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MUHOMATSU, THE RICKSHAW MAN

Production TOMOYUKI TANAKA

Screenplay MANSAKU ITAMI and HIROSHI INAGAKI

based on the original novel by SHUNSAKU IWASHITA

Photography KAZUO YAMADA Artistic Director HIROSHI UEDA

Lighting ICHIRO IHARA Musician IKUMA DAN

Assistant Director TERUO MARU Editor YOSHITAMI KUROIWA

Sound YOSHIO NISHIKAWA NAOSHI SHIMONAGA

Starring

TOSHIRO MIFUNE

HIDEKO TAKAMINE

HIROSHI AKUTAGAWA CHOKO IIDA, CHISHU RYU

HARUO TANAKA, JUNE TATARA NOBOU NAKAMURA

SEIJI MIYAGUCHI, CHIEKO NAKAKITA ICHIRO ARISHIMA

BOKUZEN HIDARI, YOSHIO TSUCHIYA KENJI KASAHARA, YOSHIO KOSUGI

Director HIROSHI INAGAKI

1897 KOKURA, KYUSHU

Sonny! Sonny!

Come home right now!

You haven't cleaned the lamps yet!

If you're not a good boy, then the police will...

Look, here comes a policeman.

Come on.

Is Old Mama in?

Why, it's you, sir.

Hello.

Bring a cushion for him.

Don't bother.

I hear that Matsugoro has returned. Is that right?

I'm talking about Wild Matsu!

Is that so?

This hot weather isn't going away.

It must be making your work difficult.

- Bring tea, boy. - Don't change the subject.

Is Matsugoro staying with you or not? Answer me.

You know very well what happened to Matsugoro.

After last year's incident, he was banished from Kokura.

No need to tell me that.

I'm not asking about what happened last year.

Matsugoro has been back in this area since three days ago.

The news came from a reliable source.

My head.

Don't pretend you haven't heard.

He got into a fight in Kurosaki and came back here.

We've already followed his trail.

Matsugoro got into a fight?

Oh, my. With whom did he fight?

Damn! Damn it!

Boy...

Boy!

Boy! Come up here!

Fool.

Oh, dear. It's no good pretending now. I'm sorry, sir.

But what I tell you now is no lie.

For three days, that tough Matsugoro has lain in bed

burning up with a high fever.

He was moaning and mumbling in his sleep until a few minutes ago.

Where are you taking that?

To Matsugoro?

He asked for the tobacco tray?

Matsugoro wants it?

The tobacco tray?

Are you sure?

Take it to him.

He was moaning with fever. Now he wants tobacco.

It seems my story doesn't hold water.

The circumstances don't look good.

But listen, sir.

Matsugoro is in his sickbed with a grave injury.

That's really the truth.

If you don't believe me, I'd rather die.

Boy! Where are you going?

What? He wants udon noodles?

Matsugoro does?

Six? He wants six bowls of udon?

Things don't look as you say, Old Mama.

I'd better not say any more. I don't understand what's going on.

Well, now I know he's here.

I didn't come to arrest him. Don't worry.

I'm relieved to hear that.

But do you know with whom Matsugoro fought?

It was the kendo master of the Wakamatsu Police Department.

Oh, dear! No wonder he got beat up.

And one, two...

Well, this is quite a gathering.

One, two, three, four, five and six.

All together, six bowls of udon.

Look, Matsugoro.

You were in bed for three days.

Then suddenly you woke up.

And the rumor in the neighborhood

is that you ate 16 bowls of udon.

Mr. One-two,

Matsugoro was just telling us

the full details of the fight.

The full story?

Well, I can't miss that.

All right, then. Let's hear it.

We've got a nosy talker, Matsugoro.

Don't mind him and continue.

Well, I'll go ahead with the story.

That day, I left Ashiya in the morning

and then stopped by many places.

So it was almost sundown when I reached Kurosaki.

Hey, rickshaw man!

How much to Wakamatsu?

Well, it's out of the way. I'd have to charge you at least 50 sen.

50 sen? That's too expensive. I'll pay you 40 sen.

- I can't do it for 40 sen. - 40 sen is enough.

Mister, I'm tired.

Why don't you take another rickshaw?

I don't see any other rickshaw.

Just do as I say.

What do you mean by laying your hand on my rickshaw?

I need a ride. Don't you get it?

No!

I won't give a ride to an idiot like you. Hands off!

- What? Stop! - Out of my way.

Stop, you!

I did stop. Now what?

Why did you insult your customer?

Are you picking a fight with me?

I'm a bit of a legend in Kokura.

I'm the famous Wild Matsu!

So what?

Nothing. But here's the first move!

No! Stop!

After that I just cried in pain.

I see.

By the way, who do you think that man was?

I don't know.

The man you fought

was the kendo master of the Wakamatsu Police.

How do you know?

The policeman told me.

You were just no match for him.

Fighting is his job!

No wonder it hurt so much!

Coming through!

The Sangoro Kawakami Troupe presents a heroic tale of the Sino-Japanese War:

Jukichi Harada's storming of the Hyonmu Gate.

Step right up!

TOKIWAZA THEATER

The play is about to start.

- I appreciate it. - For what?

Let me take a peek.

Isn't it too early to crash the gate?

This isn't a tent-troupe play like the ones you're used to seeing.

Come after 9:00. Then I'll let you see an act or two.

Is that right? This play isn't for the likes of me, eh?

Well, sorry I bothered you.

Step right up!

Look, I'm a Kokura rickshaw man.

So what?

Nothing, really.

It's just that no theater in Kokura ever turned away a Kokura rickshaw man.

- You go ahead. - All right.

Step right up!

First-class guest coming in.

First-class guest.

Step right up!

Candies, snacks, rice crackers.

Candies, snacks, rice crackers.

Programs for sale.

Programs for sale!

Sweet rolls and rice crackers.

- Put them all in! - All right.

Just dump 'em!

Ready.

All right.

Oh! The smell!

It's garlic! This is unbearable!

Should I put in Chinese chives too?

Sure. Go ahead.

Wow! This is something!

It stinks! This is awful!

Stop this prank!

Shut up! You can watch the play even if it stinks!

- Toast this! - Okay.

This isn't a kitchen! Do your cooking at home!

Listen!

If you want to make a stink, come down here!

Face up to Wild Matsu.

I paid for this box seat. What I cook in here is my business!

Right you are!

I am right, aren't I? You see my point.

Listen! If you want to make a fuss, come over here!

Throw more in!

It's getting strong. Here you go!

It's them!

- There! - Damn it!

What are you doing?

Can't you see? We're making a dish to go with the sake!

You're making the other guest suffer. We have to ask you to leave.

What's the problem? I'm just cooking what I like!

Nobody cooks food in box seats these days!

Except in some tent theaters.

Throw them out!

What did you say?

You dare to throw Wild Matsu out?

Damn you!

You bastard!

Son of a bitch!

- No, please! - Eat!

You bastard!

Son of a bitch! Take this!

Take this and this!

Come and get me!

Excuse me. Coming through.

Here's a mediator.

- That's Toyozo Yuki. - Yuki?

He's famous for construction in Dairi.

Thank you.

Thank you for stopping the fight so quickly.

Now, I believe you are Matsugoro.

What? You'll fight with me?

Well, I would if it were necessary.

But I think we can settle this in a different way.

Let me introduce myself. I'm called Toyozo Yuki.

You may have grievances,

but would you let me handle the situation?

In theory,

it's wrong to get a free pass to a theater because of who you are.

However, for ages, the happi coat of a Kokura rickshaw man

has been treated like the business card of a newspaper reporter.

So it is a tradition.

People have kept this tradition.

There must be some kind of history behind it.

When the ticket-collector suddenly takes it upon himself to ignore it,

then it's natural that it will cause trouble.

However, Matsugoro,

to be honest, I'm not impressed with the way you reacted, either.

I understand your frustration very well.

However,

you caused a great deal of trouble

to theater guests who had nothing to do with your grievance.

How do you intend to make amends to them?

You two parties can make peace here,

and that will settle the matter between you.

But the inconvenience that the theater guests suffered

will not be erased by that.

What do you think about that, Matsugoro?

I didn't think about that.

- Well, Matsugoro? - I will apologize.

I apologize.

Great.

I'm impressed.

I've never seen such a straightforward man.

Your apology just about erased your sin against the theater guests.

Now, you'll allow me to settle the matter?

There is nothing to allow. I'm just...

Well, then it's settled.

I'm glad that my mediation wasn't in vain.

Call for sake.

VICTORY CELEBRATION OF THE RUSSO-JAPANESE WAR

Hey! Can you climb up here?

I don't want to. I'm scared.

You're scared? What a chicken!

Sonny, there's nothing to be scared of.

You're a boy. Come on, climb up.

Rickshaw man! What are you doing there?

It's not our fault!

It's not my fault!

Hey, boys...

It hurts! It hurts!

Sonny.

You're a boy. Don't cry like a baby.

Come on. Can you stand up?

It hurts.

Where does it hurt?

- Does it hurt here? - Yes.

Where does he live?

He lives in the samurai district.

I see.

All right, sonny. What's your father's name?

KOTARO YOSHIOKA

- He lives here. - This is the house?

Hello!

- Hello! - Coming.

Don't cry.

Did something happen to Toshio?

Toshio, what's the matter?

It's nothing serious, ma'am. But you should take him to a doctor.

Please, will you take him to Dr. Hachisuga?

I'll follow you right away.

It's off the track.

Toshio, you were injured honorably.

Do you feel pain?

No? I heard that you cried a great deal.

I didn't cry!

You didn't? Well, I wonder.

I heard crying that sounded like you even from inside the barracks.

I cried a little bit, actually.

See? Now you're owning up to it.

Dear, change your clothes.

I'm sorry for letting him get hurt while you were away.

Don't be. It's natural for boys to get minor injuries.

What was the name of the rickshaw man who gave you help?

Well, I don't know his name.

He wouldn't tell me.

Then did you pay him for his trouble?

Well, actually...

What is it?

Well...

It isn't much, but please take it.

I can't take that, ma'am.

Why not?

It's just a token of my gratitude.

No, I can't. I didn't help you so I could charge for it.

I'll be scolded by my husband if you don't take it. So please.

No, no, ma'am.

Though I'm a nobody, I'd like to be of help to others once in a while.

So let me simply leave today.

That's an unusual man for these days.

I'd like to know his name at least.

The woman at the hardware store knew his name.

His name is Matsugoro. He works out of a nearby rickshaw depot.

He's called Matsugoro? You mean Wild Matsu?

You know him?

Yes. I do, indeed.

Oh, what a coincidence.

What's so funny?

He's quite a character.

You must remember that time

when General Oku returned to Kokura to visit his family grave last spring.

Yes, I do.

The general traveled

from the station to Sakai Machi on Matsugoro's rickshaw.

Is that right?

But there's more.

Let's have some sake first.

Let's eat.

Tell me the rest. What happened?

Well,

the general gave a lecture to the children at the elementary school.

And he was about to get on the rickshaw.

Banzai! Banzai!

- You know the next stop? - Yes, yes, I do.

Rickshaw man, do you know my next stop?

I said I do. How many times do I have to tell you?

Don't worry. I've been briefed on all your stops.

Did he say anything rude, sir?

No, not at all. Nothing's the matter.

Let's go.

All right.

I was watching, and found his bluntness shocking.

General Oku was the commander of the victorious second force.

But Matsugoro spoke casually to the glorious man:

"I know where you're going."

He didn't even say "sir." It was shocking.

Really.

The rickshaw man became the talk of the regiment.

I asked around and found out

that he's a well-known man called Wild Matsu.

He seems to be a storied man.

I should invite him for sake to thank him.

That's a good idea.

Matsugoro is out at the moment.

Perhaps I can help you.

Oh, he's back.

Hey, Matsugoro!

Ma'am, how is your son?

Thank you for everything yesterday.

He's much better today.

If you have time, could you take him to the doctor again?

Yes, ma'am.

I can go right away.

Yes, please.

I'll give you a ride to your home.

No, that's all right.

It's only a short distance. Walking would be just as fast.

- Really? Come on, take a ride. - No, thank you.

You are descendants

Of the nobles of the Taira Clan

We are descendants of hunting warriors

Of the Nasu army

Daihachiro Nasu

Tsurutomi...

What's wrong, Matsugoro? Continue.

Let me pour you some sake first.

Don't try to evade. Come on, continue.

Yes, yes. I will continue.

But I feel awkward in front of the madam.

My, do you dislike me so?

Then I shall return to the back room. Have some sake.

- Is Toshio in bed? - Yes, he went to bed early.

Good.

Hey, Matsugoro!

Drink up. No need to be reserved.

For some reason, I really like you.

Have more.

I feel a bit drunk.

Yoshiko, it feels a little chilly. Close the doors on the veranda.

They are closed.

Really?

Excuse me, Matsugoro. I'm going to lie down a bit.

Sure, please.

Are you feeling sick?

No, I don't feel sick.

- Hey, Matsugoro. - Yes, sir.

Listen.

If you were in the military, you would have made a major general.

- Too bad. - No.

What do you mean?

If I were in the military, I would have made a general.

I see. I sold you short. My mistake.

It really feels chilly.

What's the matter with you?

It's very warm tonight.

You have a high fever.

No, that can't be.

I'll bring a thermometer.

He was coming down with a cold.

Then he got wet in the rain during the drills.

Tell the doctor he has a fever of 104.

He would probably make a house call.

I'll make him come.

Also, please get eight pounds of ice.

- Do you need a bucket? - No, I'll tie a rope around it.

- I'll be back in no time. - Thank you.

KOTARO YOSHIOKA LATE CAPTAIN OF THE ARMY

It seems like a dream.

The captain died too soon, while a nobody like me is still living.

Please say no more, Matsugoro.

My husband is no longer with us, and I intend not to dwell on his death.

From now on, I will devote my life to my son.

- I will live for him. - You're right. That's as it should be.

But one thing that worries me is that he's not as strong as his father.

Physically and mentally, he's not as tough as his father.

Your son is still a little boy.

You can raise him into a strong man.

There's nothing to worry about.

Do you think so?

Can I, a woman, raise him to be strong?

Yes, of course you can.

If I were a man of some learning, I could be of help to you.

But I'm just a rickshaw man. I'm useless to you.

No, don't say that.

I beg a favor of you.

When you have time, please help him become strong.

Of course, I'll do whatever I can.

That's rather an important duty.

This can't be easily fixed.

Let me finish my job with that customer. Wait for me here.

Don't go anywhere, all right? I'll be right back.

Uncle Matsu! It's freezing!

Hey, sonny. School is over?

Look at you. Your cheeks are bright red.

Are you really cold with your cheeks like that?

But I am!

What happened to your legs?

What? These?

I get these when I don't work and just sit by the fire day after day.

I see. Do they hurt?

No, not at all.

- What about now? - No, it doesn't hurt.

Then what about now?

It feels like a fly tickling me.

Then this must hurt.

Ah, that feels good.

Don't lie. I'm sure that hurt.

Even if it hurts really bad, I won't cry like you.

That's because you're a grown-up.

You must of cried when you were a boy.

No, I never cried.

You're a liar! There's no child who doesn't cry.

Well, there were times I cried.

But I wasn't a cry-baby like you.

There was only one time I couldn't stop crying.

Sonny, try this.

- What is it? - A pickled shallot. Try it.

No. I have never had one before.

Give it a try. You'll be strong like me.

Munch on it and then swallow it.

- Is what you said true? - About what?

- You only cried one time. - Yeah, that's true.

It was when I was about eight.

I had a stepmother.

You have a wonderful mother, so you can't even begin to imagine

how horrible my stepmother was.

Have one more?

No?

One day,

the morning started out as usual with her severe scolding.

I almost started crying, but I managed to hold back my tears.

In those days, my father was away at a place called Hirono

to buy horse feed to be delivered to the military.

It's a place deep in the mountains ten miles from Kokura.

And thinking about my father, a great urge to see him came over me.

FOOD AND REST

Oh, my. Look at this little boy.

He says he's traveling on his own from Kokura to Hirono.

He looks quite strong and steady.

Come over here, sonny.

Why are you going to Hirono?

To see my dad.

Where is your mom?

I get it. Were you scolded by your mom?

Isn't that right.

She's not my real mom.

I knew there was some reason. So that was it.

Let the boy have that udon. I'll pay for it.

It's amazing how self-aware town children are, isn't it?

Yes, indeed.

Here, eat this udon.

I'll give you a pair of new sandals later.

Get away from me!

If you drink...

Look! A child looking in!

You! Are you a raccoon-dog cub?

Boy, come inside. Come on.

Let's see if you have a tail.

What?

That's Matsugoro.

What are you doing here?

My, I'm amazed you found your way here.

All right. You're here now. There's no need to cry.

Stop crying and come up.

You'll be laughed at. Come on, stop crying.

I cried and cried. And I fell asleep crying.

Sonny, that was the only time I really cried.

KOKURA TECHNICAL SCHOOL SEVENTH ANNUAL SPORTS DAY

Uncle Matsu, have this.

Ready!

Come on, White Team!

What are they doing?

There! Push that guy!

Damn! Those wimps! Fight back!

There! Watch your back!

Hold it firm and don't let go!

You, the tall one there! Fight back!

Come on, charge! Charge!

What's wrong, sonny?

I see, you're embarrassed because I'm yelling too loud.

All right, I won't do it anymore.

Look, why don't you go get it? Come on.

Toshio, go get one.

If you don't want to go, then I will.

Excuse me.

Hey, let me have one.

Here, I got it.

Could you read this, ma'am?

"The next event is a 500-meter race open to all comers."

"Anybody with strong legs, please participate."

Then anybody can take part?

I believe so. That's what it says.

- Sonny, should I take part in it? - Can you run fast?

Sure. When it comes to running, I won't be beaten by those boys.

- Can you win for sure? - Yeah.

If you cheer for me loudly, then I will.

All right.

Cheer for me, sonny.

On your marks.

Ready!

Wait! One more coming. Let me join in too.

Ready!

Hey, Wild Matsu! You're a legend!

If you lose, I won't forgive you!

Uncle Matsu!

Mom, do you think he'll win? I hope he does.

Uncle Matsu will win, right?

Uncle Matsu! Uncle Matsu! Please win!

Uncle Matsu! Win the race!

He won, he won! He did it, Mom!

FIRST PRIZE

I've never seen Toshio yell so loudly and get so excited.

For the first time in his life, he was truly thrilled from head to toe.

I feel hopeful that it will trigger new growth in his character.

I'm really grateful to you.

I don't know if I deserve that,

but I'm glad if I made you happy.

All right. Good-bye.

Matsugoro, don't forget the prize you won.

Well, I have no use for it.

Sonny can make use of it when he grows up.

Good-bye, then.

- But that's... - No, no, it's all right.

- Good-bye, Uncle Matsu. - Good-bye.

Uncle Matsu was amazing, wasn't he?

He ran very fast.

When he won, I never felt so happy.

But running fast isn't all he's good at.

Matsugoro is a rickshaw man because he wasn't born fortunate.

If he were in the military, he would have surely become a major general.

That's what your father used to say.

Toshio, you are a boy.

You must have courage to speak your mind like Matsugoro.

- Do you understand? - Yeah.

All members of the House of the Representatives

are elected by the citizens of the country.

And the elected representatives...

Evils out!

Evils out!

Evils out!

Fortunes in!

Close the door quickly, or fortunes will leave.

Evils out!

Evils out!

Fortunes in!

Quick! Close the door.

Please have some.

I'm sorry it's not much of a feast.

- Have some sake. - Thank you.

I'm always handsomely rewarded. And this feast is really too much for me.

Don't say such nonsense.

You're the one who's always kind to us.

Have some sake.

A widowed household like ours often finds itself in need of a male hand.

Thanks to you, I didn't have to seek out help.

And since you constantly take Toshio out

for swims and other physical activities,

he has grown much healthier than he was before.

I'm glad to be useful with what little I can do.

There will be student performances at Toshio's school tomorrow.

Really? What are you gonna do, sonny?

I'll sing a song.

What song?

"The Flute of Atsumori."

Ah, that song.

At the valley of Ichinotani

Defeated in battle

Isn't that the song?

You know the lyrics very well.

That's because Uncle Matsu watches me at school all the time.

Well, for some reason, I'm very fond of elementary school.

I often go there, so I've learned things by observing.

Is that right?

Have some more.

Well, now, what's about to start?

Would it be okay for him to get on the table?

He'd need to stand on a platform to get the feel.

I see.

All right, I'll make an exception only for tonight.

Get on the table, sonny.

Come on, let's hear you sing.

At the valley of Ichinotani

Come on, sing!

Toshio, sing the song.

Be a man.

I am Toshio Yoshioka in the fourth grade.

I will now sing the song "The Flute of Atsumori."

At the valley of Ichinotani

Defeated in battle

How pitiable

Are the nobles of the Taira Clan

A cold daybreak

At the stormy sea of Suma

There comes a sound

Of the flute of Atsumori

Deep in the night

With a knocking at the gate

Delivered to my sister

Is a sad message

In the quiver of arrows

Held onto until the last breath

There was a poem

Flowers in the night

Sonny's singing was the best out of all the student performances.

Most kids got nervous and sang out of tune.

But sonny sang bravely, and the song was very good too.

It almost brought tears to my eyes.

You really did great.

Oh dear, if you go on like that, it will all go to his head.

Still, did you see that naughty Ito boy?

All his usual energy was gone,

and he sang in a faint voice:

The high peak of Mount Fuji...

What a wimp.

But you showed your true character as the son of the late Captain Yoshioka.

Ah, it was wonderful. It was great.

UWAJIMAYA

Matsugoro, are you off today?

You're dressed nicely. Where are you going?

I'm going to the Yoshiokas' place.

I'm setting up a pole for carp streamers because Boy's Day is coming up.

Old Mama, does Matsugoro have designs on the widow?

Fool. He isn't that sort of man. He's not like you.

He's a human being. You never know.

I guarantee that he doesn't.

But I think he's after her.

Are you still harping on?

It's nothing. I was just talking to myself.

Then you're determined to continue living in this house?

I hope you don't come to us later, expecting our help.

I'll try very hard so that I don't have to come to you.

I see.

You are a wise woman. I'm sure you will do fine.

Dear, it's almost time for our train.

But Yoshiko, why don't you think it over?

I'll hold off on making a clear refusal of the proposal.

No, please refuse it clearly.

For Toshio's sake, I intend to stay a widow.

But...

Don't bother anymore, dear.

She refuses the offer. There's no use pushing it.

Well, we came all the way here for nothing.

Let's go, dear.

Well, I'll keep in touch.

1914

Yoshioka, you're a man.

Stand up for your friend...

Hey, keep it down.

I said I'm coming.

My mother is a real worrier. If she finds out...

You're not a special case. No parent sends his child off to a fight.

Hey! She'll hear you.

What's wrong with you?

Anyway, I'll come. Go ahead of me.

All right. Don't break your word.

We gather at the field by the canal before the parade starts.

- I'll be there. - See you later.

See you later.

CELEBRATE THE TAKING OF QINGDAO

It's your turn.

Can't you even tell?

Toshio!

I made a promise to your father to raise you right.

I know that. There's no need to worry.

I said I'll be back soon.

But please don't go out today. Or I'm...

You're being strange. Why are you like that today?

I feel that something bad will happen today.

- You're being superstitious. - No, I'm not!

I can feel it.

How can you?

I won't be long. I can't break my promise.

Toshio!

I'll be back soon.

Toshio!

Blood flows in the Amur River

Mrs. Yoshioka!

Is something the matter?

You look awfully pale.

I'm worried.

You're here at last.

That's troubling.

Can something be done about it?

Well, I will do something.

But who are they up against?

Based on past events, I believe they are students

from the teacher's college.

I see.

Of course. I'm sure it's as you say.

Well, sonny has gotten old enough to go out to fight, eh?

Captain Yoshioka would have been proud, don't you think?

That's true.

But now that Toshio has become so full of energy,

he makes me worry like this.

I worry anyway.

There's no need to be worried. He'll be fine.

I won't let him get hurt.

- Please look after him. - Yes, leave it to me.

Thank you.

I can't play this game with you anymore. We'll continue later.

Look after my rickshaw.

You idiot!

Banzai!

Hey! Stop singing for a minute!

Quiet! Silence!

- The enemy is getting close! - Be on guard!

You know the plan!

All right. Sing!

Rising up from all of China

The enemy's cavalries number more than 100,000

Facing a national crisis...

You damn bastard!

Hey! Let him have it!

Wait!

Good. That's it.

Damn you!

Guys, charge!

Uncle Matsu, help me. Help me!

Coward! What a wimp!

You're a coward!

Watch me well! I'll show you how to fight!

Make sure the material isn't pulled. Stitch carefully.

I'm home.

Welcome home.

He's back.

What a noisy bunch!

Watch your language.

As the saying goes, "It's deafening when women are together."

That's enough. What did you do about the exam?

I filed my application.

Is that right? That's great.

Kumamoto is near, and I would feel at ease.

Don't get your hopes up. I may not pass the exam.

I'm sure you will.

Even if you say so, you never know with exams.

Toshio, have confidence in yourself.

Your father is always watching over you.

Toshio, let me check this on you.

Great. It fits perfectly, Mrs. Yoshioka.

- That's wonderful. - I'm glad.

Yumiko, I believe a lady should be shy. In other words, be reserved.

Toshio.

I'm sorry.

- It was rude of you to say that. - I couldn't care less.

How can you say that?

She's making a holiday outfit for you.

How dreadful. Why aren't you making it for me?

We're making it together.

I know you like her.

Oh, please. What does that matter to you?

Why are you so nosy?

Matsugoro is nosy too.

What about Matsugoro? Did something happen?

It's nothing important.

Sonny!

Yoshioka's sonny.

"Sonny," that old man is calling you.

Why don't you answer him?

Stop it! Or I'll hit you!

"Sonny!"

Are you really so ashamed to be called "sonny"?

I'm not a child anymore.

It's okay when we're alone. But my friends would tease me.

I'll talk to Matsugoro about it when there's an opportunity.

But the way I see it,

you should be broad-minded enough as a man

to laugh off such a thing.

Besides, you'll soon be going away from Kokura.

I see. Sonny is leaving today.

Well, that's something.

The train leaves at 10:00. Could you take his luggage to the station?

All right.

You'll feel lonely when he's gone.

But when I think of Toshio's future,

I have to bear it.

He has his whole life ahead of him.

That's right.

Sonny is very fortunate.

Once he gets a college education, he'll have a secure job in government.

He would have to work hard until then.

Yeah. I couldn't even go to elementary school.

So I'm uneducated and illiterate. A rickshaw man for life.

All right, let's go.

Also, from now on,

I'd like you to stop calling him sonny.

His friends tease him about it, and he feels embarrassed.

He feels embarrassed to be called sonny?

Oh, I see. He's a young man now.

He thinks he's all grown-up.

Then should I call him "young master"?

He'd be even more embarrassed.

Well, you could call him Mr. Yoshioka.

Yoshi... Yoshioka...

Call him Mr. Yoshioka?

That makes it sound as if we're strangers.

Mr. Yoshioka.

Mr. Yoshioka.

At last, he's gone.

"Let a beloved child take a journey."

It's a fine, old saying.

I am all alone now.

Mrs. Yoshioka, you can look forward to a summer break.

Summer break?

Summer break...

Let's go.

In Sakurai, the trees are thick with green leaves

As dusk falls at the edge of the village

Well, I haven't seen you for a long time.

One sake.

Stopping my horse under a tree

The future of the world...

Matsugoro.

Hey, Matsugoro.

Oh, you're Kumakichi.

It's been so long.

You've been well? How are you doing these days?

These days? I'm just the same as before.

Give him a glass of sake too.

No. I still want hot sake.

YUKI COMPANY

By the way, I hear you're doing quite well these days.

Well,

it's nothing to brag about, but I've got three men working for me.

Actually, Mr. Yuki helped me get set up.

I owe it all to you, when you get right down to it.

Don't suck up to me. You'll make me sick.

No, it's true. I really feel that way.

All right.

So, you have a wife?

Yeah, and I have two kids, too.

I wish I had one girl and two boys,

but the second child is still in the womb.

As you get older, things change little by little.

Talk about change, I've heard rumors about you.

These days, you don't gamble, fight, or drink.

You're no longer the old "Wild Matsu."

What nonsense.

I still drink sake, as you can see.

But listen, Kumakichi.

Matsugoro started drinking again just recently.

For years, he hadn't shown his face here.

Then he turned up again for whatever reason.

The reason is this: My father died from drinking.

My, is that right?

So I became afraid of drinking.

Sooner or later, I believe I'll die suddenly from a heart attack.

Don't tempt fate. Stop talking like that.

But isn't it about time you got married?

What?

Take a wife. Your world will change.

Nonsense! People would laugh if I took a wife at my age.

Let them laugh.

You're not that old.

If you have a mind to marry, I'll find a good woman for you.

Listen, Matsugoro. Take my advice and...

No!

Come on, think...

Stop it!

Stop being a busybody. Just drink!

Good evening.

SAKE "KIKUMUSUME"

Matsugoro, what are you staring at?

Old man.

Can I have that sake poster?

If you want it, I'll give it to you. But what will you do with it?

Well, he's been pestering me to get a wife.

So I'll take that beauty as my wife.

There's no need to feed her, you see?

Hello.

Is anybody in?

Coming.

Oh, Mrs. Yoshioka.

I was up late last night. I must have dozed off.

Can I help you?

Toshio is coming home.

- Really? He wrote to you? - Yes.

He's coming back tomorrow afternoon.

And he's bringing a guest with him.

I see. It must be a friend of his.

No, it's his teacher.

So I'd like to have my garden cleaned up a bit.

- All right. I'll come over a little later. - Please. Thank you.

His teacher is coming especially to hear the drums of the Gion Daiko festival.

The drums?

Nowadays, no one in Kokura can play the drums

in the true, traditional way.

Is that right?

Then he's coming here in vain.

Anyway, please come clean the garden.

Good-bye.

Mrs. Yoshioka, I'm sure you won't be sleeping tonight.

No, I'm sure I won't.

Excuse us. Let us through.

So this isn't the true style of drumming.

This is called "frog drumming."

True Gion Daiko drumming isn't like this at all.

Then we can't hear the authentic style anymore?

That's too bad.

Well, I can show you an imitation of it.

You can play?

Yeah. Let me go show you.

- Hey there! Can I play the drum? - You'll take my place?

I welcome that.

I've got blisters on my hands, and they hurt.

- Look at my hand. - Ah, it looks pretty bad.

Thanks.

- Okay, let's start. - All right.

This is called "frog drumming."

From an old woman's behind, a pipe sticks out

This is called "flow drumming."

This one is called the "prancing horse."

Who's doing that "prancing horse"?

It seems he jumped in to play.

I thought there was no one in Kokura who could drum like that anymore.

Is that the "prancing horse" you talked about?

That's right. That's the true style of Gion Daiko. Listen and enjoy it.

The next one is the "runaway drumming."

It's you, Matsugoro. Come in.

Thank you for your trouble the other day.

Our guest said it was worth coming to Kokura.

Toshio was glad that he wasn't disappointed.

Please, come in.

Is your guest still in town?

Yes. He's leaving tomorrow.

Tonight is his last night, so he went to see the fireworks with Toshio.

Please, have a seat.

What's the matter?

It's strange for you to be shy at my house.

Come on, sit here.

You can see the fireworks from here.

What's the matter?

Mrs. Yoshioka, you look very beautiful tonight.

Your guest will be reluctant to leave.

Oh, my.

Even though I'm old, I'm still a woman.

And once in a while, I even wear makeup.

And now the summer is over for this year.

Until winter break, I'll be alone again.

I long for the day that Toshio is on his own.

And I hope he'll marry a nice woman.

So that I can feel at ease.

But Toshio doesn't seem to care at all about such worries of mine.

It feels unrewarding to be a mother.

Matsugoro, what's wrong?

Is something the matter?

Matsugoro, please tell me.

If there is anything we can do...

Mrs. Yoshioka, I was lonely.

What happened?

I'll go now.

I won't be seeing you anymore.

Why not?

Tell me. Why do you say that?

Mrs. Yoshioka!

My mind is dirty.

Forgive me!

Uncle Matsu.

Hey, come over here! A man is sleeping!

FROM YOSHIOKA TO MATSUGORO NEW YEAR'S GIFT

He never opened your gifts. They were put away very neatly.

He kept them like treasures deep in his wicker case.

Look at these, Mrs. Yoshioka.

Matsugoro lived very humbly but what an exceptional man he was.

He left about 500 yen in savings accounts in your and your son's name.

We never repaid his kindness

in any way at all.

He was that kind of man.

He simply had no greed whatsoever.

He was an unusually big-hearted man.

Matsugoro.

THE END