The Last Samurai Page #9
INT. YORITOMO'S HOUSE - NIGHT
Algren sits hunched in a dark corner. His body is convulsed
with shivering.
His withdrawal from alcohol, his wounds, his isolation and
his imagined sins are devouring him.
Then we see he is not alone. The woman stands in the doorway,
watching him closely. Finally she enters with a bowl of soup.
He glances up, something like panic in his eyes.
She kneels and attempts to hand him the soup, but be knocks
it out of the way and grabs her by the throat.
ALGREN:
Sake!
She stares at him, the breath being squeezed out of her, but
there is not even a whisper of fear in her eyes. She is
utterly impassive. Shaken, he lets her go, and crumples to
the floor.
ALGREN:
(mumbling to himself)
Sake...
The woman leaves the soup and walks away.
INT. YORITOMO'S HOUSE - DAYS LATER
Daylight streams in, finding Algren lying on his back. The
worst of the detox is past. As he lies there, these first
moments of repose lead to:
The beautiful blond WOMAN from the picture laughs merrily,
and falls back languorously in a grassy field.
Back in the room Algren shakes off the memory as harsh SOUNDS
from outside draw him to the window.
EXT. YORITOMO'S HOUSE - MORNING
Algren watches from the window as the samurai train. It is
like nothing else in the world. Part sacred ritual, part
martial preparation, samurai training combines athletic
prowess and graceful artistry into one effortless whole.
Finally well enough to walk, Algren comes out onto the porch
to watch the spectacle. In front of him, is a Kendo (The Way
of the Sword) master practice with their long and short
swords. They have incredible control.
NAKAO, a mountain of a man, is a Karate master. He stands
unarmed, four samurai facing him. They attack with wooden
swords. He effortlessly defeats them -- the agility of the
huge man is shocking.
Kyudo ("The Way of the Bow") masters use their bows for target
practice.
Yoritomo holds a bundle of arrows. In the distance, a line
of plums.
Algren watches. Yoritomo just seems to stand there, his eyes
hall-open.
And then -- in a stunning blaze of movement -- Yoritomo fires
the arrows --
one after another, amazingly fast -- cleanly hitting each
plum. The final arrow splits the previous one as it buries
itself in the tree.
A wooden sword leans against the porch.
Algren idly picks it up, feeling its balance. In a flash,
Ujio has raced over and grabbed it from him. Algren stands
motionless as Ujio screams at him.
The training stops, as everyone watches Ujio berate Algren.
Even as Ujio continues screaming. Algren simply shakes his
head, turns away, and walk back into the house.
INT. YORITOMO'S HOUSE - DAY
As the sounds of training resume outside, Algren explores
the house.
He comes upon Higen and Toshiie playing with the red ball.
They are embarrassed to encounter him alone. There's a moment
of suspension, and then Higen throws the ball to Algren.
Algren looks back and forth between the two boys, fixes his
gaze on Higen but throw the ball to Toshiie, causing both
boys to laugh and run away.
Algren walks on.
Algren opens a sliding shojii screen and discovers a small
room that has been made into a kind of shrine.
Candles and incense burn, a small Buddha sits on a dais, and
Algren's eyes are drawn to what seems like an apparition
standing in the corner.
The BRIGHT RED ARMOR of the warrior Algren killed in the
fog, is held upright by an unseen stand. It is almost as if
the dead warrior himself is swing back at him.
Algren senses someone behind him and turns. The woman is
standing across the hall. Their eyes meet. She turn, and
walks away.
EXT. VILLAGE - NIGHT
A first, light snowfall has covered the ground. Algren walks
out into the still night. He turns a corner and confronts
curious sight:
Ten warriors kneel, motionless in the snow, their eyes closed
in concentration.
As Algren puzzles over this, he becomes aware that Katsumoto
is now standing next to him.
KATSUMOTO:
They are training.
ALGREN:
Training what?
KATSUMOTO:
Their minds. It is called bushido...
Algren looks at him. He has never heard the word.
KATSUMOTO:
The way of the warrior. We study
from when we are young. Are my words
correct?
Algren does not respond.
KATSUMOTO:
I will practice my English with you.
ALGREN:
Why do you learn English?
KATSUMOTO:
To know my enemy.
ALGREN:
If I am your enemy, why have you not
killed me?
Katsumoto doesn't answer.
ALGREN:
Was General Yoshitaka your enemy?
KATSUMOTO:
No, I honor his memory as my kinsman.
ALGREN:
That why you helped him kill himself?
KATSUMOTO:
If a samurai is defeated in battle,
he must take his own life to spare
himself the shame of capture. It is
required that his kaishaku his trusted
friend, help him. I was honored to
by his kaishaku.
ALGREN:
Hell of an honor.
KATSUMOTO:
It was his destiny. He knew it, he
died at peace.
ALGREN:
Who was the warrior in the red armor?
KATSUMOTO:
My son-in-law. His name was Hiroshi.
ALGREN:
And the woman who cares for me?
KATSUMOTO:
My daughter, Hiroshi's wife. Her
name is Taka.
Algren is incredulous.
ALGREN:
I killed her husband?
KATSUMOTO:
It was an honorable death.
Katsumoto walks away.
INT. YORITOMO'S HOUSE - DAY
Algren it now well enough to kneel at the table with the
others. Taka treats him with utter politeness and dignity.
He watches her intently, seeking any sign of the animosity
he's certain she must feel.
She hands him a bowl of rice.
ALGREN:
(smiling politely)
You hope I choke on it, don't you?
She bows, uncomprehending.
ALGREN:
You want to poison it and watch me
fall over the table and foam at the
mouth.
Yoritomo bows in response to Algren's new willingness to
communicate.
YORITOMO:
(to Taka, subtitles)
I promise I'll make him take a bath.
TAKA:
(subtitles)
Soon. Please.
EXT. VILLAGE - BATHING TUB - DAY
Yoritomo leads Algren to a large, wooden bathing tub in a
secluded part of the village. A banked fire smolders beneath
it.
Embarrassed, Yoritomo indicates to Algren that be needs to
bathe. Algren strips off his filthy uniform then lowers
himself into the steaming water.
Yoritomo begins taking off hit own kimono. Algren is taken
aback. Used to Western privacy, he is a bit disquieted about
bathing with another man.
Yoritomo, unconcerned, climbs into the tub. He chats
pleasantly as they bathe, showing off his old battle wounds.
Algren's discomfort turns to outright alarm when a toothless
old grandmother appears. She happily strips and joins them
in the tub!
Algren sinks a little lower into the water. The old
grandmother smiles at him with her toothless grin.
EXT. VILLAGE - DAY
Algren, feeling self-conscious in the clean kimono he's
wearing for the first time, walks back with Yoritomo. Kids
start walking with them, pointing at his Japanese garb,
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