The Tokyo Night Sky Is Always the Densest Shade of Blue

THE TOKYO NIGHT SKY IS ALWAYS THE DENSEST SHADE OF BLUE

Nudists probably don't go jogging.

But here, lots of people do.

An airship flies past, even though no one's watching.

Excuse me.

She was only 37!

And with two little children.

What a pity!

Don't worry.

Soon you'll forget.

Thank you for everything.

Thank you for everything.

Osu!

The moment you love the big city, it's like you've killed yourself.

You search inside for your nail color, but you don't find it.

The night sky is always the densest shade of blue.

While no one loves the you you think is pitiful...

...feel free to hate the world.

It is for that reason alone love does not exist on this planet.

Here you are.

You dance, too.

No, thanks.

I'm tired.

Yeah.

Really!

Hurry up with that!

Where should we go after this?

Sushi?

Great idea!

Take that, too.

That.

While no one loves the you you think is pitiful...

...feel free to hate the world.

It is for that reason alone love does not exist on this planet.

What are you doing?! Hurry it up, grandpa!

You're useless!

It's okay. I got it.

My damn fly won't pull up.

Hell, it can stay down.

You're not going to the next job?

It sounds pretty easy.

No one'll care, Iwashita. They'll be impressed how big you are.

Or you could sue the zipper company. I'll call them up for you and...

Shut up, will you?

Are you going?

Andres has to go. He's an overseas trainee.

The Filipino's full-time, and we're day-hire.

Who cares.

What are Philippine zippers like?

Are cheap ones easier to pull up?

It's a question of friction. The smoother the better.

They go up and down easier.

If they're easier to pull down...

Shut the fuck up!

Just shut up.

Who's on for the next job?

I'm going to a girlie bar.

Go all the way to the back, dumb-ass!

Can't make it?

Sign here, then.

Okay, thanks.

A girlie bar...

A girlie bar...

Do you have a feeling?

I've got a bad feeling.

Hey...

...you're weird.

Loon.

Is that normal?

No.

She isn't drinking! Come on!

You okay?

Yeah.

Going to the washroom.

You know where it is?

Yes.

So where's the next earthquake?

Japan's over!

I wanna punch someone!

I want to quit my job!

Hey hey hey hey hey!

She's asleep!

I bet this one'll go, though.

But that 'Mika'...

...she's tight-assed.

She'd be easier!

Then you do her.

Great!

I'm not that easy, you know.

I'll bet Mika's easier.

Will I do it or not? That's all that matters.

What do you expect? It's Tokyo.

Welcome back!

Hey, Shinji! Come in!

You're late.

There's always a party here.

These poor guys.

They got shafted coming here.

They had to borrow a million yen.

That's hell to pay back.

What's wrong? You're not talking.

I prefer that.

Go, Tomoyuki!

Hey, hey, hey!

What's that? A scar?

Where'd you get it?

It's nothing. I got it in school.

An operation?

No, a fight.

It won't fade?

It's permanent. Cool, huh?

Whoa, wait! What happened?

Bugger off!

Tagay!

What are you kicking?

Nothing.

I'm hung over.

But those guys were cool, right?

My back's wrecked.

If I can't work any more, all that's left is to die.

Even you guys, once the Tokyo Olympics are over...

...you'll be out of work, too.

Did you go to a girlie bar?

Those girlie bars...

...cost ¥5,000.

One or two more if you buy the girl a drink.

You know?

I read the signs.

So ¥7,000 if you stay an hour.

Almost what we make in a day.

¥3,000 a month for gas,

two for water, three for electricity.

Then phone, pension...

I don't pay that, but anyway...

I see my bills and I freak. I'm afraid to open my mail...

Shut up.

You never make sense.

No, listen...

Shut up.

You can't hold their hands, right?

So what?

The girls in places like that just think guys like us are idiots.

Back to work.

Even if I don't see you, that's okay. You're out there somewhere.

It makes everyone feel easier.

Like water, like spring, your eyes are out there somewhere.

Even if I don't see you, you're somewhere, breathing...

...heart beating with hope, with love.

Thanks again.

Here.

Not dying, sleeping...

...sometimes waking, putting on a face, gazing at TV...

...sitting down, standing up...

I really like this book you lent me.

Beginning Karate

Osu.

Whether you're crying, despairing...

...it doesn't matter.

You are somewhere. Your heart is beating.

Just knowing you're okay makes everyone feel easier.

Are you okay? Are you alive?

Are you okay? Are you alive?

Your back's wrecked, right? You can't handle the next site.

Are you okay for money?

You can't live if you're afraid of dying.

Huh?

What I said.

But what do you mean?

Don't get any ideas...

...about suicide or anything.

Hell, I'm weird and I still manage somehow.

Huh? I'm not going to kill myself.

Let's go to that girlie bar later.

You pay?

Huh?

I will.

Whatever. I'll pay.

Yeah?

You come, too.

No. I've got a wife and kid.

Conscious of the sweat from my armpits.

Still, I'm alive.

Looking away, with the same...

...fixed smile on my face

We're all the same, right? This is Tokyo.

But go for it.

'Go for it'

I'm Mika. How do you do.

You can't drink. It costs us ¥1,000.

Wait.

Sometimes it's two.

Whisky or beer's a thousand.

A cocktail's two.

Or even two-five.

Every 20 minutes a new girl comes, and...

Tonight...shut up.

You don't give out your phone number?

No! They just told another guy to go to a hostess bar if he wants that.

I mean it.

If I only had one eye, I'd shut up.