All language subtitles for Tokyo X Erotica (2001)

Is this how I'll die?

I'm now staring at myself
on the brink of death.

Or should I say...

His name is Kenji.

At that moment
an old girlfriend's words come to mind.

Hey.

Which is longer? The time before birth
or the time after death?

Who cares. It's the same.

Either one. They're the same.

But maybe after death is longer.

After dying?

After you die, time doesn't exist.

It's just an unbelievable amount of time.

Who cares about that?
Life is all that matters.

After death.

Because you prepare for your next life.
I don't know.

The time before birth.
It's longer.

The world's coming to an end soon.
Probably.

The time after his death

Life goes on nevertheless.

People keep living.

She's living too.

Her name is Haruka.

She used to date Kenji.

Shake it.

Touch your tits.

And your cunt.

Masturbate.

Show me your ass.

Your ass.

I want to see your asshole.

Spread it.

Are you coming?

I need more.

I'm coming.

Can I?
-Yes.

Not yet?

Damn.

Let me.

You want me to lick your ass?

Sorry, I'm exhausted.

That's 10,000 yen.

Just once more. Please.
-Again?

Take it all off.

How's this?

Finger in the asshole?

Mine.

Yours?

Here we go. Relax.

Twist it around.

Use two fingers.

You can't live without men?

Not without their dicks.

How cute.

Fucking bitch.

Slurping soup like an idiot.

You sleep around for 2000 yen.

You thought your daddy loved you.

But actually he despised you, right?

Why do you...

You read his diary after he died,
didn't you?

He wrote all about his hatred
for you and your mom.

What a fake family.
A conceited daughter.

'Hell, let me out', he cried.

Your kind daddy actually hated you.

And you wanted to erase all that.
Isn't that what you want?

Nice job during the day,
whoring at night for a pittance.

Oh, and another thing. Your ex.

He wasn't much, but anyway he's dead.

Memories of love.

You'll catch a cold naked.

Take better care of yourself.

Stop drinking.

And so Haruka died.

Or rather
we should use the future tense.

And so Haruka will die.

You scared me.
-Did I?

I cut classes.

It's so boring.
I'd rather be in bed with you.

Kenji and Haruka's romance
didn't last long.

How do we do this?

Can I do it or not? I'm not sure.

How they broke up?

Who cares?

It's not important.

He didn't know
that later she started to whore.

What is she trying to prove?

Why does she do it?

The time she is alive

They who walk above
know nothing about the underground.

Everyone lives
regardless of the other.

There are tales beyond her knowledge.

On this day he died.

But she's still alive. That's a fact.

This tale happened on the day he died.

At 8 AM today, a potent gas
was released in the Tokyo tunnels.

The number of victims is mounting.

The police report 900 casualties
are admitted to hospitals.

Six are reported dead.

It was an organized terrorist act
targeting civilians.

Thanks.

What's that?

Feel better?

Your cold.
-It's gone.

So you lied.

Are you mad?

Hello.

Trouble?

Then off her.

Fine. Good job.

I couldn't wait.

I wanted it so bad.

Me too.

Me too.

You want it?
-Yes, I do.

To the bed.

Hello.

It's been seven years. Let's go
to the memorial service together.

Are you with someone?

I still have your records.
And a lot of other stuff.

Who is it?
-Wrong number.

Tighter?
-Yes, tighter.

Here, bitch.

You're dripping wet.

Say it.

I'm a dripping wet whore.

More. More.
-More?

Does it feel good?

You bitch.

Happy birthday.

You remembered.

Thanks.

That's sweet.
-Yeah ?

Nice.

It's cute.

Don't answer.

See? It's bent.

Really?

Did you do that?
-Shall I try it again?

But first...

You know why I like you?
-Why?

I like your face.

I'd do anything
to see your face everyday.

You have to stay here. Forever.

Stay with me. Don't go.

Never.

No, don't take it till I come.

Not until I come.

I'll swallow your sperm.

I did it.

What the hell?

Hey, if you lick me,
I'll forgive you.

Lick off your sperm.

First lick Madame's foot.
Do it now.

Clean my pussy.
Lick up your dirty sperm.

Tell me who's your mistress.

Whose slave are you?
Say it.

Speak up, you dumb dog.

Say it.
Who is it? Who is your mistress?

Speak. Say it.

Speak up.
It's me. I own you.

Leaving? Are you leaving again?

The town spits out tales.

Tales of a thousand years.

Tales played out
by unknown men and women.

They could have been Haruka and Kenji.

I'm happy, but I'm just so busy.

A day goes by so fast.

You never know until you try.

I've got my hands full with myself.

No way I can take care of a kid.

It's even better than I expected.

I'll love it here, until I die.

Seriously?

You just don't know
how bad it is in the country.

Tokyo is great.

After Kenji broke up with her...

Haruka would still enter
his old apartment.

In now smelled of the strangers
who moved in after him.

She thinks of him.

Where is he?
Who is he with?

What is he doing?

Beijing, Tianan men Square.

Late at night
the army decided to take up battle.

The tanks stormed the square.

I'm home.

Get some purifying salt.

I know it's late.
-Come in. It's a mess, though.

Sorry to bother you.
-Not at all. We don't mind.

Come sit down.

You're moving out of this great house.

The location was great.
-Sort of.

Something weird happened today.
-Not again.

When I got home, the floor was wet.

And the place Stank like pee.
-You're kidding.

It was a drag to clean it.

Good we're moving out.

Is this alright?
-Sure.

No ice. We gotta get some.
-Okay, I'll go.

I'll do it.
I want some munchies too.

We can go together.
-I'd like some peanuts.

Not again.
-So what?

And you, Ayumi?
-I don't need anything.

See you.

Want me to help?
-No. Just relax.

I can smell you.

What?
-What.

You're with Mitchi.
-She's not here.

Didn't Takashi say he saw Death?

Fuck.
-I visited him in the hospital last week.

He saw Death in his sleep.

A dream.

Sure, it was a dream.

But he asked Death questions.
About his illness and about heaven.

He asked why people had to die.

Death answered all the questions.

Nice guy-

But Takashi couldn't understand a thing.

He heard the words,
but couldn't understand the meaning.

Did he die because of that?
-Cut it out.

It's just a dream.

Shall we?
-Get out of here.

I'm being polite.

We kissed once, a long time ago.

Did we?
-You forgot?

So we're fine.

You were always pushy.

You're wet.

You kissed me so much.

Can I?

I'll go straight home after work.

No problem. I have time on my hands.

Whatever.
Just go and come home soon.

M itch I, so rry.

It's okay. You can come and visit us
in our new apartment.

See you later.
—I'll be home soon.

I'll take a nap.
-You lazy bum.

I'm sorry
that I'm letting him do all the work.

Don't worry, it's his holiday.

You're useless anyway.
-Gee, thanks.

I left my date book at your house.
—I'll wait here.

Thanks.

What's this?

And that's how he broke up with her.

Sorry.

No problem.

Join us.

Don't act so naive.
I know about you two last night.

Don't be selfish.
Share the fun with us. Take it off.

Undress her.
-You should listen to him.

He's...

What?

I'm the god of Death.

Sometimes I arrive a bit early
to help you all adjust.

I always dreamed of a threesome.

Go on, girls.
Some more, more.

That's the way.

Awesome. This is awesome.

This is bliss.

Your turn.

Great. Fantastic.
Come on.

Here we go.

A dream come true.

Awesome.

Listen.
It's your choice how to live until you die.

Remember this and...

die.

Come.

It's your choice how to live
until you die.

Ayumi.

Strange tales of this world.

Haruka used to tell Kenji
stories about Death too.

What kind of stories?

He doesn't remember.

Unforgivable.
It really makes me mad.

To go on and kill like that.

What right does anyone have to do that?

I'm furious at that.

I was on a film set when the news broke.

It was the first time in my life...

I mean, the air was so tense that day.

But later it disappeared
like nothing had happened.

At first I felt dubious about it all.

But as I learned more...

it made me wonder about myself.

Would I have done the same...

if I were in their shoes?

It could have been me.

Sometimes you don't know
how to live your life.

When I was young, we only knew
how to throw anger against the world.

In those days...

revolution and communism
were still real options.

That's so similar
to how they cornered themselves.

I myself tend to do that and...

I force myself...
I push myself to the limit.

Once I'm caught up,
I can't escape myself.

There's no way of knowing the end.

I actually preferred
to see how heroes were defeated.

I didn't mind the hero dying.

There'|| always be a new hero
to replace him.

Hope.

I guess it's hope.

Too much despair is bad for your health.

After you die.

Time seems longer after you're buried.

But maybe some day
God will pick you up...

and you'll be reborn as another person.

What I want to be? A traveler.

I want to sing karaoke
under an aurora.

If a new tale were to start
after their death...

she and he might actually be in it.

The past and the future are in chaos.

Chaos seems to be tracing their tale.

Shit.

Take the call.

Hello.

Yeah, I caught a cab.

Kenji left a minute ago.

Okay. Sorry, bye.

They're in a bar.

You don't think much of me, do you?
-That's not true.

I fantasized about doing this.

I'm in bad shape.

Shit.

I said I'm not great.

Are you okay?
-I'm fine.

You can come inside me.

Your key?
-Sure.

My head's killing me.

He had a dream.

Who?
-My dad.

What about?
-About the god of Death.

Death stood by his bedside.

What's this called?

I think I heard this before.

Yeah?

Exactly. And you say 'yeah'?

Oh, it's gone.

Forget it.

Sorry, go on.

Dad said he learned from Death.

He told my mom and me
that he didn't need us anymore.

And that he wanted to end his life.

He was in a bad mood.

I pretended I didn't hear him.

I asked him
about the best day of his life...

and if he wanted to tell me about it.
But suddenly he got mad.

He didn't want to talk.

All he wanted
was a way to escape the pain.

But as I comforted him,
his pain seemed to ease.

He got calmer
and started to chat in a better mood.

About what?

It wasn't anything special.

About a primary school reunion.

He left that school
when he was in the third grade.

About twenty people showed up.

The girl whom he had a crush on
was there too.

He was delighted she remembered him.

I asked him a lot of things.

Daddy talked happily
about his memories.

No.

I don't need it.

Are you okay?
-Of course he's not.

The job flopped thanks to you.

Put this on.

Put it on.

Now take it off.

Turn around. Both hands in the air.

You can look now.

Was the rabbit better?

Didn't want to see this?

Take a good look.

What a hard-on.

I bet you wanna know who I am.

Of course.

I'm Death.

Simply the god of Death.

All gods should be respected, you know.

Why I'm here?

I came to take him.

Be thankful.

Most people never get to talk to me.

He won't remember either.

Enough.

Don't be scared.
You'll die anyway.

No.

Don't be scared.

I want to ask you something.

Is it my choice how to live until I die?

In that we can't intervene.

Life is like a ship at sea.

We are the final port.

Do you get it?

This is how you'll die.

Four legs in the morning,
two legs at day, three legs at night.

What is it?

Look. The stars are so clear tonight.

You're right.

Which is longer? The time before birth
or the time after death?

Who cares. It's the same.

A dumb answer.
-It's also a dumb question.

Among the stars up there,
some have already died away.

But for us, they are still twinkling.

Some are.

10,000 light-years away
the stars twinkle

the star is dead but it still shines

heroes saving the earth
for love and hate

the heroes, we are waiting for them
in the dark suburbs

the earth lasts even if I disappear

the world lasts even if you disappear

lights zipping on the highway,
two on a motorbike

we speed in this town,
you race here too

heroes saving the earth
for love and peace

we can be heroes

now this moment we can

the light reaches even if stars disappear

the street shines even if you disappear