Tokyo Godfathers Page #2

What's that f*ggot thinking about?!

Man, he's got big feet!

You can't have feet fixed.

Are you taking her back?

There's probably an APB out on her.

And for you.

I doubt it.

An arrest warrant, maybe.

Her parents are probably sorry about this now.

So, let's take her to the police.

A baby's always better off with its real mother.

Not necessarily.

Sometimes a foster mother's better.

What?!

Don't be stupid.

I never knew my real mother.

But I'll bet if she saw me now, she'd flip.

How can someone homeless raise a child?

I know, I know!

I don't want her shunted from one foster home to another...

...without even one memory...

...of ever having been loved.

You don't have to be a foundling to feel that.

They must have had reasons.

Nothing should make you abandon a child!

That means you've taken love and tossed it away, like trash.

Yeah, but what can we do about it?

Find her mother.

And ask why she abandoned her baby.

If she can make me understand...

...I'll forgive her, and my mother too.

Find her?

How?

We'll have to pay again.

This is an expensive year-end!

What if we find another baby?

They don't toss them out in twos.

Another key!

Look at these panties.

You'd catch cold in them!

Are they the ones?

Are these your folks?

Look, business cards.

A hostess club won't be open at this hour!

We've got some walking to do.

You've gotta be kidding!

It's a miracle!

But why pack like you're off on a trip and then abandon a baby?

Maybe it was one last trip they were taking.

A family suicide?!

Then, what do we do?

We can't search the next world!

Lower your voice!

We apologize for any inconvenience.

Trains will be delayed due to heavy snowfall.

It's so hot in here!

What a stink!

Have you bathed lately?

No. Or washed my clothes.

How embarrassing!

Oh, dear! There, there.

Did she piss herself?

That's why it stinks!

It's you that stinks!

Quiet!

Shut that kid up!

Watch it!

Hey!

Miyuki-chan!

What's she up to?

We wasted our train fares!

It was me who paid them.

I'm sorry!

There's no more milk.

Go ahead, blame it all on me.

Oh, cheer up!

Let's sing a song.

What's that?

The Sound of Music, of course.

Never heard of it.

That's going to make you even hungrier.

I'm starving!

I told you!

Look after my little angel.

Well, then...

Go on without me.

Just say you'll never forget the queer you once knew.

Look.

A cemetery.

I'm not dead yet!

Now, I'm alive again!

But there's nothing for a baby in these offerings to the dead!

We'll get by!

Yeah, sure! "We'll get by!"

People keep on saying that till they end up living like us!

And while we keep on saying it,

the kid'll end up under a stone here.

"Kiyoko"!

She has a name!

Yeah, whatever.

And she's cute.

She's so pretty.

But listen to me, I'm serious.

You listening?

If you really care about that kid...

...you'll find her someone to take care of her.

I speak from experience.

That's what her parents said, I bet.

What do you mean?

I wouldn't abandon a kid.

Don't be stupid!

No. Your family abandoned you!

There you go again!

Am I going to sit and listen...

...while some dumb f*ggot pisses on me?

What are we doing here?

Tell me.

Wracking our brains!

We're scavenging offerings left in a cemetery.

And why?

Because we're homeless.

Stop it!

No!

I'm not going to stop.

We are three good-for-nothing bums...

...who can't even look after ourselves.

Shut up!

I'm thinking!

I won't shut up.

You can't get milk from an old queer's tits,

no matter how hard you think.

Come on, Hana-chan!

You know we can't do this.

Speak for yourself!

This way the whole family will be dead.

Oh, my!

You're so lucky, Kiyoko!

God must really love you!

Then, why was she...

...dumped?

Left!

That's a dead end!

It's right!

Tails.

Heads.

What's this guy doing parking like that?

Doesn't he know what a "public thoroughfare" is?

How did that happen?

Bad luck.

The car got stuck, and I forgot the parking brake.

Then, someone shouted, "Dorothy, wait!"...

...and then, I heard, "Whoops!"...

...and the damn car rolled on top of me.

I don't bring my men with me

when I'm visiting the old man's grave.

I owe you.

Call me if you're ever in trouble.

Oh, no. We never have any trouble.

Oh, you're from Kinshicho?

We were just going there.

I know it's rude to ask...

If it's rude, then don't ask.

Come on.

Would you know this establishment?

Note:
Midori

Know it?

Its owner's marrying my daughter today.

He's one of my men, but he's too cocky.

I was against it.

But your daughter chose him.

The daughter I brought up, married to a man like that...

Know what I mean?

But if your daughter's happy with him...

Isn't that the main thing?

You're right!

I went to the old man's grave, so I wouldn't cry at the wedding.

Watch the road!

Good evening, sir!

Make yourselves at home.

Daddy, you're late!

Sorry, sorry.

I almost got killed.

I owe them my life.

My daughter, Kiyoko.

Oh. Hello.

What have you gotten us into?!

Just shut up and eat!

Diaper change.

Your turn, Miyuki.

Don't you think Kiyoko has amazing luck?

Yeah.

Maybe she does.

Oh, yeah.

Her name's Sachiko.

Not "Midori"?

Just at the club.

She's Sachiko, "happy child," though she didn't look it.

But some plastic surgery turned her into a good little earner.

She quit.

Said she was pregnant.

Do you know where she is?

I doubt you'll wring any money out of her.

No, I have something to give her.

I'm sorry I spilled your food.

You remember her?

Midori, the skinny broad.

She said her husband was in debt.

What's wrong with you?

That bastard.

Do you know him?

Then, she borrowed more money from us...

...and ended up screwed both ways.

You know where she is?

If it weren't for his damn get-rich-quick scheme...

...I'd still be with my wife and kid!

But aren't they both dead?

I'll kill the bastard!

You'll get killed!

Mitsuo! Mitsuo!

It was that maid!

Are you okay?!

She's got a gun!

Hey, what?!

Miyuki-chan!

Hey!

Thank you very much.

She's got a gun, you know!

Our lives are already wasted!

There!

Yes! One of your cabs picked up a young woman with a baby.

Number 12-25. Send it to...

...the Tokyo Tower.

My name is...

Hey!

Wait a minute.

We're homeless bums, not action-movie heroes.

What we need now is the police.

If you like the police so much, get them to adopt you!

Those children are like family!

I thought I could depend on you!

Don't talk like you were my damn wife.

I'm not going anywhere.

Gin-chan!

We've done all we could.

You're giving up?

There's nothing we can do.

You are really the lowest of the low!

The best thing you'll ever do is die in the gutter!

Oh, poor you!

You'll be dead and no one'll care!

All you ever do is cause people trouble!

Dead or alive, you're living trash!

The king of trash!

Okay, so I'm trash.

But you're ugly.

Yes?

I want to get rid of some trash.

I don't think I'd fit.

Yeah, that's what I am, living trash!

Who cares if you die in the gutter?

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