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Art Theatre Guild of Japan Jissoji Productions

MANDALA

planning: Kl NSH IRO KUSU l TOYOAKI AWA

Scenario: TOSH l RO ISHIDO

Composer: TORU FUYUKl pertormer: *UKO KIMURA

Arf Uircctor: NORIYOSH I IKEYA Still photography: HAJIME SAWATARI

Uirector of Photography: YOZO INAGAKI Director of Lighting: TAKEJ l SANO

Film Editor: KEICH l URAOKA Sound Dcpartmcnt: KOICH I NAKAGAWA

Cast:

KOJ l SH IM lZU AKl KO MORI

RYO TAMURA HIROKO SAKURAI

SHIN KISHIDA DAIGO KUSANO

M l HI RO WAKAEAYASH l MAYA KITAJ l MA

AKIJI KOBAYASH l SHOJI OKl

YASUM l HARA TOKIE H l DARI

Uircctor: AKIO J lSSOJ I

Motcl Barroco

This is mcaningless.

Meaning? What meaning?

A mcaning is necessary?

I'll ncver do such a thing again.

You'rc right:

cxchanging Iovers once is enough.

No!

I'll ncver do this again.

Why?

- Uidn't you feel good? - Don't say such a thing!

Terriblc.

Of course, doing this once is sufficient.

Prom thc second time on, it becomcs a habit.

Embracc me. Erase all traces of that man.

What a scrious exprcssion Yasuko had.

You'd havc treated her quitc roughly.

A spccial scrvice.

It may bc the first time for them, but thcre havc been innumerablc times for us.

L'm tired of making love out of curiosity alone.

Eut you don't want to continue just with me, do you?

Ycs, I want to.

I think wc'rc good for cach othcr.

Yct being 'good' doesn't stimulatc sexual intercourse.

Though at first l bclieved I would be ablc to keep you for myself,

now I can't do so any longer.

Who has madc me this sort of woman?

We've become cmotionlcss, whatever wc do.

Of coursc, I'm responsible for that.

I can't tell whether or not l've gone in this direction on my own initiative,

nor what the aim might bc.

You're not a stoic man.

You spokc the truth.

I've never lived with a plan.

I'm an untidy man.

That's why my present lifc sometimes seems to somehow be very irresponsible,

and to have nothing to do with myself.

Me too, in front of you?

Not only you.

I becomc alienatcd from myself.

The present time becomes rarefied, as if my spirit was Ieaving me.

At such a moment, I always feel likc I'm being draggcd back to a cerfain point in my past,

with a paralysing fceling of ecstasy.

I was an avcrage and unremarkable child in thc nursery and primary schools.

My parents wcre typical of the rural middlc classes.

I was their sccond son, and was brought up comfortably.

Howcver, whcn I was in the bth year of the primary school -

it was in the winter, l'm sure -

on onc evening, they started quarreling violcntly.

That was the first timc for me. I was so surpriscd that

I Ieft thc housc, in ordcr to Iook for my clder brother.

I ran around, but I couldn't find him.

Howcver, l wasn't inclincd to go back to the housc,

bccause my reliablc home had changcd

into a worrying one, all of a sudden.

I was afraid to return there.

I wandercd about and...

noticed that I was standing near a certain farm pond, that I Iovcd as my playground.

As if I had bccn Ied thcre by something.

I had something vivid within mysclf and

was standing there, without any thoughts.

At that moment...

At that moment, all of a sudden, I felt Iikc time was disappcaring.

Then...

a small sound, though onc can't really call it a 'sound', became audible.

It's an indistinct acoustic wavc, such as we may hear if we hold a glass near to our ear.

I felt a vivid fear and...

an inexpressible ecstasy.

I couldn't move for a Iong time.

The sight and thc sound of that moment have nevcr Ieft me sincc.

Though my parents are still alive and well,

that cxtraordinary emotion is far more familiar to me than they arc.

Evcn now, when l fccl nervous and wcak and keep my eyes tightly shut in the night,

that sight, dcprived of any humans, emerges with inexpressiblc familiarity.

Thcn I can't movc, as though I was bound hand and foot.

That pond is still thcrc?

No. Not any morc.

Last ycar I wcnt back to the outskirts of thc town, lor thc first timc in agcs.

It had bccn complctcly fillcd in, for thc construction ol houscs.

Morcover a motel was built thcrc.

That is the rcality.

I don't carc.

That sight is a symbol.

As it's an illusionary symbol, it'd be bctter if it didn't exist.

The Iess it exists in reality, the clcarer it becomes in my mind.

It is a sight from beforc I was born.

You ought to make lovc to that illusionary sight.

Whcn I dic,

I shall Iosc my consciousncss, whilst considcring that illusion.

I'll return to the prcvious world, whilc bcing absorbed in the illusion of snow.

My dcath should then bc pleasurc itself.

What unbclicvable childishncss!

The place you'd rcturn to wouldn't be a woman's body, but that sight.

But I can't do anything about that sight.

I can't dcstroy something that is inside another's mind.

It was a misforfune for you to havc loved a man likc me.

How about parfing from me?

I'll think about it.

Come in.

Those two couples were exchanging parfners.

Was that so? I didn't notice.

Wc could have hopc in the couple who remain.

Today, try to act as I'vc ordered you.

What are you doing?

Help!

Sct me frce!

No!

I can't brcathe.

Yukiko.

You werc awarc midway through.

Why did you stay silent?

And you, Shinichi?

You treatcd me as if I was a corpsc,

silcntly, roughly and without any rcgard for me.

Yes.

Wc have no words to speak to a corpsc.

Hiroshi,

arc you rcfusing,

becausc you suspect that

the baby within me could bc Shinichi's?

What?

It's truc, isn't it?

But you are wrong.

It is yours, without any doubt.

You're an idiot.

Do you think l'm rcfusing bccause of that?

The blood of a baby is but a notion.

The proof would bc a marricd couplc whosc baby was mixcd up with anothcr by mistake.

The longer thcy Iive togcther, the Iess they'd want to abandon thc child.

If a man regards a baby as his, thcn it is his.

If I rcally want a baby,

I'll have it given birth to, regardless of whcther l suspect it to be Shinichi's.

Then why?

I don't want a baby.

It's foolish to makc a baby, and contributc to thc multiplication of mankind.

I don't believc in the concept of genus.

There is no 'mankind', but only an aggrcgate of individuals.

Those who talk about 'mankind' forget thc fact

that they're merely individuals, obsesscd with a notion.

Though there is an exccption.

The rclationship betwccn a man and a woman?

That's it.

Idiot!

By 'an exccption', I mcan a man who is obscssed with religion.

He's obviously an cxception.

Thc Last Judgemcnt.

"When thc 7th scal was rcmoved,

"Heaven and Earfh wcre enveloped by darkness."

With thcsc words, human beings became paralysed.

But, Hiroshi - thcn what on earth am I?

An individual.

You're Yasuko, an individual.

An individual taking a fcmale form by chance.

L'm a man only by chance.

If so, thcn I don't understand what I'm Iiving for.

It's as if I was one of the Iiving dead.

In that casc, to Iivc requircs an insolent 'so-what? ' attitude.

I'll kill myself whcnever I wish.

I livc so as to find a rcason to die.

Yes.

It's truc.

At one timc, I thought of committing a terrorist act against thc univcrsity.

But it's worse to dic because of the unity and solidarity group.

Do you want to bcar the baby of a man Iike me, despite all that?

Don Quixotcs of 'Rcturn to JapanP

'Rcturn to Japan'

That incident on the scashore is dubious somchow...

I suspcct it was planncd by someone.

Although thc disordcr of our clothes was clcarly visible,

thc owner of the motel didn't doubt at all our explanation, that we'd fallen from a cliff.

If hc had planned it, he would havc known thc contcnts of our half-hour of plcasure.

Wc'd have bccn madc fun of, and still continuc to be so.

For I'vc been longing to be violated as a corpse,

and you've been wanting to violatc me as a corpse, since that cvening.

If wc continuc in this way,

I can't hclp but kill you.

The altcrnative mcans giving up plcasurc.

Yasuko isn't a suitablc candidate for undcrgoing an abortion.

Aborfion docsn't choosc a woman.

Anyway, can you suggcst a hospital?

Hospitals are similar evcrywherc.

Rather,

she doesn't yet secm to havc madc up her mind.

Shc has.

She has already.

You ought to follow hcr.

I won't makc her aborf, becausc I suspect it could bc your baby.

I know that.

The hospital I consulted is a gynecological 'Sawara' in Yasui.

Yukiko. Let's go to the motel.

All right.

Opcn 3aturdays and 3undays only

What a motel!

It's only opcn on Saturdays and Sundays.

What is that?

I rcmembcr the stronger man.

He attacked me.

Yes. I remember too.

Hcy!

Do you rcmembcr my facc?

Wait!

Wait!

Wc cat no meat.

Do you know why we came herc?

You're crcating herc a sort of Utopia or Republic,

which has at its centrc auto-sufficient agriculturc.

Uo you intend something Iike that?

Yes.

You're obsessed with a very old myth.

Utopia is merely a foolish dream that neithcr Pouricr nor Saint-Simon could rcalize.

I didn't bring you herc becausc I wantcd you to judgc my values.

- Rather it's you who wantcd to comc here. - You're right.

L've come herc becausc I wantcd to learn about that incident.

You madc us expcrience a queer thing by employing those two men.

Onc becomcs a corpse, whcreas the other violates it;

what is quccr in that?

You should have expcrienced extrcme plcasure.

You've Iurcd us herc with that.

It's true that we fell into your trap -

I admit that -

but you can't makc us work here likc peasants.

I won't forcc you to do anything.

You're free to go back.

My wife knows...

No, all thc habitants here know that.

This way of lifc here, and that incident thcre - how arc thcy relatcd to cach othcr?

You dcspised me as a utopian.

I don't mind.

To put it in an easy way so that you studcnts can understand,

Utopia is a kingdom whcre the principlc of simplc reproduction rulcs all.

For that rcason itsclf,

agriculture and the scarch for eroticism are thc two main centrcs here.

Eroticism is cndless, simple reproduction.

Or I could say that unlike sexual intcrcoursc, it is reducing reproduction.

Eccause bchind eroticism, thc shadow of death is always hovering.

A human being wanders about, looking for a bricf taste of ccstasy.

But what is ecstasy?

It is a moment when onc loses thc feeling of timc passing,

or rathcr the fccling of history, in a larger scnse.

As Paust said:

"Stop, Time!"

Of all human activities, only simple reproduction could crcate

an ctcrnal space, dcprived of time.

I heard you...

In a room in that motel,

you wcre talking about a sight from your boyhood .

When your mind gcts weak,

and is draggcd little by little toward death,

you would return to that illusion.

When l heard you talk about that,

I thought you werc the right person to comc here.

You may want to lose consciousncss in that snowy, illusionary sight.

That clearly tclls us that that sight is no other than the object of your eroticism.

You'rc right. He docsn't like any moving things.

To move is an act rclatcd to time;

that's why he Iovcs a still body, as well as a still sight.

I invited you here bccause l wanted to

show you, and give you, a sight that is scparate from timc,

not in a weakcning consciousncss, but in the midst of lifc.

As l said, l won't force you.

We havc a room for you over therc.

If you want to go back, you'd bettcr do so tomorrow.

The doctor has failed?

I won't be able to get prcgnant again.

It isn't thc doctor who's responsible, but you, who asked me to aborf.

- You're rcsponsiblc! - What? Only you think so.

You'rc responsible.

Let's confirm our own will of solidarity, beforc we exccute today's action.

That's them!

- That's himl - That's Nittal

Trotskyist Nitta is with his girlfriend!

- Catch him! - Wait!

Wait! Bastard!

Hcy! Comc hcrel

- I havc no business with you. - What? But wc have with you:

many of our comradcs were injured by your destructive group.

One is evcn Iimping!

Comc to our hcadquarfcrsl

- What arc you doing? - Bastard!

Don't let him run away!

Don't let him run away!

Murayama? Oh?

I'm his friend .

Where is he?

That's what l want to know.

I've not yet reccived his rcnt for this month.

You don't know?

When you come in, you should ask for my permission first.

Hiroshi.

I didn't cxpect I'd cncounter the unity and solidarity group.

But as long as you're opposed to them,

you won't bc able to rcturn to the univcrsity. What will you do?

If l wcre to have to criticise myself in front of them,

then I would rather throw a bomb at thcm.

You arc always selfish.

But I'm not dcmanding that you accept that.

Shinichi, Yukiko.

God is very content that both of you participated in

the ground-brcaking ritual of this land .

I see.

Thank you.

It was nicc.

What god?

Gods here and therc.

Hcrc and thcre? Eut the central god may be single.

No. I'vc heard that in the body of mistress,

dwell a Japanesc god, as well as a Hindi one and various others.

She says shc's a prostitutc for thc gods.

A prostitute doesn't refusc any customcr who wants her.

A prostitute?

So she isn't only for one particular god.

Then what is Maki, thc lcader?

He cmbraccs a prostitute for the gods?

It's not truc,

for hc's accompanied by those two wrestlcrs.

Leader...

I can understand that you don't carc at all if your sexual lifc is public.

But.

You don't havc to hesitate.

What about god?

You never say anything about that, which would compel us.

Uo you want to be compellcd?

I can't bc compellcd to bclieve.

Of course. Spontaneity is the only basis for each membcr here.

Thcre is no additional rule to it.

Only those who deny time and history gathcr herc.

That's all.

You don't need to worry about anything.

But what about gods' words, which come out through the mouth of your wife?

They don't compcl?

Unfortunately, thc one truc god hasn't yet dwelled in her body, it sccms.

And the true god will nevcr speak.

Thc words of the truc god may be likc an echo, spreading through the vast void.

It must bc beyond our comprehension.

Whether you're an atheist or not is irrelevant to that echo.

I Iearned it from her whom god was cmbodied in.

Looking at hcr ecstasy,

I thought she was being violated by a silent god .

Only in looking at her,

l experienccd an ecstasy that made mc shiver.

The true source of that ecstasy doesn't lie in thc lascivious poscs of a woman.

It's truly crotic bccausc therc is no word contained thcrcin.

I realiscd that.

"In the beginning was the Word."

I've rcalised that that is completcly falsc in the world of croticism.

That's all.

Really?

I can buy a woman herc?

How much?

How much? 1 0,000? 20,000?

Or 50,000?

A woman's silencc and resistance makc a man a rapist.

Yukiko and Kimiko, impcrsonating corpses cach timc,

should certainly get the utmost pleasure.

Thc men arc upstarf peasants of the Agricultural Coopcrative.

I hope thcy won't dic during sexual intercoursc.

Por we don't yct havc a devicc herc to deal with corpses.

Where will you find womcn?

Yasuko,

I gucss they wcnt to thc seashore again.

- To that motcl. - No!

Ncvcr talk about it again!

Don't be so cmotional!

They returned from the motel a day after us.

Sincc then, their attitudes havc changcd complctely.

Uo you remember the Iast time thc four of us met up?

While they talkcd with us, their minds seemed to bc elsewhcre.

Thcy ought to have objccted to you,

by insisting that I should give birfh to thc baby.

Yasuko. Let's go to the seashore...

no, not to that motel.

A cheap inn near thcre will do.

Let's takc a rest for a few days.

It would bc better for your body too.

Whcn I recover, Hiroshi,

Iet's get married.

OK. All right.

- Hcllo. - Hcllo.

You paint well.

What are you doing?

Whcrc is this?

You...

Lct mc go back!

Lct mc go back! Lct mc gct out!

Set mc freel Lct me go backl

In ancient times, women would have acccpted mcn at oncc.

A foolish act such as rapc wouldn't havc been possible.

Contemporary humans havc lost the capacity for telepathy,

and their sensual capabilities havc regressed as well.

Opcn the door!

Opcn the door!

No!

Not only rcgresscd: it is now considcrcd taboo.

No!

No!

Sct me frce!

As a result,

oncc raped, some women would rcmain frigid for lifc, as if they had sinned.

Sct me frce!

Though pcople oftcn use the word 'love' nowadays,

it was originally a mcan word.

Then was there once a word morc appropriate than 'love'?

'Benevolence'.

"Makc harmony with benevolcnce."

'Ecncvolencc' is the word.

'Lovc' is accompanied by vulgar cgoism.

'Eencvolence' is clear of it.

Though love tends to destroy a community,

bencvolencc doesn't.

It's the principle that could raisc individuals up to form a community.

The woman is quite mclancholic.

The man too Iooks depresscd, influcnced by her.

They seem to have sufficient qualities to become our fcllows.

- Shigeo. Mamoru. - Yes?

You go!

Watch out for policemen.

When I look at thc sea, I fcel as though I were bcing gradually pullcd towards it.

The rhythm of the waves to and fro seems to coincide with that of my body.

That's proof that your body is weakened.

When wc'rc weakencd,

we always look to Mother Earfh and Mother Nature for relief.

And, as our ancestors werc fishes, wc Iong for the sca.

But naturc is mercly a Iascivious trap.

Whcn onc talks about the notion of nature, onc is finishcd.

But you should have bccn more tendcr with mc.

You spcak Iikc an egoist, who ignores his own rcsponsibilitics.

Help!

No!

Uamn!

Uamn!

Bastard!

Uamn!

What's thc matter?

Hiroshi.

It's you.

What on earth do you want?

If wc could rcform thc world into such a Utopia,

wc wouldn't nccd to strain.

Simple rcproduction might be a dream of mankind,

but so long as the modc of reproduction on an enlargcd scale is established, wc can't remcdy it.

We'II bc absorbcd into it sooner or later.

As its result, this valley, which you'vc cultivatcd with hard work,

will be offcred for sale as a resort property by a wicked tourist agent.

I won't allow that.

This is thc ancestral seat, where I grew up.

I'll never hand it over to anyone, no matter who it might be.

Your dream is naivc.

If a tourist company isn't the right example, then let's say 'thc State'.

Once it aims at something, it will carry out its will, at any cost.

Shinichi, what are you thinking?

I didn't think you werc occupicd with such a Utopia, aftcr having disappcarcd from us.

It's regrcttable.

I expccted you'd say that.

No matter whether this Utopia is a decadent idca or not,

I'll be contcnt if my present dream is realized .

Hiroshi,

l no longer believe in the future at all.

I no longer think that a classlcss anti-Statc will come to pass,

if only I rely on time.

You want to say you're a convert?

I don't know.

I doubt it.

Bcing a 'convcrf' means to return to the univcrsity and get a job.

I don't belong to the catcgory 'convcrfed' nor to that of 'non-convertcd'.

Rather, I've abandoncd the world.

- That's a kind of conversion. - No.

Suppose that after you'vc worked hard relying on time,

thc Earth bccomes a singlc community, without any classcs.

There would be no revolution then,

becausc there wouldn't be any conflict there.

You spokc the truth.

It should bc a kind of developcd form of primitivc communism.

But in a socicty whcrc therc is no confiict or dcvelopmcnt,

timc is extinct.

Supporfcrs of ctcrnal rcvolution fail on that point.

Absurd.

They practice cternal rcvolution in ordcr to dcny it.

Word, word, word ...

In other words, it might mcan to fcign to bclicve in time, in ordcr to dcstroy it.

But I'm tired of feigning in that way.

We had a commune for a short while, in thc barricades.

- Isn't that true? - Yes.

- Don't follow a dream any more. - No, I won't.

I was obsessed with a strange eschatology in there.

Somehow, I seriously thought of the paris Commune...

What were thc city workers of paris fccling,

surrounded by the national forccs and farmers, who should have bccn their allies?

Not what thcy wcrc thinking of, but what thcy were fccling, with their whole bodics and skins.

I was suddcnly intercsted in that, and wanted to find out about it.

That reminds mc of you remaining behind in thc library we'd Iiberated.

What did you discovcr?

'Stop, Time!'

The samc sensibility as Faust.

In a documcntary film on thc paris Communc,

whcn thcy were cstablishcd, a workcr thrcw a stonc and brokc somcthing.

What do you think that was?

You imagine somcthing likc a symbol of the political powcrs?

Gct on with it! What?

A clock on a clock tower.

I wcnt numb, as though I had receivcd an electric shock.

I felt as though I understood thc workers of thc paris Commune at oncc.

Wherevcr and whcnever it may bc, to rcform is to stop timc.

I realiscd somcthing thcn.

'Stop, Timc!' means 'Come, death!'

That was the reason why you insisted on absolutc resistance?

Ycs. I sinccrely wished to bc killed by the Gendarmeric.

That was a regrct.

But if you thought of actually dying, you'd havc had a Iot of chanccs.

If someone had bcen dead inside the barricadcs,

thc advantage could definitcly havc swung towards us.

Thcn, Hiroshi,

didn't you think of dying at all?

Of course not.

I wantcd to makc them believe that we would go to the Iimit, but at thc same time

I hoped that therc would bc no victims on cither sidc.

I cxpectcd that if there wcrc to be a victim, it would Iikely be among us, by accidcnt.

I didn't suspcct that you werc obsesscd with dcath to such an cxtent.

That's why you werc cxcited by thc body of the unconscious Yukiko?

Having survived,

I've been thinking cver sincc about achicving a state in which l'm dcad, alivc.

Now l live in this place, strangling time.

Otherwise, l cven thought of becoming an underfaker.

I wantcd to stay at easc among cx-humans, who had escapcd from the burdcn of time.

I thought about such things.

You ought to havc becomc an undcrfaker.

I find radical Iimits in this Utopia:

Werc it not for the charisma of the leader, a Utopia can't cstablish itself.

In other words, it's a kind of rcligion.

Whethcr primitive communism or Utopia, neithcr onc can evcr be frcc of the burden of religion.

But in an extraordinary future socicty that etcrnal revolutionists imagine,

wc'll be free from both charisma and religion.

A highly controlled society works superticially wcll even in the Japan of today.

In fact, charismatic people are playing activc parts cverywhcre.

And as they bclieve in the futurc and depcnd on timc, they're rcalistic and of Iow quality.

Thcn what about Maki?

Even in this Utopia in the mountains, he still breathes the air of modern Japan.

I'm not a charismatic.

- A charismatic is most Iikely to say that. - He isn't a charismatic.

Even in that casc, as we're outside of time, a charismatic would only bc a spatial symbol.

Then his wife is it.

She Iooks Iike a medium.

I wondcr.

Various spirits seem to entcr her.

Sometimcs even the spirit of an earfhworm sccms to cnter her.

But a spirit is a symbol of universality, isn't it?

L'm looking for a Utopia without any symbolic manipulation.

Wc can't attain it without struggling with time.

Shinichi...

You've in fact converfcd.

Not converted.

Only I'vc becomc a Iittle more scnsitive to eros than others.

I'vc made your companion rcst in a quieter place.

Don't worry.

No!

No!

No!

No!

It's bcst to trcat her roughly.

Will that have any effect upon hcr?

Ever glory.

Evcr glory. Ever glory.

Hiroshi...

Wc haven't had any paticnts with such a name.

No onc announccs her rcal namc whcn shc comes to have an abortion.

Junl

Hil

I wrote...

a note of self-criticism, and returned to the univcrsity.

Do you despisc me?

No, not parficularly.

But I won't return.

How is Yasuko?

Shc's disappcared.

Uidn't you hear of her?

Let's go!

OK.

He Iooks nicc.

- Good! - Good!

- Do your bcst! - Turn!

- Do your bcst! - Good!

- With your waist! - Lift it up!

- Fine! - You've donc well.

Good.

- Lct's go! - Do your bcst!

Do your bestl

- Do your bcst! - Good!

Do your bestl

Endure!

I lost this time too.

OK.

How mortifying!

But you've donc well.

Let's go!

You'vc come back.

You've come back on a good day.

Today is a sacrcd feast day.

Many gods havc arrived, and Shigeo and Mamoru are taking carc of them.

Good!

I couldn't find Yasuko anywherc in Kyoto.

Urink first!

Ever glory.

Two, thrcc, four ya!

Onc, two, three, four ya!

Two, thrcc, four ya!

A Utopia or a secrct society?

They must have killed her, and yet pretcnd to havc done nothing.

Tell mc!

Tell mc!

Whcre have you hiddcn her?

Hey! Where is Yasuko?

She is dead.

Ucad?

Say you killed her!

If 'charisma' is the ruling principlc, then it should be pcrmitted to kill someone.

Whcre is hcr corpsc?

Somewherc around here. Today is thc day of sacred fcast.

- Don't talk of trivial things! - Trivial?

You werc fed up with her. Why are you looking for her now?

Certainly I was fed up with her, but it was bccause I saw my own shadow in her.

That's why l was irritatcd.

It wasn't that I dislikcd her.

It's too Iatc.

Rather, you ought to form a couple with Reiko, and bccome an inhabitant here.

It's no use endlcssly thinking of a dead pcrson.

Come here! Come hcre!

- Comc hcre! Come herc! - No!

I'd prefer to die alonc, than to go insanc collectivcly.

Shinichi.

Uo you really believc that you can crase time herc? - Comc hercl

Shinichi.

Timc is a notion...

not an existcnce.

L've abandoncd the future.

I would bc content if I can crase timc in my finite Iife.

Yes.

You'rc handsome.

You're a scducer.

I'II banish your gods.

With my sweat and sperm, I'll crasc thc placc wherc gods would dwcll in you.

No!

L'II ncver be dcceived by a female corpsc.

L'm going to violate a live woman Iike you.

Now tell mc! Whcrc is Yasuko's body?

Where?

Where?

Tell mc!

Tell mc!

Over thcrc.

Uamn it!

Uamn it!

Uamn it!

Wait!

Wait!

Stopl

A femalc corpsc which no god dwclls in,

is mcrely organic matter.

And Iook at what's around hcr waistl

Traces of caressing are obvious.

- It's clear who did that. - We'II search for him and catch him.

Now what's the usc of it?

This Iand has become staincd.

Let's dcpartl

For where?

Follow me, without saying anything!

There remains my land on Oki lsland.

Let's go thcre and lct's cultivatc anew, and remakc our country!

Mamoru, hold it firmly!

Amulct in placc of othcrs

- Arc you all right? - Yes.

- Mamoru. - Sorry.

- Don't be silly! - Yes.

- Hold it firmly! - Yes.

Thcre is an old ship over thcrc.

We should do what thc gods and Buddha order.

Lct's depart in that ship!

Ucparf! Sct sail!

Stopl

Stopl

Arc you that cager to die?

Dcalcr in swords

Though it's anonymous, they say it must be a 'Masatsune of Kobizen'.

This is the registration note.

With this note, it's all right everywhere?

Yes. That's right.

But it costs 5 million. You're really a rich man.

I've sold off a motel which had bcen recently built, for personal reasons.

Becausc of inflation, it'd bc better to own a work of art, which won't decrcase in pricc.

I scc. You're right. lt's a good idea...

Since nowadays, swords arc no Iongcr of any practical use.

Man'yoshu

Attcntion plcasc!

Supcr Exprcss Hikari 84 lor Nagoya and Tokyo will soon arrivc at PIatlorm 12.

At PIatform 12, attcntion plcasc.

PIcasc prcparc, and pay attcntion to your goods.

Thosc who arc accompanying passcngcrs can't gct on thc train.

Kanzcon Bosatsu

Fumonbon 25