EION SOUND SYSTEM
A DAIICHI EIGA PRODUCTION
SISTERS OF THE GION
Screenplay by YOSHIKATA YODA
Cinematography by MINORU MIKI Sound by HISASHI KASE
Starring
ISUZU YAMADA YOKO UMEMURA
BENKEI SHIGANO YA KAZUKO HISANO
FUMIO OKURA TAIZO FUKAMI
EITARO SHINDO SAKURAKO IWAMA
SOMENOSUKE HAYASHIYA REIKO AOI
SHIZUKO TAKIZAWA KOZO TACHIBANA, MOTOKO MIMASU
Original Story and Direction by KENJI MIZOGUCHI
How much do I hear for this?
A tea chest of red sandalwood!
Do I hear 500? Five hundred it is.
What do I hear for this silver vase?
A bureau made of paulownia wood.
It's sad, isn't it? I can hardly bear it.
Seeing furniture you've owned your whole life
auctioned off like that.
We have no choice.
Our luck will turn. I know it.
Sadakichi, you've been working here since Father's time.
I'm sorry things had to come to this.
No, I'm the one who's sorry.
I've been with you so long, but I couldn't prevent this.
One day we'll work together again.
Until then, go and work for Kagiyoshi.
His store's doing very well.
Thank you for thinking of my well-being.
Madam...
are you and Mr. Furusawa leaving for the country tomorrow?
That's how it looks now.
May I help you pack?
Thank you, but I hardly need help.
I have little more than the clothes on my back.
When I came here as a bride,
I never dreamt all the furniture I brought would be auctioned off.
When I left home, I had the finest dowry of anyone in town.
How can I go back
and face everybody in such a pitiful state?
How many times must you say that?
It's enough to make my ears ache.
I didn't go bankrupt on purpose, you know.
Even our children
will have to live in shame.
It really breaks my heart.
First you complain, then you slobber.
Why not complain to the people out there?
Ask them why they put me out of business,
why we have to sell everything you brought here as a bride.
Why don't you do that?
Where are you going?
Wherever I please. I can't stand the sight of you!
I'm not going with you. - Wait!
Master!
Tea and flowers.
Get your tea and flowers.
- Hot, isn't it? - Ah, welcome.
How is your store?
I'm done for.
I've reached the end of my rope.
Would it help if you sold something of mine?
It'd be a drop in the bucket.
Don't worry yourself about it.
You've been so good to me.
I really should repay you at a time like this.
Take anything you think might help.
That's enough. Just drop it.
I'm tired of the whole thing.
Good morning, Omocha.
Welcome.
I'll be moving in here. I hope you don't mind.
Is that so?
I'll do all your errands. I'm at your service.
Stop joking around.
Your clothes are so sweaty.
I'll wash them. They should dry quickly.
Go to the public bath and forget your worries.
I think I'll do that.
You look like a dirty old man, sweating like that.
Get going now. - All right.
My fortunes have waned in the autumn of my years.
"A single paulownia leaf falls, a portent of autumn."
That about sums me up.
Hurry back.
I don't want him here.
I don't want you letting Mr. Furusawa stay here.
How can you say that?
I can't just abandon him now.
So what if his shop failed?
That's not our concern.
Don't talk like that.
There's such a thing as obligation.
There's little we can do in any case,
but we should at least comfort him.
Why should we be comforting him?
We can barely take care of ourselves.
It's already autumn,
and we only have one kimono apiece.
We're months behind on the rent.
Anyway, I'm not even saying this
just because he'll be an added expense.
My point is that the way you think about men is all wrong.
"Obligation"? Are you kidding?
What obligation?
It's only fitting that he's done things for you.
You've made it more than worth his while.
You grew up working in the pleasure quarters.
That's why you think that way.
But I graduated from school before becoming a geisha.
I understand certain things.
Listen:
Men come here and pay money
to make playthings out of us.
Is there a single exception?
I don't need you to tell me that.
Then act like it.
If that's how men are,
it's only fair to find a patron and take him for all he's worth.
Otherwise, you lose.
Yet you'd let that penniless bum live here.
What's he done for you that you should feel obligated?
He helped me become a full-fledged geisha.
So you could do what?
Any way you look at it,
a geisha's only purpose is to give men pleasure.
They pay us to be their playthings.
We're bought and sold like common goods, and by whom?
Men, that's who!
Men are our enemies.
I despise them!
We should make them suffer for it.
That's what I intend to do.
They use words like "obligation" and "duty" to confuse you.
You let men do whatever they want.
Sis, listen to me:
You should break up with him.
Do it when he comes back, and chase him out.
We can't get along in the world talking the way you do.
Maybe you can treat men that way
who only come to have fun,
but not somebody who's helped you.
Other people's opinions count for something.
Omocha, try to understand.
What would people say if I did things your way?
They certainly wouldn't praise me.
So you'll look after Mr. Furusawa
just for other people's approval?
Have those people ever once treated us like human beings?
Why should we care what they think?
If you keep living this way,
you'll always feel as if you're being strangled to death.
Look at the other geisha your age.
They all have some money saved. - Good morning, Omocha.
Here to pray?
Omocha, I have some good news for you.
What is it?
There's a man who's crazy about you.
Who might that be?
Mr. Kimura. He visited this morning, didn't he?
The clerk from the kimono store.
Him? Who cares?
Don't say that. Give him a favorable answer.
- Don't be silly. - Good-bye.
Good morning, madam.
Good morning. I sent for you.
Did you want something?
There's a banquet on the fifth of next month,
and you wanted your sister to perform in it.
You'd really let her take part?
Yes.
But there's something I can't tell her, so I'm telling you.
She's perfect as a geisha,
but does she have a proper kimono?
It's a high-class affair,
so it would be embarrassing not to go in a nice kimono.
It would hurt my reputation too.
What reputation?
She wrings every last penny out of second-rate geishas like us.
What gall.
Please do let her take part.
I will, as long as she has a nice kimono.
We'll figure something out.
If my sister doesn't find a patron,
I hate to think what will become of her.
I agree.
Madam, just listen to this.
It really makes my blood boil.
You know that Mr. Furusawa? - Whose store went bankrupt?
Yes. He came by this morning, asking us to put him up.
Sorry to make you look after the house.
It's a wonder a little mouse didn't run off with you.
"You're late, jail keeper."
"It is my fault for being late, my man."
I'm dead tired. - Some tea?
Thank you. I bought some serge for a kimono.
Do you think it will suit you?
Very nice.
I'll put that Kabuki star Tanjuro to shame.
It's about time to wear warmer clothes.
Sorry to trouble you.
I brought you some of your favorite: Eel and burdock.
It looks good.
Delicious. - It is, isn't it?
I'll set the table. Wait just a moment.
Thanks.
Thank you for your order.
Thanks for coming.
Your money. - Thank you.
I'm terribly sorry, but could I pay you next time?
The boss is really strict.
Please don't forget next time.
What a nuisance!
- Good day. - Oh, hello.
Good to see you again.
How's business, Mr. Kimura?
Not bad, madam.
Your shop has a bright future.
- I'm not so sure. - Mr. Kimura?
Hello, Omocha.
You're terrible.
What did I do?
You were talking to Umeryu about me, weren't you?
You heard about that?
- I'll say I did. - I'm sorry.
Sweet on each other, are you?
Of course not.
- Just don't seduce her now. - What a thing to say!
I mean it.
- Mr. Kimura. - Yes?
I need a new kimono next month.
Do you have anything nice?
- For autumn wear? - Yes.
I have plenty,
since I'm on my way to Hanamikoji.
Let me see them. I'll take one.
But they're expensive.
I'm not sure what I can do.
In the price range you can afford,
rayon might be a better choice.
But we don't sell them, so you'd have to ask around.
Why are you being so cold?
You were lying when you told Umeryu you liked me, right?
No, it's the truth.
I don't believe it.
I'd be so happy if you really meant it.
Mr. Kimura...
my sister needs a special kimono for a high-class party.
Couldn't you please give her one?
That's a lot to ask.
Listen, Mr. Kimura,
just pretend you're making it for me.
Don't ask that of a poor man like me.
Ask your patron for it.
Idiot. If I had a patron, I wouldn't be coming to you.
I'd be asking him for lots of clothes.
Then hook a rich patron.
You mean man! So you didn't really mean it.
What a fool I've been.
I can't believe I took you at your word.
If that's how you feel,
I'll find myself a lot of patrons.
I'd prefer that anyway.
I was just joking. Tell me what you want.
Don't bother. I don't want anything now.
If you really do like me,
I'll see what I can do about a kimono.
You really are dumb.
Where are your eyes?
You can tell how a girl feels by how she acts.
I can't tell unless you make it clear.
I really can't.
You're hopeless.
What a pretty design!
I'll take this.
That costs 53 yen.
That's the best I have with me today.
It's 53 yen. - I heard you the first time.
I've been watching you.
You look so young, I didn't recognize you.
You and your jokes.
Say, yesterday I went to Mr. Furusawa's place
to bid in the auction,
but I was told he wasn't at home.
Is that why you're looking so young? Is he at your place?
Could be.
I can tell just by looking
when it's the real thing.
You can't fool me.
- You're quite right. - Really?
- It's getting hot in here. - Cut it out.
Where's Shimbei Furusawa's house?
Please be careful.
Oh, my!
Who is it?
It's Mr. Jurakudo.
We got to talking about you, and he insisted on seeing you.
I'm glad you came by.
Long time no see, Jurakudo.
Furusawa!
I just had to see you.
He's had too much to drink.
It's terrible what's happened.
I went to the auction yesterday.
I swear, tears were streaming from my eyes.
This scroll, that scroll -
all ones I had sold you.
I never dreamt I'd be buying them back.
I just wept and wept.
I didn't care who saw me.
You know how I feel?
Do you?
He's dead drunk, isn't he?
Dead drunk?
What a cruel thing to say.
You think I'm drunk and talking nonsense?
- No, I understand. - Honestly?
I understand. Thanks for your tears of concern.
My, what an amusing man.
Who are you?
What a beauty!
- Careful. - You'll hurt yourself.
- Don't be so reckless. - Who are you?
This is my younger sister. Please be nice to her.
Your sister?
I didn't know you had such a beautiful sister.
Let's have a drink.
Pour me a drink, doll.
Not you!
If you poured, the sake would lose its taste.
Have it your way, playboy.
Would you do me a favor, Jurakudo?
What kind of favor?
- Lend me some pocket money. - How much do you want?
Thirty yen will do.
That's too much. Make it 20.
Don't be stingy.
How things have changed.
Shimbei Furusawa,
owner of one of the largest dry goods stores in Kyoto,
is asking little old me for spending money.
How pitiful to see a man down on his luck.
What are you saying?
You sold me a lot of imitation scrolls and cheap chinaware.
What did you just say?
Repeat that.
You trying to give me a bad name?
Are you saying I sold you fakes?
That I sell phony antiques?
Fine, never mind.
It was so sad.
I went to the auction to bid...
and I wept.
I know.
- This scroll and that scroll - - Never mind. I was just joking.
Joking?
Of course you were.
I'm no phony. - Of course not.
- You understand? - Yes.
Okay, as long as you understand.
There's a lot in there.
Is this enough?
Wait a minute.
Be careful.
The sake's really getting to him.
I'll see him home. - You will?
Where does he live?
- Sanneizaka in Kiyomizu. - I see.
Mr. Jurakudo.
Driver, please go back to Shimokiya Street.
Are you awake now?
Who are you?
You really were drunk, weren't you?
You forced me to come here, remember?
I did?
Who are you?
Omocha, Umekichi's sister.
Umekichi has a sister like you?
And what are you and I doing here together?
Just listen to yourself!
We went from the party to Umekichi's place...
That's right.
I saw Mr. Furusawa, didn't I? - Yes, you did.
I see.
I certainly got drunk, didn't I?
This is Shimokiya Street, isn't it?
Have a drink.
Don't be silly. What time is it?
A little past 10:00.
Past 10:00? I have to get home.
Please wait just a moment.
I want to talk to you. - About what?
My sister wants to talk to you about something.
If it's for pocket money, the answer is no.
Mr. Jurakudo, what do you think of my sister?
Think of her? Don't ask such questions.
- Don't you like her? - What are you talking about?
Oh, well... forget it then.
Hold on.
Don't jump to conclusions.
She can't stop talking about you, you know.
Don't try to flatter me.
She talks about how kind you are,
and how lucky a woman would be to have a patron like you.
- Is that true? - Why would I lie?
Let's have a drink.
That may well be,
but your sister has Mr. Furusawa.
That's just the point.
He was her patron, but there's nothing between them now.
But she feels obligated to look after him
because he helped her in the past.
I'll be perfectly frank:
My sister finds him a burden now.
Of course she does.
Who wants to be shackled to an old man like him?
He was rich before... - Yes.
But he hasn't got a penny now.
He'll pull her down with him and make her poor too.
You're exactly right.
Sorry to keep you waiting. May I bring you something?
Bring us your best food.
And more sake. - Right away, sir.
My sister says if you agree to look after her,
it'll make it hard for Mr. Furusawa to hang on,
and he'll be forced to leave.
Please try to imagine what it's like for her.
But it puts me in a difficult position.
Why?
I used to do business with him.
I'm indebted to him myself.
But I'd certainly be willing if she breaks up with him.
I can help out if you give me some money.
Money so they can break up? - Yes.
He's so poor, he can't even go to his in-laws in the country.
How much do you need?
It'll take more than just pocket change.
- How's 100 yen? - Perfect.
This is for your sister's sake. Give it to him right away.
It's not for her sake, it's for yours.
You don't mince words, do you?
- I'm home. - Welcome back.
- I'm exhausted. - Did you see him home safely?
Thank you. - He was so drunk, it wasn't easy.
Sorry about that.
Are you hungry? Shall I order some udon?
Thanks, but I've eaten.
This is for you. - Thank you.
Have it with your sake.
I'll have some now.
This is my favorite.
How about a drink?
Have another.
Don't hold back.
What service!
- Mr. Furusawa... - What is it?
You won't like what I'm about to say,
but please don't be angry.
What is it?
I think you can guess, can't you?
As I'm sure you realize,
your staying here is a burden on us.
Yes, I know.
You two were in the red again last month.
Geishas really don't make much, do they? I feel for you.
We barely scrape by.
Besides, we live in a fishbowl, and people love to talk.
Everyone's gossiping about your being here.
Very true.
We've taken you in out of love and loyalty,
but other people don't see it that way.
Of course, my sister can't tell you the truth.
Please forgive me, but I raised some money.
Here's 50 yen.
You can use it to go back to your hometown.
Sorry to put you to so much trouble.
Thank you for taking it so well.
I guess I'll be going.
I see that your misfortunes have made you very understanding.
Give Umekichi my regards.
Yes, I will.
Take good care of yourself.
Learn your fortune.
Your luck in love.
Master!
Who's that?
If it isn't Sadakichi! It's been so long!
How's business with you lately?
Where have you been? Everyone's been worried.
Your wife was very angry and returned to the country.
Where are you staying?
Some people were putting me up,
but I've just been kicked out.
- Then go back to your wife. - Forget it. I've got money tonight.
Let's go have a few drinks.
Sure, but let's go to my place first.
Forget that. Let's just go.
Roasted chestnuts!
I'm back.
Where's Mr. Furusawa?
He's not here anymore.
- Not here? Why? - I don't know.
He left as if he'd suddenly remembered something.
He left?
I didn't say anything.
I didn't say you did.
I don't know anything.
What do you think?
Even an expert couldn't tell this from the real thing.
Well done, isn't it?
What's your best price?
Well, let's see.
It certainly is well made.
How about 170 yen?
Excuse me.
Please come sit down.
I'll wait, thanks.
I made a mistake. It's actually 270 yen.
Can't you knock off 100 yen?
I'm hardly making a profit as it is.
Perhaps you can buy it next time.
All right, I'll take it.
Really? Thank you.
Thank you very much.
Please come again.
Have a seat. - Thanks.
How did it go?
He left. It was easier than I thought.
It was actually embarrassing.
Sort of anticlimactic, really.
You naughty girl. How's Umekichi?
Very happy, and looking forward to living with you.
- Is that so? - But there's a little hitch.
You mustn't mention Mr. Furusawa.
I'd hate things to get fouled up.
And don't ask her if she loves you.
Real men don't, you know.
I understand. I won't bungle things.
Can I see her soon? - Just remember what I told you.
Add this up for yourself.
Think you can fool me like this? Idiot!
I thought you'd been acting strange lately.
Is this what you've been up to?
If you want to deceive people, you'll have to try harder.
What do you think will happen if you keep this up?
Tell me: What did you need that much money for?
Spit it out.
So you can't tell me?
Of course not.
Then I'll tell you:
Some geisha wheedled you into making a kimono for her.
Well? Am I right?
Don't be the kind of sop who has to buy a woman's love.
When I was young, it was the girls who bought me things.
What's this geisha like?
Any woman you love is probably no good anyway.
If she's actually willing to marry you,
I'll act as your go-between.
Tell me who she is,
and I'll look into it.
Omocha.
Something terrible has happened. - What?
I'm in trouble. My boss found out.
What are you so worked up about?
- I may get fired. - Really?
If my boss comes here, please cover for me.
Don't expect me to get you out of trouble.
Don't say that. Please.
He even said he'd help us get married, so come up with a good story.
- Me, marry you? - Yes.
Don't make me laugh.
Please don't mess this up.
- Excuse me. - Welcome.
And who may you be?
The name's Kudo. I run the Marubishi store.
Thank you for your business.
Oh, so you run the store?
Are you Omocha?
Yes. May I help you?
I'd like a word with you.
Is that so? Please come in.
Thank you. I will.
- Please. - Pardon the intrusion.
I'll get to the point: I'm here to talk about Kimura.
He says he made a kimono for Umekichi. Is that true?
Oh, that? That was some time ago.
How can you be so nonchalant about it?
You live in the pleasure quarters.
Surely you understand that a clerk in a fabric store
can't just give away kimono fabric costing over 50 yen.
- How would I know that? - You can't be serious.
You knew, and yet you -
Don't be silly!
I asked him if it was really all right,
if it wouldn't get him fired.
He said not to worry, that he was paying.
No, he's been with me since he was a small boy.
I know him very well.
He's honest to a fault.
Really? Honest?
Trying to seduce a poor girl with a single kimono -
is that honest?
Is that what he did?
It's partly my own fault.
If I were a popular geisha,
I wouldn't have to accept gifts from such a man.
But I don't have a patron,
so it's hard to buy even a single kimono.
That's why I accepted his offer.
A pretty girl like you, not popular?
It's true. I'm at my wits' end.
I'd like a patron to look after me,
but I can't find one.
No one to look after you? Those men must all be blind.
You flatter me. I wish it were true.
But it is.
It's been so nice talking to you that I forgot to offer tea.
No, don't bother.
If I could only find a patron,
I'd love him with all my heart.
Please come and drink.
Have some of this instead of tea. No one's home now.
Please come over here.
You sure? Don't mind if I do.
- Please. - If you insist.
So you and your sister live here together?
Yes. We both work so hard, but it's hopeless.
All the more reason not to get involved
with a penniless clerk like Kimura.
But I don't know anyone else.
You must know many fine men. Please find a patron for me.
I don't know a single man with any sense.
That can't be true.
Still, younger men are really undependable.
And they don't listen when you try to talk seriously.
Young men are no good. They haven't suffered.
You're right.
A man like you knows the bitter and the sweet.
I'd like to tell you about myself sometime.
I'd be happy to listen.
I'm so glad!
I'm really so glad!
If only someone like you would take care of me,
I'd really be thrilled.
You're just saying that to make an old man happy.
No, I really mean it.
I've decided I want you to take care of me.
What do you say? - Well...
- Take this thing off. - But...
Are you in a rush?
No, I'm free today.
You'll be more comfortable in this.
This seems too good to be true.
What a thing to say!
- Where's the boss? - Not back yet.
- Really? - Yes.
Welcome back, sir.
- Yasukichi. - Yes, sir?
Come with me.
Welcome back.
Forget about her.
You can find any number like her.
How about finding a geisha with some sense?
I'm sorry, sir.
I'll let you off this time,
but try to behave yourself in the future.
I'll handle our clients in the pleasure quarters from now on.
Is that clear?
Stay away from girls like that.
I'm just thinking of your future.
If I find out you're still seeing her,
I won't be as forgiving next time.
I'm sorry. I'll be very careful.
- Is that clear? - Yes. I'm very sorry.
That girl sweet-talked her way into your pockets, didn't she?
Nonsense. Why do you have to be such a chatterbox?
There's no telling what you'll do.
Sister, take a look.
How do I look?
Play your cards right and we can live like this.
Buy whatever we want, live in luxury. Right?
You won't get anywhere acting like that.
Still hustling for a living at your age.
What did Mr. Jurakudo say?
He wants a definite answer today.
Excuse me.
Well, well.
Mr. Jurakudo.
Well?
- It's okay. - Really?
She's been waiting for you.
Come in. - Thanks.
Welcome.
Sister, now's the time.
You mustn't pressure her.
Have some tea.
Thanks.
Have you thought it over?
Yes.
Ring, ring, ring Nothing left to do but die
That's the only way out
The only end to all this suffering and grief
Ring, ring, ring
Though I know it would make you unhappy
Hello, Mr. Furusawa.
How's everything?
Same as usual, thanks.
Aren't you staying with Umekichi?
No, I'm staying here now, at my clerk's house.
Is that so?
I was thinking of going over there.
Can I give them a message for you?
You're on your way there?
I'd better not.
In that case, please excuse me.
Good day.
What happened? We haven't seen you lately.
No, my boss is making the rounds now.
He told me not to come around here,
so I haven't been by.
Is that so?
How do you do.
Umekichi.
What happened to you and Mr. Furusawa?
Did you two quarrel? I just saw him a while ago.
What? Mr. Furusawa?
Where did you see him?
- You don't know where he is? - No.
- At a teashop in Yasakashita. - Yasakashita?
Yes, at the home of his former clerk.
He was pushing a baby cart and singing Bunraku lyrics, as always.
Hold on -
What else?
It made me sad to see him reduced to that
after living in such high style.
It really makes you stop and think.
Umekichi, what's the matter?
What was all that about?
Don't be rash. What are you doing?
Please don't stop me. Please leave me alone.
It's all beyond me.
What's good today?
I can't understand a damn word on this menu.
You go ahead and pick something good.
- What's the matter? - I forgot my wallet.
Your wallet? That was careless of you.
Omocha?
What are you doing here?
You idiot!
After all I said, you still don't understand?
Go home!
What about you, boss?
You reprimanded me, but just look at you.
What's going on here?
How dare you talk like that to your boss!
That's it. You're fired.
I want you out of my store.
If you're still there when I get back,
you'll regret it. Fool!
Omocha, don't tell me he's your -
- Yes, he's my patron. - Your patron?
How can you say that to my face, you tramp!
Tramp? Fine by me. I'm a geisha.
If I always told the truth, I'd be out of business.
Sometimes I have to lie.
What are you doing?
He thinks I'm his woman because of one lousy kimono.
He's pathetic. - That's enough.
You'd better watch out.
Try that again and you'll be arrested.
She's right.
So now the truth comes out. Remember this day.
You too, boss. You got that?
Quit grumbling and get out!
I'm leaving.
But remember, Omocha: I'm a man too.
Oh, I won't forget. And such a fine man too.
Get out of here!
How stupid can he be?
Oh, there it is.
Why did you just leave like that?
How could you not know how I feel?
Don't be silly.
Do I look like such a heartless man?
I was told you didn't want me around, so I left.
Who said such a thing?
Omocha.
So it was her!
She told you to leave?
I had a feeling that was it.
Why would she do such a thing?
But even if she did,
why did you leave without a word?
I thought you didn't want me.
If I didn't want you, would I suffer so?
I'm glad to hear you say that.
Does Omocha really hate me that much?
How about moving in here with me?
If you don't mind, I will.
I don't want to live with a sister who'd do such a thing to you.
We can relax here.
Just the two of us.
That makes me very happy.
But you say that now.
Are you sure you won't leave me again?
Of course not. How could I leave you by yourself?
You're just saying that.
Excuse me. I'd like to use your phone.
What's that?
- Please let me make a call. - Okay.
Kimura?
What?
Don't tell such silly lies.
I'm not lying.
That's right.
Thank you for everything.
What's that?
Is this true?
Yes, it's the truth.
I saw your husband at a nice place in the Gion.
That's why I was fired.
The Gion? Where?
The house of the geisha who swindled me.
I saw what a fine patron your husband is to Omocha.
I can't set foot in the store again.
Good-bye.
And give your husband my regards.
Welcome back.
Listen, has Yasukichi Kimura come back here?
No, sir, he isn't back yet.
I see.
Welcome back.
I'm back.
Welcome home, sir.
Omasa, I brought you a treat from the Gion.
I've been so busy. One thing after another.
Busy all the time.
What's the matter?
Don't you feel well?
- Don't come near me. - Why?
Otake!
Is the bath ready? - In a moment, ma'am.
This isn't fit to eat. Give it to the dog.
What are you doing?
Stop acting like this. Idiot!
I'm an idiot all right.
What are you so angry about?
Stop taking me for a fool.
Where were you just now?
At a customer's place.
Are you telling the truth?
Enough already. This is foolishness.
Are you still fooling around at your age?
Welcome back.
Mr. Jurakudo must have been very pleased.
I'm moving out.
Whatever for?
Mr. Furusawa told me everything.
You saw him?
I'll send for my things later.
Sister!
Sister, wait!
How can she be such a fool?
Good evening.
Is Omocha in? - Yes. What is it?
Mr. Kudo has sent the car for you.
He has?
Please wait a moment.
How's business, Omocha? Wanna have some fun?
What? Don't get familiar with me.
Don't get familiar?
I know all about you.
Didn't you swindle that kimono from a clerk?
Be quiet!
As beautiful as you are, you still have to hustle for a patron.
I feel sorry for you.
How dare you act so smug with me!
Stop it! Where is Mr. Kudo anyway?
Mr. Kudo? He's too stingy. Forget about him.
I'll find you a filthy-rich playboy.
If you'd prefer a younger man, how about me? I'd like that.
Or how about him?
Enough insults! I'm not that kind of woman!
Don't give me that. I know better.
You'll do anything for money.
Just be quiet and come along.
You idiot! Who do you think you are?
Why are you doing this?
Omocha, long time no see.
This is what you've brought me to.
I'm going to get everything off my chest.
- Mr. Kimura! - I'm a bitter man.
You're going to get what you deserve.
- Let me out! - You're not going anywhere.
I said let me out!
We're not going to eat you. Just come along quietly.
Let me out!
Something terrible has happened!
Your sister's been badly hurt.
Omocha?
Yes. A doctor just phoned.
This is terrible. Go see her right away.
What could have happened?
No point in staying here and worrying.
Hurry and go see her.
I'll be back soon.
If you need anything, I'll come right over.
Umekichi.
What happened, madam?
It may have been a case of revenge.
She was thrown from a taxicab.
Is she very badly hurt?
I just hope she isn't left crippled.
It's that bad?
Where is she now? - The doctor's seeing her.
- Will she be okay? - Let's hope so.
Omocha, what happened?
Are you in pain?
This is what happens when you treat men like that.
Terrible things happen.
Something like this won't make me give in to men.
Any man who does this to a geisha
simply because she refuses him is a coward.
I'll make him pay.
Don't say such things.
Let this be a lesson to you.
You have to consider people's feelings.
If you'd listened, this wouldn't have happened.
No, your way means giving in to men.
I refuse to do that!
Why would anyone want to give in to them?
You mustn't get worked up.
That's right. You mustn't talk like that.
You must be quiet, understand?
Be a good girl.
May I have a word with you?
I'd like to go get my things. Would you stay until I return?
- Don't be long. - I won't. Thank you.
Did he go out?
Mr. Furusawa? He just got a telegram from his wife.
A telegram?
Yes. He and my husband left very suddenly
for Mrs. Furusawa's home in the country.
It seems Mr. Furusawa will manage a factory there.
Really?
Did he leave a message for me?
He didn't leave a letter,
but he said to tell you to find a better patron.
How could he say that?
It is strange, isn't it?
Umekichi, I feel cold.
Could you pull the other blanket over me?
What's the matter?
Why the long face?
What's wrong?
What happened?
Mr. Furusawa left suddenly for the country
without telling me.
I told you so.
No matter how much we do for men,
they abandon us when it suits them.
I don't mind.
It's all right with me.
I did everything I could for him,
and I'm sure I brought him happiness.
I can face the world with my head held high.
And where has it gotten you?
You can hold your head high,
but what has anyone done for you?
Mr. Furusawa may be happy,
but what about you?
Are you living a life of ease?
You meekly did as you were told
and got nothing in return.
If we do our jobs well, they call us immoral.
So what can we do?
What are we supposed to do?
Why do we have to suffer like this?
Why do there even have to be such things as geisha?
Why does the world need such a profession?
It's so unfair.
I wish they never existed!
THE END
Translation by KERIM YASAR for SUBTEXT SUBTITLING