Ghosts of Hiroshima (2022) - full transcript

My name's Eric Kage,

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welcome to episode 34.

I am your humble host, Eric Kage.

Now I know most of you guys
are tuning into this episode



today to hear about my review

of the beautiful blackbird 4k mini.

And I promise you,

I will get to that
review in just a little bit,

but for now I wanted
to talk about something

a little bit different,

because I do think it's
important that we talk about other

things than just camera
reviews on this channel.

A few years ago, I was
a pretty unhappy guy.

I had no direction, really.

I was drinking all the time.

I dropped outta college and I was diagnosed

with severe depression.

I really had no reason to
get off the couch other than



working on my buddy's documentary.

So when that documentary ended,

I was pretty lost and I knew
that I had to pursue my passion

for video-making and
cinematography and cameras.

I used my leftover tuition
money and I moved to la and I

started working on the studio
that you see here behind me.

And I'm not gonna say
that that magically cured my

depression.

I still have to take my medicine,

but for the first time in a long time,

I don't drink and I can
actually see a future for myself,

which leads me to my
big announcement today.

On Tuesday, I learned that my great uncle

on my mom's side left
me a property in his will,

which is wild because I never even met him,

and he lived in Japan.

But with this life-altering situation,

obviously I gotta fly to Asia

to check out this property, right?

With me, I will be bringing
the beautiful blackbird mini

and I will be documenting my trip

and obviously giving
you a full camera review.

That concludes today's episode.

And my next episode will
be airing live from Japan.

So make sure you check it out.

Until then, guys, keep shooting.

Okay.

I am finally here in my
hotel room in Hiroshima.

It has been 24 hours
since I left Los Angeles,

but I made it and, um,

yeah, I got a bed and I got plenty of sake,

which I will not be drinking,
but thank you anyways.

And then I got some
interesting little knickknacks.

I don't know if these
are q-tips or toothpicks

or earbuds, razors.

Thank you for all the goodies, hotel.

Um...

All right. I'm gonna
charge my batteries now,

but I gotta say I'm very, very impressed

with this blackbird mini so far.

Obviously over the next few days,

I'll go over all the details and the,

the the features of the camera.

But, um, for now, I'm gonna go to sleep,

so goodnight

or good morning or whatever,

whatever it is.

Hey guys. So I am here on the rooftop

of the Hiroshima garden hotel.

So one of the cool things about this camera

is the 360-degree, tilting lcd screen.

This makes filming selfie-style
no problem for vloggers.

This is a nice little garden up here.

As you can see, the camera is doing great

in bright light as expected.

Color science out of the new Apollo sensor,

really pleasing to the eye.

Kage-San?

Yes!

Welcome to Hiroshima.

Wait, you're American?

Guilty as charged.

I'm from orange county,
but I live here now.

Um...

I'm the estate rep,
from Sakai & associates?

I'm sorry! I was just-

- expecting someone more male?

More Asian? I know.

No, no, that's not what I meant.

It's fine. I get it all the time.

Just call me nori.

And you don't
have to call me "kage-San".

I was adopted.

I don't even speak Japanese.

I'm only half, so we're both.

Outsiders.

My Japanese sucks, guys.

Who are you talking to?

Oh, my bad. I should have told you.

I'm, um, I'm filming a
review for the camera.

It's fine.

Just make me look good, kage-San.

Okay. So, the paperwork is in order.

I will just need a signature
on every highlighted line.

When can I see it?

Signatures first, then
I'll take you there myself.

Wait, what is this?

Yes, you'll need to
bring your things with you.

Hiroshima law requires
you to occupy the space

for at least 24 hours,

for the transfer to be legally binding.

It's an old custom,

but your uncle insisted on this condition.

Don't worry. You're gonna love it.

I guess I won't be
needing a hotel tonight, huh!

Ready?

Yep.

Are you sure this is it?

The house has been here since 1918.

It even survived the atomic blast.

You don't think
there's still radiation here?

No, the radiation
levels in Hiroshima today

are completely normal.

Okay, good.

That's what I thought.

Let's go see your new house.

What does it say?

"The dead are not gone."

Really?

It sounds worse in English.

It's about remembering loved ones.

Okay.

I gained some fans today.

Those are called Sensu.

Japan's original must-have accessory.

Whoever owned these had excellent taste.

Vintage Sensu are very collectible.

I'd be careful with that one.

Hmm.

Okay. It's 3:06 pm,

so we can do the final
signature at this time tomorrow.

I feel like I'm on a reality competition.

I was told not to touch
any of the items you see.

Your great uncle left
very specific instructions

in his will.

Only a family member may
handle the bequeathed objects.

Oh, I'm not, really,

I mean, tech

technically I am, but...

Sometimes it's best
not to question these things.

You've been given an honor.

Yeah, you're right.

Kage-San?

Are you okay?

I just need some water.

You're sweating.
You need a minute?

Yeah. Can you excuse
me?

Where's your bathroom?

You go outside and
it's in the little building

on the right.

Outside?

Hai?

Hey!

Where did he go?

We did.

He wants to stay.

I'll just tell him we don't have it.

No, I didn't touch anything.

Hai.

Consider it done.

Well, how was it?

I thought I would at
least have indoor plumbing.

Where's the fun in that?

I like this, don't you?

It's like living in a tree house.

Just needs a woman's touch.

I don't know.

It would have to be a special woman.

Absolutely.

What's up there?

It's a loft. Obviously.

Maybe an attic, but it's locked.

Unfortunately, I don't have a key for you.

I'm sure it's down here somewhere.

Like I said, I couldn't touch anything,

otherwise I would've.

No. It's okay.

I can look for the key tonight.

Let me know what you find up there.

We took the Liberty of
stocking the refrigerator

with a few things.

Just to see you through.

Hope you like beer.

Oh.

Wow!

Yeah. That's too much for me.

Try Ichiban. It's
the one with the blue label.

You drink beer?

Sometimes.

You wanna help me out?

So who owns all this?

You.

Really?

So I own this guy right here?

Yep.

This is sweet.

Let me do a quick take.

Hey guys, check out the statue
here on my property in Japan.

As I zoom in on this, uh, this pot,

the rocker function on the
camera is smooth and predictable.

The blackbird mini has
a 20x optical zoom, and-

- That's an urn.

For fermenting soy sauce?

I see.

Oh, I forgot.

I'm not supposed to talk.

No, it's all good.

Let's keep going.

Whoa.

Wonder what caused this.

Hey, nori, come look at these birds.

Didn't I see you earlier?

Uh, kage-San,

this must be one of the
neighborhood children

let's see, you must be-

- Yoshio.

Oh,.

Something about his mother?

He says, "welcome to the village."

Cheers.

Thank you. Cheers.

Thank you, uncle.

Can I ask you something?

Sure.

The house, is it really why you're here?

Now that I've seen it?

Maybe not the house,
exactly, but what it represents.

And what is that, for you?

A way to fund my video business,

maybe become more self-sufficient,

help my dad out from time-to-time.

He thinks I'm totally
nuts for living in la.

Are you?

What, nuts?

Maybe?

I mean, I hope not.

I don't think so.

I mean, when I was going to school,

a school that I hated,
just to please my dad,

that was crazy.

And then when I was drinking
just to get through those days,

that was even crazier.

But now I just love
capturing life on camera.

You must get your
creative side from your mom.

Yeah, I think so.

She was always inventing games
to play with me and coming up

with secret names for me.

What's your secret name?

When I was little, she
would call me "cricket",

but in Japanese.

"Kuriketto."
- Yeah!

That's funny because...

Oh, no shit!

Yeah. She had one just like that.

In Japan, crickets are-

- Annoying.

I was gonna say "good luck".

So mom, she understands your career path?

I think she would have, yeah.

She died when I was 13.

So it's just been me and
my pops for a while now.

He's actually from Colorado,

that's why my Japanese is so bad.

But, he's retired now.

Army.

He met my mom right here in Hiroshima.

I ask too many questions.

No, no no, it's fine.

I was only 11 when she was diagnosed,

so I was clueless about radiation therapy

and what it means to be that sick.

But now I hardly remember
the sound of her voice.

It sucks.

Wasn't even there when she passed away.

I'm really sorry.

Well, if I could go back
and do it differently, I would.

You were just a kid.

Yeah.

Well, what about you?

I mean, you're, um, you're in law school?

Psychology.

Should have known.

I only took
this job so I could bank

a few commission checks before starting

my clinical internship.

I go back to Irvine this fall.

So you wanna be a therapist?

Forensic psychologist.

So I'm technically helping you with that.

Well, you've still got
20 hours to go here,

but yes, I'll get paid
by your uncle's estate.

Okay.

Well, someday when you're
analyzing all those insane people,

I want you to, I want you to think of me.

Oh really?

Yeah, I guess that's, uh...

Okay. Well, I hope you'll
be comfortable tonight.

If you have any problems or
questions, you have my card.

Oh no, there won't be
any problems or questions.

I'll be fine.

Can't believe I interrogated you.

No, it was nice to actually
get to talk to somebody here.

Thank you.

It's really nice to talk to you too.

You know, someone from back home.

No, it really is.

I better go.

Wait, um, before you go,

I wanted to actually give
you something, almost forgot.

I know you like it, I saw
you looking at it earlier today.

It's beautiful, really,

I just don't think I should.
No, no, take it.

Yes, it's a token of my appreciation

for going above and beyond.

I thought maybe we
could get lunch tomorrow.

Visit the peace museum?

Oh,

I think it's been really
great getting to know you,

but I also need to keep things professional

while we have a business relationship.

Okay, well, what if I fired you

after I spent the night here?

Would that make a difference?

I don't think that's how it works.

Um.

Okay.

I'll need one last signature
from you tomorrow, okay?

I, uh, I don't understand
why you, you can't keep this.

I mean, we're having a good time, you know.

After tomorrow we're not gonna be

technically working together, so-

- I'll just need one last signature
from you tomorrow, okay?

See you then.

Well guys, where do I start?

The, uh, estate rep is super cute

but the house, not so much.

What did I get myself into?

The blackbird mini seems
to be doing well in mixed light.

Auto-exposure isn't
blowing out the highlights

and it seemed to be preserving
the details in the shadows.

So overall, still a clean image.

What is under here?

This is why we use a lens filter.

Let me just grab my lens cloth.

Shit.

And I'm back, sorry guys.

I get super ocd about my
lenses, but we're all good now.

So let's see what we got here.

Um...

This looks like a lot.

I'm gonna need a beer first.

Hello?

If you can hear me, I don't like kids!

Especially you, Pinocchio.

This might be a good
time to test the night vision.

That little shit.

What the hell was that?

Hey, hey you stay right there.

Oh, you wanna play games, huh?

Okay

He may be small but we can see in the dark.

And this is why technology always wins.

I give up.

Well, I can tell you

the night shot mode on the camera

works pretty good.

And if you are a first time viewer,

this probably looks like one
of those ghost hunting shows,

which it definitely is not.

So let's, uh, let's lighten
the mood a little bit.

That really helped.

Oh, looks like a geiger counter.

Batteries must be ancient.

Holy shit.

Radiation levels look
pretty good, actually.

That's good.

Key's gotta be in here somewhere.

What the...

Eugh.

This looks like a letter from my dad.

"Yamahura-San, I regret to inform you that

"your niece's condition has worsened.

"She received your last letter on the 18th

"and it was truly disturbing.

"She's too ill to read your morbid stories,

"or to worry about your mental state.

"I recommend using your
government settlement money

"for professional help.

"Please do not contact us again.

Respectfully, Fred"

"settlement money"?

Eugh.

I swear I'm not losing my mind, guys.

What the fuck?

What the fuck?

Relax, this is in your head.

Stop.

What the hell?

Shit.

Hello?

Anyone up here?

Weird.

"Dear Mr. Yamahura,

"enclosed is the video footage made

"during our in-person interview.

"Regretfully, the BBC will
not be including your story

"in the upcoming Hiroshima:
25 years later special.

"At this time, our producers
feel that the inclusion

"of testimony describing phenomena

"beyond the scope of natural understanding

"is better left for another program.

"Sincerely, Margaret Miller,

assistant director of programming."

I'd like
you to revisit the morning

of August 6th, 1945.

How old were you?

I was a grade six student, 11 years old.

The day of the attack was my birthday.

And how
did that day start for you?

When I woke up that morning,

my father had already left for work

at the radio communications headquarters,

maybe three miles away.

Earlier that day, I hear air siren.

And, when all-clear was given,

my mother insisted that I
need to stay at the house

so she can go get some rice,

eggs and beans and so on.

I was angry at that time because

I didn't want to stay at
the house on my birthday.

But that day my mother gave me a talking.

She say,

I need to stay at the
house with my little brother

and work on the radio pieces

that my father left on the table.

You see,

those days Japan was losing the war

and the government was
using every able-bodied people

to assist the army,

even the children.

Can you imagine, 11 years
old building radio for army?

But I learned it, to help my father

and to show loyalty to our emperor.

What time was that?

My mother left for
town right after 8 o'clock.

I gave my brother rice cakes, some mochi

and I wound up his
toy, so it plays the song

while he was looking
outside the window, there.

And then I sit down with
my first radio piece to repair.

And that moment I saw a bluish, white flash

all over the window.

It was so bright, I covered my eyes.

And I could see every bone
and blood vessels under the skin.

Next thing I know, I'm
flying towards the ceiling.

Just floating in the air,

as the heat passes through
me, like a furnace door opening.

It felt like other-worldly,

it moving right through my insides.

When I regained my
consciousness, I opened my eyes

and it was so dark I thought it was night.

I stand up.

And all the furnitures are just scattered.

And then I start to look for my brother.

I climb up, broken woods,
picking up, grabbing things.

But no brother.

I cry out his name.

Nothing.

And then I look up.

I saw a corner of roof totally blown away.

Through the opening I saw the glowing orb.

The fires in the sky.

Black clouds swirling higher and higher.

There's lightning inside the clouds.

Oh, and the crazy thing, birds

start falling out of the sky.

Just sparrows, thousands
and thousands of them.

Just falling, falling out of the sky.

And, uh, what
did you think had happened?

I thought I was already dead.

I think of what my father
told me about Americans.

He said maybe, you know,
maybe they find another way

to attack us.

Some kind of a new bomb.

And then, that's the time
I heard muffled sound

coming from rubble.

I follow the sound and finally I see

the top of toy animal.

My brother's little hand holding onto it.

I crawl to him and, lifting the debris,

Shh

Jesus Christ!

Hello?

Who are you?

Oh, god!

Come on, kid, look I'm
gonna call your parents, okay?

This does not belong to you, okay?

Does not belong to you.

You want some water?

Water?

How did you even get up here?

Do you have a key or something?

Huh?

How did you?

Okay, it's time to go home.

Home? Home.

Home!

Home!

Listen, little guy, I'm sorry, all right?

Here's the deal, you can have
as much water as you want

but I am going to need that key back, okay?

Kid?

Hey, nori, uh, this Eric.

Eric kage? Um.

I'm here at the house
and everything's fine.

Um, at least, I think it is,

but, uh, some strange things
have been happening here

and I was just wondering if maybe, um...

I'm pretty sure I saw

something crawl under the house earlier.

And just now I, I, caught yoshio upstairs

and he was covered in a sheet.

I'm pretty sure that kid
has some mental issues.

Maybe he's fine, I don't know, I just-

Okay, uh,

I thought maybe you could
come over later, you know?

We could, um, could
watch a movie or something?

Hey, maybe you could bring some candles

'cause something weird is
going on with the power now, too.

I mean, if you can't,
it's fine, I understand,

but if you could just
call me back that'd be,

that'd be great.

Okay, bye.

Fuck!

What the fuck is that?

Shit!

Let's try

this.

"Media card unsupported," are you serious?

Oh come on.

Moshi moshi?

Your Japanese
needs more work, Eric.

Nori?

I wanted to check on you.

Are you all right?

No, I'm not doing so good.

Why? What's wrong?

Like I said, I'm seeing
things, under the house,

and now I'm hearing things.

And I know it doesn't make any sense,

I mean, maybe I had too
many of my pills, I don't know,

but I'm just kinda, like,
freaking out over here.

What did you see down there, Eric?

It kinda looked like an animal.

I don't know, it seemed more human,

I'm trying to review the
footage on my camera

but I'm having problems with it, of course.

You need to calm down.

Yeah, I'm trying.

Are you safe?

I think so, I don't know.

I just caught yoshio upstairs hanging out

like he owns the place.

That kid is weird, okay?

I'm sorry.

Then I started watching this tape

of my uncle talking about the atomic bomb.

I just have this feeling that
some pretty fucked-up shit

happened here.

You sound jet-lagged, Eric.

Maybe even dehydrated.

Yeah.

Things are a little blurry.

Having some trouble focusing.

Those can be
side effects from the ativan.

How did you know that I take-

- I'm coming over.

I'm about an hour away.

Yeah, um.

Yeah, okay, that's fine.

Um, can you bring a flashlight

and maybe some candles or something?

You should lie down.

Try to get some rest.

Yeah, okay, but listen,
I know this sounds crazy,

but something about this
house feels very, very wrong.

Nori?

Nori?

Update, guys, the camera took a major dump,

so I can't review any of the footage,

I don't know if it's a
problem with the media

or maybe the moisture, but I need to review

what I recorded, so-

- Kage-San, it's nori.

Hey, it sounds like you
saw a ghost.

I'm sorry about your little neighbor.

He seemed pretty harmless though.

Call me back, or, better
yet, uh, let me call you

in a few and we can talk about things.

Bye.

What?

Anyways, there's a new battery in the light

and we have a new card in the camera.

So, everything seems back to normal now.

That is strike one for the blackbird mini.

Let's hope it doesn't happen again.

Are you watching me?

Nori?

Ooh, yoshio!

Okay, yeah, you're hilarious.

I'm not as paranoid as you think,

all right?

It is a really good look on you, though.

Okay.

Come on, take that thing off.

Woo-

Ooh!

You done now?

Are you okay?

When I found my brother, he had no face.

One eye is lost, black liquid
running from his sockets.

He burned and blackened.

Only a red hole for his mouth.

I tell him, "hey, yoshio,
your brother is here!"

And he makes a small cry, he says, "water."

I went to get water from
bucket and I gave it to him.

But he start choking, vomiting.

When he stops, I wasn't
sure if he was breathing.

I wasn't sure if he was dead or alive.

So I wrapped him in
his blanket with his toys,

and he's laying right over there.

What else did you do?

I need to see what
happened, so I went outside.

And right away there was a fire in the sky.

All the smoke being sucked
up in the mushroom cloud.

And there was a metallic taste in the air.

Everything around me is burning.

And that's when the sadness hit me.

I think my mother and father gone.

How can anybody survive this?

At that's the time I hear faint
sound coming from woods.

At first I thought it was a
swarm of insects buzzing,

but then as it gets closer
it sounded more human.

Something is coming
towards me and then I see it.

A ghostly procession.

I say "ghostly" because they
didn't look like human beings.

Their hair was all standing
up, they all blackened, melted,

their skins hanging off from their bones.

I wasn't sure if I was
looking at them from the front

or from the back.

This one person, I don't
know if that was man or woman,

but that person was walking
on just leg bones, no feet.

In arms is a baby dangling down.

The sound that they make
worse than screaming.

Can you describe it?

It was a hissing, squealing,

like air escaping from balloons.

And at the time I saw a small
woman in a tattered dress.

She's staggering forward.

I didn't recognize her,
except for one thing.

She had a Sensu burning,
melted and stuck in one hand,

and then I knew this was my mother.

I screamed.

I screamed and she stopped.

In a daze, she's looking
around, her glasses broken,

her eyes clouded white.

I moved forward and I speak.

She grabbed my arm.

Even though I was
terrified by her appearance,

I know I need to get mother inside.

I hear the hissing sound from others.

They're shuffling faster
and faster towards us.

Oh, the crazy thing I never forget,

their bodies so burned it
caused their arms to shrivel

up to the chest like
some kind of alligator.

And I hear them say,
"water, water, please."

They're begging for water.

Who were these people?

Did you know them?

Villagers, neighbors.

Some of them so desperate,

they drink the soy from
broken urns like animals.

But I know I need to help my mother inside.

My mother collapsed on the
floor and she says the first word

since I met her, she's
asking for my brother, yoshio.

I didn't know what to do,
so I went to grab my brother

and I said, "mother! Yoshio is here!"

So I put my brother on her chest

and she put her arms around him.

I did not know if he was dead or alive.

But I let them be together.

And then I hear the pounding.

"Water, water, please."

Oh, I know, if I let them
in, there's nothing left

for my brother, for my mother and myself.

So I kept them out.

I see.

And how did you stop them?

I don't talk about how.

Are, are you sure?

Your story is very compelling.

They tried to get in,
but I protect my family.

Could you say, uh, a bit more?

I'll tell you something
I never say before.

When the wind comes,
so does the heavy rain.

Everybody trying to catch
water with mouth open.

It's radioactive, but
they didn't know that.

They're just trying to soothe burns.

But this rain, heavy, black rain.

It flow under the house.

It makes a big puddles.

And those people, they
crawl underneath the floor

so they can drink the water.

I hear them, down
there, writhing in the mud.

And what
happened to those people

under the house?

They eventually drown
in a few inches of water.

That memory,
it must be incredibly difficult.

Have you managed to put it behind you?

"It behind you."

As in, "move on".

It behind you now.

Sir?

Would you like us to leave you?

Not yet.

After I close the house,
I go to the living room.

Mother, brother are gone.

That's impossible.

How do they move?

And then I hear the sound coming

from mother's bedroom, upstairs.

As I climb up, I find her
broken glasses on the stairs.

Inside, the shape of mother,
sitting in rocking chair,

back turned, my brother
yoshio's arm dangling down.

Somehow, she carried him to
where she nursed him as a baby.

All I hear is breathing,
chair rocking slowly.

I struggle to see my mother's
face, her head hanging down,

her hairs covering her
eyes, so I kneel close to her,

and I say, "mother, what can I do?"

She hears this, lift her head up,

and she says-

Somehow, she knows on bone-deep level that

her husband murdered, beauty gone.

Her time with baby almost over.

Inside, she's feeling rage and sadness.

All of a sudden, she start to reach for me.

She's grabbing my hair, my neck.

Her arms going, going everywhere,

Sensu welded and stuck in one hand,

I think the burns causing muscles to spasm.

I try to calm her, and
I'm begging her, "mother!"

Please stop!

"Please, mother."

But she's getting up and trying to walk

and now I'm afraid she's
gonna fall and hurt yoshio.

So I lift yoshio off from
her and put him on the bed.

And she's very angry, so
I wrap her with the blanket

and she's fighting me,
making the horrible sound.

I didn't want to hurt her,
so I tie her to the chair

and at that moment, I don't
know what's under the sheet.

But it was not my mother.

Took me years to
understand what followed me

to the house that day.

It was not a human.

It was never a human.

It once lived outside, in nature,

but when the bomb
dropped, everything burned.

The trees, the land, everything.

The only thing left was
the human suffering.

It was the suffering that
attracted it, brought it to us.

This kodama, it's a
parasite that feeds on pain.

Let's be clear.

Are you talking about a ghost?

Oh yes, but this kodama is much worse.

It can look like, or sound
like, the person you love,

But it's not them.

That's why mother do all these things.

She no longer have
memories, only nightmares.

I see.

Well, that is something different,
and some of what you say,

well, perhaps we should,
for the record at least-

- I give interviews, you record.

Some facts, no need for you to understand.

I want to know
more about your brother.

What was his condition?

My brother, he's still breathing.

He's somewhere between life and death.

I hold him, keep warm, give some water.

Hour pass.

I, I notice the rocking stops.

The hissing stops.

It's all quiet.

I believe my mother had passed.

That first feeling of being alone,

the most frightening moment of my life.

But later, being alone, sometimes better.

You were just a child.

How could alone be better?

Just because something
dies, doesn't always mean gone.

Kuriketto.

Can you hear me?

What? What is this?

Kuriketto.

You talk to mama?

Hello?

Mama?

Why you not come see me?

I know, mama, I,

I should have stayed with you.

I only want to see my baby.

Say goodbye.

I was scared.

I'm sorry, I'm so sorry.

I couldn't see you like that,
I didn't want to see you go.

You were weak,

but this time you will be stronger.

Are you scared, kuriketto?

You don't want to hear me scream?

You don't want to hear me cry for you?

Stop!

Stop!

You aren't my mama!

Are you sure?

Jesus.

Do you want to play a game?

It's a surprise.

Run away!

Take cover!

Get me out of here!

It's okay.

I'll bring him to you.

It's time to be together again.

Kage-San?

Kage-San?

I'm coming in.

Jesus!

Didn't you hear me knocking?

I'm sorry I didn't call you back.

Office emergency.

You brought your things?

Yeah.

I need your signature on this page.

It's too early.

Close enough.

Just one more signature,

then we can talk about our situation.

You're going to stay?

Business before pleasure.

You can put
your things over there.

I can only stay a few minutes.

I'm going back to la.

Wait, you're leaving?

You haven't even met mother.

You told me
yesterday your mother is dead.

Remember?

You were pretty clear about that.

Are you drunk?

All mothers are the same, really.

They love you, they get worried about you,

and they get upset when
you don't do as you're told.

I don't think you could go back to la.

Not really sure I have a choice.

The cleaning crew found
my boss in his office last night.

Dead, heart attack.

He was watching surveillance video

of this house when it happened.

There are hidden cameras everywhere.

I knew about them but I didn't tell you.

Sorry about that.

Like this.

How'd you find that?

Why are you filming right now?

It's important to say good bye.

How many beers did you have last night?

Oh, I'm sorry,
are you, are you thirsty?

I can get you something
to drink if you're thirsty.

No, no, just stop, whatever
this is that you're doing.

I can't tell if you're
upset with me or what

but you're acting really weird.

I'm flying home tonight
but you live in la too.

We could just start
fresh when you get there.

Yeah, you could take me out to dinner

with your commission check.

You are upset.

Kage-San, this was arranged
long before we ever met.

Five years before his death,
in fact, your uncle chose

to leave his entire net
worth, minus this house,

to my boss, my former
boss, based on one condition.

I spend the night.

He was watching last
night to make sure of it.

But none of it makes sense to me.

Why would your uncle
leave his money to a lawyer

he didn't even know just to
get you to spend the night here?

Who does that?

And what did my boss see
on these cameras last night?

She'll show you.

Who? Who will show me?

No! I'm not going back there.

Who are you talking to?

I have to stay here.

It's what they want.

Okay, listen to me.

There is nobody here except us.

Do you take some kind of medication?

You look different.

You aren't the same person I met yesterday.

You know I do.

I didn't.

No?

Then what about this?

Is this a coincidence too?

You seem to know everything about me.

You pretended to like me
so that I would stay here

so that you could get this, this big check.

I'm only gonna say this once.

Let go of my fucking wrist!

You know, I came here today to apologize

because I thought I liked you.

Can you believe that?

You clearly have big issues.

Big issues.

Give me the contract, I'm out!

Sorry, I can't let you go.

The contract!

You have something that she wants.

God, this is insane.

What'd you do, look it up on eBay?

Need the cash?

She wants it.

Give me that contract,
we'll call it even.

Is this a joke?

You didn't sign it.

Is this supposed to be us?

Uh-uh, you're gonna sign this damn paper.

I already made my deal and so did you.

I swear to god, Eric,
I'll burn this to a crisp.

The sound
of the dead is a terrible thing.

Can you hear it?

It's still here.

But yoshio, he doesn't
remember before that day.

All this, like a strange dream.

What left of mother

is locked away with antique
silks she cannot touch.

Broken by a nightmare that bites.

And never stops biting.

One day, I'm not gonna be enough for her.

Somebody must take my place.

A person with enough
pain and regret to satisfy her.

And then, I may rest in peace.