last time I'm doing this

>Narrator:
The first ones to notice why were the delinquents in the class.

>Students:
Why am I shaking?

>Girl who stands up:
May I go to the nurse's office?

Me, too!
And me!
My body's shaking for some reason...
What is this?
Since I came into the classroom...
It's like I'm cold or something...

Teacher:
Raise your hand if you're shaking.
Everyone?

Kid:
No.
One person's fine.
But he's asleep.

Teacher:
Hanma?

(laughing)

Narrator:
They have a certain ability in order to survive as delinquents.
It resembles well the animal kingdom.

Fag:
We're not just delinquents for the looks.
I mean, you look like you went down some stairs.
*That's* something you got from falling down the stairs?
Really!?

Fag 2:
Ryou, are you afraid?

Fag:
Huh? Afraid?

Fag 2:
You started shaking.

Fag:
What the fuck, man?

Fag 3:
Enough.
Enough with this guy.

Narrator:
Their ability as delinquents saw... No. Their cells saw it.

Fag:
E... 'Enough'?

Baki:
If we're good, I'm leaving.

Narrator:
An unbelievably great explosion like they've never seen before.

Fag 3:
Hey!
You... You..
What are you?

Baki:
It's not at all interesting.
And it's not something that's got anything to do with you, Senpais.

>Narrator:
Instantly detecting an opponent's power... is their ability as delinquents.

>Baki:
Well, stay delinquents.
As long as you don't bother me,
I won't interfere in your business.

>Narrator:
Sometimes, that can be more important than brawling strength.

>Fags:
That was terrifying!

>Kids:
Hey, hey, hey!
That's a limousine!
The CIA?

>Narrator:
13th head of the Tokugawa Zaibatsu, Tokugawa Mitsunari.
The controller of the underground fighting arena that is the fighting holy land.
He has a profound love for and knowledge of fighters and fighting techniques.

>Teacher:
What'd you do?

>Baki:
Oh, nothing much.

>Teacher:
Don't you know? Who are you to this guy?

>Baki:
I don't know what you mean...

>Principal:
Even though I'm the principal, this is all so sudden, so...
I could never imagine that Tokugawa-sama would come to our school.

>Tokugawa:
Yo, Champion!

>Baki:
Don't call me that.
What do you want, old man?

>Tokugawa:
Oh, don't be like that.
Principal. Won't you leave us for just a minute?

>Principal
C-c... certainly.

>Tokugawa:
How're your injuries?

>Baki:
I've got a cast for a couple of days...
But that's not what you're here for.

>Tokugawa:
Do you know what this is, Baki?

>Baki:
Yokan, looks like.

>Tokugawa:
It's nitroglycerin.
In short, an explosive.

>Baki:
I can't eat something like that.

>Tokugawa:
Right now, it's crystallized glycerin, but...
Until 100 years ago, whether you heated it or froze it,
This was a liquid that wouldn't become a crystallized.

>Tokugawa:
A 20th century ship from Vienna to London was transporting a large amount of glycerin.
In the Biscayne Bay, it was suddenly taken by a record hurricane.
Even though the glycerin was unforgiving of even slight shakes,
Somehow, the ship arrived safely.
The sailors hurried to unseal the barrels.
What they saw was...
Something that had been as-of-yet unseen.
It was beautifully crystallized glycerin.
But things didn't stop there.
Beginning that day, all of the world's supplies of glycerin began, one after another, to crystallize.

>Tokugawa:
"Synchronicity".
Apparently unrelated and isolated objects, life,
And, ultimately, thoughts, begin to change on a worldwide level at the same time in the same way.
When that happens, it is called "synchronicity".

>Tokugawa:
In a few days' time, Japan -
No, Tokyo - will be reached by a great and terrible bunch.

>Screen:
Not-Alcatraz Prison

>Guard 1:
Be on guard!
Don't get too close!
Maintain a distance of at least one meter.
Get rid of any self-defense guns on you.
Think of him as a crazy animal with a deadly poison!

>Guard 2:
I hate this...

>Guard 1
Don't say a word!
Stop!
Guard Henry, with 5 men.
Prisoner transport 777 complete.

>Guard 3:
Well done.

>Chaplain:
Mr. Dorian.
Your last words?

>Dorian:
I wish to know defeat.

>Narrator:
The impossible happened then.

>Guard 3:
Get the doctor.

>Guard 4:
Yessir.

>Narrator:
Article 29, paragraph 3.
After the act of hanging, the condemned shall remain hanged for ten minutes.
The execution shall be concluded by a doctor confirming the death of the condemned.

>Dorian:
Always the same.
You're always the same.
You always give me a boring victory.

>Screen:
Let's meet in Tokyo, gentlemen.

>Baki:
Th-that's incredible.

>Tokugawa:
Baki. The problem is what's next.

>Guard:
What? You want to 'know defeat'?
Those are your last words?
Then, let me ask you something, Doyle-kun.
Are you saying that, to you, even this end is a victory?
I would say that the figure we're about to see...
Is clearly the figure of a loser.
But, whatever; you're at death's door.
It may be for just the slightest moment, but,
Whether you like it or not, you'll be able to feel your dream come true.

>Doyle:
What's wrong? There's an emergency, you know.
Pull out your handgun.
I said, I'd let you use that modern weapon at your waist.
The gun is a handicap that man has against beasts.
Even though it's said to make them stand on even ground.
The difference between our power is even greater than that.
So, I won't even take off this blindfold.
If you'd left that switch on for ten more seconds, my dream would have come true.

>Plane Guy:
When I got your last letter, I didn't really think you could. But, here you are.
And right on time.
Let's go, then. To the East.

>Russian Guard 1:
You say that he scaled this?
A man weighing over 100 kilograms,
With nothing to hold on to,
Climbed 100 meters of this smooth metallic wall?

>Russian Guard 2:
Evans Prison was originally an ICBM silo; it was repurposed.
This firing port was the place of many missile experiments and has been exposed to the natural elements; its walls are not perfectly smooth.
Little defects. Little bumps.

>Russian Guard 1:
You're saying he climbed up by hanging onto those?
It's a 100-meter vertical wall!

>Russian Guard 2:
The physical abilities of Sikorsky's body are extraordinarily special.
Had he not turned to crime, there's no telling how many gold medals he would have brought to our Russian Federation.
It's possible that Sikorsky managed this.

>Russian Guard 1:
Pursue him, now!
And we'll get him in the gallows!

>Russian Guard 3:
Captain. Up ahead is...

>Russian Guard 1:
Yeah.

Russian Guard 3:
If Sikorsky went there...

>Russian Guard 1:
That's right.
Garland's in trouble.

>Guards:
Captain! Look at this! Captain!
Garland! Russia's hero is...!
Mother Russia's hero is...!

>Russian Guard 1:
Makes sense.
This isn't wrestling, after all.
You can't beat Sikorsky in a fair fight.

>Screen:
Gone to the East to know defeat

>Baki:
Garland's...?

>Tokugawa:
2 more.

>Counselor:
A fountain pen, a lighter, and a wristwatch.
It's like I lost big gambling.
Am I good yet?

>Guard:
I'm sorry. I'll need your tie pin and cufflinks.

>Counselor:
No matter how super villainous this criminal is...
Yakko-san, you don't let guns through and he's in a special acrylic container.
And, did you forget?
I'm a black belt in karate!

>Guard:
This is a counselor who came to see Speck two years ago.
During questioning, Speck vomited blood, and he approached him.
From the other side of the acrylic, of course.
By the time we shouted at him, Speck had finished his game.
The blood he had vomited was actually the ketchup he'd taken from a cabbage roll at mealtime.
He grabbed the counselor through the tray entrance, and hit him with a straight punch.
And that was the result.
He made a key to the tray entrance from his dental bridge and picked the lock.

>Counselor:
My cufflinks, you said?
Just in case, I'll take my belt off, too.
They're just obvious precautions.

>Guard:
I'm sure you understand this already, but...
Do not approach the acrylic wall under any circumstances.
The conversation is to be nothing more than asking questions from this side.
Ignore any provocations or questions from Speck.
He's on the left inside.
And don't move away from the wall in the middle of the conversation.
By the way, forget about being a black belt.
Our last counselor was a national wrestling champion.

>Guard:
Professor, what's wrong?

>Counselor:
He's not here.

>Guard:
What?
Speck!

>Speck:
Thank you for the help, jailers!
Speck will be heading to Tokyo now.

>Guard:
I don't believe it.
This is...

>Speck:
You understand, don't you, jailers?
I want to be destroyed!

>Guard:
This is...
200 meters underwater!

>Screen:
Level 5 Bottom of the Ocean Prison

>Guards:
Speck has left the ship!
Pick the emergency hatch's lock!
Some metal thing's warped the keyhole!
Ahh, it's jammed with Professor Jim's tooth!
It's impossible for him to surface!
He's swimming for his life; he's got five minutes to live!
If he tries it, he's dead in thirty seconds!
Doesn't matter; contact the coast guard now!

>Speck:
It's too bad, jailers.
There was still so much I had to teach you.
For instance, the fact that I can go for 5 minutes without respiration.

>Guard 1:
Dozens were killed instantly.
Prisoners or not, none of them escaped the ultimate punishment.
And he's killed dozens of super brawny prisoners...

>Guard 2:
Does he use some martial art?

>Guard 1:
Nope. Apparently, it's 'gas'.

>Guard 2:
Gas?

>Guard 1:
I heard that he uses poisonous gas that he's hidden somewhere, but...

>Guard 2:
Wha... How?
And he's a little, middle-aged man...

>Guard 1:
That little, not-even-160-cm man is a goddamned monster.

>Guard 2:
Are we safe, with this glass?

>Guard 1:
The JDA ordered it.
It's supposed to bounce back even RPG fire.
The mad poisoner, Yanagi Ryuukou...

>Yanagi:
You, there.

>Guard:
D- Don't move!

>Yanagi:
I have one question to ask you.
What is the most poisonous gas on this Earth?
Do you know?

>Guard:
I said, don't move!
Stop!

>Yanagi:
You're pointing a handgun at specially reinforced glass.
What exactly is the plan?
Though, this is no different from ordinary window glass to me.
For example, here.
Even though this glass will repel rocket fire,
If I make a true vacuum at just one point,

>Guard:
Take your hand off the glass!

>Yanagi:
Something rather interesting happens.

>Guard:
Stop, Yanagi!

>Yanagi:
Just like an ordinary glass window...
See?
Now, you should shoot.
Take off the safety.

>Guard:
He- disapp...

>Yanagi:
The most poisonous gas in the world is...

>Guards:
Emergency! Emergency!
All personnel, mobilize!

>Tokugawa:
Synchronicity.
Five completely unrelated death row inmates left the same note and are heading to Tokyo.
Baki.
Realize what that means!