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TOHO Presents

SNOW COUNTRY

Produced by Ichiro Sato

Based on the Nobel Prize-winning novel by Yasunari Kawabata

Screenplay by Toshio Yasumi

Sound Recording by Masao Fujiyoshi Art Direction by Kisaku Ito & Makoto Sono Cinematography by Jun Yasumoto

Music by Ikuma Dan Lighting by Shigeru Mori

Cast:

Keiko Kishi as Komako Ryo Ikebe as Shimamura

Kaoru Yachigusa as Yoko

Akira Kubo Haruo Tanaka Akira Nakamura

Chieko Naniwa Jun Tatara Mineko Yorozuyo

Kumeko Urabe Noriko Sengoku Eiko Miyoshi

Yaeko Izumo Etsuko Ichihara Daisuke Kato

Hisaya Morishige as Imura

Directed by Shiro Toyoda

Station Master!

Station Master, is my brother working tonight?

- Yoko? Going home? - Yes.

Saichiro's sleeping.

- Is he doing well? - Yes. Busy season ahead.

Many avalanches last year.

He's so young. Please teach him.

Please take care of him.

Give this to him, please!

Welcome back. Your telegram came.

- Welcome. - Thanks.

Excuse me.

Your bath's ready.

Is the music teacher's girl still here?

She became a geisha.

Huh? A geisha?

She just went to the station...

wearing a blue cape. Did you see her?

So that's who it was.

She went to meet the teacher's son.

He fell ill in Tokyo.

A pretty girl was with him.

Yoko, probably. She went to get him.

- Yoko? - She's the teacher's adopted child, too.

New screen?

A guest painted it instead of paying.

A mendicant painter.

Busy ski season ahead...

Thanks.

Good night.

Wait up!

This remembered you best.

It's humiliating...

I wish I hadn't come dressed like this.

Come in.

This remembers you.

Say, Komako...

So this remembered me?

Not the right hand... this.

I know.

So only this remembered me?

Cold hair!

What are you thinking about?

How many days has it been since then?

Let's see...

Last time I forgot the most important question...

What?

Why had you come here?

Down from the mountains... I wanted to sketch in peace.

Then why did you leave so soon?

Meeting you...

made me want to paint.

Is that why you've come back?

But I couldn't paint.

Why, then?

This made me.

You're impossible! And selfish!

It looked just like this.

This is very serious.

A Major General wounded in his office, in broad daylight!

«Maj. Gen. Nagata stabbed by Lt. Col. Aizawa at 9:40 a. m. today.

«His condition is critical».

Complete lawlessness!

What's the world coming to?

The Depression will reach us here.

If the prefectural assembly doesn't promote tourism...

inns will have to close up.

An overnight customer.

Climbing mountains?

From Tokyo?

I'm Imura, an assemblyman... among other things.

Head of the Innkeepers' Association, too. What do they think in Tokyo?

You look intelligent.

What do you think of this Army incident?

I'm an artist... those things don't interest me.

«No interest», he says!

Lots like him in Tokyo.

Can you call a geisha for me?

After the mountains, I want company.

But they've all gone to a celebration for a new highway.

Surely someone...

The music teacher's girl might come.

Is she a geisha?

No, but she helps at big parties sometimes.

Not a complete amateur.

She might come.

Call her. Anyone will do.

You should be tired... climbing mountains.

I'm not.

Excuse me.

What's the matter, Komako?

Cheer up.

- Please serve him. - Very lively!

Trying to chase the Depression away, I guess.

Pretty, isn't it?

Please take care of him. Excuse me.

They remind me of Ryogoku.

In Tokyo?

There long?

A year and a half.

I found a patron and wanted him to set me up as a dancing teacher.

- But he died. - And then?

I came back here.

I see.

A nice place... war seems far away.

- Guests all say so. - Not true?

It's not so easy.

You're a very lonely person.

Why?

Coming here alone.

What do you do?

I'm a painter.

How nice to make a living doing what you like.

Far from it. Paintings don't sell these days.

So you're lonely?

- Mine's a selfish loneliness. - Why?

My paintings don't conform to the times.

Are you escaping?

You like akebia?

You're mean; I only ate one.

- Want them? - You picked them?

- Yes, in the mountains. - Thanks, then.

Don't dirty your hands.

Take them all.

Paintings of them won't sell anyway.

Are we going to have a great war?

War? With whom?

I don't know.

- No sake for me? - Do you drink? Sorry.

I'll leave after this.

One more.

I thought you'd be livelier than this.

You're to blame. You're so quiet.

Sorry.

- Oh, lipstick. I'm sorry. - Never mind.

Pretty colour.

Very pretty.

For the akebia.

Thanks... come over here.

I'm fine here.

Working?

It's no good. I can't concentrate.

I'm sorry.

I'll do it.

I can't help but think you're very extravagant.

Perhaps.

Will you call a geisha for me?

- What do you mean? - You know.

I won't!

- We don't have that kind. - Liar!

It's true. The inn doesn't provide such service.

Call someone and talk to her yourself.

You do it.

You amaze me. Why should I?

Because we're friends.

That's being friends?

Asking me to do a thing like that!

It's a trivial thing.

- You're different today. - How so?

- You're a split personality. - I'm not too clear...

You're vile!

So I can't speak frankly to you?

- I won't stay, then. - Silly!

I mean it!

I didn't bring my bath things.

I've treated you as a friend.

If I seduced you, I might not want to see you tomorrow.

That's true.

Guests here are mostly travelers.

So if one clearly loves you but doesn't say so...

you can never forget him.

As we are now, I could even bring my family here and see you.

Yes, I understand.

But last night, when I was leaving,

you said you climbed mountains to regain your honesty.

- I did? - You were very serious.

If this is your honesty...

- Where are you going? - Never mind.

Which geisha would he want?

Someone I like.

I don't know your taste.

You choose.

I'm joking. Anyone will do.

Shall I pick someone then?

Excuse me.

Are you asleep?

Why, it's Kampei!

Not Okaru?

You're teasing.

Your feet are smooth, like a woman's!

Shy like a beginner.

Sorry to keep you waiting.

Kampei, please see to him.

Take your time.

Why, she's jealous.

Please have a drink.

They say hotel maids eat guests' leftovers.

Never touch women's, though.

Is that so?

They do it if they want to sleep with him.

Yours have been eaten a lot!

You laugh a lot.

What's this?

Catnip.

- But that's for cats. - There's a cat here.

Didn't you know? Geisha are called cats.

You're really naive.

Let's take a walk.

Take me to the post office. I must mail something today.

Oh? Is that so?

Wait for me!

Mr. Shimamura!

Happy?

You look happy.

I got my punishment. I couldn't do it.

There are flowers blooming here. How sweet. Could we pick them?

No, it'd look funny.

Nobody's looking.

Beautiful...

- Especially in a place like this. - I mean your feet!

All right?

I don't know.

You surprise me.

Mr. Shimamura!

You're here.

I feel terrible!

I'm not drunk.

I just feel awful. I know what I'm doing.

They made you drink too much again.

Work... work... I'm in pain.

Water.

What's this for?

What're you doing?

No! No! I'm going home!

- It's raining. - I'll crawl home barefoot.

That's dangerous. I'll take you.

Never mind. I'll go alone.

So here you are.

It's cold.

Come over here.

You go on and sleep.

And you?

I'll just sit here. When I feel better, I'll leave.

No! No!

I'd rather you stayed up.

What do you want?

Go to sleep! I'd rather you slept.

I feel terrible... terrible!

No, no! Didn't you say you wanted to be friends?

I won't regret it. But I'm not that sort of woman.

It can't last. You said so yourself, didn't you?

It's not my fault... it's yours.

You lost. You're the one who lost.

It's not my fault.

You're laughing at me, aren't you?

I know you are.

Don't be silly. Why should I?

It was you I wanted from the beginning.

Then why did you talk like that today?

Because you seemed too clean.

I couldn't tell you.

You say that now, but you're laughing at me inside.

If you're not now, you will later.

I'm sure.

Why do you...?

So let's forget it, shall we?

Silly. Why?

Forget it... say you'll forget it.

That's what you said then, but I didn't forget.

Why else would I come to such a cold place in December?

No snow in Tokyo yet?

Not yet.

I remember Tokyo...

I've always kept a diary.

That's useless. A waste of time.

Yes, it is.

I've given up on Tokyo. Now I'm a healthy mountain person.

So I seem more pathetic.

What did you do in Tokyo?

- Nothing. - Why?

Nobody's interested in paintings now.

So you're disgusted?

Useless to be.

- You mean even living is? - But I came to see you.

Why? Tell me why you came.

Silly. It's cold.

It's the 1 0 o'clock train.

Cold hands.

I'm going.

Go, then.

Let me stay a bit longer.

- I'll take a bath. - Please do.

Me too.

- Oh, sorry. - It's all right.

- Here too. Sorry. - It's only the masseuse.

I'm sad.

- Over becoming a geisha? - No. Because of you...

seeing you again. We must strike people as very strange.

You and I make me sad.

You never asked why I became a geisha.

I've guessed.

You feel sorry for me - is that why you didn't ask?

Probably.

Then why come here?

Why did you come? Idiot!

Sorry to wake you.

It's too early.

But I must go before the inn people get up.

Your cheeks are red with cold.

It's just that I took off my makeup!

I get warm as soon as I go to bed.

Yes, you're a warm person.

What's funny?

I'm happy, just happy.

No. Don't.

Be a good boy.

Don't be cross, like a baby.

I'm joking.

You're bad!

Sorry.

Who is it?

I don't know.

- A guest? - I don't know.

Cold?

Don't pry.

No telling what you'll find.

I thought you'd show me your diary.

- But you... - No, no, no!

I'll burn them before I die.

Ouch... you're cruel.

Some heat, please.

Yoko, bring charcoal.

From the sickroom, but fire is clean.

The thread is spun in the snow.

Then the cloth is woven and bleached in the snow.

So snow is truly the mother of chijimi cloth.

And I like it.

Is that village your birthplace?

Yes. My family still weaves it, but they're poor since father died.

My teacher was a geisha at this hot spring.

She had a stroke after serving out her contract.

And her son?

Yukio.

He always liked machines.

He went to Tokyo to work in a watch shop and go to night school.

He exhausted himself.

- There. Finished. - Thanks.

He got T. B. and came home to die.

Enough about him. Spoils my time with you.

Ah, so smooth and nice.

That's more like my Shimamura.

Komako, for Yukio.

Hurry! He wants you to stay with him.

Poor Yukio!

Mister.

Sorry about last night.

To be seen naked like that.

Shall I go with you?

- Guided by a blind woman? - Sorry.

This is a shortcut.

Poor Komako.

When the music teacher's son fell ill in Tokyo,

they say she became a geisha to pay the hospital bills.

Is that so?

Since they were engaged, I guess it couldn't be helped.

What's wrong?

Were they really engaged?

Didn't you know?

Why did you bring that man here?

Just a customer.

Just a customer? Are you sure?

Who wore this?

Why tie me down?

Why ask all these questions?

A geisha's job is to entertain customers.

You know why I became a geisha.

- It's only fair that you did. - Say that again!

- You owe it to mother and Yukio! - What?

I know all about it!

Customer, nothing! You're lying.

It's cold. Quarrelling again?

Hateful child. She's always angry about something!

Young girls are the most difficult. No outlet for their impulses.

Taking it out on me! Sorry.

What is it?

You're so cute, Kimiko. Awfully cute.

What's the matter? Homesick?

No, silly.

You're pale. Why aren't you drinking?

Yoko's your teacher's foster daughter, too?

What of it?

Why pry into my life?

You're silly.

You're not very drunk.

You're no fun. You see through everything.

You're engaged to the son?

Who told you that? When?

Just rumours.

Looks like a big snowfall tonight.

Will the trains stop?

No, the snowplow will take care of it.

Evening paper?

No, thanks.

Nothing much of interest, anyway.

No parties?

I do as I please.

Did you take those rumours seriously?

It was noble of you to pay for your fiance's medical care by becoming a geisha.

Don't! Sounds like a cheap melodrama.

I didn't become a geisha for him, but I felt I should do whatever I could.

You talk in riddles.

I'll be frank:

my teacher may have wanted us to marry,

but it was an unspoken wish. She never said a word.

He and I were both vaguely aware of her feelings.

That's all.

Do you understand? Are you listening?

- I see. Childhood friends? - Yes.

When the teacher adopted me, my family was in dire straits.

When I was sold into service in Tokyo, only Yukio saw me off.

- It's all in my diary. - Were you glad?

Of course.

If you hadn't gone, you might be married now.

- I doubt it. - Why?

I just couldn't love him.

But when he fell ill, it was too late for me to tell him.

But isn't he in love with you?

Don't worry about him!

He'll be dead soon, anyway.

You're wanted at a party.

They're calling for you.

Why tell me that? I don't care.

I won't budge.

I'm sorry.

Can't tell who's the geisha and who's the customer with today's young people!

But you shouldn't spend your nights away from home.

Why do you say that?

Why should a dying man keep me from doing as I like?

It's cold there. Come inside.

Leave me alone!

Are you awake?

The sun was already shining when I woke up.

I can't go home, so I cleaned up.

- Let's take a bath. - No, someone will see us.

It's a lovely day. Look.

It's blinding.

I'll practice my samisen. It sounds different on clear days.

Play it for me, then.

Oh, it's you, Sir.

Komako's playing.

Can you tell by the sound?

My ears are open.

I see.

But her strings are too taut today.

It's almost sad.

I can't stand it.

Go back to Tokyo.

- My taking you home made her angry. - Who?

Yoko. Never complains about my patron, though.

He lives in my home town.

He's old and rarely comes here.

Aren't you angry?

I guessed you had someone like that by the spectacles.

Why aren't you angry, then?

Forget it. It spoils the beauty of our feelings.

Let's forget such things.

What will you play for me?

Why didn't you play for me before?

I'm sorry.

'Echigo-jishi'

When's the next outbound train?

Don't worry: plenty of trains till midnight.

If she doesn't hurry, I'll miss my train.

Here, drink up.

What's she doing, the hussy?

Don't be so jealous. Put up with me.

I'm a busy man!

But let me hold your hand.

The nerve! Service will come high.

He's been very anxious.

What's the idea? I'm a busy man.

Your patron can't come this month, so I've brought you his money.

- If you don't want it, I do. - Thank you.

So there it is; I've done as I was asked.

Must hurry. I'll miss my train.

- Pay me before you go. - I'll take care of it.

Thank you.

Your special service was for free.

Kikuyu, have you been here all along?

Have I been here?

Where were you last night? Come in a minute.

Serious?

But isn't he married?

Aren't there feelings one can't help?

It's not just a case of right or wrong.

I forget everything...

when I see him.

It was a lovely sound... I played...

I played the samisen for him. It was a lovely sound.

But you're crying. You're lonely, aren't you? I know.

Shall I become a geisha too?

And have money brought to me.

And Mr. Imura's building you a restaurant?

What do you mean?

I know what's going on.

A patron and a lover are two different things.

I told him to go home.

I know he'll leave.

I'll go buy your ticket.

Thank you and please come again.

- Please take care of yourself. - Come again!

So you are going.

I can't help you by staying.

You shouldn't talk that way.

When did I ever ask you for anything?

It's wrong of you.

Or is it regret?

Don't be silly.

Then don't say such things.

Go home. Just go on home.

Be careful. You'll slip.

- How much? - Ten sen, thank you.

You're really leaving.

It's snowed a lot since I came.

The lights on the poles will be buried soon.

It gets that deep?

I'd come back to see that, but it will be crowded, and there may be avalanches.

You're extravagant.

Is that your kind of life?

Is that how I seem? Actually, my patron gives me a stipend.

You have a patron too?

Don't over-rate me.

Let's go in by the stove.

Komako!

Come right away! Yukio's worse. Hurry!

I can't. I'm seeing off a customer.

It's all right. You needn't.

- It isn't all right. You may never come back. - I will.

- Yukio's calling for you! - No!

Please let Komako come home!

Go on home.

You've no right to say that.

Please let her come home! Hurry!

I'll send her right away. You go on ahead.

What if... what if you're too late?

Please hurry! Hurry!

I won't go home!

I don't know what your relations are, but he may be dying.

He sent for you. You'll regret it all your life.

What if he dies?

He alone saw you off to Tokyo.

Shouldn't you see him off on his last journey?

No. I don't want to see him die. It's too painful.

The wicket's open.

Go home.

You seem angry.

So I won't see you off.

Goodbye.

Better hurry.

«What happened to Yukio?

«To my surprise, once on the train I nearly cried.

«Suddenly I realised I had left you.

«If I could only abandon myself to that feeling, my life would have meaning.

«But I'm always afraid I'm not my real self when I write letters.

«That's how I am.

«I'll be there for the Torioi Festival in February, without fail. «

«Without fail».

Threads spun and woven in the snow.

Washed in snow water and bleached in the snow.

Snow is truly the mother of chijimi cloth.

Hello, mother.

Well, this is a surprise.

Where are the children?

Playing somewhere, I guess.

Untidy, as usual.

- Did your patron call you here? - No.

Too bad about Yukio. His mother must be discouraged.

Is she well?

You look pale. Not sick, are you?

I think I'm pregnant.

Your patron's child? Well done.

It isn't.

Will you tell him for me?

What are you saying? Don't be silly.

- What would I say? - But I can't hide it long.

You'll have the baby?

What'll you do, though? How will you live?

- I'll manage. - You should've managed by now, then.

Don't act so naive.

You know our situation.

We'll lose this loom if you have it.

TORIOI CHILDREN'S FESTIVAL

«I'll be there for the Torioi Festival in February, without fail. «

Sister!

I'm so glad you could come, Saichiro.

You weren't home, so...

A wonder you found me here.

Come on.

Let him join us.

All right. Come on.

Your patron's finally agreed to your plan.

Thank you.

No, I want to thank you. It's good of you to leave him. It's what I had hoped.

He's old, and every time he came to see you, I was afraid...

afraid he'd have a stroke. So I'm relieved.

By the way, the house you're living in, will you vacate it?

It's been promised to a buyer in five days.

I know it's difficult with the paralysed teacher there.

But you understand, and that's how life is, anyway. Ah, my work is done.

I'm leaving, but I'll be back in a few days.

Komako! I've been transferred. Take care of my sister.

He wrote, but he didn't come, did he?

He made a fool of you.

I hate you.

I did everything I could for Yukio and his mother.

Don't you understand that?

Everything you did was bad for him.

Why do you say that?

You made Yukio suffer. You're bad!

UNPRECENTED CRISIS IN IMPERIAL CAPITAL

UNPRECENTED CRISIS IN IMPERIAL CAPITAL The officers tried many times to advise the troops to return to their regiments,

The officers tried many times to advise the troops to return to their regiments,

but their advice was spurned.

The reason the uprising was not speedily quelled...

was an effort to avert the tragedy of bloodshed,

which drastic measures would certainly have provoked.

The insurgents were ordered back to their regiments,

but they defied their country's orders.

And, as a last resort, military force...

It's a revolution.

- Lucky we're not living in Tokyo. - You're right.

These are Kikuya's farewell cakes, aren't they?

She says she's retiring, but it's really that she's ashamed to stay here.

- Why is that? - Her patron... - Imura?

He built her a restaurant, but when it was done she refused it.

She had found a lover.

But then he ran away.

She can't say she wants the restaurant now,

so she'll go somewhere else and start over again.

She's a fool. Should've kept both.

You'll really see me off?

- It's so hard to say goodbye. - I'm sorry.

You left your patron, but your man didn't come, did he?

Thanks for the treat.

I waited so for trains from Tokyo.

But now it's better if he doesn't come. I've changed, and I have so many debts.

Yoko's a burden, too.

I thought I was pregnant.

I thought I'd raise his child so carefully. Seems almost funny now.

I didn't know. I'm amazed.

- But I wasn't pregnant. - After all that!

They want you to hurry to the party.

- I won't go. - Hurry.

You can't be so choosy since your teacher's gone. To work!

I won't forget you. Goodbye.

Good day.

Excuse me.

Good day.

What's the matter?

I came to see you.

Tokyo people lie.

Want some help, Yoko?

You've got the wrong girl.

Surprised?

Will you wait on him? Thanks.

No, thank you.

Why not?

Geisha only have to pour drinks.

- I didn't come for this. - Why have you come now?

I'm selfish. The snow country is the only place I can come.

Why didn't you answer my letter?

How could I write a letter your wife might see?

- I understand. - Understand? What do you understand?

- I can't tell you if you press me so. - Why not?

Do you know how I feel?

How do you mean?

My wife knows.

But I felt I couldn't be sure of myself till I saw you.

Why didn't you come to the Torioi Festival?

If you're willing, I ...

No. You're the type of person who comes only once a year. Leave it that way.

Why?

I've changed. I'm a hard-working geisha.

- Yukio died. Then his mother died. Then... - Then?

- Then what? - Nothing.

I'm really working hard. And I must, so please don't stand in my way.

- Have I changed? - No.

You're lying. I hate you.

One side's gotten so much bigger.

Your patron's well?

Very, very well.

I'm really working hard. Don't stand in my way.

Where are you going?

Let's visit Yukio's grave.

Why should you go?

Don't be angry.

I want to tell him my feelings.

Do as you please... but I haven't gone once.

Is that true?

Yes. Not once.

Now that my teacher's buried there too, I feel guilty.

But I can't start going now. It would be false.

I can't be honest with the living...

but at least I am with the dead.

Excuse me.

Komako sent this.

I'll come later. - Komako

Oh, you're working here?

For a month now. Komako disapproves.

You'll probably be working late tonight.

When do you go back to Tokyo?

Please take me with you.

I really want to go. My brother thinks I should, too.

You've asked Komako?

No. I hate her, so I haven't told her.

You don't hate me?

Why did you visit Yukio's grave?

Why?

To tell him my feelings honestly.

I thought so.

It doesn't excuse me.

Better than being silent.

Just take me as far as Tokyo. A woman can get along on her own.

What did you do in Tokyo before?

I was a nurse.

In a nursing school or working in a hospital?

I just wanted to be a nurse.

So you still want to study?

Not anymore.

Why?

There was only one person for me to nurse. I can't any more.

I see. That was Yukio, wasn't it?

Why do you hate Komako?

She should have nursed him.

She wouldn't, so I did.

But he died.

Don't you hate her becoming so dissolute?

I think it can't be helped.

Be good to Komako. Please be good to her.

What are you doing?

You said to come.

Go if you're through.

What a look!

She's losing her mind!

Why do you say that?

One minute she's crying and then singing the next.

She's convinced you and Yukio were engaged.

She's frighteningly determined.

Probably hopelessly jealous.

She loved him.

But she hid her feelings, because of you.

You think so too?

You knew?

That's why she hates me.

- There's more. - What?

You like her, don't you?

Did you buy these?

Yoko gave them to me.

Look. Aren't they cute?

Look... Remember?

What?

Yoko's a painful burden to me.

For how much longer?

There's nothing I can do about it. So it's work, work, work.

If we committed suicide, what would Yoko say?

I've never met her, but I can see your wife's face.

Then hers and Yoko's become one. I hear your children's voices.

I want you to come and see the house I moved into.

This is the geisha house where I'm hired out.

But I'm their only geisha.

I'm an employee here, so I use candles to read by late at night.

I mustn't waste electricity.

They're very kind to me.

When the baby cries, the mother takes it outside so I can sleep.

But I hate crooked bedding.

When I come home late the bed's made, but it depresses me.

That's your personality.

Even here, I want to be as neat and clean as possible.

Yoko and I live here together, but sometimes we don't speak for 4 or 5 days.

Where are you?

Heating a drink for you.

I'd rather have a cigarette.

They're in the small box on the cabinet.

Some from customers and some party leftovers.

Almost every brand.

I quit smoking, though.

Oh, but I don't have a match. No need for them myself.

What are you doing?

- Put out the light. - Not yet!

Strange man!

I want to imagine you reading.

My contract's for four years.

- I see now. - What?

Why you brought me here.

To tell me you want me to go home...

and that we'll both be unhappy if I stay?

If you see, why do you do such things?

No. Let me go.

Are you going?

Go, then.

I won't see you off.

Cut it! Cut it for me!

Cut what?

This.

Scissors?

I tried to cut the string myself, but my hands won't work.

Cut it. I want to wash my hair. Here.

You're drunk.

Yes, I drank alone. I feel terrible.

Like fire.

Yes, a pillow of fire. It'll burn you.

Cut it here... Hurry!

That feels good.

What... I feel terrible... what time is it?

It's three o'clock.

Don't cut my hair!

Oh, that feels good!

As if a heavy load flew away.

You're a good person.

Why? That's funny.

You just are.

Why am I?

You just are.

I am, am I?

You came... You came back... You really did.

When did you get up?

Yoko came looking because I didn't go home.

What are you talking about?

No kimono to wear.

It's cold. I'm sleepy.

You're selfish.

You said I was a good girl.

Why am I good?

I understand all your feelings.

What do you mean by that?

How did you get away with that?

You say things like that, but you've been laughing at me all the time.

What are you talking about?!

If you stay, I'll keep coming back... and lose to you.

You... humiliate me!

- You're mistaken. - How?

Yes, I've twisted things.

Pitiful woman!

I'm leaving.

The only way I can make amends is to stay away from the snow country.

Then why should a person who's leaving tell me I'm a good girl?

I'm going to cry. I'll cry again tonight. I can't sleep.

Listen... about Yoko...

She asked me to take her to Tokyo.

Yesterday, suddenly.

Why didn't you tell me last night?

To think it over.

What will you do?

- I'll take her. - You will?

If you trust me.

Did I hear right?

I want to help you.

That may be the only thing I can do for you. All right?

All right! Take her! Anywhere!

I hated you when I first met you!

You said such strange things; I thought you were awful.

Do you know why I haven't told you till now?

If you've made a woman say these things, it's all over. Understand?

If you've made a woman say these things, it's all over!

Yoko, where are you going?

Can't say, can you?

- The movies. I'm going to the movies. - Liar!

What's the meaning of this? Why did you ask him to take you to Tokyo?

To take him away from you!

What did you say? Say that again!

To get revenge for Yukio's sufferings!

- Komako? - Take her anywhere you please.

Take her!

I can't stand it.

I'm no good, after all...

- Fire! Fire! - Where?

In the cocoon storehouse?

Our children went to the movies there!

Yoko went too.

A fire!

Can you stay here, even if this place burns?

- Yes. - Really?

Really.

So you're really a good person after all.

Fire! Komako, poor Yoko!

What is it, Komako?

- If she died, my life would be easier... - What are you saying?!

Such a fire!

It's terrible about Yoko!

What happened?

She jumped from the second storey!

She'll go crazy... Yoko!

Komako! Calm down!

You go back to Tokyo! Go back to Tokyo!

Then it'll be all right.

It'll be all right.

She... she'll go crazy!

It's terrible!

Komako said it would be better for Yoko to burn to death.

Eh? What's that?

But she panicked... and ran to help.

More debt for her.

«Poor Yoko...

«I'm sure she meant to lighten your burden by going to Tokyo.

«But she only made it much heavier.

«The last snows of the year must be falling there now.

«You and she will go on living in their midst.

«Your fate is too cruel, but it seems futile to defy it.

«I shall refrain from doing what I have no confidence in... «

Yoko, tie my sash.

I drank so much, my hands are shaking.

You won't?

Put it out!

I can't go anywhere with my face like this.

You haven't forgiven me yet, have you?

But he won't ever come again.

We almost committed suicide together...

but now we'll never meet again.

Know why?

Because of me?

Yes. So I'll have to be a geisha until I die.

But it's all right...

because I met the one man I love.

I'm satisfied.

Yoko, I love Shimamura.

I love him, I love him. I really love him!

Say that to Yukio!

You loved Yukio. You say it.

But he loved you.

He loved you!

I'll be here like this when you come back!

I'll be here like this when you come back!