Thank you so much!
You're welcome.
Thank you.
Hi, Ethan.
Hey, you.
I'm sorry I'm late again, I turn to the wrong station.
No worries.
Abby, this is Mio, Jin, Asami.
Nice meeting you.
Wanna get a drink?
Hell yeah.
Bye, bye.
I'll be right back. Business.
- Hi, I'm Abby! - Hi, it's Charlie.
So you guys know Ethan?
Who doesn't, sugar?
I'm Gretchen.
You sound like you're from the South?
No, I just like to talk this way.
So, Abby, fresh from the plane, I hear.
Two weeks, actually.
So wild.
I never thought I'd end up in Tokyo.
But Ethan work is here.
And I just can't stand long distance relationship, you know.
Abby, need work?
No, thanks. I'm all set.
I got this job as a copy editor.
At a Japanese law firm.
How prestigious.
Please, it's a joke. They barely gave me anything to do.
So, what do you guys do?
I drink, and Gretchen's geisha.
I'm not a geisha. I'm a goddess.
She's a hooker.
I'm a hostess, okay?
What's that?
I am paid to look good good and to entertain businessmen.
Here you go.
Cheers. Welcome to Japan.
Thanks.
Aren't you glad I'm here?
Yeah. That's right.
Something colorful with impact.
A streaming video.
Okay, good.
Of course I can do that.
See you then.
So, what's going on?
I got a new client.
I gotta move to Osaka.
They need their website up and running.
How about I come with you?
Don't you have to work?
I hate my stupid job.
You work and I'll be the tourist.
Come on, we could just play all weekend long.
This is going to be non-stop 24/7.
I'm not gonna have any time to hang out, at all.
When are you coming back?
Not sure.
You know, it could be a while.
As in...
A week... a while?
Ethan?
You asked me last night if I was glad you came.
Yeah?
Well, I really wanted to say yes, but I couldn't...
and that's fucked up.
You know, it just gotten really intense with you in the Tokyo,
and you gotta admit it happened really fast.
What do you mean? We talked about this.
No, we didn't talk about this. You just called and said you were coming.
You said you wanted me to come.
- No, I never said that, Abby. - Yes, you did.
- No, I know I never said that. - Yes, you did.
Abby, I'm just not feeling it.
So now, I'm gonna do what I need to do, okay?
I gotta go.
So, you're not coming back, then?
I never said that.
This is crazy.
Abby, I'm sorry. I know this is shitty.
But I have to do what I have to do. I'm a traveler.
I'm proud of the fact that I can pack my life in two suitcases.
Cheer up. Cheer up.
I might be back.
Ethan, go fuck off. Fuck yourself.
See, I thought of all people in the world you'd understand this.
Keys are by the bed.
Please, wait.
It's Ethan. Leave a message.
Hi, it's me.
Look, I'm really sorry about telling you to go fuck yourself.
I know that this is all my fault.
You were right.
I put a lot of pressure about me coming here.
So, I just wanna tell you I'm sorry.
And I would love to talk about this.
So, call me, okay?
I'll be up.
Well, I hope everything's going good.
Thanks. Bye.
Excuse me.
Is anybody here?
Hi.
We're closed.
I don't understand.
Are you open?
The ramen is finished.
Go home. Go home
Why are you standing there? Get the hell out of here
Okay... Okay already.
What happened? What's wrong?
Who the hell knows?
I guess she is hungry.
Is she hurt?
Do you think she needs to go to the hospital?
Perhaps she will go away after she eats.
Do the foreigners eat spring onion?
They must eat spinach.
Popeye loves spinach.
I don't know what I'm doing with my life.
I'm a complete mess.
My cousin, Heather, just got her PhD.
Here I am. Four years out of college.
Phi Beta Kappa.
And I've got nothing to show for it, not one single thing.
And I thought I was so brave coming to Tokyo.
But...
Ethan...
just left me.
I'm...
I'm so alone.
Eat.
Girlie. Eat. Eat.
What?
What did she say?
No idea. She's a lunatic.
Eat, please.
Thank you.
She's nuts. Eat.
Thank you.
Eat.
It's delicious. Thanks.
Thank you.
Look. She drank all the broth.
Ra-men.
Thank you.
How much?
No, it's fine.
Are you sure? - Yes it is okay
Thank you.
Wait a minute.
No, I'm fine, thanks.
I live across the street. Right down.
Thank you.
Do you know how to cook Ramen?
Me? Of course not. It much too difficult.
You have to training to do it.
Thank you very much.
Please come back again.
Come in.
Sorry to keep you waiting. This way, please.
- Thank you - Thank you very much.
Come in.
I have your umbrella.
Oh, you didn't have to.
Please, sit down.
The ramen is finished. I'm sorry.
And I have less than 24 hours now.
And I really don't wanna go home.
Please, please call me back, okay?
I'll talk to you soon. Bye.
Sorry. Sold out.
Go home.
Can I help you?
You need a rest.
What?
Your foot.
Sit.
I think she wants to help.
Sit.
What do I do?
Okay... take this to the two ladies over there.
Here you go.
Thank you.
You're welcome.
Listen to that.
She speaks fluent Japanese.
What is up?
Welcome.
You're too late. We're sold out.
Sorry.
I knew it.
Bad luck follows me.
That girl. Is she new?
Tonight it's the International House of Ramen.
She's so cute.
She's probably married.
Why don't you ask her?
Are you kidding?
He's middle-aged
He has a big gut and doesn't speak English. Why would she be interested in him?
I should have studied more English in high school.
It's late. She should go.
She's still here?
What the hell?
Is she crazy?
Hey girlie, go home
No, I don't wanna go.
I wanna stay here.
I don't understand what you're saying.
For Japanese people it's time to go to bed.
I wanna stay here.
No.
I can't understand a word you're saying.
Go home.
Don't you have a place to sleep?
I wanna cook ramen.
What are you? The typhoon girl?
I told you to go home
No, you teach. Teacher.
Teacher?
Me? Teach you?
Teacher.
Teacher?
Are you out of your mind?
We have enough lunatics in this ramen shop. We don't need another one.
Please, let me help you around here.
Let me help you. I wanna help. Be my teacher. Teach me.
I wanna make people happy, the way you do.
I wanna make people laugh like you do.
And I know Ethan's coming back.
If I leave then I may never see him again.
- What is she saying now? - How should I know?
I think she wants me to be her teacher.
No, No crying. No crying.
Every time you come in here something weird happens.
Alright. Come back tomorrow.
Tomorrow.
Five o'clock.
Why are you hitting my hand?
Five o'clock in the morning.
You understand? Understand?
Five o'clock in the morning. - Tomorrow 5:00 a.m.
Yes. That's right. You've got it now
It's 1:00 a.m. I have to go to sleep now.
You also go to sleep now.
...Good...Good Lets all go to sleep.
Shut up already! Don't you ever stop talking?
Who the hell is that girl?
Hi. Good morning.
What the hell are you doing here?
It's 5:00 a.m.
You told me to come by at 5:00.
You're 15 minutes late.
Idiot.
So, what would you like me to do first?
Where should I start?
Clean.
What?
I'm sorry, what did you just say?
Why the hell are you coming into my house with your shoes on?
What?
Off.
Oh, sorry.
What's wrong with you?
What does "sorry" mean?
Stupid ignorant girl.
What's going on down there?
It's the lunatic... She came back.
Finish.
I mean, I figured you want me to
clean all the stuff, so
I did. I hope that's okay.
I mean, I didn't put them away, I didn't know where they went.
So...
Do you want me to chop?
No.
I washed those already.
It's washed.
What do you call this?
In Japanese, it's called "dirty".
I'm so sorry, I didn't see that.
I scrubbed, and I scrubbed it. - I'll do it.
Let me do it. - I said, no.
Please.
I want to work, please.
Clean.
Give me that.
Sit like this.
It's okay. I'll do it.
What are you afraid of?
Clean inside...
Inside the bowl.
Deep inside.
Get down inside. Deeper.
Okay, can you just stop yelling at me?
Girlie, come here...
I'm flushing your toilet.
I thought you want me to clean your toilet.
No?
What? No.
Over there? What's over there?
Asshole.
Sorry.
So is she working here now?
I wonder.
She won't last 3 days with that tyrant.
She looks terrible. Poor thing.
Do you think she'll tutor me in English?
Why would she want to waste her time with an old fart?
I'm afraid my husband will be keeping her very busy.
Of course.
I figured.
Good night.
I can't stand it.
Pathetic. Come on lover boy. Help me home.
Thank you. Good night.
Reiko, stop.
The lunatic will do it.
It's okay.
Gosh, what a hard day.
What?
What do you think you're doing?
Look.
What? You want to clean those now?
Of course you do.
You should let her go home.
Did you see what she looks like? She's a mess.
She was already a mess when she came here.
Look at what you're doing.
Mommy... I want to go home to America.
I'm still here, doing the same shit work.
Would you please call me?
Bye.
Don't touch the broth.
Listen!
Touch it again and I'll kill you. Get it?
Clean. That's your job.
How many times do I have to tell you...
...don't dump dirty water in this sink.
I told you a hundred times.
Idiot. Messing with the broth.
Stop it!
Stop making so much noise.
You are just drunk.
You're supposed to be teaching me.
That was our deal, remember?
Ramen.
Me. You teach me to cook ramen.
Cook ramen?
Grow up first.
Get this...
I'm the teacher.
You're the student.
I'll decide when you will cook ramen.
You came to me.
I didn't go out and find you.
Screw this.
This is bullshit. This is flat out abuse!
Nobody, nobody without any self respect
would put up with you.
You fascist.
I'm outta here.
What?
Here.
I'm sorry, how can I possibly forget that?
Clean, see?
Clean.
Clean the floors.
Clean the pots.
Clean the toilet, clean.
You're not listening to a thing I'm saying.
Wait a minute.
I'm trying to tell you something.
I don't understand what the hell you're saying.
And I'm sick of trying.
Goodbye.
Clean.
I'm sorry.
My dad told me I never stick to anything.
He's right.
I never manage to hold a job more than four months.
I came here because I wanted to be with my boyfriend.
And since he left...
...I've just been hanging around, waiting for him to come back.
I will clean for you.
I'll clean the windows, the pots, the floors, whatever.
I stayed up trying to think of the reason why I wanted to stay...
and the only think that I could think of...
the only reason...
was...
I want...
...to be your student.
Telephone.
What?
You need it?
Right.
The floors.
Take these...
To the two old ladies who never go home.
Please.
Thank you.
She's lucky. She has long legs.
Abby. Abby.
Money.
First month's salary. Please go.
Am I fired?
Holiday.
Where's that lazy girl?
Is she in the shop?
What is she doing?
Just go
- Ethan is such a prick! - We could have told you that?
But you didn't.
I must have left him least a hundred messages.
I don't think he listened even one of them.
What happened to you?
I walked into a door.
So, what now? You're going home, back to America, the Beautiful?
America, the bland, beige and boring.
I rather die than go back there.
No, I'm staying.
Has that job at the law firm got any better?
No, I'm not doing that anymore.
So, what are you doing?
I'm training.
To become a...
...a ramen chef.
- Isn't that the noodle shit? - Abby has gone off the deep end.
Hey!
Do you believe this girl is studying to be a ramen chef?
Ramen?
Yes, ramen.
Does she have a Japanese boyfriend?
She just got dumped.
But if you want to get laid... Try the redhead.
I have no idea.
Who cares. Look at him, he's gorgeous.
You are really studying ramen?
I'm trying to, yeah.
That's awesome.
Tell me, where did you learn to speak English so well?
I lived in Los Angeles for one year when I was a college student.
So what do you do now?
Our job is very exciting.
In America...
I think you call it "pushing papers".
These are my colleagues, Akira.
I am Akira.
And Kuma.
Call me Kuma.
- I am Abby. - Abby.
- Charlie. - Gretchen.
Toshi.
It's a pleasure to meet you all.
- Whose side do you think he plays on? - It's hard to tell, he's Japenese.
So, Toshi, where to next?
Ramen.
Bye, Gretchen.
- Bye. - Good night.
- Nice to meet you. - Bye.
Do you guys have any money for cigarettes?
Here you go.
Thanks, Charlie. What time is it anyway?
It's almost 5:00.
Thank you for taking us out tonight.
You are welcome.
See you again?
For sure.
I'll give you my card.
Thank you.
Toshi Iwamoto.
Thanks.
Good night.
- Have a beautiful morning. - Nice meeting all of you.
- Call me. - What's he doing?
Bitch!
Call me.
She's priceless.
Maezumi, Good morning.
Morning.
You remember my son?
Hello.
He's doing very well in his training.
Soon the Grand Master will give him his blessing.
And I'll have my successor.
Oh, Maezumi...
Say hello to your wife.
Bastard.
A bowl of ramen is a self-contained universe...
With life from the sea
The mountains and the earth.
All existing in perfect harmony.
Harmony is essential.
What holds it all together...
...is the broth.
The broth...
gives life to the ramen.
Understand?
So with that in mind, observe the ramen.
Observe the ramen.
Why are you looking at me? Look at the ramen.
Let me try.
The spinach.
Here.
Pork
This...
at 2:00.
What are you? Idiot?
What are you doing?
I know the problem.
Your forehead is too small.
A small forehead means a small brain.
Like a monkey.
You should be swinging from a tree screaming ''kya kya kya".
Screaming like a monkey.
Can you show me? Show me.
If you just look at the ramen you'll feel it.
Please tell me what you mean.
Listen! Listen! Stop thinking about words!
Use your heart!
The hell with this book!
What, are you crazy?
'Crazy'? I understand the word, 'crazy'.
I know what 'crazy' means.
Monkey brain!
Will you hire an interpreter before we all go crazy?
She doesn't need one.
She's completely frustrated.
It's not as if she doesn't understand.
She understands everything I'm saying.
But she's is so stubborn...
and so on edge, she doesn't realize she understands.
What are you talking about?
She can't understand a word you say.
It's simple! Learn to cook ramen. ...Simple!
Fine.
You two can kill each other
I'm so fucking wasted I'm about to collapse.
You got any beer?
Sure.
Thanks.
Drama. Total fucking drama.
You would not believe the stuff I've been through tonight.
The creep who pays the rent on my apartment keeps bringing home his asshole friends,
asking me to do them favors and stuff.
Once in a while, okay, I mean it's a great freakin' apartment,
but there is a limit.
Tonight, I get back from the bar, there he is with Godzilla man,
asking me to do him another favor.
I lost it.
If you think I look like shit, you should see the apartment.
So, do you think I could crash here?
You?
Hi.
Hi, Abby.
Hi.
What a coincidence.
Gretchen didn't tell me you are living here.
Gretchen is full of surprises tonight.
She's right in here.
- Please, come in. - Thanks.
Where should I put the suitcases?
Anywhere you want, doesn't matter.
Gretchen.
I really need to sleep, honey.
Toshi's here.
Great.
- She's a sleep. - Yeah, she looked really tired.
What happened? - She called me and asked me if I have a car.
Yeah? - She sound very upset. Her life is very complicated.
Tell me about it.
Well... probably I should go.
- Sorry to bother you. - No.
Wait.
Do you want something to drink before you go?
I mean, you come all this way.
Personally, I could really use a beer.
Yeah, me too.
Okay.
That's the ramen shop where I work.
- Easy commute. - Oh, yeah.
Your boss, he speaks English?
- Not a word. - Really?
I can't understand a word he tells me,
not to mention he's psychotic.
He keeps trying to kill me.
Why do you stay?
Maybe it's because I have nowhere else to go?
That's just pathetic.
No.
I think you're on a path to something.
One day I'm sure I will taste Abby's ramen.
Yes.
So, what about you? What's your path?
My path.
Typical Japanese.
Work in a big company...
get married, have children...
grandchildren...
grow old, then die.
That's just grim.
Back in college I learned music.
- I had band. - That's cool.
Most of the time we just got really drunk.
And we were talking about how we are going to make revolution
in the Japanese music world.
Then of course, we became salarymen.
It's what our parents wanted.
My parents would only be happy
if I became a partner at a major law firm.
Strange.
Who'd to think we have the same problem?
That's right. Interesting.
Somewhere along the way...
I just forgot what I wanted to do with my life.
Sometimes... when I wake up in the morning I can't breathe.
That's probably why I started this icky habit.
Sorry, I smoked your last one, then. I don't have any.
Wanna take a walk?
It's monsoon.
I guess I should go home now. Almost the morning.
Have you ever been to the ramen museum in Yokohama?
There's a ramen museum in Yokohama?
You kidding me.
I'm not kidding you.
Really?
- Yeah, really. - Okay, I have to see it.
Let's go there next weekend.
Yeah, okay.
- Great. - I'll let Gretchen know.
I don't think she's intsrested.
Yeah, but it woud be awkward.
She's my friend. I have to let her know.
You guys are going out and all.
The first night you took a taxicab home together.
No. No, no, no.
She just share the cab with me.
So it's okay I call you?
Yeah.
It's okay, you call me.
We do not celebrate Christmas.
But Shintaro always loved the holiday.
We'd buy a little tree just for him.
I don't understand you.
Merry Christmas!
What's all this crap?
Be nice. Abby-san wanted to decorate.
It looks like Disneyland.
It's not that bad. Maybe it helps her feel more at home.
If she wants to feel at home, she can go back to America.
Yankee, go home now!
I'm sorry, I thought the decorations would look nice.
What's this?
I bought them at the market.
This isn't McDonald's.
Look.
Look at the color.
The texture.
I think corn can be beautiful.
Beautiful.
Beautiful?
Are you crazy?
It's decoration
Just like all this crap you hung on my walls.
I don't want to interfere
But when someone gives you a gift, you should accept it graciously.
Wow!
What's this?
The shop looks great!
We're closed.
I'm not here for ramen tonight.
What then?
An insignificant gift.
Merry Christmas.
Thank you.
Merry Christmas.
Hey, Japan, I was fired tonight.
On Christmas Eve.
Heartless Japanese.
Cold blooded Japan.
I'll tell you one thing.
Nobody is running this goddess out of town.
The longer I'm here...
the more I realize... I don't understand anything or anybody.
Like, my boss.
I used to think it was the language.
And now... now I realize I just don't get him at all.
It's a bowl of soup. Tell the man to get over it.
No, no.
There's something about the Japanese and making the perfect bowl of soup.
It's kind of beautiful. It's like, with each bowl...
you try to get closer to perfection.
I think that's beautiful.
- Ain't that beautiful? - It's insane.
Listen to me.
The only way you're going to survive in this country,
is to do what everybody else does...
Drink.
Merry Christmas.
I'm so full.
When I was a kid,
I came here one time with my school.
The other kids always made fun of me because
my grandparents came fom Korea.
I wanted to run away from those kids
and sneak onto that ship.
I want to go away from Japan, to somewhere.
Where?
I don't know.
I just want to go away from Japan.
You are cold.
I should take you home.
No, I don't wanna go home.
I'd rather be here with you.
What's she doing?
Whenever she comes here, she makes a mess.
Who is she?
She works for Master Maezumi.
He's training her to be a ramen chef.
Crazy fool. Has he gone completely mad?
Hey guys...
I'll bet she keeps him young in his old age.
I'm sure he makes her squel and cry.
Hello, everybody.
You're having a good laugh.
Oh, Maezumi.
You're the one laughing at us.
Teaching a blonde haired woman ramen.
It's none of your business what I do.
You're a disgrace!
The Grand Master gave you his blessing.
What do you think he'd say about this?
He would say...
'Oh, Maezumi, I'll bless your student's ramen'.
The Maezumi family in heaven will cheer:
Ramen, rah! rah! rah! Maezumi, rah! rah! rah!
You stink. It's morning and you're already drunk.
If I knew I was going to see you, I would have drank more.
Right.
The Master's coming in two months to taste my son's ramen.
and give him his blessing.
- Hello. - Hello.
While he's here...
why don't you give him the pleasure
of tasting the blonde's ramen as well?
Those heavenly cheerleaders chanting: 'rah! rah! rah!' ...would be interesing.
I'd like to see that.
He'll taste the girl's broth...
and he'll give her his blessing.
You really think so?
If not...
I'll stop cooking ramen.
"It's true...I swear it..."
Abby, look.
Look at the broth.
Chicken...
Pork bones.
Will you stop using your head?
Feel it.
Experience it with your body.
I don't understand you,
and stop hitting me.
I don't understand that, I don't understand...
Like a broken record.
Go finish the dough.
Sensei...
Who's that guy in the photos?
What?
Photos.
You know, the one you cry over.
What are you babbling about, now?
He's handsome.
Paris.
Who do you think you are?
Have you been spying on me?
Your job is to wash the toilet.
I'll break your head.
I knew we'd all go crazy!
Don't hit me.
Where are you going, tough guy?
Tough guy?
What? You can dish it out but you can't take it?
Yes, I gotcha!
What? What's wrong?
That boy in the pictures is Shintaro Our son.
He sent me this scarf.
My husband hasn't spoken to him in five years.
I don't understand.
You look so serious.
My boss wants me to go to Shanghai.
Oh, no.
I've heard this before. For how long?
- Three years. - Three years?
- How long have you known about this? - Since a couple of days.
You're not going, are you?
I have to go. It's my obligation.
My God.
You did it again.
I don't want to leave you. - Then tell them to send somebody else.
That's not how it works in Japan.
If the company wants you to go, you have to go.
Then how can you spend three more years in a job that you can't stand? How?
Why don't you just tell them to go to hell and do something.
Something that you really love, something for yourself?
And don't say it's because you're Japanese because that's just not an excuse.
I am Japanese.
Why do Americans think everybody should be like them?
Right. I've said everything that I can say. Really.
- Abby. - What?
Would you please come with me?
Where? Shanghai?
Yes.
We could be together.
Please, don't do this to me.
Please, Abby.
Please
come with me.
Please, will you taste my broth?
Please, Sensei.
What are you doing?
I did everything I saw you do.
Everything.
No spirit.
I'll miss you.
I'll miss you too.
Are you sure you won't come with me to the airport?
No, no.
That'd be too sad.
Can you just tell me again...
just one more time...
you really, really want me to go with you?
Go.
You could miss your flight.
Sensei, wait.
Sensei, please help me.
I keep trying and I never get it.
Please.
Teach me how to have
Spirit.
Are you at home?
Are you here?
Where...
Mother...
I need your help.
Her broth is bland.
I wonder why.
She's mastered the technique perfectly.
Sometimes to much technical training can get in the way.
You cook with your head.
Understand?
Your head...
is full of noise.
You must learn...
to cook from the quieter place
deep inside of you.
But how?
Every bowl of ramen that you prepare...
is a gift for your customer.
The food that you serve your customer
becomes a part of them.
It contains your spirit.
That's why your ramen must be an expression of pure love.
A gift...
from your heart.
Do you understand?
Mother.
Thank you very much.
I don't know anything about love.
Everytime I feel it...
it's gone.
It disappears.
And all I have left is...
pain...
and sadness.
Begin by putting your tears into your broth.
Good night.
Abby's ramen.
Trial run.
Thank you.
Eat up!
Thanks.
Thank you very much.
The noodles are good.
Very good.
They liked the noodles.
What about the broth?
We'll see.
Not bad.
Not bad at all.
Not bad.
I wonder...
Do you think I'll ever get married?
I doubt it.
I don't want to spend the rest of my life alone.
What the hell is wrong with you?
I miss my hometown in Okinawa.
What wrong with you people?
Mental patients!
Poochie.
Why did he have to die?
He was like a son to me.
Poor little dog.
My husband...
hasn't laid a finger on me...
in fifteen years!
What the hell is going on here?
Have some of Abby's ramen.
I didn't drink the broth.
Grand Master... Grand Master...
Welcome Master.
Be careful.
Grand Master...
Please...
Look at it. It's perfect.
But what does it taste like?
I have a successor!
Thank you.
Thank you very much.
What are those green things?
Peppers.
And the red?
- Tomatoes. - Oh, my God...
It's Italian.
There's corn floating in there, too!
Young lady... What do you call this dish?
Goddess ramen.
Grand Master.
It's good.
But you need more time... and more restraint.
I cannot give you my blessing.
Hey.
Let me know when you're ready to sell.
I'm planning on expanding.
What happened?
Sit.
I'm sorry.
You're sorry?
Really...
You're a selfish stubborn girl.
You had to have your way.
Corn...
Peppers...
Goddess Ramen...
I couldn't believe it.
You have no respect.
Do you understand what I'm saying?
- A little. - A little.
Almost one year and you still can't understand Japanese.
You really are an impossible ignorant girl.
I just needed to create something for myself.
Myself.
What is this 'self', huh?
My son Shintaro...
also said 'myself, myself' all the time.
'Dad, I want to study French cooking.'
He left.
He went to France.
Paris.
He didn't want to be the successor of a dirty ramen shop.
Anyway...
A great ramen chef...
must have a successor.
Without a successor, his life is meaningless.
And then you came walking into my shop, crying...
'Teach me Ramen'.
I trained you...
just like I trained my son.
Everyone said I would break you.
They worried you would quit.
But, Abby...you're still here.
Really...
you have the Japanese spirit.
As for me...
I'm finished.
I worked everyday for 45 years. Now my time is over.
Understand?
Impossible girl.
Doesn't understand anything.
Where's that stupid book of yours?
Successor.
You... my successor.
I'd be honored.
We'll miss you, Abby.
Write us a letter.
Come see the summer festival.
There's still time before you have to go.
Where's sensei?
I can't leave without saying goodbye to sensei.
- It's Abby-san. - Abby-san.
- Put Abby-san up on the shrine. - Abby-san, ride the shrine.
4 Tokyos, 1 Goddess and 1 Maezumi special.
In a minute. - Abby, there's a guy, he says he knows you.
- Who is he? From where? - I don't know.
Good evening.
I hated my job, so I did what you would do.
I quit.
I started to write music again.
Welcome to my Ramen Shop.