I knew the man was crazy, but not that crazy!
Straizo, I'm going to give you a choice on how you want to meet your demise.
Will it be plain old sunlight or Hamon?
Or I could just smash in your brains. How would you feel about that?
-He's going to kill us all! -Someone call the police.
Jojo, what'd you--
Did you lose your mind? Just look at what you've done.
Yeah, I know, it'll take a small fortune
-to fix everything in this place. -Not that! You just shot a person!
Person?
You mean Straizo?
These bullets I fired at him, all have strange dents in them.
They've been completely warped.
Smokey, get out of here now.
That thing I shot, I can only hope that he was a person.
And if he was, I'll happily go to jail without thinking twice about it.
But I don't-- What else would he be?
Can we please stop the crying? I'm trying to think here.
If you don't calm down, I may have to make out with you.
CHAPTER 11: THE GAME MASTER
Just as I feared, Straizo is indeed a vampire.
Dio's failure,
was his infatuation with his own power.
He just couldn't resist constantly pushing his own limits.
He stretched himself thin, allowing Jonathan to strike him.
But I have a different philosophy. I figure, I'll have plenty of time
to reflect on the extent of my powers after you're destroyed.
There will be no mercy for you.
I thought it would be appropriate to open up with the technique
that Dio used to kill Jonathan.
Guns will fail, however, I can fire high-pressure essence from my eyes.
Look deeply into my space-ripper stingy eyes, Joseph!
Jojo!
That was a little too easy.
Now the only one left is Erina Joestar.
-And that should be-- -I know what you'll say next.
About as easy as taking candy from a baby.
Next thing you'll say is,
"How could he possibly be alive with that hole in his head?"
Am I right?
But how could he possibly be alive with that hole in his head?
Too much time meditating out in the Tibetan boonies
has dulled your senses.
That's why I like the city, it keeps you sharp.
You wouldn't be so confused right now if you had just been a bit more observant.
All right, here's a hint.
You wouldn't happen to have the time, would you?
I heard the story, about Dio taking down my grandfather
by firing some sort of blast from his eyes.
-A mirror? -Look who finally noticed...
Straiz-oaf!
I also heard that you may be severely allergic to Hamon,
just as much as you are to sunlight!
Batter up. Here comes the pitch.
That's outta here!
So, I hear that Hamon does a pretty good job
of melting vampire faces. Let's have a look here.
He's unharmed.
It's as though I never even touched him at all.
Could it be possible that granny was wrong?
Not at all. Your granny was not wrong.
Because I can see that you would grow into quite a worthy foe
if I didn't have to kill you now.
Here's a secret before you die.
There is an insect deep in Southeast Asia called the Satiporoja beetle.
Thirty thousand of their tiny stomachs have been dried out
and then woven into this scarf.
Their bodies conduct Hamon far better than the human body,
thus dispersing the charge. It's similar to an electrical ground.
I have inherited 4000 years’ worth of history and research
in the art of Hamon. Unlike Dio, I have studied the craft.
I am a master of its strengths and flaws in all forms of combat.
That's quite impressive. No, really, it is.
But did you think I'd completely rely on a gimmick like Hamon all of the time?
I'm also very fast!
What the-- How did you pin that grenade on my scarf?
Child's play.
Sure, but I was still able to pull one over on you, wasn't I?
And you should take a look at the grenade you just knocked away.
You son of--
Well, that was a close one.
What the hell is he?
-Smokey, I thought I told you to run. -It's too late for that now.
Please, God, I promise I won't ever do anything bad again!
No stealing, no lying, I swear it! Please just save me!
Smokey, he's a monster.
You probably kill monsters all the time. You know what to do, right? Jojo?
-Sure. Of course I do. -Great. I knew you would.
Yep, I have a secret weapon for situations such as this.
A secret weapon? Really? What kind of weapon?
Why, isn't it obvious?
Look at his legs, Smokey.
I basically blew them to smithereens, and they still haven't fully healed yet.
That's our ticket there.
What do his legs have to do with your weapon?
-My legs are in great shape. -So, what are you gonna do, then?
Run as fast as I can! Make way! Move!
-Out of the way! -This guy is insane!
-Come on. Follow me, Straizo. -Hey, wait up! Jojo!
I will make him pay dearly for that. Even though I'm immortal,
it'll take some time to regenerate after what he did to me.
This is a perfect scoop.
The papers will be falling all over themselves.
This is my chance to break into big-time journalism.
Pressure applied by fingertips, 235 kilograms per centimeter squared.
Leaping ability, currently four meters, 22 centimeters.
It's behind me, isn't it?
We should be safe by now, right?
I'm afraid not, Smokey. Do you hear that?
Do I hear what, Jojo? Only thing I hear is the river.
No, not that. Look up!
He followed us here.
Run, Jojo! Run!
I would not do that if I were you.
Run away and I'll kill her right here.
But come up and meet me, and I will let her go.
What sort of threat is that?
I don't even know who that woman is, you moron!
Jojo, let's get out of here.
Whether you know this woman or not does not matter.
If you flee now, I'll know just what sort of man you are.
Rather than pursue you, I could use this time to heal myself.
For a true coward would not seek revenge for Speedwagon.
However, if you were to come up here after a girl you don't even know,
then I'll see that you are both courageous and powerful.
Which means you'll present a real threat and continue to pursue me into the future.
And I would therefore have to eliminate you here and now.
I'll kill her regardless.
Fight me or run. Decide!
Bah, go ahead and do what you think you need to do, Straizo.
I wouldn't fight for that floozy even if I was married to her.
Are you certain that this is the type of game you wish to play?
It would be so easy to tear through her neck
and open up her chest cavity with just two fingers.
A true master of Tibetan Hamon would never do such a thing.
Such gratuitous cruelty would be unseemly.
That was a tooth! He just ripped it right out of her mouth.
Just despicable.
This bastard has no conscience.
Consider that your last warning.
You demonic freak.
Release her, Straizo!
You'll pay for that!
You're a vile, inhuman abomination!
Your act of playing it cool belied the fire we see in you now.
Let's skip the pretty speeches. Now you're mine!
Take this!
Fool me once, then shame on me. But unfortunately for you, Straizo,
you'll never be able to fool me twice. Hamon!
That's im--
-Now you'll say, "That's impossible." -That's impossible.
I deflected your shot with a little Hamon shot glass.
I was pretty sure you'd go for my forehead again.
Predictability can be quite the fatal flaw.
-Give my best to Speedwagon... -In hell!
Granny should be able to sleep well tonight, finally.
Why would you try to save me from falling?
Aren't you frightened that I still possess enough power in me
to blow your arm clean off?
I'd like to see you try that.
I'll just pummel you into fertilizer with my remaining arm.
I want some answers, Straizo.
Tell me, why did you throw Speedwagon's body into the river?
Something here just doesn't add up.
Joseph, your grandfather Jonathan's blood flows through you.
From the outside, you appear to be opposites,
but you're both insatiably curious. And now it is my pleasure to warn you
that your nature has trapped you in a fate you cannot hope to escape.
What are you talking about?
Soon you shall learn of him, of the pillar man,
and then you shall finally come face to face with him.
Shut up, I'm done decoding your rubbish, Straizo.
But I threw the bodies into the river because of him.
Don't you see, fool?
The pillar sucked deeply of the blood from those bodies in the cave.
It was like a plant ravenously drawing in nutrients.
It was ghastly.
So, I dragged the bodies outside.
But I have no doubts now that he will soon awaken,
from his 2,000-year slumber.
Not to worry.
It is fated that you shall meet him very soon.
And when that time comes, you shall learn his identity,
and the true meaning of evolution. Your destiny has already been written.
Is that Hamon?
So that means, you must have been creating Hamon inside your own body.
There is nothing I regret, Joseph.
All this time, I planned on entering hell while still vibrant
and filled with energy, not as some withered, desiccated corpse.
I cannot tell you the ecstasy that I have felt in being young again.
Straizo, wait! Not yet! I need to know more!
Farewell to you, Jojo.
Jojo.
1938, the second World War rages.
Threatening to engulf more nations around the globe with each passing day.
As the German army grows, it seeks to conquer the world,
with technology and weapons that stand at the very cutting edge of science.
However, they also research astrology, sorcery, alchemy, and psychic powers.
They seek to gain advantages through every manner imaginable
in their quest for global domination.
And it was through this tenacity,
that one of their spy networks in Mexico, caught wind of Straizo's actions.
I'm so terribly sorry, Major Von Stroheim.
My hand, it just slipped. I don't know what happened.
Lick it.
You drew blood from me, no?
Don't make me order you to lick my wound clean.
Yes, sir.
Gently now.
I know you wouldn't want to hurt me again.
Good. Slowly now. Slowly.
I think the pain is going away. Now...
Be careful now. Careful now.
Don't cut your tongue.
Pardon my interruption, Major Von Stroheim.
The old man found on the bank of the Rio Dada,
he is now awake, Major Von Stroheim.
Shall we interrogate, sir?
Are you all right, miss? Can you tell me your name?
Allow me to escort you home.
Why the hell did you do that?
You've got some nerve calling me a floozy, you big brute!
Just who do you think you are, anyway?
-What? I never said that. -No, you did.
You said that you would never fight for a floozy like her.
Really? I didn't mean it. I'm really sorry about that.
It just kinda happened--
Yeah, I'm sure it "just happens" every time you talk about a woman.
Your mouth okay?
Looks like the adrenaline from her fear just wore off.
Now it's time to find out about this pillar man
Straizo was talking about. I can't wait to see Mexico.
How are you feeling...
Speedwagon?
There is a saying in Europe that comes to mind.
"The village in which the elderly kill each other, is not long for this world."
You have a secret, a secret that is very dangerous
and could kill us all.
I want answers now!
There appears to be a man trapped inside this pillar.
We extracted it from the location we got from you.
Why, God? Why do this to me?
Why couldn't you just let me die back there?
Why did you make me live?
It wasn't God. At least, not your God.
I was the one who made you live, but I can change that.
The Wehrmacht would like some information from you,
before anything drastic happens!
You are stubborn, old man.
I'm smart enough to know that torture alone would not give us
what we want out of you.
I also know that you were penniless when you first got to Texas.
You were nearly dead in the desert when you found the oil fields.
A massive overhaul of the world's economy.
Get ready, German medicine is the greatest thing in the world!
Don't you think? We can do anything!
A truth serum?
For what? What more could you possibly want from me?
Everything! I want to know it all.
Give me a history lesson.
Tell me about Straizo. And about this Joestar.
Tell us so that we can finally awaken the pillar man.
No. No, you can't.
You don't know the forces you're playing with.
He's powerful enough to destroy us all.
Make the necessary preparations for the blood feeding experiment.
And don't screw anything up.
Help us! Let us out!
I'll do anything! Please!
I have a proposal for you.
Go ahead and choose someone from among yourselves.
We need blood for a very important, historic experiment.
Once you have all agreed on who will be the one
to sacrifice his life, we will grant the rest of you your freedom immediately.
Me. I volunteer for it.
If I do your experiment, you promise that you'll let everyone else go, right?
You are quite brave.
Courage like yours is a thing that must be cultivated
like a lush garden.
Here we will allow only the most fit to live.
Set the boy aside, and execute everyone else.
Let the experiment begin!
NEXT EPISODE
You've no idea what he's capable of!
All I've got under my skirt is more tequila, big boy.
Which one of you was foolish enough to disturb my slumber?
He's squeezing himself into the ventilation ducts!
CHAPTER 12: THE PILLAR MAN