there so many
temples in Kyoto?
Are you staying? Come on.
Come on.
Welcome to my shop.
Was it easy to find?
Sure. I knew it was close
to the baseball field.
- Do you like baseball?
- A lot.
Well.
- Shall we go?
- Whenever you wish.
It's this way.
Come in.
It's beautiful!
And so nice...
- Do you like it?
- Yes.
There are a lot
of pretty things.
Where are they from?
France. I bought them at
an auction in England.
I went to the Yakushi temple.
You were also there, with my sister.
Yes. Do you like statues?
No.
She's visiting other temples
with my father,
so I've come here.
- I'm glad you did.
Where is your wife?
Isn't she at home?
- I'm not married.
- Not married? Really?
Really.
- Is that true?
- Yes. Here.
And why aren't you?
- What?
- Married.
Because I don't have a wife.
- Do you have a woman?
- No.
- A girlfriend?
- None.
- Have you ever had one?
- No.
Liar.
- May I?
- Do you smoke?
Sometimes.
- Don't tell my sister.
- All right.
I know about your girlfriend.
My girlfriend?
I read my sister's diary.
You read her diary?
Don't scold me, I know
I shouldn't have.
- I know many things.
- Like what?
It was in 1937.
Setsuko was 21 and
you were at college.
That was long ago.
It was snowing.
Do you remember that night?
"The two of them left the Imperial Theatre.
Snow fell silently as they
walked along the pit."
"He was quiet." You.
"So was she." Setsuko.
"They were young.
They held hands."
- We didn't hold hands.
- Be quiet.
You didn't, but you
would have liked to.
"They would have liked to walk
holding hands eternally."
- Isn't that wonderful?
- Wonderful.
Then he asked:
їAren't you cold?"
She answered: "No."
Wrapping herself up in her shawl she said:
"Aren't you cold, Hiroshi?"
It's a good story.
Did you live the experience?
"She..." I.
"She was inexperienced."
"He..." Again, you.
- Another story?
- Many more.
"It was a warm spring night."
Another day.
"The beach at Yui was calm."
- In Kamakura.
- Yes.
"They were next to each
other by the moonlight."
Come in.
- Hello.
- Good afternoon.
- Well, you have visitors.
- Yes. This is Miss Mariko Munakata.
She's that woman called Setsuko's
little sister, isn't she?
- So she is.
- Well.
I'm Yoriko Mashita.
How are you?
Won't you sit down?
I just passed by on
my way to work.
- What did you want?
- Nothing important.
Here, a ticket for the concert
on the thirteenth.
Well, thank you!
A Bach concert. They
say it's very good.
Meet me at the Alaska.
Don't be late, OK?
- Goodbye, good afternoon.
- Good afternoon.
Goodbye.
Tell your boss to call me
after the guest has left.
- All right.
- Don't forget.
And what happened
later in Kamakura?
- Who's that woman?
- I met her in Paris.
Is she married?
She was, but she's a widow now.
And what does she do?
She's a stock broker, in Osaka.
"It was a romantic night in Paris"
No romantic nights.
We were just friends.
"He denied being intimate with her."
- I don't like that woman.
- Why not?
She's arrogant.
She's not.
I hate her. She has the scent of a secret.
- Father, are you tired?
- No, I'm feeling great.
I like the Moss Temple.
Besides, the moss was
prettier than ever today.
There was also a camellia tree.
Did you see it too?
I thought so.
There's real beauty in old Japan.
But some people say that
traditional things are bad.
They're ignorant people.
Aren't you drinking too much, father?
- Just a bit more.
- I think you should stop now.
Why is Mariko taking so long?
Isn't she coming?
I told her to come here.
She doesn't like old Japan.
It looks like your sister
is making you worry.
- Don't worry; she's behaving rather well.
- I'm glad to hear that.
The worst thing is that your
husband is out of work.
You're going through a bad time.
- Is he still loafing about?
- No, he's looking for a job.
- Tell me, how's your bar doing?
- So, so. Holding out.
- Can you keep it?
- Yes.
It's all