The first 200 lines.
Nikkatsu Production
Sweet Scent of Eros
Script Atsushi Yamatoya et Toshiya Fujita
Photography Kenji Hagiwara et Yonezo Maeda
Sets Hiroshi Tokuda
Music Yasuo Higuchi
Main Roles
Kaori Momoi
Choei Takahashi
Flats for sale
Hiroko Isayama
A film by Toshiya Fujita
Etsuko Yanagisawa, dress designer
Good-morning
Is there anyone home?
Thanks.
Toshio?
Toshio? You're back!
Where were you?
I'm sorry, but i'm not Toshio.
My name's Koichi.
We've seen eachother at the studio.
You had promised me that I could photograph you.
You even gave me your card.
Do you remember?
Here,
It's the old housings of the G.I.
It's very ugly.
What kind of dog it was?
I don't know.
It was the dog of the previous foreign tenant.
- He must have bring it back to his country. - The United-States?
That would surprise me.
He must have killed it.
With poisoned meat.
Sorry, but I don't remember you.
Thanks.
Are you Fukuzawa's assistant?
No, not anymore.
- So, do you work alone? - Yes, since a certain day.
So, you are independent.
That's it!
I don't depend on anyone.
I am free like the air.
What kind of photos do you want to take?
Exactly,
I wanted to see you
in order to find inspiration
- Will you publish them? - Publish?
We'll see.
But you can't do it tonight. It's dark.
Dark?
You don't know anything. Light is not indispensable.
In the dark, we can do anything...
Wake up.
Hello...
You're starting to upset me!
Are you deaf?
Go away.
- I will shout. - Remember.
What now?
You forgot? We even slept together.
In the studio's change room.
- Are you joking? - I will make you remember.
Is it good?
So, do you remember now?
The studio's change room.
The Shichifuku studio...
The studio...
There's not a change room there!
Sure, there is.
But that was a long time ago.
I don't care.
Completely.
Did you felt good?
That's the same to me.
Bitch!
Are you there?
Say!
You shall disappear after noon.
A cop will walk by.
And don't come back!
Are you a student?
Do you live around here?
Locked again.
I just moved in here, recently.
So, I don't know the residential area that well.
Shall we go to the cafe?
Are you inviting me?
I don't have any money.
It's ok.
You should know that I'm not a student.
- Do I look like a jerk? - Not at all.
Let's go.
Moron!
Can I take one?
Of course.
Another lemon tea.
Are you a photographer?
Do you publish on magazines?
Magazines, that's too mainstream.
Mainstream? You have a point there.
Look at these photos.
I am nothing but an amateur.
- Are these your photos? - Yes...
What do you think?
They're great.
- Really? - Well, yes!
That's polite.
I give them back to you.
No. Thank you.
Do me a favour.
Could you develop them, discretly?
When you have time.
We'll see eachother around. Good-bye.
Is there anyone home?
Anyone?
"The cause of enuresis in children is phisical and mental."
It must be the cop.
It's open. She must be there.
There's light.
She can't go that far.
Let's wait inside.
Man's shoes.
Is there anyone home?
Etsuko!
We'll come back.
No, let's wait for her here.
What's this?
"Don't come here anymore."
Is it about us?
It's strange, an empty house.
No.
- No! - Why?
- What? - It's akward.
Who is there?
What does this mean?
Excuse me.
He was eyeing us up?
Who are you?
Her brother.
- He has a suspicious look. - Etsuko doesn't have a brother.
That's a problem.
Yes, it is.
The problem, it's that?
- I'm taking the film out. - Give me.
No way!
But what are you doing in Etsuko's house?
Calm down. Etsuko will explain.
- Isn't it true? - Yes, certainly.
Do you want it?
No, we have everything that we need.
Right?
We need ice.
In the fridge.
The photos, they're cruel.
I tried.
Anyone can take them.
But to question the talent...
I...
The human brain is comestible.
What?
We are not on the Andes.
- Where? - The place where a plane crashed.
Mountain photos, war photos, naked photos...
The assistants get exploited by their teachers!
- I would love to taste it. - Taste what?
Human brain.
- What does this mean? - We were waiting with your brother.
Good night.
He took photos of us.
Love photos.
Your brother is cool.
He's not my brother.
He's my new friend.
Koichi, are you going?
- Say... - Shut up!
Do you really believe it?
That I can become a professional?
Of course.
I have doubts.
You shouldn't have.
I don't want to imitate no one.
Why didn't you ditch me?
Do you want to know why?
Why did you keep me here like a dog?
You know...
I don't have the intention to live with photography.
I don't care.
And I'll not be cheated
by some twenty year old girl.
Understand.
You're going to see...
You could go play some pachinko
You seem bored.
I'm not your gigolo.
Why do you say that?
The money that you give me, what's that?
That's for you to go play at the pachinko parlour.
Exactly, don't make me nervous.
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