Sometimes... Like a Prostitute (時には娼婦のように)

Produced by nikkatsu inc.

Sometimes... like a prostitute

original song and screenplay: Rei nakanishi

producer: Akira miura

assistant director: Naosuke kurosawa

music: Rei nakanishi

Directed by Masaru konuma

Shinagawa - Tokyo

wow, the ocean! It's the ocean!

It's so good to see it again.

- Commercials set on Hawaii. - You're not funny.

Ah, right. We forgot the swimsuits.

That's because you rushed me.

I wanted to take my time packing.

What do you think about that one?

I like this one better.

No way I'm wearing this!

Hey, wait.

She's so pretty.

No! No! Ryo-chan!

Hey!

- What? - Forget it.

Too strong for me.

It's because you bought me that sexy bikini.

Let's go to a quiet place.

Ryo-chan, won't you swim?

It feels great!

Look at her...

So cute!

I used to find them cute too.

Why don't you give it a break?

We didn't come here to work.

I need to pay this month's installment on the car.

Let's dance in the bar downstairs.

Thank you.

Mako.

The stars are so beautiful.

Yes.

I love to fall asleep watching the stars.

I'll move the bed to the window.

Yeah, that's great.

You're so smart.

Alright.

Ryo-chan, you're still a young man.

See? Not only in bed.

Obviously.

Where are we?

You don't remember? Don't you look at the road?

I'm not really aware of my surroundings.

I have an inner universe, so I don't pay much attention to the world.

I love how logically you explain your contradictions.

You need some kind of device to assist your driving.

It would go "ding-ding” when you take a wrong turn.

Like a compass. I would enjoy that.

Hey, it rang.

Silly, that's the signal that I sped past 100km/h.

- Hey, I think I'm pregnant. - Eh?

I was kidding, but what if it was true?

Mako, we agreed we didn't want a baby.

You're already a handful.

I don't need a kid on top.

I'd like to bear your child.

What's wrong, ryo-chan.

I don't... feel well.

Your heart?

Ryo-chan.

I need my regular hospital.

We can't, it's in Tokyo.

Quick, let's go.

Ryo-chan, please hold on.

What can I say?

His alcohol, his cigarettes...

In his condition...

Even you are a danger to his heart.

Sorry to be so blunt to a young wife, but...

He could die in your arms anytime.

I'm sorry.

He'll receive his treatment tomorrow morning.

Bye.

I love you... please don't die.

Mako, take my bag.

Take the present in it.

What? Is it for me?

What is that?

A moai doll.

A prize I got playing golf.

Is that a moai?

Hey, that's...

Kinky.

You can use it to replace me.

What a silly idea. I'm trowing it out.

Mako.

Can't you use it while thinking about me?

I won't!

I don't have the energy.

Do you love me?

If you ask me like this...

Just a little.

Ryo-chan.

What is that? No.

That's scary.

So?

You like it?

I like it.

Stop it! Stop it!

I'm not stopping.

This way I'm sure you won't get pregnant.

Keep going!

Hello... eh?

Happiness.

Right.

Alright.

Doing three handstands every morning makes you happy.

An advice from the happiness church.

They say it fulfills your wishes.

Would you like to try?

Idiot.

You have no wishes at all.

What wishes?

About your life.

Obviously...

My life is not as I wish.

I mean what you wanted to be as a kid.

Probably not to become a translator of erotic novels.

But what if from birth...

I was destined to become 3 translator of erotic novels?

These emotions are too hard on your heart.

Listen, mako.

He penetrated her with his cigarette.

Or: He shoved a cigarette into her.

Which one is more kinky?

You didn't answer.

Yes.

Hey, it's you.

A job? Sure I can work.

Right.

Alright, then.

See you.

Mako.

- Let's sleep. - It's too early.

Let's do it.

You're a little monster.

Metamorphosis.

Mako.

The doctor said no smoking.

Sex can be dangerous too.

That too.

We're overindulging.

Excessive sex is not good.

It's written on your chest.

Mako, I'm dumping the other one.

Like, right now? What a bold resolution.

So, I'll see you later.

I wish you luck.

Don't drink.

One handstand.

Two handstands.

Three... ouch!

Ah, I'm out of breath.

When I first came here, even drunk...

I had no problem climbing those stairs.

You lost your enthusiasm to hold me in your arms.

Men's attraction to women is 100% sex-driven.

And it decreases with time.

A glass of whiskey.

Beer... just a sip.

You can't drink that much anymore.

What pleasures have you left.

I don't know either.

In my case, I can't keep modeling forever.

I'd like to get married.

I envy mako.

If you were married to me, you'd be in hell.

Isn't this hell?

You are right.

You scared the hell out of me.

Hello, Mr. matsumoto.

Ryo-chan is here.

I had a feeling you'd be here.

You were not answering your phone.

I came here hoping to see you.

I was right.

Hi.

- Mako? - She didn't answer?

No.

Oops.

She's cheating on you.

For you.

Another business card.

Now you're production director.

No way, a director?

Ryo-chan, have you noticed?

Kids are so mature nowadays.

She was only 14! I was so surprised.

First time I had a 14 year old.

She was delightful.

She was wearing her school uniform.

Some even get married at that age.

I'm so jealous.

- Of what? - Idiot.