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The Embryo Hunts In Secret

"The day when was born perishes!

Because I am not dead in the uterus

Because l/you/they have not exhaled

done just go out of the womb?

(From the Sacred Bible, book of Job)

Directed by Koji Wakamatsu

Rain, strong rain even more

- Not here! - We will go to my home.

Is this your apartment? But it is empty!

Does it surprise you?

If I had me an apartment this way I would furnish him/it.

They are all so the apartments of the alone men?

I don't live here always it.

- I can make a bath? - I make to heat the water.

That is his/her portrait,

it is identical.

Have frightened me!

He/she will still want us some for the bath

- As you call yourself? - Yuka

A nice name, true?

Also her he/she will wear the white suit,

she will have soon also desire to be a child.

Dear, have ended the bath!

Resemble a lot her,

they are two drops of water.

Does it excite yourself this way?

Stop her/it.

Till now with how many men you have been?

Stupid.

With how many men you have been?

I always ask him/it the first time,

with how many men you have been?

I don't remember,

seven, eight...

Every time this way?

Hurt me!

I have asked you if you/he/she has been every time this way.

It depends... .

Times give.

- Shit! - No!

You do plain.

You give...

Fast.

The women always say this way.

I hate you!

The gets drunk you/he/she is passed.

Here is the sleep aid.

I have to go for the novas.

You awake me.

We do at eleven and half o'clock, I cannot arrive late.

- Tomorrow you don't work, true? - No, I have an appointment.

You can tell me everything.

Thing?

Jokes?

After all we are not making the love in this dirty apartment?

To the marriage you have come with a dependent of my great store?

- No, with a client. - Not to frequent similar scoundrels.

Those it has a vulgar look, me ago alone disgust to think of us.

I know few about you.

What do you know?

What do you know about me?

I know that you are our manager Marukido.

What beautiful are.

I had already felt to speak of you

and I already liked you.

I know that you don't like the women,

but the ragazzines (girls/boys).

You come here.

How nice, you resemble her really.

Do you desire me?

I will now love you up to make to cry you.

If you want to run away, you have to now do him/it.

Those as they do you me disgust!

You are only a snotty order,

You are dirty, but you from the lady air.

I now make you see that the women as you they are only dogs.

Things that I can forgive exist and others that I cannot forgive.

Those as you are sacks of shit, they don't know how to distinguish.

For you that it means to make the love?

Do you understand at least those that you do?

You work to the department suits for man.

Then you know how to count the pairs of sock,

you know if they are so many or few, if the price is tall or low.

Only this you understand,

if it is to the fashion, garish or sober.

The dogs are different, they know how to count only up to three.

If they give birth to four pups

and they steal him of it one,

they rub because they have remained three of them,

but if they steal him of it another and they find again two,

they become angry and they despair him.

Those as you are as the dogs,

also knowing how to count, they don't understand the difference among one and two,

if you raise him of it two you/he/she is ended,

but until you raise him of it one, everything is all right.

And' as the army of once,

they thrilled him to gather the troops,

to form a line from left to the right.

In the system of the National unity,

who went out of the ranks he was also able lasciar (let go, give up) to die,

there was not badly after all anything of.

This is the rationalism what it permeates your hearts.

But there is an irrational thing

what it follows you from the birth,

this body is yours greater irrationality.

Because of this meat, what shit is a lot of only,

you call the meat "Nature" and you forget the rest.

Correct?

For those that don't distinguish his/her parents from his/her/their brothers,

the meat, the love, the piss, the dung, the humanity,

I have this whip of the love received by the gods almighty.

With my pure blood

I will recompose your meat and your soul separated.

It looks, this is your face.

Does it resemble you, true?

And' the mortuary mask of my wife, that has escaped.

And' run away,

one year ago, saying that it would have put to the light a child.

How do I have to tell you him? I don't want you to have children.

All do and they raise children, but I don't want.

For this I have made to operate, don't have children.

Also for you it would be terrible

and above all it would be him/it for our child.

The physician's certificate what you/he/she has operated me you have seen him.

And' against nature!

I could not bear a pain this way.

I want one child of mine!

No.

- A solo. - Have said of no!

Liar!

L/you/they have gone to the hospital.

The physician has explained me

what if you make another operation

you will return as before and you can have children.

Idiot!

I want seriously a child!

Have told him/it you of no!

You do as it seem you.

A child all my, a solo.

One or two, don't change anything.

- Selfish. - Cries her/it.

Anything me face, you don't understand me.

Cries her/it.

And then me...

- I want to be him/it mother. - Cries her/it.

I want to change the diapers to wash him, the vestitinis, to give him so much milk.

Who are you?

Of whom want to give birth to a child?

You want to make the love with one any and to be an any child?

I don't allow you him!

It is all right.

I accept that in your belly something grows to the calduccio,

because when he is in the abdomen he is happy.

The warmth of the maternal abdomen

it is a true beatitude, it is the heaven.

But that there is not alone,

it would be beautiful if it ended everything of them.

When his/her child is born,

it passes from the abdomen of his/her/their mother to this world,

from a happy world to this hell this valley of tears.

It crosses

A dark and narrow passage toward this world

full of wounds and of blood.

And' a hell, it is the true pain of the hell.

And you think about being able to bear all this?

That woman was also so,

a dog that didn't understand anything to the infuori of the numbers.

I cannot forgive those as you.

As the dogs they don't know how to count over three,

this way you understand not you same

and you cannot admit that the birth it is divine, but appalling.

Not results to believe us.

You are intelligent, you should understand what I tell you.

I don't want to kill yourself.

I won't wake up only you at eleven o'clock and half but every half-hour.

I will slowly train you.

I don't like the sows, but the nice girls,

of a shining purity.

- What times l/you/they am? - The ten.

What badly!

Saint Sky, that you have done?

Forget him/it.

You have reduced me this way and should I forget?

Don't become rabid you.

You will be also the manager, but to reduce me so...

Because you have reduced me this way?

I wanted to make to take back you pure habits, from woman.

That is terrible!

Silent!

- Lf you want to cry plain fault. - As, cry plain!

It suits you this way?

Jokes?

You are a poor woman, let's not give yourself lady air,

you are the laughingstock of the boys of the great store.

Stop her/it with the comedy.

As it would be the laughingstock?

Do they take me around?

The I don't take around you.

You have done of worse.

You are not happy?

And' for your his/her own good.

What do you say? Stop!

I am a woman, don't take I play you of me!

I say seriously.

Anything else other than young master, single and beautiful,

one be alone repugnant perverse!

Thing?

I have given you 30,000 yen, they are wounded from nothing.

You try to deceive paying me to me.

- I am bad and childish. - Leave me!

I pray you!

You guiro that I won't be worse.

You can use my apartment as you want,

I can also give you him.

Thing?

You are only an impotent man,

but you sell off yourself for a virile man.

You are the type that makes him rub his wife from another.

Do I resemble to yours ex wife?

Raise him/it from the head,

despite the appearances, I am a modern girl.

You take advantage of it to replace me with yours ex wife?

You have made the accounts without the innkeeper.

What you/he/she can do one whom doesn't understand nothing of men and women?

Prick!

Stupid!

Leave me!

Crazy, leave me!

Stop!

It screams as also you want, I now systematize you me.

Listen well to me,

you are an insolent.

Are they you disgusting my money?

I will tear you of back your repugnant pride.

You are a sow, a dirty bitch.

Until you don't obey me, your master,

I won't give you to eat and you cannot complain.

I will re-educate you to the purity.

You cannot go out of this place,

this is everything of your universe.

Will you do as do I tell you?

If you perform the orders I will give you the water,

but if you won't do him/it,

I will shave you the hats, I will tear you the fingernails

and I will strangle you!

A my child, to make to be born one fruit of mine...

You/he/she cannot be my child.

I beg you, tell me him.

Of who child is?

Tell me him!

Of this footstep you will learn to understand that that you see.

I am your master,

I am angry,

I don't like as you make the blandishments.

Go!

You go to take the dead bodies tortured and stamped on

of my mother and of my wife.

Sow!

Dog!

It recovers the lost time,

avenge me.

What do you want?

What of it of the woman of the dreams is, body from three money?

Doesn't forgive.

L/you/they have been betrayed,

from so much by now.

The head of Queen Maria Antoinette rolled on the gibbet

in front of a crowd, for street of the blade of the guillotine

what you/he/she has drunk the blood of thousand of people.

My mother, after the war,

in full moral crisis and with the nerves shaken he committed suicide,

hanging himself/herself/itself to the tallest peg of the staircase of the store.

Mother!

Have to put her/it to us everybody!

Faster.

Still!

Firm.

You hold.

Good.

Help!

Assassin!

Stop!

Don't try to escape again,

next time I kill you.

For me the greatest absurdity

it is the fact to have been born.

Because l/you/they were born?

Mother,

because l/you/they have gone out of your abdomen?

Because you have given birth to me?

Because I have suffered so much?

You are my wife, you belong me

and you have involved some sinister I individualize!

Don't be true!

whore!

Who has brought away you?

It is not a man...

only a child.

A child?

I wanted only a child!

What is the Nature?

The rain falls, the thunders follow him,

the men are born, they die.

Mother, was in heat...

and also this is nature.

The women love the nature and they surrenders to his/her laws,

imagining himself/herself/itself free they are turned into beasts,

in beasts...

Mother,

in the cave of stalactites of your abdomen you have fed me,

you have taken conscience of me.

Mammalian that live after all to a cave of stalactites,

what they wag the tail and they rub him the head.

What did you ask? Of thing you were afraid?

Dog.

I am him/it me,

I don't want anything.

I want only to breathe,

if I am hungry I you to the throat doing only an of it bit.

I am not afraid.

To the beginning I was afraid,

I wanted that I loved me.

I now try only contempt for you,

you are a nothingness.

Do you want me?

What do you want from me?

- You want your mother? - Stupid whore!

I want him/it a woman all for me, what l/you/he/she accept everything of me

and I will succeed there if I will do of you a wife.

In front of me you turn yourself into a dog,

you are really a dog.

- I introduce you to my mother. - No!

I repeat him/it to you, are a dog!

Be a dog!

What are you?

What are you?

- Him... - You thing?

I am a dog.

What are you?

A dog.

The dog of whom?

Yours.

Good.

Here is the man that you looked for.

This the man, my child's father!

The physician has said:

"If it desires so much a child,

applies to the artificial insemination."

The artificial insemination?

You are my husband,

my irreplaceable husband,

but I desired a child

what a solo a perfect sperm you/he/she can make to be born.

You have not given me a child,

despite I loved a lot me.

A child,

I wanted a child!

Don't be true!

Possession a child...

Don't be true!

Don't be true!

You have been good of it.

My magnificent dog,

dog without experience, enslaved without experience.

This way it is my life and the woman of my life,

I have seen the true form of it...

If you do the good one you free.

Do you go?

I won't return,

I will give birth to my child.

Be well me.

Return, I pray you!

Don't give birth!

If you swear that you don't escape, I raise you the rope.

No, surely you would run away.

My wife has wanted to run away,

that sow.

Firm!

You take.

That is a violation of the human rights!

You don't want children, but I want to be mother.

Of what are you afraid?

You are crazy.

And so...

I have made terrible things,

but I will do of you my wife.

Be my only woman!

Will we do so, true?

You sleep, beautiful child.

In the garden and in the lawn

the birdies and the sheep

they will make the whole nanna...

Accursed!

Help!

Till now you have made the comedy, I don't admit him/it!

What happens?

Nothing, is the television.

Here are the bills

of the gas and of the water.

You wait for an instant.

Because to run away? To do what?

Every morning to rub him the eyes full of sleep, to wash him the teeth,

then to slip himself/herself/themselves the stockings, those less ruined

and to throw himself/herself/themselves to the shop.

To hide yawns him

and to be the whole standing day.

This I am me.

And this man as it will change me?

It gives me some money, it tells me that I am able way of living in this apartment.

According to you thing will happen?

Won't happen anything.

Look!

These hands, this breast, these legs

they do all it departs my body, I am mei,

to buy and to sell they are things that I know.

Stupid!

I had thought about forgiving you.

You have made a bad comedy.

Accursed whore!

Forgive me!

Forgives you,

but first I make you become a true stray dog.

Whore!

I am going to kill you,

I hang you as my mother.

As my mother, lover,

what not holding up my look you/he/she hangs himself/herself,

the throat tightening himself/herself/itself.

Perfect,

it is what I looked for.

What do you do?

Who do you look for?

What do you look for?

What do I look for?

I look for a woman,

all of a woman, beautiful and good as my mother.

- Your mother is only a woman. - It is not true.

I want my mother!

Yuka, will make now you be well.

You feel like running away, don't you?

- You have desire, say him/it. - I want to run away.

Shit,

cannot run away!

You hold,

the last drop of alcohol.

Drink!

Drink!

Accursed!

Whore!

Not do go, pray you.

Him you...

I kill!

I kill you!

Mother!

Child, child...

tomorrow fa'che is beautiful...

THE END