04x39 - The Sleeping sl*ve
Posted: 01/24/23 10:48
Op subs: No one can escape the fate that was chosen for them.
Op subs: All that remains is the end, where you will all perish.
JoJo-EpTitle,Sign: Episodio The Sleeping sl*ve
Mista: Bucciarati? This stone is definitely shaped like...
Mista: Hey! Are you the sculptor?!
Mista: Who the hell are you?!
Mista: Don't you dare try anything!
Mista: I didn't k*ll you because I was ordered not to,
Mista: but now that I know you're a Stand user,
JoJo-main: ,there's no guarantee that I won't add another hole between your eye sockets!
Mista: Who the hell are you?
JoJo-main: ,How do you know Bucciarati?
Mista: The florist's daughter falling to her death is concerning,
Mista: but why did you follow me from the restaurant?
Sco: Daughter?
JoJo-main: ,Are you a police officer?
JoJo-main: ,No, the police wouldn't—
Mista: Listen up, you sick bastard! I'll be the one asking questions here!
Mista: You just need to answer!
Mista: Just concentrate on that.
Mista: Got that? Don't even think about saying or doing anything else!
Mista: That also includes lying to me. Got it?
Mista: All right... I'll ask you one question at a time.
Mista: First off, are you in a g*ng?
JoJo-main: ,Do you belong to some organization?
Mista: I can find out later if I look into it, of course.
Sco: N-No... I'm just a sculptor.
Sco: I'm not famous, but I make a living off of it.
Mista: Then how did you become a Stand user?
Sco: I don't even know what a Stand is.
sco: If you mean this ability...
JoJo-main: ,It just started happening while I was still a child.
Sco: Was it the same for you?
Mista: Hey!
Mista: Next question. Why did you follow me from the restaurant?
Mista: And how do you know Bucciarati?
Sco: Bucciarati...
Sco: Bucciarati... Is that his name?
JoJo-main: ,Let me see him, please! He came with you to this building, right?
Mista: Hey, hey, hey, hey!
Mista: You didn't answer my question, you moron!
Sco: I-It's probably not an answer you'll like...
Sco: But this rock moves on its own, regardless of how I think or feel.
Sco: It's been like that ever since I was a kid.
Sco: It's a power that I have no control over.
Sco: The rock didn't follow you.
JoJo-main: ,It was following him... Bucciarati.
Mista: Oh, is that so?
Mista: Do you want me to make it so you can never hold a chisel again?
Mista: Sorry to break it to you, but Bucciarati's far away from here, you dumbass!
Sco: You're the one who's lying.
JoJo-main: ,Bucciarati should be in this apartment building.
Sco: Let me see him. His life depends on—
Mista: Don't mess with me!
JoJo-main: ,Why did you k*ll the florist's daughter? What are you after—
Mista: What the hell are you doing?!
JoJo-main: ,I told you to not try anything funny!
Sco: The rock has left...
Mista: What?!
Sco: One of the greatest sculptors in history, Michelangelo, once said...
Sco: "I don't have any thoughts when I take hold of a marble slab.
Sco: Every block of stone already has a statue inside it,
Sco: and it is the task of the sculptor to discover it."
Mista: What the hell are you babbling about, you bastard?!
Mista: You're going to die if you don't hurry up and bring that rock back here!
Sco: Michelangelo was saying that the ultimate statue is not created from an idea.
Sco: It already dwells within the stone as its destiny.
Sco: He was an artist who could seethat destiny as he sculpted.
Sco: It's not that I sculpted that rock into the shape of Bucciarati,
Sco: and neither did your b*ll*ts.
Sco: That is the shape of destiny.
Sco: The statue had a hole in its chest that was gushing out blood.
Sco: I don't know if it's in a few days or in a few months,
Sco: but that's going to be how Bucciarati eventually dies.
Sco: We're all slaves to fate.
Sco: That's the meaning behind my ability, Prophecy Stones.
Mista: This is your last chance! Bring the rock back here now!
Mista: If you die, so will your Stand! You get that, don't you?!
Sco: If he touches my Prophecy Stones,he can die without suffering.
Sco: I wanted to see him so I could at least hear his last words...
Mista: Wh-What the hell is this guy's problem?
Mista: Is he mocking me?
JoJo-internal/narrator: ,How the hell can he be so calm, damn it?!
Mista: Fine! You want your brain splattered onto that rock so badly?
Mista: Look! There are three sh*ts left.
Mista: This is how you use destiny!
Mista: You're apparently trying to do something to Bucciarati,
JoJo-main: ,so bring that rock back here right now!
Mista: You're the one who doesn't have time or chances!
Sco: I told you. There's nothing more I can do.
mista: Bring it back here right now, God damn it!
Sco: The florist had a hard time walking, right?
Sco: He doesn't know it yet,
JoJo-main: ,but it's an early symptom of some disease in one of his internal organs.
Sco: He'll most likely survive, though.
JoJo-main: ,When his daughter d*ed, her organs were preserved.
JoJo-main: ,He'll receive them as transplants.
Sco: The girl found out from the rock
JoJo-main: ,that she'd contract the same disease in a few months.
Sco: She understood that and believed it.
Sco: She decided to die while she was healthy for her father's sake,
JoJo-main: ,rather than die in pain later.
Sco: So she accepted the rock, and...
Sco: The rock allowed her to die without suffering,
JoJo-main: ,and in a way in which her organs weren't crushed.
Mista: You have some nerve saying that when you're the one who k*lled her!
Mista: Wh-What?!
b*llet: It's a misfire, Mista!
b*llet: That b*llet was a dud!
Mista: That's impossible!
b*llet: That b*llet is Number 's responsibility!
Five: Aw, why me?
Sco: I cannot die yet.
Sco: Because the rock hasn't carved my death yet.
Mista: Y-You think you're going to get two duds in a row, you jackass?!
Sco: You caught a glimpse of destiny just now.
Sco: You no longer have any intention of sh**ting me.
Sco: Am I wrong?
Mista: Wh-What's with this guy? Damn it!
Mista: What the hell is he talking about?
JoJo-main: ,Is he still messing with me?
Mista: Hello, Fugo?
JoJo-main: ,Tell Bucciarati that this sculptor is a Stand user!
Fugo: What?
Mista: This bastard keeps mentioning Bucciarati,
JoJo-main: ,but I can't really tell what's going on by myself!
Fugo: What are you talking about, Mista? You still haven't met up with him?
Mista: Huh?
Fugo: Bucciarati headed to that apartment building a while ago.
JoJo-main: ,He followed you right after you got out of the car.
Fugo: Hello? Mista? What's wrong?
Mista: What?!
Bad_luck,Sign: Bad luck
Sign: Prophecy Stones
Sign: Scolippi
Mista: Wh-What's the number, Fugo? I have to find him!
Mista: What's the number to the phone Bucciarati has right now?
Fugo: Are you all right?
JoJo-internal/narrator: ,The one you're calling right now is Bucciarati's.
Fugo: Hello, Mista? Hello?
Mista: Hurry, b*ll*ts! Find Bucciarati!
Fugo: Mista? Hello?
Mista: Hey, wake up, you sculptor bastard!
Mista: How can I stop that rock?
Mista: Hey, wake up, would you?!
Mista: Answer me, God damn it!
Mista: What do I need to do to stop that rock from getting to Bucciarati?!
Mista: P-Please... Tell me.
Mista: I'm starting to understand what you told me.
Mista: But what the hell am I supposed to do?
Mista: I can't let Bucciarati touch that rock, no matter what.
Mista: I can't.
Mista: Please, tell me.
Sco: It'd be better and easier...
JoJo-main: ,if you two didn't defy the rock...
Sco: No one's been able to do it before, but if you're able to destroy that rock
Sco: or change its shape, then...
b*llet: We found him, Mista!
Five: We found Bucciarati!
Six: We got a report from Number that he found him!
Six: Bucciarati's on the seventh floor!
b*llet: The stairs! Bucciarati used the stairs!
Mista: What?!
One: Th-This isn't good!
One: The rock! The rock is on the stairs, too!
One: The rock is right in front of Bucciarati!
Mista: Stop him, Number !
Mista: Tell him not to touch that rock!
b*llet: It's no use, Mista!
JoJo-main: ,Number 's b*llet doesn't have enough power left to fly over there.
Mista: Bucciarati!
b*ll*ts: Yee-haw!
Bruno: b*ll*ts?
b*llet: We did it!
b*llet: That was close!
b*llet: Its shape is falling apart!
b*llet: That's great and all...
b*llet: B-But I have a feeling we might've made things worse...
Bruno: b*ll*ts, what in the world is going on here?
Bruno: Is that a Stand?
Bruno: And its shape...
b*llet: Run, Bucciarati!
Bruno: Zipper Man!
b*llet: Don't att*ck it!
b*llet: It's bad news if you touch it!
Mista: Run down here, Bucciarati!
Bruno: Mista!
Mista: You can't touch that rock!
Mista: If you lay even a finger on it, you'll die!
Bruno: What do you mean?
Mista: I'll explain the details later!
Bruno: Is that rock a Stand?
Mista: Hurry and get downstairs!
JoJo-main: ,Get out of this building and get as far away as possible!
Mista: What? This happened in the elevator earlier, too...
Mista: Sh-sh*t! These stairs are dangerous!
Mista: We need to find another way down.
Mista: Going down these stairs is a bad idea!
Mista: Go up, Bucciarati!
Mista: Wh-Where is it?
Mista: It's not here! Damn it!
JoJo-main: ,Where did it go?!
Bruno: Mista, what's going on?
Mista: Sh-sh*t!
Mista: Above you, Bucciarati!
Mista: Bucciarati!
Bruno: Wh-What's this face on this rock?
Mista: If we can destroy the rock or change its shape...
Bruno: Mista!
Mista: If I just smash it into the pavement from here, it should break into pieces!
Mista: Damn it!
Mista: You're not getting away!
Bruno: That's impossible! Mista!
Mista: Damn it... What that sculptor bastard said...
Mista: turned out to be true...
Mista: If you don't appear in the rock, then it's not your time to die yet...
Fugo: What the hell have you been doing, Mista?
Fugo: You left the tape recorder on the car seat, you dumbass.
Mista: Hey... It's you, Fugo...
Bruno: What was this rock?
Bruno: Mista, what chain of coincidences led to this?
Mista: Uh... You should be fine now.
Mista: I, uh... don't even know how to explain all this.
Mista: Anyway, about the florist's daughter's death...
Mista: The sculptor was sort of the suspect,
Mista: but not exactly the suspect...
Mista: I hurt him enough to land him in the hospital for a couple of months, though...
Fugo: I still have no idea what the hell you're talking about.
Fugo: Was he an enemy or not?
JoJo-main: ,Was it su1c1de or not?
Fugo: Explain it all in a more orderly fashion!
mistA: That's just it, though...
mista: It's really, uh... hard to sort everything out in my head.
Msita: Simply put, we destroyed the rock, so everything's over now.
Mista: Hey, Bucciarati, I'll look into the incident with Leaky Eye Luca.
Bruno: No, it'd probably be quicker to look into it myself
JoJo-main: ,than have you try to explain what happened.
Bruno: It's a job I can do on my own.
Bruno: Fugo, try to get a decent explanation out of Mista so we can explain
JoJo-main: ,what happened here to the florist.
Fugo: Bucciarati, I'm willing to do anything for you,
Mista: I'm not sure how I should say this...
Fugo: but do you really think I can understand what he's saying?
Fugo: You can stop thinking now.
JoJo-main: ,We'll just use Abbacchio's Moody Jazz.
Sco: Over...
JoJo-internal/narrator: ,Everything is over, you say?
Sco: If you had just accepted Prophecy Stones, everything would've ended peacefully...
Sco: We're all slaves to fate.
Sco: We cannot change what has already taken shape.
Sco: I don't know who they are, but now they're going to face a difficult path,
Sco: and some of them will lose their lives.
Sco: But...
JoJo-internal/narrator: ,Are they all like this?
Sco: He jumped from up there to destroy the rock for his friend, Bucciarati.
Sco: The path filled with hardships that they're about to walk
Sco: might have some meaning.
Sco: Their hardships may end up being someone else's hope,
JoJo-internal/narrator: ,and might be the beginning to some greater meaning.
Sco: I can't wish for their safety, but I pray that they are sleeping slaves.
Sco: Sleeping slaves who will find some meaning once they awaken.
Mista: Hey, hurry up!
JoJo-main: ,Who's gonna heal Bucciarati's injuries if you don't hurry up?
Mista: Hey, Giorno!
Mista: Whoa, be careful, Trish.
Trish: Thanks. Something suddenly appeared near my feet...
Crunch,Sfx: {\c&HDCF&\c&HB&}Menacing
Mista: Trish?
Mista: Hey, Trish! Wh-Where'd you go, Trish?
JoJo-main: ,Trish!
Mista: Hey, Giorno! Where the hell is Trish?!
Gio: Unbelievable... Trish is right there, Mista.
Trish: Mista, Giorno, I'm right here.
Trish: I didn't trip on this rock. It's what was in its shadow.
Turtle: Don't leave me behind.
Turtle: If you leave me behind,
JoJo-main: ,I don't know how many days it'll take me to get to the Colosseum.
Mista: Polnareff?!
Gio: Mr. Polnareff.
Trish: You're still alive.
Trish: But if all our minds were switched back,
Trish: then your soul... and the turtle...
Pol: My body is dead.
Pol: But the moment my soul got sucked out,
JoJo-main: ,I was able to hang on to this turtle Stand.
Pol: I can't leave this key, but I decided to live here for a while as a ghost.
Mista: Well, it's great and all that you're okay,
Mista: but it's not over yet.
Mista: We're going to the Colosseum to heal Bucciarati's wounds.
Pol: Bucciarati? But his soul...
Trish: Hey, what are you doing?!
Mista: Oh, uh, sorry!
Mista: I was just thinking that you're right...
Mista: I think I might actually smell weird.
Mista: So this is what I smell like?
Mista: Maybe I'll start using cologne...
Trish: Really?
Trish: I might've said something weird back then,
Trish: and maybe it's because I was panicked, but it doesn't bother me anymore.
Trish: It almost even feels nostalgic.
Mista: Really? Really?
Trish: Yes. But your fingers are still weird.
Pol: What are you going to do with that?
Gio: Those who carry on the will of those who have passed must keep moving forward.
Gio: I won't destroy this arrow.
Pol: Keep the arrow inside the turtle.
JoJo-main: ,That will do, Giorno.
Pol: That is the duty of those who have survived.
Pol: Let's go
Op subs: All that remains is the end, where you will all perish.
JoJo-EpTitle,Sign: Episodio The Sleeping sl*ve
Mista: Bucciarati? This stone is definitely shaped like...
Mista: Hey! Are you the sculptor?!
Mista: Who the hell are you?!
Mista: Don't you dare try anything!
Mista: I didn't k*ll you because I was ordered not to,
Mista: but now that I know you're a Stand user,
JoJo-main: ,there's no guarantee that I won't add another hole between your eye sockets!
Mista: Who the hell are you?
JoJo-main: ,How do you know Bucciarati?
Mista: The florist's daughter falling to her death is concerning,
Mista: but why did you follow me from the restaurant?
Sco: Daughter?
JoJo-main: ,Are you a police officer?
JoJo-main: ,No, the police wouldn't—
Mista: Listen up, you sick bastard! I'll be the one asking questions here!
Mista: You just need to answer!
Mista: Just concentrate on that.
Mista: Got that? Don't even think about saying or doing anything else!
Mista: That also includes lying to me. Got it?
Mista: All right... I'll ask you one question at a time.
Mista: First off, are you in a g*ng?
JoJo-main: ,Do you belong to some organization?
Mista: I can find out later if I look into it, of course.
Sco: N-No... I'm just a sculptor.
Sco: I'm not famous, but I make a living off of it.
Mista: Then how did you become a Stand user?
Sco: I don't even know what a Stand is.
sco: If you mean this ability...
JoJo-main: ,It just started happening while I was still a child.
Sco: Was it the same for you?
Mista: Hey!
Mista: Next question. Why did you follow me from the restaurant?
Mista: And how do you know Bucciarati?
Sco: Bucciarati...
Sco: Bucciarati... Is that his name?
JoJo-main: ,Let me see him, please! He came with you to this building, right?
Mista: Hey, hey, hey, hey!
Mista: You didn't answer my question, you moron!
Sco: I-It's probably not an answer you'll like...
Sco: But this rock moves on its own, regardless of how I think or feel.
Sco: It's been like that ever since I was a kid.
Sco: It's a power that I have no control over.
Sco: The rock didn't follow you.
JoJo-main: ,It was following him... Bucciarati.
Mista: Oh, is that so?
Mista: Do you want me to make it so you can never hold a chisel again?
Mista: Sorry to break it to you, but Bucciarati's far away from here, you dumbass!
Sco: You're the one who's lying.
JoJo-main: ,Bucciarati should be in this apartment building.
Sco: Let me see him. His life depends on—
Mista: Don't mess with me!
JoJo-main: ,Why did you k*ll the florist's daughter? What are you after—
Mista: What the hell are you doing?!
JoJo-main: ,I told you to not try anything funny!
Sco: The rock has left...
Mista: What?!
Sco: One of the greatest sculptors in history, Michelangelo, once said...
Sco: "I don't have any thoughts when I take hold of a marble slab.
Sco: Every block of stone already has a statue inside it,
Sco: and it is the task of the sculptor to discover it."
Mista: What the hell are you babbling about, you bastard?!
Mista: You're going to die if you don't hurry up and bring that rock back here!
Sco: Michelangelo was saying that the ultimate statue is not created from an idea.
Sco: It already dwells within the stone as its destiny.
Sco: He was an artist who could seethat destiny as he sculpted.
Sco: It's not that I sculpted that rock into the shape of Bucciarati,
Sco: and neither did your b*ll*ts.
Sco: That is the shape of destiny.
Sco: The statue had a hole in its chest that was gushing out blood.
Sco: I don't know if it's in a few days or in a few months,
Sco: but that's going to be how Bucciarati eventually dies.
Sco: We're all slaves to fate.
Sco: That's the meaning behind my ability, Prophecy Stones.
Mista: This is your last chance! Bring the rock back here now!
Mista: If you die, so will your Stand! You get that, don't you?!
Sco: If he touches my Prophecy Stones,he can die without suffering.
Sco: I wanted to see him so I could at least hear his last words...
Mista: Wh-What the hell is this guy's problem?
Mista: Is he mocking me?
JoJo-internal/narrator: ,How the hell can he be so calm, damn it?!
Mista: Fine! You want your brain splattered onto that rock so badly?
Mista: Look! There are three sh*ts left.
Mista: This is how you use destiny!
Mista: You're apparently trying to do something to Bucciarati,
JoJo-main: ,so bring that rock back here right now!
Mista: You're the one who doesn't have time or chances!
Sco: I told you. There's nothing more I can do.
mista: Bring it back here right now, God damn it!
Sco: The florist had a hard time walking, right?
Sco: He doesn't know it yet,
JoJo-main: ,but it's an early symptom of some disease in one of his internal organs.
Sco: He'll most likely survive, though.
JoJo-main: ,When his daughter d*ed, her organs were preserved.
JoJo-main: ,He'll receive them as transplants.
Sco: The girl found out from the rock
JoJo-main: ,that she'd contract the same disease in a few months.
Sco: She understood that and believed it.
Sco: She decided to die while she was healthy for her father's sake,
JoJo-main: ,rather than die in pain later.
Sco: So she accepted the rock, and...
Sco: The rock allowed her to die without suffering,
JoJo-main: ,and in a way in which her organs weren't crushed.
Mista: You have some nerve saying that when you're the one who k*lled her!
Mista: Wh-What?!
b*llet: It's a misfire, Mista!
b*llet: That b*llet was a dud!
Mista: That's impossible!
b*llet: That b*llet is Number 's responsibility!
Five: Aw, why me?
Sco: I cannot die yet.
Sco: Because the rock hasn't carved my death yet.
Mista: Y-You think you're going to get two duds in a row, you jackass?!
Sco: You caught a glimpse of destiny just now.
Sco: You no longer have any intention of sh**ting me.
Sco: Am I wrong?
Mista: Wh-What's with this guy? Damn it!
Mista: What the hell is he talking about?
JoJo-main: ,Is he still messing with me?
Mista: Hello, Fugo?
JoJo-main: ,Tell Bucciarati that this sculptor is a Stand user!
Fugo: What?
Mista: This bastard keeps mentioning Bucciarati,
JoJo-main: ,but I can't really tell what's going on by myself!
Fugo: What are you talking about, Mista? You still haven't met up with him?
Mista: Huh?
Fugo: Bucciarati headed to that apartment building a while ago.
JoJo-main: ,He followed you right after you got out of the car.
Fugo: Hello? Mista? What's wrong?
Mista: What?!
Bad_luck,Sign: Bad luck
Sign: Prophecy Stones
Sign: Scolippi
Mista: Wh-What's the number, Fugo? I have to find him!
Mista: What's the number to the phone Bucciarati has right now?
Fugo: Are you all right?
JoJo-internal/narrator: ,The one you're calling right now is Bucciarati's.
Fugo: Hello, Mista? Hello?
Mista: Hurry, b*ll*ts! Find Bucciarati!
Fugo: Mista? Hello?
Mista: Hey, wake up, you sculptor bastard!
Mista: How can I stop that rock?
Mista: Hey, wake up, would you?!
Mista: Answer me, God damn it!
Mista: What do I need to do to stop that rock from getting to Bucciarati?!
Mista: P-Please... Tell me.
Mista: I'm starting to understand what you told me.
Mista: But what the hell am I supposed to do?
Mista: I can't let Bucciarati touch that rock, no matter what.
Mista: I can't.
Mista: Please, tell me.
Sco: It'd be better and easier...
JoJo-main: ,if you two didn't defy the rock...
Sco: No one's been able to do it before, but if you're able to destroy that rock
Sco: or change its shape, then...
b*llet: We found him, Mista!
Five: We found Bucciarati!
Six: We got a report from Number that he found him!
Six: Bucciarati's on the seventh floor!
b*llet: The stairs! Bucciarati used the stairs!
Mista: What?!
One: Th-This isn't good!
One: The rock! The rock is on the stairs, too!
One: The rock is right in front of Bucciarati!
Mista: Stop him, Number !
Mista: Tell him not to touch that rock!
b*llet: It's no use, Mista!
JoJo-main: ,Number 's b*llet doesn't have enough power left to fly over there.
Mista: Bucciarati!
b*ll*ts: Yee-haw!
Bruno: b*ll*ts?
b*llet: We did it!
b*llet: That was close!
b*llet: Its shape is falling apart!
b*llet: That's great and all...
b*llet: B-But I have a feeling we might've made things worse...
Bruno: b*ll*ts, what in the world is going on here?
Bruno: Is that a Stand?
Bruno: And its shape...
b*llet: Run, Bucciarati!
Bruno: Zipper Man!
b*llet: Don't att*ck it!
b*llet: It's bad news if you touch it!
Mista: Run down here, Bucciarati!
Bruno: Mista!
Mista: You can't touch that rock!
Mista: If you lay even a finger on it, you'll die!
Bruno: What do you mean?
Mista: I'll explain the details later!
Bruno: Is that rock a Stand?
Mista: Hurry and get downstairs!
JoJo-main: ,Get out of this building and get as far away as possible!
Mista: What? This happened in the elevator earlier, too...
Mista: Sh-sh*t! These stairs are dangerous!
Mista: We need to find another way down.
Mista: Going down these stairs is a bad idea!
Mista: Go up, Bucciarati!
Mista: Wh-Where is it?
Mista: It's not here! Damn it!
JoJo-main: ,Where did it go?!
Bruno: Mista, what's going on?
Mista: Sh-sh*t!
Mista: Above you, Bucciarati!
Mista: Bucciarati!
Bruno: Wh-What's this face on this rock?
Mista: If we can destroy the rock or change its shape...
Bruno: Mista!
Mista: If I just smash it into the pavement from here, it should break into pieces!
Mista: Damn it!
Mista: You're not getting away!
Bruno: That's impossible! Mista!
Mista: Damn it... What that sculptor bastard said...
Mista: turned out to be true...
Mista: If you don't appear in the rock, then it's not your time to die yet...
Fugo: What the hell have you been doing, Mista?
Fugo: You left the tape recorder on the car seat, you dumbass.
Mista: Hey... It's you, Fugo...
Bruno: What was this rock?
Bruno: Mista, what chain of coincidences led to this?
Mista: Uh... You should be fine now.
Mista: I, uh... don't even know how to explain all this.
Mista: Anyway, about the florist's daughter's death...
Mista: The sculptor was sort of the suspect,
Mista: but not exactly the suspect...
Mista: I hurt him enough to land him in the hospital for a couple of months, though...
Fugo: I still have no idea what the hell you're talking about.
Fugo: Was he an enemy or not?
JoJo-main: ,Was it su1c1de or not?
Fugo: Explain it all in a more orderly fashion!
mistA: That's just it, though...
mista: It's really, uh... hard to sort everything out in my head.
Msita: Simply put, we destroyed the rock, so everything's over now.
Mista: Hey, Bucciarati, I'll look into the incident with Leaky Eye Luca.
Bruno: No, it'd probably be quicker to look into it myself
JoJo-main: ,than have you try to explain what happened.
Bruno: It's a job I can do on my own.
Bruno: Fugo, try to get a decent explanation out of Mista so we can explain
JoJo-main: ,what happened here to the florist.
Fugo: Bucciarati, I'm willing to do anything for you,
Mista: I'm not sure how I should say this...
Fugo: but do you really think I can understand what he's saying?
Fugo: You can stop thinking now.
JoJo-main: ,We'll just use Abbacchio's Moody Jazz.
Sco: Over...
JoJo-internal/narrator: ,Everything is over, you say?
Sco: If you had just accepted Prophecy Stones, everything would've ended peacefully...
Sco: We're all slaves to fate.
Sco: We cannot change what has already taken shape.
Sco: I don't know who they are, but now they're going to face a difficult path,
Sco: and some of them will lose their lives.
Sco: But...
JoJo-internal/narrator: ,Are they all like this?
Sco: He jumped from up there to destroy the rock for his friend, Bucciarati.
Sco: The path filled with hardships that they're about to walk
Sco: might have some meaning.
Sco: Their hardships may end up being someone else's hope,
JoJo-internal/narrator: ,and might be the beginning to some greater meaning.
Sco: I can't wish for their safety, but I pray that they are sleeping slaves.
Sco: Sleeping slaves who will find some meaning once they awaken.
Mista: Hey, hurry up!
JoJo-main: ,Who's gonna heal Bucciarati's injuries if you don't hurry up?
Mista: Hey, Giorno!
Mista: Whoa, be careful, Trish.
Trish: Thanks. Something suddenly appeared near my feet...
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Mista: Trish?
Mista: Hey, Trish! Wh-Where'd you go, Trish?
JoJo-main: ,Trish!
Mista: Hey, Giorno! Where the hell is Trish?!
Gio: Unbelievable... Trish is right there, Mista.
Trish: Mista, Giorno, I'm right here.
Trish: I didn't trip on this rock. It's what was in its shadow.
Turtle: Don't leave me behind.
Turtle: If you leave me behind,
JoJo-main: ,I don't know how many days it'll take me to get to the Colosseum.
Mista: Polnareff?!
Gio: Mr. Polnareff.
Trish: You're still alive.
Trish: But if all our minds were switched back,
Trish: then your soul... and the turtle...
Pol: My body is dead.
Pol: But the moment my soul got sucked out,
JoJo-main: ,I was able to hang on to this turtle Stand.
Pol: I can't leave this key, but I decided to live here for a while as a ghost.
Mista: Well, it's great and all that you're okay,
Mista: but it's not over yet.
Mista: We're going to the Colosseum to heal Bucciarati's wounds.
Pol: Bucciarati? But his soul...
Trish: Hey, what are you doing?!
Mista: Oh, uh, sorry!
Mista: I was just thinking that you're right...
Mista: I think I might actually smell weird.
Mista: So this is what I smell like?
Mista: Maybe I'll start using cologne...
Trish: Really?
Trish: I might've said something weird back then,
Trish: and maybe it's because I was panicked, but it doesn't bother me anymore.
Trish: It almost even feels nostalgic.
Mista: Really? Really?
Trish: Yes. But your fingers are still weird.
Pol: What are you going to do with that?
Gio: Those who carry on the will of those who have passed must keep moving forward.
Gio: I won't destroy this arrow.
Pol: Keep the arrow inside the turtle.
JoJo-main: ,That will do, Giorno.
Pol: That is the duty of those who have survived.
Pol: Let's go