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Zero Block. This is A-Block calling. Over.
Zero Block here. Go ahead, A-Block, over.
I now have visual confirmation on Baki Hanma.
Over.
Roger. Report in detail. Over.
Currently, the shooting squad has apprehended Baki Hanma.
It looks like the warden is giving him a lecture. Over.
That's probably gonna be a long lecture.
Just keep on monitoring the situation for now. Over.
Roger that.
I'm on it. I'll keep monitoring.
Over.
Good luck. Over and out.
Look at you, acting all tough.
Even in this pickle you've gotten yourself into,
you claim you can be like Unchained,
utterly unbound by anyone and anything that might try to hold you back.
Let me guess, you believe that you can get out of this situation as well.
Is that what's going on here?
Pretty much.
Then I guess things just got more interesting.
The shooting squad's surrounded Baki Hanma now. Over.
Wow. How nice of them. Over.
All right, how 'bout now?
Yeah.
Well, call me curious, what makes you believe that might be true?
I mean, how do you think that you could possibly escape this predicament?
'Cause I already did.
Oh yeah--
I broke 'em a few minutes ago.
You see now?
But when?
When you got close enough to enter my personal space.
That's when.
Can't be.
And it wasn't just you either.
There are six shooters surrounding me right now.
I took the second button off each of them.
I mean, from right here.
I swiped all the shirt buttons
that sit right in front of the weakest point on a person's torso.
Huh?
They're sure taking their sweet time.
From the very moment you surrounded me, your entire plan was doomed to failure.
Your arrogance, bolstered by the faith in your guns,
led you to get too close to me.
Even now…
…if any one of the men here were to actually pull the trigger on their gun,
and they couldn't accurately hit my cerebellum,
which controls my motor reflexes and nerves,
I'd definitely be able to make a move.
Of course, in that case, I'd be taking much more than just buttons.
Maybe I'll deliver a crushing kick to the groin,
or I'll gouge out their throat,
or I could pierce their philtrum.
That's the part above the lip.
Either way, at least two of the six gunmen will die.
Plus, I'd be willing to bet
none of these guys here actually know the precise location of the cerebellum.
What are you talking about?
If you're shot in the head or the heart, you'll die right then and there.
It's common sense.
It's time to stop listening
to the stupid nonsense this child is spouting.
Go on, boys, shoot him in the knee and teach him a lesson.
They can't bring themselves to do it.
That's bad news for you, Warden.
You see, they understand.
They get that they are actually the hostages in this situation.
Warden, I hate to be a bother,
but would you put your arm around my shoulders?
Just the kind of thing you'd do with your buddy.
So it comes across as friendly to everyone watching.
Now!
It was the first case in history
of gun-wielding officers controlled by an unarmed criminal.
Man…
Now we'll see what the warden's really made of.
What's going on down there?
Eh, nothing.
Everyone's goin' on a friendly picnic.
Picnic-- Oh, I get it.
Guess the warden's a nice guy after all.
Open it up!
At the direction of the capricious warden,
the remaining two doors…
…opened without hesitation.
Baki was clearly Unchained.
And, game over.
Inmate Baki Hanma returning.
So, cuff me.
Are you trying to insult us?
All I really wanted was to find out if I'd actually be able to pull it off.
Oh, I see.
So you've succeeded in becoming Unchained.
Is that it?
You're not gonna congratulate me?
Given my position, I'm afraid I won't be able to do that.
-Doors opening! -Huh?
Unchained…
What, did you just give up on your escape?
Not an escape,
more like a field trip.
Like I care what it is!
He's angry!
But Oliva never loses his temper!
But going on a walk wasn't my goal with all this.
Hmm.
Yeah, so, what was your goal, then?
Um, Oliva,
does my freedom bother you for some reason?
Do you really think that you're on my level, huh, kid?
If I'm able to go outside whenever I please,
without using any weapons… and come back when I want,
what exactly is the difference between you and me?
Hey, Michael.
-Take off his cuffs. -Huh?
I was only going to bother talking to you about it
if he didn't come back from his little outing.
But in Japan there's a practice of cauterizing the skin with moxa
to stimulate energy channels.
Resist all you want.
It'll just make me stronger, kid.
Leave 'em. I got this.
Huh?
You had a big, flashy fight with Mr. Guevaru two days ago,
and even though you're still a bit beat-up and run-down from that,
you're probably thinking, "My opponent's a kid. No problem."
You have no idea who you're dealing with!
Hmm?
I'll let it slide for today.
So go grab some food and try again!
What's he thinking talking to Mr. Unchained like that!?
So go grab some food and try again!
I get what you're sayin'.
You know what, you're absolutely right.
Now that you mention it, I didn't get to eat breakfast today.
I guess that you could say I was careless.
That was some solid advice!
Well, I'm just looking out for you, buddy.
And besides, since you're the original Mr. Unchained,
bothering to respond to the challenges of a new Unchained,
especially one who gave himself that title,
would be far beneath your dignity.
Right now, it's a way better idea to hold back
and show how much prestige you really have.
That's more or less what's goin' on here, right?
I mean, no one wants to be controlled by some brat like a puppet.
Ah, now what's the matter, young Baki?
All I said before was that I didn't get a chance to eat breakfast this morning.
Nothing more than that.
But goin' on and on about the original and the new Unchained,
you just don't seem like yourself today.
Hmm?
It doesn't matter, man.
To be completely honest, I don't really care one way or the other
whether I go free or stay locked up.
I just wanted to show to the old man,
who mistakenly thinks he's the most free person in the world,
that if I really wanted to,
even I could leave this place just the same way as you can.
I mean, I don't feel like a captive.
And I don't think I need to stay outside to prove it.
Let's go back in, Warden.
I mean, it's ridiculous.
I mean, not feeling like you're truly free
unless you're the most free person in the world.
Just seems like it would keep you all chained up.
Poor thing.
Um…
So, uh, Mister…
I'll, uh… just put this in the garage, okay?
Hmm?
Uh… the bike.
Oh.
-Don't worry, I'll take care of it. -Uh, okay.
So, uh…
Yeah, I was thinking of trading it in, anyway.
Actually, maybe I'll just get a brand-new one.
Every day.
Every single day.
No matter what else may happen,
every day,
I go to see Maria.
I might be known as the strongest man in America,
or perhaps even the most selfish man in America,
but this daily duty of mine,
this ritual,
is my only respite from the rest of my burdens.
Looks like I'm three minutes early.
Sometimes it's hard to believe
that it's been over ten years since we met.
And yet, I'm feeling as giddy as if this were our very first date.
But I'll savor every moment,
as if it were the last day that we might ever have together.
Hmm?
Mm! There you are!
You're late, you know.
Oh, honey, please forgive me.
I'm sorry.
I was so worried about being on time,
that I guess I forgot to consider your feelings as closely as I should have.
I was simply careless.
I'm so sorry for that.
Mm?!
Oh, I see!
You want to try to beat me at rock-paper-scissors. Is that it?
Just hurry up.
You know that I'm competitive, especially when it comes to contests.
I'm the strongest in America, even at rock-paper-scissors.
Come on, hurry up, already!
All right, then! Here I go!
Ha-ha! Rock-paper-scissors!
Oh, darn it!
No, I lost!
I just couldn't decide between throwing paper or rock.
All right now, this time for sure!
Rock-paper-scissors!
Oh! Come on, I lost again!
Man, I should have used paper!
Go!
Oh no! I threw rock!
I can't believe that I just lost three in a row!
I was absolutely certain that you were gonna use paper that time.
No matter how many times we do this,
-the winner is whoever we say it is. -I shouldn't have used scissors!
All just a part of the most ambiguous game in the world.
Hmm?
Mm.
Darling?
Huh?
I know that I couldn't have won even once tonight.
But the next time I'm not gonna let you win.
The winner is whoever we say it is.
It's all just a part of the most wonderful game in the world.
Solitary confinement,
also known as the Black Door.
In a sense, it's where the lucky ones are held,
since they were captured instead of being shot.
However, that being said…
Boss! Boss!
Yeah, what?
My shoulder! My arm feels like it's about to fall off!
Please! Please take off the finger-cuffs!
I promise I won't run away! Please!
Boss! Boss!
Water! Please, just one cup of water!
How long will this go on?!
I'll never do it again! I promise!
Hmm?
Huh?
You seem to be doing really well.
I don't like to brag.
You know, Baki, reality can be extremely harsh at times.
No matter how much you may laugh at my lack of freedom,
or how loudly you profess that you're comfortable here,
the reality is you're trapped.
And I am going to eat now.
It's a luxurious 100,000-calorie meal.
I always have such an appetite.
I'm guessing that it must be tough on the cook.
My meal will be accompanied by world-class wine.
For dessert, cognac served in a muskmelon.
For a digestif, the very best sherry,
and, of course, a cigar.
After I eat, I may head on out for a walk.
Or maybe I'll take a little nap on my king-size bed.
Chew on that a bit.
The stark differences in our situations, I mean.
This is the Arizona State Prison.
This is my kingdom.
You know, Oliva, I can promise you this.
In the very near future, you'll be grovelling before me.
And you'll be begging me to fight you.
-Hmm. Hmm? -Begging me to accept your challenge.
Oh man, too funny.
Just too funny.
I always have such a good time with you.
Huh, you know, now that I think about it,
you, the most elite person in here,
just pissed all over a person who isn't even able to move right now.
That's how different our situations are.
You're the one on top, right?
And yet you're not laughing at all. Not even a little bit.
Oh, what's wrong, Unchained? Aren't you able to laugh anymore?
Uh, excuse me, Mr. Unchained.
Look at what I found.
It's a 1985 Romanée-Conti Magnum.
It's one of the very best vintages you can find.
Just this one bottle alone is as expensive as a high-end luxury car.
Isn't it just glorious?!
Mm.
Ha, just as expected.
It's good, isn't it?
More than good.
It's an immaculate pinot noir with a magnificent fruity palette.
Cask-aged, with an earthy nose
due to the rich soil in which the grapes were grown.
And also a hint of herbaceousness with a slight nuance of tobacco.
I only had one little sip,
but still, it's like listening to a hundred-piece orchestra
performing at their absolute peak.
Despite its complex blend of flavors, none of them are too overpowering.
Each one striking a distinct note
that stands out from, and yet also blends in with,
all the other myriad tastes and aromas.
This is a perfectly balanced wine.
However,
what is it about this particular liquid made from fermented grapes
that makes it worth 10,000 times more than an everyday table wine?
Uh, Mister?
It's at most 11 or 12 times more delicious.
So the pleasure you get from it's at most 14 or 15 times more.
Get the warden on the phone.
Sorry, Baki.
I wanted to get you some ice, but it wasn't meant to be.
So good.
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