Lost writings
The complete script.
YOSOMONO
copyright michael sugai
The day begins as a single glimpse of light and JIN wakes up. The four corners surrounding him in his room. Summer heat in a world without a.c. He goes for the refrigerator and orange juice, and takes a bottle of water and splashes it into his face. Fully awake. He rubs his eyes. It was a leftover dream. He is in the open air.
Foggy morning. The world is gone already. Nothing appears to be living in the landscape now. Ruined buildings, desolation. Camera tracks back to Jin’s perspective. He is 20. He has his possessions with him. He wears a dark cloak and has wild hair as if the wind shaped him into an animation hero. He examines a soggy pack of cigarettes he finds in the damp earth. He gives it a try, attempts to light one with an empty lighter that just sparks. He drops the pack and walks into the past.
He suddenly is talking to people we can’t see. He doesn’t mind.
JIN:
I bought a bass guitar. Yeah. It is big!
So, I dropped it coming up the stairs.
I couldn’t play it then. So I sold it.
I decided I was going to be a singer.
But everyone said my voice sucks. I said
I can practice! ....no, I didn’t.
xXｩｽｾｯﾇAﾆﾄdｭﾄAｩ｢ｾﾅｨﾆｵﾄｵﾜﾁｽA
ｾｩAﾚｭﾍｩｵﾉﾈｱﾆｫﾟｽｾ
ｱﾄAﾐｯﾈｭﾈﾁｽｩA､ﾁｽｾB
ﾅAﾝﾈｪﾚｭﾌｱﾆｨｿﾁﾄA｢ﾄｽﾈｵ､
ｷﾎ｢｢ｶﾈ｢ｩﾁﾄﾝﾉ｢ﾁｽｾｯﾇB
[
Demo, minna ga boku no koto wo onchitte, iteta naa
renshyuu sureba i i jyanaikatte minna ni ittandak
besu wo katandakedo, totemo omokute, kaidan de otoshiteshimai,dakara, boku ha kashyu ni narukoto wo kimetanda.edo]
Ghostly chords sound in his mind and he is lost in the sound.
He turns to the wind lashing his face. It kicks up violently. He squints. Looks hard. Something, a figure appears in the shadows, a human. He reflects a beat, then turns and runs.
JIN:
I am hopeless to you,
I am the wind.
All the time you follow me.
｢｢sﾂｨﾜｦﾍﾚｭﾉﾂ｢ﾄｫﾄ｢B
ﾚｭﾍｨﾜｦﾉｫｽ｢ｵﾄ｢ﾈ｢B
[itsumo omae ha boku ni tsuite kiteiru. Boku ha omae nimo kitai shite inai.]
He seeks cover in an abandoned building. The dark and the noises keep him on edge. He drifts away. He sleeps restlessly. He lashes out and his fist glints with metal and smashes into the wall. He wakes.
JIN:
I don’t need anyone.
ﾚｭﾍｾ｢ﾈ｢
[boku ha daremo
iranai.]
He continues trekking to nowhere. He finds a pair of boots in the mud. He stares at the empty city.
Sleeps under a tarp.
He dreams he is in middle school age. His father speaks with his back to him.
JIN:
Why did you let her go?
ﾈｺｨｩｳﾆｩｽﾌH
[naze okaasan to wakareta no?]
JIN
’S FATHER:
She left us.
ｽｾｩﾌｶｪﾅﾄ｢ｽｾB
[tada kanojyo ga dete itanda.]
JIN:
Is she going to be happy?
ｨｩｳﾍｵｹﾉﾈﾌH
[okaasan ha
shiawase ni naru no?]
JIN
’S FATHER:
Without me, maybe so. Not without you.
She is hurting without you.
ｶｪ｢ﾈ｢ﾆAｨｩｳﾍｵｹﾅﾍﾈ｢ｾ､ﾈB
[jin ga inai to, okaasan ha shiawase
deha nai darou na.]
JIN:
But she left.
ﾅｨｩｳﾍﾅﾄ｢ﾁｽB
[demo okaasan ha dete iitta.]
JIN
’S FATHER:
She made a decision.
ｩﾌｶﾍﾅｱﾆｯﾁｵｵｽｾB
[kanojyo ha deru koto wo kesshin shitandayo.]
JIN:
I hate her.
ｨｩｳｨｱﾆｫｿ｢B
uｫ｢v
[okaasan no koto kichii.]
[kirai- daikirai]
His mother laughs. She is a pretty Japanese woman in her 30s. She slinks away with a bemused expression. She smokes and the billowing smoke floats in the air and brushes Jin in the face. He looks away.
He follows his father in the wind. Walking to nowhere. They try to start a car. Nothing. They pillage a store. They hunt animals. They take cover from police. They are chased by them.
He wakes to find a wad of bills and a note.
NOTE:
Jin-chan. I am gone.
Don’t give up!
ｶ[ｿｳﾈBｪﾎI
[Jin-chan-- sayonara.
Ganbare!]
A brass knuckles is wrapped inside the wad of cash. He grips it in bitterness. Looks around at his future.
He is at the railroad tracks. He is dreaming again.
He comes across a large BIKER. He is sitting on a concrete slab, lost in thought. Jin tries to quietly disappear but it is too late. The biker sees him.
BIKER:
I have some chicken.
He gets up. Grins. A chain drops from his sleeve to the ground held in his grip. Jin runs. The chain lashes out, wraps around his calf. He is taken down, tries to writhe away. A huge fist smashes him. He tries to find his brass knuckles in his coat. The wind is knocked from him. He deleriously awaits death. Another figure leaps into frame. A large black man, a sudden SAVIOR rams into the biker. A giant combat ensues, pummeling and viciousness. Somewhere in it, the black man says to Jin:
SAVIOR:
RUN! Just go!
ﾉｰIﾍｵI
[ni gero! Hashire!]
A metal pipe swings down at the man and he tries to take it and more combat. A gunshot and
(The dark figure appears again, a random blur.)
his savior bites into the mud. Jin scrambles to his feet, runs.
He seems to run a long time. Fields. Rocks.
It is night. He sits at his fire, looks at his useless brass knuckles. Grips them tight. He stares at an empty milk carton. Casts into the fire.
It is high school days again. He sits at a cafeteria table. He slowly eats his rice ball. A stylish girl, TAKAKO, comes up to him. He looks up. Looks back down. She says something. The sound to him is distorted, unreal. She waits a beat, sits across from him. She flips her hair. She makes eyes at him. He stares at his food. He is so shy it is not even possible to see if he is uncomfortable. She gets impatient. She stares at him. He looks up because she slides in to the seat next to him. She takes a sip of his drink. He looks at it like it's been altered. She regards him with sharp seductive eyes. She scribbles an email down. Pushes it in front of him. Frustrated. Walks away. He goes back to eating.
He stands at a railroad track, staring into nowhere, into the future.
JIN:
You are not there.
ｨﾜｦﾍ｢ﾈ｢I
[Omae ha iinai!]
He breaks into a building. It is full of junk and debris but he searches for useful things. He finds a broken refrigerator with a few bottles of sports drinks. He is happy. There is a noise. He freezes. Crash of stuff. A young woman confronts him. This is her hiding place. She points a knife at him. He goes for his one weapon, thinks not to. Leaves his hand inside his coat. She watches him, and slowly reaches into his coat and takes out his hand. Smiles. She brings out his brass knuckles still in his hand, her hand holding his. Looks it over. Pretends to punch herself with his fist. She collapses. He thinks it is real. He is used to his mind playing tricks. He imagines he really punched her. He is not sure. He goes to her, tries to revive her, but she is unresponsive. He is stressed. She sleeps. He watches. She seems to have a nightmare, so he tries to comfort her, brings her to himself. She is awake, they watch each other. She looks deep inside, then she siezes him. He blacks out.
He comes back to life. She is gone. He searches for her. The door is swinging open. In the blinding light he looks for her. He sees her on the ground, having thrown herself from the 3 story building. He stares. Expressionless, he blinks it all away.
Burial.
He walks the deserted streets. Gradually other people come into frame. They are remnants of humanity, homeless like him. He sees potential predators, but doesn’t run away. In his demeanor there is a change.
He feels the demon is watching him, the black shape escapes his direct gaze. He starts walking toward it. It seems to bait him. He moves faster, determined to catch it. He loses sight of it, the world swirls around him. He runs blindly to nowhere.
He takes a detour down behind a row of buildings and walks into an assault in progress.
One young asian BOY is being threatened by two men, HAWAIIAN SHIRT in a Hawaiian shirt, and one STONER. They attack. CU Jin wide eyed, not sure what to do. He freezes. Do something!
The stoner is yanked out of frame by the head as his pal looks up. Stoner slams into the pavement looking pissed. Jin comes flying into frame with sidekick and Hawaiian Shirt is knocked back to the wall, winded. The other swings at Jin and barrels after him as Jin stumbles back over some street debris causing Hawaiian Shirt to fall over on him. A knee goes into his abdomen and Jin rolls free. He notes the boy, a shared look between them.
JIN
Go! Hurry up! Run!
ﾉｰIﾍｵI
[ni gero! Hashire!]
He drives his brass knuckles into the stoner’s eye, making the guy scream pathetically. Hawaiian Shirt makes a move, Jin barrels into him, pummeling the crap out of him. The world swirls around Jin who is a new person today. He looks at his bloody fist.
He looks for the boy. He thinks he has hallucinated again. He walks. He is tired and drops to the ground. He lays there for days. Night. Morning. He is lost to his madness of being alone. He refuses to look up at the bright sky.
The boy appears. He is also the demon (SHONEN AKUMA). He is about 14, and resembles Jin. He looks at Jin with concern. He pushes his shoulder to get him up. He pats his head. Smiles. Jin looks up at him, certain that he is hallucinating.
JIN:
Are you my father?
ｨﾆ､[ｳH
[Oto-san?]
The boy laughs at the weirdness of the question.
SHONEN AKUMA:
Sure.
ｨ｢I
[Oii!]
He hands Jin the brass knuckles, polished and gleaming.
SHONEN AKUMA:
Let’s go.
｢ｭｼI
[Iiku zo!]
THE END
YOSOMONO
copyright michael sugai
The day begins as a single glimpse of light and JIN wakes up. The four corners surrounding him in his room. Summer heat in a world without a.c. He goes for the refrigerator and orange juice, and takes a bottle of water and splashes it into his face. Fully awake. He rubs his eyes. It was a leftover dream. He is in the open air.
Foggy morning. The world is gone already. Nothing appears to be living in the landscape now. Ruined buildings, desolation. Camera tracks back to Jin’s perspective. He is 20. He has his possessions with him. He wears a dark cloak and has wild hair as if the wind shaped him into an animation hero. He examines a soggy pack of cigarettes he finds in the damp earth. He gives it a try, attempts to light one with an empty lighter that just sparks. He drops the pack and walks into the past.
He suddenly is talking to people we can’t see. He doesn’t mind.
JIN:
I bought a bass guitar. Yeah. It is big!
So, I dropped it coming up the stairs.
I couldn’t play it then. So I sold it.
I decided I was going to be a singer.
But everyone said my voice sucks. I said
I can practice! ....no, I didn’t.
xXｩｽｾｯﾇAﾆﾄdｭﾄAｩ｢ｾﾅｨﾆｵﾄｵﾜﾁｽA
ｾｩAﾚｭﾍｩｵﾉﾈｱﾆｫﾟｽｾ
ｱﾄAﾐｯﾈｭﾈﾁｽｩA､ﾁｽｾB
ﾅAﾝﾈｪﾚｭﾌｱﾆｨｿﾁﾄA｢ﾄｽﾈｵ､
ｷﾎ｢｢ｶﾈ｢ｩﾁﾄﾝﾉ｢ﾁｽｾｯﾇB
[
Demo, minna ga boku no koto wo onchitte, iteta naa
renshyuu sureba i i jyanaikatte minna ni ittandak
besu wo katandakedo, totemo omokute, kaidan de otoshiteshimai,dakara, boku ha kashyu ni narukoto wo kimetanda.edo]
Ghostly chords sound in his mind and he is lost in the sound.
He turns to the wind lashing his face. It kicks up violently. He squints. Looks hard. Something, a figure appears in the shadows, a human. He reflects a beat, then turns and runs.
JIN:
I am hopeless to you,
I am the wind.
All the time you follow me.
｢｢sﾂｨﾜｦﾍﾚｭﾉﾂ｢ﾄｫﾄ｢B
ﾚｭﾍｨﾜｦﾉｫｽ｢ｵﾄ｢ﾈ｢B
[itsumo omae ha boku ni tsuite kiteiru. Boku ha omae nimo kitai shite inai.]
He seeks cover in an abandoned building. The dark and the noises keep him on edge. He drifts away. He sleeps restlessly. He lashes out and his fist glints with metal and smashes into the wall. He wakes.
JIN:
I don’t need anyone.
ﾚｭﾍｾ｢ﾈ｢
[boku ha daremo
iranai.]
He continues trekking to nowhere. He finds a pair of boots in the mud. He stares at the empty city.
Sleeps under a tarp.
He dreams he is in middle school age. His father speaks with his back to him.
JIN:
Why did you let her go?
ﾈｺｨｩｳﾆｩｽﾌH
[naze okaasan to wakareta no?]
JIN
’S FATHER:
She left us.
ｽｾｩﾌｶｪﾅﾄ｢ｽｾB
[tada kanojyo ga dete itanda.]
JIN:
Is she going to be happy?
ｨｩｳﾍｵｹﾉﾈﾌH
[okaasan ha
shiawase ni naru no?]
JIN
’S FATHER:
Without me, maybe so. Not without you.
She is hurting without you.
ｶｪ｢ﾈ｢ﾆAｨｩｳﾍｵｹﾅﾍﾈ｢ｾ､ﾈB
[jin ga inai to, okaasan ha shiawase
deha nai darou na.]
JIN:
But she left.
ﾅｨｩｳﾍﾅﾄ｢ﾁｽB
[demo okaasan ha dete iitta.]
JIN
’S FATHER:
She made a decision.
ｩﾌｶﾍﾅｱﾆｯﾁｵｵｽｾB
[kanojyo ha deru koto wo kesshin shitandayo.]
JIN:
I hate her.
ｨｩｳｨｱﾆｫｿ｢B
uｫ｢v
[okaasan no koto kichii.]
[kirai- daikirai]
His mother laughs. She is a pretty Japanese woman in her 30s. She slinks away with a bemused expression. She smokes and the billowing smoke floats in the air and brushes Jin in the face. He looks away.
He follows his father in the wind. Walking to nowhere. They try to start a car. Nothing. They pillage a store. They hunt animals. They take cover from police. They are chased by them.
He wakes to find a wad of bills and a note.
NOTE:
Jin-chan. I am gone.
Don’t give up!
ｶ[ｿｳﾈBｪﾎI
[Jin-chan-- sayonara.
Ganbare!]
A brass knuckles is wrapped inside the wad of cash. He grips it in bitterness. Looks around at his future.
He is at the railroad tracks. He is dreaming again.
He comes across a large BIKER. He is sitting on a concrete slab, lost in thought. Jin tries to quietly disappear but it is too late. The biker sees him.
BIKER:
I have some chicken.
He gets up. Grins. A chain drops from his sleeve to the ground held in his grip. Jin runs. The chain lashes out, wraps around his calf. He is taken down, tries to writhe away. A huge fist smashes him. He tries to find his brass knuckles in his coat. The wind is knocked from him. He deleriously awaits death. Another figure leaps into frame. A large black man, a sudden SAVIOR rams into the biker. A giant combat ensues, pummeling and viciousness. Somewhere in it, the black man says to Jin:
SAVIOR:
RUN! Just go!
ﾉｰIﾍｵI
[ni gero! Hashire!]
A metal pipe swings down at the man and he tries to take it and more combat. A gunshot and
(The dark figure appears again, a random blur.)
his savior bites into the mud. Jin scrambles to his feet, runs.
He seems to run a long time. Fields. Rocks.
It is night. He sits at his fire, looks at his useless brass knuckles. Grips them tight. He stares at an empty milk carton. Casts into the fire.
It is high school days again. He sits at a cafeteria table. He slowly eats his rice ball. A stylish girl, TAKAKO, comes up to him. He looks up. Looks back down. She says something. The sound to him is distorted, unreal. She waits a beat, sits across from him. She flips her hair. She makes eyes at him. He stares at his food. He is so shy it is not even possible to see if he is uncomfortable. She gets impatient. She stares at him. He looks up because she slides in to the seat next to him. She takes a sip of his drink. He looks at it like it's been altered. She regards him with sharp seductive eyes. She scribbles an email down. Pushes it in front of him. Frustrated. Walks away. He goes back to eating.
He stands at a railroad track, staring into nowhere, into the future.
JIN:
You are not there.
ｨﾜｦﾍ｢ﾈ｢I
[Omae ha iinai!]
He breaks into a building. It is full of junk and debris but he searches for useful things. He finds a broken refrigerator with a few bottles of sports drinks. He is happy. There is a noise. He freezes. Crash of stuff. A young woman confronts him. This is her hiding place. She points a knife at him. He goes for his one weapon, thinks not to. Leaves his hand inside his coat. She watches him, and slowly reaches into his coat and takes out his hand. Smiles. She brings out his brass knuckles still in his hand, her hand holding his. Looks it over. Pretends to punch herself with his fist. She collapses. He thinks it is real. He is used to his mind playing tricks. He imagines he really punched her. He is not sure. He goes to her, tries to revive her, but she is unresponsive. He is stressed. She sleeps. He watches. She seems to have a nightmare, so he tries to comfort her, brings her to himself. She is awake, they watch each other. She looks deep inside, then she siezes him. He blacks out.
He comes back to life. She is gone. He searches for her. The door is swinging open. In the blinding light he looks for her. He sees her on the ground, having thrown herself from the 3 story building. He stares. Expressionless, he blinks it all away.
Burial.
He walks the deserted streets. Gradually other people come into frame. They are remnants of humanity, homeless like him. He sees potential predators, but doesn’t run away. In his demeanor there is a change.
He feels the demon is watching him, the black shape escapes his direct gaze. He starts walking toward it. It seems to bait him. He moves faster, determined to catch it. He loses sight of it, the world swirls around him. He runs blindly to nowhere.
He takes a detour down behind a row of buildings and walks into an assault in progress.
One young asian BOY is being threatened by two men, HAWAIIAN SHIRT in a Hawaiian shirt, and one STONER. They attack. CU Jin wide eyed, not sure what to do. He freezes. Do something!
The stoner is yanked out of frame by the head as his pal looks up. Stoner slams into the pavement looking pissed. Jin comes flying into frame with sidekick and Hawaiian Shirt is knocked back to the wall, winded. The other swings at Jin and barrels after him as Jin stumbles back over some street debris causing Hawaiian Shirt to fall over on him. A knee goes into his abdomen and Jin rolls free. He notes the boy, a shared look between them.
JIN
Go! Hurry up! Run!
ﾉｰIﾍｵI
[ni gero! Hashire!]
He drives his brass knuckles into the stoner’s eye, making the guy scream pathetically. Hawaiian Shirt makes a move, Jin barrels into him, pummeling the crap out of him. The world swirls around Jin who is a new person today. He looks at his bloody fist.
He looks for the boy. He thinks he has hallucinated again. He walks. He is tired and drops to the ground. He lays there for days. Night. Morning. He is lost to his madness of being alone. He refuses to look up at the bright sky.
The boy appears. He is also the demon (SHONEN AKUMA). He is about 14, and resembles Jin. He looks at Jin with concern. He pushes his shoulder to get him up. He pats his head. Smiles. Jin looks up at him, certain that he is hallucinating.
JIN:
Are you my father?
ｨﾆ､[ｳH
[Oto-san?]
The boy laughs at the weirdness of the question.
SHONEN AKUMA:
Sure.
ｨ｢I
[Oii!]
He hands Jin the brass knuckles, polished and gleaming.
SHONEN AKUMA:
Let’s go.
｢ｭｼI
[Iiku zo!]
THE END