All language subtitles for Blister.2000.DVDRip.XviD-DVD-R.eng

Even if the world ended. I wouldn't
stop collecting toys.

I'm obsessed. l'm never satisfied
until I have the whole line-up.

The action figure capital is the U.S.A.
That's where they all come from.

Priceless rare figures leave us
collectors penniless.

But we won't stop buying them.

American comic heroes. I'm totally
insane about them.

I wanted to look like them,
so I lifted weights in vain.

This bites, this screams. Some break
into pieces by pushing a but ton.

They are waiting for me. striking
poses in blister packs.

Maniacs. Freaks.
Make the world go round.

Einstein, a physics freak.
Marx, an economics freak.

Von Braun, a rocket freak took
mankind to the moon.

Me, l'm an action figure freak.

I was. I am and l always will be.
Day and night, all year round.

What is it? When is it coming.
and how many?

These are the questions nobody can
answer.

Those American figures are made in
Asian factories.

So, for quicker business, dealers
buy directly from the factories.

Yeah. Boss?

I'm s tuck in heavy traffic.
Just outside the airport.

Like this scumbag. . .

he makes money by ripping off the
shop he works for.

But the figure I'm after requires a
bit o flaw-bending to acquire it.

What I'm after is. . .
"Hellbanker."

Collectors would kill for it.

It's so rare. it's almost a missing
link.

You people are virgin worshippers.

What?

I said, virgin worshippers.

Yuji, you never open them, do you?

You never play with them.
You just look at them.

Ren, hard-core collectors never
open the blisters.

That's what I'm saying.
Virgin keepers.

Take a look a tthis.

I bought two of her.

One to play with, one to keep.

Sometimes I do open them, but
hardly ever.

Do you realize what you've done?

Hey! Take it outside! You're
scaring the cus tomers!

Colors, design, everything about them.

Blister packs are at their prime
unopened.

But when I say this, nobody
understands.

Collectors nowadays are way too
excessive.

Who the hell needs four of
the same thing?

Two's enough, I tell you. Just two.

This is Terada, a cheap shit.

Fossilized sci-fi maniac.
Hired manager of the bar.

What's wrong with being hired? Never
seen Battle beyond the Stars ?

Mercenaries hired to protect a
miserably poor planet.

Darth Vader. Hired manager of the
Galactic Empire.

He works so hard, he's always
out of breath, wheezing.

A three time divorcee and
a happy idiot.

Don't call my collection fashion.
It's culture. It's history.

Star Trek. It all began in the '60s.

The Next Generation, DS9, Voyager
followed and it's still trekking.

Understanding that long history
makes you a true Trekker.

His life equals sci-fi flicks. He
loves booze and hates kids.

Simply because he 's a kid himself.

The latest addition to his collection
was also his biggest spend.

This Delorian.

He wanted it documented before he
turns it into a time machine.

Make me look cool!

Mummi, have you ever seen 5 million
in cash?

What?

No? Forget l asked. You're just an
assistant photographer.

This is what 5 million yen looks like.

Birds of a feather flock together.

I have to lock the car.

- Later. Hurry!
- If it's stolen, it's your fault!

Hey! Take it outside! You're
scaring the customers!

Ouch! Please forgive me... Ouch!

He'll look like a mummy for sure.

Now what are you up to this time?

l'm going to America to look for
Hellbanker.

America? With fliers?

I've looked everywhere in Japan for it.

I've canceled the ticket, hear me?

Toys, toys. When was the last time
you paid the rent?

- Where am I going to sleep?
- How about up to there with your friends?

So much of the same old shit!
What is this, a toy storage.

What about you and your junk?

- This happens to be my profession.
- Profession! Huh! Give me a break!

Ouch, ouch, hey!

I wish somebody dropped it on the
street and I found it.

What?

Why doesn't anybody invent a detector
or radar or something?

There he goes again. . .
Mr. Hellbanker.

Has anybody ever seen it?

No. That's why it's so valuable!
That's why everybody wants it.

There 's nothing rarer than this.

Maybe it's something even bigger.

Maybe it's like UFOs and Nessie.

Maybe it's just a myth.

You think so? Look a tthis!
HelIbanker. Photocopied.

I found it at last.

So? You call this proof?

Maybe somebody faked it to
fool a sucker like you?

Author's dead. Publisher's gone out
of business.

Besides the book was banned.

I know. You know why?

Because villains in the book were based
on real powerful people.

Political conspiracy? Bullshit, kid.

Look here.

Gene Karvonen, the author.

He tried to change the world with his
comic books.

See, they did make Hellbanker figures.
But they didn't sell them.

So there must be some left?

I don't know. Never heard of
Garage Toys either.

You're dreaming, kid. Wake up!
Time for a reality check.

Even the advanced medical science of
my own country can't save me.

Nobody in Korea could cure my
disease.

I'm not ready to die. Not just yet.

Not until I find someone to inherit
my gift...

Japanese medical science is
my last hope.

So I came to Japan.

We're going to make a movie, OK?

I'm talking about science fiction!

It's time for us to join sci-fi
history!

- Can't you be happy just by collecting?
- I direct...

and he makes models.

Models?

Spaceships! What are you going to do
without them?

So Io-tech. In these days of CGI.

Why's everything done on computer?
Even monsters are CGI nowadays.

Wha tever happened to Dynamation?
I can hear Harryhausen weeping.

Terada introduced me to Hasamoto.

Robots. Anime. Nothing else.
A model builder of the digital generation.

The kind of person I'd rather not
deal with, has entered my life.

Graphic designer by day,
robot otaku by night.

Mr.Katoki is God if you ask me.

So three-D and dynamic.
He's a pure genius.

His dream girl is Francoise Arnoul.
I thought she was a French actress.

But she was Cyborg 003.

We're a bunch of perverts, aren't we?
Getting turned on by these things.

What's wrong with them?

- I mean...
- You think live ones are better?

Can't fuck a doll, you know?

What's this, then?

Figures are meant to be attractive.

They are everything we desire
in a human body.

They are void of anything ugly.
Pure perfection.

Now, look at humans.

Ugly, aren't they?

Hanako Tank, again.

I don'>t need two. Here!

Who cares if they call us perverts?
We know something they don't.

What's wrong with society? Why
don't they sell figures at 7-11?

So you don't open blister packs?

It's not a painting. You have to
touch it.

Open it! You're insulting the
sculptor.

I don't open blisters so I can keep
my sense of anticipation.

I wouldn't have opened Pandora's
box either.

Once opened, the thrill had gone.

It's like just before an orgasm
and suspending that feeling forever.

But once open, it's over.

- Come on, let's do it.
- Sssshh... Hush!

- Show your face!
- No way.

I'm blind!

That's enough. That was it. There!

This is awkward...

What is it?

Let's make love.

Hellbanker's watching me...

Hey, where are you going?

Why don't you fuck that
Hell what ever?

Hellbanker's a man though.

I've had enough of this!

Alright, here goes...
Rolling!

OK, here's the story. Garbage fights
against evil to save the planet.

Definitely for a selected audience.

This guy's a fish skeleton.
This one's chewed gum.

- A tissue with snot.
- Super gross!

They got mixed up in a trash can and
became one. They hate each other,

These are the main characters. An
empty bottle and an empty can.

Rub and Bish,

Rub, Bish? How original...

It's called Crush of Trash!

Toy stores around the world will soon
be filled with them,

When that happens, take me to the
South Pacific.

Where?

Just imagine. Coral in clear water.
That's what I want to photograph.

OK, I'll give it a try.
l'm gonna make it.

I'm gonna make it.

Why are you watching this?

- Where are you going?
- Say something.

I love you!

I can't stand the way you two abuse me
like a slave.

You have to help me! There's no way
I can find it by myself any more!

0K?

- Any suggestions?
- Hellbanker.

No clue.

Son of a bitch!

We should try every toy store
in the world.

That's it!

Yeah! Try McFerson Toys!

No.

Franky and Fun.

Nope.

Toy Festival-Skip Meet.

Sorry.

Neybeetoys!

Don't have it.

UF0 Scwaltz.

No.

I can't believe this!

No.

No, again.

N-O.

Being a collect or is so unrewarding!

- I'll do another art group exhibition.
- Yeah? What's it about this time?

Nail painting art,
with paintings and sculpture.

I'll exhibit myself. Like this.

- That's cute.
- Don't you know a nice art gallery?

I'm working on ideas for my original
robot figure.

I'll submit it to the Model Traffic's
competition.

I know that one! 2 million yen
grand prize, right?

It's not the money.

What then?

Why do you collect action figures?

Well, you know. . .

Collecting is a learning process.

You acquire artistic knowledge through
collecting.

Now you've learnt. What then?

You create!

A man who doesn't create is just
a piece of flesh.

What about you?

- Where are you going?
- Men's room.

I see.

Maybe he knows some good art galleries.

Whoa... Stop it...

They have expressions too.

Nails?

Don't you think nails are like faces
for fingers?

See? Looks just like you.

You there...

Didn't I tell you not to sell drugs
here?

I got this yesterday.

Fidel Castro used to own this knife.

And this...
belonged to Che Guevara!

Kim for Kimura.

A psycho case who collects anything
rare. Everybody hates him.

Jimmy Hendricks' own guitar pick!

Socks worn by Jimmy Lee 0swald!

Whatever he collects seems
suspiciousIy fake,

He's funded by the drugs he sells,
which may well be fake too.

Hey! Take it outside! You 're
scaring the customers!

A party animal with an ego problem.

An off the wall narcissist.

The bourbon drunk by Ed Wood.

He wants any thing rare.

Naturally. He's after Hellbanker too.

- How's business?
- Just fine.

Don't you think the interior reflects
your taste too much?

- You know what I'm saying?
- Don't worry.

I got fired because of the trouble
with Kim.

No job, no dough. That forced me to
give up my figure habit.

Wrong pronunciation!
Remember, Greedo!

I haven't been to a toy shop
for days. Then I found this.

"Eat Kiwi and Get Action Figures!"

Your space talk just isn't
snappy enough!

Next! Get me potatoes for
the asteroids!

Come on Yuji!

Everybody, hold them up. Pose.
Quick! Here we go...

I can eat and get action figures
with the same money.

Toys that come with cereals and such.
In times like these, anything's 0K.

Humans and animals eat alike.
Humans and animals shit alike.

Then what separates humans from
animals?

We have science fiction!

Imagination! That's what's missing
in your space talk.

Rankor ain't a dinosaur!

If I had a daughter, her name
would be Leia Terada!

Han Solo should sound silly
dubbed in Japanese.

Yuji, here!

Now, Hasamo to-san.

Terada-san's turn.
Yeah, you hunk!

Something's perverse about this...

I didn't know you were so pretty...

Let's try to be in the new Star Wars!
Imagine action figures of ourselves.

Nothing I try satisfies my craving.

In the meantime, somebody somewhere
must be getting close to Hellbanker.

A robot with tons of moving joints.
That's my dream.

Whoa, look at this. Unimaginable!

I'm close, but not quite right.
I need a clincher for the design.

It's getting better, though.
Look at this. Really cool.

You unders tand this. . . ?

Why don't you join our group art
exhibition?

With robots and anime? You sure?

Open it.

You miserable chicken shit.

The aristocracy of the Middle Ages
looked everywhere for rare animals.

To observe? No. To eat.
With no remorse.

This is a limited novelty product.

But only poor chicken shits keep
it untouched.

Hey, Iook.

I got this mailed from America
the other day.

Hell Bomber. Cute.

Pisses you off, doesn't it?
They could've done better than this.

Sure.

That's not all.
Look at this.

The back sheet of
a Hellbanker blister.

He speaks, man.

You press the button, and he goes,
To save this planet!

This is going to shock the world.

Aren't you going to open it either?

Even if you got Hellbanker?

Oh, no... it's here...

It's the last one. Buy it.

Jurassic Punk?

A pirate toy from Hong Kong.

It's a rare product. Collectors kill
for it.

Mummi, can I borrow some?

No.

He's a bum and a pimp. No way I can
let him buy it.

Look. He's in pain...

He'll live.

How about a little mercy before he
becomes brain dead?

No way. No mercy.

Hello.

Hey, Hasamoto?
What is it?

I continued the search. I tried every
key word from the comic book.

Doug Edland. Bill, Gholem Town...

Then Soong hit the jackpot.

Dr. Soong, the scientist who is
after Hellbanker, right?

Shit, he was based on a
real person too!

Soong Laboratory, Washington D.C.
He sounds like some scientist.

Guess what they research here.

The Earth rotation control. They
live in a sci-fi world.

Anyway, I e-mailed him.
He mailed right back. He says.

"As a toy collector myself, it's a joy
to know someone who loves Hellbanker."

He's de finitely nuts.

The Hellbanker author, Gene Karvonen
was his friend.

That's why this guy's in the comic
book.

He gave me this one as a gift.

Never seen him without the black
line over his eyes before...

Looks like he knows something...
That's no tall he says in the mail.

"In 3 days, I'll leave town for
a research trip."

"My destination is a nuclear
facility in Asia."

"My plane will make
a stopover at Narita."

"Why don't we meet at the airport?
It'll be fun."

"I'll see you soon, my dear toy
collecting friend. H.R. Soong."

Why doesn't he just take Ren with him?
It'll be easier.

Pride. He 's too proud to do that.

It's not like Dr. Soong is coming to
Japan to give him Hellbanker.

For generations, my family has
been sculptors.

In the days of the old dynasties,
my ancestors sculpted for kings.

With these fingers, there is nothing
that can't be sculpted.

These fingers. Passed on in the
family generations after generations.

Master Kumiho, we've run out of
options...

Japanese medical science was my
last hope...

but it couldn't save my life. My life
will end soon.

These fingers...
With these fingers...

there is no physical substance I can't
shape...

They mustn't die out with me.

Stop! You're annoying me.

Hasamoto's shirt's too small.

Whatever belongs to him smells
like paint.

Do you watch TV recently?

Why? Was the electricity bill high?

It wasn't me.

Then, look.

Where's Terada?

Hasn't showed up yet.

This is it.

I'm going to build this.

You made it!

A powered suit with 112 moving
joints.

Your nail painting inspired me.

Huh?

See? This is you.

Equipped with op tical camouflage.

lt turns into a Gerwalk too.

Ga... What?

Gerwalk. An airplane with legs.

Legs... For what?

Transformation is a major requirement.

I had to choose between this and a tank.

When the model is finished...

I want you to paint those nails...
For our little collaboration.

Is that the way you see me?

An object of desire that transforms
into a tank or a plane?

That's sick and...

Forget about the exhibition.
What we're exhibiting is art.

Not some weird fantasy.

Art my ass...

Anime is always the black sheep.

Not this one again...

Art...

Art has...

Art has no boundaries. Does it?

Gogh! Basquiat! Tezuka! Anno! They are
all equally artistic, aren't they?

Give me some change.

I've finished editing...

You two did a great job.

Your great special effects...

and my horrible script.

There's always next time.

Right...

That was the last time.

The last time we ever saw him.

We learnt why much later.

Terada had spent the bar profits
on his collection and the movie,

Ren told me.

The debt he'd got into for
the Delorian made him desperate.

"Yuji, the car's yours."

All that's left of him was a pile of
his collected toys.

A heap of garbage valuable to nobody...

What obsesses us? Why?

Why do we keep collecting...

these pieces of plastic?

Recently, a Korean toy factory went
out of business.

Guess what.

They found it there?

Too good to be true.
Only a sucker would fall for that.

Yeah? Are you walking a way?

You sure it's a real Hellbanker?

Repossession people found it. I mean,
I couldn't believe what I heard.

5 million. That's the minimum offer.

Bullshit.

That's its value.

I'll be there. Take it or leave it.

Hello. Yes... Uh huh...

Honestly, that was my first gig.
I was a nervous wreck...

Really? You think my photos are
that good? Thank you so much.

I never even expected to ge t paid
that much...

Thank you. My pleasure.
I appreciate it. Good bye.

I'm home.

What's this?

Where's the furniture?

Answer me!

I sold it.

Why?

To buy Hellbanker.

Come and see the event of
the century...

under the train bridge...

Is that your artwork?

Yuji!

You have to listen to me!

Hey, Yuji!

I want you to meet someone.

I have no time for your nonsense!

On December 8th,

in 1980.

this piece...

gunned down John Lennon...

After all...

It's always the man with the big gun
who finishes first.

You guys are unbelievable f ools!

All this fuss for just a doll...

Just a doll...

Just a doll?

Only one of them exists in the world!
Think how priceless it is!

Guys like us live only to
own a thing like that.

Is there anything else worthy in
this worId?

Stop it!

Mummi...

5 million... for this?

Shit...

This is wrong.

Wait... I didn't know!
There's been a mistake...

- Where's the real one?
- I don't know!

Life with people like you is
nothing but troubIe...

What do you mean by this...?

Isn't it obvious?

South Pacific. Huh?

Let's go, then.

Are you serious?

First,

I'm going to make money with these.

You know how valuable you are?

You're a limited edition.

Limit ed edition, huh?

It feels strange...

Feels like it's over...

Feels like it's only the beginning...

It wasn't Hellbanker I really wanted.

But I found what I really wanted
while I was looking for Hellbanker...

I'll never forget it.

"Original Action Figure Competition"

"Hasamo to Kazuto: Grand Prize
2 million yen"

I love capsule toys. I have
2,000 Muscle Man toys.

The more you have,
the better they look.

Idealized human body. Perfect
and strong. That's a robot.

Even adults love
Doolly in Korea.

If you have to depict war in a
very thrilling way, you go sci-fi.

Like Gamera, an attractive character
takes more than just good sculpting.

Those light sabers are
pirate products. Wrong design.

Let's open this Night Master.
Oh, no! Isn't it Yoda?

I made my own action figure.

Grand Moff D AICHI, It's me.

Blisters first appeared
in the '70s.

They are pop art by definition.

Whereas Japanese toy makers
put them in boxes,

blisters have such presence.

In the '80s, blisters started to have
stands. They stand by themselves.

You don't need a
display case any more.

When I was a kid, I saw friends
opening blisters to play...

I couldn't bring myself to open them.

I open blisters.

I don't. So I buy two of them if
I have to open one.

If it's cuter wrapped,
I won't open it.

Often, I can't open the one
I bought to open.

These KISS figures. No stands. It's
a message. "Open and play with it!"

The moment I open it,
I get goose pimpIes.

It's great to collect things.

What l want from life is...
to collect toys.

The more you get,
the more you love them.

Anybody who has passion f or
something looks so alive.

I have a love bigger than any love.
You got that?

English subtitles by
Tetsuro Shimauchi and Rosemary Dean