02x41 - D'Arby the Player, Part 2

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They're about to exit the tunnel!

Oh! D'Arby is ahead!

He's one car length ahead!

Now our speed will double.

I win!

No!

I still have more power
than you, D'Arby!

Which means...

Kakyoin's car just...

He spun and knocked
D'Arby's car off the race track!

He was going kilometers per hour!

He's out!

Kakyoin's car is safe on the ground.

He did it!

The car with less power loses
in collisions.

Forfeiting your power
to ram me was a mistake.

You didn't realize that I intentionally
stayed one car length behind

so I could spin
and knock you off course.

Is that so?

Seems you're the one
who's missed something.

Losing power was not an accident.

I planned it so you would knock
my car off course!

Everything rests
on this one moment!

Look where my car is going now!

What?

He landed on the opposite side
of the track, farther ahead!

I don't believe it!

Yes, normally, it's impossible.

Normally, an attempt to make it
to the opposite track

by hurdling over
the curve would result

in an abrupt collision with terra firma,
even at kilometers per hour.

You can't make it by jumping
over the curves.

But Kakyoin, it's another story
if you're catapulted over them.

All I needed was your help!

I sacrificed my power
so you would hit me.

It was all part of my plan.

Now, then,

Shall we proceed
with our race, Kakyoin?

Don't give up, Kakyoin!

Kakyoin!

There, his soul is mine.

He admitted defeat.

He knew it was pointless
to continue racing.

I must say Kakyoin,

you are the first opponent
to ever make me perspire.

This Kakyoin doll will make a most
exquisite addition to my collection.

He was my first opponent
to conquer his fears

and not crack under pressure.

Kakyoin!

I will treasure him
and his good company.

Careful.

I advise you to remain calm
and not to attack me.

And that's not all.

I could slip on a banana peel
and hit my head,

choke on a piece of gum,
or suffer a heart attack

and die from something as simple
as someone popping a bag of popcorn.

Kakyoin's soul would go straight
to heaven with me.

EPISODE :
D'ARBY THE PLAYER, PART

-Jotaro?
-Oh?

Hey, Jotaro!
Why are you sitting down?

I'll beat him! I'm next!

Old man, have you even played
any of these games?

Stay out of this, old man.

We're not playing cards
or hanafuda here.

We're playing baseball next.

That's how we'll do this.

I bet my soul.

Good. I bet Kakyoin's soul.

There. My Stand, Atum,
has released your arm.

Now that I have Kakyoin's soul,

there's no reason for me to keep
my Stand's hand on you.

And I'd be at a bit of a disadvantage

if I faced you
with my Stand one-handed.

I know your Star Platinum
is swift and precise.

Of all the games
you could have chosen...

This one is my specialty.

D'Arby! The minute Jotaro beats you,
I'll throttle you.

Don't forget that.

This game hasn't been tampered
with either.

I'm certain.

First, pick your team.

Jaguars.

I see.

You selected a strong offensive team.

You have two batters with over
a . batting average.

Then I'll choose the Red Dragons.

Offense or defense?
Take your pick.

Offense.

Fine. Jaguars will bat first.

You can design your own players
by drawing their faces.

This is Star Platinum.

Done.

Now, shall we play ball?

Jaguars versus Red Dragons.

Play ball!

TOP OF THE FIRST

I've chosen number as my pitcher.

January th is my birthday,
you know.

Here we go.

The pitcher is winding up.

The first pitch!

What?

Strike one!

Hey, Jotaro.
What did you just do?

You swung the bat before the pitcher
even threw the ball!

Hey, Jotaro...

What are you practicing
your swing for?

No...

Is this the first time
you've played this game?

Have you even played
video games before?

Answer me, Jotaro!

Relax. I know how to play baseball.

I'll figure out
the game's controls as I go.

What?

Your timing is totally off!

Your swings are pathetic!

This is your first time playing,
isn't it?

Strike two!

Now you swung the bat after
the catcher caught the ball!

You have no clue what you're doing!

Dammit, Jotaro!

You've never played
a video game before, have you?

Strike! Batter out!

Quit messing around, Jotaro!

Stop trying to act so cool!

You bet your soul!
There's no backing out!

Good grief.

This is when you're supposed
to cheer for me.

Like "It's only the first inning.
The game's just started.

You can do it, Jotaro." Like that.

What are you thinking?

Star Platinum's reflexes mean nothing

if you don't know the first thing
about video games.

Do you honestly think you can beat him?
What's your plan, Jotaro?

What's going on
in that head of yours?

Jotaro.

If you're trying to trick me
by pretending to be an amateur,

it's not going to work.

I'd never let my guard down,
not even against a child!

I've bet a soul,
and I will not hold back.

Old man.

I have no plan.

My only "plan" is to knock

the nose straight off the condescending,
over-inflated douchebag

taking up space beside me.

All I care about is getting
Kakyoin's soul back.

Say what you'd like.

It's still the top of the first inning,
and you have one out.

There's still more game to play.

And remember,

if you fall more than
eleven points behind,

you lose.

Second batter, number three.

Strike!

He's getting worse!

He was over centimeters above
the ball when he swung!

Strike two!

Not even close!

Strike three! You're out!

It's all over.

He's no competition for him.

It's like the high school
baseball champs

going against the tea ceremony club.

It's pathetic.

Strike!

Strike two!

It looks like he really is a beginner.
This is too easy!

In the same way
that a judo pro can gauge

his opponent's skill simply by looking
at the way he wears his gi,

I can tell
Jotaro is a complete video game novice!

But I will never let my guard down.

I know every batter's weakness
in this game.

Next will be a low pitch
to the outside.

I'll throw my best pitch,
the four-seam fast ball,

and strike him out!

First inning, two outs,
two strikes, no fouls.

Here comes my next pitch.

Go ahead.

I pretty much got the hang
of batting now.

What did he just say?

"Got the hang of it"?

What?

He can't have...

What is he talking about?

What does he mean?

What?

Jotaro!

Good. This game is pretty fun.

Huh? It can't be...

It's going. The ball is still going!

What did he say just now?

He just "got the hang
of batting now"?

Got the hang of it?

It's good!

You've got to be kidding me!
No way!

Home run!

A home run!

Jotaro!

What did you just say?

"I got the hang of it"?

Did you really say,
"I pretty much got the hang of batting"?

I'm not going to say it again.

He was a beginner.

He learned how to swing
with just eight pitches?

Jotaro Kujo has all the speed
and dexterity of Star Platinum.

Now I know why Master Dio
finds him to be problematic.

Now I know why my brother lost.

Interesting. I couldn't have asked
for a more fitting opponent.

But revealing your talents
so early in the game,

that, my friend, is a mistake
you will regret.

The game continues, Jotaro.

He did it!

He did it again!

Another home run!

You scored four runs
in the first inning!

Looks like you've got this game
in the bag, Jotaro!

Keep it up! Keep going!

Hey, D'Arby.

I know you'll turn
a deaf ear to me,

but I'll say it anyway
cause I'm a nice guy.

If you return Kakyoin's soul
and take us to Dio,

we'll spare your life.

My brother was a master gambler
and a genius con artist.

Yet he never said,

"Terrence, let's play
a game of poker."

Not even once.

Why do you think that is?

When I was fifteen, I caught my brother
making a move on my girlfriend.

He was ten years older than me,
and I beat him to a bloody pulp.

I broke his ribs and kicked him
until he vomited blood.

The last thing he ever
said to me was, "I'm sorry."

Do you know why?

Cut to the chase, b*stard!

Ever since we were kids,

my brother knew
he could never beat me.

And there's a reason for that.

Right now, you may appear confident,
hitting home run after home run.

But you feel a sense of unease,

just like my brother
did all those years ago.

My prowess worries you, doesn't it?

You're thinking,
"No... Maybe... It can't be..."

Right, Jotaro?

What are you talking about?

I'm changing pitchers!

Number is out.
Number is in.

Number is a power pitcher with
a maximum pitch speed of km/h.

I'll also tell you my pitch.

Number will throw a forkball
right down the middle!

What? He's declaring
what he's throwing?

A forkball right down the middle.

Do you believe me or not?

Jotaro, he's just trying to shake
your confidence.

Just ignore him!

Throw the ball, D'Arby.

To believe or not to believe?

It's coming right at him!

It's a fastball!

Is it going to change direction?

What's going to happen?

He swung!
Jotaro bet on the forkball!

But it's not changing direction!
It's a fastball!

He hit the bottom of the ball!

Out!

First inning!
Three outs! Change!

FIRST INNING

You idiot!

You fell for it?
You swung for a forkball!

No.

He already knew I would swing
for a forkball.

He knew before he threw the ball,
so he switched to a fastball.

And he's right.

I've been worried ever since
we stepped foot into this mansion.

He somehow knew that Star Platinum
would throw a left punch.

That's impossible!

Are you trying to tell me
he can read your mind?

It's my turn at bat.

This will be a home run.

I'll hit a home run right into
the left-field bleachers.

Old man.

You're sure the game
and console are good, right?

I'm positive.

And I haven't seen him make
any funny moves either.

Then the secret is his Stand.

His Stand doesn't just take souls.

He has another ability.

I'm going to aim for...

Now I'll get to the bottom of this.

What? He's going to try to hit
the batter on purpose?

Where might you be aiming now?
An inside pitch?

Will you throw it high?

Or low?

Are you planning some sort of trick?

What? He pulled back the second
Jotaro threw the ball!

He knew exactly
what was going to happen!

There's no way
he could have done that

without reading Jotaro's mind.

Home run!

That's one run.

Damn.

We've faced all kinds of opponents,
but never one who could read our minds.

If he can really read our minds,

then it doesn't matter how smart
or strong we think we are.

We don't stand a chance!

Jotaro, what are you going to do?

BOTTOM OF THE FIRST

Damn it! He's declaring
another home run.

Let's see.
Will it be an outside pitch?

Or are you going to aim low?

Perhaps a fastball?

Four to two.

A person's body language
and the surrounding environment

can sometimes help predict
an opponent's next move.

But never perfectly.

His Stand predicts Jotaro's pitch
with % accuracy.

And technically he's not cheating!

Another home run!
It's four to three!

How do we stop him
from reading our minds?

How?

I'll be in the lead in no time.

Now, will your next move
be an inside pitch?

A fastball? A high pitch?
Perhaps a curveball?

Oh, what do you
have up your sleeve?

Your hat...

Heh, you fool.

Do you honestly think
I'd cheat like my brother?

Jotaro, that's not it!

Hiding your face
with your hat won't help.

He's not watching the reflection
of the screen in your eyes.

There's no way he can see
what you're pressing

or what pitch you're choosing.

I've been watching him.
That's not what's going on.

I'm sweating.

That's why I took it off.

Please hurry up
and throw your next pitch.

But I won't be
sweating anymore.

I'll tell you my next pitch.

I'm throwing
a high, outside fastball.

What?

What?
What did you just say, Jotaro?

Just as I said.

Losing your hearing, old man?

I just told him my next pitch.

I'm going to throw a high,
outside fastball.

Jotaro!

To believe?
Or not to believe?

Not too bright, are you?

NEXT EPISODE PREVIEW

What did you just say, Jotaro?

I said I was going to declare my pitch.

-Jotaro is not lying.
-Yes.

-You rigged the console somehow!
-No.

Your school hat proves
that you're cheating!

It's not cheating
if you don't get caught.