All language subtitles for Eng.Koibumi(1953)Kinuyo.Tanaka

LOVE LETTERS

Executive Producer
NAGASHIMA Ichirô

Screenplay by KINOSHITA Keisuke
Original story by TANBA Fumio

Photographed by SUZUKI Hiroshi
Lighting FUJIBAYASHI Kô
Sound DOGEN Yûji

Music by SAITO Ichirô
Edited by SHINDO Seigo

Starring

MASAYUKI MORI,
YOSHIKO KUGA

JUZO DOSAN,
JUKICHI UNO

YUMI TAKANO
SHIZUE NATSUKAWA

SANAE MITSUOKA
ICHIRO KODAMA

Directed by
TANAKA KINUYO

Goodbye.

Sorry, sorry.

- Morning!
- Home so late!

Business!

Reikichi Mayumi
Hiroshi Mayumi

I'm back.

Welcome home.

Lots of laundry.

Breakfast is ready. Eat.

Never mind. I'll be going.

You're so busy.

I went to the book market.

We drank all night.

Tough work. Restless,
as if it were illegal.

Business is business.

Here's more translation
work for you.

They promised a better one
next time. The last one?

Finished last night.

Not my shirts, send them
to the laundry shop.

Living in your apartment,
laundry is my business.

Why not dry them outside?

Still proud.

In Paris they dry their
laundry in their rooms.

You'd better get married.
You look miserable.

Not qualified.

Marry first, worry later.

Coffee?

Why not get married?

Any obstacle?

Think so?

Definitely.

With your education,
you could get a better job.

Better pay, too.

You have a secret?

That's why you take odd jobs.

With many thanks.

You don't have to thank me.

Coffee?

I saw you standing
on the platform.

At Tôkyô Station.
At Yûraku, too.

Did you?

You didn't hallo me.

You were looking for somebody.

Maybe looking for something nice.

No time for coffee.
I'm going.

I'm a messenger.

Here's your pay. 3,000 yen.

I admire you being so active.

Keep your secret.
I'll be waiting.

Someday you'll tell me.

- Home tonight?
- Maybe.

What a busy man!

Go out on the street
for a change.

Good for your health.

Leaving?

Goodbye.

"Such a letter from a woman

who'll marry tomorrow

means a lot of agony and
sorrow.

Though I've never said this
to you since my childhood.

I've been in love with you.

Please note that least
in your memory or

I'll be too miserable
to say goodbye.

I wish I could throw away

everything and run into
your embrace."

Michiko.

Mayumi.

Yamaji.

I've been worried.

I missed you.

So you came to Tôkyô.

I wrote to you when
I got repatriated.

- A date?
- No!

What about tea?

I came here with my brother,
after our mom died.

Our town was leveled
by air raids.

But you're alive.

How much do you get a
month by a translating?

Four or five thousand.

Not enough.

My brother's supporting me.

What does he do?

He's busy.

He buys books cheap

and sell them at regular price.

Tough work, but...

It makes 1.000 yen a day,
so I heard.

Is that so?
A strange business.

What do you do?

Me?

Another strange business.

I work nearby.

Won't you help me?

You can write English and French.

It helps a lot.

In what way?

Come with me and you'll see.

Thanks to the naval academy,

we learned English and French.

Drink up. We'll have customers.

SUZURAN STREET

Come in and look.

It's him.

He's back.

Don't make us wait long.

Sorry.

I've eaten ten of these.

It's not my fault.

She's been mad since yesterday.

Who?

Hasako. Her man stopped
sending her money.

She snaps at up.

Do something.

Okay, let's work.

Come in.

Threaten him in the letter.

He'll be sorry.

Damn Harry!

English and French letters

To hell with him!

Come in.

Watch me.

Sorry.

Quick. You're slow.

Let's start.

Mr. Harvard?

No remittance?

He can't dump me like this.

Write pitifully,
so he'll send me money.

That you're starving?

That you'll have to walk the street?

Well, maybe.

Otherwise, he wouldn't realize.

But I'm rather impressed.

He went back to the U.S.
Since he went home,

he's kept sending you
money for a year.

Japanese soldiers wouldn't.

Naturally. I was his only woman then.

Just one letter?

No. I want another
to another lover.

Because living is tough,
you know.

A love letter?

A passionate one.

Two letters to two lovers
flying together.

It's fun.

Eat some.

No. Don't disturb him.

Let him eat.

I'm hungry.

Oh, no.

It spoils my love letters.

Your men'll never know.

He writes them.

Have some.

If you like.

Take it.

Thanks.

Those girls don't go for Japanese men.

That's their pride.

Chastity.

The GIs are afraid of VD.

They want chaste girls,

who wash for them,
sleep with them.

Very convenient.

People denounces them as
the sin of war.

But who will atone
for the sin?

Certainly not the officials
who observe rules.

Tax-caters!

You broke my crayon.

I didn't.

Liar! I know you did.

It's mine.

Stop it.

Stupid!

Be quiet. We have a guest.

Study hard. Instead.

I'll buy you crayons.

Bring sake.

Certainly.

Let's get drunk tonight.

It's been a long time.
Don't look blue. Brace up.

Have some.

Please, don't bother.

Oh, come on!

Please.

Make yourself at home.

My husband is happy tonight.

Living is a challenge
to those women.

Their future is ruined.

Of course,
they don't think so.

As I watched them
I began to feel

thinking of tomorrow means little.

But, strange enough,

lately I give them advice
to save money.

I even sat like a moneylender
for them.

Maybe I'm atoning for
the sin of war.

Quiet!

Not again!

Welcome back.

Home so early?

I got tired.

I bought some food.

I had my supper.

I've got a new job.

I met an old friend.

Who?

Naoto Yamaji.

Your pal at the naval academy?

I remember him.

We drank.

So your face is red.

What job?

Love letters.

Love letters?

I write them for others.
It sounds odd, but

it pays.

For whom?

Less intelligent people.

They expose the parts
of the body they should hide.

Strange business.

Education helps.

English letters?

That's right.

Don't do it.

You don't find it pleasant.

It pays. Money counts.

Why?

I'm your burden.

No! If so I'd have left you.

Did I ever complain?

I know you hate men like me.

Why not live with hope?

I know you were a brave sailor.

You hated to survive.

But the war ended five years ago.

Forget your past.

Try to win the rat race,
this time.

I know you have some plan
for the future,

but enjoy your life now.
No other way.

Hiroshi, let's take a walk.

Why did Yamaji start that business?

To make a living
at first,

but later he got to like the women.

Now he's taking care of them
personally.

50 yen for reading.

150 yen for writing
a letter.

He changed his job many times
since the war.

His firm went bankrupt.

His wife is sick:
his kids are still small.

But you don't have to do that!

Don't think too much of me.

I just want to go
into the world again.

All right.

Maybe it's good.

Night trains are nice.

So many kinds of people
looking happy.

By the way. I saw Michiko
at Shinbashi Station.

Michiko?

From a distance.
She was on the other platform.

Are you sure?

I think so.

He's been with her father,
since her husband died.

She isn't there.

How do you know?

I went there.

She was gone.

She left for Tôkyô.

When did you go there?

After I repatriated.
I missed her.

She might have got
married again in Tôkyô.

Yes, she might have.

"I couldn't sleep last night.

So I began to write
this letter to calm down.

But I couldn't stop crying.

I must tell you.

When you were with me,
I spent days in vain.

Since you went away,
I've thought of you every day."

Very nice! It's touching.

"Fond memories of your kindness

still move my heart.

I decided to be your own

because your heart
touched mine.

It's the only thing I want.

I'd give anything for it."

"I read your letter in bed
again and again every night.

Last night, I dreamed about you.

You were in your home in
America, and I visited you.

You were wearing
a colorful shirt."

Red shirt!

Red is his color.

"I was happy when
I woke up, but

I can see you only in dreams.

The thought made me sad.

It's torture for me."

Good.

I remember his touch.
Will he come back?

Brother.

Hello. On business?

I just dropped in

to see how you're doing.

Better than washing at home.

It's nice to see the world.

Who's talking?
You've never touched a girl.

Hello. Welcome.

Been a long time.

I didn't know you were there.

Hello.

Thanks for helping him.

You're a big boy now.

Don't think.
I'll remain a child forever.

I hear you're smarter
than your brother.

Naturally.

What about my letter?
Continue.

I'll be at the bookshop.

All right.

Oh, I'm sorry.

Not again! How careless!

I'm sorry. Apologize!

- That's all right.
- I'm sorry.

Brand new. Give me a lot.

We have two or three of them.

Here. 380 yen.

Hey... just that?

Good enough.

Give me more.

It came yesterday.

From America.

You look sweet,
but you're smart.

Too bad!

How much for these?

D. Bishop's "The Science of Finance".
1,550 yen.

No.

1,700 yen.

Don't forget prices.

Where do they come from
to sell books and magazines?

Tachikawa Base.

Come.
You're always welcome.

Foreign books get here
sooner than anywhere else.

Usually it takes months.

Direct airmail.

The women's GIs bring them.

They come here straight.

Oh, is that so?

Special cutlet.

And sake.

Certainly.

Hey, one cutlet for me.

Yes! Special, regular?

With sake.

By the way, you have a fence.

What do you plan to use it for?

'Use it?' It's just a fence.

I can't use it otherwise.

Let me use it for
10,000 yen a month?

- 10,000?
- Yes. What do you think?

No! How do you plan to use it?

In the alley?

Don't try to make fun of me.

No. I mean it.

I won't cause trouble.

Please, let me use it.

What a guy!

- Please!
- But it's impossible.

It's possible.

What kind of shop?

It's a fence.

No shop on the road.

No interference with traffic.

Exactly, not a shop.
Only a cart by the fence.

Please.

Earlier than usual.

I'll start a business.

Near your place.

Bookshop?

Secondhand books.

You rent a shop?

I can't afford it.
No shop to rent there.

Inspiration. It's unique.

What's is this?

Oh, my savings!

1.500 yen.

Why? What does inspire
you to do something like this?

The women have savings.

I thought I'd have some.

Money's a friend in need.

A friend in need?

Supper?

I'm hungry.

Yamaji was impressed
by your activeness.

He is quiet. I can't believe
he's your age.

Because he's married.

You aren't.

A thirty year old

who has no girl to sleep with
is stupid. Miserable!

And you?

Me? I don't need girls.

I could have marry.

I could buy some.

You're realistic.

You're a romanticist
who fits a science museum.

Did you love somebody?

Yes, long ago.

I thought you loved
Michiko,

but she married another man.

So did your sweetheart?

Who knows?

She's missing?

All right.
I'll find you a nice girl.

Get married,

and you 'll revive.
I could support you.

Homely looking, maybe,

but nice.

Don't bother.

I must. You can't
help yourself.

Shut up.

You think I'm sutpid.

No, I don't.

Don't push me.

Live your way

like a bee, like an ant.

What do you mean?

You have your way.

I have mine.

Brother!

Mr. Mayumi's apartment?

Here you are.

What brought you here?

Just like that? I wondered
how you've been.

Don't worry.

It's not that I want you back.

Come on, I'll buy
you a drink.

Really? Fine.

Realist!

Hurry.

Your shoes are nice.

I'm sorry.

I'm sour today.

Oh, no!

Okay!

For your new shop.

Thanks.

Hope it'll thrive.

Give the better them.

No. Business is business.

Buy cheaper.

You're capable. I realized.

Not me. You are.

I didn't know
you could be a negotiator.

Well, shut up and go!
It's the opening day!

Good luck.

We'll help you.

Be kind to your customers.

Then they'll come
and they'll buy some more.

Let me know
when you have good material.

So young, so smart!

Pardon?

What is it?

Bid high prices.

You're a good man.

What are they for?

My new shop.

Congratulations!

Be our customer.

Mayumi Bookshop,

next door to
the restaurant.

Here.

Brother?

Sleeping.

He sat up late.

Something happened?
He was depressed.

I have no idea.

He left home in the middle
of the night and came back late.

He didn't sleep.

You quarreled?

Bring him later.

All right.

You're back.

It's ready.

Can I have it? Thank you.

The address is G. Allison.
Camp Johnson. Right?

Yes. His parents shouldn't know
he's getting my letter.

The contents are:

"After your baby died,
no money came.

You're selling things to eat,

but you'll soon have nothing
but yourself to sell."

Thank you.

I can read English,
but can't write.

Even if his child is dead,
he's cold.

He stopped sending me money.
I'm in trouble.

Thank you very much.

What was her name?

I didn't know.

In the letter, it's Mitchy.

Mitchy?

Some whores are elegant.

She looked decent
and melancholy.

Where did she go?

This way.

She was a lady.

Her dress?

Checks. Wearing gloves.

Michiko!

Grave of Kubota family

Michiko.

Mrs. Mayumi.

Hello.

Hello. Visiting
your mother's grave?

I came to offer some flowers.

My son graduated from
the naval academy.

Congratulations.

Thank you.

But now that he's a
graduate

he'll go to war
immediately.

I'm worried.

Let me pray for your
mother.

Thank you.

If only she were alive,
you wouldn't suffer.

I heard the rumor
about you and your stepmother.

No way to help you,
but I've been worried.

Is the rumor right?

Is your stepmother mean
to you like they say?

I'm sorry.

Reikichi came home
the other day.

When I told him about you,
he got angry.

He said: "Why not do
something to help her?"

He got mad at me.

Didn't you hear my
calling?

Come. Your father's been waiting
for a while.

You must answer him
"yes" as soon as possible.

Why not accept his proposal?

What's wrong with him?

He'll make a nice partner.

For your own good.

You have to entertain
our guest, don't you?

Mr. Somekawa is from a
respectable family, and...

Are you in love with Reikichi?

You two have been good friends.

But I wouldn't oppose you
to marry a military man.

We're at war.

He can die any moment.

"Such a letter from a woman

who'll marry tomorrow

means a lot of agony
and sorrow.

Though I've never said this
to you since my childhood.

I've been in love with you.

Please, note it in your memory,

or I'll be too miserable
to say goodbye.

I wish I could throw away

everything and run
into your embrace."

Michiko, I'm really glad
to see you again.

But...

I never expected you
at a place like that?

Like what?

You came

to ask us to write a letter.

I was behind the curtain.

Michiko.

I've been looking for you,

dreaming of our reunion.

But, of all places,
I found you there.

Michiko, why did you marry Somekawa?

I've wanted to ask you that.

That letter wasn't enough.

Forgive me.

I missed you, too.

Then.

Why didn't you come to me
when widowed?

I once left you.
I'm not worth it.

I've been waiting five years.

I didn't know.

All I wanted was to leave home.

I know about your stepmother.

In Tôkyô,

you must have had a hard time.

But why did you let
an American soldier have you?

Who killed your husband?

It could have been
the man you slept with.

And when he turned cold
after his child died,

you begged him for money.

How disgusting.

The child's death could be

your chance to start a new life.

Michiko.

I thought better of you.
You were proud.

I respected you.

But I was wrong.
You're just a woman.

I wasted five whole years.

How stupid.

I shouldn't have left home.

You didn't love the GI.

You slept with him, because...

he gave you things.

He gave me sweet words.
I was hungry for them.

Sweet words?
Tender touch?

And what?

Invitation to dance and drinks,

an apartment for two,
vows of love,

casual embraces.

A likely story.

Didn't you notice?

How was your child
with blue eyes looked upon?

Millions of Japanese women
don't live like you.

They're fighting poverty.

Forgive me.

You have the right to blame me.

Goodbye.

It's only ten days old!

The latest Vogue.

So many magazines!

I'll take this and that.

How much?

2,200 yen, ma'am.

Thank you.

Welcome.

Architecture?

Yes, anything.

Smoke?

So... let me see.

The latest "American Home"?

What are you doing?

I'll buy you lunch.

Hungry, aren't you?

The letter you wrote
for me... It worked.

He sent me 200 dollars.

The letter even moved my heart.

Let's go. We'll be late.

Some other time.

Thank you.

Please, come again.

Good business.

You said something?

It's you.

Good businessman.

- How much is this?
- It depends.

On customers. If I buy it?

Well...

You're pretty, so 1,200.

Expensive.

You paid 700 for it.

Not so loud.

How smart!

Sure. You've got
a lot to learn.

You'd better marry me.

How conceited!

I'll accept you.

The nerve!

What?

Remember it!

Where did you drink so much?

You're soused.

Were you sad?

You fell.

You okay?

Hurt?

Come on.

Okay?

Water...

Water...

What's up?

Look at the mess.

Forgive my brother.

Your brother.
I thought you did it.

I'm sorry.

I insist!

I told you the truth.

I'll never forgive you.

You broke the heart
of a man in love.

You tore it apart.

I was looking high and low.
You were my life.

I survived to see you.

What's wrong?

Nothing. Good night.

Mr. Reikichi Mayumi,
c/o Yamaji Antique Shop

From Michiko

He stopped coming.
Didn't you know?

Really?

He came home late.

Do you know the lady
named Michiko?

Yes, long ago.

That lady.

You saw her?

I think so. She came here
three days ago.

So did my brother.

I think so.
He chased her.

Anyway, he didn't come back.

What happened?

I don't know.

Something happened.

Sir.

Save this for me.

Hard worker.

Hard living.

Bye-bye.

Give the letter to your brother.

Sure, thank you.

Tell him to show up.

I'll give no excuses.

I'm writing this letter
to let you know one thing.

I realize I know little
of your generosity.

I regret I lived the wrong way.

There's nothing left for me.

I'm depraved,

but I'll try my best

To live the way you want,
so I can deserve your love.

I wish you well
with all my heart."

Brother.

Why didn't you tell me
about Michiko?

You saw her. Yamaji told me.

I blamed her.

I should have.

You told me to have
a reason to live.

I wanted one.

A reason to live.

I spent many years looking for
somebody else's wife.

I was a fool!

Let me read it!
Can't I?

I'll check her address at once.

Thank you.

He wants to see her again.

He wants to forgive her.

I understand.

He said he'd work today.

I hope so.

I'll scold him, as I used to.

"I can't imagine a world
without you. I'd die.

If I heard of your death,

I'd die immediately.

How happy I would be!

So say at least
you'll live with me someday.

I'm dreaming of
our happy reunion.

Send me letters and photographs."

"Send me photographs."
It's sweet.

This Stanley wrote that you
must live straight. Right?

Yes. He sent me
a long letter.

Why not live straight?

I can't help it. Too late.

Pity yourself. You're old?

Don't you feel miserable
about your life?

Chasing men from one to another.

Isn't it nasty?

Go straight.

Try, at least!

What's that?

Once depraved, you're finished.

No!

Once you were an innocent child.

Maybe poor, but

you were happy.

Remember?

I didn't ask for this business.

What's up?

This man's crazy!

Cool your head.

Sell these for me.

Sorry I worried you.

You got drunk every day.

Hey, I heard what happened.

Why didn't you
tell me that sooner?

Come on, cheer up.

Yamaji...
Don't ask what happened.

I don't know myself.

Then, I won't ask.

But don't worry for your brother.

He's a realist,
but he cares about you.

Hello.

Does Kubota Michiko
live here?

Yes, she does.

I'm Mayumi,
from her hometown.

- From Yokkaichi?
- Yes!

I see.

- I'm sorry, but she isn't back yet.
- Really?

Then, will you tell her I'd like
to see her tomorrow?

At my shop at Shibuya.

Thank you.
I'll tell her, then!

- Excuse me.
- Goodbye!

Excuse me,
but aren't you Michiko?

Michiko!

It's me, Hiroshi!

Oh, Hiroshi!

It's been a long time.

Hello.

How are you?

It's been a while!
I'm glad to see you again.

You're a big man now.

I looked for you.

I missed you.

Looked for me?

I came here for my brother.

I don't how
what he told you, but...

he's in love with you.

When you got married,
he wanted to die in action.

He still loves you.

I read you letter.

If you leave him now,

he'll be finished.

Please, go see him.

But even if I want
to see him...

He said mean things to you.

But he had to, in that case.

He was desperately
looking for you.

And when he said you,

everything in him exploded.

Forgive each other.

I hope you'll marry him.

See him again.

You will? What about it?
I'll manage.

But not now.

I'm looking for a job.

Please, wait till I find one.

Then I'll...

All right.

- Drop in.
- No, thank you.

Really?

Goodbye.

Be sure!

Congratulations!

Thank you.
I made you wait.

Nice restaurant.
Too good for me.

I'm lucky this time.
Everybody's kind.

Thanks for your letter.

Your friend?

From my hometown.

Good. But it's your
first day here.

You shouldn't
bring your boyfriend.

I wanted to see
how she works.

Good. But don't
talk too long.

When'll you be back?

I leave at seven.

Be at the restaurant
at eight, then.

The one in front of Hibiya Park.

My brother will be there.

Okay?

Don't fail.

Don't be lazy.
We've busy. Have pep.

My man's heartless.

Write to him that
I'm pregnant.

What if he comes back?

I'll say I had a miscarriage.

It's an emergency.

I see.

Mayumi.

Hiroshi is waiting
in the teashop.

Where are you going?
Come back soon.

He must be in love.

Hardly.

But he acts strange.

You can't tell.

- What's up?
- Coffee?

Tea.

Hey, I saw Michiko.

She works at Peter
Restaurant in Hibiya.

How do you know?

I wanted to let her
see you again.

Actually, I saw her
some time ago, but...

she couldn't meet you, then.

She had to find a decent job, first.

Now she's got one.

It's her first day there.

I won't.

Why so stubborn?

Leave me alone.

She started a new life.
She's trying.

A new life?
It's not so easy.

Don't you love her?

You don't care?

No.

I'm just sad.

How about a song?

"Atami Blues." Sing.

I remember my honeymoon.

Is Mayumi back?

He's late.

He's impossible.

Stupid, where were you?

We looked for you.

Yamaji, I'll quit
this business.

Forget it. Why didn't
you go?

Your brother is worried.

Go now.

She is waiting.

That doesn't matter anymore.
It's over.

No way back.

What are you saying?

Strange.

Didn't you understand
the situation of those women?

That lady of yours
didn't ask for it.

She needs you for her salvation.

You wish it, too.

Go help her.

No.

What she did is unforgivable.

It's not true.

I know many women.
She's different.

That's your opinion.

Stupid!

Don't take advantage
of her weakness.

Unforgivable?
It's your egoism.

Who do you think you are?

A saint?

What matters is herself
who's survived these years.

Her heart longs for salvation
with your help.

Is it sin?

You need salvation.

You can't be proud of
the way you've lived.

Be strong.

Be generous.

She's trying to become
a woman who deserves you.

Very hard.

Forget her past.

Forgive her.

My brother forgave you
in his heart.

But he forces himself
to be strict.

You're trying to start
a new life.

He's trying to forget the past.

Be strong and try hard.

Let's go home.

That looks like Mitchy.

She is Mitchy.

Mary, Mitchy's is there.

What?

Sure! Mitchy!

Mitchy! It's me, Mary!

You forgot me?

Mary, from Yokoruka.

I'm Yuki.

Been a long time.
How many years?

How's business?
Where do you live?

I ran away from Yokoruki.
I work in Tôkyô.

Business is slow.

I missed you.

- How have you been?
- Did you "convert"?

Well, I...

I didn't know you "converted".

I never take Japanese.

Don't misunderstand.

She's different from
your kind.

Mitchy, what's this?

Your man?

Be polite to her.

She's different.

Different? How?

Shucks!

What are you to her?

Man for tonight?

How dare you!

"How dare you"!
That's a laugh.

Let's go.
Don't get involved.

Mitchy, say something.

Help your friends.

Let go of her!

You're different from them.

Wait. She's not different
from us.

We used to work together.

So what?

You still believe
she's an angel?

She had a nickname
"Mademoiselle."

She can cheat hicks
like you.

She's no whore!

What?! Damn hick!

Wake up, dude.

Get busted!

Please, take me home.

Please! Let's go!

Where's your pride?

You aren't one of them.

Don't say anything.

Don't run away, hick!

Idiot.

Don't let him cheat you!

You can't trust a man like him.

Stupid!

Let's work.

Hiroshi, what they said
isn't true.

They misunderstood.

I met them when I worked
in the U.S. camp.

They were hostesses
in a cabaret.

They came to my office,
too.

We befriended...

You think
it's only an excuse.

No. Go ahead.

We became friends. They
came to my apartment, too.

A few times.

They were treated like
vermin in public,

so they think all their friends
walk the street.

They think I do, too.

No use.

Just an excuse.

Even if it was only one
American I lived with,

I could have slept with two

or three Americans,
if necessary.

So when Reikichi scolded
me for what I did

I didn't talk back to him.

He'd been thinking about me.

That's good enough.

But it's all over.

Even if I could marry him,

I couldn't rid his mind

of the memories of my
rotten past.

Although you encouraged me.

I'll give him up.

I depraved myself this low.

It's too late for a new life.

You're unfortunate.
I pity my brother, too.

I don't believe a word those
women say, but...

it was only one American
that you slept with?

I have no way to prove it,
but...

Hiroshi, believe me.

We had a date at eight.

A 27 year old lady,

and a young man
in a beige suit.

I remember. They left.

When?

30 minutes ago.

I see. Thanks.

They're gone.
What'll we do?

You must see her tonight.

Go to her house.

What'll you say when you
see her?

She won't speak first.

How'll you start?

I've been thinking.

Stupid. Say "I'm sorry."

How is she? Will she live?

The doctor's coming.
Ask him.

Hello.

- Anybody home?
- Yes!

Hasn't Michiko come home yet?

Actually...
May I have your name?

I'm Reikichi Mayumi.

So it's you.

Your brother came
the other day.

I heard a lot about you.

She'll be back any moment.

Come in and wait.

Alright.
I must see her tonight.

Come in.

My friend.

She won't be late.
Come in, while you wait.

No, no, let us wait here!

Come in.

You can wait upstairs.

Don't bother.
Let us stay here.

If you insist.

I'm glad you came.

Michiko isn't very nice lady.

I hear you and she were
neighbors.

She had a hard time.

But finally she's got
a nice job.

Congratulations.

She didn't betray our trust.

We've just got a report.

Miss Michiko Kubota
had a car accident.

She was sent to Jûjin Hospital.

You know these words?

"He without sin,
let him cast a stone.

All of us Japanese are
responsible for the war.

And all of us struggled
through the postwar days.

Who can throw a stone
at whom?

Main translation by Anonymous;
Timing, add. translation, spell check by Dan
(08-26-2014)