04x21 - Our Dr. Stone

[bunniefuu]

I never expected this.

I'm staring death in the face, but I don't feel a shred of fear.

Yeah

It's because I'm not alone.

My friends will defeat Stanley.

I know they will.

They'll win, with the power of science.

Right, Senku?

NOW ! 3,000 meters.

In one second.

Well, that was terrifying.

Our choc cannon is utalbray.

Now our poor little receptacle is all chipped.

Mission accomplished.

We just need to put the finished petrification device there and victory is ours.

Still.

It keeps breaking.

We're trapped in crafting hell.

How can we make it easy to crack without cracking it?

Right?

Crap, and our time just keeps on slipping away.

Don't let us down, you guys, because we're all counting on you.

Slow down Stanley's army as much as you possibly can for us.

That's that.

We can't move on without a radio.

We're stuck here until it's up and running.

Negative.

We keep marching.

Those three who attacked us earlier, they're the strongest cards in the fledgling science team's deck.

So why would Senku deploy all of them on a clearly dangerous recon mission?

That's a good question.

It's fishy.

They were willing to risk their lives to buy some time.

I can practically smell it.

My soldiers instincts are screaming at me to hurry.

We won't give them time.

If it comes down to it, we'll even sacrifice our comms.

We're taking out the enemy base now.

Luna.

Our self-petrification plan is a bust without our revival crew.

And our original team has been captured.

So it's on you now.

Right!

Sure, you can rely on me.

I totally got this, but why me?

Is it because I'm cool-headed and capable?

You're the closest thing to a doctor we've got.

So if our legs or fingers get blown off our petrified bodies, we can count on you to stitch us back together.

You'll take Chelsea along as your guide.

You'll need to hide somewhere far away.

Okey-dokey.

Carlos, you traitor!

Why the hell are you letting her go without us?

We gotta be there to...

Catch you later, alligator!

Nothing to worry about.

I've totes got you covered.

I'll find a nice safe space for us.

It's on me.

Everyone's counting on me.

Hey! What's wrong, Chelsea?

Did you stub your toe or something?

Oh crap, my bad.

I'm a super freak for crying like this.

LOL!

Only four hostages.

Kohaku, Hyouka, and Tsukasa went to slow them down, but I don't see them.

That can only mean...

It's just, you know, we all know what the deal is.

There's obviously not enough time to get the Medusa ready.

But still, everyone's gonna work their booties off until the clock runs out.

And that's the real reason they're having us run far away.

We wouldn't stand a chance against those guys!

No way!

- You're running the wrong way !
- Senku and Carlos and Max and all the others will be k*lled for real this time!

And I refuse to let that happen!

No, no, no, no, no, no!

Holy apcray!

Things just went from bad to worse!

Stanley's already here!

It's up to me to stop him!

Every second matters!

I'll buy them some time so they can finish the Medusa!

First, you gotta get through me!

In case anyone's feeling soft, let's get one thing straight.

Our mission here is to sh**t every last one of them other than X eno, even if they surrender.

Understood.

Taiju, no!

Taiju, this isn't funny.

You can wake up now.

You're invincible.

You always get right back up.

Don't you, Taiju?

It's one kingdom of science facing off against another, and we've arrived at the final showdown.

Humanity's future hangs in the balance.

Although, you are absolutely fooling yourselves if you think anything on this planet can stop Stanley now.

I always knew it would be impossible to secure Senku's cooperation from my autocratic world takeover.

We'll either k*ll him or imprison him for the rest of his life.

That said, if you can accept the inevitable facts, I could perhaps allow some mercy.

That's shameless even for you.

You're mistaken if you think this is over.

Every second is another step, and each step carries us forward.

Senku won't give up until we reach our science future.

You're forgetting something, Dr. Xeno.

The heart of science is endlessly carving away until a path forward is revealed.

Am I wrong?

And no matter who we lose along the way, when this is over, we'll be the ones left standing.

We'll all be petrified, and we'll all be saved by the future of science.

Our Dr. Stone!

Our friends!

This can't be happening!

All our precious diamonds went up in flames.

I failed.

In the end, I couldn't do anything to help us.

We racked our brains trying to figure it out.

Worked our tails off hoping to finish the diamond in time.

But the Medusa still belongs to Why-man, like a distant star, too far and bright to grasp.

We didn't manage a step towards the beautiful future we imagined.

I'm sorry.

We didn't take any steps?

Really?

I wouldn't be so certain if I were you.

Just because we didn't figure it out ourselves doesn't mean it's over.

Someone's calling.

I wonder who it could be.

Who do you think?

Our genius watchmaker.

He's calling in from good ol' Corn City.

Who else but Joel would be ringing us up out of the blue?

Let's go with .03 meters in ten seconds.

I have a strict policy.

Only when I succeed in a new professional endeavor

do I allow myself to indulge in a celebratory pour utterly uninterrupted.

This futuristic tech... it's leaps and bounds beyond anything we had back in the 21st century.

And it's now forever in humanity's possession.

From this moment forward, time is our only constraint.

I can provide as many of these as you wish.

It's nothing, though it would have been nigh impossible without my masterful skill set.

Kaseki, this breakthrough was thanks to you.

We're splitting into two teams.

It's gotta be a secret code, don't you think?

I don't like it.

Don't tell the Brats.

We're not passing along anything suspicious.

We can't risk it if those little runts are trying to pull off something sneaky.

Your watch got a Morse code message?

Meaning your accessory is actually a wiretap?

What do they mean, splitting into two teams?

That channel is exclusively for sharing technical information on the diamond batteries.

I highly doubt they would carelessly break protocol.

They must have achieved some sort of breakthrough in regard to our little diamond polishing conundrum.

I assume you brought along experts from Japan.

Such as a master craftsman, for example?

Kaseki!

Exquisite!

It splits perfectly in two!

The diamond battery possesses a cleavage plane running directly down the middle!

This Kasuki knows his stuff!

Now I understand how it functions.

It's still going to be a disgustingly challenging polish, though.

Good thing I live for a challenge.

My pride as a master of jeweled timepieces is on the line here!

The rest is history.

The first man-made Medusa has finally debuted its breathtaking light.

So this one's for you and our joint success, Kaseki.

Thank goodness!

I had fallen to despair.

My entire life's work wasn't a waste after all.

Such a strange feeling, even if I lose my life.

Even if all of us do.

I know for a fact the science we forged together will endure into the future

as a light that'll keep shining long after we're dead and gone.

You thought you was clever, testing it in a glass.

You knew we'd never let you keep it!

Sorry, but that ain't how it's going down.

I'mma have to confiscate this little device of yours.

It's too dangerous of a weapon.

I only have one tiny regret left.

I really wish I could have congratulated Jewel for his incredible work.

Do it !

You can call him on the radio

It doesn't matter anymore whether or not Stanley picks up our signal.

Ten billion percent true.

Should be fine.

I'm fairly certain Stanley doesn't have access to a working radio anymore.

Think of it this way.

Their actions are excessively aggressive, even for them.

No attempt to give us an ultimatum.

No regard for white flags.

It's as though their radio was destroyed, shifting the hostage situation's balance of power.

It makes sense.

Kohaku, Tsukasa, and Hyoga?

None of them are the type to just roll over and die for no good reason!

You're right.

We can't waste this.

There's a good chance we have complete control over all lines of communication.

And if we're right?

Yeah.

It's time to make one last ditch effort.

It's Japanese.

An update on the crafting process?

Somebody translate it for me this instant before the signal's interrupted.

Nice.

The timing couldn't be better, because I've just about reached my limit for sitting around quietly!

We're going to hit them with all we've got!

Didn't I tell you that was the answer all along?

Yeah, none of us are making it out alive anyway!

True.

But even if we all meet our end, I know the kingdom of science will live on.

It's our shared legacy!

These people... their faith is overwhelming.

I don't get it.

Regardless, there's no way I'm bowing out just yet.

At least, not until I have that victory toast.

With Kaseki, my fellow master craftsman.

Attention, everyone in North America and everyone in South America.

Heads up that every last one of us needs to be petrified.

We've suffered heavy losses, and this is the only chance we have left.

This measure is our best and last hope.

The calamity that turned humankind to stone 3,700 years ago.

It's happening again, but this time by our own science.

We're at another nasty turning point in history.

We're destroying humanity, and then we're going to save it.

Those brats.

They must know this is going to get them all k*lled.

What gives?

Let's go!

They're after that fancy weapon.

Keep them away at all costs.

What the?

As long as you're breathing, there's a chance.

Even if you feel like it's the end.

Keep on fighting and don't hold anything back.

We need that chain.

I guess we won ?

Yeah, they've all been dealt with.

It isn't over!

Don't let him get his face near the device!

Well, your reckless plan fell to ashes, Joel.

Tell me why you betrayed us.

Because you ruined my freshly poured whiskey celebration.

And I would never tolerate such an uncivilized interruption without unleashing a little perp in revenge.

That's the reason.

Gotta respect the attitude, Greenhorn.

You didn't want the rest of your science pals to die.

At least not until you had a chance to talk some shop with their homegrown craftsman, Kaseki.

You can drop the cool guy act now.

You're talking to another technician here.

I know how you fe-

I hear static.

The kid's watch is some kind of receiver.

Hurry up and secure the radio!

One of their ranks could still send a signal and set off the petrification device!

One of their ranks?

I'm pretty sure we already neutralized everyone.

The order isn't coming from one of us.

It's from God in heaven.

Were you really unaware?

Perhaps you should have paid more attention in your science classes.

I suggest you clean out those ears, Mr. Technician.

A voice has been screaming at us from the heavens this entire time.

Affect 12,800,000 meters in one second.

So Why-man's gonna do it again?

Or actually, that's not really true, is it?

It's gonna be Senku's voice.

Senku's voice will end the world and save everyone.

With the science future...

of Dr. Stone.