5:59 A.M.
Year of the Bull: Consequences attend your every word.
Plans may fall apart this day.
Year of the Tiger: The past binds, but the future awaits.
Even so, choose your path with care.
Perhaps juvenile illiteracy isn't rising as fast as they say.
6:41 A.M.
There's the stress of entrance exams to consider.
Cramming starts in grade school these days, right?
So they say.
Then there's also the matter of...
I said something, I know, but...
What was I like when I said it?
Was there someone in particular I...?
Dear, oh dear, we're out of bread Dear, oh dear, we're out of bread
It's ''Standby" with Takero Morimoto!
Let's go straight to Traffic HQ. Usui-san?
Near the Kohoku parking area, by the Yokohama/Machida exit...
Excuse me. Bread, please?
7:48 A.M.
7:49 A.M.
7:50 A.M.
You into that?
Way to go, Miki.
Mi-yu-ki.
Was that it?
Oops, my bad.
Turns you on, huh?
Me too.
Whoa, hey, wait...
Wait!
Good morning, MST.
How may I help you?
In terms of profit, between generating web sites and infrastructure...
it's 225 million the first year,
150 the next, then 30% after that.
What can we expect in the way of first-year setup costs?
Customized databases like this usually go for 200 million.
How are we set for tech?
I hear we'll be using Java?
So we're thinking of going entirely with Java on the DBNS.
We're looking into it, yes.
This "intra" package, what are we looking at?
For now we're talking server,
company LAN, communal database...
and firewall.
Let's try and keep our customers' needs in mind while we...
Let's go snowboarding sometime.
- Snowboarding? - Uh-huh.
I forget you do that.
We tried Yuzawa last time.
In Niigata Prefecture?
Think so, yeah.
Great.
I fell a lot, but it was fun.
Boss, I need a loan.
My panties. They need washing.
Your panties?
What the...?
It's not like we're strangers.
Yes, we are. Total stra...
So we fuck and that's it?
That was ages ago. Why bring it up now?
So I should wear dirty panties the rest of my life?
Wh-What are you...?
So I should be a fool with a dirty body, dirty panties, dirty mind.
Calm down. You're acting strange.
I'm handling my job just fine.
I'm pulling my weight at the office.
I'm pulling my own damn weight!
And still my underwear's filthy.
If it were cancer, it would mean I'd die.
That's what you all want, right? For me to get cancer and die?
How much you need?
50,000 yen.
Fine.
Expensive laundry.
The number you have dialed is out of range
or turned off.
The number you have dialed is...
Sorry, can't come to the phone right now...
Have you seen Jim?
Tell him to call Miyuki on the cell.
Say I wanted S, but C's okay too.
Hello.
Hey, gimme some C.
S is good too.
How may I help you?
Is it money? Here, look. Here.
S or C, either's fine.
I've got the cash. Come on, gimme some.
Stupid bitch, don't ever use the front door!
It's business hours, or hadn't you noticed?
It's tough being a two-timer.
You two-timer!
They're probably in some shady business.
I bet.
Why are you wearing school uniforms?
So, got any S I can have?
'Scuse me?
What about you guys?
Go back to rehab.
Wouldn't give you any even if we did.
I've got the cash.
Yeah, well, so do I.
I'm doin' business here, you mind?
Just go, will you?
What was that all about?
Got your message. Need some?
Uh-huh.
- Where are you? - Shibuya.
Stand in front of 109. Somebody'll call.
I'm crossing the street. Wave, will you?
Hey, can I have some?
Share with me.
Can I have some?
You want it that much, huh?
You whores, always begging for this shit...
You make me sick!
Please, stop!
Scream for me.
Hey, what happened?
You're bleeding!
Are you okay? Who did it?
You poor baby...
It's okay. It's okay now.
Who the hell did this?
It's okay. It's okay now.
Shh...don't cry.
Here, you want this?
Just don't cry.
Shh, shh. Don't cry.
More, more.
I'm home.
Hey there.
An all-nighter?
I wish you'd have called.
Your face...
What happened?
I got pushed at the station, fell down some stairs.
My God.
I'm starving.
I decided to go "ethnic" today.
Hope it won't sting your cuts.
Gotta have calcium, right?
- Looks great. - 7:00 P.M.
...Kusakabe-san?
Thanks. An earlier accident on Route 3 near Tanimachi...
has traffic stalled all the way to Ikejiri.
Outbound from Tokyo, traffic's stalled from Tanimachi to Shiodome...
while inbound is jammed to Miyakezaka.
Alternately, inbound on Route 4 from Miyakezaka...
Haven't seen him in two, three years.
What's he up to?
Could be anythin'. Who knows?
That fujin wind-god is amazing.
Staying long, Hide?
Nah, goin' home. Not my kind of town.
Leavin' soon for Kyoto.
Prob'ly a good thing. I'm more the "big-city type" than you.
We have the best girls.
- Time for work. - Yes, ma'am.
Come on in, mister.
Pick me.
Excuse me.
Wow, you girls make it tough to choose.
Keep burnin' the midnight oil.
Catch you next time.
...Nah, just takes time.
Yeah, rev 'er up to 1300 RPM.
America. Wow.
She hits hard, but so do I.
Your kicks almost broke her back.
What kicks?
The ones you gave...um...
Pa...Pau...Paula?
- That one. - Who-what-where?
I got her in the back.
Anyway, it's over.
Well...too bad you left the ring.
What if she kicked you like that?
Better her than me.
That's no way to think.
And why is it again that I have to marry you?
You said once we had money, we could.
I said that?
Cawl, look...
I'm not into guys who propose out of nowhere...
let alone show up with lots of money.
I'm not ready for marriage, and for sure not with you.
So that's the end of that.
Go home, huh? You'll miss your train.
Mami, what's wrong?
This isn't you.
I wanna be normal, okay?
I don't want trouble, is all.
Mami, you're tired.
That's it.
Let's take a trip.
An island someplace, where you'll feel better.
Mami.
Go home, I said!
You understand enough Japanese for that.
Go on, get out.
Don't worry. Once we're on the road, it'll be different.
You are so stupid. You go.
Back to your shitty little country, while you're at it.
Pakistan.
Huh?
My country is Pakistan.
So you know your own country. Good for you.
Go on, get out!
Leave me alone!
I can't stand to look at you!
You make me sick, okay? Just go.
Th-This isn't...
isn't happeni...
So you didn't see him at all.
Fuck no, came up from behind.
Is that so?
Hello? Yeah, it's me.
Where are you?
You're in Chiba?
Chiba's a bit far, my friend.
Fucker so much as scratches that paint and he's...
Shit!
It's like I knew, y'know?
It was made for me...
Have you seen Sato's car?
Hadn't even taken it for a long drive yet.
Yeah, both the car and his girl are gone.
Shit.
Right, weekend. Place is dead.
Call again later, sure.
And the acceleration, damn! It was like...
Shouldn't you worry a little about the girl?
But that fucking car, man!
Manuelito, it's Mama.
How's my big boy?
I miss you.
Yes, I miss you a lot too.
I'll be home soon.
You fighting with Andres?
You shouldn't. He's smaller than you.
Sure, honey. Okay.
I'll bring Ultraman and Power Rangers.
Yes, honey. I love you.
So, so much.
Let me talk to Auntie now.
Hi, how are you?
I'm good, thanks.
The wrestling tour's over.
I'll be home in two days.
Please take good care of Manuelito.
Thanks.
Talk to you soon.
Bye then.
I'm not following you.
Yeah, the girls say that all the time.
Move this shitcan outta my way!
- No luck. - No car, nothin'.
That's okay.
This everybody?
Must be the weekend...
Ryo, that's not it, man.
Thing is, we all hate Sato's guts.
It'd be easier just t' kill him.
String his punk ass up!
Anyway.
Kenta, Murakami, take the park.
Bob, Shin, take the hill.
Kane, Seki, hit the roads.
- Got it? - Got it.
This it?
Yo, Shin.
Takashi's guys... why aren't they here?
You fucking with me or what?
By the way, this is Kiku and Shu. They're with me.
On the way home from Little League, I see.
Oh, that's just to fuck shit up. Don't worry.
Are we gonna be here all night, or what?
What'd you say?
- Watch your mouth, motherfucker. - Make me.
- We will, but you won't like it. - After the car, then.
- Now, you fucker! - Any time, fuckface.
What are you, deaf?
Think I won't do it?
Cut it out! What the hell?
What're you doing?
They're just a coupla punks, man...
Act your fuckin' age already!
- Sato... - What?
Think of it as growing pains.
It's okay, I tell you. Leave it to me.
If the cops pick you up, act crazy.
I'll fix it so you're sent back home.
To Pakistan. Your country, you know.
Once there, you're set.
Getting you there...
It'll be expensive, but the cops'll help.
It'll work out. No problem.
"No problem"?
"It'll work out"?
Three years ago, I left home on that.
So you've said. Over and over.
"Passport, visa, job, all for only 1,500,000 yen.
Save up money in Japan and go home rich."
"No problem." So you've said.
You here to play, or...?
Not for play, no.
You talk Japanese?
Kimutaku. He wears the stuff too.
You've heard of him.
Hey! Gimme another vanilla Coke.
Um, yes.
Chashu ramen, thank you.
Also gyoza.
- No gyoza. - Ah, okay.
- Wonton. - You still owe for last time.
- I paid. - For the sake and tenshin noodles.
The one after that, when you came here again.
You bet you'll pay.
So what'll it be?
Beer and wonton soup.
I'll call your cell if I see them, Ryo.
Thanks, man.
Oh, man.
Fuck-k-k-k-k...
...Correct! 20 points for Takeda.
Takeda's finally gaining!
Our show's almost over, but it's still anyone's game!
Yukawa, what happened? You're in last place with 90 points!
And now for the final question...
Either way, you need to decide.
Your way out's going as we speak.
How much?
For now, don't worry. First you go home.
We're both from Pakistan.
Knowing that, of course I'll want to help.
My people can always count on me.
Helping them helps me.
I'm happy to do it.
How kind.
Your help I don't need, thanks.
Why not?
If I turn to you now...
for the rest of my life, you'll own me.
Why'd you call, then?
Why the hostility?
Fine, then. I'll leave you alone.
If you change your mind, call me.
Before you're in custody.
By the way...
I know you're busy, being a killer...
but don't forget this month's installment.
I'm not paying. That's over.
But you have to, or you'll hurt the relationship.
I've paid what it cost you to bring me here.
Promptness is a virtue, Cawl...
So what's it now, interest?
I helped you come here...
Why? To support you?
Give me my money.
No. I won't do it!
But I'm telling you that...
I paid my 1,500,000 yen.
Thanks to you, I'm screwed.
Damn it!
You're upset. I understand.
Take a step back, and...
It's nothing personal...
but a debt's a debt.
Why, Cawl! You're rich!
Wait, that's not...
You may be a friend...
but money's a better one.
Stop.
That's mine, not yours.
So's your leg okay or what, Sato?
I'll get him. Just you watch.
She looked good, for a kidnap victim.
Bitch was two-timing me.
You wouldn't have helped, otherwise.
Smart man.
We could, like, take turns with her.
Ryo, you go first, if you want.
Such a gentleman.
Car belongs to Junko, actually.
But if I lost both, I'd really be screwed.
Indeed.
I would've busted him open, taken back the car...
There! Right there! You see?
Ha! Fuckers.
The cops! Call the cops!
Wait up! Hey!
Hey, kid...
Care for your stuff, and it'll care for you.
My, my, what a mess.
His face is like gone, man.
Kenta.
That trash. Go throw it away.
Sure.
He'll stain the car.
You keep it so nice.
So, Ryo, you think things'll ever change?
There you go, Sato.
Don't catch cold.
Aw, man...
you take this neat stuff too far.
You assholes! I'll get you for this!
Watch your backs, man!
You're so effin' dead!
Over here!
C'mon, funeral time.
He came to Tokyo five years ago. Liked the sea.
I think he said to throw his ashes here if he died.
You think he said.
Think so. Yeah.
I see.
I do think...
he'd be happier in there.
If something happened here, I don't know...
But he never could sleep in Tokyo...
so he had to pop pills.
Then he didn't wake up.
Heart attack, they said.
The train with his body...
went round and round, round and round.
From morning till night, round and round.
And that's all I know.
Later, Banderas.
And you?
Home.
See you.
Now what?
7:03 A.M.
It's "Standby"with Takero Morimoto!
And here's Usui-san with traffc.
Thank you. Near the Kohoku parking area...
an accident's being cleared by the Yokohama/Machida exit.
Traffc's stalled for three miles, so expect a 15-minute delay.
Excuse me. Milk, please?
We'll get through it somehow
Somehow we'll get through
We'll get through it somehow
Somehow we will
Someday we'll work it out
Someday, somehow, we will
Someday we'll work it out
Someday, somehow
"You'll never amount to anything
Never, for the rest of your life
Nothing is what you'll amount to
A nothing, a nobody"
Give me a hand, will you
Give me something, at least
Give me a hand, will you
A hand, anything
There I was, in my sandals
There, in front of the diner
There, looking up at the clouds
Forever and ever and ever
A reckoning will come, you'll see
Someday it'll come
The world will be wrapped in light
And the people will run in circles
Round and around and around
The birds are in the sky, singing
Singing, the fish are in the sea
We'll get through it somehow
Somehow, anyhow