Like Grains of Sand (Nagisa no Shindobaddo) (渚のシンドバッド)

- What are we doing today? - I don't know.

Yoshida!

And someone else. Bring a roller from storage.

Right. Let's go.

Make a line.

Hold this.

Are you OK?

Ito! What's the matter?

Somebody! Bring water!

Like Grains of Sand

"Yoshida"

What the hell are you doing?

Weren't you sick?

Come on! Let's go somewhere.

- I want to go to the beach. - Are you serious?

Did you shave your legs again?

I can't swim.

If you don't shave your legs, you'll be strong enough.

Too many jellyfishes.

Jellyfishes are supposed to be in the sea.

- They are, but... - What's wrong?

- Our competition is coming up soon. - We have practice.

- Are you serious? - And you have summer school.

How many Fs did you get on the finals?

Me? Five.

Impressed?

- You going to be in trouble? - I'm fine.

Summer school for you.

No help here.

Never lend him any books. He'll drool on them.

Don't worry. My Fs are like roaches: They breed.

Idiot!

- Don't call me an idiot. - Stop! You spilled my drink.

- It's too hot. - Judo moves.

Wow... again...

- Whats that? Construction? - Cutting stone. Right?

That is...

- Why are you smiling? Weird. - It's nothing.

I wish they'd blow up the school!

Idiot!

- Don't call me an idiot. Shithead. - Ouch! My bones!

Ito, tomorrow.

- What? - To his place to borrow a bike.

- I'll go with you. - You don't have to come.

Just him?

There aren't any buses if practice runs late.

He has to take a long detour to go home.

- My house is far away, too. - You'll be fine.

- Why? - You're as tough as a cockroach.

Don't say that. I can't believe it.

- You don't have to come. - Why? I'll come, definitely.

Yoshida-kun.

Mr. Shinohara wants to you to come see him later.

I think the music for the competition has arrived.

Do you have a minute?

Shimizu-san, I have to ask you a favor again.

- Please. - What happened?

My friend is in very bad trouble.

Contribution, again?

- Please. - Just a little is fine.

- Help us. - Didn't you already collect?

That was a different girl. And this time it's more serious.

Butt out.

She's 3 months already. It'll be awful if she can't abort early.

- Please. - Please. We don't need much.

- How much? - How much do you have now?

I only have ¥1,000.

That's enough!

Please.

- OK. Wait a minute. - Thanks.

Aihara-san, how's it going?

- I have a favor to ask you. OK? - What?

My friend's gotten pregnant and has a big problem.

She's got to abort soon.

- I don't have any money. - Just a little.

Just a little.

I don't like doing this, either.

She can't tell anyone and she cries all the time. I'm so sorry for her.

¥100 or ¥500 would be fine.

You know you girls are "sympathy fascists".

What's her problem?

Aihara-san!

Class starts soon. Where are you going?

To the bathroom.

Why didn't you go during break?

Are you all right?

Excuse me. You don't have a fever.

But you look pale.

- Are you having your period? - I'm OK.

Are you? OK, go.

Class is starting now.

Stand up.

Bow.

Sit.

OK, class. I've got the results of the finals.

- Are you thermotyping your test? - Leave me alone.

- That helps? - They're getting better, slowly.

- You should be more serious. - Get off it!

- Repeating a grade is lonely. - That's not funny.

Want my books?

- Let me copy them. - Pardon me.

I'm going to band practice. Want me to bring your bag?

Thanks.

Are you going to the video arcade again?

Yeah, I'm the president.

- Are you going to practice? - Yeah. I'm leaving.

- Get to work. - I can't do this shit. I'm...

- Wipe there. The windowpane. - OK. Maniac.

The upper window.

Hey! Hey! Hey!

Do that somewhere else.

It's your fault for standing there. Move over.

Don't give me any lip, son!

Stop it. Idiot.

Don't call me an idiot.

- How much we got? - About ¥36,000.

That's it?

¥20,000 per head and it'll be gone in one night.

We'll have to pass the hat in other homerooms.

Right.

How about the class next to us?

- That class had a lot of rich kids. - Really? Let's go then.

This isn't enough.

- Not enough. We need more. - Right.

Shimizu-san.

What are you doing?

Cleaning.

Good student.

Did you hear us?

I was tidying things up.

Shimizu-san, I know we can count on you!

- Bye. - Let's go.

"Ito" "Yoshida"

- Whats the matter? - Nothing.

- You constipated? - No!

Drink some milk. Milk cures constipation.

No, I'm not.

Watch. Here I go!

- Super! What's that? - My special technique.

What's that?

- They upstairs? - I guess so.

What do you want?

You play the trombone.

Isn't it too big for you?

- No. - It is.

Is this yours?

"The Sound of Music"?

Just for practice.

Play.

- Why did you come here? - Play.

Leave if you don't have anything to do.

I think a wood-wind instrument, like a flute, is more your size.

Thanks.

- Look who's here. - Aihara, joining the band?

I haven't decided.

- I'll play. - What?

In the band.

You were in the band at Kita High, right?

How did you know?

Did you hear that from Ms. Nezu?

- What did you play? - Clarinet.

Clarinet! Do we have one?

We need another wood-wind. We'd love you to join the band.

- But you might not be satisfied. - Shimizu-san.

- Are you dating Yoshida-kun? - Sort of...

That's 100-year-old news. You're too new.

- How about you? - Ito doesn't have anybody.

You must have someone you like in the band.

- You didn't tell me. - You have, right?

- I didn't know Ito had anyone. - I didn't say I have.

I ought to know everything about Ito. No secrets between us, Ito.

- Never. - Come here.

This one?

Not that one.

- This one? - You can leave.

How about this one? Are you listening to me?

Answer me. This one?

I don't think so. She has a boyfriend.

- This one? - Pretty, but her feet stink.

- You listening? - Who is it?

This one?

Not that one. She's no good.

- I've got it! - Who? Tell me. Yoshida?!

This one, right?

- You and Yoshida? - Am I wrong?

Are you a fag? Fag?

Am I wrong?

Tell me.

- Who? Tell me. - I'm right.

Leave. You're buzzing me.

That's funny. I'm sure I'm right.

Is she?

What's going on?

- We were talking about you. - Me?

- Yoshida? What? - We were talking about you.

- What about Yoshida? - What about me?

I might join the band.

- Then you can use this clarinet. - I have my own. See you!

What's the matter with her?

What's this?