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From time to time...

[Yusuke] Hmm.

She starts sneaking into Yamaga's house.

Yamaga? [sighs]

The name of her first love.

He's a high school classmate.

He's not aware of her love for him.

She doesn't want him to know, so that's okay with her.

But she wants to know more about him.

She wants to know everything about him

without letting him know about her.

So she sneaks in.

Right.

While he's attending class,

she feigns illness and leaves early.

Yamaga's an only child.

His dad's an office worker, and his mom's a school teacher.

So the girl knows nobody's home during the day.

[Yusuke] How does she sneak in? She's just an ordinary teenager.

She takes a guess

and searches under a potted plant by the front door.

-There's a key. -[chuckles]

What a careless family.

She uses the key to let herself in.

She goes upstairs and opens a door.

The number on the soccer uniform on a hanger tells her it's his room.

The room is tidy for a 17-year-old boy.

She senses he has controlling parents, his mom in particular.

She breathes in.

She listens carefully.

She hears silence.

An amplified silence, like the sound through a hearing aid, fills the room.

She lies down on Yamaga's bed.

She holds back the urge to masturbate.

Why?

The limits of a television drama?

No.

She has her own set of rules...

things she'll allow or won't allow herself to do.

She can sneak into his house but not masturbate there.

Right.

Then she leaves an unused tampon in his room.

A tampon?

-That's what you said. -That's so weird.

More so than usual. Can this be adapted for TV?

Don't worry.

The producer said it's for an innovative late-night slot.

If you say so.

So she takes an unused tampon from her school bag

and puts it in his desk drawer.

"What if his overprotective mom finds it?"

She feels a rush of excitement at the thought.

She's kinky.

The tampon is a token indicating she was really there.

A token?

She continues sneaking in from time to time after that.

She's aware of the risks.

She's the type who is trusted by her parents and teachers,

so a lot is at stake.

Nevertheless, she can't stop.

She can't stop.

She sniffs around in his room, longing for his slightest scent.

She always takes a token from his room when she leaves.

A pencil or something that he won't notice is gone.

In exchange she leaves a token of herself.

At her most daring moment,

she took off her underwear and put it deep in his chest of drawers.

She feels that they are gradually mingling by exchanging such tokens...

and that she's giving him the strength to escape his mother's control.

That's it for today.

I see.

Want to know the rest?

Yeah, I do.

[chuckles]

Shall I wait, or shall I write it? Which?

You can still wait.

Yeah. I want to know the rest too.

-You really don't know yet? -I never do, do I?

Well, I thought maybe this time it was about your first love.

-Of course it's not! -[both chuckle]

-Thanks. -[speaks Japanese]

-Hello. -Hello.

When does the curtain go up?

6:30. Doors open at 6:00.

I'll be cutting it close.

Don't bother coming. You shouldn't skip out on a meeting.

I'll bother. I want to see your play.

-Break a leg. -Thanks.

[creaks, snaps]

Not worth a curse. [sighs]

[in Indonesian] (You say we have to come back tomorrow?)

[in Japanese] Yes.

[in Indonesian] (Then we can bring a good bit of rope.)

[in Japanese] Yes.

-(Didi?) -Yes.

[in Indonesian] (I can't go on like this.)

[in Japanese] That's what you think.

[in Indonesian] (If we parted? That might be better for us.)

[in Japanese] We'll hang ourselves tomorrow.

Unless Godot comes.

[in Indonesian] (And if he comes?)

[In Japanese] We'll be saved.

[sighs]

[audience laughs]

-[in Indonesian ] (Well? Shall we go?) -[in Japanese] Pull up your trousers.

-(What?) -[audience laughs]

Pull up your trousers.

[exhales deeply]

-[breathing heavily] -[unscrews bottle cap]

-[swallows, grunts] -[knocking on door]

-Yes? -[Oto] May I come in?

Come in.

What?

It was great.

Yeah? I'm glad.

-May I introduce someone now? -Yeah, after I change.

Takatsuki.

-[chuckles] Hello, I'm Takatsuki. -[speaks Japanese]

-Your wife kindly invited me. -Don't say "wife."

-I see you a lot on TV. -Thank you.

He's in my new one too. A good role.

He always has a good role.

Better than ever. He's the heroine's love interest.

Uh, yes.

When I mentioned your play during the production meeting,

-he said he wanted to come. -[speaks Japanese]

I've heard about your methods and was interested.

They're so different. Multilingual.

[scoffs] Yes.

I'm not sure if this is the right sentiment...

but it was moving.

Really?

You're a strange young man.

[chuckles] Oto, please. It's true.

-Yes, thank you. -Don't thank me.

-I need to change, so maybe later. -[Oto] Yes.

Excuse me.

-Good work. -Mm.

[sighs]

Sorry. Did I wake you?

You must be tired.

My flight's at Narita at 9:00. I gotta run.

See you.

See you.

[keys jingling]

[footsteps approaching]

-You didn't have to come. -Here. Uncle Vanya.

-Oh. -I recorded it.

About time you need it, right?

Thanks.

-You'll miss your flight. -[chuckles]

See you. Take care.

See you.

[Oto on tape] Here, have some tea.

I don't feel like drinking tea.

How about vodka, then?

[Yusuke] Nobody knows how I feel.

I can't sleep at night from frustration and anger.

I've wasted my time.

I could have attained so much from life,

but it's too late now at this age.

[Oto] Uncle Vanya, that's so boring.

You speak as if your former convictions were somehow to blame.

But your convictions were not at fault.

You were the one at fault.

[jet engines roar in distance]

[tires squeal]

[phone chimes]

[doors buzzing]

[moaning, heavy breathing]

[Beethoven's "String Quartet No. 3 in D Major, Op. 18, No. 3" playing]

[moaning, heavy breathing continues]

[door buzzing]

[buzzing continues]

-[Skype call tone beeping] -[sniffles]

[call tone continues]

-Hi there. -Hi. Did you get there all right?

Yeah.

Jury duty starts tomorrow?

Yeah.

How's your hotel? Comfy?

They're all the same.

Try any Vladivostok specialties?

What's the specialty?

[scoffs] I don't know, so I'm asking you.

-How lazy. -[chuckles]

[jet engines roaring]

ONE WEEK LATER

[Yusuke] For 25 years...

he's been pretending to be someone he's not.

Look at that swagger, acting like he's some kind of lord.

[Oto on tape] You envy him, don't you?

Yes, I do.

I envy him a lot.

Such good luck with women!

Don Juan himself couldn't have had more experience.

His first wife, who was my sister —

-[horn honking] -[tires squeal]

-[groans, grunts] -[turn signal clicking]

[Yusuke speaks Japanese]

[grunts] Hey. [exhales]

What a relief.

I'm okay.

You're really all right?

-I don't know yet. -[speaks Japanese]

They examined me. Still waiting for the results.

Glaucoma in your left eye.

Glaucoma?

Damage to the optic nerve resulting in partial vision loss.

Loss of vision in one eye

is hard to detect, because the other eye adapts.

Which means it doesn't impact daily activities,

and by the time one notices I, it's often too late.

You're lucky it was diagnosed early.

Can I drive?

It's not impossible.

That means I can?

Yes, if your symptoms don't worsen.

[Oto] How is it treated?

The root cause is still unknown, so it can't be cured.

The goal is to slow its progression.

These drops lower eye pressure.

You might doubt the effect,

but you'll lose your vision if you stop using them.

Make sure you use them twice daily.

DIED FEBRUARY 25, 2001

[person chanting]

[chanting continues]

You wanted to drive today, didn't you?

Why?

Well, you just got your car back.

I love you dearly...

What, all of a sudden?

...but there's one thing I can't stand.

What?

Your driving. Face forward.

[laughing]

Why didn't you change lanes just now?

Hey, that could be considered verbal harassment. [chuckles]

-Honestly speaking... -Hmm?

...did you want kids again?

I don't know.

Nobody can take her place, after all.

But we could have loved them just as much.

There's no use in me wanting something you don't want.

I'm sorry.

It's not your fault.

I made that choice with you. So it's all right.

Mm.

You know...

I really do love you so much.

Thanks.

I'm so glad you're with me.

[door closes]

[keys clatter]

[zipper unzips]

[breathing heavily]

[grunts]

[shuddering breaths]

[Oto gasps]

[breathing heavily]

One day she remembers her previous existence.

You mean that girl who sneaks in?

She'd been a lamprey in her previous life.

A lamprey?

She was a noble lamprey.

She didn't leech off the fish that passed overhead

like other lampreys did.

She fastened her suction cup-like mouth to a rock on the riverbed

and did nothing but sway there.

[kissing]

[Oto exhales]

She clung to that rock...

until she finally wasted away...

and became just like riverweed.

She doesn't remember how she died.

Did she starve to death?

Was she eaten by other fish?

All she remembers is swaying on the river bottom.

In Yamaga's room she suddenly understands.

What she's doing here is the same.

She can't tear herself away from his room

just like how she clung to a rock.

[breathing heavily]

Come to think of it, the silence in this room...

is very similar to underwater.

Time stands still.

Past and present fade away.

And she...

becomes a lamprey again.

She begins...

to masturbate on Yamaga's bed.

She strips off all her clothes one layer at a time.

She'd forbidden herself from doing it...

but now she can't stop.

Tears fall...

wetting the pillow.

She thinks that those tears are her token for today.

Just then, someone comes home.

[breathing heavily]

A door opens downstairs.

[Oto breathing heavily]

She notices then that it's starting to get dark outside the window.

Is it Yamaga?

Or his father?

His mother?

She hears that person coming up the stairs.

It's over.

But now she can stop at last.

At last it will all end.

She can finally escape the karmic fate from her prior life.

She'll become a new person.

The door opens.

[panting, moaning]

[panting]

[breathing heavily]

[Mozart's "Rondo K. 485 in D Major" playing]

LAMPREY: NEITHER EEL NOR FISH?!

[classical music continues]

Do you remember yesterday's story?

Sorry, I don't remember clearly. I was pretty much asleep.

-I see. -Sorry.

Mm. That just means it wasn't worth remembering.

-I have to go. -You have plans today?

I'm teaching a workshop. Didn't I tell you?

-No. -[chuckles] Sorry.

-Are you driving? -Yeah.

Sorry. I still had these.

Thanks.

Can you handle it?

-I'll be fine. -Yusuke.

When you get back tonight, can we talk?

Of course. Why do you ask?

-Have a nice day. -You too.

[Oto on tape] Is she faithful to him?

Yes, unfortunately.

Why "unfortunately"?

Because that woman's fidelity is a lie through and through.

There's an abundance of rhetoric but no logic in it.

My life is lost.

There's no turning back.

That thought haunts me like an evil spirit day and night.

My past went by without event. It's unimportant.

But the present is worse.

What should I do about my life and my love?

-[horn honking] -What happened...

When you speak to me of love and romance...

I feel like I'm in a daze

and don't know what to say.

Oh, ho. The Lord have mercy.

Sonya...

I'm miserable.

If you only knew how miserable I am.

What can we do?

We must live our lives.

Yes, we shall live, Uncle Vanya.

We'll live through the long, long days,

and through the long nights.

We'll patiently endure the trials that fate sends our way.

Even if we can't rest, we'll work for others...

both now and when we have grown old.

And when our last hour comes,

we'll go quietly.

And in the great beyond we'll say to Him...

that we suffered...

that we cried...

that life was hard...

[keys jingle, clatter on plate]

Oto.

Oto.

Oto.

Oto!

[grunts]

[numbers beep]

Hello?

Please send an ambulance.

[person chanting to rhythmic beat]

[chanting continues]

-So sudden. A cerebral hemorrhage. -Mm.

[Yusuke] For 25 years he's been pretending to be someone he's not.

Look at that swagger, acting like he's some kind of lord.

[in German] (You envy him, don't you?)

-[in Japanese] Yes, I do. -[pounds table]

I envy him a lot.

His first wife, who was my sister,

was a wonderful, kind woman.

And she loved him from the bottom of her heart,

the way an untainted, noble human loves an angel.

And his second wife, as you can see, is a lovely, smart woman.

Why?

[in German] (Is she faithful to him?)

[in Japanese] Yes, unfortunately.

[in German] (Why "unfortunately"?)

[in Japanese] Because...

that woman's fidelity...

is a lie through and through.

(Vanya...)

(Vanya?)

[exhales deeply, breathing heavily]

[in Malay] (Don't talk like that.)

(Come on...)

[in German] (Shut up, Waffles.)

[in Malay] (No, I'll have my say. My wife took off with her lover.)

[Waffles continues indistinct]

TWO YEARS LATER

[Oto on tape] Of course...

I'm sure...

that the truth, no matter what it is,

isn't that frightening.

What's most frightening...

is not knowing it.

[groans]

[shivers, rubs hands]

HIROSHIMA ARTS AND CULTURE THEATER

[engages brake]

-[alarm chirps] -[doors lock]

-Are you tired after the long trip? -Not at all.

Long time no see, Ms. Yuzuhara.

Let me introduce you. Yoon-su will be our literary advisor.

We've exchanged e-mails.

[Yuzuhara] As we explained via e-mail,

your two-month residency begins today

and runs until December.

Six weeks of rehearsals, two weeks of performances.

Auditions begin tomorrow.

[Yoon-su] Here are the audition sheets.

Ah, thank you.

We contacted theaters throughout Asia

and received applications from Korea, China, Hong Kong,

Taiwan, and the Philippines.

Yes.

I'll interpret Korean.

Those who speak English will communicate with you directly.

Yes.

Actors from overseas were recommended

by their local theaters' program directors.

We also received many applications from within Japan.

Even I recognize some faces.

[chuckles]

I'll have a look. Can't wait.

As for your lodgings,

we found a place about an hour away by car,

just as you requested.

Thank you.

-On a scenic island. -An island, huh?

Also, we've hired a driver for you, according to our rules.

So our driver will be handling your car. Is that all right?

Actually, I'll do my own driving.

I have insurance. But I appreciate the thought.

It's not exactly that.

We can't let you drive.

What do you mean?

An artist ran over a person by accident in the past.

Yes.

It was terrible. Since then, it's become the rule

to provide a driver for our resident artists, no exceptions.

[sighs]

I go over my lines while I'm driving.

Yes.

-I's an important routine for me. -Yes.

That's why I asked you to book a hotel some distance away.

We're sorry.

We should have explained to you more clearly.

There's a budget set aside for it, so the theater festival has to use it.

[Yoon-su] If you're concerned, you're welcome to test our driver.

But don't worry. The driver is very skilled.

Let's go.

[Yuzuhara] Thank you for your understanding.

I'll follow you in the official car.

She's your driver.

I'm Misaki Watarili.

This is Mr. Kafuku, our stage director.

The festival hires her every year.

She knows the roads well. She's an excellent driver.

Nice to meet you.

Sorry, but I still haven't agreed to having you as my driver.

-Is a test drive okay with you? -Yes, of course.

No, I'll drive after all.

I'm sorry.

Is it because I'm a young woman?

That's not why.

This car is pretty old and has quirks. It's not easy the first time.

Very well.

Then if you sense any danger in my driving,

you take the wheel. Is that all right?

-[alarm chirps] -[doors unlock]

[door hinge squeaks]

Do you prefer the passenger seat?

[starter cranks, engine starts]

-Any problems with... -Hmm?

...the electrical components?

-No. -Sorry.

You said it was an old car, so I had to make sure.

I've driven it 15 years and no problems.

I see.

Could you play the cassette tape?

The cassette tape?

Yes.

[inserts cassette]

[Oto on tape] I'm leaving.

Vanya, please just drop it.

Do you hear me?

I refuse.

Wait. I'm not done yet.

You destroyed my life.

I've never lived.

Because of you...

I wasted the best years of my life and spoiled them.

You're my foe. My bitter enemy.

You fool.

If this estate is yours, then take ft.

I don't want it

I'm leaving right now.

This is like hell.

I Can't stand it.

I'm gifted and intelligent. Courageous too.

If I'd lived normally,

I might have been another Schopenhauer or Dostoyevsky.

I'm sick of this nonsense.

I'm losing my mind.

Mother, I can't take it anymore.

Listen to the professor.

Mother, what should I do?

No, never mind. Don't say anything.

I know what to do.

I'll make you pay for this.

[birds chirping]

[engine shuts off]

[waves lapping]

Oh, I'll do it.

-[boat engine chugging in distance] -What do you think?

The Setouchi Sea is tranquil and lovely.

Her driving, I mean.

[car door closes]

I'll come pick you up at 8:00 tomorrow morning.

Okay. Sorry it's so early.

No problem.

[sighs]

Shall I play the tape?

Yes, please.

[inserts cassette]

[Oto on tape] Uncle, are you crying?

[Yusuke] I'm not crying. It's nothing. Don't be ridiculous.

Your eyes when you looked at me now

looked exactly like your dead mother's.

Oh, Sonya. Your mother...

my sister, where is she now?

You've been ill for such a long time.

Sonya's mother Vera used to stay awake

at night for you too.

She must have been so worried.

[in Tagalog] (Let's go, Marina.)

[in Japanese] Hey, I haven't finished my lines yet.

Oh, well.

My own feet are in pain as well.

Such a throbbing pain.

[in English] Okay. [in Japanese] Thank you.

-[in English] Thank you. -[Roy] Thank you.

[Yoon-su, in Japanese] Next, please.

[in English] Next, please come in.

[in Japanese] Excuse me.

[in English] Hi. My name is Janice Chang.

I'm from Taiwan, and my first language is Mandarin.

I'm auditioning for the role of Yelena.

[in Japanese] Koshi Takatsuki. I'm trying out for Astrov.

[in English] The two of you have chosen lines from the same scene,

so you will be auditioning as a pair.

[in Japanese] You both requested the same scene, so enact it as a pair.

[Koshi] Yes.

So she's Yelena, and where from?

-From "You are a cunning woman." -[Koshi] Yes.

[in English] From "You are a cunning woman."

Sure.

[in Japanese] I don't understand what she's saying. Can I try to wing it?

Yes, go ahead. Whenever you're ready.

[in English] Whenever you're ready.

[exhales deeply]

[sighs]

[in Japanese] Oh, you're a cunning woman!

-[in Mandarin] (What do you mean?) -[in Japanese] How cunning you are!

Assuming Sonya is suffering, let's set that aside for now.

But...

[Janice, in Mandarin] (What are you saying?)

[Koshi, in Japanese] You know perfectly well

why I come here every day.

You know why and for whose sake I come!

You're a tigress!

-My sweet... -[in Mandarin] (A tigress?)

(What do you mean?)

[in Japanese] A sleek, enchanting tigress...

-You must have your victims! -[in Mandarin] (Are you out of your mind?)

[Koshi sighs]

[in Japanese] How coy you are.

[in Mandarin] (I'm not the kind of woman you think I am.)

(I swear I'm not that vulgar.)

[in Japanese] No need to swear. Don't waste words.

You're so beautiful.

Such lovely hands.

[in Mandarin] (Enough of this!)

-[sighs] -[in Japanese] Listen to me.

This is fate. It's inevitable.

[in Mandarin] (Please stop this.)

(Let go of me.)

[in Japanese] Meet me in the forest tomorrow.

At two o'clock.

All right? Be there.

Be there, okay?

[in Mandarin] (Let me go!)

[loud thud]

[Yusuke, in Japanese] That's enough. Sorry about that.

Thank you. [in English] Thanks.

The next person is our last one. She's a bit different.

[in Korean] (Come in.)

[in Japanese] She's Lee Yoon-A.

She's saying she uses Korean sign language.

You understand it?

Yes.

[in Korean] (Nobody else chose this scene, so you'll audition alone.)

[in Japanese] She can hear.

I'll translate in Korean if necessary.

Will that be okay?

Yes.

[in Korean] (Please begin.)

[in Japanese] Uncle Vanya...

did you take the morphine?

Give it back.

Why do you make us worry?

Give it back, Uncle Vanya.

My misfortune could perhaps be greater than yours,

but I don't give in to despair.

Until my life comes to a natural end...

-[puffs] -...I'll keep enduring it.

So...

you must endure yours too.

My dear and only uncle.

Please.

Give it back.

Have pity on us.

You must endure...

your sorrow.

[Yusuke] Thank you.

[speaks Korean]

[Yusuke, in Japanese] Not too many auditioned for the part of Vanya.

[Yoon-su] You're right.

[Yuzuhara] Everyone probably thinks you'll be playing the role.

Sorry, it's so late.

No problem.

-[alarm chirps] -[locks click]

[Yoon-su, in English] Good morning.

Everyone here passed the audition.

However, some of you are assigned to the parts

that were not your preferred roles.

He will now announce the cast list.

You can sign your contract if you accept your assigned role.

[in Japanese] Serebryakov: Roy Lucelo.

Yelena: Janice Chang.

Sonya: Lee Yoon-A.

Voynitskaya: Kaoru Komagata.

Vanya...

Koshi Takatsuki.

Astrov: Ryu Jeong-Eui.

Telegin: Takashi Kimura.

Marina: Yumi Eto.

[speaks Japanese]

[in English] That's all.

[Koshi, in Japanese] Excuse me. You want me to play Vanya?

Yes.

There's quite an age gap.

You can wear makeup.

Everyone's role doesn't match their actual age.

If you're unwilling, then don't sign.

The role will go to someone else.

After you finish signing, we'll start reading the script.

[in English] Congratulations.

[Roy, in Tagalog] (Superb.)

(How wonderful.)

(What a stunning view.)

[Kimura, in Japanese] The view is indeed wonderful, Your Excellency.

Mr. Kimura, please say it slower.

-Slower than that? -Yes.

And enunciate more clearly SO everyone can hear.

Okay.

Continue.

The view is indeed wonderful, Your Excellency.

[Yoon-su, in English] Tomorrow...

we shall go into the woods, shall we, Papa?

[in Japanese] Ladies and gentlemen, tea is ready.

[in Tagalog] (If you don't mind...)

[in Mandarin] (Hush. Someone will hear you.)

[in Japanese] No, let me say that I love you. Don't drive me away.

That's all I need to be happy.

-[in Mandarin] (I can't stand this.) -[alarm beeping]

[in English] Thank you. Let's stop here for today.

[in Japanese] Thank you. Let's stop here for today. Good work.

[all talking at once]

Aren't you cold?

Not at all.

[Yusuke] From now on...

Yes?

...could you wait in the car when I'm running late?

I feel uncomfortable knowing you're waiting in the cold.

No, thank you.

I know you cherish this car, so I can't relax.

If you know that, then it's no problem.

Just smoke outside.

Fine, then.

Only when it's really too cold.

Shall I play the tape?

Yes.

[Oto on tape] But allow me, as an old man,

to give one word of advice before parting.

Everyone...

the important thing is to work.

You must keep working.

[no audible dialogue]

[no audible dialogue]

-[alarm chirps] -[locks click]

[Koshi] Mr. Kafuku.

-[footsteps approaching] -[Koshi panting]

Could I invite you out for a drink? My car is here too.

-You're driving? -Yes.

So if you don't mind, how about the bar at my hotel?

I'll be a bit late.

No problem.

I'll bring my car around, then.

Please follow me.

[Koshi] I actually sometimes do a search on your name online.

[speaks Japanese]

That's how I found this audition.

That day was the deadline. Isn't that amazing?

Why are you interested in me?

I really liked acting out Oto's screenplays.

Saying her lines made me happy.

My theater projects and Oto's screenplays are different things.

Yes.

But when I saw your play that time,

I felt that what you two were doing was the same,

albeit in different ways.

How so?

[sighs] Tough question.

I get the feeling you both value the finer details

that people won't even notice.

[sighs]

I actually like things like that.

But I wouldn't have known if I hadn't acted out Oto's scripts.

When I saw the casting call, I knew this was my only chance.

I'm not sure if you know...

but I'm working freelance now.

I know. Though in my case I didn't have to look you up.

Is that so? [scoffs]

That's embarrassing.

How stupid.

You were a star.

No, I was framed.

Do you do things like that often?

Things like what?

With women you barely know.

[stammers]

Don't you?

No.

Lots of women must approach you too.

All you have to do is say no.

I don't do it with just anybody either.

If you click and want to get to know her better... not ever?

Sex isn't the only way to get to know someone.

But some things you can't know unless you do it.

-Like what? -Like what?

[laughing]

What's the matter?

Just that...

why am I talking to you about this?

Oto must have been happy with a husband like you.

I wonder.

If you don't mind, could you tell me something about her?

Something about her?

How you two met...

how she wrote her screenplays, everyday conversations.

Anything.

Here's what you're thinking:

"He and I share the same pain...

because we loved the same woman."

Oh please. Mine was just an unrequited longing.

You were in love with her.

I don't deny it.

She was lovely. Very much so.

[chuckles]

Yeah.

So I'm jealous of you, Mr. Kafuku.

Forgive me.

-You're jealous? -[camera shutter clicks]

Of me? [chuckles]

[camera shutter clicking]

Excuse me.

-Yes? -You took a picture, didn't you?

-[person 1] HMM? -[person 2] Huh?

You took one just now. Delete it.

What's the matter with you?

I'm leaving now.

Yes.

-[Yusuke] The check, please. -[server] Yes, sir.

I'm sorry. I invited you today.

It's okay.

I'm glad to be here now,

to be able to perform under your direction.

I believe Oto brought us together.

I look forward to resuming our collaboration tomorrow.

Yeah. See you tomorrow.

[Oto on tape] What's the matter? You look so glum.

Is it because you feel sorry for that professor?

[Koshi] Leave me alone.

[Ryu, in Korean] (Or because you're in love with his wife?)

[in Japanese] She's a good friend of mine.

[Ryu, in Korean] (Already?)

[in Japanese] What do you mean by "already"?

[Yusuke] Stop.

Still too much emotion?

Ryu is doing it right. Emulate him. Continue.

[in English] Please continue.

[Ryu, in Korean] (There's a proper order for a woman to become a man's friend.)

(First, she's an acquaintance,)

(then she's a lover, and finally, she becomes a good friend.)

[in Japanese] What a banal philosophy.

[Yusuke] Takatsuki.

Try focusing on your text.

All you have to do is read it.

[Janice, in English] We're not robots.

What do you mean?

Of course we'll follow all of your instructions,

but we're not robots, and I think we'll do better

if we know what your intent is.

You don't have to do better.

Just simply read the text.

[in Japanese] From where we left off, then.

[in English] Let's pick up from where we left off.

[Ryu speaking Korean]

[Ryu continues in Korean]

[Koshi, in Japanese] I didn't get him? I missed again?

Damn it.

Goddamn it.

[in Mandarin] (Get me out of here. Kill me if you must.)

(I can't stay here anymore.)

[in Japanese] What's wrong with me?

What am I doing?

[Yoon-su, in English] Nurse? Nurse?

Scene.

Okay.

That's it for today.

[in Japanese] Good work, everyone.

[all talking at once]

-Mr. Kafuku. -Yes.

Could we do a little interview

for the festival's website?

Yes.

We need a video, So somewhere outside.

Yes.

-[Kaoru] All we do is read the text. -Hmm?

[chuckles] When will we start moving?

Honestly, the foreign language parts lull me to sleep.

-Me too! [chuckles] -[Kaoru] Me too.

-Though not in a bad way. -Yeah, it's like hearing a sutra.

Sounds like a blessing when you put it that way.

[all three laughing]

[Yusuke] Yoon-su, where did you learn Japanese?

I studied Noh in graduate school at Waseda University for two years.

Korean, English, Japanese, and sign language.

That's awesome.

Japanese and Korean have similar grammar,

so learning the vocabulary is enough.

And I've liked English from a young age.

When did you learn sign language?

Mr. Kafuku, you kindly offered to drive me home.

-Yes. -May I invite you over for dinner today?

-No. I don't want to intrude. -[chuckles]

There's something I have to apologize to you about.

-What is it? -You'll know when we get there.

[birds chirping]

[Yoon-su] Both of you, please come inside.

Let's go.

He probably doesn't feel comfortable making you wait hungry.

There's no need to worry about that.

I wouldn't worry, but I'm sure he will.

Let's go.

My wife.

[dog barks]

[dishware clatters]

-She says it looks like me. -[both chuckle]

-That's mean. -[both laughing]

These potatoes are from our backyard.

She grew them.

[speaks Japanese]

This is what I wanted to apologize to you about.

Why didn't you tell me?

She worried you might find it hard to reject her if you knew she was my wife.

[scoffs] No, I...

You wouldn't mind, I can tell.

But silence is golden.

To answer your earlier question,

I learned sign language after meeting her.

I wanted to know her language, so I studied it.

That's really something.

She was originally a dancer,

and I was the coordinator

when her dance company performed in Busan.

Love at first sight.

-[speaks Japanese] -Don't tell her.

[both chuckle]

Why Hiroshima?

I was invited to the theater festival three years ago.

-And Yoon-A came with you? -Yes.

When I got the offer, I debated whether she should come along.

In Korea she has family and friends who know sign language.

[speaks Japanese]

I thought she'd be lonely here.

But I figured I could listen to her like a hundred people.

I felt I was the only one who could support her.

Why did you decide to audition?

[speaks Korean]

[in Japanese] "I got pregnant and took time off from dancing,

but I had a miscarriage."

"Although I wanted to work again, my body refused to dance.

That's when my husband told me about you and suggested I try it."

Thank you.

Is there anything hard about rehearsals??

[speaks Korean]

[in Japanese] "Why do you ask me something you don't ask others?

You don't have to be nicer to me than you are to other people."

"People not understanding my words is normal for me."

[puffs]

[puffs]

"But I can see and hear.

Sometimes I can understand a lot more than words.

That's what's important in our rehearsals, right?"

Yes.

"So right now every day is so much fun.

Chekhov's text comes inside me

and moves my body that was stuck before."

"I'm glad I got my courage up."

Glad to hear that.

Do you like spicy food?

Yes, it's good.

[Yusuke] Hmm.

How's her driving?

It's fabulous.

[clicks tongue]

She speeds up and slows down so smoothly, I hardly feel gravity.

Sometimes I forget I'm in a car.

I've experienced many people's driving,

but it's never been so pleasant.

I'm glad she was assigned as my driver is how I feel now.

[dog pants, whimpers]

[speaks Korean]

[dog whimpering]

[in Japanese] "Compliment us actors as much for once," she says.

[laughs]

[all laughing]

This means "to compliment"?

[Yoon-su] Yes!

[laughing continues]

[Yoon-su speaks Japanese]

[dog yips, whimpers]

Thank you for inviting me.

It was Yoon-su who invited us.

They were a lovely couple.

Yes.

Now I'm curious about your rehearsals. Yoon-A's Sonya.

I've been hearing your tape, so I kept thinking, "She's Sonya."

[speaks Japanese]

You're welcome to watch.

No, thank you. I'm sorry.

Shall I play the tape?

Yeah.

[inserts cassette]

[Oto on tape] Vanya, you're educated and intelligent,

So you must surely understand...

that the world isn't destroyed by villains...

Don't you get sick of hearing this?

No.

I like this voice is why.

I see.

Whose voice is it?

My wife's.

Oh.

The flow of the entire play has to be memorized with my method.

So I listen to it over and over.

I acted in Uncle Vanya before,

so Vanya's lines are left out.

When I say my line at my pace, the next line starts right on cue.

Wow.

What I said before is true.

[speaks Japanese]

I forget that I'm in the car and that you're here.

Annoying, isn't it?

No, it's your job.

Where did you learn to drive?

My hometown.

Kami-junitaki Village in Hokkaido,

where you need a car to do anything.

Oh.

My mother taught me to drive,

and I've done it since junior high.

-Junior high? -Yes.

My mother worked in a nightclub in Sapporo.

She took a train there, SO ever since junior high

I drove her to and from the local train station.

The station was an hour away.

We left the house at 5:00 p.m., and I picked her up at 7:00 a.m.

During those two hours,

my mother wanted to sleep.

If I woke her with my driving, she'd kick the back of my seat

and hit me when we got there.

That's how I learned to drive over bad roads without waking her.

I see.

What you said made me very happy.

No...

I'm grateful to my mother for teaching me how to drive.

It was for her own sake,

but the way she taught me was very thorough.

I see.

Yes.

No doubt it must have been so.

[indistinct]

[Janice continues, indistinct]

[Oto on tape] Will you tell me the whole truth afterwards?

Yes, of course.

I'm sure...

that the truth, no matter what it is,

isn't that frightening.

What's most frightening

Is not knowing it.

Oh, to flirt with a man like him

and lose oneself in his arms.

I guess...

I'm a bit in love with him too.

Yes, I miss him when he doesn't come...

[Ryu, in Korean] (My conscience tortures me)

(as if I'd killed that man.)

[door opens]

(I sit down...)

(and close my eyes like this, and I think...)

("Will people living 200 or 300 years from now...)

(the ones we're currently clearing the way for...)

(will they remember us and be grateful?")

(They'll all completely forget.)

[in Japanese] People might forget,

but God will surely commend you.

-[chuckles] -[in Korean] Thanks. That's good to know.

-[Yusuke claps hands] -[in English] Okay!

[in Japanese] Sorry we're late.

Either Vanya or Yelena is in most scenes.

We kept repeating the same ones and started the walk-through.

I'm very sorry.

It was for the best, actually.

Why don't you two move a bit as well?

Hmm.

My life is lost.

There's no turning back.

That thought haunts me like an evil spirit day and night.

My past went by without event. It's unimportant.

But the present is worse.

What should I do about my life and my love?

What happened?

[sighs]

[in Mandarin] (You say such things,)

(but I don't know what to do.)

("I'm sorry" is all I can say.)

(Forgive me. Good night.)

-[in Japanese] Please understand... -[Yusuke] Stop.

[Yusuke speaks Japanese]

[in English] What do you think?

I think the director should be the one to judge.

Terrible.

[speaks Japanese]

[in English] I agree with you.

I feel like we both did better during the auditions.

[Yusuke] Hmm. Do you know why?

Um... because I've learned a little bit of the dialogue,

so I use my partner like my acting cues.

But if I don't learn the dialogue, I can't act.

Okay.

And I thought that this way I could, um,

pay more attention to other people's emotions.

If I learned the dialogue perfectly, including theirs,

I can react better.

I see.

[clicks tongue] Why don't we read the book again?

From the beginning of Act 2.

[speaks Japanese]

[in English] Can I record the dialogue?

Of course.

Okay.

You may begin.

[in Tagalog] (Who's there?) (Is it you, Sonya?)

[in Mandarin] (It's me.)

[Roy continues in Tagalog]

[Janice continues in Mandarin]

[Koshi] Mr. Kafuku.

I'm very sorry about today.

Never mind.

I was just lending her an ear.

You say that, yet you don't speak English or Mandarin.

She doesn't speak Japanese.

Right.

So we ended up...

Use good judgment.

I'm sorry.

That's all I have to say.

[sighs]

Could you keep driving somewhere?

Somewhere?

I still haven't seen much of Hiroshima.

Some place you like is fine.

All right.

[machinery whirring]

[Misaki] Isn't it kind of like snow?

Straight down that way is the Peace Memorial Park.

The line between the A-Bomb Dome and the Cenotaph

is called the "axis of peace."

The architect who designed this facility created this atrium...

so the line would continue uninterrupted to the sea.

Why did you come to Hiroshima?

Well, never mind.

-Behind our house was a hill. -[speaks Japanese]

Five years ago...

a landslide occurred and our house was destroyed by the debris.

My mother died in that accident.

I'd turned 18 right before then

and had just officially obtained my driver's license.

The car was intact, so I left home in it after her funeral.

So you're 23 years old now.

Yes.

I had nowhere to go, so I just kept heading out west.

But my car broke down in Hiroshima, and I had no money to fix it.

So I began driving those garbage trucks.

Driving is the only thing I can do.

Do you plan on staying here?

I don't know.

-My last name, Watari, is from my father... -Hmm.

And it's common in Shimane and Hiroshima.

Though I've never met him and don't even know if he's alive.

I see.

[lighter clicks]

[lighter clicking]

Your last name, Kafuku, IS uncommon, isn't it?

Written "house" and "good luck." I's auspicious.

My wife said the same thing before we married.

Oh.

My wife's name is Oto.

-Oto. -Oto, as in "sound."

"Oto Kafuku." What a name.

The primary reason why she hesitated marrying me.

Her name would be "House of the Gospel."

[Misaki chuckles]

She died two years ago.

Cerebral hemorrhage.

She was on the floor when I got home

and never regained consciousness.

Does that tape creep you out now?

No, not at all.

-In fact, it's... -[object clatters]

[person] Sorry!

Thank you.

I like that car.

I can tell it's been treated with care...

so I also want to drive it with care.

Let's go.

[Yusuke] There must be something. I can't take this.

I'm 47 years old.

If I live to 60, that's 13 years I have before me.

That's so long.

How am I supposed to live out those 13 years?

Such nice weather.

Yes.

Let's do it over there. [in English] How about there?

[Yoon-su speaks in Korean]

[chattering]

[Janice, in Mandarin] (Why are you crying?)

I don't know. It's nothing. I Just started tearing up.

[sighs]

(Never mind. Silly, now I'm crying too.)

(You're angry with me)

(because you think I married your father for selfish reasons.)

(I don't know if you'll believe me,)

(but I swear to you, I married him for love.)

(I was infatuated with the famous professor.)

(I know now that that love was fake and not real,)

(but it seemed real at the time.)

(I couldn't help it.)

(But you've glared at me disapprovingly)

(with those clever, suspicious eyes ever since our marriage.)

Stop, stop. We made up.

Let's forget the past.

(Don't look at others like that.)

(It doesn't suit you.)

(You should trust people, or else life becomes impossible.)

Hey.

Tell me honestly.

Are you happy?

(No.)

(I wish you happiness...)

(from the bottom of my heart.)

(As for me, I'm unimportant, like an accessory.)

(In music, in my husband's house, in romance...)

(no matter where I am,)

(Pm just an accessory.)

(To be honest, Sonya...)

[chuckles] (come to think of it,)

(I'm very unhappy.)

(Happiness for me doesn't exist in this world.)

(Why are you laughing?)

I'm happy.

I'm just so happy.

(I want to play the piano now.)

Do play.

I'd love to hear you.

[chuckles]

[Yusuke, in English] Okay!

[in Japanese] Something happened just now.

But it's still just between actors.

There's the next step.

We open it up to the audience.

We recreate that moment onstage in its entirety.

Let's do Act 3 too.

Takatsuki.

Yes.

-It's freezing. -Yes.

-[starter cranks] -[engine starts]

Thank you for today.

About what?

Nothing.

[knocking sound]

Could we talk?

If you don't mind. Somewhere nearby.

Just for a bit.

Where's your car?

It's being repaired.

[car door opens, closes]

["You're Driving Me Crazy" by Louis Armstrong playing]

[Koshi] About today...

what happened?

Between Janice and Yoon-A.

Only they know the answer to that.

One thing I can say is that this text has the power to make that happen.

Mr. Kafuku...

why aren't you playing Vanya yourself?

Chekhov is terrifying.

[speaks Japanese]

When you say his lines, it drags out the real you.

Don't you feel it?

I can't bear that anymore...

which means I can no longer yield myself up to this role.

But then, why me?

I feel out of place in this production.

I'm not suited for this role.

I'm sure the audience will feel the same way.

When I auditioned, I was desperate and in shambles.

I didn't know what I was doing.

So why did you choose me?

Oto brought us together.

Please don't be glib.

I'm serious.

I came here to change.

You can't control yourself very well.

Right.

From a social standpoint that's not good,

but it's not necessarily a drawback for an actor.

During your audition and our sessions, you weren't bad.

You can yield yourself to your cast mate.

Do the same to the text.

Yield yourself and respond to the text.

Respond to it?

The text is questioning you.

If you listen to it and respond, the same will happen to you.

[camera shutter clicks]

[exhales] Go on ahead. I'll take you to your hotel.

-Check, please. -Yes.

Thank you.

Mr. Kafuku offered to take me to my hotel.

-Okay. The same as before? -Hmm.

[camera shutter clicks]

I'll go pay for parking.

Where's Takatsuki?

Sorry. Let's go.

[engine starts]

[Koshi] Mr. Kafuku.

I'm empty.

There's nothing inside me.

About the text questioning me...

I think I felt that with Oto's screenplays.

I came here because I wanted to feel it again.

So...

that bit about Oto bringing us together...

is true after all.

I finally understand.

Oto and I...

Yes.

...had a daughter.

She died from pneumonia when she was four.

She'd be 23 if she were alive.

Our daughter's death marked the end of our happy times.

Oto quit acting.

I quit working in TV and returned to theater.

Oto was lethargic for years.

But then she suddenly began writing stories one day.

No, she began telling them.

Her first story...

was born after having sex with me.

She suddenly started narrating it after having sex.

But the next morning, her memory was foggy.

I remembered it all, so I told her.

She wrote a script based on it and sent it to a contest.

It won an award and launched her career as a screenwriter.

"That" would strike her at times after sex.

She'd tell it to me and make me remember it.

The next morning I'd tell her,

and she'd take notes.

Eventually that became our custom.

Sex and her stories were strongly connected.

Even if it didn't seem like it.

She'd grasp the thread of a story from the edge of orgasm and spin it.

That's how she used to write.

Not all the time...

but whenever her career hit a wall, "that" would strike.

Those stories...

became a bond that helped us overcome our child's death.

I think we were a compatible couple.

We needed each other to get through life.

Our everyday routine and our sex life...

were very fulfilling.

At least they were for me.

But...

Oto saw other men.

She's fine. Don't worry.

Oto slept with other men.

Not just one.

Probably actors cast in the dramas she wrote.

Each relationship ended with the drama,

and another would begin when the next drama started.

Do you have evidence?

I've witnessed them before.

She sometimes brought them into our home.

Even so, I've never doubted her love for me.

There was no doubt.

Oto betrayed me so naturally while she loved me.

We were deeply bonded, more so than anyone.

Still, she contained within her

a spot I couldn't look into where something dark swirled.

Didn't you ever ask her

about any of this?

What I feared most was losing her.

If she found out I knew,

we wouldn't have been able to maintain our balance.

Isn't it possible she wanted you to hear her out?

Did Oto tell you something?

May I tell you a story she told me?

Yes.

It's a very mysterious tale.

A high school girl sneaks into the home of a boy she likes.

I've heard that one too.

The girl who was formerly a lamprey.

Right.

She sneaks in multiple times

and leaves a token of herself each time.

One day she starts masturbating on Yamaga's bed.

Someone comes home,

but the story ends without telling who it was.

No.

It doesn't end there.

You know what happens next?

Yes.

Who was it, then?

Who came up the stairs?

Another intruder.

Another intruder?

Yes.

It wasn't Yamaga or his father or his mother.

Just a burglar.

He finds her half naked in the room

and attempts to rape her.

She grabs a pen lying around and stabs the man in the left eye.

She struggles desperately...

and stabs the pen into his temple, into his neck, over and over.

She notices the man has gone limp.

She's killed the burglar.

She washes the blood off in the shower

and goes home.

The token she left in Yamaga's room that day...

was the burglar's corpse.

The next morning...

she goes to school prepared to confess everything to Yamaga

and face his judgment.

But Yamaga looks the same as usual at school that day.

She sees him play soccer after school

seemingly carefree as always.

Things are the same the next day.

Nothing had changed.

What became of the body in Yamaga's house?

Did she just imagine what happened?

She goes to Yamaga's house,

but nothing seems out of the ordinary...

except for one thing.

A surveillance camera has been set up by the front door.

To not appear guilty...

she walks past his house without stopping.

Something terrible had happened...

and she was to blame...

but the world seemed serene, as if nothing had changed.

However, the world had definitely changed to something sinister.

She turns back.

"I must take responsibility for what I've done.

I can't pretend it didn't happen...

because it definitely happened.

I definitely killed that man."

She searches under the planter...

but the key's no longer there.

She stares at the surveillance camera...

because it's the only change she has elicited in that world.

She looks into the lens...

and repeats her words over and over.

Clearly, so that she's understood.

"I killed him."

"I killed him."

"I killed him."

This is as far as I know.

Maybe the tale ends there...

or maybe it continues.

[inhales deeply]

The story leaves a bad taste...

but even so, when I heard it from her...

I felt that Oto had handed me something important.

Mr. Kafuku.

As far as I know...

Oto was a really lovely woman.

Of course, what I know must be a tiny fraction

of what you know about her.

But I still think so with certainty.

You lived with such a lovely person for over 20 years...

and you should be grateful about that. That's my opinion.

But even if you think you know someone well...

even if you love that person deeply...

you can't completely look into that person's heart.

You'll just feel hurt.

But if you put in enough effort...

you should be able to look into your own heart pretty well.

So in the end, what we should be doing...

is to be true to our own heart...

and come to terms with it in a capable way.

If you really want to look at someone...

then your only option...

is to look at yourself squarely and deeply.

That's what I think.

[sighs]

[Yusuke] You can go now.

It didn't sound like he was lying.

I don't know if it was the truth...

but he was telling you what was true for him.

I can tell...

because I grew up among liars.

I had to discern it or I couldn't survive.

[rustling]

Are you sure?

Yeah.

[sunroof opens]

[lighter clicks]

-[gunshot] -[person screams]

See, there they go again! Those vulgar geese!

Acting so boorishly!

[in Tagalog] (Stop that man!)

(He's gone mad!)

-[in Mandarin] (Give it to me!) -[in Japanese] Let me go, Yelena, let go!

Where is he?

Ah, there he is!

[in Mandarin] (No!) [screams]

[in Japanese] I didn't get him?

I missed again?

Damn it.

Goddamn it!

[in Mandarin] (Get me out of here!)

[in Japanese] What's wrong with me?

[in Mandarin] (Kill me if you must. I can't stay here anymore!)

[in Japanese] What am I doing?

[shuddering breaths]

-[Yusuke, in English] Okay. -[coughs]

If you do it the way you did,

-then I will be able to kill Serebryakov. -[all chuckle]

That will end the story.

[in Japanese] Takatsuki, that was good.

[footsteps approaching]

-Takatsuki... -[person] Excuse me.

What...?

I'm Kato, Hiroshima North Police.

Excuse me.

Koshi Takatsuki?

-Yes. -[Kato] Could we speak some place else?

Here is fine.

On Sunday, November 24...

around 7:30 p.m.,

you got into a fight and beat up a man in Shintenchi Park.

Is that correct?

You were caught on camera.

That man died in the hospital yesterday.

Yes...

I saw the news.

I did it. That's correct.

Come with us to the police station.

-May I change? -Yes.

[sighs]

[door opens]

[door closes]

HIROSHIMA NORTH POLICE

The lawyer says that Mr. Takatsuki admits

to the charge of injury resulting in death.

May I see him?

Not now.

More importantly, what shall we do about the play?

-Must we think about that now? -Yes.

It's something we must think about.

We have two choices.

We cancel it...

or you act in it.

I can't do that.

[Yoon-su] You know all the lines.

Vanya in Japanese like Takatsuki would be the least disruptive.

Yoon-su...

why are we discussing this now?

I can't do it.

[Yuzuhara] Then let's cancel.

Is that all right?

Give me some time.

We can wait two days.

That's the limit.

I understand.

I'll get back to you.

-[starter cranks] -[engine starts]

Do you know of a place...

where I can think in peace?

Oh.

I'll drive you somewhere.

Kami-junitaki Village.

Are you willing to show me...

where you grew up?

There's nothing there.

If that's okay with you.

I don't mind.

-[starter cranks] -[engine starts]

I"ll take the wheel somewhere.

We should take turns to get there in a day.

No taking turns.

Why not?

Because driving is my job.

I can go without sleeping for a day.

Thank you.

You can rest a bit more.

I can sleep on the ferry.

-I see. -[starter cranks]

[engine starts]

[thunder rumbles]

The day Oto died...

[Misaki] Yes.

...she asked before I left if we could talk when I got home.

Her tone was gentle but determined.

I had no plans that day, but I just kept driving around.

I couldn't go home.

I thought that once I went home, we'd never be the same again.

I found her collapsed when I returned late at night.

I called an ambulance...

but she never regained consciousness.

What if I'd gone home a bit earlier?

I think about that every day.

I...

Killed my mother.

When the landslide crushed our home...

I was inside too.

I was able to crawl out from the fallen house.

After escaping, I gazed at the half-collapsed house for a while.

Then more debris came falling and completely destroyed it.

My mother was found dead under the debris.

I knew she was still in the house.

I don't know why I didn't call for help or why I didn't save her.

I hated her, but that wasn't the only thing I felt about her.

[Yusuke sighs]

This scar on my cheek is from that incident.

I was told surgery could make it less conspicuous...

but I don't feel like erasing it.

[thunder rumbles]

If I were your father...

Yes?

...I'd put my arms around you and say...

"It's not your fault.

You did nothing wrong."

But I can't say that.

You killed your mother...

and I killed my wife.

Yes.

[rain pattering]

[panting]

[reporter on TV] ...altercation with Kazuya Yamauchi of Hiroshima

and assaulted him, repeatedly punching him in the face.

Yamauchi was taken to the hospital but was pronounced dead.

Koshi Takatsuki is an actor who has appeared in many dramas and movies,

but after reports of a relationship with a minor broke last year,

he has worked independently,

having quit his management company In January.

[TV reporter continues]

Good morning.

[sound muted]

FLOWERS AND VEGETABLES FOR SALE

[sound unmuted]

[engages brake, shuts off engine]

Is this where your...?

Probably.

It's changed a lot.

Could we go up there?

[birds chirping]

[speaks Japanese]

That's our house.

My mother...

had a separate personality named Sachi.

[Yusuke] Sachi.

Yes.

She first appeared when I was 14.

She said she was eight years old,

but she never aged in four years.

Sachi would often appear

after my mother had beaten me up terribly.

It was like her awareness didn't match the body of an adult,

so she couldn't move well.

She'd try to walk but fall over...

[inhales deeply]

And would end up just sitting still.

Sachi liked puzzle rings.

We did crosswords together.

She cried a lot for no reason.

Whenever she did, I'd hold her...

and rub her back over and over.

I liked those times.

[lighter clicks]

The last beautiful thing in my mother...

was condensed in Sachi.

Sachi...

[inhales deeply]

Was my only friend.

I don't know if my mother was mentally ill...

or if she was acting to keep me close to her.

[inhales deeply]

But even if she were acting...

it was from the bottom of her heart.

Becoming Sachi was my mother's way...

of surviving in a hellish reality, I think.

When that landslide occurred...

I knew that my mother's death...

meant Sachi would die too.

Even so...

I didn't move.

[sniffles]

It's dirty.

Mr. Kafuku...

about Oto...

would it be hard for you to accept her...

everything about her, as genuine?

Maybe there was nothing mysterious about her.

Would it be hard to think she was simply like that?

That she loved you dearly...

and that she sought other men constantly...

don't seem to contradict each other or sound deceptive to me.

Is that strange?

I'm sorry.

I...

Should have dealt with the hurt properly.

I let something genuine slip by.

I was so deeply hurt.

To the point of distraction.

But...

because of that...

I pretended not to notice it.

I didn't listen to myself.

So I lost Oto.

Forever.

Now I see.

I want to see Oto.

If I do, I want to yell at her.

Berate her.

For lying to me all the time.

I want to apologize.

For not listening.

For not being strong.

[voice quavering] I want her back.

I want her to live.

I want to talk to her just once more.

I want to see her.

[sobs] But it's too late.

There's no turning back.

There's nothing I can do.

[sniffles]

Those who survive...

keep thinking about the dead.

One way or another...

that will continue.

You and I...

must keep living like that.

We must keep on living.

[sniffles]

It'll be okay.

I'm sure...

we'll be okay.

[Yusuke] I refuse! Wait, I'm not done yet!

You destroyed my life. I've never lived.

Because of you, I wasted the best years of my life and spoiled them.

You're my foe. My bitter enemy!

I can't stand it.

-[Roy, in Tagalog] (But what do you want?) -[in Japanese] I'm going.

[in Tagalog] (What earthly right have you to use such language to me?)

(You fool!)

(If this estate is yours, then take it. I don't care!)

[in Mandarin] (This is like hell. I can't stand it. I'm leaving now.)

[in Japanese] I'm gifted and intelligent. Courageous too.

If I'd lived normally, I might have been another Schopenhauer or Dostoyevsky.

I'm sick of this nonsense! [panting] I'm losing my mind!

Mother, I can't take it anymore!

Listen to the professor!

Mother, what should I do?

No, never mind. Don't say anything.

I know what to do.

I'll make you pay for this!

Jean!

-[Roy continues in Tagalog, indistinct] -[panting]

[Roy continues, indistinct]

[actors continue, indistinct]

[liquid pouring]

[Yusuke] Sonya.

[chuckles]

[in Japanese] I'm miserable.

If you only knew how miserable I am.

What can we do?

We must live our lives.

Yes, we shall live, Uncle Vanya.

We'll live through the long, long days,

and through the long nights.

We'll patiently endure the trials fate sends our way.

Even if we can't rest...

we'll continue to work for others...

both now...

and when we have grown old.

And when our last hour comes,

we'll go quietly.

And in the great beyond we'll say to Him...

[Yusuke sniffles]

That we suffered...

[sniffles]

That we cried...

that life was hard.

And God...

will have pity on us.

Then you and I...

will see that bright, wonderful...

dreamlike life before our eyes.

[puffs]

We shall rejoice...

and with tender smiles on our faces...

we'll look back on our current sorrow.

And then at last...

we shall rest.

[puffs]

-[sniffles] -I believe it.

I strongly believe it from the bottom of my heart.

When that time comes...

we shall rest.

[sighs]

[audience applauding]

[applauding stops]

[pop music playing over PA]

[customers chattering]

[beeps]

[beeps]

-[in Korean] (Need a plastic bag?) -(No, I'm fine.)

-(Saving your points?) -(No.)

-[alarm chirps] -[locks click]

[dog panting]

-[starter cranks] -[engine starts]