Love - Zero = Infinity (1994)

[bunniefuu]

I wonder if I am wandering around the town
or if the town itself is wandering.

I'm a castaway who drifted to Tokyo
about six months ago.

I have no regular occupation
at the moment.

I was a school teacher
when I lived in the country.

I was also a writer for TV as I was asked to
do some work by a friend who's a TV director.

Then I fell in love with a girl
who appeared on the program,

and just when I started to
think about marriage seriously,

she ran away with another man.

I sank into a sea of despair
and wandered about.

Then when I opened my eyes
I was here.

I'm no one in this place.

I'm only a swimmer.

Then I thought,
"I need to know someone."

So I decided to follow someone
I found in town.

I call myself an observer of
Unidentified Followed Objects.

And the object is always there.

It's OK if you don't believe me.
But there's no other way to describe it.

I believe you.

'Unidentified Followed Object' is funny.

But this is my spot.
Leave me alone.

You're a selfish individual.

- If I'm selfish...
- It's my privilege to be selfish.

Here.

Enough?

Do you know each other?

Yeah.

This is our secret garden.

There's nothing for it.
You followed me and found it.

It's cheap if you think of it as a fee for
observing Unidentified Followed Objects.

Do you know Blood Storm?

Chi-ru, chi-ru, Michi-ru.
Michi-ru, chi-ru.

WARNING

Look! There! There!

A little more.
Not yet! Not yet! Not yet!

Not yet! Not yet! Idiot!
Idiot! What are you doing?

Ah! A little more! Not yet!
I told you not yet!

You're crap.

Some reports say that those dead
bodies found with their blood drained

were the victims of a vampire
returned to modern times.

What do you think?

I don't give a sh*t.

I want to get bitten by a vampire.

Observer of Unidentified Followed Objects?

You don't study UFO's, do you?

He told me he follows strangers
without permission.

- He must be a detective then.
- No.

No one makes him do it.
It's his hobby.

I see.
There are some strange people in Japan.

Don't talk as if you were a foreigner.

I'm a returnee from abroad.

You're wacko, aren't you?
You look totally Japanese.

You're the one who's wacko.

I said I'm back from abroad, it doesn't
mean I'm claiming to be a foreigner.

Learn to talk like a woman!

What?
You're annoying!

Are you ill?

I'll tell you about Blood Storm
to cheer you up.

There are special relationships like
between lovers or mates, aren't there?

We use this to take a little bit of our blood
and inject it into the others blood vessel,

as proof of a special relationship.

The other's blood gets into my body.

My blood gets into the other's body.

It's sheer ecstasy.

I don't need either drugs or sex.

You know about A*DS, don't you?

I watch TV.

- You'll die.
- I don't mind.

Speed is everything to me.
If I have to slow down, I'd rather die.

- Do you mean you want to die?
- I want to live.

But living means running
toward death, doesn't it?

There was a student like you
when I was teaching.

He played saxophone in a brass band
and was always practicing on the roof.

One day one of his friends felt uneasy
after hearing what sounded like screaming,

and went up on the roof
and found him lying there.

He'd injected air into his vein.
He was k*lled instantly, of course.

He must've thrown away his saxophone
in his convulsive fit as he died.

It lay shattered on the ground.

It became pieces of metal.

How very touching.

Shut up, brat!

Who's the brat?

Hey!

9948, 9948.
What should I do? Ambulance!

Hey!

- Here, you're well enough to run.
- What was wrong with you?

Following people too much, right?

Thanks for calling an ambulance,
but I'm busy right now.

Wait!
Are you OK?

It must be down to the cold
and the fatigue.

You must be Mr. Bessho.

Yes.

Have you forgotten me?

I'm Dr. Kurebayashi Atsuo,
the doctor at Tohto Hospital.

Doctor from Tohto Hospital?

I was the first doctor to examine you
when you were brought in by ambulance.

Although I handed you over to the doctor
in charge after seeing your condition.

I see. My mind was very hazy
at the time and I don't remember.

You were talking deliriously.

Because of that, I found out that you're an
Observer of Unidentified Followed Objects.

Was I talking about it?

There's something I'd like
to ask you about.

Would you listen to me?

I'd like you to follow a woman who
walks around in a coat wearing sunglasses.

She's a physician,
who's been employed

as a guinea pig of steroid medicine
for dermatology, which is my specialty.

We would stop the doses if she showed
unusual symptoms as a result of the medicines.

But as she's somewhat highly-strung,

and also due to anxiety brought about by
her fear of our interruption of her treatment,

and the pressures of her
daily work as a doctor,

she became addicted to the substance.

You followed me because you
were interested in me, didn't you?

No.

Why do you want to make it bright?
Things are boring without shadows.

- I want to see you.
- Please answer my questions.

You said something earlier.
I was interested. That's all.

That interest expresses
a desire, right?

I want to know someone.

That interest must be directed towards
achieving a sexual desire.

That's only a theory.

I think I was feeling with some part
of my body that I was being followed.

But I must have a
sexual desire for you too,

if I attracted your eyes knowing it.

I can't see.

We don't need to see.

I like darkness.

I'm me, and I'm nobody.
I'm a woman without a face.

In the darkness, my face has
probably become your lover's face.

My lover's dead.

I see.
I'm dead, too, then.

Show me that face in death.

You mustn't look into
a dead person's eyes.

Why is that?

Because they are mere shadow.

Because they are just wet glass ba*ls.

Take those off and look at me properly.

You take them off.
With your hands.

The shock of the loss of your lover
is still causing you after-effects.

Are you saying that's the reason
I couldn't do it?

Don't talk as if you knew.

She was only a kid
of about 20 years old.

Age doesn't matter.
She was important to you, wasn't she?

And you...

Please don't tell me I'm like her.

I hope you can forget about her.

You know what they say
about vampires, don't you?

I don't know if it's because I've been tired
recently, but she looks like a vampire to me.

You know, with the black clothes
and the sunglasses.

That woman is kind of empty since the
central part of herself collapsed.

You obviously understand
what my wife was like.

I can watch her intently
but I can't see her present state.

That's why I have to rely on you.

There was another reason I chose you.

When you came into the hospital
you gave a blood sample.

It was tested and I'm afraid
you're HIV positive.

You have A*DS.

Me? A*DS?

Are you sure?

When I found out,
I wanted to give you something to live for,

something you could be
enthusiastic about.

As I was watching your behavior,
I found out what you were in to.

It was my wife.

She was what you could be
enthusiastic about.

This is Digitalis.

You should take this when
you're disappointed in life.

You're not treating your wife
as a human.

You're treating her as a product.

I'm... not a carrier of A*DS.

Our relationship is no longer
based on love.

So we are not husband
and wife anymore.

But we are not lovers either.

I'm looking at her through you.

I'm only an observer like you now.

What a parting gift.

Digitalis.

It's a poisonous plant and a cardio
tonic drug is made from its powder.

It's common name is 'Fox Glove'.

Oh, here he comes.

We're here to collect our pay for observing an
observer of Unidentified Followed Objects.

You're generous.
We'll see you get our special service.

Now.

Hey, Mister.

Come on.

Hey! Hey!

Don't tell me you're worried
about your wife.

Hey, come on!

Hey, quick!

Come on! Come on!

I'm bored.

I'm bored, too.

Chiru, chiru.

Michiru.

Michiruchiru.

Dead.

Dead.

It's a message.

People in Tokyo are massacred.

Who's the boy?

That's me as a kid.

The girl must be you.

Were you so bored
that you wanted to k*ll people?

It was fun.

But it was all black
when everything was over.

Black?

Fade out.

Everything was gone and when I
looked around there was nobody.

But I'm here.

The observed object
is a bloodsucking k*ller,

who couldn't forgive the agency or the
persons in charge of the sales corporation,

which sold HIV-infected blood products,
and k*lled both of them.

The reason why the client
didn't take any action himself,

was simply because he couldn't bear
finding out that his wife,

who was physically
and mentally twisted

from taking steroid drugs over
a long term, k*lled them.

This looks like a
public prosecutor's record.

Are you taking the blame?

Do you want to prosecute her?

This is a matter
of my wife's honor.

Please don't call her
a bloodsucking k*ller.

You don't understand.

My wife couldn't stand those creatures who
didn't destroy HIV-infected blood products,

but were happy to ship them
to the market place.

So she sucked the blood out of them,
to the very last drop.

In a way, she's a modern vampire.

But that was done as revenge for the
victims of the contaminated blood products,

through the medium of my wife.

You're not showing any side effects
from the steroids, are you?

That's because I'm relaxed
by your being so pleasant.

It was you not Kurebayashi
who tore this up, wasn't it?

Kurebayashi didn't deny this, did he?

I see.
So now I'm a bloodsucking k*ller then.

That's right, isn't it?

Do you know how much blood
we need to lose to die?

I know because I'm a doctor.

And so is Kurebayashi.

Are you saying that he k*lled them?

It doesn't matter which of us did it.

They're dead.
They were k*lled by a vampire.

Is the reason your body didn't show any
strange reaction to the steroid,

that you aren't involved with me
as deeply as you are with Kurebayashi?

That's why your nerves aren't set on edge
and you don't show any allergic reactions.

If that's true, you must still be
deeply in love with Kurebayashi.

Am I wrong?

I'll suck out your despair.

Chiru chiru michiru chiru,
cherry blossoms fall.

Chiru chiru michiru chiru,
cherry blossoms fall.

If cherry blossoms don't fall,
Japan falls.

If Japan doesn't fall,
cherry blossoms fall.

Chiru chiru michiru,
michiru chiru.

Oh, no, no.

News flash.

This afternoon, police received a
phone call announcing a suicide,

and officials have confirmed that a man
has been found dead in a nearby flat.

The man was identified as Kurebayashi
Atsuo, a doctor at Tohto Hospital.

The police are looking into
the cause of death.

Next news.

I could sparkle just by
being watched by you.

I could live by being chased by you.

But this time, run away please.

Please run away from me.

I'll chase you.
I'll follow you everywhere, you know.

Not bad.
Hello, how are you feeling?

It's small in here,
but the town looks big.

They've had it.

Isn't this what people call
'double suicide'?

I thought it only happened
in the classics at school?

Yeah, like in Chikamatsu Kadoemon.

Idiot!
It's Monzaemon!

Is it?

Hey, I've got a rush.

- Let's have sex!
- In here?

Doing it in here is
a turn on, isn't it?

That's not the point.

I've got something
more exciting for you.

Do you want a red drug which
takes you on a trip to the other world?