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An Isao Yukisada Film

"Oshima Central Hospital"

"Tsuya Matsuo"

Die.

How could you do this to me?

Coward...

Mr. Matsuo.

The...

doctor needs to talk...

I don't want to hear it.

But...

Just keep Tsuya alive.

I can't let it end like this.

BEFORE THE VIGIL

"Restaurant Matsuo"

Yukihiko...

Kazuo Ota...

"Yukihiko Ishida, Kazuo Ota, Yu Chihara, Keita..."

Hello?

It's Matsuo.

I'm calling because I need some info.

I want to get a hold of Yukihiko Ishida.

Yukihiko Ishida...

Right. Tsuya's cousin.

He's your older brother's son, right?

Oh, Yukihiko!

Did he say something?

No.

I want to tell him Tsuya's dying.

Is Tsuya sick?

Yes. I told you that last time I called.

Your daughter wants to see Yukihiko. Or at least contact him.

Is this Yukihiko's doing?

No, I said. Tsuya's dying. The contact info, please.

Is Yukihiko doing this, because she's dying?

No, for God's sake!

She's critical. I have to reach Yukihiko.

Tsuya's going to die?

Right. So I need the info.

Oh, he's bothering her again because she's dying...

No, God dammit!

Just give me Yukihiko Ishida's contact info, will you?!

I need it. Tell me!

Yukihiko Ishida...

Put someone else on.

Tsuya's cousin's wife - Tamaki Ishida

Hello?

Is this the Ishida residence?

Yes, it is.

This is Matsuo.

Yes...

Hello?

Who is it?

Someone named Matsuo. Do you know him?

It's not the call.

What is this regarding?

Here.

All right.

Hello, what can I do for you?

Is this Yukihiko Ishida?

Speaking.

This is Matsuo. Your cousin Tsuya's husband.

Tsuya's going to die.

Oh... I see.

When she was twelve years old you raped her, didn't you?

What the hell is this?

Don't tie up the line for too long.

It really had me going.

When you're waiting, other calls come in.

Yeah, some call about nothing.

I'll freshen up while I have time.

- Over there, right? - Yes.

Right.

Who was it?

A call from a relative.

My cousin is terminally ill.

That's awful.

Which cousin?

You've never met.

On my father's side. It's been a while.

Which hospital are they at?

Oshima Island.

Oshima?

Hello?

...Yes.

Yes.

A man? A woman?

Who?

Your cousin.

Oh, a woman. Her name's Tsuya.

"Tsuya"?

As in "radiant colour."

That's a beautiful name.

Yeah, I guess it is.

How are you related?

I said she's my cousin!

Of course, sorry.

What a silly question.

They haven't called yet, right?

A call? From who?

I said I couldn't talk long but they wouldn't hang up.

You're up to no good, as usual.

Not true!

It was Aiko. Aiko Tenma.

Her again.

What did she want?

Well, it was hard to tell from her voice.

She wanted to know if you'd won or not.

I said we didn't know yet so she said she'd pray for you.

Even after whipping up those rumours about you raping her. Crazy woman.

Oh, don't pay any attention to that. Aiko's known for it.

Pray for what, exactly?

Aiko Tenma... Might be calling you next.

Could it be?

Hello?

Speaking.

I see...

I won.

"Ishida wins literary commendation"

"I'm genuinely thrilled."

Darling?

There's another flower delivery.

Can you help me carry them?

Good afternoon.

I'll take them.

Thank you.

And thank you.

What a bouquet. Wonder who they're from.

By the way...

Did they get in contact?

Who do you mean?

Your work has been officially commended

and critics have praised its literary qualities.

That wasn't something I was conscious of while writing it.

My editor's been doing this a long time

and both knows and works with some phenomenal writers.

So when I began to write

I questioned my own individuality.

I suppose the theme of this work is facing oneself.

Perhaps that aspect appealed to people into serious literature.

So this award brought answers to that theme.

I'm still not sure.

With something like this...

Regarding the theme...

Hello?

Hello?

Hello...

This is Yukihiko Ishida's wife.

How's your eye doing?

No, stop!

Lemme see it!

I read your book.

It's all about your cousin, isn't it?

Half true.

What's "half true?"

The letters of her name are even part of the title!

I remember the story.

A despicable tale of snatching a girl's virginity.

That's your true nature!

Speaking of Tsuya...

Heard she's dying.

Seriously?

How old is she?

45 or 46?

Too young!

Still lots of life left.

The girl in the novel is my object of desire, but...

I don't know what kind of woman the real Tsuya became.

Maybe she hates sex because of me!

What a pig.

Men pretend to be nice but they're irresponsible.

Can you stop talking like you know it all 'cause you won a prize?

Just shut up.

Thank you very much, Professor.

Congratulations.

Your continued support, please.

Please keep writing.

Congratulations.

Thank you.

Thank you for coming.

"148th Literary Commendation Award Ceremony"

"'Tsuyayaka na Kedamono'(Succulent Beast) by Yukihiko Ishida"

Thank you for going out of your way to attend.

Lots on your plate.

True.

Stay focused.

Thank you.

Boss! Aiko Tenma just showed up!

Congratulations on your award.

We appreciate your attendance.

When I heard the news I jumped for joy as if I'd won myself.

You're too kind.

Ms. Tenma, meet my wife.

This is children's literary critic Aiko Tenma.

Thank you for looking after my husband.

My pleasure.

Well, the day has finally come.

Ever since Mr. Ishida was my editor

I predicted he'd be big.

"Big" as in?

As in this prestigious award, naturally.

Would you care for a drink, Ms. Tenma?

Fine, I'll have a red wine.

Why are you here?!

Here. My favourite reading material.

You're going to Oshima, right? I'm coming!

I'm not going.

Of course you are.

Stop it.

Put that away.

Nope.

Get rid of it.

Here you are.

Thank you.

And for you.

Thanks.

Boss, Sergei just arrived.

Oh, all right.

Well then, enjoy yourselves.

Pardon me.

You don't need to go after him?

If he runs off like that I can't follow.

Imagine, getting a sty in the eye on such an occasion.

And I must thank you.

Oh, am I mistaken?

That incredible bouquet.

Bouquet?

Of poisonous-looking flowers.

From you, I suppose.

Yes, well...

By the way,

what do you think of Tsuya?

What do you mean?

You've read your husband's novel, right?

Of course.

Oh, you didn't know...

About your husband and Tsuya.

I always wondered if his wife knew.

He said I reminded him of her.

How often are you seeing my husband?

Let's see...

The other day, after his interview.

Oh, and that gaudy tie doesn't suit him at all!

Sorry to disappoint you but it was a gift, not my choosing.

Is that so?

Don't you think you should know your place a little better?

You're not exactly young.

Threatening a lawsuit over a little spat with my husband

is just causing trouble for everyone wouldn't you agree?

Yukihiko really did rape me!

Again and again! Instead of Tsuya!

Ms. Tenma, it seems you're slightly out of your mind.

How dare you!

No, how dare you!

What? No, how dare you!

The nerve!

Ladies, please!

Apologise!

I will not!

Please, calm down!

I'm fine, thank you.

Honestly, I'm okay.

Please, ladies!

Stop this.

Please!

Ladies, that's enough!

Say sorry!

Let go of me!

Release me!

That bitch!

Let me go!

Take your hands off me!

Let go!

My apologies.

Are you all right?

Yes.

Boss, you're becoming more legendary!

Are you going to Oshima?

No, I'm not.

What was your relationship with Tsuya?

Matsuo!

Are you married to Tsuya?

Yeah, I am.

She married someone else before you.

What's your point?

Nothing.

A Woman Involved with Tsuya's Ex-Husband - Minato Hashimoto

A Woman Involved with Tsuya's Ex-Husband - Minato Hashimoto It's great.

It's great.

Um...

can I look at the bathroom?

Of course. Please.

Your wife seems like a very cute lady.

I'm not completely used to her being called my wife...

Go as low as you can.

Whatever it takes! Close it.

Understood.

- It's late. Go. - Yes, Boss.

Keep up the good work.

Oh, you're back.

Hi.

How did it go?

I closed it. They'll sign next week.

Really? Good job!

Why don't you call Mr. Ohta and tell him the good news?

Not yet.

I've had people cancel last minute.

I thought I'd call after the contract is signed.

Don't worry so much!

It'd be strange if a great place like that didn't sell.

Hey, don't you think that apartment is great?

It is.

Right?

I'm thinking of moving in.

Stop that!

I've finally decided. I'm divorcing my wife.

I'm sorry I kept you waiting.

I made you so lonely.

It's going to be okay.

I'll tell everyone here.

The divorce, about you.

That we're in love.

Let's move in there together.

Welcome back.

Oh, hi.

How did it go?

I closed it.

They signed. You get a deposit?

Yeah.

We're going to bounce back.

Can I take off the condom?

No.

Come on, can I?

No!

You and Mr. Ohta are the same age, right?

Are we?

So what?

Men in their 50s are all different.

How 'bout me?

What kind am I?

A 50-year-old boy.

And he's a 50-year-old shut-in.

You know any other 'boys' as good as me?

I'm going home.

You should go home, too.

Good evening.

Good evening.

Oh, Mr. Ohta.

Good evening...

Good evening!

I just came to drop off some papers.

It's late so I thought I'd post them.

Come in.

One moment.

Thanks.

Thank you.

One of the units is close to being sold.

Oh?

A young couple. The husband said he's a web designer.

I'm sure they'll sign.

Oh?

I like you.

Pardon?

I've...

got pearls down there.

Are you okay?

Yeah...

Hello?

Yes...

This is he.

Is...

she going to die?

OK.

What's wrong?

The phone. Who was it?

The phone?

Tsuya.

"wake" Tsuya?

Who died?

Nobody. She's still alive.

Who?

Tsuya.

My ex-wife.

You were married?

I'm surprised.

When did you split up?

24 years ago.

Mr. Ohta! What are you doing?

Go home!

Get back home!

Hurry!

Hurry up and go!

Don't do anything stupid like that ever again.

Our personal relationship stays within this house.

If you do it again...

I'll never come back.

Um...

What did you say?

Well...

That...

I can't hear you.

That apartment.

Apartment?

That unit.

Do you think it'll sell?

I wonder if it'll be occupied...

What the hell? Don't play with me.

If all the units in my building aren't filled,

marry me.

I don't get you!

Unbelievable.

Which is "unbelievable?"

The units not all selling out?

Or do you mean marrying me?

Anyway,

the clients sign the day after tomorrow.

Make sure you're there.

Okay.

And don't dress casual like that.

Excuse me.

My old man said the same thing.

They're really late.

Super-late.

They're not coming.

What's with that one unsold unit on Ohta's building?

Is it haunted?

I want to do it with you.

What the hell is that?

For men it's the same as saying "you're cute."

I'm going.

The boss calling?

You've really got balls today.

You're usually just grinning off to the side.

True.

What's up with the boss' behaviour?

I think I'm done with him.

Then I have to find another job.

That's a pain in the ass.

When it starts off with sex

how come it always becomes so tedious like this?

Wow, women think like that, too?

The beginning is always the most exciting, no matter who it is.

You think "This time is going to be special."

But then, nothing.

The thrill is gone.

The number of men you've slept with just goes up...

That's the way of the world.

It ain't like some sappy TV drama.

I'm going home.

OK.

What are you doing here?

You didn't tell Iwase you were coming, right?

Sit down.

What's so 'important?'

I was going to give you a letter. I wrote all my feelings down.

How much I love you.

How much I want us to live together.

I wrote out the divorce and marriage plans, too.

My wife read it.

It was hidden

in the back of the desk drawer in my study,

but she found it.

In a drawer? Of course she found it!

You have to carry a letter like that with you.

But she's never been that kind of person!

Reading someone's diary, checking their phone...

she can't even believe people like that exist.

That's who she is.

Such a timid wife finding your letter?

Wow.

Here.

Thanks.

I've been so careful until now

not to let her suspect anything.

Plus, it seems like...

the news really hit her hard.

She's not herself.

It freaked me out, so I took off.

So now you can't go home?

No...

I'm not saying that.

You should hurry back home, then.

For now, I'll stay home tomorrow.

I can't take too many days off,

just two or three to work on putting her mind at ease.

I'll get in touch with you.

I know you might be worried, but don't call my mobile.

No one-ring calls!

Good morning.

Tsuya?

The boss' wife.

Are you Ms. Minato?

It's you, yes?

Do you have my husband's bank card?

No...

Oh?

Are you sure?

Please let me know if you remember having it.

Same for all of you.

Hello?

It's been a while.

Has it?

I'm in Oshima.

For Tsuya?

Yes...

I came here to see her.

Did she pass away?

Not yet.

But,

it's almost as if she's dead anyway.

When she dies it won't be any different.

I was...

shocked.

She was so full of life.

Can I ask you something?

Yes?

Why did you break up?

We couldn't do it any more.

Because of the pearls?

No...

When I was in love with Tsuya, I didn't have them.

I put them in after we broke up.

That means...

what Tsuya and I felt was different.

Yeah.

Why did you put them in?

Say your farewell and hurry back.

I'm waiting.

Okay...

Mr. Matsuo.

The doctor...

thinks it's time to contact her loved ones.

I am!

Yo!

Don't "Yo!" me.

Why the hell are you out so late?

Did you go watch over Tsuya?

Yeah I did.

Is it okay if you don't go home?

Nobody's there anyway.

Did you find it?

Find what?

What you were looking for in the pond.

I didn't find anything.

Ain't nothing in that pond.

You're a weird kid.

Look who's talking.

Is this where you sleep?

That was where Tsuya slept.

Here.

Hey, Matsuo.

Why did you get married to Tsuya?

Why you want to know?

Doesn't everyone want to know?

I'm not telling.

Isn't there anything else?

Chips or something?

Are you good with computers?

Not bad.

Teach me.

I'll make you something to eat.

You want to use email?

Yeah.

Lots of new ones.

"New ones?"

Emails that haven't been read.

Oh, unread.

You have lots of mail from somebody named Hashikawa.

"I want to touch you one more time."

"I want to be enveloped in your supple skin."

"I want to devour..."

"your soft nipples and lips."

How do I reply to it?

Give me some dessert.

Wife of Tsuya's Ex-Lover - Sakiko Hashikawa

Yuki, face forward.

It's you!

Hello, Mother.

At the ocean again?

I thought it was time to throw away Dad's stuff.

I was going through it.

Cut it out. Don't assume things.

Actually...

I wasn't sure whether I should tell you

but there was a strange email on Dad's computer.

What?

When we checked there was nothing there.

Yeah,

because the computer was factory reset.

What's "factory reset?"

Everything was erased.

But this is a new email.

This person might know Dad a little.

Will you read?

What kind of mail?

Why don't you read it? I think that's better.

"To: Hitoshi Hashikawa, This is Tsuya's husband, Matsuo.

"I've seen your explicit emails."

"Tsuya's dying. Write back."

What is this?

Harassment?

"Tsuya" is a woman's name.

Dad must've had some kind of relationship with her.

If you contact this Matsuo, I'm sure you can find out more.

No.

I don't want to know.

Go home now.

Tomoyo's waiting for you.

Veggie Days

Hey Sakiko, you got a tan.

Did I?

Mountain climbing?

I don't 'do' hobbies.

Neither do I.

Ayu likes computers.

You mean like internet and stuff?

Do you use email, too?

Yep. My daughter sends me photos of my granddaughter.

After you exchange emails, do they disappear automatically?

No, of course not.

There's enough space to store thousands of them.

You erase the ones that might cause trouble.

Like a "factory reset?"

"Factory reset?"

Welcome.

"After you finish writing your email, click the 'Send' button.

"This will send your message."

"If you don't understand, just call me any time - Ayu"

"Dear Mr. Matsuo, May I ask where you are writing from?"

Send

"Dear Mrs. Hashikawa, I'm writing from Oshima"

"My wife Tsuya will die any day now."

"One year ago,"

"my husband"

"committed suicide."

Are you really okay?

I'm fine.

Thank you.

How about you?

What about me?

Where's Tomoyo today?

I wonder...

I think she has drama practice.

Why?

Oh, nothing.

Well, take care.

I'm off.

Please hand over your boarding pass. Thank you.

Please watch your step. Boarding passes please.

Thank you for travelling with us.

Thank you. Watch your step.

Have a good day.

I'm Matsuo.

Are you Mrs. Hashikawa?

It's nice to meet you.

Oh, excuse me.

Nice to meet you.

I'm Hitoshi Hashikawa's wife.

What should we do? Shall we go to the hospital?

Yes, well...

It's up to you.

The hospital, then.

Get on.

Thank you.

Off we go.

Okay.

Just a moment.

Is it far?

It's a ways.

Oh?

I'm really hungry.

If there's somewhere to eat, I'll treat.

Have you both been living on this island for a long time?

For about the past 12 years.

Though overall she was probably only actually here half that time.

Oh?

The spicy sea bream's good.

She was constantly on the mainland.

I'm heading to the hospital.

Blue chilli peppers are famous here.

Can I buy them somewhere?

We'll stop by a souvenir shop.

Please get on.

She's on a morphine drip.

The pain is unbearable.

Is that so?

How old was she?

How old is she?

45.

When did she get sick?

She got bad about a year ago.

One year ago...

Hitoshi Hashikawa.

Hitoshi Hashikawa.

Hitoshi Hashikawa.

What are you doing?

Hitoshi Hashikawa.

Hitoshi Hashikawa.

Hitoshi Hashikawa.

See?

Her lips are moving.

Hitoshi Hashikawa.

Hitoshi Hashikawa. Hitoshi Hashikawa. Hitoshi Hashikawa.

Hitoshi Hashikawa!

She's thirsty.

Look.

See?

She's drinking.

It wasn't a big deal.

I thought I'd be shocked

or that I'd lose my composure.

We'll stop by my house.

What for?

To show you Tsuya's computer.

It still contains emails sent from your husband to her.

Not interested.

So now what?

Going home?

She dragged me along to this place.

I never considered living on an island

until I met Tsuya.

With Tsuya, there was never any deep thought.

I just got swept up in her whims

until she got bored.

I see.

She was a devil of a women.

Her love of men was the flip side of her fear of being alone.

When she was only 12

Tsuya had a traumatic event when she was

brutally raped by her cousin.

But for her, it was something she boasted about.

I didn't want to hear it

but she'd tell me again and again.

"I want to touch you one more time."

"I want to be enveloped in your supple skin."

"I want to devour your soft nipples and lips."

That's what Hitoshi Hashikawa wrote to my wife.

Tsuya replied to his emails:

"I want you to thrust into my womb."

"I want to suck..."

Stop!

I don't want to know.

"I want to thrust you into my womb."

"I want to suck you inside me..."

"...from the tip of your thing."

Hitoshi Hashikawa replied:

"Tsuya my love, I want to drink every drop of the sweet juices..."

"...that flood from your body."

"Keeping them for myself."

Tsuya replied:

"You are..."

Lover of the Man Tsuya Once Stalked - Momoko Ikeda

Momo, have you seen Matsuo lately?

Nope.

My jaw dropped when I saw how skinny he'd gotten.

Yeah,

he's running himself into the ground.

Sticking next to that woman's death bed is sucking the life out of him.

Down to the marrow of his bones.

Sounds like some kind of vampire!

Worse than that.

Just a little more time.

But Matsuo might die first.

Is Tsuya that bad?

I heard she could die any time.

Guess it's time...

It's kind of sad in a way.

Well, she caused a lot of grief around here

so it's probably a relief for a lot of people.

You said it.

And Momo will be able to breathe easy now.

Maybe I can finally go on a date in peace.

And how.

Tsuya had an unhealthy obsession with Yu.

I would hear her on the streets.

"Have you seen Yu anywhere?"

'Scuse me.

Do you know where I can find a "Yu Chihara?"

I know he runs some kind of pub or bar.

Pubs and bars aren't open this time of day.

It doesn't matter if it's open.

Where is it?

Who's she?

Look, see that man standing over there?

Turn left there, go to the end of the street and turn right.

Okay? End of the street and right.

I sent her the long way 'round.

Yah!

Must be tough having a boyfriend with a baby face.

Hey there.

I was blown away. That kid's my son.

Yeah, sure.

I swear. Right?

Yeah... I don't think he's joking.

Here you go. No green pepper. Careful, it's hot.

They just arrived.

This is the mum.

Evening.

I'm Yukari Hagiwara.

I met you earlier on.

Huh?

Oh, this is Momoko Ikeda. She's a beautician.

Ah, from the salon.

Yes.

What's your name?

This is Ko.

It means "light."

Thank God she named him.

No way I could think of a cool name like that.

Here.

I'm off.

Later...

There's still some left.

You sure?

What's she doing here?

I...

really love ya, Momo.

Hey, can you guess

where those two are staying?

Where?

Hell... at Matsuo's place.

Matsuo's place?

I thought he closed the old lodge.

Yep.

Why go out of their way to stay there?

There are inns everywhere.

Beats me.

I just saw Yu at the shore.

He was with a young boy.

Are they really father and son?

I've never seen Yu look so happy.

Some girl might snatch him away.

So be it.

You better have a baby with him quick.

I should've tried with him, too. If the kid was that cute.

I wonder how it'd look...

Ow! That's hot, Momo!

- Coming! - Sorry.

Be careful.

Momo,

what's-her-name wants to see you.

Hello.

Hello...

Watch this, Ko.

What the...

Here.

You missed again.

I'll hit it this time.

Hurry, hurry.

Come on, hurry.

Ouch!

Hey, watch it!

Stop it, arsehole!

Guy's ruthless.

Yu was really messed up

over that woman Tsuya.

Where'd you hear that?

From her husband.

He griped about it on and on.

All this trouble even though I have nothing to do with Yu any more.

So...

what kind of woman was she?

She was pretty.

And, a little dangerous.

She'd search out men on the 'net, meet them in Tokyo,

and cause problems on the island here.

Matsuo had to run around cleaning up her mess.

That was probably the reason for Matsuo going out of business.

The last thing she did was follow Yu around. Like a stalker.

An intense woman.

She was intense.

She once snuck into Yu's bedroom with Matsuo's knife

and tried to chop off his thing.

Like Sada Abe!

"Closed Today"

You're here.

Yeah...

You like this music?

Who is it?

No idea.

A women put it in there.

Can't remember.

Were you with Yukari?

Nope.

You were with Ko today.

How did it feel? Your own son.

He's cute.

Uh-huh.

But...

whether that's 'cause he's mine

or because he's a kid

I dunno.

Yu.

Yu!

I know you're in there.

Open it!

Come on.

Is Ko here?

No, he's not.

Now what?

Not here.

Hey.

You're looking for your son, right?

Yeah.

I heard Matsuo is at the police station.

Why?

Under suspicion.

Why?!

Because Ko is your child...

And Matsuo hates you.

Get outta here!

Matsuo could never kill a kid!

He's got no right to hate me anyway.

See you later.

Sure.

Hello?

Yeah...

Okay.

That's good to hear.

Bye.

They found Ko.

Thank God.

He made friends with some local kid

and they were hanging out.

Whose kid?

No idea.

At least he's okay.

Yeah.

Yu...

Shouldn't you visit Tsuya in the hospital?

What the hell are you saying?

But she's not going to live much longer.

Shouldn't you see her one last time?

Or did you already?

I ain't going there.

She caused trouble following me around.

I saw...

Tsuya in the forest,

rushing by with a horrible look on her face.

I say forest but I mean the windbreak near the shore.

She was looking for you.

Whenever Tsuya would endlessly search for you,

Matsuo would be close behind.

He looked skinny and desperate,

trying to keep Tsuya in sight

but not following too closely.

Yu!

Tsuya would always ignore me

as if I didn't exist,

but that one time,

Matsuo bowed to me in all seriousness.

I don't get guys like Matuso at all.

Being loved like that'd make any woman happy.

I don't see how any woman

could refuse such a thing.

For Tsuya,

she could live that way because of him.

No way I could do that.

Have you ever considered marrying me?

Marriage?

No, I've never thought about it.

Let's grab some dinner, okay?

I was worried sick!

Hey!

Wait!

Stop!

Thank God.

A Daughter Abandoned by Her Father for Tsuya - Machiko Yamada

A Daughter Abandoned by Her Father for Tsuya - Machiko Yamada Polyamory, Self-love...

A Daughter Abandoned by Her Father for Tsuya - Machiko Yamada

A Daughter Abandoned by Her Father for Tsuya - Machiko Yamada Philosopher Jean-Paul Sartre's work...

Philosopher Jean-Paul Sartre's work...

I heard Professor Ando is getting divorced.

I heard his affairs with students finally drove his wife to the edge.

Are the rumours really true?

They're true.

That's no ordinary sex appeal.

And so, according to Sartre, what is "marriage?"

I'm home.

Hi...

Hey, what about work?

They let me off early.

Are you okay?

Are you sick?

Machiko.

Yeah?

I heard Tsuya...

is close to death.

So what?

That's good.

Yes?

Um, I'm meeting with Mr. Ando.

Come in.

Welcome.

Right this way.

Hello.

Good evening.

Come here.

Sorry I'm late.

You know I don't mind waiting.

I'm glad you're here.

What did you want to talk about?

Professor...

You happen to know a lot

about men and women, right?

Well,

I guess you could say I do. In a sense.

I want to know.

How my mother felt.

I have no idea.

Here.

Shall we?

What feeling of your mother's do you want to know?

My father...

left us when I was about eight years old.

For a woman.

My mother still keeps his photos up in the living room.

Photos of the two of them.

The man who threw her away,

and the woman he threw her away for.

She just stares at them sometimes.

You have a problem with

your mother's over-forgiving nature?

"Over forgiving?"

I'm home.

Hi.

I'll make some tea.

What's up?

Are you upset?

Hey Mum?

Do you remember?

When I was a kid

I asked...

if your marriage was arranged or romantic.

I don't remember.

You answered "arranged" right away.

Your friends would often say

romantic marriages were more respectable than arranged ones.

That really disappointed me.

Then from the side,

Dad would say "I was the great love of your mom's life!"

Did he really?

That's

my memory of him.

He never said a lot to me.

Whenever I think of Dad

that day always comes to mind.

Hey, Mum?

You're not going to Oshima?

Oshima?

Where Dad is.

Where Tsuya is.

Is it out of business?

Definitely out of business.

Excuse me?

Machiko!

Guess he doesn't live here.

Excuse me!

Excuse me.

Do you live here?

No.

Is this place out of business?

Dunno.

I stayed here until today, but...

You should ask Matsuo.

He's at the hospital with his wife.

Matsuo...

Is he well?

Yeah, maybe.

He always seems busy.

I have to catch my boat back.

C'mon.

Thank you for your help.

Excuse me.

Um...

I believe you have a female patient here under the name "Tsuya Matsuo?"

Yes.

And you are?

How are you related to the patient?

Elder sister.

I'm her elder sister from Tokyo.

I knew it! You look so much alike.

Go up stairs to the second floor

to the in-patient ward, room 204.

Thank you.

Machiko.

Do you mind...

if I go up alone?

Okay.

I'll wait here.

Um,

could I borrow a cigarette?

Go ahead.

Excuse me.

It's my first time smoking.

Yeah?

It doesn't taste good.

Oshima's a nice place.

Seems easy to live here.

Nothing here.

That can't be true.

Are you happy?

Huh?

Are you happy?

Don't ask such difficult questions.

What does that mean?

Dad!

It was Dad!

Oh?

Don't you want to follow him?

What for?

"What for?"

No reason to meet him.

Mum...

How come you let dad

make you cry, make you angry, but never blamed him.

You were the same way even the day he left.

I wonder...

Well.

Shall we go?

Welcome.

This way, please.

Thanks.

Welcome.

Machiko, do you come to places like this often?

Once in a while.

Pardon me.

Gin and lime, please.

Okay.

I'll have... Laphroaig on the rocks.

Right away.

What's "Laphroaig?"

Strong liquor.

I used to drink it.

With Dad?

No...

a man before him.

Excuse me.

Enjoy.

Thanks.

He used to make that face, too.

Strong.

Please.

Can you drink?

Yeah, I can.

- Sir... - Yes?

The other girl...

Good evening.

What a coincidence.

Is this your mother?

Yes.

Mum, this is Professor Ando.

Thank you for looking after Machiko.

Please have a wonderful time with your mother.

Evening.

He's handsome.

Is he single?

Dunno.

Is he your type?

Not too bad.

How long?

How long have you been dating him?

I... really like him.

I'm not just dating him to help secure a job like you.

I'm in love with him.

What should I do?

Professor.

Your guest is having a breakdown in the bathroom.

Sorry.

Goodbye.

Welcome back.

Feels good.

Can I try?

Sure.

Women...

Men...

I think I understand them a little better.

What?

Let's go home.

Let's.

What's with you?

Mummy... mummy.

I love you.

Give it up!

Ain't nothing there.

Of course there is.

No such thing as "nothin'."

Not going back to the hospital?

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"In Memory of Tsuya Matsuo"

The taxi's here.

Matsuo.

You'll excuse me.

Please.

Tsuya...

None of the men you loved came to see you.

The only one who loves you

is me...

Serves you right.

This is the first time we could enjoy time alone.

"My condolences."

Is he...?

My son.

She's my mum. She talks about you all the time!

Be quiet!

Matsuo,

show me Tsuya's face.

Okay.

Forgive me.

Her face is really pretty.

Hiroshi Abe

Kyoko Koizumi

Maho Nonami

Jun Fubuki

Yoko Maki

Shinobu Otake

Shiori Kutsuna

English translation by Jason Gray & Eiko Mizuno (Loaded Films)

Original Novel by Areno Inoue Published by Shinchosha

Screenplay by Chihiro Ito and Isao Yukisada

Cinematography: Jun Fukumoto

Lighting: Tokuju Ichikawa

Sound: Hironori Ito

Art Direction: Naoki Soma

Editor: Tsuyoshi Imai

Music: coba

End title Song: "MA IIYA" by CRAZY KEN BAND

Directed by Isao Yukisada

©2013 "Before the Vigil" Production Committee