Ring Page #4
- Year:
- 1998
- 180 min
- 600 Views
YOSHINO:
The bodies of those found were
Tsuji Youko, age 17, a student of
the Seikei School for Women, and
Nomi Takehiko, age 19, preparatory
school student. Both their doors
were securely locked.
Onscreen, the policeman has finally picked the lock. The door opens,
and a girl�s BODY half�falls out, head facing upwards. Yoshino flicks
a BUTTON on the control panel, scans the footage frame by frame. He
stops when he gets a good close-up of the victim.
Her face is twisted into an insane rictus of fear, mouth open, eyes
wide and glassy. Yoshino and Asakawa lean back in their seats.
YOSHINO:
This is the first time I�ve -ever-
seen something like this.
ASAKAWA:
Cause of death?
YOSHINO:
Couldn�t say, aside from sudden
heart failure.
ASAKAWA:
Drugs?
YOSHINO:
The autopsy came up negative.
Yoshino takes the video off pause. Onscreen, a policeman has caught
the young girl�s body from completely falling out, and is pushing it
back into the car. As the body moves into an upright position, we
can see that the girl�s PANTIES are mid-way around her left thigh.
YOSHINO:
These two, about to go at it,
suddenly up and die for no
apparent reason.
He sighs.
YOSHINO (cont�d)
Do -you- get it?
Asakawa�s CAR is already halted before a modest-sized, two-story HOUSE
with a small covered parkway for a garage. She gets out of her car,
closes the door. She stares at the house, unmoving.
INT. OUISHI HOUSEHOLD � KITCHEN - DAY
Asakawa stands before her SISTER RYOMI, who is seated at the kitchen
TABLE. Ryomi is staring blankly away, making no sign of acknowledging
her sister. The silence continues unabated, and Asakawa, pensive,
wanders idly into the adjoining dining room. She takes a long look at
the television, the same television that had puzzled Tomoko by suddenly
switching itself on, sitting darkly in one corner. Her reflection in
the screen looks stretched, distorted.
RYOMI(O.S.)
They tell me that Yoichi came to
the funeral, too.
Asakawa steps back into the kitchen. She addresses her sister, who
continues to stare out at nothing.
ASAKAWA:
Mmm-hmm.
RYOMI:
They used to play a lot together, didn�t they? Upstairs.
ASAKAWA:
Yeah...
Ryomi lapses back into a silence. Asakawa waits for her to say more,
but when it is clear that nothing else is forthcoming, she quietly gives
up and exits the kitchen.
INT. OUISHI HOUSEHOLD � STAIRCASE - DAY
Asakawa climbs the steps to the second floor. She makes her way down
the hall.
INT. OUISHI HOUSEHOLD - TOMOKO�S ROOM - DAY
As if intruding, Asakawa walks slowly, cautiously into Tomoko�s room.
The window to the room is open, and a single piece of folded white PAPER
on Tomoko�s desk flutters in the breeze. Asakawa walks towards it, picks
it up. It is a RECEIPT from a photo shop. The developed photos have yet
to be claimed.
Asakawa senses something, spins to look over her shoulder. Her sister
has crept quietly up the stairs and down the hall, and stands now in the
doorway to Tomoko�s room. She appears not to notice what Asakawa has in
her hands, as her gaze has already shifted to the sliding closet door.
She regards it almost druggedly.
RYOMI:
(haltingly)
This... this is where Tomoko died.
FLASHBACK:
RYOMI (O.S.)
Tomoko!
Ryomi�s hands fling aside the CLOSET DOOR. Within, she finds the pale
blue CARCASS of her daughter, curled up into an unnatural fetal position.
Tomoko�s mouth yawns gaping, her eyes glassy and rolled up into the back
of her head. Her hands are caught in her hair, as if trying to pull it
out by the roots. It is a horrific scene, one that says Tomoko died as
if from some unspeakable fear.
PRESENT:
Ryomi sinks to her knees, hitting the wooden floor hard. She puts her
face into her hands and begins sobbing loudly. Asakawa says nothing.
Asakawa leaves the camera shop clutching Tomoko�s unclaimed PHOTOS. She
walks out onto the sidewalk and begins flipping through them. We see
Tomoko standing arm-in-arm with Iwata, her secret boyfriend. Tomoko and
her friends eating lunch. The camera had its date-and-time function
enabled, and the photos are marked
97 8 29.
The next shot is of Tomoko, Iwata, and another young couple posing in
front of a SIGN for a bed and breakfast. The sign reads:
IZU PACIFIC LAND
ASAKAWA:
Izu...
Asakawa continues looking through the photos, various shots of the
four friends clowning around in their room. Suddenly she comes to a
shot taken the next day, at check out. The friends are lined up, arms
linked-- and all four of their faces are blurred, distorted as if
someone had taken an eraser to them and tried to rub them out of
existence.
INT. ASAKAWA�S APARTMENT � KITCHEN - DAY
Asakawa wears an APRON, and is frying something up on the STOVE. Yoichi
stands watching.
ASAKAWA:
Look, I�m probably going to be late
coming home tonight, so just stick
your dinner in the microwave when
you�re ready to eat, OK?
YOICHI:
�K... Mom?
ASAKAWA:
Hmm?
YOICHI:
Tomo-chan watched some cursed video!
Asakawa leaves the food on the stove, runs over to Yoichi and grabs him
by the shoulders. She shakes him roughly.
ASAKAWA:
What did you say? You are not to
speak of this at school, do you
hear me?
YOICHI:
(utterly unfazed)
I won�t. I�m going to school now.
Yoichi walks off. Asakawa goes back to the stove, but stops after only
a few stirs, staring off and thinking.
Caption-- �September 13th. Monday.�
EXT. ROAD � DAY
Asakawa drives her car speedily along a narrow country road, LEAVES
blowing up in her wake.
INT. ASAKAWA�S CAR - DAY
Asakawa mutters to herself, deep in thought.
ASAKAWA:
There�s no way...
Asakawa�s car drives past a sign reading:
IZU PACIFIC LAND
EXT. IZU PACIFIC LAND - DRIVEWAY � DAY
Asakawa has left her car and is walking around the driveway of what is
less a bed and breakfast and more like a series of cabin-style rental
COTTAGES.
She wanders about for a while, trying to get her bearings. She pauses
now in front of a particular cottage and reaches into her PURSE. She
withdraws the PICTURE from the photomat, the one that showed Tomoko and
her friends with their faces all blurred. The four are posing in front
of their cottage, marked in the photograph as �B4.� Asakawa lowers the
photo to regard the cottage before her.
B4
She walks to the door, turns the handle experimentally. It�s open.
Asakawa walks in.
INT. PACIFIC LAND - COTTAGE B4 � DAY
Asakawa lets her eyes wander around the cottage. It looks very modern,
all wood paneling and spacious comfort.
Her eyes rest on the TV/VCR setup at the front of the room. Crouching
before the VCR now, she presses the eject button. Nothing happens.
She fingers the inside of the deck, finds it empty, then reaches behind
to the rear of the VCR, searching. Again, there is nothing. Asakawa
presses the power button on the television, picks up the REMOTE, and
takes a seat on the SOFA. She runs through a few channels but they�re
all talk shows, no clues whatsoever. She flicks the TV off and leans
back in the sofa, sighing.
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