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[music playing]
-There's no end to this awful rain.
-I'm only kidding, Tsunade.
You know, I'm grateful to you.
-I'm sure master Jiraiya's fine.
He of all people wouldn't--
-He's not coming back.
That's what I bet him before he left.
Because he knows I never win any of my bets.
-Oh, I see.
JIRAIYA (VOICEOVER): Rejection makes a man stronger,
but that isn't the entire story.
Basically, the pursuit of happiness isn't for us.
-Always trying to be cool.
Well, when he gets back, I won't let him keep this cool anymore.
-Pain, tell me already-- just what the hell are you?
PAIN: Pain-- that is a designation that
refers to the six of us as a group.
-You.
You're-- I know that face.
Is that you, Yahiko?
-Ah, yes.
There was such a fellow once, wasn't there?
But he died a long time ago.
-Just what is going on here?
You said that Yahiko died.
And those eyes.
PAIN: You see Yahiko's image when you look at me?
You really are his former teacher.
But Yahiko's been dead for quite some time.
All that remains is Pain.
-Look, just quit the wordplay.
Tell me why you possess the Rinnegan.
-What are you talking about, Jiraiya, boy?
-One of my former students is now among the six.
But he didn't possess eyes like that back when I taugh him.
-What in tarnation's going on then?
Are you telling us that there are two children of prophecy?
-No, that not it, either.
When I saw the Rinnegan, I convinced myself
that the first one with it was Nagato.
But he's slightly different from the Nagato I knew.
Come to think of it, upon closer inspection, none of those six
really remind me of Nagato all that much.
On the other hand, one of them does resemble Yahiko.
But he possesses Nagato's Rinnegan.
Are you Yahiko or are you Nagato?
So just what exactly are you?
-We are Pain.
That's all.
We are god.
-Jiraiya, boy, just retreat.
JIRAIYA (VOICEOVER): A god?
-Yahiko, how is it possible you possess Nagato's eyes?
-Even if you knew, even if I told you, you'd lose.
- Lad just give up already.
-I must find a way to defeat them, even if I die.
-I don't sense his presence.
Is this a barrier?
PAIN (VOICEOVER): Gastric fluid.
-Rasengan!
-Yes, you did it, Jiraiya, boy.
SHIMA: Is he dead?
JIRAIYA: I barely managed to kill one, and only
after dragging him into my barrier.
-Are you all right, lad?
-Yeah, kinda.
My body-- my chakra's agitated.
-Hold on.
There.
Their identity is a completely mystery.
And they seem to use off weapons, too.
SHIMA: They're no longer mortals.
Singing They're something else completely.
[music playing]
-No one's ever seen him up close.
And some people even go so far as
to claim that he doesn't really exist.
JIRAIYA (VOICEOVER): But that face.
There's no mistaking it.
He's Yahiko.
And yet he possesses Nagato's Rinnegan.
Did Yahiko for some reason steal them from Nagato?
But even if he did, there are those other Rinnegan bearers,
as well.
So what is going on here?
Plus--
-But it is because one understands such pain
that generosity towards others becomes second nature.
That's what makes us human.
-I don't-- what do you mean?
-It's a process called growing up.
-It's called growing up?
I still don't get it.
JIRAIYA: It's about being able to think and make
your own decisions.
PAIN: Too many people died in this land.
All that Pain forced me to grow up.
-In which case, does that mean he's Nagato after all?
-That's right.
Now I remember.
He's definitely not Nagato.
-What's wrong?
-This man in front of us, I've also battled him once before.
He was a Fuma clan member I encountered right
after I set out on my journey, following the Great Lord
Elder's prophecy.
I gave him that scar on his forehead.
-So why is such a fellow here in this place, then?
-Now I'm more confused than ever about this whole Pain mystery.
-You'll be the one to guide this revolutionary change.
And eventually, there will come a day
when you'll be forced to make a critical selection.
JIRAIYA: What must I do in order to make the correct choice?
-In my dream, I see you traveling around the world
and also writing books.
JIRAIYA (VOICEOVER): It can't be.
If this is the prophecy--
JIRAIYA: I want to go back and face them in order
to confirm a suspicion of mine.
But the two of you need to go home now.
-What's that?
-Absolutely not.
You'll be killed if you go back there.
They have more eyes now.
And that barrier trap is never going
to work on them a second time, that's for sure.
They're not onto us yet.
They don't even know that we're here.
This is our only chance to run.
-I know that I might very well be killed if I go out there.
But I also may be able to deduce our enemies' true identity.
If I let this chance slip by, I don't
think there's anyone else who could get as close to Pain.
This is our only chance to uncover the truth.
Plus, this is the time for selection
that the Great Lord Elder prophesized for me.
Boss, you an Ma please take back the intel on Pain
we've gathered so far, along with this corpse.
And please tell Tsunade I--
-Ma should be enough to handle all that stuff.
-But you--
-You just better be back by dinner time.
-Yeah.
When we're all done here, I'll bring Jiraiya boy
on over for dinner.
JIRAIYA: Thank you so much.
JIRAIYA: It's just as I thought.
They're all shinobi I've encountered
before in my journeys.
[music playing]
That's it!
I've figured out who Pain is!
My throat!
-Jiraiya, boy!
PAIN: You figured it out too late.
JIRAIYA (VOICEOVER): I have to relay
this news of Pain's identity to the boss.
-Jiraiya, boy, wake up.
JIRAIYA (VOICEOVER): It's no good.
My throat was crushed by that attack.
Damn it.
At this rate, it's useless.
I'm passing out.
Am I really going to die now?
Have I failed?
In the shinobi world, it's not how you live, it's how you die.
A shinobi's life is not measured by how they live,
but rather it's measured by what they manage
to accomplish before their death.
And looking back, my life has really been full of nothing
but failure-- continually rejected by Tsunade,
unable to stop my friend, and unable to protect
either my student or my mentor.
Compared to the great and celebrated deeds of the Hokage,
my actions are trifling, insignificant things indeed.
I wish that I could have died like each of the Hokage.
A tale is only as good as its final turn of events-- the plot
twist.
And the stakes are an important part of the plot, too.
I've lived my life always believing
that the lessons I've learned are what honed me.
I swore I'd accomplish a deed so great that it
would obliterate all my failures.
I'd die a splendid shinobi.
At least, that's how it was supposed to go.
But this-- my plot twist, my tale ending like this?
The Great Lord Elder prophesized that I would be the one
to guide a revolution, a person who
will make a great choice that will bring either peace
or destruction to the world of the shinobi.
I thought I would defeat Pain, stop the Akatsuki,
and save the world from destruction.
But in the end, I failed that, too.
How pitiful, how sad, that this will be the ending twist
to the tale of Jiraiya the gallant.
What a worthless story it turned out to be.
-Oh, no.
I don't believe that at all.
I think that this tale is wonderful.
Every chapter reads like one of the numerous legendary exploits
you told me about.
It's like it's almost autobiographical.
The main character in here, I thought that his determination
to never give up was pretty awesome.
He's actually quite a lot like you, sensei.
-Yeah?
You think so?
-So I was thinking-- I really hope my soon-to-be-born child
can become an amazing shinobi, be just like the main character
in your book.
So that's why I'd like to ask your permission
to name my son after him.
-You what?
Are you sure about this?
I mean, I randomly came up with it while eating ramen.
KUSHINA UZUMAKI: Naruto.
I think it's a wonderful name.
-Kushina.
Wow.
So would that make me his godfarther then?
Are you really sure you're sure about this?
-You are my sensei, Jiraiya.
You are a great ninja who possesses true talent.
There's no one else like you in the whole world.
[music playing]
JIRAIYA (VOICEOVER): Yes.
That's right.
I gave that child--
-Someday I'm going to be a Hokage
and you'll look up to me!
My name's Naruto Uzumaki.
Remember it!
No way.
I never go back on my word.
That's the way of the ninja.
JIRAIYA (VOICEOVER): Naruto.
Now that I think about it, you're
just like that novel's main character.
You've inherited Minato and Kushina's wishes, their hopes.
And yet-- and yet I--
-You are my sensei, Jiraiya.
You are a great ninja who possesses true talent.
There's no one else like you in the whole world.
-A real ninja is one who endures no matter
what gets thrown at him.
Let me explain something to you.
There's only one thing that matters if you're a shinobi,
and it isn't the number of jutsu you possess.
All you do need is the guts to never give up!
Never going back on your word no matter what
and never giving up despite what the odds may
tell you to do-- Naruto, if that is truly your ninja way,
then as your teacher, I have no business at all whining.
Because as everyone knows, a student
inherits his ninja way from his teacher.
Right, Naruto?
Isn't that so?
-He fought his way back by sheer will alone?
Jiraiya, boy!
-I was certain that his heart had stopped.
-Right.
JIRAIYA (VOICEOVER): Never give up no matter what.
That was the true choice that I was supposed to make.
-Obstinate, isn't he?
Let's finish him.
-All right.
Message received.
-A dying message.
He wrote it in code.
JIRAIYA (VOICEOVER): Naruto, you are the child of prophecy.
I'm sure of it now.
I leave the rest to you.
-That frog-- the frog got away.
JIRAIYA (VOICEOVER): The tale of Jiraiya the gallant.
Well, now it'll end a bit better, I hope.
The final chapter-- I'll call it "Frog at the Bottom of the Well
Drifts off into the Great Ocean."
Just barely glorious, but glorious indeed.
Now, I suppose it's about time I put down by pen.
Oh, that's right.
What should I name the sequel, I wonder?
Let's see.
"The Tale of Naruto Uzumaki."
Yes.
That has a nice ring to it.
[music playing]
Itachi Uchiha, you haven't changed at all.
But I'm no longer the same as before.
You know nothing about me.
You have no idea how much hatred I hold for you in my heart
and how strong it has made me.
Next time one Naruto-- Shippduen,
"Banquet Invitation."
Don't miss it.
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