Sayonara Color

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I feel terrible..

Not again...

What's wrong?

This sucks.

What a stink!

Is it the fuel tank?

Just what I need.

So what do I do now?

Bloody hell!

SAYONARA COLOR:

Great ass.

Stop that or I'll report you.

Good morning.

Morning.

I hear you're Dr Sasakfs classmate.

What was he like at high school?

Well actually, I don't

really remember him.

He groped me earlier.

Is he such a jerk?

He sure is.

Here he is now.

Good morning.

Good morning.

Excuse me.

"The tiniest thing spurs

memory of that forgotten"

"Alas, it remains but a memory"

"I still remember you... "

A poem by Takuboku.

D'you remember me now?

No, not really.

How about Akimoto?

Surely you remember Kagawa?

Nozawa, the folksinger?

Yes, I remember them.

Tomoko Sake.

Akira Sasaoka.

Akito Shimaoka.

I remember them all.

During roll call my name was

between Sasaoka and Shimaoka.

I'm Sasaki.

I strike out again.

When can I be discharged?

What?

I must leave within 2 weeks.

I've got tickets to the ballet.

Ballet?

They're very hard to get.

Ballet...

Hello? Sure, how are you?

No cell phones on the train.

No laying down on the train.

What's with her?

You scared me.

You're from Mars, right?

You're the first human to find me out.

So you are a Martian.

It's our secret.

Wanna get laid?

How many in your class?

About forty.

Do you know all their names and faces?

Never thought about it.

Which ones you don't remember?

The boys who aren't my type.

How about if I was in your class?

With a head like that,

you're unforgettable.

Call me if you get lonely.

Sorry.

Stop crying-

The poor man, he was too young to die.

Don't be silly.

Let's go.

Thank you. Come again.

Sorry. We're closed.

Let us in.

No, sorry.

Go away!

Some other time.

Let's go someplace else.

Good night.

I'm so drunk.

Dead drunk, I am.

I've really gotta go.

Look, about your classmates...

What was that?

Are there any classmates

you've forgotten?

Not from primary school.

But plenty from high schooLWhy?

No hope.

Come on, get up.

I'm so drunk.

Let's go upstairs.

A sumo bout!

Again?

Let's do it.

Okay. Just a minute.

You're so strong. How do you do it?

Come on, Seiko. Give me a massage.

A good one.

Your tits and your massages are...

...both sublime.

Silly b0)'-

That's one.

Yet another.

A 100 yen coin.

Hello.

Excuse me.

Do you remember me now?

Remember that teacher

who was always telling

us to underline things?

He'd call my name. "Shohei Sasaki!"

I'd answer, "Yes, sir. "

Then he'd nod and tell

me to "underline it, boy. "

Still don't remember?

Hey, there!

You scared me!

This is Suzuki. My partner.

I'm Dr Sasaki.

How do you do.

You're scheduled for

a CT scan at 2pm today.

Good.

Excuse me.

My bags.

What?

My chart

Excuse me.

Right, this way.

Great It looks good on you.

Not too colorful?

No. You need cheering up

while you're in hospital.

Apparently my doctor

is an old classmate.

Really? What was he like back then?

Actually, I can't remember him.

How tragic!

I remember everyone except him.

He reminds me of a

germ under a microscope.

That weird shape with a tuft of hair.

Now I remember him!

Sasaki! Everyone called him "The Germ. "

None of the girls liked him.

The Germ?

You called him that?

Kids can be so cruel.

I guess we were cruel.

He wouldn't want me to remember that.

Are you sure?

I'll just blank it out.

Under no circumstances must I tell him.

One of your lamps.

You can't make them

while you're hospitalized.

Uterine cancer.

You're kidding!

Is it advanced?

I very much doubt that

surgery is the best course.

But there's still hope

we can cure the cancer.

But the treatment will be severe.

Yes? No, I'm busy.

Okay, tonight.

No cell phones in the hospital.

Sorry.

Sorry again.

I'll switch it off.

May I ask a question?

Of course. What?

When did you leave Tokyo?

We moved back here late last year.

I see.

So you and Michiko were classmates?

Yes. What spurred you to move back here?

When Michiko fell ill,

she insisted on coming back home.

It did surprise me.

Me, too.

Sorry.

Does she know about the cancer?

No, not yet.

Should we tell her?

What do we do?

There's a chance that she can be cured.

But it will be hard on her...

...so it's probably best

we give her all the facts.

Is she going to die?

I'll not let her die.

Very good. I'll leave it to you.

Certainly.

Listen, Doctor.

Should I tell her?

That's up to you.

How about you?

No, I'd better.

No, you're the doctor.

What I should do?

Better I tell her.

I'll leave it in your hands, then.

That Masao SuzukLthe famous stylist.

Wake up, boy!

No sleeping in my class!

Settle down. Let's continue.

The facts on page 36will be in the test.

Especially Prince Nakanooe.

So underline it. Big underline.

Teacher! Look at The Germ!

He's on the roof.

Sasaki, get down from there!

Buy what you want!

I hate shopping!

I'm sick of you!

Don't shout at me.

That's Masao Suzuki!

- The stylist.

- Who cares?

Only these left?

Michikds lamps sell very well.

I want more of them.

Impossible. She's in hospital.

Your coffee.

I went to a play last night.

Everybody was laughing so much.

I wondered why.

I didn't find it at all funny.

I wondered why they were laughing.

Even the actors all

had big cheesy grins.

Phonies!

What?

I shouted out, "You're

a bunch of phonies!"

Are you listening?

From my seat I called

them a bunch of phonies.

What's your point?

I just... No, forget it.

It's cancer.

Did you hear?

It sounded like some foreign language.

Cancer. Uterine cancer.

Uterine cancer? How nasty.

No change?

New curtains.

Suzuki brought them.

What are you reading?

Brings back memories.

Do you remember?

We went north on our school excursion.

We saw that mummified

monk in the temple.

You remember that?

What you see here, are

the mummified remains

of a holy monk by the

name of Tetsumeikaishonin.

It was his decision,

while he was still alive.

It was his quest to become a Buddha.

He foreswore to eat

any of the normal foods.

He ate only bark and

weeds in his holy quest.

This regime he kept up

for a total of 4000 days.

The monk who died in

his search for truth,

made me wonder am I

capable of such devotion?

Until quite recently, I had the

dream of becoming a allerina,

I should have kept striving.

But recently I have many doubts.

My dream verges on failure.

I have no idea what I'm searching for.

I have little faith in

how I will live my life,

and even less confidence in my future.

At the temple I was overcome

by feelings of emorse.

Very good.

Shimaoka, you're next.

My school excursion, by Akito Shimaoka.

We went to Northern Japan...

I can still remember the Fatsia Japonica

through the toilet window at your house.

Such bright, green leaves.

How do you know that?

Mom, I'm home.

I'm bursting.

Who might you be?

Shohei Sasaki, a classmate of Michikds.

May I use your toilet?

Of course.

Michiko.

No, don't call her.

I'd rather you didn't.

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