BAKI-DOU: THE INVINCIBLE SAMURAI
What's this?
It's a shield.
A shield?
It's a shield used by riot police.
We're short on time. Keep your explanation concise.
Musashi Miyamoto cut it.
The one everyone's talking about?
The one everyone's talking about. That Musashi.
He cut this with a sword?
Wow.
It's made with reinforced acrylic.
It isn't bulletproof,
but it can't be penetrated by thrown rocks or bladed weapons.
And he cut it.
As if it were tofu or butter.
Wait.
He is thinking, "Wait."
The Prime Minister is suddenly struck with the thought, "Wait."
"I know this."
I am creating a human being.
That's it.
It all came together at once.
Prime Minister, what is it?
What on earth?
Did he really create one?
Things moved quickly from here.
He sought permission to use firearms.
But it shot way past what they had in mind.
The scale and intensity of the scene spiked beyond anything normal.
Everyone.
Police units and riot squads are effortlessly overrun.
Under no circumstances must the people witness such a disgrace!
Under no circumstances must the people... no, the entire world,
hail that man, Musashi Miyamoto, as a hero!
Officially sanctioned. Stamped by the government.
The police force has been unleashed.
This is the ultimate armored vehicle built for counterterrorism.
By now, its equipment is weapon-grade.
The Special Tactical Assault Team, STAT.
Of course, these aren't rubber bullets.
There you go again, being dramatic.
Well, now...
Can't you do something about this, Prime Minister?
No, I cannot!
This time, Noble Elder, your antics have gone too far.
He is the true Musashi Miyamoto. What's more, he is a clone.
If the world finds out about this, Japan will be isolated.
Cloning technology advances on a daily basis.
However, the creation of human clones remains strictly taboo.
It is a globally-accepted principle.
Humanism. Ethics. The protection of human rights.
- From every perspective-- - I get it already.
Should we kill him?
There have already been two victims.
We cannot allow any more.
The bodies will pile up.
He's a master swordsman who cuts down anyone who approaches him.
Even trying to speak with him carries risk.
We have authorized the special use of live ammunition in firearms.
That makes it all the more true.
The body count will be even worse.
It's so loud.
Are they kites?
Are there people riding those?
They're worthy adversaries.
So be it, all of you.
Target advancing!
Stop! All troops, be on guard!
The target slipped between cars six and seven!
He's behind us!
All units, disembark immediately!
Alert level four! Deploy immediately upon disembarking!
He's not here.
What's wrong?
No target found!
Check under the vehicles.
Below them! Under the cars!
The moment you spot him, open fire!
Well...
That...
Shimamoto...
Who's that?
What?
For a moment, two moments, he hesitated to look back.
He had a vision of being cut down when he turned around.
STAT didn't allow a third moment.
Shouldn't you have opened fire the moment you spotted me?
That same vision
played out before him.
The tragedy begins, right here and now.
He's here!
- Over here! - Surround him!
Behind car five! Someone's down!
- Don't surround him! - Who's down?
He's underneath!
- He went under! - Shine a light!
He's not here.
Where is he?
There he is!
- He cut him! - He's over here!
- He's over there! - Shoot!
Don't shoot, you idiot!
He went toward car one!
- Chase him! - Split into two groups!
- Cut him off! - Don't let him get away!
- We surrounded him! - What now?
I can't shoot him.
Is this...
He's making us surround him!
He disappeared again!
Over there!
What about Musashi?
He's not here.
Officer, looks like he's going to wipe us all out, isn't he?
He appears,
then slashes.
He slashes relentlessly
and suddenly disappears.
With their commander gone, he aims at the shaken group
and unleashes this demonic wave of attacks.
The handpicked squad members were frozen, rooted to the spot, and unable to move.
How many...
...have been cut?
At least ten people are down!
Who's next?
We...
We are not used to this kind of battle!
Spread out!
Move away! Move away from the vehicles!
At this moment, one man alone stood his ground.
Chief Inspector Hikoji Tanuma.
Attention!
From now on, Chief Inspector Tanuma takes command of this squad!
Tanuma, STAT's second-in-command, invokes his command authority.
Cars one to six, move to the front of the convoy!
Cars seven to twelve, stay where you are and stay alert!
STAT starts moving again.
The gaps between the vehicles! Flank them from both ends!
Form groups of two or more! Watch the front and rear!
Aim for his legs!
Aim for below his knees!
You idiot.
I'd run away.
I'd hide as well.
Then I'd appear...
Above you!
...and cut you down!
It burns.
Chief Inspector Tanuma!
Don't surround!
- Don't let him get inside! - His legs!
STAT are Japanese citizens too.
So they all know.
This is super dangerous.
The two-sword style.
It's officially known as Niten Ichi-ryu.
The strongest samurai in history, the swordsman of all swordsmen,
number-one strategist Musashi Miyamoto
is said to have devised this original style.
STAT LOCKER ROOM
INSPECTOR HIKOJI TANUMA
Is it really okay?
To be fully armed.
What's bothering you?
Our opponent only has a Japanese sword.
And who is this opponent with a Japanese sword?
Chief Inspector,
do you seriously believe that he's Musashi Miyamoto?
Whether I can believe it or not, that doesn't matter.
If they say he's Musashi Miyamoto, then he's Musashi Miyamoto.
If they say he's Lincoln, then he's Lincoln.
Doubting that won't give us any strength.
We're using real guns against a sword.
That's an order too.
We don't need to hold back anything.
Relying on numbers,
relying on the latest and most powerful weaponry.
Yet what's the result?
Despite suffering extensive casualties,
the enemy
still hasn't suffered even a scratch.
And what's more,
he's Musashi Miyamoto and the founder of Niten Ichi-ryu.
And the STAT are Japanese.
They know all too well how dangerous he is.
There it is!
The portrait they've seen countless times.
It's him!
Musashi Miyamoto in the flesh!
Don't move.
Whoever moves, his head, or someone else's, will go flying.
By this point,
not a single person doubts his words.
Now, which one is your leader?
This is no joke.
Every soldier sees it with his own eyes.
The sight of their last commanders being cut in two as soon as he appears.
Not here?
That's unfortunate.
We're done here!
Get in your cars and retreat immediately!
I'll slash anyone who stays!
They don't try to find reasons to resist.
They only see reasons not to resist.
They say this was the smoothest action that day.
Even with the full strength of an organization as enormous as the police,
they couldn't stand up to a single man.
And on top of that, it seems this man
is a clone created through genetic manipulation.
And what's more, I'm told this clone is the swordmaster Musashi Miyamoto.
Everyone, all of this is really happening in 21st-century Japan!
Imagine what will happen if the world finds out about this.
The world will jump on this news.
The world will laugh at us when they hear this news.
The world will boo us loudly when they hear this news.
I'll say it clearly. This is a matter of national order.
We're trying to create another strongman!
Chief of Staff of the Ground Self-Defense Force. What do you think?
Of course, if it's an order...
Noble Elder, no one must find out about this.
The Self-Defense Force is too conspicuous.
National forces facing off against one man must never be shown to the public.
We must treat this as a small incident and end it quietly.
Quietly.
I do have one person in mind.
His physical strength is unparalleled.
And we can trust in his resistance to blades.
Who?
However,
he is what you might call a person belonging to an antisocial group.
Who do you mean?
Utsumi, are you...
We're going back to the postwar black market era.
I've heard the rumors, but he's beyond anything I imagined.
Such an appearance.
Such a piercing gaze.
Are these really the eyes of a boy?
Is this really okay?
For the head of the police force to come to a place like this?
Hanayama.
This surely isn't a bad deal for you either.
Hanayama.
Won't you help out for the sake of the country?
Hey.
Choose your words more carefully.
For the sake of the country...
What, you're gonna use yakuza?
I feel sorry for the country.
Utsumi, we've been enemies for a long time.
Hanayama.
"For the sake of the country" sounds like an appealing phrase.
I apologize for trying to win you over this way.
Please forgive me.
HANAYAMA
He's unlike a terrorist and unlike a psychopath.
He's unlike anyone we've faced before.
There is no fathoming the depths
of the monster that has appeared before us.
Hanayama, I want to ask you again.
On behalf of us, who have exhausted all our options,
Kaoru Hanayama, will you step in for the country?
As a yakuza member, this shouldn't be a bad deal for you.
Utsumi,
go home for today.
Our differences cannot be solved in a day.
That's how deep the gap between you and us is.
You're right. It might've been a rash proposal.
Yes?
Hanayama.
The guy who was cut down by Musashi, named Otsuka...
That guy and I joined at the same time.
I wanted to avenge him with my own hands.
I thought I was ready, but...
I couldn't lay a single scratch on him.
I should forget about revenge.
There's a mountain of dead comrades now.
Hanayama!
As the Superintendent General of the Police,
you mustn't go any further.
I understand the situation now.
Go home and have a drink.
Sorry for making you come all this way,
Kizaki.
It's no trouble.
It's about the boss, right?
Yes.
The fact that he accepted this task is typical of Hanayama and truly noble, but...
His opponent is truly the worst.
I've heard it's Musashi Miyamoto.
Kizaki.
I hear you're an intellectual from a national university.
I appreciate it. But that's just my academic background.
Then let me ask you this. Do you know anything about clones?
Clones, you say?
You mean that...
that man who calls himself Musashi...
He's not just a man who calls himself Musashi.
He's the real deal.
No...
Well...
I'm at a loss for words.
Blade fights are something of a specialty for people like you, but...
He's on another level.
Well...
His swordsmanship... Is it the same as it was back then?
Sea King Retsu was cut down.
Excuse me?
Is it true?
I've confirmed it.
It was a heroic,
truly heroic,
magnificent and honorable
way to go.
Noble Elder Tokugawa said so himself.
That the opponent is truly the worst.
Boss?
Where is he?
Well, actually,
he's currently heading from Shibuya to Shinjuku.
KABUKICHO FIRST AVENUE
Isn't that our territory?
That means we'll have to give him a proper welcome.
Subtitle translation by: Wataru Uno