Tokyo Godfathers Page #3

You're dead all the same.

You okay?

Hang in there, Gramps.

May I make one last request?

What?

Give me a drink of that.

You're not selling me into slavery!

Somebody, help!

I always wanted to die drunk, in a nice old house.

Now, I'm halfway there.

Fate works in strange ways.

I've lived a long time...

...but I'm just trash, as worthless dead as alive.

Don't talk like that!

You remind me of myself when I was younger.

Looking at you now...

...may I make a last request?

Get rid of this for me.

Some people will be hurt if it's known who I am.

Okay.

I understand.

No one will ever know.

Take care of yourself, okay?

May I make a last...

...request?

And now, goodbye.

That's it!

Thanks, Gramps!

Time for the New Year's clean-up!

Big breasts... Cool!

Husband?

Father...

Police.

Your dad's a cop?!

My father was a policeman!

Father, policeman?

Except I'm the one he's going to be arresting.

Hold it.

Hi!

How've you been?

Now?

Just cleaning up.

Hey, wake up!

Come on!

No! Not that!

Wake up, old man!

Kiyo-chan's coming?

It's time to die!

I'm there!

The girls are drinking near here.

Yeah?

We are just making our way.

All cleaned up.

All done.

Wait!

Give it back!

Give me that back!

Her foreigner husband looked like he was in a real bad mood.

Did he hit her?

No, she was being real nice for a girl so young.

My wife could learn something!

His foreign assailant fled,

taking a young woman and a baby hostage.

With the groom in serious condition,

police speculate this may be a war...

...between crime syndicates.

Hey, this is serious!

I'm not kidding around, either!

My mom's religious.

Me.

Isn't she cute?

I found her.

Those spots on her back look like wings.

So, I called her "Angel."

But she's gone.

Father...

I...

...stabbed my father.

I can never go back.

The baby?

A gift from God.

Yes.

Give me a break!

I've got a family at home!

Those children are my family!

They went in there.

Hey! The fare!

I'll be right back.

Miyuki!

Kiyoko!

Miyuki!

Kiyoko!

Where are you?

Kiyoko!

Miyuki!

How could you do this to me?!

It's your own fault!

You never listen to anything I say!

Use the scarf I made you...

...to mop up the blood!

What have you done with Angel?!

Where is she?

Where is my Angel?

She's right here.

Our angel.

I'm hungry.

Make me some food.

Why?

What are you doing in my house?

Miyuki-chan, take Kiyoko.

I'll get dinner.

Kiyoko!

Miyuki-chan!

Lady Bag?!

Oh, I've missed you, my little angel!

I wish I was her mother, but I'm just another homo.

Miyuki-chan...

I'm so glad you're safe.

Where's the geezer?

He could be dead for all I care!

I'm... I'm dying.

Maybe he went home.

Who cares?

All he thinks about is himself.

Yeah, Hana-san, but you're in love with him, aren't you?

Don't be silly!

I like my men to be more "manly."

The kind of man I like is slender, middle-aged, tanned...

...with a divine square-back haircut and a lower-town accent...

...who says, "Ah, what the hell"...

...when I don't quite have the cab fare.

So, what now, Hana-san?

Why are you calling me that?

"Uncle or lady Bag" is fine.

It's hard to say.

I'm glad.

He just died there?

He was homeless.

I might be next.

Just do your job.

Gin-chan!

Gin-chan! Gin-chan!

Take it easy.

Gin-chan!

Calm down!

Where is that man of mine?!

Kiyo...

If only tonight...

I wanted to see you before I died.

Kiyoko!

What is your desire?

My magic, or an ambulance?

An ambulance.

Well! Aren't you rude!

What are we going to do?

Kiyoko can't sleep out on the street!

The geezer's not here, we're freezing, sleepy, hungry.

This sucks!

I guess there's no choice.

I never thought I'd be here again.

I'm sorry.

We're closed for a private party tonight...

Ha...

Hana-chan?!

I know I have no right to come strolling in now...

...but there's no one else I can call on, "Mother"!

Hana-chan!

Mother!

Hana-chan!

Geezer?!

What happened, Gin-chan?!

Some kids beat me up.

I guess I'm just not an action hero.

He said he knew you.

But he said he was homeless, you know.

So am I.

No way!

But why?!

Since Ken died, I'm like a canary...

...that's forgotten its song.

You sing all the time!

Isn't she cute?!

I wish I could have one!

So, Ken-chan died, did he?

AIDS?

He slipped on the soap.

Oh, my.

Well, death is always a hair's breadth away.

But if you were in trouble, why didn't you come back?

We certainly had fun here, didn't we?

In this old bar...

I've had so much to drink...

My old memories...

All start to blur...

My lover...

Has left me...

People call me notorious...

Aw, you're ugly!

Good for nothing...

Get off!

Good for nothing...

What a terrible thing to say...

Eat sh*t, you old fart!

"Sh*t" I'll take, but "fart" I won't!

I couldn't come back after I'd done that.

A little bit of money took care of that.

I'm just happy you're all right.

Stop it!

You scare me when you start crying.

What about that baby?

Is the girl its mother?

Well...

Where is your mother, anyway?

Abandoned?!

Yes! I've been abandoned!

Them's the breaks, I guess.

I could see me in her.

Born on the street, and back there again.

That's why I want to find her a home full of love!

All I ever wanted was love!

Ow!

What the hell?!

The geezer's come out.

Where are my clothes?!

Way to go, Gin-chan!

Come back any time.

Thank you, Mother.

My mother's white breath

as she watches me set out

on a long journey.

My mother's white breath

as she watches me set out

on a long journey.

My mother's white breath

as she watches me set out

on a long journey.

Oh, man!

An empty building's always nice, but look who got here first.

I'd just love to fill up on some meat!

Don't you dare!

Just kidding!

The snow's let up.

Miyuki-chan...

Will you go shopping?

Okay.

Get me some sak.

Just one.

I wish.

"Honey, I'm home."

You stayed in there?

You'd think you were homeless!

Actually, we're looking for these people.

Nishizawa Sachiko...

Do you know her?

She never paid me back for her Neighborhood Association dues.

Are you a relative?

No!

We're acquaintances of a relative.

Her husband was no better.

Gambling day and night, and mean when he drank.

Living on his wife's earnings and borrowed money.

Where are they now?

I wouldn't know.

Kurumizawa-san might.

They left about three months ago.

The house was seized for debt.

One night they just up and went.

They were a nice couple at first...

...but it wasn't long before they started fighting.

That's poverty for you.

All that debt didn't stop him from lording it over her.

Even the most dedicated wife has her limits.

You'd see bruises sometimes.

The poor woman.

Not on her, on him!

Oh, dear!

But his mother would always take his side against her.

His parents built them this house.

Where do they live?

Yamanouchi-san might know.

Her mother-in-law was always complaining...

...that she never did any housework.

But her son was perfect, of course.

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