[theme music playing]
[man singing rock song in Japanese]
[music ends]
Just take a look at that, gentlemen.
A pictograph!
But one of unprecedented magnitude and detail.
[man 1] Professor, that large figure shown in profile...
[Chris] Yes. I'm quite certain it's that demon we saw earlier.
[man 2] Then what is that smaller demon figure facing it, Professor?
My guess would be a child.
I think they're father and son.
[man 2] And that crowd of people gathered behind the father figure,
who could they be?
[Chris] I was just wondering that.
If you examine the faces closely,
you can see an abundance of diversity in race, gender and age.
From the way their gesturing towards him, they could be his followers.
Or worshippers.
Perhaps this is a depiction of them glorifying the father demon.
[man 1] Like he's some kind of god?
[Chris] Yes.
[Chiharu] Sorry we're stuck way in the back here, boss.
Want me to clear a path through 'em? Get us up in front?
[Hanayama] No. Here is fine.
[Yujiro] Even though you can't hear me,
I want you to listen.
What you and I are about to do
is not just a continuation of what's come before.
But it's also not a new beginning either.
[relieved gasp]
In fact, this is the conclusion.
[narrator] So this is how it ends.
Huh?
[Yujiro] Starting with your pinkie, go like this.
One by one.
There.
This is the greatest tool in the world.
[Baki] Tool?
[Yujiro] It can do what many ordinary tools can do.
And obviously something else.
[Baki] What else?
[Yujiro] It can be a weapon.
It can be a hammer or a blade. Or even a spear.
[eager gasping]
Let's try making it into a hammer
Starting with your pinkie, go like this.
Then, one by one, in this order,
fold each finger in toward your palm.
There.
Now let's do it in the opposite order.
Starting with your index finger, fold them in.
Then close your thumb over them.
Now, what've you got?
[Baki] Oh, uh...
It's strength, son.
You've got strength in your hand.
You can punch with that strength.
You can pierce with that strength.
It's humanity's oldest and finest weapon.
The fist.
[Baki] Release the tension from your folded fingers,
and gently hold them in place with your thumb.
Don't be worried about your stance.
Let your body tell you where your fist should be.
I see. You haven't forgotten.
[Baki] This where it all began.
The first lesson my father gave me.
Hey, boss.
There's only, like, a couple dozen people between us and the action.
You want me to clear a path?
[Hanayama] No. Here is fine.
[Yujiro] Don't think about defending yourself.
Concentrate your weight on the ball of your forward foot.
Focus only on throwing the punch.
Everything else is a distraction.
Pull all that you are into that fist.
There is no "will it work?"
or “won't it work?”
The thought doesn't even cross your mind.
That is what a test of strength is like!
[wincing]
[narrator] The sound of knuckles hitting faces,
it was the loudest and most horrible noise the two of them had made all night.
[Yujiro grunts]
[Baki grunts]
[Yujiro growls]
[Baki growls]
[grunts[
[groans]
[strained grunting]
[pained groaning]
[crowd gasping]
[narrator] Keeping oneself out of danger while defeating the enemy,
that is the art of fighting.
That is technique.
But to cast off any thought
of protecting the most vital spots of one's body,
and to instead willfully expose them to the blade,
that is not a fighting art, nor a martial art,
but something else entirely.
A test of strength.
A test of masculinity.
[uncomfortable groaning]
[man 1] Excuse me. Excuse me.
- Huh? - Huh?
[man 2] Hey!
[man 1 panting]
- [woman 1] What's going on? - [man 3] I can't see.
[woman 2] Who is that?
So it is him.
It really is the Ogre.
[man 1 weeps]
[man 4] What's he doing?
[woman 3] Praying?
[man 5] Hey. You notice something?
[man 6] Yeah, it seems like
a lot of people from foreign countries just showed up.
[members of crowd gasping]
Ogre.
[Yujiro grunts loudly]
[Baki grunts loudly]
[both grunting loudly]
[man 7] What a slugfest!
[man 8] Neither one of them's giving an inch!
[man 9] It's a battle between the strongest guys in the world!
Reminds me of someone.
[Oliva] Going toe-to-toe with Ogre.
Who knew there was someone fool enough to do that?
Oh, man. I don't believe this.
The kid's in a full-on slugfest with Yujiro Hanma.
I'm jealous.
Well, y'know, boss, we could get a little closer.
[Hanayama] No. Here is fine.
[Chiharu] Right.
They're already at the front.
[Doppo] You can feel it coming.
One way or the other,
when this insane flurry of punches is finally over,
this fight'll be over too.
[rapid blows landing]
[narrator] The teeming masses,
weak and helpless,
in front of them, shielding them,
stood an Oni.
Behind him,
masses of the weak gathered and huddled.
There was always a great crowd of them.
And always, always threatening the weak,
there were yes, strong soldiers.
That man had made up his mind.
His place was always to be facing the strong.
- [grunting] - [soldier groaning]
[narrator] There is no justice.
There is no evil.
There is only strength.
Eventually, the leaders of even the greatest of nations,
perceiving his strength,
were forced to recognize him as their equal.
They called him Ogre.
More than their equal, in fact.
They cowered before his strength
and sought to appease him with extraordinary monetary rewards.
The masses, seeing him triumphant over the powerful nations
that had for so long driven them to despair,
worshiped him as a god and loved him as an angel.
The ring separating father and son from the crowd
had gradually shrunk in size.
The field of energy from this epic battle had drawn them in.
They wanted to be near it,
to feel it up close.
To engrave it into their minds.
The son's fists felt his father.
The father's fists felt his son.
Again and again, their fists flew, seeking the most effective angle.
Again and again, their feet hammered the ground,
searching for greater leverage.
A domestic dispute like no other,
it was captured by news cameras and cell phones,
and transmitted to living rooms and computer screens across the nation.
[Katsumi] Dad? Are you watching this?
This competition makes me wonder...
[Shibukawa] In this match
whose victory do I even wish for?
[Jack sobbing]
Father... [sobs]
[continues sobbing]
That should have been me in there!
[narrator] Whether it was to embrace Baki,
or as a gesture of pride in his beloved son's efforts,
he opened his fists and his arms and stretched them wide.
[rapid blows landing]
[Baki yelling]
[rapid blows landing]
[large impact thud]
- [Doppo] Mm. - [Mitsunari gasps]
- [Hanayama gasps] - [grunts]
[Baki] Can I see?
Can I hear?
I can feel.
I can definitely feel my fists hitting my father.
My fists are the only connection between him and me.
And they're getting numb.
[blow lands heavily]
[Baki] Am I really punching him?
Am I really being punched back?
We finally have this chance to touch each other.
Seems a shame to be doing it with our fists.
But what if I punch him as if it were a hug?
- [bones cracking] - [gasps]
[solemn music playing]
[Yujiro chuckles]
[bones cracking]
[pained groaning]
There goes a rib.
Two.
Three, maybe more.
He's amazing.
My dad is amazing.
[shocked gasping]
[Baki] How many times tonight
have I thought he's amazing?
[Hanayama] It's the same.
The same as that night five years ago.
[ominous music playing]
[Yujiro] Mandible, fractured
Mental tubercle, fractured.
Mandibular ramus, fractured.
Numerous fissures as well.
Left orbital floor, fractured.
Nasal bone, collapsed.
Maxilla, fractured.
Additional fissures here too.
Damage to front teeth and molars.
Some missing or damaged beyond repair.
Left and right ear drums burst.
Cervical vertebrae sprained on both sides,
more than 30 degrees.
Ribs, six fractures
Bones and joints in both hands with extensive inflammation.
Bones in both feet with numerous slight sprains.
Inflammation as well.
Subcutaneous bleeding throughout the body.
The brain and internal organs
showing signs of...
[sighs]
That's enough, son.
[Doppo] Yes, enough.
To throw another punch, to continue the carnage
that wouldn't be a fight.
That wouldn't be the Great Brute.
[people gasp, yelp fearfully]
[rapid footsteps fleeing]
[nervous gasping]
Uh... Thank you!
You're incredible!
It was an honor to watch you fight!
Such an honor!
- Thank you! - Thank you so much!
[man] Thank you!
[Yujiro] I had a great time.
[impact thud]
[gasps]
[groans softly]
[gasping]
Huh?
Ya kicked me, didn't ya?
[Baki groans weakly]
[Yujiro] As I was walking away,
you gave me one last kick to the side of the face.
[Baki groans weakly] Uh-huh.
[groans]
[mysterious music playing]
[Yujiro] Hmm.
[chuckles]
[dramatic music playing]
I see.
That's right.
- [blow landing] - [chuckles]
...[blow landing]
That's right.
[confused murmuring]
- [perplexed muttering] - Huh?
Very good. Well done.
[Doppo] Only his fighting spirit is still unbroken.
I can't bear to watch this.
[blows landing]
- [ominous music sting] - [Yujiro chuckles[
All right then, son.
Enough. That's enough.
[Baki groans weakly]
[groans]
- [gasping] - No.
- There's no way - Huh?
[Mitsunari] Is that what I think?
- [Hanayama grunts] - [Doppo] It's...
It's tofu.
[narrator] The crowd, too, could see it clearly
The tofu in his palm as he sliced into it
The leeks as he chopped them on the cutting board.
The Great Brute, Yujiro Hanma,
was cooking his specialty,
miso soup with tofu.
Baki, food's ready.
Get up.
[Baki] Oh...
Guess it's that time?
[narrator] And as the crowd watched,
father and son sat down
to the most remarkable midnight snack ever served.
[Baki] Huh.
[Yujiro] This is all I've got.
[Baki chuckles]
It's more than enough, Father.
[Yujiro] Cut it out, will you?
Call me "Dad."
[Mitsunari] They're...
[Oliva] It's like they're...
They're in perfect harmony!
[sobbing gently]
[Yujiro] You're okay with doing this here?
[Baki] Yeah. It doesn't matter where it is.
[Yujiro] Relax. Get comfortable.
Dig in.
[Baki] Thanks.
[Yujiro] That's wrong.
[Baki] Huh?
[Yujiro] I've noticed it before.
You're not holding them properly.
[Baki] Well, it's not like we're back at your five-star restaurant.
[slurps]
[satisfied groan]
Yeah, it's good.
Maybe a little too salty.
Hmm?
You wouldn't know how a proper miso soup should taste.
[Baki] See for yourself.
Go on.
Don't be dumb.
You know it doesn't taste like anything.
It's just make-believe.
[Baki] Oh. Is that so?
[roaring angrily]
[man 1] He flipped the table!
[snarling ferociously]
Why, you--
[gasps]
[dramatic music sting]
They're gone!
The bowl and table...
They vanished!
- [Baki] Hey, Dad? - Huh?
You were just saved.
[gasps]
[dramatic music sting]
What the hell are you saying?
That you saved me?
[chuckles]
Yeah, well, you're right.
I think I know what it was.
That miso soup was a little too salty.
He acknowledged it!
- It was salty? - Whoa!
All right, I'll come clean.
I tried to pull a fast one on ya.
I lied.
[Doppo] Ogre lied?!
[confused gasping]
You noticed the look of surprise on my face
so you flipped the table and saved me.
The essence of strength is this...
having the strength to impose your will,
and attain your most selfish desires.
You made the Ogre, the strongest man on Earth,
go stand in the kitchen.
There is no greater act of selfishness.
Right here,
claim the title of the strongest in the world!
- Whoa! - [triumphant electronic music playing]
[both gasp]
[shocked grunting]
He acknowledged it!
Ogre acknowledged it!
He's admitted that Baki's the strongest!
[man 1] Baki Hanma's the strongest in the world!
[crowd gasping, exclaiming excitedly]
When all is done...
[grunts]
...it is he whose head is the highest,
the one who is looking down on his opponent,
that person is the real champion.
Your words, Dad.
It was you looking down on me
before you walked away.
At that moment, I was as good as dead.
The fact is, I lost.
[narrator] He couldn't hear,
and therefore didn't know he'd been declared the strongest in the world
[man 1] He conceded!
[man 2] The strongest in the world conceded defeat!
[man 3] What an amazing finish!
[narrator] Such were the decisive words
spoken by the son of the one and only Ogre.
A night of surprises.
The father handing over the title of world's strongest,
and the son handing over the victory.
[Mitsunari] We have a winner!
[crowd cheering loudly]
[narrator] Each had given to the other the greatest gift they had to offer.
[crowd whooping]
[Baki chuckles]
No wonder he's happy.
[crowd whistling]
He's as good as new.
[narrator] Thus, the greatest father-son fight in history
ended right there.
THE END
[theme music playing]
[music ends]
[camera shutters clicking]
[man] We're hearing now that it was only an exhibition match.
Are you disappointed that your match wasn't a true official one?
[Retsu] I did not use my feet.
I did not use my knees.
I did not use my elbows.
I only used these.
By taking the fight directly to Mr. Bolt and attacking his upper body,
I won the match.
It was a victory.
Nothing more and nothing less.
Whether the match was official or not,
whether that belt Kaiser gave me is officially recognized or not,
I leave that for others to decide.
Those are things I neither know about
or care about.
[man 1] Uh, right.
I had to force my kung fu to comply with the rules of boxing,
and I was still victorious.
That is all.