Welcome to Supermax Prison.
This is the only prison in the world that can suppress any kind of superpower.
As you all know,
not everyone with superpowers becomes a superhero.
People who use their powers for evil become supervillains.
And this is where those scumbag villains end up!
Look around!
Just because you've developed powers doesn't mean you can do what you please.
Understand?
How about I shred him up and make him chicken feed?
Don't get carried away.
See?
Inmate number 0053839.
Johnny Bolt, exit your cell.
Sure thing.
Johnny Boy, you breaking out?
The big boss is throwing a party today, you know?
I'm getting released, not breaking out.
I've got a party tonight too, dude. With my honey.
Glad to hear it.
See you on the outside sometime.
The fuck you goin', Bolt? I was gonna have your ass next.
Come on. How about it?
Get that dirty asshole outta my face.
Come on--
Fuckin' scum, pissing himself like that.
Come on, Johnny. The outside's waiting for you.
That's right, Eric. It's time to roll.
Johnny! So today's the day.
I'm sure I'll be seeing you again soon, partner.
Hate to disappoint you, but I won't be back.
This is the changing room.
Restraint vest… Cover him.
Release.
Freedom!
Here.
The moment I've been waiting for.
That thing's falling apart.
You should really get a new one.
That reeks!
They're trying to cut costs, you know.
They're happy just as long as it keeps you guys from using your powers.
But that's this place's selling point.
Even if we got new ones,
we'd have to update the whole damn control system.
That would be the perfect time
to break out of this place.
We've got a backup system, so that won't happen.
Inmate number 0053839.
Johnny Bolt. No address. No occupation.
Sentenced to eight months for the misdemeanors of property damage
caused by a precision voltage control device
and destruction of intangible data due to widespread electromagnetic interference.
Having served your time, you're being released.
What's his superpower?
Warden?
Let me see.
He can generate and release electricity.
Is he a member of the Network?
No. He's got no connections.
Just a punk villain?
Approved.
Don't come back.
Sure thing!
On the outside, I'll behave like a proper citizen with superpowers.
Out.
What's all this about?
It's that charity group.
Some kind of celebration?
It's a gift from Mr. Matts.
Matts?
I'm sure even a small-time villain like you has heard of him.
He's the world's most renowned supervillain, Mr. Christopher Matts.
Living here, you don't get much news of the outside.
Matts is also known as The Bastard.
Oh, is that right? The Bastard?
Don't act dumb.
You caught me.
Anyway, that stuff is all part of a world way out of my reach.
You're right about that.
Some villains on the outside doing charity work for villains in prison is…
pretty damn fishy.
What will you do when you get out?
I'm not sure.
I'll think about it after having a nice fuck.
You're a lucky man to have someone waiting for you.
Farewell, my friend.
Johnny!
What a sight for sore eyes, my sweetie.
Shit. I've got a hard-on.
You naughty boy.
See?
Being on the outside is awesome!
Don't you agree, Kasey?
It's time to shift gears.
Holy…
Damn, this is good.
We're here!
Johnny!
Welcome back!
Yeah!
You guys!
How the hell did you idiots get in here?
Gimme a break! We're supervillains, after all.
Right?
-Right! -Right!
Oh, really?
Here you go!
To celebrate your release.
Right!
Here's to
Mr. Matts!
Don't overdo it.
Fuck off! Today, I will do as I please!
Guess we owe this all to the big boss, Matts.
Say, who is that?
The Bastard. He's legendary.
Legendary? That's going a little far.
He used to be a top villain, but he's an old-timer now, right?
Don't be stupid.
The big boss is still plenty dangerous.
Don't you know about Danny Dubrovny?
From what I heard,
Danny had gotten out of the villain business
and into some dodgy real-estate scam.
After getting an investment of five million dollars out of the big boss,
he suddenly disappeared.
A few years later,
Danny had moved to Miami
and was involved in some Japanese business.
He had a woman and was living the good life
all thanks to the money he pinched from the big boss.
Then one day,
something horrible happened to his old pal.
It happened to his favorite hooker too.
And to his dealer back in Baltimore.
His best friend.
His mother.
His half-brother who lived in California.
Even everyone at his accounting firm.
Their heads exploded.
Hold on! It was all…
You see, that's how The Bastard operates.
Is this about Danny?
Until he and his girlfriend escaped to the boonies,
241 people had been killed.
But there's no evidence of who did it.
241 people?
All of them were blown up remotely?
Is that his power?
After they'd been scared shitless,
they knew how it would end for them.
Danny… It hurts!
-It hurts! -What's wrong?
My head!
It's like someone is pumping air into it!
It hurts!
No! Stop!
God damn it!
Matts! Kill me!
I know you're after me!
Kill me!
Just kill me now!
Why the fuck would I grant you your wish?
That's The Bastard for you.
To Mr. Matts.
Here's to the big boss's Network.
I thought that the villains Network was an urban legend.
That's right.
The legend is a secret system that exists outside the real world.
It's a shadow world that second-rate lowlifes like you can't see.
Everyone that's a part of it gets locked up here.
He's the big boss of
the supervillain Network that stretches from the West Coast to the East Coast.
Here's to Mr. Matts.
You seem to be having fun, Warden.
That's right. Thank you.
Even the unruly scumbags
are patiently waiting until their sentences are over.
I'm glad to hear it.
Most important for us is
to value our connections with our comrades.
Well, well…
Tell the big boss thanks from me.
Certainly.
By the way…
I heard a rumor that the big boss was taking all the loot he's gained
and going abroad with it.
Nothing more than a rumor.
Bring some salsa!
You guys are drunk!
What's that? I like your taste.
I figured you would.
I told you, Kismet.
Johnny knows what good taste is.
Whenever I wear gold and shit like that,
I always think it will get snatched off me.
That's 'cause you spread bad luck, dude.
I can't help it. That's my power.
I don't spread bad luck 'cause I want to.
Yeah, right.
Shut up, bad luck.
Lately, we've had good luck.
Really? What's up?
We learned what it takes to survive in this tech-driven society.
It's more like we're slaves to tech than people who learned how to use it.
What? With our string of successes, we've been lucky boys lately!
Yeah, maybe so, but…
To celebrate your return, Johnny,
we've come up with a plan for a huge job.
Right!
What kind of job?
Let me show you.
Hold on.
If you-know-who hears this, it'll cause us trouble.
It's okay. Tell me about it.
This place could be bugged too.
Okay. This will knock your socks off.
Are you planning a bank heist?
Cash is nothing but numbers.
What's more, its value changes every day.
This is something that doesn't change. Gemstones.
Which store are we going after?
Which store? That's a joke! We're going after ten places
in under ten minutes.
Ten places in ten minutes?
They're all close to one another.
It's possible if we go by motorcycle.
Right!
The key is the number of places and the time.
We don't care if we don't get much from each place.
If we want to be greedy,
we just increase the number of places we hit.
Now I get it.
If we hit that many all at once…
It'll throw cops and security companies into a panic.
What's more, I think you know that downtown San Francisco
is one of the places in the US
with the lowest frequency of events caused by superpowers.
Which means…
No heroes will interfere.
Each place in under a minute.
That's seriously awesome!
Told ya!
Whose plan is this?
It was the Net--
It was ours, obviously! Right?
Right!
You guys are geniuses!
I've had it with this!
Kasey…
If you hold tight for a while and get a normal job,
then a good job will come along.
What kind of job would that be?
Helping those veggie freaks?
They're the decadent 1%.
That's the jealousy of the 99%.
Hello.
Welcome to an organic café where you can enjoy
the true flavor of vegetables,
Green Green.
Nearly all the food we get from
local small farms and the farmer's market is
100% organic.
We make the most of the ingredients,
so you won't believe that you're actually only eating vegetables.
You wanna work with those dilettantes too?
Nah.
See? And with you around, this'll be a breeze.
Yeah, I guess you're right.
Here's to Johnny the Bolt!
It'll be a breeze!
Johnny!
Say, you guys shouldn't get so drunk.
What? What are you talking about?
We're not done drinking yet.
Right!
But you know…
See how hammered you are?
Right.
Now, come on, Johnny.
Did you use your power?
At last, we're alone.
Such a naughty girl.
I'm back.
Everyone at Supermax Prison, including the warden, Frank,
sends their thanks.
They say their ties with our Network are heartfelt and sturdy.
Mr. Matts?
Can you understand it?
Piet Mondrian, you mean?
He says, "To live shrewdly in this world,
one must always look at the big picture and be objective."
Mondrian's works are known as abstract art.
They're geometric, beautifully designed,
and even now, 100 years later, they're universally recognized.
However, even with works that look so abstract,
some were influenced by the objective real world.
Broadway Boogie Woogie.
It's a bird's-eye view of Manhattan,
a diagram of the gridwork that divides up the city.
In this diagram,
you can feel the American music the Dutch expatriate loved.
Its beat and rhythm throb through the city like nerve pulses.
I see.
In this world, one needs a balanced rhythm.
The Salamander.
Yes, Mr. Matts?
Everything is a matter of cause and effect.
That's how the Network functions.
Well, I'll be pretty busy tomorrow.
Hold on. You can't be serious.
You bet I am.
You'll join those idiots in that plan they told you about?
It's a good deal.
I haven't worked in over six months, so my wallet's pretty bare.
So why don't you join us, Kasey?
What?
I mean, come on, that power of yours is freaking awesome.
No way.
Aw, come on.
I know full well you're a supervillain
who's only interested in big games, but do it to celebrate my release.
Not a chance.
Besides, do you know who came up with that plan?
Who?
The Network.
It's a secret organization of supervillains.
Don't you know it?
Oh… Well…
Of course, I know it!
For providing the plans, they take a cut of the money.
They always get their money.
They're a criminal elite
who make others do the dirty work while building supervillain solidarity.
This sounds fishy.
Even if the jobs go perfectly, they get a percentage of the take.
Is that what you want?
I'm not hiding by working with those dilettantes because I want to.
You know that.
But we need excitement too, right?
Yes, of course.
But idiotic excitement is costly.
I want a life that's more stable.
Any work I do with supervillains
has to have a good balance between the risks and the rewards.
Balance?
It's all about balance.
To live smart, you've got to see the whole picture and be more objective.
Live smart, huh?
Doing jewel heists with morons is not what you do the day after your release.
But we're supervillains, after all.
If we had your power to deceive people,
it would work better and be more reliable than Kismet spreading bad luck.
Listen to me, Johnny.
With your power, you can do so many more wonderful things.
Maybe so.
I can tell.
You and I should hide who we are
until a far, far better chance comes along.
You see, you and I…
Me and you…
This isn't where our story should end.
You're right.
Understand?
Yeah. I'll turn them down.
Shop number ten!
The last place.
Time to throw my bad-luck kiss.
This is the icing on the cake.
Right!
Welcome.
That's what I like.
Right!
Damn. Talk about sparkly.
Awesome. Take that too.
This is the last place, so may as well.
Hey! We're outta time!
Crap! We gotta split!
Subtitle translation by: Brian Athey