Angel Guts: Red Flash (天使のはらわた 赤い閃光)

Maiko Kawakami

Noriko Hayami

Shingo Tsurumi

Jinpachi Nezu

RED LIGHTNING

Producer: Taketo Niitsu

Cinematography: Norimichi Kasamatsu Production Design: Koichi Kanekatsu & Teru Yamazaki

Music by Goro Yasukawa

Written & Directed by Takashi Ishii

- Miss Tsuchiya! - Yes?

- Are you busy? Would you help me out? - Eh?

- Isn't Goro here? - No. His break.

I won't do any S&M pictures.

Not this time. It's an adult video.

Our company will do anything for money.

Even the United Nations complains about the Japanese style of sexuality!

- It's none of their business. - Excuse me...

What? Have you met before?

This is the writer Muraki.

I'm Muraki... nice to meet you.

This is our editor and temporary cameraman Tsuchiya.

- So... you two haven't met before? - No.

- Here. - Thanks.

Are you all right? What's wrong?

What... is... wrong... with... you?

That was a tough shoot for a woman.

I guess so... I've never done a rape scene before.

- Can I borrow your camera®? I'll return it tomorrow with the films. - Wait!

Good...

Izumi, come have a drink with me.

I'd like to join you, but I'm working here.

Don't worry; nobody's here yet. What do you think, Saki?

Well, if you insist!

The boss is always the last one to arrive.

- Guess who? - An old hag!

You bitch!

It wasn't fake... they were really raping her.

Who cares! She got her money. It's her job.

I know somebody who built a house making money like that.

How can a woman get fucked by people like that?

Some women prefer it that way... a lot of women are horny.

What?! I didn't know you were on their side! You are a girl's enemy!

- You've had enough. - Stop! - No more tonight. - Don't!

We had fun tonight, didn't we?

Did you see that transvestite in the bathroom?

Here we are... we're home now.

Are you okay?

I kinda like gay guys...

Porno is entertainment for straight guys.

So you think only straight guys commit rape”?

Porno is a straight man's fantasy.

You're contradicting what you said before.

Where am I?7

Be still...

- What are you doing to me? - All right?

Do you want to take a bath? I'm going to.

Where are you?

Are you okay?

Where am I?7

Where you want to be.

- Well? - This isn't my style.

Nami...

What should I do?

Just be yourself.

Can I touch...

- What? - Down there...

I was... I was raped by my father.

He was my stepfather... My mum married him...

it's the typical story.

I still remember... the odour of that bastard.

His saliva... the stink of his sperm.

The smell of his armpits...

After the rape, he took out a rope...

and said, "Your mum never allowed me to do this".

That was my first sexual experience.

We locked the door, but my mum came home...

And then... of course... he became frantic.

It was both pathetic and funny...

Wearing his underwear inside-out, making up excuses to my mum...

He asked me to keep everything secret.

My mother never knew the truth.

I'm sorry about yesterday.

- Did Muraki do something to you? - Like what?

His wife committed suicide.

It had something to do with his promiscuity.

Maybe it's just a rumour.

I'm sick of rumours!

I'm sorry.

- Have a good night. - You too.

Wait for me. I'm almost finished.

- I have plans tonight. - I have tickets for us!

I think I told you not to buy them.

What are you upset about? Is something wrong with me?

It's nothing to do with you.

I'm coming with you.

- What the...I? Stop! - I'm serious.

Let me go! What are you doing? Stop!

That's it!

Hello? Is the boss there?

The boss? She's off sick. Probably a cold. She won't be in.

It's Saki. Come over... En?

Who is it?

It's me. I don't think you're sick... maybe with some cute guy!

Here I am... With a snack!

I'm sorry.

Wait... Nami...

Damn it!

Telephonel!

Here. Stop drinking.

Aren't bartenders supposed to serve drinks?

Yeah, but you've had enough. Lighten up, Nami.

Out. She's out forever.

Who...? Oh... | know who you are!

I'm sorry about the other day... did you see the pictures?

No, I haven't seen them.

You're...

Muraki.

Muraki... oh, yes.

Do you come here often?

Yeah. I like the music here.

So, we meet again!

Let's toast.

Do you always write that kind of script?

Ah... sometimes.

I'm editing a magazine. I need a writer. Would you like a job?

I'd love it.

It's the boss.

What boss? I don't know her.

The boss... Chihiro.

Hey... I don't know...

- who you are! - Are you OK?

Leave me alone!

I feel terrible...

The boss is coming right away.

Oh nol!

Are you okay?

Let us through. Pardon us.

Fucking rude! Why didn't you say something”?

I'm leaving too.

What?!

This is the place where the murder took place...

the dead man was identified as a 43-year-old city worker, Yutaka Tsuga.

He died from multiple stab wounds, bleeding to death.

Investigations are concentrating on the woman who entered this hotel with him, and disappeared later.

She is described as 25-years-old... 5 foot 3 inches... medium build...

I think... it's me.

I should feel better tomorrow.

I'm sorry...

Yes?

How did you kill him?

While you were fucking him? Did he have an orgasm first?

Who is this?

Try to guess.

Do you know why this happened?

Because you did it with someone else.

If you allow me to fuck you... I will keep your secret

Please leave your message after the beep...

Answer the phone... I know you're there.

If you don't, I'm calling the police.

Are you screwing around with me?

I know you're there... and you like to fuck.

My dick will make you happy.

Hotel Murder: Mysterious Woman Disappeared

It's open.

Can you give me one more hour?

What?!

You want a blowjob?

- You have to make your dick hard. -Eh?I

Wait... stop it.

You know my phone number, you know I left with that guy...

and now you're blackmailing me to have sex with you! I know it's you!

You can fuck me - I'll let you fuck me. ..

but I'll never let you get close to me.

What the hell are you talking about?!

Don't insult me with lies! It's obvious.

I know you did this kind of thing to your wife...

forcing her to commit suicide. You drove her crazy!

Maybe you'd prefer something stronger?

Thank you.

I am very sorry...

I'm especially sorry for mentioning your wife's suicide.

Do you usually drink so much?

I can't remember anything from yesterday.

Well... I'm not surprised.

I left the bar right after you, to see if you were all right, but you had already gone.

After that... I came back here and slept off my drinks. I don't really have an alibi.

When I woke up... I was on a bed in some love hotel.

I don't get it... you were as drunk as hell...

how were you able to kill an adult man?

- I'm confused about that too... - What does that mean?

Guess who?

What happened to you last night?

I was just having a drink with [zumi.

Did something bad happen to you... you don't look well.

If something's bothering you, let me know.

Tell me whatever you like... I will help you.

I'm... I'm okay. Just fine.

Good evening. How are you?

What would you like?

What...? Beer.