Original subtitles

A SHOCHIKU FILM

LATE SPRING

Based on Father and Daughter by KAZUO HIROTSU

Screenplay by KOGO NODA and YASUJIRO OZU

Cinematography by YUHARU ATSUTA

Produced by TAKESHI YAMAMOTO

Art Direction by TATSUO HAMADA

Music by SENJI ITO

Starring

CHISHU RYU

SETSUKO HARA

YUMEJI TSUKIOKA

HARUKO SUGIMURA

HOHI AOKI

JUN USAMI

KUNIKO MIYAKE MASAO MISHIMA

YOSHIKO TSUBOUCHI YOKO KATSURAGI

ICHIRO SHIMIZU JUN TANIZAKI

TOYOKO TAKAHASHI YOKO BENISAWA

Directed by YASUJIRO OZU

- Were you early, Auntie? - No, I just got here.

Where's your father today?

At home with that manuscript that was due yesterday.

You know, the moths have ruined your uncle's striped trousers.

Could Katsuyoshi wear them?

Wouldn't Bu-chan look odd in striped pants?

It doesn't matter. What if you just snip off the legs?

I guess I could.

Give it a try.

Here.

You brought them?

Don't go to too much trouble. They won't last much longer.

But reinforce the seat.

I'm sorry I rushed ahead...

though I did wait for you at Shinbashi Station.

I missed my train.

Please forgive the delay. We will now begin.

Eraser.

Find it?

Here it is.

"Friedrich List." You're right, there's no 'z'. L-I-S-T.

That's what I thought. Liszt with a 'z' was the musician.

"1811 to 1886."

Electric company. Meter check.

Go ahead.

May I borrow a stool?

- Where is it? - Under the hallway stairs.

Sorry for the bother. - Not at all.

Here you are.

Professor, List was self-taught, wasn't he?

Yes.

He was an eminent economist of the historical school.

He really hated bureaucracy.

- The bill's on the counter. - Thank you.

How many pages so far?

- Twelve or thirteen. - Okay.

Six or seven more to go.

I'm home.

I'm home.

Welcome, Mr. Hattori. - Forgive my intrusion.

Making the clean copy? Thanks for saving me the trouble.

- Where's your aunt? - She had to rush home.

Make us some tea.

Can you stay for dinner?

Not today, I'm afraid.

Why not? We all have to go into Tokyo tomorrow.

Why do you have to go?

For the hospital. And to buy you some new collars.

Professor,

we miscalculated my mah-jongg hand the other day.

We did?

Which means 8 and 16?

So I was the winner after all.

Say, Noriko.

Is Sei at home? - What for?

Go ask. We'll play a round.

Have you finished writing?

Yes. Well, almost.

No game, then.

Where's that tea?

Did you bring the manuscript?

Yes, don't worry.

Want to sit down?

No, I'm all right.

- Coming home at the usual time? - Yes.

Unless there's a faculty meeting.

Be careful going home.

- Professor Onodera! - Hello!

- When did you get into town? - Yesterday morning.

You're looking healthy and plump. - Really?

Where are you headed?

- Shopping. - May I join you?

- You're not busy? - No, my work's done.

There's an art exhibit. Shall we have a look?

But I need sewing needles.

Okay, let's go.

ART ASSOCIATIONS' JOINT EXHIBIT

TAKIGAWA RESTAURANT

You must be tired, Nori-chan.

But I'm glad I went. I hadn't been to Ueno in ages.

But you know, there were some horrible people there.

Did you see the guy shooting his air gun at that pigeon on the statue?

Just like William Tell!

Here you are.

Professor Shigeno dropped by last night.

Oh? Is he still in town?

He went home this morning.

By the way, this is Somiya's daughter.

Really? And all grown up now.

The one who had bobbed hair?

- That's the one. - You don't say.

Your father comes here often.

Welcome.

- Shall I warm some sake? - Yes, please.

Nori-chan, would you like a sip?

No, thank you.

Something else, then? Or something to eat?

I'm fine for now.

Allow me. - Thanks.

Bring us a little something. - Yes, sir.

You know...

I heard that...

What?

That you remarried.

Yes, I did.

- I feel sorry for Misako. - Why?

It's just... strange, don't you think?

Doesn't seem that way. They get along quite well.

I wonder. I'd find it distasteful.

What's distasteful? My wife?

No. You!

Why?

It seems... indecent.

Indecent?

- Filthy, actually. - Filthy?

How far I've fallen! Filthy, eh?

Any better? - I'm afraid not.

No good, eh? I'm really at a loss.

Really! Indecent, eh? - That's right.

I've really gone and done it, haven't I?

I'm home.

I'm back, and I brought a guest.

Who?

- Hey there. - Well, well.

I was on my way home when I ran into Nori-chan.

In town on a business trip?

Yes, the education ministry again.

Father, I brought you something.

Where'd you finally find them?

Well, they certainly weren't here at home.

Ta da!

You found them at Takigawa? You went there?

Yes, I made her keep me company all day long.

- More sake? - That would be great.

- Do we have any? - Warm it up, please.

How was your blood count?

- Down to 15. - Really? That's good.

She's looking much healthier.

It was forced labor during the war that made her ill.

And spending her rare days off lugging home potatoes.

Terrible times. How she must have suffered.

I'm afraid there wasn't much.

Don't you worry.

Is your family well?

- Yes, but it seems I've sinned. - How so?

Nori-chan insists it's indecent.

- What is? - I am.

She says I'm filthy. Don't you, Nori-chan?

That's right.

Is Misa-chan well?

Somehow she got the idea in her head that marriage is life's graveyard.

She refuses to marry before the age of 24.

Come to think of it, she may be right.

Anyway, there's nothing I can do. But what about Nori-chan?

Yes, it's time I did something about her.

She's 27, right?

- It's lukewarm. - Let me...

That's okay, but make the next one warmer.

Are you close to the sea here?

A 15-minute walk.

That's rather far. Is it on this side?

No, that side.

And the shrine is over this way, right?

No, that way.

- Which way is Tokyo? - That way.

- So east is this direction? - No, that direction.

- Has it always been that way? - Absolutely.

No wonder Yoritomo moved his shogunate here.

The enemy couldn't find its way around!

You all right? Not too tired?

No, I'm fine.

So which type am I?

Let's see. I'd say you're not the jealous type.

Oh, but I am.

You sure?

As the saying goes, when I slice pickled radish,

it comes out all strung together.

That's a matter of the relative interaction between you and the knife.

There's no logical connection between pickled radish and jealousy, now is there?

So you like pickles strung together?

At times I wouldn't mind them.

You don't say?

Young people have changed so much since our day.

Take that bride last night. She comes from a good family,

yet she plowed into the food and even drank sake.

Gobbling up sashimi with that big painted mouth...

I was shocked.

Of course she ate. Food was scarce for so long.

At my wedding, I was too filled with gratitude to eat a single rice ball.

If it were today, you'd eat plenty.

Never.

But I guess there's no way to know.

- You'd eat. - Perhaps.

- No doubt about it. - Okay, I would.

But I wouldn't eat the sashimi. - Yes, you would.

- You think so? - Absolutely.

You don't want a bride whimpering from sadness at leaving home,

but if she seems entirely unaffected...

Can't be helped these days.

What about Nori?

She's not the whimpering kind.

That's not what I meant. What about her marriage?

Her health is better, right?

Yes, but...

She should have married long ago.

What about that young man? - Who?

Your assistant.

Hattori?

Well? How about him?

He's a nice young man, but I don't know how Noriko feels.

They spend time together. Nothing serious, though.

How can you know how she feels deep inside?

- Maybe you're right. - I am.

That's how the younger generation is.

Why don't you ask? - Who?

- Nori-chan. - About what?

How she feels about Hattori.

Indeed. Perhaps I should.

It's the only way we'll ever know.

One never can tell.

I'm back.

Welcome home. You're early.

- Was the train crowded? - No, I got a seat.

Your aunt sent some pickles. They're in the bag.

You have a PEN Club meeting on the 28th.

We're meeting at the country club this time.

That's this Saturday.

Mr. Hattori was here.

When?

Just past noon. Would you like dinner now?

We took a bike ride together.

- You and Hattori? - The beach was delightful.

- Did he have news for me? - No, not really.

Noriko! A towel!

- Did you share one bike? - Goodness, no! I borrowed one.

- We're out of soap. - Really?

My sash.

So Shichirigahama was nice, eh?

- Yes. We went to Chigasaki too. - I see.

Try some of this.

What do you think of Hattori?

Think of him?

Yes.

He's quite nice.

Would he make a good husband?

I'm sure he would.

Think so?

- He's so kind. - Yes, he is.

I like his type.

You aunt was wondering how he would be.

For what?

For you to marry.

- What is it? - Tea! Some tea, please.

What's so funny?

He's already engaged. Has been for a very long time.

She's very sweet and beautiful.

Three years behind me at school. - I see.

He'll tell you about it soon. I know the girl very well.

I see.

We should send a gift.

I see.

So Hattori's getting married.

What should we get them?

So he's already engaged?

- What would you like? - Gosh, that's hard to say.

Just a hint.

If it's from the professor, something to remember him by.

We can only spend about 3,000 yen.

- I'm not sure. - Anything around that price?

Let me think about it.

- With your fianc�e? - Yes, that's right.

Do you want to hear the violinist Mari Iwamoto?

- When? - Tonight. I have tickets.

How nice.

You bought them for me?

- Yes. - Really?

- Of course. - Are you sure?

I think I'll pass. She might get the wrong idea.

- It's all right. Let's go. - No.

- She won't mind. - I'm still not going.

Pickled radish strung together?

Yes. My blade must be getting dull.

MARI IWAMOTO SOLO VIOLIN RECITAL

Good evening.

- Who's there? - Mr. Somiya?

- Is that you, Aya? - Yes.

- Good evening. - Come in.

- Is Noriko in? - She'll be home soon. Come in.

Please join me.

I was visiting my sister in Hayama.

I hear you've been doing well lately.

In what way?

You're getting a lot of work.

Not that much.

I hear typists are in great demand.

I'm not a typist. I'm a stenographer!

I see. Sorry.

You can do English shorthand too? - I sure can.

- That's outstanding. - Not really.

Yes, it is.

You must earn a lot.

- The pay's not bad. - I see.

Are your parents still bothering you?

- How do you mean? - To remarry.

No, not for some time... fortunately.

Once was enough?

What, marriage?

I wouldn't say that.

- What was his name? - Who?

- Your ex-husband. - Ah, Ken.

Yes, Kenkichi. Do you ever see him?

Never.

- And if you did? - I'd glare daggers at him.

- You hate him that much? - I'd run away. I detest him.

Is that so?

- I'm home. - Welcome back.

- What's wrong? - My legs fell asleep.

Here for a visit, Aya?

I'm back. - Welcome home.

- We had a little chat. - You staying tonight? Let's go upstairs.

- Did you have dinner? - I'm fine. You've eaten, right?

- Yes. - Let's go.

- Why'd you miss our class reunion? - Did a lot of people go?

About 15, including Lady Tsubaki.

Was Professor Murase there, foaming at the mouth as usual?

Yes. She spit all over the place. Even in our tea.

Nobody sitting next to her drank theirs.

I was at a safe distance.

Was she there, the one who married right after graduation?

Ah, Ikegami?

Yes, she was. She's a sly one.

She told Lady Tsubaki she only has three children.

But she has four. She fudged by one.

- Four already? - Yes.

"Square-jaw Shinoda" was there too. - Really?

She left her job at the radio station to get married.

Really? To whom?

- A fusspot in the Mikawajima barracks. - Really?

I'm just guessing, but doesn't it fit?

- Some bread and tea. - You shouldn't have.

Anything else you need?

- There's no sugar. - You're right.

Don't bother. I'll get it.

I'll be turning in, then. Good night, Aya.

Good night.

- Would you like some bread? - A little later.

Did he forget the spoons too? - Alas, he did.

Was Watanabe there?

Kuro-chan? She couldn't make it.

Her tummy is this big. Seven months along.

When did she get married?

She didn't.

That's horrible.

These things happen. Everything is divine providence.

Only you and Hirokawa haven't married yet.

Really?

When are you going to get married?

I'm not going to.

Hurry up and get married.

- I don't want to. - Get on with it.

Who are you to lecture me about marriage?

I'm an authority on the subject.

Authority? You're a divorc�e.

So what? I only have one "out."

Next time I'll get a run.

Still stepping up to bat?

Why not? I just struck out.

Next time I'll crack it out of the park.

Come on. Hurry up and get married.

What's so funny? I'm serious.

How about that bread now?

That can wait.

I'm starved.

Never mind that.

Then I'll eat alone.

I'd like some too, actually.

I'll get it ready.

- You have any jam? - Yes.

- Could you bring just a bit? - You mean a lot... "actually"?

Yes.

Bu-chan.

Why don't you go play ball? Did you get in a fight?

Bu-chan, why are you so angry?

The paint won't dry.

What paint?

On my bat.

- You painted your bat red? - Yeah.

There's paint all over the hallway. Your mother will get angry.

- She already did. - Did you cry?

No, I didn't! Leave me alone, you nag.

Big talk for a crybaby.

What?

I'll get you with this. Get out.

Crybaby.

- Noriko. - Has your guest left?

She's on her way out. Come down a minute.

Cut it out!

You're grounded today.

This is Mr. Somiya's daughter, Noriko. This is Mrs. Miwa.

I see you often in Kamakura.

Do forgive my staying so long. - Not at all.

- If you'll excuse me. - Thank you for coming.

Nori-chan, do you have a moment?

Have a seat.

What is it, Auntie?

Isn't it time you got married?

That again? Leave it be, Auntie.

I will not leave it be. Sit down.

I have a fine prospect. Won't you meet him?

His name is Satake. He studied science at Tokyo University.

He's from a good family.

He works at Nitto Chemicals.

His father was a director there until the war.

He's 34.

Just right for you.

His office speaks highly of him. What do you say?

He looks like that American.

The man in that baseball movie.

Gary Cooper?

That's right, Cooper. Looks just like him.

He has the exact same mouth.

The top half is different, though.

How about it?

Please meet him. He's a fine young man.

What do you say?

I don't want to get married yet.

You don't? Why not?

Why not?

It would create all sorts of problems.

How so?

For Father.

I'm used to him and can handle him,

but you know he can be difficult.

If I left home, Father would be lost.

That can't be helped.

I'm the only one who knows what he needs.

Forget about your father for now. What about you?

I couldn't do that to him.

Then you can never get married.

I don't care.

Nori-chan, that Mrs. Miwa...

how would she be for your father?

What do you mean?

Your father will need someone if you leave home.

I was wondering if she would do.

Come and sit back down.

She had a good husband,

but he died, leaving her with no children.

She's had a pitiable life.

She's a sensible woman with good taste.

Have you spoken to Father about this?

I did mention it the other day.

What did he say?

He just grunted and cleaned his pipe. He didn't seem to object.

Then why even ask me?

I want to know your feelings too.

It's fine with me, if it's fine with him.

Welcome home. What did your aunt have to say?

Nothing special.

I had Shige heat up the bath. The water's just right.

What?

What did your aunt want?

What's wrong?

Did something happen?

Where are you going?

Shopping.

Hello.

Look who's here.

They're both out today.

They left early this morning. - I see.

They were going to see a Noh play.

I see. In that case,

would you give them this?

Yes, of course.

Please convey my thanks as well.

Of course. I'm sorry you missed them.

Thank you for your visit.

Should I chop up more kindling?

Yes, but first take a gander at this.

Why, it's Mr. Hattori.

I always figured he'd marry Miss Noriko one day.

Amazing. Looks just like him.

And such a beautiful bride.

The iris hedge planted...

next to our old home:

Only the color remains

as it was back then.

Only the color remains

as it was back then.

The color carries with it...

the name of that man

from long ago.

The scent of wild orange flowers...

mingles together

with the sprig of blue flag in his hair.

Iris and blue flag, so much alike:

Whose color is deeper?

Crying in the trees,

the cicada sheds its brocade gown...

revealing sleeves as white as deutzia blossoms,

as white as the snow.

Day breaks.

Pale purple clouds to the east

herald Amida Buddha's coming.

The pale purple iris

opens her petals to enlightenment,

along with the folds of her heart.

All the earth will be enlightened,

even the flowers and trees.

All the earth will be enlightened,

even the flowers and trees.

Today's performance was quite good.

Shall we eat at Takigawa?

What do you say?

I have something I need to do.

- What's that? - It's not important.

- Will you be late? - I don't know.

Sorry I kept you waiting.

I couldn't leave the shortcake I was making.

I put in too much vanilla, but it's good.

Let's go into the other room.

Your hands are so cold!

Fumi, please serve the cake in the other room.

How'd that idea enter your head?

Tell me. How?

It just did.

Have some?

- Is it very difficult? - What?

- Stenography. - Not really.

How hard can it be if I can do it?

Come on, try some. It's good.

But what do you hope to accomplish?

What do you intend to do?

Anything I can.

You can't go to work for no reason.

If Ken hadn't been so awful, I certainly wouldn't be working now.

But I couldn't face moving back in with my parents.

Just hurry up and get married.

- I don't want advice like that. - I'll give it to you anyway.

I don't want it.

If you'll do "anything," might as well get married.

- Not eating? - I don't want it.

- Have some. - I don't feel like it.

- It's good. - I don't want any.

Just a bite. I worked so hard to bake it!

I don't want any.

Eat it. I'll make you eat if I have to.

- I said I didn't want any. - Why so hysterical? Fine, don't eat it.

This just shows you need a man.

Where are you going? - Home.

You're leaving?

Weren't you going to stay the night? Please don't go.

I'm back.

Welcome home. Where have you been?

At Aya's.

A letter came from your aunt.

She wants you to come by on Saturday.

That's the day after tomorrow.

She told you about him, didn't she?

Just meet him once. He'll be there.

Can't I just refuse?

At least meet him.

You can always turn him down.

Come here.

Sit.

I'm sure you've heard about this Satake from your aunt.

I've met him. He's a fine young man.

I don't think you'll be disappointed.

Go see for yourself.

You can't stay here forever.

You have to marry sooner or later.

I think it's about time.

What do you say?

Your aunt is very concerned.

Well?

But I...

I want to stay with you.

That's out of the question.

Of course, it would make my life much easier.

- Then why not? - Because it's not right.

I've let you take care of me for too long.

I didn't want to give you up.

For that I owe you an apology.

I'll be quite upset if you don't marry.

But what will happen to you?

I'll manage.

- How? - One way or another.

But I can't get married.

Why?

You'd never wash your shirts and collars.

You wouldn't even shave in the morning.

Oh, I'd shave.

If I didn't clean your desk, nobody would.

Remember when you tried to cook rice and burned it?

You'd be eating burnt rice every day.

You'd be helpless, I know.

Well, what if I were to say

that you needn't worry about any of that?

What if somebody else looked after me?

Somebody else?

It's just a possibility.

You intend to do what Mr. Onodera did?

Take another wife?

You'd marry again?

That woman we saw today?

It's definite?

Really?

Is that true?

Father, leave me alone.

Go back downstairs.

You'll go, won't you? Day after tomorrow?

We're all so worried about you.

You will go, won't you? Do it for me.

We'll have nice weather again tomorrow.

So what did she say?

She didn't say anything.

But it's been a week since I introduced them.

I have to give them an answer.

I realize that.

But pestering her could ruin everything.

The other side is eager to proceed.

I really don't see how Noriko could find fault with him.

She likes him. I'm sure she does.

Why did she go to Tokyo again today?

You're not taking this seriously.

I must have her answer today.

When will she be back? - I don't know.

Look, I found a change purse.

What good luck! The wedding will come off.

Aren't you turning it in?

I will. But it's such a good omen. Let's go.

What was he like?

What type?

Fat? - No.

- So he was skinny? - No.

Well, which was it?

He says he played basketball in college.

Is he good-looking?

Tell me!

My aunt thinks he looks like Gary Cooper.

What more could you want? You've always liked Gary Cooper.

I think he looks more like our electrician.

Does your electrician look like Cooper?

Yes... very much so.

Then he must look like Cooper! Really now!

I'll slap you!

I'm impressed. You actually went and met him.

He sounds good.

What's there to think about? Go on, marry him.

Good men are rare these days. Grab him.

- But I don't like it. - What?

Arranged marriage.

Don't be picky.

You'd never marry unless someone arranged it.

- But... - It's true, isn't it?

If you found someone you liked,

would you walk up and propose?

You're not that bold.

You'd just blush and squirm in your seat.

That's true.

An arranged marriage suits someone like you.

Mine wasn't arranged,

and look what happened to me.

Men are no good. They're devious.

Before marriage they only show their good side,

but once they have you, everything awful comes out.

You never know what you're getting, even marrying for love.

- You may be right. - I am right.

Go ahead and marry. If he's no good, leave him.

It's simple, I tell you.

Anyway, marry him. Just smile at him sweetly.

He'll definitely fall for you.

Then you've got him pinned. - The things you say!

That's how it is. You think I'm joking?

- You just may be. - There! That's the smile to use.

Just try it. I'm sure it'll work.

Noriko's very late.

Maybe I should come back another time.

Wait a little. She'll be on the next train.

If you say so.

I hope she'll agree.

She will. She likes him.

You think so?

She's shy. Old-fashioned for somebody her age.

I guess so.

- Maybe some detail is bothering her. - Like what?

Like his name.

Kumataro Satake?

- Kumataro... "Bear Boy." - What's wrong with it? It sounds tough.

If anybody's old-fashioned, it's you. That wouldn't bother her.

But doesn't it make you think of hairy chests and things?

That bothers young ladies more than you imagine.

And what should I call him if they get married?

"Kumataro" sounds like a mountain bandit,

"Kuma-san" is used for common bumpkins,

and "Kuma-chan" sounds like "baby bear."

Well, we have to call him something.

That's the point. I think I'll call him "Ku-chan."

"Little Vacuum"?

What do you think?

She's back.

I'm home.

Here she comes.

Yes, I think that's definitely...

- I'm home. - Welcome back.

What do you think? I'll go ask her.

- Listen. - What?

- Be tactful. - Don't worry.

- Noriko, welcome home. - Thanks.

So... what's your answer?

How about it? Have you given it some thought?

Come on, tell me.

I think it's really a good match, don't you?

Well, will you marry him?

Answer me.

Yes.

You will?

Yes.

Really? You'll do it?

Thank you! I'll notify them immediately.

All right?

Thank goodness. What a relief!

- How'd it go? - She'll marry him, just as I thought.

Really? That's good.

I have to run now. What a relief.

I'll tell them right away. - Thanks for everything.

I can still make the 9:35, right?

Yes, but you'd better hurry.

My worries are over. I can finally sleep again.

I'll come again to arrange the wedding. Will you also drop by?

Yes, I will.

Good thing I picked up this change purse.

You should turn that in.

Don't worry. I will.

Would you close up? Good night.

Thanks again. Careful on the way home.

Your aunt just left.

Is that right?

She was ecstatic.

Are you happy with your decision?

Yes.

You're not doing this out of resignation, are you?

No.

Or against your will?

Not at all.

I see. Then it's all right.

- Did you sleep well on the train? - Yes.

So did I.

When I woke up, we were already at Seta.

I slept all the way from Nagoya to Maibara.

Tea and flowers for sale.

Sorry, we were just freshening up.

- Tired, Noriko? - No, not very.

Is that so?

I sure am glad you came.

Noriko quite suddenly decided to get married.

So this is our last trip together.

That's wonderful. My congratulations.

Congratulations, Noriko.

Tell me: What's he like? How does he compare with me?

There's no comparison.

Who's better, eh?

You're much more handsome.

Really?

Just for that, lunch is on me.

Why don't we eat at the Hyotei?

Sounds good.

Misako wants to see you.

I want to see her too.

Do you mind if "the filthy one" comes along?

You sure it's okay?

Kyoto is so nice and relaxing.

Nothing like this in Tokyo. Just clouds of dust!

Professor, do you visit Kyoto from time to time?

I haven't in years. This is my first trip since the war.

My goodness.

Mr. Somiya!

So, Nori-chan, does she look filthy to you?

Stop it.

I'd like to hear your thoughts.

Filthy? What's this all about, Father?

We're talking about indecency. Isn't that right, Noriko?

We really walked a lot today.

Aren't you tired?

No.

The last time I went to Kodai Temple,

the bush clover was splendid.

What are your plans for tomorrow?

Misako is coming for me at 10:00.

Where are you going? Why not try the museum?

Sounds nice.

- Shall we turn in? - Yes.

Shall I turn off the light? - Yes.

Father.

I didn't know his wife at all,

yet I said such terrible things to Mr. Onodera.

What did you say?

I mean, his wife is such a good person.

They make a wonderful couple.

How could I have said they were filthy?

Don't let it worry you.

What I said was unthinkable.

He never took it seriously.

- You don't think so? - No.

It's fine.

Father...

even in your case, I found the idea really distasteful.

It's good she's finally marrying.

She'll make a good wife, no doubt about it.

Better to have a son, though. It's pointless to have a daughter.

You raise them and then off they go.

If they're unwed, you worry.

Yet if they do marry, you feel let down.

But didn't we marry other men's daughters?

You have a point.

Father, please hand me that.

How time flies.

One minute we arrive, and the next we're leaving.

But I loved it here in Kyoto.

I'm glad we came,

but a day in Nara would've been nice too.

Why didn't we do this more often?

This is our last trip together.

You'll be busy when we get home.

Your aunt is waiting.

I hope we find seats on the train tomorrow.

I never took you places, but now your husband will.

Satake will dote on you, I'm sure.

What is it?

What's the matter?

I...

I want us to stay as we are.

I don't want to go anywhere.

Being with you is enough for me.

I'm happy just as I am.

Even marriage couldn't make me any happier.

I'm content with this life.

Yes, but that's...

No, no. You marry if you want to, Father.

I just want to be by your side.

I'm so fond of you.

Being with you like this is my greatest happiness.

Please, Father,

why can't we stay just as we are?

I know marriage won't make me any happier.

That's not true.

You'll see.

I'm 56 years old.

My life is nearing its end.

But your life as a couple is just beginning.

You're starting a new life,

one that you and Satake must build together.

One in which I play no part.

That's the order of human life and history.

Marriage may not mean happiness from the start.

To expect such immediate happiness

is a mistake.

Happiness isn't something you wait around for.

It's something you create yourself.

Getting married isn't happiness.

Happiness lies in the forging

of a new life shared together.

It may take a year or two,

maybe even five or ten.

Happiness comes only through effort.

Only then can you claim to be man and wife.

Your own mother wasn't happy when we married.

For years we had our troubles.

Many times I found her weeping in the kitchen.

But she put up with me.

You must believe in each other and love one another.

All the love you've shown me

must now be given to Satake.

Do you see?

From this a new happiness will be born.

You understand, don't you?

You do, don't you?

Yes.

Forgive me for being so selfish.

So you do understand.

Yes.

I was being very selfish.

I'm glad you understand.

I didn't want you marrying feeling the way you did.

Marry him. I'm sure you'll be happy.

It's not difficult.

I'm certain you'll make a good couple.

I'm looking forward to that day.

Soon you'll look back on this conversation and laugh.

Forgive me...

for worrying you.

No, just be happy. You'll try, won't you?

Yes. You'll see.

Yes, I'm sure you'll be happy.

I know you. You will.

I can rest easy.

I know you'll be happy.

It was raining a bit last night. I was worried.

Fortunately the weather cleared. Rain would have been terrible.

It certainly would have.

Where was your honeymoon?

Yugawara.

Really? Noriko's going there too.

Do they only have buses from the station?

- No, there are taxis too. - Taxis, eh?

Professor, you're wanted upstairs.

The bride's ready, and so lovely too. Go have a look-see.

Is that so? I'll go look.

She makes a wonderful bride.

- She's all ready. - I see.

- Are the cars here? - Yes.

Thank you for all your efforts.

All ready, I see.

We'll go on ahead.

- I'll take this. - Thank you.

Nori-chan, you have your fan, right?

Such a beautiful bride.

I wish your mother could see you.

Well, shall we be going?

We don't want to be rushed.

Anything to say to her?

- No, I've nothing more to say. - Are you sure?

Then, Nori-chan, let's go.

Father.

For your loving care these many years...

I thank you.

Be happy, and be a good wife.

Be happy.

You'll be a good wife, won't you?

Now, shall we go?

Another drink, Aya-chan?

This is my third.

I can handle five.

I once drank six and then fell down. - You don't say.

Good to see you again, Professor.

Your daughter came in the other day with Professor Onodera.

- So I heard. - It's amazing. She's so grown up.

She's not here today? - We just saw her off at Tokyo Station.

She got married today. - You just came from the wedding?

My congratulations. - Thank you.

Please come again.

Mr. Somiya.

Where is she now, I wonder.

- I'd say around Ofuna. - Probably.

It's going to be lonely for you though, isn't it?

Not too much. I'll soon get used to it.

Ready for number four?

Are you...

really going to remarry?

Why do you ask?

Because Noriko was really worried about it.

That seemed to bother her most.

Don't do it. Why marry again? You mustn't.

Okay?

Honest?

But she wouldn't have married if she knew I wasn't going to.

What a man! You're just terrific. I'm very moved.

Don't worry. You won't be lonely.

I'll come visit now and then. I promise.

Yes, please do.

I certainly will.

What a wonderful feeling.

Number five!

The end.

You'll really visit, won't you? I'll be expecting you.

Of course. I promise.

I don't tell lies like you. - What?

Or at least not as convincingly.

What else could I do?

It was the biggest lie of my life.

- Welcome back. - Thanks.

Did Noriko get off all right?

Yes, thank you.

I'm glad. Please accept my warmest congratulations.

Thank you for everything.

Well, good night.

Give my regards to Sei.

Good night.

THE END