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In March 2017, a play was going to be staged in a small town.

The young cast was chosen by audition. But the play was canceled.

Time heals everything

a broken heart, defeat, regret

time can heal them all.

That's why.

I just eat, bathe, breathe, and steep. That's enough.

But...

Why do you, and I,

Desperately ding to fleeting emotions?

Why?

Why?

Ms. Morita?

Sorry. I'm Kokoro Morita.

[One month before opening] I'm so glad I passed the audition.

I'm a newbie, so I might need some help, but I'll do my best.

Thanks, Kokoro.

We'll create the play around our six actors.

Director?

It is about a girl whose friend is about to leave their small town.

It's her struggle to make it through a rough adolescence.

But the story's not important.

I want to show you all really living on stage.

So we'll use your own names for your characters.

Try not to get mixed up.

Thanks.

OK, let's start the read-through.

Let's do it. Ready, action!

When do you leave?

Friday.

By train?

Dad's driving me.

Is he sad you're leaving?

I guess. We had lunch and he couldn't say a thing.

He was lost for words.

So he told me to be nice to Mom 'cos she's so sad.

- No way. - Yeah.

- You in a dorm? - Yeah.

What's it like?

Horrible. The rooms look like jail cells with print curtains.

I'll visit.

I'll bring lots of booze and camp on the floor.

Cool.

It'll be crap here when you go.

Yeah.

Nothing to do.

There isn't now.

- This is for you. - Thanks.

- Where'd you get it? - It's my brother's.

He doesn't mind you taking it?

Yeah, probably. He loves it.

Seen Taketo recently?

- Last night. - How is he?

Unbearable.

I grind my teeth when I look at him so loud he hears it.

He asks me what I'm doing.

He stinks. I hate him.

- Say goodbye to him from me. - OK.

Hey, do you know what I'd like?

What?

An ice cream.

Oh, right.

Don't go. Stay here.

I'll go crazy if you leave.

- No you won't. - I will too.

So what?

It won't change my mind. I'm leaving no matter what.

It's awful.

The whole town stinks of sugar.

The stores are all ancient. The people are retarded.

There's no good stuff. Nothing ever happens.

Everyone except you is boring.

You are too, sometimes. No, most of the time.

Why don't you leave?

I can't.

Why not?

I'll follow you.

- You better not. - Then I'll make you stay.

How?

I'm not sure.

I'll work on it.

Thanks.

OK, that's fine for now. But from now on,

don't express your emotions so neatly.

Let them be messy and raw.

Try that from now.

- Understood. - That's all.

Let's take a 10-minute break. Thanks everyone.

Everybody hates me here.

They don't really. They think they do.

I sometimes get the feeling I was born in the wrong time.

I bet it was much better being alive eighty years ago.

What's your earliest memory?

Three weeks before opening.

Three weeks before opening Well, let's start from Kokoro and Taketo, Scene Two.

- I'd like to change my move at the end. - That's no good.

It doesn't feel quite right. Could I try changing it once?

- Just to try it. - OK.

- Excuse me? - He'll change the end.

OK, no problem.

Let's see what you can do.

OK, let's start. Ignore the spike tape.

OK. Action!

- You hungry? - Yeah.

- Shall I make something? - OK.

- What? - I don't know.

- Pasta? - No.

A sandwich? Or cereal, maybe?

What are you writing?

An essay.

You're in a bad mood.

- No I'm not. - Is it your mom?

- No. - Is it Reiko leaving?

No.

My parents will be late tonight.

Want to fuck?

No thanks.

We could use their room again if I get a blanket.

I said "no." Didn't you hear me?

Are you going deaf? You have your music too loud.

I do not.

What do you want from music?

It can't save you.

OK. It gets too gloomy if you just follow the script.

Try to defy your lines. Live in the moment as you perform.

"Live in the moment"...?

Live with a huge, burning passion.

From deep in your soul. Really deep!

Let's try it again.

What do you want from music?

It can't save you.

- Sorry, my bracelet. - Here.

Thanks.

I added a new shell. After our first time.

I just got it. Do you like it?

Look at that.

Whatever happens, I won't forget it.

Good.

This is our first kiss.

Our first date.

And our first fuck.

Aren't you a bit obsessed?

But none for when I first met you.

Why not?

Because I thought you were weird and horrible.

Liar.

I thought you were stupid.

You dyed your hair, and made funny, jerky movements.

After a few months, I was watching you in class.

You got angry talking about God or History or something.

I remember thinking,

I only get angry when my parents won't give me money, or I'm grounded.

It dawned on me.

That your view of the world.

Was so huge it blew me away!

And to my complete amazement,

I fell for you.

What are you thinking?

I'm trying to figure out if I've ever been more bored.

No, not bored. More nauseated.

Have you ever had that?

When someone says something, and just the thought of it makes you feel sick.

OK.

That was good, Taketo, A bit overdone, but I liked your moves.

So, Kokoro, were you responding?

Did you respond to Taketo's moves?

Think so.

No, you didn't. You played it all solo.

I've said it before, but it's really boring when you do that.

- Yes. - It's a team effort...

to create a huge life.

Live it!

There's no life in it.

That's all.

You OK?

Huh?

You're having a rough time.

Things alright?

Yeah, OK.

- Want to rehearse? - No thanks.

Do you mind?

I think what the director wanted to say was perhaps...

he wants your emotion, so if you can try to...

That's enough.

Two weeks before opening.

Kokoro, they're already in there.

Oh, sorry.

Kokoro's here.

OK, that's everyone.

We've got two more weeks, so let's give it the works!

- Here's to our company! - Cheers!

Cheers.

Happy Birthday.

Time sure flies. We'll be 29 this year.

Anyway, our last night out was huge.

One guy woke up without half his clothes.

What a laugh!

We really are lucky.

We've got big dreams, and pals to share them.

No girlfriends, but good booze.

Not bad.

Not bad at all,

As I see it.

It's really nothing, but there is something I should tell you.

You know that emptiness that suddenly comes after a party?

What is that?

It's brutal, right?

Squeezes your chest tight?

Sorry. It's not important.

Well, what I wanted to tell you is...

Sorry, friend, but I must go.

Bar-counter mojo is no go.

A dream that can't be told sober

is already over.

Reality is dark and thorny,

but brighter than fantasy.

I'm great if I go all out,

but you're a constant standout.

Beads of sweat, tears repressed, petals overhead.

An empty pint, time flies,

my sixth spring under these skies.

This year? Next year?

Our years remaining, unclear.

Believe now will end,

and we can change tomorrow.

Seeking a marker to scrawl on our black future.

We'll change a zero-foot circle.

It's the night before the revolution!

I'll take that.

Thanks.

Am I in the way?

No, you're fine.

You don't ask for advice, do you?

Why do you say that?

You always rehearse by yourself.

Well, I don't want to be a burden.

I'm another newbie, so I worry too.

That I'll go blank on stage when we do it for real.

But I can't admit that in front of everyone.

That you're worried?

Everyone's the same.

I mean...

You've probably noticed...

I get lots of directions, you know?

- Like "Live it!"? - Yes, those.

About "huge life" and "there's no life" and stuff.

"Burning passion."

It's so abstract.

Beats me too.

I don't get it at all. I do my best and then he gets mad.

Do the others get it?

- I doubt it. - Like Taketo?

Is he kidding?

But they liked his "huge" act.

I didn't.

- It's hard for me. - He's the solo.

He's more of a solo act than me.

Wow, I feel a lot better now.

Hey, Yuzu. How are you?

You're not talking to me?

You're late.

Two hours late, and that's it?

I was meeting friends.

It's not fair.

You know we can't leave Mom on her own.

I called but you didn't pick up.

- On silent, right? - No.

- Why not answer then? - 'Cos it was you.

I didn't want to talk to you.

Mom's had a really bad evening.

She's been asking for you.

So?

Was she okay?

Can she talk now? Since when?

Have you seen my iPod?

- I gave it to Reiko. - It's mine.

It was on your desk.

Don't take my stuff.

- Why not? - I'll tell the police.

- OK. - I mean it.

Go on then.

- Get it back. - No.

I'll call Reiko then.

She'll give it back. She's not a thief.

She's not a fuckup like you.

- Don't swear. - Why fucking not?

It shows lack of self-control.

What's so funny?

Nothing.

You smile all the time. It's really weird.

- Is that a mustache? - Reiko doesn't like you.

She'll be embarrassed 'cos you're such a dick.

That's why people hate you so much.

It's cute. Your mustache!

People don't hate me.

- They do. - They only think they do.

They really love me.

I don't need a mustache.

Mom is gasping for breath.

In that room.

Oh! What are you doing?

- Reading lines with Kokoro. - Oh right.

Jotaro missed the last train so he said let's have a party.

- Sure. Now? - Yeah.

Kokoro, we're having a party. Come on.

- A party? - Yeah.

No... I'll just head home.

Come on. No excuses.

You're in.

Wrestlers, on your marks!

What's the racket?

What is this?

- Gross. - Why are they hugging?

I've got a candle.

- Thanks. - Thank you.

Need a hand?

- Wow. - Cool.

- Jotaro? - Here.

Apology, please.

I'm sorry.

- Insincere. - No way!

Why? OK, I'm sorry, but...

Yes, our fun midnight party...

We're starving.

My stomach's rumbling.

What'll we do for food?

Hey, man.

I can't believe it. What are you eating?

It's squashed flat.

- Don't squeeze it! - Let's share.

- I want some. - We want some.

OK, everyone take some.

- Not with your mouth. - Sure, sure.

Hey, why are you all eating my food?

- Everyone here auditioned, right? - Yeah.

- Not long now. - I was so nervous.

At the audition?

This is huge.

- Waiting was nerve-racking. - I loved it.

Me too.

I got some real dirty looks in the waiting room.

There was a guy with humongous eyes..

He had a tiny head, right?

Yeah, tiny head, but eyes twice as big as mine.

When our eyes met, he gave me the scariest look.

Don't the judges ask you what special skill you have?

Oh, yeah. Not recently.

- Not this time. - Me neither.

How do you answer?

That I don't have one.

- No way. - I'm looking for it.

- Seeking a dream. - Seeking a skill.

You, Jotaro?

Hmm, I'd say tap dancing.

You can do tap?

- Yep. - Show us.

- No way. - Mr. Long Legs.

Get outta here. That's going too far.

- Show us! - No, you're too mean.

Please. We want to see.

OK.

OK, if Reiko asks...

Wait, here goes.

I messed it up.

Mr. Long Legs!

Wow. You're really good.

That's cool.

He's doing a solo.

It's embarrassing alone.

I'm all hot.

Tap? Just give me a sec.

Let's all do it.

Tap? I don't know how.

- Can you do it? - What should we do?

You make the noise with your heels.

Let's pick a theme.

- What? - What theme?

- OK... - Off the top of your head...

Clocks ticking...

Off the top of your head...

Our feelings about this play.

Passionate heart and fiery soul...

Let's do it!

- Too much talk. - I'm cold.

- I feel cold. - Dancing will warm you up.

We can show the director if it's good.

- Come alive. Burning with passion! - OK!

I keep on saying that.

Burning with passion.

Ready, action!

Wait, someone's doing another dance.

It's that folk dance.

Everyone knows it.

That one from school?

- Why that? - It's no fun to explain.

Shut up!

I'm thirsty.

I'm tired.

- Check the fridge. - All out.

Store run.

Someone... closest to the door.

Let's do rock-paper-scissors.

- Good idea. - OK.

For real, OK?

Rock, paper, scissors! One more time.

Knew I'd lose.

- No preference? - Me.

- Special order? - Me.

- Tea, cola. - Tea, cola, anything.

- I'm off. - Bye. Thanks.

- Thanks. - Be careful.

I liked it and wanted to do my best.

This is all a true story.

I'm going to rehearse.

Mom...

Mom!

It's me, Kokoro.

Yuzu's gone out.

Asked him not to.

I'm sorry that he's so rude.

It's because he's so young.

Are you OK, Mom?

Are you in pain?

Mom, open your eyes.

Thank you.

I can't stop smiling.

I'm so sad it's like I'm going to be sick.

Mom,

You're dying, aren't you?

Hey, Kokoro.

- Hi. - Hi.

Not long to go.

Don't say that. I'm really nervous.

One week before opening Don't say that. I'm really nervous.

One week before opening.

One week before opening. - It's exciting. - Yeah, I want to rehearse more.

- It's exciting. - Yeah, I want to rehearse more.

- After you. - Thanks.

- Morning. - Morning.

What's up?

I'm the producer.

We met at the first meeting.

I had just started to explain things.

How bad ticket sales have been,

advance bookings.

In this situation, it's difficult to continue with the project.

It isn't surprising with the casting all by audition.

But that was your choice.

Yes, that's true, but...

I don't want you to be on stage in front of an empty theater.

And if you get a bad name from this, it might affect your futures.

So, I discussed it with management,

and decided on this timing,

before the full crew starts.

We'll cover the theater and other expenses.

- We'd like to consider you for future... - Sorry I'm late.

Huh...?

I'm sure this is upsetting for you all,

but please understand. I'm sorry.

Fuji Rock 2015.

I didn't get the gig,

and my request for time off was a pitiful waste.

Lack of talent - it's all your fault.

Why? Why does effort betray me

I just don't believe in myself enough.

I won't say that I don't care.

I refuse to say that.

An excuse kindly comforts me,

but I know it won't look after my future.

On the red flame of passion,

one teardrop of bitter disappointment.

Is it water?

Or oil?

I'll show you the answer now.

My parting shot.

"Huge thanks. Were gonna be huge!"

Is it really final?

Yes, I'm afraid it is.

We can't do anything?

Well, it was a consensus.

Baseball cards become time cards.

I used to chase, but now I'm chased.

Piling up clean diner plates,

that's the real workplace moral.

One-room studio, random toothbrush.

Old rice in the cooker fit for the trash.

No savings and a hand-to-mouth life,

but still the sunset is bright in here.

Reliable plumbing, unlike the power.

But I've got my own.

Saving beats philosophizing.

I want to use this life to the max.

Life's not a film or TV drama,

and there may be no red carpet.

I don't get this at all. Weren't we any good?

Do we have options?

What can you do?

You couldn't even act.

Dreams come, but don't come true.

Dreams go, and then come true.

Whether they come true or not,

dreams make us shine.

Dreams come, but don't come true.

Dreams go, and then come true.

Whether they come true or not,

dreams make us shine!

It's hopeless.

To be honest, I feel a bit relieved.

- What? - Of course, it's a pity but...

Hey, about Scene 4,

What? Now?

Yeah.

- I wanted to ask you. - Let it go.

It's over.

I'd like to try it out.

- What time is it? - What?!

After 6.

Why isn't it dark yet?

I don't know.

The sky's beautiful here. I love this light.

- Why? - I don't know. I like this time of day.

- Dusk. - Yes. I like this time of year.

You can feel the summer heat.

Excited about going?

I sure am.

It's amazing you got in. You're so smart.

Thank you.

Kokoro, we should visit.

Yeah.

It'd be good fun.

Could we stay over at your place, Reiko?

I think so.

Have a night away from home.

I brought some sandwiches.

Tuna and cucumber. Is that OK?

That's so nice. Thanks, Reiko.

"That's so nice. Thanks, Reiko."

I didn't think I'd see you.

I thought it was just us.

Didn't she tell you I was coming?

No.

I wanted her to come along.

As a kind of leaving present.

What does that mean?

Didn't you tell him?

You said you would.

I forgot.

This is awful.

I can't believe it. How embarrassing.

I'm not embarrassed.

I am. I am too.

Have you ever had a threesome, Taketo?

No.

We won't if you don't want to.

I'm sorry.

It's not that.

Hey, have you ever thought about having sex with Reiko?

Don't you think that would be a nice farewell?

We probably won't see her for ages.

It's not very romantic.

All I thought about was bringing the sandwiches.

We've messed this up.

I'm really sorry, Taketo.

It's alright.

"Alright." "Alright." He never has an opinion.

That's unfair.

I really don't mind.

- Shall we go? - No.

- Do it another time? - No.

I think we should. I'm fine.

What's wrong?

Isn't that enough for rehearsal?

I don't care.

I'm done. It's futile.

I'm going.

What?

Wait. You can't leave!

OK, OK.

I get it. I'm upset too, but what can we do?

How can you just accept it?

It's wrong. Let's go on. What are you scared of?

Do it.

How was it?

Nice.

- Was it? - Really nice?

How does she taste?

Like skin. A bit of sweat. Her deodorant smells nice.

Can we do it some more?

We could for a bit.

- What are you doing? - Watching you.

- It's funny. - What is?

- He's scared. - Taketo?

- Don't you think? - I can't tell.

I hope he's not.

My turn.

- No! - Let go!

Let me go! What do you want?

- I've always wanted to do this. - What?

Kidnap someone.

You haven't kidnapped me. I chose to come here.

You get crazy sometimes, Kokoro.

- Fuck! - Don't go.

Please stay here!

Don't use depression as an excuse.

Don't dare say you're fighting.

It's a ruse to reassure yourself.

Analyzing your weaknesses deluded that it's progress.

You're mistaken.

It's the opposite.

I'm still here on the same spot.

Only time has flown.

No way!

No means no!

Doraemon, I only want your voice actor's voice.

But my voice has already changed.

- Reiko, your belt! - Here.

Wait, what are you going to do?

- Do it properly! Come on! - I am!

Why so calm? Are you stupid?

Let me go!

Give me your scarf.

Noisy jerk!

I talked big, like,

“Well, in a gig, you should... “

The kids nodded, bright eyes shining.

I was chilled by my arrogance.

I thought I'd catch cold.

Freezing on the way home,

I took out my secret gadget.

Small light for anxiety.

Big light for daily life.

What of it?

I'm quite seriously drunk.

I don't fear death.

I was brave as a kid.

Afraid of the future,

I need to be brave now.

Which is real bravery?

Which do you think is strong?

Did I...?

I got it.

I got it. I really got it.

I nailed it, didn't I?

Two days before opening.

Hey, isn't anyone here?

Hey...

Hey! Hey!!

What's the matter?

Why are you here?

Just to clean up.

Right.

Hey,

Do you miss it?

I just help out, so I can't say.

I see.

I found two popsicles. Want them?

Thank you.

What's this?

Sorry. I'll put those away.

Guama?

I didn't know what to do at home,

And didn't know where else to go.

I'm the same.

Maybe you can't tell now,

But there in my room, I wanted to do it so much.

To be in the play.

Mimori gave me these.

Which do you want?

This one.

We were going into the theater today, right?

Yeah. Thanks.

Wanna go there?

Sure.

How was last night?

It was nice.

And you?

Boring. Why was yours so nice?

I went out with Jotaro. To the zoo.

Why there?

- It's fun. - The zoo?

What's wrong with the zoo?

It's weird for a first date.

I don't think so.

- Is he an elephant or something? - No.

- A zookeeper? - No,

Does he live there then?

No, we went there to visit.

Is he mentally retarded?

Kokoro!

Hey.

- Can you do me a favor? - What?

If Taketo asks you where I was last night,

can you say I was with you?

OK. Why?

Say the same to anyone.

Yeah, of course. Why?

Because I went out with Reiko and got drunk.

He'll leave me if I do it again.

Why?

He thinks she's a bad influence.

But she's leaving on Friday, right?

And she asked me to go out.

I couldn't refuse.

But I don't want to break up.

I'd be lost if Taketo left me.

- What? - How sweet.

- Shut up. - Sorry.

He grounds me. He keeps me calm.

Something needs to.

Say,

Can you smell that?

- What? - Flowers.

- Flowers? - Where's it coming from?

- I can't smell it. - I swear I smelt it just now.

Weirdo.

Around here?

It's really sweet.

Kokoro, the theater.

This way.

It's raining.

I need to hide.

- From Taketo? - Yeah.

- Will he be that mad? - Crazy mad.

Gotta do what he says.

I might go somewhere.

Where?

Leave the country. Go somewhere else.

Huh?

You can't. We present our essays on Thursday.

- I could bomb the school. - You could.

Blow it up at noon when everyone's there. Fun, huh?

I wonder if it hurts to have your legs blown off.

What legs look like inside.

Fat, probably.

What if a nail bomb ripped open your chest?

Imagine your exposed bones.

I'd rather not.

No.

I love this.

What?

The sound of raindrops on the roof.

Yuzu.

You were here.

We rehearsed so hard.

What time is it?

About a quarter to eight.

It's very quiet.

I love that.

There's no cars.

No airplanes.

I can't hear any birds even.

They came. When you were at school.

Who?

The police.

They were asking about you.

Why?

They didn't say.

I said you were at school.

They said they'd go there.

They didn't.

It was horrible..

Watching Mom.

I thought I'd feel peaceful or something. I don't.

No?

I didn't think she'd start screaming.

No.

It had been weeks.

Since she made a noise.

What'll we do?

When?

From now on?

What are you talking about?

Everything's different now.

It's my birthday next month.

That'll be different.

Everything'll be fucking crap!

- It always was. - It wasn't.

Everyone was there.

Everyone was happy.

It'll be shit now.

You know, we...

Are the cosmos made conscious.

When I stood for my class council,

I lost miserably

against the class favorite who didn't even want the job.

I still remember the class's frosty eyes fixed on me.

If you have that same frosty look,

as you look at this screen,

Please stay as you are.

Opening day.

What the hell are you doing?

Opening day.

You'd give up your futures on the stage?

We can't go on now.

These two broke in, too.

What are you doing?

Well, sorry...

We've already explained.

You're making trouble for the theater.

What about our feelings?

Then how do you think your support crew feels?

How should we feel about this? We're upset too.

- But we don't support you. - Calm down.

You need to accept reality.

Reality?

You're trying to ignore the fact that the show was canceled.

I understand.

You'll miss out on a stage debut.

But you know,

You couldn't convince us to keep the production going.

So you're part of the cause. Right?

Am I wrong?

So let's not run away. Accept reality, and move on.

You're young, you'll have more chances.

We...

Are the cosmos made conscious.

What?

We are the cosmos made conscious!

- OK, OK, get out. - Get lost!

Get out.

- Hey! - Piss off.

Fuck you!

Fuck you.

Guama!

Can we get in anywhere?

We're the cosmos made conscious.

What?

I don't think it's true.

What?

There are other consciousnesses. Dogs and sheep are conscious.

Plants are too.

They just don't go on about it.

What're you doing?

- What about you? - Getting a snack.

This is no time for food!

Over here!

And in the future, animals with different consciousnesses,

they'll look back on our sense of time, art, space, science,

language, and math, and all the things we're conscious of,

and barely be able to believe how small we are.

Let's go.

We got in!

Hey. What are you doing here?

Who let you in?

Who's in charge?

Run for it!

What's with you?

I hope everyone's OK.

What's the issue? It's just a play.

What?

They get canceled sometimes.

I've been acting since I was a kid.

It's pointless getting so fired up.

Hey, let's grab dinner!

How about it?

Wait, that hurts! What for? That hurts! Taketo! Yuzu!

Shut up! Be quiet!

That hurts! No, not in there. I'm in pain.

What the hell. What's with you?

Jotaro,

You're dating Guama, right?

I've known her for years. Be good to her, Jotaro.

Sure.

She talks a lot about you, and your passion for zoology.

- Does she talk about me? - Not really.

I can be quite annoying.

Nobody likes me.

Yeah,

Nobody admits they like me.

They like you, right?

Not really. And I don't think they dislike you.

You're gorgeous.

- You're so muscular. - Thanks.

- I'm always watching you. - Me?

You smell nice.

You're dating Taketo, right?

- Yep. - Aren't you worried?

I'm always worried.

What could've happened?

I think he left.

Left?

- He'd had enough. - Of what?

Of me,

Probably.

Of this place, this country.

They've all got exhausted.

They all want to go live in Spain or something.

Go live in Central America, or sub-Saharan Africa.

It's really dumb.

You wouldn't do that?

What?

- Go live in Africa? - I'd never considered it.

Don't go. Stay a bit longer.

Be pals. Be my new best friend.

You're strange.

I'm not strange.

My mom died.

What?

This morning.

- Fuck. - I know.

No, not this morning. Yesterday.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm really so sorry.

I didn't know. Otherwise I wouldn't have said that.

That's awful.

Forgive me.

Are you OK?

It's not you.

OK? It's not you. It's not.

It's just, just that...

Have you seen my fucking hands?

- Your... - My hands.

Have you fucking seen them? They're horrible.

- He hasn't run away. - Who?

Taketo.

How do you know?

Well, I know some things.

About him that would make your hair stand on end.

Like what?

I can't say.

Huh?

I can't say. I can't say.

What?

- I can't say. - Wait! Wait up!

Faster. Hurry!

Move, go!

One hour before opening. - Huh? - Hey, you know?

Why don't we give up?

Just kidding!

What's wrong?

Why am I the punching bag?

Huh? This is embarrassing.

Let's change the subject.

You chose it!

Hey, look.

We'll do it because we want to.

Hey, you guys!

Director! Mimori! Kadoi AD!

What the hell! Let's do it!

Let's go! Get ready, everyone!

See you in the wings.

Are we in the shit if they find him?

You did it. It was nothing to do with me.

So I shouldn't worry about it.

I can't believe they haven't found him.

I like your shoes.

- Thanks. - They're great.

- They're second-hand. - Great find.

- Thirty bucks. - Wicked.

- Are you all packed? - Yeah.

- That's good. - Mom did it for me.

That was nice of her.

Give this back to Yuzu.

I don't need it. Dad bought me an iPhone 7.

It's much better. The screen's so big, and you can make calls.

Hey,

If we bury this with him, the police will go to Yuzu.

We can frame him.

I don't believe you!

I'm sorry about your mom.

What about her?

When's the funeral?

There might not be one.

Or maybe there will. I'll let you know.

You could come back.

I don't think so.

No?

He doesn't look sad at all, does he?

No.

- I wonder how he felt. - I don't know.

I forgot my lines.

- What? - I can't remember my next line.

- What do you mean? - How terrible.

Have the police been?

Twice. Once last night and again this morning.

Then, they probably know it was you, huh?

You're the prime suspect.

- I visited Taketo's mom. - Why?

I asked if he was in.

If he wanted to come out.

You should have seen her face. I couldn't stop giggling.

I'm still going. I haven't given up.

Don't think you've stopped me.

Why should I try to stop you from leaving?

What time do you go?

In the morning. Dad has the day off.

They'll still find you.

They won't be looking for me.

When they find you, will you tell what happened?

No.

You better not.

- I won't. - Do you promise?

Shall we go?

One minute before opening.

I'm nervous.

Please. Please listen to us.

Please, I beg you to listen to us.

Actually, I'll let you hear us. You should feel grateful.

We think we've worked hard enough to deserve that.

So, please.

Please, I beg you to listen.

Please!

This is fun, huh?

You idiot.

I don't know if it's real, but it's cool.

- What the fuck are we doing? - I'm pumped.

I'm really happy to be here with you all.

Why do they scream when I join in?

Alright!

Altogether. Let's do it!

All music is shit and all art is shit and all theatre is shit

and all TV is shit and all sport is shit

and all cinema is shit.

Everything is fucking shit.

There is no connection, and no future,

and the city's full of shit.

Everyone wants a hopeful ending

and there isn't one.

We have a decade. And then everything will retract.

Everyone wants a message and there is none.

Everyone wants hope to shine in the dark.

And there isn't any.

Breathing in billions of sighs and exhaling words of hope.

Drinking down billions of tears and exhaling words of hope.

Hit by billions of storms, billions of flowers fall.

You only live once, so risk it all and shape your own life.

Breathing in billions of sighs and drinking down billions of tears.

Hit by billions of storms, billions of flowers fall.

You only live once, so make your soul flower a spark.

Every day, shout the flower message,

"Risk all, and shape your own life!"

Staking our lives won't change squat.

Creating for our lives won't either.

Old works displaced by new.

Time will annul everything.

But we can put that feeling into our creations.

Seeing our work can remind us of it.

Remind us of that scene.

We can refuse to show our work.

Ban it from the screen.

We can burn the theater.

We can repair the burned theater.

Nothing will change anything.

There is only terror.

There is no hope.

Time will heal everything.

Your broken heart, defeat, regret,

time will heal it all.

It has so far, hasn't it?

Hatred, pain, suffering,

and your dreams, desires, and unshakable beliefs.

Everything. Time will heal it, and erase it clean away.

That's fine. Easy.

That should be fine.

But actually, I don't want that.

That's not on.

They're all mine!

Because, even if they're shabby, or miserable,

they're mine!

Give them back! Give them back!

I won't let time heal them!

Hey! Give them back!

Give them back!

Fucking give them back!!

ICE CREAM AND THE SOUND OF RAINDROPS

Kokoro Morita Reiko Tanaka.

Taketo Tanaka Yuzu Aoki.

Guama Jotaro Tozuka.

Three minutes 'til night shift ends.

But where I toss that tacky uniform,

how long can they keep us working solo shifts 24 x 7 x 365?

I'm worried that I can't see my future.

I'm relieved that I can't see my future.

But I'm starting to work it out.

A future so piss normal you could puke -

I'm not big enough to say that's okay.

I'm not sure enough to say it's not.

A series of stray choices.

As the days pass with brutal speed,

a teardrop wells-up from nowhere.

The city watches, so I put on a front.

Tokyo's spires are fairytale pyres.

I won't be looked down on by men or towers.

I'm so glad. Really glad.

That I left my hometown far behind.

That I shook off its clinging grip.

I want to say that one day.

I'm so glad. Really glad.

That I left my hometown far behind.

Glad that I shook off its clinging grip.

I want to say that.

Dad, I'm sorry I cause you trouble.

Mom, I'm sorry I make you worry.

I won't be home for New Year's.

I've got zero achievements to report.

Life can't end on the count of 10.

11 and 12 are waiting their turn.

I know. But let me try a little longer.

I always loved the verb "give up."

I aim to reach that point.

Only guys who've confronted life until they're shivering can say it.

I'm not in their league yet.

So it's too early to give up my dreams.

There's no waste box in my heart for them.

I want to smile at the end.

No...

I want to smile until the end.

I'm so glad. Really glad.

That I left my hometown far behind.

That I shook off its clinging grip.

I want to say that one day. I'm so glad. Really glad.

That I left my hometown far behind.

That I shook off its clinging grip.

I want to say that one day.

I'm so glad. Really glad.

That I left my hometown far behind.

That I shook off its clinging grip.

I want to say that one day.