The Last Supper Page #3
- Year:
- 2005
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a fan of human meat.
From before...
I was secretly eating
dead bodies from the crime lab.
But it didn't taste good.
It was rotten.
It tasted like medicine.
I ate too much.
And I became like this.
It was...
perhaps like when you ate...
that fat for the first time.
But...
you took it to the next step right away.
I envied you.
So...
what are you going to do to me?
It's easy to arrest you.
But I don't gain much from it.
Want to make a deal?
I don't arrest you...
from now on...
you provide me with fresh women's meat.
Ridiculous.
You could do it.
And to you...
it's nothing.
Can the police make such a reckless deal?
If it's not possible...
I immediately call for back-up
and thoroughly go through your home.
The police...
we can do anything.
I'll give you half a day.
I hope you can make the wedding.
We can do anything.
You're a God?
Not good.
Hello?
Yuji? What's the matter?
Sorry.
I might not make the ceremony tomorrow.
What?
What do you mean?
I don't believe you.
Really, I'm sorry.
What are you doing?
You're supposed to prepare the meal.
I'll prepare the meal.
I'll have it delivered.
You really can't come to the wedding?
Yuji, I want you to come.
Kanako...
What?
I still love you.
That's why...
I want you to eat the meat.
The secret of this meat...
I'll tell you.
Really?
I'm just a friend?
You thought so?
From back then?
I was that showing off?
- Yes.
Everybody, the time has come.
The food has arrived.
Please enjoy the meal.
It looks so good!
This is good.
It's tasty.
- The colors!
- Isn't it good?
- It's spicy and tasty.
- Really?
- It's good!
- Let's have more!
Yeah, let's have some!
- I've never had this meat before.
- I could eat it all.
Excuse me.
A delivery from Dr. Kotorida just arrived.
What could it be?
It's a big box.
It must be a present.
Please bring it here.
As you say.
A present from Dr. Kotorida,
who contributed today's wonderful meal,
and is best friends with the bride and groom.
The secret of this meat... I'll tell you.
Thought you could get away, Kotorida?
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