MATSUMOTO
UNKNOWN CALLER INCOMING CALL
Hello?
Thank you for waiting.
What?
I'm going to fight
your boyfriend.
Why are you telling me?
First off,
because you are an important, irreplaceable person to Baki.
And secondly,
it's because you're an important person to me.
Oh, I forgot to take a sip.
Ms. Kozue.
I want to marry you.
What?
Me? Why?
Because you are the prettiest girl that I know.
Not at all. No.
I'm definitely not the prettiest.
Being the prettiest or not
isn't for you to decide.
It's my decision.
Please
live by my side.
Thank you.
But I can't.
Because you have him?
That's not God's will.
What's your occupation?
Student?
It's not "student."
Your job is being a woman.
And your goal as a woman
is to meet the number one man.
I've met the number one woman.
What do you think?
Are you number one?
That's not for me to decide.
It's my job to prove it.
Okay...
To you.
No!
You shouldn't hit me.
Let's meet again.
Baki Hanma
said he respects you.
Please fight me.
How wonderful it must be
to be young.
Shall we begin?
What's wrong, young one?
It has already begun.
Amazing.
Japanese martial arts are amazing.
This elderly man, who is no bigger than a boy...
seems so big.
What a mysterious technique!
It's different from the submission-type wrestling moves from Europe.
Rather than joint structure,
it's like it focuses on a body's reflexes.
But...
despite that,
I don't feel like I'll lose this battle.
The history of boxing
is merely 100 years.
How very short.
In the defensive match that happened in London,
you made Bryan London miss every punch until the third round,
and you cornered him.
The tragedy took only two seconds.
He was hit exactly seventeen times during those two seconds.
No missed punches.
What was most noteworthy was the speed of your punches.
The speed was calculated by using the camera's frame count,
from its initiation to strike.
It was 0.11 seconds.
This greatly surpassed the Middleweight King, Sugar Ray Robinson,
who boasted the fastest hand speed until then.
It was faster than how fast muscles can respond to brain commands.
In other words,
your punches never failed to hit.
After you retired,
no boxer or sportsman has appeared that can surpass you.
I wonder if we'll ever come across an athlete who can surpass you.
No one under those lights can.
"Lights"?
There's a boxer
who won't enter the ring.
He's a boxer, yet he won't enter the ring?
That boy...
is faster than me.
You...
Are you taking pity on me?
I wanted to avoid harming you needlessly.
But you're Shibukawa, a great martial artist.
Taking pity on you would be rude.
I see.
I felt no danger at all at my own age
and took up a fight against him.
Yet in the end, this brat...
defeated me with such kindness.
BE PREPARED
By who?
I won't say.
Baki Hanma, what do you think
about me getting married?
If what you're saying is true,
I'd be really upset.
Upset?
What's with that reaction?
I wondered what you'd do after getting upset.
Kozue.
It's all in your control.
It's not my place to butt in.
It's not my decision.
Is that strange?
That's not for me to decide.
You might be alike.
I can't believe it.
You're like an exact replica.
This is what I thought every time I saw Mohammad Alai's fights.
I've always thought
I'd like to fight this guy, even just once.
No kicks?
Come on, boy.
You don't need a gong, right?
Seriously?
Even your style is an exact replica.
Mohammad Alai
is my father.
I inherited my father's style
and evolved it into a complete martial arts style.
You both are so similar.
Fine, whatever.
Let's go for real.
You've studied up.
Mohammad Alai Jr. versus Doppo Orochi.
This is a crime.
We'd sell out an entire stadium anywhere in Japan.
Yet we're secretly fighting in the park
without a single audience member.
What a waste.
Well, this is troublesome.
I want to use defensive moves,
but my reflexes are too slow.
Let's stop this.
I guess
I can't beat you at sports.
If you can't win,
what do you plan to do?
Keep going.
The Hand Pocket Stance?
Just try and hit me.
You don't need to tell me twice.
What's this?
It didn't reach me.
You were close.
How's that?
Do you see me a bit differently now?
Why won't they hit?
The target was definitely within my reach.
And there's one more thing I'm sure of.
He hasn't moved a step.
You're the one who missed.
I didn't dodge at all.
You simply missed.
I've changed the rules.
Until earlier, it was kendo.
Kendo?
What we're doing now is a real fight.
Don't you get it?
What we used until now was a bamboo sword.
Now, we have the real sword out.
There's a natural change in distance when using a bamboo or real sword.
You may not realize it,
but your instincts read the situation and made your steps shorter.
If so, then this is...
Yes, this is a fight to the death.
He's right.
Something changed.
This man, who seemed a head shorter than me,
is now...
incredibly giant.
My hands
can sense a killer.
That's fine.
I won't read the distance wrong again.
I'll form a sphere with my palms and create a perfect defense.
This brat
dodged me
at this distance and timing.
And what's more,
he even countered me at this distance and timing.
Mr. Alai.
May I ask you something I've been a little curious about?
Let's say that you're up against historic heavyweight boxers
like George Foreman and Joe Frazier.
If someone were to be hit cleanly by their best shot,
what would happen exactly?
Did I make him mad?
Excuse me...
This is bad.
I shouldn't have asked him!
An iron pipe?
Wait a second!
I take it back!
Forget my last question!
Hit the ground as hard as you can with this iron pipe.
What?
Use this...
to hit the floor?
Strike with all your might.
Otherwise,
you can say hello to my fist.
What?
How was that?
What? I'm not sure what to say.
My hands are numb.
It's similar to that.
If you're hit by a real heavyweight,
that sensation will travel through your entire body.
This, through my entire body?
In other words,
it's as if a million ants are crawling up your leg.
Does that make sense?
That strike was really clean.
Like when I fought that thing
and when I fought that thing.
It's always like this when I get damage to the brain.
These things crawl up my body...
and the ground disappears.
Baki.
It's like you don't look at me anymore.
I'm watching carefully.
Is that true?
Well...
Rather than looking,
I can feel you, Kozue.
Is that okay?
It's not.
You need to look at me.
Excuse me.
Can I have a word?
What?
Junior.
Baki.
I'm marrying Kozue.
Can you say that at a time like this?
I'm moved.
Just a bit.
Hey, you.
You don't have an ulterior motive, do you?
Like getting me mad, for example.
Must I answer such a stupid question?
Let me say this again.
I'm approaching Kozue as a man.
I don't need all those details.
Kozue belongs to no one.
What?
I'm sure you just said
that she is not yours.
I'm Baki's girlfriend.
I feel the same way.
But that's
a promise only made between us.
It means nothing to other men.
Anyone can fall in love with you,
and they're free to ask you out.
You should decide who you like more.
If I'm not good enough,
you can choose someone else, Kozue.
Are you really okay with that?
All men and women take part in this competition.
That's how I think.
That's very fair.
Kozue.
Let's meet again.
I see.
It was him?
IDIOTS FROM PLANET STRONG
Subtitle Translation by Chul Kim