Ikiru Page #4

- Would that be Ohbara?

- Bingo!

Next comes Flypaper.

- Flypaper?

- You know, sticks to everything.

Get it? Noguchi-san.

Next is Saito-san, the manager.

See if you can guess his nickname.

Saito, huh. Saito would be...

Saito's main feature

is that he's so featureless.

I don't really know...

Daily Special.

- Daily special?

- At the cafeteria.

Then what about Kimura?

Rice noodles,

always timid and trembling.

Say, I had a nickname

for you, too.

But I'm not going to tell,

'cause I had you all wrong.

No, don't worry, just tell me...

Oh, dear.

No, I'd rather you broke it to me.

Okay, then. The Mummy.

I'm sorry.

Oh, no...

In other words, I'm...

I'm going.

Thank you so much.

Do you really have to tender

your resignation today?

If you could make it tomorrow,

why not spend today...

You're not eating anything.

No, it's just...

You look so tired.

But I had a truly

marvelous day today.

But you snored through

the best part of the movie.

It's just that I overdid it

a little last night.

Kimura-san...

I really can't...

This isn't the sort of thing

I can tell just anyone.

It's quite embarrassing, but...

In other words, the reason

I worked like a mummy

these last 30 years...

Oh, no,

it's not that I mind you

calling me a mummy.

Because that's exactly right.

In other words, I don't blame you.

It's just that the reason

I made myself into a mummy...

In other words, I did it all

for my son's sake.

But as it turned out, my son

doesn't seem to give a whit.

But you can't blame it all

on your son.

Isn't that right?

Not unless he asked you

to make a mummy of yourself.

Parents are all the same.

My mom gives me the same

kind of line sometimes.

"The things I've suffered for you. "

And I'm grateful she had me.

But it's not my fault I was born.

What's the matter with you,

bad-mouthing your son to me?

It's just...

You know you still adore him.

No end in sight

for the electricity shortage.

Is that a fact?

They say we haven't had

such a heat wave in 30 years.

I see.

The thing is, there's something

I'd like to tell you.

I know I should have

told you sooner,

but it's not very pleasant business.

Father, let's drop it.

You see, I discussed it

with Uncle today,

and we have to address this

to avoid complications later.

For instance, we have our rights

as your heirs.

To avoid misunderstandings...

- Mitsuo!

- Fact is,

she's fleeced you out of 50,000 yen

in a few days.

Young girls these days...

- What are you...

Father, we respect your right

to freedom of expression.

We accept your degenerate behavior.

But we do have

some basic conditions.

Think of Kazue or, putting her aside,

of her family back home.

How dare you bring

a woman like that home.

And holding hands with her in your room.

I could hardly face the maid.

It's been two weeks now since

our protagonist abandoned his spot.

During that time,

various rumors and speculations

have swirled around our Watanabe-san.

All these rumors

and speculations coincide perfectly

with the notion that our Watanabe-san

is being very foolish indeed.

But Watanabe himself has

never taken his actions so seriously

in his entire life.

This isn't the city office,

where you waste a whole day

on an hour's work. It's more serious.

It's just, I...

Every minute I waste here

costs me money.

Then I'll see you tonight...

I'm exhausted at night.

I'd rather sleep than go out.

Besides, why are you always

taking me out?

It's just...

Let's stop doing this.

It doesn't feel right.

But, then, just one more night, okay?

No, it'll never end.

I'm sorry.

After tonight, no more, okay?

Shall we go for a stroll?

I've had it.

Next it'll be a sweet shop,

then a sushi or noodle joint.

What's the point of it all?

I feel badly that you keep treating me,

but I've had it up to here.

Besides, we've both run out

of things to say.

There's that face again.

The truth is,

you give me the creeps.

What's going on?

Why do you chase me around like this?

- In other words...

- In other words, what?

In other words, I really enjoy

spending time with you this way.

Keep your old man's infatuation.

No, it's just that I...

Why can't you spit it out,

instead of always dribbling?

- Are you mad?

- No.

I don't even know myself

why I keep following you around.

It's just, all I do know is...

You see, I'm going to die soon.

I've got stomach cancer.

It's right here.

Can you understand?

No matter what I do,

I've only got six months or a year left.

Ever since I've known that,

the way I felt about you became like...

I know. I nearly drowned in a pond

once when I was a child.

I felt exactly the same way then.

Everything seems black.

No matter how I struggle and panic,

there's nothing to grab hold of,

except you.

- And your son?

Don't talk to me about my son.

I have no son.

I'm all alone.

- But...

No, you really don't understand.

My son is somewhere far, far away.

Just as my parents were

when I was drowning in that pond.

It hurts me even to think

about him now.

But why is anyone like me so...

It's just that, that, you're, I mean...

When I look at you,

it warms me up

right here.

This old... this old mummy...

In other words, you're like,

you seem like my family...

No, that's not right. You're young

and you're healthy, so that's why...

No, that's not right.

In other words,

in other words, why are you so

incredibly alive?

You're just so alive.

That's why I'm envious.

This old mummy envies you.

Before I die, I want to live

just one day like you do.

I'll live that way before I die.

Until I've done it,

I can't just give up and die.

In other words, I just...

I just want something to...

I want to do something.

But it's just that, I don't know what.

But you do know.

No, maybe you don't, but you...

But I don't...

No, tell me, how can I be like you?

- But all I do is work and eat...

- And what else?

That's all.

I mean it.

All I do is make these little things.

Even making these is so much fun.

Making them, I feel like I'm playing

with every baby in Japan.

Why don't you try

making something too?

What can I possibly make

at that office?

You're right. It's just impossible

to make anything there. So quit and go...

It's too late.

It's not too late.

No, it's not impossible.

I know I can do something there.

I just have to find the will.

There is something I can do...

It's a matter of time before he resigns.

His son came yesterday about his pension.

Which means

you'll finally be section chief.

Well, you never know.

Good morning.

Section Chief.

Ohno, I'd like you to...

PETITION BYTHE WOMEN'S COMMITTEE

TO REPAIR AND FILLIN CESSPOOL

THE ENGINEERING DEPARTMENT IS HEREBY

DESIGNATED IN CHARGE OF THIS MATTER.

But this belongs to Engineering.

No, this is just the sort of matter

that Public Affairs

must take the lead on.

This isn't just Engineering's problem.

Parks and Sewage also

have a responsibility.

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