Golden Boy (1995–…): Season 1, Episode 4 - Yasei no Umi o Oyogu (Swimming in the Sea of Love) - full transcript

Kintaro has challenged the local swimming coach (and former Olympic athlete) to a race, but he first needs to learn how to swim. While training, however, his situation with the coach, Ayuko Haramizu is compromised.

Geez, it's freezing.

Wow, I can't believe people
are swimming on such a cold day.

That was when I saw her...

Stretching out behind her

the vast savannas of Africa.

Wandering Student.

Swimming in the Sea of Love.

Her eyes contained
an animalistic glint.

I felt as though the beast
that lurks within us all

would come oozing out of the body
hidden beneath leather garments.

And that awakened the
animal lurking within my heart!



I wanna see!

I JUST GOTTA SEE!

The untamed wilderness
kept within those clothes!

What do you want?

Oh, I was...

I was hoping I could work here.

For dieting!
- For beauty & health!

For building endurance! Instructors Wanted! Requirements -
Age 25-30 - College Graduate - Accepting both men and women

I was just making
up stuff to say,

but I sure was glad

that this swimming school
was looking for instructors.

Wow, she's cool!

Swimming like a
killer whale at sea.

This was...



This was the beast
that I had sensed in her.

It's brilliant!

Yes, yes!

The streamlined
beauty of her trim body.

Plus...

Plus, to top it off,
no nipple covers!

Well,
let's have you swim for us now.

Okay!

Damn it all!

So? How's my swimming?

You know, you ought to be taking
swimming classes, not teaching them.

Here,
this is a brochure for our school.

Oh, please! Let me work here!

I'll do anything!
I'll clean your pool! Your ears!

Launder swimwear! Underwear!

Oh, to hell with this!

Bring me the person in
charge of this swimming school!

That would be me.

This wild lady is...

I'm the chief instructor and
I'm in charge of this school.

I can't hire you as a
swimming coach for this school,

and all the janitorial and
clerical positions are full.

Yes, but you could...
Please, leave now.

Okay?

Come on, you could...
Please, leave now.

Today, I may be a weak little
bug that gets tossed in the wind,

washed away by the currents,
and drowns,

but tomorrow,
I may become the butterfly

that spreads its colossal
wings and flies the open skies!

She's not buying it.

That's why you
should learn how to...

I challenge you,
Chief Instructor!

One month from now,
I'll beat you in a race!

What?!

Just because I'm
not good at it now,

doesn't mean I might not become an
awesome super-swimmer some day!

But you cast me
away without a thought!

You're not qualified
to be instructing others!

Hey, you, that's going too far!

It's okay.

Continue.

I'll study while I work here!

You don't even have to pay me!

And in one month's time,
I'll beat you!

When I win,
please hire me as a coach!

That's very interesting.

And what if you lose?

I'll work free for a year on any
chore you see fit to assign me.

Put my nose to the grindstone.

All right! A match in one month!

That gave me the chills!
Those are the eyes!

Her wild, killer instincts
scored a direct hit on my heart!

I think I'm going to come!

Are you sure this is all right,
Chief?

It's fine.

Don't you know?

The chief won the gold medal

in the 200-meter individual
medley at the Olympics.

She's Ayuko Hayami.

A gold medallist?

My name is Kintaro Oe.

I'm twenty-five years old.

I'm an easy-going,
job-hopping part-timer.

Right now,
I'm a coach at a swimming school.

This school has an
advancement system

based on the student's
swimming capabilities.

Okay, let's bubble bubble...

The first class is Level C.

Bubble bubble...

Once you can hold your
face under for three seconds,

you move on to Level B.

After that, hold under for ten seconds
up to your ears puts you into Level A.

Stay afloat for ten seconds
puts you at Level 12,

and flutter kick for 25
meters brings you to Level 11.

And so on, and so on.

Since I can't swim properly,

I'm teaching kids in Levels C,
B, and A.

I started this job because I was
attracted to the Chief Instructor,

but I've found that the
kids are really cute and fun.

Many of the other
teachers are women,

and they teach me how to
swim when they have time.

Loosen the muscles in
your shoulders and relax.

Okay!

They've all got great figures.

And the racing swimsuits
they wear sure are thin!

All that cleavage...
All that crotch...

It's all there to see!

I don't know if it's because they
don't like the pool or something,

but some kids suddenly throw up,

and the smell of that
stuff makes me gag.

You get snot-drippings...

Wettings...

Dumpings...

And they all smell like kids.

But after you get used to it,
it's not too bad!

Hey, I'm a sea lion!

Bye-bye!

Oe!

Oh, the Chief's calling me!

Is she going to praise me?

Yes, what is it?

Well?

Your manner of
teaching is too childish.

Wow, she's pissed!

This is not a day care center!

The parents aren't bringing
their children here to play.

They're paying us good
money to teach them to swim.

Well, but...

I thought it might be better to
get familiar with the water first.

You have far too few students
that advance in your class!

Are you really even trying?

That's not it at all!

Our educational goal is to
nurture topnotch athletes.

Yes, Ma'am!
I will nurture topnotch athletes!

It's pointless unless
you can produce results.

I will produce results!

Life is a race!
There's no room for losers!

There's no room for losers!

Do you really think so?

No, actually I don't!

Well, you know...

When the one month is up,
if I were to win against you,

and you became the loser,
I'd feel kind of bad, so...

Impressive confidence...

Impressive? Really?

Whatever!
Keep practicing as best you can.

Yes, Ma'am!
I'll do my best and produce results!

Okay,
now let's put our face in the water!

There, there...

It sure is tough to get results.

Okay, that's it,
flutter those legs.

With the kids who can't do it,

if you have to, put your hand on
their heads and force them under.

They'll learn.

Oh, really?

Okay, let's bubble bubble!

There!

1... 2... 3... 4...
5... 6... 7... 8...

9... 10!

There! You did it!

And wasn't that so easy?

Is that a good idea?

It might make
them hate the pool.

Oh, it's all right.

The Chief's told us that
if the kids can't handle it,

they can just quit.

I see.

How educational.

Those over the time limit,
do it once more!

Wow,
the competitive course is strict.

And everybody's
giving it their best!

Their eyes all shine
with enthusiasm.

No matter how hard it is!

I get it!

That's it!

That's it! That's it!

Yes, Mistress!

Chief! Boss me around too!

No running on the
sides of the pool!

Please, let me join in too!

Come to think about it,
it's been nearly a month.

All that blowing steam
about a match race...

You must be getting anxious
and want to brown-nose instead!

Well, you won't get anywhere,

but I'll teach you as a
reward for your eagerness.

All right, get in the pool.

Thank you very much!

It's... It's almost like another person,
you've improved so much!

It's amazing that you could
advance this much in a month's time.

Still, you're no match for me.

Thank you for your instruction!

You still want to swim?

It's a tough workout,

but somehow, I find swimming
to be absolutely captivating.

What the...

If you can keep up with me,
I'll admit you've got guts!

Chief!

I love this!

I'm right behind you!

The Chief's crotch...

I can see it all!

AH'M VERNI N' H UP!

Oh, my God!

You sure it's okay to
spread your legs out so far?!

I'm... I'm burning up!

You've gotten quite fast,

but don't think you
can win against me!

I'm just adjusting my pace
to match yours right now.

The Chief's crotch!

What?!

I'm sorry.

You're pretty good.

I'll admit you've got guts.

Thank you very much!

But that speed was only half
of what I'm really capable of.

Don't think that
you have me beat.

Sanctuary...

The pool's sanctuary...

What were you thinking
about in the pool's sanctuary?!

The wild beast within you has
awakened the wild beast in me!

The eyes of a beast!

Damn it!

Man, I am so totally fired.

Oh, well,
maybe I'll come back once things calm down.

We have a lot of students advancing
out of the novice classes this time.

Yes,
we adjusted our curriculum slightly.

How did you change it?

Show me.

See... We started a game where
they pick up rings from under the water.

Even the kids who have a hard
time putting their faces in the water

naturally become able to do it

as they have fun playing
with the rings in the shallows.

We can make it harder for
kids who don't have a problem

by placing the rings deeper,
moving them around,

and increasing
the number of rings.

And they learn to have fun
with their eyes open underwater.

Also, we now teach them to
relax on the water facing upwards.

By doing this, we've been
able to make it easier for children

that don't like having water go
in their ears when they submerge.

The children look like
they're having a great time.

They look as if they're
really enjoying themselves!

Dad...

It reminds me of the first time
my father took me to the pool.

I've been in love with
swimming ever since then.

Yes...
Come to think of it, learning to like water

is the first step toward
becoming a topnotch swimmer.

Perhaps my teaching methods
have been a little too rigid.

But I don't recall having
anyone at this school

clever enough to come
up with ideas like these.

By the way, who started this?

Well...

It was pioneered by Coach Oe,
who quit recently,

and everyone else started
copying it since it was so successful.

Coach Oe was also working
with other tools and music,

trying to come up with
more new techniques.

Chief...

There's a parent in the front
lobby who wants to thank you!

All right.

I'm sorry to have taken so long.

Coach,
I don't know how to thank you!

My child has finally
stopped being afraid of water,

and now she's become
a devoted fan of the pool!

Come, say hello to the coach.

I'm so glad for you.

Where's Coachie Kintaroo?

I lost!

You defeated me outright.

Kintaro Oe...

Just like you said,
I had it all wrong.

You won!

I'll hire you as a coach
like I said I would.

No, I would invite you back,

but I guess it's
all too late now.

Coach Oe...

Study, study, study, study!

Kintaro Oe,
twenty-five years old.

Tokyo University
Department of Law dropout.

However,
he independently withdrew from school,

because he had mastered
the entire curriculum.

Since then,
he has been changing jobs numerous times,

learning about life.

Studying is his hobby.

He is extremely healthy,
both physically and mentally.

And perhaps someday,
he may save Japan, or even the world...

Study, study, study, study!

When I stretch my
back after taking a bath

I see stars on the
back of my eyelids.

When I drink milk I
put my hand on my hip.

Why? What is this?
Who started this?

Please tell me,
please grant me this.

Please understand
my desire to know

I roll up my sleeves
and tie them up.

Put my hand towel around my head,
do my best

I know I can do it
because I enjoy it.

It's only hard when
you're starting out.

Study.

I took a nap to avoid
the afternoon sun.

And my face became
patterned like the tatami mat.

When I have a nosebleed
I tap the back of my head.

Why?
Why does everybody know this?

Please tell me,
please grant me this.

There's so much more
I want to ask about

I roll up my sleeves
and tie them up.

Put my hand towel around my head,
do my best.

If I get tired, I'll have tea.

Little by little,
it'll get better Study.

I close my eyes and get closer.

It smells like laughter.

So simple, just like feeling it.

It's such a mysterious power,
isn't it?

I roll up my sleeves
and tie them up.

Put my hand towel around my head,
do my best.

If I get tired, I'll have tea.

Little by little,
it'll get better Study

I roll up my sleeves
and tie them up.

Put my hand towel around my head,
do my best

I know I can do it
because this is fun.

It's only hard when
you're starting out.

Study.

Is the music first?

I saw a shooting star on
a Kyoto mountain pass!

The wind weaved through her
long hair as she rode that Bimota.

Oh, crazy! And sexy!

Please, dear shooting star,
let me see her once more!

Come on ahead!

Miss Reiko, how could you ride that
motorcycle wearing only a G-string!

You were...
you were that shooting star!

Golden Boy, Lesson Five:

"Balls to the Wall!"

All right, then!

I'll blow you away with my bottomless love,
Miss Reiko!