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Damn it!
"#06 The Saudade of Fools, parte 2"
Someone from down that road is going to come for me...
Sorry to keep you waiting, Hana.
I've come for you.
I got a call this morning.
They said that one of the children was missing.
Joaquim Sanchez. It sounds like he stole some of my money, too.
You want me to bring the police into this?
If word gets out that we've been selling children, we're through.
Now get on out there and find him!
Shouldn't you be working?
I'm fine.
Oh, there they go. Which one are you betting on?
The bull? Or Marco?
Just buzz off!
Welcome--
Old hag!
Why the hell did you send Hatchin away?!
Don't be ridiculous.
You don't even come give me a proper greeting, and ask me to take in a child?
And is this any way to greet your parent, Michiko?
Who're you callin' whose parent?!
Listen to me, Michiko.
You may have a big, grown-up body, at least,
but in my eyes, you're still that immature, snot-nosed little girl.
Damn it, thanks to you,
Hatchin's been taken away by some guys from Fantasma.
So what if she was?
Shirkov Ill suddenly charges in!
He's letting Marco know just who's got the real strength here!
Will he be able to get out of this tight spot?!
And, here goes Marco!
He's done it! Marco has masterfully defeated Shirkov III!
Hmph, what's this, old hag? He your loverboy?
Or maybe--
If anythin's happened to her, you're gonna pay!
Remember that, old hag!
Mm-hmm, fine with me.
Hold on.
Why did you deliver her to me?
Because of what you said. "Can't you trust me?"
You told me to believe in you.
All these years later, I realized,
someone with that frame of mind's got no deceit in them.
But then, you tricked me.
You just pray that nothin's happened to her.
Otherwise, I'm puttin' you on the express train to hell, old hag!
Atsuko...
Ow!
You sold off Lolanda, right? Where's she at?
A good place.
That's a flat-out lie! You sold her to someplace awful, huh?!
What's wrong with me takin' your money to Lolanda, old hag?!
Tell me, Michiko...
Am I really that hard to trust?
Why should 1?!
Why don't you try trusting me just a little?
Money-grubbin' old hags like you get an express train to hell!
You big jerk! You dirty old hag! You dirty old hag!
Hold it!
Stop!
- -Come on, let's go home. - -Let me go! Let me go, old hag!
Ah, I'm exhausted. I thought I was going to die.
Why did you come?!
Damn it, my feet hurt!
Give that back!
Don't you cry. Be a man.
Oh, is this all you've got?
Ha, small potatoes. We're taking this back. Got it?
That's okay, right?
Can't you trust me?
You know what? I'm someone's child, too.
I can't stand to see such misery.
Come on, hurry and stand up.
Geez...
If you're coming in, you have to say "I'm sorry" with a smile.
Those are my terms.
...former pro bullfighter and Marco's father-in-law, Arnaldo Santoro.
She's been... Hatchin's been taken.
If you know where Fantasma is, would you tell me?
No can do.
Please, Ivan!
Did you hear what I said? I said no can do.
And how are you going to go alone, anyhow?
Their remnants are all over the place. As soon as you get there--
Pow! Pow! Pow!
- -you'll be Swiss cheese. Anyhow, I'm sure she's fine.
They're not going to kill her--not yet. Not until you get there.
And besides, I hate to break it to you, but I don't know where Fantasma is.
But then, if you were to swagger around, like,
"here I am--Michiko!" then maybe they'd come to you wouldn't they?
N-No, I'm just joking!
But seriously, if you're going after them, do it tomorrow.
Marco is going to be fighting Romao IV.
Coming up tomorrow is his battle of the century against Romao IV.
If she is their trump card,
then we're going to need a trump card of our own.
Children are full of excitement at the star's sudden appearance.
Do you remember their leader? Vasily Nabokov?
The errand boy that Kiril took under his wing?
This is also where his own history got its start.
Nope. Don't know him.
Listen, he's a long-haired fatty. Look for a long-haired fatty.
He's sure to be there tomorrow.
Okay, you promised. Smile and tell me you're sorry.
Huh? What's that? I don't hear anything.
Sorry. Forgive me.
Okay, that will do it.
These innocent children,
as well as the former teacher who supported him as a youngster--
- -Thank you! - -Marco carries their hopes with him
as his showdown tomorrow approaches.
Ms. Zรฉlia Bastos, who even now kindly watches over him,
had this to say:
G-Good luck in there...
What?!
Sorry! It's nothin', just delighted is all.
What's up with that?
You're hungry, right?
"Take enough time to smell the roses."
Bulls used in bullfighting are tough, and no good.
However, Shirkov lll...
you are so delicious, I could just weep.
Say, what are you to that woman?
Her daughter?
"That woman"...?
Michiko Maland--
Michiko Malandro!
Michiko! Michiko!
Michiko! Michiko! Michiko!
Sorry about that.
So, what's your name?
Hana Morenos.
Morenos...
Any relation to Hiroshi Morenos?
Sort of. I'm supposed to be his daughter.
Hold on, hold on. He died a long time ago, right?
Yes.
But that's what I'm supposed to be.
Oh, okay. His daughter, eh?
How can meat taste so good? It's one of the wonders of the world.
Tell me, Hana More...
Hana More...?
Michiko is going to come rescue you, right?
After all, a person's pals are important. That's what I think.
Mr. Vasily, phone call.
What is it?!
It's from Mr. Satoshi.
Yes, hel--
Hey, fatso, what's going on with you? Are you mocking me?!
I ain't received my cut from any of you Fantasma guys.
What's that about? You turning on me?
No, sir... Our bulls keep on losing, so...
You're a slice.
Slice?
You're bacon. Don't you get it? Hey, you're out of breath.
What, are you dripping lard out your ass?
N-No, sir. I'll have it ready by tomorrow night, in one lump sum.
I hear you, ham hock!
Yes, sir. Also, one other thing--
Michiko Malandro has shown up.
Would it be all right if we took care of her ourselves?
I hate to say it makes up for this,
but we'll send her along as a present, together with the money.
A present?
Yes, sir.
I still haven't seen anyone looking like Michiko.
Keep your eyes peeled and find her!
We'll move the kid out and take off once we get the money.
All right. Contact that peabrain Satoshi when you leave.
Snipers are ready to fire.
Have you attached silencers? Your target is Marco. Don't miss him.
Facing the bloodthirsty demon bull Romao IV today
is Marco Bucci Santoro.
It's coming up! It's coming right up!
Inspection! Open the back!
Um, we're just making a delivery.
Then let's see your permit, too!
Well?
Okay.
Whew... I thought we were dead.
It's all sticky and nasty in here!
Oh, how rude. I'm telling you, it was washed out.
- -Michi-- - -You little brat!
Hey, now...!
Once we get into the kitchen,
you'll dress up like a concession girl, and move to the stands.
Got it?
Michiko?
Who are you?
No, don't! Don't shoot!
Ivan! Get down!
Huh? What?
I said get down!
"Fengguan Xiangian Potstickers"
What's the Michiko situation?
Nobody's seen her anywhere.
What?!
And now, he enters the stadium! The smiling young prince, Marco!
He responds to the cheers. Hmm? He is wearing a mask today.
What could this bit of staging before the big fight be?
My word, he's playing around with us with that mask.
He's receiving some exceptionally hearty cheers!
And, arriving from the other end, facing Marco,
Romao IV! Is anything with such presence really a bull?
Romao leaps into action!
Marco sidesteps! He sidesteps!
He narrowly sidesteps!
Ah, a dirty trick! And he takes the opportunity to spear him!
No, it doesn't stick! It does not stick!
Wow, how disgraceful!
Oh? The mask has come off!
That's not Marco--it's a woman!
Ah, it is a female! The matador is an unknown woman!
And what tremendous booing! No wagers will be honored now!
- -Just like a moth to a flame, Michiko... - -Just what on earth could have happened?
There she is! Aim for the matador!
She faces Romao...
She spears him! She spears him!
She's done it! A cheer swells up from the crowd, as well!
A sword? She's taking the sword now?
This is the trouble with amateurs!
Where's Michiko?
Michiko!
Damn it!
Cut my ropes! Hurry!
She is keenly focused on something...
I do wish she would concentrate on the fight.
I don't know who this woman is,
but she is starting to look better!
Oh, she leaps up!
She uses Romao as a kickboard to jump into the stands!
Has she come this far, just to give up the fight?!
It was a hundred years ago that we met here, Michiko Malandro!
A hundred years ago? What're you time warpin' for, fatty?
What's all that, Vasily? Not very elegant, huh?
Being a sore loser, huh?
Aha, I remember now. Little Vasily, the errand boy!
Michiko, horosho!
The whole stadium has become enveloped in frenzied excitement
at the appearance of this unexpected guest!
Though I must say, using a ladle is foolhardy.
Romao takes aim at the ladle girl and rushes forward!
- -What are those two doing? - -The ladle girl runs away!
Do svidaniya, Michiko!
That settles it, Vasily.
Where is Hatchin?
She should be on her way to that pinheaded Satoshi by now.
Stop...!
Ow... ow...!
Use that.
What are you guys waiting for?! Hurry up and help me! Hurry!
Hurry up and help me!
What're you doin'?!
I'll be right there! Don't let it get you!
No! No! No! No! No! No!
Why didn't you just sit back and let them keep you hostage?!
Well...!
Here goes!
Damn it! Get back here!
I can't!
Hatchin, get up!
Over here! Run!
Gotta get out of here! Gotta get out of here!
Hatchin...
Don't go makin' trouble you don't need.
Yeah, but... Michiko, I don't want you to die.
I won't die.
Still, thanks.
The unknown woman has rescued the ladle girl!
We've learned that Marco was found collapsed in his dressing room.
Stripped naked and unconscious, you say?
Looks like I missed that express train to hell, huh?
You're really thinking of seeing Satoshi?
Yeah.
Unbelievable.
Word is that Satoshi is in Osso.
But that place is filled with unfriendlies.
So the story is that he's gone underground.
Okay. Thanks.
We'll be back.
Don't get yourselves killed!
Oikakete oikakete
Koboresou na hoshi no furu yoru ni
shinjitaku naru okoranai kiseki
Boku to aitsu no mannaka ni itsumo ita
kimi no yokogao wo zutto mite ita
Kimi no sugu tonari no besuto furendo
boku no mune ni shimaikonda honne
Moshi ima koko de tsutaetara
kono sekai wa sugata wo kaeru kana
Kamisama wa shinjinai da kedo
hoshi ni negai wo
Mou kimi ni aitakute
Nemurenai yoru omoi wa tsunoru
Baby I love you
Sabishisa mo setsunasa mo
kimi to deai kizuita
Itsumo sagashite'ru
Aa besuto furendo
dakishimetai
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