GTO

Just one more time...

Is that okay with you?

Don't hold your feelings for others in.

Fight! Looking good!

Run!

This was your decision!

He risked his life. For the likes of you!

Is that student absent?

The girl from the nurse's office?

I need to talk to you.

What?

It was exactly 10 years ago

when Onizuka killed his best friend.

Nice shot, Serizawa-kun!

Defense, stick to 'em!

Time's up!

Break!

Serizawa, come here.

Use the people around you more.

You'll never win in the big leagues if you don't.

Yes, sir.

Yuuzawa!

Yes, sir?

Do you know how much is riding on you filling in for Kiritani, damn it?

Yes, sir.

Oh, Kiritani.

Hey, I guess former basketball players get to come to school later, huh?

At this point, he's right on time.

Yuuzawa, ignore him. Let's go.

Kiritani-kun! School's starting!

You're ignoring me?

Yo.

Hey.

Let's go.

Masaru!

Special Adoption Paperwork

Submitter: (Foster father) Kiritani Tetsuya Same: (Foster mother) Kiritani Sayuko

Kiritani.

Everybody wants you back.

Is this really what you want?

If you want to talk, I can listen.

You wouldn't understand.

Kiritani!

Things are really hard for us because of you.

Kamiya's taking it out on all of us.

It's a serious pain.

Hey!

Hey.

Did Kiritani have a fight or something with Serizawa?

In their first year,

he and Serizawa-kun were called our future star players.

But he quit early on, right?

Yup.

I bet practice was too tough for him, so he bolted.

He doesn't have the guts, so he quits the team.

Soon enough, he stops coming to school,

and starts hanging out with a bad crowd.

That's very common with delinquents.

Those are some serious assumptions...

He's sure to cause trouble at this rate.

So we should do something before that happens.

Kiritani-kun, the one you've been talking about, just went home early.

Is he cutting class?

No, he said he was tired or something.

Just thought you should know.

Thanks.

Thanks.

My usual patient isn't here today, so I've got an open bed.

I asked if he wanted to rest, but...

Uncle Barhopper?

How did this turn into a conversation about drinking?

Are you going to look for Uncle Barhopper?

It's too early for that.

'Ey!

'Ey!

Hey, you're leaving?

Why did you quit the basketball team?

Tell me.

It's boring, so I stopped going.

That's all.

Whoa, you're there!

Huh?

Nothing.

When you get old, your hips get heavy and start to hurt...

Huh?

Yes, sir.

There's no smoke without fire.

Yes.

You can stare at smoke all you want, but all you'll see is smoke.

If you want to put out the fire,

you need to find where it's burning.

You can't just tell someone to be a good kid if you don't know their problems.

That's just being a bossy adult.

You didn't like bossy adults, did you?

Yeah, I hated them.

Fuji-san, what about your hips?

Huh?

You're leaving already?

I think I could be friends with you now.

Bye.

Hey, Shimon.

Yeah?

You were gonna come tomorrow, right?

Yeah.

So what's up?

Hey!

You should watch where you're walking.

What?

I'm talking to you.

What's your problem?

Huh?

What the hell's your problem?

Excuse me.

Excuse me!

Is Masaru-kun here?

What do you want?

Are you one of his friends?

He's not here.

No... I'm Onizuka, his assistant teacher.

Assistant teacher?

Nice to meet you.

Here.

Oh, thank you.

I'm sorry he's not here after you came all this way.

Where did he run off to?

Thanks for this.

It seems like he's fallen in with a bad crowd.

I couldn't be more ashamed.

Not at all.

Is that hoop for your son?

Yes.

I made it myself, so it's nothing like a real one.

Wow, it's handmade?

You've got skills.

Nah.

I made it for Masaru.

I played basketball for a company team before I took over this factory.

So it was my dream to have my son play basketball.

I practiced with him ever since he was little.

There was nothing I could teach him besides basketball.

Why did he quit the team?

I don't know.

Basketball was his whole life.

Every day he'd come home from practice and start shooting hoops here.

I can't fathom why he'd quit...

Excuse me.

Of course.

Hello?

This is the Kiritani Factory.

Yes.

What?

I'll be right there.

What's wrong?

Masaru was brought in by the police.

What?

Saejima!

The other ones got away,

but he stayed until the last minute.

What happened?

I have nothing to say.

Kiritani...

It's not your problem.

How can you say that to your teacher?

I didn't raise you to be that way.

Then how did you raise me?

Calm down, sir!

Didn't I grow up just like you wanted?

Don't be stupid!

Kiritani, that's enough.

Quitting the team, hanging out with thugs...

What are you thinking?!

You don't know how your dad feels...

My dad?

Don't make me laugh.

You're not my dad, so you don't get to say that.

What?

I'm not your son, am I?

What are you talking about?

What the hell is a "special adoption"?

I found what was in your safe.

Special Adoption Paperwork

Submitter: (Foster father) Kiritani Tetsuya Same: (Foster mother) Kiritani Sayuko

I always thought the reason you were so strict with me

was because I wasn't your real son.

You're wrong.

You are my son.

You're still saying that?

Kiritani...

I did everything you wanted me to.

It was basketball, basketball, basketball, ever since I was a kid!

I never liked basketball!

Kiritani!

You pretended to be my dad to make me do what you wanted.

I'm sick of you!

Kiritani!

Everyone, I'm sorry for the trouble.

I'll be going.

This is why Kiritani-kun quit the basketball team, isn't it?

Yo!

Oh, you're all together.