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Men... Do! (Note: Men = head strike Do = torso strike)
All right, forearm blow! Match over!
Ah, Yasuhiko. You want to go next?
Yes, please.
Nakamura! On the mat!
Yes, sir!
One of this kendo team's greatest former members...
has consented to practice with us.
While enrolled here, he was...
the All-Japan champion three years running!
Besides that, he graduated at the top of his class in medical school!
He is now the chief of surgery at Tozai University Hospital!
Mr. Yasuhiko Shirabyoshi!
What's wrong? Either you make the first move or I will.
Kote! Men! Men! (Note: Kote = forearm strike)
Thank you, sir!
Next!
If I may, sir!
Men! Men! Men!
We're home, Young Master.
Hm? Oh.
Welcome home, Young Master.
Master Yasuhiko, Miss Catherine is here.
Mm. Okay.
Sorry.
For the wait, I mean.
Don't worry. I came early.
Stopped by the university gym again, huh?
Yeah. I get really wound up after big operations.
I can't sleep well until I work up a good sweat.
What's wrong? We've got the church picked out for the ceremony.
And the honeymoons planned out perfectly.
Is there some other problem now?
Yasuhiko, I love you with all my heart.
And I love you, Catherine.
But I'd like to put off our wedding for one year...
No, for six months.
But our plans... What about all our plans...?
I'm sorry. I know how much you hate to change any plan.
But I've decided this after a lot of thought!
I also resigned from the dispensary today.
I don't believe this... You're just leaving?
I won't be near you at work anymore!
Yasuhiko, listen to me!
You just said you love me, and now you...!
Yasuhiko, hear me out!
Please, listen...
You've heard about the civil war in Adentarl, right?
One group of people is trying to seize power,
and innocent bystanders have had their homes burned...
and have been injured and killed in the process.
Masses of sick and starving people have gathered at the border.
What does that have to do with our wedding?
When I became a doctor, I also joined a volunteer group.
You're not the only member, right?
I've decided on my own. It's now or never.
Because once I'm married and carry your child,
I won't be able to rush off on my own this easily anymore.
Just six months. Will our love fade in only six months?
No...
All right, now give me a kiss and say, "see you later."
And as you miss me, you can become...
a genius surgeon with the highest ideals.
See you later.
You're finally feeling better.
To my darling Yasuhiko Shirabyoshi,
It's been two weeks since I arrived in Adentarl.
Conditions in the refugee camp are worse than you can imagine.
Over 20 thousand people are crammed into an area of only seven hectares.
Besides the treatment of the sick and wounded,
there's a shortage of food and drinking water.
Each day we struggle to replenish them.
Until help comes from the UN and the Red Cross,
we all must work desperately.
By the way, we ran into a mysterious person today...
out in the middle of the desert.
He was wearing a black coat in the midday desert heat,
and his face had a surgical scar.
He was also carrying a medical bag.
What's wrong?
As you can see, my engine overheated and died on me.
Where are you headed?
The refugee camp on the border.
Oh, then hop in. We're on our way back there.
I appreciate it.
Hold it!
Who are you? What do you want at the camp?
What's in the bag?
Maybe it's a bomb!
Terrorists have threatened to kill the refugees!
You think I'm a terrorist?
Oh, well... Better find another taxi.
Wait! You want to walk to the camp?
It's ten kilometers away!
It was only later that I learned who he was.
I'll get to that in my next letter.
Clinical Chart 7 White Justice
Even if you get caught up...
in the chaotic rhythms of the city,
as long as you have dreams you can't abandon,
it can't be all a loss.
Even in a crowd, you always keep to yourself.
She's gone to city lights.
It's because you don't understand that you pretend to be so withdrawn.
She has gone to city lights.
Even if you forsake the light,
you'll still be close.
What's wrong, Catherine?
Ten kilometers through the desert...
He didn't reach our camp till late at night.
Stop! Wait!
Don't take another step!
You're standing in a mine field!
Step back slowly and follow your footprints!
Have the soup, too. You need to warm up.
It can drop below freezing in the desert at night.
I appreciate it.
Walking here through the desert... You must be crazy!
I went right out after you in the truck, but I couldn't find you.
Sorry about that.
Are you all volunteers?
Yes.
I believe there's a girl named Karen in this camp.
She's five years old and is with her mother.
If you know her, please tell me.
Karen?
Karen Aramis. Her mother's name is Saranda.
Hang on a sec.
There's another registry book. Check that one, too!
Okay.
Karen has a hereditary heart condition...
Tetralogy of Fallot.
She needs treatment.
You're a doctor?
By any chance... are you...?
Doctor, I'm begging you.
You'll get your million dollars.
Cash or transfer, however you want it.
It's a hereditary heart disease called Tetralogy of Fallot.
Swelling of the right ventricle, which dislocates the aorta.
My granddaughter has it.
She's like a little angel to me.
I hear it's very hard to treat.
All the other doctors told me it's impossible.
So, Doctor, I'm begging you for help.
Hey, you bums!
Come on and beg the Doc with me!
Right, Boss!
We're beggin you!
I'm actually from the Republic of Adentarl.
My daughter and granddaughter live in the capital, Dentarl City.
Attention. The shuttle bus to Dentarl City will depart at...
Attention, all foreigners.
As of 1 1:00 today,
Adentarl International Airport is under military control.
All foreign entry visas are now cancelled.
Foreigners must submit to military authority.
My darling Yasuhiko, that doctor escaped the military's hands...
and set off to Dentarl City to meet his patient.
But the city was already ravaged by the battle,
and its inhabitants had fled.
The patient he had to meet and her family had disappeared.
For the next two months, he wandered Adentarl...
amidst the civil war.
A scrap of information finally led him to this refugee camp.
I'm so moved.
I've never heard of a doctor...
so committed to a patient as this one.
These are the latest images from the Republic of Adentarl.
The civil war is still raging.
Refugee camps on the border of neighboring Balique...
are nearly bursting.
And people fleeing the fighting continue to gather there.
A UN vote authorizing aid is desperately needed.
I don't believe it.
He disappears for two months without even giving me a phone call.
He might have gotten in a bad accident.
Or he's gotten really sick and can't move.
Or maybe he's cheating on me with another woman!
Doctor! What's happened to you?
Call me already!
Gimme a phone call!
One stupid phone call!
Coming! Coming! Coming! Coming!
Doctor, where have you been? I've been so lonely!
Um, this is Mr. Patterson in New York.
You haven't heard from the Doctor, have you?
Oh, great! Look, Mr. Patterson, or Betterson, or whatever!
I'm the one who wants the Doctor to call!
I see. You've heard nothing.
Sorry to bother you.
Boss! Cheer up!
You're gonna make yourself sick!
Clam up!
Sorry, Boss...
Here! Over here!
You've confirmed it? There's no mistake?
They weren't in the registry, but I heard talk about them.
A dying little girl and her half-crazy mother.
That's it. Let's pray.
That a great flock of doves will come here,
and they'll bear us up higher than the church roof.
Before long, we'll see a great oasis.
We'll all gather there, at the water's edge.
And we'll be greeted kindly...
Let's go there now, Karen.
Let me die! Karen's dead! My little Karen is dead!
Who did you say was dead?
Madam, Karen isn't dead yet.
Pulse 120. Blood pressure 70.
Shock score of level two.
The Tetralogy of Fallot has caused an oxygen deprivation seizure.
I'd like to operate immediately.
Can you guarantee me light and a place to work?
Yes, Doctor!
Please, use our tent!
We can also offer a small stock of medical supplies.
I'll assist you.
You're a doctor?
Yes. I graduated from...
the State University of New York medical school,
and have been working in the primary...
surgical department of Tozai University Hospital.
If you're a surgeon, I'd be eager for your help.
My pleasure, Doctor!
-Hemoclamp. -Yes, Doctor.
I'm going to separate the fifth and sixth ribs on the left side.
Ready a spreader.
Yes, Doctor. Standing by.
Now to get rid of the stenosis of the pulmonary artery...
and then isolate the damage to the ventricular septum.
Yes, Doctor.
Increase procainamide.
Procainamide level is okay.
Please increase the IV drip rate.
R- Right!
That's it, Karen! Nice and strong!
That's the way... Hang in there...
Suction.
Yes, Doctor.
-We're here, Young Master. -Okay.
Hello, Doctor.
Hello.
Hi... So, two operations today?
Yes, sir. Removal of a subdural hematoma at 10 A.M.,
and a pituitary adenoma in the afternoon.
Hm. Okay.
Oh, and how's Mr. Nagai in Ward Three progressing?
Extremely well.
Okay, then give him 4500 cc of Dextrin G...
and 40 mg of Xanbon.
Yes, Doctor. Understood.
Dear Yasuhiko,
It was a fantastic operation.
The facilities were poor, the operating table makeshift.
Our light came from bare bulbs powered by a portable generator.
Our IV was first-aid saline solution bags.
And outside, a sandstorm blew at 20 meters per second.
To a beginner like me, who was used to having...
computerized assistance and the latest medical equipment,
his surgery was one surprise after another.
His scalpel technique was unsurpassed.
And how he approached it, with thorough knowledge of anatomy...
Doctor, should we increase the Predonine a bit?
We can't. Too much Predonine will cause post-operative complications.
Remember, we're dealing with a five-year-old girl here!
Right. Excuse me.
Sometimes you need to know when not to use medicines.
Right.
It's all right. This girl's a fighter.
Hang in there!
Yes, Doctor...
He was strong, gentle...
As that five-year-old girl's life drained away,
no one could have loved it more or tried harder to return it.
Perhaps he was holding onto it through the entire operation.
As overly-romantic as ever, Catherine.
Romance can't save a person’s life, you fool!
Dr. Shirabyoshi, you should get down to the OR.
Right. Okay.
Who's assisting me today?
Doctors Tanaka and Toyama, sir.
Right!
I think you've heard of him, Yasuhiko.
He's the famous Dr. Black Jack.
Madam, the operations over for now.
She'll need to recuperate in a properly equipped hospital.
Doctor! Dr. Black Jack!
Please wake up! A helicopter's here!
I contacted Dr. Stanfield.
Stanfield?
One of my professors back in school.
He said he's very interested in Tetralogy of Fallot cases.
He arranged for a helicopter from New York.
Stanfield... An authority on cardiac surgery.
Doctor, hurry!
Excuse me, Doctor. Can you look at my boy?
My girl stepped on a mine. Can we do anything?
His fever won't go down, and he has dysentery, too!
Doctor, you're the only real surgeon we have here.
Hey, Catherine! What's wrong? Hurry up!
Doctor! Dr. Stanfield said he'd see to Karen’s recovery, so please...!
I didn't come here as a volunteer!
Doctor!
I will not treat them without compensation!
Please! It won't be long till the UN aid vote passes!
One dollar per person!
No discounts given!
However, if you don't have the money, I'll accept an IOU!
Interest free!
Doctor...!
Give my regards to Dr. Stanfield.
I will!
Careful! Watch her condition! That's a young girl you have there!
Boss! Boss!
S- Someone here to see you, sir!
Who? A detective? A lawyer? The DA?
Or some casino cheat?
Um, no. Actually...
You Patterson?
You're the girl from the phone!
Bingo! Bingo!
I'm Pinoko, private secretary and assistant...
to the genius surgeon Black Jack.
And I have come here to New York!
Um... Um... Hold on here.
What if, by some chance, the Doc calls home? What'll you do?
You should be home, waiting for that!
Relax. No problem!
I've had all calls forwarded to this phone!
Ain't modern conveniences great?
Oh, I see.
And now this breaking news.
UN forces have now entered Adentarl.
They are intervening in the civil war.
This should end hostilities there shortly.
They did it! They did it!
Please, Miss. Eat all you like.
Once the war's over, the Doc will come back.
I asked him to operate on my granddaughter in Adentarl.
It's all my fault. I never thought a civil war would break out!
I'm really sorry about putting him through that.
I heard he even stayed behind as a volunteer.
Well, I sent him to where the patient was.
I never promised it would be completely safe.
I'm full!
Please, Miss. You have to meet my granddaughter Karen.
She's hospitalized here in New York.
You and she would probably get along great!
Hm... How old is she?
Five.
Nah. I only get along with people over 1 7.
And then only if it's a really cute guy.
Oh, well.
Good morning, Karen. How are you feeling?
Good morning, Dr. Catherine!
And Dr. Stanfield.
I feel great!
She had no fever last night and slept soundly.
Hmm... Nice steady pulse.
Okay, can you stick out your tongue for me?
My, what a long tongue you have!
I can touch the tip of my nose with it!
My, that's amazing!
Catherine, do you have the notes from Dr. Black Jack's surgery?
Yes. Right here, sir.
All right then. Karen?
May I see that lovely scar on your chest?
'Kay!
Oh! Dr. Catherine!
Phone call for you.
I see...
When do you get off work?
Huh?
Shall we have pasta for lunch or hot dogs?
Oh, my!
Jeez, it's about time you recognized my voice.
I took a two-week leave.
To see you, of course.
Oh, that was a big sacrifice.
A doctor can't spare two weeks.
The surgical department must be in chaos now.
They all depend on you.
If a patient dies while I'm away, it'll be your fault.
Don't say that!
Oh, my goodness. Now what'll I do?
I'm kidding. Dr. Stanfield called me out here.
The Doctor did?
Yeah. He's called a special meeting of...
the International Medical Association.
If you hadn't been here, I would have...
faxed over my apology for not attending.
Grandpa!
Hi, Papa!
Okay, Karen. You're gonna have fun today!
Let me present my little friend, Miss Pinoko!
Dum-da-dum! Ta-da-da-DAA!
Ta-da-da-DAA!
Out, you bums! Out! Outta the hospital room!
Once upon a time, there was a boy and a girl.
The boy had long hair dyed brown and an earring.
And the girl liked drugs and was bulimic...
so her autonomic nerves got all out of whack!
But they loved each other a lot,
and thought they'd want to stay together,
even though their place was really small.
It's kind of a sad story, ya know?
The boy became a street thug in the city,
while the girl worked a register in a little convenience store.
My girlfriend works a register in a little gas station!
Who cares!
Shut up and listen to the story!
One day, the boy stopped calling the girl,
and the girl just fell apart.
"Oh, I miss him. I miss him! I miss him!"
DOCTOR, I MISS YOU!
Which doctor?
Dr. Black Jack?
You're finally here.
I've waited here every day for two months for you to arrive.
My boss wouldn't hear any excuses about this.
We've done it, Boss! He's here!
Finally! You treat that doctor well, ya hear me?
He's here? The Doctor's here?
Yes! I'm happy to say he's arrived!
I'm sorry I haven't kept in touch, Doctor.
Dr. Shirabyoshi! You're right, it has been too long!
Dr. Stanfield!
Dr. Robbins! Sorry to call you out here from Sydney.
All right, to the meeting hall!
A light lunch has been prepared for you.
This is Dr. Catherine, who will be assisting me today.
A pleasure to meet you all.
Dr. Black Jack!
Dr. Black Jack?
That's right, Karen. This is Dr. Black Jack.
The man who saved your life.
He really is like Lapandu!
Lapandu?
What's that?
A legendary desert hero in Adentarl.
He wandered the desert like the wind, riding a white horse.
He saved many people from troubles,
and he's considered a desert god who protects our land.
Wow, that's so cool!
Thank you, my Lapandu.
My Lapandu!
Karen, I'm not your Lapandu.
That would be Mr. Patterson, your grandfather.
He paid a very large medical fee to save you.
And even now, he prays with all his heart for you to get well.
Now, would you remove your gown? I have work to do.
Boss!
Boss, you okay?
Turn up the heat! You want me to catch a cold?
Yes, sir! Right away! Sorry!
Am I getting sick now?
Now then, doctors.
As head of the International Medical Association,
I've called this emergency meeting.
First, my apologies for interrupting your busy schedules.
Quite all right, Dr. Stanfield.
Yes. If not for these, we'd never get to see you.
It's good to see you looking well, Doctor!
Oh, my. Thank you so much! You flatter me, really.
You said this concerns international medical licensing?
I believe you're all familiar with a doctor by the name of Black Jack.
There isn't anyone in the field of medicine who hasn't heard of him.
The unlicensed doctor.
I have encountered him.
Or, more precisely,
I have observed his work.
And I have been moved!
First of all, have a look at this.
The subject is a 5-year-old girl with Tetralogy of Fallot.
Observe his brilliant and radical cure!
Doctor, what hospital do you work at?
Well, I don't work at any particular hospital.
Darn it. Next time I get a cold, I want to go...
to the hospital where you work!
Forgive me.
I want to be your girlfriend someday!
Madam, I'll be back tomorrow.
She's doing well, but there's still some risk...
of postoperative venous blood clotting.
Yes, Doctor. By all means.
Getting a cold, Pinoko? Maybe you need an injection.
Or perhaps you need an enema.
No! No way!
Black Jack. Real name: Kuro Hazama.
This is his brilliant work.
Performed, I might add, under harsh conditions...
in a refugee camp!
See how he dealt with the pulmonary artery,
the most difficult segment in any cardiac surgery.
See the precise incisions and sutures, all done...
without the benefit of an electric scalpel.
This surgery is more perfect than any I have ever seen!
To be honest, as a doctor, I'm jealous.
And, while this is just a rumor,
some of you here have commissioned Mr. Black Jack...
for difficult operations.
More than a few!
Now, to our discussion.
I would like to grant Mr. Black Jack an international medical license.
Medical treatment now is very advanced,
but growing more specialized.
"Look at the organs, not the person."
"Research over treatment." That's the current way of thinking.
We stress experimental results at the cellular and molecular level...
over actual treatment.
In evaluating and recognizing Mr. Black Jack's work,
the IMA will cast the first stone at this terrible trend in medicine!
Of course, this would bring his ingenious medical techniques...
to the world at large.
Think of how they'd be perfected by doctors...
on the front lines of treatment!
It is with that thought that I take this first step!
If our committee is unanimous,
then this agenda will be recognized!
Ladies and gentlemen, your opinions?
True, by licensing him, we'd be able to request his services openly.
We wouldn't have to sneak him into hospitals anymore.
And he might have to charge standard rates to examine people.
My hospital could accept him as chief of surgery!
Madness...
You've all gone mad.
Before our association can grant him a license,
he must first clear himself of wrongdoing!
An unlicensed doctor is an affront to the rules of society!
And the huge sums he charges are a blasphemy...
against patients and legitimate doctors like us!
Medicine is justice!
The white clothes we wear symbolize its pure, white justice!
In regards to countless peoples' lives,
medicine's guiding principle is fairness and justice, is it not?
Dr. Shirabyoshi...
My condition is that he submit himself...
to judgment by the law for his crimes!
Your opinion is sound, with no room for compromise.
But... But can't we change your mind, Dr. Shirabyoshi?
There's no one short of God Himself who could judge him!
How shameless! An unlicensed doctor...
just expects us to give him a license?
No, Mr. Black Jack knows nothing of this discussion.
This is still a dream I've selfishly sketched out...
for an unlicensed genius I barely know.
A desire to do something for the physicians yet to come!
I will call a meeting in one month for your decision.
I hope to have Mr. Black Jack with me when that happens.
Thank you all for coming today.
C'mon, Doc. Just say the word!
After all, you saved my little Karen!
I'll take you out to any nightclub or casino you want!
How about we go to "Double O," that hot new shabu-shabu place?
Ta-daa!
All right, I got it!
All set, Doc. C'mon, let's go.
First stop, a karaoke pub!
No way! Three more hands, first!
Take a drink!
Dreamin' of California!
Sing a song!
Very nice baby, yeah!
Raise some hell!
Okay, Doc. Your turn. Pick your favorite!
No way! I hate karaoke!
I know your type. Once you start singing, you won't stop!
Yay!
Sing and dance around!
When you're sick, (Sing!) When you're well... (Raise hell!)
Willy's gang!
Dr. Black Jack!
Papa! Papa!
About that matter we discussed on the phone...
Yes. Dr. Stanfield has approved your use of an operating room here.
Thank you. I know it's a sudden request.
No, it's nothing.
The patient took two shots to the head, four to the abdomen.
I need immediate X-rays. I want to find those bullets.
Of course, Doctor.
And, Dr. Catherine?
Yes?
I'd appreciate it if you assisted me again.
Of course! I was going to ask you if I could!
The OR's in Room One of the special center.
Doctor, please put on this surgical gown.
-Here's yours, Miss Pinoko. -Okay!
Forgive me, but this hospital practically belongs to...
Dr. Stanfield, one of the great elders of the medical world.
I can't allow illegal activity here.
Yasuhiko...
Can you please show me your license, Dr. Black Jack?
The Doctor authorized this!
Quiet! I'm talking to this fraud!
I have no license.
Then I will operate on Mr. Patterson instead.
This may be a very difficult surgery.
Relax. I'm a doctor!
My God! A bullet's lodged between his brainstem and his cerebellum!
It's impossible! If I scar the myelencephalon with my scalpel,
I'll stop the patient's autonomic functions!
This operation's impossible!
Dr. Shirabyoshi! We're ready!
Right. Okay...
Dr. Black Jack. At last, we meet.
-Hemoclamp! -Yes, sir.
Blood pressure?
80 over 50, and falling.
Add 8 mg of Noradrenaline to the IV!
Adding 8 mg of Noradrenaline to IV.
He's cutting into the fourth ventricle horoid plexus?
Yes.
That's terribly risky.
Prepare for microsurgery!
Yes, Doctor. Ready.
Sorry about this.
Shirabyoshi's young and extremely talented,
but he's uncompromising, too.
Grandpa... Is my grandpa gonna die?
It’ll be all right, Karen.
An excellent young doctor is helping him now.
And another excellent doctor is here watching over him.
No other surgeon would be here...
after having his patient stolen from him.
Damn it all...!
I've got bleeding from the posterior cerebral artery!
Don't panic! We're almost into the fourth ventricle.
It'll be all right! I've never cut into the fourth ventricle before,
but I've studied it thoroughly! I can do this!
Doctor?
Dammit! I'm going to cut the myelencephalon!
Calm down! You can do this!
Not bad.
Not bad, but the heat of an electric scalpel there...
will damage the myelencephalors structure.
Skill is necessary, but experience is more vital here.
And the point of this is to save the patient, is it not?
Dr. Black Jack...
Hemoclamp!
Yes, Doctor!
How're his vitals?
Not good!
Concentrate on maintaining his general condition.
Agreed!
Now I see...
Operations aren't for the surgeons benefit.
And a surgeons honor or qualifications don't matter.
It's all about saving the patient's life.
Maybe I lost sight of that...
Yasuhiko...
For whose sake will our wedding be?
For the both of us, of course.
Shall we do it a little sooner than planned?
Thursday, one month later.
The second special meeting of the IMA was held.
The motion to grant Mr. Black Jack a medical license...
was passed unanimously.
But the medical genius who needed the license,
despite having been invited to attend,
and despite the hopes of those gathered there,
never appeared at the meeting.
Doctor! Doctor!
What's in this thing?
Look at all these IOUs for one dollar!
Hm? Oh...
I'll put these out with the other burnable trash!
Wha... Hey!
Sorry. These are important.
Huh?
Good night.
Can we go on with my heart rusted over like this?
Hey, baby...
I envy your light-hearted love.
This cold city... (Hey, baby.)
Fades away at the touch of moonlight.
It's no good being alone.
If you look,
there's power to be found in a gamble.
It seems all over.
Just like blackjack-- game over.
Once you place your bet, it's game over.
I'd rather forget...
my hopeful heart...
in the midnight hours.
Midnight hours.