Run, Truck Rascal, Run! Page #4

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Your pa in Kochi

is worried about you.

Go home.

None of your business.

I was born in Usuki Kyushu.

But my pa was from these parts.

Maybe he was homesick.

He always sang

the Nangoku Tosa song.

How nostalgic.

Pa was a pole fisherman.

He met Ma at Usuki Harbor.

That's when the song

was popular.

So it's their song.

Pa died in a storm at sea,

so we came here to

to be near his relatives.

Ryuji was gone by then.

I warn you.

Don't listen to that

stubborn old geezer.

Don't throw your life away.

There are many men in

this world including me.

Even if there were,

I can't marry.

Why not?

I can't marry with a sick mother.

There's always a way.

Men don't understand.

She's bedridden

and can't even talk.

Sometimes I think

we should just die.

I would do anything.

I mean, for example...

I can't many.

But if Ryuji comes back?

- He won't.

- You never know.

He hasn't made contact

in six years.

Why would he now?

If he wanted to return,

he would have already.

He won't. Ryuji won't.

But his Pa next door

and I keep waiting.

Why?

Whv Wait?

We keep waiting.

We'll wait forever.

And eventually

I'll be an old spinster

and no one would

give me a second glance.

Fumiko, don't say that.

I can't marry.

Not with anyone.

Fumiko.

Fumiko.

Fumiko, come quick.

I stopped by your house

and your mother...

Ma?

Ma?

- Auntie?

- Ma? Are you all right?

Are you all right?

I'll call a doctor.

What?

What's the matter?

What is it?

What do you want me to do?

That record?

You want to hear it?

Just a minute.

I'll play the Nangoku

Tosa song now.

It's broken.

It's smashed.

Ma... The record

is broken.

I'm sorry.

Wait.

I'm going to bring

the best singer in Japan.

Yuka.

Yuka someone wants

to hear your song.

Leave these drunks

behind and come with me.

Hey, she still has a show to do.

Yuka has a date with our boss.

She's here.

The best singer in Japan.

Mother. She'll sing

your favorite song.

Please.

Now sing.

But...

I... I never sang in a place

like this before.

Idiot.

You call yourself a pro?

You won't sing unless

there's a band and lights?

Is that the kind of singer

you want to be?

A true singer is one

who can sing from her heart

at a time like this.

All right, Momojiro.

I'll sing.

If my song will do,

please listen.

"Leaving Tosa behind...

"I've lived in the city

for a long time.

"I remember that the

friends at home

"sang the Yosakoi Song

when I left.

"At Tosa's Kochi's

Harimaya Bridge

"I saw a priest buy

a hair ornament.

"Yosakoi, Yosakoi...

"On a moonlit beach

sitting around a campfire,

"we relaxed and had

some time to enjoy.

"I too, sang out loud

"the Yosakoi Song of Tosa."

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