Dear Brother (Oniisama e) - Full Episode 7 (Official & HQ with subtitles)

Dear Brother...
A golden bowl, on the right hand
A silver bowl, on the left
Never equal without the other
Those two bowls in each of us;
Those two invisible bowls.
The golden bowl, filled with happiness
Shines with a warm radiance
The overflowing love I've felt since I met you
Couldn't possibly be held in the golden bowl
A golden rapture,
A silver sadness
Let us lay down everything that has passed
So that only you may be held, So that only love may be held,
Let us empty those twin bowls.
That's great. Next, Ms. Misonoo.
Yes!
Quit the Sorority.
Withdraw on your own accord.
We simply cannot tolerate such foul play!
Thank you. That's enough.
What's wrong? You don't look good.
Yes...
Next, Ms. Yoshimoto.
Yes!
Those unworthy should quit the Sorority.
What the... This is some loser's rubbish...
Don't let it bother you.
Rise!
You know, I found a lovely coffee shop near the station.
I'm going home by myself.
Don't say that. Let's go together. It's on me.
No. Go on ahead.
It's really delicious! The desserts are just heavenly.
Let me throw this into the incinerator first.
What is that?
It was in my desk this morning.
Bye!
Episode 7 Clocktower in Darkness
Dear Brother...
I don't know when it all went wrong.
I don't know what I did wrong.
Since childhood I always wanted to be loved by people around me.
But only just a little.
Just a little, that's all I wished for.
Just a little, without hurting or being hurt.
I thought I deserved at least that much.
No, I think so even now.
So why do I, who wished for that, have to be
scorned and resented viciously by others?
What on earth did I do?
No, I don't want this... This isn't right!
This is the clocktower?
Ms. M, thinking of you has turned me into ashes.
Say you love me just once.
That way, I can live on.
I want you.
I'm not alone.
There have been many before me
who have come here to cry.
All of them came here,
even before my arrival.
There are people who came here to cry, other than me.
When they lost love, and when they lost friendship,
When they could not bear the weight of their lives
When their hearts were burning with intense love
When they were so discouraged over their losses
They found, in this tower, a place to escape to.
To embrace themselves and wet their knees with warm tears.
Last year, the year before last, and many, many years before that...
For all that immeasurable time, those young women came to share their pain.
Their sorrow, their youth, etched into the walls of this tower...
What's that sound?
Lady Saint-Just...
Cigarettes. She's smoking cigarettes?
Delinquent.
This person's a delinquent.
Excuse me...
Could you get them?
Eh?
Ah... Yes.
So this is what I heard downstairs just now.
The noise came from here.
And all these marks...
Today wasn't the first time.
Ah, this...
This silhouette...
It's Lady Miya's.
There's no mistake, it's Lady Miya's silhouette.
Thanks.
Um... is that Lady Miya?
Yes.
Why?
Right where her heart is...so deep and so many times...
"Like the rain which falls in this world,"
Huh?
"The tears also fall in my heart."
"What is it for, this sadness which creeps into my heart?"
"What is this sadness for?"
"What is this sadness for?"
Saint-Just...
Saint-Just...
That name has an echo of loneliness in it...
And Lady Saint-Just and Lady Miya,
there's a mystery between them I cannot imagine to understand.
"Like the rain, the tears fall in my heart."
Saint-Just.
I wonder who was it that named her 'Saint-Just'.
Just who exactly is 'Saint-Just'?
I only have twelve minutes to catch that train, or I'll be late!
Twelve minutes! Here we go!
Safe.
Nanako said she can't go with you anymore.
Don't you know?
A Sorority Member is involved with a lot of other things and people.
I was just asked to deliver this message to you.
I want to hear that directly from her. Where is she now?!
You're one stubborn girl. If you're her friend, try to understand.
What?
Nanako didn't want to hurt you,
that's why she asked me to talk to you instead.
Who's hurt? Don't take me for a fool!
Good morning.
Good morning.
Can I call you some evening? Maybe.
Misonoo! You're going shopping for material for the pajamas we're sewing, right?
Oh, for the Home Economics Club...
We need it by next week. Let's get some on our way home, okay?
Ah, yeah... but...
You have something else you're busy with?
Yes, in the library.
My.
There's a book that I'm looking for.
If I don't go today, I'd have to go next week, so...
To study?
No, not that.
Okay, okay, I won't force you.
Then can I choose yours too?
Huh?
You can go to the library if you let me.
Can I borrow your light?
If you're caught, you'll be suspended from school...or expelled!
I adore explusion.
I'll hold on to those.
And I adore...
Here.
Do your wounds still hurt?
No...
Really.
How should I research this?
You'll find it on the bookshelf over there.
Thank you.
Um, the shelf over there... Huh?
You wanted to research the French Revolution and Saint-Just, right?
Huh? How did you...
All the first-years' routine.
In three months since entrance, they'll all end up in the French Revolution corner.
Ah, I'm not particularly...
It's okay, it's okay.
It's better to read books than not to.
Whatever the reason may be.
I'll show you the way.
I'm sorry.
This one, and this.
You should be all set with these.
Thank you.
How funny!
So then I saw Ide and Kooriyama in the Paris Hotel...
And, and? And what happened?
Well, you know Urayama...?
Yeah, yeah!
Hey! Where do you think you are?
This is a library! A library!
Take your gossip outside.
Yes...
Hi, I would like to borrow these.
Really, I can't read in peace even in the library.
You really like to read, don't you?
Are you surprised?
Yes? Yes, a little.
There was once someone who said the same thing.
Lady Saint-Just did?
Yes.
Rei transferred here during junior high.
She was so unlike the others.
Always reading by herself
as if she had no interest in reality.
Watch out!
Not bad. What are you reading?
Nothing about sports, for sure.
Oh, this is Verlaine.
"As the rain falls..." Right?
What a surprise. Pretty good.
And now we're even, aren't we.
After that, I took her to the Basketball Club.
She was in the Basketball Club?
A star player from the moment she joined.
Rei was full of life when she was playing basketball.
Her eyes sparkled.
I liked watching Rei like that, or so I told myself.
But that wasn't it.
I was attracted to her ethereal, inhuman existence.
And to those eyes, with such a distant look in them.
Distant?
What have those eyes seen? What lies deep within her soul?
- What a great smell!
- Huh?
Oh, this is the smell of someone baking cookies.
Oh yes, Tomoko's cooking club is today.
You're really something!
Making overtures not only to Lady Miya...
but now to Prince Kaoru, as well!
You take after your mother, the hostess.
Who will "talk" to anyone, right?
What do you want?
Here. You left this at school.
It was in the incinerator.
Look at that...Miss Sorority has fallen!
Nanako!
Are you all right? Nanako, Nanako!
Hey, you! What did you do to Nanako?!
We didn't do anything.
We didn't do anything!
That's right. She fell down by herself!
LIsten! If I see this again,
I'll never forgive you!
If you want to get to her, you're going to have to go through me first!
Tomoko.
Tomoko.
You know...
It's fine, if you want to call me.
Tomoko...
No, on second thought, I'll call you. Like always.
Léon de Saint-Just was a young knight.
At 18, his heart broken by love, he was a dissolute young Parisan.
He attended Darcy University and studied Law.
After the French Revolution, he joined Robespierre of the Jacobin Club
and he sent many nobels and royals to the guillotine.
His feminine beauty, much like a woman's,
and his absolute cruelty made him both a feared and hated person.
He became known as the Angel of Death.
In 1794, his party lost power,
and at a young age of 27, together with his friend Robespierre,
they were both executed by the guillotine.
"Like the rain which falls in this world, tears also fall in my heart."
"What is it creeping in my heart, filling it with sadness..."
The Angel of Death
That was Saint-Just of the French Revolution
He gazed into death, even his own, with cool detachment.
Does her nickname reveal the sad vision which is reflected in her eyes?
Could it be a vision of death?
Brother...
I dreamt an awesome dream last Sunday
But when it saw you,
Surprised, the dream just flew away
I would never lose
So just for you
I have rushed and tried so hard
This feeling of love, staying in my heart
bewildered by the mischievous fairies' game
dances to and fro, always capricious