Every day seems Sunday, episode 1
Translated by Ya-chan & Kokusho-chan
Paid for by DOMO, Manna, and Studio Hooseki

     
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YUUMI:          No, stop it! Don't follow me. Please. 
GUY:            Wait! No, no. You're misunderstanding. 
YUUMI:          No, no. Stop it. Help!
GUY:            No, no. Please don't go away, dear.  (*1)
                (( The truck is approaching Yuumi ))
GUY:            Watch out!
                (( Toru hits his back on the road ))
GUY:            Ouch!
YUUMI:          Oh, are you all right? Ahhh...
                Are you all right?
                Please....say something! Don't die!
GUY:            I'm all right, dear.
                I just wanted you to share some of  that.  
                (( Pointing the Mac bag ))
                I was starving to death.
YUUMI:          No! Don't die!
GUY:            I'm all right. I won't die.
                (( The ambulance is coming. ))
YUUMI:          I'm sorry, really sorry!
                I, I....
                (( The girl runs away. ))
GUY:            ( I did a bad thing to her... )
                ( Anyway, I'm hungry. )
     
(( Title ))     
                        EVERYDAY IS SUNDAY 
     
(( Opening song, partial ))
                Take me 
                Into the wind.
                When I'm with you       
                Everyday is Sunday.
                At lunch break on the school ground
                You kick a ball
                Further than anybody else.
                Although you forgot your homework, 
                You look cool.
                You are confident
                Yesterday with your serious look,
                "The future will be...",
                You said, though.
                ........
     
(( In the shower room ))
GIRL1:          They say many pick-pocket crimes were reported recently
                        in the Tawagoto precinct.       
GIRL2:          This is a peaceful town, though. 
GIRL3:          You know, they say he's very skilled. 
GIRL2:          But he looks ugly.       
YUUMI:          ( Pick pocket.... )
     
(( In Yuumi's room ))
YUUMI:          ( Hmm. Assignment report: "Why I became a police woman". )
                ( My name is Yuumi Takeshita. Age: 22. )
                ( I am a new police woman who started her new post at the 
                        Tawagoto precinct last month. )  (*2)
                ( When I was in 8th grade, I fell in love with working for 
                        justice. )
                ( And being a police woman was just right for it. ) 
                ( But that's not all. )
                ( I'm looking for someone...
                                my wonderful prince...my knight! )
                (( Yuumi throws her pillow up. ))   
     
(( Episode title ))
                EPISODE 1
                EVERYDAY IS A POLICE WOMAN       
     
WOMAN:          Hey! A pick pocket! Somebody! Catch him!
     
YUUMI:          Great. My first arrest!
     
                (( Yuumi is running. ))
YUUMI:          Where's the pick pocket?
     
                (( At the dead end, a guy is trying to climb over the wall. )) 
                (( Yuumi grabs the guy's clothe. And throws him against the 
                        wall. ))
GUY:            What are you doing!? Stop it!
YUUMI:          You're under arrest for pick pocketing. 
GUY:            No, it's a mistake! I was chasing, too!
                The suspect ran away climbing over that wall! 
YUUMI:          Do you think I would believe such an excuse?
                Just give up. You can't get out of this one! 
                (( She sees a scar on his hand. ))
GUY:            I'm telling the truth! Please believe me!
COP:            You've done a great job. The credit is all yours.
                (( He is hand-cuffed. ))
GUY:            No. You're mistaken. Help me, dear. 
YUUMI:          ( Dear...? )
                You're mistaken. I'm innocent! It's not me. Please let me go.
YUUMI:          Ah, ah... Oh, wait!  (( The police car has gone. ))
     
(( At the police station. ))
YUUMI:          I'm sorry, terribly sorry.
GUY:            It's OK. I can forget about it since you're pretty. 
CHIEF:          In fact, we have had many pick pocket crimes reported 
                                in this precinct recently.
                And I'm sorry for the trouble. 
                Tell me your name again, please. 
TORU:           Ichidaiji, Toru Ichidaiji. That's my name.
                I'm a magician.
                (( He shows his tricks. ))
                Excuse me. (( He put  his hand into the Chief's pocket. )) 
                (( He pulls scarves out of the Chief's pocket. ))
                (( Turns it into rose, puts it on Yuumi's cap. )) 
                Bye. (( He walks away. ))
     
(( Outside of the building. ))
TORU:           What a day today was... 
YUUMI:          Excuse me, Ichidaiji-san. 
                I'm terribly sorry for today. 
TORU:           That's all right, all right. 
YUUMI:          But I still feel guilty. 
                Please let me treat you dinner for you.
TORU:           Well......
YUUMI:          Please!
TORU:           OK, if you insist.
YUUMI:          Thank you very much!
     
(( In the bath ))
YUUMI:          ( Does Ichidaiji-san think I'm a stupid girl? )
                ( But, I made an appointment for a date with him. ) 
                (( Day dreaming ))
     
                (( Girls are carrying Yuumi. ))
GIRL1:          Gee. Yuumi-chan lost her consciousness.
GIRL2:          Because she was thinking about something in the bath for one 
                        hour!
     
(( In Yuumi's room ))
YUUMI:          Time for the date. What am I going to wear?
                Hmm... Well....
                This is a bit loud, isn't it?  (( flowery skirt )) 
                Yes, this is it.
                Now to go to the prince's castle.
     
(( At TORU's apartment. ))
                (( On the door: THE GREAT MAGICIAN, TORU ICHIDAIJI ))
YUUMI:          Ichidaiji-san, Ichidaiji Toru-san.
                Good morning!
TORU:           Oh, it's you. Yeah, we have a date today. 
WOMAN:          Ahhh (( yawning )), who is it?
TORU:           It's Yuumi-han. The police woman I told you about. ( *3) 
WOMAN:          Good morning.
YUUMI:          Good morning.
                Icidaiji-san helped me.
                ( Of course it's not unusual that Ichidaiji-san has a lover. )
WOMAN:          How do you do?
YUUMI:          I'm fine, thank you. 
                (( The woman is watching through the window. ))
WOMAN:          ( Spring has come to Toru-chan finally.)
                (( On the wall: ALL NIGHT MAHJONGG GAMES ))
                Ahhh (( yawning )). Oh, no. She may be misunderstanding.
     
(( On the date. ))
YUUMI:          ( Is that woman  Toru-san's wife? )
                ( Never mind, I AM on a date with him now. ) 
                ( Enjoy it while you can. )
TORU:           Let's sit down.
YUUMI:          OK.
                Toru-san, do you remember me?
TORU:           Me? Remember you?
                I first met you the other day.
YUUMI:          A long time ago someone saved my life in this town.
                But I was a middle school student then, and being scared at 
                        the size of the incident, I ran away.
TORU:           Really? And?
YUUMI:          And I'd like to meet that person to thank him and 
                        to make it up to him. 
TORU:           Hmm. There is a respectable guy in this town.
                In my case, I almost got a girl involved in an accident.
YUUMI:          Do you like to eat ice cream? 
                I will buy some.
                Let me see.... (( Selecting the ice cream. ))
     
                (( Toru's flash back ))
WOMAN:          ( No. A pick pocket! )
TORU:           ( He is  the pick pocket from other day. )
     
GUY:            (( Talking to two girls in background ))
                So, do you like to go to the Bay Bridge?  
                I drive a fast car.
     
TORU:           (( To the pick pocket. )) Oh, excuse me.
     
GUY:            (( Talking to two girls in background ))
                Don't worry. I'll takes only 30 minutes.
     
PICK:           Huh? It's missing!
                (( The pick pocket becomes naked. ))
PEOPLE:         Oh, no...
COP:            Hey, you're under capital punishment for public indecent! (*4) 
PICK:           Big Brother!
TORU:           ( Big Brother? )
                There is another?
YUUMI:          (( After buying the ice creams ))
                Toru-san... Hmh? 
                What's happening?
TORU:           Yuumi-han, a pick pocket!
     
                (( The pick pocket gets up. ))
TORU &
YUUMI:          Stop!
                (( Yuumi and Toru are chasing the pick pocket. )) 
                (( The truck is approaching Yuumi. ))
TORU:           Watch out, Yuumi-han!
     
                (( Yuumi and Toru are looking at each other. ))
TORU:           I see now, you were the little girl at that time. 
YUUMI:          You remember me!
                (( Cars are honking. ))
YUUMI:          Sorry!
TORU:           Let's chase the pick pocket. 
YUUMI:          Yes.
     
                (( The  pick pocket enters the door on the roof of 
                        the building. ))
YUUMI:          Oh, no. We lost him.
TORU:           Too bad the cars got in our way.
     
                (( The pick pocket appears in front of them. ))
YUUMI &
 TORU:          Hey, stop!
     
                (( At the dead end.. ))
YUUMI:          You can't go anywhere.
                You're under arrest!
PICK:           No way! (( Pulls out a knife. )) 
YUUMI:          It's dangerous, Toru-san. Step back. 
TORU:           Yuumi-han.
                (( Yuumi and the pick  pocket are fighting. ))
TORU:           She's strong!
     
PICK:           Bitch! A woman pro wrestler, are you?
                I was careless because you're a woman. 
                I'm also learning karate. 
                You can't defeat me this time.
     
YUUMI:          Spine kick! (*5)
                (( Yuumi kicks the pick pocket's neck. ))
                (( The pick pocket gets up, rus and Toru does tricks. )) 
                (( Toru passes a ball to the pick pocket. ))
TORU:           Here.
     
                (( After Yuumi knocked out the pick pocket. ))
TORU:           Yuumi-han, you did a great job! 
YUUMI:          (( Crying. )) I was scared!
     
                (( Yuumi and Toru are walking together. ))
YUUMI:          Then, what happened about the story of going to Hollywood? 
TORU:           Well... 
YUUMI:          Yes, it was my fault. I'm sorry.
TORU:           Don't worry. Because of that incident, we became to know 
                        each other.
                Anyway, let's go on the date.
     
YUUMI:          Here?
TORU:           Yes. This is my favorite tavern. Yuumi-han, come in. 
PEOPLE:         Congratulations for your first arrest, Yuumi-chan! 
TORU:           These guys are my drinking buddies. Just relax. 
YUUMI:          Thank you very much, everybody.
TORU:           Don't mention it.
MAMA-SAN:       Congratulations for your first arrest. I got a telephone 
                        call from Toru-chan.
                So we were waiting for you.
YUUMI:          You are...in the morning...
TORU:           Mama-san, did you prepare what I asked you? 
MAMA-SAN:       Yes, yes. It's ready. 
                Here you go.
                CONGRATULATIONS FOR YOUR FIRST ARREST, YUUMI-CHAN.              
                This is Toru-chan's idea.
YUUMI:          Thank you, Toru-san.
TORU:           That's OK. Don't mention it.
                ( The cost of this will be added to my credit at 
                        this tavern... )
MAMA-SAN        In  fact, we had all-night mahjongg  games last night.
                I don't have anything to do with Toru-chan, so don't worry 
                        about it.
YUUMI:          I, I won't worry anything about it at all! 
     
(( In Yuumi's room. ))
YUUMI:          ( Assignment report: "Why I became a police woman." )
                ( .....Therefore, in the future I'd like to be a famous 
                        police woman who teams up with the magician to solve 
                        the difficult cases that occur one after another. )
     
     
(( Ending song. ))
     
                ASSIGNMENT REPORT: "WHY I BECAME A POLICE WOMAN" 
                GRADE: "F"
     
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(( Preview of episode 2 ))
     
(( In the voice of Yuumi. Talking with her boss. ))
You say that jewelry smuggling is going on behind the swimsuit contest? 
I understood. 
Count on me for this investigation.
All right, I'll do my best with my partner, Toru-san. 
What?
You have already chosen my  partner?
The most dangerous police woman in the Tawagoto precinct, 
        Ninomii, the crasher.
Oh my goodness!
     
Next episode of Everyday Is Sunday:
EPISODE 2
EVERYDAY IS A BEAUTY CONTEST.
     
Look forward to it!
     
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(*1)    Actually he said, "beppin-san."  Beppin means beautiful woman/girl. 
        In this case you can say "the pretty girl." But I chose "dear." I 
        don't think people often call a woman/girl beppin-san. So this 
        word was printed in Yuumi's memory because it's kind of unusual. I 
        believe dear also unusual for calling a person. 
(*2)    "Tawagoto" means "silly talk" or "nonsense"
(*3)    Ichidaiji talks in a dialect of the western part of Japan, so he calls
        Yuumi "Yuumi-han", instead of  "Yuumi-san".
(*4)    Of course, no one can be under capital punishment just for public 
        indecency. It's a joke.
(*5)    Does anybody know the actual name of this pro wrestling technique?
        I just translated directly form its Japanese name.
     
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