Grave of the Fireflies Page #3
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Are you cold?
I've been having diarrhea.
Why you...!
I'm sorry!
Sir, forgive me!
I didn't mean to.
My sister's sick. I just wanted
to get her some sugar!
Yeah, sure! Stealing food's
a serious crime in wartime!
You god damned...!
Come back here!
What the hell...?!
Potatoes too?!
So YOU'RE the one who's
been stealing around here!
Seita!
I'm sorry!
I'll never do it again, I swear!
Tell it to the cops!
I'll take you there myself!
Now walk!
I hope they lock you up!
Please, she's sick!
She needs me!
Seita!
SEITA!
Seita...
The nature of the crime is
fairly clear, I think.
Thank you, I'll handle this.
You may go.
But, officer...
You've knocked
this poor kid around enough.
I'm even tempted to call it...
ASSAULT!
I... er... Thank you, officer!
They hit Fukui tonight.
Would you like a glass of water?
Setsuko.
Seita!
Seita.
Where does it hurt?
Should I get a doctor?
Setsuko!
Seita, I have to
go to the bathroom.
Can it wait?
Hop on.
Brother's gone to the mountain
to bring back some firewood...
Setsuko. Dinner.
This pumpkin's great.
Tastes just like sweet bean jelly.
Don't like that stuff.
Look, if you don't eat,
Dad'll blame ME for it.
Come on, I'll even help you.
Now cheer up and eat!
Once you get better,
I'll take you to the beach again.
Now I'll really get you
something good to eat, Setsuko!
Seita...
Seita...
These were your mother's?
Don't make me laugh!
Don't try to pawn off
this garbage on me!
Setsuko.
Setsuko!
Seita... Water...
Breathe in.
And out.
She's been having diarrhea
for a while now.
Prickly heat, rashes...
And salt water hurts her skin.
Weakening from malnutrition.
Probably due to the diarrhea.
Next?
Can you give her medicine?
A shot?
Don't wanna shot.
Please, doctor, help her!
Medicine?
All this child needs is food.
Food...
What's wrong?
Where do I GET food?!
Boy, am I hungry.
What do you want to eat?
Tempura, sashimi, jelly...
Anything else?
Ice cream. And also...
I want fruit drops.
Drops? Okay!
buy you all the food you need.
Don't want anything.
You can have it.
Don't go! Stay with me!
Don't leave me alone!
Don't worry, Setsuko.
I'll buy you some good,
nourishing food.
And I'll never leave you again.
Never, ever again.
I promise.
There's a typhoon coming?
Great, we get our "divine wind"
AFTER we surrender. Figures...
Surrender...?
We've lost the war?!
Haven't you heard?
Japan's lost?
The Great Japanese Empire?
Yeah.
Surrendered unconditionally.
What about the fleet?
All gone.
Sent to the bottom.
Not one left afloat.
WHAT?!
Was my Dad's ship sunken, too?!
Is that why he hasn't written?!
How should I know?
Crazy kid.
Damn him!
I'm so hungry.
Dad.
Now Dad's gone too.
He's dead too.
Dad...
Sorry I'm so late.
I'll make you some rice.
Up they go.
And down again.
Oh. Firefly's stopped.
I bought us
some chicken and eggs.
And also...
Setsuko,
what's in your mouth?!
This is a marble.
It isn't a drop!
I brought you something
I know you like.
Seita. Have one.
Setsuko. What's...?
Rice balls.
I made them for you.
Here. Have one.
You don't want them...?
Setsuko!
Look, it's a watermelon.
I didn't steal it, either.
Here, eat it.
It's good...
Hold on, I'll make you some
rice gruel with eggs.
I'll leave the melon here for you.
Okay?
Seita.
Thank you.
She never woke up.
There.
Charcoal for the cremation.
Since it's a child,
you should do it at a temple.
The body should be lightly dressed.
Use beanstalks for a good fire.
Beautiful day,
in spite of it all.
It hasn't changed a bit.
It's good to be home!
Look!
The old phonograph.
I've missed this view.
Come back soon!
The next morning,
I put some of Setsuko's ashes into...
the candy tin,
and then climbed down the hill.
I never went back to the shelter.
Seita...
Time for bed. Okay?
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