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the record famous.

What did he say, this Sarasate?

I've listened many times,

but I can't make it out.

I thought you might

be able to hear it.

I don't think I can either.

If only it were a bit clearer.

Speaking of voices,

I heard a strange voice.

I visited my wife's sister

in hospital.

She said something strange today.

I'm to give you the cod eggs

in the cupboard.

Did she mean me?

Apparently so.

Then she fell asleep.

This is delicious.

Do we have cod eggs?

We should have.

No?

No, we don't.

That's strange.

I thought we did.

You're just tired.

Is she really going to die?

I noticed that all the life

has left her eyes.

But she can still see?

I wonder.

Her eyes seemed to be watching us.

But I'm not sure.

Besides, the shape of her nose

has changed.

She's too young to die.

I think she'll get well again.

- Why?

- Why not?

You're wrong!

Ah!

It wasn't you who said,

"You're wrong!"?

No.

If I had, my wife wouldn't

have been so shocked.

Then she said it.

No. She has this strange habit.

When something new happens to her

she always looks into her mirror.

She did that immediately.

Proving it was

a new experience for her.

Then it must have been you.

You said it.

If I'd been alone, of course,

maybe I just imagined it.

But my wife heard it too.

It's a sign!

You say what you don't mean to say.

And you make out

it's somebody else's voice.

You've gone crazy.

You've got something wrong

in the head.

I'm normal.

There's nothing wrong with me.

It's frightening.

You'd better be careful.

What's wrong?

- What's wrong with you?

- I'm going home.

Farewell.

Please come again.

Nakasago soon took

to the road again.

He wandered around like a gypsy,

leaving his wife all alone.

Where are you headed?

Where?

Oh, I've walked all the way.

Aren't you headed somewhere?

Never mind me.

It's going to rain.

Let's hurry!

But where?

Where are we going?

See, it's getting dark.

It'll be dark soon.

We'd better hurry.

Even the glass

of the windows is bursting

Even the garden at the school...

It really is night already.

Even the glass

of the windows is bursting

Even the garden at the school...

Who are those people?

Who?

Where?

On that bridge.

What are they doing?

They're watching fireworks.

Be careful.

Will you stay with me?

I really must go.

Then I shall escort you.

I was once beguiled by a fox

on the road at night.

You're saying I'm a fox?

No, this just reminded me of it.

My apologies.

But you're right.

I could very well be a fox.

And you could very well be

in the fox's den.

A place from which

there is no escape.

Well, I never!

You look like you've seen a ghost.

Didn't you hear that?

It was just stones falling.

Where were they falling from?

Where did they fall from?

Did someone throw them?

Is someone in the garden?

No, there's no one out there.

Please don't leave!

There's no one here.

Please stay here with me

just a little while longer.

I'll think it over.

I'm bored of Japan.

I'm getting married.

I've followed you this far.

But you have a wife.

Hey!

Hey!

So you're getting married?

Congratulations are in order!

You like my bones, don't you?

After my body's cremated,

and they're pink,

like pure cherry blossom.

You'll want them, won't you?

I know.

You caress me

as if you were sucking my very bones.

I can tell.

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Dean

What is it?

I can feel pain across my chest.

Look.

It's an allergy.

The plum tree in the garden...

It's so itchy!

Close the shutters.

That's why I asked you

to cut it down last winter!

You know all about my allergy.

I'm allergic to pollen.

I have to be careful.

The doctor warned me.

It's so itchy!

Brother-in-law?

Yes, it's me.

Where's my sister?

She's ill.

It's her usual spring allergies.

I thought you were Nakasago.

Has he been to see you?

Yes, with my sister.

With my wife?

Is that true?

Yes.

It was a very windy day.

It's a miracle she's still alive.

The doctor's already given up.

But she still has her strength.

It might be better for her

if she just died quickly.

Can she see?

They say she can't.

What's wrong?

A bit of dust...

Don't rub it.

You'll scratch your eye.

Come in the light.

Close your eyes.

Don't open them.

Just a little more.

That hurts.

She thought I couldn't see,

so she just went ahead.

She thought it was a secret.

She really enjoyed it!

Are you still there?

Are you angry?

Why?

Because I've said too much.

I'm not angry.

This is proof you're getting better.

Brother...

What now?

Did you eat the cod eggs

I kept in the cupboard?

Yes. Thank you.

Were they good?

Yes, quite delicious.

I bought them especially for you.

I didn't want my sister to have them.

Who is it?

Who's there?

Who is it?

My husband is out.

I said he's not here!

Why are you making love to me now,

when my body is so repulsive?

You're at your best.

Things are best when they begin to rot.

Hello!

How about lunch?

I was at your place.

Your wife said you were out.

So I headed back.

I see.

How was she?

Who?

My wife.

What did you talk about?

Nothing in particular.

I hate to say this, but...

...she's not my type.

She's far too rich.

Is that so?

Like a skeleton

having sex on a tin roof.

What about your wife?

She's not great.

She's far too slight.

There's not much of her.

Bedding her is like chewing on vinegar.

I once took her from behind

in the kitchen.

How was it?

In the kitchen.

Good sex.

At first she fought back,

but then she hung on tight.

But afterwards she cried,

regretting she wasn't

"one of my countryside geisha".

Stupid woman.

Do you treat everyone like that?

Like animals?

Your wife, the geisha O-lne...

And...

And what?

Go on. Spit it out.

You're right, after all.

I won't get angry.

Here. Come on.

How about we swap wives?

Swap wives?

Nakasago! Are you crazy?

Yes, I am.

Don't act so surprised!

I've been crazy my entire life.

You've known ever since we met.

Well, I guess that's true.

So you agree?

Enough of your jokes.

Skeletons.

They're the best.

The most beautiful human form.

Remove the skin and flesh

that cover their pure beauty.

Then polish the bones.

Lately,

I felt that the more women I sleep with,

the deeper I sink into a sea of flesh.

The bones beyond that sea

look so pure and beautiful.

Bones are the ultimate flesh.

As beautiful as ivory?

No, ivory doesn't even come close.

But you might be right.

If I die,

I'll leave my bones to you.

My actual bones, unburnt.

But in return...

...if you die first,

I get your bones.

I'll make a beautiful skeleton

out of you and put you on display.

That would please you, wouldn't it?

Agreed?

Are we agreed?

A few months later,

Mrs Nakasago had a baby girl.

Congratulations.

A girl, isn't it?

Her name's Toyoko.

It was my husband's choice.

You're his best friend.

He took part of your name for her.

Would you like to hold her?

He didn't tell you about naming her?

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