A NETFLIX ORIGINAL ANIME
Keep quiet for awhile.
Do you understand me?
If you scream, your mom will die.
You know I can make that happen.
Quietly close your eyes if you understand.
Good girl.
I've never met you before
but I believe you.
That you would kill me if I scream for help...
That you would kill my mom.
Your expression...
Your shape and form...
All of it tells me you're not lying.
But...
There's something else I believe just as much.
You want to bet on that, then?
Baki!
Help!
Step outside!
Kozue!
Didn't realize you were a peeping tom.
I came after you because I heard you were the strongest.
But in reality--
You...
You've crossed a line you shouldn't have, bastard!
I'll give you what you want.
We'll settle it all here.
Baki...
Wait for me.
I'll finish it quick.
No way!
Ma'am!
Are you all right? Ma'am!
He's taken her...
Kozue...
OKAZAKI FOODS
So I've crossed a line, huh?
Don't make me laugh.
He may be a champ, but he's still a kid.
At the Japanese police department...
Six men are currently gathered...
to deal with the most powerful death row inmates
who've arrived to this far east island nation.
The Commissioner of the Japanese Police Department, Morio Sonoda
and his First Deputy, Hidenobu Nago.
Secretary of the United States Ministry of Justice, John Spencer
and FBI Director, Bart Allen.
Lord Chief Justice of England and Wales, Julius Norton.
Former KGB official of Russia, Valentine Sokorov.
We've currently arrested two people
as you know from the reports in front of you.
The police department is currently doing everything it can
to capture the remaining three.
Our police department prides itself on having the best arrest rate in the world.
But for this case
we continue to waste time for naught in our present state.
We've already lost six officers since their arrival.
I am not saying you are at fault for allowing them to escape...
But we ask for your cooperation!
In Japan...
I believe there is an expression similar to "fight fire with fire."
Director Bart.
I hear...
you have a convict in your Arizon prison that's quite the handful.
Although a convict, he freely goes in and out the prison.
In fact, the only way to keep him under surveillance
is to rely on a recon satellite, 24 hours a day.
And his lifestyle within the prison--
Mr. Sokorov!
You seem quite familiar with our country's secrets.
And...
what you're suggesting
may indeed be a silver bullet.
But for the police to entreat the help of a convict?
No matter what the circumstances, we couldn't possibly...
Tsk...
Tsk... Tsk... Tsk...
You just admitted that he could be an effective silver bullet.
Is this the time to be worrying about appearances?
You don't know this monster!
That monster, Oliva!
Oliva?
Lord have mercy...
What's going to happen?
UNITED STATES: PHOENIX SKY HARBOR INTERNATIONAL AIRPORT
I spotted you right away, Mr. Sonoda.
Are you Michael?
Indeed, I'm Michael Halls. Chief Warden of Arizona State Prison.
I'm sure you'd like to take a shower at the hotel and kick back with a beer
but I'm afraid I'm taking you directly to the prison.
I'm not exactly here on vacation.
No need to worry about me.
I've heard Americans don't like to work overtime...
but I guess you like to work hard.
I realize this isn't easy to understand
but tonight's overtime work was at the orders of Mr. Oliva.
He knew I'd be coming?
There's nothing he doesn't know.
Is he really a convict?
According to the state, at least.
ARIZONA STATE PRISON
It's me.
Your sunglasses, please.
Your name and department, please.
This... seems like a proper prison.
At this point, at least.
A man who comes and goes as he pleases from this place...
What kind of monster is he?
This is what...
you'd normally see at any prison...
You'll go alone from here.
Huh?
Those are his wishes.
The air feels cool...
There's an air conditioner in here!
Is he beyond that door?
Expensive carpet...
Not that I'd know, but the paintings and sculptures seem famous...
Are these Mr. Oliva's tastes?
Come in.
Japanese?
Thank you for coming so far to see me, Commissioner Sonoda.
He's obese?
No, he's not overweight.
He has well-developed...
incredibly huge muscles!
I'm Oliva.
Tomorrow would have been fine
but I'm an impatient man.
Your Japanese is very good.
This man...
is the convinct who comes and goes as he pleases.
The champagne is chilled, but would you prefer beer?
I've got ones from Japan, too.
Uh... No...
It's cheap but pretty good.
A convict drinking alcohol?
A convict with hand-rolled cigars?
Why don't you sit, Sonoda?
Besides, how does he know my name?
This luxurious interior...
It's as if it's a hotel suite.
Why don't you relax?
Those unbelievably huge arms
are bigger than a woman's waist!
You seem like you've got a lot of questions.
I don't even know where to start.
Why do I have such freedom?
Yes, I'd like know.
It's because I'm an accomplished hunter.
Huh?
I can capture any criminal.
Most of the convicts here at Arizona State Prison
are ones that I've captured.
I'd say that's ridiculous...
but after witnessing this VIP treatment...
Using me as a bounty hunter rather than keeping me locked up
is much wiser.
That's already been proven.
Why capture them?
If you had to choose
wouldn't you side with the criminals?
A cellphone?
What is it?
Can you even call him a convict?
It's your lucky day, Sonoda.
We've got a case.
Huh?
Where are we going?
Straight to the site.
This is...
Mr. Oliva!
What is that?
Oh, that?
I scared the convicts into painting it.
Captures my likeness, right?
I made them give me a bit more hair though.
A huge mural of a convict on the wall of a prison?
There it is.
What is going on here?
We estimate at least 15 victims.
Most of them were hurt by the blast in the first floor lobby.
How many perpetrators?
One.
One?
You're telling me that just one person took control of this building?
It seems to have been thoroughly planned.
What weapons were used?
Explosives, guns and blades, we believe.
The survivors?
Over 20 of them seem to be confined on the top floor.
It seems those who tried to escape were ruthlessly...
They were killed?
It seems so.
What was the motive?
Well...
He asked for me...
Isn't that right?
Mr. Oliva!
Are you involved with this case?
Hey, wait--
Where are you going?
You can all go home.
I've been wanting to see you, Mr. Oliva.
Remember me?
Former NYPD, Jeff Markson.
It was summer, 24 years ago...
on Seventh Avenue in Manhattan.
At the time, I was actively pursuing
a secret side hustle with hippies.
Then one day...
you came up behind me.
I lashed out, but you deflected my move.
You wrecked terrifying destruction on me.
You destroyed my face...
destroyed my arms...
destroyed my legs.
You destroyed my body to the point that I was barely alive.
Can you imagine my life after that day?
I had no arms or legs to speak of.
I've been wanting to see you!
I've been preparing a long time...
For this day... For today.
There's no point in regrets now.
You should have finished me off then.
You've got the wrong idea.
A wine casked 24 years ago...
It's as if it's been uncorked and about to be poured...
I feel happy and excited.
Take off what you're wearing.
Top and bottom. All of it.
I see...
It's no wonder an ordinary cop didn't stand a chance against you.
You've got guts.
Tonight was worth waiting for.
Let's enjoy our reunion...
Jeff...
That gun's too small, don't you think, Jeff?
A shotgun won't work on me.
Just like it wouldn't work on a huge beast.
I expected that.
I see.
You have something else prepared.
You're not going to give up now, are you?
A samurai sword, huh?
I expected...
you to move like that, too!
My heart's covered by a plate.
It won't come out!
You're boring me.
Subtitle translation by Emily Noguchi