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Edo, 1841
To bend with the world in humor As the willow, o the willow, bends
This is the curative for life.
Magistrate's Order for Austerity
Christianity forbidden
These 13 women are guilty of performing songs on the street
They are sentenced to three days of exposure.
Thereafter they are banished from Edo.
Though people think him worthless,
a paperback writer pumps out
his pulp fiction and poems,
all at bargain prices. Still, when cops come
all he can do is scurry away like a rat.
To waste away the days on such vanity
is only for fools.
Fool as I am,
here's a word for you. What's next?
With singing gone, will all fun go?
Yonder is Kawasaki.
Crossing Shinagawa...
we have arrived in Edo. Send word home...
this is the famous Nihonbashi.
Our new ship of ebony a grand sight to see.
With twill and silk stowed below
stacked on them still is satin gold.
Prepare the cargo...
Is the book-lender here?
She just arrived.
These comics are all shabby looking.
The austerity order bans bright colors.
They don't know thrifty and stingy
are two different things.
Girls, take what you like.
Thank you.
What about Tale of Eight Dogs? Is the next one out?
Master Bakin lost his sight.
He dictates, but every scribe leaves.
He's so particular.
Of course. 27 years now?
28 this year.
He's been at it for so long.
So, he turned to family.
Aren't the educated ones all dead?
His daughter-in-law.
He used to dictate his letters to her.
He and his publisher resolved to make it work with her,
and the end was finally in sight.
But, the censors came.
O, blast it!
Lord Mizuno is combing through
the book for signs of dissension.
Unlucky timing.
I never found out who you are, but
thanks for all these years.
Hey, Ms. O-Gin is leaving.
I'll meet the master at Isago.
I'm fine alone.
Mr. Shunsui.
Sushi in a private room. Sticking it to the austerity order?
That's style, Horikiri.
Censor Torii, who cracked down on Western doctors,
is rumored to become magistrate.
Thus may be our last.
Lord Mizuno and Magistrate Torii. Double trouble.
Birds of a feather flock together, as they say...
like attracts like.
Plays and fiction are apt to be scapegoats.
Scary.
No worries, your love scenes are classy.
You don't get it.
Spring Color books are»
Plum Calendar was a good book, but»
Don't fight when you're eating.
He's 100 green to get it.
You two need to enjoy drinking a little more.
Always serious. You have the face of a hard-working man.
You like it?
Yes.
Your brows, your eyes, your nose,
your mouth, your jaw.
Just enough toughness and salt.
This way, sir.
Here.
Thanks.
Hi, O-Gin.
I'll check the deliveries.
That'll be great.
O-Gin.
Where's your comb?
I must have left it by the mirror.
O-Gin.
A passing dream drifting away
in one night still is missed
when the morning bell rings;
Let me live in flames than live without you
in the shade of this fleeting world.
Goddam good.
I'll take a lantern.
I got it.
Here you go.
It's cold.
Do you mind if I have a drink?
A cup for her.
Who's there?
Shunsui the writer and Eisen the painter
are partying in a room full of geishas.
Who's the host?
Horikiri, a merchant from Nihonbashi, and his woman, 0-Gin.
The one who sells Dutch sugar?
That's right...
you hate Dutch sugar, don't you?
I hate all things foreign.
Allow foreign tastes and you get
more Christians, more opium. Soon, we're the next China.
Tamamushi.
Yes?
What else?
0-Gin had several purses filled with 200 copper coins.
Tip for the dancers or geishas.
Why would she leave early, then?
And not go back to the store?
It's a trifle.
More dead?
They keeled over just as they reached the Gate.
The famine was terrible in the west.
At least Edo looks vibrant.
Would you say one gold coin would
do from the river to Kamakura?
Where in Kamakura?
Tokeiji Temple.
I wasn't here tonight.
Understood, mister?
Yes, ma'am.
No more iron sand.
Add some more coal!
Three baskets here, two and a half over there.
Got an air path goin'.
I see it good n' clear.
Jogo? A word with you?
With your husband...
the way he is, the young guys worry
our iron shop won't last.
I kind of think
it's time to say what has to be said.
What do you want?
Come home.
This ain't good.
Have you looked in a mirror?
Speak when your face is normal.
So, this is your monster wife?
You need to set an example for our men.
Even a bandit would run it he saw you on a street at night.
Half your face is blistered. It's all a mess.
Please.
I don't need you, but the shop needs your skill.
Your husband is the furnace.
This serves as my wife.
Now, go home.
Any more of your blistery face in my sight,
the feast I just had will circle back and come out of my mouth.
Then,
let me go.
What did you say?
I want a divorce.
The shop needs your skill.
Why would I sign a divorce paper?
Keep working till you're blistered on the other half!
Shigezo, you better stop there,
or she might run to Tokeiji over the mountain.
Tokeiji?
Fine.
Run if you dare.
Cut off your hair and work for two years without men.
It's like a prison.
There's no ironmaking there.
Say what she will,
Blister Face loves to boss around men.
Little God,
just like Grandpa said,
I can tell good iron,
but
I can't tell a good man.
I'm
...better off dead.
I saved these coins.
Show me what to do.
Go right and drown myself in the river,
go left and escape to Tokeiji,
Or...
take this road back
to where I came from?
Give me an answer.
Right or left?
Or the middle?
Looking down the valley from the mountain
I see a child picking up a pebble
and wrapping it in paper.
I got into a fight with the carriage men.
I scared them off,
but I sprained my ankle. Now I can't walk.
I broke one of their jaws with that thing.
Keep it honey.
You from here?
Shichiri Beach.
Going home?
200 copper coins.
Help me, dear.
I'm the mistress of Horikiri, the merchant at Nihonbashi.
Name's O-Gin.
I'm escaping to Tokeiji.
Do they help with
divorce for a mistress?
Sure they do. What's your name?
Jogo.
Jogo, they're on my tail.
Let's hurry.
My sandals.
Sandals?
Get my sandals.
Can you climb?
I will.
Be careful, now.
We'll be able to get a cart soon.
You just gave that purse
to the farmer.
Here.
How many do you have?
If a bandit came I could throw it and run.
Here, take it
I don't need it.
I'm runnin' away to the temple, too.
How did you get so efficient?
Grandpa taught me.
Just because you
escape there doesn't mean you get to live in the temple right away.
- There's questioning... - At one of the official inns.
Stop!
False alarm.
Throw anything on you into the gate, and
it's deemed a kakekomi?
As long as a guard or someone's there.
Footsteps.
Dammit.
There!
They're here!
Thank you very much.
Travel safe.
We have a kakekomi!
Someone must be chasing them.
Jogo:
Take it!
Wait!
Give it to me.
Kakekomi complete!
That was some punch.
Are you Shinjiro?
You know him?
He's the owner's nephew.
Owner?
Kashiwaya Genbei the 3rd.
I'm the manager, Rihei.
No smelling salts?
He's a doctor?
A novice.
He got in trouble in Edo, and had to leave.
Women on the run and a man on the run.
Here, pick him up.
Yes, sir.
Lift, you dope!
Mackerel! Mackerel!
Fresh from Koshigoe!
Hard worker as I am, I'm always hungry in the morning!
I'll check upstairs.
Mackerel is it?
Where am 1?
Who am I?
And this?
We're in a closet,
you are Shinjiro,
that's a ginseng leaf and I am O-Katsu, Rihei's wife.
How did you
know what works on bruises?
You woke up last night and gave us instructions.
Don't you remember?
Can I help you?
Lice, Fleas, Ticks Fight.
Lice flees?
No. Lice. Fleas. Ticks.
We don't have any at this inn!
You didn't look itchy,
and it's not the season for ticks.
It's my book, a comic!
I'm writing: Lice, Fleas, Ticks Fight.
Writhing?
No, not writhing, writing!
My manuscript?
Was that a dream?
A dream?
A dream.
Are you studying medicine or writing?
Writing? No, no, not I. Not in...
The two kakekomis!
Not in the two?
Thought change. The runaways.
Follow me?
To where? Hakone?
Was that a joke?
Genbei's just begun the questioning.
My uncle has?
Follow me, will you?
Genbei is my uncle.
Wrong.
No, I'm Genbei's nephew.
Nephew, yes. but uncle, no.
Follow?
Divert him as you may, you can't fool a bill collector. I'm with you!
Genbei is your aunt.
That's not a woman's name!
No name is perfect!
Husbands of this world
can divorce as they wish,
but not so with wives.
Hence, Tokeiji exists for those wives, or mistresses,
as does this inn.
We will question you after breakfast as to your reasons.
Thank you.
Thereafter-
A messenger will be sent to summon
the husband or man.
How much is the messenger fee?
The recipient will pay.
And the tier fees?
There are three.
The highest tier is 20 gold coins upon entry
and 30 more to the temple office.
Daily life is elegant: tea ceremonies and poetry.
I'll take that one.
- The second tier... - Is essentially sewing.
You sew kimonos, vests, etc.
And deliver them to the mercer.
The tips go to the temple office.
I'll have 10 gold coins left after I pay for my tier.
Please use that to put Jogo in the second tier.
No. I'm only worth the lowest tier, or maybe lower.
- Let me... - The cheapest is the ohashita.
Cooking, laundry, cleaning the temple,
inside and outside,
clearing cobwebs, dust,
the ohashita do all the menial work.
I'll be ohashita, then.
From the day you enter, you will do the same work-
as the nuns. Zen and sutras. No raw food--that's basic.
Hoshu, who's in charge, teaches marital art.
Martial art?
She is a master of Hekiryu archery, as well as pole weapons.
Shinjiro? Come here.
Yes.
Pleasure to meet you.
We have met, though you may not recall.
Last time you were smaller than the seed of Tom Thumb.
How long ago?
This is my nephew, Shinjiro.
Seems he's having trouble in Edo,
so I'm taking him in for a while.
Now, let's eat.
Jogo's here and O-Gin's there.
Pour soy sauce on it right on the grill,
I can eat five!
Mackerel's a year-round fish: always more.
Wonderful.
You help, too, Shinjiro.
Yes.
O-Tane, give me a hand.
Trays.
Listen...
after breakfast
I want you to help Rihei question Jogo.
Already?
You're not on vacation.
I'll work. I am working.
Without Tokeiji,
you would not be born.
Never mind. Live each day
giving thanks to Tokeiji.
Okay
Rihei? Rihei?
Rihei,
do you mind?
After we eat?
Sure.
Let me see that.
Don't worry, I'm studying medicine.
May I examine that?
See? Look at this.
See this?
My bruise is gone.
You can punch me, even lice, fleas, ticks can bite me, but there'll be no trace.
Wounds heal.
They heal.
Shinjiro,
here, sit.
As you wish.
Kamakura swords have been famous for centuries.
27 swordsmiths in town. They all use
the black sand of Shichiri.
Your shop is busy.
You're always by the fire, hence, your blisters.
Meaning your husband makes you do all the work.
Now, why did you have to move like that?
What's wrong?
What is this?
Treatment.
Treatment? What's that?
It's what a doctor does to a patient. This leaf--
What did you just say?
Go home!
Home? This is my uncle, I mean auntie's...
What is the reason
for not marrying him?
He and I both have a past.
Why bother marrying?
We just want to love and work together.
No name for that.
So, I'm just his mistress.
How many times a month did you quarrel with him?
We never fight.
We're not on equal footing. He's above me.
Two years ago
he bought a suit of armor from the Keicho War at an antique store.
Armor from the 1600s?
Yes, there was crusted blood on it.
Remnant of an old battlefield.
Probably stripped from a corpse.
He bought it and put it where we sleep.
It was creepy, so I asked him to get rid of it.
Ever since,
our lovemaking
was all--
A battlefield?
More frequently, too, since he turned 50.
Days in a row?
Sometimes, three or five times.
Good lord.
It got to me mentally more than physically.
I have no idea how Horikiri made his fortune.
Not that he would tell me.
One night
as we made love
I thought...
perhaps this man has killed countless people.
It made me terrified of the night.
You pushed it and now she won'! speak.
Hers is a patient's face.
The very face of a waiting patient.
I'm just itching to treat her. Now.
We're here to question, not treat.
Say we call her husband and
she can't defend herself before the officer?
The officer will recommend a settlement.
Talk to each other.
Void the kakekomi.
That's about it.
These burns show how much
she can endure pain
She won't argue with him.
He has no talent, so he's jealous of her skill.
Those types exploit another's weakness. He'll persistently
attack her face.
How do we counter?
With a new face.
Good idea.
So, treatment first.
We put off the summons as long as we can.
Meanwhile, I'll find out more near her shop.
The husband may come here.
We'll cross that bridge when we get to it.
What do you say, Jogo?
Try letting me
treat you for a while.
Wonderful!
Why wonder? She just agreed.
Wonderful is not to wonder.
To wonder is to question.
An answer is wonder-filled. Therefore, wonderful.
So, you see
her agreement is absolutely
wonderful to me.
Wonder-full.
Wonderful.
What happens if he doesn't show?
What then?
Some formalities and, then, into the Mountain.
Mountain?
That's what we call Tokeiji here.
Sir.
Your fee?
I have other deliveries.
100 copper coins per mile?
Yes, sir.
Manager
please pay him 2600.
Yes, sir.
This is no kidnapping, boss.
She paid off the guard and passed the Gate.
She ran away to Tokeiji.
I thought she was crazy for you.
I did, too.
No boyfriend.
I know that.
An affair would disqualify her.
Then?
Money.
You think so?
She'd be killed if she went to the cops.
2 years at Tokeiji,
she gets my money, and a divorce at the end.
She's taken herself hostage.
What about the summons?
The hell with it.
Neither of us can tell the truth.
I just have to wait and see.
That sly fox really got me good.
That's Officer Ishii from the temple office.
Men can't go past the hill gate
so, the custodians wear bells.
This is Her Excellency, Hoshu.
Who was that?
What did he want?
Where's Jogo?
Did she run?
Spearflower, you are a good diuretic and antidote.
Here we go.
Thank you very much.
Light folds out
Like a fan from Gemi mountain
A musty sunset over Fan Valley
Hey, mister.
Want to know about Jogo?
Why don't you ask me?
Or is this...
The walk of shame, so entertaining when it's your neighbor?
Oh, no, no.
Here's a wife and, there, her profligate husband.
Morning return grows horns on the wife.
Mourning in the morning for her love.
Tit for tat
and all over again.
Or, rather, all over her pain.
Enough, dammit!
You're from the Inn?
You'll get a summons in a couple days.
I know, you know.
What?
The incident
from 2 years ago when O-Mitsu
the wile of Kesaji, the oil seller, ran away.
So, what?
It's not her in the temple.
Genbei helped a prostitute escape a brothel.
Their henchmen might pay you a visit
Be a sport
Waiting and waiting for you
Outside the mosquito net
Bitten by the skeeters...
Togasaki Swordsman's School Outdoor Practice
...the Fifth Move.
Bravo!
Move, Yu!
That was wonderful.
O-Katsu. Don't make a guest work.
She wanted to.
The oven that was so hard to heat is all fired up. She's a fire goddess.
Shinjiro, questioning before dinner?
I'm going to the archive.
He's enamored with the archive.
Lots of folks want to become writers.
He wants to write?
A writer must know people.
Know people?
To study them.
All those battles of the sexes stored
in the archive-- it's a treasure trove for a paperback writer.
So many want to be famous.
They want the geishas to fawn over them at Yoshiwara and Fukagawa
go to the banquet hall of a rich man or
a samurai, scribble a few words on a fan and get paid a lot.
That's what they all want, Jogo.
There must be those who just want
to write good stories in earnest, no?
Wishful thinking.
Studying, Maestro?
Huh?
O-Katsu is accusing
you of exploiting the Inn for your ambition to write.
I did not.
Yes, you did.
I'm not a paperback writer, but
I've encountered Bakin at the bathhouse.
Bakin, as in
the lord of fiction?
I don't know about "lord."
How about "king?"
I'm curious. Tell us about it.
About 10 years ago
1 was at a bathhouse in Kanda.
Early morning
but crowded. It was the very scene from Sanba: “Gods and demons,
love and futility all bathing together."
The classy top-knot, wringing his towel.
The wide fan-knot of the tattooed giant.
The messy bunch-knot of the servant.
Chatter, songs,
the occasional clacking from the entrance make for quite a ruckus.
And in the corner, quietly washing himself...
What was in the bucket?
A ripe persimmon, reflected.
Bakin was looking at a persimmon?
He wasn't looking--
at the persimmon.
He saw the picture of attainment.
Attainment? What's that?
Letting it all go.
Didn't you speak to him?
I couldn't. Something happened.
Excuse me, there.
City and country folk all get their space.
Bakin's work is nothing but a copy of others.
Tale of Eight Days is just a reproduction of Water Margin.
He gets credit for reading that huge book, though.
But, to copy Kyoden's masterpiece?
It's not even worth getting upset.
Besides, Bakin's writing is only as deep as the tip of his brush.
There's no substance.
If there is any,
it's only the cliches you get from the pulpit.
He has no awareness of the world.
Perched like a weathercock, looking down at us. Who does he think he is?
Not even an ounce of humanity in a character.
Oh, dear, I'm sorry.
Bath and bean paste are best stirred.
Bakin is here, you know.
That's why I'm talking. Get lost, you blockhead.
How rude of you.
Shut up, you blithering idiot!
The first, I let go.
But not the second!
Bakin was gone by then.
I heard he later moved to Yotsuya Shinanozaka,
and has never returned to that bathhouse.
He's too sensitive.
1 disagree.
Are you that fond of Bakin?
That's what's tricky.
Honestly, that man was saying what I had been thinking.
But, it was strangely infuriating to hear a total stranger say it.
I like Master Bakin.
Meaning you like to read?
I ain't a good reader.
Then?
I met him.
Met him?
Where?
At his house.
When?
7 years ago.
Why- 7...
Shinjiro
let her speak.
And?
Grandpa took me there
before I went off to get married.
We had him write something on a fan.
Some words congratulating you.
How did your grandfather know Bakin?
50 years ago when there was the flood,
Grandpa was working in Fukagawa.
He rescued a man in the river.
And that man turned out to be Bakin?
That's a very long friendship.
Jogo?
Yes?
A
fleet-
ing
Flow--
er
ne--
-ver
shrinks.
Master Bakin
also gave me
a scroll to hang.
Every time I see an old painting
I wonder how they could draw so well.
Trees, rocks, people
their essence comes alive.
The ancients thought the future was to be reckoned.
As it well should.
So, we fund ourselves caught between past
and future, unable to move, yet still nudged forward.
I guess what's important
is to figure out how to take
one step forward.
And Tale of Eight Dogs?
Is it coming along?
No, not at all.
And there's nothing I can do.
Tale of Eight Dogs and I will have to battle to the death.
It may only be story telling, but
the root is often deep. That's what Mister Bakin said.
Grandpa said
it's the same with iron making.
Once you set out,
you want to go as far as you can.
We'll both die in battle.
That's impressive
Wonderful.
Wonder-full.
Yes, wonder-full!
You learn stones by heart.
What happened with the hanging scroll?
As soon as Grandpa died,
Shigezo...
Your husband sold it?
Now that she's in a talking mode, maybe we should start the questioning.
Shinjiro?
Auntie, I'd like to
speak with you.
Now.
Well. Rihei, do you mind?
Not a problem.
What is it?
In the archive.
Is O-Mitsu a double?
O-Sen, who was spirited away as a child
took her sister's name, O-Mitsu.
O-Sen was 11
when she was kidnapped by the henchmen of a pleasure house.
I knew it.
10 years later, the oil shop got a letter.
A regular of O-Sen felt
sorry for her and let them know.
So, Kesaji
the brother-in-law, met up with O-Sen and arranged a meeting--
with O-Mitsu.
He asked for a loan from his boss to buy back O-Sen.
But, wouldn't you know,
the local lord was infatuated with O-Sen,
What could they do?
So, O-Mitsu, her husband and his boss
conceived a plan for kakekomi.
Did you know this from the beginning?
The fake O-Mitsu spoke in a way
only a courtesan speaks.
I asked if she was a courtesan, then
the real O-Mitsu showed up.
Please.
Genbei, we beg you.
Please don't blame them.
It's all my fault.
I'll give up everything and return to Yoshiwara.
You'll be beaten brutally if you return.
The pleasure houses in Yoshiwara pay a lot of money to the authorities.
They can do as they please.
Now, let's suppose,
"O-Mitsu" is admitted to the temple.
What will you do as the real O-Mitsu?
I will disappear while
my sister is in the temple.
You cannot see your husband.
I know.
Kesaji, you'll have to play
the foolish husband who let his wife run away.
I am resolved.
You may all be resolved to do so now, but people's feelings can change
over the course of two years.
Our feelings cannot change.
Please help us.
This is the only option we have.
We beg you.
If this ever leaks out, we'll take oil
from the shop, pour it all over the henchmen and their filthy money,
and burn to death with them.
I'm not a sentimental person.
Be they lords or kings, I can't abide
those who abuse authority to unjustly get their way.
You don't intend to return Jogo?
Of course not. If he doesn't like it, it's his problem.
What about the henchmen?
They can go home.
You want to light up?
Oh, I'm hopeless. It's an addiction.
What's that?
A kakekomi?
Did a woman come in?
Not tonight.
I'm coming in.
Wait a minute! I just told you there's nobody.
Please. hold!
There's nobody!
Please leave. There's no one here.
There is no one.
Please leave.
Stop!
Shinjiro.
O-Tane, watch out!
O-Tane!
O-Tane! Careful!
Lord Ishii!
Please stop him!
Hault!
Ms. Samurai?
The officers got rid of the men.
Who are you?
I live here.
Wait!
You had a basket at the shrine.
I was at their practice in the shrine
because it was close to Tokeiji.
Kakekomi?
It's all over, O-Tane.
Let's go home.
Maybe in a bit.
Her father was a fisherman.
He died saving her from being attacked by a drunken samurai.
The samurai cut him down?
The opposite.
He took the sword and killed the samurai.
Brave, right?
But, the authority
was enraged a fisherman killed a samurai.
Sentenced to death.
Her tongue was burned for criticizing.
Her mother died from grief.
This world is
full of wounded women,
ain't it?
Did you find her?
Yes.
Umm...
A kakekomi lady samurai...
I am Togasaki Yu.
What was your father?
A swordsman.
He succeeded his master and taught 1,000 students.
Tokeiji
does not admit wives and women from samurai households.
If you want admission,
your pride as a samurai must be tossed into the gutter.
If you cannot,
please leave immediately.
Please
begin the questioning.
Head pressed to the ground In prayer to the Buddha
The Compassionate Who saves children
How fragrant the smoke
That rises from the incense.
My father was gravely ill. I wanted to give him
peace of mind and decided to marry his trusted student, Yoshimatsu.
That ruffian samurai?
No, Yoshimatsu was killed.
Three days later
my father died, worrying for my future.
That ruffian is Tanonaka Kansuke.
He came to challenge us.
He wouldn't leave the school.
At my father's side
he doggedly demanded to be adopted as the heir.
Yoshimatsu had enough.
Please. Please!
Piss off.
And in the end you married Kansuke?
One day.
Kansuke's cohorts flooded into the school.
Bringing grilled snapper, sake and a priest.
And a wedding Kimono.
Was Kansuke violent with you?
I am only living to exact
my vengeance.
Tokeiji will not help you with your vengeance.
I need no help.
I will train for 2 years in the temple
and make Tanonaka Kansuke pay for his deeds with his life.
I saw the fish seller this morning.
Kansuke may have sent her as a spy.
She comes from Koshigoe.
She travels miles selling fish.
Gets home at sunset.
Wakes up early at dawn,
and sells mackerel every day, rain or shine.
Both Kansuke and Shigezo
will come tomorrow.
If they admit their guilt and sign the paper
the divorce will be settled.
I doubt Kansuke will sign.
In that case
Tokeiji will take you in
and your husbands must sign the paper after 24 months.
Shinjiro!
Nice find.
I memorized the picture of herbs you drew.
I'll find more once I'm at the temple.
This will shut Shigezo up.
2 years is a long time.
Oh
a diet with no garlic, onion, leek,
chive, scallion, fish or booze will feel long!
I could never survive it.
Betta betta
thanks to you.
Betta betta?
Betta betta.
Out of my way!
Fool!
Calm down.
Move away I say!
Calm down.
Fool!
I'll cut you to pieces.
Goddammit!
Thanks for nothing.
Flowers will to heaven in a carriage of fire.
You'll be sorry, bitches!
Hey, Shigezo
my hard-luck partner
I'll buy you a drink.
You did well to survive this long.
I am Hoshu, the nun-in-charge of the temple.
She is called Her Excellency.
Jogo
profane items are not allowed.
Why do you have that?
I wore it at work.
She worked at an iron shop. It's unclean.
Give it to me.
Keep it
What?
I will allow it.
The rules, Your Excellency.
I have spoken.
What happens to the hair, Your Excellency?
It is sold.
The seven stages of archery are: the feet,
the body, the arrow to the bow,
the lift of the bow, the draw, the sensing, and the release.
Sensing is the
feel before the arrow leaves.
Release is
the law of necessity.
All life must die, and parting follows meeting.
December of the same year Edo Castle
Censor Tom Yozo
having been assigned to police the forts at
lzu, Sagami, Awa, and Kazusa,
is awarded gold and garments.
Censor Torii Yozo is promoted to magistrate
and is granted the title, Governor of Kai.
Governor of Kai, Yozo.
Will you relax the luxury ban to maintain the prosperity of Edo?
Though Edo falls into depression and decline
though merchants and craftsmen wander the streets
I'll persist in promoting reform.
Well said. Be bold.
What shall we do about the defense base at Sagami Bay?
You're bold to propose removing Tokeiji
a temple built by the Shogun-God Ieyasu
It is only a temple for runaway women.
At once?
In time.
What's that?
Here comes the man!
Where's Genbei?
She's gone to Edo with
Her Excellency for 3 days now.
The manager?
He's with her.
Name's Sanpachi
Omiya gang in Asakusa.
And you?
Nakamura Shinjiro. In charge of books and first aid.
Bag it, smartass!
Sarukoji. Shut the hell up!
Dark brown silk crepe with fine, fawn-dye lining.
A brown collar on her middle garment.
Underneath was scarlet silk with a white neckline.
A 9-inch, thick gray obi round her waist.
It was a fine sight.
That's what O-Sen wore 2 years ago at New Year's.
The girl I worked so hard to turn into a professional!
Give me back my O-Sen.
We don't do courtesans.
Shut up, wise-ass!
You sent our girl to the temple disguised as the wife of an oil seller!
Mr. Shinjiro
no more back and forth. Now give us O-Sen.
If you refuse, we'll just go to the temple.
That might ruin your inn.
Please wait here until the owner returns.
That's not necessary.
They can't.
Say that again?
I said, they-
Do you care
if one of your arms goes rolling on the floor before you finish?
I say, I say, I say
dooooo youuu caaaare?
Let me ask you this.
Why is Tokeiji called the Matsugaoka Palace?
Because the 5th nun-in-charge was a daughter of the Emperor.
So what?
Further!
Tokeiji is the temple of the Shogun-God Ieyasu, Mr. Sanpachi.
You recall the case of Lord Kato. the spendthrift ruler?
His chief retainer, Hori, left the land in protest, but foolish Kato pursued.
370 refugees-- the men all killed.
The women fled to Tokeiji, which fought off Kato's demand, so much so
that his land was revoked by the Shogun. That was 1639.
Over 200 years ago.
Bravo!
Therefore,
to go up to Tokeiji is to tap on...
...the shoulder of the Shogun. Instant death.
- But... Hence-
the three official inns.
Tokeiji won't take up anything except through us.
That is why
I said you can't just go up there.
Understood?
Mr. Sanpachi,
you buy and sell women, even girls.
With government license.
I'd say we're backed by the Shogun, too.
Rumor is you kidnap too.
We could avenge the victims by lighting you on fire with oil.
You'd be burned at the stake.
There's a ruling from 35 years and 5 months ago by the magistrate thrice previous.
A woman set a man's house on fire because
he killed her father.
...10 gold coins. Now. How did the magistrate rule?
Not guilty.
Idiot!
Death by burning.
No doubt!
The man was to immediately repay
5 gold coins; the rest in an installment of a penny a year
for 80 years. The girl to be burned upon repayment.
Do you follow?
The girl was safe for 80 years.
That's why she still lives!
45 years left to burning.
45 years left!
45 years?
I intend to ask for a similar ruling.
Ladies, we'll douse them with this oil.
Leave, leave!
You guys are crazy!
In the next life
Be my teacher!
I had to bluff what I said, but
I didn't know the magistrate made a ruling like that.
It was all a bluff.
Everything?
Everything.
1 think
you'd be a better writer than doctor.
I didn't know what to do when he said 45 years left to burning.
So, what did you do?
I made a face.
And you even brought up the Kato incident.
Well,
it's all from the archive.
Of course. That story is about Genbei's ancestor.
Your secret's out.
Our roots are the Hori clan
who escaped to Tokeiji.
Really?
Wait. You all knew?
You too?
It's no secret among the inns.
Rihei, tell Shinjiro about Edo.
Ever since Torii became magistrate, people are living in fear.
The only good news is Tale of Eight Dogs.
The conclusion came out?
Publisher, bookstores, book-lenders-- long lines everywhere.
It finally came out!
I gotta read it!
Someone's sick at the temple.
Go get the priest at Enkaku Temple.
He hurt his back. Perhaps Shinjiro...
Bring him!
Since I have no student,
if you are unable, we must call a doctor from town.
Why don't you have a student?
Killed him.
Your student?
I was amputating a patient's leg, and
cut off the fingers of my student with it.
He died from gangrene.
The patient?
Oh, he lived.
Are you a surgeon?
Medicine.
A cup of blood from the mouth. Diagnosis?
First, is it hemoptysis or hematemesis?
What is hemoptysis?
Bleeding from the air pipes from the throat to the lungs.
The other?
Blood from the stomach.
However, the cause for hematemesis is from the upper stomach.
Bleeding from illness below the stomach...
the bleeding is normally discharged in the stool.
That is, the stool must also be checked.
They said O-Gin spewed bright red blood.
There are witnesses, so it's certain.
But, she threw away the blood in the privy. Now, what?
Bright red indicates hemoptysis. If so, maybe external trauma.
What diseases does it indicate?
Tuberculosis, parasite in the lung,
lung cancer, and we must also look for heart-related causes.
Heart problems can lead to hemoptysis.
Very well.
Get a stethoscope from there.
Thank you.
Long absence from men.
Get the implication?
Well, yes...
A man looking like a horse or baboon would seem handsome.
That's a bit--
If you meet eyes, some may go mad
Naturally.
No small talk.
Lower your head!
I smell a man.
I didn't hear bells.
Not the custodians.
It's the smell of a young man.
Young?
A Young man?
You shouldn't.
Let me see.
I must look at the patient's eye when examining.
I will look and convey exactly what I see.
Substituting a substitute
How novel. It'll be the first ever
I said no small talk.
That was a sigh of relief...
for the relief.
A man with wild hair.
That isn't the priest.
Shinjiro's here.
For O-Gin?
Quiet.
We need 3 helpers
for the examination.
Let me!
I'll go!
Jogo,
and O-Mitsu...
O-Shichi, go help.
It's settled down. She's been sleeping.
Hoko, you've been watching her for hours now. You may go rest.
This matter is not worthy of your attention.
I will remain and help-
You sniffed him out, did you?
We're worried about O-Gin.
Withdraw, O-Shina!
Hoko
order in the temple will be lost if you, the senior, stay here for so long.
Please withdraw.
Shinjiro?
Yes.
Come here.
Yes. Pardon me.
Her face has good color. Why did she cough up blood?
Patients with tuberculosis look better as they get sicker.
Not that she has it.
Let me check her pulse.
Feels a bit feverish.
She's waking up.
Your Excellency, this hurts.
Look up.
Yes ma'am.
These days,
in the evening.
I get a little feverish...
Oh.
Shinjiro.
Do you get many headaches?
Yes.
That's what Horikiri called it.
We had headaches and nausea
on and off for 3 years now.
Excuse me.
I'm only listening to her lungs. Please bear with me.
I'm not looking.
Your Excellency?
What?
Fresh water and towels.
- What happens if a kakekomi... - Lower your heads.
...becomes really ill?
She leaves here and nurses at home.
Please don't make me leave.
I really can't see Horikiri.
Those who cannot go home for a reason
will go to one of three inns.
In any case, we'll have to monitor her.
She should be moved to a room with good light and air.
Understood.
- And another thing... - Yes?
One of those three was my patient before she entered the temple.
Could I check how the scar's healing?
I will check for you.
Jogo.
Can I look?
I will look.
Two faint pink lines.
Two faint...
pink lines...
Homei, Hohou.
Homon.
Collecting herbs?
Yes.
Don't cross the stream.
It's the inn's land.
Yes.
Head pressed to the ground In prayer to the Buddha
The Compassionate Who saves children
How fragrant is the smoke That rises from the incense
Heavenward and turns to cloud.
The cloud, the cloud is iridescent cloud
Above the cloud of colors five...
You've become a pro at that grinder.
Every time I come, Shinjiro gives me a note saying do this or that.
The herb garden--
Herb garden?
Next to the stone steps.
You made one?
Yes, between work and training. Just a little bit.
Thank you so much
for everything you do.
Ain't nothing.
How would your grandpa say that?
Thank you very much.
Betta betta dan dan.
Betta betta...
dan dan.
You are-
my treasure.
Jogo
I'm glad we met.
Me too.
I'm glad I met you, O-Gin.
I don't reckon I'd have the courage to make it here if I was alone.
I may have jumped off the cliff along the way.
My happiness now
is all because of you, O-Gin.
This is what is common now:
an honest doctor with a growing belly
an owner of a bathhouse with an angry face
because he has no customers
a strumpet who's a sly fox but her Johns all have measles
and can't compose a song.
They all come together and 1-2-3!
Tokeiji Temple Office 1842
Declaration of Divorce by Kesaji
Here, here.
Do you think O-Mitsu will return?
She will. I guarantee it.
Were you in contact?
No.
I don't even know where she lives.
Mackerel!
Any letters?
None.
Not even a letter.
That was the agreement.
Did you ever write her?
Mackerel! Mackerel!
Fresh from Koshigoe!
That fish-seller started showing up around here
shortly after you entered the temple.
Day after day
through wind
and snow.
Until today.
It was a masterful disguise.
Sister!
O-Mitsu!
Firm the promises.
Firmer still the marriage vow.
To be guarded forever
is the bond of flesh and blood.
Writers, painters... they've all
been arrested.
It's at our doorstep.
Torii's spies are sniffing around.
I know that.
We think it's best to ditch
the hideout.
We'll ride it out.
Torii will stumble.
Don't panic.
You sound like you've become legit to the bone.
What about O-Gin? Any news?
Yes and no.
Spit it out.
Shinjiro from the inn
has been visiting the temple to see a patient.
That patient is O-Gin.
That's it.
She's going to use him.
An infusion of ginseng and citrus peel works best for tuberculosis.
You left a deposit of five gold coins at the inn.
I'll buy ginseng with that money.
Camellias are so good.
The seeds make good oil.
Essential for salves.
They're the first to bud in the winter of Kamakura.
The camellias bring spring. That's why they're so good.
Lower your head.
Stop eavesdropping!
Go clean the main hall!
Creek. Tomorrow.
Shinjiro?
Yes?
I will go down to the inn
when I get worse.
But, Horikiri...
I can't read the conclusion of Tale of Eight Dogs here.
Her Excellency is quite strict about what we can read.
If fiction was dinner, a novel is a full-course meal
a book of humor is a main entree
and a graphic novel is a midnight snack.
It's a fate worse than death not to finish Tale of Eight Days.
Bakin would die of joy to hear that.
1 want it read to me at my bedside.
Tale of Eight Dogs'?
Yes.
I'll be in and out of consciousness
so you should finish reading it
right as I'm drifting between hearing and not hearing.
That's impossible.
For you, it isn't.
You're a doctor and a paperback writer.
Maybe you should lie down now.
I'm going to tell you something now. Promise to lock it in your heart
What is it?
The real reason for my kakekomi,
and the hidden past of Horikiri.
This is it for today. Thank you for your work.
Umph.
Be sure to hit it hard!
Those are too thin. What happened
to the thick ones?
Were there none left?
You sure?
Oh, well. Hit hard!
Okay-
I'm off to pick some herbs.
Don't cross into Tokeiji's land.
I know. Stay on this side of the stream.
Because it's easy to cross above the waterfall.
Really? How about that.
Hard, like this!
This is amazing.
Ah! the details of O-Gin's symptoms.
Can you use it?
Absolutely.
I can only go see her about twice a month.
May I borrow this?
Yes.
Will she get better?
No, she won't.
And she knows it.
There's some over there.
Edo's in terrible shape.
Sushi halls are closed and
now, the famous actor Ebizo has been banished.
Are you goin' back to Edo?
I can't. I'll have to give up writing for the time being.
Then, Nagasaki?
How did you...?
Ain't it the best place for Western medicine?
It is.
When?
I'll be here until you leave the temple.
Really?
Umm...
If you want, perhaps...
Jogo
Where's Jogo?
Jogo went down to the field.
Over there! She went down to the field!
Over there!
Down the hill! In the field!
Umm...
Perhaps
you could come
to Nagasaki with me.
As a patient...?
What? Oh, no, no, no.
I thought maybe
we could be a couple who give
herb notes to each other.
This is what is common now:
An honest doctor...
What did O-Gin want from you?
This is
really good morphine.
Did you get
a prescription for it?
What did she want?
Tale of...
...Eight Dogs.
What about it?
I'm to read it to her.
Smart-ass.
I have illicit goods from Holland
in my cellar.
She's blackmailing me!
How much?
When's the hand-off?
You're the negotiator.
Tell me her demands!
You better hurry!
It's all a very big misunderstanding.
What I want back is her affection.
O-Gin has
tuberculosis.
She ran away to spare you
from seeing her die.
That can't be.
O-Gin wants
to remain an inviting flower.
'Inviting flower" is a word for courtesans.
My mistake.
A fleeting flower.
That's her ideal.
Nothing lasts.
She wants to be a flower
that's here and gone
You're making this up.
His brow,
His eyes,
His nose,
His mouth,
His jaw.
Just enough toughness and salt. He's the only man I loved.
That's what she said.
The tears of a man in love is so idiotic
a 100-year love will go cold.
She said that, too.
Isn't this a sorry sight, Sanza?
Where the hell is the great thief Dennai who brought us all together?
I'm right here.
"A passing dream drifting away in one night
still is missed when the morning bell rings."
It was a good dream.
Torii raided my shop in Nihonbashi.
The manager ratted us out. Soon
they'll be here.
Take what you want and run.
And you, boss?
I'll be Lord Shimazu of the 1600s.
Retreat toward the enemy?
Grab a weapon if you're coming.
Take anything from the cellar. There's money.
The tunnel out leads to the main street.
I'll try to stall them, but it won't last long.
Go!
Mr. Horikiri...
Don't mention this to O-Gin
Okay
Wow. A water syringe...
Press on!
Onward!
Once a hick always a hick.
- What? - You held the doctor's hand.
What was in your letter?
- Whore! - Tell us!
Get up!
O-Tami!
O-Shina...
O-Shina?
Wait!
I'll treat it.
What happened?
She took a fall.
O-Shina, is that true?
Yes.
Jogo helped me.
Where are the herbs from?
My herb garden.
Herb garden?
She's telling the truth.
It's an impressive garden.
Are you suggesting that
Jogo was the cause of this?
1 saw O-Shina's wound.
That is not from a fall.
So Jogo hit her, then treated her?
She might be seeing a man.
That's the problem.
Do you know the word, "student?"
It was used for those studying in a university modeled after China.
That's right.
It's obsolete now, but I believe the concept will soon be revived.
How does that relate to Jogo?
Jogo is an avid learner of everything.
We are blessed to have such a student here.
But, if we let her continue...
Enough}
Horse-weed
Lily of the Valley
Lilyturf
Summer dress will be for 3 days.
Are you okay?
What?
What's wrong?
Go call the priest.
Get Shinjiro, too. Hurry!
It hurts!
Make it stop!
Do you want a honey enema?
Honey enema?
Yes, please, doctor
Where does it go?
In the chrysanthemum, of course.
How far?
About this far.
I want the honey enema! Give it to me!
Doctor, please, hurry!
Horin, you do it.
I'm too scared.
What shall I do?
Do it.
Okay
But, don't look.
Don't look? The target is a tiny hole!
It's high in some, low in others.
I will look.
Then, please!
Put it in.
Close your eyes!
They're closed.
Relax. Please, relax.
Ready?
It's in.
Not that one.
Wrong one, Excellency!
No! there.
No.
Higher, it's higher.
Sorry about that. Relax. Relax. Relax.
It's in!
It's in.
Pull it out.
Please pull it out.
Excellency!
Pull it out!
There can be four causes
for so-called "passion". Ulcer
gall stone, angina, or ectopic pregnancy.
She has none.
They say unspeakable deeds cause unspeakable pain.
I do not believe O-Yuki has committed an unspeakable deed.
Unspeakable could mean unfulfilled desire.
Or one that is fulfilled.
With whom?
The old priest? Or glum Officer Ishii?
You.
Me?
She was walking by the stream.
Someone saw you walking there. The two of you...
No, no, no. That's wrong.
Why would I...? You have it wrong. I mean, O-Yuki...?
No way. Please don't spread rumors.
One month later
I'm afraid she's pregnant.
As suspected.
It's an imaginary pregnancy.
What's that?
A Western diagnosis of a mental illness.
She imagined it?
But, her belly is expanded.
Finding the cause will fix it.
Does Officer lshii know?
Yes.
What did he say?
It will be a problem
if she's pregnant.
Despite an order to close your sushi hall,
you two continued operating in secret.
Therefore, the chefs and kitchen assistants
are sentenced to be handcuffed and banished from Edo.
The owners shall be dragged about town
and executed.
That's an outrage!
I'm hot.
This thing makes me so hot.
I wanted you to know I'm speaking to the Temple Magistrate.
About what?
Closing Tokeiji.
Tokeiji is backed by the...
...temple of the Shogun-God.
Did Lord Mizuno approve?
He said to expose the corruption.
I understand there was a problem in the past
but Hoshu has cleaned house since taking charge.
All I need is some kakekomi to get pregnant.
Know of any?
I'm not...
Then we'll set it up.
I'll send someone.
A mole
Make a kakekomi.
Hoko
I will go into my closet a while.
Yes, ma'am.
Jogo
Genbei is waiting for you. Hurry.
Yes.
Can you finish?
Sure.
She needs to see you about the deposits.
Genbei?
The kakekomi this morning
is a mole from Magistrate Torii.
Officer Ishii told you?
She's to expose any scandals.
O-Yuki?
Shinjiro is taking care of that matter.
Thread this.
Something else?
Do you know about the room
that nobody except Hoshu may enter?
Yes, we call it the "closet."
I found a hidden hallway when I was cleaning. I was told not to enter.
It will be disastrous if Tamamushi, the mole
finds out her secret.
Could we tell her Excellency and have Tamamushi banished?
Hoshu is purity itself.
She doesn't understand that some people can be malicious.
You need me to watch Tamamushi?
Precisely.
What if she gets into the closet?
You must take care of her.
That woman is street tough.
It'll be difficult.
We'll just watch for now.
Officer lshii intends to report about O-Yuki.
With whom as the partner? Me?
I think she had relations in her mind with the man she loves.
If imaginary pregnancy can happen in the West
it can also happen here.
Um...
I can treat her if I can look into her eyes.
We will do a grand examination.
A what?
You will examine O-Yuki in front of all.
In front of all? Like who?
The nuns, the kakekomis, Priest Seisetsu and Officer Ishii.
The fate of Tokeiji rests on it.
I believe it will also save O-Yuki.
But...
In front of so many...
Are you at a loss for words?
Your Excellency
truth be known, I've never once cured anyone. The sick will heal-
if the heavens so wish
I only study and make arrangements
for the heavens to...
Lower your head!
Raise it.
O-Yuki.
Do you recognize me?
Who am I?
My honey enema doctor
Silence!
And your parents?
They own the inn, Sagamiya, at Fujisawa.
How did they come to have you?
They couldn't have a baby for a long time.
They prayed to the gods for a baby.
They prayed and prayed.
Then, one snowy morning, there was a baby crying at the door of the inn.
Their prayers were answered.
They gratefully took in the baby and named her O-Yuki.
O-Yuki was treasured and grew up to be a sparkling young lady and
fell in love.
Tokuji, an apprentice at the inn.
He loved me, too.
He married into the family. It was a happy time, the wind at your back.
But
he had a problem with drinking.
He was a different person when he drank.
He gambled and made huge bets when he was drunk.
His money quickly dried up.
He started using the inn's money.
The subject of divorce would come up every time.
I'd tell my parents
"This is it.
I'll make him stop."
I apologized
to Mommy
and Daddy.
Tokuji swore
he'd quit drinking. But...
You didn't fall out of love.
You felt guilty toward your parents who raised you as their own child.
Hence, you tearfully
ran away to this temple.
Yes.
Is that Tokuji's baby?
I don't know.
Did he sneak in here?
How could he?
Then, in a dream?
That's impossible.
What's the song you sang?
I don't remember.
This is what is common now...
...an honest doctor
with a growing belly
But you can't have his baby.
I can't?
It would betray your parents.
But, you two can't be separated. Like there was something
between you in another life.
Close as two peas in a pod. or a curious fox sticking closely behind.
Sticky is ivy glue.
Worse than sticky is tobacco stain.
But, rub it with soup and it'll disappear.
What happens
if a baby grows outside the womb?
A pregnancy like that hurts!
It hurts! It hurts!
It would hurt wouldn't it?
Ow, ow.
But, not in your case.
It does.
It doesn't.
It hurts.
It doesn't.
It hurts!
It's hurting!
It doesn't hurt
It does.
No.
Yes.
It doesn't hurt!
It does not hurt!
- It can't hurt. - It hurts!
It's in your head.
It doesn't hurt You don'! feel anything.
- It doesn't hurt! - It hurts!
- There's no pain! - It hurts!
You just keep telling yourself there is!
You don't need to punish yourself with imagined pain, O-Yuki.
I am moved by your wisdom, Shinjiro.
Now, it is my turn to speak.
O-Yuki? How about an advance note of divorce?
Advance note of divorce?
We will recommend a reconciliation and send you home.
Tokuji must sign
an oath not to drink.
If he does, he must sign the note of divorce there on the spot.
Hence, "advance note."
There is no such thing!
It would violate the rules.
Once a woman enters the temple, unless she's dying...
Unless you're dying, like me!
The temple rule forbids leaving for 24 months.
But...
blast the rules!
Scandalous!
Just as she said!
The rules do not exist for the temple.
The temple
and the rules exist for people who are suffering.
It's flat again.
Magistrate Torii? How about-
strangulate Torii.
Strangulate...
Right?
Everybody hates him.
Me, too.
He thinks he's so special.
I saw lanterns on the hill behind Tokeiji.
Someone must have escaped.
This is what is common now
an honest doctor with a growing belly...
Don't you get tired of that song?
The owner of the bathhouse...
Let's go down.
Tamamushi!
Search by the stream.
Yes, ma'am.
Homei, to the stream!
Your Excellency
there's a place we haven't looked.
Are you Torii's mole?
Those are banned books.
I grew up an underground Christian.
But, I've lived in betrayal of my faith.
Yu.
If you permit, I will shave my head
and spend the rest of my life here in the temple.
Summer 1843
Shinjiro
may lack toughness and salt
but he's a good man.
Don't let him go.
I won't.
Make love
no more than three times a day.
Not as much after three years
but get better in bed.
My
sister.
Betta betta
dan dan.
Tale of the Eight Dogs
Loyal to Lord Satomi.
Time passed. Eight dogs transformed to warrior-men...
...their heads were gems each
reflecting eight virtues.
Even my pen
Admonishing wayward drifters
Is like the duckweed:
Placing rootless words on a leaf.
He's been standing there chanting for half an hour.
Above the cloud of colors five...
Lives the Buddha of Compassion.
You have worked hard for 24 months.
Usually, you would now go down the mountain together.
However, Genbei has a suggestion.
Miss Yu.
what will you do about the revenge?
1 have lost my desire to avenge.
I will walk the land and improve myself.
Well said. Very well said.
Please wait here.
Here?
Genbei thinks it best for you not to see Kansuke.
If he was violent two years ago,
he is now a rabid dog.
Leave it to me and Officer lshii.
I have to give it to you.
Abstaining from your favorite foods for 24 months is impressive.
Jogo.
You win. I signed--
the divorce paper as you wish.
On the matter of divorce...
I will go now.
Send my wife my love.
He's late.
...as of now you two have nothing to do with each other.
You may remarry
with whomever you like, he she Starlight or Moonlight.
Wise-ass.
Missus!
She's no longer that.
The master talks big,
but he's renounced his ways and is working hard.
He's there with us, morning to night.
We have more men
He's waiting for you to return.
Master!
You said you'd beg and plead until she comes back!
Didn't you!?
One more chance.
Please! Even for a month.
Come back to the shop.
We're making good iron now.
But, nothing compares to the iron you make.
I ask your forgiveness. Just one month.
Jogo is...
Shut it, Shinjiro.
Mr. Shigezo
won't you please leave for now.
It's overwhelming for Jogo. It's all happening at once--
the divorce, your plea, and all the food she can now eat?
Please?
Give her one day to think it over.
You're right.
It's just as you say.
I'm so impatient.
I'm sorry for the trouble.
O-Tane.
Go find out what's taking so long.
Get off of me!
I'll chop you up!
Put you in a stew!
Calm down.
Blast it!
Here, look at this.
I mapped the trip to Nagasaki.
A honeymoon of picking herbs
along the famous path of Shank's Mare.
That's not how you do it. You're being a child.
Shinjiro
I won't go to Nagasaki.
You won't-
break up with Shigezo?
I miss iron-making, yes.
But
I'm not returning to the shop.
I'm going to check on Genbei.
She might have too much to handle.
Take your time and talk it out.
I'm off to buy ingredients for the celebration dinner.
Why are these stacked?
Put them away.
Where's Yu?
Give me the divorce paper.
Bring her out.
First, hand over your sword.
Shut up!
Where's Yu?
Why not Nagasaki?
You would be a novice doctor there.
Actually, a student.
And a paperback writer.
I won't even have {me for that.
You studied people for two years here!
You've seen many kakekomis.
I guess I have some material from...
You got an air path goin'.
All that's left is to keep workin' the bellows like mad.
You want me to write?
Go back to Edo where you can write and publish.
No writer makes a living!
Practice medicine.
I'm still learning!
You're a great doctor.
You proved it at the grand examination.
I'm sure the priest and Officer Ishii will agree.
Mizuno and Torii are gone now
but Edo is still a scary place.
If you return to Edo
I will be your companion.
Our teeth clanked.
Um... what?
Kansuke's gone mad!
Kansuke has
gone mad.
He's headed to the Mountain!
Kansuke and Officer lshii...
Shinjiro!
Hold!
Shut up!
Jogo
Wait for me.
Go to the Temple Office!
Okay!
Hold. I say!
Let her go!
O-Tane!
Auntie!
Are you okay?
I'm fine. Help Officer lshii.
Help him.
Don't move.
I fought all I could to no avail.
Officer Ishii! Sir!
Intruder!
Shut up. I say!
Intruder!
Insolence!
Shut up.
Mind yourself!
Let her go!
Step back!
Shut up!
Rihei!
O-Tane...
help O-Tane.
I won't let her die.
Tanonaka Kansuke!
Yu!
Let her go!
Drop the bow!
I'll cut off her head!
Drop the bow!
Drop it!
I say drop it!
Come here!
Hey!
Come here!
Villain!
Hey!
Come here!
O-Tane!
Do not kill!
No use.
Jogo
Travel safe.
We will.
Give me a hand
One and two!
This is it.
Thanks for everything.
Be well!
Godspeed.
Good bye.
Take care.
Let's go.
I packed too much. Got greedy.
Should've left some books.
This is awfully out of the way
for a doctor's office.
Patients will come if the doctor is good.
Besides, rent is free.
Could be a good place for writing.
Master?
This is it?
Yes.
I got it!
Master?
I'm glad you're here
Jogo
Master?
Master.
What's your man like this time?
Ain't got much toughness or salt,
but a wonderful man.
Bakin continued to dictate until he died five years later at 82.
Leaving the world, rain returns to heaven and clay dolls to earth -Bakin
Torii was ousted in 1845 and put under house arrest for 23 years.
He grew herbs and treated the sick.
Tokeiji stopped taking in kakekomi women in 1870.
An estimated 2,000 women were saved by the temple over the years.
Shinjiro: Yo Oizumi
Jogo: Erika Yoda
O-Gin: Hikari Mitsushima
Hoshu: Hana Hizuki
Yu: Rina Uchiyama O-Yuki: Misuzu Kanno
O-Katsu: Midoriko Kimura Rihei: Katsumi Kiba
Torii: Yu kiya Kitamura Sanpach Jun Hashimoto
Kansuke: Tetsunaga Matsuoka Shigezo: Shinji Takeda
lshi: Hajime Yamazaki Seisetsu: Akaji Maro
Genbei: Kiki Kilin
Horikiri: Shinichi Tsutsumi
Master Bakin: Tsutomu Yamazaki
Executive Producer Tadashi Osumi
Produced by Nozomu Enoki Yukiko Masumoto Setsuko Sumida
Based on the Books by Hisashi Inoue
Music by Harumi Fuuki
Photography by Takahide Shibanushi
Lighting by Kenji Ushiba
Production Designer Tetsuo Harada
Sound Masahito Yano Hitoshi Tsurumaki
Edited by Eugene Harada
VFX Supervisor Issei Oda
1st Assistant Director Masanori Inoue
Written for the Screen and Directed by Masato Harada
Subtitled by James Yaegashi