Gift Page #4
- Year:
- 2014
- 91 min
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My name was put in as the guarantor.
How much?
3 million yen.
If I don't pay them back,
they'll go after my brother.
You have a younger brother?
Yes.
There's no need to pay back that money.
They won't let this go.
It's fine. After this is over I
just need to go back to work.
I'll give the money to you.
When this is over, I'll give
you as much as you want.
In exchange, live properly.
I hope she's happy with your present.
I wonder about that.
I'm positive... probably.
I need to make a call.
Take the umbrella.
I'm fine.
Is that him? The easy target
you were talking about?
How did you know where I was?
Tracking device.
He sure is having fun on the swing.
What's with him? Is he senile? Or stupid?
What do you want?
You know why I'm here.
You're planning to run away right?
No, I said I'm going to give you the
money after getting him to Tokyo.
Instead of wasting time like that,
why not take all the money he has right now
and leave him behind.
Please, I'll definitely deliver the
money to you the day after tomorrow.
Go back.
You...
What's wrong with you?
Nothing.
Is the money inside here?
It's not in there.
Key.
Stop it!
We're leaving.
Let go of me!
Then should I go to your brother instead?
Fine, I'll go.
Wait, just leave this behind.
What are you doing?
Present.
Present? What the hell is that?
Stop it, just leave it!
Stop being f***ing annoying!
What are you doing?
That's my bag.
Hey!
Give it back!
I said give it back!
You damn b*tch!
Hurry it up!
Who was that man?
Debt collector.
What were you doing giving him my bag?
I told you I'll give you
all the money you want.
My mother was a horrible person.
Moving from one man to the next.
And she used to beat my brother.
I didn't understand her at all.
A horrible human being and a liar too.
That's why I stabbed her.
But that didn't kill her.
After I entered a juvenile detention center, she
got drunk and died after getting hit by a car.
She really was the worst.
It's always my fault.
There's just nobody to trust in the end.
Why? Why is that box empty?
Saying you want to give a present
to the daughter you abandoned.
It's so stupid.
Did you give me a vague answer
because I only cared about money?
In the end everyone is the same.
They're full of lies.
You're no different.
Wait a minute.
You're wrong.
It's true I'm trying to
give my daughter a present.
But I didn't know what to buy.
I went to a store.
But I didn't know what to get my
daughter I haven't seen in 30 years.
So I just got a box instead.
Then why the hell are you going there for?
Tell me!
Even paying a thief 1 million yen,
what were you trying to give her?
Tell me the whole truth!
You can't say?
Heart.
My heart.
What are you saying?
That's what my daughter wants.
My daughter has a kid.
A 15-year-old girl named Rina.
She was born with a heart disease,
and can't live long without a transplant.
There are donors right? But in Japan
the waiting list could take years.
She could try going abroad, but compatibility
is higher with family members.
My daughter wants this.
That's when I received that letter.
[Help me]
I understood the meaning right away.
Rina's disease was progressing
and she didn't have much time.
I don't get it... why does
that mean you have to die?
She was asking for something
like a visit right?
That's normal right?
Do you think she'll write
"Help me" for that?
I'm a coward, so I was
very hesitant at first.
But I decided.
My responsibility of being a parent.
You said it right?
That's...
Was this a final trip in
preparation for death?
That's not funny, there's no
way I'll help you with this!
Wa... wait a minute!
No!
Calm down!
I said no!
Calm down!
I said no!
I have something important to say!
A heart transplant must be done
within four hours after brain death.
That's why I need to stay as
close to her as possible.
The emergency workers and doctors
will take care of everything.
But I need someone to watch
over my final moments.
And to make the phone call.
It's impossible.
There's no way they'll allow you to
donate a heart by committing suicide.
It's illegal, but I don't
give a sh*t about that.
There's just no time.
It's the first time my daughter
asked me for something.
I want to give her a
present no matter what.
Will she be happy receiving
something like this?
With presents, the giver is
more happy than the receiver.
That's just your selfish thinking.
I told you right,
how I felt relieved after my mother died.
That was a lie.
I wasn't relieved.
I wanted to see her constantly suffer
and live an unhappier life than me.
But I can't hate her now that she's dead.
Who am I supposed to hate now?
When this job is over, take
all of the money here,
and start over.
You'll definitely be able
to start over again.
So please,
I beg you.
Help me.
Please.
Okay.
Where do we go next?
Let's go where you want to go.
I'll be waiting over there.
Okay.
[Kawana Rina]
[Great blessing]
Did you see her?
Yes.
Was she doing well...? I
guess that's not possible.
Actually I'm not doing this.
I'm going home.
Eh?
I saw her face, but I couldn't
feel anything at all.
She's the child of my daughter
who I haven't seen in 30 years.
She's just a stranger to me.
What the hell was I thinking?
I'm going home.
Your job is over.
I'm tired of the car so I'll fly back.
You can use the car to drive home.
I'll go to the airport by taxi.
Why the sudden change of mind?
It's nothing.
I just had a change of heart.
You tried to stop me too.
That's right, I'll give you your money.
How much do you want?
What's wrong?
How much?
I'm okay with it.
Don't lie to me.
What are you talking about?
I'll help you.
It's lonely to do this by yourself.
It's time.
I'll take this drug now.
In 10 minutes I'll lose consciousness
and brain death will occur.
I've already talked with the paramedics,
they know where to take me.
Call 119 using my cellphone.
Listen,
don't say your name.
You were never here and
you don't know who I am.
Got it?
Making you do this horrible thing,
I really am sorry.
I'm glad I met you.
It felt like you were my actual father.
I see.
No... I can't do this.
Is there no other way?
Saori-chan?
You underestimated me, didn't you?
How?
Do you think I'm stupid?
I had two tracking devices.
You know, I really hate pain.
I'll pay for all of her debts
and your medical expenses.
You shut the hell up.
Please, I'll apologize for this later.
You idiot, do you really think
I'm giving you a choice?
Please forgive her!
I told you to shut the hell up!
You b*tch...
Ouch.
That hurts.
How dare you.
You f***ing b*tch!
Not enough.
What are you doing?! You
shitty old man, let go of me!
Go away! If you don't,
I'll kill you right now!
Old man? Old man?
It's fine this way.
What are you saying?
You liked that box didn't you?
I'll give that to you.
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