Still Walking
Radishes are genius.
How about potatoes?
With potatoes
it's up to the cook.
Radishes you can simmer or grill.
They're even delicious raw.
You don't grill radishes.
Sure you do.
If you simmer and then grill them,
they lose their tartness.
Then you mix them with carrots
and saut with sesame oil.
Sesame oil, right.
Better write it down.
You'll forget.
No need.
I'll never cook it.
My husband grew up on fast food.
He'll eat anything.
Then why'd you ask?
I thought you might
want to talk, Mom.
In that case, move your hands,
not your mouth.
It's nearly lunchtime.
Can you go buy
some low-fat milk at the store?
Daddy?
Ouch.
He can at least buy milk.
He doesn't want the neighbors
to see him with a shopping bag.
What?
Even at his age,
he wants to be called "Doctor."
I can't believe it.
You spoil him too much, Mom.
YOKOYAMA CLINIC:
Good morning.
Don't you wish the weather
would cool down, Doctor?
It's supposed to be
another scorcher today.
When it's this hot,
I can hardly stand to drink water.
Cold noodles are all I can eat.
That's not good.
You should eat some eel
for your health.
I have a feeling my time
could be up any day now.
When it is, I want you
to be there for my death.
In that case,
I've got to outlive you.
See you.
Please enjoy your walk.
HIROSHI ABE:
YUI NATSUKAWA:
YOU:
KAZUYA TAKAHASHI
SHOHEl TANAKA
KIRIN KIKI:
YOSHIO HARADA:
Written and Directed by
HIROKAZU KORE-EDA
STILL WALKING:
Let's take the last train home.
If we leave at 8:00 p.m.,
we can make it.
I told them we'd spend the night.
Brought a change of clothes too.
Can't you make up
an emergency PTA meeting?
No?
You're always blaming
someone else.
There's nothing
to talk about with them.
Dad still thinks
I'm a huge baseball fan.
You like baseball, Ryo?
I used to, long, long ago.
I want you to know,
I'm the one who's really nervous,
though I doubt you notice.
I know, I know.
They say he even moved
near the racetrack.
It's a sickness, then.
As they get older,
their bodies can't keep up
with women and drink,
but not so with gambling.
It's the worst vice.
How awful.
You still have sparrows out here.
They show up because
your father feeds them rice.
We only have crows.
On garbage pickup days,
they're waiting like this.
Peel off all the skin.
Oh, there's some left.
You're such a pretty girl.
Show off your forehead.
When's Ryo coming?
On the phone he said by noon.
Is the "Unsmiling Prince"
coming too?
- Yes, they're spending the night.
- What a surprise.
But you know...
he didn't have to go
for a used model.
That sounds so cruel.
Besides...
it's better to marry
a divorce than a widow.
At least a divorce
chose to leave her husband.
You sound so scary
sometimes, Mom.
I'm just stating the obvious.
so hard to get married.
Maybe, but he could have
had his pick.
Ryo wasn't as popular
as his older brother.
That's not true.
At his graduation,
all his buttons were torn off.
He probably got beat up.
That's not true.
All his lower classmates
wanted them.
He said there was
a long line of girls.
Parental pride can be blinding.
Better watch out myself.
It's only been three years...
since her first one died.
Isn't it four years?
- In any case, it's too soon.
- You think?
She's just cold.
I'm not so sure.
I am.
You've never worked
outside the house, Mom.
You don't know how hard it is
to be a single mom.
There you go, making fun
of me for "not working."
I'm not making fun of you.
Besides, after we put you
through college,
you only worked three years.
Four. It was four years.
Please bring it up
with your sister.
About moving.
Shouldn't you discuss things with her?
Like about your father.
I'm sure she's got it figured out.
I'm not planning on moving back.
Although it'd be great
if they looked after them.
That's not likely.
You're the eldest son.
Second-eldest.
What's that?
Cola and ginger ale.
Drink them separately.
They have free refills.
Don't act so poor.
Say...
how's school?
Normal.
Normal?
Yeah.
Listen...
your mother told me yesterday
about the rabbit.
Why did you laugh when it died?
- It was funny.
- What was?
Rena started saying we should
write letters to the rabbit.
What's wrong with writing letters?
Letters no one will read?
Your ice tea is
so delicious, Grandma.
They're just supermarket teabags.
I used to steep my own, but -
I see.
It must be the water, then.
It's just tap water.
You'll drink anything.
As long as you like it,
it doesn't matter.
Right?
What did you eat last night?
- Sushi!
- Hey!
I told you we're having
sushi for lunch.
Just the sushi that goes around.
Thirty-six plates!
A new record!
Some record.
There's pudding
that goes around?
Melon too!
I ordered some sushi just in case,
but if you just had that yesterday -
It's fine. I haven't had any.
- We can eat sushi every day.
- Every day.
Ever since the son took over
at Matsu Sushi, the fish isn't as good.
- Is that so?
- All done.
But they wrap their sea urchin
in cucumber, not seaweed.
I like that.
Does sea urchin come with sushi deluxe?
That's what I ordered.
Maybe I'll call them.
Oh, don't bother.
Only one.
Don't spoil your appetite.
Oh, let them.
That's what I bought them for.
You're lucky
you don't get scolded
at Grandma's house.
- I love Grandma's house!
- Too bad.
Without the "house"
you would've gotten another one.
- Red bean too.
- That's for Grandma.
Oh, sorry.
You don't like red bean, do you?
Couldn't you stop
calling him Ryo?
If only for today.
To help your mother out.
But Ryo is just Ryo.
You know better.
You do it on purpose.
Tonami doesn't answer.
Publishers are probably
closed on Saturdays.
Call him back Monday.
Don't say anything to them
about my job.
Please.
If we make it through today,
we won't see them for a while.
They're your parents.
Don't be so defensive.
That's exactly why.
I refuse to say I'm between jobs.
Not to him.
Oh no.
You get so defensive
about your father.
Come on, carry one.
Hello.
That's "I'm home," right?
Nice to see you.
Welcome. Isn't it hot?
Hello.
What good manners you have.
You left this behind.
I'm so sorry. He's always leaving
something behind. Thanks.
The station area's changed.
I got lost, drenched in sweat.
You're Rip Van Winkle,
because you never visit.
That narrow bookstore's gone.
The owner got sick
and was hospitalized.
There was no one left
to look after the store.
We'll chill this
in the bathtub, and -
You said you liked
cream puffs, Mother.
Thank you so much.
The first one goes on his altar.
Your flower arrangement's beautiful.
Which school, Mother?
Oh, I'm self-taught.
Mom just fakes it.
When I took lessons,
it was completely different.
As long as they're pretty,
it doesn't matter.
Been a while.
Hello.
You have a nice tan.
Hawaii?
No time to go anywhere.
I make do at the local park.
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