All language subtitles for [YE] Fence - 01 (WOWOW 1280x720 x264 AAC)

Three people approached me.

And then…

one of them suddenly…

choked me from behind.

The next thing I knew,

I woke up

and I was there.

I…

had been raped.

So what if I'm mixed race?

What does that have to do with it?

I go abroad for work.

There aren't many places
like this place.

Really? There aren't any cabarets?

Yep, it's unique to Japan.

Only in Japan can women
make money this way.

I guess I should be grateful, then.

That's right.

-Cheers.
-It's a bliss.

I love it!

May I have another?

If you'll excuse me.

I'm more suitable
for a snack bar, aren't I?

I don't wish to cause trouble here,
so I'm quitting.

What's wrong?

Who's that girl from today?

May I have a copy of
my insurance card back?

Thank you.

Thanks for your work.

Kijima, get her!

Sorry!

Hold it right there!

That was self-defense! Take care!

Well, you can sue all you want,

but you're the one who stands
to lose if this story gets out.

This time, it's like being
bitten by a dog,

because we're just like
a Kasutori magazine.

You don't know it?
It's a dying word, huh?

I'll write something good
about you next time.

Yeah, I mean it.

Fine, goodbye.

Stupid people writing stupid
articles with stupid sources.

You better watch out too.
It's a pain to deal with lately.

I'm verifying everything for
this article to avoid any hassles.

That's just fine.

When am I gonna get a raise?

-Yamada, did you get that fixed?
-Yes, sir.

The magazine's been running
for two years, right?

Cabaret Review has run for
two years and two months, hasn't it?

You said you'd raise my pay
if it lasted two years.

Didn't I tell you, Bauko?
We're in a publishing recession.

I've been in a recession for years.

I can't raise the pay
for a cabaret girl's report.

I'm a writer now!

I got a better idea for a story.

A relaxing interview
on a southern island

with a view of the cobalt blue sea.

-Let me go, please.
-You're no good.

-Me, too.
-You're no good, either!

A southern island?

Okinawa!

Not interested.

I, Bauko, will be ending
the serialization.

I'll give you 50,000 yen, per page!

I'll cover the airfare expenses,

as well as the accommodations.

I'll give you 1.5 times my usual wage.

I have your word on this!?

You know what's that on your left?

The US military base.

That's been going on for ages.

Sure has.

Around 50 years.

Thank you.

Hot!

Wait, no…

I'm Omine Sakura.

Are you a guest, or not?

I am.

Welcome. Please, take your seat.

Here you are.

"Omine Sakura"?

What do I gotta find out?

Her personal life, character,

savings, relationships
with men, everything.

This woman

is suing the police claiming
she was raped by a US soldier.

In short, she's a victim.

Mr. Azuma, isn't this intel
that is kept in the dark?

-Yeah, I guess…
-What's your source?

I can't tell you, but it's solid.

On top of that, the culprit is actually…

a serial rapist.

The police have been slow to act.

Why's that?

How much do you know
about Okinawa's history?

It used to be known as Ryukyu.

It was annexed to Japan
during the Meiji era,

and at the end of World War II,

it became the only
ground battle in Japan,

where more than 200,000 people died.

What else?

Japan lost the war, the US took over,

and Okinawa became part of the US.

It was finally returned
to Japan in the 70s.

What else?

Sugarcane.

Shisa.

Okinawa soba.

I don't know anything else.

Okinawa…

Okinawa has its own unique situation.

Here's your Mango soda.

What did you say about
your friend earlier?

I don't understand English.

I heard that a "Ms. Omine"
took care of a friend of mine here.

What's their name?

Her name is Azu,

which is her real name,
so she likely didn't use it here.

She's a cabaret friend.

My boyfriend dumped me,

I had my heart broken, so
I'm traveling alone to Okinawa.

On the plane, I remembered Azu
telling me about you.

I remembered that the name
of the shop was "Moai."

Like the Easter Island, right?

There's also one in Shibuya, right?

This is unit nine.
Arrived at Central PS.

HQ, copy that.

Look at the time.

Sir, let's go to the cabaret.

Bauko may be in BOWOW.

-She might serve us.
-Yeah, right.

Here, this one.

-In Okinawa?
-I bet you!

There's no good women there, anyways.

You go alone.

Today is the biggest day of my life.

Biggest?

Mr. Isa, what does that mean?

A party of one?

Never seen such a beauty before!
You're an actress, right?

No, I'm from Okinawa Actors' School.

Oh, is that it? Okay, one song, please.

Mr. I, you haven't changed a bit.

"Mr. I." I really missed that nickname.

Hey, Kenshi. Wanna beer?

-Oh, this is my classmate.
-Hello there.

-She's my girlfriend--
-I'm a cast member and he's a guest.

You know, three years ago, when I
was on assignment at the Naichi.

-Oh, Naichi means the mainland.
-Oh, I see.

When you were at the public
prosecutor's office?

-The Police Agency.
-Eh, I can't tell.

He used to come here all the time.

It was only once a week.

You come to see the sights this time?

-Yes, the shop's on break.
-Where are you going?

That's enough.
Hurry up and bring the beer.

-Get moving.
-See you later.

Still the same old Kinu.

I thought I'd never see you again.

But why go into someone's house
and sleep without permission?

-What are they doing?
-They get drunk and go to sleep.

The external affairs police have
to respond to such things as well.

I gotta knock on a US soldier…

This ain't the barracks.

Mr. I, do you keep track of most of
the cases involving US soldiers?

I guess so. When you can speak English,

everything comes around.

Have there been any recent cases
of girls being assaulted?

I'd rather not discuss
something like that.

What happened to Omine Sakura?

She's a friend of a friend.

-Your friend's Okinawan?
-There's a serial rapist, right?

C'mon, it'll stay between us.
It's a little scary here in Okinawa.

Well, I don't know…

A guest once told me that

Okinawa has a unique situation because

of the Japan-US status
agreement and the extensive

US military bases that fall
under that agreement.

Yeah, that's true.

As long as this agreement is in place,

the Japanese police can't arrest

US soldiers from committing crimes.

Well, no, it's not so definitive.

Still, the prosecution rate
for US soldiers

is very low compared
to the Japanese, right?

Even this incident involved
the US military.

Prefectural police aren't interested
in investigating it.

Hold on, who told you that?

That's absolutely not true.

Even if the other person is
American, it'll be confronted.

My superiors and I are also serious.

Then why isn't there an investigation?

According to the victim's testimony,

she went to a place called Miyabu
in Chatan after 10 on Saturday.

Did you go alone?

Correct.

For what purpose?

I wanted a drink,

so I drove there after closing the shop.

There were a lot of
people there that day

because of the B-League broadcast.

All the stores were crowded,

and I didn't feel like
drinking by myself,

so I decided to go home.

That's when I was approached by a man.

He was obviously drunk.
I ignored him and walked past.

When I came to,
I was in some room somewhere.

I was blindfolded.

All I knew was that there, on the bed,

I was…

being raped.

When it was over,
the culprit blindfolded her

put her in his car, and drove away,

releasing her in the park.

She walked home, which was close by,

immediately showered,

washed, and threw away in the garbage

all her clothes, underwear, and bags.

It wasn't until three days later
that the police came.

Why throw away the evidence?

Maybe she wanted to forget?
It's very sickening.

There were no cameras at
either of the abduction locations

or the park and nothing
to corroborate her testimony.

Do the police think that she's lying?

They're inclined to doubt.

She couldn't give us
a description of the culprit.

-Why's that?
-How would I know?

What about the fact that
he's a serial rapist?

The victim assumed it was because
he seemed experienced.

What did the culprit wear?

She recalled a black t-shirt
with a snake printed on it.

Excuse me.

One cab, please. I'm in Miyabu.

Ogawa.

Yes.

Hey, Sakura, two taco rice.

Got it.

-Make sure to eat it all.
-Thanks.

So the adults buy tickets
to feed the children?

Right, it's done in many places
in the prefecture.

It's called Moai.

The shop's name?

A form of finance. Not to be
confused with the Easter Island.

-It's Moai, right?
-Yeah.

"Once a month, a group of
friends gather for drinks,

collect money, say 5,000 yen per person,

and one person gets all the money,
which is repeated in turn."

How's the order decided?

The ones who need it
the most at that time.

If there are 10 people,
the 10th gets it 10 months from now?

Most likely.

What if someone quits before
completing the rotation?

I guess that happens sometimes.

The rest lose out, right?

Nankurunai.

What's that?

To be able to manage.

Shouldn't it be Naranaku?

Welcome back.

A neighborhood girl.

Is this a kid's shelter?

Maybe I should do a children's center.

I'll buy five taco rice tickets.

Also,

this caught my interest.

DON'T USE THE SOUTHERN SAND
WHERE THE REMAINS REST!!

To your right is US Marine Corps
Camp Schwab.

Protests are held three times a day

when construction vehicles enter.

So radiant!

I love it!

-It's great here.
-Yeah.

So pretty.

Wow.

That whole area is Schwab and
their reclamation is progressing.

Drones can't fly there anymore,

so we can't see how far it's progressed.

But even now, soil is being transported

every day and filled in from the inside

over there.

WHAT IS THE SOUTHERN SEDIMENT?

BATTLE OF OKINAWA
NUMBER OF CASUALTIES 200,656

That's the mountain

where everyone fled for their lives.

They shot cannon after cannon at us,

killing women and children alike.

The soil was mixed with
the remains of the dead.

If it can become Okinawan soil,
it might bring some salvation.

But

burying the bones

of people killed by Americans

under an American base?

Who's she?

My grandma.

She's opposes to both the use

of southern soil and
the reclamation of Henoko.

What about your parents?

-Mine?
-Yeah.

My father was a US soldier,
but I never met him.

Mother married someone else
and is on the mainland.

I've lived in Okinawa with
my grandma since middle school.

Thanks for the information.

Grandma used to never talk about the war

due to the painful memories.

But if she doesn't tell her story,
it'll be forgotten.

She started talking about it
like her final duty.

Okinawa was cast aside as a stone.

They're trying to forget it.

Please sign if you are in favor.

Right.

You're against the landfill, right?

Of course, I am!

Oura Bay is full of corals,

dugong seaweed beds, and a sea of fish.

Even the Europeans and Americans

who come to dive all say
that reclamation is crazy.

The Americans, too?

The ones in the military don't say it,
but others do.

Most of the Okinawan youth don't care.

Young people just can't say it.

Even the prefectural vote
was more than 70% against it.

But the people doing this kind
of work are from the mainland like me.

They're all older folks, you know.

That's because they don't want

anyone under 65 in the front line,

because people like grandma do it.

Excuse me, we have
a reservation for Yamazaki.

Welcome.

Please have a seat here.

Kinu.

In Okinawan, it's pronounced Ki-nu.

Rather than "Kinu," I prefer just "Ki."

-Ki?
-Yeah.

How do you say "Sakura"?

"Sa-ku," or "Sakura."

-Saku-ra?
-Sakura.

Sa-kura?

No need to drag it out.

It sucks that I don't have
a sense of the sound.

-Saku-ra?
-Sakura.

Mr. Azuma, you saying
she concocted the rape case

to boost the anti-base movement?

In 1995,

the backlash against
the base reached its peak

due to a heinous assault
by three US soldiers.

The fierce anger of all of
Okinawa made the Japanese

and US governments
conclude the SACO agreement.

If another heinous incident
by US soldiers occurs now,

it'd become the driving force to stop
the construction of the Henoko base.

It's a one chance story.

I'd like this, please.

How much?

-Where are you from?
-I'm from here.

You're not American?

My father was, but I've never met him.

My mother and grandmother are Okinawans.

I've been a native here since birth.

I don't speak English,
but I can speak Okinawa dialect.

It's moving.

-Is it always like this?
-Okinawan specialty.

Tokyo is full of crowded trains.

I've seen it on television.

The crowded trains in the
morning are dangerous

due to close contact and groping.

That really happens, huh.

It was the worst when
I was in high school.

I was more groped
when I wore a school uniform.

It was super disgusting and gross,
and I mostly cried myself to sleep.

People often say
the allegations are false,

but they're not.

Perverts molest people.
They really do it.

But if, and this is just if,

a woman lied about being molested,
that would be inexcusable.

Thanks to her, all those
who were really molested

will be questioned.
Ruining it for everyone.

Yukusa would be bad, wouldn't it?

Yukusa?

It's a word in the Okinawan
dialect that means "liar."

I don't like yukusa either.

Mr. Taira.

Thanks.

What about the Miyabu
sexual assault? Could be BS.

They found footage
from a security camera.

-Of the culprit?
-No, the before and after.

This was at 10:17 PM on Saturday.

And…

9:21 AM the next day.

It matches her testimony
that she walked home

from an athletic park and
picked up her car the next day.

So do the police admit
that the case is real?

It's ongoing, with an eye
on the possibility of falsity.

She doesn't seem like
the type to tell a lie.

Or seem to be able to tell a lie.

What do you wanna eat?

Ki!

You're Sakura's friend, right?

You're Marissa?

Marissa sent me. It's this way.

Okay.

She's going to work
part-time starting today.

-Nice to meet you.
-Nice to meet you, too.

Take a seat.

Mr. Mickey, do you work here?

I don't. I work for Foster's.

Military employment.

I work inside the base at a restaurant.

-You a friend of Sakura's?
-I tend to befriend mixed race people.

-Entrance fee is 1,000 yen per hour.
-Cheap!

Drink back is 30 percent.
What will you do?

I'll do it.

My bad, Mickey.

The car repair shop fixed a part
I didn't ask for and we quarreled.

-You Ki? Good to meet you.
-Yes. Good to meet you.

You should fix Mickey a beer.

-Okay.
-You sure?

The owner won't come anyway.
Sachie, I'll put up the sign.

Okay.

The glasses are down there.

Oh, thank you.

Sakura's granny is against
the base, right?

Yes.

You work at the base

and Sakura is dedicated
to the opposition.

Doesn't that bother you?

I wouldn't say Sakura is
that dedicated to it.

It's more like she's just
getting sick of it.

You know about the part of
a US military plane that fell

on top of a daycare center
in Futenma five years ago?

-No, sorry.
-Okay.

Despite what happened,
the military wouldn't admit

that it was a part of their plane.

That's when Sakura suggested
we join the protest.

I think we, as Okinawans,
should cooperate.

Mickey, you work
at the base, so you can't.

What's that got to do with it?

Doesn't siding against the base

mean going against our birth origins?

It's not about opposing
or supporting the base,

if a part falls on a nursery
school, it's dangerous, no?

If it had hit the children,
they could've died.

Are we wrong in asking
to stop dangerous operations?

Omine!

I'm so glad you came.

Thank you.

-Let's do our best.
-Yeah, let's!

All right, guys, we're off!

What's with you?

Weird to see one of
you people against the base.

This only happened 'cause
your kind didn't bother to leave.

No…

Hey, Sakura. Welcome.

What would you like?

Gin and tonic. And one drink for you.

-You sure?
-That's what I came here for.

Ki, you can take a break.

I'll have what you're having, then.

-Cheers!
-Cheers!

Down the hatch.

Is this also moai spirit?

Yeah, I guess so.

Yuimaru means bonding and
helping each other, right?

There are a lot of words
like that in Okinawan.

To tell you the truth,
I've never done it.

Moai.

I don't do it with my group
of mix-raced kids,

and I don't have any Okinawan
classmates that I'm connected to.

The sign is fake.

The true sign is Cafe Bar Moai…

The owner has never been to this store.

So what if someone calls the shop?

"This is Cafe Bar Moai."

"The store of the owner
who has never been there before."

-That's too long.
-Yeah, it is.

Do you want to hear my only pride?

I've managed to survive on my own.

Great job, me.

Well done.

In other words,

I have no friends.

That's your pride?

That's my pride.

It's so sad.

I wonder if I can catch a taxi
around here.

Going to Futenma, right?
I'll give you a lift.

Thank you so much! You're a lifesaver.

The car was recently fixed.
It took two weeks.

It stopped working all of a sudden,
so I ran to Sakura's shop.

I asked to borrow her car.

The Sky blue?

-Marine Blue.
-Marine Blue.

Excuse me.

What's the matter? We don't open yet.

I thought it'd be better to be out
before the store opened.

Some coffee, please?

And one for you,
in return for yesterday's drink.

Sure.

Thanks for waiting.

What's your pride for today?

No lover, no savings, and
a debt collector on the chase.

This is my real name.

"Kie."

Either way, it's still "Ki."

Where were you Saturday night,
May 7, two weeks ago?

You drove to Miyabu

for a drink after closing up.

The car was a Marine Blue mini-car.

Yet you never went into
any of the shops.

You told the police you were
assaulted on your way home.

Now we have a new witness.

Marissa.

She works at a girl's bar and
had a late shift that day.

Shortly before work,
she realized her car was busted

and asked to borrow one
from a friend living nearby.

-Here.
-Thank you.

-I'm off.
-Take care.

-Take care.
-Sure.

She arrived at the parking lot

a little after 10 PM
on Saturday and parked.

You may have gone
to get the car the next morning,

but it was Marissa who parked it.
You didn't go to Miyabu that night.

How'd you get assaulted
if you never went?

I was. The rape happened, I was raped!

-You're still on that?
-I was raped!

-Liar.
-You, too!

Sorry, but I'll have
to write the article.

It'll say,
"The rape accusation was made up."

"The woman wishing
to raise the opposition's profile

for her grandmother took that chance."

This has nothing to do with her!

Maybe it'll be a tear-jerker article.

Please, don't write that article.

Yes?

Hey, work's over. Where do we meet?

I just finished work,
but I'm fine so no worries.

I was up all night too.

Really?

Then let's sleep together.

Just kidding. You still there?

-I'm coming back to Tokyo.
-What?

I never should've come to Okinawa.

Hold on, where are you?

Near a store called Last Chance.

You in Koza?
I'll be right there. Wait for me.

-Forget it.
-No, I'm coming.

Listen…

Go around the back
of that sign and look.

You see First Chance, right?

And there's a base behind it?

When you come
to gate street from the base,

the entrance is First Chance,
and the return is Last Chance.

Those signs were made
during the Vietnam War.

US soldiers who went
to war would drink at Koza

and see the sign at the end of the day.

It's the kinda place that,
once you cross it,

you may never come back from.

Runa? Runa?

Runa.

Runa, nankurunai.

How could it?

Nankurunai is not just a way of
saying that everything will work out.

Makuto sokei nankurunai.

Makuto sokei?

It means that…

if you're doing what's really right,
it'll all work out.

If you don't give up and
keep moving forward,

someday a good day will come.

That's the wish of Okinawans.

Is lying the right thing to do?

Runa, you don't need to lie.

Are you suggesting that
I go to the police?

If you don't want to go,
you don't have to.

I don't want to go.
I don't want to talk.

You'll get caught.

I won't get caught. I'll be fine.

But the thing is,

the person who did this
horrible thing to you

needs to be caught.

Come here.

One.

Two.

Three.

Four.

Five.

Six.

Seven.

Eight.

97.

98.

99.

100.

What happened to you is not your fault.

You're not in the wrong.

It's the attacker's fault.

He will be caught and
he'll get what he deserves.

And for that to happen,
I have to yukusa.

That's my Makuto sokei.

It's gonna be okay.

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