Bastards! Turn around and face me!
Eat this! Hamon Bubble Launcher!
EPISODE 15: "A HERO'S PROOF"
This couldn't be...
Amazing! He's irritating as hell, but his Hamon actually works!
My bubbles have you surrounded. Prepare for a barrage!
He's outmaneuvered the Bubble Launcher!
Those wires on his headdress didn't burst my attack's bubbles.
It was the wind they created.
They're anti-Hamon weapons!
They understand the principles of Hamon!
This is not their first encounter with Hamon...
they learned of it 2,000 years ago!
What is happening to the air around them?
No, Caesar! Get down!
What the...
Close your eyes!
That wasn't just wind.
It's the aftereffects of small vacuum vortexes!
Caesar!
The Hamon tribe.
We thought we had put an end to you people 2,000 years ago...
To think you would be awaiting the end of our sleep here in Rome.
Damn... you...
You killed my friend.
You think you can beat me just by taking out one of my eyes?
What's so damned funny?
You people of the Hamon tribe always spout the same platitudes.
Both 2,000 years ago when we crossed the seas
from Mexico in the far west, and now.
"You think you can beat me just by taking an arm or an eye?"
"How dare you take my friend's life?"
That's why we laugh.
You monsters!
Let us leave now. For the Red Stone of Aja!
Get back here!
Trying to run?
Your weak points are your throat and lungs.
We know you cannot use Hamon if you cannot breathe.
Now I'll say what I've always said.
Come and face me again when you are stronger, boy.
And when that time comes, I shall admire your strength...
and crush you till you breathe no more.
They seem to be the only ones here.
We must proceed.
Here! Looky here!
Don't forget about me, now!
Looks like he got your eyelid. But your eyeball looks just fine.
You call that a killer technique?
Your bubbles pop, and you go cry in the corner!
-I'll take care of these guys. -JoJo!
Time for me to show it off. My special, brand-spanking-new,
one-of-a-kind technique, that is!
What?
Allow me to introduce myself.
I'm Joseph Joestar,
the guy who mopped the floor with your buddy.
I call it my Hamon Clacker Volley.
First, I charged these clackers with Hamon.
Oh, no!
JoJo, what are you doing? This is no time to be playing with toys!
My friend just died! How could you?
Me? I'm dead serious.
Caesar just lost his friend. He's consumed with anger and sadness.
And I can't blame him.
But I can't stand arrogant bastards like this guy!
I still need some practice, but check out my killer Clacker Volley!
I hate to say it, but my Hamon is still weak.
But if I manage to inflict a few gashes on your skin with these steel clackers,
I can send in some Hamon.
That should make up for my lack of practice.
Impressive, huh?
Take this!
We leave.
We are weary of your display.
Humanity appears to have devolved.
Devolved you say?
Indeed.
JoJo, stop monkeying around!
You just tossed some metal clackers at them!
JoJo may be serious, but he isn't fighting some punks on the street.
These foes are completely out of his league!
It's so ridiculous it's sad!
Shit! I'm tired of everyone taking the wind out of my sails!
Hey! Turn around! Or I'll whack you from behind!
Stop.
Humans live very short lives. There is no need to hasten your death.
Damn you!
You know, spaghetti al nero di seppia looks awful, but tastes amazing.
Let's see what you have to say after you've had a taste of my Clacker Volley!
The clackers vanished!
I've been workin' on the railroad All the live long
Look!
Gotcha! Still don't get it?
I guess not...
let me show you!
Take this!
Impossible! Those moves!
And the way he morphs his body... It's even faster than Santviento!
The clackers didn't even touch him!
Your weapon, tenacity, and thought are deserving of respect.
How intriguing...
Thus...
One minute! One minute...
I offer you only one minute to fight me, Wamuu.
JoJo!
As you can see, I've cut your wrist...
to the artery.
Unless you stop the bleeding, you will lose consciousness within 60 seconds.
Attack! Your life depends on it!
I shall repeat to you now what I said to the Hamon tribe long ago.
Our battle is measured not by the sands of time but by the trickle of blood!
Wamuu, we wait outside.
Boy, go pick your weapon.
Huh? What was that?
Go pick up your weapon? Is that what you said?
I don't need to.
I have no need to go pick it up.
That was my Clacker Boomerang!
I guess that one minute was meant for you.
I'll smash you and your insulting attitude to pieces!
Then I'll drive some Hamon into your wounds!
Very well.
I welcome your strikes.
You are the first person to ever scar my face.
That is the honor I bestow upon you before I send you to your death.
You say no one has ever hit your face before?
Big words!
You savagely killed Mark, and you barely even noticed!
I'll take you down a peg or five!
Look out! He's up to something! That arm of his isn't broken!
This can't be good!
It was wise of you to jump back.
I let you hit me to teach myself a lesson.
I let my guard down.
But that lesson is now over.
JoJo, finish him now!
My ultimate technique:
Divine Sandstorm!
I'm in trouble!
He spins his left arm clockwise!
And his right arm counterclockwise!
Jovial JoJo is now caught off guard! Wamuu's fists appear colossal!
His spinning gear-like fists create a powerful vacuum...
a microcosm of wind and sand!
He ripped through that marble pillar like a piece of old cloth!
I've never seen such power!
JoJo...
That was the Divine Sandstorm.
JoJo!
No, stay back!
Signore Speedwagon, get out of here!
I'll try to hold them back!
The blood in my eye threw off my aim.
But it was enough, even when you hid behind the pillar.
Dead already?
I do not care about the regular humans.
But you have borne witness to Wamuu in a state of disgrace, so you must die!
Prepare yourselves.
My imagination...
He couldn't be...
Unbelievable. He's trying to escape!
He was playing dead! He has no shame!
And leaving Speedwagon? I can understand me, but...
What a scumbag!
He's unreal! This opponent is mad!
My breathing is a mess. I can't use Hamon!
All that's left is my specialty...
running away!
And now our hapless hero...
faces the ground, crawling, passing himself off as dead.
Is he really about to leave Speedwagon to his fate?
Will he be able to maintain his grip on the appellation of hero,
that noblest of titles?
He shall!
Still alive, are you?
You coward.
Do you think you can deceive me?
I only needed to fool you for ten meters or so.
Until I made it to the mine cart, that is!
So you acted like a coward
to lure me to you so your friends could escape, eh?
Looks like you fell into my trap again!
Get out of here now, Uncle!
Caesar, you too!
JoJo...
Bastard's smarter than I thought...
I've sure painted myself into a corner.
I need to come up with another plan.
Son of a...
The markings of a true hero!
Only when JoJo loses the will to fight
will he lose his status as hero.
JoJo!
Dammit! He's hurt worse than me!
He may play the fool, but he takes his fate seriously.
He knows he has to defeat those monsters!
You speak quite brashly for one in such a terrible state.
You're a tough one.
Weak, certainly, but tough.
Why are you so tough?
Has your brain turned to mush? Or do you have another trick for me?
You want to know?
Let me guess...
You're planning to blow me up with that pathetic piece of dynamite,
the one you so expertly plucked from the excavation site?
Oh, no! He knows!
Or are you perhaps planning to pull the emergency brake to send me flying?
Something like this?
He did it again!
The time is up on the "blood clock."
You have a zero percent chance of survival.
There can be no more "plans."
But tell me this.
Why do you maintain that fearless expression?
You want to know?
You really want to know?
No, I've changed my mind. I shall kill you now.
If only I had a month!
Then I could become strong enough to defeat you.
What was that?
I said if I had a month, I could become stronger than you.
I'm the first person to scar your face.
With just the slightest effort, I could easily increase my strength.
No, never mind, forget it.
Go ahead, end it quickly.
It's an honor to have such a powerful, magnificent warrior take my life.
Continue.
Oh, my speech is faltering...
Make it painless, Wamuu.
I told you to continue!
JoJo is still okay!
You'll have to live the rest of your long life knowing
a mere human managed to scar your perfect face.
I think the only way you can regain your self-respect
is to beat me fair and square after I've had a chance to train.
What? Enough bluffing, one called JoJo.
He's almost right where I want him!
He called me a coward when I ran.
Using a word like that means he's the proud warrior type.
I can use that against him!
I'm rather new to fighting.
But if I train with Hamon for a month,
I know I have the talent to beat you!
Remember, that five-centimeters gash on your forehead is the work of
this piece of shit... the first in history to flaw your face!
But of course it'd be a lot easier to just kill me now,
before I become that strong!
-Why you... -Wamuu.
Master Esidisi.
His minute is up. Why do you not finish him?
Crap, his buddy's back!
Master Esidisi, I've grown fond of this Hamon wielder.
I got him!
One called JoJo!
I shall take you up on your offer.
Very well! If you say you can become stronger within a month,
then I shall grant you one month to live.
You won't kill me?
That's right.
-We'll fight again? -That's right.
Don't. You'll regret it if you don't kill me now!
Yes! I'm safe for now!
However...
So that you do not simply run away, we shall perform a ritual.
Wamuu, same as before?
We call it the Wedding Ring of Death.
I shall place this ring around your aorta.
What are you doing?
The outer shell of this ring will begin to dissolve in 33 days.
Inside is deadly poison.
And surgery cannot remove it!
Any attempt to extract the ring will break its outer portion
and release the poison.
There is only one way to save yourself from this poison.
Defeat me in battle within 33 days!
The only antidote is stored within my lip ring.
JoJo!
Till death do us part, indeed!
At midnight, 33 days from now,
I shall await your arrival at the Colosseum, JoJo!
You thought you could get away, but you were wrong.
I do not foresee a battle in our future,
but I present you with a gift from me, Esidisi!
My ring goes around your windpipe!
My heart and throat!
It is a different poison from that of Wamuu.
The antidote is in my nose ring.
Kars, will you join us?
Nonsense.
We are immortal.
A worthy opponent is a rare thing that gives our lives meaning.
I can see why you do this.
But our first duty is to obtain the power of the Red Stone of Aja.
Do not forget that, you two.
We depart!
JoJo, may you grow strong enough to challenge my Divine Sandstorm!
What the hell...
A wedding ring?
Talk about a morbid sense of humor.
They were gracious enough to present me with two.
Guess I'm a polygamist now! Dammit!
At least Speedwagon and Caesar are safe.
No sense moping about it now.
JoJo.
You damned fool.
Even on the verge of unconsciousness
he pulled off a ruse any expert gambler would be proud of.
Good show.
We'll train in Hamon together.
We'll grow stronger.
You and me both.
NEXT EPISODE
I only said one month as a bluff!
Step through those doors and you'll see.
Coach, no!
I won't hold back because you're a girl!
Welcome to Venice!
EPISODE 16: "LISA LISA, HAMON COACH"
Subtitle translation by Matthew Hunter