Coproduced by YONKI NO KAI and TOHO CO., LTD.
DODES'KA-DEN
Concept by CLUB OF THE FOUR KNIGHTS:
AKIRA KUROSAWA, KEISUKE KINOSHITA
KON ICHIKAWA, MASAKI KOBAYASHI
Executive Producers AKIRA KUROSAWA and YOICHI MATSUE
Based on the novel by SHUGORO YAMAMOTO
Screenplay by AKIRA KUROSAWA HIDEO OGUNI
and SHINOBU HASHIMOTO
Cinematography by TAKAO SAITO YASUMICHI FUKUZAWA
Art direction by YOSHIRO MURAKI SHINOBU MURAKI
Music by TORU TAKEMITSU
Starring:
YOSHITAKA ZUSHI KIN SUGAI
TOSHIYUKI TONOMURA SHINSUKE MINAMI, YUKO KUSUNOKI
JUNZABURO BAN KIYOKO TANGE
MICHIO HINO, KEIJl FURUYAMA TAPPEI SHIMOKAWA
KUNIE TANAKA JITSUKO YOSHIMURA
HISASHI IGAWA HIDEKO OKIYAMA
TATSUO MATSUMURA IMARI TSUJI
TOMOKO YAMAZAKI MASAHIKO KAMETANI
HIROSHI AKUTAGAWA TOMOKO NARAOKA
NOBORU MITANI HIROYUKI KAWASE
AKEMI NEGISHI EIMEI ESUMI
MINORU TAKASHIMA KAZUO KATO
Directed by AKIRA KUROSAWA
I know I often ask this, but please listen to me, dear Buddha.
Please make my mother smarter.
Why that face?
Mother, what's worrying you?
Nothing.
I'm not worried at all.
Please, dear Buddha,
perhaps I ask too often, and you may be tired of this,
but please help my mother.
I'd better go to work now.
The maintenance crew isn't reliable at all.
So it takes more time to do an inspection!
I'm going now.
I've got eight runs this morning.
Same in the afternoon.
I'll be back in the evening.
Look at that.
What are the maintenance men doing?
What a lousy job!
This is an old car, though.
Maybe I shouldn't blame them.
Let's go.
Trolley freak!
Good morning, Mr. Tanba.
Good morning.
Are you still a religious man?
Yes, I say my prayers every morning and evening.
Well, it's hard on your mother.
Don't worry. She's all right because I'm with her.
You're right.
How's the streetcar today?
Not so good, not so bad.
How is business?
Just so-so.
Now -
Say hello to your mother.
Don't get drunk again. Come straight home tonight.
Shut up. You're the one driving me to drink.
Hey.
Let's go, Hatsu.
Okay, buddy. I'II be right out.
Listen.
Come home drunk again and you sleep outside.
What a woman! Why don't you say hello to my buddy?
He was so drunk last night -
Let's go, buddy.
She'll keep going all day if we listen.
All women are the same.
They nag you so much you end up in a bad mood.
After work, let's have a drink.
- Good morning. - Have a nice day.
Shima is a good man.
But I can't stand that tic of his
or that wife of his.
Morning.
Weigh this.
We don't sell cabbage by weight. There's a set price per head.
You expect me to pay for the bad part?
What a greedy vendor!
You can't accuse me of that.
You know my greens are a lot cheaper than in town.
Cheaper and worse.
Your stuff doesn't even come close to the ones in town.
All this about a head of cabbage.
I don't have to listen to your chattering.
Take it. You don't have to pay.
What?
I'm not a beggar!
I asked the price. I'm a customer, aren't l?
- But you treat me like - - I'm sorry. It just slipped out.
Let me weigh it for you.
Why count?
No one cares how many hairs it has.
You may be right,
but for me, there must be just 30.
Watching you work is a pain in the neck!
Hey, who got you pregnant this time?
There's my Umeko.
I hear you're with a new young guy.
You've gotten prettier.
Hey, we haven't done it for a long time.
Take a break from the young guys and let me have a little.
Too good for us?
Why not have a good time with me again?
How are our children? Are they all well?
This is a great disaster to us, Katsuko.
Your aunt is in the hospital for an operation.
God knows till when.
I've arranged for your mother to pay the expenses.
But even though it's her own sister,
she wants us to pay it all back
out of the monthly expenses we spend on you.
Just think about that.
You owe it to your aunt after everything she's done for you.
You must work very hard.
You know what worries her at the hospital.
If you were more attractive and had a better figure,
you could get a better job.
But this is all you can do.
To make up for it, do your aunt's share, too.
Understand?
Your nature isn't even human.
Nor animal.
I'd have to say your nature is purely vegetable.
Hello! It's Isemasa.
Drinking as usual?
I shouldn't say this to a good customer,
but he's really lazy.
He drinks or sleeps while you and his wife work.
Now that his wife is in the hospital, he makes you work all alone.
You've gotten thinner, too.
Here, take this. It's good.
See you later.
Hey, how are you?
Why don't you answer me, asshole!
He has the eyes of a dead man.
He gives me the creeps.
It's just as though he was dead.
I'll bet his blood is as cold as ice.
Our house ought to be built on a hill.
We Japanese used to build houses
in valleys and mountain coves.
We've always preferred the lowlands.
That's true.
I saw pictures of foreign countries.
They have their houses in high places,
but ours are in low places.
There's a reason for that.
There are many earthquakes and typhoons in Japan.
Wooden houses in high places are easily shaken
by earthquakes and typhoons.
So they chose the lowlands to avoid the danger.
But that's not the only reason.
The Japanese prefer soft light
to bright sunshine.
We like shady places.
We like to live in the midst of nature.
So we couldn't get used to concrete houses.
That's right. I don't like concrete houses either.
They're too cold for me.
But we shouldn't forget one thing.
It's true that wooden houses suit the Japanese people.
But we mustn't cling to our culture and characteristics
if we become weak and lose endurance as a result.
By living in houses
made of stone, iron, and concrete,
foreigners have strengthened their characters and capabilities.
Now we're building our own house.
We must take our future into consideration.
We must think of you, your children,
and your grandchildren.
Yes, that's true.
He must have been handsome when he was young.
He still is.
Someone went over to see him one night.
"Someone"? Trying to take a dig at me?
What makes you think that?
Well, did you go all the way?
You always brag about getting what you want.
Something must have happened.
Once I'd made up my mind that I wanted him,
I washed myself with a real perfumed soap at the public bath
and went over to his place.
How exciting.
So did it go well or not?
Well,
when I was just about to enter his house,
I heard an awful groan.
I opened the door a little and looked in.
He was asleep.
He must have been having a nightmare.
He groaned as if he was being crushed.
Then he suddenly woke up...
and said,
"Ocho" in a low voice.
It was like a voice from the grave.
It gave me the chills.
And I ran away from his place.
This mackerel is no good. It's stale.
But this one - A fresh fish has tight skin.
Look at this.
It's peeling off.
Another one.
That's all for tonight.
Come on. Don't be so mean.
- No, that's all. - Why?
Buddy, it sure is good to see you. Come on in.
I'm not so good. I want to talk to you.
All right. Have a drink first.
Come in.
What happened?
I can't stand my damn wife anymore.
I feel like I'm some kind of dog, all tied up.
I don't really understand, but that can't feel good, can it?
Of course not.
It's just like having a bucketful of sand poured over your head
while you're eating.
You know what?
You sure do have your share of troubles at home.
- Yeah, I do. - Tatsu's stubborn.
She's good-natured, but she loses it when she gets mad.
What's that?
What did you say about the sand?
Did she really pour sand over your head?
No, it only felt like that.
She was acting really grumpy, so I asked why.
She said it wasn't any of my business.
I told her, "Then don't be like that. "
Then she said, "Why shouldn't l?"
How do I know why?
I didn't know what to say, so I had to yell.
I said, "Get out!" But she ignored me.
So I got out myself and came here.
After all, a husband has some pride.
Doesn't he, Hatsu?
You're so right.
Husbands have to work hard enough outside.
It's only natural
they want their wives to be nice to them.
But my wife isn't like that.
She's like a nail digging into a cavity in my tooth.
- That's too bad. - Yeah.
- Women are really impossible. - Yeah.
They have too much free time.
They enjoy turning a little thing into something huge.
That's right.
- I'll tell her a thing or two. - You will?
Now, now. You're drunk.
Don't be ridiculous.
This much won't get me drunk, right, buddy?
- But you'd better not go now. - He's right.
- I will go. - No. Don't go.
You'd better not. Don't go, okay?
I'm fine. Just shut up and listen.
Leave it to me.
- Okay, then. - Are you all right?
I'm all right. I'm going.
- Are you sure? - Yeah, bye now.
He's gone.
I'll have some. Pour me some.
You want some sake?
My hands must be drunk, too.
You're spilling it all over.
I'm sorry.
Hey.
You're Hatsu's Yoshie, aren't you?
This is a big surprise.
I feel sort of funny.
Strange.
My heart isn't beating at all.
Let me see.
It's thumping all right.
It's moving my hand.
Oh, is it?
How is your heart?
- Feel for yourself. - May l?
It takes too long this way. The hell with your heart.
Hold on a minute. Not so rough. Wait.
Am I rough?
What's the matter?
Don't go to sleep there.
You'll catch cold.
No, I won't.
Hello, boy. You can have that there.
Thank you.
Cook the fish before you eat it, though.
Don't come in while customers are here.
You again!
There's nothing for you here.
No use standing there. Get out.
Wait.
Don't be so mean!
Thank you.
I've been thinking all evening
about the house we're building.
Looks like you're sleepy.
No, I'm not sleepy.
I'm listening.
The gate comes first.
The gate is the face of a house.
The face shows the character.
That's right.
Since we're building a house on a hill,
it must be in a European style.
How about rococo?
Or Spanish style?
British style isn't bad either.
They're a bit showy.
It should be neither too fancy nor too imposing.
I want a gate both plain and inviting.
What do you think?
It's made of iron, yet it doesn't seem cold.
It's not so showy, rather inviting.
Yes, it's nice.
It will be a deep green.
But it must be painted red first, anti-corrosive.
The gate is finished.
No, not that.
Those are my tools.
The money is over here.
There's not much, but I'll give you some.
That's all I have now.
Come again if you need more.
I'll save some up for you.
Close the shutters.
Come in through the door next time.
Look at this.
This is real roast beef.
Cooked rare very nicely.
The inside must remain red like this.
You want it?
No, you eat it.
I don't like raw meat.
Now that the gate is made, the fence comes next.
Yes, that's right.
Since the gate is made of iron,
the fence will be made of iron bars, too.
Nice, isn't it?
Yes, it's nice.
Very nice.
Katsuko!
You look like you're about to collapse.
You can only work so much.
You've got a right to think of yourself.
I know you work day and night.
But you shouldn't have to for that drunkard.
Think of your health and don't overwork yourself.
You've gotten thinner.
Here, take this.
I took a bite, though.
That darn drunkard.
He can go to hell!
Be careful! You nearly got run over.
What if you got killed?
You're not allowed to sit on the tracks.
And you were sitting right there. Unbelievable!
Hillbilly!
TROLLEY FREAK
It's me.