesty,

the chocolate may be poisoned.

Perhaps it is poisoned, Your Majesty.

Then I will try it.

I like rice sweets much better.

Enough about chocolate.
Get things in order.

Welcome.

Make yourself at ease.

Please, sit down.

Please.

Please.

Your Highness, on the Imperial seat.

Oh, well, then. Here. Welcome.

Well, fine,
as long as you feel comfortable.

You were probably very surprised
to learn of my invitation?

I felt a sense of pride for my Emperor

who, even in the devastating
conditions of war,

could still think about
scientific issues.

And here today with us is your friend,
Darwin.

How is your institute doing?

The main building burned to the ground
after the enemy bombing.

I would like to speak to you about
the northern lights.

- Excuse me, about what?
- About the northern lights.

I have never seen them.

But my grandfather,
the deceased Meiji Emperor,

witnessed a strange flare of light
late one night above his palace.

And he spoke about this to my father,
the deceased Taisho Emperor.

Excuse me, please,
but nothing of the sort is possible.

You doubt the fact that the Meiji Emperor
told this story to the Taisho Emperor?

No, Your Majesty!

There is no doubt that the Meiji Emperor
told the story to the Taisho Emperor.

The only thing that is doubtful
is the northern lights.

Especially because it's unheard of
on Tokyo's latitude.

Then how do you explain the fact
of such a story?

The Meiji Emperor was a leading poet.

He was one of the greatest poets.

Precisely. And as a great poet
it is possible that he imagined

the inspiration flying around himself
to be the northern lights.

Perhaps you are correct.

But, for some reason, this family story
has preoccupied me since childhood.

Your Majesty, it is well known that
there are only two areas on the Earth

where one can see the illumination of
the upper layers of the atmosphere.

Both of these areas fall within
the north and south geomagnetic poles.

Their angle of radius
is about 23 degrees.

Then from where did this light originate?

It's difficult to explain it right away.

You probably didn't have anything
to eat today?

I recall there is a gift.
Bring what they sent us.

Bring it.

Please, it's chocolate. Please.

Thank you very much.
Please come here.

Tell the Supreme Commander
that I accept.

The Emperor will appear and pose
before the photographers.

Why?

Because the sun will go before the people,
entirely covered with gloom.

Your Highness, it appears
that they are already waiting for you.

We need to agree on the place
of the photo shot.

I think it will be best to do it here,
near the roses.

And come no closer than three meters
to His Majesty.

As you wish.

Your Highness,
please excuse their stupidity.

Nothing. People are allowed to...

They are Americans.

Please excuse them.

I was requested to ask you...

Would it please His Majesty to dine
with the Supreme Commander today?

Yes, it would.

So, do I really look like that film actor?

I don't know. I don't go to the cinema.

Me too. Goodbye.

Your Highness, please come here.

Your Highness, you must get changed.

Leave me alone. That's it now, enough.
Leave.

That's it. Enough.

I want to address my people
regarding the end of the great war

and the beginning of
the long-awaited peace.

Have you thought about it carefully?

And perhaps they want war, revenge,
and victory?

I have taken a very important decision.

In the interests of the dynasty,
the country and my people,

I have renounced my divine nature
and origins.

In the name of tranquility, prosperity
and peace,

I give up my divine status.

Your Highness.

Her Majesty the Empress
has just requested an audience.

Turn on the light.

- So, it seems everything is fine with you.
- Yes, it seems that everything is fine.

It has been so long
since we've seen each other.

Take the coat.

The coat.

I have done it. Now we are free.

What have you done?

I am no longer a god.
I have renounced such a fate.

I thought so.

What, I shouldn't have done it?

What was the problem?

Basically, I felt uneasy.
Not good at all.

Help me take off the hat.

Perhaps, you should sit here?

It's more comfortable here.

What, it's not working?

Ah, yes, very good, that's it, that's it.

So, what will be next, now that
the Emperor is merely a common person?

So then.

But I have written some new poetry.
I just don't know what it is about.

Would you like to read it?

Well, go ahead, read.

Snow in winter looks like
the Sakura in March.

Time is indifferent
and erases both of them.

- Is that all?
- So far that's all.

Where are the children?
I want to see the children.

They are waiting for you
in the main hall.

They are waiting for you
in the main hall.

Let's go quickly.

And what happened with this young man,

the sound engineer
who taped my speech to the people?

He committed hara-kiri.

Did you try to stop him?

No.