That's more like it.
Gotcha.
And please call me sis.
Gotcha, sis.
I bought these for you.
Hope you like them. Ta-da. Cute, huh?
Try them on.
There's more. This one's cute too.
I'm home.
Welcome back.
Let's go.
Welcome back.
I'm home. I did some shopping.
What'd you buy?
Guess? Ta-da. Pajamas for Mami.
What?
What's happening?
You angry?
Right? Getting mad?
Amazing.
As always thank you.
I liked the cut. I'll be back.
Thank you. Please come again.
She won't answer.
Kondo seemed fine last night, right?
Totally fine. Left right after that.
Not the kind of girl to cut work without calling.
Mami.
I know you're in there.
Mami.
You're home, right?
I'm sorry I left you here for a while.
Could you open the door?
You haven't been to school. Your teachers are worried.
Won't you show mommy your face?
Sis told me not to open the door.
Yuko did?
Yes, she did.
Mommy regrets what she did.
I'm truly sorry.
I came to apologize.
Open the door and show me your face?
That's a good girl.
Open the damn door, idiot!
I'm sorry.
Don't "sorry" me.
Her bank book.
Come on. Help me!
But those are sister's.
Whose kid do you think you are?
Whose? Say it!
Get a job, hair girl!
Get a move on!
My fingernail's split. Take a look.
What's wrong, honey?
This uppity punk in the bar.
I swung at him and jammed my hand.
That bar attracts bad types.
Lately, kids...
no goddamn manners.
That includes you!
How do we answer?
Yes.
Before you lived with Yuko, you knew how to answer.
She's picked up Yuko's bad habits.
Right?
Smack her? Teach her the restraint of being a lady.
Understood.
Yes sir.
I'm sorry, sorry, sorry.
I can't hear you and your baby voice.
Speak louder.
Kids who don't listen get punished.
It hurts! My broken nail hurts.
Poor baby.
I'll suck it for you.
It stings.
That feels nice.
That tickles.
Hey look, look.
Today's prize.
Look. A new coat.
Where'd you get that?
A kind person gave it to me.
And this too.
Nothing for me?
Nope.
Owch. My nail hurts.
Still?
This hurts too.
What the!
Hair is... growing on your arm.
Gross.
What the... -
No peeking, idiot!
Hello? Oh, Yuko.
About 2 I guess. Mami was studying.
She should be home.
Look out!
Is Mami okay?
- Mami Mizushima? - Yes.
It was a minor injury. She's fine.
Thank you.
Miss Yuko Mizushima?
Yes.
Detective Sugawara. This is...
Tamura.
My sister.
A monster.
A monster?
A hair monster killed my mommy.
Mami.
It's the truth.
There's a connection.
To the hair?
My gut tells me it's linked to
the missing female corpse.
The cargo container girl?
One and the same. Somehow...
Somehow?
Somehow doesn't solve cases.
Sorry.
We can't inform HQ on a hunch.
No way. No way.
It's all natural hair.
Everyone.
Today was hard on us all.
Kondo's death was a shock but
that doesn't concern our customers.
Brace yourselves emotionally and focus on our work.
Are...
we going ahead with the workshop?
As planned.
You too, Yuko.
Okay?
Fine.
Mami.
Yeah?
I wanna give you this.
Cut it all you like.
But be careful with scissors.
Really?
Practice using scissors first.
Hold them like this.
Great. Nice.
Yuko, you up?
Yeah.
Thanks for being my model.
OK
You think anyone will shoot video for me?
I'll ask somebody.
Great. Good night.
Night.
Can I ask you something?
Sure. What?
Why'd you find a job cutting hair?
That's... well...
Ever since I was little, I loved going to the beauty parlor with mom.
The stylists there were really talented.
I loved to watch my mother sitting in front of the mirror.
I was enchanted by their hand movements.
My heart pounded as I watched my mother's beauty change.
Little by little, my mother transformed into a woman I'd never seen before.
One day, the stylist asked me
if I wanted a hair cut.
I was still in elementary school.
I never thought I'd get to sit in
the adult chairs.
So I sat down and looked in the mirror...
at my ugly self.
I should have never sat down.
I knew it was wrong to sit down.
Totally...
but that stylist... before I knew it,
myself in the mirror changed.
I could barely stand it
looking through the mirror.
I thought how amazing to be able
to do such magic.
I looked at his face and it was like...
the face of a person doing something great.
Someone filled with confidence.
I thought someday I'll learn that technique.
I'll be like him.
I wanna feel the way you do too.
You do?
Huh?
I see.
Wanna give it a try?
So they matched, eh?
Thank you. Bye.
The DNA lab results?
The hair fiber from every case is from that girl.
But that's...
Added all up, it should be the hair...
of 30 women.
How can that be?
Don't ask me.
It's Sugawara. The results are in.
They all match.
We'll assume all the cases are related.
Keep you in the loop.
We're outta here.
Why do I have to be your model again?
I wanna try out a new style.
Here we go Jun.
Have your way with me.
Let's go, Mami.
Let's go.
Good morning.
Morning.
You're late.
Sorry.
Is she your cut model?
Yes.
I'm Mami.
Please treat me favorably.
She's a kid.
The one from before.
You're right.
Let's begin.
Over there Mami.
You have 45 minutes.
Skill doesn't count. If you can't
finish in time, you're out.
Ready.
Yuko, hurry up.
Now, start.
Good luck.
I'll make this a Kodak moment for you.
Keep your cool.
Okay.
20 minutes.
Yuko, don't rush.
30 minutes.
I'm gonna give you extensions.
Excuse me.
Can I have a minute?
What is it?
Whose that?
I'm sorry everyone.
We'll have to stop.
The detectives have some questions.
Please give them your attention.
You cut models are free to go.
We appreciate your cooperation.
What happened?
Probably related to Kondo.
Did you do something?
Nothing.
Done!
Nice work.
You did it.
Way to go, Yuko.
What do you think?
That's it for today.
Thanks for your help.
Next please.
What's up?
One of our customers died
after leaving here.
Mrs. Suzuki?
I gave her extensions.
They kept grilling me about extensions.
Is that somehow related to Kondo?
Do you often use these?
We usually use these.
Are these special?
A strange man brought them
in a bird cage.
Were those extensions the ones that guy brought?
The guy in overalls.
That guy?
Brought them in a bird cage.
Has he been here before?
- What was his name? - I can't recall.
That night Kondo wore home the extensions he brought.
Yamazaki.
His name?
Yamazaki.
#I'm gonna give you extensions.
Sorry but I gotta go.
Yuko wait.
Hair has a way of falling everywhere.
Look how much.
The phone?
A fax?
I'm starving.
Wonder how long Yuko'll be.
You look like a pro stylist.
Gimme a break.
Is this extension the same as the one you're wearing?
Yep.
Then she'll look as cute as you.
I can't wait any more.
What do you wanna do?
- You wanna wait? - I'll wait.
Really?
Done!
Huh? Show me. How is it?
You're getting better.
You've got a bright future.
Mami.
Don't look behind you.
What the hell?
Mami run.
Who's it gonna be today?
Maybe...
those girls?
Help.
Yuki!
Mami!
What?
Mami?
Yuki?
Mami,
Mami.
Stop, stop.
Stop it! Let go of these girls.
What lovely hair you have.
What the fuck.
Is all this hair?
Looks like it.
Sugawara?
Look over there.
The cargo container woman?
Hair relaxes me.
I was always alone.
So now, I'm very happy.
So happy together.
Bound together by hair.
Oh dear.
You're all over the place.
What now?
Why'd you do it?
What do we have here?
Fuck off.
What happened?
You poor boys.
How lonely.
How pitiful and empty.
Stop.
They always, always, always...
drove me hard at that morgue,
working me to the bone day after day.
What's so wrong?
With cutting someone's hair?
What's so wrong with it?
Stop.
What?
- Stop what? What? - Stop.
I can't hear you.
What? I can't hear you!
Shape up?
Act properly?
He's dead.
Dropped dead.
Dead as a door nail.
We'll let this one live!
Detective, I haven't done anything wrong.
Sure, I brought her home but...
she's not dead. Very much alive.
Her hair is amazing, eh?
So thick with a rich, glossy luster.
She's an amazing girl. Simply amazing.
But she's suffered up until now.
But since I met her, no more.
I haven't searched for anyone else.
But these two are different.
These two are the best. So talented. So lovely.
Surrounded by hair, living among it.
Making a life of hair.
Putting their interests to good use.
What do you want?
Hear me out, senorita.
This girl is so pitiful.
While she was living, her organs...
and eye were ripped out and sold.
And so her hair raged.
Will you live with us forever?
Please.
No. Stay away.
Don't come near me.
Mami, run!
Stop it.
Huh?
Stop.
Don't you mess with her hair.
I'm not.
You're out!
That'll learn you to mess with hair.
Your hair looks delicious.
Stay away from my sister!
You sweet deary, I'm make dinner out of you.
If you love your hair like this...
you'll be like me.
Don't you get near her!
Owch!
Stop.
Now, I'm angry.
Did you see that?
I always told you I was a gentleman,
but I can't quietly stand by after that.
Senorita...
I'm gonna cut that hair for you.
Don't hurt my sister!
Back off or I'll start with you!
Come on, you freak!
You want my hair?
You can have it!
Don't you want it, you pervert!?
Don't call me pervert!
Pervert! Pervert!
Silence!
- Pervert! - Silence!
You asked for it!
Bring it on, you pervert!
It hurts!
Why's blood coming out?
How strange your hair is.
Amazing!
How amazing!
Why's hair... -
Hurts but in a good way!
It tickles! It tickles!
Ec-sta-sy!
Mami, come here.
You okay?
Did I do something wrong?
Torment them for me.
No. Come here.
Please.
Thanks. You're a good girl.
Here.
Hurry.
Mami hurry.
Sister.
Do you hate working with hair now?
Nope! I wanna try even harder.
That's good news.
Mami?
Stay with me forever.
Huh?
Stay with me forever.
Huh?
Stay with me forever.
Sister.
Thanks.