Fires on the Plain Page #2

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I'm Buddha, Amitabha.

Count one.

Count two.

Namaste.

I'm going home.

Let me go home.

Please!

Oh, it's you.

You're still alive.

When I die...

you can eat me.

It's warm.

How nice.

It's like home.

It's like home.

No, it's happening again!

Not again!

Please don't!

You can eat me.

Eat me.

You can eat me.

You can eat me.

Is this his leg?

No...

I haven't eaten it.

I haven't.

I don't want to!

It is you.

It's monkey meat.

I shot one and dried the meat.

How do you feel?

Where is the leg?

Are you joking?

You...

Did you think I was a monkey?

Is the other guy alive?

He's fine.

He'll be happy to see you.

It's kind of you to

stay with him.

I don't want to be alone.

And he has smokes.

Really?

He swaps them for my monkey meat.

His supply is endless.

Is it far?

Just over there.

Where is he?

We sleep separately.

I can't trust him.

He says he can't walk but...

You can see him in the morning.

That's to cut up the monkeys.

What's wrong? Can't sleep?

I'm okay...

Don't swallow it.

You don't want to get diarrhea.

I'm glad you're in one piece.

The problem is

we're low on food and guns.

And there's no monkey meat.

I have a grenade.

A grenade?

I forgot I lost it.

Oh.

What a bummer.

Then his rifle is our last hope.

To hunt monkeys.

I'll go get some.

I'll help you.

No, you stay.

You need your strength.

He'll kill you if

he got your grenade.

That punk's developed an attitude.

He won't listen to me.

He'd be long dead if not for me.

Well?

Show me the grenade.

Don't worry.

Come on.

Don't you trust me?

It's a 99.

It's still active.

- Wait a minute...

- It's okay.

It's not okay!

- Give it back!

- It's okay!

It's okay.

Keep it.

You keep it.

Put that away.

He got one!

A monkey.

Relax, he'll butcher it for us.

Don't throw it. I'm kidding.

You saw him?

You ate one, too.

Right.

I let a monkey go.

Right.

I don't know when I'll see another one.

There aren't many.

Where's the grenade?

Where is it?

He took it?

He took your grenade?

Oh sh*t...

He kept me alive

so I'd supply him with monkeys.

If I don't he'll kill me.

I'll trick him into using it.

Old man!

Old man?

The monkey.

I chased it.

But they're cautious now

so it got away.

Run!

Ouch...

Are you okay?

He actually threw it!

I'll kill him!

I knew he could walk!

This is the only water around here.

He'll show up here sooner or later.

Hey.

What will you do?

He is your friend.

It's not his fault.

What then?

You want me to eat you?

Or you want to eat me?

What do you want?

Hey!

Hey!

Hey, why don't we make up?

I made a fire.

I can make one, too.

You can have all my smokes.

I'll take them when I kill you!

I'd be an idiot to have

them on me!

I found a good place to hide them.

Let's be friends!

He's a sly fox.

Hey.

What?

Why...

Why didn't you kill me

when you could?

Let's end this.

Let's stop.

Here.

No more hiding.

Kill me, Nagamatsu, if you want.

I don't think you can.

We've been through a lot.

Right?

You think you can kill me?

Can you?

Nagamatsu!

Oh, come on!

Come on, Nagamatsu!

You always end up in tears.

But don't worry.

You've become a man.

I can hunt monkeys now.

That's right.

You see?

Do as I say and you'll be fine.

My son told me

when I saw him that time,

he'd join the air corps.

You know what that means?

He might be flying around here.

He might be looking for me.

You see?

Now you know

how I think of you.

I won't hide it anymore.

We'll share everything.

Don't!

Stop!

Stop there!

Bastard!

I know

you'll eat me.

The next thing I remembered

I was at the enemy

field hospital.

I'll leave it here.

Thank you.

"The last thing I remembered was

the raindrops on the rifle."

Shinya Tsukamoto

Yusaku Mori

Yuko Nakamura

Tatsuya Nakamura

Lily Franky

Adapted from Shohei Ooka's novel

Written, Produced & Directed by

Shinya Tsukamoto

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