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KAIJYU THEATER PRESENTS

A SHINYA TSUKAMOTO FILM

STARRING: TADANOBU ASANO

Doctor?

Mr. Takagi?. Mr. Takagi?.

So you don't remember anything?. Not even my face?.

I see.

Never thought you'd forget this mug.

I...

What?.

I don't understand anything anymore.

You had an accident.

You were out driving.

A truck crashed into your car.

The driver admits it was all his fault.

I had you taken to my old university hospital.

We were the ones who ruined it.

After all this time.

He said, himself, that he'd never make it as a doctor.

I wonder why.

When he was little, he wanted to be a doctor.

But somewhere along the way he became lost to us.

He's forgotten all that now.

You okay?.

DOCTORS AND MEDlClNE

DlSSECTlON

- Look. - What is it?.

You remember this?.

Do you understand this?.

Well, you take your time.

No need to rush.

MEDlCAL COLLEGE ADMlSSlONS CEREMONY

Congratulations on entering the medical college.

What do you want to live here for?.

Do you have to move out?.

Ah, and that's your college?.

I suppose it is close.

Look... I'm worried.

Do you have to live here?.

The ovum, a product of almost pure chance,

by means of cellular growth,

divergence and migration, creates an organism.

This person experienced trauma to the frontal lobe section.

This area is responsible for personality and memory.

From this we can conclude the following:

Human character is not a constant.

The brain and spinal cord form the central nervous system.

Nerve cells are concentrated in this area.

I wonder, then, where the soul lies.

Beneath this, however...

there is the vast realm of the unconscious.

It is here that,

our suppressed desires can cause deep mental conflict

as they strive to realize themselves.

Hey.

I, uh...

When streaking the Petri sample, take your time or you'll contaminate it.

Very good, Mr. Takagi.

- Wow. Yours is excellent. - How do you do it?.

How's mine?.

- What a mess. - It's contaminated.

What are you lot up to?.

Back to your places.

Never mind the jokes!.

Why are you telling me this on the phone?.

And how can you say it so lightly?.

So, my Miss Yoshimoto is after Takagi?.

You can't take your eyes off him.

So you've been spying on us?.

What's wrong with you?.

Is it about the entrance exam?.

About Takagi being the top student?.

Is that why you changed tack?.

Or did you approach me only to know the results?.

Don't think you can shut me up by offering me a little treat.

You sneaky bitch!

I understand you want to be alone.

But don't brood too much.

I had some of your furniture taken there

and put in its old place.

I thought it would help you remember.

I'm third.

Ikumi beat me again.

Hiroshi, you're second.

Excellent!

How did you do it?.

Tell me your secret.

Hey, everybody!

Dr. Nakai has been found dead.

He hanged himself.

It hasn't been officially announced yet,

but I heard it in the research lab.

- Who's Dr. Nakai?. - The microbiology teacher.

No, you're kidding.

So, dissection classes are starting?.

It's like a doctors' initiation ceremony.

What you've done so far has been a walk in the park!

You've come this far in just three years.

That's the best part of all.

Since you started medicine,

I swear, Granddad's picture has started smiling!

Medical history stems from wanting to understand the body's mechanism.

Dr. Sugita Genpaku

was amazed by the similarity

between Dutch anatomical texts and his texts.

So he worked on translating them.

Eventually Kaitai Shinsho was published in 1 77 4 in Tokyo.

Trust your own eyes.

This is the key point, whatever the century.

The truth is there for you to see.

You must embrace this concept.

As students of medicine you are very privileged.

You have the opportunity to explore the bodies before you.

Treat them with respect at all times.

We owe thanks to them and their families.

First, take off the vinyl sheet.

Remove the cover only from the area to be dissected.

It protects the cadaver from drying.

For today, remove the whole cover.

Inspect your subject.

Are there any operation scars?.

Make a thorough inspection.

Make a long vertical incision here.

Then make a lateral incision.

Take this corner piece...

Is it common for a subject to be so young?.

No, it's very rare.

I wonder how she died.

You'll find out as you dissect.

What's wrong?.

Is there something wrong with her neck?.

No.

No. Don't peel too thickly.

The tendons will stick to the skin.

The tendons appear in the neck when you make an "ee" noise.

There, beneath the skin in the neck.

She's hopeless.

Remember her spectacular speech in class?.

"The human body is an antenna," and all that?.

What a joke.

You want this?.

How many times did this heart beat?.

70 times a minute is 4,200 times an hour.

So in a day?. Well, 24 times that. Then times 365 for a year.

How many times if you live to 80?.

And yet my TV broke after six years.

Was anything wrong with this heart?.

There's something wrong in the lungs.

See, I can't get my hand in very far.

There are two or three white lumps in the liver.

And look at the colon.

This person had a colostomy.

Cancer of the colon can easily move to the liver.

Why did this person die?.

Mr. Takagi?.

I don't know.

We can't tell by the organs alone.

We'll find out later.

I wonder what she was like.

Shame to die so young.

I must have dozed off.

I had an awful dream.

I nearly remembered the dream.

And...

why did I think of that?.

Who told me...

that story about Martian robots?.

You want to hear?.

Me, too.

Me, too.

Most men are so rough.

You're better for me.

Today was relaxing.

Don't get me wrong.

I'm not as easy as you may think.

What's up?.

You've been so distant since this morning.

It was me who killed Dr. Nakai.

I dated him before college.

An older friend introduced us.

I was asking about this school.

He had a family, but he was kind to me.

But things started to go wrong, and I grew apart from him.

He left no will, and no one knew about us.

I tried to think it wasn't my fault.

My parents were always happy to see me.

Some weird reporters were talking about war and so on...

but in our house, the sun was always shining.

So after a while...

the fact that Dr. Nakai was dead

just didn't bother me.

I wonder what it was like for him.

Harder. Do it harder.

What's up?.

Nothing. I'm okay.

Watch this.

- What?. - Bye-bye.

Leave it!

I thought I'd get something out of drawing.

Turns out I got nothing.

They look real to me though.

As for me, I'm not sure if I am real.

It's like I'm sleeping and dreaming.

So you liked drawing.

Are you going to be a doctor?.

Everyone thought I would be a doctor.

My parents, relatives, even me.

When I dozed off here the other day...

I felt like I'd slept for a long time.

What?.

I'm remembering something else.

I can't quite grasp it.

I wonder what it is.

When you're there,

can you remember things from here?.

But if that were the case....

I see.

Look...

I know we have to take things slowly...

but she died in the car crash that day.

Don't worry. It was not your fault.

Her name was Ryoko.

She passed away before you woke up.

The body that I'm dissecting...

is Ryoko's body.

I don't think it can be a coincidence.

I did hear she wanted to leave her body to science.

Other than that, I don't know.

It would be surprising

if what you think is true.

Thank you so much.

Why have you come here?. Just go away.

Your parents were very sincere about their grief.

What I really want to see is your sincerity.

You were driving when it happened.

I still feel you murdered my daughter.

If you want to mourn her,

do it when you truly remember her.

I'm starting to remember already.

Right now, at college,

I'm doing my dissection practice.

There is something I need to know,

if you can tell me.

Ryoko... is on the dissection table.

I don't quite understand it.

Are you serious?.

Well?.

Tell me it's not true.

You want to know if it's her, right?.

You heartless fuck!

How the hell should I know?.

Just before she died,

she told us she was leaving her body to science.

We didn't even know you could do such a thing.

And now you think you're poking around inside her?.

What kind of a quack's school is that?.

I'm getting on the phone!

It's despicable!

In fact, fuck the phone.

I'll go there in person!

- Dr. Kashiwabuchi. - Yes?.

What is it?.

Sorry. Nothing, sir.

Sir?.

May I dissect my subject alone?.

Why?.

The others are making such a mess.

No, you may not.

It's our first attempt.

There are bound to be mistakes.

What's the matter?.

- What's wrong?. - Nothing.

Today we will observe the facial muscles.

Take off the head covers.

Where are we heading?.

Hiroshi.

What would it be like to crash into something?.

Would it hurt?.

I remembered the dream I had.

You hate me!

Well, why then?.

You haven't made love to me yet!

Why?. Is there someone else?.

Is there?.

Dancing?.

She never danced when she was alive.

Your memory is still mixed up.

It isn't a memory.

I was there with her.

Not a memory of myself.

I mean the real me.

I was there.

And what kind of dance was it,

the one that Ryoko did?.

You make sure you take good care of Ryoko's body.

If not, the school will be in trouble.

And I'll kill you.

I carry a big knife all the time.

My wife is ill.

You should keep coming round,

to tell us about your time with Ryoko.

- I'm going now. - Do you have to?.

But where do you go?.

I'll see you again.

Stay with me a little longer.

But we can't, right?.

Hiroshi!

I'll come again soon.

What is it?.

May we be moved to another group?.

Why?.

It's just that....

Mr. Takagi?.

- Yes. - Yes.

The others haven't complained.

It's just a matter of time.

What?.

What's your problem?.

Mr. Takagi, put your gloves on.

Mr. Takagi.

Sir...

I think there's an operation scar here on the head.

I see.

And a blood clot on the other side.

That could be the direct cause.

A gradual hemorrhage, probably.

Do you think she regained consciousness

between the operation and the blood clot?.

It's quite possible.

Our four-month dissection program, like the rainy season, will end soon.

Make sure your inspection has been detailed and thorough.

You're making fine progress.

I suppose studying hands-on helps you remember.

I guess.

That's good.

I'm happy for you,

but try not to get too absorbed.

Dr. Kashiwabuchi was a little worried.

You're becoming more distant

as time goes by.

Dad.

When I saw her on the dissection table,

I couldn't understand at all.

But now I know much more.

It's like she made her own way there.

Hiroshi.

Please come back to us.

Ryoko?.

You strangle me, too.

Grab me!

Please, Hiroshi.

You want to die, right?.

Let's do it together!

Strangle me.

Strangle me!

Do you have to go?.

- I'll come back soon. - No.

No.

No.

Please don't go.

What's the matter?.

- I'll be back soon. - No. No. No!

- You'll see me soon. - No! No!

No! Don't go! No!

Hello.

Mr. Hiroshi Takagi?.

Yes.

This is the police station.

We have a young woman here.

She won't tell us anything, not even her name.

All she gave us was your name and phone number.

I'm sorry we had to call so late.

Are you Mr. Takagi?.

So you turned up.

What's gotten into you?.

Why are you chasing a dead woman?.

What about those of us still living?.

All your happy, false memories. What chance do I have against all those?.

Mr. Takagi. Please, Mr. Takagi.

Please, step back!

Be careful! Mr. Takagi! Look out!

I'm confused about time.

What is my consciousness?.

Is it like the story of the future robots?.

That's it.

People programmed robots with their memories.

After that...

all the humans died out.

A robot was stranded on Mars.

Before the end, there was a huge, electrical memory surge.

So me being here, and the times when I meet Ryoko,

it's like the robot is showing me

an electrical broadcast of my final moments.

Hiroshi...

it's because your memory is returning.

They're memories.

As for Ryoko--

Well, she's gone now.

No, that's wrong. They aren't memories.

I don't think it's as clear-cut as that.

It does no good...

to think too much about her.

And the dissection...

you should stop doing it.

No way.

You've done your best, but it's time to give up.

No!

I don't care what you say.

I'll tell Dr. Kashiwabuchi to take Ryoko's body away.

You do that and I'll kill you.

Hiroshi!

I wanted to think you had killed her.

But the light had gone from her eyes long before that.

It was when she was in high school.

She was fine before then.

Why did she lose it, I wonder?.

Even we didn't know. And we'll never know now.

I only saw the light one other time.

Just after the accident.

It was after the operation at the local hospital.

Your dad suggested she be moved to the hospital at the university.

So that was it.

She was fully conscious for five or six hours.

It was then that she mentioned leaving her body to science.

After she died...

her body should be taken to the university's hospital, she said.

I've never seen her so serious.

But that wasn't easy for me to accept.

No way.

Why should she want to inflict more wounds, even after she died?.

I couldn't understand why she wanted this.

How could I agree to that when she was still there, alive, in front of me?.

Soon after that, she lost consciousness.

A vegetable, according to the doctor.

She was moved to a private room.

My wife and I were beside her.

It feels like a dream now.

Just when I thought it was all over...

I saw...

Ryoko sitting up in bed.

I thought she had recovered.

My wife was asleep.

I saw the curtain at the window.

It was moving gently in the wind.

Ryoko looked so refreshed.

She looked out of the window,

then she turned slowly to me.

"Don't forget my request," she said.

She spoke as plain as day.

She died that same evening.

When she's finally laid out...

put these in her coffin.

It's okay now.

You can forget about her. You must be tired, too.

Not at all. I still have a long way to go.

It's not right.

I don't care if his memory was damaged.

It's not natural.

It's unforgivable.

In a way...

it reminds me how you were when they brought you here.

How could I refuse when you were so serious?.

All the memories of you came flooding back.

It was frightening.

I have to finish up now.

Just another minute.

Well?.

All right, you can take her.

No, hold on. Just another minute.

Why are you putting it off?.

I think it's better that I take her now.

We'll take good care of her here.

If I'd have known this would happen,

I wouldn't have asked you to take her here.

It's just coincidence

that she became Hiroshi's subject.

It wouldn't have made a difference...

whether you had asked or not.

I didn't want to die.

Where do I go?.

I'm scared.

I'm scared to be alone.

I'm sorry.

I'm really sorry.

I won't leave you.

I'll always be by your side.

I won't leave you alone.

This is reality.

This is real.

I'm going to stay here...

and we'll have a baby.

Yes!

Yes!

Ryoko.

Ryoko?.

Ryoko!

Ryoko?.

Where are you?.

Where are you?.

Where are you?.

Our four-month dissection program is over now.

Make sure you return the bodies to their original form.

Check that bones and organs have been replaced

and the kidneys are on the correct side

Put the sash next to the hands.

The tabi and sandals go by the feet.

The triangular cloth and the headdress go by the head.

Drape the kimono over the body.

Place the cane next to the right hand.

Drape the shroud over the face.

Lay the flowers inside.

Now place the lid on the coffin.

I'll give out the coffin labels now.

Group 1, number 796. Mr. Satoru Kamata.

Group 2, number 797.

Miss Tamae Sugawara.

Group 3, number 798.

Mr. Shuji Kinuta.

Group 4, number 799. Miss Ryoko Ohyama.

COFFlN OF RYOKO OHYAMA

We will now close our eyes and pay our last respects.

The coffins will be taken now.

Listen for your number carefully.

There must be no mistakes.

I'm sorry.

Thank you.

There is still some time.

Please wait in the reception room.

Let me take you to the room.

Let us go.

This way, please.

We're ready, Mr. Ohyama.

Yes.

We're next.

Is Hiroshi here?.

How's his memory?.

Much better.

So will he be giving up medicine?.

We told him that it's his own decision.

And...

he said he'll continue.

It's time.

It's time to lay the body to rest.

It's okay. You have to be brave.

It is time to part. Let us pray.

You know, I often wonder...

if you could see some part of your life again, years after you die,

which part would you choose?.

The last images of the last Martian robot.

Mankind's final memory.

You still have a long time to live, so you can 't answer properly.

As for me...

It smells wonderful.

TADANOBU ASANO AS HlROSHl TAKAGl

NAM I TSUKAMOTO AS RYOKO OHYAMA

KlKl AS lKUM I YOSHl MOTO

KAZUYOSHl KUSHlDA AS HlROSHl'S FATHER

GO RlJYU AS DR. NAKAl

JUN KUNlMURA AS RYOKO'S FATHER

ITTOKU KlSHlBE AS DR. KASHlWABUCHl

DlRECTED BY SHllNYA TSUKAMOTO

PRODUCERS: SHlNYA TSUKAMOTO KElKO AND KOUlCHl KUSAKABE

SHlNlCHl KAWAHARA

ASSlSTANT DlRECTORS: TAKESHl KOlDE, HlSAKATSU KUROKl

SCRlPT, CAMERA, ARTlSTlC DlRECTlON AND EDlTlNG BY SHllNYA TSUKAMOTO

CAMERA OPERATlON: TAKAYUKl SHlDA LlGHTlNG: KElSUKE YOSHlDA

PLASTlC REMODELlNG OF HUMAN BODY PARTS: TAKASHl ODA

SOUND RECORDlNG: YOSHlYA OBARA

MUSlC: CHU lSHlKAWA

ENDlNG SONG: "Blue Bird" WRlTTEN, COMPOSED AND SUNG BY COCCO