Cutie and the Boxer

Gyu-chan...

- It's your birthday. - Huh?

Damn... I'm finally 80 years old.

- You wearing those? - No, these are for you!

Oh. What a surprising birthday present.

Look at these ducks.

Quack, quack.

Where are the candles?

We don't have 80 candles.

- We only have a "three." - Three is fine.

You have to blow it out.

You have cake all over your face.

I really don't care!

I don't listen to you.

That's how I... keep young.

It's nothing to do with you turning 80. You've never listened.

So isn't it about time you listened?

? Food, sex, sleep ?

? Money, health, flow ?

? Speed, love, nurse ?

? Peace, hair, clothes ?

? Dreams, space, fate ?

? Trouble, home, flower ?

? Push, murder, breeze ?

? Water, curves, tan ?

? Alone, mirror, truth ?

? Mother, risk, fall ?

? Shock, color, caress ?

? Hands ?

? Good ?

? Nasty, heat, please ?

? Wit, whims, sperm ?

? Just, you, fool ?

? Empty, laughs, skin ?

? Different, smell, third eye ?

? Hunt, time, fight ?

? Sacrifice ?

? Nicotine, youth ?

? Sane, lies, blue ?

? Info, clear, noise ?

? Reason, teasing ?

? Honesty, hard, soft ?

? Beauty, danger ?

? Curves, tan ?

? Alone, mirror, truth ?

? Mother, risk, fall ?

? Shock ?

? Pain, body, fame ?

? Hear me, free me ?

? Eat me, kill me ?

? Give me, form me ?

? Game me ?

? Heaven, cold ?

? Jealous, release ?

? Subtle, nature ?

? Shelter, energy ?

? Flavor, control ?

? Dirt, street ?

? Scream, ideas ?

? True, hell ?

Here you go. Let's go.

Here, let's go.

We've got water dripping into our bedroom from the third floor.

I'll bring it up to here.

Just a minute.

All right.

It's like Niagara Falls.

OK. Let's go.

You know we haven't paid this month's rent? Landlord sent us a bill.

And we need to pay utilities or they will shut them off.

How much do we need?

Too scary to think about...

$1,000.

The rent plus $1,000. That would be enough for a while.

OK. We're here. Let's go.

Open sesame.

Boom.

OK, go ahead.

- You don't have to hold it. - No, no, we have to do it together.

Remove the one underneath. Pull more. A little more.

I'm putting everything into my next show.

Maybe I can sell. I have to sell.

This cardboard motorcycle is my pride.

My pride and a chance... to show everyone.

With this show, my reputation is going to go like:

Bam!

- The headlight is too big. - The headlight?

- Maybe we should redo it. - Too big? It's too late.

You can't tell what it is.

I guess after painting, it will look more like something.

Yeah.

I'm not his assistant.

It's better I make mine... my work.

But sometimes I help

because it's an emergency.

Because I'm husband!

You are so pitiful.

Be careful.

Don't get mugged on the way home.

I'm sure you can tell Noriko doesn't really want to help.

She is just an assistant.

The average one has to support the genius.

That's what I think.

It's done.

Big Blue's defense step it up again.

Look at that big sack by Justin Tuck

on the Giants' 7-yard line.

Gyu-chan! Dinner is ready.

This red snapper is delicious.

But it's so cheap.

My cooking is expensive.

Yeah.

This would cost ten times more in a restaurant.

It's like you get to eat in an expensive restaurant every day.

What's the problem?

I've spent a lot of time on this meal

and the way you gobble it up is so gross.

That's why I hate eating together.

I made it all pretty

but you quickly make a big mess.

This soup is excellent.

Do you know the correct way to eat a cherry tomato?

Tomato?

Look what happens when you do it the wrong way.

OK, didn't come out this time.

What the hell are you doing?

You should just throw it up and catch it.

- You should try. - I can't.

OK, I'll give it a go.

Go ahead.

There's no way you can do it.

I almost had it.

I'm hopeless.

I give up.

You did it.

Remember in Spielberg's movie?

I think it was Raiders of the Lost Ark...

I don't remember.

There's a scene where they poison food like this and someone's about to eat it.

But right then, this monkey grabs it and eats it and it dies.

But the Spielberg film we saw the other day was horrible.

You mean the last Indiana Jones?

Yeah. It sucked.

Are you sure it was Spielberg?

Yeah, he's done. He's too old.

I love Jaws. Jaws was the best.

You always say the first work is the best.

Yeah. Young Spielberg.

But you could say the same for artists, their first work is always the best.

Yeah, I guess.

It's the later work where things get tough.

So if that's the case, there is no hope.

Why continue?

Does it fit?

Yeah, it does. It does.

No, it won't fit.

- What's wrong? - It's bent there.

OK, there it goes.

I got it. Nut, nut, nut.

Gyu-chan, hold the other side.

I need a nut!

Right, right, right. Little more, little more.

This show in New York which we call

"Shinohara: Wham! Pow! Vroom!"

is the idea of action

and also "Vroom!" for his motorcycle,

because Shinohara has been making sculpture, you know,

since the beginning of his artistic career.

He's been famous for, you know, years.

But now is maybe one of his key moments.

In the 1960s,

a Japanese painter came to New York

seeking to create art

that would reflect the city's prosperity and chaos.

This artist is Ushio Shinohara.

Early morning in SoHo:

cardboard has been discarded in the streets,

and by walking a couple of blocks from his loft,

Shinohara can collect all he needs for his day's work.

At the moment, he is preparing a new sculpture

using great amounts of cardboard

while his wife, Noriko, works on her own paintings.

As a young man in Tokyo,

he emerged as a leader

in Japan's avant-garde art movement

with his imitation of American pop art

and action painting.

The quality of Ushio Shinohara's art

is, to say the least, in some doubt,

but it does illustrate

the rather frenetic spirit of rebellion

among some young people--

and not only in Japan, throughout the world.

When he arrived in the United States,

he was at once in the limelight of the mass media.

It is said Shinohara is the most famous

of the poor and struggling artists in New York.

While his works are exhibited across Japan,

American collectors often say,

"That's a wonderful image but not my taste,"