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2018
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RIKI
I am Riki. But what can Riki mean that already my eyes have not said?
AOYAGI
I feel a strange unrest—that is happiness.
RIKI
Come!
AOYAGI
First let me speak to Obaa-San.
RIKI
Look—out there—a mountain gleaming in the fresh spring air.—Amongst the trees I know a glade that waits for you and me.—A little stream comes plashing by and silver fishes leap from pool to pool—dazzling jewels in the leaf-broken sunlight. Tall bamboo trees planted deep in the father earth reach up to the sky.—And there the hand of some great god can reach down to us and feed our happiness—
AOYAGI
Riki—I must go—I feel the strong hand leading me—I feel the happy pain—I long—I would stay with Obaa-San; but, Riki, I must go.—Yon mountain gleaming in the sun—the bamboo trees—the silver fishes—you—
[Obaa-San enters carrying an armful of wistaria blossoms. She is radiant. Then—she sees the lovers—and she understands. The blossoms slip from her arms.
OBAA-SAN
When do you go?
AOYAGI
Obaa-San, my mother—something outside of me calls and I must obey.
OBAA-SAN
I understand.—It must be wonderful, my little daughter.
AOYAGI
Mother!—This is Riki.
OBAA-SAN
Riki!—See that you bring her happiness.
RIKI
I could not fail. I have searched for her always.
OBAA-SAN
We always search for someone—we humans.—Sometimes we find—sometimes we wait always.
AOYAGI
Riki, I must not go. Obaa-San is my mother—and I am all she has.
OBAA-SAN
Yes, Aoyagi, you are all I have and that is why I can let you go. Be happy—
AOYAGI
But you, my mother.
OBAA-SAN
For my sake, be happy. Some day I shall be Obaa-San no more—and what of you then? Go, my little darling, go with Riki.—Some day, you will return.
RIKI
We shall return some day, Obaa-San.
AOYAGI
Farewell.
[Very simply she steps into Obaa-San's outstretched arms and then, as though they had been forever empty, Obaa-San stands gazing into space with her arms outstretched. Aoyagi and Riki go out.
OBAA-SAN
Hai!—Hai!
[She lays her hand upon her heart and, looking into space, turns to the house. There is the empty tree—her empty heart! The Gaki comes in.
THE GAKI
Oi! Obaa-San!
[Obaa-San turns mechanically.
OBAA-SAN
Did you not find your way?
THE GAKI
I found my way.—But why this unhappiness in your eyes?
I am Riki. But what can Riki mean that already my eyes have not said?
AOYAGI
I feel a strange unrest—that is happiness.
RIKI
Come!
AOYAGI
First let me speak to Obaa-San.
RIKI
Look—out there—a mountain gleaming in the fresh spring air.—Amongst the trees I know a glade that waits for you and me.—A little stream comes plashing by and silver fishes leap from pool to pool—dazzling jewels in the leaf-broken sunlight. Tall bamboo trees planted deep in the father earth reach up to the sky.—And there the hand of some great god can reach down to us and feed our happiness—
AOYAGI
Riki—I must go—I feel the strong hand leading me—I feel the happy pain—I long—I would stay with Obaa-San; but, Riki, I must go.—Yon mountain gleaming in the sun—the bamboo trees—the silver fishes—you—
[Obaa-San enters carrying an armful of wistaria blossoms. She is radiant. Then—she sees the lovers—and she understands. The blossoms slip from her arms.
OBAA-SAN
When do you go?
AOYAGI
Obaa-San, my mother—something outside of me calls and I must obey.
OBAA-SAN
I understand.—It must be wonderful, my little daughter.
AOYAGI
Mother!—This is Riki.
OBAA-SAN
Riki!—See that you bring her happiness.
RIKI
I could not fail. I have searched for her always.
OBAA-SAN
We always search for someone—we humans.—Sometimes we find—sometimes we wait always.
AOYAGI
Riki, I must not go. Obaa-San is my mother—and I am all she has.
OBAA-SAN
Yes, Aoyagi, you are all I have and that is why I can let you go. Be happy—
AOYAGI
But you, my mother.
OBAA-SAN
For my sake, be happy. Some day I shall be Obaa-San no more—and what of you then? Go, my little darling, go with Riki.—Some day, you will return.
RIKI
We shall return some day, Obaa-San.
AOYAGI
Farewell.
[Very simply she steps into Obaa-San's outstretched arms and then, as though they had been forever empty, Obaa-San stands gazing into space with her arms outstretched. Aoyagi and Riki go out.
OBAA-SAN
Hai!—Hai!
[She lays her hand upon her heart and, looking into space, turns to the house. There is the empty tree—her empty heart! The Gaki comes in.
THE GAKI
Oi! Obaa-San!
[Obaa-San turns mechanically.
OBAA-SAN
Did you not find your way?
THE GAKI
I found my way.—But why this unhappiness in your eyes?
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