Fireworks
- Year:
- 1997
- 103 min
- 496 Views
Distributed by OFFICE KITANO
and NIPPON HERALD
BANDAI VISUAL, TV TOKYO,
TOKYO FM:
and OFFICE KITANO present
TAKESHI KITANO - VOLUME 7
Produced by MASAYUKI MORI
YASUSHI TSUGE:
TAKIO YOSHIDA:
Starring BEAT TAKESHI
and KAYOKO KISHIMOTO
Music by JOE HISAISHI
Written, Directed and Edited by
TAKESHI KITANO:
DROP DEAD!
Det. Horibe, were you and Nishi
classmates in junior high?
In senior high, too.
And your wives are friends, too?
That's right.
Do you remember, Nishi?
At the amusement park.
We picked them up, didn't we?
Nishi got the pretty one
and I got the dog.
What are you laughing at?
Hey, stop the car.
Go get some bean cakes.
Yes, sir.
How is your wife?
It's been two years, hasn't it?
My wife is healthy as hell,
but it must be tough for you.
Been to the hospital lately?
The stakeout's near the hospital.
Go see her.
Go on.
We don't have much to do today.
- How much?
- 1,200 yen.
- For bean cakes?
- Yes, just the bean cakes.
Idiot! There's too much
for the 3 of us! You pay for it.
But...
These are the wrong ones.
- Were there any chestnut ones?
- Steamed?
Not the hot spring kind!
It's straight to the amusement park
with no sleep for me tomorrow.
I spoil my daughter.
Smart place to park!
I can't even get out!
I'll go check.
Don't play ball here, you idiots!
Sorry!
Well?
No way he'd come here.
He won't come back to his apartment
after that massacre.
What's the chief thinking of?
I know.
Is that how you dress
for a stakeout?
You're not on a date.
Nishi's going to the hospital.
Can you stay on?
Well, I have a date...
Screw you!
How is Nishi's wife?
Not too good, I hear.
Is it cancer?
Watch what you say.
First their daughter died...
She was only 4 or 5, wasn't she?
That was a bigger shock
than her illness.
I visited his wife a while back.
She didn't say a word.
I'm glad my wife is so healthy.
Must be hard on Nishi.
Daughter dies, wife gets sick,
and he's a damn cop.
So busy he can't even visit her.
I'll stay on.
Not you, Tanaka.
You're a family man.
Come on, stay on for 3 hours.
No, I can't.
OK, I'll stay. You can go.
Can I get a lift?
How's your wife?
I'll go visit her some time.
Hello. It's me.
I'm not coming home tonight.
I know that.
What can I do? It's myjob.
Let me talk to Michi.
Michi, it's daddy.
I'm at work.
The amusement park? Another time.
What? You drew a picture?
Where did you draw it?
You shouldn't do that.
Yes, it's very pretty.
- Drive me to Shibuya.
- I can't.
My date's waiting for me there.
No. I have to wait for him.
I'll go by cab then.
Is Nishi's wife really dying?
Dammit! Don't say that.
It's bad luck.
- Leukemia, right?
- Why don't you shut up?
Excuse me.
The doctor wants to speak to you.
Modern medicine
can't work miracles.
We've done all we can.
I think it would be better
to take her home.
The child's death was a real blow.
She'll be better off at home
than in the hospital.
Excuse me. Could you call Mr Nishi?
Just a moment.
Mr Nishi, someone to see you.
Det. Horibe's been shot.
Even when they're married,
people just think about themselves.
When I came home,
my wife and child
couldn't even look at me.
The light wasn't even on.
Theyjust said goodbye.
Now that I'm a wreck
they leave me just like that.
Actually, it may be better this way.
But I've got nothing to do.
My mom says I should
take up a hobby or something.
Haiku.
She wanted me to join
a poetry group.
Give me a break.
Work is all I've ever known.
Since I live by the seaside,
maybe I should try painting.
But I've never painted anything.
I wouldn't know where to start.
And the materials don't come cheap.
Don't get me wrong.
It's not your fault.
Maybe I'll buy a beret.
Don't worry.
You're very kind.
After all, my husband
died in the line of duty.
Because of the recession,
good jobs are hard to come by,
but I'm helping out at a deli.
The hardest part is...
when my son tells me
he misses his dad.
It's so sad...
But I'm sure he'll understand soon.
We'll be OK.
I have to get back to work.
I've decided...
to get married.
Who to?
I really wasn't serious about her,
but when I was injured,
she visited me every day.
I was touched by that.
Can you answer that?
Excuse me.
Kudo speaking.
The other day,
I went to see Mr Horibe.
He seemed so lonely.
They were
such a close-knit family...
but his wife and child left him.
You know,
you really shouldn't feel guilty...
Tanaka's death
isn't your fault either.
He died in the line of duty.
It's nobody's fault.
This way, please.
Shut up!
- Yes, sir?
- Shut up!
Hey, Nishi.
The boss is mad. You haven't paid
the interest this month.
You better pay up!
You know what we yakuza are like!
After all, you were a cop.
Without the badge,
he's just an ordinary guy.
He's less than that - he's a bum.
How's your wife?
Here are her usual pills.
But I don't think
they'll do her much good.
Don't think about it too much.
When you're with her,
talk to her as much as possible.
You could even take her on a trip.
If anything happens, call me.
Here's a shirt for you.
It might be too big for you,
but you can have it.
Please try to be more careful.
Hello.
It's Horibe...
He attempted suicide.
Luckily his landlord found him.
I think he'll make it,
but he took
a lot of sleeping pills.
Are his wife and daughter there?
He's asleep now.
He should be OK
in a couple of days.
Shall we go?
- Let me out here.
- I'll take you home.
It's OK. I'll get out.
Stop the car.
What sort of a detective
was Mr Nishi?
He was a great cop.
Decorated lots of times.
He and Mr Horibe were a great team.
Whenever Mr Horibe got too rough,
Mr Nishi would stop him.
You haven't even paid back your debt
and you want another 4 million!
Why should we lend it to you?
You can't even pay the interest.
You poked my guy's eye out.
Who's going to pay for that?
- Is that a loan, too?
- Forget it!
If he can't pay us back,
he can work for us.
What do you have in mind?
He could be my bodyguard.
Great idea!
He keeps shooting
when the other guy's gun
is empty.
But when Mr Nishi really lost it,
he was more frightening.
Like that time...
when he emptied his gun
into a corpse.
Hello.
How are you?
Doing all right.
Watch out, a**hole!
I had the right of way!
On narrow roads,
big cars should yield!
- Are you crazy?
- What?
- Driving such a tiny car!
- What's it to you?
- Fix it yourself.
- Mind your business!
- Want some more?
- What?
Well?
I'm sorry.
Are you done?
- What's going on?
- He's in a coffee shop.
He has a gun and with all
these people, we can't do a thing.
How's Horibe?
Don't know yet.
He's at the hospital.
He got hit in the belly.
What are you doing?
Can you sell me that light?
You mean the police light?
What do you want it for?
I'm thinking of robbing a bank.
Sounds great!
Take it. You can have it.
Good luck.
Do some work,
you glue-sniffing bum!
You want 500,000 for this?
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