Trish: That's... Giorno's brooch?

Trish: C-Could that brooch be...

JoJo-internal/narrator: ,forming his left hand?

Trish: Giorno's not out of the game yet!

Trish: If I can protect that left hand,

Trish: Narancia and Mista's wounds can also be healed!

Trish: B-But how am I going to do that?!

JoJo-EpTitle,Sign: Episodio  Spicy Lady

Trish: B-But if I scream

JoJo-internal/narrator: ,or move faster than that brooch, I'll be k*lled first.

Trish: It's unfortunate for Giorno and the others, but I can't do anything...

Trish: And I'll also be the one att*cked after the brooch.

Trish: I have to hide.

JoJo-internal/narrator: ,I have to use this opportunity to hide in the closet...

Trish: This is...

JoJo-internal/narrator: ,the switch to make the seat recline.

Trish: If I push it, the seat will lean back.

Trish: That thing will probably att*ck this seat before the brooch.

Trish: Th-Then I can grab the brooch and head into the cockpit...

Trish: B-But I can't!

Trish: I can't make a wager like that!

Trish: It's far too dangerous.

Trish: I need to just hide in the closet...

Trish: What's wrong with me?!

JoJo-internal/narrator: ,Do I even realize what I'm doing?!

Trish: Unbelievable.

JoJo-internal/narrator: ,I didn't want to take the risk, but I still pushed the button!

Trish: Now I just have to do it.

Trish: The path to the cockpit is wide open!

Trish: Move...

JoJo-internal/narrator: ,slowly...

Trish: Just like the tai chi that the Chinese practice...

Trish: It's only about two meters to the brooch.

Trish: I can't rush.

JoJo-internal/narrator: ,If I rush, I'll die!

Trish: It's heading back this way!

JoJo-internal/narrator: ,Because it finished destroying the seat... and it stopped reclining...

Trish: But there are more seats to recline.

Trish: Why did it... grab on to my leg and not the seat?

Trish: L-Liquid?

JoJo-internal/narrator: ,It reacted to the speed of these liquid drops falling?

Trish: B-But why are my boots wet?

Trish: All I did was push the reclining switch!

JoJo-internal/narrator: ,How did my boots get wet?

Trish: I knew it. I should've left the ladybug alone.

Trish: I should've just stayed out of this!

Trish: S-Save me, Bucciarati!

Trish: M-My boot just fell over next to my foot.

Trish: It's like it went through my foot...

Trish: Wait, what?

JoJo-internal/narrator: ,What just happened?

Spice: Now, pick up that brooch, Trish.

Trish: Wh-Who's there?

Trish: Is someone there?

Spice: I've always been here,

Spice: ever since you were little.

JoJo-main: ,I've always been by your side.

Spice: Trish, please pick up that brooch.

Spice: That's the decision you've made.

Spice: You've already made up your mind to protect Giorno's left hand.

Spice: Hesitation leads to weakness.

JoJo-main: ,And... please, give me orders.

Trish: Wh-Who are you?

Spice: I am you.

Spice: I'm also the one who got the thing off of your boot just now.

JoJo-main: ,I am your ability.

Spice: Now, if you've made your decision, please pick it up.

Spice: You and I are going to protect

Spice: Giorno's left hand!

Spice: Trish, if we're able to protect it,

JoJo-main: ,we'll open up a new future for Giorno and everyone else.

Spice: And your future, as well.

Trish: What's going on?!

Spice: Pick it up, Trish!

Trish: I'm finished!

Trish: How the heck am I supposed to protect this thing?!

Spice: This is your ability.

Spice: I made the seat softer.

Trish: Wh-What just...

Trish: Made it softer?

JoJo-internal/narrator: ,I literally slipped right through the seat.

Trish: And it somehow damaged that thing.

Trish: The fleshy part of that thing ripped.

Trish: That thing managed to stop Mista's b*ll*ts and catch up to this plane.

JoJo-main: ,It has the ability to destroy things that are fast.

Trish: But if it hits things that aren't moving, it takes damage.

Trish: Are you... me?

JoJo-main: ,Was I the one who just did this?

Trish: The thing with the boot, too. Was that—

Spice: What's important right now, Trish,

Spice: is that you picked up the brooch.

JoJo-main: ,Your strong determination overpowered any hesitation.

Spice: You are becoming stronger, both ment*lly and as a person.

Spice: And you are able to make anything in this world softer, more elastic.

Spice: Making things softer...

Spice: means they become harder to break than diamonds!

Trish: I-It's coming again!

Spice: This time, stay still.

Trish: I'm starting to understand that you're me, but I have to hide!

Trish: Make the closet door soft!

Trish: Please make it in time!

Trish: Damn it! Stay the hell away until I close this door!

Trish: I-It managed to find me on the other side of the door, even though I'm hiding!

Trish: I-I'm done for!

Trish: I'm starting to understand that I'm a Stand user and have Stand abilities...

Trish: B-But...

Trish: This thing's invincible!

Trish: The user is already d*ad, too. No one can defeat this thing!

Spice: Trish, I asked you not to move.

Spice: We have to head to the cockpit, where Bucciarati is,

JoJo-main: ,but we went in the opposite direction.

Trish: What are you talking about?

JoJo-main: ,Giorno's brooch is developing into his left hand and moving.

Trish: I had to run away!

Trish: But your ability...

JoJo-main: ,All it does is make things softer!

JoJo-main: ,It's taking all I have to evade these att*cks!

Trish: I-It's going to get me!

Trish: I-It att*cked the clock again?

Trish: What?

Spice: I made the clock more elastic.

Spice: As long as you don't move faster than the second hand on that clock,

Spice: it'll continue to respond to the second hand

JoJo-main: ,and give priority to attacking the clock over and over.

Spice: When I said not to move, I just meant to move slowly.

Spice: Move slowly.

Spice: Slower than the second hand.

Spice: At super slow speed...

Spice: But with the strength of a vise.

Spice: We're going to rip this thing apart...

Spice: and k*ll it.

Spice: You bastard! Just go to hell already!

Spice: You piece of shit! Quit latching on to this world, damn it!

Trish: It's falling apart into tiny pieces and disintegrating!

Trish: This Stand that just kept pursuing its targets, like a vengeful spirit,

Trish: is becoming so small and disappearing...

Trish: Y-Your name...

Trish: Do you have a name?

Trish: What should I call you?

Spice: Spicy Lady.

Trish: I see...

JoJo-main: ,That's a fitting name.

Sign: Trish Una

Sign: Spicy Lady

Spice: Now Mista and Narancia's wounds can be healed.

Spice: But Giorno Giovanna... He is a strange person.

Spice: Not only is he able to give things life,

Spice: but his actions also helped you mature.

Bruno: I'm going to go make sure the engines are okay.

Trish: Bucciarati, I have some news to break to you...

Trish: The problem has already been solved. Giorno has actually already...

Bruno: Don't say another word!

Bruno: I-I mean... Slowly...

JoJo-main: ,Come here slowly, Trish.

Abba: Our altitude is , meters!

Abba: ,...

JoJo-main: ,,!

Abba: It's no use. It just keeps falling!

Abba: And I don't know why!

Bruno: I figured out why we're falling, Abbacchio.

Bruno: But what are we supposed to do?

Bruno: What are we supposed to do about this?

Trish: Bucciarati, what are you—

Bruno: I told you not to move!

Trish: D-Don't tell me...

Abba: Th-Th-That's... But that's impossible!

Bruno: Giorno said that thing has the ability to catch up

JoJo-main: ,to things that move and take them in.

Bruno: The engines on this plane... Just now, that thing...

Bruno: Trish, don't turn around.

Bruno: Don't panic, no matter what.

Bruno: Slowly walk this way.

Trish: Th-That's...

Trish: No! Th-That's impossible!

Abba: It's no use! We just keep falling!

Abba: At this rate, we're going to crash!

Abba: Actually, the engines are likely to explode before that!

Trish: Th-That thing should've been torn into pieces and disintegrated...

Trish: W-Wait, the engines are right behind the closet.

Trish: Oh, no...

Trish: If even a tiny part of this thing melded into the wall of the closet...

Trish: There's a possibility that it took in the engine's energy.

Trish: And now...

Bruno: We need to make an emergency landing, Abbacchio.

Bruno: The Tyrrhenian Sea is in front of us.

Bruno: We need to make an emergency landing on the water.

JoJo-main: ,It's the only choice we have!

Bruno: An emergency landing?

JoJo-internal/narrator: ,Even if we're able to land safely, what are we supposed to do after that?

Bruno: This thing will still come after us!

Bruno: It's invincible. It's too powerful.

Bruno: It's an invincible ability!

Bruno: Now, slowly, Trish...

Bruno: Slowly, like a slug. Don't panic.

Bruno: Don't run, whatever you do!

Bruno: If you rush, it'll att*ck you!

Bruno: Wh-What the?!

JoJo-main: ,What are you doing?! It's going to catch up to you!

Trish: Yes, it certainly will!

Trish: If I do something as lame as moving slow, it's going to catch up to me anyway!

Trish: Get in the cockpit, Bucciarati!

Bruno: Have you lost your mind, Trish?!

JoJo-main: ,It's going to destroy the door!

Abba: Th-The door...

Bruno: Th-This is...

Abba: What the... Don't tell me you...

Trish: An emergency landing?

JoJo-main: ,Bucciarati, we need to do the opposite.

Trish: If we all want to survive and get to Sardinia safely,

Trish: we need to... destroy this plane!

Spicy: Wannabe!

Trish: Spicy Lady!

Bruno: T-Trish... This is... When did you obtain Stand abilities?

Abba: Th-The walls and glass are all soft like rubber.

Trish: If that thing is going to prioritize speed in its att*cks,

Trish: then crashing would be faster.

Trish: A plane crashing is way faster

Trish: than this parachute!

Trish: Yes! You stupid bastard!

Abba: We took pretty severe damage,

JoJo-main: ,but now that the plane has crashed into the waters near Sardinia,

Abba: that means the boss's men can't confirm whether we're d*ad or alive.

Abba: Right?

Abba: The organization's lost track of us.

Abba: That means we've got some time now.

Abba: Time to track down the boss's true identity and find him!

Bruno: No, Abbacchio.

Bruno: It appears that our damage is going to grow just a bit... just a little bit more.

Bruno: I'll get rid of that thing.

JoJo-main: ,I have to use my zipper.

Abba: Wh-What?!

Abba: Don't tell me...

Bruno: It's completely invincible.

Bruno: There's no way to k*ll this thing.

Bruno: We can only chase it out with speed, just like Giorno did.

Abba: B-Bucciarati, you can't mean... D-Don't do it!

Abba: You're going to wrap that thing onto your arm?!

Abba: Don't! Are you going to take yourself out of this, too?!

Trish: No, Abbacchio.

JoJo-main: ,No one else is going to get hurt.

Trish: Giorno's Golden Wind ability

Trish: is safe right here.

Abba: Wh-When did you...

Trish: Arrivederci.

Sign: "Goodbye."

Nar: Stand name: Notorious Chase.

Nar: Complete annihilation: impossible.

Nar: Forced to track the crashing waves of the sea forever.

Nar: At times, it att*cks ships that happen to move faster than the waves and sinks them.

Nar: Eventually, these waters would be known to local fishermen as the "Tyrrhenian Belly"

Nar: and considered ominous.

Trish: Now, let's lay low and find out who the boss really is.

Trish: We're going to track down my father's past!

Nar: The private jet hijacked from the Marco Polo International Airport

Nar: crash-landed in the Tyrrhenian Sea, fifty kilometers northeast of Sardinia.

Nar: This mystery has yet to be solved.

Nar: No passengers were found on board.

Diavolo: I thought I'd made it disappear,

JoJo-internal/narrator: ,but one's past wraps itself around one's true peace, never letting go.

Diavolo: Unbelievable. This is why blood relations are so troublesome.

Diavolo: It wouldn't be concerning if it involved a stranger,

Diavolo: but once blood relations are involved, things become tricky.

Diavolo: But that's all it is.

Diavolo: It's just a blood relation. If I can get rid of that,

Diavolo: I'll be able to remain in the prime of my life.

Diavolo: Several days ago, after Pericolo secured Trish,

Diavolo: the traitors who were after her scoured this apartment that Trish and her mother lived in,

JoJo-internal/narrator: ,but none of them noticed.

Diavolo: Every morning of her life,Trish awoke in this house...

Diavolo: And...

JoJo-internal/narrator: ,Every day, she looked at this picture that her mother had lovingly put up.

Diavolo: But this date... There's no doubt about it.

Diavolo: It's fifteen years ago.

Diavolo: This portrait... Even I almost missed it.

Diavolo: To think that such a thing existed...

Diavolo: Their plane crashed... but they're alive.

Diavolo: I can feel it...

JoJo-internal/narrator: ,My daughter's Stand abilities have awakened.

Diavolo: I can also tell that she's alive and heading to Sardinia.

Diavolo: And if it was Abbacchio's Moody Jazz that was flying the plane,

Diavolo: that means he's also alive, at the very least.

Diavolo: I can't let Moody Jazz go to the spot in this picture.

Diavolo: Trish might not realize it right now, but she'll surely remember

Diavolo: the existence of this picture.

Diavolo: And if she goes to Sardinia, she'll figure out

Diavolo: that the person who took this portrait of her mother when she was young

Diavolo: was me!

Diavolo: I can't let Moody Jazz's ability replay that!

Diavolo: I'll have to go there myself.

Diavolo: I have to do it myself.

Diavolo: I can't let any of my subordinates attempt to handle this.

Lady: Oh, y-you were home.

Lady: I knocked, but... I'm here to clean your room.

Lady: P-Pardon me, I'll come back later...

Lady: Huh?

Lady: Huh?

JoJo-main: ,Why was I here again?

Lady: O-Oh, right! To clean! I'm supposed to clean!

Lady: Now, time to get to work.
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