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    |                GAME TITLE      : Phoenix Wright: Ace Attorney -             |
    |                                  Trials and Tribulations                    |
    |                US RELEASE DATE : 23 October 2007                            |
    |                PLATFORM        : Nintendo DS                                |
    |                GENRE           : Point and Click Adventure                  |
    |                DEVELOPER       : Capcom                                     |
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    |                  GUIDE TITLE    : Game Script                               |
    |                  VERSION        : 0.6.2                                     |
    |                  FIRST RELEASED : 26 November 2007                          |
    |                  LAST UPDATE    : 12 March 2008                             |
    |                  AUTHOR         : Frandy "Xcarvenger" aka "Chocobo"         |
    |                  CONTACT        : xcarvenger at gmail dot com               |
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    |                                İ Copyright 2007-2008 Frandy "Xcarvenger" T. |
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       I. TABLE OF CONTENTS                                               [0101]
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         I. TABLE OF CONTENTS . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . [0101]
    
        II. PHOENIX WRIGHT OVERVIEW . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . [0201]
    
       III. ABOUT THIS GUIDE  . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . [0301]
              The Purpose of This Guide ............................. [0311]
              Formatting ............................................ [0321]
                Investigation ....................................... [0322]
                Trial ............................................... [0323]
    
        IV. THE SCRIPT  . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . [0401]
    
              EPISODE 1 - Turnabout Memories
                Part 1-1: Trial ..................................... [0411]
                Part 1-2: Trial ..................................... [0412]
    
              EPISODE 2 - The Stolen Turnabout
                Part 1  : Investigation ............................. [0421]
                Part 2-1: Trial ..................................... [0422]
                Part 2-2: Trial ..................................... [0423]
                Part 3  : Investigation ............................. [0424]
                Part 4-1: Trial ..................................... [0425]
                Part 4-2: Trial ..................................... [0426]
    
              EPISODE 3 - Recipe for Turnabout
                Part 1  : Investigation ............................. [0431]
                Part 2-1: Trial ..................................... [0432]
                Part 2-2: Trial ..................................... [0433]
                Part 3  : Investigation ............................. [0434]
                Part 4-1: Trial ..................................... [0435]
                Part 4-2: Trial ..................................... [0436]
    
              EPISODE 4 - Turnabout Beginnings
                Part 1-1: Trial ..................................... [0441]
                Part 1-2: Trial ..................................... [0442]
    
              EPISODE 5 - Bridge to the Turnabout
                Part 1-1: Investigation ............................. [0451]
                Part 1-2: Investigation ............................. [0452]
                Part 2-1: Trial ..................................... [0453]
                Part 2-2: Trial ..................................... [0454]
                Part 3-1: Investigation ............................. [0455]
                Part 3-2: Investigation ............................. [0456]
                Part 4-1: Trial ..................................... [0457]
                Part 4-2: Trial ..................................... [0458]
                Part 4-3: Trial ..................................... [0459]
    
              ENDING ................................................ [0461]
    
         V. COURT RECORD  . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . [0501]
              CASE 1 
                Evidence ............................................ [0511]
                Profiles ............................................ [0512]
              CASE 2
                Evidence ............................................ [0521]
                Profiles ............................................ [0522]
              CASE 3
                Evidence ............................................ [0531]
                Profiles ............................................ [0532]
              CASE 4
                Evidence ............................................ [0541]
                Profiles ............................................ [0542]
              CASE 5
                Evidence ............................................ [0551]
                Profiles ............................................ [0552]
    
        VI. MISCELLANEOUS . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . [0601]
              Presenting Wrong Evidence during Cross Examinations
                Mia Fey (Case 1) .................................... [0611]
                Phoenix Wright ...................................... [0612]
                Mia Fey (Case 4) .................................... [0613]
                Miles Edgeworth ..................................... [0614]
              Game Over Scripts
                CASE 1 .............................................. [0621]
                CASE 2 .............................................. [0622]
                CASE 3 .............................................. [0623]
                CASE 4 .............................................. [0624]
                CASE 5 .............................................. [0625]
              Miscellaneous Scripts ................................. [0631]
    
       VII. ACKNOWLEDGEMENT / CREDITS . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . [0701]
    
      VIII. VERSION HISTORY / WHAT IS NEW . . . . . . . . . . . . . . [0801]
    
        IX. CONTACT ME  . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . [0901]
    
         X. DISCLAIMER / LEGAL STUFF  . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . [1001]
    
         ~SPECIAL: GUIDE'S STATISTICS~  . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . [1101]
            Chocobo ................................................. E N D
    
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    If you are currently using any Windows operating system, the following method
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    1. Highlight the square brackets and the number inside, e.g. [0000].
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    4. Hold Ctrl, then press V.
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       II. PHOENIX WRIGHT OVERVIEW                                        [0201]
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    Phoenix Wright: Ace Attorney is a point and click text adventure for Nintendo 
    DS. The game depicts about the legal system in a fictional world where the 
    golden rule of their criminal code is: "Guilty until proven innocent" (instead 
    of innocent until proven guilty). The burden of proof lies in the defense's 
    shoulder (instead of the prosecutor) to prove that his client is innocent.
    
    In this game, we are playing as a young man by the name of Phoenix Wright, a 
    defense attorney who seems to always get involve in interesting cases 
    throughout his career. His confidence bluffing during the trial has helped him 
    a lot in prolonging the trial, preventing the judge from declaring his client 
    to be GUILTY, so he can have more time to find more evidence to help his 
    client. He also carries out investigation in the crime scene and its 
    surrounding by himself (and his ONE assistant!) in order to build a strong case 
    for his client.
    
    Most of the prosecutors Phoenix faced in the game are obsessed with a 
    "perfect" record, i.e. they have a 100% record that the defendant would always 
    get a GUILTY verdict in their case (they even forge the evidence in order to 
    accomplish this!). Well, that's before they have to deal with Phoenix Wright. 
    Somehow, Phoenix managed to win his case in almost every trial, even 
    though the situation in the first hearing looks almost impossible to turn 
    around. That's why all the episodes have the word "Turnabout" in their titles 
    and Phoenix Wright is called an ACE ATTORNEY!! (and we have a game to play...)
    
    The episodes and scripts in Phoenix Wright games are nothing short of wonderful 
    and entertaining! They were really well-done and easy to understand. Even the 
    localisation and the translation of the scripts (which are originally Japanese) 
    are excellent. Although there are multitude of spelling mistakes and grammar 
    errors in this third game, most of the humour and the meaning of the texts are 
    not lost and can be easily understood by the Western society.
    
    One might say this game is like a live interactive crime-fiction book with 
    beautiful graphics. And that's true! If you enjoy thinking logically and 
    reading mystery or crime-fiction/detective book, this game is for you. I 
    guarantee you will love it!
    
    
    
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       III. ABOUT THIS GUIDE                                              [0301]
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    | THIS GAME SCRIPT DOCUMENT CONTAINS A LOT OF SPOILERS. PLEASE STOP READING   |
    | HERE IF YOU HAVE NOT PLAYED THIS GAME. THE SCRIPT WILL BE MORE ENJOYABLE TO |
    | BE READ IF YOU HAVE FINISHED THE GAME AT LEAST ONCE.                        |
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                            | The Purpose of This Guide |                    [0311]
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    Ever wonder what you will get if you chose that other choices? Oh, you forgot 
    to save and you didn't have enough life bar; also you were too thrilled to stop 
    and try the other option because you wanted to finish the case asap! 
    
    Or do you ever wonder what all those fast texts are actually saying? Like when
    your conservation was cut, there was fast action, etc
    
    Or see what funny things will ensue when you present some random stuff to 
    various people during investigation...
    
    Or you want to reference and find the exact quote of some memorable or silly 
    stuff that being said throughout the game...
    
    Or you just want to read the case again like a book! 
    
    Whatever your need is, this game script should be able to help you, because as 
    has been said above, Phoenix Wright game is a text adventure game, which means 
    the text IS the game! It is just like an interactive book (with beautiful 
    graphics of course!), so if you have played the game and want to have some more 
    nostalgia with it, this script is for you!
    
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                                    | Formatting |                           [0321]
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    Game script can look a bit like a text dump, aka wall of (meaningless) text in 
    random order. Therefore, some formatting needs to be done in order for these 
    texts to appear in a meaningful sequence and easily searchable.
    
    There are two distinct parts in this game, the investigation part and the 
    trial. The formatting for each part is quite different, but there are a few 
    things that remain the same for both parts:
    
    1. Basic formatting
    <Name tag>:
      Line 1
      Line 2
      Line 3
    
     --> The lines were cut off as they were in the game, for authenticity.
     --> If there isn't any <Name tag>, it means the game also did not have it.
    
    2. A full ---- line
     --> Indicates a change of scene.
    
    3. A halfway ---- line
     --> Indicates a minor change of situation, usually a flashback or a black
         screen (when thinking) or a person going out.
    
    4. xxx three-sided box
     --> You will lose some of your life bar if you choose to do this.
    
    5. *** three-sided box
     --> Choice. At the end of this box, there is usually an indication for you to
         CONTINUE or RETURN TO QUESTION.
    
    6. RETURN TO THE QUESTION BEFORE IT
     --> Going back up to the original question (to prevent dead-end loop).
    
    7. All misspells and grammar mistakes from the game were put in here as is.
    
    
    The following sections will specify the formatting of this document in greater 
    details for investigation part and trial part:
    
    
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    Investigation                                                            [0322]
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    1. A full ---- line
     --> Moving from one place to another.
     --> Using Maya's Magatama to unlock Psyche-Locks.
    
    2. A halfway ---- line
     --> When you can start examine the background and talk to the person.
     --> After talking to the person, if there is something else happening.
    
    3. +++ three-sided box
     --> Examine (labelled). Note: The labelled names may not be official.
    
    4. >>> three-sided box
     --> Talk (labelled).
    
    5. *** three-sided box
     --> Present (labelled). Evidence first, then profile, then anything else.
    
    6. MOVE TO: "<name of place>"
     --> This shows where you need to go next. This excludes any middle room.
    
    7. In any episode, when you examine the same stuff or present the same thing to
    the same person, and the text appears to be the same, I will only write it at
    the place where the text showed up for the first time. Therefore, if there is 
    something missing in the second part of the investigation, it probably has been 
    done in the first investigation part.
    
    
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    Trial                                                                    [0323]
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    1. A full ---- line
     --> Start and end of cross-examination.
    
    2. A halfway ---- line
     --> The additional comment after Witness Testimony.
     --> The additional comment after cycling through all Witness statement during
         the Cross Examination.
    
    3. Each statement of Witness Testimony will be labelled (1), (2), etc.
    
    4. Indentation during Cross Examination.
     --> What you get if you PRESS in that statement.
    
    
    
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       IV. THE SCRIPT                                                     [0401]
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                            |          EPISODE 1         |
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                            |     Turnabout Memories     |
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                                    Part 1-1: Trial                          [0411]
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      ...*huff*...*huff*...
    
      Argh!
      How did I get into this mess?
    
      Why...? Why did I do that...?
    
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      That girl...
      You shouldn't see her anymore.
    
      Hey!
      It's none of your business!
    
      I'm telling you for your sake.
      If you continue to see her,
      it's going to be bad news.
    
      Y-You're lying!
    
      Just listen to me.
      There's something you need
      to know about that girl... ...
    
      Stop it!
    
      D-Don't talk about her like
      that!
    
      It-It wasn't me!
      I-I d-didn't...
    
      I didn't do it!
    
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    -- 5 Years Earlier --
           Mia Fey
          2nd Trial
    
    April 11, 9:40 AM
    District Court
    Defendant Lobby No. 3
    
    Mia:
      (Whew, it's finally time...
      I'm kind of nervous...)
    
    ? ? ?:
      *Ah-HHHHEM!*
    
    Mia:
      Oh! Mr. Grossberg!
      Good morning!
    
    Grossberg:
      Ah, Mia.
      Please calm yourself down!
    
    Grossberg:
      You're going to get yourself
      arrested for suspicious
      behavior, you know.
    
    Mia:
      What are you talking about!!
      I am relaxed, Mr. Grossberg!!
      Look at me, I'm relaxed!!
    
    Grossberg:
      *Grrrmmphh*
      L-Let go of my lapels!
    
    Grossberg:
      Hmph... You obviously
      haven't got the temperament
      to be a lawyer.
    
    Mia:
      I, err... I'm so sorry!
      It's just that I'm so
      nervous today...
    
    Grossberg:
      Oh, that's right.
      This is your first time in the
      big leagues, isn't it?
    
    Grossberg:
      Well, never you fear my dear.
      I, Marvin Grossberg, am
      at your service!
    
    Mia:
      Umm, actually this is my
      second time in court...
    
    Grossberg:
      Still, you surprised me...
      What, with your earnest
      request last night...
    
    Grossberg:
      "Let me handle this case!"
      you suddenly said. And quite
      forcefully, too!
    
    Mia:
      I just found out yesterday.
      About the case, I mean.
    
    Grossberg:
      What?
      And you've already learned all
      the relevant facts?
    
    Mia:
      Well about that... You see...
      I mean, of course I have!
      I think.
    
    Grossberg:
      Oh dear...
    
    Grossberg:
      In any case, don't let our
      client see you're so nervous.
    
    Grossberg:
      You see the poor young man in
      the pink sweater over there?
      That's our client.
    
    Phoenix:
      *cough* *sniffle*
      Good morning there everybody!
    
    Mia:
      Good morning...
      (Try to keep smiling, Mia!)
    
    Phoenix:
      I, err, I just want to say...
      I'll give it all I've got!
    
    Phoenix:
      Yup, it'll be fine!
      No prob!
      *cough* *achoo* *achoo*
    
    Mia:
      Oh, what's wrong?
      Do you have a cold or
      something... Mr. Wry?
    
    Phoenix:
      Actually, it's Wright... Like
      the flying brothers... People
      screw it up all the time.
    
    Phoenix:
      And yes I have a cold.
      That's what this mask is for.
    
    Phoenix:
      My doc says this way, I won't
      give it to anyone else...
      Be kind to others, he says...
    
    Mia:
      Right, Mr. Wright!
      You have nothing to fear
      in court today!
    
    Mia:
      If you are truly innocent...
      I promise I will save you!
    
    Phoenix:
      Nnnnggghh... P-Please
      l-let go of my shirt...
      *cough*
    
    Mia:
      (That's right, he's the one
      on trial, not you! He's the
      one who should be nervous!)
    
    Mia:
      (You need to stay strong for
      your client, Mia!)
    
    --------------------------------------------
    
    Mia:
      My name is Mia Fey.
      I'm still pretty new at this
      lawyer thing...
    
    Mia:
      The first time I appeared in
      court was a year ago.
    
    Mia:
      But that trial traumatized me
      so badly, I thought I'd never
      set foot in another courtroom.
    
    Mia:
      It's been one year since then,
      and well, here I am again.
    
    Mia:
      But this time...
      This time I'll win.
    
    Mia:
      For my client...
      And for myself.
    
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    April 11, 10:00 AM
    District Court
    Courtroom No. 2
    
    Judge:
      Court is now in session for
      the trial of Phoenix Wright.
    
    Mia:
      The defense is
      ready, Your Honor!
    
    Payne:
      The prosecution is
      ready, Your Honor.
    
    Judge:
      The defense today is...
      Ms... Ms... Mia Fey, was it?
    
    Mia:
      Y-Yes, Your Honor.
      Is there a problem?
    
    Judge:
      I was under the impression
      that Marvin Grossberg was
      to be leading the defense.
    
    Mia:
      Yes! Well, you see...
    
    Mia:
      Mr. Grossberg had...
      A-A bit of an emergency...
    
    Judge:
      Emergency?
      But isn't that him standing
      there right next to you?
    
    Mia:
      Yes, well...
    
    Judge:
      You... You're just a rookie.
      Are you sure you can really
      handle this?
    
    Mia:
      (Don't let him scare you, Mia!
      Give him your toughest look!)
    
    Mia:
      Of course, Your Honor!
      ...
      I think.
    
    Judge:
      Hmm...
    
    Judge:
      Well, Mr. Payne.
      Your opening statement,
      please.
    
    Payne:
      Well, well, well...
    
    Payne:
      I can't believe a veteran like
      me has to spend his time baby-
      sitting a new defense lawyer.
    
    Mia:
      ...!
    
    Payne:
      Don't worry little girl.
      It will all be over soon.
    
    Mia:
      (What was that all about?
      Was he trying to trash-talk
      me?)
    
    Payne:
      Now then, I'd like to proceed
      with a summary of events
      on the day in question.
    
    Payne:
      The incident occurred on
      the campus of Ivy University.
    
    Payne:
      The murder victim was a
      student named Doug Swallow.
    
    Payne:
      He was a fourth year student
      studying Pharmacology.
    
    Judge:
      Hmm... It sounds like he was
      a very bright young man.
    
    Payne:
      Yes, well, next we have a
      photo taken at the scene of
      the crime.
    
    Payne:
      Students discovered the scene
      shortly after the murder. They
      found the victim's body...
    
    Payne:
      ...and the defendant, who had
      obviously bungled his getaway.
      They then called the police.
    
    Judge:
      Hmm... That certainly makes
      the defendant look very
      suspicious indeed.
    
    Judge:
      Very well.
      The court accepts this photo
      into the record as evidence.
    
    *Crime Photo 1 added to
    the Court Record.*
    
    Judge:
      By the way...
    
    Judge:
      I can't quite tell the cause
      of death from this photo.
    
    Payne:
      Hee, hee, hee...
    
    Payne:
      Your reputation for sagacity
      is well-earned, Your Honor.
    
    Payne:
      The truth is that this victim
      died a rather unusual death.
    
    Mia:
      An unusual death...!?
    
    Judge:
      What do you mean, Mr. Payne!?
    
    Payne:
      Well...
      Perhaps the defense would
      like to take this question.
    
    Mia:
      Huh...!?
    
    Payne:
      A simple question. I thought
      I might loosen you up a bit.
    
    Payne:
      I am a genteel-man, if you
      will.
    
    Mia:
      Um, a what?
    
    Mia:
      (Stand up to him, Mia!
      Show him what you're made of!)
    
    Grossberg:
      Ah, a perfect opportunity!
      Well, what was it? The cause!
      Go on!
    
    Grossberg:
      ...
    
    Grossberg:
      ...Please say you know at
      least this much.
    
    Mia:
      I-I'm so sorry...
      I-I didn't get a chance to
      read through the whole file.
    
    Grossberg:
      *groan*
      My hemorrhoids are beginning
      to act up...
    
    Grossberg:
      Now see here!
    
    Grossberg:
      The details of the case are
      filed under the Court Record.
    
    Grossberg:
      But you knew that already,
      didn't you?
    
    Mia:
      (Ah! The Court Record! I think
      I can see that by touching the
      Court Record Button...)
    
    Grossberg:
      All of the weapons we need can
      be found in the Court Record.
    
    Grossberg:
      Take a good, hard look at the
      data there and think carefully
      before you answer, m'dear!
    
    Mia:
      Y-Yes, sir!
      I'll do just that!
    
    Mia:
      (I've got to stay calm!
      I can't let that prosecutor
      get the better of me!)
    
    Mia:
      (The Court Record... OK, let's
      take a look! I just touch the
      Court Record Button here...)
    
    Judge:
      Now then, would the attorney
      for the defense please answer
      the question?
    
    Judge:
      What was the cause of death?
    
    *** Asphyxiation ***************************
    *
    * Mia:
    *   Well... I think you'll find
    *   it was a case of asphyxiation.
    *
    * Judge:
    *   Hmm...
    *   Asphyxiation, huh?
    *
    * Grossberg:
    *   M-Mia!
    *   What are you saying!?
    *
    * Mia:
    *   Well it's stuffy in here!
    *   I can hardly breathe.
    *
    * Grossberg:
    *   No one's asking how you feel!
    *   Please, make sure to properly
    *   read the Court Record!
    *
    * Mia:
    *   I-I'm so sorry!
    *   I'll take a better look!
    *
    * Mia:
    *   (Hang in there, Mia! Open
    *   the Court Record with the
    *   Court Record Button...)
    *
    * Judge:
    *   Hmm...
    *   I'll ask you once again.
    *
    * RETURN TO QUESTION
    *
    ********************************************
    
    *** Electrocution **************************
    *
    * CONTINUE
    *
    ********************************************
    
    *** Hypothermia ****************************
    *
    * Mia:
    *   Err... Hypothermia, I believe.
    *
    *   ...
    *   ...
    *   ......
    *
    * Mia:
    *   Umm, Mr. Grossberg?
    *
    * Mia:
    *   Does it suddenly feel very
    *   cold in here to you?
    *
    * Grossberg:
    *   That's because your absurd
    *   reply has brought a chill
    *   to the courtroom!
    *
    * Mia:
    *   I-I'm so sorry...
    *
    * Grossberg:
    *   Look at the Court Record more
    *   carefully, would you!
    *
    * Grossberg:
    *   How can you expect to win
    *   a case this way!?
    *
    * Mia:
    *   (Hang in there, Mia! Open
    *   the Court Record with the
    *   Court Record Button...)
    *
    * Judge:
    *   Hmm...
    *   I'll ask you once again.
    *
    * RETURN TO QUESTION
    *
    ********************************************
    
    Mia:
      According to the Court Record,
      it was a fatal electric shock.
      In other words, electrocution.
    
    Judge:
      Electrocution? Hmm...
      But how could such a thing
      happen?
    
    Judge:
      Did the murderer use some
      type of new, super-powerful
      stun-gun, perhaps?
    
    Payne:
      The answer to that will become
      crystal clear as this trial
      proceeds, Your Honor.
    
    Payne:
      But before that, there is one
      more vital issue.
    
    Mia:
      Wh-What's that?
    
    Payne:
      Why, motive of course.
    
    Payne:
      Apparently there was some
      bad blood between the victim
      and the defendant.
    
    Judge:
      Bad blood...?
    
    Mia:
      Wh-What do you mean...?
    
    Payne:
      Oopsie! I'm terribly sorry.
    
    Payne:
      You're the defense attorney,
      so you must know all about it.
    
    Payne:
      I shouldn't be stealing your
      spotlight like this.
    
    Mia:
      (I really don't like this
      guy's smug attitude...)
    
    Grossberg:
      That's Winston Payne for you.
      He is one smooth operator,
      if you catch my drift.
    
    Grossberg:
      They don't call him the
      "Rookie Killer" for nothing,
      you know.
    
    Judge:
      Now then, let's hear from
      the defense.
    
    Judge:
      What was the source of the
      bad blood between the victim
      and the defendant?
    
    Judge:
      And this time, I would like to
      see some supporting evidence!
    
    Mia:
      Ev-Evidence...?
    
    Grossberg:
      Ah, no need to get all worked
      up over this.
    
    Grossberg:
      As I said, all our weapons can
      be found in the Court Record.
    
    Grossberg:
      Find the evidence you need
      and then shove it into Ol'
      Graybeard's face!
    
    Mia:
      Y-Yes, sir!
      Into Ol' Graybeard's face!
    
    Judge:
      Err, Mr. Grossberg.
    
    Judge:
      Try to set a better example
      for the young lady!
    
    Grossberg:
      Mia, evidence isn't the only
      thing in the Court Record.
      People's profiles are as well.
    
    Grossberg:
      You can toggle between
      Profiles and Evidence, so be
      sure to go over it all!
    
    Judge:
      Now then, let's see what
      you've got.
    
    Judge:
      What was the cause of the
      bad blood between Phoenix
      Wright and the victim?
    
    *** Present something wrong ****************
    *
    * Mia:
    *   *TAKE THAT!*
    *
    * Judge:
    *   Mr. Grossberg...
    *
    * Judge:
    *   I honestly think it would be
    *   best for the defense if you
    *   were in charge.
    *
    * Judge:
    *   I'm afraid Ms. Fey might stir
    *   up some bad blood with this
    *   court if she were to continue.
    *
    * Grossberg:
    *   Or simply put, you are quite
    *   mistaken, m'dear.
    *
    * Mia:
    *   Oh no...
    *   I'm so sorry...
    *
    * Judge:
    *   Even if you are new, your
    *   lack of preparation is
    *   inexcusable.
    *
    * Judge:
    *   Now take a moment and think it
    *   over again.
    *
    * Mia:
    *   Y-Yes, Your Honor!
    *   (It's OK! You've got another
    *   chance, Mia!)
    *
    * RETURN TO QUESTION
    *
    ********************************************
    
    *Present Dahlia Hawthorne profile*
    
    Mia:
      *TAKE THAT!*
    
    Mia:
      The reason for the bad blood
      between the two of them was...
      this woman here.
    
    Judge:
      Dahlia Hawthorne, is it?
    
    Payne:
      Very good, Ms. Fey.
      You seem to have picked up
      on at least this much.
    
    Payne:
      This woman is the girlfriend
      of the defendant, Phoenix
      Wright.
    
    Payne:
      But up until about eight
      months ago, she was with
      the victim, Mr. Swallow.
    
    Payne:
      Clearly she has some part
      to play in this story.
    
    Judge:
      Hmm...
    
    Grossberg:
      Ah, he's done it again.
    
    Grossberg:
      Before the cross-examination
      starts, he's already got the
      judge thinking like he wants.
    
    Judge:
      Very well, Mr. Payne.
      Please call your first
      witness!
    
    Payne:
      If it pleases the court, the
      prosecution would like to
      call Mr. Phoenix Wright.
    
    Judge:
      What? The defendant himself?
      Well, Ms. Fey?
    
    Mia:
      (It's fine! After all,
      Mr. Wright is innocent, right?)
    
    Mia:
      The defense has no objection.
    
    Judge:
      Very well.
    
    Judge:
      The court calls Mr. Phoenix
      Wright to the witness stand!
    
    --------------------------------------------
    
    Payne:
      Witness, please state your
      name and occupation.
    
    Phoenix:
      Oh, ah, yes...
      My name is Phoenix Wright.
    
    Phoenix:
      My job is, um... Well, right
      now, I guess I'm a suspect.
    
    Judge:
      No, no. He means what did
      you do before you were
      arrested?
    
    Phoenix:
      Oh...
      *achoo* *achoo* *achoo*
      I was a university student.
    
    Payne:
      Mr. Wright.
    
    Payne:
      You understand that you are
      suspected in the death of your
      fellow student, Doug Swa--
    
    Phoenix:
      But! But I didn't do it!
      I'm innocent I tell you!
    
    Phoenix:
      I'm telling you I was...
      *achoo* *achoo* *cough*
      *cough* *achoo* *cough*
    
    Judge:
      Would the defendant please
      refrain from passing on his
      cold to the rest of us!
    
    Payne:
      It seems the witness has
      something he wants to say.
    
    Judge:
      Hmm...
      Well then, Mr. Wright.
    
    Judge:
      Please tell us about your
      relation to the victim.
    
    Phoenix:
      Right away, Your Honor!
    
    -------------------------------------------------------------------------------
    
    WITNESS TESTIMONY
    -- The Victim and I --
    
    (1)
    Phoenix:
      Um, I...
      I admit I was there...
    
    (2)
    Phoenix:
      But I'm not a killer!
      All I did was find his body!
    
    (3)
    Phoenix:
      I hardly knew the guy to begin
      with...
    
    (4)
    Phoenix:
      I never even talked to that
      stuck-up British wannabe!
    
    --------------------------------------------
    
    Judge:
      Hmm... I see.
      So you hardly knew the victim?
    
    Phoenix:
      Right!
      Like I said, I'm not a killer!
    
    Mia:
      Whew... It looks like the
      judge understands.
    
    Grossberg:
      Mmfph...
      You're being naïve, you know.
      Too naïve.
    
    Mia:
      Huh...?
    
    Payne:
      Hee, hee, hee, hee, hee.
    
    Payne:
      It seems that you've forgotten
      one small thing, young lady.
    
    Mia:
      And that would be...?
    
    Payne:
      This witness still has to
      undergo something called
      cross-examination.
    
    Mia:
      Cross-examination...?
    
    Grossberg:
      He's right. And it's the
      defense's duty to carry out
      the cross-examination.
    
    Grossberg:
      The purpose is to determine if
      a witness's testimony contains
      any contradictions.
    
    Mia:
      Contradictions...?
    
    Grossberg:
      If a witness is lying, their
      statements will conflict with
      the Court Record.
    
    Mia:
      But... Mr. Wright is my
      client!
    
    Grossberg:
      Even if he is your client, in
      court, all lies must be struck
      down.
    
    Grossberg:
      As a lawyer, that is
      your duty, you see.
    
    Mia:
      (What does he mean by that?
      Is he saying that testimony
      just now...)
    
    Mia:
      (That there was a lie --
      a contradiction?)
    
    Judge:
      Now then, your cross-
      examination, if you please,
      Ms. Fey.
    
    Mia:
      (Please, Mr. Wright... Tell me
      you haven't been lying!)
    
    Mia:
      (You wouldn't do that to me...
      would you...?)
    
    -------------------------------------------------------------------------------
    
    CROSS EXAMINATION
    -- The Victim and I --
    
    (1)
    Phoenix:
      Um, I...
      I admit I was there...
    
         Mia:
           *HOLD IT!*
    
         Mia:
           When you say "there", you
           mean the place where the
           victim was murdered?
    
         Phoenix:
           Y-Yeah, sort of.
           The place where SOMETHING
           happened anyway.
    
         Payne:
           *OBJECTION!*
    
         Payne:
           "Something"? You can't hide
           what happened. We have
           photographic evidence.
    
         Phoenix:
           *achoo*
           *achoo* *achoo* *achoo*
    
         Mia:
           A-Anyway, Mr. Wright...
    
         Mia:
           What were you doing at the
           scene of the crime?
    
         Mia:
           I thought you said you didn't
           know the victim, Mr. Swallow.
    
         Phoenix:
           It was just a coincidence!
           We bumped into each other
           by accident.
    
         Judge:
           A coincidence, huh...?
    
    (2)
    Phoenix:
      But I'm not a killer!
      All I did was find his body!
    
         Mia:
           *HOLD IT!*
    
         Mia:
           You say you found the body?
           So who called the police?
    
         Phoenix:
           Huh!? Um...
           *achoo* *cough* *achoo*
           *cough* *achoo* *cough*
    
         Payne:
           Unfortunately it was some
           other students that notified
           the police.
    
         Judge:
           "Other students"...?
    
         Payne:
           That's correct.
           They were witnesses.
    
         Payne:
           Witnesses who saw the
           defendant standing there,
           next to the body, in shock!
    
         Judge:
           W-What!
           Is this true, Mr. Wright!?
    
         Phoenix:
           *achoo*
           *achoo* *achoo*
           *achoo* *achoo* *achoo*
    
         Mia:
           (Could you stop sneezing every
           time you're in a bind...?)
    
         Phoenix:
           W-Well, it's true that I was
           pretty shocked when I found
           the body.
    
         Phoenix:
           But, but I...
    
    (3)
    Phoenix:
      I hardly knew the guy to begin
      with...
    
         Mia:
           *HOLD IT!*
    
         Mia:
           So, you didn't know his face,
           or even his name, right?
    
         Phoenix:
           Right!
           Um, well, no...
           That is... I mean...
    
         Mia:
           So... Which is it?
           Did you know him or not?
    
         Phoenix:
           *achoo*
           *achoo* *achoo*
    
         Judge:
           Now, see here! You can't avoid
           answering the question by
           sneezing all day!
    
         Phoenix:
           Err... Umm, well...
           I guess I did know his name.
    
         Mia:
           (N-News to me! Why didn't he
           tell me that before...?)
    
         Phoenix:
           Um... I heard he used to
           date Dollie.
    
         Judge:
           Who is this "Dollie" person?
    
         Payne:
           Ah yes, that would be the
           defendant's lover, Ms. Dahlia
           Hawthorne.
    
         Judge:
           Oh, I see.
           Ah, young love...
           So bittersweet...
    
         Phoenix:
           But that's all I knew
           about him!
    
    (4)
    Phoenix:
      I never even talked to that
      stuck-up British wannabe!
    
         Mia:
           *HOLD IT!*
    
         Mia:
           Mr. Wright, you stated the
           following in your testimony:
    
         Mia:
           "I hardly knew the guy to
           begin with..."
    
         Phoenix:
           Th-That's right! I mean why
           would I even--
    
         Mia:
           But that doesn't sound right.
    
         Mia:
           If you hardly knew him...
    
         Mia:
           ...then why would you say that
           the victim was a "stuck-up
           British wannabe"!?
    
         Phoenix:
           ...
    
         Mia:
           ...
    
         Phoenix:
           ...
           *achoo*
    
         Mia:
           Well, Mr. Wright!?
    
         Phoenix:
           Ah! No! It wasn't me!
           I'm not a killer, I swear!
    
         Judge:
           Mr. Wright. I will give you an
           opportunity to revise your
           testimony.
    
         Judge:
           How is it that you knew the
           victim was, as you put it,
           a "British wannabe"...?
    
         Phoenix:
           Y-Yes, well...
    
         ADD STATEMENT (4b)
    
    (4b)
    Phoenix:
      He was always walking around
      with a huge Union Jack on the
      back of his shirt.
    
         Mia:
           *HOLD IT!*
    
         Mia:
           Did you see it at the
           crime scene?
           The Union Jack, I mean.
    
         Phoenix:
           Y-Yes, that's right!
           I saw it at the crime scene!
    
         Phoenix:
           That's why... That's why I
           figured he must love British
           stuff, see?
    
         Phoenix:
           It's true! Cross my heart!
           I swear I didn't do it...
    
         Mia:
           (He's acting fishier than the
           salmon I ate last night...)
    
         Judge:
           May I ask you something,
           Ms. Fey?
    
         Mia:
           Y-Yes, Your Honor.
           (What is it now?)
    
         Judge:
           Who is this person anyway?
           This "Union Jack" fellow...
    
         Mia:
           ...
    
         Payne:
           The Union Jack is the name
           of the flag of England.
    
         Judge:
           Oh, I see...
           So you mean like the
           "Stars and Stripes", right?
    
         Payne:
           As usual, Your Honor, your
           insight astounds me.
    
         Mia:
           (Hey, something just
           occurred to me...)
    
         Mia:
           (Isn't there something
           strange about this bit
           just now?)
    
         Grossberg:
           Mia...
           There is a contradiction here!
    
         Mia:
           M-Mr. Grossberg!
    
         Grossberg:
           Quickly now! Show that
           boy you mean business!
           With evidence, I mean!
    
         Mia:
           (OK, Mia, check the
           Court Record carefully!)
    
    --------------------------------------------
    
    Grossberg:
      Well m'dear, do you think you
      can manage on your own from
      this point?
    
    *** I can handle it myself. ****************
    *
    * Mia:
    *   (One year ago... I was in a
    *   courtroom just like this.)
    *
    * Mia:
    *   (I can do it.
    *   I can handle this myself!)
    *
    * Grossberg:
    *   Mmrgh... You mustn't try to
    *   bite off more than you can
    *   chew, Mia.
    *
    * Mia:
    *   I-I'll be fine!
    *   I know what I have to do!
    *
    * Grossberg:
    *   Remember, you can always press
    *   him to get more information.
    *   Oh, and one more thing.
    *
    * Grossberg:
    *   When you're going to state a
    *   contradiction, make sure you
    *   present some definitive proof.
    *
    * CONTINUE
    *
    ********************************************
    
    *** I need some help. **********************
    *
    * Mia:
    *   Umm, Mr. Grossberg...
    *   I could use a little help...
    *
    * Grossberg:
    *   Ah, please don't look so sad.
    *   It brings a tear to my eye
    *   when you do.
    *
    * Grossberg:
    *   Alright, listen carefully. By
    *   comparing the testimony
    *   to the Court Record...
    *
    * Grossberg:
    *   ...you should be able to
    *   discover any contradictions,
    *   if there are any.
    *
    * Grossberg:
    *   And when you've found one...
    *
    * Mia:
    *   I present the piece of
    *   evidence that contradicts
    *   the witness's testimony...?
    *
    * Grossberg:
    *   Yes. That's the ticket!
    *
    * Mia:
    *   But still... I don't see any
    *   contradictions in Mr. Wright's
    *   testimony!
    *
    * Grossberg:
    *   Hmm... Maybe you don't have
    *   enough information yet.
    *
    * Mia:
    *   Information...?
    *
    * Grossberg:
    *   You can press for more
    *   information by leaning on
    *   a witness.
    *
    * Mia:
    *   Even if they're my own client?
    *
    * Grossberg:
    *   It doesn't matter who it is,
    *   if you think they're lying,
    *   press them like a cheap suit!
    *
    * Grossberg:
    *   That is the obligation of
    *   an attorney.
    *
    * CONTINUE
    *
    ********************************************
    
    Mia:
      (OK, Mia. One more time, from
      the very beginning of his
      testimony!)
    
    RETURN TO THE START OF CROSS-EXAMINATION
    
    -------------------------------------------------------------------------------
    
    *Present Crime Photo 1* at (4b)
    
    Mia:
      *OBJECTION!*
    
    Mia:
      Are you certain you saw the
      "Union Jack"?
    
    Phoenix:
      Y-Yeah, I'm sure. It was
      right there on his back.
    
    Judge:
      Ms. Fey, is there some point
      to this line of questioning?
    
    Mia:
      Your Honor, please take
      another look at the crime
      scene photo.
    
    Mia:
      As you can see, there's
      absolutely nothing written on
      the victim's back.
    
    Phoenix:
      Hey! Wait a minute!
      He's wearing a leather jacket!
    
    Phoenix:
      The Union Jack was on the
      back of the t-shirt he
      was wearing...
    
    Mia:
      I was under the impression
      that you accidentally came
      across the body.
    
    Mia:
      But, if that was really
      the case, then you wouldn't
      know that, would you?
    
    Mia:
      You'd have no idea at all
      what he was wearing
      underneath that jacket!
    
    Mia:
      Mr. Wright...
      You've been lying to me!
    
    Phoenix:
      ...
      P-P-P-Please forgive me!
      Waaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!!
    
    Grossberg:
      Mia!
      You've made our client cry!
    
    Mia:
      Let him! That "P" on his
      chest doesn't stand for
      Phoenix anyways!
    
    Mia:
      I can't believe I trusted him!
      Mr. Wright was all wrong!
    
    Payne:
      Hee, hee, hee, hee.
      That was an impressive bit
      of cross-examination.
    
    Mia:
      ...!
    
    Payne:
      Thank you for uncovering
      the defendant's lies for me.
    
    Payne:
      It's quite clear that this man
      did not simply "stumble upon"
      the scene of the crime!
    
    Phoenix:
      Uggghhh...
    
    Mia:
      (Uh oh...
      Did I go too far?)
    
    Payne:
      By the way, Mr. Wright.
    
    Payne:
      You seem to have a rather bad
      cold. Have you taken any
      medicine for it?
    
    Phoenix:
      I, err, umm...
      Yeah, I took some but...
    
    Payne:
      Was the medicine that you
      took an over-the-counter brand
      called "Coldkiller X"?
    
    Phoenix:
      Yeah, that's right!
      It kills colds good!
    
    Phoenix:
      Hey, wait a second...
    
    Phoenix:
      How did you know I'm a big
      fan of Coldkiller X...?
    
    Payne:
      Hee, hee, hee, hee...
      Would you happen to have that
      medicine with you right now?
    
    Phoenix:
      Well...
      Actually, I seem to have
      lost it somewhere...
    
    Mia:
      (He lost it?
      Does this even have anything
      to do with the case...?)
    
    Payne:
      Mr. Wright...
    
    Payne:
      Shall I tell you where your
      cold medicine is right now?
    
    Phoenix:
      Huh...?
    
    Payne:
      Your Honor! I'd like you to
      take a look at another photo
      from the crime scene!
    
    Judge:
      Wh-What's this!
      In the victim's hand, it's...
    
    Judge:
      It's Coldkiller X...!
    
    Mia:
      *OBJECTION!*
    
    Mia:
      Y-Yes, but even I've got a
      bottle of Coldkiller X in my
      apartment!
    
    Payne:
      *OBJECTION!*
    
    Payne:
      I'm sorry, but I'm afraid that
      argument won't work.
    
    Payne:
      There's no doubt as to who
      this bottle of Coldkiller X
      belonged to.
    
    Payne:
      Especially since Mr. Wright's
      fingerprints were all over it!
    
    Mia:
      Wh-What!?
    
    Payne:
      Sensing his murderous intent,
      Mr. Swallow must have picked
      up the bottle of medicine...
    
    Payne:
      ...dropped by Mr. Wright and
      hid it in his hand.
    
    Payne:
      His purpose in doing so can
      only have been to identify his
      killer as Phoenix Wright!
    
    Judge:
      Order! Order in the court!
    
    Payne:
      Your Honor!
      I'd like to present this photo
      and bottle as evidence!
    
    Judge:
      Very well.
      The court will accept them
      into the record.
    
    *Crime Photo 2 added to
    the Court Record.*
    
    *Coldkiller X added to
    the Court Record.*
    
    Payne:
      Also, the victim's
      wristwatch was broken.
    
    Judge:
      Broken...?
    
    Payne:
      Yes, it ceased functioning
      when a large wave of
      electricity passed through it.
    
    Payne:
      Well, Mr. Wright!
      Do you have some kind of
      explanation for all of this!?
    
    Phoenix:
      Uggghhh...
    
    Mia:
      (This is really bad...)
    
    Grossberg:
      Oh, my buttocks...
      My poor, poor hemorrhoids...
    
    -------------------------------------------------------------------------------
    
    WITNESS TESTIMONY
    -- What Really Happened --
    
    (1)
    Phoenix:
      The truth is...
      I went because he called me.
    
    (2)
    Phoenix:
      He was in the Pharmacology
      Dept., so we agreed to meet at
      2:45 behind that building...
    
    (3)
    Phoenix:
      We talked for a bit, and then
      at around 3:00, we split up.
    
    (4)
    Phoenix:
      Then later when I went back,
      I found him lying there.
    
    (5)
    Phoenix:
      I'd been taking Coldkiller X for
      the last 2 or 3 days...
    
    (6)
    Phoenix:
      But I lost my bottle of it
      around lunchtime on the day
      of the accident.
    
    --------------------------------------------
    
    Judge:
      Mr. Wright! That's completely
      different than the testimony
      you gave previously!
    
    Phoenix:
      *achoo* *achoo* *achoo*
    
    Phoenix:
      I-I'm sorry, Your Honor!
      I was afraid you wouldn't
      believe the truth!
    
    Payne:
      You'll forgive me if I say
      I hardly find your current
      testimony any more credible.
    
    Judge:
      Hmm...
      Ms. Fey, please begin your
      cross-examination.
    
    Mia:
      (Oh please, Mr. Wright...
      Don't tell any more lies.)
    
    -------------------------------------------------------------------------------
    
    CROSS EXAMINATION
    -- What Really Happened --
    
    (1)
    Phoenix:
      The truth is...
      I went because he called me.
    
         Mia:
           *HOLD IT!*
    
         Mia:
           Had you ever met the victim
           before then?
    
         Phoenix:
           No! Never!
           ...
           But...
    
         Phoenix:
           That day, he called me up and
           told me he wanted to talk
           about Dollie.
    
         Judge:
           And this "Dollie" person
           is...?
    
         Phoenix:
           My um...
           It's kind of embarrassing.
           She's my, umm, sweetheart...
    
         Grossberg:
           Oomph...!
           Wh-What...
           What was that for, Mia!?
    
         Mia:
           Oh! I'm so sorry! I just felt
           like slapping something all
           of a sudden!
    
         Payne:
           Dahlia Hawthorne was also
           the lover of the murder
           victim, Doug Swallow.
    
         Payne:
           ...Before she met
           Mr. Wright, that is.
    
         Judge:
           Hmm...
           So it was one of those nasty
           love triangles, I see...
    
    (2)
    Phoenix:
      He was in the Pharmacology
      Dept., so we agreed to meet at
      2:45 behind that building...
    
         Mia:
           *HOLD IT!*
    
         Mia:
           Was it Mr. Swallow who
           indicated you should meet at
           2:45?
    
         Phoenix:
           Yeah. And we were both there
           right on time.
    
         Judge:
           Hmm...
           You said the victim was in the
           Pharmacology Dept., correct?
    
         Phoenix:
           Yeah, he was studying how to
           manufacture and improve
           pharmaceuticals.
    
         Phoenix:
           Everyone called him the
           "Alchemist of Ivy U".
    
         Judge:
           An "alchemist"... I see...
    
         Phoenix:
           I gotta admit it was a little
           suspicious. He had a whole
           laboratory and everything!
    
         Phoenix:
           It was filled with chemicals
           and strange machines that run
           on high-voltage electricity.
    
         Judge:
           Ho ho. How fascinating.
           He sounds like he was quite
           an ambitious young man.
    
         Mia:
           (What do I do!?
           Maybe I should ask him for
           some more details?)
    
         *** About timing of the meeting ************
         *
         * Mia:
         *   So you are absolutely
         *   certain that you met at 2:45?
         *
         * Phoenix:
         *   Yeah, pretty sure.
         *   That's the time class ends.
         *
         * Phoenix:
         *   But they're always doing
         *   experiments, so it doesn't
         *   matter much.
         *
         * Mia:
         *   Experiments...?
         *
         * Phoenix:
         *   Yeah. Those pharmacology
         *   guys are always in the lab
         *   whipping up something.
         *
         * Mia:
         *   (Well, it looks like he's
         *   right about the time anyway.)
         *
         * Payne:
         *   Witness, let's go on with
         *   your testimony.
         *
         ********************************************
    
         *** About Pharmacology Dept. ***************
         *
         * Mia:
         *   I was wondering if you could
         *   tell us a bit more about the
         *   Pharmacology Department.
         *
         * Phoenix:
         *   Well OK, sure.
         *   I don't know all that much
         *   though.
         *
         * Mia:
         *   A little bit earlier in your
         *   testimony, you said something
         *   interesting.
         *
         * Mia:
         *   You said the department uses
         *   strange machines that run on
         *   high-voltage electricity.
         *
         * Phoenix:
         *   That's right.
         *   And they sure look dangerous.
         *
         * Phoenix:
         *   They use non-standard
         *   voltages, so there are high-
         *   voltage cables everywhere.
         *
         * Mia:
         *   "High-voltage cables"...
         *
         * Phoenix:
         *   Yeah, there were electrical
         *   poles set up all around the
         *   building.
         *
         * Phoenix:
         *   The high-voltage cables run
         *   overhead around the roof.
         *
         * Mia:
         *   (Finally I think we're
         *   getting somewhere...!)
         *
         ********************************************
    
         *** Forget about it ************************
         *
         * Mia:
         *   (I've gotten everything I need
         *   from this statement. It's time
         *   to move on.)
         *
         * Payne:
         *   In any case, let's continue
         *   with your testimony.
         *
         ********************************************
    
    (3)
    Phoenix:
      We talked for a bit, and then
      at around 3:00, we split up.
    
         Mia:
           *HOLD IT!*
    
         Mia:
           So what was it you were
           talking about?
    
         Phoenix:
           You know... *achoo* *cough*
           That maybe we should hang out
           again sometime.
    
         Mia:
           ("Hang out again sometime"?
           I wish that were true.)
    
    (4)
    Phoenix:
      Then later when I went back,
      I found him lying there.
    
         Mia:
           *HOLD IT!*
    
         Mia:
           So you say you went back...
    
         Phoenix:
           Umm, yeah.
           That's when I found the body.
    
         Mia:
           Yes, but why did you go back
           in the first place?
           Weren't you angry with him?
    
         Phoenix:
           Well, th-that's right, I was.
    
         Phoenix:
           ...
    
         Mia:
           Then why, Mr. Wright?
           Why did you go back there?
    
         Phoenix:
           ...
    
         Phoenix:
           Umm...
           I thought maybe we could
           make up.
    
         Mia:
           ...
    
         Payne:
           ...
    
         Judge:
           ...
    
         Phoenix:
           ...
           *achoo* *achoo*
    
         Mia:
           (Judging by the atmosphere...
           I'm pretty sure no one is
           buying this.)
    
    (5)
    Phoenix:
      I'd been taking Coldkiller X for
      the last 2 or 3 days...
    
         Mia:
           *HOLD IT!*
    
         Mia:
           It's rather unusual to catch a
           cold this time of the year,
           isn't it?
    
         Phoenix:
           Yeah, I always get a little
           careless when the weather
           starts to warm up.
    
         Phoenix:
           I guess I shouldn't sleep
           with the window open
           this early in spring, huh?
    
         Mia:
           (I suppose common sense
           is not always common...)
    
         Mia:
           So...
           Did anyone else know that you
           were taking cold medicine?
    
         Phoenix:
           Well, I always took one
           after meals...
    
         Phoenix:
           So I'm pretty sure all my
           friends knew about it.
    
    (6)
    Phoenix:
      But I lost my bottle of it
      around lunchtime on the day
      of the accident.
    
         Mia:
           *HOLD IT!*
    
         Mia:
           On the day of the incident,
           what did you do for lunch...?
    
         Phoenix:
           Huh? What does that have
           to do with anything?
    
         Mia:
           You can never be too sure...
    
         Phoenix:
           I always eat with Dollie...
           Just the two of us.
    
         Phoenix:
           Dollie's homemade lunches are
           just the greatest!
    
         Phoenix:
           Mmm! Her mini-omelettes are
           magically delicious!
           Eheh heh heh.
    
         Grossberg:
           Yeowch!!
           Wh-Why did you punch me in
           the jaw!?
    
         Mia:
           Oh! I-I'm so sorry...!
           I just felt like hurting
           someone all of a sudden!
    
    --------------------------------------------
    
    Grossberg:
      Well, Mia?
    
    Mia:
      I don't know...
    
    Mia:
      I can't seem to find any
      contradictions.
    
    Grossberg:
      The boy isn't exactly what
      I'd call a natural-born liar,
      you know.
    
    Grossberg:
      But still, we can't have him
      continue to spout nonsense.
    
    Mia:
      I know... But what can I do!?
    
    Grossberg:
      Well, I'm certain he must
      still be hiding something.
    
    Grossberg:
      Information! Right now it's
      information we need more
      than anything else!
    
    RETURN TO THE START OF CROSS-EXAMINATION
    
    -------------------------------------------------------------------------------
    
    *After pressing at (2) [+ second choice] and (6)*
    
    Judge:
      I think that's enough for now.
    
    Judge:
      So the defendant and the
      victim met at approximately
      the time of his death.
    
    Judge:
      And then the defendant
      returned to the scene for some
      unknown reason.
    
    Payne:
      I'm not entirely convinced by
      his explanation about the
      medicine bottle either.
    
    Judge:
      Let me be frank here,
      Mr. Wright.
    
    Judge:
      Your testimony cannot be
      trusted.
    
    Phoenix:
      Wh-What do you mean!?
    
    Payne:
      Hee, hee, hee, hee...
    
    Payne:
      I knew it was too much work
      for a little girl.
    
    Mia:
      Hmph...!
    
    Judge:
      However, there is one
      mystery that still remains.
    
    Payne:
      There is, Your Honor?
    
    Judge:
      How the murder was
      carried out, of course.
    
    Judge:
      Just how was the victim
      electrocuted?
    
    Judge:
      I don't believe the murder
      weapon has been produced yet,
      correct?
    
    Payne:
      Well, that is... I...
      You are correct, Your Honor.
    
    Mia:
      (So how exactly was
      Mr. Swallow killed...?)
    
    Mia:
      (If I could somehow establish
      how it was done...)
    
    Mia:
      (Maybe I could still come out
      of this mess smelling like a
      rose!)
    
    *** Establish murder method ****************
    *
    * CONTINUE
    *
    ********************************************
    
    *** Can't right now ************************
    *
    * Mia:
    *   (Hmm, I do have one idea, but
    *   it would be impossible to
    *   prove it.)
    *
    * Grossberg:
    *   Mia, m'dear.
    *
    * Grossberg:
    *   If you have any ideas, now is
    *   the time to present them.
    *
    * Mia:
    *   Mr. Grossberg!
    *
    * Grossberg:
    *   Remember, silence is
    *   NOT golden.
    *   ...In court, anyway.
    *
    * Mia:
    *   (Silence is not golden, huh?
    *   Well in that case...)
    *
    * CONTINUE
    *
    ********************************************
    
    Mia:
      Your Honor!
    
    Judge:
      Y-Yes, Ms. Fey?
    
    Mia:
      I believe that if we were to
      piece together everything
      we've heard up until now...
    
    Mia:
      ...we should be able to solve
      the mystery of how
      Mr. Swallow died.
    
    Judge:
      Th-That would be most
      impressive!
    
    Payne:
      Hee, hee, hee, hee...
      Quite the brash statement
      coming from a rookie!
    
    Payne:
      But even a beginner like you
      must understand the basic
      rules of the court, yes?
    
    Payne:
      An attorney must be able to
      substantiate their arguments
      with evidence!
    
    Mia:
      Hmph! Of course I know that!
      (Actually, I had totally
      forgotten about that...)
    
    Judge:
      Now then, Ms. Fey.
      Let me see what you've got.
    
    Judge:
      Show me how you believe
      the victim was electrocuted!
    
    *** Present something wrong ****************
    *
    * Mia:
    *   *TAKE THAT!*
    *
    * Judge:
    *   Ms. Fey, I'm deeply
    *   disappointed in you.
    *
    * Payne:
    *   I'm disappointed as well,
    *   Ms. Fey.
    *
    * Grossberg:
    *   To be honest, I'm a bit
    *   disappointed too, Mia.
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   ...
    *   *achoo*
    *
    * Mia:
    *   (Argh! I need to use my
    *   brain on this!)
    *
    * Mia:
    *   (Come on, Mia!
    *   You can't strike out here!)
    *
    * RETURN TO QUESTION
    *
    ********************************************
    
    *Present Crime Photo 1*
    
    Mia:
      *TAKE THAT!*
    
    Mia:
      As for the cause of
      death...
    
    Mia:
      ...I'd say this picture
      captures it quite well!
    
    Judge:
      Wh-What!?
    
    Judge:
      But there is nothing that
      even remotely resembles
      a murder weapon here...
    
    Judge:
      Hmm, I'm afraid the defense is
      going to have to explain this
      in a bit more detail.
    
    Judge:
      Ms. Fey, where exactly in this
      photo is the murder weapon?
    
    *** Present anywhere else ******************
    *
    * Mia:
    *   Well naturally...
    *   it's right around here!
    *   ...I think.
    *
    * Judge:
    *   Ms. Fey, I'm deeply
    *   disappointed in you.
    *
    * Payne:
    *   I'm disappointed as well,
    *   Ms. Fey.
    *
    * Grossberg:
    *   To be honest, I'm a bit
    *   disappointed too, Mia.
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   ...
    *   *achoo*
    *
    * Mia:
    *   (Argh! I need to use my
    *   brain on this!)
    *
    * Mia:
    *   (Come on, Mia!
    *   You can't strike out here!)
    *
    * RETURN TO QUESTION
    *
    ********************************************
    
    *Present severed electrical cable*
    
    Mia:
      Well, naturally...
      it's right here!
    
    Judge:
      That's... That's...
      What is that?
    
    Mia:
      A severed electrical cable,
      I believe... Your Honor.
    
    Mia:
      Remember the testimony
      we've heard.
    
    Mia:
      The machines the pharmacology
      students use in their experi-
      ments require high voltage...
    
    Mia:
      ...and because of that, there
      are special high-voltage
      cables strung up everywhere!
    
    Judge:
      So then, the high-voltage
      cable...!
    
    Mia:
      Yes, the high-voltage cable is
      the cause of death. That is
      the most likely explanation!
    
    Judge:
      Hmm...
      That certainly sounds
      plausible.
    
    Judge:
      Well, Mr. Payne? What do you
      have to say about this?
    
    Payne:
      Well... I believe some praise
      is in order.
    
    Mia:
      Don't toy with me, old man!
    
    Payne:
      Now, now. The victim's cause
      of death may indeed have been
      a high-voltage cable.
    
    Payne:
      However!
      I want you to think about
      what that really implies!
    
    Payne:
      The only one who had the
      opportunity to use the cable
      as a murder weapon was...
    
    Payne:
      The defendant!
    
    Phoenix:
      ...
      *achoo*
    
    Judge:
      Hmm...
      That much is certainly true.
    
    Payne:
      Yes, and that's not all.
      We have proof.
    
    Payne:
      Irrefutable proof that will
      establish that Mr. Wright
      was the murderer.
    
    Judge:
      Y-You do!? Well, what is it!?
    
    Payne:
      His fingerprints.
    
    Judge:
      Fingerprints...?
    
    Judge:
      You mean that the defendant's
      fingerprints were on something
      besides the medicine bottle?
    
    Payne:
      Let's take another look at the
      crime scene photo.
    
    Payne:
      As you can see, the victim is
      wearing a leather jacket.
    
    Payne:
      And as you may know, leather
      holds fingerprints quite well.
    
    Mia:
      Ah!
      Y-You mean...?
    
    Payne:
      Yes. It was quite clearly
      imprinted on the chest
      area of the victim's jacket.
    
    Payne:
      The palm print of the
      defendant's very own hand!
    
    Judge:
      Wh-Whaaat!?
    
    Payne:
      I can only think of one way
      Mr. Wright could have left
      a print like that.
    
    Payne:
      Intent on murder, he squarely
      pushed the victim towards the
      severed electrical cable!
    
    Judge:
      Order! Order! Order!
      That's enough!
    
    Judge:
      I think we can conclude that
      there is no reason to continue
      with this cross-examination.
    
    Grossberg:
      Stick a fork in us, we're
      done.
    
    Mia:
      M-Mr. Grossberg!
    
    Grossberg:
      My hemorrhoids never lie.
      The show is over, Mia.
    
    Grossberg:
      I knew that boy was guilty the
      first time I saw him.
    
    Mia:
      N-No! You're wrong!
    
    Mia:
      Mr. Wright is innocent.
    
    Judge:
      No further evidence is
      required to convince me of
      this man's guilt!
    
    Mia:
      Y-Your Honor...!
    
    Judge:
      At this time, I am prepared to
      render a verdict in this case!
    
    Mia:
      *HOLD IT!*
    
    Judge:
      Do you have something
      further to add, Ms. Fey?
    
    Mia:
      Is this what you want,
      Mr. Wright!?
    
    Phoenix:
      ...!
    
    Mia:
      You still haven't told us
      the truth... the whole truth.
    
    Mia:
      If you don't say something
      now, the judge is going to
      hand down his verdict!
    
    Phoenix:
      B-But I... I can't!
      I-I just can't say it!
    
    Phoenix:
      If I told you what really
      happened, then I'd b-be...
    
    Mia:
      It's OK, Mr. Wright.
      I'm your attorney.
      You can trust me.
    
    Phoenix:
      M-Miss Fey...
    
    Mia:
      No matter what it is you have
      to say...
    
    Mia:
      I believe in you and I'll
      represent you to the very end.
    
    Phoenix:
      ...!
    
    Payne:
      *OBJECTION!*
    
    Payne:
      We've already established
      the defendant's guilt.
    
    Payne:
      There's no further need for
      him to say anything.
    
    Phoenix:
      *cough* *cough*
    
    Phoenix:
      W-Wait a minute!
    
    Mia:
      Mr. Wright...
    
    Phoenix:
      I...
      I'll tell you what really
      happened!
    
    Payne:
      *OBJECTION!*
    
    Payne:
      But I've already told you,
      Mr. Wright. There's no need
      for further...
    
    Phoenix:
      *cough*
    
    Phoenix:
      I-I-I... I did it...
      I admit it!
      I pushed him!
    
    Phoenix:
      It's my fault...
      My f-fault that D-Doug Swallow
      is dead!
    
    --------------------------------------------
    
      That girl...
      You shouldn't see her anymore.
    
      Hey!
      It's none of your business!
    
      I'm telling you for your sake.
      If you continue to see her,
      it's going to be bad news.
    
      Y-You're lying!
    
      Just listen to me.
      There's something you need
      to know about that girl... ...
    
      Stop it!
    
      D-Don't talk about her like
      that!
    
    --------------------------------------------
    
    Judge:
      ...
      What you just said...
      Was that the truth!?
    
    Phoenix:
      Y-Yes, I... I was afraid...
      Afraid that if I told the
      truth...
    
    Phoenix:
      ...everyone would think I was
      the murderer for sure!
    
    Judge:
      Well, as things currently
      stand, we're all absolutely
      convinced you are!
    
    Phoenix:
      P-Please...!
    
    Phoenix:
      Please give me one more
      chance to explain!
    
    Phoenix:
      This time I swear...
      I swear I'll tell the whole
      truth!
    
    Phoenix:
      It'll be OK, won't it,
      Miss Fey? I...
      I believe in you!
    
    Mia:
      Oh! Um, th-thank you.
    
    Mia:
      (I still can't believe it...
      He really did push the
      victim...)
    
    Grossberg:
      Unnngh...
      It feels like my hemorrhoids
      are doing the Harlem Shake!
    
    -------------------------------------------------------------------------------
    
    WITNESS TESTIMONY
    -- When I Pushed The Victim --
    
    (1)
    Phoenix:
      That guy... He was talking
      bad about Dollie...
    
    (2)
    Phoenix:
      I lost my temper and gave
      him a shove!
    
    (3)
    Phoenix:
      At that moment, I heard
      some kind of loud noise...
    
    (4)
    Phoenix:
      A little while after I left,
      I started to get worried.
    
    (5)
    Phoenix:
      So I went back. But h-he
      was just laying there, d-dead!
    
    --------------------------------------------
    
    Payne:
      Well, the explanation is
      really quite simple.
    
    Payne:
      When you pushed him,
      Mr. Swallow flew back and
      touched the electrical cable.
    
    Payne:
      He died from the shock.
      And that, as they say, is
      that.
    
    Judge:
      Hmm... A simple explanation
      indeed.
    
    Payne:
      At the time of the incident,
      a light rain had been falling.
    
    Payne:
      Wet from the rain, the victim
      was more easily electrocuted.
    
    Phoenix:
      B-But!
    
    Phoenix:
      When I pushed him, there
      weren't any electrical cables
      nearby!
    
    Phoenix:
      If there had been something
      like that, even I would've
      noticed it!
    
    Mia:
      (That's true...
      Even a dufus like him couldn't
      miss that!)
    
    Judge:
      Hmm...
      Ms. Fey.
    
    Judge:
      Let me warn you right now that
      if your cross-examination
      doesn't yield any new facts...
    
    Judge:
      ...I intend to deliver my
      verdict without further delay.
      Are we clear on that?
    
    Mia:
      Y-Yes, Your Honor.
    
    Mia:
      (Don't give up, Mia!)
    
    Mia:
      (If he is innocent, there must
      be some kind of evidence
      somewhere that will prove it!)
    
    -------------------------------------------------------------------------------
    
    CROSS EXAMINATION
    -- When I Pushed The Victim --
    
    (1)
    Phoenix:
      That guy... He was talking
      bad about Dollie...
    
         Mia:
           *HOLD IT!*
    
         Mia:
           So what kinds of things did
           Mr. Swallow say to you?
    
         Phoenix:
           He said all sorts of terrible
           things about Dollie!
    
         Phoenix:
           He said that she was a
           bad girl!
    
         Payne:
           ...
    
         Mia:
           ...
    
         Judge:
           ...
           Umm...
           Is that all?
    
         Phoenix:
           Yup!
    
         Judge:
           Well, Ms. Fey, you
           heard him yourself.
    
         Mia:
           (Oh boy! You're not doing
           yourself any favors here,
           Mr. Wright!)
    
         Mia:
           (Please don't make this harder
           for me than it already is!)
    
         Phoenix:
           Anyway... After he said that,
           I just, I just...
    
    (2)
    Phoenix:
      I lost my temper and gave
      him a shove!
    
         Mia:
           *HOLD IT!*
    
         Mia:
           Can you tell me about what
           happened in a little more
           detail?
    
         Phoenix:
           That guy... He just said what
           he wanted to say to me...
    
         Phoenix:
           And then he put on the jacket
           he was holding and started
           to leave.
    
         Phoenix:
           That's when... That's when I
           lost my temper and flew into
           a furious frenzy!
    
         Phoenix:
           I just gave him a... light,
           gentle shove to the chest.
    
         Mia:
           And when you did that, there
           was no severed cable anywhere
           to be seen?
    
         Phoenix:
           Right! There was nothing
           like that at all!
    
         Payne:
           But is it possible that you
           merely overlooked it?
    
         Phoenix:
           ...
           Well, I guess it's possible.
    
         Mia:
           (What are you doing!? Don't
           let that guy steamroll over
           you like cheap asphalt!)
    
         Judge:
           I believe what's important
           here is the moment the
           push occurred.
    
         Judge:
           Let's continue on with the
           testimony, witness.
    
    (3)
    Phoenix:
      At that moment, I heard some
      kind of loud noise...
    
         Mia:
           *HOLD IT!*
    
         Mia:
           A "loud noise"?
           And what would you say that
           loud noise was, Mr. Wright?
    
         Phoenix:
           I'm not sure...
           But it was really loud!
    
         Phoenix:
           It was like, "SNAP!"...
           You know, come to think of it,
           I wonder what that was...
    
         Payne:
           Hee, hee, hee, hee...
    
         Payne:
           Clearly, Your Honor, it was
           the sound of the victim being
           electrocuted.
    
         Mia:
           *OBJECTION!*
    
         Mia:
           Y-You're not qualified to
           decide that!
    
         Mia:
           (What should I do?
           I'm treading on some
           dangerous ground here...)
    
         *** Ask for more details *******************
         *
         * Mia:
         *   Mr. Wright, that "loud noise"
         *   you heard may be extremely
         *   important.
         *
         * Mia:
         *   So try to remember what it
         *   was!
         *
         * Phoenix:
         *   Umm, how do I put it...
         *   It was like a sharp crack.
         *
         * Phoenix:
         *   Aha! Could it...
         *   Could it have been...?
         *
         * Mia:
         *   Yes?
         *   Could it have been?
         *   Hurry up and tell us!
         *
         * Phoenix:
         *   When I pushed him, he dropped
         *   the umbrella he was holding.
         *
         * Phoenix:
         *   He fell right on top of it,
         *   and it broke.
         *
         * Phoenix:
         *   That was probably the noise
         *   I heard.
         *
         * Judge:
         *   An umbrella, huh? And did that
         *   umbrella belong to the victim?
         *
         * Phoenix:
         *   Yeah, it was a plastic
         *   umbrella. Cheap and frail,
         *   kind of like the owner!
         *
         * Phoenix:
         *   Then again, I wish I had any
         *   kind of umbrella. I was
         *   totally soaked to the bone.
         *
         * Judge:
         *   Hmm...
         *   Ms. Fey.
         *
         * Judge:
         *   What do you think? Is there
         *   something important in that
         *   testimony just now?
         *
         * Mia:
         *   Umm, well...
         *
         * *** Of course it's important! **************
         * *
         * * Mia:
         * *   (This is it, Mia!
         * *   The new information you've
         * *   been waiting for!)
         * *
         * * Mia:
         * *   Of course it's important! No!
         * *   This cheap umbrella is more
         * *   than important; it's vital!
         * *
         * * Mia:
         * *   I want to officially have it
         * *   entered into the testimony!
         * *
         * * Payne:
         * *   Ha! How perfectly fitting.
         * *   Flimsy information for a
         * *   flimsy lawyer!
         * *
         * * Judge:
         * *   The court agrees to the
         * *   defense's request.
         * *
         * * Judge:
         * *   Witness, please add the bit
         * *   about the cheap umbrella to
         * *   your testimony.
         * *
         * * CHANGE (3) TO (3b)
         * *
         * ********************************************
         *
         * *** Of course it's not important! **********
         * *
         * * Mia:
         * *   Of course it's not important!
         * *
         * * Judge:
         * *   M-Ms. Fey!
         * *   How can you state that
         * *   so proudly!?
         * *
         * * Mia:
         * *   Well, it just isn't!
         * *   It's not important one bit!
         * *   Not even one iota. OK?
         * *
         * * Grossberg:
         * *   Mia! That's enough!
         * *   You're making a fool of
         * *   yourself!
         * *
         * * Phoenix:
         * *   Umm...
         * *   Is it OK if I go on?
         * *
         * ********************************************
         *
         ********************************************
    
         *** Leave it alone *************************
         *
         * Mia:
         *   (I've got other, more pressing
         *   things to ask about.)
         *
         * Mia:
         *   Very well, Mr. Wright,
         *   let's move on, shall we?
         *
         ********************************************
    
    (3b)
    Phoenix:
      After I shoved him, he...
      He fell down on top of his
      cheap umbrella.
    
         Mia:
           *HOLD IT!*
    
         Mia:
           So Mr. Swallow fell on top of
           his umbrella?
           And you are certain of this?
    
         Phoenix:
           Yeah.
           It was right there under him.
    
         Phoenix:
           Actually, if it hadn't been
           under him, I was planning on
           borrowing it for myself.
    
         Mia:
           The umbrella, you mean?
    
         Phoenix:
           Well yeah, you see I was
           wearing this sweater here...
    
         Phoenix:
           Dollie stayed up late for
           nights at a time knitting
           it for me...
    
         Phoenix:
           I didn't want the rain to
           dampen the handmade symbol
           of her love...
    
         Grossberg:
           Oomph! My stomach is not
           to be used as your personal
           soccer ball, Mia!
    
         Mia:
           Ah! I-I'm so sorry!
    
         Judge:
           Continue on with your
           testimony, witness.
    
    (4)
    Phoenix:
      A little while after I left,
      I started to get worried.
    
         Mia:
           *HOLD IT!*
    
         Mia:
           After you shoved the victim,
           did you leave the scene right
           away?
    
         Phoenix:
           Yes, I did! I admit it!
           I-I was furious!
    
         Payne:
           You left without even checking
           Mr. Swallow's condition?
    
         Phoenix:
           Well, um, yeah...
           But like I said, I got worried
           about him later.
    
    (5)
    Phoenix:
      So I went back. But h-he
      was just laying there, d-dead!
    
         Mia:
           *HOLD IT!*
    
         Mia:
           At that time, did you see
           anyone else at the scene of
           the crime?
    
         Phoenix:
           *cough* *cough*...
           *cough* *cough* *cough*
           Um, nope. Nobody...
    
         Mia:
           (Geez. Could that stupid
           cough possibly sound any
           phonier?)
    
         Judge:
           Hmm...
    
         Judge:
           In that case, it's very hard
           to believe someone else could
           have been the murderer...
    
    --------------------------------------------
    
    Grossberg:
      Unless we can find something
      that shows his innocence from
      that testimony, m'dear...
    
    Grossberg:
      I'm afraid the judge will make
      his final decision with
      no remorse whatsoever!
    
    Mia:
      Y-Yes, sir!
    
    Mia:
      (Right now I need more info;
      info that will help me turn
      up some contradictions!)
    
    RETURN TO THE START OF CROSS-EXAMINATION
    
    -------------------------------------------------------------------------------
    
    *Present Crime Photo 1* at (3b)
    
    Mia:
      *OBJECTION!*
    
    Mia:
      Why didn't you testify about
      the umbrella from the very
      beginning?
    
    Phoenix:
      Come on...
      If I had mentioned that...
    
    Mia:
      I would've been able to
      counter the prosecution's
      arguments earlier!
    
    Payne:
      Wh-What do you mean by that?
    
    Mia:
      Take another look at the crime
      scene photo!
    
    Mia:
      According to Mr. Wright, the
      victim fell on top of his
      umbrella.
    
    Mia:
      However, if you look
      closely...
    
    Mia:
      ...the umbrella is nowhere
      near the victim. Actually,
      it's by the electrical pole!
    
    Judge:
      Y-You're absolutely right!
    
    Mia:
      The conclusion here is
      obvious.
    
    Mia:
      After the defendant left, the
      victim moved from where he
      fell. In other words...
    
    Mia:
      After he was pushed by
      the defendant, Mr. Swallow
      was still alive!
    
    Payne:
      Nnnnooooo!!
    
    Judge:
      Order! Order! Order!
      The victim... He moved...!?
    
    Judge:
      Mr. Payne!
      The umbrella in this photo...
      Where is it now?
    
    Payne:
      W-Well, it was collected by
      the police at the crime
      scene...
    
    Judge:
      I want it presented as
      evidence immediately!
    
    *Umbrella added to the
    Court Record.*
    
    Payne:
      B-But the umbrella could
      have simply been blown
      there by the wind!
    
    Mia:
      *OBJECTION!*
    
    Mia:
      According to the testimony,
      the victim fell on top of the
      umbrella.
    
    Mia:
      There's simply no way it
      could have been blown there
      by the wind!
    
    Payne:
      Nnn... Gggg... Hrrmph!
      B-B-But...!
    
    Judge:
      I know this matter of the
      umbrella seems relatively
      trivial...
    
    Judge:
      But as long as the smallest
      doubt remains, I cannot
      render final judgment!
    
    Payne:
      N-N-N...
    
    Payne:
      Noooooooooooooooooooooo!!!
    
    --------------------------------------------
    
    Judge:
      However, I still find it hard
      to believe that a huge hole
      has been blown in the...
    
    Judge:
      ...prosecution's case by the
      defendant's testimony.
    
    *Phoenix's Testimony added
    to the Court Record.*
    
    Grossberg:
      Well done, Mia!
    
    Payne:
      ......Hee hee.
      Hee hee hee hee hee...
    
    Judge:
      Mr. Payne!
      What are you chuckling about?
    
    Payne:
      Pardon me, Your Honor.
      It seems I was expecting too
      much of a free ride.
    
    Payne:
      It was foolish to think I
      could establish guilt through
      cross-examination alone.
    
    Judge:
      I'm afraid I don't follow what
      you're saying!
    
    Mia:
      ...
    
    Mia:
      Let me guess.
      You have another witness.
    
    Payne:
      Exactly!
      And this witness's testimony
      will be incontrovertible!
    
    Judge:
      Well!? Who is this witness!?
    
    Payne:
      Ms. Dahlia Hawthorne.
    
    Judge:
      Dahlia Hawthorne?
      You don't mean...
      "Dollie"?
    
    Payne:
      I do, Your Honor.
    
    Payne:
      The defendant's very own
      lover is a witness to the
      whole thing!
    
    Payne:
      That's right. She was at the
      scene of the crime when
      the murder took place!
    
    Judge:
      Whaaaat!?
    
    Payne:
      I'm sorry to break the bad
      news to you, my dear.
    
    Mia:
      ...
    
    Mia:
      "Bad news"?
      You couldn't be more wrong.
    
    Mia:
      Actually...
      I've been waiting for this.
    
    Payne:
      You can't be serious...
    
    Grossberg:
      Mia!
      What do you mean by that...?
    
    Judge:
      I think this is a good point
      for us to stop at. Court will
      now enter a 20 minute recess.
    
    Judge:
      Afterwards, we will listen to
      the testimony of Ms. Dahlia
      Hawthorne.
    
    -------------------------------------------------------------------------------
    
    April 11, 11:52 AM
    District Court
    Defendant Lobby No. 3
    
    Phoenix:
      Miss Fey... I-I'm sorry
      about what happened back
      there... I... I...
    
    Mia:
      It's alright. At least you
      told us the truth in the end,
      Mr. Wright.
    
    Phoenix:
      Yeah...
      So I guess I can start to
      relax then, huh?
    
    Grossberg:
      Relax, my boy? You can't be
      serious! After hiding such
      important facts...
    
    Phoenix:
      B-But...!
      But the next witness is my
      Dollie, right?
    
    Phoenix:
      She'll save me!
      I just know she will!
    
    Mia:
      Why do you think that?
    
    Phoenix:
      Huh!? What do you mean!?
      She... She's the love of
      my life, that's why!
    
    Mia:
      The love of your life, huh...
    
    Mia:
      Would you mind telling me more
      about you and... Ms. Dahlia
      Hawthorne?
    
    Phoenix:
      Sure! No problem!
    
    Phoenix:
      Dollie and I... We first met
      about eight months ago right
      here in this very courthouse.
    
    Phoenix:
      Actually, I'm studying to be a
      lawyer, on the side...
      Anyway!
    
    Phoenix:
      One day, she and I just bumped
      into each other in the reading
      room downstairs.
    
    Phoenix:
      That's why I really think it
      was fate that brought us
      together.
    
    Phoenix:
      As soon as I first set eyes
      on her, I knew she was the
      one for me.
    
    Phoenix:
      Oh, here! Take a look at this!
    
    Mia:
      ...!
    
    Phoenix:
      She gave this to me the day
      we met as a symbol of our
      love!
    
    Phoenix:
      She had been wearing it
      around her neck that day,
      but then...
    
    Phoenix:
      ...she took it off, but before
      she gave it to me she said,
      "I want you to carry this."
    
    Grossberg:
      So she gave it to you as a
      present, I see.
    
    Phoenix:
      This darling little bottle is
      filled with memories of my
      darling little Dollie!
    
    Mia:
      It certainly is a little
      bottle alright.
    
    Phoenix:
      It makes me so happy, I
      show it to everyone I meet!
    
    Phoenix:
      I want to share my happiness
      with the whole world!
    
    *Dahlia's Present borrowed
    from Phoenix Wright.*
    
    Mia:
      Um, anyway...
    
    Mia:
      So after that, you and
      Ms. Hawthorne started dating?
    
    Phoenix:
      Yeah, but she's so shy. Every
      time I see her, she always
      says the same thing to me.
    
    Phoenix:
      "Please give it back now."
    
    Grossberg:
      What a strange girl, asking
      for a present back like
      that...
    
    Mia:
      By the way, Mr. Wright.
    
    Mia:
      The day you first met Dahlia
      Hawthorne, eight months ago...
    
    Mia:
      It wouldn't happen to have
      been on August 27th, would it?
    
    Phoenix:
      Huh...?
      Y-Yeah, it was...
      But how did you...?
    
    Mia:
      This happened on August 27th,
      right here in this courthouse.
    
    Phoenix:
      What's this?
      A newspaper clipping?
    
    Phoenix:
      Let's see...
      "Murder in the Courthouse?"
      M-Murder?
    
    Grossberg:
      What are you reading there!?
      Let me see that!
    
    Grossberg:
      .........!
      Oh, I see.
    
    Grossberg:
      Mia... I think I understand
      what you're trying to say.
    
    Grossberg:
      And I think I understand why
      you suddenly took such a
      keen interest in this case.
    
    Grossberg:
      You believe there is some
      relationship between these
      two cases. Am I correct?
    
    *Newspaper Clipping added
    to the Court Record.*
    
    Mia:
      I hope you don't mind,
      Mr. Grossberg...
    
    Mia:
      I... I need to finish this
      myself.
    
    Grossberg:
      Ah, yes, but... I'm afraid
      what you have will not be
      enough, m'dear.
    
    Grossberg:
      I'll go and have a look at the
      downstairs reading room and
      see what else I can find.
    
    Mia:
      Th-Thank you!
    
    Grossberg:
      I want to do whatever I can to
      be of help to you, Mia!
    
    Grossberg:
      Well, it looks like recess is
      about over. We'd better all
      get moving!
    
    Mia:
      (I guess so...)
    
    Mia:
      (That recess sure seemed
      longer than 20 minutes
      though...)
    
    
                                                 To be continued.
    _______________________________________________________________________________
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    April 11, 12:13 PM
    District Court
    Courtroom No. 2
    
    Judge:
      Court will now reconvene.
      Mr. Payne, please call your
      witness.
    
    Payne:
      This next person is someone
      who witnessed the crime as
      it happened.
    
    Payne:
      The prosecution calls
      Ms. Dahlia Hawthorne
      to the stand!
    
    --------------------------------------------
    
    Payne:
      ...
    
    Judge:
      ...
    
    Mia:
      (Wh-What's with this stiff
      silence...?)
    
    Judge:
      In my long career as a judge,
      I have been deceived by many
      witnesses.
    
    Judge:
      It's my job to doubt;
      to take no one at
      their word...
    
    Judge:
      But in your case, I must
      admit that you radiate a
      glow of complete sincerity.
    
    Mia:
      (I can't believe he actually
      said that!)
    
    Payne:
      Oh! Um, now then, witness.
      Could you please state your
      full name?
    
    Dahlia:
      ...
      I, umm...
    
    Judge:
      Don't worry, sweetie.
      There's no need to be nervous!
    
    Payne:
      If anyone says anything rude,
      you can be sure, I'll cut them
      right down to size!
    
    Judge:
      And I will bash them
      with my gavel!
    
    Mia:
      (I love how they look straight
      at me when they say that...)
    
    Dahlia:
      Um, thank you... for calming
      my nerves.
    
    Dahlia:
      You are all so nice...
      I almost feel right at home.
    
    Payne:
      Not at all!
    
    Judge:
      It was nothing!
    
    Mia:
      If we may move on now...
      What is your full name
      and occupation?
    
    Dahlia:
      My name is Dahlia Hawthorne.
    
    Dahlia:
      I'm a junior in Literature
      at Ivy University.
    
    Dahlia:
      I just want to say...
      It's an honor for me to be
      here in your noble presence.
    
    Payne:
      The honor is all mine!
    
    Judge:
      No... The honor is all mine.
    
    Mia:
      (Well, we know whose
      milkshake brings all the
      boys to the yard...)
    
    Dahlia:
      ...Umm. Sir?
    
    Payne:
      Is there something I can
      help you with?
    
    Judge:
      You just go on and say
      whatever is on your mind!
    
    Dahlia:
      I'm sure that there must be
      some kind of mistake.
    
    Dahlia:
      Feenie wouldn't kill anyone.
      I just know it!
    
    Judge:
      Yes, yes...
      I can see why you'd say that.
    
    Mia:
      (She's going to be a tough
      witness, alright...)
    
    Mia:
      (It only took her 12 seconds
      to wrap them all around
      her little finger.)
    
    Judge:
      Now then, please proceed
      with your testimony.
    
    Judge:
      Let's hear about what you
      witnessed on the day of the
      incident, if you please.
    
    -------------------------------------------------------------------------------
    
    WITNESS TESTIMONY
    -- What I Witnessed --
    
    (1)
    Dahlia:
      I had been planning to go
      back to Feenie's place after
      class was over.
    
    (2)
    Dahlia:
      Feenie and Dougie...
      They were talking
      behind the building.
    
    (3)
    Dahlia:
      Then suddenly... Dougie got
      all wobbly and just collapsed.
    
    (4)
    Dahlia:
      That's when Feenie noticed
      that I was there.
    
    (5)
    Dahlia:
      I went to go and find some
      other students and they
      called the authorities.
    
    --------------------------------------------
    
    Judge:
      I-I don't know what to say!
      According to you,
      Ms. Hawthorne...
    
    Judge:
      ...the defendant didn't do
      anything wrong!
    
    Payne:
      *OBJECTION!*
    
    Payne:
      Young lady.
    
    Payne:
      As old as I am, even I recall
      how hot the flames of young
      passion can burn.
    
    Payne:
      Nevertheless... It is my job
      to discover the truth.
    
    Payne:
      Please, tell us the truth...
    
    Dahlia:
      But... But, I...
      I would never...
    
    Mia:
      *HOLD IT!*
    
    Mia:
      That's more than enough,
      witness. I won't allow this
      to continue.
    
    Judge:
      Wh-What do you mean by that?
    
    Mia:
      Please, just let me proceed
      with my cross-examination,
      Your Honor.
    
    Mia:
      I, for one, don't plan to win
      my case on a bunch of
      paper-thin lies!
    
    Dahlia:
      ...Tee hee.
      You haven't changed a bit...
    
    Dahlia:
      Mia Fey.
    
    Mia:
      ...
    
    Payne:
      What's this?
      So, you two are... acquainted?
    
    Mia:
      Yes.
      We've met before... Once.
    
    Dahlia:
      ...
    
    Judge:
      In any case, Ms. Fey,
      the floor is all yours.
    
    Dahlia:
      It's good to see you again,
      Madame Fey!
    
    Mia:
      "Madame"!?
      (I'm no one's grandma yet,
      girlie!)
    
    -------------------------------------------------------------------------------
    
    CROSS EXAMINATION
    -- What I Witnessed --
    
    (1)
    Dahlia:
      I had been planning to go
      back to Feenie's place after
      class was over.
    
         Mia:
           *HOLD IT!*
    
         Mia:
           Now, unless I'm mistaken,
           Feenie -- I mean, Mr. Wright
           is in the Art Department.
    
         Mia:
           If that's the case, then
           what were you doing by
           the Pharmacology building?
    
         Dahlia:
           Well... I'm in the Literature
           Department. I'm studying
           Japanese Senryu poetry.
    
         Judge:
           Oho hoh! How wonderful!
           It's that humorous, yet
           satirical style of haiku, yes?
    
         Dahlia:
           "Nothing left to do...
           When a man reaches this age,
           sleep is his best friend."
    
         Mia:
           (That's supposed to be poetry?
           Sounds more like a mid-life
           crisis!)
    
         Dahlia:
           For me to get to the Art
           Department, I have to walk
           through that back area.
    
         Judge:
           Ah, yes I see.
           That makes sense.
    
         Judge:
           When I want to enter the
           courthouse, I always walk
           through the front doors.
    
         Mia:
           (How else would you enter?
           Teleportation!?)
    
    (2)
    Dahlia:
      Feenie and Dougie...
      They were talking
      behind the building.
    
         Mia:
           *HOLD IT!*
    
         Mia:
           So who is this "Dougie"
           person?
    
         Dahlia:
           Oh, I'm sorry. Doug Swallow.
           We were dating until about
           eight months ago...
    
         Mia:
           So what were Dougie-- *ahem*
           Mr. Swallow and Mr. Wright
           talking about anyway?
    
         Dahlia:
           ...
    
         Dahlia:
           H-How can you be so mean?
    
         Dahlia:
           I would never...
           I would never eavesdrop...
    
         Dahlia:
           I wasn't raised to be so rude
           and unrefined!
    
         Payne:
           That's right, Ms. Fey!
    
         Judge:
           Don't drag the witness down
           to your level!
    
         Mia:
           (Why am I being demonized
           here?)
    
         Judge:
           Please, go on.
           What did you see next?
    
    (3)
    Dahlia:
      Then suddenly... Dougie got
      all wobbly and just collapsed.
    
         Mia:
           *HOLD IT!*
    
         Mia:
           Are you saying that the
           victim just collapsed on
           his own?
    
         Dahlia:
           Y-Yes.
    
         Mia:
           In other words, the defendant
           never touched the victim.
           Is that right?
    
         Dahlia:
           I was watching the whole time.
           Feenie never did a thing to
           Dougie!
    
         Mia:
           (If I press her for no good
           reason, I just know the judge
           will get angry with me...)
    
         Mia:
           (Hmm, so what should I do
           about her testimony just now?)
    
         *** Leave it alone *************************
         *
         * Mia:
         *   (Hmm... I suppose her
         *   statement works in
         *   our favor, for now.)
         *
         * Mia:
         *   (I'll hold off on looking
         *   into it any deeper until
         *   it's necessary.)
         *
         * Judge:
         *   Very well, young lady, please
         *   go on with your testimony.
         *
         ********************************************
    
         *** Show contradiction *********************
         *
         * Mia:
         *   Feeble lies are not very
         *   becoming, Ms. Hawthorne,
         *   so let's drop them, shall we?
         *
         * Dahlia:
         *   Wh-What...! I...!
         *   I would never...!
         *
         * Payne:
         *   *OBJECTION!*
         *
         * Payne:
         *   Ms. Fey! I will not allow
         *   you to badger this witness!
         *
         * Mia:
         *   ...
         *
         * Payne:
         *   I-I believe the defense is
         *   engaged in a-a... fishing
         *   expedition.
         *
         * Mia:
         *   ...
         *
         * Payne:
         *   That is... Err... She has no
         *   supporting...
         *
         * Mia:
         *   ...
         *
         * Payne:
         *   P-Please don't glare at
         *   me like that...!
         *   I-I'm just doing my job!
         *
         * Mia:
         *   Now then, Ms. Hawthorne.
         *
         * Mia:
         *   The defendant's palmprint
         *   was found on Mr. Swallow's
         *   leather jacket.
         *
         * Mia:
         *   It has already been shown that
         *   Mr. Wright did, in fact, push
         *   the victim.
         *
         * Dahlia:
         *   What...?
         *
         * Mia:
         *   There's no need to try to
         *   cover for the defendant.
         *
         * Mia:
         *   It would be much better if you
         *   came out and told us the whole
         *   truth.
         *
         * Judge:
         *   Hmm...
         *
         * Judge:
         *   There's nothing to worry
         *   about, young lady. Just tell
         *   us everything that you saw.
         *
         * Dahlia:
         *   Y-Yes, Your Honor... I-I will.
         *   If you don't mind, I-I'd like
         *   to revise my testimony.
         *
         * Mia:
         *   (Looks like we're finally
         *   getting somewhere...)
         *
         * CHANGE (3) TO (3b)
         * CHANGE (4) TO (4b)
         *
         ********************************************
    
    (3b)
    Dahlia:
      Um, actually, I didn't see the
      moment he pushed Dougie.
    
         Mia:
           *HOLD IT!*
    
         Mia:
           You didn't see it!?
    
         Dahlia:
           Well, I saw the moment when
           Dougie fell to the ground...
    
         Payne:
           And at that time, there was
           only the two of them at the
           scene?
    
         Payne:
           The defendant, Phoenix Wright,
           and the victim, Doug Swallow?
    
         Dahlia:
           Yes... that's right.
    
    (4)
    Dahlia:
      That's when Feenie noticed
      that I was there.
    
         Mia:
           *HOLD IT!*
    
         Mia:
           And what did Mr. Wright say
           when he saw you?
    
         Dahlia:
           I-I'm sorry.
           I-I was so flustered that I...
    
         Dahlia:
           I really don't remember.
           P-Please forgive me.
    
         Mia:
           You don't remember...?
    
         Judge:
           Well, that's common enough.
    
         Judge:
           Sometimes I can't recall a
           sentence I passed only
           minutes prior!
    
         Mia:
           (Please... Someone, anyone...
           Stop him before he gets
           hurt... by me.)
    
    (4b)
    Dahlia:
      It didn't look like they were
      fighting, and I didn't hear
      any noise either.
    
         Mia:
           *HOLD IT!*
    
         Mia:
           So then, what did it look
           like they were doing to you?
    
         Dahlia:
           I thought they were having a
           nice, friendly afternoon
           conversation.
    
         Mia:
           (Oh, give me a break!)
    
         Dahlia:
           That's why I really wasn't
           watching them all that
           closely.
    
         Judge:
           Did you notice anything out
           of the ordinary at all?
    
         Dahlia:
           No, nothing at all...
           Mr. Judge.
    
         Judge:
           Oh, I like the sound of that!
           "Mr. Judge"...
    
         Judge:
           Now then, please proceed with
           your testimony.
    
    (5)
    Dahlia:
      I went to go and find some
      other students and they
      called the authorities.
    
         Mia:
           *HOLD IT!*
    
         Mia:
           When you say "students"
           do you mean students from the
           Pharmacology Department?
    
         Dahlia:
           Yes. They're all very fond of
           their drugs...
    
         Mia:
           Please try to stay on topic!
    
         Mia:
           So to find some Pharmacology
           students, you went to the
           labs, correct?
    
         Dahlia:
           That's what I was planning
           to do... But in the end, I
           wound up not going.
    
         Dahlia:
           A group of about 10 research
           students came running
           out of the building entrance.
    
         Dahlia:
           Somehow they all seemed to
           know what was going on...
    
         Mia:
           (The students knew what
           was going on...?)
    
         *** Leave it alone *************************
         *
         * Mia:
         *   (The Pharmacology students...
         *   They have nothing to do with
         *   the incident.)
         *
         * Mia:
         *   (I think what I need is more
         *   information about Dahlia
         *   herself.)
         *
         ********************************************
    
         *** Press for more details *****************
         *
         * Mia:
         *   But how could the students
         *   have known what was going on?
         *
         * Dahlia:
         *   Well... I don't know for sure
         *   that they knew what had
         *   happened.
         *
         * Dahlia:
         *   It's just, they all seemed
         *   kind of excited about
         *   something.
         *
         * Mia:
         *   (Hmm... It doesn't look like
         *   I'm going to get any more
         *   info about the students.)
         *
         * Payne:
         *   So did the students call the
         *   police?
         *
         * Dahlia:
         *   Y-Yes. I-I was just so...
         *   I was so panicked...
         *
         * Judge:
         *   Hmm. Yes, well anyone would
         *   have been, my dear.
         *
         ********************************************
    
    --------------------------------------------
    
    Mia:
      (That girl... She's telling
      a super obvious lie, and
      she knows it.)
    
    Mia:
      (She's just pretending to
      protect Mr. Wright...)
    
    Mia:
      (Yes, that's got to be it!
      Way to go, Mia!)
    
    Mia:
      (OK, that means I'm going to
      have to dig deep to find the
      contradiction on this one!)
    
    RETURN TO THE START OF CROSS-EXAMINATION
    
    -------------------------------------------------------------------------------
    
    *Present Phoenix's Testimony* at (4b)
    
    Mia:
      *OBJECTION!*
    
    Mia:
      You say you didn't hear any
      noise. Is that correct?
    
    Dahlia:
      Yes. That's why I was very
      relaxed, looking at the
      scenery around me.
    
    Mia:
      That's nice, but I find that
      just a little odd.
    
    Mia:
      I have here, the testimony of
      your boyfriend, Mr. Phoenix
      Wright.
    
    Mia:
      And he clearly testified to
      the effect...
    
    Mia:
      ...that when he pushed the
      victim, he heard a sharp,
      loud noise.
    
    Dahlia:
      H-He said that?
    
    Mia:
      If you were really that close
      to the two of them, why didn't
      you hear this noise as well?
    
    Dahlia:
      I...!
    
    Payne:
      *OBJECTION!*
    
    Payne:
      W-Well, maybe the noise just
      wasn't all that memorable.
    
    Mia:
      *OBJECTION!*
    
    Mia:
      But according to Mr. Wright's
      testimony, it was a sharp
      noise like a "SNAP"!
    
    Mia:
      There's no way a noise like
      that could fail to make an
      impression!
    
    Payne:
      Ack!!
    
    Dahlia:
      Umm...
      May I have a moment
      to answer?
    
    Judge:
      B-By all means!
    
    Dahlia:
      I know the reason why I
      didn't hear the noise.
    
    Dahlia:
      You see, the truth is...
    
    Dahlia:
      I had my headphones on, and
      I was listening to music at
      the time.
    
    Payne:
      H-H-Headphones...?
      You mean that both of your
      ears were covered?
    
    Dahlia:
      The rain was just beginning
      to let up...
    
    Dahlia:
      But it seemed as though Thor
      wasn't ready for his fun to
      come to an end yet.
    
    Dahlia:
      So the sky continued to flash
      and rumble.
    
    Mia:
      Thunder and lightning, huh...
    
    Dahlia:
      Yes, I'm afraid of the sound
      of thunder.
    
    Dahlia:
      So I put my headphones on
      to block it out...
    
    Payne:
      Hee, hee, hee, hee...
      Well, Your Honor?
    
    Payne:
      As you can see, there
      weren't any contradictions
      in her testimony after all.
    
    Judge:
      Hmm...
    
    Mia:
      (Wait a sec, Mia!
      That testimony just now...)
    
    Mia:
      (She said something that
      could totally change this
      whole case!)
    
    *** She didn't hear anything. **************
    *
    * Mia:
    *   Your Honor! There is
    *   a problem with the
    *   witness's testimony!
    *
    * Judge:
    *   Wh-What do you mean!?
    *
    * Payne:
    *   Wh-What is this "problem"!?
    *
    * Mia:
    *   It's obvious. The problem is
    *   that the witness claims to
    *   have not heard the "SNAP!"
    *
    * Payne:
    *   *OBJECTION!*
    *
    * Payne:
    *   A-Are you deaf!? Did you pay
    *   attention to the testimony!?
    *
    * Payne:
    *   She said she didn't hear it
    *   because she was listening to
    *   music with her headphones!
    *
    * Judge:
    *   Ms. Fey! I'm surprised you're
    *   going senile before me!
    *
    * Mia:
    *   (I'm not THAT bad!
    *   ...I think.)
    *
    * Judge:
    *   Well, the testimony we've
    *   just heard seems to be very
    *   decisive.
    *
    * Judge:
    *   The only one that could have
    *   killed the victim was the
    *   defendant, Mr. Phoenix Wright!
    *
    * Dahlia:
    *   N-No! Please...!
    *   I-I never meant to
    *   incriminate him!
    *
    * Mia:
    *   (This is bad, Mia! If you
    *   don't do something, we're
    *   going to lose this!!)
    *
    * Mia:
    *   (Think again! What is it
    *   about this testimony that
    *   doesn't make sense...?)
    *
    * RETURN TO QUESTION
    *
    ********************************************
    
    *** She was listening to music. ************
    *
    * Mia:
    *   Your Honor! There is
    *   a problem with the
    *   witness's testimony!
    *
    * Judge:
    *   Wh-What do you mean!?
    *
    * Payne:
    *   Wh-What is this "problem"!?
    *
    * Mia:
    *   It's obvious. The problem is
    *   that she claims to have been
    *   listening to music!
    *
    * Payne:
    *   *OBJECTION!*
    *
    * Payne:
    *   A-Are you deaf!? Did you pay
    *   attention to the testimony!?
    *
    * Payne:
    *   She explained she was
    *   listening to music to cover
    *   up the sound of thunder!
    *
    * Judge:
    *   Ms. Fey! I must warn you that
    *   I can be even more frightening
    *   than Zeus when I'm angry!
    *
    * Mia:
    *   (Yikes! I'm in trouble now!)
    *
    * Judge:
    *   Well, the testimony we've
    *   just heard seems to be very
    *   decisive.
    *
    * Judge:
    *   The only one that could have
    *   killed the victim was the
    *   defendant, Mr. Phoenix Wright!
    *
    * Dahlia:
    *   N-No! Please...!
    *   I-I never meant to
    *   incriminate him!
    *
    * Mia:
    *   (This is bad, Mia! If you
    *   don't do something, we're
    *   going to lose this!!)
    *
    * Mia:
    *   (Think again! What is it
    *   about this testimony that
    *   doesn't make sense...?)
    *
    * RETURN TO QUESTION
    *
    ********************************************
    
    *** There was lightning. *******************
    *
    * CONTINUE
    *
    ********************************************
    
    Mia:
      Your Honor! There is
      a problem with the
      witness's testimony!
    
    Judge:
      Wh-What do you mean!?
    
    Mia:
      Didn't you notice?
      She said there was lightning,
      correct?
    
    Judge:
      Yes... What about it?
    
    Mia:
      Well, lightning is actually a
      large discharge of electricity
      in the atmosphere, am I right?
    
    Judge:
      Now's not the time for a
      science lesson, Ms. Fey!
    
    Mia:
      Yes, Your Honor. Anyway,
      since the cause of death
      was electrocution...
    
    Mia:
      ...isn't it possible that the
      victim died from being hit
      by a bolt of lightning!?
    
    Judge:
      Oh!
    
    Payne:
      Ah!
    
    Dahlia:
      ...!
    
    Judge:
      Hmm... I must admit that
      the thought had not
      occurred to me!
    
    Mia:
      (Just what kind of thoughts
      DO occur to this guy anyway?)
    
    Mia:
      This entire case is built on
      the premise that Mr. Doug
      Swallow was "murdered"...
    
    Mia:
      ...but that very premise
      itself is mistaken!
    
    Mia:
      The defense believes that
      Mr. Swallow was, in fact, the
      victim of a stray bolt!
    
    Judge:
      I-It appears the defense
      may be on to something!
    
    Judge:
      Could it be that the death
      was actually accidental?
    
    Mia:
      (Alright, you did it, Mia!)
    
    Mia:
      (I'll be taking that "Not
      Guilty" now if you don't--)
    
    Payne:
      *OBJECTION!*
    
    Payne:
      Hee, hee, hee, hee, hee...
    
    Payne:
      I'm hurt that you have such a
      low opinion of me, Ms. Fey.
    
    Mia:
      Huh...?
    
    Payne:
      I'm not a fool, you know.
      The prosecution has done its
      research, Your Honor.
    
    Payne:
      We found that there were
      no lightning strikes on
      that day at that location!
    
    Mia:
      Whaaa!?
    
    Payne:
      What's more...
    
    Payne:
      We have evidence that the
      electrical cable is definitely
      linked to this case.
    
    Judge:
      E-Evidence, Mr. Payne!?
      Well, what is this evidence?
    
    Payne:
      This affidavit.
    
    Judge:
      And who is this affidavit
      from?
    
    Payne:
      The Pharmacology students who
      were conducting experiments in
      their labs that day.
    
    Payne:
      Allow me to read out to the
      court the testimony of the
      Pharmacology students.
    
    Payne:
      "All equipment in the labs
      lost power all of a sudden at
      around 3:00 PM that day."
    
    Judge:
      Was it a blackout?
    
    Payne:
      All of the labs' equipment
      runs of high-voltage, Your
      Honor.
    
    Mia:
      So you're saying the equipment
      lost power because...
    
    Payne:
      Precisely.
      They lost power because of
      the severed electrical cable.
    
    Payne:
      The power outage occurred
      at approximately 3:00 PM...
    
    Judge:
      Which fits with the time of
      death listed in the autopsy
      report.
    
    Payne:
      Exactly! In other words...
    
    Payne:
      The victim died as a result of
      touching the severed
      electrical cable.
    
    Payne:
      According to the students,
      the cables were very old.
    
    Payne:
      They were planning on having
      them replaced in the near
      future.
    
    Judge:
      Hmm, I see...
    
    Payne:
      Apparently the cables had
      become so brittle...
    
    Payne:
      ...that even the smallest bump
      would've caused them to break.
    
    *Students' Testimony added
    to the Court Record.*
    
    Judge:
      However...
      There is one thing
      that troubles me.
    
    Judge:
      If the cable could have been
      broken by any small bump...
    
    Judge:
      ...then it wouldn't have
      snapped if it hadn't been
      bumped into, correct?
    
    Payne:
      W-Well... I suppose you could
      say that.
    
    Judge:
      Hmm, Ms. Fey.
    
    Judge:
      Do you have any thoughts
      regarding the cause of the
      severed cable?
    
    Mia:
      Y-Your Honor...
    
    Mia:
      (I don't like how this is
      looking one bit!)
    
    Mia:
      (I have to come up with
      something to try to regain
      some momentum!)
    
    Mia:
      If it pleases the court, the
      defense would like to state
      its opinion.
    
    Judge:
      Well then, let's hear it.
    
    Judge:
      Who or what was it that
      caused the cable to break?
    
    *** Present something wrong ****************
    *
    * Mia:
    *   *TAKE THAT!*
    *
    * Mia:
    *   This is it!
    *   This is why the cable snapped.
    *
    * Payne:
    *   Well, Your Honor?
    *
    * Judge:
    *   I believe that the only thing
    *   that has snapped is the mind
    *   of the defense.
    *
    * Payne:
    *   Ah, that was one of your best
    *   lines yet, Your Honor.
    *
    * Mia:
    *   Nnnfff...!
    *   (Ouch, that was harsh...)
    *
    * Mia:
    *   Please, Your Honor!
    *   Give me one more chance!
    *
    * RETURN TO QUESTION
    *
    ********************************************
    
    *Present Phoenix Wright profile*
    
    Mia:
      *TAKE THAT!*
    
    Mia:
      Your Honor.
      Please think back to
      Mr. Wright's testimony.
    
    Judge:
      The defendant's testimony?
    
    Mia:
      He said that after he pushed
      the victim, he heard a loud,
      sharp noise.
    
    Mia:
      Now, this happened at around
      3:00 PM, correct?
    
    Judge:
      Yes, that sounds right.
      Wait! Are you saying that...
    
    Mia:
      The lab equipment lost power
      at 2:55 PM... which fits right
      in Mr. Wright's timeline.
    
    Mia:
      In other words, it was
      Mr. Wright's shove that
      caused the power outage.
    
    Payne:
      Yes!
      The prosecution also came
      to that same conclusion.
    
    Payne:
      And it was that very shove
      that caused Mr. Swallow to be
      electrocuted!
    
    Mia:
      *OBJECTION!*
    
    Mia:
      I'm afraid I can't agree with
      you there, Mr. Payne.
    
    Payne:
      Wh-What's that supposed
      to mean?
    
    Mia:
      Take a good look at where
      the victim landed after being
      shoved.
    
    Mia:
      See the umbrella?
      It's by the electrical pole.
    
    Mia:
      That's right. The victim
      banged into that pole as a
      result of being pushed.
    
    Mia:
      It was that impact that caused
      the cable to break.
    
    Judge:
      Hmm... Well, that makes sense.
      And then the victim was
      electrocuted.
    
    Mia:
      I'm sorry Your Honor, but no.
      It doesn't make sense at all.
    
    Mia:
      If the victim was shoved into
      the far pole...
    
    Mia:
      ...then he couldn't have been
      electrocuted by this severed
      cable in the foreground here!
    
    Payne:
      AAAAAAAAAAHH!!
    
    Mia:
      In other words...
    
    Mia:
      Someone other than my client
      must have electrocuted the
      victim!
    
    Judge:
      Order!
      Order in the court!
    
    Mia:
      (Ah, the lamentations of
      my enemy. How I've longed
      to hear them!)
    
    Judge:
      It-It's true...
      The defense is
      absolutely correct!
    
    Judge:
      There doesn't seem to be any
      way the defendant could have
      done it--
    
    Dahlia:
      Umm...
      Mr. Judge, sir?
      May I say something?
    
    Dahlia:
      The madame attorney's
      explanation...
    
    Dahlia:
      She said some things that are
      a little different than I
      remember them.
    
    Judge:
      Wh-Wh-
    
    Payne:
      Wh-Wh-
    
    Mia:
      What the...!?
    
    Dahlia:
      Please, just once more.
    
    Dahlia:
      May I please testify one
      last time?
      Please... Mr. Judge?
    
    Judge:
      Of course it's alright!
    
    Judge:
      Just go right ahead and give
      your new testimony!
    
    Mia:
      (This is it...)
    
    Mia:
      (She's finally starting to
      show her true colors!)
    
    -------------------------------------------------------------------------------
    
    WITNESS TESTIMONY
    -- What I Witnessed, Part 2 --
    
    (1)
    Dahlia:
      The truth is...
      Feenie pushed him twice.
    
    (2)
    Dahlia:
      The first time was into the
      electrical pole.
      That's when the cable broke.
    
    (3)
    Dahlia:
      Then Dougie tried his best
      to run away from him...
    
    (4)
    Dahlia:
      But Feenie caught up and
      crashed into him from behind.
    
    (5)
    Dahlia:
      The cable snapping, and Dougie
      being electrocuted -- it all
      occured in less than a minute.
    
    --------------------------------------------
    
    Judge:
      Hmm...
      So after being shoved...
    
    Judge:
      ...the victim got up and
      tried to run away.
    
    Payne:
      And that is when the
      defendant pushed him for the
      second time.
    
    Dahlia:
      I'm so sorry, Feenie...
      But I... I just have to tell
      the truth.
    
    Dahlia:
      Am I doing the right thing?
      Am I, Mr. Judge?
    
    Dahlia:
      Of course you are, my dear!
      As painful as it may seem,
      you are.
    
    Judge:
      Now then, Ms. Fey.
      You may proceed with your
      cross-examination!
    
    -------------------------------------------------------------------------------
    
    CROSS EXAMINATION
    -- What I Witnessed, Part 2 --
    
    (1)
    Dahlia:
      The truth is...
      Feenie pushed him twice.
    
         Mia:
           *HOLD IT!*
    
         Mia:
           Ms. Hawthorne...
           Previously in your testimony
           you said the following...
    
         Mia:
           "Actually, I didn't see the
           moment he pushed Dougie."
    
         Dahlia:
           I know... I-I'm sorry.
           I wanted to protect Feenie.
    
         Mia:
           So that's why you basically
           lied to the court?
    
         Dahlia:
           I was a bad girl... I know...
           Um, Mr. Judge?
    
         Judge:
           Y-Yes?
    
         Dahlia:
           Would you please, please
           forgive little old me?
    
         Mia:
           Of course he won't!
           What you did is called
           "perjury"...
    
         Judge:
           Oh, come now!
           It was just a little old
           white lie!
    
         Judge:
           We'll forget it this time!
           But please be more careful
           from now on, alright?
    
         Dahlia:
           Oh, thank you so much,
           Mr. Judge.
    
         Judge:
           Not at all!
           Ho ho ho...!
    
         Mia:
           (The judge had better be more
           careful himself! A dark alley
           is friendlier than that girl!)
    
    (2)
    Dahlia:
      The first time was into the
      electrical pole.
      That's when the cable broke.
    
         Mia:
           *HOLD IT!*
    
         Mia:
           You're saying you actually saw
           the victim get pushed into the
           electrical pole?
    
         Dahlia:
           I know he doesn't look it, but
           Feenie can be a bit of an imp
           when he wants to be.
    
         Mia:
           (Oh, really...?)
    
         Dahlia:
           But I never imagined that he
           would cause an electrical
           cable to break...
    
         Dahlia:
           Feenie really is scary
           when he gets mad...
    
         Judge:
           Yes, he sounds like a very
           dangerous individual indeed.
    
    (3)
    Dahlia:
      Then Dougie tried his best
      to run away from him...
    
         Mia:
           *HOLD IT!*
    
         Mia:
           So let me get this straight.
    
         Mia:
           You were happily listening to
           music on your headphones while
           you watched this scene unfold?
    
         Dahlia:
           Waaaaah...
    
         Payne:
           *OBJECTION!*
    
         Payne:
           Ms. Fey! I'll have to ask you
           to stop badgering the witness!
    
         Dahlia:
           Umm... I wasn't happy...
           I was so scared that I
           couldn't even move.
    
         Dahlia:
           All I could do was stand there
           and cheer them on...
    
         Mia:
           Ch-Cheer them on?
           What do you mean by that?
    
         Dahlia:
           Well, I wished the best for
           them both, and that they would
           each give the fight their all.
    
         Judge:
           Hmm...
           That's very sweet of you
           to be so supportive.
    
         Payne:
           And what happened after that?
    
    (4)
    Dahlia:
      But Feenie caught up and
      crashed into him from behind.
    
         Mia:
           *HOLD IT!*
    
         Mia:
           That doesn't sound quite
           right...
    
         Mia:
           There were handprints found
           on the chest of the victim's
           leather jacket.
    
         Mia:
           Mr. Payne, were there also
           prints found on the back of
           his leather jacket?
    
         Payne:
           W-Well, um...
           N-No, there weren't...
    
         Dahlia:
           Madame Fey, may I suggest
           that you listen a little more
           carefully?
    
         Mia:
           ...!?
    
         Dahlia:
           I said that he "crashed" into
           him from behind, right?
    
         Dahlia:
           My Feenie wouldn't leave any
           prints behind in that case,
           would he?
    
         Mia:
           Unngghh...
    
    (5)
    Dahlia:
      The cable snapping, and Dougie
      being electrocuted -- it all
      occured in less than a minute.
    
         Mia:
           *HOLD IT!*
    
         Mia:
           Did you actually witness the
           moment the victim was
           electrocuted?
    
         Dahlia:
           I-I'm sorry.
           I didn't actually see it.
    
         Dahlia:
           I... I turned my eyes away...
    
         Payne:
           That's understandable.
    
         Judge:
           Yes indeed. It would have
           been a horrific sight for
           anyone to behold.
    
    --------------------------------------------
    
    Mia:
      (If I don't figure out the
      contradiction here...)
    
    Mia:
      (...it's all over!)
    
    Mia:
      (She didn't have much time
      to come up with her lie, so
      this is my best chance.)
    
    Mia:
      (There must be a hole in her
      testimony somewhere!
      Think, Mia!)
    
    RETURN TO THE START OF CROSS-EXAMINATION
    
    -------------------------------------------------------------------------------
    
    *Present Crime Photo 2 or Students' Testimony* at (5)
    
    Mia:
      *OBJECTION!*
    
    Mia:
      That's enough, witness.
    
    Dahlia:
      I'm afraid I don't
      understand...
    
    Mia:
      You will in a minute.
      Could you please take a look
      at this picture?
    
    Dahlia:
      Oh. That medicine...
      That's the one Feenie likes
      to take for his cold.
    
    Mia:
      It's not the medicine I want
      you to look at...
    
    Mia:
      It's the wristwatch.
    
    Mia:
      It stopped at the precise time
      the victim was electrocuted.
    
    Mia:
      In other words... 3:05 PM.
    
    Judge:
      Yes, and your point is,
      Ms. Fey...?
    
    Mia:
      My point is this!
    
    Mia:
      What time was it when the lab
      suffered that power outage due
      to the cable snapping?
    
    Payne:
      Well, according to the
      students' testimony, the
      answer is clear.
    
    Payne:
      It was 2:55 PM...
      Yeeaaaaaaarrrgghhh!!
    
    Mia:
      Would you care to explain to
      the court, Ms. Dahlia
      Hawthorne...
    
    Mia:
      ...what exactly happened
      during this 10 minute
      interval!?
    
    Dahlia:
      ...!
    
    Mia:
      The defense proposes that...
    
    Mia:
      ...it was during this interval
      that the real murderer killed
      Mr. Doug Swallow!
    
    Judge:
      Or-Order! Order in the court!
      What is this all ab--
    
    Payne:
      *OBJECTION!*
    
    Payne:
      Th-This is nonsense!
      The "real murderer"...!?
    
    Mia:
      *OBJECTION!*
    
    Mia:
      Even you can't deny that the
      time between the cable break-
      ing and the electrocution...
    
    Mia:
      ...are completely unaccounted
      for!
    
    Payne:
      *OBJECTION!*
    
    Payne:
      Th-Then who was it!?
      Who else are you saying
      could've done it!?
    
    Mia:
      There's only one person
      who could have murdered
      Mr. Swallow.
    
    Mia:
      Only after my client
      had left the scene...
    
    Mia:
      ...was there a window of
      opportunity for the real
      killer!
    
    Judge:
      Ms. Fey.
    
    Judge:
      Is the defense ready to indict
      someone as this "real killer"?
    
    Mia:
      (It's finally time.)
    
    Mia:
      (This is the moment I've
      been waiting for.)
    
    Mia:
      Yes, Your Honor.
      We are ready.
    
    Judge:
      Very well.
      But remember!
    
    Judge:
      If you accuse the wrong
      person, you will be penalized.
    
    Judge:
      Think very carefully before
      you speak, Ms. Fey.
    
    Judge:
      Now then, Ms. Fey.
      Let's have it.
      Who is the "real killer"!?
    
    xxx Present something wrong xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
    x
    x Mia:
    x   *TAKE THAT!*
    x
    x Judge:
    x   ...
    x
    x Payne:
    x   ......
    x
    x Dahlia:
    x   .........
    x
    x Judge:
    x   What's that supposed to be!?
    x
    x Mia:
    x   Err... Umm...
    x   A bout of youthful
    x   indiscretion! ...Your Honor!
    x
    x Judge:
    x   Maybe so, but I still have to
    x   penalize you.
    x
    x Mia:
    x   (Unngggh... No way!
    x   I won't let it end like this!)
    x
    x Judge:
    x   Now this time, I expect you
    x   to think a bit more carefully!
    x
    x RETURN TO QUESTION
    x
    xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
    
    *Present Dahlia Hawthorne profile*
    
    Mia:
      *TAKE THAT!*
    
    Mia:
      It could only have been you,
      Dahlia Hawthorne!
    
    Dahlia:
      Waaaaah!
      H-How... H-How can you...!
    
    Payne:
      *OBJECTION!*
    
    Payne:
      Th-The defense is grasping
      at straws!
    
    Mia:
      Ten minutes passed between
      the time the cable broke and
      the time of the electrocution!
    
    Mia:
      What exactly were you
      doing that whole time,
      Ms. Hawthorne?
    
    Mia:
      Were you really listening to
      some music while "cheering
      them both on" as they fought?
    
    Mia:
      I find it hard to believe that
      you didn't lift a finger to
      stop the men "dearest" to you!
    
    Judge:
      Order! Order!
      Ms. Fey!
    
    Judge:
      Wh-What... I mean, why...
      That is to say...
    
    Mia:
      Ms. Hawthorne! I believe you
      did witness the two men
      fighting on that day. However!
    
    Mia:
      After Mr. Wright pushed the
      victim, and subsequently left
      the scene...
    
    Mia:
      ...it was YOU who pushed
      Mr. Swallow to his death
      by your very own hands!
    
    Dahlia:
      AAAAAAAAHHH!!!
    
    Dahlia:
      H-How can you say something
      so mean, Madame Fey...!
      I... I didn't do anything...!
    
    Judge:
      Ms. Fey!
      This is a very serious
      charge you are--
    
    Phoenix:
      *HOLD IT!*
    
    Phoenix:
      Your Honor!
      P-Please, I have something
      I want to say!
    
    Phoenix:
      *achoo*
    
    Judge:
      Y-Y-You!
      Wh-What is it!?
    
    Phoenix:
      Please... Please strike
      everything the defense said
      just now from the record!
    
    Mia:
      What the...!?
      Are you daft!?
    
    Phoenix:
      You're totally wrong,
      Miss Fey!
    
    Phoenix:
      Dollie...
      She...
    
    Phoenix:
      She couldn't do something
      like that!
    
    Judge:
      Mr. Wright!!
      Get back in your seat!
    
    Judge:
      Bailiff!
      Grab that man!
    
    Phoenix:
      Aaaarrgghh... *achoo* *achoo*
      Leave my Dollie alone!
      *achoo* *cough*
    
    -------------------------------------------------------------------------------
    
    ? ? ?:
      ...
      *sigh*
      That boy...
    
    Grossberg:
      He's gotten himself in
      way over his head.
    
    Mia:
      Oh...!
      Mr. Grossberg! You're back!
    
    Grossberg:
      It seems I've arrived just
      in the nick of time.
    
    Grossberg:
      I found the police report
      on that incident in your
      newspaper clipping!
    
    *Police Report added
    to the Court Record.*
    
    Mia:
      Thank you so much!
      This is exactly what I was
      hoping for!
    
    Grossberg:
      You'd better take a good
      look at it...
    
    Grossberg:
      It... err... details how you
      came to lose your boyfriend.
    
    Judge:
      Now then, the defense
      has made a very serious
      accusation.
    
    Judge:
      Mr. Payne, what do you have
      to say about this?
    
    Payne:
      W-Well really, Your Honor...
      I... I... That is I...
    
    Dahlia:
      May I interrupt you for
      just a moment,
      Mr. Prosecutor?
    
    Payne:
      Ah, don't you worry, my
      dear. I have this situation
      well in hand.
    
    Dahlia:
      ...
      ...
      *sniffle*
    
    Payne:
      Err, that is I... Um...
      G-G-Go right ahead.
    
    Dahlia:
      Madame Fey, are you
      seriously accusing me of
      killing my sweet Dougie?
    
    Mia:
      Yes. I am.
    
    Mia:
      Not only am I saying you
      murdered Doug Swallow...
    
    Mia:
      ...but you also tried to pin
      the whole thing on your
      current lover, Phoenix Wright!
    
    Payne:
      *OBJECTION!*
    
    Payne:
      I told you that you should
      let me handle this...
    
    Dahlia:
      ...
      ...
      *weep*
    
    Payne:
      Urk. Sorry.
      P-Please go ahead.
    
    Dahlia:
      How can you say that!?
      I'm absolutely devoted to my
      dear Feenie.
    
    Dahlia:
      The notion that I would try
      to frame him is ludicrous!
    
    Dahlia:
      This is all just too much for
      poor little me to bear!!
    
    Grossberg:
      Ah, I believe the girl is
      trying to ask what on Earth
      her motive would be.
    
    Mia:
      (The answer to that lies
      somewhere in this police
      report. It must!)
    
    --------------------------------------------
    
    Mia:
      Eight months ago, an incident
      occurred in the basement
      cafeteria of this building.
    
    Mia:
      And then...
      that same day the two of
      them "accidentally" meet...
    
    --------------------------------------------
    
    Mia:
      Your Honor.
    
    Mia:
      The defense requests further
      testimony from Ms. Dahlia
      Hawthorne!
    
    Judge:
      F-Further testimony...?
      What about?
    
    Mia:
      About the events of the day
      when she first met the
      defendant, Mr. Phoenix Wright.
    
    Payne:
      *OBJECTION!*
    
    Payne:
      What could that possibly have
      to do with this case!?
    
    Mia:
      *OBJECTION!*
    
    Mia:
      The witness claims that she
      has no reason to frame the
      defendant, am I correct?
    
    Mia:
      Well I have evidence that
      suggests that she, in fact,
      had a very good reason!
    
    Judge:
      Very well then, the court
      grants the defense's request.
    
    Judge:
      Young lady.
      Would you mind staying on
      for just a bit longer?
    
    Dahlia:
      Of course not, Mr. Judge.
    
    Mia:
      (Get ready for the battle of
      your life, Dahlia Hawthorne!)
    
    -------------------------------------------------------------------------------
    
    WITNESS TESTIMONY
    -- How I Met My Feenie --
    
    (1)
    Dahlia:
      I first met my darling Feenie
      eight months ago.
    
    (2)
    Dahlia:
      It's like we were destined to
      meet in this very courthouse's
      basement reading room.
    
    (3)
    Dahlia:
      The moment our eyes met,
      my heart skipped a beat!
    
    (4)
    Dahlia:
      We've been going out ever
      since that fateful day.
    
    (5)
    Phoenix:
      We're so lovey-wuvey we
      literally make people sick!
      It's just jealousy, I think...
    
    --------------------------------------------
    
    Judge:
      Mr. Wright! Do that again and
      you will be held in contempt
      of court!
    
    Mia:
      (And now we enter the final
      act of our little drama!)
    
    Grossberg:
      As we used to say in the days
      of my youth, "Go get her!"
    
    -------------------------------------------------------------------------------
    
    CROSS EXAMINATION
    -- How I Met My Feenie --
    
    (1)
    Dahlia:
      I first met my darling Feenie
      eight months ago.
    
         Mia:
           *HOLD IT!*
    
         Mia:
           So until that time, you had
           been dating Doug Swallow?
    
         Dahlia:
           Y-Yes.
           I'm a real fool, I know.
    
         Dahlia:
           Letting my emotions change
           so quickly...
           I'm ashamed of myself.
    
         Judge:
           No, no. Not at all!
    
         Judge:
           Look at me!
           I'm infamous for changing
           my mind!
    
         Judge:
           My critics have even taken
           to calling me "Judge Fickle"!
           Ho! Ho! Ho!
    
         Mia:
           (Maybe you should look for
           a different line of work...)
    
         Grossberg:
           Despite that, however, he
           always, always hands down
           the correct verdict.
    
         Grossberg:
           That's why some people also
           call him "The Great Judgini".
    
    (2)
    Dahlia:
      It's like we were destined to
      meet in this very courthouse's
      basement reading room.
    
         Mia:
           *HOLD IT!*
    
         Mia:
           The courthouse reading room?
           That's a strange place to meet
           the love of your life.
    
         Dahlia:
           That's not true, Madame Fey.
           After all, Feenie was...
    
         Dahlia:
           Feenie was not only an art
           student, but he was also
           planning on becoming a lawyer.
    
         Mia:
           I'm not talking about him.
           I'm talking about you,
           Ms. Hawthorne.
    
         Mia:
           What was a literature student
           like you doing in a courthouse
           reading room?
    
         Payne:
           *OBJECTION!*
    
         Payne:
           This line of questioning is a
           waste of time! It has nothing
           to do with our murder case!
    
         Judge:
           Ms. Fey, I'm warning you.
           If this has nothing to do
           with Mr. Swallow's case...
    
         Mia:
           (I have to remember the
           judge is on Dahlia's side.
           I'd better tread carefully...)
    
         *** Wait and see ***************************
         *
         * Mia:
         *   (Mia, if the judge gets any
         *   angrier, you'll lose the
         *   whole case!)
         *
         * Mia:
         *   (I'll just have to hold my
         *   tongue for the time being.)
         *
         * Judge:
         *   Now then, young lady, please
         *   go on with your testimony.
         *
         * Judge:
         *   Tell us about the time you
         *   first met Phoenix Wright.
         *
         ********************************************
    
         *** Keep pressing **************************
         *
         * Mia:
         *   Your Honor, if you'll allow me
         *   some latitude, I think I can
         *   establish relevance.
         *
         * Mia:
         *   Please ask her to continue
         *   on with her testimony!
         *
         * Judge:
         *   Very well.
         *   Young lady, I've got a simple
         *   question for you.
         *
         * Judge:
         *   What were you doing downstairs
         *   in the courthouse reading
         *   room?
         *
         * Dahlia:
         *   If it pleases Your Honor,
         *   the answer is simply this.
         *
         * ADD STATEMENT (2b)
         *
         ********************************************
    
    (2b)
    Dahlia:
      I had come to this courthouse
      to do some research for a
      paper I was writing.
    
         Mia:
           *HOLD IT!*
    
         Mia:
           You were writing a paper?
           On what?
    
         Dahlia:
           On the relationship between
           modern Senryu poetry and
           the criminal underworld.
    
         Judge:
           Ho ho ho. That sounds like a
           fascinating research idea.
    
         Dahlia:
           "Am I getting old?
           Now I've even forgotten
           what I've forgotten..."
    
         Mia:
           (Again with the mid-life
           crisis stuff!?)
    
         Grossberg:
           Mia, why did that girl really
           come to this courthouse? Isn't
           that what you wanted to know?
    
         Grossberg:
           And speaking of forgetting
           things, you haven't forgotten
           the police report, have you?
    
         Grossberg:
           I went through a lot of
           trouble to get it, m'dear, so
           be sure to read it carefully.
    
    (3)
    Dahlia:
      The moment our eyes met,
      my heart skipped a beat!
    
         Mia:
           *HOLD IT!*
    
         Mia:
           Hmm... So what was it about
           Mr. Wright that made your
           heart malfunction like that?
    
         Mia:
           In my personal opinion, he
           just looks like a typical
           snotty-nosed college brat.
    
         Dahlia:
           Perhaps to a woman your age.
           But to me, Feenie is handsome!
    
         Mia:
           Perhaps to you, Ms. Hawthorne.
           But to the rest of the planet,
           he's a dime a dozen.
    
         Payne:
           *OBJECTION!*
    
         Payne:
           Love is a mysterious thing,
           and I object to this line of
           questioning!
    
         Payne:
           If you were to look at my wife
           for example, you might all
           be shocked!
    
         Judge:
           He's telling the truth.
           It was truly, truly shocking.
    
         Dahlia:
           "Beautiful mushroom,
           growing tall in the darkness.
           It comes from cow dung."
    
         Dahlia:
           That's the poem that best
           describes how I feel about my
           Feenie.
    
    (4)
    Dahlia:
      We've been going out ever
      since that fateful day.
    
         Mia:
           *HOLD IT!*
    
         Mia:
           Were there any bad feelings
           between you and Mr. Swallow?
    
         Dahlia:
           No, none at all.
           We parted on very good terms.
    
         Mia:
           But that can't be!
    
         Payne:
           *OBJECTION!*
    
         Payne:
           Our investigation also shows
           that it was a clean breakup.
    
         Mia:
           Huh...
           Are you... Are you sure?
    
         Payne:
           Yes, it seems that they both
           wanted it that way.
    
         Mia:
           (So the victim wanted to
           break up with her...?)
    
         *** Press further **************************
         *
         * Mia:
         *   So you're saying that
         *   Mr. Swallow also wanted
         *   to break up with you?
         *
         * Dahlia:
         *   W-Well, y-you see...
         *
         * Payne:
         *   *OBJECTION!*
         *
         * Payne:
         *   What a cruel thing to ask a
         *   lovely young lady like this!
         *
         * Payne:
         *   ...
         *   By the way, I have never ONCE
         *   considered leaving MY wife!
         *
         * Judge:
         *   No one cares, Mr. Payne.
         *
         * Mia:
         *   (She didn't deny it...
         *   That must mean...)
         *
         * Mia:
         *   (Doug Swallow must have
         *   seen through her little act.)
         *
         * Mia:
         *   (He must have gotten a
         *   glimpse of her true nature.)
         *
         ********************************************
    
         *** Back off *******************************
         *
         * Mia:
         *   (What did the victim think
         *   of Dahlia Hawthorne...?)
         *
         * Mia:
         *   (Well, I guess I don't have
         *   to think about that now...)
         *
         ********************************************
    
    --------------------------------------------
    
    Grossberg:
      Listen to me, Mia.
      That woman has the judge in
      the palm of her hand, you see.
    
    Grossberg:
      So the only way to discredit
      her is to find a contradiction
      in her testimony!
    
    RETURN TO THE START OF CROSS-EXAMINATION
    
    -------------------------------------------------------------------------------
    
    *Present Police Report* at (2b)
    
    Mia:
      *OBJECTION!*
    
    Mia:
      Ms. Hawthorne, you weren't
      here because of your research
      paper, were you?
    
    Mia:
      Didn't you actually come here
      for a much more important
      reason?
    
    Dahlia:
      ...!
    
    Payne:
      *OBJECTION!*
    
    Payne:
      Wh-What is the meaning of
      that cocky smile on your face,
      Ms. Fey!?
    
    Mia:
      Eight months ago, right here
      in this very courthouse,
      there was another tragedy.
    
    Payne:
      Another tragedy...?
    
    Judge:
      Do you mean the incident
      in which an attorney was
      poisoned?
    
    Dahlia:
      ...
    
    Mia:
      The name of the suspect
      in that incident is listed
      here in this report.
    
    Mia:
      And that name is...
      Dahlia Hawthorne!
    
    Payne:
      What!?
    
    Judge:
      D-Dahlia H-Hawthorne!?
    
    Mia:
      Yes! The sweetie-pie of
      everyone's eye, Ms. Dahlia
      Hawthorne!
    
    Mia:
      She was the prime suspect
      in a criminal case just eight
      months ago!
    
    Judge:
      Order! Order! Order!
      ...
      Th-This is unbelievable!
    
    Judge:
      It's true then...
      The loveliest rose can hide
      the cruelest thorn...
    
    Payne:
      *OBJECTION!*
    
    Payne:
      Ms. Fey!
      Th-That's not fair!
    
    Payne:
      You can't slander my witness
      with an unrelated case!
    
    Dahlia:
      Umm...
    
    Payne:
      I, Winston Payne, will not
      allow it!
    
    Dahlia:
      Mr. Prosecutor...
      I believe I was speaking.
    
    Payne:
      Urk. P-Pardon me...
      G-Go right ahead...
    
    Dahlia:
      It's true that about
      eight months ago...
    
    Dahlia:
      ...the police expressed some
      interest in me.
    
    Judge:
      Hmm...
      Expressed some interest, huh?
    
    Dahlia:
      Mr. Judge, sir... I know I'm
      under oath, so I'll tell you
      the absolute truth.
    
    Dahlia:
      I did not commit the crime
      that occurred during that
      incident eight months ago.
    
    Judge:
      I see...
    
    Mia:
      (OK... I've tied the
      two crimes together!)
    
    Mia:
      (Now I've just got to stay on
      the offensive!)
    
    Grossberg:
      Well done, Mia!
    
    Grossberg:
      Ooohhh...
      You've really lit a fire in my
      heart... And my buttocks!
    
    Grossberg:
      I can hardly tell which is
      more inflamed, my spirit...
      or my hemorrhoids!
    
    -------------------------------------------------------------------------------
    
    WITNESS TESTIMONY
    -- The Poisoning --
    
    (1)
    Dahlia:
      I met the lawyer who was
      poisoned to discuss something
      in the cafeteria that day.
    
    (2)
    Dahlia:
      I left my seat for just a
      moment, and that's when
      it happened!
    
    (3)
    Dahlia:
      From what I heard, it was
      a liquid poison that is lethal
      at just 2 teaspoons.
    
    (4)
    Dahlia:
      Not only that, I heard it was
      a very special kind of poison.
    
    (5)
    Dahlia:
      So you see, I'm innocent!
      I wouldn't even know where
      to get a poison like that!
    
    --------------------------------------------
    
    Judge:
      Hmm...
      So that's what happened
      here eight months ago.
    
    Payne:
      However, as you've heard from
      the witness's testimony, she
      had nothing to do with it.
    
    Payne:
      I think the defense is
      just about out of tricks...
    
    Mia:
      I'm terribly sorry, Mr. Payne.
    
    Mia:
      But I'm afraid the defense has
      many more tricks up its
      sleeve today.
    
    Mia:
      And I'll be sure to show them
      to you before the end of this
      cross-examination!
    
    Payne:
      Unnggh!
    
    Payne:
      What the...!?
      Why does the defense
      suddenly feel stronger...?
    
    Grossberg:
      Aha! Mia!
      You're glowing with a true
      lawyer's aura, m'dear!
    
    Grossberg:
      That proud posture and
      self-confidence!
      Absolutely smashing!
    
    -------------------------------------------------------------------------------
    
    CROSS EXAMINATION
    -- The Poisoning --
    
    (1)
    Dahlia:
      I met the lawyer who was
      poisoned to discuss something
      in the cafeteria that day.
    
         Mia:
           *HOLD IT!*
    
         Mia:
           What were you talking about
           with the defense attorney?
    
         Dahlia:
           Well I... I'm sorry, but
           that's confidential.
    
         Judge:
           According to the report,
           you were being interviewed
           regarding another case.
    
         Dahlia:
           The lawyer that was killed...
    
         Dahlia:
           He said he wanted to talk
           about an incident I was caught
           up in when I was younger.
    
         Mia:
           Why don't you tell us all
           what that incident was?
    
         Payne:
           *OBJECTION!*
    
         Payne:
           That has absolutely nothing
           at all to do with this case!
    
         Judge:
           Objection sustained.
           The defense's question is
           stricken from the record.
    
         Mia:
           You get involved in a lot of
           "incidents", don't you,
           Ms. Hawthorne?
    
         Dahlia:
           Well, I guess I was just
           born under a bad sign.
    
         Phoenix:
           Don't worry, Dollie!
           I'll protect you!
    
         Judge:
           You heard the man.
           Now THAT is true love,
           young lady!
    
         Dahlia:
           Oh, Feenie...
           Please...
    
         Mia:
           (*gag* Those two really are
           making me ill. Albeit for
           decidedly different reasons.)
    
    (2)
    Dahlia:
      I left my seat for just a
      moment, and that's when
      it happened!
    
         Mia:
           *HOLD IT!*
    
         Mia:
           How long were you gone?
    
         Dahlia:
           I've already answered all
           these questions for the
           police...
    
         Dahlia:
           But if you must know, maybe
           10 or 20 minutes...
    
         Mia:
           And where were you during
           that stretch of time?
           Using the toilet?
    
         Phoenix:
           What are you SAYING,
           Miss Fey!?
    
         Phoenix:
           Toilet!?
           My perfect little Dollie
           doesn't poop!
    
         Judge:
           You heard the defendant,
           Ms. Fey.
           Better luck next time.
    
         Dahlia:
           Oh, Feenie...
           Please...
    
         Payne:
           The police have already
           looked into this whole matter.
    
         Payne:
           This line of questioning is
           nothing but a waste of the
           court's time!
    
         Judge:
           Objection sustained.
           Ms. Hawthorne, please
           continue with your testimony.
    
    (3)
    Dahlia:
      From what I heard, it was
      a liquid poison that is lethal
      at just 2 teaspoons.
    
         Mia:
           *HOLD IT!*
    
         Mia:
           About how much liquid is
           2 teaspoons?
    
         Judge:
           Hmm, well let me see...
    
         Judge:
           My bottle of eyedrops says
           it's 1/2 fluid ounce... Which
           is equal to 3 teaspoons...
    
         Mia:
           (So it's about two-thirds
           of that amount, huh...)
    
         Dahlia:
           The poison was found in the
           lawyer's mug of coffee.
    
         Dahlia:
           It must have been after I
           left the table...
    
         Dahlia:
           Someone must have quietly
           slipped it in there.
    
    (4)
    Dahlia:
      Not only that, I heard it was
      a very special kind of poison.
    
         Mia:
           *HOLD IT!*
    
         Mia:
           A "special kind of poison"?
           How so?
    
         Dahlia:
           Well, I heard that it's
           almost impossible to detect.
    
         Judge:
           Oh? And where would something
           like that come from...?
    
         Dahlia:
           I'm sorry... All I know is
           what I overheard the
           policemen saying.
    
         Dahlia:
           They said something about
           using advanced chemical
           processes to purify it...
    
         Judge:
           "Chemical processes"...?
           Well, well... That's quite...
    
         Judge:
           ...impressive.
           Most impressive...
    
         Mia:
           (The better question is, how
           did the criminal get something
           like that?)
    
    (5)
    Dahlia:
      So you see, I'm innocent!
      I wouldn't even know where
      to get a poison like that!
    
         Mia:
           *HOLD IT!*
    
         Mia:
           And that's the reason they
           didn't arrest you?
    
         Mia:
           Because no one could show
           how you could've gotten the
           poison?
    
         Dahlia:
           I think that's a good enough
           reason, Madame Fey.
    
         Payne:
           She's right. And I think we've
           all had enough of Ms. Fey's
           questions!
    
         Judge:
           Hmm...
    
    --------------------------------------------
    
    Grossberg:
      So in essence, the main reason
      Ms. Hawthorne was never
      arrested for this crime...
    
    Grossberg:
      ...was because no one could
      show how she could have
      obtained the poison.
    
    Mia:
      Then all we have to do is find
      a way to establish how she
      could've gotten some, right?
    
    Mia:
      (Great... Now just how did a
      lit. student get a hold of
      poison, of all things...?)
    
    RETURN TO THE START OF CROSS-EXAMINATION
    
    -------------------------------------------------------------------------------
    
    *Present Doug Swallow profile* at (5)
    
    Mia:
      *OBJECTION!*
    
    Mia:
      You wouldn't know how
      to get that kind of poison?
      I don't believe you.
    
    Dahlia:
      What...!?
    
    Mia:
      In fact, you had easy
      access to that kind of
      poison, didn't you?
    
    Mia:
      At your boyfriend's lab!
    
    Judge:
      B-Boyfriend!?
      You mean the victim,
      Doug Swallow!?
    
    Mia:
      That's right. Up until eight
      months ago, Ms. Hawthorne
      was dating Mr. Swallow.
    
    Mia:
      And if you'll recall,
      Mr. Swallow was a Pharmacology
      student at Ivy University.
    
    Payne:
      Ph-Ph-Pharmacology...
    
    Mia:
      His laboratory contained
      highly advanced chemistry
      equipment.
    
    Mia:
      In fact, without such
      equipment...
    
    Mia:
      ...the culprit could never
      have obtained such a rare
      and special poison!
    
    Dahlia:
      ...!
    
    Mia:
      Well, Ms. Hawthorne?
      It seems you had access to
      such a poison after all.
    
    Mia:
      And then, it was a matter of
      slipping it into the victim's
      coffee when he wasn't looking.
    
    Mia:
      The only person who could've
      done that was the one sitting
      at his very table -- you!
    
    Dahlia:
      NOOOOOOOOOOOO!!
    
    Judge:
      Order! Order! Order!
      C-C-Could it be...!?
    
    Payne:
      *OBJECTION!*
    
    Payne:
      Th-That's nothing but a
      baseless accus--
    
    Dahlia:
      May I say something, Madame
      Fey?
    
    Mia:
      What is it, Ms. Hawthorne?
    
    Dahlia:
      The amount of poison in
      the coffee was 2 teaspoons,
      correct?
    
    Dahlia:
      In order to carry that much
      liquid... you would need some
      kind of container.
    
    Judge:
      Well, yes... That's true.
    
    Dahlia:
      I was searched immediately
      after the incident took place.
    
    Payne:
      Quite true. In fact the
      entire courthouse was
      turned upside down.
    
    Dahlia:
      But... they didn't find a
      suspicious container
      anywhere, did they?
    
    Mia:
      (She's right...
      They even mentioned that
      in the report!)
    
    Mia:
      W-Well, you could've easily
      gotten rid of something that
      small!
    
    Dahlia:
      Excuse me, Madame, but this
      is a court of law!
    
    Dahlia:
      If you're saying I threw the
      poison container away...
    
    Dahlia:
      ...I think you need to show
      some kind of proof!
    
    Mia:
      P-Proof...!?
      (She got me good with that!)
    
    Judge:
      Provide some evidence or
      I'll have to disallow this
      line of questioning, Ms. Fey!
    
    Grossberg:
      Unless we can come up
      with some evidence, we're
      going to lose this lead!
    
    Mia:
      (The police conducted a full
      body search of Dahlia and of
      the entire courthouse.)
    
    Mia:
      (And yet the container holding
      the poison disappeared right
      after the crime occurred...)
    
    Judge:
      If you're going to accuse the
      young lady of committing the
      murder...
    
    Judge:
      ...then where is the container
      the poison was carried in?
      What happened to it?
    
    xxx Present something wrong xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
    x
    x Mia:
    x   *TAKE THAT!*
    x
    x Judge:
    x   ...
    x
    x Payne:
    x   ...
    x   ......
    x
    x Dahlia:
    x   ...
    x   ......
    x   .........
    x
    x Judge:
    x   Ms. Fey...
    x   I'm sure even you understand.
    x
    x Judge:
    x   In a narrative, this is what
    x   they call the "moment of
    x   truth"! And you've ruined it!
    x
    x Dahlia:
    x   That's correct, Mr. Judge...
    x   But you play your part so
    x   well.
    x
    x Judge:
    x   Leave it to me, young lady!
    x   It's my job, after all!
    x
    x Mia:
    x   (Ohhh...!
    x   Don't do it, Mia! Don't cry!)
    x
    x Grossberg:
    x   You're so close, Mia!
    x   Don't give up!
    x   Think!
    x
    x RETURN TO QUESTION
    x
    xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
    
    *Present Dahlia's Present or Phoenix Wright profile*
    
    Mia:
      *TAKE THAT!*
    
    Mia:
      You were forced to get
      rid of the container in a
      hurry, weren't you?
    
    Mia:
      And that's why you passed
      it on to someone that had
      nothing to do with the case!
    
    Mia:
      Someone that you knew
      wouldn't be searched!
    
    Judge:
      W-Who is this person!?
    
    Mia:
      Mr. Phoenix Wright, of course.
    
    Payne:
      *OBJECTION!*
    
    Payne:
      So the defendant was this
      witness's accomplice?
    
    Mia:
      Of course not.
    
    Mia:
      She gave the poison to
      him disguised as... a present.
    
    Dahlia:
      Wh-What...!?
      B-But...
      But that's...!
    
    Judge:
      Hmm... That's a charming
      little necklace.
    
    Judge:
      Is this... a little bottle?
      It's really quite cute.
    
    Judge:
      So what about it?
      What does it mean, Ms. Fey?
    
    Mia:
      The day that the witness met
      and fell for Mr. Phoenix
      Wright was eight months ago...
    
    Mia:
      August 27th.
      The very same day as the
      poisoning incident.
    
    Mia:
      Under the pretense of love,
      the witness gave my client
      a present.
    
    Mia:
      All for the purpose of hiding
      the one piece of evidence
      that would give her away!
    
    Judge:
      Whaaat!?
      Are you saying there's a
      deadly poison in here!?
    
    Mia:
      No, there's no longer any
      poison in that bottle.
    
    Mia:
      However!
    
    Mia:
      I'm certain if the crime lab
      were to analyze it, they
      would find a trace amount!
    
    Dahlia:
      .........
    
    Dahlia:
      NOOOOOOOOOO!!
      WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!
    
    Judge:
      Or-Order! Order in the court!
      Ahh, umm...
    
    Phoenix:
      *OBJECTION!*
    
    Phoenix:
      On behalf of Dollie, I object!
    
    Payne:
      M-Mr. Wright!
      Control yourself!
    
    Phoenix:
      I-I won't let you bully
      her like this...!
    
    Judge:
      Mr. Wright!
      I thought I told you to stay
      in your seat!
    
    Mia:
      Mr. Wright... Why?
    
    Mia:
      Why are you going through so
      much trouble to protect her?
    
    Phoenix:
      Why?
    
    Phoenix:
      B-Because...!
      Because I'm madly in
      love with her!
    
    ............
    
    Judge:
      Hmmm, hmmmm...
    
    Judge:
      "Madly in love"... I haven't
      heard anyone say that in
      a long time...
    
    Mia:
      Mr. Wright...
      Have you ever thought
      about this...
    
    Mia:
      Why exactly would a woman
      like Dahlia Hawthorne want
      to date you anyway?
    
    Phoenix:
      W-Well...
      I guess she must be madly
      in love with me too...
    
    Mia:
      (Mr. Wright... Please!
      Open your eyes...!)
    
    Mia:
      At this point in the trial,
      I think it should be obvious
      to everyone.
    
    Mia:
      The real reason that Dahlia
      Hawthorne is dating you is...
    
    *** she's madly in love with you. **********
    *
    * Mia:
    *   Naturally it's because she
    *   has fallen madly in love with
    *   you too!
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   See? Just like I told you!
    *
    * Grossberg:
    *   M-M-Mia!
    *   Are you thinking clearly!?
    *
    * Grossberg:
    *   Th-That flies in the face of
    *   everything we've learned up
    *   to this point!
    *
    * Mia:
    *   I-I'm sorry!
    *   I don't know why I even said
    *   that...
    *
    * Mia:
    *   *sigh* I guess it's because
    *   I just like the sound of that
    *   phrase, "madly in love"...
    *
    * Judge:
    *   Ms. Fey.
    *
    * Judge:
    *   You can't remain a starry-eyed
    *   maiden for the rest of your
    *   life, you know.
    *
    * Mia:
    *   Please let me think it over
    *   one more time, Your Honor...
    *
    * RETURN TO QUESTION
    *
    ********************************************
    
    *** because of that necklace. **************
    *
    * CONTINUE
    *
    ********************************************
    
    *** to keep you quiet. *********************
    *
    * Mia:
    *   Naturally, it's to keep you
    *   quiet!
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   What...!?
    *   To k-keep me quiet!?
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   ...
    *   Um...
    *   Keep me quiet about what...?
    *
    * Mia:
    *   Well... uh...
    *
    * Judge:
    *   It seems that the rest of
    *   us don't quite understand
    *   you, Ms. Fey.
    *
    * Judge:
    *   Nor do we understand what
    *   this vile secret that
    *   Ms. Hawthorne holds is...
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   That's because there is
    *   no secret, I tell you.
    *
    * Mia:
    *   (ARGH!!
    *   How dense can you be!?)
    *
    * Judge:
    *   Ms. Fey... Please think it
    *   over and try again.
    *
    * Mia:
    *   Yes, Your Honor...
    *
    * RETURN TO QUESTION
    *
    ********************************************
    
    Mia:
      Dahlia Hawthorne was not
      and is not madly in love
      with you.
    
    Mia:
      The only think she's after is
      that bottle necklace you love
      to wear around your neck!
    
    Phoenix:
      My n-necklace...?
    
    Mia:
      Back there in the waiting
      room, you said it yourself...
    
    --------------------------------------------
    
    Phoenix:
      Yeah, but she's so shy. Every
      time I see her, she always
      says the same thing to me.
    
    Phoenix:
      "Please give it back now."
    
    Grossberg:
      What a strange girl, asking
      for a present back like
      that...
    
    --------------------------------------------
    
    Mia:
      For Dahlia Hawthorne, that
      necklace is irrefutable
      evidence of her crime.
    
    Mia:
      That's why she absolutely
      had to get it back.
    
    Phoenix:
      Y-You're lying!
    
    Mia:
      But you never gave it
      back to her.
    
    Mia:
      And to make things worse for
      her, you insisted on showing
      it to everyone you met.
    
    Mia:
      That's why she......
    
    Phoenix:
      ...I don't......
      I don't believe you...
    
    Phoenix:
      NOOO!! Th-That's a LIE!!
      Waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!!
    
    Mia:
      Eeeeeek!!
    
    ? ? ?:
      M-Mia!
      Are you alright!?
    
      Ah! The defendant!
      He-He's getting away!
    
    ? ? ?:
      Bailiff! Hurry!
      After him!
    
    -------------------------------------------------------------------------------
    
    Grossberg:
      Mia! Mia!
      Are you alright!?
    
    Mia:
      Y-Yes, I-I think so...
    
    Grossberg:
      That boy...!
      He went completely insane!
    
    Mia:
      Where... Where's Mr. Wright?
    
    Grossberg:
      It looks like the bailiff
      caught him, so he should be
      brought back here soon.
    
    Mia:
      Thank goodness...
      ...
      Oh no!
    
    Grossberg:
      What is it!?
    
    Mia:
      The bottle necklace...!
      Ms. Hawthorne's "present"...!
    
    Mia:
      It's gone...!
    
    Grossberg:
      Whaaaaat...!
      That's terrible!!
    
    Mia:
      Mr. Wright must have grabbed
      it when he slammed into me!
    
    Grossberg:
      Foolish boy...!
      That's the only thing that
      could have saved him...
    
    Grossberg:
      What in blazes are we supposed
      to do noooow!!
    
    -------------------------------------------------------------------------------
    
    Judge:
      Mr. Wright!! This sort of
      behavior is unprecedented in
      the history of this court!
    
    Phoenix:
      I-I'm sorry...
    
    Payne:
      I'm afraid that your apology
      is not enough!
    
    Mia:
      Mr. Wright!
    
    Mia:
      What did you do with the
      bottle necklace?
    
    Phoenix:
      F-Forgive me...
      I... I... I'm sorry...
    
    Mia:
      It's OK.
      Just give back the necklace.
    
    Phoenix:
      ...
      I ate it.
    
    Mia:
      ...
      You what?
    
    Judge:
      You... You...
      You ate it...?
    
    Phoenix:
      It was too big to swallow,
      so I had to chew it into
      little bits first, but yeah...
    
    Phoenix:
      ...Ugh.
      Aaaaaaaaahhhh!
    
    Mia:
      What the...?
    
    Payne:
      Wha--...?
    
    Judge:
      What is he doing now!?
    
    Mia:
      *HOLD IT!*
    
    Mia:
      Y-Your Honor!!
      You've got to stop the trial!!
    
    Mia:
      Mr. Wright! Mr. Wright!
      Are you feeling OK!?
      Does your stomach hurt!?
    
    Mia:
      That bottle you swallowed
      may have had some poison
      left in it!
    
    Payne:
      *OBJECTION!*
    
    Payne:
      Ehee hee...
      Hee, hee, hee, hee, hee...
    
    Payne:
      It seems the defendant has
      proven the prosecution's
      case for us.
    
    Payne:
      Clearly that bottle did not
      contain a deadly poison!
    
    Mia:
      H-How can you be so sure!?
    
    Payne:
      Hee, hee, hee...
      I think that's obvious...
    
    Payne:
      As you can see, the
      defendant is still very
      much alive.
    
    Payne:
      As for the poison? More like a
      fledgling defense attorney's
      overactive imagination!
    
    Judge:
      Hmm...
      So it would seem.
    
    Mia:
      *OBJECTION!*
    
    Mia:
      No!
      There must be some mistake!
    
    Mia:
      The bottle must not have
      had any poison left in it!
    
    Mia:
      Either that or the poison
      must have lost its
      potency...
    
    Payne:
      There, there...
      It's alright, rookie.
    
    Payne:
      Trusting your client is the
      most noble thing a defense
      attorney can do.
    
    Payne:
      And it's heartwarming to see
      that you placed this much
      faith in Mr. Wright.
    
    Phoenix:
      ...!
    
    Payne:
      But that's how it is for us
      on the prosecution side, too!
    
    Payne:
      For example, I would trust
      the witness, Ms. Hawthorne,
      with my very life!
    
    Payne:
      Which is why I can state that
      your assessment of her is
      completely wrong!
    
    Judge:
      That's enough!
    
    Judge:
      Unfortunately, Ms. Fey,
      I cannot accept your
      explanation of the events.
    
    Mia:
      B-But why!?
    
    Judge:
      This may be impossible for
      a beginner like you to
      understand...
    
    Judge:
      ...but in a court of law,
      evidence is everything.
    
    Mia:
      Unngggh!
    
    Mia:
      (Even though I've proven so
      much, is she going to get
      away with everything...?)
    
    Judge:
      Well, now that the suspicion
      surrounding Ms. Hawthorne
      has been cleared up...
    
    Judge:
      I would like to proceed
      with the trial.
    
    Phoenix:
      *HOLD IT!*
    
    Mia:
      M...
    
    Mia:
      Mr. Wright!
    
    Phoenix:
      I'm sorry, Miss Fey.
      It totally slipped my mind.
    
    Phoenix:
      I'm really, really sorry...
    
    Phoenix:
      I know you believed in me,
      and I feel like I really let
      you down.
    
    Mia:
      Mr. Wright...
      What are you trying to say?
    
    Phoenix:
      Um...
      There's something I forgot
      to tell you.
    
    Judge:
      What is it!?
    
    Phoenix:
      That day...
      The day I met Doug Swallow...
    
    --------------------------------------------
    
      That girl...
      You shouldn't see her anymore.
    
      Hey!
      It's none of your business!
    
      I'm telling you for your sake.
      If you continue to see her,
      it's going to be bad news.
    
      Y-You're lying!
    
      Just listen to me.
      There's something you need
      to know about that girl... ...
    
    Swallow:
      Last night, someone stole
      some poison from our lab.
    
    Phoenix:
      P-Poison...?
    
    Swallow:
      The same thing happened
      eight months ago. A drug
      sample was stolen.
    
    Swallow:
      She came to the lab that
      time, too.
    
    Swallow:
      It could only have been her!
      That girl is a thief!
    
    Phoenix:
      Stop it!
    
    Phoenix:
      D-Don't talk about her like
      that!
    
    --------------------------------------------
    
    Mia:
      Is it true?
      Did he really say that?
    
    Payne:
      Th-That's ridiculous!
    
    Phoenix:
      There's one more thing...
      After I pushed him that day...
    
    Phoenix:
      I got worried and came
      back to have a look.
    
    Phoenix:
      And she was there...
      Dollie was right there.
    
    Phoenix:
      She was crouched down
      next to him...
    
    Mia:
      What!?
    
    Phoenix:
      She told me not to ever
      tell anyone about it, but...
    
    Phoenix:
      I'm sorry, Dollie!
    
    Payne:
      *OBJECTION!*
    
    Payne:
      Y-Your Honor!
      This is...
      The defendant is...
    
    Phoenix:
      Miss Fey! You tell them!
    
    Phoenix:
      D-Dollie didn't do it...
      Sh-She's innocent!
    
    Mia:
      (So Dahlia stole poison eight
      months ago too, huh...)
    
    Mia:
      (If you put that together
      with Mr. Wright's testimony...)
    
    Mia:
      (...then there's only one
      possible conclusion!)
    
    Mia:
      The defense believes that
      Ms. Dahlia Hawthorne...
    
    Mia:
      ...stole some poison on the
      night before she killed Doug
      Swallow.
    
    Judge:
      The night before...!?
    
    Mia:
      Naturally, her motive for
      stealing it was to kill
      someone!
    
    Phoenix:
      Miss Fey...
    
    Judge:
      If you're so certain of your
      theory, then let me ask you
      this.
    
    Mia:
      (Mia, this is your last
      chance. Think carefully
      now...)
    
    Mia:
      (There's something that
      she desperately wanted
      to get back... Therefore...)
    
    Judge:
      Exactly who was Ms. Dahlia
      Hawthorne planning to kill?
    
    *** Present Doug Swallow profile ***********
    *
    * Mia:
    *   *TAKE THAT!*
    *
    * Grossberg:
    *   W-Wait a minute, Mia!
    *   Why would she want to kill
    *   Doug Swallow?
    *
    * Mia:
    *   Because Doug Swallow had
    *   figured out what kind of a
    *   person she was! And so...
    *
    * Grossberg:
    *   No, no! Well, that may be
    *   true, but Ms. Hawthorne had
    *   no way of knowing that.
    *
    * Grossberg:
    *   From her point of view,
    *   who was it that was really
    *   in her way?
    *
    * Grossberg:
    *   THAT is the question you
    *   have to ask yourself.
    *
    * Judge:
    *   Ms. Fey.
    *
    * Judge:
    *   I'm beginning to run out of
    *   patience with you.
    *   What is your answer?
    *
    * Mia:
    *   Y-Yes, Your Honor!
    *   (I can't mess up again!)
    *
    * RETURN TO QUESTION
    *
    ********************************************
    
    xxx Present something wrong xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
    x
    x Mia:
    x   *TAKE THAT!*
    x
    x Judge:
    x   ...
    x
    x Payne:
    x   Are you trying to mock this
    x   court, Ms. Fey?
    x
    x Grossberg:
    x   Wh-What are you doing!?
    x
    x Grossberg:
    x   You sounded so sure of
    x   yourself at first...
    x
    x Grossberg:
    x   Now it turns out you have
    x   no idea what you're talking
    x   about!
    x
    x Mia:
    x   W-Well it's been a long time
    x   since I've been in court...
    x
    x Judge:
    x   That will cost you, Ms. Fey!
    x   Now think more carefully!
    x
    x Mia:
    x   I apologize, Your Honor...
    x   (No more mistakes, Mia!)
    x
    x RETURN TO QUESTION
    x
    xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
    
    *Present Phoenix Wright profile*
    
    Mia:
      *TAKE THAT!*
    
    Mia:
      There was one person that was
      standing squarely in
      Ms. Dahlia Hawthorne's way...
    
    Mia:
      And that person was...
      Mr. Phoenix Wright!
    
    Phoenix:
      ...
      M-M-M-M-M-M-Meeee!?
    
    Payne:
      *OBJECTION!*
    
    Payne:
      Th-That's preposterous!!
    
    Payne:
      After all, it was Doug Swallow
      that was murdered!
    
    Mia:
      Well, it's true that that's
      how things worked out...
    
    Mia:
      But, let's remember that
      Mr. Swallow died of
      electrocution, not poison.
    
    Mia:
      The person that Ms. Hawthorne
      was planning to poison was in
      fact...
    
    Mia:
      You, Phoenix Wright.
      There's no one else
      that it could be.
    
    Judge:
      B-But how can that be!?
      I-I thought Mr. Wright and
      Ms. Hawthorne were in love!
    
    Mia:
      (Poor Mr. Wright...
      This must be killing him...)
    
    Mia:
      (Hang in there... I'll bring
      her to justice... I swear it!)
    
    Mia:
      As I said before, the only
      thing Ms. Hawthorne truly
      cared about was...
    
    Mia:
      ...the one piece of evidence
      linking her to that incident
      eight months ago.
    
    Mia:
      That's right.
      The bottle necklace.
      That's all she cared about.
    
    Judge:
      But even so...
      Why... Why would she go
      so far as to murder him!?
    
    Mia:
      Eight months ago, just after
      the fall of that attorney in
      the basement cafeteria...
    
    Mia:
      Dahlia Hawthorne could
      think of only one thing.
    
    Mia:
      How to get rid of the bottle
      necklace as quickly as
      possible!
    
    Phoenix:
      N-No... It-It can't be...
    
    Mia:
      It was a pretty good move she
      made, too. The evidence was
      missing for a long time.
    
    Mia:
      But there was just one
      big problem.
    
    Mia:
      Although she got him to hide
      the evidence, Mr. Wright
      refused to return it to her.
    
    Mia:
      To him, the tiny little bottle
      was a cherished treasure.
    
    Mia:
      He even showed it to
      everyone he met!
    
    Judge:
      Y-You mean...
      TH-THAT'S why she tried to
      kill Mr. Wright...?
    
    Mia:
      Correct, Your Honor.
      It was to retrieve that piece
      of evidence.
    
    Phoenix:
      ...
      Th-Th-Th...
    
    Phoenix:
      That can't be trueeeeeeeee!!
    
    -------------------------------------------------------------------------------
    
    Dahlia:
      "Feenie"...
      What a joke you are.
    
    Dahlia:
      Honestly, how can any woman
      ever count on you for
      anything?
    
    Dahlia:
      I even told you time and time
      again to keep your trap shut
      about me and that necklace.
    
    Dahlia:
      ...You disgust me!
    
    Judge:
      M-Ms. Hawthorne...?
    
    Mia:
      It appears that this
      trial will be coming
      to an end soon...
    
    Dahlia:
      Fine. I can tell you plan on
      making me into a criminal
      no matter what I say!
    
    Mia:
      You ARE a criminal,
      Ms. Hawthorne!
    
    Dahlia:
      We'll see about that.
      But first, where's your
      evidence?
    
    Dahlia:
      It seems your sniveling
      little crybaby of a client has
      eaten the bottle as a snack.
    
    Mia:
      Urk...!
      W-Well, umm...
    
    Dahlia:
      Hey! Old man!
      Are you senile or something!?
    
    Dahlia:
      Why don't you say something
      instead of sitting there with
      that dumb look on your face!
    
    Judge:
      M-M-Ms. Hawthorne!
      What's happened to you...!?
    
    Dahlia:
      Hmph!
      Are you really that shocked?
    
    Dahlia:
      ...
    
    Dahlia:
      Or do you prefer me...
      this way, Mr. Judge?
    
    Judge:
      Nnnnggghh...!
    
    Dahlia:
      With absolutely no proof, you
      treat a voluntary witness
      like she's a mass-murderer...
    
    Dahlia:
      Well, I have nothing more
      to say. I'll be heading home
      now, if you don't mind.
    
    Judge:
      B-But y-you're not finished...
    
    Dahlia:
      Fine!
      Then ask this nasty old
      hag to finish up already!
    
    Mia:
      *HOLD IT!*
    
    Mia:
      (I can't let her get away
      this time!)
    
    Grossberg:
      Stop, Mia!
    
    Grossberg:
      If you keep on pushing
      without any evidence...
    
    Grossberg:
      ...you could pay the
      ultimate price as a lawyer!
    
    Mia:
      The ultimate price...?
    
    Judge:
      You'd be forced to take off
      your attorney's badge forever,
      I'm afraid.
    
    Mia:
      N-No...!
    
    Dahlia:
      You'd better think it over
      carefully, Ms. Fey...
      Or should I say, Ms. Gray.
    
    Judge:
      Well, Ms. Fey?
    
    Judge:
      Can you provide evidence
      that would establish her guilt
      once and for all?
    
    Mia:
      (If I mess up here, my
      career as a lawyer is over!)
    
    Mia:
      (But to be honest... at this
      point I don't have any
      evidence that's well-founded.)
    
    Mia:
      (Even so...)
    
    Mia:
      (I'd rather lose my attorney's
      badge than let her get
      away with murder!)
    
    Mia:
      Your Honor!
      The defense would like
      to present proof!
    
    Payne:
      Im-Impossible!
      You can't possibly...
    
    Dahlia:
      Stupid woman!
    
    Judge:
      It is the opinion of the court
      that there has already been
      enough discussion.
    
    Judge:
      Therefore, I will allow only
      one piece of evidence to
      be presented.
    
    Mia:
      J-Just one!?
    
    Judge:
      If you are unable to
      establish her guilt...
    
    Judge:
      ...then I'm afraid that a very
      harsh verdict will immediately
      be handed down on Mr. Wright.
    
    Mia:
      I understand, Your Honor.
    
    Dahlia:
      I can just imagine the
      headlines for tomorrow's
      newspaper.
    
    Dahlia:
      Up-and-coming lawyer
      plummets to Earth before she
      gets the chance to soar...
    
    Mia:
      (She was planning to
      poison Mr. Wright...)
    
    Mia:
      (If that's the case, then
      the poison was probably
      in there!)
    
    Judge:
      Well then, Ms. Fey.
      Please present your evidence.
    
    Judge:
      Show to this court irrefutable
      proof that Ms. Hawthorne was
      planning to poison Mr. Wright!
    
    xxx Present something wrong xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
    x
    x Mia:
    x   *TAKE THAT!*
    x
    x Judge:
    x   Ms. Fey...!
    x   After all that thinking, THIS
    x   is your best answer!?
    x
    x Grossberg:
    x   C-Couldn't you have
    x   tried a little bit harder...?
    x
    x Mia:
    x   Please wait, Your Honor!
    x   I just... made a mistake!
    x
    x Judge:
    x   Very well.
    x   But even I have my limits!
    x
    x RETURN TO QUESTION
    x
    xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
    
    *Present Coldkiller X*
    
    Mia:
      *TAKE THAT!*
    
    Mia:
      Here it is, Your Honor!
      The evidence that will prove
      her guilt once and for all.
    
    Judge:
      Coldkiller X...
      Phoenix Wright's beloved
      cold medicine.
    
    Payne:
      Hee, hee, hee, hee...
      Does our rookie defense
      attorney have a bit of a cold?
    
    Mia:
      If I did, I still wouldn't
      take this cold medicine.
    
    Mia:
      After all...
      It's been poisoned.
    
    Judge:
      Wh-What!?
    
    Mia:
      Remember what the defendant
      said in his testimony.
    
    --------------------------------------------
    
    Phoenix:
      But I lost my bottle of it
      around lunchtime on the day
      of the accident.
    
    Phoenix:
      I always eat with Dollie...
      Just the two of us.
    
    --------------------------------------------
    
    Mia:
      She was the one who took
      his bottle of Coldkiller X.
    
    Mia:
      Then she poisoned it,
      knowing that Mr. Wright was
      going to take some.
    
    Payne:
      *OBJECTION!*
    
    Payne:
      Now you're really grasping
      at straws!
    
    Payne:
      After all, it was the victim,
      Doug Swallow, that was
      holding the medicine.
    
    Mia:
      I would like the court to
      recall the crime that happened
      here eight months ago.
    
    Mia:
      Where did Ms. Hawthorne
      hide the evidence?
    
    Judge:
      Huh?
      What are you talking about?
    
    Mia:
      Eight months ago,
      the poison was hidden
      in her bottle necklace...
    
    Mia:
      ...which she then gave to
      someone else for
      safekeeping.
    
    Mia:
      Someone she had accidentally
      run into in the reading room.
      My client, Mr. Phoenix Wright!
    
    Mia:
      Yes, that's right...
      She did the same thing
      this time as well.
    
    Mia:
      After shoving the victim,
      Mr. Phoenix Wright left
      the scene of the crime.
    
    Mia:
      That is when the murderer,
      Dahlia Hawthorne, appeared.
    
    Mia:
      With her, she was carrying
      the poisoned bottle of
      Coldkiller X.
    
    Mia:
      This, of course, was so she
      could carry out her plan to
      murder Mr. Wright.
    
    Judge:
      Hmm, I believe she did testify
      that she was going to meet
      with the defendant.
    
    Mia:
      Yes, and she heard and saw
      everything that happened
      at the scene of the crime.
    
    Mia:
      Including what the defendant
      and victim were arguing about,
      and the cut electrical cable.
    
      That's when she realized,
      "I can't allow Doug
      Swallow to live!"
    
    Mia:
      She used the severed
      electrical cable to silence
      him forever.
    
    Mia:
      Unfortunately for her,
      this is when the problem
      occurred.
    
    Mia:
      Mr. Wright, who she thought
      had left the scene, came back
      to check on the victim.
    
    Mia:
      And on top of that, because
      of the power outage, some
      students showed up as well.
    
    Mia:
      It's hardly any wonder that
      she was, as she put it,
      in a state of panic.
    
    Mia:
      Recall that she was carrying
      that bottle of poisoned cold
      medicine.
    
    Mia:
      She must have thought,
      "What if they search me like
      they did eight months ago?"
    
    Payne:
      E-Eight months ago...?
    
    Mia:
      Yes, she disposed of the
      evidence exactly the same
      way as she did back then!
    
    Mia:
      She had someone else hold it!
      In this case... Doug Swallow!
    
    --------------------------------------------
    
      ............
    
    Dahlia:
      Oh come on now, everyone.
      Surely you aren't fooled,
      are you?
    
    Dahlia:
      This stupid woman!
      She's nothing but a
      filthy, stinking liar!
    
    Dahlia:
      Right, Mr. Prosecutor...?
    
    Payne:
      Huh...!?
    
    Payne:
      Y-Yes...
      Th-That's exactly right.
      It's just pure desperation!
    
    Mia:
      *OBJECTION!*
    
    Mia:
      Hmm... I wonder which one
      of us is the desperate one?
    
    Mia:
      So, Ms. Hawthorne.
    
    Mia:
      This cold medicine...
      I wonder if you wouldn't
      mind taking some?
    
    Dahlia:
      ...!?
    
    Mia:
      Well, Mr. Wright ate that
      necklace of yours, right?
    
    Mia:
      Now it's your turn to
      prove your innocence.
      What do you say?
    
    Dahlia:
      ...!
    
    Mia:
      If I'm just a filthy, stinking
      liar, then there's no need
      to worry.
    
    Mia:
      So come on! Show us!
      I dare you to take some of
      this medicine right now!
    
    Dahlia:
      ...
    
    Dahlia:
      ...Grr... Nngghh... Hnnn...
    
    Dahlia:
      MIA FEY...!
      MIA... FEYYYY...!!
    
    Dahlia:
      Do. You. Think. You've. Won?
      Well!? Do you, Mia Fey?
    
    Mia:
      ...!
    
    Dahlia:
      Heh... Heh... Heh... Heheh...
      That's. Just. Fine!
    
    Dahlia:
      For the time being...
    
    Dahlia:
      For the time being,
      victory is yours.
    
    Mia:
      "For the time being"?
    
    Dahlia:
      Well... I have a very long
      memory, you know.
    
    Dahlia:
      You and I will meet again...
      I'm certain of it.
    
    Mia:
      ...?
    
    Dahlia:
      Well then, Mr. Judge...
      I'll see you later too, OK?
    
    Judge:
      Huh...!?
      Err, why, um...
      Y-Yes...
    
    Dahlia:
      I'm going to go spend a
      little quality time with the
      men in blue now.
    
    Dahlia:
      I wish you all the best.
    
    -------------------------------------------------------------------------------
    
    Mia:
      (Whew...)
    
    Mia:
      (It's finally all over.)
    
    Payne:
      *OBJECTION!*
    
    Payne:
      I...
      I refuse to accept this!
    
    Payne:
      The defense hasn't shown a
      scrap of evidence to support
      their outrageous claim!
    
    Judge:
      B-But even so, your witness
      seems to have accepted it...
    
    Payne:
      I don't care!!
      I'm Winston Payne!
    
    Payne:
      And I don't believe one
      word that this rookie lawyer
      has said!
    
    Mia:
      Well then, Mr. Payne,
      let me ask you this.
    
    Payne:
      Y-Yes!?
    
    Mia:
      Would you care to try
      this cold medicine?
    
    Payne:
      WHAT!?
    
    Mia:
      Just a little earlier, I
      could've sworn you said...
    
    --------------------------------------------
    
    Payne:
      There, there...
      It's alright, rookie.
    
    Payne:
      For example, I would trust
      the witness, Ms. Hawthorne,
      with my very life!
    
    --------------------------------------------
    
    Mia:
      So, if she's so trustworthy...
    
    Mia:
      ...then I'm sure there
      couldn't possibly be any
      poison in here, right?
    
    Payne:
      Err... Well... Ummm...
      You see... Umm... Y-Yes...
    
    Mia:
      *OBJECTION!*
    
    Mia:
      ...And here comes the
      backpedal!
    
    Mia:
      Come on now, "Rookie Killer"!
      Show this rookie how it's
      done!
    
    Mia:
      How much trust do you
      really have for this woman?
    
    Mia:
      Are you willing to bet
      your life!?
    
    Payne:
      Gggg... Nnngh... Unnngggggh...
    
    Payne:
      NNNNNNYYYYAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
      AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
      AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
    
    Payne:
      M-M-My HAAAAAAAAAAIIIIRRR!!
      IT-IT-IT'S FLYYYYYIIIIIIIING
      OOOOOFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF!!
    
    Payne:
      MY BEAUUUUUUUTIFUL HAIR!!
      NOOOOOOO!!!
      NOOOOOOOOOOO!!
    
    Payne:
      WAAAAAHAAAAWAAAAHAAAA
      NO-NO-NO-NO-No-No-no-no
      noooooooooooooooooooooo...
    
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    Judge:
      Umm, Mr. Payne?
      About Ms. Dahlia Hawthorne...?
    
    Payne:
      Y-Y-Yes, Your Honor!
      I'll file papers for her
      immediate arrest...
    
    Judge:
      Hmmm...
      Tragic... but not surprising.
    
    Judge:
      I knew there was something
      suspicious about her from
      the very beginning!
    
    Mia:
      (Don't lie! Just admit you
      were wrong!)
    
    Judge:
      By the way, Ms. Fey?
    
    Mia:
      Y-Yes, Your Honor?
    
    Judge:
      You said earlier that you and
      Ms. Dahlia Hawthorne knew
      each other...?
    
    Mia:
      ...
    
    Mia:
      Your Honor...
      How we knew each other had
      nothing to do with this case.
    
    Judge:
      Hmmm...
      Very well...
    
    Judge:
      Err, Mr. Payne.
    
    Payne:
      This can't be happening!
      It's a nightmare! It's like
      losing to my daughter!
    
    Judge:
      ...It appears Mr. Payne has
      lost his spirit along with his
      hair.
    
    Judge:
      Does the defendant have
      anything further to say?
    
    Phoenix:
      It-It can't be true...
      My... Dear... Dollie...
      *achoo*
    
    Judge:
      Hmm... Very well then...
    
    Judge:
      I believe I am ready to
      pass judgment and bring
      this trial to an end.
    
    Judge:
      The court finds the
      defendant, Phoenix Wright...
    
    * N O T   G U I L T Y *
    
    Judge:
      This court is adjourned!
    
    -------------------------------------------------------------------------------
    
    April 11, 3:16 PM
    District Court
    Defendant Lobby No. 3
    
    Grossberg:
      Mia!
      You were wonderful in there!
    
    Mia:
      Thank you for everything,
      Mr. Grossberg.
    
    Grossberg:
      During the verdict, I thought
      my hemorrhoids were going
      to explode like Mt. Vesuvius!
    
    Mia:
      Umm, Mr. Grossberg...
      Do you, um, maybe think you
      could stop talking about them?
    
    Grossberg:
      Hmph! That's rather rude.
    
    Grossberg:
      Anyway, this case
      really made me think.
    
    Grossberg:
      What does it really mean to
      have a relationship of mutual
      trust with the client?
    
    Grossberg:
      Perhaps it is we veteran
      lawyers who have lost
      sight of this.
    
    Phoenix:
      ...
    
    Mia:
      Oh! Mr. Wright...!
      Congratulations!
    
    Phoenix:
      Th-Thanks...
      Um, you know...
      I was thinking...
    
    Mia:
      Go on...
    
    Phoenix:
      The Dollie that I saw up there
      on the witness stand...
    
    Phoenix:
      I don't think that was
      really her.
    
    Mia:
      Um, what?
    
    Phoenix:
      Yeah... The Dollie I know could
      NEVER have said those kinds
      of terrible things...
    
    Phoenix:
      Maybe... Maybe she was like...
      I don't know... A fake or
      something.
    
    Mia:
      (Boy... This poor kid still
      hasn't got a clue...)
    
    Mia:
      You need to forget about
      her, Mr. Wright.
      For your own sake...
    
    Phoenix:
      Yeah, you're right...
      That's probably for the best.
    
    Mia:
      Also...
      You need to relax a bit more.
      Try to grow up a little.
    
    Phoenix:
      B-But...
    
    Phoenix:
      Out of all my friends, everyone
      says I'm the most grown up!
    
    Mia:
      (Eek! What kind of company
      must this guy keep!?)
    
    Phoenix:
      ...
    
    Phoenix:
      Right now I...
      I'm studying to become
      a lawyer myself.
    
    Mia:
      That's what you keep saying...
    
    Mia:
      But I thought you were
      in the Art Department?
    
    Phoenix:
      Well, yeah...
      I guess I am...
    
    Phoenix:
      But there's a friend that I
      desperately want to help!
    
    Phoenix:
      And if I hurry, then I should
      still be able to save him in
      time!
    
    Mia:
      I see.
    
    Phoenix:
      Say, Miss Fey?
    
    Phoenix:
      A lawyer is someone who
      can help people when they're
      in trouble, right?
    
    Mia:
      Mr. Wright,
      I'm still new at this myself.
    
    Mia:
      But...
      I think that's exactly what
      a lawyer is.
    
    Phoenix:
      OK... I'm going to do it.
      I'll study my butt off.
      I'll become a lawyer for sure!
    
    Phoenix:
      I hope...
      I hope we see each other again
      some day, maybe even in court.
    
    -------------------------------------------------------------------------------
    
    Phoenix:
      It's been five years since I
      was acquitted of all charges.
    
    Phoenix:
      I became a lawyer like I
      planned, and managed to
      save my friend.
    
    Phoenix:
      But Mia has passed on
      to a better place.
    
    Phoenix:
      For me, this trial brings up
      a lot of painful memories.
    
    Phoenix:
      But... it also brings up some
      very precious ones.
    
    Phoenix:
      And memories that I thought
      would never rise to the
      surface again...
    
    Phoenix:
      Mia is gone now.
    
    Phoenix:
      But even so...
      I can hear her in my mind.
    
    Mia:
      Phoenix, no matter what,
      always believe in your client.
    
    Mia:
      In a court of law, your
      greatest weapon is your
      belief.
    
    Phoenix:
      ...Five long years...
    
    Phoenix:
      Something has happened
      that's made me think back
      to her words of wisdom...
    
    Phoenix:
      But that is a story for
      another day...
    
    
    
    Episode 1: Turnabout Memories
    
                                                 THE END
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                             |         EPISODE 2         |
                             |                           |
                             |    The Stolen Turnabout   |
                             o---------------------------o
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      The time is 1:00 AM.
    
      Beep... Beep... Beep...
      Beeeeeeep...
      
      Detective!
      We made it!
    
      Whew... What a relief.
      Glad the jewel is still safe.
    
      Ho ho! You said it, pal.
      It musta been our rock solid
      security that scared him off!
    
      Would you mind opening the
      safe just to double check?
    
      Aaaaaaaaaah!
      We've been had!
    
    
    ~Mask*DeMasque~
    
     ~Salutations~
    
    
      O-Out front! Guards!
      Turn on the searchlights!
    
      Aha ha ha ha ha ha ha...
      Better luck next time,
      gentlemen!
    
      Aha ha ha ha ha ha ha...
      Excuse me, but I'm afraid I
      must be leaving now!
    
      We shall meet again...
      When the next moon is full!
      Aha ha ha ha ha ha ha...
    
    
    ~Mask*DeMasque~
    
     ~Salutations~
    
    
      Ahaaaa ha ha ha ha ha ha...
    
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    October 11, 3:24 PM
    Wright & Co. Law Offices
    
    Maya:
      Hey, Nick!
      Get a load of this!
    
    Maya:
      Hey, are you listening to me!?
      You can clean the toilet
      later! This is important!
    
    Phoenix:
      *sigh*
      What are you freaking
      out about now?
    
    Maya:
      Hee hee.
    
    Maya:
      Today will be the last time
      you talk to me that way!
    
    Phoenix:
      Huh?
    
    Maya:
      We're about to hit the
      big time!
    
    Phoenix:
      "Big time"? And what do
      you mean by "we"? You don't
      mean you and me are...?
    
    Maya:
      Ha! Don't be silly.
    
    Maya:
      I'm talking about me and
      Pearly, of course!
    
    Pearl:
      Hello.
      It's a pleasure to see you
      again, Mr. Nick!
    
    Phoenix:
      Pearls! You haven't changed
      a bit! Wait... What are
      you doing here anyway?
    
    Pearl:
      Hee hee.
      Haven't you heard, Mr. Nick?
    
    Pearl:
      Here! Take a look at this!
    
    Phoenix:
      (What's this...?
      Some kind of poster?)
    
    Phoenix:
      Kurain Village...
      Isn't that...?
    
    Maya:
      That's right.
      It's our hometown...
      Pearly and mine, that is.
    
    Phoenix:
      What's this about "treasures"
      from the boonies?
    
    Maya:
      Ha ha ha. Very funny.
      You can laugh all you want...
    
    Maya:
      But you'll be singing another
      tune tonight!
    
    
    
    
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                            oo--------------------------oo
                            |         EPISODE 3          |
                            |                            |
                            |    Recipe for Turnabout    |
                            o----------------------------o
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                              oo------------------------oo
                              |        EPISODE 4         |
                              |                          |
                              |   Turnabout Beginnings   |
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      The girl... Let her go!
    
      Shut up!
      C-Come closer...
      And I kill her!
    
      Sorry, but you're not going
      to get the chance...
    
              *BANG!*
    
    --------------------------------------------
    
      I'm reading through the file
      of an old court case.
    
      It was the first case of my
      long-time mentor, Mia Fey...
    
    o-------------------------------------------o
    |         .-----------------------.         |
    |        (      Fugitive Data      )        |
    |         '-----------------------'         |
    |                          _______          |
    |                         (Picture) [Data 1]|
    |                         |ŻŻŻŻŻŻŻ|         |
    |                         |       |         |
    | Name: Terry Fawles      |       |         |
    |                         o-------o         |
    | Charge: Kidnapping, Murder                |
    | Sentence: Death Penalty _                 |
    |                                           |
    o-------------------------------------------o
    o-------------------------------------------o
    |         .-----------------------.         |
    |        (   Fugitive  Movements   )        |
    |         '-----------------------'         |
    |                          _______          |
    |                         (Picture) [Data 2]|
    | After escaping, Fawles  |ŻŻŻŻŻŻŻ|         |
    | met with, and then      |       |         |
    | murdered, Sergeant      |       |         |
    | Valerie Hawthorne.      o-------o         |
    | Recaptured on Eagle Mountain              |
    | about 8 hours after                       |
    | his escape. _                             |
    o-------------------------------------------o
    
      Her very first client was a
      death row inmate who had
      recently broken out of prison.
    
      That was a whole year before
      Mia and I ever met.
    
    -------------------------------------------------------------------------------
    
    -- 6 Years Earlier --
           Mia Fey
         First Trial
    
    February 16, 9:24 AM
    District Court
    Defendant Lobby No. 4
    
    Mia:
      (Ugh... I'm so nervous.
      I feel like I'm going to die.)
    
    Mia:
      (I never should've
      accepted this case...)
    
    Mia:
      Eeeeeeek!
    
    Mia:
      ...Ah! G-G-Good morning!
      (Don't be so jumpy, Mia!)
    
    ? ? ?:
      I-I din't do nuttin'!
      I swear!
      I din't kill nobody!
    
    Mia:
      (Terry Fawles...
      ...My first client.)
    
    Mia:
      (Sentenced to death 5 years
      ago, and now... a prison
      escapee.)
    
    Fawles:
      ...
    
    Mia:
      (Just relax, Mia! Make small
      talk and try to relax him!)
    
    Mia:
      ...Err, umm...
      So why did you escape anyway?
    
    Fawles:
      Ah. Ah.
      UGGA!
    
    Mia:
      Eeeeek!
      I'm sorry! I'm sorry!
    
    Fawles:
      ...Ugh.
      I din't do nuttin'!
      I din't kill nobody!
    
    Fawles:
      I never... I never lie!
      I din't escape from nowhere!
    
    Mia:
      Err...
    
    Mia:
      But, Mr. Fawles...
      The police just recaptured
      you two days ago.
    
    Fawles:
      ...
      Ugh.
      Sorry. I told a little lie.
    
    Mia:
      (Oh boy...)
    
    Fawles:
      But anyway, I din't do it!
      I never killed nobody!
    
    Mia:
      Umm, sorry for asking but...
      You're on death row, right?
    
    Fawles:
      Uh. Uh...
      UGGA!
    
    Mia:
      Eeeeeek!
      I'm really, really sorry!
    
    Fawles:
      They sentenced me to die
      5 years ago!
      But I was tricked I tell you!
    
    Fawles:
      That woman! She lied in her
      testimony! ...That's why I got
      the death penalty!
    
    Fawles:
      I swear it! I din't kill her!
      I could never do that!
    
    Mia:
      (Two days ago, he escaped
      from the police wagon when
      it crashed...)
    
    Mia:
      (Then about 8 hours later...)
    
    Mia:
      (A policewoman was murdered
      before the police could
      recapture him.)
    
    Mia:
      (The police believe that
      Terry Fawles did it.)
    
    Mia:
      Umm... After you escaped,
      did you meet a policewoman?
    
    Fawles:
      ...
    
    Fawles:
      Yeah... I did.
      ...She's the reason I escaped.
    
    Mia:
      (So that much is true...
      He did meet with the victim.)
    
    Fawles:
      But I din't kill her!
    
    Fawles:
      She was alive when I left!
      She was alive...!
      It-It's true!
    
    Mia:
      (I can trust him... right?
      I mean, I should...)
    
    ? ? ?:
      Ha...!
    
    ? ? ?:
      You're not going to figure
      out the truth by just staring
      at the guy...
    
    Mia:
      Y-You're... Why are you here?
    
    ? ? ?:
      I came to see how our little
      kitten was doing all alone in
      the big, scary lion's den.
    
    ? ? ?:
      ...I thought maybe you'd like
      someone to play with.
    
    Mia:
      Err, where is Mr. Grossberg?
    
    ? ? ?:
      Ha...!
      That old man is probably
      still in bed.
    
    ? ? ?:
      I bet he's clutching an empty
      bottle and mumbling in his
      sleep.
    
    Armando:
      Aren't I good enough?
      After all, it's me...
      Diego Armando!
    
    Mia:
      I-I didn't say...
    
    Mia:
      So, Diego Armando, the finest
      attorney at Grossberg Law
      Offices, is here for me...?
    
    Armando:
      No, no, no...
      You've got it all wrong!
      Today, YOU'RE the finest!
    
    Armando:
      After all, it took an amazing
      amount of guts to take this
      case!
    
    Armando:
      Imagine...
      An escaped death row convict
      for a first client!
    
    Mia:
      Yeah, err... Th-Thanks.
      (I sure wish I could get
      out of it though!)
    
    Armando:
      Ha...!
      Relax.
      I just heard some good news.
    
    Armando:
      The prosecutor for today
      is fresh out of his diapers
      as well.
    
    Mia:
      R-Really!?
    
    Armando:
      However...
      Unlike a certain somebody
      who I won't mention...
    
    Armando:
      ...he's earned the reputation
      as a "genius" since beginning
      his law career.
    
    Mia:
      (G-Genius...?)
    
    Armando:
      Well, it's about time
      to head in, Kitten.
    
    Armando:
      Sharpen those claws of yours.
      It's go time!
    
    --------------------------------------------
    
    Mia:
      (A solitary confinement cell
      for the condemned must be
      the world's loneliest place.)
    
    Mia:
      (...And that's what my client
      ran away from.)
    
    Mia:
      (Every other lawyer gave up
      on him... But not me.)
    
    Mia:
      (When I saw those overflowing
      eyes and heard that simple,
      child-like voice...)
    
    Mia:
      (I just had the feeling that
      he was telling the truth.)
    
    -------------------------------------------------------------------------------
    
    February 16, 10:00 AM
    District Court
    Courtroom No. 4
    
    Judge:
      Court is now in session for
      the trial of Terry Fawles.
    
    Mia:
      The defense is ready,
      Your Honor.
    
    ? ? ?:
      The prosecution has been
      ready for a while, Your Honor.
    
    Judge:
      I understand the lawyers for
      both sides are newcomers...?
    
    Mia:
      Y-Y-Yes, Your Honor.
      I'm Mia Fey.
    
    Edgeworth:
      Miles Edgeworth... Your Honor.
    
    Judge:
      So you're the new prosecutor
      everyone is talking about, eh?
    
    Judge:
      They say you joined the
      prosecutor's office at quite
      an early age.
    
    Edgeworth:
      At 20... Your Honor.
    
    Armando:
      I guess our little kitten
      hasn't earned herself much
      of a reputation yet, huh?
    
    Mia:
      (Come on, Mia!
      You can't lose! Not to
      someone younger than you!)
    
    Edgeworth:
      ...Hmph.
    
    Judge:
      Young people running a trial.
      I'm not too sure how I feel
      about that.
    
    Judge:
      ...Now then, the defendant in
      this case is currently a
      felon on death row.
    
    Judge:
      Two days ago, he escaped
      from a police wagon.
      Is that correct?
    
    Edgeworth:
      Precisely.
    
    Armando:
      But the defendant is not on
      trial for escaping prison.
    
    Armando:
      On the day that the defendant
      escaped, a policewoman was
      murdered...
    
    Mia:
      So we're here to determine
      if Mr. Fawles was responsible
      for her death...?
    
    Armando:
      You got it, Kitten.
    
    Judge:
      Well then, Mr. Edgeworth.
      Let's hear your opening
      statement.
    
    Edgeworth:
      Yes, Your Honor.
      It was five years ago.
    
    Edgeworth:
      The defendant, Terry Fawles,
      was sentenced to death in this
      very court.
    
    Edgeworth:
      His crimes were kidnapping,
      extortion... and murder.
    
    Edgeworth:
      The girl he threw off the
      bridge was only 14 years old.
    
    Judge:
      A truly horrible crime.
      I remember it well.
    
    Judge:
      There was no decisive
      evidence, so the trial was
      long and protracted.
    
    Edgeworth:
      Correct.
      But in the end, what finally
      decided the case was...
    
    Edgeworth:
      ...a certain witness's
      testimony.
    
    Mia:
      A witness's testimony...
    
    Edgeworth:
      The testimony of Detective
      Valerie Hawthorne; the person
      who confronted this criminal.
    
    Edgeworth:
      She arrested Mr. Fawles at
      the scene and later testified
      against him.
    
    Edgeworth:
      She said she witnessed
      Mr. Fawles throw his young
      victim into the river.
    
    Edgeworth:
      For those who are not aware,
      Eagle River is well-known for
      its powerful current.
    
    Edgeworth:
      Most bodies that fall in
      are never recovered...
    
    Mia:
      (So Ms. Hawthorne's testimony
      was the one that put him
      away...)
    
    Judge:
      That policewoman you
      just mentioned...
      That wouldn't be...?
    
    Edgeworth:
      Exactly. The victim.
      The same woman that was
      killed 2 days ago...
    
    Edgeworth:
      Police Sergeant...
      Valerie Hawthorne.
    
    Judge:
      Aha...! I see...
    
    Judge:
      The man who was sentenced to
      death based on her testimony
      escaped two days ago...
    
    Judge:
      ...with only one thing on his
      mind. To take revenge against
      the woman who convicted him.
    
    Judge:
      ...
      Hmm...
    
    Judge:
      Aha! The truth is becoming
      clear to me now!
    
    Mia:
      Huh?
    
    Judge:
      Yes, yes...
    
    Judge:
      It's quite obvious that the
      defendant is guilty.
    
    Mia:
      *OBJECTION!*
    
    Mia:
      W-Wait a minute!
      That's not right!
    
    Mia:
      At least hear the case
      before you decide on the
      outcome, Your Honor!
    
    Judge:
      Grrrngh...
    
    Judge:
      Watch yourself, Ms. Fey! I'm
      not sure I care for your word
      choice, or your tone of voice.
    
    Edgeworth:
      Young people these days simply
      don't know how to respect
      their elders.
    
    Mia:
      (Why you...! You're even
      younger than me, you
      hypocrite!)
    
    Judge:
      Now then, Mr. Edgeworth,
      please call your first
      witness.
    
    Edgeworth:
      I call the detective who was
      in charge of the initial
      investigation of this case.
    
    --------------------------------------------
    
    Edgeworth:
      Witness...
      State your name and
      occupation.
    
    Gumshoe:
      Gumshoe. Dick Gumshoe.
      I'm the homicide detective
      in charge of the case, sir!
    
    Gumshoe:
      I finally got promoted to
      the detective division half a
      year ago!
    
    Mia:
      I don't believe anyone
      asked you about that.
    
    Gumshoe:
      Hey, ma'am! You got any idea
      how much work it takes...
      ......
    
    Mia:
      Wh-What is it?
    
    Gumshoe:
      You...
      Y-You're really gorgeous...
    
    Mia:
      Excuse me?
    
    Gumshoe:
      No, seriously...
      My heart...
      It's aching for you...
    
    Edgeworth:
      Detective. Pull yourself
      together and try to be
      professional. Otherwise...
    
    Edgeworth:
      I'll write you up on contempt
      so quick that something other
      than your heart will ache!
    
    Gumshoe:
      Urk...
      O-OK, I-I got it!
    
    Judge:
      ...Now, Detective.
      Tell us about the incident.
    
    Gumshoe:
      Yes, sir! Right away!
    
    Gumshoe:
      The victim was Sergeant
      Valerie Hawthorne, a veteran
      on the police force.
    
    Gumshoe:
      She was stabbed in the back
      with a knife and died from
      excessive blood loss.
    
    Judge:
      That much is already stated
      in the autopsy report.
    
    Judge:
      The court would like to hear
      more details about the
      incident itself.
    
    Gumshoe:
      Yes, sir! I gotcha!
      OK! Let's take a look at this
      aerial map of the area here!
    
    Gumshoe:
      This is a sketch of
      Dusky Bridge, an old
      suspension bridge.
    
    Gumshoe:
      And the river that runs under
      there is Eagle River.
    
    Gumshoe:
      The victim and the defendant
      met there...
      On top of the bridge.
    
    Gumshoe:
      After stabbing her in the
      back, the killer carried
      the victim back to his car.
    
    Gumshoe:
      He was recaptured at a police
      checkpoint as he was trying to
      make his getaway, sir.
    
    Judge:
      Hmm... I see...
    
    *Dusky Bridge Map added
    to the Court Record.*
    
    Judge:
      Was the victim's blood
      found on the bridge?
    
    Gumshoe:
      The victim, Sergeant Valerie
      Hawthorne, was wearing a
      thick coat, sir.
    
    Gumshoe:
      Unfortunately, no traces of
      blood were found on the
      bridge.
    
    Judge:
      Hmm...
    
    Judge:
      Mr. Edgeworth. I warn you
      that I absolutely despise
      conjecture.
    
    Judge:
      If there was no blood on the
      bridge, then you have no proof
      that they even met there!
    
    Edgeworth:
      Your Honor.
    
    Edgeworth:
      If you would listen to the
      testimony we have prepared,
      I'm sure you'll be convinced.
    
    Edgeworth:
      The two of them most
      certainly did meet on the
      bridge that day...
    
    Judge:
      Why, Mr. Edgeworth...
    
    Judge:
      I'm not sure I like you
      wagging your finger at me as
      though I were some hoser!
    
    Judge:
      Detective, proceed
      with your testimony!
    
    Gumshoe:
      Um... Yes, sir!
    
    Mia:
      (Here we go, Mia! Hang on...!)
    
    Armando:
      OK now...
      Listen carefully, Kitten.
    
    Armando:
      One little mistake and this
      guy will drink you for morning
      tea! Trust me and get ready.
    
    -------------------------------------------------------------------------------
    
    WITNESS TESTIMONY
    -- Summary of the Incident --
    
    (1)
    Gumshoe:
      On the day of the incident,
      an unknown person phoned the
      sergeant and asked to meet.
    
    (2)
    Gumshoe:
      Sergeant Hawthorne went to
      Dusky Bridge at the designated
      time and met with Mr. Fawles.
    
    (3)
    Gumshoe:
      And that's where she was
      brutally murdered, sir.
    
    (4)
    Gumshoe:
      The criminal stuffed her body
      into his car trunk and tried
      to make a getaway.
    
    (5)
    Gumshoe:
      Mr. Fawles was arrested at a
      police checkpoint we set up
      at the base of the mountain.
    
    --------------------------------------------
    
    Judge:
      Hmm...
    
    Judge:
      Well, you certainly have
      established the importance
      of the bridge.
    
    Edgeworth:
      ...Naturally.
    
    Judge:
      Now, would the defense please
      hurry up and proceed with the
      cross-examination.
    
    Mia:
      Y-Yes, Your Honor!
      C-C-Cross-examination...
      Coming right up!
    
    Armando:
      Hey, hey!
      Settle down there, Kitten!
    
    Armando:
      If you keep trembling like
      that, you're gonna make me
      spill my coffee!
    
    Mia:
      I-I-I'm not t-trembling!
      It-It-It's just cold in here!
    
    Armando:
      The courtroom can be a cold
      battlefield alright.
      Especially... for a beginner.
    
    Mia:
      I-I don't need you to worry
      about me...! I mean...
    
    Mia:
      I mean, the defendant, the
      witness... everyone's a
      beginner in here!
    
    Armando:
      Ha...!
      You got me there.
    
    Armando:
      But maybe you should keep
      your claws out, and show them
      what you've got... Kitten.
    
    Mia:
      (It's OK, Mia. Stay calm...)
    
    Mia:
      (Just remember those court
      procedure videos you stayed
      up all last night watching!)
    
    -------------------------------------------------------------------------------
    
    CROSS EXAMINATION
    -- Summary of the Incident --
    
    (1)
    Gumshoe:
      On the day of the incident,
      an unknown person phoned the
      sergeant and asked to meet.
    
         Mia:
           *HOLD IT!*
    
         Mia:
           This "unknown person"...
           You have no idea who it
           might be, right?
    
         Gumshoe:
           Sorry, but I'm afraid I do!
    
         Mia:
           What...?
    
         Gumshoe:
           The one who called
           Sergeant Hawthorne was the
           defendant, Terry Fawles!
    
         Judge:
           Wh-Wh-Whaaat!
           The defendant...!
           The defendant called her!?
    
         Gumshoe:
           Sergeant Hawthorne was a very
           thorough person, sir!
    
         Gumshoe:
           She left a note about her
           phone call with Mr. Fawles.
    
         Mia:
           A note...?
    
         Gumshoe:
           Yeah, a top-secret memo
           that she left on her desk.
    
         *Victim's Note added to
         the Court Record.*
    
         Judge:
           Hmm...
    
         Judge:
           According to this note, it
           seems the one who called her
           to the bridge was indeed...
    
         Judge:
           ...the defendant,
           Terry Fawles!
    
         Mia:
           Nngh!
           (Whose bright idea was it to
           keep that note from me!?)
    
         Armando:
           Ha...!
           Looks like the judge is even
           more sure of his verdict now.
    
         Armando:
           Listen up!
           Never ask a question if you
           don't already know the answer!
    
         Mia:
           (It's that detective's fault!
           He's the one that said,
           "unknown person"...!)
    
         Gumshoe:
           Hey now!
           Don't make that face at me!
    
         Gumshoe:
           I just said it that way 'cause
           the prosecutor told me to!
    
         Mia:
           (Was that... a trap...?)
    
         Mia:
           (...With that cute face,
           I didn't expect him to
           be so sneaky.)
    
         Edgeworth:
           Hmph.
    
    (2)
    Gumshoe:
      Sergeant Hawthorne went to
      Dusky Bridge at the designaed
      time and met with Mr. Fawles.
    
         Mia:
           *HOLD IT!*
    
         Mia:
           A bridge up in the mountains?
           But why meet there?
    
         Gumshoe:
           Because it is a very important
           place to the defendant,
           that's why.
    
         Judge:
           What do you mean by that?
    
         Edgeworth:
           If you remember, 5 years ago,
           the defendant kidnapped
           a young girl.
    
         Edgeworth:
           He was chased onto a bridge...
           And it was there that he
           killed his hostage.
    
         Edgeworth:
           And the place where all of
           this occurred is, of course,
           Dusky Bridge.
    
         Mia:
           ...!
    
         Gumshoe:
           The very place where
           Sergeant Hawthorne arrested
           and handcuffed Mr. Fawles.
    
         Armando:
           Ha...!
           Returning to the scene of the
           crime... How nostalgic.
    
    (3)
    Gumshoe:
      And that's where she was
      brutally murdered, sir.
    
         Mia:
           *HOLD IT!*
    
         Mia:
           Was the body of the victim
           discovered right away?
    
         Gumshoe:
           Yeah.
           We were really on the ball.
    
         Gumshoe:
           We found the criminal within
           one hour of the murder.
    
         Gumshoe:
           It was great! We even got to
           say, "Don't move! We've got
           you surrounded!"
    
         Mia:
           (...Wait a second.
           Isn't there something weird
           about that...?)
    
         Armando:
           The location was a suspension
           bridge, up in the mountains.
    
         Armando:
           So how did they find out
           about the crime so quickly...?
    
         Mia:
           Sergeant Hawthorne must have
           mentioned the phone call to
           someone else, right?
    
         Armando;
           Ha...!
    
         Armando:
           If that's what had happened,
           then she wouldn't have been
           killed.
    
         Gumshoe:
           She never mentioned the
           phone call from Mr. Fawles.
           But...
    
         Gumshoe:
           She left a note on her
           desk about it.
    
         Gumshoe:
           If only I had noticed it
           earlier...
           Maybe she'd still be alive.
    
         Mia:
           (I wonder why she didn't
           mention the phone call to
           anyone...?)
    
    (4)
    Gumshoe:
      The criminal stuffed her body
      into his car trunk and tried
      to make a getaway.
    
         Mia:
           *HOLD IT!*
    
         Mia:
           Mr. Fawles had a car, then?
    
         Gumshoe:
           Well, that bridge is way up
           in the mountains, ma'am.
    
         Gumshoe:
           The defendant and the victim
           both went up there by car.
           I mean, how else, right?
    
         Judge:
           What! You mean the
           defendant drove his own car?
    
         Gumshoe:
           No, no, of course not.
           ...It was stolen.
    
         Gumshoe:
           He stole it from a
           young couple that had been
           waiting at a red light.
    
         Judge:
           Hmm... Car thieves...
           I'm not sure how I feel
           about car thieves.
    
         Mia:
           (Is this guy sure about how
           he feels about ANYTHING?)
    
         Gumshoe:
           This is a photo of the stolen
           car's trunk.
    
         Gumshoe:
           ...Naturally, that's the body
           of Valerie Hawthorne in there.
    
         Judge:
           Whoa! That...
           That doesn't look too
           comfortable...
    
         *Crime Photo added to
         the Court Record.*
    
         Mia:
           The victim...
           She was stabbed in the back,
           correct?
    
         Gumshoe:
           Yeah.
    
         Armando:
           Ha...!
    
         Armando:
           ...For some reason, men
           always seem to get stabbed
           in the back...
    
         Mia:
           (We're talking about a
           woman here...)
    
         Gumshoe:
           You can't tell from this
           photo, but...
    
         Gumshoe:
           ...the knife was stuck in her
           back nice and firm.
    
         Judge:
           The condition of the body
           when it was discovered is
           very important information.
    
         Judge:
           Detective, was there anything
           strange or noteworthy in the
           trunk of the car?
    
         ADD STATEMENT (4b)
    
    (4b)
    Gumshoe:
      Here's a photo of the trunk.
      But I don't see anything
      strange, do you? Anyway...
    
         Mia:
           *HOLD IT!*
    
         Mia:
           What did the defendant
           have to say about this photo?
    
         Gumshoe:
           What he always says, ma'am!
    
         Fawles:
           I din't do it!
           I din't do nuttin'!!
    
         Gumshoe:
           ...That's all he says.
    
         Judge:
           "Nuttin'"? I wouldn't say
           he did "nuttin'". At the very
           least, we know he stole a car!
    
         Gumshoe:
           It's just what he always says,
           Your Honor.
           And then he always says...
    
         Fawles:
           ...
           Uh.
           Sorry. I told a little lie.
    
         Gumshoe:
           ...Or something like that.
    
         Mia:
           ...
    
         Judge:
           Well, in any case, it seems
           he was caught and arrested.
    
         Edgeworth:
           Precisely.
    
    (5)
    Gumshoe:
      Mr. Fawles was arrested at a
      police checkpoint we set up
      at the base of the mountain.
    
         Mia:
           *HOLD IT!*
    
         Mia:
           That certainly is some
           impressive police work.
    
         Gumshoe:
           Well, no, actually it was
           way too close for comfort.
    
         Gumshoe:
           We set up that checkpoint
           just after 5:00 PM...
    
         Gumshoe:
           We figured that Mr. Fawles
           might just try to run.
    
         Mia:
           ...What do you mean it was
           too close for comfort?
    
         Edgeworth:
           The two of them arranged
           to meet at 4:30 PM.
    
         Edgeworth:
           And it takes approximately 30
           minutes to go from the bridge
           to the checkpoint.
    
         Mia:
           (Hmm... That WAS kinda close.
           Any later and Mr. Fawles could
           have slipped right by.)
    
    --------------------------------------------
    
    Armando:
      Listen up, Kitten.
      There's a big trap waiting for
      you in that testimony.
    
    Mia:
      A t-trap?
    
    Armando:
      Walk into it carelessly, and
      it'll leave more than just
      a flesh wound. Fun, huh?
    
    Mia:
      No, it's NOT!
    
    Armando:
      Well, if you want to have any
      chance at all, you'd better
      get some more information.
    
    Armando:
      And if you're going to get
      caught in a trap, it's best to
      get caught early.
    
    
    Armando:
      You can always look for
      contradictions afterwards.
    
    Mia:
      (The ever-famous
      "contradictions". I sure hope
      I can find some of those...)
    
    RETURN TO THE START OF CROSS-EXAMINATION
    
    -------------------------------------------------------------------------------
    
    *Present Victim's Note* at (4b)
    
    Mia:
      *OBJECTION!*
    
    Mia:
      ...Witness!
    
    Mia:
      ............
    
    Gumshoe:
      ............
    
    Edgeworth:
      ............
    
    Judge:
      ............
    
    Judge:
      Wh-What is it...?
      Do you have something
      to say, Ms. Fey!?
    
    Mia:
      I-I'm sorry!
      I-I totally forgot what I was
      going to say...
    
    Mia:
      This is... This is the first
      time I've ever had to actually
      address someone like that...
    
    Judge:
      Grrgh...
      You should have practiced
      before coming to court!
    
    Judge:
      Honestly, Ms. Fey...
      I'm not sure I like this!
    
    Armando:
      Hmph...!
      Say there, little Kitten, want
      a piece of my coffee candy?
    
    Mia:
      Candy?
    
    Armando:
      Well, you're still too young
      to be drinking real coffee.
    
    Mia:
      (Grrr... Come on, Mia!
      Shake it off!
      You're a lawyer!)
    
    Mia:
      Detective!
    
    Gumshoe:
      Y-Yes, ma'am!
    
    Mia:
      This photo...
    
    Mia:
      You said that there was
      nothing peculiar about it.
      ...Is that correct?
    
    Gumshoe:
      Y-Yeah, that's what I said!
    
    Mia:
      Well then, I suggest you take
      another look at the note
      written by the victim!
    
    Gumshoe:
      The n-n-note...?
    
    Mia:
      It very clearly says,
      "Wear white scarf for
      identification."...
    
    Mia:
      The caller must have forgotten
      what the victim looked like.
      Thus, this special request.
    
    Gumshoe:
      Aaah... I, umm...!
    
    Mia:
      I have one very simple
      question for you, Detective.
      Where is the white scarf?
    
    Mia:
      I can't seem to find it in
      this photo...
    
    Gumshoe:
      Um... Well, to be honest,
      we didn't find it in the
      trunk, ma'am...
    
    Mia:
      And you stopped there!?
      You should have looked for it!
    
    Gumshoe:
      Aaaaaaarrrggg...!
    
    Judge:
      The caller told her to wear it
      to identify herself, so I'd
      expect she did just that!
    
    Judge:
      Well, Mr. Edgeworth!?
      What do you have to say
      about this!?
    
    Edgeworth:
      *sigh*
    
    Edgeworth:
      I see the defense is a
      little... lacking.
    
    Mia:
      ...!
    
    Edgeworth:
      The scarf you are searching
      so desperately for...
      ...Is it this one, perchance?
    
    Mia:
      ...Ah!
    
    Gumshoe:
      Wh-Where did you find that,
      sir!?
    
    Edgeworth:
      On Dusky Bridge. I was there
      first, and decided to conduct
      my own investigation.
    
    Gumshoe:
      Wh-Why...?
      Why didn't you tell me?
    
    Edgeworth:
      I made a decision to keep
      all pieces of evidence in my
      personal satchel.
    
    Edgeworth:
      It's the safest place I know.
    
    Armando:
      Hmph!
      That hot-shot sure has a flair
      for the dramatic...
    
    Edgeworth:
      It's not exactly "white", as
      the caller requested...
    
    Edgeworth:
      But as you can see, it's
      close enough, for what it
      was intended for.
    
    Judge:
      Hmmm...
      It looks like it spent some
      time in the mud.
    
    Edgeworth:
      Not surprising...
      It was drizzling on the
      mountain that day.
    
    Mia:
      (Prosecutor Edgeworth...
      He was intentionally hiding
      that scarf the whole time!)
    
    Judge:
      The court will accept the
      scarf into evidence.
    
    *Scarf added to the
    Court Record.*
    
    Edgeworth:
      Now, if the attorney for the
      defense is finished
      embarrassing herself...
    
    Edgeworth:
      ...I'd like to move on with
      the testimony. That IS alright
      with you, isn't it, Ms. Fey?
    
    Mia:
      (Boy would I like to wrap this
      scarf around his smarmy little
      neck...)
    
    Edgeworth:
      Very good. Now, if we're done
      with this mud-covered scarf
      business...
    
    Edgeworth:
      ...the prosecution moves to
      establish conclusively, and
      with hard evidence that...
    
    Edgeworth:
      ...Ms. Hawthorne and
      Mr. Fawles did indeed meet
      on that bridge that day.
    
    Edgeworth:
      Further, we will show exactly
      what occurred there.
    
    Judge:
      That sounds quite promising.
      I can't wait to hear all
      about it.
    
    Mia:
      (Argh... Everything is moving
      at his whim...)
    
    Armando:
      Don't forget, Kitten.
      There's a reason why everyone
      considers this kid a genius.
    
    Mia:
      (A genius, huh...)
    
    -------------------------------------------------------------------------------
    
    WITNESS TESTIMONY
    -- Events on Dusky Bridge --
    
    (1)
    Gumshoe:
      Actually, there's an
      eyewitness who was there
      when the incident took place.
    
    (2)
    Gumshoe:
      This photo was accidentally
      taken by the witness. It shows
      her wearing the scarf, sir.
    
    (3)
    Gumshoe:
      It was drizzling that day;
      unfortunately, it's a little
      hard to see what's going on.
    
    (4)
    Gumshoe:
      Anyway, the criminal shoved
      the victim down from behind
      and stabbed her in the back!
    
    (5)
    Gumshoe:
      ...That must have been
      when the scarf fell off.
    
    --------------------------------------------
    
    Judge:
      Hmm.
      Looking at this photo...
    
    Judge:
      ...you really get the sense
      that this bridge is very high
      up.
    
    Edgeworth:
      It is about a 40 feet drop
      from the bridge to the Eagle
      River down below.
    
    Judge:
      Mr. Edgeworth, who took this
      photo anyway?
    
    Edgeworth:
      Let's just say that it was a
      well-intentioned third party.
    
    Judge:
      Aha! A potential witness!
      So why isn't this person
      in the courtroom?
    
    Gumshoe:
      Well... They said they
      absolutely did not want
      to testify.
    
    Edgeworth:
      ...The person in question is
      very delicate, Your Honor.
    
    Edgeworth:
      Besides, as long as we have
      this photo, we see no reason
      to compel her to testify.
    
    Judge:
      ...
      I'm not sure how I feel
      about that!
    
    *Witness's Photo added
    to the Court Record.*
    
    Edgeworth:
      So, as you can see,
      Terry Fawles had both the
      motive and the opportunity.
    
    Edgeworth:
      I think it's quite clear at
      this point what happened on
      that bridge.
    
    Judge:
      ...
      Hmm.
    
    Judge:
      Aha! The truth is becoming
      clear to me now!
    
    Mia:
      Huh?
    
    Judge:
      Yes, it's quite obvious.
      He's clearly guilty.
    
    Mia:
      N-Not again!
      That's not fair!
    
    Mia:
      I haven't even done my
      cross-examination yet!
    
    Judge:
      Hmm...
    
    Mia:
      (What do you mean, "Hmm"!?)
    
    -------------------------------------------------------------------------------
    
    CROSS EXAMINATION
    -- Events on Dusky Bridge --
    
    (1)
    Gumshoe:
      Actually, there's an
      eyewitness who was there
      when the incident took place.
    
         Mia:
           *HOLD IT!*
    
         Mia:
           Who is this eyewitness?
    
         Gumshoe:
           She's a college student!
    
         Mia:
           A female college student...?
    
         Gumshoe:
           That's right!
           Meaning she's "female" AND
           a "college student", ma'am!
    
         Gumshoe:
           She doesn't do well in
           front of other people, so I
           came to testify for her.
    
         Mia:
           Maybe so! But as the attorney
           for the defense, I have the
           right to cross-examine her...
    
         Edgeworth:
           *OBJECTION!*
    
         Edgeworth:
           For the time being, we're not
           relying on the witness's
           statements... That is all.
    
         Mia:
           Wh-What is that supposed
           to mean!?
    
         Edgeworth:
           ...The prosecution has other,
           more decisive evidence.
    
         Edgeworth:
           Our case doesn't rest on the
           vague testimony of a
           female college student.
    
         Judge:
           A female college student, eh.
    
         Gumshoe:
           It means she's "female" AND
           a "college student", sir!
    
         Edgeworth:
           If you absolutely must hear
           her testimony, you'll have to
           give us a good reason why.
    
         Mia:
           Grrr...
    
         Judge:
           Please tell us about the
           more decisive evidence in
           question.
    
    (2)
    Gumshoe:
      This photo was accidentally
      taken by the witness. It shows
      her wearing the scarf, sir.
    
         Mia:
           *HOLD IT!*
    
         Mia:
           (The victim is wearing a
           scarf in that photo alright.) 
    
         Mia:
           So, about the witness who
           took this photo...
    
         Mia:
           What was this person doing
           all the way in the mountains?
    
         Gumshoe:
           She was taking photos of
           wild flowers apparently.
    
         Edgeworth:
           There are many unusual types
           of flora on that mountain,
           Ms. Fey.
    
         Edgeworth:
           People in the area say
           it's because of the spirits
           that live there.
    
         Judge:
           S-S-Spirits!
           Now that you mention it,
           th-this photo...
    
         Judge:
           This cloudy fog-like thing...
           Is-Is it a ghost!?
           I-I don't believe it!
    
         Gumshoe:
           No, Your Honor, no...
           I don't think it's a ghost.
    
    (3)
    Gumshoe:
      It was drizzling that day;
      unfortunately, it's a little
      hard to see what's going on.
    
         Mia:
           *HOLD IT!*
    
         Mia:
           Drizzling, huh?
    
         Gumshoe:
           That's right. There was a
           light rain coming down.
           The whole place was dreary...
    
         Gumshoe:
           ...But not as dreary as the
           mood that's in this court
           room right now. Ha ha.
    
         Mia:
           ...
    
         Edgeworth:
           ...
    
         Judge:
           ...
    
         Gumshoe:
           ...Looks like a cold front
           just moved in.
    
         Edgeworth:
           In any case...
    
         Edgeworth:
           The point is that the area
           was quite damp.
           There was even some fog.
    
         Gumshoe:
           I even slipped and fell while
           I was on the bridge.
           It was really something.
    
    (4)
    Gumshoe:
      Anyway, the criminal shoved
      the victim down from behind
      and stabbed her in the back!
    
         Mia:
           *HOLD IT!*
    
         Mia:
           Is that part of the witness's
           testimony as well?
    
         Gumshoe:
           Of course it is.
    
         Gumshoe:
           He pushed the victim hard in
           the back and she fell down
           right on her stomach!
    
         Judge:
           Hmm...
    
         Judge:
           ...I remember that happening
           once myself.
           It was really broodle.
    
         Mia:
           ...
    
         Mia:
           (Are you talking about seeing
           someone get pushed, or were
           you the one getting pushed?)
    
         Mia:
           (Or does it mean that you
           pushed someone down like
           that once...?)
    
         Mia:
           (With his mind-boggling tales
           and the way he said, "brutal",
           I wonder if he's Canadian...)
    
         Armando:
           Ha...!
    
         Armando:
           Save your nasty look for
           the right person.
    
         Mia:
           Huh...?
    
         Armando:
           ...Take a look.
    
         Armando:
           Poor baby... The Court Record
           seems to have wet itself.
    
         Mia:
           Hey! Watch where you
           spill your coffee!
    
         Mia:
           (The Court Record, huh...)
    
    (5)
    Gumshoe:
      ...That must have been
      when the scarf fell off.
    
         Mia:
           *HOLD IT!*
    
         Mia:
           So in other words, there was
           a struggle between the
           criminal and the victim, huh?
    
         Gumshoe:
           That's what the witness said.
    
         Gumshoe:
           Well.
           It looks like she didn't
           remember about the scarf.
    
         Gumshoe:
           But from what she said,
           it sounded like a pretty
           violent fight, ma'am.
    
         Mia:
           (The area was wet from rain.
           The bridge was probably wet,
           too.)
    
         Mia:
           (Which would explain why the
           scarf was all covered in
           mud, but...)
    
         Mia:
           (There's something about
           this testimony that's still
           bothering me...)
    
    --------------------------------------------
    
    Armando:
      Heh, talk about a surprise.
      I had no idea there was
      a photo.
    
    Mia:
      S-So what do I do... ?
    
    Armando:
      You really still believe him?
      Mr. Crybaby, I mean?
    
    Mia:
      Of course I do!
    
    Armando:
      Hmph...!
      So the little kitten believes
      in fairy tales, huh...
    
    Armando:
      In that case, the answer
      is obvious.
    
    Armando:
      If what you believe is
      the truth...
    
    Armando:
      ...then that means that
      somewhere, hidden in that
      testimony, is a contradiction.
    
    Armando:
      One huge contradiction
      waiting to be discovered.
      ...That's your chance.
    
    RETURN TO THE START OF CROSS-EXAMINATION
    
    -------------------------------------------------------------------------------
    
    *Present Crime Photo* at (4)
    
    Mia:
      *OBJECTION!*
    
    Mia:
      So at the time of the crime,
      there was a light drizzle
      coming down, correct?
    
    Gumshoe:
      Yeah, and fog, too.
      Just a generally soggy
      atmosphere.
    
    Mia:
      Well, I have evidence
      that doesn't go with
      the soggy atmosphere.
    
    Judge:
      But this is a photo of the
      victim's body that was found
      in the car trunk.
    
    Mia:
      Considering the conditions
      at the scene of the crime,
      something isn't right.
    
    Edgeworth:
      ...
    
    Judge:
      Well by all means...
      Please enlighten us as to
      what isn't right!
    
    Judge:
      What is it about this photo of
      the trunk that doesn't fit
      with the conditions that day?
    
    xxx Present anywhere else xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
    x
    x Mia:
    x   *TAKE THAT!*
    x
    x Mia;
    x   Naturally, the answer is...
    x   right around HERE!
    x   ...I think.
    x
    x Judge:
    x   ...Well, Mr. Edgeworth!?
    x
    x Edgeworth:
    x   It seems to me that Ms. Fey
    x   could use a trunk herself.
    x
    x Mia:
    x   What...?
    x
    x Edgeworth:
    x   One that she could hide all
    x   her bitter memories from this
    x   trial in, that is.
    x
    x Judge:
    x   Ho ho ho ho ho...
    x   You truly are a genius...
    x
    x Judge:
    x   A genius of sarcasm and
    x   word-play.
    x
    x Mia:
    x   (Oops! It looks like I really
    x   put my foot in my mouth
    x   that time!)
    x
    x Armando:
    x   Just relax. Lick your wounds
    x   clean and then go after him
    x   again, Kitten.
    x
    x Armando:
    x   No matter how bitter the
    x   memory... It can never be as
    x   bitter as dark black coffee.
    x
    x Mia:
    x   (Alright, Mia! You have got to
    x   think harder this time!)
    x
    x Judge:
    x   Now then, let me ask you
    x   one more time...
    x
    x RETURN TO QUESTION
    x
    xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
    
    *Present victim's coat*
    
    Mia:
      *TAKE THAT!*
    
    Mia:
      Naturally the answer is...
      right here!
    
    Judge:
      The victim's... coat?
    
    Judge:
      As far as I can see, there
      is nothing strange about it.
    
    Mia:
      That's exactly what's strange!
    
    Mia:
      Remember the testimony!
      What were the conditions
      on the bridge that day?
    
    Mia:
      It was drizzling and foggy.
      Dusky Bridge was all wet.
    
    Mia:
      If the victim really had
      fallen down on her stomach
      on top of the bridge...
    
    Mia:
      ...then the front of her coat
      should have been covered
      in mud!
    
    Gumshoe:
      Urk...!
    
    Edgeworth:
      ...!
    
    Judge:
      That...
      That's exactly right!
    
    Judge:
      The other day I fell on a
      muddy street and my gorgeous
      playoff beard was befouled!
    
    Edgeworth:
      *OBJECTION!*
    
    Edgeworth:
      ...I do admit that the
      crime scene was quite wet
      that day.
    
    Edgeworth:
      However! That doesn't mean
      that the top of the bridge
      itself was muddy!
    
    Edgeworth:
      If Your Honor had fallen in
      the shower instead of on a
      muddy street...
    
    Edgeworth:
      ...his glorious hockey beard,
      pride of the Legal League,
      would be wet, but not muddy!
    
    Judge:
      Fortunately, I have yet to
      test that. Still, your point
      is well-taken.
    
    Edgeworth:
      Can you prove that the
      surface of the bridge
      was muddy that day?
    
    Mia:
      (The surface of the bridge,
      huh...)
    
    Armando:
      Ha...!
      A real man wouldn't
      stand for a taunt like this!
    
    Mia:
      (Neither would a real woman!)
    
    Mia:
      Of course I can!
    
    Edgeworth:
      ...!
    
    Mia:
      Here is the evidence that
      proves the surface of the
      bridge was muddy!
    
    xxx Present something wrong xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
    x
    x Mia:
    x   *TAKE THAT!*
    x
    x Mia:
    x   The evidence is...
    x
    x Armando:
    x   Wait a minute.
    x
    x Mia:
    x   Wh-What is it?
    x   Your timing is terrible...!
    x
    x Armando:
    x   If you present that
    x   evidence, it would be like...
    x
    x Armando:
    x   Like jumping off a 100-story
    x   building into a bubbling pool
    x   of magma.
    x
    x Armando:
    x   ...After tying a 10-ton
    x   boulder around your neck.
    x
    x Mia:
    x   What is THAT supposed
    x   to mean?
    x
    x Armando:
    x   To put it simply...
    x   It would be suicide.
    x
    x Mia:
    x   (Why didn't he just put it
    x   simply in the first place...?)
    x
    x Edgeworth:
    x   Is your little chat finished?
    x   Can we move on now?
    x
    x Mia:
    x   Y-Yes...
    x   I-I've changed my mind.
    x
    x Judge:
    x   Life is short, Ms. Fey.
    x   Hurry it up already!
    x
    x Mia:
    x   Yes, Your Honor!
    x   The defense is now prepared
    x   to show our evidence!
    x
    x RETURN TO QUESTION
    x
    xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
    
    *Present Scarf*
    
    Mia:
      *TAKE THAT!*
    
    Mia:
      The evidence is...
      this scarf!
    
    Judge:
      Ah...!
    
    Mia:
      It should be obvious...
    
    Mia:
      If the scarf fell onto the
      bridge and got this muddy...
    
    Mia:
      It means that the bridge
      was obviously covered in mud!
    
    Edgeworth:
      Urrrnngh...!
      No... I can't be outwitted by
      this novice bimbo...!
    
    Mia:
      (Hey! Same to you, buddy!)
    
    Judge:
      Ms. Fey's assertion makes
      perfect sense to me...
    
    Edgeworth:
      *OBJECTION!*
    
    Edgeworth:
      I do admit that there
      appears to be a
      contradiction between...
    
    Edgeworth:
      ...the condition of the
      victim's coat and her
      scarf.
    
    Edgeworth:
      However!
      The real question is... why is
      there a contradiction?
    
    Mia:
      Huh?
    
    Edgeworth:
      For every contradiction,
      there exists an explanation.
    
    Edgeworth:
      Let's look at what the
      explanation in this case
      may be, shall we?
    
    Mia:
      A-Alright...!
      (It's not like he's really
      giving me a choice here...)
    
    Armando:
      Ha...!
    
    Armando:
      You're doing pretty good.
      ...For a little kitten.
    
    Mia:
      M-Mr. Armando!
    
    Armando:
      No matter what he says, a
      contradiction always comes
      down to a lie.
    
    Armando:
      It's either the victim
      discovered in the trunk...
    
    Armando:
      ...the witness's photo showing
      the defendant and the
      victim...
    
    Armando:
      ...or the witness's testimony
      that stated she saw the
      moment of the murder.
    
    Armando:
      Just relax and think it over.
      It's pretty simple, isn't it?
    
    Armando:
      The false evidence...
      It's one of those three.
    
    Judge:
      Hmph! What you said just now!
      I'm not sure I like that!
    
    Mia:
      Th-That wasn't me, Your Honor!
      It was the coffee aficionado
      over here that said it!
    
    Judge:
      This court is not in the
      habit of accepting false
      evidence, you know!
    
    Armando:
      Blame it on him, Your Honor.
      He's the one trying to slip
      false evidence into the court.
    
    Mia:
      ...!
    
    Armando:
      But we won't let him!
      We'll expose his evidence as
      the flimsy scam it really is!
    
    Mia:
      Y-Yes!
    
    Mia:
      The false evidence in
      this case is the...
    
    *** witness's photo. ***********************
    *
    * Mia:
    *   About the photo that the
    *   prosecution claims was taken
    *   by a witness...
    *
    * Mia:
    *   It certainly seems to show
    *   a man in a prison uniform
    *   and a woman in a coat.
    *
    * Mia:
    *   However! We can't tell any
    *   more than that from the photo!
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   *OBJECTION!*
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   Are you saying the people in
    *   the photo may not be the
    *   victim and the defendant?
    *
    * Mia:
    *   W-Well, that's certainly
    *   a possibility!
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   So perhaps it was another
    *   prisoner and policewoman?
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   I admit, people have their
    *   quirks. Perhaps they were part
    *   of a role-playing group?
    *
    * Mia:
    *   W-Well, I suppose that's
    *   also p-possible... I guess...
    *
    * Armando:
    *   You messed up again... Kitten.
    *
    * Mia:
    *   M-Mr. Armando!
    *
    * Armando:
    *   There should be something
    *   else that's even more
    *   suspicious.
    *
    * Armando:
    *   Now think the whole thing
    *   over again.
    *
    * Judge:
    *   From this point on, Ms. Fey,
    *   I will penalize you for making
    *   unsubstantiated accusations!
    *
    * Mia:
    *   (Ugggh... Don't do it, Mia!
    *   Don't cry until you get home!)
    *
    * Judge:
    *   In any case...!
    *
    * RETURN TO QUESTION
    *
    ********************************************
    
    *** body in the trunk. *********************
    *
    * Mia:
    *   If the victim really did try
    *   to repel her killer and if she
    *   did fall down on the bridge...
    *
    * Mia:
    *   ...then you would expect her
    *   coat to be dirty.
    *
    * Mia:
    *   Therefore! The body that
    *   was found in the trunk of
    *   the car...
    *
    * Mia:
    *   It was NOT the body of
    *   Valerie Hawthorne!
    *
    * Judge:
    *   Wh-What do you have to
    *   say to that, Mr. Edgeworth!
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   *sigh*
    *   Objection.
    *
    * Judge:
    *   Hmm...
    *   Not only a whisper, but he
    *   mixed in a sigh, too.
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   Valerie Hawthorne was more
    *   than a simple meter maid; she
    *   was a sergeant.
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   There's absolutely no chance
    *   that a mistake about her
    *   identity could be made.
    *
    * Mia:
    *   Uuurgh...
    *   (I guess he's right...)
    *
    * Judge:
    *   From this point on, Ms. Fey,
    *   I will penalize you for making
    *   unsubstantiated accusations!
    *
    * Mia:
    *   (Ugggh... Don't do it, Mia!
    *   Don't cry until you get home!)
    *
    * Judge:
    *   In any case...!
    *
    * RETURN TO QUESTION
    *
    ********************************************
    
    *** witness's testimony. *******************
    *
    * CONTINUE
    *
    ********************************************
    
    Mia:
      It is a no-brainer.
      Obviously it's the witness
      that's suspicious!
    
    Mia:
      During his earlier testimony,
      the detective pointed out
      a crucial fact.
    
    Mia:
      "The criminal shoved the
      victim down from behind
      and stabbed her in the back."
    
    Mia:
      Now, is that testimony
      exactly what the witness
      claims to have seen?
    
    Gumshoe:
      Yeah.
      ...That's what the witness
      told us.
    
    Mia:
      That testimony...
      is filled with holes.
    
    Mia:
      After all, the victim's coat
      isn't dirty at all.
    
    Judge:
      Hmm... That's true.
    
    Armando:
      Ha...!
      It's not just true.
      It's the truth.
    
    Armando:
      If there was a truly decisive
      witness in this case...
    
    Armando:
      ...I'm certain that boy wonder
      over there would have called
      them in the first place!
    
    Mia:
      ...Your Honor!
    
    Mia:
      The defense requests
      to cross-examine the
      eyewitness!
    
    Mia:
      The testimony presented so
      far is not only vague, but
      contradictory as well!
    
    Judge:
      Well, Mr. Edgeworth?
    
    Judge:
      It appears that we'll need
      to hear from your mystery
      witness after all.
    
    Edgeworth:
      ...
      *sigh*
      You should brace yourself.
    
    Edgeworth:
      ...For the brutal truth.
    
    Mia:
      ...?
    
    Edgeworth:
      Your Honor, the prosecution
      has no intention of hiding the
      witness from the court.
    
    Edgeworth:
      We are prepared to present
      our witness at any time.
    
    Judge:
      Very well...
      Please bring forth your
      witness at this time.
    
    Mia:
      (What Mr. Edgeworth said...
      kind of worries me...)
    
    Mia:
      (What does he mean by
      "the brutal truth"?)
    
    -------------------------------------------------------------------------------
    
    Judge:
      Now, let's proceed with the
      testimony.
    
    Judge:
      Mr. Edgeworth.
      Please go right ahead.
    
    Edgeworth:
      Thank you, Your Honor.
      The prosecution summons...
    
    Edgeworth:
      ...the woman who saw the
      events that day with her
      very own eyes.
    
    Mia:
      (This is it, Mia! The battle
      begins here!)
    
    --------------------------------------------
    
    Edgeworth:
      ...Witness.
      What is your name and
      occupation?
    
    Edgeworth:
      ...
    
    Judge:
      ...
    
    Mia:
      (Everyone is so silent that
      I can hear their hearts going
      pitter-patter...)
    
    Judge:
      Hmm... Ohh...
    
    Judge:
      When I look at you...
      How can I put it...?
    
    Judge:
      You look as scrumptous as a
      double-double and a dozen
      doughnut holes...
    
    Judge:
      I feel like I want to hurry
      up and hand down a verdict
      just to have a bite...
    
    Mia:
      (Hey, hey! Not so fast!)
    
    Edgeworth:
      ...*sigh*
      As I said before...
    
    Edgeworth:
      This witness is very
      sensitive and delicate.
    
    Edgeworth:
      I would ask the court to
      please exercise care when
      addressing her.
    
    Judge:
      Yes, indeed...
      Thank you, Mr. Edgeworth.
      You are a true gentleman.
    
    Judge:
      Ms. Fey!
      You could learn a lot from
      this man!
    
    Mia:
      (...If he's such a gentleman,
      he sure doesn't act like one
      to me.)
    
    ? ? ?:
      Umm... Sir?
    
    Judge:
      Hmmm...
      Eh? Yes, my dear?
    
    ? ? ?:
      This is my first time,
      so I'm sure I'll make a
      lot of mistakes.
    
    ? ? ?:
      Anyway... I just wanted to
      say I'm sorry for all the
      trouble I might cause...
    
    Judge:
      Hmmmmm...
      Not at all! It's no trouble
      at all!
    
    Mia:
      Now then...
      May we please have your
      name and occupation?
    
    Melissa:
      My name is, umm...
      ...Melissa Foster.
    
    Melissa:
      I'm a college student...
      A-A freshman in the
      literature department.
    
    Edgeworth:
      You were on the scene
      when the unfortunate event
      occurred, correct?
    
    Mia:
      ...And you were the one
      who took this photo?
      Is that accurate?
    
    Melissa:
      Waaaaaah!
      H-How can you be so mean...?
    
    Judge:
      Now see here! What are you
      doing shoving that in her face
      like that!?
    
    Mia:
      Huh? B-But it's just a
      photograph! It's not like
      it's something dangerous!
    
    Judge:
      Next time I'll be forced
      to penalize you!
    
    Mia:
      (Uh oh... I don't like the
      turn this has taken...)
    
    Melissa:
      ...
    
    Mia:
      ...?
      (Is she... staring at me?)
    
    Melissa:
      Umm...
      And you would be...?
    
    Mia:
      Huh?
      I-I'm the defense lawyer.
      ...My name is Mia Fey.
    
    Melissa:
      ...
    
    Melissa:
      ...I see.
      So you are...
    
    Judge:
      Now then, young lady.
      Could you please give us
      your testimony?
    
    Melissa:
      Yes, Your Honor...
      I-I'll do my best.
    
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    WITNESS TESTIMONY
    -- The Witness's Photograph --
    
    (1)
    Melissa:
      I... I was using my camera to
      take some pictures of wild
      flowers.
    
    (2)
    Melissa:
      Then, I noticed there were
      two people standing up on
      the suspension bridge.
    
    (3)
    Melissa:
      Suddenly, they just
      started fighting!
    
    (4)
    Melissa:
      That's when I hurried
      and took the photo that
      shows the crucial moment.
    
    (5)
    Melissa:
      And right after that,
      I called the police.
    
    --------------------------------------------
    
    Judge:
      Hmm...
    
    Judge:
      By the way, where were
      you standing when the
      incident occurred...?
    
    Edgeworth:
      I believe the map would
      be of help here.
    
    Melissa:
      Umm... I was standing right
      over... here.
    
    Melissa:
      I was standing in a
      beautiful field, surrounded
      by tall cliffs.
    
    Judge:
      So you took the photo
      from that location, eh.
    
    Melissa:
      I brought the camera I was
      using at the time, just like
      Mr. Edgeworth asked me to.
    
    Judge:
      Ho ho ho.
      What a cute camera...
      Just like its owner.
    
    *Camera added to the
    Court Record.*
    
    Judge:
      ...Alright then, Ms. Fey.
      Time for your cross-
      examination.
    
    Judge:
      But I warn you, make the
      witness cry again, and you'll
      feel the wrath of my gavel.
    
    -------------------------------------------------------------------------------
    
    CROSS EXAMINATION
    -- The Witness's Photograph --
    
    (1)
    Melissa:
      I... I was using my camera to
      take some pictures of wild
      flowers.
    
         Mia:
           *HOLD IT!*
    
         Mia:
           Did you say... "wild flowers"?
    
         Melissa:
           Yes, the mountain is
           famous for its beautiful
           spring wild flowers.
    
         Mia:
           Umm... But it's only February.
    
         Melissa:
           Well, I... I couldn't wait
           for Spring to come.
    
         Judge:
           Ho ho...
           I know just how you feel!
    
         Judge:
           It's just like when I first
           started growing this glorious
           beard of mine...
    
         Judge:
           I just couldn't wait, so I
           wore a dyed blonde Santa beard
           until mine grew in properly.
    
         Edgeworth:
           ...Would you mind if we got
           back to the facts of the
           case, Your Honor?
    
    (2)
    Melissa:
      Then, I noticed there were
      two people standing up on
      the suspension bridge.
    
         Mia:
           *HOLD IT!*
    
         Mia:
           Was there anything strange
           about the two of them?
    
         Melissa:
           I... I'm a bad girl.
           ...I know I am.
    
         Melissa:
           It looked like they were
           having a really serious
           conversation up there...
    
         Melissa:
           ...So I decided to watch them.
           Like some kind of Peeping Tom.
    
         Judge:
           No, not at all!
           Everyone is like that!
    
         Judge:
           I love watching other
           people fight, too. In fact,
           I can't get enough of it!
    
         Judge:
           ...Actually, that's why I
           took this job in the first
           place.
    
         Mia:
           (Too much info, Your Honor!)
    
         Edgeworth:
           ...In any case, it's perfectly
           natural for you to have
           kept watching them.
    
         Edgeworth:
           Especially dressed as they
           were...
    
         Melissa:
           Well, anyway... I was
           watching them very closely.
    
    (3)
    Melissa:
      Suddenly, they just
      started fighting!
    
         Mia:
           *HOLD IT!*
    
         Mia:
           Do you have any idea what
           they were fighting about?
    
         Melissa:
           Eh? No... I have no idea.
           Why do you ask that?
    
         Mia:
           Oh, I just thought that
           maybe you overheard
           what they said...
    
         Melissa:
           ...
    
         Mia:
           ...!
    
         Melissa:
           I would never...
           I would never eavesdrop...
    
         Melissa:
           I've got more class than that!
    
         Judge:
           That's right, Ms. Fey!
           Don't drag the witness down
           to your level!
    
         Mia:
           (Grrrr...!)
    
    (4)
    Melissa:
      That's when I hurried
      and took the photo that
      shows the crucial moment.
    
         Mia:
           *HOLD IT!*
    
         Mia:
           Why did you take a photo?
    
         Melissa:
           Well, the two of them were
           really going at it...
    
         Melissa:
           Ever since I was a little
           girl, I always wanted to be
           a news reporter...
    
         Melissa:
           I guess that part of me
           just kind of took over...
    
         Mia:
           (Smells like a lie to me...)
    
         Judge:
           Yes, I understand completely!
    
         Judge:
           Even now, I can't completely
           abandon my boyhood dreams...
    
         Judge:
           I still use my grandson to
           test my comedy routines on!
    
         Mia:
           (So he wanted to be a
           comedian, huh. ...Not that it
           has any bearing on this.)
    
         Melissa:
           All I could do was to
           use my camera.
    
         Melissa:
           So I took the photo of
           the crucial moment and
           gave it to the police.
    
    (4b)
    Melissa:
      The victim turned around
      and tried to run away, but...
    
         Mia:
           *HOLD IT!*
    
         Mia:
           The victim...
           Why do you think she tried
           to run away?
    
         Melissa:
           Umm...
    
         Mia:
           With her police training, she
           certainly knew better than to
           turn her back on a criminal...
    
         Edgeworth:
           *OBJECTION!*
    
         Edgeworth:
           This was a large, powerful
           man with a knife.
    
         Edgeworth:
           If it had been a quaggy woman
           like you, I'm sure she would
           have acted differently.
    
         Mia:
           ("Quaggy"!? Why you...!)
    
         Judge:
           If it had been me, I probably
           would have jumped into the
           river!
    
         Mia:
           (There's still something
           wrong with this testimony...)
    
    (5)
    Melissa:
      And right after that,
      I called the police.
    
         Mia:
           *HOLD IT!*
    
         Mia:
           You called the police?
    
         Melissa:
           Yes. Because it looked to me
           like the murderer was going to
           try to escape.
    
         Edgeworth:
           ...We were already moving
           before the call even came in.
    
         Edgeworth:
           Thanks to the victim's note,
           we had already started our
           operation.
    
         Judge:
           Hmm...
           That was certainly tough
           luck for the criminal, eh.
    
    (5b)
    Melissa:
      She only got about 10 yards
      before she was stabbed
      in the back.
    
         Mia:
           *HOLD IT!*
    
         Mia:
           So you're saying
           Sergeant Hawthorne wasn't
           able to get away from him...?
    
         Melissa:
           Well, it's a narrow bridge
           and it was swaying back
           and forth...
    
         Melissa:
           If you ask me, both of them
           were in danger of falling off.
    
         Melissa:
           I only wish I could have
           done something to help her...
    
         Judge:
           Hmmmm...
           That seems to make sense.
    
         Mia:
           I wonder about that...
           Something seems kind
           of off...
    
         Armando:
           Ha...!
           You have a good sixth sense.
    
         Armando:
           When you feel that something's
           off, that's when you need to
           figure out why...
     
    --------------------------------------------
    
    Mia:
      (If Terry Fawles isn't
      the criminal...)
    
    Mia:
      (Then there must be
      something strange in that
      girl's testimony!)
    
    Armando:
      Be careful, Kitten.
    
    Armando:
      That girl has the judge
      wrapped right around her
      little finger.
    
    Armando:
      You're going to have a tough
      time poking holes in that
      testimony of hers.
    
    Mia:
      (You're going to have to
      come up with something
      really good, Mia!)
    
    RETURN TO THE START OF CROSS-EXAMINATION
    
    -------------------------------------------------------------------------------
    
    *Present Witness's Photo* at (4)
    
    Mia:
      *OBJECTION!*
    
    Mia:
      ...Witness.
    
    Mia:
      When you said you took a
      photo of the crucial moment, 
      is this what you meant?
    
    Melissa:
      Err...
    
    Mia:
      All I can see in this photo
      are two people facing
      each other.
    
    Mia:
      You testified that you saw
      the two of them starting to
      fight.
    
    Mia:
      Normally that's the kind of
      thing we would refer to as
      a crucial moment!
    
    Mia:
      Why haven't you presented
      a photo like that!?
    
    Melissa:
      ...W-Well, you see...
    
    Edgeworth:
      ...The photo we presented
      was the only one there was.
    
    Mia:
      But if you really wanted to
      capture the crucial moment...
    
    Mia:
      ...then what happened next?
      You must have taken a photo
      of it!
    
    Judge:
      Hm...
      Hmmmmm... Doh!
    
    Judge:
      Err... Umm...
      My apologies, young lady...
    
    Judge:
      But Ms. Fey's assertion
      is not without a certain
      amount of merit...
    
    Mia:
      (He can certainly downplay
      a situation, can't he...)
    
    Melissa:
      ...I-I'm sorry...
      ...I'm a very bad girl.
    
    Melissa:
      I umm...
      I used it all up...
      The film, I mean.
    
    Judge:
      You ran out of film!?
    
    Melissa:
      Err, this photo was the
      last one.
    
    Mia:
      What!?
    
    Edgeworth:
      Unfortunately, that is the
      truth.
    
    Edgeworth:
      ...I personally examined all
      of the photographs she took
      that day.
    
    Edgeworth:
      All the other photos are of
      the witness herself, playing
      among the wild flowers.
    
    Mia:
      The witness herself?
      Then who took the photos?
    
    Melissa:
      Well... You see...
      My camera has a timer
      feature built into it.
    
    Mia:
      So, you took photos of
      yourself!?
    
    Judge:
      Hmm...
      I remember taking some photos
      of myself once, too!
    
    Mia:
      (Please! No details...!)
    
    Judge:
      ...It seems that Ms. Fey's
      assertion was not so decisive
      after all.
    
    Mia:
      W-Wait!
      Just a minute!
    
    Judge:
      Well, if she had no film left,
      she couldn't very well take
      more pictures, eh.
    
    Edgeworth:
      Ms. Foster, perhaps then
      you could tell us about a
      different sort of photo.
    
    Edgeworth:
      Photos of the incident that
      you "took" with your very
      own eyes.
    
    Melissa:
      Mr. Edgeworth...
      You're quite the poet!
    
    Judge:
      Very well then! Let's get back
      to the cross-examination.
    
    Judge:
      ...Let's hear your thoughts
      on the fight that you
      witnessed!
    
    Melissa:
      Yes... Mr. Judge.
    
    Mia:
      (Boy, this guy is really a
      sucker for sweet talk...)
    
    Armando:
      Ha...!
    
    Armando:
      It looks like the other kitten
      in the room is the one that's
      getting all the attention.
    
    Mia:
      Yeah, it's sickening.
    
    CHANGE (4) TO (4b)
    CHANGE (5) TO (5b)
    
    RETURN TO THE START OF CROSS-EXAMINATION
    
    -------------------------------------------------------------------------------
    
    *Present Dusky Bridge Map* at (4b) or (5b)
    
    Mia:
      *OBJECTION!*
    
    Mia:
      Witness!
      Your testimony is a joke!
    
    Melissa:
      Huh... Wh-What...?
      B-But I... I just...
    
    Judge:
      Ms. Fey!
      I thought I warned you not
      to make the witness cry!
    
    Mia:
      One short testimony and
      two bad contradictions...
    
    Mia:
      There's no possible excuse!
    
    Judge:
      You say there were...
      two contradictions!?
    
    Mia:
      It's simple.
      Just take a look at the
      diagram of the area.
    
    Mia:
      According to her testimony,
      the two of them were in the
      middle of the bridge.
    
    Mia:
      But if they were, and the
      victim had turned around
      and tried to run...
    
    Mia:
      Well, then...
    
    Judge:
      S-She would've hit a
      dead-end...!
    
    Mia:
      You said 10 yards, but she
      couldn't have ran even 5!
    
    Mia:
      Because Dusky Bridge is
      collapsed on that side!
    
    Melissa:
      Waaaaaah!
    
    Judge:
      Wh-What does all this
      mean!?
    
    Mia:
      It's very simple, Your Honor.
    
    Mia:
      This charming, little witness
      told a charming, little lie.
    
    Mia:
      That's all there is to it.
    
    Melissa:
      Nnnn...ggg...urk...
    
    Judge:
      Th-This beautiful, young
      lady has been l-lying
      to the court...?
    
    Edgeworth:
      *OBJECTION!*
    
    Edgeworth:
      Just a moment, Your Honor.
    
    Mia:
      (M-Mr. Edgeworth...!)
    
    Edgeworth:
      Your Honor...
      Allow me to personally
      apologize for the confusion.
    
    Judge:
      What do you mean?
    
    Edgeworth:
      There's one major mistake
      in this diagram.
    
    Mia:
      What did you say!?
    
    Judge:
      What are you referring to?
    
    Edgeworth:
      It's all because this diagram
      was made after the incident
      occurred.
    
    Edgeworth:
      It's a very old bridge...
      We couldn't find any
      official blueprints of it.
    
    Judge:
      S-So you're saying...?
    
    Edgeworth:
      I'm saying that even though
      this bridge is currently
      in disrepair...
    
    Edgeworth:
      ...there's no evidence that
      can prove that the bridge was
      broken during the incident.
    
    Mia:
      Th-That's ridiculous...!
    
    Edgeworth:
      You can't actually tell the
      condition of the bridge from
      this photo...
    
    Edgeworth:
      I apologize to the court for
      not being more clear when
      I presented the evidence.
    
    Judge:
      Hmm.
      Hmmmm...
    
    Armando:
      Ha...!
      That guy is good.
    
    Mia:
      Huh? What do you mean?
    
    Armando:
      He planned it from the
      beginning.
    
    Armando:
      He's a genius alright...
      That diagram of the bridge
      was his insurance policy.
    
    Mia:
      (What!? That coward!)
    
    Judge:
      Well, Ms. Fey...
      It seems you've once again
      made a reckless accusation.
    
    Mia:
      ...!
    
    Melissa:
      I-I'm so sorry!
      I should have been more
      careful myself...!
    
    Judge:
      No, no, no, no!
      It wasn't YOUR fault at all!
    
    Edgeworth:
      Now then...
      Shall we go on with the trial?
    
    Edgeworth:
      I'd like to establish, once
      and for all, what it was that
      the witness actually saw.
    
    Judge:
      Indeed.
    
    Judge:
      Alright, young lady...
    
    Judge:
      May I ask you to please
      proceed with your testimony?
    
    Melissa:
      But I...
      It's so hard to go on...!
    
    Judge:
      We're all on your side,
      Ms. Foster!
    
    Edgeworth:
      There's no need to worry.
      Just tell us what you saw.
    
    Melissa:
      Y-Yes, sir!
    
    -------------------------------------------------------------------------------
    
    WITNESS TESTIMONY
    -- Running From the Crime --
    
    (1)
    Melissa:
      After he stabbed her in the
      back, he quickly picked her
      up in his arms.
    
    (2)
    Melissa:
      Then he carried her over
      to the car.
    
    (3)
    Melissa:
      I suppose that was the
      only way he could make
      sure the body stayed hidden.
    
    (4)
    Melissa:
      He couldn't just leave the
      body on top of the bridge.
    
    (5)
    Melissa:
      Oh, I'm sorry... I'm only
      supposed to talk about what
      I saw.
    
    --------------------------------------------
    
    Judge:
      Hmm...
      Witnessing such violence
      must have been difficult.
    
    Melissa:
      Yes, sir...
      I-I'm still shaken up...
    
    Armando:
      If he accepts this testimony
      as it is, we're finished.
    
    Mia:
      D-Don't say that...!
    
    Armando:
      Oh well...
      Maybe I'll stop off at my
      favorite café on the way home.
    
    Armando:
      They make a really great
      mocha latté...
    
    Mia:
      This trial isn't over yet!
    
    Armando:
      Ha...!
      That's what I like to hear...
    
    Judge:
      Alright, Ms. Fey.
      Your cross-examination,
      if you please.
    
    Mia:
      (The contradiction is staring
      you right in the face, Mia!
      Go on the attack!)
    
    -------------------------------------------------------------------------------
    
    CROSS EXAMINATION
    -- Running From the Crime --
    
    (1)
    Melissa:
      After he stabbed her in the
      back, he quickly picked her
      up in his arms.
    
         Mia:
           *HOLD IT!*
    
         Mia:
           Are you saying that the
           victim didn't fall down
           on the bridge?
    
         Melissa:
           Err... Umm...
           Actually, maybe she did fall.
    
         Edgeworth:
           Of course she didn't fall
           down on the bridge.
    
         Edgeworth:
           If she had fallen down,
           this photo wouldn't make
           any sense.
    
         Edgeworth:
           If that was the case, her
           coat would've been all muddy.
    
         Mia:
           *OBJECTION!*
    
         Mia:
           If you don't mind, I was
           asking the witness!
    
         Edgeworth:
           *sigh*
           No need to be so rude.
    
         Judge:
           Well, young lady?
    
         Melissa:
           ...
    
         Melissa:
           Of course she didn't
           fall down.
    
         Melissa:
           The man in the prison uniform
           grabbed her before she could.
    
         Mia:
           ...
    
         Armando:
           Ha...!
           We're one step too slow...
    
         Edgeworth:
           And then, what did the
           defendant do after that?
    
    (2)
    Melissa:
      Then he carried her over
      to the car.
    
         Mia:
           *HOLD IT!*
    
         Mia:
           You personally witnessed that?
    
         Melissa:
           Y-Yes...
    
         Mia:
           Did anything strange happen
           when he did that?
    
         Melissa:
           Well, I don't know if you'd
           call it strange or not...
    
         Melissa:
           ...but that's when the
           victim's scarf fell off.
    
         Judge:
           Hmm...
           You mean this scarf!?
    
         Edgeworth:
           Her words match what we
           found at the scene.
           I don't see any problem...
    
    (3)
    Melissa:
      I suppose that was the
      only way he could make
      sure the body stayed hidden.
    
         Mia:
           *HOLD IT!*
    
         Mia:
           You mean the defendant carried
           the body all by himself?
    
         Melissa:
           Y-Yes...
    
         Edgeworth:
           Considering the size of the
           defendant, I don't think it
           would be difficult.
    
         Mia:
           Yes, but... Let's remember
           they were on a narrow bridge
           that was ready to collapse!
    
         Mia:
           Is it even possible for him to
           have carried a dead body on
           a bridge like that...?
    
         Edgeworth:
           *OBJECTION!*
    
         Edgeworth:
           Well, the fact of the
           matter is that he DID!
    
         Edgeworth:
           That kind of talk is just
           silly!
    
         Mia:
           (Wow... Why did he get so
           emotional all of a sudden?)
    
         Judge:
           Ms. Fey, if you think there's
           some other possibility, please
           share it with the rest of us.
    
    (3b)
    Melissa:
      The killer broke into the
      trunk of the stolen car and
      hid the body in there.
    
         Mia:
           *HOLD IT!*
    
         Mia:
           What did the man do then?
    
         Melissa:
           Well... Naturally, he got in
           the car and was about to flee.
    
         Melissa:
           That's... That's when I
           came to my senses.
    
         Melissa:
           I said to myself,
           "You have to call the police!"
    
         Edgeworth:
           And so that's when you
           called the police?
    
         Mia:
           You're sure that you saw
           all that with your own eyes?
    
         Melissa:
           Yes. I'm 100% certain.
    
    (4)
    Melissa:
      He couldn't just leave the
      body on top of the bridge.
    
         Mia:
           *HOLD IT!*
    
         Mia:
           Why do you say that? It's
           already a broken-down bridge
           hidden away in the mountains.
    
         Mia:
           Doing anything more to hide
           the corpse would be going
           overboard, wouldn't it?
    
         Melissa:
           Yes, but that mountain is
           famous among hikers.
    
         Melissa:
           A surprising number of
           people go up there.
    
         Mia:
           But it's February, right?
           And it was raining that day,
           correct?
    
         Melissa:
           There is also a small temple
           and a channeling dojo there.
    
         Melissa:
           You know those monks...
           They just love cold, isolated
           places...
    
         Edgeworth:
           I think the witness is trying
           to say that the corpse could
           have been found at any time...
    
         Edgeworth:
           Besides, the witness is
           merely reporting what she
           witnessed with her own eyes.
    
         Melissa:
           ...
    
    (5)
    Melissa:
      Oh, I'm sorry... I'm only
      supposed to talk about what
      I saw.
    
         Mia:
           *HOLD IT!*
    
         Mia:
           And you're absolutely certain
           that it was my client who was
           carrying the body?
    
         Melissa:
           ...
    
         Melissa:
           Well, he was wearing a
           prisoner's uniform, but...
           as for his face...
    
         Judge:
           So you're saying you didn't
           get a clear look at his face?
    
         Melissa:
           Well, they were far away and
           it was raining as well.
    
         Melissa:
           I-I thought I was only
           supposed to say exactly
           what I saw...
    
         Judge:
           Excellent!
           You're a remarkably honest
           young woman!
    
    --------------------------------------------
    
    Mia:
      (Something about this
      testimony is bothering
      me, but what...?)
    
    Armando:
      Hey, Kitten...
      Have you ever put salt
      in your coffee?
    
    Mia:
      No... Why would I!?
    
    Armando:
      Why not?
    
    Mia:
      Huh...?
    
    Armando:
      It may actually go better
      with coffee than sugar, right?
    
    Mia:
      ...
    
    Armando:
      Listen. My point is if you're
      not sure, you might as well
      add a ton of salt to it.
    
    Armando:
      It might... bring out the rust
      in something. Like a piece
      of evidence.
    
    Mia:
      (He's right, Mia...
      Go present something.
      You've got nothing to lose!)
    
    Armando:
      By the way, I wouldn't put
      salt in my coffee. The two
      don't go well, after all.
    
    RETURN TO THE START OF CROSS-EXAMINATION
    
    -------------------------------------------------------------------------------
    
    *Present Dusky Bridge Map* at (3)
    
    Mia:
      *OBJECTION!*
    
    Mia:
      A killer not wanting his
      victim to be found...
      I can understand that.
    
    Mia:
      However! The idea of moving
      the body for that purpose is
      clearly odd.
    
    Mia:
      There was a much easier
      way to make sure the body
      wasn't found!
    
    Edgeworth:
      ...
    
    Judge:
      W-Well? What is it!?
    
    Mia:
      Take another look at the
      map of the area and you'll
      see how.
    
    Mia:
      There's a river right below
      the bridge.
    
    Mia:
      Earlier Mr. Edgeworth pointed
      out something interesting
      about the river.
    
    --------------------------------------------
    
    Edgeworth:
      For those who are not aware,
      Eagle River is well-known for
      its powerful current.
    
    Edgeworth:
      Most bodies that fall in
      are never recovered...
    
    --------------------------------------------
    
    Judge:
      Ahh...
    
    Mia:
      In the kidnapping case 5 years
      ago, the victim's body was
      carried away and never found.
    
    Melissa:
      ...!
    
    Mia:
      If 10 murders were to occur
      at that same spot above the
      Eagle River...
    
    Mia:
      ...you can bet your boots that
      every other killer would have
      tossed the body in the water!
    
    Judge:
      Order! Order! Order!
    
    Judge:
      I'm not sure if I care
      for the way you put that,
      Ms. Fey!
    
    Judge:
      But I must admit it does seem
      odd not to have thrown the
      body into the river!
    
    Melissa:
      Ooooh...!
    
    Judge:
      Well, Mr. Edgeworth?
    
    Edgeworth:
      *sigh*
      How sad.
    
    Edgeworth:
      Perhaps Ms. Fey would do
      well to try taking a dip in
      the river herself.
    
    Edgeworth:
      After all, you claim to be
      such an expert in the ways
      of nature...
    
    Mia:
      What are you talking about?
    
    Edgeworth:
      My point is that no matter how
      odd you may find the killer's
      method of body-disposal...
    
    Edgeworth:
      ...the fact is that this is
      what the killer did.
    
    Edgeworth:
      None of your arguments have
      anything to do with what the
      witness saw.
    
    Judge:
      Hmm...
      Quite true...
    
    Judge:
      Ms. Fey, it seems that your
      assertion is without merit
      after all.
    
    Mia:
      *OBJECTION!*
    
    Mia:
      But what the witness claims
      to have seen is totally
      ridiculous...
    
    Edgeworth:
      *OBJECTION!*
    
    Edgeworth:
      Surely you can't deny that
      the body was found in the
      trunk of the car.
    
    Judge:
      That's certainly consistent
      with what the witness has
      told us.
    
    Mia:
      Ugh...
    
    Edgeworth:
      Please, witness, go on
      with your testimony.
    
    Melissa:
      I-I'll try...
    
    Edgeworth:
      All you have to do is
      tell us only what you saw.
    
    Edgeworth:
      Otherwise the mean lady
      might yell at you again.
    
    Mia:
      (Who is he talking about!?)
    
    Melissa:
      Alright!
      I-I'll do my best!
    
    CHANGE (3) TO (3b)
    
    RETURN TO THE START OF CROSS-EXAMINATION
    
    -------------------------------------------------------------------------------
    
    *Present Dusky Bridge Map or Witness's Photo* at (3b)
    
    Mia:
      *OBJECTION!*
    
    Mia:
      Well, Ms. Foster...
      It looks like you've done it
      this time.
    
    Melissa:
      ...?
      D-Done what?
    
    Mia:
      Made a crucial mistake.
    
    Judge:
      A c-crucial mistake?
      Like what, Ms. Fey!?
    
    Mia:
      "The killer broke into the
      trunk of the stolen car and
      hid the body in there."
    
    Mia:
      You're saying you saw
      that, right? With your
      very own eyes?
    
    Melissa:
      Y-Yes... And...?
    
    Mia:
      It's simple, Ms. Foster.
      Take a look at the diagram.
    
    Mia:
      The place you claim to have
      taken the photo from that
      day is here.
    
    Mia:
      Do you see what I mean?
      Even if you tried to see
      the car...
    
    Mia:
      ...this outcropping of rock is
      directly in the way.
    
    Melissa:
      Ah...!
    
    Mia:
      That's right, Ms. Foster.
    
    Mia:
      From where you were standing,
      you could not have possibly
      seen the killer's car.
    
    Melissa:
      Aaaaah...!
    
    Edgeworth:
      *OBJECTION!*
    
    Edgeworth:
      I admit that the diagram shows
      a large outcropping of rock.
    
    Edgeworth:
      However...
      It isn't so tall that it would
      stop her from seeing the car!
    
    Melissa:
      Th-That's right!
    
    Melissa:
      It-It's not high at all...
    
    Melissa:
      I-I was able to see his car
      just fine!
    
    Mia:
      I'm so sorry...
      But that just doesn't wash.
    
    Melissa:
      ...!
    
    Mia:
      I believe it was the witness
      who presented this as evidence
      to the court, yes?
    
    Mia:
      This is the location that the
      photo was taken from.
    
    Mia:
      Your own photo tells the
      whole story!
    
    Mia:
      You can clearly see the
      left side of the bridge...
    
    Mia:
      But the outcropping that is
      being referred to is really
      more like a cliff.
    
    Judge:
      Ah!
    
    Mia:
      Your view should have been
      completely cut off by this
      cliff!
    
    Mia:
      But still you claim to have
      been able to see the killer's
      car!
    
    Melissa:
      ...
    
    Melissa:
      Noooooo!
    
    Judge:
      Or-Order! Order in the court!
      What is the meaning of all
      this ballyhoo...!?
    
    Edgeworth:
      *OBJECTION!*
    
    Edgeworth:
      Your Honor...
      Don't jump to any hasty
      conclusions.
    
    Edgeworth:
      The fact that the escapee fled
      in a stolen car was reported
      on the news.
    
    Edgeworth:
      After witnessing a murder, I'm
      sure you can appreciate that
      the witness was very upset.
    
    Edgeworth:
      She must have heard about the
      stolen car and convinced
      herself that she saw it.
    
    Mia:
      *OBJECTION!*
    
    Mia:
      But she was repeatedly
      warned before starting her
      testimony!
    
    Mia:
      She was told to testify only
      about what she saw with her
      own eyes!
    
    Judge:
      Hmmmmm... Oh!
    
    Melissa:
      Err... Mr. Judge?
    
    Judge:
      Wh-What is it?
    
    Melissa:
      I think... I think I must have
      remembered things wrong...
    
    Mia:
      *HOLD IT!*
    
    Mia:
      Hey! Wait a minute!
      You can't just say that...!
    
    Edgeworth:
      *OBJECTION!*
    
    Edgeworth:
      Ms. Fey, no one on the face
      of the planet is perfect.
    
    Judge:
      Hmmmm... Yes, indeed...
      Quite true!
      You know what they say...
    
    Judge:
      "To err is human,
      to forgive, divine."
    
    Judge:
      I'm inclined to give the
      benefit of the doubt to
      our witness here.
    
    Mia:
      What...!?
      Th-That's not fair...!
    
    Armando:
      Ha...!
      Save the tears for
      later, Kitten!
    
    Mia:
      M-Mr. Armando!
    
    Armando:
      Don't look back until the
      trial is over. Now is the time
      to go forward.
    
    Mia:
      B-But...!
      But that wasn't fair!
    
    Armando:
      OK, Kitten, you need to
      relax. Then you need to
      remember...
    
    Armando:
      The other kitten's
      testimony!
    
    Melissa:
      The killer broke into the
      trunk of the stolen car and
      hid the body in there.
    
    Armando:
      So tell us...
      How did you know that?
    
    Armando:
      How did you know that he
      broke into the trunk?
    
    Mia:
      Aha...!
    
    Armando:
      Until you can explain how
      you knew that...
    
    Armando:
      ...you're going to have a lot
      of very suspicious people on
      this side of the courtroom.
    
    Melissa:
      ...
    
    Judge:
      W-Well, witness?
    
    Melissa:
      Well, I'm certain that he
      broke into the trunk.
    
    Melissa:
      Because... Because there were
      marks left on the trunk lid.
    
    Melissa:
      I'm certain they were scratch
      marks from when he broke
      into it...!
    
    Judge:
      W-What...!?
      L-Let me see that photo!
    
    Judge:
      It's true... These certainly
      look like scratch marks
      around the keyhole!
    
    Judge:
      HMMMM...!
    
    Judge:
      It's obvious that this trunk
      has been broken open.
    
    Judge:
      Well, Ms. Fey?
      Are you satisfied...?
    
    Mia:
      (The judge is on her side!
      I can't make any mistakes
      here!)
    
    Mia:
      (What she just said...
      Is there a contradiction in
      there somewhere...?)
    
    xxx I'll buy it. xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
    x
    x Mia:
    x   (Something about it still
    x   doesn't feel right, but...)
    x
    x Mia:
    x   I, err... OK, I guess
    x   I'm satisfied... Sort of.
    x
    x Edgeworth:
    x   I hope this has cleared up
    x   any doubts...
    x
    x Judge:
    x   Indeed, I believe it has.
    x
    x Armando:
    x   Hey Kitten, this is no time
    x   to play around!
    x
    x Mia:
    x   Huh...?
    x
    x Armando:
    x   Overlooking such a huge
    x   contradiction... What am I
    x   going do with you?
    x
    x Mia:
    x   (Contradiction...!?)
    x
    x Mia:
    x   (So that wasn't my
    x   imagination after all!)
    x
    x Judge:
    x   Very well, let's move on
    x   to the next...
    x
    x Mia:
    x   *HOLD IT!*
    x
    x Mia:
    x   J-Just a minute!
    x
    x Judge:
    x   What is it now, Ms. Fey!?
    x
    x Mia:
    x   I've got a big problem with
    x   what this witness said!
    x
    x Judge:
    x   ...
    x
    x Judge:
    x   I'd appreciate it if you
    x   didn't change your mind
    x   every 5 seconds!
    x
    x Mia:
    x   (Ugh... Hang in there, Mia!)
    x
    x CONTINUE
    x
    xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
    
    *** It doesn't work. ***********************
    *
    * CONTINUE
    *
    ********************************************
    
    Mia:
      Melissa Foster.
    
    Mia:
      It looks like you've finally
      betrayed yourself.
    
    Melissa:
      What...!?
    
    Mia:
      You said you were in a field
      taking photos of wild flowers.
    
    Mia:
      But even so, you knew
      about the scratches...
    
    Mia:
      The question is when!
      When did you get a chance
      to see those scratches!?
    
    Melissa:
      ...
    
    Mia:
      (Finally...!
      I've finally got her!)
    
    Armando:
      Ha...!
      I'm getting pretty tired of
      waiting over here!
    
    Edgeworth:
      Then perhaps it would be
      faster if Ms. Fey explained
      herself.
    
    Mia:
      Your Honor!
      There's only one possible
      explanation!
    
    Mia:
      The reason the witness had
      seen the scratches was...
    
    xxx she happened to be passing by. xxxxxxxxx
    x
    x Mia:
    x   Because she just happened
    x   to be passing by the area
    x   where the car was parked!
    x
    x Judge:
    x   ...
    x
    x Judge:
    x   Well, Mr. Edgeworth?
    x
    x Edgeworth:
    x   Frankly, Your Honor, after
    x   hearing a pathetic response
    x   like that...
    x
    x Edgeworth:
    x   I have to question whether
    x   or not such a pathetic lawyer
    x   should even exist...
    x
    x Judge:
    x   Did you hear that Ms. Fey?
    x   I believe Mr. Edgeworth just
    x   called you a canucklehead.
    x
    x Mia:
    x   (Yeesh, isn't that overdoing
    x   things a little bit...?)
    x
    x Mia:
    x   (Come on, Mia! One more time!
    x   You can do it!)
    x
    x RETURN TO QUESTION
    x
    xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
    
    *** she put the corpse in herself. *********
    *
    * CONTINUE
    *
    ********************************************
    
    xxx she is the owner of the car. xxxxxxxxxxx
    x
    x Mia:
    x   Because the stolen car
    x   actually belonged to her.
    x
    x Mia:
    x   That is why she knew
    x   about the scratches!
    x
    x Judge:
    x   ...
    x
    x Judge:
    x   Well, Mr. Edgeworth?
    x
    x Edgeworth:
    x   Frankly, Your Honor, after
    x   hearing a pathetic response
    x   like that...
    x
    x Edgeworth:
    x   I have to question whether
    x   or not such a pathetic lawyer
    x   should even exist...
    x
    x Judge:
    x   Did you hear that Ms. Fey?
    x   I believe Mr. Edgeworth just
    x   called you a canucklehead.
    x
    x Mia:
    x   (Yeesh, isn't that overdoing
    x   things a little bit...?)
    x
    x Mia:
    x   (Come on, Mia! One more time!
    x   You can do it!)
    x
    x RETURN TO QUESTION
    x
    xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
    
    Mia:
      There's only one way that
      the witness had the chance
      to see those scratches.
    
    Judge:
      Y-Yes? What was it?
    
    Mia:
      Naturally...
    
    Mia:
      When she opened the trunk...
      and stuffed the corpse in
      herself!
    
    Edgeworth:
      ...!
    
    Mia:
      The person who really hid
      the body in the trunk of that
      car was...
    
    Mia:
      Melissa Foster!
      It was you that did it,
      wasn't it!?
    
    Melissa:
      Th-That's ridiculous!
      I could never...!
    
    Melissa:
      It was the man in the
      prison garb!
      He-He's the one that...
    
    Mia:
      I don't think so, Ms. Foster.
    
    Mia:
      If Mr. Fawles had been the
      one that put the corpse in
      the trunk...
    
    Mia:
      ...he would have simply used
      the car key. There was no need
      to break it open.
    
    Melissa:
      B-But...!
      He stole the car...!
    
    Mia:
      He stole it from a young
      couple that had been waiting
      at a red light.
    
    Mia:
      Which means that the key
      would have still been in the
      ignition.
    
    Melissa:
      Oh...! I-I... I see...
    
    Mia:
      Thank you for telling us about
      the scratches, Ms. Foster.
    
    Mia:
      Without that, we never would
      have uncovered the truth.
    
    Mia:
      It couldn't have been
      Mr. Fawles that put the body
      in the trunk!
    
    Melissa:
      Nooooo!
    
    Edgeworth:
      *OBJECTION!*
    
    Edgeworth:
      P-Preposterous!
      To even suggest that the
      witness put the body in there!
    
    Edgeworth:
      If that were true... then how
      do you explain the photo
      that she took?
    
    Edgeworth:
      The corpse could only have
      been put in the trunk when
      the incident occurred.
    
    Edgeworth:
      And we already know that
      at the time, she was taking
      photographs!
    
    Mia:
      (Now is your chance, Mia!
      Finish this thing!)
    
    Mia:
      On the contrary, I'm not so
      certain about that anymore,
      Mr. Edgeworth.
    
    Edgeworth:
      ...!
    
    Mia:
      There's no need to think
      too deeply about it.
    
    Mia:
      What I'm saying is the shutter
      for this may not have been
      pushed by Ms. Foster herself!
    
    *** Present something wrong ****************
    *
    * Mia:
    *   *TAKE THAT!*
    *
    * Mia:
    *   Well, Your Honor?
    *
    * Judge:
    *   To be quite honest, Ms. Fey...
    *
    * Judge:
    *   I wish you would have
    *   thought a little more deeply
    *   on this matter.
    *
    * Mia:
    *   Huh?
    *
    * Armando:
    *   Hey Kitten... Don't start
    *   getting all sloppy on me now.
    *
    * Armando:
    *   The fact is, she wasn't there,
    *   but the photo got taken.
    *
    * Armando:
    *   So how did it happen?
    *   This is a fastball right
    *   over home plate.
    *
    * Mia:
    *   (That's what I thought,
    *   but...)
    *
    * Judge:
    *   Ms. Fey, take a moment and
    *   think it over again.
    *
    * RETURN TO QUESTION
    *
    ********************************************
    
    *Present Camera*
    
    Mia:
      *TAKE THAT!*
    
    Mia:
      I don't think you can make
      a mistake about it. Take
      a look at her camera.
    
    Mia:
      It has a timer built into it!
      Even a mini-tripod!
    
    Judge:
      Hmmmm...!
    
    Mia:
      Almost as if the camera
      was brought just to take
      this picture!
    
    Melissa:
      ...
    
    Edgeworth:
      *OBJECTION!*
    
    Edgeworth:
      What are you trying to
      say then, Ms. Fey!?
    
    Edgeworth:
      That when the crime occurred,
      Ms. Foster wasn't in the field
      as she claimed!?
    
    Mia:
      (Well, if she really did use
      the camera's auto-timer...)
    
    Mia:
      (...then the answer is yes,
      she was somewhere else.)
    
    Mia:
      Exactly.
      She was NOT in the field.
    
    Judge:
      Hmm...
      Would the defense
      please explain further.
    
    Armando:
      Listen...
      This is a crucial point.
    
    Armando:
      "Where was Ms. Foster when
      the incident occurred...?"
    
    Armando:
      In answering that question,
      we'll also make clear
      Ms. Foster's true identity.
    
    Judge:
      Well then, please answer
      this question.
    
    Judge:
      Where was Melissa Foster
      when the incident on the
      bridge occurred?
    
    xxx Present car xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
    x
    x Mia:
    x   *TAKE THAT!*
    x
    x Mia:
    x   Naturally the witness was
    x   right... here!
    x   ...I think.
    x
    x Judge:
    x   Hmm... In the spot where
    x   the defendant's car was?
    x
    x Mia:
    x   Yes! She had to put the body
    x   in the trunk before the
    x   defendant returned!
    x
    x Edgeworth:
    x   *OBJECTION!*
    x
    x Edgeworth:
    x   You don't mind if I ask
    x   one teenie-weenie question,
    x   do you, Ms. Fey...?
    x
    x Mia:
    x   (Uh oh. He's got that
    x   condescending tone in his
    x   voice...)
    x
    x Edgeworth:
    x   If she put the body in
    x   the trunk at that time,
    x   as you suggest...
    x
    x Edgeworth:
    x   ...that must mean that
    x   Valerie Hawthorne was already
    x   dead at that point, correct?
    x
    x Judge:
    x   Hmm, indeed.
    x
    x Edgeworth:
    x   Please take a look at the
    x   top of Dusky Bridge.
    x
    x Edgeworth:
    x   It certainly looks to me like
    x   the victim is still alive...
    x   Am I mistaken?
    x
    x Mia:
    x   Err...
    x
    x Edgeworth:
    x   If Valerie Hawthorne was
    x   already dead, then...
    x   who is this?
    x
    x Edgeworth:
    x   The mountain is famous for
    x   spirits, so maybe you think it
    x   was the ghost of the victim?
    x
    x Mia:
    x   ...
    x
    x Mia:
    x   Well, it COULD have been
    x   a spirit... Right?
    x
    x Judge:
    x   Ms. Fey! Don't waste the
    x   court's time with this kind
    x   of foolishness!
    x
    x Mia:
    x   A-Anyway! I still maintain
    x   that the witness was in a
    x   different place at the time!
    x
    x Judge:
    x   Are you certain?
    x
    x Mia:
    x   Yes, I am certain!
    x   More or less.
    x
    x Judge:
    x   Oh, come now, Ms. Fey...
    x
    x RETURN TO QUESTION
    x
    xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
    
    xxx Present anywhere else xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
    x
    x Mia:
    x   *TAKE THAT!*
    x
    x Mia:
    x   Naturally, the witness was
    x   standing right here!
    x
    x Judge:
    x   Hmmmmm...
    x   Well, what do you think,
    x   Mr. Edgeworth?
    x
    x Edgeworth:
    x   *sigh*
    x
    x Edgeworth:
    x   Before pointing out where the
    x   witness was standing, Ms. Fey
    x   should do something herself.
    x
    x Edgeworth:
    x   She should figure out where
    x   SHE stands, if you catch
    x   my drift!
    x
    x Mia:
    x   (Oh don't worry, the drift
    x   was certainly caught...)
    x
    x Judge:
    x   Yes, failure is an excellent
    x   opportunity for growth.
    x   Now try better next time.
    x
    x Mia:
    x   Ah, yes... Thank you...
    x
    x RETURN TO QUESTION
    x
    xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
    
    *Present the blue circle (the victim)*
    
    Mia:
      *TAKE THAT!*
    
    Mia:
      Naturally, the witness
      was right here!
    
    Judge:
      B-But that's...
    
    Judge:
      But that's where the victim,
      Ms. Hawthorne was standing!
    
    Judge:
      Order! Order! Order!
      Ms. Fey! What on earth...!?
    
    Mia:
      Your Honor, if I may...
    
    Mia:
      After parting with the
      "victim" on the bridge, the
      defendant fled by car.
    
    Mia:
      But this would mean
      that there was no time to
      put the victim in the trunk.
    
    Mia:
      In other words, if someone
      put the body in the trunk...
    
    Mia:
      ...it could only have been
      before the defendant met
      the "victim"!
    
    Edgeworth:
      *OBJECTION!*
    
    Edgeworth:
      How asinine!
      Of course Mr. Fawles
      met with the victim!
    
    Edgeworth:
      The only person with the
      opportunity to have put the
      victim in the trunk...
    
    Edgeworth:
      ...is the same man that killed
      her, Terry Fawles!
    
    Mia:
      *OBJECTION!*
    
    Mia:
      You still don't understand,
      do you, Mr. Edgeworth?
    
    Mia:
      By the time the witness's
      photo was taken, the victim
      was already dead...
    
    Mia:
      The person in the photo was
      NOT Valerie Hawthorne!
    
    Edgeworth:
      *OBJECTION!*
    
    Edgeworth:
      What!? I've never heard
      anything more ridiculous
      in my entire life!
    
    Edgeworth:
      Then who exactly is the
      "victim" in this photo!?
    
    Mia:
      It's obvious, isn't it?
      It's your own witness.
    
    Melissa:
      ...!
    
    Judge:
      Wh-Wh-Whaaaat...!?
    
    Mia:
      It's the only possible
      explanation.
    
    Mia:
      The woman that Mr. Fawles
      met on the bridge that day was
      not Valerie Hawthorne!
    
    Mia:
      It was you!
      Melissa Foster!
    
    Melissa:
      M-M-Me...!?
    
    Mia:
      Let's remember that it was
      raining and foggy on the
      mountain that day.
    
    Mia:
      Mr. Fawles himself believed
      that the woman in front of
      him was Valerie Hawthorne!
    
    Edgeworth:
      *OBJECTION!*
    
    Edgeworth:
      But the defendant knew
      Valerie Hawthorne very well!
    
    Edgeworth:
      After all, she was the woman
      whose testimony helped get
      him convicted!
    
    Mia:
      *OBJECTION!*
    
    Mia
      But since then, my client has
      spent five hard years in a
      federal penitentiary!
    
    Mia:
      He couldn't remember exactly
      what she looked like anymore!
    
    Edgeworth:
      You are just making this
      up as you go along!
      Where's your proof!?
    
    Mia:
      (I've got it all right here!
      This piece of evidence will
      blow this case wide open...!)
    
    Mia:
      At the time of the incident,
      Mr. Fawles had forgotten what
      Valerie Hawthorne looked like!
    
    xxx Present something wrong xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
    x
    x Mia:
    x   *TAKE THAT!*
    x
    x Armando:
    x   Wait a minute, Kitten.
    x
    x Mia:
    x   M-Mr. Armando...
    x
    x Armando:
    x   First of all, relax.
    x   Second of all, think the
    x   whole thing over again!
    x
    x Mia:
    x   (H-He's right, Mia!
    x   You need to calm
    x   down and think it over!)
    x
    x RETURN TO QUESTION
    x
    xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
    
    *Present Victim's Note or Scarf*
    
    Mia:
      *TAKE THAT!*
    
    Mia:
      Mr. Fawles had forgotten
      the victim's face.
    
    Mia:
      That's why he needed some
      piece of identification.
      Namely, this muddy scarf!
    
    Melissa:
      Ah...!
    
    Mia:
      It was Mr. Fawles who
      requested that she wear this
      scarf to identify herself.
    
    Mia:
      That's already been proven
      by the note the victim left!
    
    Edgeworth:
      ...
    
    Mia:
      In other words, as long as
      you were wearing a scarf
      like he asked...
    
    Mia:
      ...anyone could have pretended
      to be Valerie Hawthorne!
    
    Melissa:
      ...
    
    Mia:
      Well? What do you have to
      say to that, Melissa Foster!?
    
    Melissa:
      Nnng...Gggh...Unnn...!
    
    Melissa:
      N-N-N-N-N-Nnnnoooooooo!!!
    
    --------------------------------------------
    
    Judge:
      Err... Ahh...
      Where's Ms. Foster...?
    
    Edgeworth:
      She's collecting herself
      in the Lobby.
    
    Judge:
      Hmmmmm...
    
    Mia:
      (It's obvious that
      Melissa Foster did it.)
    
    Mia:
      (She hid the body in the
      trunk and disguised herself
      as the victim...)
    
    Mia:
      (She set up the camera to
      snap a fake photo of them
      together...)
    
    Armando:
      The only question is...
      why did she do it...?
    
    Mia
      Well, isn't that obvious?
    
    Mia:
      She's the true criminal!
    
    Armando:
      Ha...!
    
    Judge:
      Well, we'll have to wait for
      Ms. Foster to compose
      herself before we start again.
    
    Judge:
      Until then, this court is
      in recess.
    
    Judge:
      The defense and the
      prosecution are instructed
      to wait in the lobby.
    
    Mia:
      Yes, Your Honor.
    
    Edgeworth:
      Understood.
    
    Judge:
      Very well!
      This court is in recess!
    
    
                                                 To be continued.
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                                    Part 1-2: Trial                          [0442]
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    February 16, 1:14 PM
    District Court
    Defendant Lobby No. 4
    
    Mia:
      Mr. Fawles, I...
    
    Fawles:
      UGGAAAA!
    
    Mia:
      Eeeeeek!
      I'm sorry! I-I'm sorry!
    
    Fawles:
      I wanna say thanks.
      You're real good!
      You really hooked me up!
    
    Mia:
      Thanks! We're almost there!
      Once I prove that she
      committed the crime...
    
    Armando:
      ...Yeah, but there's one more
      big obstacle we've got to
      get past.
    
    Mia:
      Ob-Obstacle...?
    
    Armando:
      Yeah. Motive.
      Why would Melissa Foster
      kill that policewoman anyway?
    
    Mia:
      (Motive, huh...)
    
    Armando:
      Anyway... We're still badly
      in need of information.
    
    Mia:
      Information... Right...
    
    Armando:
      What we need the most
      is info about this
      Melissa Foster herself.
    
    Armando:
      All we know is that she's
      a student studying
      literature.
    
    Armando:
      And one more thing.
    
    Mia:
      ...What is it?
    
    Armando:
      Well, the incident that
      happened 5 years ago,
      of course.
    
    Armando:
      The kidnapping-murder case
      that Zebra Boy is on
      death row for...
    
    Fawles:
      I din't do nuttin'!
      I din't kill nobody!
      I never lie!
    
    Mia:
      Mr. Fawles! In that case...
      Tell us more about it.
    
    Mia:
      ...About what happened
      5 years ago.
    
    Fawles:
      ...
    
    Fawles:
      OK.
      I trust you.
    
    Fawles:
      That day. 5 years ago.
      I dream of it. Every day.
    
    Fawles:
      This picture.
      It reminds me everything.
    
    Fawles:
      Bridge looks same.
      Just like then...
      5 years ago...
    
    Fawles:
      Like it could fall apart...
      Fall apart any minute...
    
    Mia:
      (So it's been broken like
      that for at least 5 years...)
    
    Armando:
      Ha...! Sorry buddy, but you
      sound like the one that could
      fall apart at any minute.
    
    Fawles:
      It true. I did...
      ...I did kidnap her.
    
    Fawles:
      ...Five years ago.
      I kidnapped. My girlfriend.
      Dahlia Hawthorne.
    
    Mia:
      Y-Your g-girlfriend?
      Huh...?
    
    Armando:
      Hey, hold on there!
      Did you say, "Hawthorne"!?
    
    Mia:
      (The victim's last name...!)
    
    Fawles:
      Dahlia Hawthorne...
      Valerie's little sister.
    
    Mia:
      Wh-Wh-Whaaat!? Are you
      serious!?
    
    --------------------------------------------
    
      The girl... Let her go!
    
      Shut up!
      C-Come closer...
      And I kill her!
    
      Sorry, but you're not going
      to get the chance...
    
    --------------------------------------------
    
    Mia:
      (The detective back then
      was Valerie Hawthorne!)
    
    Mia:
      At first I thought shooting
      someone for a kidnapping was
      crossing the line, but...
    
    Mia:
      If it was to protect her
      little sister, I can
      understand why she did it...
    
    Fawles:
      Wrong! No protect sister!
      Valerie betray me! Betray us!
    
    Mia:
      What do you mean she
      betrayed you!?
    
    Fawles:
      Everything. All lies.
      All make-believe.
      Kidnapping, too...
    
    Mia:
      A make-believe kidnapping?
    
    Fawles:
      Dahlia. My girlfriend.
      My love. My Teen Angel.
    
    Mia:
      (Ugh. Did he actually say,
      "My Teen Angel"? He's seen
      one too many soap operas.)
    
    Fawles:
      I do anything she says.
      Anything Dahlia says...
    
    Mia:
      ("Anything Dahlia says"...?)
      H-Hold on a minute!
    
    Mia:
      What you're saying is that
      the kidnapping 5 years ago
      was planned by...
    
    Fawles:
      Yeah. Me and Dahlia...
      ...And Valerie, too.
    
    Mia:
      (Valerie was in on it!?)
    
    Fawles:
      Dahlia's family rich. Jewelry
      business. We get one jewel...
      That's what we thought...
    
    Fawles:
      Me and Dahlia wrote kidnap
      note. We send to her dad.
    
    Fawles:
      Asked for 2 million dollar
      diamond. Tell him make
      exchange on Dusky Bridge.
    
    Fawles:
      ...We tell him Valerie make
      transfer 'cause she new
      detective.
    
    Armando:
      Having a police detective
      in your pocket is a useful
      thing alright.
    
    Armando:
      In the end, you were planning
      on splitting the 2 million
      three ways, huh...
    
    Fawles:
      Yeah, but!
      That woman!
    
    Fawles:
      That woman!
      Valerie!
      She do it for real!
    
    Fawles:
      She shoot at me for real!
      Me and Dahlia!
    
              *BANG!*
    
    Fawles:
      I was shot in arm.
      Dahlia... She jump in river.
    
    Mia:
      Jump...?
      You don't mean she jumped
      on purpose, do you?
    
    Fawles:
      I couldn't do it!
      I could never push her...!
    
    Fawles:
      Anyway, I blacked out...
      Wake up with police all over.
    
    Armando:
      ...And that's when they
      decided to give you the
      death sentence.
    
    Fawles:
      I couldn't believe it.
      That woman. She betrayed me.
    
    --------------------------------------------
    
    Valerie:
      That man... Terry Fawles...
      He killed her!
      He threw her off the bridge!
    
    Valerie:
      He threw my beloved sister
      into the roaring river
      40 feet below!
    
    --------------------------------------------
    
    Fawles:
      ...These 5 years...
      All I wonder is... Why!
      ...Why! ...Why! ...Why!
    
    Fawles:
      Why did she lie!?
      That's all I want to know!
    
    Armando:
      So that's why you called her.
      You wanted to hear the truth
      from Valerie herself.
    
    Fawles:
      Yes... but I forget what she
      look like. So I tell her
      to wear scarf.
    
    Fawles:
      I don't want to hurt her!
      ...Just ask why!
    
    Fawles:
      Why! Why did you lie...?
      Why did you betray me...?
    
    Fawles:
      I just want to hear answer
      come from her mouth.
      That's all!
    
    Mia:
      (So that's why...
      That's why you made a crazy
      escape like that...)
    
    Armando:
      Just one thing, Zebra Boy...
    
    Armando:
      My senses are tingling all
      over. Tell me, Mr. Fawles...
      Where is it?
    
    Mia:
      ...Huh? Where's what?
    
    Armando:
      Come on now, Kitten...
      The ransom.
      The 2 million dollar diamond.
    
    Armando:
      Remember that now?
      Did you give it back to Pops?
      Did the police take it?
    
    Fawles:
      ...I dunno.
    
    Mia:
      Huh? You don't know?
    
    Fawles:
      No really. I dunno.
      It's gone. With Dahlia.
    
    Mia:
      ...With Dahlia?
    
    Fawles:
      That day. On the bridge...
    
    Fawles:
      Dahlia put it. In backpack...
    
    Fawles:
      Now gone. With Dahlia.
      Gone... Forever...
    
    Fawles:
      Into Eagle River...
    
    Mia:
      (It disappeared with
      Dahlia, huh...?
      Wait a minute...!)
    
    Bailiff:
      ...You can come back in now!
      We're about ready to go!
    
    Mia:
      Mr. Fawles!
      Just one more question!
    
    Mia:
      When you said, "with Dahlia",
      do you mean the diamond is
      still missing...?
    
    Mia:
      Along with the body of
      Dahlia Hawthorne?
    
    Fawles:
      ...
    
    Fawles:
      Never found her...
      My sweet Dahlia...
    
    Mia:
      (They never found her...!)
    
    Fawles:
      Swallowed by river... Gone...
      Dahlia... My Teen Angel...
    
    Armando:
      Your "Teen Angel"...?
      How old was she anyway?
    
    Fawles:
      Just 14...
    
    Mia:
      F-F-Fourteen!?
      (I guess you were robbing
      cradles before diamonds...)
    
    Armando:
      She plans a fake kidnapping
      and disappears into the river
      with a rock worth 2 mil...
    
    Armando:
      Man oh man...
      Angels these days.
    
    Mia:
      (Fawles takes the fall...
      And gets a one-way ticket
      to Death Row...)
    
    Mia:
      (Is Dahlia Hawthorne an
      angel or is she really a...)
    
    Armando:
      ...It's time, Kitten.
      It looks like we have a few
      more aces up our sleeve now.
    
    Mia:
      ...You bet!
    
    *Diamond added to the
    Court Record.*
    
    Armando:
      The training wheels come off
      now, Mia! You've got to
      strike while the iron is hot!
    
    Armando:
      That's one of my rules.
      Remember it.
    
    -------------------------------------------------------------------------------
    
    February 16, 1:49 PM
    District Court
    Courtroom No. 4
    
    Judge:
      Now then, let's continue with
      the trial of Mr. Terry Fawles.
    
    Judge:
      ...Witness.
      Are you feeling better?
    
    Melissa:
      Y-Yes, Your Honor...
      I-I'll try my best.
    
    Judge:
      Hmm...
      You're a brave young lady.
    
    Mia:
      (Not this again...)
    
    Edgeworth:
      I can understand a defense
      lawyer wanting to get her
      client off the hook...
    
    Edgeworth:
      However!
      To try to pin the crime on
      an innocent student is...
    
    Mia:
      What are you talking about!?
    
    Edgeworth:
      My witness is not the person
      on trial here.
    
    Edgeworth:
      She's an innocent bystander
      who witnessed a violent crime.
      ...That's all.
    
    Edgeworth:
      What possible reason would
      a girl like this have for
      murdering a policewoman!
    
    Judge:
      Hmm...
      It's certainly hard to imagine
      this woman as a murderer...
    
    Mia:
      (Her motive, huh...
      I figured that's what I had
      to establish next...)
    
    Judge:
      Well, Ms. Fey?
      Do you have any evidence
      of a motive?
    
    Mia:
      ...
      Err, yes! Of course!
      ...I think.
    
    Armando:
      Hah...!
      You're still acting as tame as
      a kitten... Kitten.
    
    Mia:
      Mr. Armando...
    
    Armando:
      Listen...
      A lawyer is someone who smiles
      no matter how bad it gets.
    
    Mia:
      ...!
    
    Armando:
      Smiling on the outside while
      your guts are twisted in knots
      is the mark of a pro.
    
    Mia:
      ...Maybe so, but I wish you
      would quit grinning at me
      like that.
    
    Melissa:
      Umm... Excuse me...
      May I speak, Mr. Judge?
    
    Judge:
      Of course!
      Mr. Judge is ready
      anytime you like!
    
    Melissa:
      I'd like... I'd like to
      say something.
    
    Melissa:
      Some people here are
      suspicious of me, right?
      Th-That's why...
    
    Melissa:
      I... I at least wanted you,
      Mr. Judge, to know that it's
      not true...
    
    Judge:
      Hmmmmm!
      I see! You're such an honest
      and upstanding young lady.
    
    Armando:
      It looks like this witness
      is a real professional.
    
    Mia:
      Wh-What do you mean!?
    
    Armando:
      Look at that 100-watt smile.
    
    Armando:
      ...Just when things are
      darkest for her... CLICK.
      She lights right up!
    
    Judge:
      Very well then! Let's hear
      what the witness has to say!
    
    -------------------------------------------------------------------------------
    
    WITNESS TESTIMONY
    -- Melissa Foster's History --
    
    (1)
    Melissa:
      I... I was out of the country
      until the year before last.
    
    (2)
    Melissa:
      Until I entered college, I
      had never even been to
      Eagle Mountain before...
    
    (3)
    Melissa:
      And I certainly don't have any
      reason for wanting to hurt a
      police officer.
    
    (4)
    Melissa:
      Holding a grudge and killing
      the officer who testified
      against you 5 years ago...
    
    (5)
    Melissa:
      Or kidnapping a poor girl...
      I just think the defendant is
      a terrible, horrible monster!
    
    --------------------------------------------
    
    Judge:
      Hmm...
      Out of the country, eh...
    
    Edgeworth:
      Precisely.
    
    Edgeworth:
      Furthermore, she has
      no possible motive for
      committing murder.
    
    Judge:
      Hmm, indeed...
    
    Armando:
      You're up to bat, Kitten.
      Sharpen those claws and
      put on your best smile.
    
    Mia:
      Y-You bet!
    
    Mia:
      (Somehow, I have to tie her
      to this case...)
    
    -------------------------------------------------------------------------------
    
    CROSS EXAMINATION
    -- Melissa Foster's History --
    
    (1)
    Melissa:
      I... I was out of the country
      until the year before last.
    
         Mia:
           *HOLD IT!*
    
         Mia:
           So, what country were
           you living in then?
    
         Melissa:
           We were all living abroad,
           but after my parents were
           killed...
    
         Edgeworth:
           It was a brutal civil war.
           She had to try to make her way
           back home alone...
    
         Melissa:
           I lost everything...
           I didn't even have any
           personal identification...
    
         Mia:
           (What kind of sob story
           is this...?)
    
         Mia:
           (...What do I do? Should
           I press her for details?)
    
         *** Wait and see ***************************
         *
         * Mia:
         *   (There's nothing I can do
         *   about her claim to have
         *   lost all her identification.)
         *
         * Mia:
         *   (All I can do is wait to
         *   find some other evidence
         *   about her real identity.)
         *
         * Judge:
         *   Very well then, Ms. Foster.
         *   Please proceed.
         *
         ********************************************
    
         *** Press her harder ***********************
         *
         * Mia:
         *   ...Witness.
         *   Answer my question.
         *
         * Mia:
         *   I'll even repeat it for you.
         *   What country were you in?
         *
         * Edgeworth:
         *   *OBJECTION!*
         *
         * Edgeworth:
         *   Your Honor, this line of
         *   questioning is childish.
         *
         * Edgeworth:
         *   What country she was in and
         *   how many languages she may
         *   speak are irrelevant here.
         *
         * Edgeworth:
         *   What we're here to evaluate is
         *   whether this witness has any
         *   connection to this case.
         *
         * Melissa:
         *   I've lived abroad ever since
         *   I was a little girl...
         *
         * Melissa:
         *   That's why I could never
         *   have known Mr. Fawles or
         *   Detective Hawthorne.
         *
         * Edgeworth:
         *   Yes... I think we've
         *   established that point.
         *
         * Judge:
         *   Yes, indeed.
         *
         * Judge:
         *   Well then. Shall we add
         *   what you've just stated to
         *   the official testimony?
         *
         * Melissa:
         *   Yes, please.
         *   ...Mr. Judge.
         *
         * ADD STATEMENT (1b)
         *
         ********************************************
    
    (1b)
    Melissa:
      Naturally, I didn't know
      either the victim or
      the defendant.
    
         Mia:
           *HOLD IT!*
    
         Mia:
           You didn't know either person?
           Are you certain of that?
    
         Melissa:
           Yes. I'm afraid I'm rather
           shy around people.
    
         Judge:
           Hmm...
           Oh well, that can't be helped.
    
         Mia:
           (Why is he just agreeing with
           everything that comes out of
           her mouth...?)
    
         Judge:
           The first time you saw either
           of them was when they
           were on the bridge, correct?
    
         Melissa:
           Yes... It really was
           a coincidence.
    
    (2)
    Melissa:
      Until I entered college, I
      had never even been to
      Eagle Mountain before...
    
         Mia:
           *HOLD IT!*
    
         Mia:
           So what made you decide to
           go to Eagle Mountain anyway?
    
         Melissa:
           I just love being outdoors...
           Picnics, hiking... You know,
           that sort of thing.
    
         Mia:
           (...You don't look like much
           of a hiker to me. But you do
           look like a digger of sorts.)
    
         Mia:
           But Eagle Mountain is a
           two-hour drive from here and
           no trains run through there.
    
         Mia:
           There are plenty of mountains
           that are closer and easier to
           get to.
    
         Melissa:
           Well, I went there once with
           the college Hiking Club.
    
         Melissa:
           I fell in love with its stark,
           desolate beauty and its cold,
           yet romantic, gloominess...
    
         Mia:
           (Didn't know you were such
           a goth...)
    
         Mia:
           By the way, what's the name
           of your college...?
    
         Edgeworth:
           *OBJECTION!*
    
         Edgeworth:
           The prosecution objects to
           any questions that involve
           the witness's private life.
    
         Mia:
           ...!
    
         Edgeworth:
           All that matters is that
           she is a material witness
           to a crime.
    
         Edgeworth:
           The witness doesn't need to
           respond to questions that are
           clearly malicious in intent.
    
         Melissa:
           Thank you!
           She's really gone too far...!
    
         Judge:
           Hmmmmm!
           Ms. Fey! You're treading on
           thin ice here!
    
         Mia:
           (I hardly said anything!
           Talk about sensitive...)
    
    (3)
    Melissa:
      And I certainly don't have any
      reason for wanting to hurt a
      police officer.
    
         Mia:
           *HOLD IT!*
    
         Mia:
           Perhaps, but your behavior
           that day was very suspicious!
    
         Mia:
           Not only have you contradicted
           yourself here in court, but
           you know things you shouldn't.
    
         Mia:
           For example, the scratches
           on the trunk of the car.
    
         Melissa:
           Well th-that's...
    
         Edgeworth:
           *OBJECTION!*
    
         Edgeworth:
           Unfortunately Ms. Fey,
           your last statement proves
           nothing.
    
         Mia:
           Oh really!? And why is that?
    
         Edgeworth:
           The witness came to the
           police station once to
           identify the suspect.
    
         Edgeworth:
           It's entirely possible that,
           at that time, an officer
           showed her this photo.
    
         Judge:
           Hmm...
           That seems like a
           rather serious mistake.
    
         Armando:
           Ha...!
           That's the oldest trick
           in the prosecutor's book.
    
         Mia:
           Th-That's not fair...!
    
         Melissa:
           That wicked inmate...
           I'll never be able to
           forget that horrible day...
    
    (4)
    Melissa:
      Holding a grudge and killing
      the officer who testified
      against you 5 years ago...
    
         Mia:
           *HOLD IT!*
    
         Mia:
           A grudge...?
    
         Melissa:
           Well, the policewoman's
           testimony was crucial,
           wasn't it?
    
         Melissa:
           ...Crucial in getting the
           defendant sentenced to death.
    
         Edgeworth:
           Yes, and that's precisely
           why he harbored such deep
           anger against her.
    
         Edgeworth:
           So much anger that he
           forgot his own guilt...
    
         Mia:
           *OBJECTION!*
    
         Mia:
           My client has always
           maintained that he's innocent
           of those charges!
    
         Melissa:
           He seems rather forgetful.
           ...Your client, I mean.
    
         Mia:
           ...!
    
         Melissa:
           Not only did he forget about
           what he did, but he forgot the
           poor policewoman as well.
    
         Mia:
           What do you mean by that?
    
         Melissa:
           Your client...
           He forgot what the
           detective looked like, right?
    
         Melissa:
           It's too bad for her that he
           didn't forget about her
           testimony as well.
    
         Mia:
           (Well, she's right about that.
           Mr. Fawles is kind of
           forgetful...)
    
         *** Wait and see ***************************
         *
         * CONTINUE
         *
         ********************************************
    
         *** Press harder ***************************
         *
         * Mia:
         *   You said, "he forgot what
         *   the detective looked like."
         *   What did you mean by that?
         *
         * Melissa:
         *   Well he couldn't tell who
         *   she was without some kind of
         *   identification, right?
         *
         * Edgeworth:
         *   Quite right... That's why the
         *   victim was wearing a scarf
         *   as identification.
         *
         * Melissa:
         *   Why, if I had been wearing a
         *   white scarf that day...
         *
         * Melissa:
         *   ...then he probably would
         *   have tried to kill me...
         *
         * Judge:
         *   Hmm...
         *   That's true.
         *   He's clearly a bitter man!
         *
         * Mia:
         *   (This is bad. Mr. Fawles's
         *   reputation just keeps getting
         *   worse and worse.)
         *
         * Mia:
         *   (Sometimes it's best not to
         *   poke too deep... What should I
         *   do with that last statement?)
         *
         * *** Have it added to the testimony *********
         * *
         * * Mia:
         * *   Your Honor! What the witness
         * *   said just now was tremendously
         * *   important!
         * *
         * * Mia:
         * *   I'd like it added to the
         * *   official testimony!
         * *
         * * Edgeworth:
         * *   The prosecution has no
         * *   objection...
         * *
         * * Edgeworth:
         * *   After all, the defendant is
         * *   a killer and a mentally
         * *   unbalanced one at that...
         * *
         * * Edgeworth:
         * *   That testimony only helps to
         * *   further prove that point...
         * *
         * * Judge:
         * *   Hmm...!
         * *
         * * Mia:
         * *   N-No, that's not why I...
         * *
         * * Judge:
         * *   Enough.
         * *   ...Witness, if you would?
         * *
         * * Melissa:
         * *   My pleasure, Mr. Judge.
         * *
         * * ADD STATEMENT (4b)
         * *
         * ********************************************
         *
         * *** Leave it alone *************************
         * *
         * * CONTINUE
         * *
         * ********************************************
         *
         ********************************************
    
         Mia:
           (Any more damage to my
           client's image could be a
           disaster...)
    
         Mia:
           (The judge already has a
           bad enough opinion of him...)
    
         Judge:
           You just can't trust someone
           with a bad memory.
    
         Judge:
           What did you eat for dinner
           one week ago today?
    
         Judge:
           ...At the very least, a person
           should remember that much.
    
         Judge:
           As for me, it was payday, so
           I had a nice moose steak with
           some poutine on the side.
    
         Mia:
           (...And how does this relate
           to anything!?)
    
         Edgeworth:
           Whether it's eating steak
           or committing murder, a person
           shouldn't deny their actions.
    
         Edgeworth:
           I'm in complete agreement,
           Your Honor.
    
    (4b)
    Melissa:
      I guess I'm lucky I wasn't
      wearing a white scarf.
    
         Mia:
           *HOLD IT!*
    
         Mia:
           What do you mean by lucky?
    
         Melissa:
           Well... It's February now.
           Everyone is wearing scarves.
    
         Melissa:
           If I had accidentally worn
           a white scarf like he said...
    
         Edgeworth:
           Then you yourself might
           have been killed.
    
         Judge:
           Hmmmmm... That would've
           been a terrible loss for
           this world!
    
         Armando:
           Ha...!
           It looks like you pressed
           too hard this time, Kitten.
    
         Mia:
           Mr. Armando...
    
         Armando:
           Keep looking around you and
           you're going to lose sight of
           the finish line.
    
         Armando:
           Justice is blind, but she's
           not deaf. Sometimes you have
           to know when not to talk.
    
    (5)
    Melissa:
      Or kidnapping a poor girl...
      I just think the defendant is
      a terrible, horrible monster!
    
         Mia:
           *HOLD IT!*
    
         Mia:
           You knew about that incident?
    
         Mia:
           But weren't you out of
           the country until the
           year before last?
    
         Melissa:
           Well, I saw a report about
           the escaped convict on the
           news.
    
         Melissa:
           They had an in-depth report
           about his whole history.
    
         Judge:
           So you were still living
           abroad 5 years ago, is
           that right?
    
         Melissa:
           Yes...
    
    --------------------------------------------
    
    Mia:
      (I can't let her get away
      with these lies...!)
    
    Armando:
      Listen to me. She's neck-deep
      in this whole thing...
    
    Armando:
      Somehow, you're just going to
      have to get her to show the
      court her true self.
    
    RETURN TO THE START OF CROSS-EXAMINATION
    
    -------------------------------------------------------------------------------
    
    *** *Present Scarf* at (4b) ****************
    *
    * Mia:
    *   *OBJECTION!*
    *
    * Mia:
    *   Witness... I want you to
    *   look at this photo you took.
    *
    * Mia:
    *   It's hard to see in the photo,
    *   but look at the scarf the
    *   victim wore as identification.
    *
    * Judge:
    *   Ah, you are talking about
    *   this scarf right here, eh?
    *
    * Melissa:
    *   Y-Yes! That's it!
    *   The scarf the policewoman
    *   was wearing...
    *
    * Mia:
    *   (I've got her now, just
    *   don't mess up...)
    *
    * Mia:
    *   ...But that's strange.
    *
    * Mia:
    *   In your testimony, you
    *   stated the following...
    *
    * Mia:
    *   "I guess I'm lucky I wasn't
    *   wearing a white scarf."
    *
    * Judge:
    *   Wh-White?
    *
    * Mia:
    *   ...This is the scarf you
    *   identified as belonging to
    *   the victim.
    *
    * Mia:
    *   But it certainly doesn't look
    *   white to me!
    *
    * Melissa:
    *   Oh...!
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   *OBJECTION!*
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   Well, it was foggy that day...
    *   And it was raining as well!
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   It's not surprising that
    *   she mistook it for white!
    *
    * Mia:
    *   *OBJECTION!*
    *
    * Mia:
    *   Sorry, but not this time.
    *
    * Mia:
    *   The witness just confirmed
    *   that this was the victim's
    *   scarf!
    *
    * Judge:
    *   Yes, but...
    *   What's the significance...?
    *
    * Judge:
    *   It's true that the scarf
    *   doesn't look white, but...
    *
    * Mia:
    *   There's only one explanation
    *   for this mix-up!
    *
    * Mia:
    *   The reason why the witness
    *   thought the scarf was
    *   white is...!
    *
    * xxx Present something wrong xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
    * x
    * x Mia:
    * x   *TAKE THAT!*
    * x
    * x Mia:
    * x   Here's the definitive piece of
    * x   evidence that proves it!
    * x
    * x Melissa:
    * x   ...
    * x
    * x Edgeworth:
    * x   ......
    * x
    * x Judge:
    * x   That...?
    * x   That's your definitive piece
    * x   of evidence?
    * x
    * x Mia:
    * x   Yes!
    * x   ...If my thinking is correct.
    * x
    * x Edgeworth:
    * x   Well then.
    * x   We have one mystery solved!
    * x   The answer is simple.
    * x
    * x Edgeworth:
    * x   Ms. Fey's thinking is wrong.
    * x   ...That's all there is to it.
    * x
    * x Mia:
    * x   Huh?
    * x
    * x Armando:
    * x   Please, Kitten.
    * x   You've got to do something...
    * x   You're killing me over here.
    * x
    * x Judge:
    * x   Ms. Fey, I've got a definitive
    * x   penalty to reward you for your
    * x   definitive piece of evidence.
    * x
    * x Mia:
    * x   (Well, that wasn't what I
    * x   was expecting...)
    * x
    * x Judge:
    * x   Well... Do you have
    * x   evidence or not?
    * x
    * x Judge:
    * x   Perhaps you can tell us about
    * x   why the witness thought the
    * x   scarf was white, eh...
    * x
    * x RETURN TO QUESTION
    * x
    * xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
    *
    * *Present Victim's Note*
    *
    * Mia:
    *   *TAKE THAT!*
    *
    * Mia:
    *   ...Witness.
    *   Have you ever seen this note?
    *
    * Melissa:
    *   N-Note...?
    *   I, err... No, never...
    *
    * Judge:
    *   It's top-secret evidence.
    *   There's no reason that you
    *   would have.
    *
    * Mia:
    *   Hmm, I wonder about that...
    *
    * Melissa:
    *   Wh-What do you mean...?
    *
    * Mia:
    *   This note shows Mr. Fawles's
    *   instructions to the victim
    *   regarding their meeting.
    *
    * Mia:
    *   It says...
    *   "Wear white scarf for
    *   identification."
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   White... Scarf...?
    *   AAAAAAH!!!
    *
    * Mia:
    *   Witness!
    *   You KNEW what this note said!
    *
    * Mia:
    *   There's no other possible
    *   reason for you to mistake
    *   the scarf's color!
    *
    * CONTINUE
    *
    ********************************************
    
    *** *Present Victim's Note* at (4b) ********
    *
    * Mia:
    *   *OBJECTION!*
    *
    * Mia:
    *   ...It's true. Mr. Fawles did
    *   give instructions to Valerie
    *   Hawthorne about their meeting.
    *
    * Mia:
    *   The note that she left said:
    *   "Wear white scarf for
    *   identification."
    *
    * Judge:
    *   Yes, what about it...?
    *
    * Mia:
    *   Isn't it obvious!?
    *   Doesn't it strike you as odd!?
    *
    * Mia:
    *   That note was a secret piece
    *   of evidence! How is it that
    *   the witness knows about it!?
    *
    * Melissa:
    *   Ah...!
    *
    * Judge:
    *   Order! Order!
    *   Hmm... It is odd, isn't it?
    *
    * Judge:
    *   Well, Mr. Edgeworth!?
    *
    * Judge:
    *   Did you show top-secret
    *   evidence to the witness...?
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   Y-Your Honor...
    *   I certainly never gave anyone
    *   permission to do such a thing.
    *
    * Mia:
    *   In that case, the only way the
    *   witness could know about the
    *   note would b--
    *
    * Melissa:
    *   J-Just a moment!
    *
    * Melissa:
    *   Of course... Of course I
    *   didn't know about the note!
    *
    * Melissa:
    *   It's just...
    *   I saw it when it happened.
    *   ...With my own eyes.
    *
    * Melissa:
    *   When the victim went to
    *   see the killer...
    *
    * Melissa:
    *   She used her own scarf
    *   to signal him.
    *
    * Melissa:
    *   That's why... That's why I
    *   assumed that the signal was
    *   a white scarf.
    *
    * Judge:
    *   Hmmm...
    *   I suppose that makes sense.
    *
    * Mia:
    *   (Come on, Mia!
    *   You can't let her weasel
    *   out of it that easily!)
    *
    * Mia:
    *   ...Witness!
    *   Sorry, but your explanation
    *   isn't going to work here.
    *
    * Melissa:
    *   B-But why!?
    *   It-It's true!
    *   That's what I saw!
    *
    * Mia:
    *   Impossible. There's no way you
    *   could have seen the victim use
    *   a white scarf to signal him!
    *
    * xxx Present something wrong xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
    * x
    * x Mia:
    * x   *TAKE THAT!*
    * x
    * x Mia:
    * x   Here's the definitive piece of
    * x   evidence that proves it!
    * x
    * x Melissa:
    * x   ...
    * x
    * x Edgeworth:
    * x   ......
    * x
    * x Judge:
    * x   That...?
    * x   That's your definitive piece
    * x   of evidence?
    * x
    * x Mia:
    * x   Yes!
    * x   ...If my thinking is correct.
    * x
    * x Edgeworth:
    * x   Well then.
    * x   We have one mystery solved!
    * x   The answer is simple.
    * x
    * x Edgeworth:
    * x   Ms. Fey's thinking is wrong.
    * x   ...That's all there is to it.
    * x
    * x Mia:
    * x   Huh?
    * x
    * x Armando:
    * x   Please, Kitten.
    * x   You've got to do something...
    * x   You're killing me over here.
    * x
    * x Judge:
    * x   Ms. Fey, I've got a definitive
    * x   penalty to reward you for your
    * x   definitive piece of evidence.
    * x
    * x Mia:
    * x   (Well, that wasn't what I
    * x   was expecting...)
    * x
    * x Melissa:
    * x   Well? ...Do you finally
    * x   believe me?
    * x
    * x Mia:
    * x   (Come on, Mia! You're
    * x   running out of time...!)
    * x
    * x RETURN TO QUESTION
    * x
    * xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
    *
    * *Present Scarf*
    *
    * Mia:
    *   *TAKE THAT!*
    *
    * Mia:
    *   You've said several times
    *   in your testimony that the
    *   victim was wearing a scarf...
    *
    * Mia:
    *   ...A white scarf, correct?
    *
    * Melissa:
    *   Yes...
    *   Is something wrong...?
    *
    * Mia:
    *   That's what I'd like to know.
    *   ...Ms. Foster.
    *
    * Mia:
    *   Have a look at this.
    *   It's the victim's scarf!
    *
    * Melissa:
    *   Ah...!
    *
    * Mia:
    *   I'm sure people would disagree
    *   about what to call this color.
    *   ...However!
    *
    * Mia:
    *   It certainly is not white!
    *
    * Mia:
    *   You KNEW what the note said!
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   She knew... the contents of
    *   the note...?
    *   N-NOOOOOOOO!
    *
    * Mia:
    *   It says, "Wear white scarf
    *   for identification."
    *
    * Mia:
    *   That's the reason why you
    *   said it was white!
    *
    * CONTINUE
    *
    ********************************************
    
    Melissa:
      Ugh... Unn... Urgh...!
    
    Mia:
      Well, Ms. Foster!?
    
    Melissa:
      NOOOOOOOOO!
    
    Judge:
      Order! Order! Order!
      Mr. Edgeworth! I'm waiting for
      an explanation!
    
    Edgeworth:
      I'm quite sure this note
      wasn't leaked to the public!
    
    Mia:
      And yet...!
      This witness knew exactly
      what the note said!
    
    Mia:
      At the time of the murder,
      the number of people that
      knew were quite... limited.
    
    Mia:
      Terry Fawles is one.
      The person who wrote the note,
      Valerie Hawthorne, is another.
    
    Mia:
      And finally...
      One more person.
    
    Judge:
      Did you say...
      "One more person"?
    
    Armando:
      That's right... A person that
      no one would have suspected...
    
    Armando:
      Have you figured it out,
      Kitten?
    
    Mia:
      Yup!
    
    Mia:
      The third person that knew
      the contents of the note
      was...!
    
    xxx Present something wrong xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
    x
    x Mia:
    x   *TAKE THAT!*
    x
    x Armando:
    x   ...Hang on there, Kitten.
    x
    x Mia:
    x   What is it, Mr. Armando?
    x
    x Armando:
    x   Here. I made some special
    x   café con leche for you...
    x   I put in plenty of sugar.
    x
    x Armando:
    x   Drink it up before it gets
    x   cold. Don't be shy.
    x
    x Mia:
    x   Umm...
    x   Why are you doing this?
    x
    x Armando:
    x   Your brain needs stimulation.
    x   Drink some of this and then
    x   think it over again.
    x
    x Armando:
    x   Listen. Keep messing up
    x   like that and you're going
    x   to get the judge mad.
    x
    x Judge:
    x   Ms. Fey!
    x
    x Judge:
    x   Don't just stand there
    x   casually drinking coffee!
    x
    x Mia:
    x   (Oops...
    x   I think it's too late...)
    x
    x Mia:
    x   B-But Your Honor...!
    x   Th-There is one more person!
    x
    x Mia:
    x   There is a person besides
    x   Mr. Fawles and the victim that
    x   knew what the note said.
    x
    x RETURN TO QUESTION
    x
    xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
    
    *Present Dahlia Hawthorne profile*
    
    Mia:
      *TAKE THAT!*
    
    Mia:
      And that person is...
      Dahlia Hawthorne!
    
    Judge:
      Dahlia Hawthorne...?
      I've never heard that name
      before.
    
    Mia:
      Look at the victim's note.
      This is what it says...
    
    Mia:
      "Talk to Dahlia. Tell her this
      time..." There is her name,
      right there.
    
    Judge:
      Wh-What's this...
      So who is this person!?
      This... Dahlia Hawthorne...
    
    Edgeworth:
      *sigh*...
    
    Edgeworth:
      Ms. Fey must be desperate
      if she's trying to bring the
      dead back to life.
    
    Judge:
      The d-dead...?
    
    Edgeworth:
      Dahlia Hawthorne was
      the victim's deceased
      younger sister.
    
    Edgeworth:
      She was killed in a crime
      5 years ago.
    
    Judge:
      Killed in a crime...?
      Y-You don't mean...!?
    
    Edgeworth:
      Yes. She was kidnapped...
      And killed. By Terry Fawles!
    
    Mia:
      *OBJECTION!*
    
    Mia:
      You said she was "killed"...
      But was she really?
    
    Edgeworth:
      What are you implying...?
    
    Mia:
      Of course, people thought
      she had died 5 years ago...
    
    Mia:
      ...when she fell off of
      Dusky Bridge and was lost
      in the Eagle River.
    
    Mia:
      However!
      Her corpse was never found!
    
    Edgeworth:
      *OBJECTION!*
    
    Edgeworth:
      She was declared legally
      dead 5 years ago!
    
    Edgeworth:
      As far as the law is
      concerned, Dahlia Hawthorne
      is officially dead.
    
    Mia:
      *OBJECTION!*
    
    Mia:
      But the fact remains that her
      body was never recovered!
    
    Mia:
      Dahlia Hawthorne was
      14 years old, 5 years ago.
    
    Mia:
      If she were still alive,
      she would be 19 now.
    
    Mia:
      ...Melissa Foster.
    
    Mia:
      I believe that's the same
      age you are!
    
    Melissa:
      Ah...!
    
    Edgeworth:
      *OBJECTION!*
    
    Edgeworth:
      Even you couldn't...!
      Ms. Fey...!
      You're not saying...!
    
    Mia:
      But I am.
      That's precisely what
      I'm saying.
    
    Mia:
      This "witness" before us is
      the girl that was kidnapped
      and killed 5 years ago!
    
    Mia:
      This girl is in fact
      Ms. Dahlia Hawthorne!
    
    Judge:
      WHA...!
      WHAAAAAAT!
    
    Armando:
      Ha...! Nice work...
      That was like tossing a
      grenade into a 3-alarm fire!
    
    Armando:
      But unless you can tie all
      the loose ends together...
    
    Armando:
      ...you're nothing but a
      hit-and-run arsonist.
    
    Mia:
      I... I understand.
    
    Mia:
      (If I can expose her true
      nature, I can turn this whole
      case on its head!)
    
    Mia:
      (Now is my chance to make
      Mr. Edgeworth squirm...!)
    
    Judge:
      Hmm... Hmm... Hmmm...
    
    Judge:
      Witness!
      Just who are you anyway!?
    
    Melissa:
      I... I... I'm...
    
    Edgeworth:
      I didn't think it'd come
      to this.
    
    Edgeworth:
      That's enough...
      You don't have to say anymore,
      witness.
    
    Melissa:
      ...
      Yes.
      I understand.
    
    Judge:
      Wh-What!
      Mr. Edgeworth!
      Explain yourself!
    
    Edgeworth:
      Your Honor.
      I have an admission to make.
    
    Edgeworth:
      I honestly never thought the
      defense would pursue the
      matter this far...
    
    Judge:
      You don't...!
      You don't mean...!
    
    Edgeworth:
      ...Yes. The prosecutor's
      office isn't filled with
      fools, you know.
    
    Edgeworth:
      Naturally, we conduct full
      background checks on all
      of our witnesses.
    
    Mia:
      Wh-What did he say...?
    
    Armando:
      Ha...!
      It looks like the kid knew.
    
    Armando:
      He knew her true identity
      from the get-go.
    
    Mia:
      No way...!
      But then why...!
    
    Armando:
      If you hadn't revealed her
      secret, he wasn't going to
      say anything about it.
    
    Armando:
      All he wanted was her
      testimony, so he made
      a little trade.
    
    Edgeworth:
      Let me introduce you to...
    
    Edgeworth:
      ...the victim's younger
      sister, Ms. Dahlia Hawthorne.
    
    Judge:
      But... But...
      I thought she died 5 years
      ago...?
    
    Edgeworth:
      We thought so as well...
      But... Well, as you can see...
    
    Mia:
      Why!? Why did she hide
      her identity for 5 years!?
    
    Edgeworth:
      That has nothing to
      do with the current case.
    
    Edgeworth:
      She was merely an accidental
      witness to a crime...
    
    Mia:
      *OBJECTION!*
    
    Mia:
      Accidental...?
      I don't believe that for
      a minute!
    
    Mia:
      For the last 5 years, she's
      been playing the role of
      victim!
    
    Mia:
      And now we find her acting
      suspiciously at another murder
      scene!
    
    Edgeworth:
      *OBJECTION!*
    
    Edgeworth:
      ...Really, Ms. Fey!
      Your strategy is
      clearly obvious.
    
    Edgeworth:
      You're trying to pin your
      client's crime on an innocent
      witness in order to win...
    
    Edgeworth:
      ...At any cost.
    
    Mia:
      H-How dare you!
    
    Edgeworth:
      Please, let us take a moment
      to think.
    
    Edgeworth:
      Five years ago, this girl was
      kidnapped and nearly killed.
    
    Judge:
      Hmm...
    
    Edgeworth:
      But even worse than that...
      5 years later...
    
    Edgeworth:
      ...Dahlia Hawthorne lost
      something much more
      precious. Her big sister.
    
    Edgeworth:
      Ms. Fey must be insane to
      even suggest that she
      murdered her.
    
    Mia:
      Whaaaaat!?
    
    Judge:
      ...I'm inclined to agree
      with the prosecutor's logic.
    
    Judge:
      Ms. Fey!
      Do you have any evidence
      to back up your assertion!?
    
    Judge:
      What possible reason would
      this witness have for killing
      her beloved sister!?
    
    Mia:
      W-Well you see...
    
    Mia:
      (I thought I was winning,
      but somehow he's turned it
      around on me!)
    
    Armando:
      Ha...!
    
    Armando:
      I think you need a little
      push in the right
      direction, Kitten...
    
      The defense is prepared
      to present evidence
      supporting our claim!
    
    Mia:
      Ah! That wasn't me!
      It was this guy...
      This crazy coffee addict...
    
    Edgeworth:
      *OBJECTION!*
    
    Edgeworth:
      I think we've heard enough
      empty threats from you,
      old man.
    
    Armando:
      Ha...!
      What makes you think
      they're empty, boy?
    
    Edgeworth:
      Because your protégé looks
      like she's sweating bullets!
    
    Mia:
      Ah...!
      (I AM sweating bullets!)
    
    Armando:
      ...You think you're in a
      tough spot, huh?
    
    Mia:
      Of course! Aren't I?
    
    Armando:
      ...No. You've just arrived
      at the moment of truth,
      that's all.
    
    Armando:
      Whether you win or lose...
      That's up to you.
    
    Mia:
      (Up to me...?)
    
    Edgeworth:
      *sigh*...
      The rashness of youth.
      How charming.
    
    Mia:
      (This coming from someone
      younger than me!)
    
    Judge:
      Now then, let's not waste
      any more time.
      ...Ms. Fey.
    
    Judge:
      What motive would this witness
      have for murdering her own
      sister, Valerie Hawthorne?
    
    xxx Present something wrong xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
    x
    x Mia:
    x   *TAKE THAT!*
    x
    x Edgeworth:
    x   ...What is this?
    x   Is this the defense's idea of
    x   a joke?
    x
    x Judge:
    x   If so, I certainly don't
    x   get the punch line...
    x   Well? Ms. Fey?
    x
    x Mia:
    x   Oh, that was...
    x   The rashness of youth!
    x
    x Judge:
    x   Th-The rashness of youth!?
    x   And what is your point in
    x   furthering such a stereotype!?
    x
    x Armando:
    x   That witness stayed hidden
    x   for 5 years, Kitten.
    x
    x Armando:
    x   There must be a good reason
    x   for that.
    x
    x Armando:
    x   And somehow it must involve
    x   Valerie Hawthorne...
    x
    x Mia:
    x   (OK, one more time, Mia! You
    x   gotta read the Court Record
    x   more carefully this time!)
    x
    x RETURN TO QUESTION
    x
    xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
    
    *Present Victim's Note*
    
    Mia:
      *TAKE THAT!*
    
    Mia:
      ...The story starts after
      Terry Fawles escaped.
    
    Mia:
      He called Valerie and
      told her he wanted to meet.
      This is the note she left...
    
    Mia:
      It says, "Talk to Dahlia.
      Tell her this time, the
      whole truth must come out."
    
    Mia:
      ...Valerie Hawthorne gave
      Dahlia a warning.
    
    Mia:
      She told her she was going
      to reveal to the world the
      whole truth.
    
    Judge:
      The whole truth...?
    
    Mia:
      There was a dangerously
      important secret between
      Valerie and Dahlia.
    
    Mia:
      That's the reason Dahlia felt
      she had to kill Valerie...
    
    Mia:
      To keep her mouth shut
      permanently!
    
    Edgeworth:
      *OBJECTION!*
    
    Edgeworth:
      A terrific story, Ms. Fey!
      If you like fiction, that is.
    
    Edgeworth:
      Enlighten the court, Ms. Fey.
      What was this secret that
      was so important?
    
    Edgeworth:
      Where's your evidence!?
    
    Armando:
      Dahlia and Valerie Hawthorne,
      and Terry Fawles...
    
    Armando:
      There's only one
      important secret that
      connects them all...
    
    Mia:
      Oh, yes... I know this secret.
    
    Mia:
      ...Your Honor!
      The defense would like to
      request further testimony.
    
    Judge:
      Wh-What testimony?
    
    Mia:
      Regarding the kidnapping
      5 years ago. We believe it
      will explain a lot of things.
    
    Mia:
      Such as the nature of the
      important secret between
      the Hawthorne sisters!
    
    Dahlia:
      Ugh...!
    
    Judge:
      ...Very well.
      I'll grant your request for
      further testimony.
    
    Judge:
      I know it will be painful for
      you, but can enlighten us once
      more, my little maple leaf?
    
    Dahlia:
      Y-Yes, I-I'll try.
      Mr. Judge...
    
    Mia:
      (Putting on the old charm
      one more time, Dahlia?)
    
    Mia:
      (But this will be the last
      time you hide behind your
      womanly wiles!)
    
    -------------------------------------------------------------------------------
    
    WITNESS TESTIMONY
    -- 5 Years Ago --
    
    (1)
    Dahlia:
      Five years ago, I was
      kidnapped by Mr. Fawles.
    
    (2)
    Dahlia:
      The ransom price was a raw
      diamond. My sister, Valerie,
      brought it to the bridge...
    
    (3)
    Dahlia:
      After she made the exchange,
      she shot Mr. Fawles in
      the arm!
    
    (4)
    Dahlia:
      That's when Mr. Fawles tried
      to kill me by shoving me off
      the bridge from behind!
    
    (5)
    Dahlia:
      I survived, but I was afraid I
      might be kidnapped again
      for my family's money...
    
    (6)
    Dahlia:
      So I decided to change
      my identity and start
      a new life...
    
    --------------------------------------------
    
    Judge:
      Hmmm...
    
    Edgeworth:
      ...The kidnapping left her
      emotionally scarred.
    
    Edgeworth:
      With her sister's help, she
      left the Hawthorne family and
      started all over again.
    
    Edgeworth:
      And we're to believe after
      all that, she murdered her
      sister? Preposterous!
    
    Judge:
      Thank you, Mr. Edgeworth.
      ...Ms. Fey?
    
    Mia:
      Y-Yes, Your Honor.
    
    Judge:
      As you've heard, the witness
      is still traumatized from
      the kidnapping.
    
    Judge:
      ...I'll ask you again to be
      extremely gentle in your
      cross-examination.
    
    Mia:
      (...Mr. Edgeworth got the jump
      on me again...)
    
    Armando:
      Ha...!
      If we're not allowed to fight,
      then let's twist some arms.
    
    Armando:
      ...Listen up.
      We've still got that info...
      That ace up our sleeve.
    
    Mia:
      ...What info?
    
    Armando:
      Come on, Kitten.
      Don't say you've forgotten
      already.
    
    Armando:
      The fact that the kidnapping
      5 years ago was staged!
    
    Mia:
      (That's right, it was a fake
      kidnapping! Terry Fawles
      told us that in the lobby.)
    
    --------------------------------------------
    
    Fawles:
      I do anything she says.
      Anything Dahlia says...
    
    Mia:
      What you're saying is that
      the kidnapping 5 years ago
      was planned by...
    
    Fawles:
      Yeah. Me and Dahlia...
      ...And Valerie, too.
    
    --------------------------------------------
    
    Mia:
      (Yes! That's it!
      The fake kidnapping is your
      best shot, Mia!)
    
    Mia:
      (That's her secret!)
    
    -------------------------------------------------------------------------------
    
    CROSS EXAMINATION
    -- 5 Years Ago --
    
    (1)
    Dahlia:
      Five years ago, I was
      kidnapped by Mr. Fawles.
    
         Mia:
           *HOLD IT!*
    
         Mia:
           Did you and Mr. Fawles
           have a relationship?
    
         Dahlia:
           ...Y-Yes.
           As a tutor...
    
         Mia:
           You were tutoring him?
           Mr. Fawles?
    
         Dahlia:
           N-No, of course not!
           Don't be ridiculous!
    
         Dahlia:
           Mr. Fawles came to the house
           to tutor ME!
    
         Mia:
           (That makes sense... 5 years
           ago, she was only 14.)
    
         Edgeworth:
           He probably came up with
           the kidnapping plan during
           that time.
    
         Edgeworth:
           The Hawthornes are in the
           jewelry trade and are quite
           wealthy, you see.
    
         Judge:
           Hmm...
           Quite the clever fellow, that
           Mr. Fawles.
    
         Mia:
           (Did I hear him right!?
           Did he just call Mr. Fawles
           a clever fellow?)
    
    (2)
    Dahlia:
      The ransom price was a raw
      diamond. My sister, Valerie,
      brought it to the bridge...
    
         Mia:
           *HOLD IT!*
    
         Mia:
           I heard the diamond is valued
           in the neighboorhood of
           2 million dollars.
    
         Judge:
           2 million dollars!?
    
         Dahlia:
           It was still uncut, so
           it was about the size of
           a pint of milk.
    
         Judge:
           HMMMMM!!!
    
         Judge:
           A 2 million dollar pint
           of milk... I don't know what
           to think about that!
    
         Edgeworth:
           The defendant demanded
           that her sister, Valerie,
           make the exchange.
    
         Edgeworth:
           Not as a detective,
           of course, but as an
           individual.
    
         Mia:
           By the way, I want to ask
           you, Mr. Edgeworth.
    
         Mia:
           Why do you think he wanted
           to make the exchange up
           there on that mountain?
    
         Mia:
           If he ever got surrounded,
           it would be hard to escape...
    
         Edgeworth:
           There's one thing a kidnapper
           wants to prevent, and that's
           police involvement.
    
         Edgeworth:
           In a place like that, it
           would be easy to tell if
           he was being followed.
    
         Edgeworth:
           With only one entrance to
           the mountain, he was
           ensuring his safety.
    
         Dahlia:
           What a wickedly clever man
           that Mr. Fawles is...
    
         Mia:
           (Yeah, right.
           It was all YOUR plan...)
    
         Dahlia:
           Anyway, Valerie brought the
           diamond to the mountain and...
    
    (3)
    Dahlia:
      After she made the exchange,
      she shot Mr. Fawles in
      the arm!
    
         Mia:
           *HOLD IT!*
    
         Mia:
           That was a dangerous thing
           to do considering you were
           being held hostage.
    
         Dahlia:
           Yes, but...
           Actually, that saved my life.
    
         Judge:
           What do you mean?
    
         Dahlia:
           You see, Mr. Fawles was
           holding a knife in his
           right hand...
    
         Dahlia:
           Somehow, I just KNEW
           he was going to use it.
    
         Dahlia:
           I knew he was going to
           use that knife to kill me!
    
         Mia:
           ...!
    
         Dahlia:
           That's why my sister shot him!
           It was to save me!
    
    (4)
    Dahlia:
      That's when Mr. Fawles tried
      to kill me by shoving me off
      the bridge from behind!
    
         Mia:
           *HOLD IT!*
    
         Mia:
           I'd like to hear more about
           what happened right at
           that moment!
    
         Dahlia:
           Well, when Mr. Fawles was
           shot in the right arm, he let
           go of me...
    
         Dahlia:
           I-I was dazed. I turned to try
           and run away, but Mr. Fawles
           turned to grab me as well...
    
         Dahlia:
           As I ran past, he and I locked
           eyes for a second, and he gave
           me a large, bloodthirsty grin.
    
         Judge:
           B-Bloodthirsty grin...
           Oooh...
    
         Dahlia:
           And in the next instant...
    
         Edgeworth:
           I advise the court to remember
           that the river is 18 feet deep
           and incredibly swift...
    
         Dahlia:
           I-I was a strong swimmer,
           but I was knocked out...
    
         Dahlia:
           When I came to, I had been
           carried away by the river
           to a strange place.
    
         Dahlia:
           I'll never forget that day.
    
         Dahlia:
           The crumbling bridge,
           nowhere to run...
    
         Dahlia:
           Then just one little shove
           from behind. That was it.
    
         Dahlia:
           Before my sister could
           catch me...
           ...I fell into the river.
    
    (5)
    Dahlia:
      I survived, but I was afraid I
      might be kidnapped again
      for my family's money...
    
         Mia:
           *HOLD IT!*
    
         Mia:
           And that's why you
           hid your identity?
    
         Dahlia:
           Yes...
           I only told my sister.
    
         Judge:
           Valerie Hawthorne, eh.
    
         Dahlia:
           Yes, she's the only one who
           knew about me.
    
         Edgeworth:
           Meanwhile, legally, this
           witness has been deceased
           for 5 years.
    
         Dahlia:
           I... I didn't ever want
           something like that to
           happen to me again.
    
    (6)
    Dahlia:
      So I decided to change
      my identity and start
      a new life...
    
         Mia:
           *HOLD IT!*
    
         Mia:
           And that new identity was
           "Melissa Foster", right?
    
         Dahlia:
           Yes, my sister helped me get
           the official paperwork
           taken care of.
    
         Mia:
           (That makes sense...)
    
         Mia:
           (Without an insider's help,
           doing all of the paperwork
           would've been impossible.)
    
         Dahlia:
           She was the only person left
           in the world I could count on.
    
         Dahlia:
           And you... You think I
           k-k-killed her...
           There's no way I could!
    
         Judge:
           Hmmmmm...!
    
    --------------------------------------------
    
    Armando:
      It's the moment of truth
      for this witness, too.
    
    Armando:
      Once the truth about this
      staged kidnapping comes out...
    
    Armando:
      Everyone in the court will
      know how much of a Jezebel
      she really is!
    
    Mia:
      (I've just got to prove that
      kidnapping was a hoax!)
    
    RETURN TO THE START OF CROSS-EXAMINATION
    
    -------------------------------------------------------------------------------
    
    *Present Dusky Bridge Map* at (4)
    
    Mia:
      *OBJECTION!*
    
    Mia:
      You say that Mr. Fawles pushed
      you into the Eagle River...
    
    Mia:
      However, that's hard to
      believe.
    
    Dahlia:
      B-But it's true!
      I felt a push on my back...
    
    Dahlia:
      I'm certain of it!
      It was Mr. Fawles!
    
    Mia:
      I'm sorry... I guess I wasn't
      clear enough.
    
    Mia:
      I shouldn't have said, "that's
      hard to believe." I should've
      said, "That's impossible."
    
    Dahlia:
      I-Impossible...?
    
    Mia:
      I ask that the court recall
      the condition of Dusky Bridge,
      now and 5 years ago.
    
    Mia:
      That bridge hasn't changed one
      bit in these last 5 years.
    
    Mia:
      If someone had pushed you
      from behind as you have
      claimed...
    
    Mia:
      ...instead of being carried
      away by the river...
    
    Mia:
      ...you would have been
      smashed by the bedrock
      below!
    
    Mia:
      A most certain death.
    
    Dahlia:
      ...
    
    Mia:
      Do you understand now,
      Dahlia Hawthorne?
    
    Mia:
      The very notion that my client
      pushed you from behind
      is impossible!
    
    Dahlia:
      ...
    
    Dahlia:
      Aaaaaah!
    
    Edgeworth:
      *OBJECTION!*
    
    Edgeworth:
      Your Honor, this event
      occurred 5 years ago!
    
    Edgeworth:
      Why, for all we know, the
      water level in the river may
      have been higher back then.
    
    Mia:
      *OBJECTION!*
    
    Mia:
      But it's 40 feet from the
      bridge to the river!
    
    Mia:
      A small change in the water
      level wouldn't have made a
      difference!
    
    Edgeworth:
      Ugggh!
    
    Judge:
      Y-You're right! If the events
      occurred just as the witness
      has testified...
    
    Judge:
      ...then the defendant couldn't
      have pushed the witness
      into the river.
    
    Judge:
      Young lady!
      What is the meaning of this!?
    
    Dahlia:
      Uuuh!
    
    Dahlia:
      I... I... I, err...
      You see, I...
    
    Edgeworth:
      *OBJECTION!*
    
    Edgeworth:
      Just a moment, Your Honor!
    
    Edgeworth:
      It's true that the witness
      testified that the defendant
      pushed her into the river...
    
    Edgeworth:
      However! She never stated
      that she fell from the back
      end of the bridge!
    
    Mia:
      What... What do you mean?
    
    Edgeworth:
      After being shot in the
      arm, it's plausible that
      Mr. Fawles panicked!
    
    Edgeworth:
      Therefore, he could have
      unwittingly pushed her off
      the side of the bridge!
    
    Judge:
      If that's true, she would
      have fallen into the river!
    
    Judge:
      Well, Miss Hawthorne!?
      Is Mr. Edgeworth's explanation
      correct...?
    
    Dahlia:
      ...
    
    Dahlia:
      Now that you mention it...
    
    Dahlia:
      I do remember now.
      When I fell off the bridge...
    
    Dahlia:
      ...my skirt got caught on one
      of the bridge's side wires!
    
    Mia:
      You can't be serious!
    
    Judge:
      Order! Order in the court!
    
    Edgeworth:
      It seems Ms. Fey's assault
      has finally reached its
      conclusion.
    
    Mia:
      *OBJECTION!*
    
    Mia:
      (Not now, Mia...!
      This is no time to retreat!)
    
    Mia:
      Unfortunately for you...
      this is just the start of
      Ms. Fey's assault!
    
    Edgeworth:
      Wh-What?
    
    Mia:
      I believe your reasoning
      went something like this,
      Mr. Edgeworth.
    
    Mia:
      "After being shot in the
      arm, it's plausible that
      Mr. Fawles panicked!"
    
    Mia:
      "Therefore, he could have
      unwittingly pushed her off
      the side of the bridge!"
    
    Mia:
      However! Once again,
      I'm forced to say,
      "That's impossible!"
    
    Edgeworth:
      R-Ridiculous!
      What's so impossible
      about it!?
    
    Mia:
      Because your flawed logic
      contradicts the Court
      Record!
    
    xxx Present something wrong xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
    x
    x Mia:
    x   *TAKE THAT!*
    x
    x Mia:
    x   This evidence shows the
    x   fatal error you've made!
    x
    x Edgeworth:
    x   ...
    x   It's a fatal error, alright.
    x
    x Edgeworth:
    x   Unfortunately...
    x   The error is yours, not mine.
    x
    x Mia:
    x   (Uh-oh, here it comes...)
    x
    x Judge:
    x   Ms. Fey.
    x
    x Judge:
    x   At this point in the trial,
    x   I can't just let that pass!
    x
    x Mia:
    x   Ouchie.
    x
    x Mia:
    x   (Come on, Mia! Take your
    x   time and think it over again!)
    x
    x RETURN TO QUESTION
    x
    xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
    
    *Present Witness's Photo*
    
    Mia:
      *TAKE THAT!*
    
    Mia:
      Your Honor!
      All of the answers are
      right here in this photo!
    
    Mia:
      Take a look at the wires
      supporting both sides of the
      bridge!
    
    Mia:
      They extend up to about
      five feet off the ground...
    
    Mia:
      It would be impossible to
      push someone off from there!
    
    Dahlia:
      NNNNOOOOOOO!
    
    Edgeworth:
      *OBJECTION!*
    
    Edgeworth:
      B-But let's remember
      the size and strength of
      the defendant!
    
    Edgeworth:
      Wires like this wouldn't be
      a problem for him!
    
    Edgeworth:
      He could have easily picked
      up a 14 year old girl and
      thrown her over!
    
    Mia:
      *OBJECTION!*
    
    Mia:
      So young, and already so
      forgetful, Mr. Edgeworth.
    
    Mia:
      Mr. Fawles had been shot
      in the right arm.
    
    Judge:
      Ah...!
    
    Mia:
      And more importantly...
    
    Mia:
      ...Valerie Hawthorne had
      her gun trained on him...
      at point-blank range!
    
    Edgeworth:
      Ugh...!
    
    Mia:
      So! Mr. Fawles throwing the
      witness off the bridge? That
      is clearly impossible!
    
    Edgeworth:
      GWAAAAAAAHHH!
    
    Judge:
      Order! Order!
      Wh-What is the meaning
      of this!?
    
    Mia:
      Dahlia Hawthorne!
    
    Mia:
      You jumped into the Eagle
      River intentionally!
    
    Judge:
      What...!?
      What is this...!?
    
    Edgeworth:
      *OBJECTION!*
    
    Edgeworth:
      Indeed! What do you mean
      by such a ridiculous remark!?
    
    Dahlia:
      Y-Yes! It's ridiculous!
    
    Dahlia:
      My sister was there
      to help me!
    
    Dahlia:
      She had her gun and handcuffs.
      She could have saved me...
    
    Dahlia:
      Jumping into a raging river
      like that...
      That would have been suicide!
    
    Mia:
      *OBJECTION!*
    
    Mia:
      Perhaps...
      But still, that's exactly
      what you did!
    
    Mia:
      You were probably confident
      that you could handle
      the swift current.
    
    Mia:
      But even more so...
    
    Mia:
      ...the witness had a much
      more compelling reason for
      jumping into the river!
    
    Edgeworth:
      *OBJECTION!*
    
    Edgeworth:
      Oh? Then what was it!? What
      was so important that she'd
      want to jump into the river!?
    
    Mia:
      The witness is still alive.
      This fact alone explains
      everything!
    
    Mia:
      This is why she risked her
      life by jumping into the
      rapids of the Eagle River!
    
    xxx Present something wrong xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
    x
    x Mia:
    x   *TAKE THAT!*
    x
    x Edgeworth:
    x   That isn't even worth a reply.
    x
    x Edgeworth:
    x   Ms. Fey. I hold you
    x   personally responsible...
    x
    x Edgeworth:
    x   ...for confusing the court
    x   and causing great emotional
    x   pain to the witness!
    x
    x Judge:
    x   I have no choice but to
    x   impose a penalty on you.
    x
    x Mia:
    x   (This is an easy one, Mia!
    x   What was it she was after...?)
    x
    x Mia:
    x   (Even Edgeworth
    x   must have realized it...!)
    x
    x RETURN TO QUESTION
    x
    xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
    
    *Present Diamond*
    
    Mia:
      *TAKE THAT!*
    
    Mia:
      Five years ago...
    
    Mia:
      ...something else disappeared
      along with Dahlia that day.
    
    Mia:
      The item that Valerie brought
      up the mountain with her...
      The 2 million dollar diamond!
    
    Dahlia:
      ...!
    
    Edgeworth:
      AAAAAHHH!!
      N... No...
      It-It can't be...!
    
    Mia:
      Yes. Dahlia had it all planned
      from the beginning!
    
    Mia:
      The 2 million dollars...
      She was going to keep it
      all for herself!
    
    --------------------------------------------
    
    Mia:
      She forced Mr. Fawles to help
      her fake the kidnapping...
    
              *BANG!*
    
    Mia:
      At the last minute, she
      betrayed him and threw
      herself into the river...
    
    Mia:
      ...with the ransom tucked away
      safely in her backpack...
    
    --------------------------------------------
    
    Edgeworth:
      Why that's... that's simply
      ridiculous!
    
    Judge:
      Order! Order! Order!
    
    Edgeworth:
      *OBJECTION!*
    
    Edgeworth:
      Y-Your Honor!
      Five years ago, the witness
      was only 14 years old!
    
    Edgeworth:
      Do you really think a
      14 year old is capable
      of such a demonic plan!?
    
    Mia:
      This woman IS a demon.
    
    Mia:
      And there was one more person
      who helped make a demon out
      of her.
    
    Mia:
      Her sister...
      Valerie Hawthorne.
    
    Judge:
      Y-You mean the victim was
      involved in the kidnapping
      plot as well!?
    
    Edgeworth:
      *OBJECTION!*
    
    Edgeworth:
      But she was a detective then!
      You're saying she participated
      in her sister's kidnapping!?
    
    Mia:
      Precisely!
    
    Mia:
      I'm sure that it weighed
      heavily on her conscience for
      the past 5 years.
    
    Mia:
      This is the sole reason
      behind the victim's murder.
    
    Judge:
      What do you mean by that?
    
    Mia:
      On the day of the murder...
    
    Mia:
      ...after receiving the phone
      call from Mr. Fawles, Valerie
      called her sister, Dahlia.
    
    Mia:
      And then she told her what
      she was planning to do.
    
    Judge:
      "Planning to do"...?
    
    Edgeworth:
      She was going to tell the
      whole truth... As she wrote
      in her note!
    
    Mia:
      THAT is what sealed Valerie
      Hawthorne's fate...
    
    Mia:
      THAT is when you hatched your
      demonic plan to kill two birds
      with one stone.
    
    Mia:
      A plan that would ensure
      neither of your accomplices
      to the kidnapping would talk.
    
    Mia:
      And THAT is why...
    
    Mia:
      ...you killed your sister,
      Valerie Hawthorne!
    
      ...
      Hee hee...
    
    Judge:
      Wh-Who is that!?
      Laughing at a time like this!
    
    Dahlia:
      Forgive me.
      It's just hilarious...
    
    Judge:
      W-Witness?
      Is that you?
    
    Dahlia:
      You amuse me, woman!
      MS. MIA FEY...
    
    Mia:
      ...!
    
    Dahlia:
      You can certainly weave an
      exciting tale...
    
    Dahlia:
      Naturally...
      you have the evidence
      to back it up, don't you?
    
    Mia:
      Ev-Evidence...?
    
    Dahlia:
      Evidence that I planned the
      kidnapping, of course...
    
    Dahlia:
      That at 14, I plotted it with
      Mr. Fawles and my sister.
    
    Mia:
      W-Well, I...
    
    Dahlia:
      And one more thing.
    
    Dahlia:
      What happened to the
      2 million dollar diamond?
    
    Dahlia:
      If you can't provide evidence
      to at least show that...
    
    Judge:
      Hmmmmm...
      Well, Ms. Fey?
    
    Mia:
      I...
      I don't know...
    
    Dahlia:
      What a joke.
      YOU, MS. FEY...
      Are you stupid or something?
    
    Mia:
      Nnrgh...!
    
    Mia:
      (How can I prove a fake
      kidnapping that happened
      5 years ago!?)
    
    Mia:
      (I don't even have decisive
      proof of Valerie Hawthorne's
      murder...)
    
    Judge:
      Well it seems...
      that we've come to the end.
    
    Judge:
      To be honest, the witness's
      behavior does raise certain
      suspicions...
    
    Judge:
      However, I am forced to reject
      the assertions made by the
      defense.
    
    Dahlia:
      Of course you are.
    
    Mia:
      (Is this it...?
      Is it really over...?)
    
    Mia:
      (That girl has made a fool
      of me and there's nothing
      I can do about it!)
    
    Armando:
      Ha...!
    
    Armando:
      Without evidence the trial
      is over? Who decided that?
    
    Mia:
      M-Mr. Armando!
    
    Armando:
      Come on now, Kitten. Haven't
      you figured out that you
      can make your own rules?
    
    Armando:
      For example, even if there's
      no evidence, there's still
      testimony!
    
    Mia:
      (T-Testimony...?)
    
    Armando:
      On the day in question,
      Dahlia Hawthorne murdered
      her sister, Valerie Hawthorne.
    
    Armando:
      She hid her body in the trunk
      of Mr. Fawles's stolen car and
      then went to meet with him...
    
    Armando:
      ...disguised as her sister,
      Valerie Hawthorne.
      That's what you think, right?
    
    Mia:
      Y-Yes, that's right...
    
    Armando:
      In that case, there's only
      one answer, right?
    
    Armando:
      There is only one person
      left who can testify about
      Valerie Hawthorne's murder!
    
    Mia:
      (Since there's no proof,
      there's only one thing left
      to do!)
    
    Mia:
      (Who is the one person who
      can testify to that demon
      woman's crimes...?)
    
    *** Present something wrong ****************
    *
    * Mia:
    *   *TAKE THAT!*
    *
    * Armando:
    *   Listen up.
    *   This is your last chance.
    *
    * Armando:
    *   Think it over carefully
    *   one more time.
    *
    * Mia:
    *   (Relax, Mia! This is easy...!)
    *
    * RETURN TO QUESTION
    *
    ********************************************
    
    *Present Terry Fawles profile*
    
    Mia:
      *TAKE THAT!*
    
    Mia:
      Your Honor!
      The defense wishes to call
      a new witness!
    
    Judge:
      A new witness?
    
    Mia:
      Yes! We would like to hear the
      testimony of Terry Fawles!
    
    Edgeworth:
      The defendant...!?
    
    Mia:
      There's only one person that
      can shed any further light
      on the situation...
    
    Mia:
      Only one person that knows
      what Dahlia's role in the
      kidnapping was...
    
    Mia:
      Only one person that can say
      whether the person in the
      photo is Valerie Hawthorne...
    
    Mia:
      ...or whether it was in fact
      her younger sister Dahlia,
      disguised as her.
    
    Mia:
      There's only one person who
      can solve this riddle once
      and for all...
    
    Mia:
      And that person is...
      Terry Fawles!
    
    Judge:
      Well, Mr. Edgeworth?
      What is your take on this?
    
    Edgeworth:
      ...
    
    Edgeworth:
      Why not?
      The prosecution has no
      objection.
    
    Judge:
      Very well.
    
    Judge:
      Bailiff!
      Bring the defendant to the
      witness stand!
    
    Mia:
      (This is my last chance,
      Mr. Fawles...)
    
    Mia:
      (My last chance to establish
      Dahlia's guilt...)
    
    Mia:
      (You're all I have left!)
    
    --------------------------------------------
    
    Judge:
      Defendant, you've heard
      everything that's been said
      up to this point, yes?
    
    Fawles:
      Uhh... Umm...
      I don't believe it! No way!
    
    Fawles:
      Dahlia died! Five years ago!
      Valerie betrayed me!
    
    Mia:
      Mr. Fawles...
    
    Mia:
      I don't know what she said
      to you 5 years ago, but one
      thing is clear.
    
    Mia:
      Dahlia is very much alive.
    
    Mia:
      And you were used.
      For 2 million dollars.
    
    Fawles:
      That's... Not... True...
    
    Judge:
      Mr. Fawles.
      There's only one question
      I want the answer to.
    
    Judge:
      Two days ago on Dusky
      Bridge... who did you meet?
    
    Judge:
      Was it Valerie Hawthorne?
      Or was it Dahlia Hawthorne?
    
    Fawles:
      Dahlia... Dahlia...
      Did you... betray me?
    
    Fawles:
      ...
    
    Fawles:
      Five years ago she promised...
      She promised... Never, ever
      betray each other...
    
    Dahlia:
      Terry...
    
    Fawles:
      Dahlia!
    
    Dawles:
      It-It's true!
      You are alive...!
    
    Dahlia:
      You don't trust me anymore?
      That makes me sad.
    
    Fawles:
      Tell the truth!
      The real truth!
      I... I believed in you!
    
    Dahlia:
      ...
      I shouldn't NEED to say it.
      You should already know...
    
    Fawles:
      ...!
    
    Dahlia:
      But...
      There is one thing
      that I WILL say.
    
    Dahlia:
      My life is in your hands
      right now, Terry.
    
    Fawles:
      Dah...lia...
    
    Judge:
      I will allow Mr. Fawles to
      testify once and once only.
    
    Judge:
      Well then, Mr. Fawles.
      Yours will be the final
      testimony in this trial.
    
    Fawles:
      ...
    
    Judge:
      Witness!
    
    Fawles:
      GAAAAAAAHHH!!!!
    
    Judge:
      Eeeeek!
      I'm sorry!
      I apologize!
    
    Fawles:
      Uwah! Uwah! UWAAAAH!!
      W-Water!
      P-Please! Water!
    
    Mia:
      Hmm?
    
    Fawles:
      Can't talk...
      Need water...
    
    Armando:
      Ha...!
      Oh well, I guess it'll have
      to be my coffee instead.
    
    Armando:
      At least it'll match the way
      he's probably feeling right
      now...
    
    Armando:
      Darker and bitterer than
      Hell itself.
    
    Fawles:
      UWAAAAAH...
    
    -------------------------------------------------------------------------------
    
    WITNESS TESTIMONY
    -- Who Terry Fawles Saw --
    
    (1)
    Fawles:
      That day... 4 PM...
      I stopped the car.
      I was in front of bridge...
    
    (2)
    Fawles:
      She wasn't there...
      So, I waited on bridge.
    
    (3)
    Fawles:
      I watched my car from
      bridge. I never put no body
      in that car!
    
    (4)
    Fawles:
      Finally, one woman came.
      She stood front of me.
    
    (5)
    Fawles:
      We talked...
      Then she left.
    
    (6)
    Fawles:
      That was... That was Valerie.
      Not my Dahlia!
    
    --------------------------------------------
    
    Mia:
      Mr. Fawles!
      You're covering for her!
    
    Mia:
      Do you think she would
      do the same for you...!?
    
    Edgeworth:
      *OBJECTION!*
    
    Edgeworth:
      That's enough, Ms. Fey!
    
    Edgeworth:
      His last statement was a
      fitting way to end the final
      testimony of the trial...
    
    Mia:
      ...!
    
    Judge:
      Well then, Ms. Fey...
      Please proceed with your
      cross-examination.
    
    Mia:
      (Is this how you want it to
      end, Mr. Fawles?)
    
    Mia:
      (Another guilty verdict to go
      along with your death
      sentence!?)
    
    Armando:
      There's only one person who
      can stop it... You, Kitten.
      ...I think.
    
    -------------------------------------------------------------------------------
    
    CROSS EXAMINATION
    -- Who Terry Fawles Saw --
    
    (1)
    Fawles:
      That day... 4 PM...
      I stopped the car.
      I was in front of bridge...
    
         Mia:
           *HOLD IT!*
    
         Mia:
           According to the note, the
           meeting was supposed to
           take place at 4:30.
    
         Mia:
           You certainly arrived early,
           didn't you?
    
         Fawles:
           It was raining...
           Already dark, too...
    
         Mia:
           You waited on the bridge
           for 30 minutes?
    
         Fawles:
           ...
    
         Mia:
           Mr. Fawles...?
    
         Fawles:
           Eagle Mountain... That spot...
           Strong, strong memories...
    
         Mia:
           ...
           (Why did he just clam up?)
    
         Mia:
           (Could it be...
           he's hiding something here?)
    
    (2)
    Fawles:
      She wasn't there...
      So, I waited on bridge.
    
         Mia:
           *HOLD IT!*
    
         Mia:
           You were quite early, so you
           waited on the bridge, correct?
    
         Fawles:
           Yeah... I like waiting.
           I'm used to it.
    
         Armando:
           I'm sure he is. Zebra Boy
           waited 5 years to ask a
           single question...
    
         Armando:
           To find out why a woman
           betrayed him.
    
         Armando:
           To him, 30 minutes must've
           been like a blink of the eye.
    
    (3)
    Fawles:
      I watched my car from
      bridge. I never put no body
      in that car!
    
         Mia:
           *HOLD IT!*
    
         Mia:
           You were watching the car?
    
         Fawles:
           That bridge. Other side is
           broken. Nobody can come
           from there.
    
         Fawles:
           So... I was watching car.
    
         Edgeworth:
           *sigh*...
           What else were you expecting
           him to do...?
    
         Mia:
           (I suppose that's the obvious
           thing to do, but...)
    
         Mia:
           (...something's bothering me.
           I'm getting that feeling...
           A contradiction?)
    
         Judge:
           I wonder what's on the other
           side of the broken bridge
           anyway?
    
         Edgeworth:
           No one lives there.
    
         Edgeworth:
           There's a small shrine up on
           the mountain, but that's it...
    
         Fawles:
           Anyway...! Nobody came...
           No car, nothing!
    
    (4)
    Fawles:
      Finally, one woman came.
      She stood front of me.
    
         Mia:
           *HOLD IT!*
    
         Mia:
           Mr. Fawles.
           Think carefully now.
    
         Mia:
           Are you certain that it was
           Valerie Hawthorne?
    
         Fawles:
           Uh. Uh. Uh...
    
         Fawles:
           I never lie!
           It-It's the truth!
    
         Fawles:
           It was... Valerie!
           I remembered her face!
    
         Mia:
           Wait a minute. If you had
           remembered her face...
    
         Mia:
           ...then why did you make
           her wear a scarf as
           identification?
    
         Fawles:
           ...
           Uh.
           Sorry. I told a little lie.
    
         Mia:
           ......
    
         Fawles:
           But! The woman I met...
           She was different from
           woman standing here now!
    
         Fawles:
           She was different!
           It was Valerie!
    
    (5)
    Fawles:
      We talked...
      Then she left.
    
         Mia:
           *HOLD IT!*
    
         Mia:
           What did you talk to her
           about anyway?
    
         Fawles:
           ...
    
         Mia:
           Mr. Fawles!
    
         Fawles:
           Valerie told the truth.
           About the kidnapping
           5 years ago.
    
         Fawles:
           She said, "Someone needed
           to take the blame for it"...
    
         Fawles:
           "That was all I could
           think to do."
           She said that.
    
         Fawles:
           That's why she lied...
           Got me the death penalty...
    
         Edgeworth:
           And were you satisfied with
           that answer, witness?
    
         Fawles:
           Dahlia died...
           It was my fault.
    
         Fawles:
           But I don't really remember...
    
         Fawles:
           Maybe I did...
           Maybe I did push her in...
    
         Mia:
           ...!
    
         Fawles:
           It don't matter no more...
    
         Fawles:
           Either way... My Dahlia...
           My sweet Teen Angel... Dead.
    
         Mia:
           (But you just saw that
           she isn't dead!)
    
         Fawles:
           After Valerie talk to me on
           bridge...
           Nothing left to live for...
    
    (6)
    Fawles:
      That was... That was Valerie.
      Not my Dahlia!
    
         Mia:
           *HOLD IT!*
    
         Mia:
           How can you be so sure!?
    
         Mia:
           It was raining at the time,
           and sunset that day was
           at 5 o'clock.
    
         Mia:
           It would have already been
           pretty dark on that mountain
           at 4:30!
    
         Fawles:
           ...
    
         Mia:
           Please Mr. Fawles!
           This is your last chance!
    
         Mia:
           You've already taken the fall
           once for something you
           didn't do!
    
         Fawles:
           ...
    
         Fawles:
           That woman...
           It wasn't Dahlia.
    
         Edgeworth:
           Stop right there!
           What more needs to be said!?
    
         Judge:
           Hmmmmm.
    
         Mia:
           (Even if it means the death
           penalty. Even if it means
           taking the blame for murder...)
    
         Fawles:
           (You'll still do whatever is
           necessary to protect her...
           Won't you, Mr. Fawles?)
    
    --------------------------------------------
    
    Armando:
      I know it's obvious, but...
      he's clearly lying.
    
    Armando:
      He's been cursed...
      by Dahlia Hawthorne.
    
    Armando:
      He'll probably go to his grave
      still believing in her.
    
    Mia:
      Mr. Fawles...
    
    Armando:
      Even if you can show he's
      lying, the poor guy will still
      be cursed...
    
    Armando:
      You'll still have to point out
      the contradiction anyway.
    
    Armando:
      That's the curse of being
      a defense lawyer, I guess...
    
    RETURN TO THE START OF CROSS-EXAMINATION
    
    -------------------------------------------------------------------------------
    
    *Present Witness's Photo* at (3)
    
    Mia:
      *OBJECTION!*
    
    Mia:
      So when you got to the bridge,
      no one had arrived, huh?
    
    Mia:
      So you waited on the bridge...
      You're sure of that?
    
    Fawles:
      ...
      Yeah. I'm sure.
    
    Mia:
      You're sure, huh...?
      Well then I'm sure too,
      Mr. Fawles...
    
    Mia:
      I'm sure that you're lying.
    
    Fawles:
      Huh!
      Uhh...
      Wah...
    
    Fawles:
      Wah! Wah! WAAAH!!
    
    Edgeworth:
      Oh? I would love to hear
      your rationale on this,
      Ms. Fey...
    
    Mia:
      You want to know who
      arrived at the bridge first?
    
    Mia:
      Just look at this photo.
      It's perfectly clear.
    
    Mia:
      Obviously the person that came
      first would be the one at the
      end of the bridge, right?
    
    Edgeworth:
      B-But that's the victim at
      the end of the bridge!
    
    Mia:
      Precisely my point.
      In other words, Mr. Fawles...
    
    Mia:
      You must have arrived at the
      bridge after she did.
    
    Fawles:
      Nng...
      Urkkk... Ahhh...
      Ggggaah... Blah...
    
    Mia:
      ...
    
    Mia:
      Umm, Mr. Fawles.
    
    Mia:
      Please don't get so worked up.
      We just want the truth.
    
    Fawles:
      ...
    
    Fawles:
      I got there around 4 o'clock.
      It's true.
    
    Mia:
      ...!
    
    Fawles:
      I... I had somewhere to go.
      A special place...
    
    Judge:
      Did you go to this special
      place before you went
      to the bridge?
    
    Fawles:
      Yeah...
      It's an old temple about
      15 minutes from the bridge.
    
    Fawles:
      Five years ago, me and
      Dahlia... We promised each
      other...
    
    Fawles:
      We swore we wouldn't
      betray each other...
    
    Fawles:
      She brought a memento...
      To represent... our love.
    
    Mia:
      A memento...?
    
    Fawles:
      Five years ago, I hid it
      under base of tree there.
    
    Fawles:
      It's a special memory for me.
      This is it... This is what
      I went to get.
    
    Judge:
      This little bottle on a
      necklace is your memento?
    
    Judge:
      It's quite charming...
      but it looks empty.
    
    Mia:
      Your Honor!
      You heard what my client said.
    
    Mia:
      He arrived at the scene
      at 4 o'clock.
    
    Mia:
      But he then left his car
      unattended and walked away!
    
    Mia:
      He was gone for approximately
      30 minutes!
    
    Edgeworth:
      Urk...!
    
    Mia:
      With that much time...
    
    Mia:
      ...Dahlia Hawthorne could have
      easily hidden the body in the
      trunk of his car!
    
    Edgeworth:
      N-NOOOOOOO!
    
    Judge:
      Indeed...
      There certainly was enough
      time for it!
    
    Mia:
      (I've still got a chance!)
    
    Mia:
      Mr. Fawles!
      There's no mistaking it!
    
    Fawles:
      ............
    
    Fawles:
      Urp!
    
    Mia:
      Huh?
      Mr. Fawles...!?
    
    Fawles:
      Th-That's enough...
      Please...
    
    Judge:
      W-Witness?
    
    Fawles:
      I-I promised her...
      5 years ago...
    
    Fawles:
      If it ever happens...
    
    Fawles:
      ...that we can't trust
      each other no more...
      Then...
    
    Fawles:
      ...we're supposed to...
      drink... bottle... Ugh...
    
    Edgeworth:
      N-No! Stop the trial!
      Your Honor! We need a recess!
    
    Fawles:
      I... I was stupid...
      Couldn't... keep... promise...
    
    Fawles:
      So I did it...
      I... drank... this...
    
    Mia:
      No! We are so close!
      Just a little more...
    
    Mia:
      I was going to prove
      your innocence!
    
    Fawles:
      No... Don't want that...
      Don't... trust... self...
    
    Fawles:
      Maybe kill again...
      Kill sweet Dahlia... again...
    
    Mia:
      Mr. Fawles!
    
    Fawles:
      Mr. Ar... Armando...
    
    Fawles:
      Th-Thanks...
      For the... coffee...
    
    Mia:
      MR. FAAAAAAAAWLES!!!!
    
    --------------------------------------------
    
    Mia:
      And so my first trial ended...
      Suddenly, and tragically.
    
    Mia:
      It ended with no winners...
      Only losers.
    
    Mia:
      I ended up with a wound that
      cut so deep into my soul,
      I thought it'd never heal.
    
    Mia:
      I'm sure it was the same for
      the young prosecutor as well.
    
    Mia:
      But one person...
    
    Mia:
      The true criminal,
      Dahlia Hawthorne...
    
    Mia:
      She left the courtroom with
      a secret smile on her
      demonically sweet face.
    
    --------------------------------------------
    
    Armando:
      Unforgivable...
      That witch...
    
    Mia:
      M-Mr. Armando...
    
    Armando:
      We were so close to the
      truth. It was right there in
      front of us.
    
    Armando:
      You were just a little
      too soft, Kitten...
    
    Mia:
      It's my fault!
      It's all my fault that
      Mr. Fawles killed himself!
    
    Armando:
      Don't cry, Kitten.
      You're going to make my
      coffee all salty.
    
    Mia:
      I-I knew it...!
      I kn-knew I wasn't cut
      out for this...!
    
    Armando:
      ...............
      Mia...
    
    Mia:
      ...!
    
    Armando:
      Don't you get it?
      You can't cry yet.
    
    Armando:
      The only time a lawyer can
      cry is when it's all over.
    
    Mia:
      M-Mr. Armando...
    
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      No matter how tough the
      case... No matter how
      bitter the memories...
    
      ...they always fade over time.
      Then you file them away and
      eventually forget them...
    
      One year later, in this very
      same courthouse...
    
      I, myself, got wrapped up in
      "that case".
    
      Only after that, did Dahlia
      Hawthorne get put on trial
      for her crimes.
    
      The verdict that was
      ultimately handed down
      to her was...
    
      "Guilty", of course.
    
      Naturally, when the verdict
      was read, she had a perfect,
      angelic smile on her face.
    
      It was finally all over.
      At least, that's what I
      thought at the time.
    
      Unfortunately...
    
      I couldn't have been
      more wrong...
    
      It's been 5 years, but now
      something has happened that's
      made me remember all this.
    
    
    
    Episode 4: Turnabout
                       Beginnings
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                                Part 1-1: Investigation                      [0451]
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      "Shichishito". The treasured
      Kurain Village heirloom whose
      name means "7 Branched Sword".
    
      It is said that this sacred
      sword represents life itself.
    
      Though the branches may
      appear to be infinite, the
      choices limitless...
    
      ...like our destinies, the
      sword comes to but one end.
      One merciless point.
    
      And when the silver cord, the
      fragile thread that binds us
      to this world, is severed...
    
      ...the illusion is revealed
      and the implacability of fate
      is finally laid bare...
    
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    February 6, 9:48 AM
    Wright & Co. Law Offices
    
    Maya:
      Hey, Nick.
    
    Phoenix:
      Yeah? What is it?
    
    Maya:
      You know how I've got
      spiritual powers, unlike you?
    
    Phoenix:
      Um, sure...
      You are a spirit medium,
      after all.
    
    Maya:
      But just like you, if I don't
      keep my powers sharp,
      they get dull, right?
    
    Phoenix:
      Um... I guess so, yeah.
    
    Maya:
      Glad you agree!
      OK, Pearly! You're up!
    
    Phoenix:
      (Pearls...?)
    
    Pearl:
      So! That's why we need to
      go on a special "Spiritual
      Hot Spot Tour", Mr. Nick!
    
    Phoenix:
      ...Huh? I'm lost.
      What's this magazine you're
      shoving in my face?
    
    Pearl:
      It's the New Year's issue of
      "Oh! Cult!", Winter Spiritual
      Locations Special!
    
    Phoenix:
      ...Oh.
      (Pearls looks so happy.)
    
    Maya:
      "Maximize your spiritual
      powers with just one night
      of intensive training!"
    
    Maya:
      ...Oh! It sounds too good to
      be true!
    
    Phoenix:
      I'll say.
      It sounds more like a scam
      to me.
    
    Maya:
      It's at a spiritual retreat
      called "Hazakura Temple".
    
    Maya:
      It's way up in the mountains,
      and I bet it's nice and cold.
      ...Just perfect for training!
    
    Phoenix:
      (Now I definitely don't
      want to go...)
    
    Maya:
      You know, I think I've heard
      of this temple before. It's a
      famous channeling dojo.
    
    Maya:
      It's hard for even real spirit
      mediums like us to make
      reservations up there!
    
    Phoenix:
      Reservations...?
      For a temple?
      Are you serious?
    
    Pearl:
      Don't worry!
      I've already made special
      reservations, just for us!
    
    Maya:
      Yeah! And I signed up for the
      "Special Course"!
    
    Phoenix:
      Th-That's nice.
      And the timing couldn't
      be better.
    
    Phoenix:
      ...Since we don't have a case
      right now anyway.
    
    Maya:
      Alrighty then! It's settled!
    
    Maya:
      Well, come on!
      Don't just stand there!
      Start packing your stuff!
    
    Pearl:
      Yes, Mr. Nick!
      You'd better start packing
      your stuff!
    
    Phoenix:
      Huh...?
      M-ME!?
      Why do I have to go!?
    
    Maya:
      Well, we have to be
      accompanied by someone
      over 20 years old.
    
    Phoenix:
      Hey! I don't have anything to
      do with spirit power. The only
      thing I can channel is a TV.
    
    Phoenix:
      ...
      So, um, is there a heated pool
      at this "Hazakura Temple"?
    
    Pearl:
      No, but you can stand
      under a freezing waterfall!
    
    Phoenix:
      ...
    
    Phoenix:
      Sorry, but I think I'll pass.
      I hate cold places.
    
    Maya:
      Whaaat!? No way!
      How can you be so selfish!?
    
    Pearl:
      Come on, Mr. Nick!
      Look at this place!
      Doesn't it look beautiful!?
    
    Phoenix:
      Nope. Not going. I'm gonna be
      nice and toasty at home.......
      .................What the...!?
    
    Pearl:
      Wh-What is it, Mr. Nick?
    
    Phoenix:
      Let me see that magazine!
    
    Phoenix:
      Th-This nun...
    
    Maya:
      Is she a friend of yours
      or something, Nick?
    
    Phoenix:
      (Th-This girl...
      I-It's...!)
    
    --------------------------------------------
    
    Dahlia:
      My name is Dahlia Hawthorne.
    
    Dahlia:
      I just want to say...
      It's an honor for me to be
      here in your noble presence.
    
    Dahlia:
      Honestly, how can any woman
      ever count on you for
      anything?
    
    Dahlia:
      ...You disgust me!
    
    --------------------------------------------
    
    Phoenix:
      But...
      It can't be!
    
    Phoenix:
      (She was found guilty and
      should still be in prison...)
    
    Pearl:
      ...Mr. Nick?
    
    Phoenix:
      ...
      I'll go.
    
    Maya:
      Huh...?
    
    Phoenix:
      Hazakura Temple...
      I said I'll go.
    
    Maya:
      Yay!
      Isn't that great, Pearly!?
    
    Pearl:
      Yes! Oh, thank you!
      Thank you, Mr. Nick!
    
    Pearl:
      You'd do anything for Mystic
      Maya, right? Even walk over
      burning coals, right!?
    
    *"Oh! Cult!" New Year's
    Issue received from Pearls.*
    
    --------------------------------------------
    
    Phoenix:
      (Dahlia Hawthorne...)
    
    Phoenix:
      (I knew there was no way she
      could possibly be at that
      temple...)
    
    Phoenix:
      (But, I just had to
      be see for myself...)
    
    Phoenix:
      (...who this "nun"
      really was.)
    
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    February 7, 3:24 PM
    Hazakura Temple
    Main Gate
    
    Maya:
      Brrrrr... It-It-It's so
      c-c-cold here, Nick!
    
    Phoenix:
      Maybe you should put on
      something warmer for a change!
    
    Maya:
      W-W-Well, it's supposed
      to be c-c-cold...
      It's t-t-training.
    
    Maya:
      ...Ah-Achoo!
    
    Phoenix:
      (Her teeth are chattering so
      loudly, it's all I can do to
      make out what she's saying...)
    
    Pearl:
      Wow, Mystic Maya! So this is
      the famous Hazakura Temple!
    
    Maya:
      P-P-P-Pearly...
      I-I-I-I...
      Ah-Achoo!
    
    ? ? ?:
      Well, well, well...
      How nice to see you here.
      Welcome to our temple!
    
    Maya:
      Oh...! Th-Th-Thank you...
      Ah-Achoo!
    
    ? ? ?:
      Oh my, my, my...
      Thank you for coming
      all this way.
    
    ? ? ?:
      Come now, come now.
      You must have been cold.
    
    Phoenix:
      What's with the past tense...?
      We're freezing into human
      popsicles as we spea--!
    
    ? ? ?:
      Ho ho ho.
      Well, we are high up in
      the mountains after all.
    
    ? ? ?:
      In any case, we shouldn't
      speak here.
      ...Please follow me inside.
    
    Maya:
      Th-Thank you. I was starting
      to think I would pass--
    
    ? ? ?:
      Oh! Yes, yes!
      I almost forgot to
      introduce myself.
    
    Bikini:
      I'm the head nun here at
      the temple. My name is Bikini.
    
    Maya:
      B-B-B-Bikini...!?
    
    Bikini:
      That's riiight!
    
    Bikini:
      Actually, that's my
      "temple" name.
      What do you think?
    
    Bikini:
      It's a tradition to have one,
      and I wanted something that
      has a nice image to it.
    
    Bikini:
      So I thought, "Why not choose
      a bikini?" Besides, it makes
      me seem younger.
    
    Bikini:
      Wa ha ha ha! Ho ho ho!
    
    Maya:
      It certainly does!
      Oh, I signed up for your
      "Special Course"!
    
    Bikini:
      Well, my, my, my.
      Quite brave of you
      considering how cold it is!
    
    Bikini:
      Young people can be so
      reckless with their health!
    
    Bikini:
      Don't blame me if you become
      one with those you channel.
      Wa ha ha! Ho ho ho!
    
    Pearl:
      R-Reckless...?
    
    Maya:
      "Wa ha ha"...?
    
    Pearl:
      Maybe you should take it easy
      tonight, Mystic Maya...
      We can come back another day.
    
    Maya:
      But you went through
      all that trouble to get
      reservations for m--
    
    Bikini:
      Yes, yes, yes, that's right!
      You've come all this way, so
      please, enjoy yourselves!
    
    Bikini:
      There's still time before
      supper, so why don't you
      have a look around?
    
    --------------------------------------------
    
    EXAMINE
    -------
    
    +++ The gate +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
    +
    + Maya:
    +   What do you think, Nick?
    +   Pretty awesome gate, huh?
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   It sure is...
    +   It looks pretty well
    +   maintained, too.
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   This thing kinda puts your
    +   hometown to shame, Maya.
    +
    + Maya:
    +   Yeah... Well, a lot of things
    +   have happened in Kurain
    +   Village.
    +
    + Maya:
    +   We used to be a lot richer,
    +   back when people hired us
    +   to perform channelings.
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   Oh, I see... But now the place
    +   looks a bit run down...
    +
    + Maya:
    +   Hmm... I guess I was just
    +   born in the wrong time.
    +
    ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
    
    +++ The Main Hall ++++++++++++++++++++++++++
    +
    + Maya:
    +   That looks like the Main Hall
    +   where we'll be staying
    +   tonight.
    +
    + Maya:
    +   From here, it looks like one
    +   of those ice hotels you
    +   always hear about!
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   ...They gotta have a heater
    +   or something in there, don't
    +   you think? I don't wanna die.
    +
    + Maya:
    +   I'm not worried, I brought
    +   my hot-water bottle.
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   Did you bring one for me?
    +
    + Maya:
    +   What are you talking
    +   about, Nick?
    +
    + Maya:
    +   Who carries around
    +   2 hot-water bottles?
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   (Brr! If the cold doesn't
    +   kill me, the ice queen over
    +   here will finish the job...)
    +
    ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
    
    +++ Bell tower +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
    +
    + Maya:
    +   Oh, look! It's a cute
    +   little bell tower!
    +
    + Maya:
    +   I absolutely love the
    +   sound of a giant bell!
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   Oh?
    +   So, which do you like better?
    +   That or the sound of money?
    +
    + Maya:
    +   ...!
    +   ......
    +
    + Maya:
    +   Sorry, but I'll take money
    +   for the win, Nick.
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   Wh-What are you
    +   apologizing for?
    +
    ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
    
    +++ Snowmobile +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
    +
    + Maya:
    +   Oh look, it's one of those
    +   snow motorcycle things!
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   Most people call that a
    +   "snowmobile", you know.
    +
    + Maya:
    +   "Snow motorcycle things",
    +   "Snowblowmeal".
    +   Same thing.
    +
    + Maya:
    +   Hmm... Too bad we didn't
    +   invite Desirée.
    +
    + Maya:
    +   I bet she could race like the
    +   wind on this "Slowmobile"!
    +
    + Maya:
    +   Or maybe she'd give me ride
    +   on this "Blowsnowbile".
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   Argh!
    +   I told you, it's "snowmobile"!
    +
    ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
    
    
    TALK (TO BIKINI)
    ----------------
    
    >>> Channeling dojo >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   Umm...
    >   So what's a "channeling dojo"
    >   anyway?
    >
    > Bikini:
    >   Oh my, my, my...
    >   You don't even know that?
    >
    > Maya:
    >   Forgive him, Sister;
    >   for he knows not what
    >   he is saying.
    >
    > Bikini:
    >   Well, well, well.
    >   Just call me Bikini and
    >   forget that "Sister" part.
    >
    > Bikini:
    >   A channeling dojo is basically
    >   a spiritual power training
    >   ground.
    >
    > Bikini:
    >   We have special holy items
    >   prepared here to help people
    >   boost their spiritual power.
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   H-Holy items...?
    >
    > Bikini:
    >   If you train an entire evening
    >   surrounded by these items...
    >   Aaah. It's quite mysterious.
    >
    > Bikini:
    >   The spiritual power of these
    >   items seems to envelop you.
    >   Wa ha ha ha.
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   (Wow, she must have just
    >   gotten off the trolley from
    >   the land of make-believe...)
    >
    > Maya:
    >   Um, so what exactly is the
    >   "Special Course"...?
    >
    > Bikini:
    >   You must be incredibly
    >   devoted to be interested in
    >   that at such a young age!
    >
    > Bikini:
    >   It's a training session where
    >   you sit on a block of spirit
    >   ice and chant a spell...
    >
    > Bikini:
    >   ...30,000 times! All while
    >   being showered in freezing
    >   cold spirit water.
    >
    > Maya:
    >   Eh...?
    >
    > Bikini:
    >   It's February now, right?
    >   You have to be careful this
    >   time of the year...
    >
    > Bikini:
    >   If you don't watch it, you'll
    >   catch pneumonia or maybe
    >   even die of hypothermia...
    >
    > Bikini:
    >   So be careful, you hear?
    >   Wa ha ha. Ho ho ho. Ha!
    >
    > Maya:
    >   How am I supposed to
    >   "be careful"...?
    >
    > Pearl:
    >   Oh no... I knew I shouldn't
    >   have signed Mystic Maya up
    >   for this...
    >
    >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
    
    >>> The other nun >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   Umm, Sister...
    >   About this picture...
    >
    > Bikini:
    >   Well, well. Look at that.
    >   I must say I look rather
    >   divine here, don't you think?
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   Oh, um, yeah.
    >   Unforgettable in every way.
    >
    > Bikini:
    >   You mean it? Oh, I knew it!
    >   Wa ha ha ha! Ho ho ho ho!
    >
    > Bikini:
    >   The makeup was pretty
    >   tough, but Iris helped
    >   me out.
    >
    > Maya:
    >   "Iris"...?
    >
    > Bikini:
    >   The cute little girl in the
    >   photo. She looks just like
    >   me, doesn't she?
    >
    > Bikini:
    >   We're just a small temple
    >   here, so she and I run
    >   the entire place.
    >
    > Maya:
    >   Really?
    >   That kinda sounds like fu--
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   Sorry to cut in, but...!
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   This "Iris"... Where is
    >   she right now?
    >
    > Bikini:
    >   Oh! Just listen to you!
    >
    > Bikini:
    >   You haven't come all the
    >   way up here just to find a
    >   girlfriend, have you?
    >
    > Pearl:
    >   ...
    >   *glare*
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   No, no, no!
    >   Th-That's not what I had
    >   in mind at all...
    >
    > Bikini:
    >   Anyway, Iris is in the
    >   Inner Temple preparing
    >   for this evening.
    >
    > Maya:
    >   Inner Temple...?
    >
    > Bikini:
    >   Yes, yes, that's right.
    >   Iris will be back this
    >   evening.
    >
    > Bikini:
    >   Why don't you go have a look
    >   at the Main Hall for now?
    >   Wa ha. Wa ha ha ha ha.
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   (So she's in the Inner Temple,
    >   huh...)
    >
    >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
    
    
    PRESENT (TO BIKINI)
    -------------------
    
    *** Anything *******************************
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   Um, do you think you
    *   could take a look at this?
    *
    * Bikini:
    *   I may not look like it,
    *   but I can tell you I'm
    *   very much in demand.
    *
    * Bikini:
    *   And to be quite honest,
    *   I'm finding this a little
    *   difficult to say...
    *
    * Pearl:
    *   ...What IS she trying to
    *   say, Mr. Nick?
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   I think she's trying to
    *   say that she's busy.
    *
    * Maya:
    *   But seriously Nick,
    *   what's the deal?
    *
    * Maya:
    *   Nothing has even happened
    *   yet and you're already shoving
    *   evidence into people's faces.
    *
    * Maya:
    *   You need to forget about
    *   work and relax a little.
    *
    * Pearl:
    *   Try to have some fun, OK
    *   Mr. Nick?
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   Y-Yeah, you're right...
    *   (Sure. Pin the hypothermia on
    *   the lawyer is great fun!)
    *
    ********************************************
    
    MOVE TO: "Main Hall"
    
    -------------------------------------------------------------------------------
    
    February 7
    Hazakura Temple
    Main Hall
    
    Maya:
      Th-Th-The Main Hall...
      I th-think it's even
      c-c-c-colder in here! Achoo!
    
    Pearl:
      Ah! Mr. Nick!
      Do you smell that?
      It smells like meat and gravy!
    
    Maya:
      Yeah, you're right! I guess
      it's pot roast for tonight!
      Yum!
    
    Phoenix:
      ...Weird. I thought they would
      serve something a little
      more... well, traditional.
    
    Maya:
      What are you talking
      about, Nick!?
    
    Maya:
      You think monks and nuns
      just sit around eating rice
      gruel all the time!?
    
    Pearl:
      Mystic Maya is right! Ooh! I
      hope there's mashed potatoes,
      too! I love mashed potatoes!
    
    ? ? ?:
      Ha ha ha...
      What a cute little acolyte!
    
    ? ? ?:
      Greetings to all of you.
    
    Phoenix:
      Oh... Um, hello.
    
    Phoenix:
      (Wow, this lady makes Maya
      look like a 6.8/10 on the
      weirdness scale.)
    
    Maya:
      Your outfit...
      Did you come here for the
      Special Course, too...?
    
    ? ? ?:
      Ha, ha, ha...
      Unfortunately, no.
      Actually, I'm...
    
    Pearl:
      Aaaaaaaaaah!
    
    Pearl:
      Y-You're...!
      Y-You're...!
    
    Pearl:
      You're Ms. Elise Deauxnim!
    
    Elise:
      Yes, that's right...
      You know of me?
    
    Pearl:
      M-M-My name...
      My name is Pearl Fey!
    
    Pearl:
      I-I'm your biggest fan!
    
    Maya:
      Who is she, Nick?
    
    Phoenix:
      Hmm... I see it now...
      Zvarri! A fortune-teller...?
    
    Pearl:
      I-I've got all your books,
      Ms. Deauxnim!
    
    Elise:
      Ha, ha, ha...
      What a sweet thing to say.
      And please, call me Elise.
    
    Phoenix:
      Um, "books"...?
    
    Pearl:
      Mr. Nick, don't you know
      anything!? Don't you even
      know who this is?
    
    Phoenix:
      Well, um...
    
    Phoenix:
      ...An author, maybe?
    
    Elise:
      Yes, and an illustrator.
      ...Of picture books.
    
    Maya:
      Picture books, huh?
      Oh, now I get it...
    
    --------------------------------------------
    
    EXAMINE
    -------
    
    +++ Walls/Sliding doors ++++++++++++++++++++
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   I bet the writing on these
    +   sliding doors are instructions
    +   for spirit channeling...
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   Kinda like how we scribbled
    +   math formulas on the bathroom
    +   walls to remember them.
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   Except we couldn't go to the
    +   bathroom during tests... And
    +   I can't read these walls.
    +
    ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
    
    +++ Stuff on the floor +++++++++++++++++++++
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   There are straw zabuton
    +   cushions arranged around
    +   a hibachi brazier...
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   I haven't seen a layout like
    +   this since I saw this really
    +   old Japanese movie on TV.
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   ...If it wasn't for this
    +   hibachi, they'd probably
    +   freeze to death.
    +
    ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
    
    +++ Altar ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   It's an altar. It looks a bit
    +   old, but someone does a
    +   good job taking care of it.
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   Speaking of altars, I remember
    +   seeing one like this in Kurain
    +   Village last year.
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   I guess they really do have
    +   something to do with
    +   spiritual power after all.
    +
    ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
    
    +++ Large Magatama on the altar ++++++++++++
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   There's a laughably large
    +   Magatama on the altar.
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   If I can see Psyche-Locks
    +   with the tiny Magatama I've
    +   got...
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   ...I can only imagine what
    +   kind of power this bad boy
    +   has under his hood!
    +
    ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
    
    +++ Left corner near the altar +++++++++++++
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   It's a stack of straw
    +   zabuton cushions.
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   Maya told me this type of
    +   zabuton is called "enza"...
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   I suppose if I'd never come
    +   here, I'd have missed out on
    +   all these new things.
    +
    ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
    
    
    TALK (TO ELISE)
    ---------------
    
    >>> Elise Deauxnim >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   Um...
    >   I'm sorry I didn't know
    >   who you are.
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   I don't get a lot of chances
    >   to really enjoy picture books.
    >
    > Elise:
    >   It's alright.
    >   I take no offense to that.
    >
    > Elise:
    >   My books are nothing but
    >   simple stories for children.
    >
    > Pearl:
    >   And really beautiful pictures
    >   too, Ms. Elise!
    >
    > Pearl:
    >   Your books always make
    >   me feel as if my heart
    >   has been purified.
    >
    > Elise:
    >   Ha ha ha...
    >   It makes me feel very
    >   happy to hear you say that.
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   (I do have to admit...)
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   (She certainly seems like
    >   a kind, sensitive lady.)
    >
    > Pearl:
    >   Ms. Elise won an award
    >   last year for her book,
    >   "The Magic Bottle"!
    >
    > Elise:
    >   Yes... A friend of mine
    >   secretly submitted a story
    >   I had written to a publisher.
    >
    > Elise:
    >   They liked it so much that
    >   they asked if it was alright
    >   to make it into a book.
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   Wow... It must have been
    >   a really great story.
    >
    > Maya:
    >   ...Maybe I should try to write
    >   a children's book, too.
    >
    > Maya:
    >   If I do, you can secretly
    >   send it to a publisher for
    >   me, Nick.
    >
    > Elise:
    >   Recently, I've accepted a
    >   sort of... apprentice you
    >   might say.
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   An apprentice?
    >
    > Elise:
    >   He calls himself Laurice...
    >   Laurice Deauxnim.
    >
    > Elise:
    >   I believe he's off doing some
    >   landscape sketches now...
    >
    > Elise:
    >   On Laurice's behalf as well,
    >   I'd like to thank you for
    >   your support.
    >
    > Pearl:
    >   Of course, Ms. Elise!
    >   Anything for you!
    >
    > Elise:
    >   Ha ha ha...
    >
    >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
    
    >>> Why come here? >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
    >
    > Pearl:
    >   Um... Why did you come to
    >   Hazakura Temple, Ms. Elise?
    >
    > Pearl:
    >   Are you here... to do some
    >   spiritual training?
    >
    > Elise:
    >   Ha ha ha...
    >   No, that's not it.
    >
    > Elise:
    >   I'm actually here to gather
    >   materials for a new book
    >   I'm working on.
    >
    > Pearl:
    >   Wow!
    >   I-I can't wait to read it!
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   (Pearls is completely taken
    >   with her...)
    >
    > Elise:
    >   I wanted to do a book with
    >   a more Japanese feel to it
    >   this time.
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   ...So is that why you're
    >   dressed like you are?
    >
    > Elise:
    >   The children have a certain
    >   image of me in their minds.
    >
    > Elise:
    >   I don't want to
    >   disappoint them...
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   (What can I say...
    >   She's really a sweet lady...)
    >
    > Pearl:
    >   Wow, Ms. Elise, you're dressed
    >   up like a mountain nun!
    >
    > Elise:
    >   Yes. The good people here
    >   were kind enough to let
    >   me borrow this...
    >
    > Elise:
    >   I'm wearing training clothes
    >   underneath my robe, as well.
    >
    > Maya:
    >   ...I want a staff like that.
    >
    > Elise:
    >   You like the crystal sphere?
    >   It's real amethyst, you know.
    >
    > Maya:
    >   Maybe we'll find one like
    >   that up here on this
    >   mountain.
    >
    > Maya:
    >   Good luck, Nick!
    >   I know you'll find me one!
    >
    >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
    
    
    PRESENT (TO ELISE)
    ------------------
    
    *** Anything *******************************
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   Ms. Deauxnim?
    *   What do you think about this?
    *
    * Pearl:
    *   Mr. Nick!
    *   Do you think Ms. Elise
    *   is a suspect?
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   Huh...?
    *
    * Pearl:
    *   You may be Mystic Maya's
    *   special someone, but I won't
    *   let you do this to Ms. Elise!
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   (A suspect? Why would I
    *   suspect her of anything? It's
    *   not like anything's happened.)
    *
    * Maya:
    *   Isn't it cute, Nick? Pearly's
    *   getting all overprotective of
    *   her new friend.
    *
    ********************************************
    
    --------------------------------------------
    
    *AFTER TALKING TO ELISE*
    
    Elise:
      Well, you'll have to
      excuse me now...
    
    Elise:
      I have to go help with the
      dinner preparations.
    
    Pearl:
      Wow! You mean you're
      cooking dinner tonight?
    
    Elise:
      That's right. Would you
      like to help too, Pearl?
    
    Pearl:
      Yes, yes!
      I want to help with
      whatever I can!
    
    Phoenix:
      (Pearls looks like she just
      won the lottery...)
    
    Maya:
      Oh, I'll help too, then...
    
    Elise:
      ...No, it's fine.
      Please don't worry about it.
    
    Elise:
      Feel free to relax and explore
      the area with your friend.
    
    Maya:
      Huh!? But...
    
    Elise:
      ...Oh, yes!
      Please take this. I think
      it will be of help to you.
    
    Elise:
      It's a map of the area.
      We wouldn't want you to
      get lost now, would we?
    
    Phoenix:
      (The "Inner Temple"...
      There it is, on the other
      side of the bridge...)
    
    Phoenix:
      Well, if you insist, I guess
      we'll take this chance to go
      check out the other temple.
    
    *Hazakura Temple Map added
    to the Court Record.*
    
    Pearl:
      OK! I'll see you two
      later then!
    
    Pearl:
      Remember!
      You're not allowed to fight!
    
    Maya:
      Come on, Nick! Let's go!
      At least we'll stay warm
      if we keep moving!
    
    MOVE TO: "Main Gate"
    
    -------------------------------------------------------------------------------
    
    February 7
    Hazakura Temple
    Main Gate
    
    Maya:
      Huh? Where did
      Sister Bikini go?
    
    Phoenix:
      I guess she went to the
      Inner Temple... To go
      help that other nun out.
    
    Maya:
      Oh, right... I think her name
      is... Iris?
    
    Phoenix:
      Y-Yeah...
      That was it.
    
    Phoenix:
      (I want to find out who
      Iris really is, but I'm scared
      of what I'll find...)
    
    Maya:
      ...?
    
    MOVE TO: "Suspension Bridge"
    
    -------------------------------------------------------------------------------
    
    February 7
    Dusky Bridge
    
    Maya:
      Wow! Look at this broken
      down old bridge, Nick!
    
    Phoenix:
      Y-Yeah, and look at that
      big canyon below us.
    
    Maya:
      Hey! There's a river down
      there! It looks like it's
      flowing real fast!
    
    Maya:
      ...What's wrong, Nick?
      You look like you've
      seen a ghost!
    
    Phoenix:
      I-I'm just not very good
      with heights...
    
    Maya:
      Oh...
      Hey! I've got it!
    
    Maya:
      Maybe you should face your
      fear and try hurling yourself
      off the edge?
    
    Maya:
      You know!
      One... Two... Three... Jump!
    
    Maya:
      It might be just what
      you need to get over
      your fear of heights!
    
    Phoenix:
      ...Yeah, death is a real
      good way to overcome
      phobias alright.
    
    Phoenix:
      Anyway, it sure looks like a
      rickety bridge.
    
    Maya:
      Can't argue there.
    
    Maya:
      That's probably why
      it's called, "Dusty Bridge".
    
    Phoenix:
      Read it again, Maya.
      It says, "Dusky Bridge".
    
    Maya:
      Well, it's practically
      the same thing.
    
    --------------------------------------------
    
    EXAMINE
    -------
    
    +++ Cliff on the other side ++++++++++++++++
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   It looks like it's about
    +   20 yards to that cliff
    +   over there.
    +
    + Maya:
    +   I guess that's where I'll be
    +   training tonight.
    +
    + Maya:
    +   Do you want to train
    +   with me, Nick?
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   And do the Special Course?
    +   I think not.
    +
    + Maya:
    +   But it'd be so great if you
    +   had spiritual powers, too!
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   (Really? "I see dead people"
    +   sounds more like a
    +   cause for alarm to me...)
    +
    ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
    
    +++ Wooden sign on the left side +++++++++++
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   There's a narrow path going
    +   off in a different direction
    +   than that of the Main Hall.
    +
    + Maya:
    +   The sign here is so old, the
    +   text seems to have vanished.
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   The path leads to a wooden
    +   staircase that goes down to
    +   the bottom of the canyon.
    +
    + Maya:
    +   OK, I'll write, "wooden
    +   staircase" on it then.
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   ...Do you really think that
    +   is necessary? You'd have to be
    +   blind not to see the stairs.
    +
    + Maya:
    +   Well, it can't hurt.
    +   Just pass me a pencil, OK?
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   Graffiti is a crime, Maya.
    +
    ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
    
    +++ The bridge +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
    +
    + Maya:
    +   Come on, Nick!
    +   Why don't we hop across
    +   the bridge. It'll be fun!
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   I'm not so sure... It looks
    +   like a bunny hopping across
    +   the bridge would destroy it.
    +
    + Maya:
    +   OK, Nick. Then let's try to
    +   find a cute little white
    +   bunny and test your theory.
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   (That right there sums up
    +   the fundamental difference
    +   between sane and insane.)
    +
    ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
    
    +++ Stone boulder ++++++++++++++++++++++++++
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   Some letters are engraved
    +   into a roughly cut boulder.
    +
    + Maya:
    +   "D-U-S-T-Y Bridge", huh?
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   It says, "Dusky"!
    +   "Dusky Bridge"! OK?
    +
    + Maya:
    +   C'mon, Nick! Take a look at
    +   that bridge and tell me it's
    +   not supposed to be "Dusty"!
    +
    + Maya:
    +   This sign is obviously wrong,
    +   and I'm gonna fix it!
    +   Now give me a pencil, Nick!
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   Do I look like a pencil holder
    +   to you?
    +
    ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
    
    +++ Red public phone +++++++++++++++++++++++
    +
    + Maya:
    +   I can't believe there's
    +   a public phone here.
    +   Who would ever use it?
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   The people who live here, I
    +   guess. I doubt they have any
    +   real phones there.
    +
    + Maya:
    +   Yeah, but it took like
    +   20 minutes to walk here
    +   from the Main Hall!
    +
    + Maya:
    +   ...
    +
    + Maya:
    +   It would've been smarter of
    +   them to build the Main Hall
    +   here, don't you think?
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   ...Maybe you should work
    +   on channeling someone who
    +   makes logical sense, Maya.
    +
    ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
    
    MOVE TO: "Inner Temple Gate"
    
    -------------------------------------------------------------------------------
    
    February 7
    Inner Temple Gate
    
    Maya:
      Whoa, that bridge was shaking
      like jello in an earthquake.
    
    Phoenix:
      ...
    
    Maya:
      And at least half of the wood
      on that rickety bridge was
      rotting, I'd bet.
    
    Phoenix:
      ...
    
    Maya:
      Not to mention the last part
      only had like one board
      left on it!
    
    Phoenix:
      ...
    
    Maya:
      What's wrong with you?
      Your face is all green.
    
    Phoenix:
      C-Can you not pick on me
      for a second?
    
    Phoenix:
      I'm still trying to get over
      the shock that we made it
      safely across that death trap.
    
    Maya:
      Yeah, I guess I'm a bit
      surprised, too...
    
    Maya:
      Yikes! That "temple" is in
      bad shape. It looks like it
      could collapse anytime...
    
    Phoenix:
      I guess people don't use
      it too often.
    
    Phoenix:
      Is this really where you're
      going to train tonight?
    
    Maya:
      That has to be it.
    
    Maya:
      It's kinda creepy around
      here... Like a ghost might
      jump out at you or something!
    
    Phoenix:
      (A spirit medium afraid of
      ghosts...? Isn't it ironic,
      don't you think?)
    
    --------------------------------------------
    
    EXAMINE
    -------
    
    +++ The bridge +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   I don't care how much you
    +   pay me, I don't want to cross
    +   that bridge again.
    +
    + Maya:
    +   No worries, Nick. No one is
    +   offering you any money.
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   That's because no reasonable
    +   person would call that pile
    +   of popsicle sticks a bridge!
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   The latter half of it was
    +   nothing more than a few planks
    +   of wood and some string!
    +
    + Maya:
    +   Hey, if we want to get back,
    +   we've got no choice but to
    +   cross it again, you know.
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   ...
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   Maybe I'll just stay... I've
    +   always dreamed of living in
    +   a little shack in the woods.
    +
    + Maya:
    +   ...Wow, you really are
    +   scared, aren't you?
    +
    ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
    
    +++ Suspension wire ++++++++++++++++++++++++
    +
    + Maya:
    +   It looks like this bridge
    +   is suspended by 4 of
    +   these wires.
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   ...They're reeeally thin.
    +   Shouldn't they be just a
    +   little thicker...?
    +
    + Maya:
    +   Oh, stop it!
    +   You're such a worrywart, Nick!
    +
    + Maya:
    +   If the bridge were really
    +   going to collapse...
    +
    + Maya:
    +   ...I'm pretty sure the boards
    +   would break before these
    +   wires ever did!
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   ...
    +
    + Maya:
    +   What's wrong?
    +   You're turning into an
    +   over-ripe avocado again.
    +
    ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
    
    +++ Buddha statues +++++++++++++++++++++++++
    +
    + Maya:
    +   Oh, wow!
    +   Look at these neat
    +   Buddha statues.
    +
    + Maya:
    +   Maybe I'll take one home
    +   with me.
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   Maya!
    +
    + Maya:
    +   But there are so many.
    +   They wouldn't notice if
    +   I took just one.
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   Are you kidding?
    +   Of course they'll notice!
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   What are you gonna
    +   do with one of those anyway?
    +
    + Maya:
    +   Put it in the office
    +   of course!
    +
    + Maya:
    +   We can trade that wooden
    +   statue in the office reception
    +   area for one of these!
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   (You know, come to think of
    +   it, where did that wooden
    +   statue come from anyway...?)
    +
    ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
    
    +++ Incinerator ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
    +
    + Maya:
    +   Hey! There's a giant robot
    +   buried in the snow!
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   ...
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   Well, there's something
    +   buried in the snow, but...
    +   I think it's an incinerator.
    +
    + Maya:
    +   Oh... Hee hee.
    +   But you've gotta admit it
    +   looks a lot like a robot.
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   Um, sure... Anyway, I don't
    +   think it gets used much.
    +   It's looking pretty rusty.
    +
    + Maya:
    +   Hey, Nick!
    +   Do you think this Giant
    +   Robo-cinerator can walk?
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   I told you! It's not a robot!
    +   ...And it's not especially big
    +   either.
    +
    + Maya:
    +   Bah, you have no imagination.
    +   I thought it'd be real neat if
    +   you had to beat it to advance.
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   (A fight between a lawyer and
    +   an overgrown furnace? Who'd
    +   ever pay to see that!?)
    +
    ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
    
    +++ Yellow gate ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
    +
    + Maya:
    +   Hey! A half-opened gate!
    +   That's practically a welcome
    +   mat!
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   Yeah, except the sign on
    +   here says, "No Entry".
    +
    + Maya:
    +   Umm, Nick.
    +
    + Maya:
    +   Rules are made to be
    +   broken, you know.
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   ...You expect a lawyer to
    +   go along with that?
    +
    + Maya:
    +   Oh, come on! You're such
    +   an old lady sometimes!
    +   Let's just go!
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   Don't blame it on me when
    +   Sister Bikini puts a curse
    +   on you.
    +
    + Maya:
    +   ...
    +
    + Maya:
    +   Now you've got me scared.
    +   Um, let's just forget about
    +   it, OK?
    +
    ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
    
    +++ Wooden log on left with sign +++++++++++
    +
    + Maya:
    +   Looks like there's something
    +   written on it.
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   I can't read it, but if I had
    +   to take a good guess, I'd
    +   say it says, "Inner Temple".
    +
    + Maya:
    +   What's the point of a sign
    +   if you can't read it?
    +
    + Maya:
    +   Must be tough for the mailman
    +   when he's delivering here.
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   (I guess the sign is a good
    +   indication of how long this
    +   place has been here...)
    +
    ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
    
    +++ The gate +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
    +
    + Maya:
    +   So that's the Inner Temple
    +   up ahead, huh?
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   It looks kinda run-down.
    +
    + Maya:
    +   Well, it wouldn't be very
    +   temple-like if it was all
    +   bright and shiny.
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   So you're training here
    +   tonight, huh?
    +
    + Maya:
    +   Yup!
    +   Then everyone'll see my
    +   spiritual powers!
    +
    +   ...Uuurrrgh...ggnngh...ggh...
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   Sounds like your stomach
    +   wants to show off its
    +   digestive powers instead...
    +
    + Maya:
    +   I wonder if that roast
    +   is ready yet?
    +
    ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
    
    MOVE TO: "Training Hall"
    
    -------------------------------------------------------------------------------
    
    February 7
    Inner Temple
    Training Hall
    
    Phoenix:
      Man, look at this place...
      It's just a tiny,
      freezing-cold room.
    
    Phoenix:
      So this is where you'll both
      be training, huh...
    
    Maya:
      Huh?
      What do you mean, "both"?
      I'm the only one.
    
    Phoenix:
      Really?
      But I thought...
    
    Maya:
      Pearly's just a little kid.
      She couldn't handle this
      kind of intense training.
    
    Phoenix:
      (So says the girl who I can
      barely hear over her bones
      chattering...)
    
    Maya:
      Anyway... The real training
      room must be behind that
      door over there.
    
    Maya:
      Yeah, I get the feeling it's
      back there, definitely.
    
    Phoenix:
      (If only because the cavern
      behind that door is giving off
      a real supernatural feel...)
    
    ? ? ?:
      Um...
    
    ? ? ?:
      Excuse me, but...
      Who are you...?
    
    ? ? ?:
      ...Ah!
      ...
    
    Phoenix:
      Y-You're...
    
    Maya:
      Hi there! We're just looking
      around since we're going to
      be staying here tonight...
    
    ? ? ?:
      ...
    
    Maya:
      ...?
      Is something wrong?
    
    ? ? ?:
      Uh, er, no!
      It-It's nothing...
    
    Maya:
      I wonder why she spaced out
      like that. Don't you, Nick?
    
    Phoenix:
      Uh...
      D-Did you say something,
      M-Maya?
    
    Maya:
      ...
      Not you too, Nick...
    
    Iris:
      I... M-My name is Iris.
      I'm one of the nuns here
      at this temple.
    
    Maya:
      I'm Maya Fey.
      It's a pleasure to meet you!
    
    Iris:
      The pleasure is mine...
    
    Iris:
      ...
    
    Iris:
      Oh, er, please excuse me!
      I have some... um, chores
      to attend to.
    
    --------------------------------------------
    
    Maya:
      She sure is beautiful...
      and a bit spacey, I guess...
    
    Maya:
      I guess she's just not used
      to talking with urban
      sophisticates like us.
    
    Phoenix:
      ...
    
    Maya:
      Nick?
    
    Phoenix:
      (That girl...
      It-It can't be, but...)
    
    Maya:
      ...?
    
    --------------------------------------------
    
    EXAMINE
    -------
    
    +++ Dresser drawers ++++++++++++++++++++++++
    +
    + Maya:
    +   Look at this antique dresser.
    +   I wonder if there's anything
    +   valuable inside.
    +
    + Maya:
    +   Let's have a look...
    +
    + Maya:
    +   Hmph... Nothing!
    +   Just a bunch of clothes.
    +
    + Maya:
    +   Hey, Nick.
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   ...
    +   Huh! Oh, sorry.
    +   I was just... thinking.
    +
    + Maya:
    +   Oh? About Iris, I bet!
    +   Looks like you've been
    +   bitten by the love bug, Nick!
    +
    ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
    
    +++ Sacred cavern entrance +++++++++++++++++
    +
    + Maya:
    +   The actual training area must
    +   be on the other side of this
    +   door. I wonder what it's like.
    +
    + Maya:
    +   Phooey...
    +   It's locked.
    +
    + Maya:
    +   Come on, Nick!
    +   You know you want to
    +   open it for me!
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   ...I can't.
    +
    + Maya:
    +   ...
    +
    + Maya:
    +   You've been in kind of a bad
    +   mood lately, haven't you,
    +   Nick?
    +
    + Maya:
    +   ...Zvarri!
    +   I know what it is!
    +   I-R-I-S.
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   ...
    +
    + Maya:
    +   Ha ha ha ha ha!
    +   */Iris and Nick, sitting
    +   in a tree! K-I-S-S-I-N-G!*/
    +
    ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
    
    +++ Hanging scroll +++++++++++++++++++++++++
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   (A hanging scroll...
    +   It doesn't look that
    +   old either...)
    +
    + Maya:
    +   AAAAAAH!
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   AAAAAAAAACK!
    +   Wh-What is it!?
    +   Why did you scream like that!?
    +
    + Maya:
    +   Th-This scroll...!
    +
    + Maya:
    +   It-It's my mother...
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   Wh...
    +   Whaaaaaaaat!?
    +
    + Maya:
    +   ...It's Misty Fey.
    +   The Master of the Kurain
    +   School of Channeling...
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   Are... Are you sure?
    +
    + Maya:
    +   Yes...
    +
    + Maya:
    +   The crest at the top
    +   of the scroll...
    +
    + Maya:
    +   That's the special mark of
    +   the Master of our tradition.
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   (So that's what the mark
    +   means...)
    +
    + Maya:
    +   ...
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   What is it?
    +
    + Maya:
    +   N-Nothing...
    +
    + Maya:
    +   It's just that... I last saw
    +   her over 15 years ago...
    +
    + Maya:
    +   If it wasn't for that crest...
    +   I wouldn't have even known
    +   it was her.
    +
    + Maya:
    +   My own mother... And I can't
    +   even recognize her face.
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   Maya...
    +
    + *Hanging Scroll added
    + to the Court Record.*
    +
    ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
    
    +++ Hanging scroll (again) +++++++++++++++++
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   It's a hanging wall scroll
    +   showing Maya's mother,
    +   Misty Fey.
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   It's not that old.
    +   That crest at the top is the
    +   official mark of the Master.
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   I wonder if this temple has
    +   some sort of connection to
    +   the Fey family...
    +
    + Maya:
    +   I think it does, actually.
    +
    + Maya:
    +   Supposedly, it was founded by
    +   a branch family member of
    +   the Kurain School.
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   (I'll have to ask Bikini in
    +   more detail when I get the
    +   chance...)
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   (About Maya... And the
    +   Fey family in general.)
    +
    ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
    
    MOVE TO: "Suspension Bridge"
    
    -------------------------------------------------------------------------------
    
    February 7
    Dusky Bridge
    
    Maya:
      Whew, we managed to make
      it across Dusty Bridge.
    
    Phoenix:
      ...
    
    Maya:
      Nick, you look green.
      Are you feeling alright?
    
    Phoenix:
      ...
    
    Maya:
      Hey! What's wrong with you?
    
    Maya:
      Ever since we met Sister Iris
      at the Training Hall, you've
      been really quiet.
    
    Phoenix:
      Huh!? Oh, um. Sorry...
    
    ? ? ?:
      Hey, you! ...Wait up!
    
    Maya:
      ...?
      You think he's yelling at us?
    
    Phoenix:
      He must be.
      There's no one else around...
    
    ? ? ?:
      Would you mind moving?
      You're standing right in
      my way.
    
    ? ? ?:
      ...
      Ah!
    
    Maya:
      Hey!
      I know you! You're...
    
    ? ? ?:
      Whoa!
      Sorry!
      Gotta run!
    
    ? ? ?:
      ...See ya!
    
    Phoenix:
      H-Hey!
      Wait a minute!
    
    ? ? ?:
      Oh, uh, nice to meet you.
      ...I'm Laurice Deauxnim.
    
    Phoenix:
      Liar! You're Larry!
      Your clothes may change,
      but you're still the Butz.
    
    Butz:
      Shaddup!
    
    Butz:
      I'm... I'm... Lauriiiiice!
    
    Butz:
      And I'm just here to do a
      sketch of Dusky Bridge!
    
    Maya:
      So... it really is our Larry.
      ...Not that I get why he's
      pretending to be someone else.
    
    --------------------------------------------
    
    TALK (TO BUTZ)
    --------------
    
    >>> Laurice Deauxnim >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   So what are you doing with
    >   the last name, "Deauxnim"?
    >
    > Butz:
    >   Well I... I just...
    >
    > Butz:
    >   I wanted to start over again!
    >   With a clean slate!
    >
    > Maya:
    >   A clean slate...?
    >
    > Butz:
    >   You remember don't you?
    >   Last time?
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   (The Mask*DeMasque
    >   case...)
    >
    > Butz:
    >   After that, I started to
    >   realize I didn't like this guy
    >   known as Larry Butz!
    >
    > Butz:
    >   And that's when I
    >   came across it...
    >   The book of destiny!
    >
    > Maya:
    >   The "book of destiny"...?
    >   Do you mean...?
    >
    > Butz:
    >   "The Magic Bottle"!
    >   By Ms. Elise Deauxnim!
    >
    > Butz:
    >   It's so beautiful...
    >   So moving...
    >   So... So gentle.
    >
    > Butz:
    >   My heart felt cleansed!
    >   I-I was saved!
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   (Maybe I should buy a copy
    >   of "The Magic Bottle"...)
    >
    > Maya:
    >   Wow, Larry would make a great
    >   book salesman! I really want
    >   to get that book now, too!
    >
    >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
    
    >>> Elise Deauxnim >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
    >
    > Butz:
    >   She's the most wonderful
    >   person I've ever met!
    >
    > Butz:
    >   I'd follow her anywhere!
    >
    > Maya:
    >   Well, she certainly is a
    >   very elegant lady.
    >
    > Butz:
    >   You see? You see?
    >   Here's a photo I took
    >   of her in secret!
    >
    > Maya:
    >   Wow! That's a beautiful photo!
    >
    > Butz:
    >   You want a copy, don't you?
    >   It's OK... I just happened to
    >   have made extra prints!
    >
    > *Photo of Elise added to the
    > Court Record.*
    >
    >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
    
    >>> Picture books >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   Still, it's kinda hard to
    >   imagine you as a picture
    >   book illustrator...
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   So tell the truth.
    >   You must have some kind of
    >   ulterior motive, right?
    >
    > Butz:
    >   Wh-What're you talking about!?
    >
    > Butz:
    >   I don't... I don't trust
    >   anyone anymore...
    >   Especially not women!
    >
    > Maya:
    >   ...Talk about a bad case of
    >   denial.
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   Anyway... Can you even draw
    >   well enough to make a picture
    >   book?
    >
    > Butz:
    >   Art isn't only about technical
    >   skill, you know. It's also
    >   about having a pure heart!
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   And that's why I'm asking.
    >   Can you draw well enough
    >   to make a whole book?
    >
    > Butz:
    >   ...!
    >
    > Butz:
    >   Hmm...
    >   Now that you mention it...
    >   I wonder.
    >
    > Maya:
    >   It looks like you still have
    >   some doubt in your heart.
    >
    > Butz:
    >   It's true, I do...
    >   But when I first saw her,
    >   I felt it!
    >
    > Butz:
    >   Something inside me ended,
    >   and something else began.
    >
    > Maya:
    >   Oh Larry, it sounds like
    >   you've fallen in love with
    >   Ms. Elise Deauxnim!
    >
    > Butz:
    >   No! Y-You're wrong!
    >   It's not her...
    >   It's the other girl!
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   "Other girl"...? Uh oh...
    >   (I got a bad feeling
    >   about this...)
    >
    >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
    
    
    PRESENT (TO BUTZ)
    -----------------
    
    *** Maya Fey profile ***********************
    *
    * Butz:
    *   Wow! You're even cuter than
    *   the last time I saw you.
    *
    * Maya:
    *   Oh, really!?
    *
    * Butz:
    *   Yeah, you look like a
    *   totally different person!
    *   Don't you think so, Nick?
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   (Maybe it's 'cause we're
    *   always together, but she looks
    *   pretty much the same to me.)
    *
    ********************************************
    
    *** Mia Fey profile ************************
    *
    * Butz:
    *   Hey, I remember her!
    *   That's Maya's big sister!
    *
    * Maya:
    *   Wow! You really do remember!
    *
    * Butz:
    *   Yeah, who could forget!
    *   A couple of gorgeous sisters!
    *   Hubba hubba!
    *
    * Maya:
    *   You hear that, Nick!
    *   Gorgeous!
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   (Oh yeah... That's right.
    *   When I defended Larry...)
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   (Mia was still alive...)
    *
    ********************************************
    
    *** Pearl Fey profile **********************
    *
    * Butz:
    *   I haven't seen her in a
    *   while, so I bet she's gotten
    *   a lot bigger.
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   Well, it's only been 5 months
    *   since we celebrated Ron's
    *   non-guilty verdict.
    *
    * Butz:
    *   Maybe so, but kids these
    *   days grow up so fast.
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   ...She hasn't changed a
    *   bit as far as I can tell.
    *
    * Butz:
    *   Come on, Nick...
    *   I really doubt that.
    *
    * Butz:
    *   You just don't know 'cause
    *   you don't pay enough
    *   attention, that's all.
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   (Sometimes I really worry
    *   about what goes on inside
    *   this guy's head...)
    *
    ********************************************
    
    *** Bikini profile *************************
    *
    * Maya:
    *   She seems really motherly,
    *   doesn't she?
    *
    * Butz:
    *   What do you mean "seems"
    *   motherly? She IS my mother.
    *
    * Maya:
    *   ...She's your WHAT!?
    *
    * Butz:
    *   I'm gonna have to take a
    *   pass on answering that one.
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   (Wait a second. Why is he
    *   getting off so easy this
    *   time...!?)
    *
    ********************************************
    
    *** Elise Deauxnim profile *****************
    *
    * Butz:
    *   Elise is really something.
    *   She's like a mother to me.
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   Yeah, you can tell from the
    *   kindness reflected in her
    *   eyes.
    *
    * Butz:
    *   When I first looked into her
    *   eyes, I just couldn't help it.
    *
    * Butz:
    *   I started blabbing about all
    *   the bad things I had done
    *   in my life.
    *
    * Butz:
    *   She just laughed that gentle
    *   laugh of hers and listened!
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   (Are you sure she wasn't
    *   just laughing at you...?)
    *
    ********************************************
    
    *** Iris profile ***************************
    *
    * Butz:
    *   Whoo yeah! Her!
    *   My little Iris!
    *
    * Maya:
    *   She's really pretty.
    *
    * Butz:
    *   This girl... She's perfect!
    *   She's exactly my type!
    *
    * Butz:
    *   I wonder if she would model
    *   for me. I want to draw a
    *   portrait of her.
    *
    * Maya:
    *   Yeah, you always liked those
    *   model types, didn't you Larry?
    *
    * Maya:
    *   ...Hey, wait a sec!
    *   Didn't you say you were
    *   swearing off women...?
    *
    * Butz:
    *   Huh!?
    *   Yeah, that's right.
    *   Of course I have!
    *
    * Butz:
    *   I have... basically.
    *   But...
    *
    * Maya:
    *   "But"...?
    *
    * Butz:
    *   But... Iris is different.
    *
    * Butz:
    *   I feel like...
    *   I feel like I still have one
    *   chance left at the dream...
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   (This guy will never change.)
    *
    ********************************************
    
    *** Anything else **************************
    *
    * Butz:
    *   Hey, I know I may not look
    *   like it, but I'm an artist.
    *
    * Butz:
    *   I refuse to look at anything
    *   that doesn't have a radiant
    *   or beautiful motif.
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   (Picky, picky, aren't you...?)
    *
    ********************************************
    
    --------------------------------------------
    
    *AFTER TALKING TO BUTZ*
    
    Pearl:
      Everyone!
    
    Maya:
      Hey! Pearly!
    
    Pearl:
      Dinner preparations are
      complete!
    
    Pearl:
      Please come quickly to
      the Main Hall!
    
    Maya:
      Alright!
      I can't wait to dig in,
      Pearly!
    
    Pearl:
      I'm going to go to the Inner
      Temple and call Sister Iris!
    
    Pearl:
      I also want to have a look at
      where Mystic Maya is going
      to be training...
    
    -------------------------------------------------------------------------------
    
    February 7, 7:46 PM
    Hazakura Temple
    Main Hall
    
    Maya:
      Boy am I stuffed...
    
    Phoenix:
      Are you sure it's alright
      to eat that much before
      your training?
    
    Maya:
      Well, this kind of training is
      a battle of endurance.
    
    Pearl:
      Mystic Maya... Please don't
      do anything that might put
      your health at risk.
    
    Maya:
      Ha ha ha.
      No pain, no gain, I guess.
    
    Pearl:
      Nngh...
      I'm still worried about you...
    
    Bikini:
      Well, well, well. Let's not
      dilly-dally shilly-shally. You
      must get ready for tonight.
    
    Elise:
      Good luck.
      ...Maya.
    
    Maya:
      Alright! Here I go!
      I'll see you all tomorrow,
      I guess!
    
    Bikini:
      Iris, please ring the bell at
      10:00 for lights out, alright?
    
    Iris:
      Yes, Sister Bikini.
    
    Bikini:
      And then, after you ring the
      bell, I want you to come join
      us at the Training Hall.
    
    Iris:
      I understand, Sister Bikini.
    
    --------------------------------------------
    
    Phoenix:
      (Maya and Bikini really seem
      excited about this training
      thing tonight...)
    
    Elise:
      ...Well, Pearl? What are you
      going to do tonight?
    
    Pearl:
      Well, umm...
    
    Elise:
      If you'd like, you can
      come to my room.
    
    Elise:
      Perhaps we can read some
      books together.
    
    Pearl:
      R-Really!?
      I'd love to!
    
    Pearl:
      I, umm...
      I'm not very good at reading.
    
    Elise:
      Ha ha ha.
      Well then, would you like to
      practice reading with me?
    
    Pearl:
      Ah! I'd love to!
    
    Phoenix:
      (Pearls is absolutely smitten
      with Ms. Deauxnim...)
    
    Phoenix:
      So Larry, what are you
      going to do?
    
    Butz:
      Huh... Me?
      Um, well...
    
    Butz:
      I'm just gonna hang out in
      my room. I can't stand the
      cold at all.
    
    Phoenix:
      (I totally hear you there.)
    
    Pearl:
      Um, Ms. Elise?
      So, for example, how do you
      read this?
    
    Elise:
      It says, "gravely"...
      That's kind of a tough word.
    
    Pearl:
      Oh! OK!
      And what about this word?
    
    Elise:
      That's another tough one.
      It says, "roast".
    
    Phoenix:
      (What kind of a book is
      she reading anyway...?)
    
    Pearl:
      Well, I'm going to go wash
      the dishes and help clean up.
    
    Pearl:
      I'll go visit you when
      I'm done, Ms. Elise!
    
    Phoenix:
      (Well, not much to do except
      head to my room and huddle
      under the covers, I guess...)
    
    -------------------------------------------------------------------------------
    
    February 7, 9:12 PM
    Hazakura Temple
    Main Hall
    
    Phoenix:
      (Ugh... It's a whole different
      type of cold up here in
      the mountains!)
    
    Phoenix:
      (Argh... Why couldn't the
      nearest bathroom be just a
      little closer to my room...?)
    
    ? ? ?:
      ...Mr. Wright?
    
    Phoenix:
      Yaaaaaaah!
    
    Phoenix:
      Oh! Ah, Ms. Deauxnim!
      Are you going to use the
      bathroom, too?
    
    Elise:
      Um, no. But...
      Have you seen Pearl?
    
    Phoenix:
      No... Not since after dinner.
    
    Phoenix:
      I thought she said she was
      going to go to your room...
    
    Elise:
      I know...
      But she never showed up.
    
    Elise:
      I-I'm going to go
      look for her.
      ...Excuse me.
    
    --------------------------------------------
    
    Phoenix:
      (Ms. Elise Deauxnim...
      A woman as mysterious in
      origin as her last name...)
    
    Phoenix:
      (But...)
    
    Phoenix:
      (The really mysterious
      one is...)
    
    Iris:
      Oh...
    
    Phoenix:
      Ah...!
      S-Sister Iris...!
    
    Iris:
      G... G-Good evening...
    
    Phoenix:
      (The real mysterious
      one is this girl...!)
    
    Iris:
      Um, are you on your way
      to the bathroom too,
      Mr. Wright?
    
    Phoenix:
      (...I can't let this chance
      pass me by!)
    
    Phoenix:
      (I should try to talk with
      her... And maybe get some
      answers.)
    
    --------------------------------------------
    
    MOVE
    ----
    
    Phoenix:
      ...It's freezing cold out
      there. And dark, too.
    
    Phoenix:
      There's nothing I need to
      do, so I think I'll just stay
      roasty-toasty in here.
    
    
    TALK (TO IRIS)
    --------------
    
    >>> Iris >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   Um...
    >   You're Sister Iris, right?
    >
    > Iris:
    >   ...Yes.
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   S-So... um, when did you
    >   come to Hazakura Temple?
    >
    > Iris:
    >   ...
    >
    > Iris:
    >   I don't remember. Ever since
    >   I was a small child, the
    >   temple has been my home.
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   So you've never left?
    >
    > Iris:
    >   Well, I don't have any family
    >   left to take care of me...
    >
    > Iris:
    >   Sister Bikini... I've come to
    >   think of her as my real
    >   mother, as it were.
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   Ah, I see... But you...
    >   Didn't you go to college?
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   ...And maybe enroll with the
    >   Ivy University Literature
    >   Department?
    >
    > Iris:
    >   No, I never had an interest
    >   in going to a big university
    >   like that...
    >
    > Iris:
    >   My training is all the
    >   education I need.
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   I... I see...
    >
    > Iris:
    >   But... Once in a while, when I
    >   get the chance, I make a trip
    >   to the nearby town.
    >
    > Iris:
    >   I can use a computer
    >   and a cell phone, too.
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   ...
    >   (That's not exactly something
    >   worth bragging about...)
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   (But I don't see any
    >   Psyche-Locks...)
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   (...so I guess that means
    >   she's not lying...)
    >
    > Iris:
    >   P-Please don't stare at me
    >   like that...
    >
    >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
    
    >>> Hazakura Temple >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   What kind of a place is
    >   this anyway?
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   I heard it's for training to
    >   increase your spiritual power
    >   or something like that.
    >
    > Iris:
    >   It must seem awfully crazy to
    >   normal people like you.
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   Well, I have to admit it is a
    >   whole different world up
    >   here...
    >
    > Iris:
    >   I'm glad to hear you say that.
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   Huh?
    >
    > Iris:
    >   Talking with dead people...
    >   Who does it help anyway?
    >
    > Iris:
    >   ...I hate it.
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   R-Really?
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   (So then why stay in a
    >   place like this...?)
    >
    >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
    
    
    PRESENT (TO IRIS)
    -----------------
    
    *** Anything *******************************
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   (Instead of showing her
    *   things, I really need to
    *   just listen to her story!)
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   (This girl...
    *   Just who is she?)
    *
    ********************************************
    
    --------------------------------------------
    
    *AFTER TALKING TO IRIS*
    
    Iris:
      Ah...
    
    Phoenix:
      Is something wrong?
    
    Iris:
      I-I didn't realize it was so
      late. I have to go and ring
      the bell for lights out...
    
    Phoenix:
      (I guess it's almost 10:00
      now, huh?)
    
    Iris:
      ...
    
    Iris:
      Um... Mr. Wright?
    
    Phoenix:
      ...Yes?
    
    Iris:
      If it's alright with you...
      I would like you to have this.
    
    Phoenix:
      But this is your hood...
    
    Iris:
      It has the power to protect
      you from evil spirits.
    
    Phoenix:
      (Come to think of it,
      Sister Bikini was wearing
      one of these, too...)
    
    Iris:
      I pray for your safety
      on this dark, cold night.
    
    *Iris's Hood received
    from Iris.*
    
    Iris:
      I'm sorry, but I must
      bid you goodnight.
    
    Phoenix:
      Wait a minute,
      Sister Iris...
    
    Iris:
      Y-Yes...?
    
    Phoenix:
      Just now, you called me
      by my name...
      You said, "Mr. Wright".
    
    Phoenix:
      How did you know my name?
      I never introduced myself
      to you.
    
    Iris:
      Th-That's...
    
    Phoenix:
      ...Sister Iris.
      Please, tell me the truth.
    
    Phoenix:
      You and I...
      Have we ever met before?
    
    Iris:
      ...
    
    *5 PSYCHE-LOCKS*
    
    Phoenix:
      I-Iris...
    
    Iris:
      O-Oh!
      It-It's almost 10:00...
    
    Iris:
      Perhaps we can speak again...
      tomorrow.
    
    -------------------------------------------------------------------------------
    
    *gong* *gong* *gong*
    
    Phoenix:
      (So my hunch was correct...
      She does know me...)
    
    Phoenix:
      (I'll have to try to talk with
      her again tomorrow...)
    
    Phoenix:
      (.........)
    
    Phoenix:
      (......)
    
    Phoenix:
      (...)
    
    --------------------------------------------
    
      YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
      AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!
    
    Phoenix:
      (Wh-What the...!?)
    
    Phoenix:
      (That blood-curdling scream
      came from the courtyard!)
    
    -------------------------------------------------------------------------------
    
    February 7, 11:06 PM
    Hazakura Temple
    Courtyard
    
    Phoenix:
      (That scream... I'm sure
      it came from around here...)
    
    Phoenix:
      ...Aaaah!
    
    Phoenix:
      (S-Someone's there... On the
      ground...!)
    
    Phoenix:
      M-Ms. Deauxniiiiiim!
    
      ...*squish*
    
    Phoenix:
      (...I just stepped on
      something soft.)
    
    Bikini:
      Hey! Don't step on my
      tummy like that!
    
    Phoenix:
      Wh-What are you doing
      lying there in the snow!?
    
    Bikini:
      I was passed out!
      What do you think!?
    
    Phoenix:
      So that blood-curdling
      scream was you...?
    
    Bikini:
      F-Forget about that!
      H-Hurry up and call
      the police!
    
    Phoenix:
      Is there even a phone in
      the Main Hall?
    
    Bikini:
      No, but we still get reception
      up here in the mountains!
    
    Bikini:
      You must have a cell
      phone on you, right!?
    
    Phoenix:
      I, um... I didn't bring it
      with me--
    
    Bikini:
      Oh, you're useless!
    
    Bikini:
      I mean, even Iris has
      a cell phone...
    
    Bikini:
      We've got no choice!
      You'll have to use the public
      phone by Dusky Bridge!
    
    Bikini:
      Hurry! Hurry! Hurry!
      Run as fast as you can!
    
    Phoenix:
      Y-Yes, ma'am...
    
    Bikini:
      If you don't hurry,
      Iris will...
      Iris will...!
    
    -------------------------------------------------------------------------------
    
    February 7, 11:18 PM
    Dusky Bridge
    
    Phoenix:
      ...*huff*...*huff*...
      (It's farther than I thought.)
    
    Phoenix:
      (The bridge is just up ahead.
      I have to go tell Maya what
      happened, too!)
    
    Phoenix:
      ............
    
    Phoenix:
      ...Aaaaaaaaaah!
    
    Phoenix:
      Dusky Bridge...!
      It's burning down!
      (What the heck happened!?)
    
    Butz:
      What are you doing here?
    
    Phoenix:
      Aaaaaaaaah!
    
    Butz:
      Huh? What is it?
      Is it me?
    
    Phoenix:
      D-Don't scare me like that,
      Larry! I almost had a heart
      attack!
    
    Butz:
      My name isn't Larry!
      It's Laurice!
    
    Phoenix:
      Larry, hurry up and call
      the police! I'm going to
      the Inner Temple!
    
    Butz:
      D-Don't be stupid!
      The bridge is nothing but a
      burning wreck right now!
    
    Phoenix:
      Listen to me! There's been
      a murder! Here! At Hazakura
      Temple!
    
    Butz:
      Wha-Whaaaaat!?
    
    Phoenix:
      The murderer might have
      fled across the bridge!
    
    Phoenix:
      I have to make sure
      Maya is safe!
    
    Butz:
      B-B-But...
    
    Phoenix:
      Please! Call the police!
      I've got to go!
      ...Get outta my way, Larry!
    
    Butz:
      It-It's too dangerous!
      Nick, w-wait!
    
    --------------------------------------------
    
    Phoenix:
      (I must have been crazy...)
    
    Phoenix:
      (I knew how dangerous it was,
      but I still went for it...)
    
      ...*crack!*...
    
    Phoenix:
      AAAAAAAAAAHHHH!
    
    Butz:
      Niiiiiick----!
    
    Phoenix:
      (Weakened even more by the
      fire, the rickety old bridge's
      planks snapped and gave way.)
    
    Phoenix:
      (And as I was swallowed by
      the eternal darkness that
      surrounded me...)
    
    Phoenix:
      (...a final, terrified scream
      rose up to pierce the frozen
      air of that harrowing night.)
    
    
                                                 To be continued.
    _______________________________________________________________________________
    -------------------------------------------------------------------------------
                                Part 1-2: Investigation                      [0452]
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    ŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻ
    Date: ???  Time: ???
    Location: ???
    
    Phone:
      *RIIING*...
             *RIIING*...
    
    ? ? ?:
      (Who could that be
      at this time of night...?)
    
    Phone:
      ...*beep*...
    
    Edgeworth:
      ...Yes? Edgeworth speaking...
    
    Butz:
      Edgey! Get up!
      It's an emergency!
    
    Edgeworth:
      ...Huh? Larry...?
      Do you know what time it is?
    
    Butz:
      It's not "Larry"!
      It's "Laurice"!
      Laurice Deauxnim!
    
    Edgeworth:
      (...)
    
    Edgeworth:
      (This is nothing more than
      a terrible nightmare...
      I'll just roll over and...)
    
    Butz:
      W-Wait! Don't hang up!
      ...It's an emergency!
    
    Butz:
      It's Nick! H-He...
      He took a really nasty spill!
    
    Edgeworth:
      Well, it wouldn't be the
      first time, so...
    
    Butz:
      I'm not joking!
      His life is in danger!
    
    Edgeworth:
      Wh-What...!?
      What happened!?
      Tell me!
    
    Butz:
      Talk about a guy with bad
      luck! He may already be dead!
    
    Butz:
      Anyway, you've got to come
      back! You're the only one
      that can help!
    
    Butz:
      My Iris... My beautiful Iris!
      She needs help...!
    
    Edgeworth:
      Alright. I don't know what's
      going on, but... I'll be there
      as soon as I can.
    
    Butz:
      I-I'm at the detention center!
      Please! Hurryyyyyy!
    
    Phone:
      ...*beep*...
    
    Edgeworth:
      (It's been one year since
      I left that country...)
    
    Edgeworth:
      (I thought I wouldn't have to
      see him again for a while...)
    
    Edgeworth:
      (Sounds like it won't be a
      pretty reunion... As if I
      expected anything to change.)
    
    -------------------------------------------------------------------------------
    
    February 8, 2:19 PM
    Detention Center
    Visitor's Room
    
    Butz:
      You're late, Edgey!
      What took you so long!?
    
    Edgeworth:
      I don't want to hear it!
      I chartered a private jet to
      come as quickly as I could!
    
    Butz:
      Well, you should've
      chartered a faster one!
    
    Butz:
      Anyway, just listen!
    
    Butz:
      Something happened to
      Ms. Elise... and Nick is...
      Maya... and Iris's Bikini...
    
    Butz:
      ...Huh?
    
    Butz:
      Say something, Edgey!
    
    Edgeworth:
      ...Before I came here, I
      stopped in at the hospital
      where Wright is.
    
    Edgeworth:
      I believe I have a better
      understanding of the situation
      than you, at this point.
    
    Edgeworth:
      The murder victim was
      the picture book author,
      Ms. Elise Deauxnim.
    
    Edgeworth:
      She was found by Wright and
      the head nun. The suspect is
      the temple's younger nun.
    
    Edgeworth:
      Then later, while Wright was
      crossing the bridge, it broke
      and he fell into the river.
    
    Edgeworth:
      The hospital says that he'll
      need at least 2 days of
      bed rest.
    
    Butz:
      Y-Yes! Th-That's right!
      You got it!
    
    Butz:
      B-But they arrested her...
      My sweet little Iris!
    
    Edgeworth:
      (And here I was, convinced HE
      was the one the police had
      arrested...)
    
    Edgeworth:
      However... I still don't
      understand what these
      two items are for.
    
    Butz:
      What are you talking about?
    
    Edgeworth:
      They're things Wright gave
      to me when I was leaving
      his room.
    
    Edgeworth:
      (This is the first...)
    
    Edgeworth:
      (He said some nonsense
      about being able to see into
      people's hearts with this...)
    
    Edgeworth:
      (And the other... He couldn't
      possibly be asking what
      I think he is... could he?)
    
    Butz:
      I'm begging you!
      Iris's trial starts tomorrow!
    
    Butz:
      With Nick out of the picture,
      you're all I've got left!
    
    Butz:
      You're the only one that
      can represent her!
    
    Edgeworth:
      ...
      What did you just say?
    
    Butz:
      You know!
      REPRESENT! DEFEND!
      What were you expecting!?
    
    Butz:
      Why do you think I called
      you anyway!?
    
    Edgeworth:
      ...I'm a prosecutor, Larry.
      A prosecutor.
    
    Edgeworth:
      Do YOU understand what I'm
      saying? A prosecutor is a
      lawyer who...
    
    Butz:
      Don't talk to me like a kid!
      I graduated from junior high,
      you know!
    
    Butz:
      Don't worry about it!
      I promise I won't tell!
    
    Edgeworth:
      But I...
    
    Butz:
      I mean, I heard a paper badge
      had no problem fooling an
      entire court before!
    
    Edgeworth:
      (...How could this country's
      judicial system have fallen
      into such decay!?)
    
    Butz:
      Please, Edgey!
    
    Butz:
      At least listen to her...
      Listen to Iris's side of
      the story!
    
    Edgeworth:
      (So Wright wasn't joking
      when he gave me this
      badge after all...)
    
    --------------------------------------------
    
    Iris:
      Thank you for coming.
      ...My name is Iris.
    
    Edgeworth:
      ...Edgeworth. Miles Edgeworth.
    
    Edgeworth:
      I don't know if I can be
      of any help, but...
    
    Edgeworth:
      ...I will at least hear what
      you have to say.
      ...About the murder.
    
    Iris:
      Um...
    
    Edgeworth:
      ...?
    
    Iris:
      M-Mr. Wright!
      H-H-How is he?
    
    Iris:
      Mr. Laurice said that he...
      That he might even die...
    
    Edgeworth:
      ...
    
    Edgeworth:
      Fortunately, he will be fine.
      (Larry, you moron! How could
      you say something like that!?)
    
    Edgeworth:
      He was badly bruised when
      he hit the water, but
      otherwise he is unharmed.
    
    Iris:
      ...
      Thank goodness...
    
    Edgeworth:
      But, he's caught some kind
      of nasty cold.
    
    Iris:
      A cold...?
    
    Edgeworth:
      He's running a high fever and
      is drifting in and out of
      consciousness.
    
    Iris:
      ...
    
    Edgeworth:
      (I must be imagining things.)
    
    Edgeworth:
      (This woman... I feel like
      I've met her before...)
    
    --------------------------------------------
    
    EXAMINE
    -------
    
    +++ Surveillance camera ++++++++++++++++++++
    +
    + Edgeworth:
    +   The camera is glaring at me.
    +
    + Edgeworth:
    +   "If something glares at you,
    +   it's only polite to return the
    +   favor," is what I was taught.
    +
    + Edgeworth:
    +   ...
    +
    + Iris:
    +   Um... Is something
    +   bothering you?
    +
    + Edgeworth:
    +   ...Hm? Oh, e-excuse me.
    +
    ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
    
    +++ Guard ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
    +
    + Edgeworth:
    +   The guard is glaring at me.
    +
    + Edgeworth:
    +   "If something glares at you,
    +   it's only polite to return the
    +   favor," is what I was taught.
    +
    + Edgeworth:
    +   ...
    +
    + Iris:
    +   Um...
    +   Are you alright,
    +   Mr. Edgeworth?
    +
    + Edgeworth:
    +   ...Hm? Oh, e-excuse me.
    +
    ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
    
    
    MOVE
    ----
    
    Edgeworth:
      ...Going to a crime scene is
      akin to entering a jungle
      teeming with dangerous beasts.
    
    Edgeworth:
      Before he goes there, a hunter
      needs to make sure he has
      plenty of ammunition.
    
    Edgeworth:
      And in my case, that
      ammunition is called,
      "information".
    
    
    TALK (TO IRIS)
    --------------
    
    >>> Iris >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   Pardon me... Iris.
    >   I would like to ask you
    >   something, if you don't mind.
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   I have the distinct feeling
    >   you and I have met before...
    >
    > Iris:
    >   I-It must be your
    >   imagination, Mr. Edgeworth.
    >
    > Iris:
    >   After all... I hardly ever
    >   leave Hazakura Temple.
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   Hazakura Temple?
    >   What's that?
    >
    > Iris:
    >   It's a place where those who
    >   wish to boost their spiritual
    >   power come to train.
    >
    > Iris:
    >   You need to undergo some very
    >   difficult training to release
    >   your inner spiritual power.
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   Spiritual power...?
    >   Did you go to that temple
    >   for that reason as well?
    >
    > Iris:
    >   No... I don't have any
    >   spiritual powers.
    >
    > Iris:
    >   I don't need them.
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   In that case, what are you
    >   doing at that temple then?
    >
    > Iris:
    >   ...
    >
    > Iris:
    >   I... I've committed some sins.
    >   Sins that I need to pay for.
    >
    > Iris:
    >   That's why I'm there, and
    >   why I continue to train...
    >   To purify my soul.
    >
    >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
    
    >>> The night of the crime >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   I want to ask you about last
    >   night... The night of the
    >   crime.
    >
    > Iris:
    >   Alright...
    >
    > Iris:
    >   I helped to clean up after
    >   dinner, and then went back
    >   to my room at about 8:00.
    >
    > Iris:
    >   Later, I left my room to
    >   ring the lights out bell
    >   at 10:00.
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   Bell...?
    >
    > Iris:
    >   ...We ring it at the same
    >   time each night.
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   I see... And then?
    >
    > Iris:
    >   A-And then...
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   ...?
    >
    > Iris:
    >   I was told to go to
    >   the Training Hall, but...
    >
    > Iris:
    >   I went back to my room...
    >   and stayed there...
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   Why didn't you go to the
    >   Training Hall like you
    >   were asked to?
    >
    > Iris:
    >   ...I-I was frightened.
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   ("Frightened"...?)
    >
    > Iris:
    >   So I just stayed in my room
    >   and meditated... until the
    >   murder happened.
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   (There's more to her story.
    >   I just know there is. Maybe
    >   I should dig a little deeper.)
    >
    >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
    
    >>> Frightened? >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   You were asked to go to the
    >   Training Hall on the night
    >   of the murder?
    >
    > Iris:
    >   Yes...
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   However...
    >   You didn't go.
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   Because you say you
    >   were frightened.
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   What exactly were you so
    >   frightened of?
    >
    > Iris:
    >   ...!
    >
    > *2 PSYCHE-LOCKS*
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   (Wh-What in the world!?)
    >
    > Iris:
    >   Um...
    >   Is there something wrong?
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   ...I'm sorry. It's nothing.
    >   (It looks like she's not
    >   aware of them herself...)
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   (These must be what Wright
    >   was talking about...
    >   The "Psycholocks"!)
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   (I believe he said that I need
    >   to present this "Magatama"
    >   item to do something...)
    >
    > Iris:
    >   ...?
    >
    >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
    
    (After the Psyche-Locks appeared)
    
    >>> Frightened? >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
    >
    > Iris:
    >   I... I don't like to walk
    >   alone at night.
    >
    > Iris:
    >   And, last night was...
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   What about last night?
    >
    > *2 PSYCHE-LOCKS*
    >
    > Iris:
    >   Er, oh... nothing.
    >   It's rather silly...
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   So there was something
    >   special about last night, hmm?
    >
    > Iris:
    >   Nngh...
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   (It looks like I have no
    >   choice but to break these
    >   locks...)
    >
    >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
    
    >>> Any idea? >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   So do you have any idea
    >   as to what really occurred
    >   last night?
    >
    > Iris:
    >   ...I think it was the result
    >   of the tremendous spiritual
    >   power that was unleashed.
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   Spiritual power...?
    >
    > Iris:
    >   Yes. Spiritual training has
    >   been a cause behind many
    >   great tragedies.
    >
    > Iris:
    >   This incident was just another
    >   example...
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   ...Iris, I'm sorry, but
    >   I can't accept that.
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   I'm a man of science.
    >   I don't believe in
    >   "spiritual power".
    >
    > Iris:
    >   Yes... I understand.
    >   Most people don't.
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   And I am certain that the
    >   thing that killed the victim
    >   was a human.
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   So please, answer me this
    >   simple question...
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   Were you the one who
    >   killed Elise Deauxnim?
    >
    > Iris:
    >   ...
    >   No.
    >
    > Iris:
    >   I'm not the one who took
    >   her life.
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   Hmm...
    >
    > *** Before the Psyche-Locks appeared *******
    > *
    > * Edgeworth:
    > *   (That was foolish of me...)
    > *
    > * Edgeworth:
    > *   (It's not as if I can know for
    > *   certain if she is telling me
    > *   the truth...)
    > *
    > ********************************************
    >
    > *** After the Psyche-Locks appeared ********
    > *
    > * Edgeworth:
    > *   (Those Psycholock things
    > *   aren't appearing...)
    > *
    > * Edgeworth:
    > *   (I suppose that means I can
    > *   believe that she's not lying.)
    > *
    > * Edgeworth:
    > *   ...Heh.
    > *
    > * Iris:
    > *   What's wrong?
    > *
    > * Edgeworth:
    > *   (I can't believe what
    > *   I'm thinking...)
    > *
    > * Edgeworth:
    > *   (And here I just finished
    > *   saying that I don't believe
    > *   in spiritual power...)
    > *
    > ********************************************
    >
    >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
    
    
    PRESENT (TO IRIS)
    -----------------
    
    *** Attorney's Badge ***********************
    *
    * Iris:
    *   Is that an attorney's badge?
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   Yes, this belongs to Wright.
    *
    * Iris:
    *   Really?
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   I'm actually a prosecutor.
    *
    * Iris:
    *   Oh...! Then why do you
    *   have a defense attorney's
    *   badge pinned on your lapel...?
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   Well, you see...
    *   I, um... I borrowed it.
    *
    ********************************************
    
    *** Hanging Scroll *************************
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   Who is the woman on this
    *   hanging scroll?
    *
    * Iris:
    *   Well, I don't know the
    *   details, but...
    *
    * Iris:
    *   I've heard she's the Master
    *   of the Kurain Channeling
    *   Technique.
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   M-Master?
    *
    * Iris:
    *   Yes. Mystic Misty.
    *   She was a great spirit medium.
    *   ...That's what I've heard.
    *
    * Iris:
    *   I also heard that she went
    *   missing over 15 years ago.
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   ...
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   Spirit mediums... There's
    *   no such thing anyway...
    *
    * Iris:
    *   Mr. Edgeworth...?
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   I know all about them...
    *   They're nothing but frauds!
    *
    * Iris:
    *   ...?
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   (She doesn't know anything
    *   about it, of course...)
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   (But there was a time,
    *   17 years ago, when I met
    *   the "Master" myself...)
    *
    ********************************************
    
    *** Iris's Hood ****************************
    *
    * Iris:
    *   That's called a
    *   "Demon-Warding Hood".
    *
    * Iris:
    *   ...I gave that to Mr. Wright
    *   last night.
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   He was wearing this when I
    *   saw him at the hospital today.
    *
    * Iris:
    *   It's an important item for
    *   protecting acolytes from
    *   evil spirits.
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   If it's so important, then why
    *   did you give it to him?
    *
    * Iris:
    *   Last night... I felt...
    *   something...
    *
    * Iris:
    *   I felt that something
    *   terrible was about to
    *   happen...
    *
    * Iris:
    *   I... I didn't want Mr. Wright
    *   to fall into its grip.
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   (Well he wound up falling into
    *   something much deeper and
    *   colder...)
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   (I probably shouldn't say
    *   that out loud, though. Thank
    *   god for inner monologue.)
    *
    ********************************************
    
    *** "Oh! Cult!" New Year's Issue ***********
    *
    * Iris:
    *   ...I was against the idea
    *   of our temple appearing in
    *   that magazine.
    *
    * Iris:
    *   I was afraid that... this type
    *   of a tragedy might occur.
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   In that case, why did you
    *   allow them to run an article
    *   about you?
    *
    * Iris:
    *   It was Sister Bikini...
    *   She's actually rather fond of
    *   attention... Surprisingly so.
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   (She certainly does look
    *   rather happy in this photo...)
    *
    ********************************************
    
    *** Photo of Elise or Elise Deauxnim profile ***
    *
    * Iris:
    *   That's Mystic Elise Deauxnim.
    *   She's a picture book author,
    *   or so I've heard.
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   Does she come to
    *   Hazakura Temple often...?
    *
    * Iris:
    *   No... This was her first time.
    *
    * Iris:
    *   It's just that...
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   ...?
    *
    * Iris:
    *   She was a very important
    *   visitor.
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   Is that so?
    *
    * Iris:
    *   Yes, Sister Bikini told me,
    *   "Be certain not to offend
    *   her."
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   (The victim, Ms. Elise
    *   Deauxnim...)
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   (The prosecutor's office still
    *   doesn't have much information
    *   about her it seems...)
    *
    ********************************************
    
    *** Phoenix Wright profile *****************
    *
    * Iris:
    *   Mr. Wright...
    *   How bad is his cold?
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   Well his fever is very high.
    *   As a result, he's rather
    *   confused.
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   He's worried about Maya,
    *   who is still trapped in the
    *   Inner Temple...
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   ...And he's quite worried
    *   about you as well, it seems.
    *
    * Iris:
    *   ...Really?
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   Yes... Naturally, once he
    *   recovers, I'll pass the baton
    *   back to him.
    *
    * Iris:
    *   No... Don't...
    *
    * Iris:
    *   I'm sure that Mr. Wright
    *   wouldn't want that...
    *
    * Iris:
    *   He wouldn't want to
    *   defend me.
    *
    ********************************************
    
    *** Larry Butz profile *********************
    *
    * Iris:
    *   Oh... That's Mr. Laurice.
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   ...I'm sorry?
    *   Who did you say it was?
    *
    * Iris:
    *   Laurice Deauxnim.
    *   He is Mystic Elise's
    *   apprentice, I think.
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   (Alright... Now who exactly
    *   is this guy...?)
    *
    * Iris:
    *   He's a very sincere,
    *   hard-working person.
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   ...
    *
    * Iris:
    *   Um...
    *   Did I say something wrong,
    *   Mr. Edgeworth?
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   E-Excuse me.
    *   I was temporarily at a
    *   loss for words.
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   (Take a trip... Come home...
    *   Be thrust suddenly into
    *   bizarro world...)
    *
    ********************************************
    
    *** Iris profile ***************************
    *
    * Iris:
    *   You want to know about me?
    *   There's not much to tell,
    *   I'm afraid.
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   Just let me get one thing
    *   straight. You were raised at
    *   Hazakura Temple, correct?
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   And yet, somehow, you seem
    *   to know Wright.
    *
    * Iris:
    *   ...!
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   So you two must have crossed
    *   paths somewhere.
    *
    * Iris:
    *   ...No, Mr. Edgeworth.
    *   Whomever it was...
    *
    * Iris:
    *   ...it couldn't have been me.
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   (What is that supposed
    *   to mean?)
    *
    ********************************************
    
    *** Anything else **************************
    *
    * Iris:
    *   I'm sorry...
    *
    * Iris:
    *   I don't leave the temple
    *   grounds very often...
    *
    * Iris:
    *   So I don't know very much
    *   about the outside world.
    *
    ********************************************
    
    --------------------------------------------
    
    *AFTER TALKING TO IRIS*
    
    Edgeworth:
      Hmm...
    
    Edgeworth:
      It appears that's about
      all that you can tell me.
    
    Iris:
      Thank you very much for
      listening to my story.
    
    Edgeworth:
      ...I visited Wright at the
      hospital before coming here.
    
    Edgeworth:
      He asked me to take care
      of you...
    
    Iris:
      ...M-Me?
    
    Edgeworth:
      Yes, at the trial tomorrow...
      He asked me to defend you.
    
    Iris:
      ...
    
    Iris:
      If Mr. Wright has that much
      faith in you, Mr. Edgeworth...
    
    Iris:
      ...Then I will gladly entrust
      my fate in your capable hands.
    
    Edgeworth:
      But before that,
      I have one question.
    
    Iris:
      Yes?
    
    Edgeworth:
      Do you know Wright?
    
    Iris:
      Er...
      Wh-Why would you ask that?
    
    Edgeworth:
      Whenever you came up in our
      conversation, he would begin
      to act a little... strange.
    
    Iris:
      ...
    
    Iris:
      Mr. Edgeworth...
      Are you his friend?
    
    Edgeworth:
      Friend? Well...
      In a sense, yes.
    
    Iris:
      ...
    
    Iris:
      It was 5 years ago...
    
    Iris:
      That's when I...
      That's when I...
      deceived him.
    
    Edgeworth:
      You "deceived" him...?
    
    Iris:
      I heard that he was...
      in a lot of pain after what
      happened.
    
    Iris:
      I know what a weak person
      I am.
    
    Iris:
      That's why...
      That's why I thought it was
      best if he never saw me again.
    
    Iris:
      I wanted him to just forget
      about me, without learning
      the truth.
    
    Edgeworth:
      ...
    
    Edgeworth:
      Well, if you ask me, Wright is
      still suffering...
    
    Edgeworth:
      And until he learns the truth,
      I don't think he will ever be
      able to truly recover.
    
    Edgeworth:
      ...Iris.
      It's not too late.
    
    Edgeworth:
      You should go to him.
      ...Tell him the truth.
    
    Iris:
      ...
    
    Edgeworth:
      I'll defend you, but only if
      you agree to that one
      condition.
    
    Iris:
      ...
    
    Iris:
      Alright, Mr. Edgeworth...
      I promise.
    
    Edgeworth:
      ...Very well. I'll do
      everything in my power to
      get you an acquittal.
    
    Edgeworth:
      (That's enough information
      gathering for now. I should
      head to the crime scene...)
    
    MOVE TO: "Suspension Bridge"
    
    -------------------------------------------------------------------------------
    
    February 8
    Dusky Bridge
    
    Edgeworth:
      (It sure is cold alright...)
    
    Edgeworth:
      (So this is it...
      Dusky Bridge...)
    
    ? ? ?:
      Ahem!
      M-Mr. Edgeworth!
    
    Edgeworth:
      Urk... Detective Gumshoe.
    
    Gumshoe:
      Long time no see!
      It's been about a year?
      ...Or has it been longer?
    
    Edgeworth:
      It doesn't matter, Detective.
      What does matter is why you're
      shuffling around up here.
    
    Gumshoe:
      Oh, ouch!
      ...And there was a
      sharp left jab!
    
    Gumshoe:
      Well, I'm happy to see
      you anyway, Mr. Edgeworth!
    
    Edgeworth:
      Let me guess... You were
      transferred into another
      section at work.
    
    Edgeworth:
      A good choice. The vast amount
      of nothing up here must be
      quite easy to guard.
    
    Gumshoe:
      I heard you were back in the
      country and arranged to come
      all the way out here!
    
    Gumshoe:
      Everybody was real nice.
      They even let me take charge
      of the investigation, sir.
    
    Edgeworth:
      (...Gumshoe indeed!
      Like gum on your shoe, he's
      impossible to get rid of!)
    
    Gumshoe:
      I'm supposed to report on the
      details of the crime scene,
      sir!
    
    Gumshoe:
      Anyway! Here I am!
      Detective Dick Gumshoe!
      Reporting for duty!
    
    Edgeworth:
      ...Great.
      Um, thank you, Detective.
    
    Gumshoe:
      I thought Prosecutor Godot
      was gonna get here before me.
    
    Gumshoe:
      That guy's a real mystery,
      I tell you!
    
    Edgeworth:
      (...Prosecutor Godot?)
    
    --------------------------------------------
    
    EXAMINE
    -------
    
    +++ Cliff on the other side ++++++++++++++++
    +
    + Edgeworth:
    +   It looks like a pretty good
    +   distance to that far cliff.
    +
    + Gumshoe:
    +   Yeah... It's gotta be around
    +   100 yards or so.
    +
    + Edgeworth:
    +   ...
    +
    + Edgeworth:
    +   Detective... That's not even
    +   CLOSE to a hundred yards.
    +
    + Gumshoe:
    +   Well...
    +   I gotta admit I'm not very
    +   good at judging distances.
    +
    + Edgeworth:
    +   (It's about 20 yards or so.
    +   And impossible to cross
    +   without a bridge, it seems...)
    +
    ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
    
    +++ Wooden sign on the left side +++++++++++
    +
    + Gumshoe:
    +   There's a little shack down
    +   that way called, "Heavenly
    +   Hall".
    +
    + Edgeworth:
    +   A shack...?
    +
    + Gumshoe:
    +   It's like a run-down doghouse
    +   for losers that can't bear the
    +   freezing drafts of wind...
    +
    + Gumshoe:
    +   Kinda reminds me of
    +   my apartment, sir.
    +
    + Edgeworth:
    +   The name "Heavenly Hall"
    +   makes it sound like a
    +   palace...
    +
    + Gumshoe:
    +   Giving a hovel a great name
    +   is a crime itself! I'd call
    +   it false advertising!
    +
    + Gumshoe:
    +   By the way, the name of my
    +   apartment complex is
    +   "Compton Castles"...
    +
    + Edgeworth:
    +   ...That's not such a great
    +   name, if you ask me.
    +
    + Gumshoe:
    +   Well, it's not such a
    +   great apartment either, sir.
    +
    ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
    
    +++ The bridge +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
    +
    + Edgeworth:
    +   So this is the bridge Wright
    +   tried to cross?
    +
    + Gumshoe:
    +   Pretty reckless, if you
    +   ask me.
    +
    + Edgeworth:
    +   I'm amazed he survived the
    +   fall from up here...
    +
    + Gumshoe:
    +   Yeah, he's one lucky guy, sir.
    +
    + Gumshoe:
    +   Now I see how he manages
    +   to win his cases in court.
    +   Blind luck.
    +
    + Edgeworth:
    +   (I think dumb luck suits
    +   Wright just a bit better.)
    +
    ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
    
    +++ Stone boulder ++++++++++++++++++++++++++
    +
    + Edgeworth:
    +   Some letters are wildly
    +   engraved into a roughly
    +   cut boulder.
    +
    + Edgeworth:
    +   "Dusky Bridge"...
    +   It certainly is an
    +   appropriate name.
    +
    + Gumshoe:
    +   You need to get some glasses,
    +   Mr. Edgeworth! That sign says,
    +   "Dusty Bridge".
    +
    + Gumshoe:
    +   I can see how you read
    +   it wrong, though, sir.
    +
    + Edgeworth:
    +   You're the one who needs
    +   glasses, Detective.
    +   Try reading it one more time.
    +
    + Gumshoe:
    +   ...
    +
    + Gumshoe:
    +   Ah! You're right!
    +   It's "Dusky Bridge" after all!
    +
    + Gumshoe:
    +   ...
    +   I guess whoever wrote
    +   this made a mistake!
    +
    ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
    
    +++ Red public phone +++++++++++++++++++++++
    +
    + Gumshoe:
    +   Hey! It's a public phone!
    +   You don't see a lot of
    +   these anymore!
    +
    + Edgeworth:
    +   ...That's true.
    +
    + Gumshoe:
    +   Since we've got one here,
    +   why don't we take a photo as
    +   a memento!
    +
    + Edgeworth:
    +   Well, um, sure. Why not?
    +
    + Gumshoe:
    +   Oh, darn it!
    +   I don't have a camera with me!
    +
    + Gumshoe:
    +   ...I'm gonna go buy a
    +   disposable camera!
    +   I'll be right back, sir!
    +
    + Edgeworth:
    +   (What's so special about
    +   public phones, and why is
    +   he so fascinated by them...?)
    +
    ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
    
    
    TALK (TO GUMSHOE)
    -----------------
    
    >>> What happened >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   I just got back into the
    >   country, so I don't really
    >   know much about the case...
    >
    > Gumshoe:
    >   It's simple!
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   Well, simple is as simple
    >   does, as they say.
    >
    > Gumshoe:
    >   Oh, you've got no idea how
    >   much I've missed that biting
    >   sarcasm of yours, sir!
    >
    > Gumshoe:
    >   ...But seriously, this one's
    >   a piece of cake.
    >
    > Gumshoe:
    >   There's a witness that saw
    >   the whole thing!
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   A witness...?
    >
    > Gumshoe:
    >   Yeah, that Bikini lady.
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   "Bikini lady"?
    >   Here? On this freezing
    >   cold mountain?
    >
    > Gumshoe:
    >   ...Well, you should talk to
    >   her yourself if you want
    >   the details, sir.
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   (I may have to talk to this
    >   "bikini lady"... I mean,
    >   "decisive witness" myself...)
    >
    >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
    
    >>> Dusky Bridge >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   So this is the bridge that
    >   Wright fell through?
    >
    > Gumshoe:
    >   Yup! I can't imagine being
    >   that reckless myself...
    >
    > Gumshoe:
    >   "Look before you cross," is
    >   how it goes, right? Or was
    >   that "leap"...?
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   And?
    >   Is there something on
    >   the other side?
    >
    > Gumshoe:
    >   Yeah, some old building they
    >   call the Inner Temple...
    >
    > Gumshoe:
    >   But we can't get over there
    >   without a bridge, sir.
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   What...?
    >
    > Gumshoe:
    >   Nobody lives there, so
    >   it's usually not a problem...
    >
    > Gumshoe:
    >   But someone was at the Inner
    >   Temple doing some training
    >   and now they're stuck there.
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   Yes, I heard that from Wright.
    >   It's Maya Fey.
    >
    > Gumshoe:
    >   Oh no... Her again...?
    >
    > Gumshoe:
    >   Anyway, the air's really
    >   turbulent right now so we
    >   can't do an aerial extraction.
    >
    > Gumshoe:
    >   No one's gonna be able to
    >   reach the Inner Temple
    >   until tomorrow, sir.
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   (Will she be alright
    >   in this cold...?)
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   So how did this bridge burn
    >   down anyway?
    >
    > Gumshoe:
    >   We're almost 100% sure it was
    >   lightning.
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   ...Lightning?
    >
    >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
    
    >>> Prosecutor Godot >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   So who is this
    >   Prosecutor Godot?
    >   I've never heard of him.
    >
    > Gumshoe:
    >   Yeah, he's a new guy...
    >   Showed up after you left
    >   the country!
    >
    > Gumshoe:
    >   He's a complete rookie,
    >   but nobody can say a bad
    >   word about the guy.
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   What kind of a man is he?
    >
    > Gumshoe:
    >   He just became a prosecutor
    >   recently, but he's good, sir.
    >   Real good.
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   (If he's so good, how is it
    >   that I've never heard of
    >   him...?)
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   Is he the lead prosecutor
    >   on this case?
    >
    > Gumshoe:
    >   You bet he is!
    >   After all, "you know who"
    >   is right in the middle of it.
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   "You know who"?
    >
    > Gumshoe:
    >   Phoenix Wright, of course!
    >
    > Gumshoe:
    >   For some reason,
    >   Godot has really got it in
    >   for Mr. Wright!
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   Oh?
    >
    > Gumshoe:
    >   Yeah, he seems to have
    >   some kind of a grudge.
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   And what would be the
    >   cause of this grudge...?
    >
    > Gumshoe:
    >   I dunno... Maybe
    >   he made fun of his mask
    >   or something.
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   (None of this is making any
    >   sense. I'd better look into
    >   this Godot myself.)
    >
    >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
    
    >>> Lightning >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   You're telling me the bridge
    >   caught on fire due to a fluke
    >   bolt of lightning?
    >
    > Gumshoe:
    >   Yup. Last night it snowed
    >   for the first time in 3 days.
    >
    > Gumshoe:
    >   It's a little unusual for
    >   lightning to occur during a
    >   snow fall like that...
    >
    > Gumshoe:
    >   But according to the weather
    >   data, lightning definitely
    >   struck.
    >
    > *Weather Data added
    > to the Court Record.*
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   Hmm, I see...
    >   This is a very detailed
    >   weather report...
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   Almost too detailed...
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   It even has the exact
    >   time that the lightning
    >   struck the bridge...
    >
    > Gumshoe:
    >   Oh, that? We got that
    >   information from the
    >   witness's testimony.
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   Someone actually saw
    >   the lightning hit the bridge?
    >   Who is this witness?
    >
    > Gumshoe:
    >   ...
    >
    > Gumshoe:
    >   Sorry. I'll go ask one of the
    >   local cops later, sir.
    >
    >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
    
    
    PRESENT (TO GUMSHOE)
    --------------------
    
    *** Attorney's Badge ***********************
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   Huh?
    *   What's that thing doing on
    *   your lapel, Mr. Edgeworth?
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   ...Is it really that odd?
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   You bet it is, sir!
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   A prosecutor wearing a
    *   defense attorney's badge?
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   That's like a detective with
    *   a license to kill!
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   (Does this little thing hold
    *   that ominous of a meaning...?)
    *
    ********************************************
    
    *** Magatama *******************************
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   Have you ever seen this
    *   thing before...?
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   Hey, thanks a lot. I was
    *   getting kind of hungry!
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   ...*chomp!*
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   Wh-What are you doing,
    *   Detective!?
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   Ack!
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   ...I thought it was some
    *   kind of candy that would
    *   fill me up, sir.
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   Lately I've been feeling
    *   so hungry all the time...
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   (Nngh... Maybe his salary has
    *   been cut just a little too
    *   much...?)
    *
    ********************************************
    
    *** Photo of Elise or Elise Deauxnim profile ***
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   There's a lot we don't know
    *   about this victim...
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   We don't know her real name,
    *   her background...
    *   We don't know anything really.
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   That's rather odd...
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   If she was trying to hide her
    *   identity, why would she
    *   become an author?
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   I'll bet it was just one
    *   of those things.
    *   You know...
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   She probably never
    *   expected to get so
    *   popular.
    *
    ********************************************
    
    *** Phoenix Wright profile *****************
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   Whenever something happens,
    *   this guy always shows up like
    *   he hasn't got a care.
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   In fact, you know what...?
    *   Every time he shows up, I
    *   always wonder the same thing.
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   "Maybe somehow he's
    *   actually the cause of all
    *   these incidents!"
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   (I wonder if Gumshoe has
    *   realized it yet...)
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   (But you could say the exact
    *   the same thing about him!)
    *
    ********************************************
    
    *** Dick Gumshoe profile *******************
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   Your face is more drawn out
    *   than the last time I saw you
    *   over a year ago.
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   R-Really?
    *   I thought so!
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   No, wait...
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   It's not so much "drawn out",
    *   as "weary and tired", or maybe
    *   just plain old "thin".
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   I thought that too, sir.
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   My salary's been kinda
    *   on the low end...
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   So yeah, my food options
    *   have been kinda non-existent.
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   Off-brand chicken soup,
    *   off-brand spaghetti, off-brand
    *   bread... That sort of stuff.
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   I thought you were really
    *   into instant noodles last
    *   year...?
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   ...I got really sick of the
    *   stuff after a while, sir.
    *
    ********************************************
    
    *** Larry Butz profile *********************
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   He's supposed to be Ms. Elise
    *   Deauxnim's apprentice or
    *   something.
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   ...I see.
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   Yeah, he drew a nice
    *   portrait of me.
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   ...That's nice.
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   But he made me pay
    *   him 50 cents for it.
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   ...I'm sorry about that.
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   ...
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   You don't seem very
    *   interested in him,
    *   Mr. Edgeworth.
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   ...I really don't want to talk
    *   about him. That's why.
    *
    ********************************************
    
    *** Iris profile ***************************
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   I feel like I've seen this
    *   girl somewhere before!
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   She wasn't from a prior
    *   case, was she?
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   Nope, can't be.
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   We did a database search
    *   with her fingerprints and
    *   came up with nothing.
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   I see...
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   (I just can't shake this
    *   nagging feeling...)
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   Well, everyone knows that you
    *   are quite popular with the
    *   ladies, sir...
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   Maybe she's an old girlfriend
    *   that you sent to Dumpsville
    *   when you were younger.
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   D-Detective!
    *   Where did you hear such
    *   nonsense from!?
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   I didn't hear it from anyone.
    *   It's just sorta how I imagine
    *   you to be... sir.
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   (...D-Do I really inspire this
    *   sort of frothing desire from
    *   the female masses?)
    *
    ********************************************
    
    *** Godot profile **************************
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   I usually hear about promising
    *   young prosecutor candidates
    *   while they're still in school.
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   But I've never seen or
    *   heard of this person.
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   I gotta admit...
    *   He's puzzling alright.
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   He just appeared one day,
    *   big mug of steaming coffee
    *   in his hand...
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   Hmm...
    *   He sounds like an interesting
    *   man...
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   Yeah... The whole prosecutor's
    *   office is really into double
    *   espresso macchiatos lately.
    *
    ********************************************
    
    *** Anything else **************************
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   Look, I'm just your everyday,
    *   simple detective.
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   Don't ask me such tough
    *   questions, OK?
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   ...That's not something to
    *   be proud of, Detective!
    *
    ********************************************
    
    MOVE TO: "Detention Center"
    
    -------------------------------------------------------------------------------
    
    February 8
    Detention Center
    Visitor's Room
    
    Edgeworth:
      (It looks like Iris is being
      interrogated right now.)
    
    Edgeworth:
      ...This place certainly
      brings back memories.
    
    Gumshoe:
      Oh yeah. Come to think of
      it, you got thrown in here
      once too, didn't you, sir?
    
    Gumshoe:
      But you know what?
      I've never been in jail
      a single time!
    
    Edgeworth:
      (I should think it's hard to
      land in jail when you're so
      harmless...)
    
    Edgeworth:
      Yes, well...
    
    Edgeworth:
      If you're in jail, you don't
      have to pay for your own
      meals, you know.
    
    Gumshoe:
      ...*gasp!*
    
    Gumshoe:
      ...
    
    Edgeworth:
      Don't get any funny
      ideas, Detective...!
    
    Gumshoe:
      ...Too late, I already did.
    
    Edgeworth:
      (In any case... I guess I'll
      have to come back here
      later...)
    
    --------------------------------------------
    
    EXAMINE
    -------
    
    +++ Surveillance camera ++++++++++++++++++++
    +
    + Edgeworth:
    +   That camera is meant to
    +   monitor everything that
    +   happens in here.
    +
    + Edgeworth:
    +   And right now, it's pointed
    +   straight at the guard.
    +
    ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
    
    +++ Guard ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
    +
    + Edgeworth:
    +   The guard is staring at me
    +   with a puzzled expression
    +   on his face.
    +
    + Edgeworth:
    +   Me... and the badge
    +   on my lapel.
    +
    + Edgeworth:
    +   ...I get the feeling he
    +   recognizes me.
    +
    ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
    
    MOVE TO: "Main Gate"
    
    -------------------------------------------------------------------------------
    
    February 8
    Hazakura Temple
    Main Gate
    
    Butz:
      Yo! Edgey!
      What took you so long!?
    
    Butz:
      I'm so cold, my brain's
      turned to sherbet.
    
    Edgeworth:
      ...I knew it was a mistake to
      race back to this country.
    
    Butz:
      Wh-What do you mean...?
    
    Edgeworth:
      Wright is going to be fine,
      and the case itself isn't
      anything unusual...
    
    Edgeworth:
      And I find myself taking a
      request to defend a woman
      accused of murder!
    
    Gumshoe:
      ...H-Hey! Wait a sec!
      Hold it!
      Objection!
    
    Gumshoe:
      What's going on here,
      Mr. Edgeworth!?
    
    Edgeworth:
      Um, it's hard to explain,
      but one thing led to
      another and...
    
    Butz:
      What kind of lame excuse
      is that!? And you call
      yourself a defense attorney!?
    
    Gumshoe:
      Prosecutor Edgeworth is a
      prosecutor, and that's why
      he's Prosecutor Edgeworth!
    
    Gumshoe:
      "Prosecutor Edgeworth, Defense
      Attorney" just sounds plain
      old weird, pal!
    
    Gumshoe:
      ...Right,
      Prosecutor Edgeworth!?
    
    Edgeworth:
      (...I'm not sure what role
      I'm supposed to be playing
      anymore.)
    
    Butz:
      Hmph! Dude, Edgey...
      I don't see you for
      a couple of years...
    
    Butz:
      ...and your heart turns
      to sherbet!
    
    Edgeworth:
      ...I'd say more like sorbet.
      It is rather cold here.
    
    Butz:
      Iris didn't murder her!
      Someone else did it!
    
    Butz:
      I just know it, OK!?
      So trust me on this one!
    
    Edgeworth:
      Ever the romantic,
      aren't you, Larry?
    
    Edgeworth:
      Nevertheless, I'll do
      whatever I can to prove
      her innocence.
    
    Edgeworth:
      (At least until I pass the
      baton on to Wright, that is.)
    
    --------------------------------------------
    
    EXAMINE
    -------
    
    +++ The gate +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
    +
    + Edgeworth:
    +   This gate looks quite old;
    +   strong enough to resist
    +   the weight of time.
    +
    + Gumshoe:
    +   That's the Mr. Edgeworth I
    +   know! You got a real flair for
    +   words, sir!
    +
    + Edgeworth:
    +   I have always appreciated
    +   this kind of old, timeless
    +   elegance.
    +
    + Gumshoe:
    +   That's exactly how I
    +   feel, too!
    +
    + Gumshoe:
    +   Take this coat for example!
    +   Like a fine wine, it gets
    +   better with age!
    +
    + Edgeworth:
    +   Even fine wine turns to
    +   vinegar and begins to stink
    +   at some point.
    +
    + Edgeworth:
    +   ...I suggest you wash that
    +   atrocious rag you call a
    +   coat, Detective.
    +
    ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
    
    +++ The Main Hall ++++++++++++++++++++++++++
    +
    + Edgeworth:
    +   That must be the Main Hall
    +   back there.
    +
    + Gumshoe:
    +   A brilliant deduction, sir!
    +
    + Edgeworth:
    +   ............
    +
    + Edgeworth:
    +   Are you trying to flatter me,
    +   Detective Gumshoe?
    +
    + Gumshoe:
    +   Umm...
    +   A brilliant use of suspense
    +   to build the tension, sir!
    +
    + Edgeworth:
    +   (According to Wright, the head
    +   nun has some important
    +   information.)
    +
    + Edgeworth:
    +   (I can't miss the opportunity
    +   to speak with her...)
    +
    ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
    
    +++ Bell tower +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
    +
    + Edgeworth:
    +   I can see a small bell tower
    +   from here.
    +
    + Gumshoe:
    +   Hey, that just reminded me!
    +   There's something I've
    +   always wondered about...
    +
    + Edgeworth:
    +   (Something tells me he's going
    +   to tell me what's on his mind,
    +   whether I like it or not...)
    +
    + Gumshoe:
    +   We call a person who tells
    +   a lie a "liar", right?
    +
    + Gumshoe:
    +   So why don't we call a
    +   person who rings a bell
    +   a "beller"?
    +
    + Gumshoe:
    +   Or "truer" for a guy who tells
    +   the truth! Oh man, I'm not
    +   gonna get any sleep tonight!
    +
    + Edgeworth:
    +   (I had no idea he was
    +   such a deep thinker...)
    +
    ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
    
    +++ Snowmobile +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
    +
    + Edgeworth:
    +   I suppose this type of thing
    +   is necessary up here in the
    +   mountains.
    +
    + Gumshoe:
    +   Say, this just gave me a
    +   great idea!
    +
    + Edgeworth:
    +   (Something tells me he's going
    +   to tell me what's on his mind,
    +   whether I like it or not...)
    +
    + Gumshoe:
    +   I've got an idea for a brand
    +   new invention! It might even
    +   make me rich!
    +
    + Edgeworth:
    +   An invention...?
    +
    + Gumshoe:
    +   Yeah! A car that can
    +   travel on snow!
    +   I'll call it a "Snow Car"!
    +
    + Edgeworth:
    +   ...
    +
    + Gumshoe:
    +   So what do you think, sir?
    +   Would you go for a ride
    +   on something like that?
    +
    + Edgeworth:
    +   ...Only after you take the
    +   first 1000 test rides.
    +
    ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
    
    
    TALK (TO BUTZ)
    --------------
    
    >>> Iris >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
    >
    > Butz:
    >   Man, I'm telling you.
    >   Iris is so cute!
    >
    > Butz:
    >   Right, Edgey?
    >   You think so too, don't you?
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   ...
    >
    > Butz:
    >   What's wrong?
    >   Why are you so quiet?
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   To put it simply...
    >   Your comment has me
    >   highly concerned.
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   Could it be that the reason
    >   you think she's innocent...
    >
    > Butz:
    >   Come on! A girl that cute
    >   can't possibly be a murderer!
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   ...
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   ...I was right after all.
    >   I should never have come back.
    >
    > Butz:
    >   No, no! Don't worry!
    >   I see things for how they
    >   really are this time! Honest!
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   (If I had a penny for every
    >   time he's said that...)
    >
    > Butz:
    >   It's just that...
    >   Well, Iris is a delicate
    >   flower.
    >
    > Butz:
    >   You can't force things
    >   too much. Know what
    >   I mean?
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   Huh...?
    >   I have no idea what you're
    >   talking about, Larry.
    >
    > Butz:
    >   Oh.
    >   ...Ah! Err. Forget it.
    >   I didn't say anything...
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   ...?
    >
    >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
    
    >>> The night of the crime >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   Larry, where were you and what
    >   were you doing on the night
    >   of the crime?
    >
    > Butz:
    >   ...
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   Larry...?
    >
    > Butz:
    >   What...!?
    >   Don't tell me...
    >
    > Butz:
    >   You think I might have
    >   done it!?
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   Wh-What...?
    >
    > Butz:
    >   Get lost! Go back on your
    >   chartered jet and get out
    >   of my sight, you creep!
    >
    > Butz:
    >   ...And I hope your plane
    >   crashes and you die!
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   ...
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   I'll ask just one more time.
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   On the night of the murder,
    >   where were you and what
    >   were you doing?
    >
    > *3 PSYCHE-LOCKS*
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   (As I suspected...
    >   a Psycholock!)
    >
    > Butz:
    >   I'm sorry, man! You know me,
    >   I just don't remember!
    >
    > Butz:
    >   My short-term memory
    >   is a wreck, dude!
    >
    >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
    
    (After the Psyche-Locks appeared)
    
    >>> The night of the crime >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   I need all the information
    >   I can get if Iris is to have
    >   any hope of being acquitted.
    >
    > Butz:
    >   B-But I've got nothing to
    >   do with any of this!
    >
    > Butz:
    >   I'm just a 25 year old
    >   jobless bum trying to
    >   be an apprentice artist!
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   (If that's what you think,
    >   then get a job already!)
    >
    > Butz:
    >   D-Don't look at me like that!
    >   I thought we were pals!
    >
    > *3 PSYCHE-LOCKS*
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   If we're friends then I'd
    >   appreciate it if you wouldn't
    >   hide the truth from me!
    >
    > Butz:
    >   Hmph, well... Sure...
    >   It's like, you know!
    >   See what I'm saying?
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   (...I have no idea what
    >   you're blathering about.)
    >
    >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
    
    
    PRESENT (TO BUTZ)
    -----------------
    
    *** Attorney's Badge ***********************
    *
    * Butz:
    *   Come to think of it, when
    *   you were a kid, you were
    *   always saying,
    *
    * Butz:
    *   "When I grow up, I want to be
    *   a lawyer and defend people,"
    *   or something like that.
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   ...That was a long time ago.
    *
    * Butz:
    *   But see, now you've got the
    *   chance to follow your
    *   boyhood dream for a day!
    *
    * Butz:
    *   Edgey! You've gotta do it!
    *   You gotta save my little Iris!
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   ...
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   (Grr... This is exactly why
    *   I hate childhood friends...)
    *
    ********************************************
    
    *** Photo of Elise or Elise Deauxnim profile ***
    *
    * Butz:
    *   ...I still can't believe it.
    *   She was such a great person...
    *
    * Butz:
    *   But! Someone's pinning this
    *   murder on my sweet little
    *   Iris!
    *
    * Butz:
    *   Edgey! Please!
    *   I'm counting on you!
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   Well... Frankly, I was hoping
    *   you could give me a little
    *   more than that.
    *
    * Butz:
    *   ...Errr. Well then...
    *
    * Butz:
    *   I got it! I'll draw you a
    *   portrait! How about that!?
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   ...
    *   Since you're kind enough
    *   to offer... alright.
    *
    ********************************************
    
    *** Phoenix Wright profile *****************
    *
    * Butz:
    *   He was a good guy...
    *   A real pal to the end.
    *
    * Butz:
    *   When I look back now, I have
    *   nothing but good memories.
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   What's with the past tense?
    *   He's not dead, you know!
    *
    * Butz:
    *   Yeah, you're right.
    *   Anyway, the guy owes me.
    *   After all, I saved his life.
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   What is that supposed
    *   to mean?
    *
    * Butz:
    *   If I hadn't called for help
    *   so quickly, he would have
    *   died.
    *
    * Butz:
    *   It's no surprise though. I
    *   used to be a security guard.
    *   It was all instinct, baby!
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   (He has a point... He called
    *   me pretty quickly, too...)
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   (I think Larry's pretty good
    *   at motivating people.)
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   (I just wish he would try
    *   motivating himself once
    *   in a while!)
    *
    ********************************************
    
    *** Larry Butz profile *********************
    *
    * Butz:
    *   Huh? Me? All you have to
    *   know is to remember not to
    *   call me "Larry" anymore.
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   What...?
    *
    * Butz:
    *   I'm a new person now.
    *   I've been reborn...
    *   as Laurice Deauxnim!
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   ...
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   Alright, fine.
    *   Let me ask you something
    *   else then, Larry.
    *
    * Butz:
    *   Call me "Laurice"!!
    *   If you don't...
    *
    * Butz:
    *   ...then I'll call you...
    *   I'll call you...
    *   "Milise Deauxnim"!
    *
    ********************************************
    
    *** Iris profile ***************************
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   I have a feeling that
    *   she's hiding something...
    *
    * Butz:
    *   Could be... After all, she's
    *   shy and gets embarrassed
    *   pretty easily.
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   ...I don't think that has
    *   anything to do with it.
    *
    * Butz:
    *   Why not?
    *   Look, I know all about this
    *   kind of thing.
    *
    * Butz:
    *   C'mon Edgey... You were a guy
    *   once! Lots of girls are like
    *   Iris. You know I'm right!
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   Well, you most certainly seem
    *   to have convinced yourself!
    *
    * Butz:
    *   Man, I love shy girls like
    *   her! It-It's just so... cute!
    *   You know what I mean?
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   (Still doesn't listen to
    *   others, I see... I guess some
    *   people just never change.)
    *
    ********************************************
    
    *** Anything else **************************
    *
    * Butz:
    *   Hey, I know I may not look
    *   like it, but I'm an artist.
    *
    * Butz:
    *   I refuse to look at anything
    *   that doesn't have a radiant
    *   or beautiful motif.
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   (...He didn't even give it
    *   a glance.)
    *
    ********************************************
    
    MOVE TO: "Main Hall"
    
    -------------------------------------------------------------------------------
    
    February 8
    Hazakura Temple
    Main Hall
    
    Bikini:
      *sigh*
    
    Gumshoe:
      Hey! Hello there!
      Um, so how are you feeling?
    
    Bikini:
      Alright, I suppose.
      ...Huh? Who is this?
    
    Edgeworth:
      I... My name is...
      Miles Edgeworth.
    
    Bikini:
      My my my.
      A handsome boy such as
      yourself is always welcome!
    
    Bikini:
      *sigh*
      If circumstances weren't
      so tragic, I might just...
    
    Edgeworth:
      (Please don't call me "boy".)
      I'm sorry to trouble you...
    
    Edgeworth:
      But I'm looking for a
      woman in a bikini.
    
    Bikini:
      Well, you have found her.
      Now, what can I do for you?
    
    Edgeworth:
      ...
    
    Edgeworth:
      I'm sorry, but I don't see
      any bikinis...
    
    Bikini:
      Ha ha ha!
      If you ask nicely, I might
      give you a peek, big boy.
    
    Bikini:
      Wa ha ha ho ho ho!
    
    Gumshoe:
      Umm... Mr. Edgeworth?
    
    Gumshoe:
      This is the head nun,
      Sister Bikini... She's the
      witness.
    
    Edgeworth:
      ...
    
    Edgeworth:
      Why didn't you tell me that
      earlier!?
    
    Edgeworth:
      This is exactly why your
      salary keeps on getting cut!
    
    Gumshoe:
      Nngh...
      My stomach is already growling
      in protest...
    
    Bikini:
      So... Um... What's the latest
      about my beloved Iris!?
    
    Edgeworth:
      Well, first...
      I want to hear what you know.
    
    --------------------------------------------
    
    EXAMINE
    -------
    
    +++ Walls/Sliding doors ++++++++++++++++++++
    +
    + Edgeworth:
    +   There's flowing script
    +   written everywhere on
    +   the walls.
    +
    + Gumshoe:
    +   Man, I'd bet you'd have awful
    +   nightmares if you tried to
    +   sleep in here.
    +
    + Bikini:
    +   This is our Main Hall, so it's
    +   protected by a variety of
    +   magic spells and charms...
    +
    + Bikini:
    +   They're all designed to
    +   prevent evil forces from
    +   entering.
    +
    + Gumshoe:
    +   So if I slept here the uggie-
    +   woogie-boogieman wouldn't hunt
    +   me down for eternity? Alright!
    +
    + Edgeworth:
    +   (Does this guy think about
    +   anything other than eating
    +   and sleeping...?)
    +
    ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
    
    +++ Stuff on the floor +++++++++++++++++++++
    +
    + Gumshoe:
    +   Oh! It's a warmed cat box!
    +   But where are all the cats?
    +
    + Edgeworth:
    +   ...It's called a "hibachi".
    +   It's for heating the room.
    +
    + Gumshoe:
    +   Oh! Look at all these ancient
    +   straw frisbees!
    +
    + Edgeworth:
    +   Those are a type of "zabuton"
    +   cushions called "enza"!
    +
    + Gumshoe:
    +   ...
    +
    + Gumshoe:
    +   Why are you giving me
    +   such a hard time?
    +   Huh, Mr. Edgeworth? Why?
    +
    + Edgeworth:
    +   Because learning something new
    +   might actually be a good thing
    +   for you, Detective!
    +
    ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
    
    +++ Altar ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
    +
    + Edgeworth:
    +   It's an altar with a giant
    +   Magatama enshrined on it.
    +
    + Gumshoe:
    +   There are lots of candles
    +   lined up on it, too.
    +
    + Gumshoe:
    +   You know...
    +
    + Gumshoe:
    +   I haven't had a birthday party
    +   for myself in a while...
    +
    + Edgeworth:
    +   Maybe you should blow out
    +   those candles over there to
    +   make up for that.
    +
    + Gumshoe:
    +   Mr. Edgeworth?
    +   Would you mind singing
    +   "Happy Birthday" to me?
    +
    + Bikini:
    +   S-Stop that! Cut that out!
    +   Please don't blow out the
    +   altar candles!
    +
    ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
    
    +++ Large Magatama on the altar ++++++++++++
    +
    + Edgeworth:
    +   ...That thing sure casts a
    +   strong presence over the
    +   whole room.
    +
    + Bikini:
    +   This is the "Lesser Magatama".
    +   It's a precious heirloom
    +   containing a great many souls.
    +
    + Gumshoe:
    +   Huh...!?
    +   This is "lesser"!? What is
    +   the "greater" one like?
    +
    + Bikini:
    +   The "Greater Magatama"
    +   is displayed in the Main
    +   Room of Fey Manor.
    +
    + Bikini:
    +   It was supposed to be
    +   shown at the Treasures
    +   of Kurain exhibit...
    +
    + Bikini:
    +   But, it was so large that
    +   they couldn't bring it
    +   through the doors.
    +
    ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
    
    +++ Left corner near the altar +++++++++++++
    +
    + Edgeworth:
    +   (There are more enza cushions
    +   in the corner of the room.)
    +
    + Edgeworth:
    +   ...What's that white piece of
    +   paper sticking out from under
    +   that stack...?
    +
    + Gumshoe:
    +   Hmm... Beats me.
    +
    + Edgeworth:
    +   Would you mind checking that
    +   for me, Detective Gumshoe?
    +
    + Gumshoe:
    +   Y-Yes, sir!
    +
    + Gumshoe:
    +   Here you are, Mr. Edgeworth!
    +
    + Edgeworth:
    +   It looks like an old
    +   manila envelope...
    +
    + Gumshoe:
    +   Eeeeeeeeeeaaaah!!
    +
    + Edgeworth:
    +   ...What is it, Detective?
    +
    + Gumshoe:
    +   Th-This...
    +
    + Gumshoe:
    +   This could be it!
    +   An ultra important clue!
    +   A super-special clue!
    +
    + Edgeworth:
    +   ...I suppose I should read
    +   it myself then.
    +
    + Gumshoe:
    +   It looks like a letter
    +   addressed to Sister Iris.
    +
    + Gumshoe:
    +   "tonight at 10 at Heavenly
    +   Hall. ... ...unless you want
    +   your 'secret' to be exposed."
    +
    + Edgeworth:
    +   Th-This sounds like
    +   a blackmail letter...!
    +
    + *Note to Iris added
    + to the Court Record.*
    +
    + Gumshoe:
    +   Nice going there,
    +   Mr. Edgeworth!
    +
    + Gumshoe:
    +   Why can't I ever find
    +   clues like that!?
    +
    + Gumshoe:
    +   You're an ultra-important
    +   prosecutor!!
    +   A super-duper prosecutor!
    +
    + Edgeworth:
    +   Well, I suppose it takes a
    +   super-duper kind of dumb to
    +   miss a clue like this.
    +
    ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
    
    +++ Left corner near the altar (again) +++++
    +
    + Edgeworth:
    +   (There are more enza cushions
    +   in the corner of the room.)
    +
    + Gumshoe:
    +   Nice going there,
    +   Mr. Edgeworth!
    +
    + Gumshoe:
    +   Why can't I ever find
    +   clues like that!?
    +
    + Gumshoe:
    +   You're an ultra-important
    +   prosecutor!!
    +   A super-duper prosecutor!
    +
    + Edgeworth:
    +   Well, I suppose it takes a
    +   super-duper kind of dumb to
    +   miss a clue like this.
    +
    ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
    
    
    TALK (TO BIKINI)
    ----------------
    
    >>> The night of the crime >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   First, I'd like to ask you
    >   about last night.
    >
    > Bikini:
    >   Well, last night... we had an
    >   acolyte here for training.
    >
    > Bikini:
    >   After dinner, the two of us
    >   went to the Training Hall in
    >   the Inner Temple.
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   (She must be talking about
    >   Maya...)
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   Approximately what time
    >   was that...?
    >
    > Bikini:
    >   I suppose it was about 9:00
    >   when we left here.
    >
    > Bikini:
    >   Training lasts all night long.
    >   It's extremely exhausting.
    >
    > Bikini:
    >   The channeling dojo's Head Nun
    >   must be in attendance at all
    >   times to keep watch.
    >
    > Gumshoe:
    >   Wow, you're right!
    >   That does sound exhausting!
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   Detective, this is no time
    >   for flattery.
    >
    > Gumshoe:
    >   Sorry.
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   Some time around 11:00,
    >   you witnessed the incident
    >   in the courtyard.
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   But your duty was in
    >   the Inner Temple.
    >   Why did you come back here?
    >
    > Bikini:
    >   Hmm... The way you're staring
    >   at me, I'm starting to get
    >   goosebumps! Ha ha ha ho ho!
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   (Nngh... I'm starting to get
    >   goosebumps myself, but for
    >   a decidedly different reason.)
    >
    > Gumshoe:
    >   Ho ho, you get the chills
    >   pretty easy, don't you
    >   Mr. Edgeworth?
    >
    >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
    
    >>> What you saw >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   Alright then... I'd like you
    >   to tell me exactly what
    >   you saw in the courtyard.
    >
    > Bikini:
    >   It must have been past 11:00.
    >
    > Bikini:
    >   Ah! No!
    >   I can't say it! It-It's too
    >   much for my poor heart!
    >
    > Gumshoe:
    >   Hey! Calm down, lady!
    >   L-Let go of my tie!
    >
    > Bikini:
    >   ...I saw two people!
    >   One of them was lying
    >   on the ground...
    >
    > Bikini:
    >   Th-The other one was
    >   stabbing her from the back...
    >   with a sword!
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   Did you see this criminal
    >   with your own eyes?
    >
    > Bikini:
    >   I didn't want to believe what
    >   I was seeing...!
    >   ...But it was Iris!
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   You must have been quite
    >   shocked.
    >
    > Gumshoe:
    >   Of course she was!
    >   Try putting yourself
    >   in her shoes!
    >
    > Gumshoe:
    >   It'd be like if you were
    >   stabbing Mr. Wright smack in
    >   the middle of a courtroom!
    >
    > Gumshoe:
    >   And I happened to witness it
    >   from the witness stand!
    >
    > Gumshoe:
    >   ...I'd be pretty shocked too.
    >
    > Bikini:
    >   I know it sounds insane...
    >   But that's what I saw.
    >
    > Bikini:
    >   And when I finally realized
    >   what I was seeing, I screamed,
    >   and then... I passed out.
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   (...Unfortunately for us, her
    >   testimony seems to be pretty
    >   solid.)
    >
    > Bikini:
    >   However...
    >
    > Bikini:
    >   The idea of Iris doing such a
    >   foul act seems... unnatural.
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   "Unnatural"...?
    >
    > Bikini:
    >   The girl I know simply
    >   isn't capable of this sort
    >   of foulness...
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   (...I wonder what she means
    >   by that?)
    >
    >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
    
    >>> Why return? >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   As the head nun, it's your
    >   duty to stay with the acolyte
    >   at all times, correct?
    >
    > Bikini:
    >   Yes, that's correct.
    >
    > Bikini:
    >   I know I may look strong,
    >   but the truth is...
    >   I've got a bad lower back.
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   A bad lower back...?
    >
    > Bikini:
    >   Yes, it's especially bad
    >   in the winter. So bad that
    >   I can't even lift a bucket.
    >
    > Bikini:
    >   Do you remember how cold
    >   it was last night? My bad back
    >   felt as stiff as frozen glass.
    >
    > Bikini:
    >   I just wanted to take a
    >   nice hot bath to ease
    >   my aching back...
    >
    > Bikini:
    >   That's why I returned
    >   to the Main Hall.
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   So you left the disciple
    >   all alone?
    >
    > Bikini:
    >   Don't be ridiculous!
    >   I would never do that!
    >
    > Bikini:
    >   That's why I ordered Iris to
    >   the Inner Temple after she had
    >   rung the bell for lights out.
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   (Yes, but she never went
    >   to the Inner Temple, did
    >   she?)
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   (Did this head nun even
    >   see Iris?)
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   (I think I'd better try
    >   to get some more details...)
    >
    >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
    
    >>> The acolyte >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   So who is this acolyte
    >   that was to train at the
    >   Inner Temple...?
    >
    > Bikini:
    >   Her name is Maya Fey...
    >   I treated her very badly,
    >   I'm ashamed to say.
    >
    > Bikini:
    >   And after she went through the
    >   trouble of signing up for the
    >   Special Course...
    >
    > Gumshoe:
    >   "Special Course"?
    >
    > Bikini:
    >   It's a training session where
    >   you sit on a block of spirit
    >   ice and chant 30,000 times...
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   You don't mean to tell me
    >   she's still doing that over at
    >   the Inner Temple, do you?
    >
    > Bikini:
    >   No, no, no. Of course not!
    >   You don't have to worry
    >   about that one little bit.
    >
    > Bikini:
    >   Last night, we still hadn't
    >   started the training session
    >   itself.
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   Well, um...
    >   That's good to hear.
    >
    > Bikini:
    >   ...Oh! Dear, dear!
    >   There's one thing I
    >   forgot to tell you.
    >
    > Gumshoe:
    >   ...Uh-oh, I don't think I like
    >   the sound of this.
    >
    > Bikini:
    >   Do you know that small girl?
    >   I believe she is Mystic Maya's
    >   little sister.
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   (Maya has a little sister...?)
    >
    > Gumshoe:
    >   Oh, you mean little Pearl!
    >   That's Maya Fey's cousin.
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   Little... Pearl...?
    >
    > Bikini:
    >   I thought she was going to
    >   visit Mystic Elise after
    >   cleaning up dinner...
    >
    > Bikini:
    >   But I haven't seen her
    >   at all since late last night!
    >   She's nowhere to be found!
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   Y-You mean she...!?
    >   She was with the victim!?
    >
    > Bikini:
    >   It's all the fault of my
    >   stupid, creaky old back!
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   (A little girl who was with
    >   the victim on the night of the
    >   murder... is gone!)
    >
    > Gumshoe:
    >   As they say...
    >   "The plot thickens!"
    >
    >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
    
    
    PRESENT (TO BIKINI)
    -------------------
    
    *** Magatama *******************************
    *
    * Bikini:
    *   Th-That's...!
    *
    * Bikini:
    *   That's one of the Fey clan's
    *   very own Magatamas!
    *
    * Bikini:
    *   That's a priceless treasure
    *   you've got there!
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   W...Wow! I'm impressed, sir!
    *   You never fail to surprise
    *   me!
    *
    * Bikini:
    *   Yes... You don't look it,
    *   but now I can see you're a
    *   real fan of the occult!
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   Excuse me?
    *
    * Bikini:
    *   Oh, of course this piece
    *   couldn't possibly be real, but
    *   to have such a nice replica...
    *
    * Bikini:
    *   Clearly, you are a big fan of
    *   the Kurain Tradition!
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   W...Wow! I'm impressed, sir!
    *   You never fail to surprise
    *   me!
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   (I should have known better
    *   than to show this thing
    *   around...)
    *
    ********************************************
    
    *** Hanging Scroll *************************
    *
    * Bikini:
    *   Huh... Ahh!
    *   Well, well, well...
    *   Look what you've found!
    *
    * Bikini:
    *   That's the Master of the
    *   Kurain Channeling Technique,
    *   Mystic Misty Fey!
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   "Fey"...
    *
    * Bikini:
    *   It's been nearly 20 years
    *   since Mystic Misty's
    *   disappearance.
    *
    * Bikini:
    *   Apparently, she intended to
    *   pass on the Master title to
    *   her daughter.
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   Who is this daughter?
    *
    * Bikini:
    *   Well, I myself am part
    *   of a branch family of
    *   the Fey clan.
    *
    * Bikini:
    *   But even I am not privy to
    *   information concerning the
    *   main family...
    *
    ********************************************
    
    *** Iris's Hood ****************************
    *
    * Bikini:
    *   Well, well, well!
    *   That's a Demon-Warding Hood!
    *
    * Bikini:
    *   Acolytes are highly
    *   susceptible to possession
    *   by evil spirits, you know.
    *
    * Bikini:
    *   That's why we always wear
    *   these for protection.
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   Oh, I see...
    *
    * Bikini:
    *   What are you waiting for?
    *   You won't get any protection
    *   just by holding it, you know!
    *
    * Bikini:
    *   Put it on already!
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   No! I can't...!
    *   I was just...!
    *
    * Bikini:
    *   ...
    *   Ha ha ha ho ho ho!
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   Ho ho ho!
    *   It's like it was made just
    *   for you, Mr. Edgeworth!
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   What do you mean by
    *   that, Detective!?
    *
    * Bikini:
    *   It looks absolutely marvelous!
    *   You've just got to keep it
    *   on for a while!
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   (Is this some sort of divine
    *   retribution...?)
    *
    ********************************************
    
    *** "Oh! Cult!" New Year's Issue ***********
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   About this picture...
    *
    * Bikini:
    *   Well look at that!
    *   I look pretty s-to-the-exy,
    *   don't you think!?
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   Um, ah... Y-Yeah.
    *   Absolutely.
    *
    * Bikini:
    *   Up until recently, we've
    *   avoided exposure in such
    *   magazines.
    *
    * Bikini:
    *   But this time we had
    *   our reasons...
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   Is that so?
    *   For exampl--?
    *
    * Bikini:
    *   Ha ha ha ha ha!!!
    *   Well, why deny the world the
    *   sight of such a lovely face!?
    *
    ********************************************
    
    *** Photo of Elise or Elise Deauxnim profile ***
    *
    * Bikini:
    *   ...Ohhhh!
    *
    * Bikini:
    *   H-How could such a...
    *   terrible thing have
    *   happened...?
    *
    * Bikini:
    *   It's all... It's all...
    *   It's all my fault!
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   Well come on, lady...
    *   I don't think you need to
    *   take all the blame yourself.
    *
    * Bikini:
    *   Quiet! What do you
    *   know anyway!?
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   ...Ouch. You're scary!
    *
    * Bikini:
    *   With that stupid 5 o'clock
    *   shadow and that stupid
    *   old coat of yours...
    *
    * Bikini:
    *   It's too bad that you weren't
    *   the one that disappeared!
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   ...
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   ...Why does she have to take
    *   it all out on me?
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   (Her anger does seem
    *   a little... manufactured.)
    *
    ********************************************
    
    *** Note to Iris ***************************
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   Do you know anything about
    *   this old, crumpled-up letter?
    *
    * Bikini:
    *   ...
    *   Is that addressed to Iris?
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   Yup, it clearly says
    *   "To Iris" on it.
    *
    * Bikini:
    *   I can't believe it...
    *   That girl doesn't have
    *   any secrets from me...
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   (Ah... So Sister Bikini
    *   didn't know anything
    *   about it...)
    *
    ********************************************
    
    *** Phoenix Wright profile *****************
    *
    * Bikini:
    *   This man... His face betrays
    *   a life of suffering and great
    *   weariness of the world.
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   ...Um, sure.
    *
    * Bikini:
    *   But even so... I can't
    *   believe this guy actually
    *   jumped into the river!
    *
    * Bikini:
    *   Think of all the fun things
    *   he might have enjoyed if
    *   he had just lived...
    *
    * Bikini:
    *   Relentless spiritual training
    *   alone is no way to lead a
    *   complete life, huh...
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   ...
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   (It sounds like she's got
    *   some major regrets she's
    *   dealing with...)
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   (Hmm... Perhaps I should let
    *   Gumshoe explain Wright's
    *   situation to her for me...)
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   H-Hey! Don't look at me
    *   like that! Do you own
    *   dirty work! ...Sir!
    *
    ********************************************
    
    *** Larry Butz profile *********************
    *
    * Bikini:
    *   This is Mystic Elise's
    *   apprentice, is it not?
    *
    * Bikini:
    *   I think he might have a bit
    *   of a crush on me...
    *   Sweet boy at any rate.
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   Huh?
    *
    * Bikini:
    *   Oh, I don't blame him.
    *   Sister Bikini understands the
    *   temptations of young men.
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   ...Sure.
    *
    * Bikini:
    *   But I'm afraid it wouldn't be
    *   proper to abuse my position.
    *   I am head nun, after all.
    *
    * Bikini:
    *   But, in return, I did allow
    *   him to draw a portrait of me.
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   (I pray it was a pose
    *   that maintained your modesty.
    *   For everyone's sake...)
    *
    ********************************************
    
    *** Iris profile ***************************
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   You said you went with Maya
    *   to the Training Hall in the
    *   Inner Temple last night.
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   Did you happen to see
    *   Iris while you were there?
    *
    * Bikini:
    *   Of course I saw her.
    *
    * Bikini:
    *   I told her to meet us after
    *   ringing the 10:00 bell for
    *   lights out.
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   So you're saying Iris came
    *   to the Inner Temple then?
    *
    * Bikini:
    *   Of course she did.
    *   Iris has always been a good,
    *   obedient girl.
    *
    * Bikini:
    *   After that, I had Maya begin
    *   her training ceremony.
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   (But that doesn't fit
    *   with Iris's story at all...)
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   (She said that she never
    *   went to the Inner Temple!)
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   As they say...
    *   "The plot thickens!"
    *
    ********************************************
    
    *** Bikini profile *************************
    *
    * Bikini:
    *   It's all my fault...
    *   Me and my stupid back!
    *
    * Bikini:
    *   Mystic Elise has been
    *   murdered, an important
    *   acolyte is trapped...
    *
    * Bikini:
    *   ...and a little girl has been
    *   lost!
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   You know you really
    *   shouldn't be so negative.
    *   It creates bad karma...
    *
    * Bikini:
    *   ...Quite right.
    *   I need to do some more
    *   training myself, I think...
    *
    ********************************************
    
    *** Maya Fey profile ***********************
    *
    * Bikini:
    *   She's a very important
    *   visitor, you know!
    *   An honored acolyte!
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   "Honored"?
    *   How so?
    *
    * Bikini:
    *   The Fey name is synonymous
    *   with the Kurain Channeling
    *   Technique.
    *
    * Bikini:
    *   Therefore, she must be a
    *   spirit medium of great power
    *   indeed.
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   Now that you mention it,
    *   one year ago...
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   ...there was a case that was
    *   about the Master of the Kurain
    *   Channeling Technique!
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   ...Detective.
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   I detest talk of supernatural
    *   drivel. I suppose now you'll
    *   say she has midi-chlorians?
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   Ho ho ho.
    *   So it gives you the creeps,
    *   huh, Mr. Edgeworth?
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   (...That's got nothing
    *   to do with it.)
    *
    ********************************************
    
    *** Pearl Fey profile **********************
    *
    * Bikini:
    *   Oh, this poor girl...
    *   Where could she have gone...?
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   Well, we checked out her
    *   home and she's not there.
    *
    * Bikini:
    *   And she's nowhere in
    *   the vicinity of the temple
    *   either...
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   (Which means...)
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   (...there's only a few other
    *   possibilities as to where she
    *   could be.)
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   Ah! Do you think maybe she
    *   fell off the bridge and was
    *   carried downstream...!?
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   ...
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   Why do you have to be such a
    *   pessimist, Detective!?
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   Nngh... I was just trying to
    *   think like you, Mr. Edgeworth.
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   (Ironic. I became a pessimist
    *   only after I had the pleasure
    *   of working with you!)
    *
    ********************************************
    
    *** Anything else **************************
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   Umm, about this here...
    *
    * Bikini:
    *   Hmm...
    *   Let me see...
    *
    * Bikini:
    *   Well, as you may know...
    *   In order to see reality for
    *   what it truly is...
    *
    * Bikini:
    *   ...we strive to break our
    *   attachments to much of
    *   the transient, material realm.
    *
    * Bikini:
    *   I guess you could call me
    *   an "immaterial girl"!
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   I guess she lives in an
    *   immaterial world, huh
    *   Mr. Edgeworth?
    *
    ********************************************
    
    MOVE TO: "Courtyard"
    
    -------------------------------------------------------------------------------
    
    February 8
    Hazakura Temple
    Courtyard
    
    Gumshoe:
      And this is where the
      murder took place, sir!
    
    Gumshoe:
      Other than removing the body,
      we left everything else
      untouched!
    
    Edgeworth:
      Thanks, Detective.
      I'll just have a look around.
    
    Edgeworth:
      (It looks like the police are
      still investigating...)
    
    Gumshoe:
      Oh yeah, by the way...
      I thought I'd better ask,
      just to be sure...
    
    Gumshoe:
      Are you really gonna
      defend that nun, Iris, at
      the trial tomorrow?
    
    Edgeworth:
      Yes, I will... I gave her my
      word and now I must follow
      through with my commitments.
    
    Gumshoe:
      Well, in that case...
      I've gotta be careful...
    
    Gumshoe:
      Gotta make sure I don't
      leak the prosecution's
      whole investigation...
    
    Edgeworth:
      Don't worry about it,
      Detective.
    
    Edgeworth:
      Just keep your mouth closed
      and I think most of it will
      flow out on its own.
    
    Gumshoe:
      ...
    
    Gumshoe:
      Roger, sir!
      I know exactly what
      you're saying!
    
    Edgeworth:
      Very well, Detective...
      (Thankfully his diarrhea of
      the mouth is permanent...)
    
    --------------------------------------------
    
    EXAMINE
    -------
    
    +++ Lantern on the left ++++++++++++++++++++
    +
    + Edgeworth:
    +   It's a lantern... I suppose
    +   they light it at night.
    +
    + Gumshoe:
    +   There's something elegant
    +   about the light of a fire.
    +
    + Gumshoe:
    +   At the end of each month,
    +   I always like to relax in
    +   my room by candlelight.
    +
    + Edgeworth:
    +   Detective...
    +   Can you not afford to pay
    +   your electricity bill...?
    +
    + Gumshoe:
    +   ...How did you know?
    +
    ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
    
    +++ The staff on the snow ++++++++++++++++++
    +
    + Edgeworth:
    +   What's this...?
    +   It looks like a wizard's
    +   staff.
    +
    + Gumshoe:
    +   That belonged to the victim,
    +   Ms. Elise Deauxnim.
    +
    + Gumshoe:
    +   There's nothing strange or
    +   magical about it.
    +
    + Gumshoe:
    +   ...Oh yeah!
    +   Listen, this is just
    +   between us, OK sir?
    +
    + Edgeworth:
    +   Yes... What?
    +
    + Gumshoe:
    +   This is top-secret stuff!
    +   Don't tell anyone about this.
    +
    + Edgeworth:
    +   ...Alright.
    +
    + Gumshoe:
    +   The truth is...
    +   When I was a kid...
    +   I wanted to be a wizard!
    +
    + Edgeworth:
    +   ...
    +
    + Gumshoe:
    +   ......
    +
    + Edgeworth:
    +   That's it?
    +   That's what you wanted
    +   to tell me?
    +
    + Gumshoe:
    +   That's it.
    +
    + Edgeworth:
    +   (This staff was made from
    +   a very strong kind of wood...)
    +
    + Edgeworth:
    +   ...What about fingerprints?
    +   Were there any on it?
    +
    + Gumshoe:
    +   Just the victim's.
    +
    + *Victim's Staff added
    + to the Court Record.*
    +
    ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
    
    +++ Ami Fey statue +++++++++++++++++++++++++
    +
    + Edgeworth:
    +   So the sword from this
    +   gold statue is actually
    +   the murder weapon?
    +
    + Gumshoe:
    +   It sure is. It's called a
    +   "Shichishito" by the way.
    +   Nasty piece of work, sir.
    +
    + Edgeworth:
    +   There's still blood on it...
    +   I suppose this is the
    +   victim's blood?
    +
    + Gumshoe:
    +   Yup. It's all over the blade.
    +   And speaking of "all
    +   over the blade"...
    +
    + Gumshoe:
    +   There are fingerprints
    +   all over the hilt of the
    +   Shichishito, too.
    +
    + Edgeworth:
    +   Fingerprints...?
    +
    + Gumshoe:
    +   Naturally they match the
    +   prints we got from the
    +   younger nun, the defendant.
    +
    + Edgeworth:
    +   (Her fingerprints are on
    +   the murder weapon...!?)
    +
    + Gumshoe:
    +   ...
    +
    + Gumshoe:
    +   What's wrong?
    +   You're looking really solemn.
    +
    + Edgeworth:
    +   Is this how it is for Wright?
    +   Is this what it's like to be
    +   a defense lawyer?
    +
    + Gumshoe:
    +   Yeah, I figure it doesn't
    +   feel really good.
    +
    + Edgeworth:
    +   ...To be honest, it feels
    +   more like it's detrimental
    +   to your health.
    +
    + *Shichishito added
    + to the Court Record.*
    +
    ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
    
    +++ Stone wall +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
    +
    + Edgeworth:
    +   The Main Gate must be just
    +   over that stone wall.
    +
    + Gumshoe:
    +   Ah, stone walls...
    +   I jumped over a few of
    +   those in my time.
    +
    + Gumshoe:
    +   ...
    +
    + Gumshoe:
    +   Most of them are good
    +   memories, but not all.
    +
    + Edgeworth:
    +   Detective... Perhaps someone
    +   should introduce you to the
    +   concept of paucity of words...
    +
    ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
    
    +++ Top right corner +++++++++++++++++++++++
    +
    + Edgeworth:
    +   The Main Hall of Hazakura
    +   Temple is above us here.
    +
    + Gumshoe:
    +   Hey... You're right!
    +   But I'm pretty sure the Main
    +   Hall didn't have a 2nd floor.
    +
    + Edgeworth:
    +   Hazakura Temple was built on a
    +   steep part of the mountain.
    +
    + Edgeworth:
    +   The front and back of the
    +   Main Hall are on different
    +   levels.
    +
    + Gumshoe:
    +   Oh... That makes sense...
    +
    + Gumshoe:
    +   But wouldn't it be easier
    +   just to build the place
    +   slanted, sir?
    +
    + Edgeworth:
    +   (I fail to see how he can
    +   consider that to be an even
    +   remotely good idea.)
    +
    ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
    
    +++ Ski apparatus ++++++++++++++++++++++++++
    +
    + Gumshoe:
    +   Ah! I just love skiing!
    +
    + Edgeworth:
    +   Really? You don't um...
    +   seem like the type.
    +
    + Edgeworth:
    +   Well, what about sleds?
    +
    + Gumshoe:
    +   Sleds? Nah. They're a little
    +   too kiddy, you know? Messes
    +   with my "hard boiled" image.
    +
    + Edgeworth:
    +   ...
    +
    + Gumshoe:
    +   ...What's with the silence,
    +   Mr. Edgeworth?
    +
    + Edgeworth:
    +   (I...Is the world starting to
    +   go mad?)
    +
    ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
    
    
    TALK (TO GUMSHOE)
    -----------------
    
    >>> The victim >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
    >
    > Gumshoe:
    >   The victim is the famous
    >   picture book author,
    >   Ms. Elise Deauxnim.
    >
    > Gumshoe:
    >   Her entire past, up until she
    >   won that writing award last
    >   year, is a total mystery.
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   It's hard to believe in this
    >   day and age you can still
    >   find people like that.
    >
    > Gumshoe:
    >   The estimated time of death of
    >   the victim was between 10:00
    >   and 11:00 PM on Feb. 7th.
    >
    > Gumshoe:
    >   Cause of death was blood loss
    >   resulting from a stab to the
    >   back by the murder weapon.
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   The murder weapon...?
    >
    > Gumshoe:
    >   The victim was found skewered
    >   with a giant sword, sir.
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   Th-That's terrible...
    >
    > Gumshoe:
    >   Yeah, but there's one
    >   strange thing.
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   ...Yes?
    >
    > Gumshoe:
    >   The victim's entire body was
    >   covered with bruises.
    >
    > Gumshoe:
    >   The bruises are consistent
    >   with falling from the height
    >   of a two-story building.
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   A two-story building...?
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   That would be about the same
    >   height as that room in front
    >   of us, correct?
    >
    > Gumshoe:
    >   Hey, you're right.
    >   Way to go, Mr. Edgeworth!
    >
    > Gumshoe:
    >   That just happens to be the
    >   room that Elise Deauxnim
    >   was staying in!
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   (Maybe she was pushed out
    >   of the window after she
    >   was stabbed by the sword?)
    >
    > *Autopsy Report added
    > to the Court Record.*
    >
    >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
    
    >>> What happened >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   ...Now then, Detective.
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   Let's see if we can summarize
    >   what we've learned so far.
    >
    > Gumshoe:
    >   OK! Let's take a look
    >   at the map.
    >
    > Gumshoe:
    >   ...According to the
    >   testimony of Sister Bikini,
    >   the head nun...
    >
    > Gumshoe:
    >   ...she and Maya Fey headed to
    >   the Inner Temple right after
    >   dinner was finished.
    >
    > Gumshoe:
    >   At 10 PM, after ringing the
    >   bell for lights out, Iris
    >   went to the Inner Temple.
    >
    > Gumshoe:
    >   When she got there, Bikini
    >   had her take over while she
    >   went back to Hazakura Temple.
    >
    > Gumshoe:
    >   After taking a hot bath
    >   to soothe her back...
    >
    > Gumshoe:
    >   ...Sister Bikini witnessed the
    >   murder in the courtyard!
    >
    > Gumshoe:
    >   If you want more details, you
    >   should ask Bikini herself in
    >   the Main Hall.
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   (The Inner Temple, huh...?
    >   I'd like some more information
    >   about that place...)
    >
    >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
    
    >>> Tomorrow's trial >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   The trial begins tomorrow,
    >   but who's the prosecutor?
    >
    > Gumshoe:
    >   I'm pretty sure it's
    >   that Godot guy, but...
    >
    > Gumshoe:
    >   ...nobody can get a hold of
    >   him, so they're looking for
    >   a replacement.
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   What do you mean...?
    >
    > Gumshoe:
    >   It's really weird.
    >   All of a sudden, no one
    >   can reach him!
    >
    > Gumshoe:
    >   Hmm, I wonder if the rumors
    >   are true.
    >
    > Gumshoe:
    >   Maybe since Mr. Wright caught
    >   a cold and won't be defending,
    >   he just lost interest.
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   I intend to appear in court
    >   in the role of defense lawyer.
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   However... I would be quite
    >   unhappy if it came out that
    >   I'm actually a prosecutor.
    >
    > Gumshoe:
    >   Yeah, I can see why.
    >   But I'm not the one you
    >   have to worry about...
    >
    > Gumshoe:
    >   I think the real problem
    >   is gonna be that judge...
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   ...Yes, he certainly would
    >   remember my face, even after
    >   such a long absence.
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   That's why I requested another
    >   judge preside over the case.
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   We've only met each other
    >   once. There's a good chance
    >   he won't remember me at all.
    >
    > Gumshoe:
    >   Y-Yeah, but...
    >   what about the prosecutor?
    >
    > Gumshoe:
    >   Everyone in the prosecutor's
    >   office must know you!
    >
    > Gumshoe:
    >   Wouldn't it be a problem if
    >   someone there made a
    >   big stink, sir?
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   There's no need to worry.
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   I pulled a few strings and
    >   arranged for a prosecutor
    >   of my own choosing.
    >
    > Gumshoe:
    >   Wow, Mr. Edgeworth...
    >   I had no idea you had such
    >   a powerful string to pull!
    >
    >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
    
    >>> Inner Temple >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   What is this Inner Temple
    >   that Maya was supposedly
    >   training at...?
    >
    > Gumshoe:
    >   According to Bikini, it's an
    >   old building they use for
    >   training the acolytes.
    >
    > Gumshoe:
    >   It's on the other side of
    >   Dusky Bridge.
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   (The bridge that burned down,
    >   huh...)
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   Is there anything else on the
    >   other side of that bridge
    >   besides the Inner Temple?
    >
    > Gumshoe:
    >   Nope, not a thing.
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   Nothing?
    >
    > Gumshoe:
    >   The other side is surrounded
    >   by cliffs on all sides...
    >
    > Gumshoe:
    >   In a way, it's kinda like a
    >   little island out there.
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   (So the only thing there
    >   is the Inner Temple...)
    >
    > Gumshoe:
    >   I hear it's not the kind of
    >   place a person could survive
    >   in.
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   (Please be alright, Maya...)
    >
    >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
    
    
    PRESENT (TO GUMSHOE)
    --------------------
    
    *** Victim's Staff *************************
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   Oh, so I think I might have
    *   already told you about this,
    *   but...
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   The truth is...
    *   When I was a little kid...
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   You wanted to become
    *   a wizard, right?
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   Hey, that's amazing!
    *   How did you know that!?
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   So? What do you think? I'd
    *   make a really great one,
    *   don't you think?
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   We just had this conversation
    *   a little while ago, Detective!
    *
    ********************************************
    
    *** Shichishito ****************************
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   This sword represents the
    *   multiple branches that life
    *   can take, all ending as one.
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   Hmm...
    *   I've never heard that one.
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   You know what I think
    *   about sometimes?
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   What kind of life would I have
    *   had if I hadn't joined the
    *   Homicide Division.
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   ...So you think about
    *   that kind of thing too, huh?
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   Of course I do.
    *   I think about it a lot.
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   Me as a traffic cop.
    *   Me as a detention officer.
    *   Me as the Blue Badger...
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   (...I guess he doesn't have
    *   any plans to leave the force.)
    *
    ********************************************
    
    *** Bikini profile *************************
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   This is the witness who saw
    *   the crime take place out there
    *   in the temple courtyard.
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   I'm pretty sure it's gonna be
    *   her testimony that'll be key
    *   to this case, sir.
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   So you mean she's going to
    *   be a witness in the trial
    *   tomorrow...?
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   Of course!
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   A nun is as trustworthy
    *   as you can get! We got
    *   this one in the bag!
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   ...
    *   Oh.
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   I-I mean, I've always been
    *   on your side, Mr. Edgeworth,
    *   sir!
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   So yeah, this is a pretty
    *   tight spot we've gotten
    *   ourselves into, huh!?
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   (Now I understand why Wright
    *   is always breaking into a
    *   cold sweat...)
    *
    ********************************************
    
    *** Maya Fey profile ***********************
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   I wonder if Maya is alright?
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   I could never show my face
    *   to Wright again if something
    *   were to happen to her.
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   Aww, it'll be OK.
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   If that ever happens, you
    *   can just show him my face.
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   How's that...?
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   ...
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   Ack!
    *   Um, I didn't mean it like
    *   that, sir!
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   It was just a silly
    *   little joke!
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   I wonder if there is another
    *   way to get across to the
    *   other side?
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   The support wires for the
    *   bridge are still intact,
    *   correct?
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   That bridge is almost
    *   20 yards long...
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   I know I may look like it,
    *   Mr. Edgeworth, but I'm
    *   no super hero.
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   (In any case, I just hope
    *   Maya is alright...)
    *
    ********************************************
    
    *** Pearl Fey profile **********************
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   What about Pearl...?
    *   Has no one seen her at
    *   all since last night?
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   Seems that way...
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   Apparently, she hasn't gone
    *   back to Kurain Village either,
    *   sir.
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   But it's true that she was
    *   with Elise Deauxnim at some
    *   point last night?
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   No doubt about it.
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   Ah...!
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   Y-You mean that maybe
    *   whoever killed Ms. Deauxnim
    *   also...!?
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   D-Don't jump to any
    *   crazy conclusions!
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   Oooooouuuch!
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   ...You sure have one mean
    *   punch, Mr. Edgeworth! It's
    *   down-right fierce!
    *
    ********************************************
    
    MOVE TO: "Main Gate"
    
    -------------------------------------------------------------------------------
    
    February 8
    Hazakura Temple
    Main Gate
    
    Edgeworth:
      ...Hmm.
      I don't see Larry anywhere.
    
    Gumshoe:
      Maybe we scared the
      poor kid away!
    
    Edgeworth:
      (His heart was shut tight
      with a Psycholock.)
    
    Edgeworth:
      (I guess I'll have to look
      for him now...
      What a thorn in my side.)
    
    MOVE TO: "Detention Center"
    
    -------------------------------------------------------------------------------
    
    February 8
    Detention Center
    Visitor's Room
    
    Iris:
      Ah... Mr. Edgeworth...
    
    Edgeworth:
      ...I came back because I
      need to ask you a few more
      questions, if you don't mind.
    
    Iris:
      But I... I've already told you
      everything that I...
    
    Edgeworth:
      ...Iris.
      Please remember.
    
    Edgeworth:
      I'm on your side.
      You can tell me anything.
    
    Iris:
      Y-Yes... Th-Thank you.
    
    --------------------------------------------
    
    TALK (TO IRIS)
    --------------
    
    >>> Inner Temple >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   I just finished speaking with
    >   the head nun of Hazakura
    >   Temple.
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   She testified very clearly
    >   as to what happened.
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   She said she saw you stab
    >   Ms. Elise Deauxnim with a
    >   sword.
    >
    > Iris:
    >   ...
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   And one other thing.
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   She said that when
    >   Maya Fey began her training
    >   at the Inner Temple...
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   ...you were there as well.
    >
    > Iris:
    >   What...!?
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   When I spoke with you last,
    >   you claimed that you never
    >   went to the Inner Temple.
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   And yet, Sister Bikini says
    >   she met with you at the Inner
    >   Temple that very night.
    >
    > Iris:
    >   B-But I...
    >
    > Iris:
    >   I didn't go there!
    >   I didn't go to the Inner
    >   Temple last night.
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   (Hmm... It looks like she's
    >   unwilling to tell me the
    >   whole truth.)
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   (I wonder if I'll find the
    >   answers I'm looking for if I
    >   break those Psycholocks?)
    >
    >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
    
    
    PRESENT (TO IRIS)
    -----------------
    
    *** Note to Iris ***************************
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   This letter... It appears to
    *   be addressed to you.
    *
    * Iris:
    *   ...
    *
    * Iris:
    *   I think it's someone's idea
    *   of a joke, Mr. Edgeworth.
    *
    * Iris:
    *   That's why I threw it away.
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   (She's not giving me a
    *   straight answer for some
    *   reason.)
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   (I'm going to have to find
    *   someone else who can give me
    *   more information about this.)
    *
    ********************************************
    
    *** Shichishito ****************************
    *
    * Iris:
    *   I-Is that the murder weapon?
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   Yes, it is.
    *   Have you ever seen it before?
    *
    * Iris:
    *   Y-Yes.
    *   Mystic Ami was holding it...
    *   in the courtyard...
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   (And apparently, the head
    *   nun witnessed the whole sad
    *   affair...)
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   (She saw you stabbing
    *   Ms. Elise Deauxnim with
    *   this very sword last night...)
    *
    * Iris:
    *   ...?
    *
    ********************************************
    
    *** Larry Butz profile *********************
    *
    * Iris:
    *   Oh... That's Mr. Laurice.
    *
    * Iris:
    *   He's a very sincere,
    *   hard-working person.
    *
    * Iris:
    *   He was even kind enough to
    *   draw a portrait of me.
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   (Knowing Larry...)
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   (...this woman is exactly the
    *   type that he would fall in
    *   love with at first sight.)
    *
    ********************************************
    
    *** Bikini profile *************************
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   ...I'd like to ask you about
    *   Sister Bikini, the head of
    *   Hazakura Temple.
    *
    * Iris:
    *   She raised me as if she
    *   were my real mother.
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   "As if she were your
    *   real mother"...?
    *
    * Iris:
    *   I was left at Hazakura Temple
    *   when I was just a small child.
    *
    * Iris:
    *   And she's taken care
    *   of me ever since.
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   Forgive me for sounding rude,
    *   but what about your family?
    *
    * Iris:
    *   ...
    *   I'm sorry, but I'd rather
    *   not talk about this.
    *
    ********************************************
    
    *** Maya Fey profile ***********************
    *
    * Iris:
    *   Oh... This is the woman
    *   who was to undergo
    *   training last night.
    *
    * Iris:
    *   She seems like a very
    *   strong, reliable woman.
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   ...
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   (Whatever else anyone has to
    *   say about this Iris woman...)
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   (...I can't exactly say she's
    *   the best judge of character.)
    *
    ********************************************
    
    *** Pearl Fey profile **********************
    *
    * Iris:
    *   This is the trainee's younger
    *   sister, correct?
    *
    * Iris:
    *   She's cute as a button!
    *   And she seems to really love
    *   mashed potatoes and gravy!
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   ...Oh?
    *
    * Iris:
    *   She even said she was going
    *   to have the leftovers for
    *   dinner the next night...
    *
    * Iris:
    *   And then she took the leftover
    *   potatoes and the whole pot of
    *   gravy with her to her room.
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   (That's quite an appetite
    *   for such a little girl...)
    *
    ********************************************
    
    -------------------------------------------------------------------------------
    
    *Present Magatama*
    
    Edgeworth:
      *TAKE THAT!*
    
    *2 PSYCHE-LOCKS*
    
    -- I Was Frightened --
    
    Edgeworth:
      Since I have been handed this
      case, it is my duty to dig up
      all the answers. Understand?
    
    Iris:
      Y-Yes, sir...
    
    Edgeworth:
      The smallest flame can
      sometimes bathe a case
      in a whole new light...
    
    Edgeworth:
      In my years in court,
      I've seen it happen over
      and over again.
    
    Edgeworth:
      That's why I'm committed to
      searching until I have those
      answers.
    
    Edgeworth:
      Now then, is it really true
      that you didn't go to the
      Inner Temple last night...?
    
    Iris:
      Y-Yes, I swear...
      I already told you that.
    
    Edgeworth:
      ...Yes. You said you didn't
      go because you were
      frightened.
    
    Iris:
      ...Th-That's right.
    
    Edgeworth:
      If that's the case...
    
    Edgeworth:
      ...then the obvious question
      is, "What were you so afraid
      of?"
    
    Iris:
      ...
    
    Edgeworth:
      Iris...
      I wonder.
    
    Edgeworth:
      Is this what frightened you so
      much that you couldn't even
      leave your own room!?
    
    xxx Present something wrong xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
    x
    x Edgeworth:
    x   *TAKE THAT!*
    x
    x Edgeworth:
    x   Perhaps THIS is what
    x   you were afraid of!
    x   ...Well!?
    x
    x Iris:
    x   I-I'm sorry, but...
    x   you're wrong...
    x
    x Edgeworth:
    x   Huh...?
    x   Why is your voice trembling
    x   like that?
    x
    x Iris:
    x   It's just that... Your eyes...
    x   Your eyes are scaring me...
    x
    x Edgeworth:
    x   Urk!
    x   (Blast! I must be trying
    x   too hard to bluff.)
    x
    x Edgeworth:
    x   ...Please excuse me.
    x   I'm still not used to this
    x   role I've been assigned.
    x
    x Iris:
    x   N-No, I should apologize...
    x   I'm sorry for being such
    x   a scaredy-cat.
    x
    x Edgeworth:
    x   Anyway... I'm still determined
    x   to find the answers to this
    x   mystery.
    x
    x Iris:
    x   But I'm telling you, I really
    x   was in my room all last
    x   night.
    x
    x RETURN TO QUESTION
    x
    xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
    
    *Present Note to Iris*
    
    Edgeworth:
      *TAKE THAT!*
    
    Edgeworth:
      I found this in the Main Hall.
      It is addressed to you.
    
    Iris:
      Ah... Th-That's...!
    
    Edgeworth:
      Well, Iris...?
    
    Iris:
      Why... Why are you glaring
      at me like that?
    
    Edgeworth:
      You were scared of the
      blackmailer who wrote this
      to you, isn't that correct!?
    
    Iris:
      Aaaaah!
    
    *1 LOCK BROKEN*
    
    Edgeworth:
      (Was it the evidence or the
      power of my glare that broke
      that lock...?)
    
    Edgeworth:
      (Oh well, I don't suppose
      it matters either way.)
    
    Iris:
      B-But, Mr. Edgeworth.
    
    Edgeworth:
      ...Yes?
    
    Iris:
      I thought that letter was
      just someone playing a
      prank on me...
    
    Edgeworth:
      A "prank"?
    
    Iris:
      Well, yes...
    
    Iris:
      After all, even if I did have
      a "secret"...
    
    Iris:
      ...there's no one to tell it
      to that would cause me
      any grief.
    
    Edgeworth:
      ...
    
    Edgeworth:
      Hmm... I wonder about that.
    
    Iris:
      Sister Bikini is like a
      mother to me.
    
    Iris:
      I would never hide
      anything from her!
    
    Edgeworth:
      No, you may not have
      anything to hide under
      normal circumstances.
    
    Edgeworth:
      However!
      Last night was different.
    
    Iris:
      ...!
    
    Edgeworth:
      Unfortunately, I don't know
      the exact nature of your
      secret yet.
    
    Edgeworth:
      However...!
      Whatever it is...
    
    Edgeworth:
      ...there is one person you
      didn't want your secret told
      to!
    
    xxx Present something wrong xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
    x
    x Edgeworth:
    x   *TAKE THAT!*
    x
    x Edgeworth:
    x   Well, Iris?
    x
    x Iris:
    x   ...Mr. Edgeworth. Is it
    x   just possible that maybe...
    x
    x Iris:
    x   ...you yourself have a deep,
    x   dark secret in your heart?
    x
    x Edgeworth:
    x   ...!
    x   Why do you say that...!?
    x
    x Iris:
    x   As they say, it takes
    x   one to know one.
    x
    x Edgeworth:
    x   (How could she have known
    x   about that...? Is she peering
    x   into my soul!?)
    x
    x Edgeworth:
    x   ...It's true that there is a
    x   deep-seated darkness in
    x   my heart.
    x
    x Edgeworth:
    x   However, the only way I
    x   can get rid of it is to fully
    x   uncover the truth!
    x
    x Iris:
    x   You mean... the truth
    x   behind my secret?
    x
    x RETURN TO QUESTION
    x
    xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
    
    *Present Phoenix Wright profile*
    
    Edgeworth:
      *TAKE THAT!*
    
    Edgeworth:
      Phoenix Wright...
    
    Iris:
      Ah...!
    
    Edgeworth:
      You mean something to
      Wright, it seems...
    
    Edgeworth:
      And I can tell he holds a
      special place in your heart
      as well.
    
    Edgeworth:
      That's why you didn't want
      him, of all people, to know
      your deep, dark secret.
    
    Edgeworth:
      Well? What do you have to say?
    
    Iris:
      ...
    
    Iris:
      I should've expected as
      much... Especially from a
      friend of his...
    
    *1 LOCK BROKEN*
    
    *UNLOCK SUCCESSFUL*
    
    -------------------------------------------------------------------------------
    
    TALK (TO IRIS)
    --------------
    
    >>> Frightened? >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
    >
    > Iris:
    >   After dinner, this letter was
    >   waiting for me in my room.
    >
    > Iris:
    >   As I said, I was frightened
    >   by it...
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   What is this "Heavenly Hall"
    >   the letter mentions?
    >
    > Iris:
    >   It's a small mountain shack
    >   at the base of Dusky Bridge.
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   A small shack, huh...?
    >
    > Iris:
    >   It's more like a broken-down
    >   shack that no one would
    >   ever want to go near.
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   Hmm...
    >   Where is it on this map...?
    >
    > Iris:
    >   ...It's around here. To get
    >   there, you must follow a small
    >   path down from Dusky Bridge...
    >
    > Iris:
    >   The reality is, to get to the
    >   Inner Temple, I had no choice
    >   but to cross that bridge.
    >
    > Iris:
    >   But the thought that such a
    >   terrible criminal could be
    >   lurking at Heavenly Hall...
    >
    > Iris:
    >   I... I was so scared by the
    >   whole affair that I didn't
    >   want to think about it at all.
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   So is this the secret that
    >   you locked away in your heart?
    >
    > Iris:
    >   ...Yes.
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   (It looks as though I may
    >   have to visit this "Heavenly
    >   Hall" now.)
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   (Maybe I'll find some sign of
    >   our mystery blackmailer.)
    >
    >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
    
    --------------------------------------------
    
    *AFTER TALKING TO IRIS*
    
    Edgeworth:
      In any case, you still claim
      to have never left your room
      last night?
    
    Iris:
      Yes. That's exactly right.
    
    *Iris's Testimony added
    to the Court Record.*
    
    Edgeworth:
      The trial starts tomorrow...
      I promise you, I will win.
    
    Edgeworth:
      I'm going to win so that
      you and Phoenix Wright can
      see each other again.
    
    Iris:
      ...!
    
    Edgeworth:
      But when I do...
    
    Edgeworth:
      ...you must promise me
      that you will tell him
      your secret.
    
    Iris:
      ...
    
    Iris:
      But it's pointless...
    
    Edgeworth:
      Why would you say that?
    
    Iris:
      Because I may know who
      Phoenix Wright is...
    
    Iris:
      But...
      He has no idea who I am.
    
    MOVE TO: "Heavenly Hall"
    
    -------------------------------------------------------------------------------
    
    February 8
    Heavenly Hall
    
    Gumshoe:
      Whoa! Not much of a
      view down here, huh?
    
    Gumshoe:
      It's still better than the
      view from my apartment,
      though.
    
    Edgeworth:
      Tsk! Someone's here!
      Hide yourself, Detective!
    
    --------------------------------------------
    
    ? ? ?:
      Oh! Why why why!?
      Why does this always happen!?
    
    Butz:
      Whenever I find a girl I like,
      they always run away!
    
    Butz:
      I even chased one of them
      to Tibet... Next it's going
      to be prison, I guess.
    
    Butz:
      ...I'll steal that detective's
      wallet. That'll get me
      locked up for sure.
    
    Butz:
      ...Nah. I can't do that to
      someone who looks like he's
      down on his luck.
    
    Gumshoe:
      ...He's just talking to
      himself.
    
    Edgeworth:
      Shh! Be quiet and listen!
    
    Butz:
      I knew it... I shouldn't
      have done that!
      I blew it again...
    
    Edgeworth:
      ("Done that"?
      What did he do, I wonder...)
    
    Gumshoe:
      Hey! You!
      About what you just said...
      I got an objection!
    
    Butz:
      Wh-Wh-Wh-What the...!?
      Ed-Edgey!
      You dirty rat!
    
    Edgeworth:
      *glare*
      (Gumshoe... You oaf...!)
    
    Gumshoe:
      I-I'm sorry, sir!
    
    Gumshoe:
      Before I knew it, I was
      shouting out, "Objection!".
    
    Gumshoe:
      And in a loud, commanding
      voice, too! I even pointed
      with my pointer finger!
    
    Edgeworth:
      ...You've watched too
      many trials.
    
    Gumshoe:
      I'm sorry!
    
    Edgeworth:
      OK, Larry, the jig is up.
      What have you got to say
      for yourself?
    
    Butz:
      Ungh...
    
    --------------------------------------------
    
    EXAMINE
    -------
    
    +++ River ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
    +
    + Gumshoe:
    +   This is the Eagle River, sir.
    +
    + Gumshoe:
    +   It runs pretty fast, so it
    +   doesn't ice over, even in
    +   the winter.
    +
    + Edgeworth:
    +   If it had iced over, Wright
    +   would have been in some
    +   serious trouble.
    +
    + Gumshoe:
    +   You're right about that!
    +
    + Gumshoe:
    +   He would've landed on
    +   the ice, and slid downstream
    +   to who knows where.
    +
    + Edgeworth:
    +   (...Not exactly what I meant,
    +   but alright...)
    +
    ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
    
    +++ Bridge +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
    +
    + Edgeworth:
    +   It's a little far, but I have
    +   a pretty clear view of Dusky
    +   Bridge from here.
    +
    + Butz:
    +   Ahh. I still can't believe it!
    +   ...Really.
    +
    + Edgeworth:
    +   ...?
    +   What is it, Larry?
    +
    + Butz:
    +   Huh! Err, uhh, nothing.
    +   It's nothing!
    +
    + Gumshoe:
    +   Sounds pretty suspicious
    +   to me!
    +
    + Edgeworth:
    +   (Something about that
    +   statement smells... And you
    +   know what they say...)
    +
    ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
    
    +++ Stairs +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
    +
    + Edgeworth:
    +   These go all the way to Dusky
    +   Bridge. It's a pretty long,
    +   but easy, walk.
    +
    + Gumshoe:
    +   I fell down 4 times on
    +   my way down here, sir!
    +
    + Butz:
    +   Oh, sorry about that,
    +   Detective.
    +
    + Butz:
    +   I ate four bananas and tossed
    +   their peels on the stairs on
    +   my way down here...
    +
    + Gumshoe:
    +   ...
    +
    + Gumshoe:
    +   What!? So that's what I was
    +   slipping on!
    +
    + Butz:
    +   Be careful on the way back.
    +   Those deadly banana peels
    +   are still out there.
    +
    + Gumshoe:
    +   Hmm... That's a real important
    +   piece of information right
    +   there, Mr. Edgeworth!
    +
    ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
    
    +++ Flags ornament +++++++++++++++++++++++++
    +
    + Edgeworth:
    +   What is this festive-looking
    +   ornament?
    +
    + Butz:
    +   It reminds me of art class
    +   in grade school.
    +
    + Butz:
    +   We used to have a lot of fun
    +   decorating the classroom with
    +   origami. Remember?
    +
    + Edgeworth:
    +   W-Well, I...
    +
    + Butz:
    +   Oh, yeah...
    +   You were never any good
    +   at it.
    +
    + Gumshoe:
    +   Really?
    +
    + Butz:
    +   Yeah, this guy was so bad,
    +   he couldn't even fold a
    +   dollar, let alone a crane.
    +
    + Butz:
    +   Everyone tried to comfort
    +   him, but he would just sit
    +   there sobbing.
    +
    + Gumshoe:
    +   Really? I never would have
    +   expected that.
    +
    + Edgeworth:
    +   Be quiet already! I'll never
    +   forget the shame of that day!
    +
    + Edgeworth:
    +   You want a crane! I can now
    +   make a perfect quarter-inch
    +   crane without a single flaw!
    +
    + Butz:
    +   ...
    +   You know, Edgey...
    +
    + Butz:
    +   Nothing for nothing, but a
    +   quarter-inch crane without
    +   a single flaw is not easy.
    +
    + Gumshoe:
    +   Yeah, that's quite a feat,
    +   Prosecutor Edgeworth!
    +
    + Edgeworth:
    +   (Grr... This is exactly why
    +   I hate childhood friends...)
    +
    ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
    
    +++ The shack ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
    +
    + Gumshoe:
    +   That's a horrible graffiti
    +   problem you've got there, pal.
    +
    + Butz:
    +   You don't know anything,
    +   Detective. This is art!
    +
    + Butz:
    +   It's an expression of my
    +   bittersweet love for Iris.
    +
    + Edgeworth:
    +   Larry. Do you know what
    +   the difference between
    +   graffiti and true art is?
    +
    + Butz:
    +   ...
    +
    + Butz:
    +   It's how the artist himself
    +   defines it, right?
    +
    + Edgeworth:
    +   ...
    +   (I should've seen that one
    +   coming.)
    +
    + Gumshoe:
    +   Well, if that's the case, then
    +   all of my lunchboxes are
    +   masterpieces too, pal!
    +
    ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
    
    +++ Shack's roof +++++++++++++++++++++++++++
    +
    + Edgeworth:
    +   The straw roof is totally
    +   covered with freshly fallen
    +   powdery snow.
    +
    + Gumshoe:
    +   Wow, makes a nice image,
    +   doesn't it? I always did like
    +   the rustic look.
    +
    + Edgeworth:
    +   "Heavenly Hall"...
    +   I suppose it's an appropriate
    +   name in some sense.
    +
    + Butz:
    +   You got that right.
    +
    + Butz:
    +   Look at that bridge up there.
    +   This place has to be heaven,
    +   because that thing is hell.
    +
    + Edgeworth:
    +   ...
    +   You would do well to remember,
    +   Larry...
    +
    + Edgeworth:
    +   ...that this is a sacred place
    +   to some people.
    +
    ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
    
    
    TALK (TO BUTZ)
    --------------
    
    >>> Heavenly Hall >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   What is this little shack
    >   anyway?
    >
    > Butz:
    >   Well, I just discovered it
    >   myself yesterday.
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   And why were you down
    >   here in the first place?
    >
    > Butz:
    >   Err, come on...
    >   I'm an artist... I was looking
    >   for a good place to sketch.
    >
    > Butz:
    >   This is a great little place!
    >   It's err... artistic.
    >
    > Butz:
    >   It's quiet, it's cold, it's
    >   got no power, and it looks
    >   like it's about to collapse.
    >
    > Gumshoe:
    >   ...Sounds a lot like my
    >   apartment there, pal.
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   (One thing's for sure...
    >   No one is likely to show up
    >   and disturb you here...)
    >
    > Butz:
    >   So can I get you something
    >   to drink? Some hot water,
    >   maybe?
    >
    > Gumshoe:
    >   ...He's getting all
    >   buddy-buddy on us, sir.
    >
    >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
    
    >>> Iris >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
    >
    > Butz:
    >   ...Listen to me, Edgey.
    >
    > Butz:
    >   You've gotta do this...
    >   You've gotta save Iris!
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   Why are you so sure
    >   she's innocent?
    >   Because she's cute?
    >
    > Butz:
    >   Watch your mouth!
    >   Anyway, I've made
    >   up my mind about it!
    >
    > Butz:
    >   I'm going to marry
    >   that girl!
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   ...
    >
    > Gumshoe:
    >   Umm...
    >
    > Gumshoe:
    >   Mr. Edgeworth is pretending
    >   he didn't hear you, so I'm
    >   gonna ask for him.
    >
    > Gumshoe:
    >   Have you already asked
    >   this girl to marry you?
    >
    > Butz:
    >   No, no. Not yet.
    >   But I can tell how she feels
    >   by the look in her eyes!
    >
    > Butz:
    >   She's got this "I really
    >   want this man to carry me
    >   over the threshold" look!
    >
    > Butz:
    >   I'm sure Nick would be
    >   surprised!
    >
    > Butz:
    >   He'd never imagine that
    >   I could marry such a
    >   beautiful girl like that!
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   Something tells me he would
    >   be shocked, indeed.
    >
    > Butz:
    >   That's why I didn't want
    >   her to do anything dangerous.
    >
    > Butz:
    >   I mean, what am I gonna do if
    >   she gets hurt?
    >
    > Gumshoe:
    >   ...
    >
    > Gumshoe:
    >   What is this guy trying to
    >   say? He lost me about a
    >   mile back...
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   Hmm... If we really want to
    >   know the answer to that...
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   (...we're going to have to
    >   drag him onto the witness
    >   stand.)
    >
    >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
    
    >>> The night of the crime >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   Come to think of it, you
    >   still haven't answered my
    >   question.
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   Where were you and what
    >   were you doing last night?
    >
    > Butz:
    >   Aww, man... Don't you
    >   have anything else to talk
    >   about?
    >
    > Butz:
    >   With that kind of attitude,
    >   you'll never be a ladies'
    >   man like me...
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   ...
    >
    > Butz:
    >   O-OK, OK! Chill out with those
    >   scary eyes! I got it!
    >
    > Butz:
    >   If you really wanna know,
    >   last night...
    >
    > Butz:
    >   ...I saw something
    >   incredible.
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   "Something incredible"?
    >
    > *3 PSYCHE-LOCKS*
    >
    > Butz:
    >   ...Yeah, yeah. But let's
    >   not talk about that now.
    >
    > Butz:
    >   Let's talk about the good
    >   old days. What do you say?
    >
    > Butz:
    >   Come on, I'll pour you
    >   a nice cup of hot water.
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   (Why hasn't he realized...)
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   (...that I absolutely despise
    >   talking about the "good old
    >   days", especially with him?)
    >
    >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
    
    (After the Psyche-Locks appeared)
    
    >>> The night of the crime >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   What exactly did you see
    >   last night?
    >
    > Butz:
    >   Well...
    >   It's kinda hard to say...
    >
    > *3 PSYCHE-LOCKS*
    >
    > Butz:
    >   It's one of those things...
    >   Ya know what I mean...?
    >
    > Butz:
    >   It's like... It's not so much
    >   "what" I saw, as it's the
    >   situation in general...
    >
    > Butz:
    >   You see what I'm getting at?
    >   Whew, that's a relief. Thanks,
    >   buddy. Ha ha ha ha ha.
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   (I have the strangest urge
    >   to smash this guy against
    >   those big, nasty locks...)
    >
    >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
    
    
    PRESENT (TO BUTZ)
    -----------------
    
    *** Victim's Staff *************************
    *
    * Butz:
    *   That's the staff that
    *   Ms. Elise was always
    *   carrying...
    *
    * Butz:
    *   M-Ms. Elise...
    *   Whyyyy...?
    *
    * Butz:
    *   ......
    *   ...Huh?
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   What is it, Larry?
    *
    * Butz:
    *   There's something missing
    *   from this staff...
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   (There's something
    *   missing...?)
    *
    ********************************************
    
    *** Bikini profile *************************
    *
    * Butz:
    *   I'm just no good with
    *   people like her.
    *
    * Butz:
    *   She reminds me too much
    *   of my mother.
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   ...
    *   May I speak now?
    *
    * Butz:
    *   Huh? Sure.
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   I don't care how you feel
    *   about her personally...
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   ...just tell me what you know
    *   about her and how she's
    *   related to the case.
    *
    * Butz:
    *   ...
    *
    * Butz:
    *   Don't you think you're
    *   expecting a little too
    *   much of me?
    *
    * Butz:
    *   I'm just a 25 year old
    *   jobless bum trying to
    *   be an apprentice artist!
    *
    * Butz:
    *   Ha ha ha ha!
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   (...I'm actually starting
    *   to feel jealous of this guy.
    *   ...Just a little.)
    *
    ********************************************
    
    *** Maya Fey profile ***********************
    *
    * Butz:
    *   Oh, it's Maya.
    *
    * Butz:
    *   Nick was trying to go
    *   save her, you know.
    *
    * Butz:
    *   But instead, he wound up
    *   falling off the bridge.
    *
    * Butz:
    *   I'm not surprised though.
    *   Nick always gets himself
    *   into trouble.
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   (Well if that isn't the pot
    *   calling the kettle black...)
    *
    * Butz:
    *   I just hope that Maya
    *   doesn't catch a cold, too...
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   ...Or something worse.
    *
    ********************************************
    
    *** Pearl Fey profile **********************
    *
    * Butz:
    *   Oh, hey! It's Pearl!
    *
    * Butz:
    *   But she's way cuter than this
    *   Pearl I used to go out with...
    *   Like, in a kid-cute way, yeah?
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   Yes, well... Apparently she
    *   hasn't been seen the
    *   whole morning.
    *
    * Butz:
    *   Wh-What did you say!?
    *   Edgey!
    *
    * Butz:
    *   Why are you wasting your
    *   time with me then!?
    *   What's wrong with you!?
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   Excuse me?
    *
    * Butz:
    *   If anything happens to her,
    *   I'll never forgive you!
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   ...!
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   ...Wow, I guess he's right
    *   for a change, sir.
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   (Now I feel like I'm the bad
    *   guy in all of this...)
    *
    ********************************************
    
    -------------------------------------------------------------------------------
    
    *Present Magatama*
    
    Edgeworth:
      *TAKE THAT!*
    
    *3 PSYCHE-LOCKS*
    
    -- The Night of the Crime --
    
    Edgeworth:
      Alright, now you're going to
      tell me what you really saw
      last night...
    
    Butz:
      Whoa. You're really upset,
      aren't you, Edgey?
      OK, I'll talk!
    
    Edgeworth:
      ...Huh?
      (That was a bit too easy...)
    
    Butz:
      Yeah, anyway! It was awesome!
      Never seen anything like it!
    
    Butz:
      At around 10 o'clock last
      night, it started thundering.
    
    Butz:
      I'd been sleeping...
      I'm not sure for how long.
    
    Butz:
      Suddenly... ZING!
      The world in front of
      me went white!
    
    Butz:
      Like I'd just been slapped
      in the face by my old
      girlfriend, Naomi!
    
    Edgeworth:
      ...And then?
    
    Butz:
      And then...
      It was on fire!
      The bridge was on fire!
    
    Edgeworth:
      Dusky Bridge caught on fire!?
      Are you saying you saw it
      with your own eyes?
    
    Butz:
      Hey! Why are you giving me
      the evil eye!?
      I'm telling the truth!
    
    Edgeworth:
      (Hmm... There are still 3
      Psycholocks remaining...)
    
    Edgeworth:
      (That means he's still
      trying to hide something...)
    
    Edgeworth:
      By the way, Larry...
      Where were you when
      you saw that happen?
    
    Butz:
      Wh-Wh-Wh-Where you say?
      Wh-Wh-What do you mean!?
    
    Edgeworth:
      What do you mean,
      "What do I mean"!?
      ...Just answer the question!
    
    Butz:
      I-I was in my own room...
      by the Main Hall!
    
    Butz:
      Where else would I be!?
    
    Edgeworth:
      As usual, you're as
      transparent as an empty
      jelly jar.
    
    Edgeworth:
      The problem, I suspect, lies
      there...
    
    Butz:
      Th-Th-Th-Th-There?
      Wh-Wh-Wh-Wh-Whaddya
      mean th-th-there?
    
    Edgeworth:
      It's impossible for you to
      have seen lightning strike
      Dusky Bridge from your room!
    
    xxx Present something wrong xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
    x
    x Edgeworth:
    x   *TAKE THAT!*
    x
    x Edgeworth:
    x   Look at this, Larry!
    x
    x Butz:
    x   ...
    x   Hey, forget about that.
    x   Try drinking your hot water.
    x
    x Butz:
    x   If you don't drink it fast
    x   it's going to get cold.
    x
    x Edgeworth:
    x   Oh, sorry...
    x
    x Edgeworth:
    x   (It's cold alright...
    x   The water...
    x   And my evidence.)
    x
    x Butz:
    x   Well? Have you calmed
    x   down yet?
    x
    x Edgeworth:
    x   Um, yes... I'm going
    x   to think it over again.
    x
    x Butz:
    x   H-Hey, I'm telling you...
    x   there's nothing to think over!
    x
    x Butz:
    x   I was in my room doing
    x   "she loves me, she loves me
    x   not" with a bunch of flowers.
    x
    x RETURN TO QUESTION
    x
    xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
    
    *Present Hazakura Temple Map*
    
    Edgeworth:
      *TAKE THAT!*
    
    Edgeworth:
      This is a map of the area.
      Take a look around the
      vicinity of Hazakura Temple.
    
    Butz:
      Wh-What am I looking for?
    
    Edgeworth:
      I think that should be
      fairly obvious.
    
    Edgeworth:
      The Main Hall is surrounded
      by trees and it's impossible
      to see the bridge from here.
    
    Butz:
      What...!?
      Why didn't you tell me
      that before!?
    
    *1 LOCK BROKEN*
    
    Edgeworth:
      ...Well? How about it?
    
    Butz:
      How about what?
    
    Edgeworth:
      Do you feel like talking now?
    
    Butz:
      About what?
    
    Edgeworth:
      ...
      (It looks like it won't be
      that easy after all...)
    
    Edgeworth:
      ...You leave me no choice.
      I'll have to move on to the
      next step.
    
    Edgeworth:
      You weren't in your room at
      the temple. So then...
      Where were you?
    
    Butz:
      Y-Y-You don't know that
      I wasn't in my room!
    
    Edgeworth:
      (So where was Larry, and
      why was he there...?)
    
    Edgeworth:
      (If I've read the situation up
      to this point correctly, the
      answer is fairly obvious.)
    
    Edgeworth:
      ...Very well then.
      Let's test my theory.
    
    Edgeworth:
      The place you witnessed
      lightning striking Dusky
      Bridge from was... here!
    
    xxx Present anywhere else xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
    x
    x Edgeworth:
    x   *TAKE THAT!*
    x
    x Edgeworth:
    x   This is where you were!
    x   Well, what do you think,
    x   Larry!?
    x
    x Butz:
    x   Oh... Not much I guess.
    x
    x Edgeworth:
    x   ...
    x   I'm sorry, but what kind of
    x   answer is that?
    x
    x Butz:
    x   Well, you were just making
    x   small talk, right? Like "How
    x   are you doing?" or something.
    x
    x Edgeworth:
    x   ...Larry.
    x
    x Edgeworth:
    x   Look at the expression on
    x   my face. Do I look like I was
    x   just making small talk?
    x
    x Butz:
    x   To be honest?
    x   No... I guess not.
    x   Ha ha ha ha ha...
    x
    x Edgeworth:
    x   (It appears I didn't think it
    x   through carefully enough.)
    x
    x RETURN TO QUESTION
    x
    xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
    
    *Present Heavenly Hall*
    
    Edgeworth:
      *TAKE THAT!*
    
    Edgeworth:
      The place you saw the
      lightning strike from was
      naturally Heavenly Hall!
    
    Butz:
      ...Wh-Why would I be hanging
      out in this old shack?
    
    Butz:
      It's freezing cold, there's no
      electricity, and it could fall
      apart at any minute...
    
    Edgeworth:
      Larry... How do you know
      that anyway?
    
    Edgeworth:
      How do you know there's
      no electricity? After all,
      it's not that dark yet.
    
    Butz:
      Ah... Uh-oh!
    
    Edgeworth:
      In other words, you have just
      provided evidence to prove
      my theory...
    
    Edgeworth:
      My theory that you've at least
      once in your life visited
      Heavenly Hall after sunset!
    
    *1 LOCK BROKEN*
    
    Butz:
      I have to admit I'm impressed,
      Edgey! You're in a totally
      different league from Nick.
    
    Edgeworth:
      ...That's nice.
      Now tell me.
    
    Edgeworth:
      What were you doing at this
      cold little shack last night?
    
    Butz:
      That's what you might call...
      A "Fair de Core".
    
    Edgeworth:
      I think you mean
      "affaire de coeur".
    
    Edgeworth:
      Could it be you were...
      waiting for someone?
    
    Butz:
      Ooooh nooo!
    
    Butz:
      Y-You really are one
      scary guy, you know...
    
    Edgeworth:
      I believe that last night, you
      were waiting for this person
      to come meet you!
    
    xxx Present something wrong xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
    x
    x Edgeworth:
    x   *TAKE THAT!*
    x
    x Edgeworth:
    x   ...Well, Larry!?
    x   Was it THIS person...?
    x
    x Butz:
    x   ...You know what?
    x
    x Butz:
    x   You should save your finger
    x   pointing for the courtroom.
    x
    x Edgeworth:
    x   Tsk...!
    x
    x Butz:
    x   It's no wonder people call you
    x   a workaholic. You work too
    x   hard! You should be like me!
    x
    x Edgeworth:
    x   (Well, I'd rather "work too
    x   hard" than "hardly work"
    x   like a loafaholic like you...)
    x
    x Edgeworth:
    x   In any case...
    x   I know you were waiting
    x   for someone!
    x
    x Butz:
    x   Yeah, but... It's like I said.
    x   It's an "affaire de guerre".
    x
    x Edgeworth:
    x   No, Larry. You mean
    x   "affaire de coeur".
    x   At least I think you do.
    x
    x RETURN TO QUESTION
    x
    xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
    
    *Present Iris profile*
    
    Edgeworth:
      *TAKE THAT!*
    
    Edgeworth:
      There's only one person you'd
      wait for in a horrible place
      like this, Larry.
    
    Butz:
      I told you before...
      Don't call me "Larry"...
    
    Edgeworth:
      The person you were
      waiting for was... Iris!
    
    Butz:
      Ohh... Suddenly I feel
      cold all over, Edgey.
    
    Edgeworth:
      No doubt because of my
      chilly glare.
    
    Butz:
      So you think I got the hots
      for Sister Iris, huh...?
    
    Butz:
      D-Do you have some
      kind of evidence!?
    
    Butz:
      You got something that proves
      I was waiting for her!?
      Or are you just guessing?
    
    Edgeworth:
      (This is where I draw the
      line and end this ridiculous
      little game...)
    
    Edgeworth:
      Here's the evidence that
      you were waiting for Iris...
    
    xxx Present something wrong xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
    x
    x Edgeworth:
    x   *TAKE THAT!*
    x
    x Edgeworth:
    x   ...
    x   I-Is it just me?
    x
    x Edgeworth:
    x   Now, I'm the one that
    x   suddenly feels cold...
    x
    x Butz:
    x   Maybe it's because of my
    x   cold laugh?
    x
    x Edgeworth:
    x   (Grr... I hate making such
    x   stupid mistakes...)
    x
    x Butz:
    x   Do you really have the
    x   evidence you say you
    x   do, Edgey?
    x
    x RETURN TO QUESTION
    x
    xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
    
    *Present Note to Iris*
    
    Edgeworth:
      *TAKE THAT!*
    
    Edgeworth:
      ...Here's your evidence.
    
    Edgeworth:
      You called her to this spot
      with a pathetic blackmail
      letter!
    
    Butz:
      Oh! H-Hey!
      G-G-Give that back!
      You're embarrassing me!
    
    Butz:
      What are you doing with
      that anyway!?
    
    Edgeworth:
      That's not important!
      ...I misjudged you, Larry.
    
    Butz:
      What do you mean...?
    
    Edgeworth:
      Taking advantage of a woman's
      frailty like that! You should
      be ashamed of yourself!
    
    Butz:
      Ohhh... OHHHH!
    
    Edgeworth:
      First of all, what's this at
      the top of the letter?
      It says, "Salutation here"!
    
    Butz:
      W-Well that's what it said
      in that book, "Letter Writing
      for Dummies"!
    
    Edgeworth:
      You're not supposed to
      actually write that!
    
    Edgeworth:
      That's where you're supposed
      to write, "Dear Iris,"!
    
    Butz:
      WAAAAAAAAH!!!
      I'M SO SOOORRY!
    
    *1 LOCK BROKEN*
    
    *UNLOCK SUCCESSFUL*
    
    -------------------------------------------------------------------------------
    
    TALK (TO BUTZ)
    --------------
    
    >>> The night of the crime >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   So you were here in Heavenly
    >   Hall last night, were you
    >   not, Larry?
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   And you saw the lightning
    >   hit Dusky Bridge, didn't you?
    >
    > Butz:
    >   S-Sorry, Edgey...
    >
    > Gumshoe:
    >   Sorry doesn't cut it, you
    >   scumbag! Threatening
    >   a young lady like that...
    >
    > Butz:
    >   *gulp*...
    >
    > Butz:
    >   ...
    >
    > Butz:
    >   Wait, hold up.
    >
    > Gumshoe:
    >   ...What now, pal?
    >
    > Butz:
    >   What are you talking about!?
    >   What "threatening" stuff!?
    >
    > Gumshoe:
    >   I'll tell you what! You tried
    >   to scare Iris by threatening
    >   to expose her secret, pal!
    >
    > Butz:
    >   What do you mean threaten!?
    >   When did I threaten her!?
    >
    > Gumshoe:
    >   "...unless you want your
    >   'secret' to be exposed..."
    >
    > Gumshoe:
    >   That sure sounds
    >   like a threat to me, pal!
    >   Blackmail, in fact!
    >
    > Butz:
    >   Gimme a break! It's a
    >   love letter! Haven't
    >   you ever been in love!?
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   Wh-What did you just
    >   say!?
    >
    > Butz:
    >   My love for her burns so
    >   hotly, it could melt all the
    >   snow on this mountain!
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   O-Oh? Then what is this
    >   secret you mention!?
    >
    > Butz:
    >   Come on, Edgey...
    >   Don't you get it?
    >
    > Butz:
    >   I'm talking about the secret
    >   love between her and me!
    >
    > Butz:
    >   Obviously she wouldn't want
    >   old lady Bikini to know about
    >   it, right...?
    >
    > Butz:
    >   About our... hot and sour...
    >   bittersweet love affair!
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   ...
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   Alright, then why did you send
    >   a love letter in a business-
    >   like manila envelope!?
    >
    > Butz:
    >   Give me a break! It's not my
    >   fault I didn't have any other
    >   envelopes! Yeesh!
    >
    > Gumshoe:
    >   Then why were you so
    >   quick to apologize, pal!?
    >
    > Butz:
    >   It's cuz Edgey gave me
    >   that scary look of his!
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   ...
    >   ...
    >
    > Butz:
    >   What's wrong, Edgey?
    >   Why are you so quiet all
    >   of a sudden?
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   That's it? That's all those
    >   huge locks were about?
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   I-I don't understand why
    >   you were so defensive...
    >
    > Butz:
    >   Well, I dunno either...
    >   I guess the thing is...
    >
    > Butz:
    >   ...you shouldn't expect
    >   too much from a guy
    >   like me.
    >
    > Butz:
    >   ...Hey, come on. Don't
    >   let it get you down!
    >
    > Gumshoe:
    >   ...
    >
    > Gumshoe:
    >   B-But Mr. Edgeworth!
    >
    > Gumshoe:
    >   This guy is still hiding
    >   something! I know it!
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   What do you mean, Detective?
    >
    > Gumshoe:
    >   Don't forget what this guy
    >   said just a minute ago!
    >
    > --------------------------------------------
    >
    > Butz:
    >   If you really wanna know,
    >   last night...
    >
    > Butz:
    >   ...I saw something
    >   incredible.
    >
    > --------------------------------------------
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   (Hmm... He's right!)
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   Larry!
    >
    > Butz:
    >   Wh-What!? Y-You're looking
    >   at me like a hungry dog that
    >   just found a bone!
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   What was this "something
    >   incredible" you saw last
    >   night...?
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   ...You're going to tell
    >   me, Larry! One way
    >   or another!
    >
    >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
    
    >>> Something incredible >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
    >
    > Butz:
    >   I... I already told you,
    >   didn't I?
    >
    > Butz:
    >   I saw lightning strike
    >   Dusky Bridge!
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   Yes, and I believe it
    >   was the incredible
    >   sight you saw.
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   But now that I think about
    >   it, something doesn't quite
    >   ring true.
    >
    > Butz:
    >   Wh-What doesn't?
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   If that's all there is to your
    >   story, your heart wouldn't
    >   have had all those locks!
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   Yes, Larry...
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   I believe you saw something
    >   last night. Something more
    >   incredible than lightning.
    >
    > Butz:
    >   ...
    >
    > Butz:
    >   Wh-What!? Wh-When!?
    >   Wh-Where!? Wh-Why!? H-How!?
    >
    > Gumshoe:
    >   Hey! What do you
    >   think you're doing!?
    >
    > Gumshoe:
    >   If you hide anything from
    >   Mr. Edgeworth, I'll arrest you
    >   on the spot, pal!
    >
    > Butz:
    >   Ah...
    >
    > Butz:
    >   Aaaaaaaaaaaah!
    >
    > *5 PSYCHE-LOCKS*
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   ...Nooooooooooooooooooo!
    >
    > Gumshoe:
    >   Wh-What's wrong, sir?
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   D-Does this mean I have
    >   to do it all over again?
    >
    > Butz:
    >   Wh-Why are you glaring at
    >   me like I'm next to be hit
    >   by a bolt of lightning!?
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   (I've just about had it
    >   with this harlequin...)
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   (If I really want to drag the
    >   truth out of him...)
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   (...I'll just have to drag him
    >   to the witness stand!)
    >
    >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
    
    
                                                 To be continued.
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    February 9, 9:47 AM
    District Court
    Defendant Lobby No. 1
    
    Iris:
      Oh my... Mr. Laurice feels
      that way about... me...?
    
    Edgeworth:
      Apparently... he isn't aware
      of your real secret at all.
    
    Iris:
      ...
      ......
    
    Edgeworth:
      This is no time to be
      embarrassed!
    
    Iris:
      I-I'm sorry!
    
    Iris:
      I'm just... hardly accustomed
      to that sort of thing.
    
    Edgeworth:
      Worry not... And in any case,
      whatever it was that he saw on
      the night of the incident...
    
    Edgeworth:
      Mark my words, I will drag
      it out him!
    
    Iris:
      Does that mean... Mr. Laurice
      is the witness today...?
    
    Edgeworth:
      ...No.
    
    Edgeworth:
      I believe that nun...
      will be the first to take
      the stand.
    
    Iris:
      Sister Bikini...
    
    Edgeworth:
      She claims to have seen the
      very instant in which you
      carried out the crime.
    
    Iris:
      ...
    
    Edgeworth:
      I just want to ask you one
      last time.
    
    Edgeworth:
      It really wasn't you who
      killed Ms. Elise Deauxnim,
      correct?
    
    Iris:
      ...
    
    Iris:
      That is correct. It wasn't
      me.
    
    Edgeworth:
      ...Very well then.
    
    Iris:
      Um... Mr. Edgeworth?
    
    Edgeworth:
      ...Yes?
    
    Iris:
      You are a prosecutor...
      aren't you?
    
    Iris:
      Are you sure about this?
      If your true identity is
      revealed...
    
    Edgeworth:
      Don't worry.
      ...I've taken the necessary
      steps.
    
    Iris:
      Y-You have...?
    
    Edgeworth:
      ...Iris.
    
    Edgeworth:
      It is a prosecutor's job
      to doubt people.
    
    Iris:
      ...
    
    Edgeworth:
      But right now... I am a
      defense attorney.
    
    Edgeworth:
      A defense attorney's job is to
      believe in people, and to
      believe until the bitter end.
    
    Edgeworth:
      That's what a friend of mine
      told me once.
    
    Iris:
      Mr. Edgeworth...
    
    Edgeworth:
      You may pass judgment on me
      from the defendant's chair.
      You are the one to decide...
    
    Edgeworth:
      ...whether or not I am able
      to do the task I have been
      entrusted.
    
    Iris:
      ...
    
    Iris:
      ...Very well, sir.
      I leave my defense in
      your capable hands.
    
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    February 9, 10:00 AM
    District Court
    Courtroom No. 7
    
    Judge:
      Court is now in session for
      the trial of Sister Iris of
      Hazakura Temple.
    
    Edgeworth:
      The defense is ready,
      Your Honor.
    
    Judge:
      ...The defense does indeed
      appear to be ready...
    
    Judge:
      However, the same cannot be
      said for the prosecution in
      this case.
    
    Edgeworth:
      ...Indeed.
    
    Judge:
      I'm not sure I like such
      blatant waste of this
      court's time.
    
    Judge:
      An empty prosecutor's chair
      can only mean...
    
    Judge:
      ...that the prosecutor has no
      confidence in their ability to
      prove their case.
    
    Judge:
      It would seem this case is
      already over before it had
      a chance to begin.
    
    Judge:
      I am ready to announce my
      verdict at this time. This
      court finds the defendant...
    
    ? ? ?:
      *OBJECTION!*
    
    ? ? ?:
      The prosecution...
      stands ready.
    
    Judge:
      A-And you are...?
    
    von Karma:
      Franziska von Karma...
      Prosecuting prodigy.
    
    Judge:
      V-Von Karma, you say...?
    
    Judge:
      Perchance, you wouldn't be of
      any relation to the legendary
      prosecutor Manfred von Karma?
    
    von Karma:
      ...
    
    von Karma:
      Legends are a thing of the
      past. I am a Von Karma.
      That is all.
    
    von Karma:
      Upon a special request, I flew
      in today for the purposes of
      prosecuting this case.
    
    Judge:
      Y-You did!?
      Then... you must be quite a
      big shot, eh!
    
    Judge:
      By the way,
      Mr. Edgeworth...
    
    Edgeworth:
      Yes, Your Honor?
    
    Judge:
      I'm almost certain that I've
      seen you somewhere before.
      Or am I just imagining things?
    
    Judge:
      You look very much like a
      prosecutor I met once...
    
    Edgeworth:
      ...I believe you are imagining
      things, Your Honor.
    
    Judge:
      Ms. von Karma?
      Do you have anything to say?
    
    von Karma:
      ...
    
    von Karma:
      There is no such weakling as
      this man among those of the
      Prosecutor's Office.
    
    Judge:
      There... there isn't...?
      But I'm sure... once before,
      in this courtroom...
    
    Judge:
      Ack!
    
    von Karma:
      ...I told you, there is no
      such weakling!
    
    Judge:
      Wh-What is that!? A whip!?
      I'm not sure I care for such a
      thing in my courtroom!
    
    Judge:
      B-Bailiff! Remove that whip,
      at...
    
    Edgeworth:
      *HOLD IT!*
    
    Edgeworth:
      ...I have no objection to
      the whip.
    
    Judge:
      Y-You don't...?
    
    Edgeworth:
      The prosecution can wield a
      whip or drink seventeen cups
      of coffee...
    
    Edgeworth:
      But there is still only one
      truth. That is what I stand
      here to prove today!
    
    von Karma:
      This promises to be
      interesting...
      Miles Edgeworth.
    
    von Karma:
      ...I had expected to face
      Phoenix Wright here today.
    
    von Karma:
      But looking at you now...
    
    von Karma:
      ...maybe this is what I have
      been waiting for all this
      time.
    
    von Karma:
      Miles Edgeworth! I will not
      allow this chance to crush
      you slip through my fingers!
    
    Edgeworth:
      ...I see you brought your
      flair for the histrionic.
    
    Judge:
      Allow me to add to the things
      I'm not sure about... People
      acting bizarrely in my court!
    
    Judge:
      Uwa-hah!
    
    von Karma:
      ...The stage is set.
      Now continue with the
      proceedings, Your Honor.
    
    Judge:
      Very well. Ms. von Karma,
      please give an outline of
      this case.
    
    Judge:
      With as little whipping as
      possible!
    
    von Karma:
      The murder victim is the
      famed picture book author,
      Ms. Elise Deauxnim.
    
    von Karma:
      Her body was found in the
      Hazakura Temple courtyard.
    
    von Karma:
      She had been stabbed through
      the torso by a ceremonial
      sword from a golden statue.
    
    Judge:
      The sword in this picture...
      is the weapon in question,
      correct...?
    
    Judge:
      ...Very well.
      The court accepts this
      photo of the crime scene.
    
    *Crime Photo added to the
    Court Record.*
    
    von Karma:
      There is no mistake. This
      was the doing of Sister Iris.
    
    von Karma:
      After all... there is a
      witness to her crime.
    
    Judge:
      ...Very well.
    
    Judge:
      Please bring this witness to
      the stand!
    
    Edgeworth:
      (And so it begins...)
    
    Edgeworth:
      (My first and my last trial...
      as a defense attorney!)
    
    --------------------------------------------
    
    von Karma:
      ...Witness. State your name
      and occupation. Please.
    
    Judge:
      H-Hold on here! I'm not sure
      about being not sure if
      I care for this at all!
    
    Judge:
      Witness! Please stand up
      nice and straight!
    
    Edgeworth:
      If I recall correctly...
    
    Edgeworth:
      ...there are a few milk crates
      in the defendant's lobby for
      witnesses with bad backs.
    
    Judge:
      Bailiff!
      Fetch a crate for this
      poor lady, please!
    
    --------------------------------------------
    
    von Karma:
      ...Once again. Your name
      and occupation, please.
    
    Bikini:
      Little old me? Well, I'm the
      head nun of Hazakura Temple
      on Eagle Mountain.
    
    Bikini:
      My name is Bikini.
      You got it? Bikini.
      Nice to meet everyone.
    
    Judge:
      ...
    
    Judge:
      But you don't appear to be
      wearing a bikini right now...
    
    Judge:
      Uwah!
    
    von Karma:
      ...The courtroom is the garden
      of holy judgment.
    
    von Karma:
      Those with lechery in their
      hearts should leave this
      sanctuary at once!
    
    Judge:
      Y-You want me to leave!?
    
    Bikini:
      No need to get your bikinis in
      a twist! Let me tell you, I'm
      a sight to behold in summer!
    
    Bikini:
      Wha ha ha! Ha ha ha! Ha ha!
    
    Edgeworth:
      In any case...
    
    Edgeworth:
      Witness. I hear that you
      saw the crime take place on
      the night in question.
    
    Bikini:
      That's right!
    
    Bikini:
      I can still hardly believe it
      myself, to be honest.
    
    Bikini:
      There's no way dear little
      Iris could do anything like
      that...
    
    Judge:
      Let us hear what you have
      to say then.
    
    Judge:
      First, tell us aboot your own
      movements that night, eh!
    
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    WITNESS TESTIMONY
    -- The Night of the Murder --
    
    (1)
    Bikini:
      That night I was helping an
      acolyte with her training in
      the Inner Temple. But...
    
    (2)
    Bikini:
      Well, as you can see, my
      back likes to act up.
      Violently.
    
    (3)
    Bikini:
      So, I left Iris to help the
      acolyte, and returned to
      Hazakura Temple.
    
    (4)
    Bikini:
      There's no bath at the Inner
      Temple, you see, and I needed
      a long, hot soak.
    
    (5)
    Bikini:
      It was after I had finished,
      just as I was heading back...
      that's when I saw it!
    
    --------------------------------------------
    
    Judge:
      Hmm...
    
    Judge:
      So it was simply coincidence
      that you found yourself
      returning to Hazakura Temple?
    
    Bikini:
      ...Yes, you could say that.
    
    Bikini:
      If my back hadn't been in so
      much pain, I would have stayed
      at the Inner Temple.
    
    Edgeworth:
      (That sounds like a pretty
      important statement she
      just made...)
    
    von Karma:
      There is only one problem
      with this testimony that I
      can see...
    
    von Karma:
      And you're not about to fall
      at the first hurdle, now are
      you, Miles Edgeworth?
    
    Edgeworth:
      ...
    
    Judge:
      Mr. Edgeworth.
      ...Please begin your cross-
      examination.
    
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    CROSS EXAMINATION
    -- The Night of the Murder --
    
    (1)
    Bikini:
      That night I was helping an
      acolyte with her training in
      the Inner Temple. But...
    
         Edgeworth:
           *HOLD IT!*
    
         Edgeworth:
           What is this Inner Temple...?
    
         Bikini:
           Well, see, conversing with the
           spirits is what we train
           people to do, right?
    
         Judge:
           We'll be the ones asking you
           the questions, madam.
    
         Bikini:
           ...In order to do that, a
           place strong in spiritual
           power is required.
    
         Bikini:
           There's a small temple across
           Dusky Bridge, called the
           Inner Temple.
    
         Bikini:
           Acolytes must spend an entire
           night there to undergo intense
           training.
    
         Edgeworth:
           And how exactly do you help
           with this process...?
    
         Bikini:
           It is all quite exacting.
           It can't be performed without
           a nun supervising.
    
         von Karma:
           Like a tutor, watching to make
           sure a spoiled child studies.
    
         Edgeworth:
           (A tutor with a whip, in your
           case.)
    
         Edgeworth:
           If that is the case...
    
         Edgeworth:
           ...then why did you return to
           Hazakura Temple, where the
           murder took place?
    
    (2)
    Bikini:
      Well, as you can see, my
      back likes to act up.
      Violently.
    
         Edgeworth:
           *HOLD IT!*
    
         Edgeworth:
           Violently...?
    
         Bikini:
           That's right. It's no laughing
           matter, especially in winter!
    
         Bikini:
           I can't hold anything heavier
           than a knife and fork during
           the cold months!
    
         Bikini:
           Just being alive is like
           strict training!
    
         Bikini:
           Wah ha ha! Wha ha! Wah ha ha!
    
         Edgeworth:
           On the night of the murder,
           was this fabulous back of
           yours hurting again...?
    
         Bikini:
           That's right. Raging like a
           bull in a pigpen. I almost
           fainted once or twice!
    
         Bikini:
           I just knew that unless I
           warmed it up, it was going
           to finally finish me off!
    
    (3)
    Bikini:
      So, I left Iris to help the
      acolyte, and returned to
      Hazakura Temple.
    
         Edgeworth:
           *HOLD IT!*
    
         Edgeworth:
           You "left Iris to help"...
           With what?
    
         Bikini:
           What do you think? The
           acolyte's training, of course.
    
         Bikini:
           It was just past 10 PM, so
           we were starting to enter into
           the training exercises proper.
    
         Judge:
           Wasn't it your place to
           remain with the disciple?
    
         Bikini:
           Well, the job is simply to
           watch over the acolyte so
           that they don't pass away.
    
         Edgeworth:
           Just to confirm this point
           again, that night...
    
         Edgeworth:
           ...you met Iris in the Inner
           Temple, correct?
    
         Bikini:
           Yes, yes. She's a gentle,
           honest girl.
    
         Bikini:
           She's never once failed to
           follow my directions.
    
    (3b)
    Bikini:
      Iris came to the Inner Temple.
      She was dressed exactly as
      she had been at dinner.
    
         Edgeworth:
           *HOLD IT!*
    
         Edgeworth:
           Are you sure that you're
           not making a mistake...?
    
         Bikini:
           ...You, young man, need to
           get your estimation of me
           up from the floor!
    
         Edgeworth:
           Nngh...!
    
         Bikini:
           Iris always wears the same
           clothes.
    
         Bikini:
           The smallest thing out of
           place would have stood out
           like a sore thumb to me!
    
         Bikini:
           You're making a mistake,
           thinking I made a mistake!
    
         Judge:
           ...An excellent finish there,
           witness.
    
         Edgeworth:
           (Still, I have to wonder...)
    
    (4)
    Bikini:
      There's no bath at the Inner
      Temple, you see, and I needed
      a long, hot soak.
    
         Edgeworth:
           *HOLD IT!*
    
         Edgeworth:
           ...So you returned to the
           Hazakura Temple in order to
           take a bath?
    
         Bikini:
           My back is to blame for
           everything.
    
         Bikini:
           It's a "do or be done in"
           kind of world, after all.
    
         Edgeworth:
           How long were you in the
           bath for, if you don't
           mind me asking?
    
         Bikini:
           ...
    
         Bikini:
           My my my, what a filthy little
           rogue you are! I know what's
           on your mind!
    
         Edgeworth:
           ...?
    
         Bikini:
           I bet your next question is
           going to be, "Where exactly
           did you wash?"
    
         Bikini:
           Ah, THIS is why you have to
           watch the young ones...
    
         Edgeworth:
           W-What are you going on
           about!? I was...
    
         Edgeworth:
           Gwah!
    
         von Karma:
           ...Pathetic, Miles Edgeworth.
    
         Judge:
           The lowest of the low.
    
         Edgeworth:
           (Is there some sort of
           "Kick Me" sign stuck to the
           defense's bench!?)
    
         Bikini:
           Anyway, I couldn't afford to
           be away from my post for too
           long, you understand, so...
    
    (5)
    Bikini:
      It was after I had finished,
      just as I was heading back...
      that's when I saw it!
    
         Edgeworth:
           *HOLD IT!*
    
         Edgeworth:
           The crime took place in
           the courtyard, correct...?
    
         Bikini:
           When you go from my room to
           the Main Hall...
    
         Bikini:
           ...you have to take a winding
           hallway from which you can see
           the courtyard.
    
         von Karma:
           That's right.
           In other words...
    
         von Karma:
           ...it was pure coincidence
           that the witness saw the crime
           taking place before her eyes.
    
         von Karma:
           There was no complicated
           set-up in this case!
    
         Judge:
           Hmm...
           That certainly seems to be
           true.
    
    --------------------------------------------
    
    Edgeworth:
      (There is indeed only one
      problem with this testimony.)
    
    Edgeworth:
      (If I can clearly point out
      what it is, then I can begin
      to quantify...)
    
    Edgeworth:
      (...just how good this
      witness's memory and
      observation skills are.)
    
    RETURN TO THE START OF CROSS-EXAMINATION
    
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    *Present Iris's Testimony* at (3)
    
    Edgeworth:
      *OBJECTION!*
    
    Edgeworth:
      ...Witnesses have to undergo
      their own trials, I'm afraid.
    
    Edgeworth:
      The defendant's fate rests on
      their powers of observation
      and memory, after all.
    
    Bikini:
      Well, well, well. Don't worry!
      I'm more than up to the task!
    
    Bikini:
      I'm a woman of faith, after
      all. The head honcho of
      Hazakura Temple.
    
    Edgeworth:
      In that case, Ms. Honcho...
      I'd like you to explain
      something for me.
    
    Edgeworth:
      The discrepancy between your
      testimony and that of the
      defendant, Iris.
    
    Edgeworth:
      She claims that after ringing
      the lights out bell, she went
      back and stayed in her room.
    
    Edgeworth:
      ...Which means! She did not go
      to the Inner Temple at all!
    
    Bikini:
      N... No...!
      She said that...?
    
    von Karma:
      *OBJECTION!*
    
    von Karma:
      A defendant or a witness...
    
    von Karma:
      Who is more likely to lie,
      do you suppose?
    
    von Karma:
      The defendant is simply lying
      to cover her back!
    
    Edgeworth:
      *OBJECTION!*
    
    Edgeworth:
      But that is completely
      illogical.
    
    Edgeworth:
      The murder was committed in
      the courtyard of Hazakura
      Temple.
    
    Edgeworth:
      Claiming that she "went to the
      Inner Temple" would make for
      a much better alibi.
    
    von Karma:
      ...!
    
    Bikini:
      But that is odd...
    
    Bikini:
      Whatever the reason...
      I can't believe that she would
      lie...!
    
    Judge:
      Hmm... she does indeed have
      honest eyes!
    
    Judge:
      Uwaaaah!
    
    von Karma:
      ...All people lie.
      That is my belief.
    
    Judge:
      Why am I the only one being
      whipped in here...!?
    
    Judge:
      Anyway! Neither the witness
      nor the defendant have any
      reason to lie!
    
    Judge:
      Which means...
    
    Judge:
      We must call your memory into
      question...
    
    Bikini:
      Dear, dear, dear. You're older
      than me and yet you want to
      play that game, do you?
    
    Judge:
      A-Ah, well, that isn't
      exactly what I...
    
    Bikini:
      My memory is perfect! Crystal
      clear! Especially in winter!
    
    Judge:
      Then... I suppose it's too
      early to end this cross-
      examination, eh.
    
    Judge:
      Mr. Edgeworth. If you are
      going to question the memory
      of this witness...
    
    Judge:
      ...you will need to show
      me a more decisive piece
      of evidence.
    
    Edgeworth:
      ...Understood, Your Honor.
      (I was naïve to think that
      alone would do the trick.)
    
    Judge:
      Then please add your comments
      aboot Iris to the testimony...
    
    Judge:
      And let us return to the
      cross-examination.
    
    CHANGE (3) TO (3b)
    
    RETURN TO THE START OF CROSS-EXAMINATION
    
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    *Present Iris's Hood* at (3b)
    
    Edgeworth:
      *OBJECTION!*
    
    Edgeworth:
      ...Witness. Let's get one
      thing straight.
    
    Edgeworth:
      The defendant whom you claim
      to have met...
    
    Edgeworth:
      ...she was wearing this
      "Demon-Warding Hood", correct?
    
    Bikini:
      Of course!
    
    Bikini:
      That is a very important
      piece of clothing, I'll have
      you know!
    
    Bikini:
      Wha ha ha! Wha ha ha! Ha ha...
      Wait a minute...
    
    von Karma:
      *OBJECTION!*
    
    von Karma:
      H-Hold it right there!
      Why do you have that...!?
    
    Edgeworth:
      That's the question of the
      day, now isn't it...
      Ms. von Karma?
    
    Edgeworth:
      I'll have you know that this
      hood was given to someone
      as a gift that night.
    
    Edgeworth:
      Before the lights out bell
      was rung.
    
    von Karma:
      W... What!?
    
    Edgeworth:
      ...You know where I'm going
      with this, don't you?
    
    Edgeworth:
      If the witness had seen the
      defendant as she claims...
    
    Edgeworth:
      ...the defendant couldn't
      have been wearing this
      very hood!
    
    Bikini:
      Well well well!
    
    Edgeworth:
      (It's not a bad feeling at
      all, exposing contradictions
      like this...)
    
    Edgeworth:
      (Now I understand that happy
      look on Wright's face every
      time he does it...)
    
    Judge:
      Order! Order in the court!
      Witness, your response...
    
    Judge:
      Wuahaaa!
    
    von Karma:
      ...Sister.
    
    von Karma:
      This hood... You have spare
      ones around the temple, don't
      you?
    
    Bikini:
      Spares... Well...
    
    Bikini:
      I do tend to make too many of
      them.
    
    Judge:
      I see...
      A stockpile. A surplus of
      hoods, eh?
    
    Bikini:
      Each nun is only given
      one hood.
    
    Bikini:
      This should be the only hood
      that Iris owned...
    
    Judge:
      Hmm...
      Then this is quite strange!
    
    Judge:
      Waaaah!
    
    von Karma:
      If there was a surplus of
      hoods, then she could have
      worn one of those!
    
    von Karma:
      ...There is no contradiction
      here!
    
    Judge:
      Hmm...
    
    Edgeworth:
      (I'm sorry to break this to
      you, Ms. von Karma... but you
      won't get away that easily.)
    
    Edgeworth:
      (Discrepancies such as this
      will sow seeds in any human
      heart.)
    
    Edgeworth:
      (The seeds of doubt.)
    
    Judge:
      ...Witness.
    
    Judge:
      While I don't wish to call
      your testimony into doubt...
    
    Judge:
      ...you must give every detail
      with precision.
    
    Bikini:
      I-I'm not sure I'm comfortable
      going along with this...
    
    von Karma:
      Sister. You shall continue
      with your testimony.
    
    von Karma:
      Tell us what you saw after
      finishing your bath, on your
      way back to the Inner Temple!
    
    Edgeworth:
      (Those seeds of doubt are
      sprouting in the Judge's
      heart.)
    
    Edgeworth:
      (They just need a little more
      stimulation to bear fruit...)
    
    Edgeworth:
      (Contradictory
      stimulation.)
    
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    WITNESS TESTIMONY
    -- After My Bath --
    
    (1)
    Bikini:
      I finished my bath around 11,
      and I thought I should return
      to the Inner Temple.
    
    (2)
    Bikini:
      And as I was walking back... I
      heard a noise from the court-
      yard. I took a look and...
    
    (3)
    Bikini:
      Iris was...! Oh, Mystic Elise!
      And with that sword, of all
      things!
    
    (4)
    Bikini:
      Mystic Elise was staying in
      the corner room, which faces
      out onto the courtyard.
    
    (5)
    Bikini:
      The stabbing I saw must have
      occurred after she was
      pushed out of her window.
    
    --------------------------------------------
    
    Judge:
      You saw a truly terrible
      sight, didn't you...?
    
    Judge:
      If I was in your place...
    
    Judge:
      ...then it would be much like
      Ms. von Karma whipping
      Mr. Edgeworth in two in court!
    
    Judge:
      And me, seeing it all from
      this very chair!
    
    Judge:
      ...Er, well, something like
      that.
    
    Edgeworth:
      (This judge...)
    
    Edgeworth:
      (His imagination is about as
      vivid and creative as
      Detective Gumshoe...)
    
    von Karma:
      I would look the fool if I
      commented on such foolishness.
    
    von Karma:
      Anyway, this case is mine...
      Miles Edgeworth!
    
    Edgeworth:
      Calling everyone by their full
      name... Can't you do something
      about that habit of yours?
    
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    CROSS EXAMINATION
    -- After My Bath --
    
    (1)
    Bikini:
      I finished my bath around 11,
      and I thought I should return
      to the Inner Temple.
    
         Edgeworth:
           *HOLD IT!*
    
         Edgeworth:
           ...How far is it from your
           room to the Inner Temple?
    
         Bikini:
           Let me think a moment...
    
         Bikini:
           About twenty minutes, on these
           stumps of mine.
    
         Bikini:
           It's about 15 minutes to
           Dusky Bridge from Hazakura
           Temple.
    
         Bikini:
           The Inner Temple is just
           beyond the bridge.
    
         von Karma:
           Still, you never made it
           back there that night, did
           you?
    
         Bikini:
            T-That's right...
    
         Bikini:
           I was heading along the
           walkway toward the Main
           Hall...
    
    (2)
    Bikini:
      And as I was walking back... I
      heard a noise from the court-
      yard. I took a look and...
    
         Edgeworth:
           *HOLD IT!*
    
         Edgeworth:
           You say you heard a noise...?
    
         Bikini:
           "Thump"... Just like that.
    
         von Karma:
           ...That could only be the
           sound of the victim falling.
    
         Bikini:
           It's very quiet in the temple,
           you know.
    
         Bikini:
           You can even hear the snow
           falling from the branches.
    
         Bikini:
           "Thump"... Just like that.
    
         Judge:
           But then, couldn't this noise
           you heard have been snow
           falling to the ground?
    
         Bikini:
           ...
    
         Bikini:
           I never thought of that.
    
         Bikini:
           Wah ha ha. Wha ha ha. Ha ha...
    
         Judge:
           Hoh hoh. Hoh hoh. Hoh hoh...
    
         Judge:
           Uaaaaaah!
    
         von Karma:
           The next one to laugh gets
           a whipping!
    
         Bikini:
           Well. Whatever the source of
           the sound, I looked over at
           the courtyard and...
    
    (3)
    Bikini:
      Iris was...! Oh, Mystic Elise!
      And with that sword, of all
      things!
    
         Edgeworth:
           *HOLD IT!*
    
         Edgeworth:
           ...This is the second time
           that the witness has testified
           to seeing the defendant.
    
         Edgeworth:
           But... some doubt remains in
           these claims.
    
         Bikini:
           Hey, just what does that
           mean!?
    
         Bikini:
           Just because you're a good-
           looking young man doesn't
           give you the right to...
    
         Edgeworth:
           The murderer who stabbed
           the victim with the sword...
    
         Edgeworth:
           Sister Bikini, try to recall
           exactly who it was you saw!
           As clearly as you can!
    
         Bikini:
           Hmm... Well. You're a
           handsome young man,
           so I'll forgive you.
    
         Bikini:
           ...
           Oh! Now that you mention it...
    
         Bikini:
           There was something awfully
           strange about her...
    
         Bikini:
           Something that has been
           bugging me all this time!
    
         Edgeworth:
           ...Please, don't keep us in
           suspense.
    
         Bikini:
           Her hood!
    
         von Karma:
           Her hood...?
    
         Bikini:
           That's right!
           ...It's coming back to me...
    
         Bikini:
           Iris... She wasn't wearing her
           hood!
    
         Bikini:
           I thought something was
           out of place, but...
    
         Bikini:
           It all makes sense now,
           doesn't it?
    
         Bikini:
           After all, she'd given that
           hood away to someone, right?
    
         Edgeworth:
           ...Urk!
    
         von Karma:
           Hah...
    
         von Karma:
           You've dug your own grave,
           Miles Edgeworth!
    
         Judge:
           What do you say,
           Mr. Edgeworth? Is this
           testimony important?
    
         *** It's not important *********************
         *
         * Edgeworth:
         *   (...This line of questioning
         *   is only going to tear the
         *   wound open further.)
         *
         * Edgeworth:
         *   These statements are as
         *   useless as the investigations
         *   of a certain detective.
         *
         * Edgeworth:
         *   ...There is no need to record
         *   them.
         *
         * Judge:
         *   Hmm...
         *
         * Judge:
         *   Very well.
         *   ...Please, continue with your
         *   testimony.
         *
         * von Karma:
         *   Hmph...
         *
         ********************************************
    
         *** It's important *************************
         *
         * Edgeworth:
         *   (This may initially appear to
         *   put me at a disadvantage...)
         *
         * Edgeworth:
         *   (But, I can't see any other
         *   leads at the moment...)
         *
         * Edgeworth:
         *   ...Your Honor. I would like
         *   these new statements to be
         *   added to the testimony.
         *
         * von Karma:
         *   Heh...
         *   Miles Edgeworth.
         *
         * von Karma:
         *   If you want to hang yourself,
         *   you need only to ask. I'll
         *   gladly lend you my whip!
         *
         * Judge:
         *   Witness. Add that statement
         *   to your testimony.
         *
         * Bikini:
         *   ...No problem.
         *
         * ADD STATEMENT (3b)
         *
         ********************************************
    
    (3b)
    Bikini:
      Now that you mention it...
      Iris didn't have her hood on.
    
         Edgeworth:
           *HOLD IT!*
    
         Edgeworth:
            You are sure about that...?
    
         Bikini:
           Yes. After all, we always
           wear the same clothes.
    
         Bikini:
           Ah! I don't mean because we're
           poor, you understand? It's
           our style. Yes, that's it!
     
         Edgeworth:
           ...There's absolutely no need
           to explain yourself.
    
         Bikini:
           Anyway! She looked different
           from normal, so that really
           stuck out.
    
         von Karma:
           Like me holding a whippet
           puppy instead of my whip.
    
         Edgeworth:
           (At least then it might bite
           you and not someone else...)
    
         Bikini:
           Iris didn't have her hood on.
           I'm sure of it!
    
         Judge:
           ...Very well.
    
         Judge:
           Now, please tell us aboot
           the victim, eh.
    
    (4)
    Bikini:
      Mystic Elise was staying in
      the corner room, which faces
      out onto the courtyard.
    
         Edgeworth:
           *HOLD IT!*
    
         Edgeworth:
           The room the victim was
           staying in overlooked the
           courtyard, correct?
    
         Judge:
           Which means... the victim's
           room was on the second floor?
    
         Bikini:
           No, no. Hazakura Temple is
           a single story building.
    
         Bikini:
           But the mountain itself
           slopes downward...
    
         Bikini:
           ...which elevates the Main
           Gate side of the temple and
           the guest rooms in the back...
    
         Bikini:
           ...to about the height of a
           two story building.
    
         Judge:
           I see... And the victim was
           staying in one of these
           elevated rooms, correct?
    
         Bikini:
           Yes... I should know. I'm the
           one who carried her things to
           her room, after all...
    
    (5)
    Bikini:
      The stabbing I saw must have
      occurred after she was
      pushed out of her window.
    
         Edgeworth:
           *HOLD IT!*
    
         Edgeworth:
           What makes you so sure of all
           this...?
    
         Bikini:
           It's just like I told
           you earlier...
    
         Bikini:
           "I heard a noise from the
           courtyard."
           OK?
    
         Bikini:
           "Thump"... Just like that.
    
         von Karma:
           You're one smart sister,
           I'll give you that.
    
         von Karma:
           The autopsy report states
           that...
    
         von Karma:
           ...the victim's body was
           covered in bruises...
    
         von Karma:
           ...indicating a fall from
           around 10 feet in height.
    
         Judge:
           Hmm...
           It appears that the witness
           was not mistaken then.
    
         Bikini:
           Yep. Yep. I'm more than just
           a pretty face. Especially in
           winter!
    
         Bikini:
           I'm a woman of faith, after
           all. The head honcho of
           Hazakura Temple.
    
         Edgeworth:
           (There's only two of them
           working there...!)
    
         von Karma:
           What's wrong, Miles Edgeworth?
           No snappy comeback remark?
    
         Edgeworth:
           ...
    
    --------------------------------------------
    
    Edgeworth:
      (...It doesn't feel like she
      is lying.)
    
    Edgeworth: 
      (This is very powerful
      testimony, too.)
    
    Edgeworth:
      (She claims to have seen the
      instant in which the defendant
      stabbed the victim...)
    
    Edgeworth:
      (There are only two things
      I can believe in right now...)
    
    Edgeworth:
      (My client, Iris, and my
      own abilities as a defense
      attorney.)
    
    RETURN TO THE START OF CROSS-EXAMINATION
    
    -------------------------------------------------------------------------------
    
    *Present Elise's Autopsy Report* at (5)
    
    Edgeworth:
      *OBJECTION!*
    
    Edgeworth:
      ...Impressive logic. That's
      what I'd like to say, anyway.
    
    Bikini:
      Oh please do! My brain is
      something else... especially
      in winter!
    
    Edgeworth:
      However... I think you are
      overlooking one thing.
    
    Edgeworth:
      ...Ms. von Karma. Would you
      be so kind as to take another
      look at the autopsy report?
    
    von Karma:
      T-The autopsy report...?
    
    Edgeworth:
      The victim did fall from a
      height of 10 feet.
    
    Edgeworth:
      ...However.
    
    Edgeworth:
      This fall...
      was after she was killed.
    
    von Karma:
      Ah...!
    
    Judge:
      T-That's right! It says
      "after death" right here!
    
    Edgeworth:
      The scene the witness claims
      to have seen is contradictory!
    
    Edgeworth:
      If the defendant stabbed and
      killed the victim there in
      the courtyard...
    
    Edgeworth:
      ...how did the victim then go
      on to take a ten foot fall!?
    
    von Karma:
      Aaah!
    
    Judge:
      O-Order! Order!
    
    Judge:
      The victim was killed and
      then fell!
    
    Judge:
      If that is the case...
    
    Judge:
      ...then the victim must have
      been killed in her room...
      Don't you agree?
    
    von Karma:
      Th-That is the logical
      conclusion...
    
    von Karma:
      Yes, that's right! The victim
      must have been stabbed by the
      defendant in her own room!
    
    von Karma:
      And she was then thrown out
      of her window down into the
      courtyard below!
    
    Edgeworth:
      *OBJECTION!*
    
    Edgeworth:
      Were there any signs of a
      struggle in Ms. Deauxnim's
      room...?
    
    von Karma:
      ...!
    
    Edgeworth:
      She was stabbed with a sword!
      That would leave a blood
      stain, wouldn't you agree?
    
    Judge:
      W-Well, Ms. von Karma?
      Was there any blood...?
    
    Judge:
      Waaaaaah!
    
    von Karma:
      ...No traces of blood were
      found in the victim's room.
    
    Judge:
      ...Your whip has just caused
      traces of blood to be found
      on my glorious playoff beard.
    
    Judge:
      However! If there was no
      blood in the room, then your
      claim that...
    
    Judge:
      Waaaaah!
    
    von Karma:
      I'm sure there's no need for
      me to go over this...
    
    von Karma:
      ...as I'm sure Your Honor is
      well aware...
    
    von Karma:
      ...of when a stab wound
      produces the most blood.
    
    Judge:
      When it produces the most
      blood...?
    
    von Karma:
      Very little blood is actually
      lost at the moment of a
      blade's insertion.
    
    von Karma:
      If you want to talk about
      when the most blood would
      be lost from a body...
    
    von Karma:
      ...that would be when the
      blade is removed.
    
    Edgeworth:
      Indeed.
      With the weapon still in
      place...
    
    Edgeworth:
      ...it acts like a lid on the
      wound.
    
    Judge:
      That's true... With the weapon
      still in the body, there
      wouldn't be much bleeding...
    
    Judge:
      A perfectly reasonable
      line of thinking!
    
    von Karma:
      We have come to a
      conclusion then!
    
    von Karma:
      The victim was thrown out of
      the window with the sword
      still in place...
    
    von Karma:
      This removes all of the
      contradictions!
    
    Judge:
      Order! Order! Order!
      I must admit that this is a
      probable version of events!
    
    Edgeworth:
      (I'd expect no less from
      Franziska von Karma...)
    
    Edgeworth:
      (She locates and takes control
      of every vital point!)
    
    von Karma:
      ...Hmph...
    
    Judge:
      It seems...
    
    Judge:
      ...that we need a clearer
      testimony from the witness.
    
    Judge:
      Remove all supposition on your
      part and tell us only the
      truth, please!
    
    Judge:
      Witness! Please!
      Remain standing on the crate!
    
    Bikini:
      Don't go selling me short
      now!
    
    Bikini:
      The weight of winter snow
      has bent me out of shape!
    
    Bikini:
      ...Especially my back and
      my mood!
    
    von Karma:
      Sister.
      Please give us your
      testimony.
    
    von Karma:
      I will give you a vigorous
      massage once we are finished
      here.
    
    Edgeworth:
      (...With the whip?)
    
    Bikini:
      ...Oh, boy.
      Alright, alright...
    
    -------------------------------------------------------------------------------
    
    WITNESS TESTIMONY
    -- Further Details --
    
    (1)
    Bikini:
      When I looked across at the
      scene, the sword was already
      in place.
    
    (2)
    Bikini:
      Thinking about it now, I
      didn't actually see her stab
      Mystic Elise.
    
    (3)
    Bikini:
      I've never seen so much blood
      before...
    
    (4)
    Bikini:
      That's when I fainted. You
      can't blame me, can you?
    
    (5)
    Bikini:
      And when I awoke... Mystic Ami
      was... stabbing Mystic Elise
      through the back!
    
    --------------------------------------------
    
    Judge:
      Hmm...
    
    Judge:
      This all confirms
      Ms. von Karma's theory...
    
    von Karma:
      Von Karmas strive for
      nothing but perfection.
    
    von Karma:
      Putting together such facts
      is nothing for me! You should
      know that, Miles Edgeworth!
    
    Edgeworth:
       ("Perfection" is an
      impossibility,
      Franziska von Karma...)
    
    Edgeworth:
      (And I'm here to teach you
      just that...)
    
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    CROSS EXAMINATION
    -- Further Details --
    
    (1)
    Bikini:
      When I looked across at the
      scene, the sword was already
      in place.
    
         Edgeworth:
           *HOLD IT!*
    
         Edgeworth:
           At that time... was the
           victim bleeding?
    
         Bikini:
           Well... I was very shocked
           to be seeing all this, of
           course...
    
         Bikini:
           So I'm not entirely sure...
    
         Bikini:
           But I don't think I saw any
           blood. Not then.
    
         von Karma:
           ...I'm sure that you didn't.
    
         von Karma:
           The weapon was acting as a
           plug in the wound.
    
         Edgeworth:
           In any case... Let's be clear
           on one very important point.
    
         Edgeworth:
           Did you actually see the
           instant in which the victim
           was stabbed!?
    
    (2)
    Bikini:
      Thinking about it now, I
      didn't actually see her stab
      Mystic Elise.
    
         Edgeworth:
           *HOLD IT!*
    
         Edgeworth:
           ...Think carefully. This is
           very important.
    
         Bikini:
           It's Iris we are talking
           about here! I'm thinking for
           all I'm worth!
    
         Bikini:
           ...
    
         Bikini:
           No, when I looked over, the
           sword was already in
           Mystic Elise's body.
    
         Judge:
           Hmmmmmm...
    
         Edgeworth:
           (It might not be
           conclusive, but...)
    
         Edgeworth:
           (...this testimony supports
           her theory.)
    
         von Karma:
           The victim was stabbed in
           her room and then dropped into
           the courtyard...
    
         von Karma:
           ...I think this proves it
           rather well, Miles Edgeworth.
    
    
    (2b)
    Bikini:
      I saw the instant in which
      the blade, plunged in to the
      hilt, was smoothly drawn out.
    
         Edgeworth:
           *HOLD IT!*
    
         Edgeworth:
           "Smoothly", you say...
           You're saying you saw the
           sword smoothly slide out?
    
         Bikini:
           That's right...
    
         Bikini:
           The whole thing happened right
           next to the gold statue of
           Mystic Ami.
    
         Bikini:
           Mystic Elise was on the
           ground, and Iris was
           stooped over her.
    
         Bikini:
           The sword was buried up to
           the hilt.
    
         Bikini:
           When Iris stood up, the sword
           in her hand just slid out of
           Mystic Elise's body.
    
         Bikini:
           It slid out from that gaping
           wound...!
           Aaaah...
    
         Judge:
           It goes without saying...
           that if the sword was removed
           there would be bleeding.
    
         von Karma:
           ...Nothing out of place here.
    
         Edgeworth:
           (Is that really the case...?)
    
         Edgeworth:
           (I can't help but feel that
           something about this testimony
           is very out of place...)
    
         Edgeworth:
           (That something which couldn't
           possibly have happened...
           appears to have happened.)
    
    (3)
    Bikini:
      I've never seen so much blood
      before...
    
         Edgeworth:
           *HOLD IT!*
    
         Edgeworth:
           ...So you're saying that
           you saw the victim's blood?
    
         Bikini:
           T-That's right! Some of
           it had splattered onto
           Iris, too...
    
         von Karma:
           When the defendant was
           arrested, she was meditating
           in her room.
    
         von Karma:
           And her blood-flecked clothing
           was neatly folded in the
           corner.
    
         Edgeworth:
           Wh-What!?
           (Her clothes were blood-
           flecked as well...?)
    
         Judge:
           Hmmm...
           That seems quite conclusive
           to me...
    
         Edgeworth:
           (What should I do...?
           Press this point further?)
    
         *** Stop here ******************************
         *
         * Edgeworth:
         *   (I can't afford to make
         *   things look any worse for
         *   the defendant.)
         *
         * Edgeworth:
         *   (I'll bide my time for now.)
         *
         * Judge:
         *   ...Witness. Please continue
         *   your testimony.
         *
         * Judge:
         *   From after you witnessed the
         *   victim bleeding!
         *
         ********************************************
    
         *** Press further **************************
         *
         * Edgeworth:
         *   Going back to your previous
         *   statement...
         *
         * Edgeworth:
         *   ...you said that you saw
         *   little bleeding when the
         *   victim was stabbed.
         *
         * Edgeworth:
         *   But now... you say you saw
         *   the victim bleeding...?
         *
         * Bikini:
         *   Well, well. I say that
         *   what I saw is what I saw.
         *
         * Judge:
         *   W-What did you see?
         *
         * Bikini:
         *   Maybe I didn't see the poor
         *   woman get stabbed...
         *
         * Bikini:
         *   But I saw the girl pull the
         *   sword out of her, plain as
         *   day.
         *
         * Edgeworth:
         *   Pulling the sword out...?
         *
         * Bikini:
         *   Well, it wasn't exactly
         *   pulling... It was more like it
         *   "came out".
         *
         * Judge:
         *   Witness! You will add this
         *   statement to your testimony!
         *
         * Bikini:
         *   Oh...
         *   Was that important...!?
         *
         * Edgeworth:
         *   (More important than you
         *   can imagine...)
         *
         * ADD STATEMENT (2b)
         * CHANGE (3) TO (3b)
         *
         ********************************************
    
    (3b)
    Bikini:
      I've never seen so much blood
      before...
    
         Edgeworth:
           *HOLD IT!*
    
         Edgeworth:
           Was the bleeding caused by
           the killer removing the
           sword...?
    
         Bikini:
           No mistaking it! I remember it
           all, clear as day!
    
         Edgeworth:
           ...Don't you think that's a
           bit odd?
    
         von Karma:
           What do you mean,
           Miles Edgeworth?
    
         Edgeworth:
           Why would the killer pull
           out the sword?
    
         von Karma:
           What...?
    
         Edgeworth:
           If all she wanted to do was
           place the weapon in the hand
           of the gold statue...
    
         Edgeworth:
           ...then there was no reason to
           remove it from the body.
    
         Edgeworth:
           All that would've accomplished
           is causing the victim to bleed
           unnecessarily.
    
         Edgeworth:
           ...Your thoughts,
           Ms. von Karma?
    
         von Karma:
           T-That's...
    
         Judge:
           Indeed...
           It is strange, now that you
           mention it.
    
         Edgeworth:
           (I'm going to need to
           find an answer to this
           mystery, too...)
    
         von Karma:
           A-Anyway! The witness saw
           something terrible!
    
         von Karma:
           ...So what did you do after
           that, witness?
    
    (4)
    Bikini:
      That's when I fainted. You
      can't blame me, can you?
    
         Edgeworth:
           *HOLD IT!*
    
         Edgeworth:
           Now, on to what the
           killer did next...
    
         Edgeworth:
           You saw none of it? Correct?
    
         Bikini:
           Well...
           I was unconscious...
    
         von Karma:
           How long were you out for?
    
         Bikini:
           I don't know... 10, maybe
           20 minutes...?
    
         Bikini:
           A young man with a very
           prickly looking head woke
           me up.
    
         Bikini:
           ...By stepping on me,
           actually.
    
         Judge:
           Hmm...
           I'm not sure I like that
           method of resuscitation!
    
         Bikini:
           Well, I wasn't asking for
           mouth-to-mouth, or anything
           of the sort...
    
         Bikini:
           ...but I would've welcomed a
           more gentle awakening right
           about then, let me tell you.
    
         Edgeworth:
           ...I shall have words with the
           offender personally.
    
         Edgeworth:
           What did you see upon
           awakening...?
    
    (5)
    Bikini:
      And when I awoke... Mystic Ami
      was... stabbing Mystic Elise
      through the back!
    
         Edgeworth:
           *HOLD IT!*
    
         Edgeworth:
           By "Mystic Ami", you are
           referring to the golden
           statue, correct?
    
         Bikini:
           Just stabbing someone with
           the Shichishito, a sacred
           treasure, is terrible enough.
    
         Bikini:
           But to then make Mystic Ami
           hold the blade...!
    
         von Karma:
           Truly, a heinous, despicable
           crime.
    
         Edgeworth:
           It is easy to despise
           something. Anyone can do it.
    
         Edgeworth:
           However, there is something
           that cannot be done so
           easily...
    
         von Karma:
           Whatever it is, I'm sure
           it's doubly hard for you.
           Anyway, what is the problem?
    
         Edgeworth:
           Exactly why would the killer
           set up this gruesome scene?
    
         Edgeworth:
           Can anyone explain the
           reasoning behind that?
    
         von Karma:
           ...!
    
         Judge:
           Hmmmmm...
           No, I don't think I can.
    
         von Karma:
           ...
    
         von Karma:
           There isn't always a logical
           reason behind why someone
           acts!
    
         Bikini:
           That's true, so true.
           In early spring, for example,
           I often find myself...
    
         Edgeworth:
           ("There isn't always"...
           That phrase might come
           in handy someday.)
    
    --------------------------------------------
    
    Edgeworth:
      (There are too many
      unnatural elements in this
      case...)
    
    Edgeworth:
      (Why was it necessary to use
      the Shichishito from the Ami
      statue as a weapon?)
    
    Edgeworth:
      (Why was the weapon finally
      placed back in the hand of
      the statue?)
    
    Edgeworth:
      (If I can expose the flaws in
      this testimony, perhaps then I
      will begin to find the truth.)
    
    RETURN TO THE START OF CROSS-EXAMINATION
    
    -------------------------------------------------------------------------------
    
    *Present Shichishito* at (2b)
    
    Edgeworth:
      *OBJECTION!*
    
    Edgeworth:
      Sister Bikini.
      You are a reliable witness...
    
    Edgeworth:
      At least, I'd like to think
      so. But there are too many
      contradictions here.
    
    Bikini:
      W-What do you mean?
      You make it sound as though
      I'm a liar!
    
    Bikini:
      But... You're a handsome
      young man, so I'll forgive
      you.
    
    von Karma:
      What contradictions are
      you talking about?
    
    Edgeworth:
      In the scene that the
      witness claims to have seen...
    
    Edgeworth:
      ...the weapon was thrust up to
      its hilt into the victim.
    
    Edgeworth:
      Furthermore... the killer
      withdrew the weapon smoothly
      from the body.
    
    Edgeworth:
      ...However!
      Both of these are complete
      impossibilities!
    
    Judge:
      What do you mean...?
      Please, explain you...
    
    Judge:
      Uwaaaaah!
    
    von Karma:
      Explain yourself!
    
    Edgeworth:
      To start with... Do you think
      it would be possible to stab
      someone to the hilt with this?
    
    Edgeworth:
      No matter how I look at the
      defendant, she doesn't appear
      strong enough for that.
    
    von Karma:
      *OBJECTION!*
    
    von Karma:
      "Doesn't appear"...?
      What meaningless dribble!
    
    von Karma:
      I, too, may appear to be
      weak and frail...
    
    von Karma:
      But I can crush men under my
      heel and make them weep,
      should I so choose!
    
    Judge:
      The objection stands!
    
    Judge:
      I wept a little back there,
      I must admit.
    
    Edgeworth:
      *OBJECTION!*
    
    Edgeworth:
      ...That isn't the only issue
      here.
    
    Edgeworth:
      If this sword was truly
      stabbed into the body up to
      the hilt...
    
    Edgeworth:
      Well, just look at all the
      branches on it. It certainly
      wouldn't come out smoothly.
    
    von Karma:
      T-That's...
    
    Edgeworth:
      We also have the problem of
      the amount of bleeding.
    
    Edgeworth:
      It's true that when a blade is
      left in a body, it acts as a
      "plug" of sorts.
    
    Edgeworth:
      However! When the weapon
      is shaped like this, it's an
      entirely different story.
    
    Edgeworth:
      The wound would be too large
      for the blade to completely
      stop from bleeding!
    
    von Karma:
      *OBJECTION!*
    
    von Karma:
      T-That's nothing more than
      conjecture!
    
    von Karma:
      In reality, the victim was
      stabbed with the Shichishito.
    
    von Karma:
      Even a weapon of this
      nature...
    
    von Karma:
      ...may still sometimes slide
      out smoothly, and may still
      sometimes stop the blood loss!
    
    Edgeworth:
      *OBJECTION!*
    
    Edgeworth:
      I'm not finished.
    
    Edgeworth:
      There is still one more...
      conclusive contradiction.
    
    Judge:
      Y-You've still got more!?
    
    Edgeworth:
      ...This one is simple.
    
    Edgeworth:
      If this sword really was
      thrust in all the way to
      the hilt...
    
    Edgeworth:
      ...why is there only blood
      on the tip of it?
    
    von Karma:
      Ah...!
    
    Edgeworth:
      If this witness is
      telling the truth...
    
    Edgeworth:
      Then there should be blood
      along the entire length of
      the sword!
    
    von Karma:
      Noooooo!
    
    Judge:
      Order! Order! Ord--
    
    Judge:
      Whaaaaaaaa!
    
    von Karma:
      Bravo... Miles Edgeworth.
    
    von Karma:
      Raising this many
      contradictions from a single
      piece of evidence!
    
    von Karma:
      All the other attorneys I know
      could maybe manage one, if
      that!
    
    Judge:
      But what does this all mean!?
    
    Judge:
      You have proven contradictions
      regarding the murder weapon,
      but...
    
    Edgeworth:
      ...Having come this far,
      there can only be one answer.
    
    von Karma:
      And that is...?
    
    Edgeworth:
      The weapon used to kill the
      victim...
    
    Edgeworth:
      ...was not the Shichishito!
    
    Judge:
      W-Whaaaaaaaaat!?
    
    von Karma:
      A foolishly foolish idea born
      from the foolish mind of a
      foolhardy foolish fool.
    
    Edgeworth:
      Let's examine this again. What
      was it that made us think this
      sword was the murder weapon?
    
    Bikini:
      W-Well...
    
    Bikini:
      It's because Mystic Ami
      was holding it...
    
    Edgeworth:
      ...Exactly.
      However!
    
    Edgeworth:
      If you reflect on this, that
      is the only basis we have
      to assume such a thing.
    
    Edgeworth:
      The impression left by the
      scene was just too strong.
      That is what influenced us.
    
    Edgeworth:
      It influenced us to believe
      that the Shichishito was the
      murder weapon!
    
    Judge:
      Order! Order! Order!
      Waaaaaaaaah!
    
    von Karma:
      So maybe the Shichishito was
      not the murder weapon.
    
    von Karma:
      Even if that is the case...
      it changes nothing,
      Miles Edgeworth!
    
    von Karma:
      The Sister here saw
      everything!
    
    von Karma:
      She saw the defendant stab
      the victim with a sword-like
      object.
    
    Judge:
      Hmmmmmm...
      That's true!
    
    Judge:
      Your response, Mr. Edgeworth?
    
    Edgeworth:
      ...
    
    Edgeworth:
      If that is so... I would like
      the prosecution to answer the
      obvious question it raises.
    
    Judge:
      The obvious... question?
    
    Edgeworth:
      ...Yes. Namely...
    
    Edgeworth:
      Where did the real murder
      weapon disappear to?
    
    von Karma:
      ...!
    
    Edgeworth:
      It goes without saying that
      the police searched the Main
      Hall and the surrounding area.
    
    Edgeworth:
      ...Perhaps the prosecution
      can enlighten us as to if a
      "sword-like object" was found.
    
    von Karma:
      T-That's...
    
    Judge:
      Answer the question,
      Ms. von Karma!
    
    von Karma:
      ...
    
    von Karma:
      No evidence of that kind was
      found.
    
    Judge:
      Hmmmmm...
      Another mystery to throw
      onto the pile!
    
    Judge:
      A trial without a murder
      weapon is a tricky beast!
    
    Bikini:
      Excuse me...
      Could I say something...?
    
    Bikini:
      I just remembered
      something, actually...
    
    von Karma:
      ...What is it, Sister?
    
    Bikini:
      I was just thinking...
      It's possible...
    
    Bikini:
      ...that just maybe...
      what actually happened was...
      it was just over there...
    
    Judge:
      ...
      What exactly are you going
      on aboot here?
    
    Bikini:
      The murder weapon, I mean!
      Maybe...
    
    Bikini:
      I think I might know where
      the sword was disposed of!
    
    Edgeworth:
      You what!?
    
    von Karma:
      Well then...
    
    von Karma:
      I think we need to hear
      testimony from you one more
      time, Sister.
    
    Edgeworth:
      (Impossible...!)
    
    Edgeworth:
      (What else... What else could
      this old woman have seen!?)
    
    -------------------------------------------------------------------------------
    
    WITNESS TESTIMONY
    -- Location of the Weapon --
    
    (1)
    Bikini:
      I saw the murder at around
      11 PM...
    
    (2)
    Bikini:
      And after asking that it be
      reported, I went out to the
      Main Gate.
    
    (3)
    Bikini:
      And there... I saw tracks!
      Tracks that indicated the
      snowmobile had been used!
    
    (4)
    Bikini:
      It takes 15 minutes to walk
      to Dusky Bridge, but less
      than 5 using one of those!
    
    (5)
    Bikini:
      Maybe they threw the weapon
      into Eagle River and came
      back while I was knocked out?
    
    (6)
    Bikini:
      ...Iris could have done that.
      She can drive a snowmobile
      after all...
    
    --------------------------------------------
    
    Judge:
      Hmmmmmm...
    
    Judge:
      Witness. Please, tell us
      everything you know right
      away next time.
    
    Bikini:
      Well. I'm not in the best
      of shape. What with my back
      and my age, you know.
    
    von Karma:
      Quite...
    
    von Karma:
      There were indeed snowmobile
      tracks in front of the Main
      Gate.
    
    von Karma:
      Here is a photograph.
    
    Judge:
      A snowmobile, eh... I see.
      Well, it certainly is an
      interesting theory...
    
    von Karma:
      The tracks begin in
      front of Hazakura Temple...
    
    von Karma:
      ...and run all the way to
      Dusky Bridge!
    
    *Tracks Photo added to the
    Court Record.*
    
    von Karma:
      ...That solves your pesky
      little problem, yes?
    
    von Karma:
      The Eagle River's current is
      quite swift, meaning that it
      doesn't freeze over in winter.
    
    von Karma:
      Making it the perfect place to
      dispose of the murder weapon!
    
    Edgeworth:
      (Did she really go to the
      river to dispose of the
      murder weapon...?)
    
    Judge:
      Mr. Edgeworth!
      ...Your cross-examination,
      please.
    
    -------------------------------------------------------------------------------
    
    CROSS EXAMINATION
    -- Location of the weapon --
    
    (1)
    Bikini:
      I saw the murder at around
      11 PM...
    
         Edgeworth:
           *HOLD IT!*
    
         Edgeworth:
           ...You are sure about the
           time?
    
         Bikini:
           Yes... I was worried about
           it, after all.
    
         Judge:
           Why was that?
    
         Bikini:
           Because I have a strong sense
           of responsibility. Especially
           at this time of year.
    
         Bikini:
           The acolyte was being
           doused in freezing
           water at the time...
    
         Bikini:
           I couldn't very well take
           it easy in the bath all night
           now, could I?
    
         Bikini:
           So at 11, I decided to leave
           Hazakura Temple.
    
         Edgeworth:
           (Her estimation of the time
           seems reliable, at least.)
    
         von Karma:
           Please continue, Sister.
    
    (2)
    Bikini:
      And after asking that it be
      reported, I went out to the
      Main Gate.
    
         Edgeworth:
           *HOLD IT!*
    
         Edgeworth:
           You asked Phoenix Wright to
           report the crime, correct?
    
         Bikini:
           Right, right, the one who
           trampled me.
    
         Edgeworth:
           (It seems she is the type to
           hold a grudge...)
    
         Bikini:
           There isn't a phone in the
           Main Hall, so I sent him
           to the bridge.
    
         von Karma:
           Phoenix Wright...
           He didn't even have his
           cell phone on him?
    
         Edgeworth:
           He had forgotten it at home,
           apparently.
    
         von Karma:
           What a naïve boy, as always!
    
         von Karma:
           Not only do I always carry my
           phone, but I always have my
           whip in hand, too!
    
         Bikini:
           Anyway, I was really scared...
           And it was taking him a while
           to get back...
    
         Bikini:
           So I thought I'd go out by the
           Main Gate for a spell.
    
    (3)
    Bikini:
      And there... I saw tracks!
      Tracks that indicated the
      snowmobile had been used!
    
         Edgeworth:
           *HOLD IT!*
    
         Edgeworth:
           As I recall, there was a
           snowmobile outside the
           Main Gate when I visited.
    
         Bikini:
           That's it. That's the only
           one we have.
    
         Bikini:
           It'll run no matter how much
           snow falls!
    
         Edgeworth:
           Now, you're certain the
           snowmobile was there at the
           Main Gate when you arrived?
    
         Bikini:
           Yes, of course. It was parked
           in front of the gate.
    
         von Karma:
           So... she had already gone,
           discarded the murder weapon,
           and returned by that time.
    
         Edgeworth:
           (...I'm not sure if this is
           really relevant...
           What should I do...?)
    
         *** Press further **************************
         *
         * Edgeworth:
         *   (...I need answers to
         *   every possible doubt.)
         *
         * Edgeworth:
         *   The snowmobile in question...
         *   Was it still warm at that
         *   time?
         *
         * Bikini:
         *   Huh? Huh? Huh? Huh?
         *   What do you mean?
         *   What do you mean?
         *
         * Judge:
         *   What do you mean, eh?
         *
         * von Karma:
         *   What do you mean,
         *   Miles Edgeworth!?
         *
         * Edgeworth:
         *   (...I'm playing to a slow
         *   crowd here.)
         *
         * Edgeworth:
         *   It goes without saying that
         *   using a snowmobile will
         *   heat its engine.
         *
         * Edgeworth:
         *   If it was still warm, then it
         *   means it was recently used.
         *
         * Bikini:
         *   Ah! I see! I never thought of
         *   that!
         *
         * Judge:
         *   Hmmm, that's right!
         *   I overlooked that, too!
         *
         * von Karma:
         *   ...Of course you did.
         *
         * Edgeworth:
         *   Then answer the question
         *   please, witness.
         *
         * Bikini:
         *   ...
         *
         * Bikini:
         *   I don't often go around
         *   touching hot engines...
         *
         * Edgeworth:
         *   ...Hmm.
         *
         * Bikini:
         *   However... Now that you
         *   mention it...
         *
         * Bikini:
         *   There wasn't any snow on it.
         *
         * Judge:
         *   Snow...?
         *
         * Bikini:
         *   Yes. For some reason, only
         *   the snowmobile wasn't covered
         *   in snow...
         *
         * Edgeworth:
         *   (There wasn't any snow
         *   on it!? Curses!)
         *
         * Judge:
         *   It seems highly likely that
         *   the killer did use the
         *   snowmobile then, eh!
         *
         * von Karma:
         *   How long does it take to get
         *   to Dusky Bridge by
         *   snowmobile?
         *
         ********************************************
    
         *** Stop here ******************************
         *
         * Edgeworth:
         *   (It looks very likely that
         *   the snowmobile is related to
         *   this case.)
         *
         * Edgeworth:
         *   (I can't help but think that
         *   Iris used it...
         *   But for what...?)
         *
         * Edgeworth:
         *   (I'd better hold off on
         *   this... for now.)
         *
         * Judge:
         *  ...Well then, witness.
         *
         * Judge:
         *   How long does it take to
         *   reach the bridge by
         *   snowmobile?
         *
         ********************************************
    
    (4)
    Bikini:
      It takes 15 minutes to walk
      to Dusky Bridge, but less
      than 5 using one of those!
    
         Edgeworth:
           *HOLD IT!*
    
         Edgeworth:
           In that case... why didn't you
           use it yourself? You could've
           spared yourself some walking.
    
         Bikini:
           Ah! There's a reason for
           that! Have we got a moment
           for me to explain?
    
         Judge:
           I think that's why the
           question was asked
           in the first place...
    
         Bikini:
           ...It was about a month ago.
    
         Bikini:
           I was driving my beloved
           little snowmobile, happy
           as can be.
    
         Bikini:
           I'd fetched some water and
           was heading back when I went
           and crashed into a tree!
    
         Bikini:
           The tree and my back both
           went crunch. Just like that.
           Crunch.
    
         Judge:
           Hmm... Crunch.
    
          Bikini:
           ...I haven't been able to find
           the courage to ride anything
           since then...
    
         Bikini:
           Anyway, the killer must have
           used it!
    
    (5)
    Bikini:
      Maybe they threw the weapon
      into Eagle River and came
      back while I was knocked out?
    
         Edgeworth:
           *HOLD IT!*
    
         Edgeworth:
           Refresh our memory. How
           long were you knocked out
           for...?
    
         Bikini:
           Like I said, somewhere
           between 10 to 20 minutes.
    
         von Karma:
           It's possible to get to the
           bridge and back in 10 minutes
           using the snowmobile...
    
         Edgeworth:
           ...I have to concede that is
           more than enough time.
    
         von Karma:
           Is that all you wish to
           concede, Miles Edgeworth?
    
         Edgeworth:
           ...
    
    (6)
    Bikini:
      ...Iris could have done that.
      She can drive a snowmobile
      after all...
    
         Edgeworth:
           *HOLD IT!*
    
         Edgeworth:
           While it would have been
           possible, time-wise...
    
         Edgeworth:
           ...one element remains
           out of place here.
    
         Judge:
           Oh? And what would this
           mystery element be?
    
         Edgeworth:
           The killer's reasoning, Your
           Honor. "Why did the killer do
           all of this?"
    
         Edgeworth:
           Why go to the Eagle River to
           dispose of the murder weapon
           when there are other methods?
    
         Judge:
           Hmm...
           Too many unanswered questions!
    
         Judge:
           Your response, Ms. von Karma?
    
         Judge:
           Waaaaaaaah!
    
         von Karma:
           Turning to me for help
           over the slightest thing!
    
         von Karma:
           Why don't you think for
           yourself once in a while?
           ...Your Honor.
    
         Judge:
           Whaaaaat!?
    
         Edgeworth:
           (She's as over the top
           as always...)
    
         von Karma:
           A-Anyway...
    
         von Karma:
           Whatever the reason, the fact
           remains that the defendant
           could have done this!
    
         von Karma:
           The murder weapon was disposed
           of in the river! Another point
           to me, Miles Edgeworth!
    
    --------------------------------------------
    
    Edgeworth:
      (Another mystery to feed
      the fire...)
    
    Edgeworth:
      ("Was there any reason to
      go and throw away the murder
      weapon"...?)
    
    Edgeworth:
      (Luckily, there is surely
      a problem with this
      testimony.)
    
    Edgeworth:
      (Now all I have to do is
      start poking holes in this
      flawed account...)
    
    RETURN TO THE START OF CROSS-EXAMINATION
    
    -------------------------------------------------------------------------------
    
    *Present Tracks Photo* at (5)
    
    Edgeworth:
      *OBJECTION!*
    
    Edgeworth:
      I admit this photograph proves
      something.
    
    Edgeworth:
      It proves that the snowmobile
      was used on the night of
      the murder.
    
    von Karma:
      You've finally accepted the
      inevitable, it seems...
      Miles Edgeworth.
    
    Edgeworth:
      However...
    
    Edgeworth:
      If what the witness says is
      true, why is there only
      one set of tracks?
    
    von Karma:
      What do you mean...?
    
    Edgeworth:
      Iris left Hazakura Temple,
      threw the weapon into the
      river, and then returned.
    
    Edgeworth:
      If this was the case, then
      naturally there should be two
      sets of tracks in the snow!
    
    Edgeworth:
      Those from heading out to
      the bridge, and those from
      coming back.
    
    Bikini:
      ...
    
    Bikini:
      Ah...!
      You're right!
    
    von Karma:
      Hmph...
    
    von Karma:
      You are forgetting one
      thing, Miles Edgeworth.
    
    Edgeworth:
      ...?
    
    von Karma:
      On the night of the murder,
      it was snowing.
    
    von Karma:
      The tracks leading to the
      bridge were erased by the
      snowfall.
    
    von Karma:
      This removes your precious
      contradiction, now doesn't
      it!
    
    Judge:
      I see! While she was at the
      river, the snow stopped...
    
    Judge:
      ...leaving just the return
      tracks in the snow.
    
    von Karma:
      What do you have to say now,
      Miles Edgeworth!
    
    Edgeworth:
      (Is there a flaw in her
      theory...?)
    
    Edgeworth:
      (This idea that the snowfall
      covered one set of tracks...?)
    
    xxx It's flawless. xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
    x
    x Edgeworth:
    x   ...The tracks leading to the
    x   bridge were covered by
    x   the snow.
    x
    x Edgeworth:
    x   I do not have any evidence
    x   that can dispute this claim.
    x
    x von Karma:
    x   ...In which case, the rest
    x   is simple.
    x
    x von Karma:
    x   Sister.
    x
    x von Karma:
    x   Who was the only person who
    x   could have driven the
    x   snowmobile that night?
    x
    x Bikini:
    x   Well... that would be...!
    x
    x von Karma:
    x   ...You can't hide it.
    x   I already know the answer.
    x
    x Bikini:
    x   .........
    x
    x Bikini:
    x   It could only be Iris.
    x
    x Judge:
    x   A-And the reason being...!?
    x
    x Bikini:
    x   There is only one key for
    x   the snowmobile.
    x
    x von Karma:
    x   A key... that the defendant is
    x   responsible for!
    x
    x Edgeworth:
    x   Whaaaaat!?
    x
    x Judge:
    x   Order! Order!
    x
    x Judge:
    x   Now I don't feel like a
    x   clueless Puck Bunny!
    x   I understand everything!
    x
    x Judge:
    x   If the defendant did indeed
    x   use the snowmobile...
    x
    x Judge:
    x   ...which means that Iris is
    x   most definitely the murder--
    x
    x Edgeworth:
    x   *HOLD IT!* 
    x
    x Edgeworth:
    x   ...Your Honor!
    x   Please, wait a moment.
    x
    x Judge:
    x   What is it, Mr. Edgeworth?
    x
    x Edgeworth:
    x   There is one gaping hole in
    x   Ms. von Karma's claim!
    x
    x Judge:
    x   ...
    x
    x Judge:
    x   I'm not sure if I care for
    x   your response, Mr. Edgeworth.
    x
    x Judge:
    x   Next time, bring up whatever
    x   issues you have earlier.
    x   Do you understand!?
    x
    x Edgeworth:
    x   Nngh...
    x
    x Edgeworth:
    x   (I should have noticed it
    x   sooner...!)
    x
    x CONTINUE
    x
    xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
    
    *** There is a contradiction. **************
    *
    * CONTINUE
    *
    ********************************************
    
    Edgeworth:
      The tracks to the river
      were covered by snow...
      What a nice theory.
    
    Edgeworth:
      However, Ms. von Karma...
      That is impossible.
    
    von Karma:
      ...
    
    von Karma:
      Would you care to explain...
    
    von Karma:
      ...why there is a rude index
      finger currently pointed in my
      general direction?
    
    Edgeworth:
      ...No need. The evidence will
      do all of the talking for me.
    
    Judge:
      On the night of the murder
      the killer went to, and
      returned from, Dusky Bridge...
    
    Judge:
      ...in order to dispose of the
      murder weapon. The outgoing
      tracks were erased by snow.
    
    Judge:
      ...Or so claims Ms. von Karma.
    
    Judge:
      Mr. Edgeworth!
      Present your evidence to
      the contrary, eh!
    
    Judge:
      Evidence that the outgoing
      tracks were not covered by
      snow!
    
    xxx Present something wrong xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
    x
    x Edgeworth:
    x   *TAKE THAT!*
    x
    x Edgeworth:
    x   Here is the evidence!
    x   What do you have to say,
    x   Your Honor...?
    x
    x Judge:
    x   ...
    x
    x Judge:
    x   ...This reminds me of when
    x   I was a little hockey goon
    x   in training...
    x
    x Judge:
    x   When I was a child, I hoped
    x   for school to be canceled due
    x   to heavy snowfall.
    x
    x Judge:
    x   Perhaps, Mr. Edgeworth, it
    x   would've been better for you
    x   had court been snowed in.
    x
    x Judge:
    x   ...That's all this evidence
    x   says to me, in any case.
    x
    x Edgeworth:
    x   ...
    x
    x Edgeworth:
    x   Nothing else...?
    x
    x Judge:
    x   Nothing else.
    x
    x von Karma:
    x   Oh dear...
    x   You seem to have missed,
    x   Miles Edgeworth.
    x
    x Edgeworth:
    x   Nngh...!
    x
    x Edgeworth:
    x   (According to the witness's
    x   testimony, the incident
    x   occurred after 11 PM...)
    x
    x Edgeworth:
    x   (In which case...) 
    x
    x Edgeworth:
    x   (...there has to be evidence
    x   that can undeniably prove
    x   something doesn't match up!)
    x
    x RETURN TO QUESTION
    x
    xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
    
    *** Present Weather Data *******************
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   *TAKE THAT!*
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   Witness! Please tell us again
    *   what time it was when you
    *   witnessed the crime.
    *
    * Bikini:
    *   Like I said!
    *   It was around 11.
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   ...Of course, this means that
    *   the weapon was thrown away
    *   after that time, correct?
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   On that note... Please take a
    *   look at this data.
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   It is the weather report for
    *   Eagle Mountain on the night
    *   of the murder.
    *
    * Judge:
    *   The... weather report...?
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   Snow started to fall at
    *   7 PM... But it stopped
    *   at around 10:50.
    *
    * von Karma:
    *   ...!
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   Therefore! When the Sister
    *   witnessed the crime at
    *   11 PM...
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   ...the snow had already
    *   stopped falling!
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   It is impossible for any
    *   tracks made after that time
    *   to have been covered up!
    *
    * von Karma:
    *   Aaah!
    *
    * Judge:
    *   O-Order! Order!
    *
    * Judge:
    *   Very well then...
    *
    * Judge:
    *   It looks like Ms. von Karma's
    *   claim has been... snowed in.
    *
    * Judge:
    *   Waaaaaah!
    *
    * von Karma:
    *   ...It's too soon to be closing
    *   this trial due to snow!
    *
    * von Karma:
    *   Miles Edgeworth! How pathetic
    *   of you to rely on the weather
    *   of all things!
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   ...
    *
    * von Karma:
    *   Answer me this, then!
    *
    * von Karma:
    *   When is a weather report
    *   ever correct!?
    *
    * Judge:
    *   Ah, no, no no...
    *   You've got it all wrong.
    *
    * Judge:
    *   This isn't a forecast... This
    *   is... actual data...
    *
    * Judge:
    *   Gyaaaaah!
    *
    * von Karma:
    *   Forecast, data, all weather
    *   reports have some
    *   inaccuracies!
    *
    * von Karma:
    *   It may have still been snowing
    *   in the vicinity well past
    *   11 PM!
    *
    * Judge:
    *   Hmmmm...
    *   It's true. We cannot be
    *   totally sure, eh!
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   W-What!?
    *   (How did she pull that off!?)
    *
    * Judge:
    *   "It had stopped snowing at
    *   Hazakura Temple when the
    *   murder took place."
    *
    * Judge:
    *   ...You need to provide
    *   conclusive evidence of this.
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   (I've come this far...
    *   There's no turning back now.)
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   ...Very well.
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   I, too, cannot allow any
    *   doubt to remain concerning
    *   this testimony.
    *
    * von Karma:
    *   Hah... You can't back down,
    *   can you? Such a perfectionist,
    *   Miles Edgeworth!
    *
    * Judge:
    *   Very well then...
    *   Mr. Edgeworth!
    *
    * Judge:
    *   Where is your evidence that it
    *   had already stopped snowing
    *   when the victim was killed!?
    *
    * xxx Present something wrong xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
    * x
    * x Edgeworth:
    * x   *TAKE THAT!*
    * x
    * x Judge:
    * x   ...
    * x
    * x Judge:
    * x   Your response, Ms. von Karma?
    * x
    * x von Karma:
    * x   It looks like...
    * x
    * x von Karma:
    * x   It is still snowing in your
    * x   heart, too.
    * x
    * x von Karma:
    * x   Shivering in the cold, you
    * x   are closing your eyes to the
    * x   truth...
    * x
    * x Edgeworth:
    * x   ...!
    * x
    * x Judge:
    * x   And to think you just arrived
    * x   after a long, tiring flight
    * x   from Germany.
    * x
    * x Judge:
    * x   That was poetry. Pure poetry.
    * x
    * x Edgeworth:
    * x   (This evidence is only
    * x   going to freeze my case
    * x   solid.)
    * x
    * x von Karma:
    * x   Respond!
    * x   Miles Edgeworth.
    * x
    * x Edgeworth:
    * x   Even if it is snowing in
    * x   my heart...
    * x
    * x Edgeworth:
    * x   At the time of the murder...
    * x   it had already stopped snowing
    * x   at Hazakura Temple!
    * x
    * x RETURN TO QUESTION
    * x
    * xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
    *
    * *** Present Crime Photo ********************
    * *
    * * CONTINUE
    * *
    * ********************************************
    *
    ********************************************
    
    *** Present Crime Photo ********************
    *
    * CONTINUE
    *
    ********************************************
    
    Edgeworth:
      *TAKE THAT!*
    
    Edgeworth:
      Ultimately, it all comes down
      to one point.
    
    Edgeworth:
      That being...
    
    Edgeworth:
      Whether or not it was snowing
      in that courtyard when the
      victim was stabbed...
    
    von Karma:
      That's right.
      But proving that is...
    
    Edgeworth:
      Incredibly easy.
    
    von Karma:
      ...!
    
    Edgeworth:
      If we want to know whether
      it was snowing or not, this
      photo will tell us everything.
    
    Edgeworth:
      Of course, I am referring to
      the photo of the crime scene.
    
    Edgeworth:
      As you can see... everything
      is covered with snow.
    
    Edgeworth:
      ...With just one exception.
    
    von Karma:
      And that is...?
    
    Edgeworth:
      The victim herself,
      Ms. Elise Deauxnim!
    
    Edgeworth:
      Why is there no snow on top
      of her...?
    
    Edgeworth:
      The answer is simple!
    
    Edgeworth:
      It had stopped snowing when
      she was killed, that's why!
    
    von Karma:
      Gnnngh!
    
    Edgeworth:
      In other words!
    
    Edgeworth:
      If the killer really did go
      to the Eagle River to dispose
      of the murder weapon...
    
    Edgeworth:
      ...then in this photograph,
      there should be two sets of
      tracks!
    
    von Karma:
      Aaaaah!
    
    Judge:
      Order! Order!
      Just what are you...
    
    Judge:
      Gyahaah!
    
    von Karma:
      J-Just what are you
      suggesting, Miles Edgeworth!?
    
    Edgeworth:
      (To be honest... I am not
      entirely sure myself. But...)
    
    Edgeworth:
      This is simply what all of
      the facts point to.
    
    Edgeworth:
      That night... someone used the
      snowmobile to leave Hazakura
      Temple.
    
    Edgeworth:
      From the tracks left, it can
      be understood that they were
      heading for Dusky Bridge.
    
    Edgeworth:
      At that time... it was still
      snowing.
    
    von Karma:
      Of course it was. Because
      those tracks were gone.
    
    Edgeworth:
      Then when this person
      returned to Hazakura Temple...
    
    Edgeworth:
      ...the snow had stopped. Thus,
      the return tracks remained.
    
    Judge:
      Hmmmmm...
    
    Bikini:
      Can I say something?
    
    Bikini:
      This all sounds a bit fishy
      to me...
    
    von Karma:
      ...What does, Sister?
    
    Bikini:
      There is only one key for the
      snowmobile.
    
    Edgeworth:
      ...!
    
    von Karma:
      Furthermore, on the night
      in question, we know that
      the defendant had it!
    
    von Karma:
      The key was found in her
      room after the murder!
    
    Bikini:
      ...Which can only mean,
      that night...
    
    Bikini:
      Iris used the snowmobile to
      go to the Inner Temple...
    
    Edgeworth:
      (But... Iris said that she
      never went there...)
    
    Edgeworth:
      (I should probably press
      on this point some more when
      I get the chance...)
    
    Bikini:
      The snowmobile can't cross
      the suspension bridge...
    
    Bikini:
      So, she must have left it on
      the Hazakura side of the
      bridge and crossed on foot.
    
    Judge:
      ...That sounds right.
    
    Bikini:
      But... What's odd is, when I
      left Iris and returned to
      Hazakura Temple...
    
    Bikini:
      I didn't see anything near
      Dusky Bridge.
    
    von Karma:
      Y-You must have just failed
      to see it, Sister.
    
    Bikini:
      Maybe... But when I made it
      back to Hazakura Temple...
    
    Bikini:
      ...it was there, by the Main
      Gate... The snowmobile,
      I mean.
    
    Bikini:
      I know what I saw.
      It was covered in snow, too...
    
    Edgeworth:
      B-But that... isn't possible!
    
    Judge:
      Order! Order!
      Order in the court!
      ...What does this all mean?
    
    von Karma:
      ...Nngh...
    
    Edgeworth:
      So then what was the
      snowmobile used for...?
    
    Edgeworth:
      It wasn't taken by the
      defendant when she went to
      the Inner Temple.
    
    Edgeworth:
      If it had been, then the
      witness couldn't possibly
      have seen it by the gate.
    
    Edgeworth:
      Furthermore... it wasn't used
      by the killer to dispose of
      the murder weapon.
    
    Edgeworth:
      If that was the case, there
      should be two sets of tracks
      in this photo.
    
    Edgeworth:
      All we know is this...
    
    Edgeworth:
      After it stopped snowing...
      someone used the snowmobile
      to return to Hazakura Temple!
    
    Judge:
      Hmmmmmm...
    
    Edgeworth:
      (I never thought a simple
      snowmobile could cause so
      much trouble...)
    
    Judge:
      ...
    
    Judge:
      I think we've arrived at
      this point due to the
      witness...
    
    Bikini:
      Yes, yes.
      I've nothing more to add.
    
    Bikini:
      I've told you everything,
      everything that I know.
    
    Judge:
      Well then... That still
      leaves us with the same
      problem.
    
    Judge:
      If only there was someone...
      A witness who could testify to
      having seen the snowmobile!
    
    Edgeworth:
      (A witness, huh...)
    
    Judge:
      Was there no one out, walking
      perhaps, near Dusky Bridge
      on that night?
    
    Bikini:
      ...
      I don't think that's likely.
    
    Bikini:
      It was cold enough to freeze
      your ears off.
    
    Bikini:
      Only an idiot would go out
      wandering in that.
    
    Bikini:
      ...Unless they had something
      really important to do.
    
    Judge:
      Hmmmm...
      That's a shame.
    
    Edgeworth:
      (Hold on...)
    
    Edgeworth:
      (Something is coming to me...)
    
    Edgeworth:
      (An idiot may well have
      gone wandering out on
      that sub-arctic night!)
    
    Edgeworth:
      ...Your Honor!
    
    Edgeworth:
      I actually have an idea...
      There may be one individual
      able to help us.
    
    Judge:
      R-Really!?
    
    von Karma:
      ...You know of someone who
      might have seen the snowmobile
      on the night of the murder...?
    
    Edgeworth:
      I don't know for sure if he
      saw it or not...
    
    Edgeworth:
      But there are two things
      about him that do come to
      mind.
    
    Judge:
      Which are...?
    
    Edgeworth:
      First... that he saw
      "something incredible" on the
      night of the murder.
    
    von Karma:
      ...And the second being?
    
    Edgeworth:
      This individual that I am
      thinking of went wandering
      outside on that cold night...
    
    Edgeworth:
      In other words, he is our
      kind of idiot.
    
    Judge:
      Mr. Edgeworth! Who is this
      idiot you're talking aboot!?
    
    xxx Present something wrong xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
    x
    x Edgeworth:
    x   *TAKE THAT!*
    x
    x Judge:
    x   Just what is the meaning of
    x   this, Mr. Edgeworth...?
    x
    x Judge:
    x   Are you saying that... this is
    x   the person who was near
    x   Dusky Bridge that night?
    x
    x Edgeworth:
    x   I-I did think so, however...
    x
    x Edgeworth:
    x   Aaah!
    x
    x von Karma:
    x   You're the wandering idiot,
    x   Miles Edgeworth!
    x
    x Edgeworth:
    x   Cool off before you try to
    x   take me on again!
    x
    x Edgeworth:
    x   Ungh...!
    x   (What was I thinking!?)
    x
    x Edgeworth:
    x   (This is the perfect chance
    x   to drag him onto the stand!)
    x
    x Judge:
    x   Hmmmm...
    x   Mr. Edgeworth.
    x
    x Judge:
    x   This individual... Did they
    x   really see the snowmobile
    x   that night?
    x
    x RETURN TO QUESTION
    x
    xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
    
    *Present Larry Butz profile*
    
    Edgeworth:
      *TAKE THAT!*
    
    Judge:
      This guy must be a product of
      "Jean-Luc de Laduc's Guide To
      Obnoxious French Painting"...
    
    Edgeworth:
      This is Larry Butz... The
      student of the victim,
      Elise Deauxnim.
    
    Judge:
      Her student...?
      Interesting.
    
    Judge:
      Why was he wandering on the
      night of the murder?
    
    Edgeworth:
      T-That's...
    
    Edgeworth:
      (I could tell them all about
      his designs for Iris...)
    
    Edgeworth:
      (But it may cost us his
      credibility as a witness...
      Before I even call him.)
    
    Edgeworth:
      He is, after all, an artist.
    
    Edgeworth:
      He was, perhaps, searching
      for something in the snowy
      scenery that would move him.
    
    Edgeworth:
      ...Although I cannot
      guarantee that this is the
      reason.
    
    von Karma:
      And so...? This unfortunate,
      unreliable-looking man...
    
    von Karma:
      What exactly was it that he
      saw?
    
    Edgeworth:
      I intend to extract that
      from him, right here in
      this courtroom.
    
    Judge:
      Summon this youth as a
      witness immediately!
    
    von Karma:
      ...
    
    von Karma:
      I have no choice, do I?
    
    Edgeworth:
      I believe he is in the gallery
      for this trial.
    
    Edgeworth:
      It will not take long to
      summon him.
    
    Judge:
      ...Very well.
    
    Edgeworth:
      (Larry...)
    
    Edgeworth:
      (You may have escaped me
      yesterday...)
    
    Edgeworth:
      (But today I'm going to get
      everything out of you!)
    
    Judge:
      ...The court will now adjourn
      for a 20 minute break.
    
    Judge:
      Ms. von Karma, please see to
      preparing the next witness.
    
    von Karma:
      ...Understood, Your Honor.
    
    Judge:
      Good...
    
    Judge:
      Well then!
      Court is now in recess!
    
    
                                                 To be continued.
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                                    Part 2-2: Trial                          [0454]
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    February 9, 11:15 AM
    District Court
    Defendant Lobby No. 1
    
    Iris:
      Excuse me... Mr. Edgeworth?
      I'm not really sure what to
      say...
    
    Edgeworth:
      Iris.
      We only have 20 minutes.
    
    Edgeworth:
      There are two things which I
      need to ask you before we
      reconvene.
    
    Iris:
      ...Alright. I'll help
      you any way I can.
    
    Edgeworth:
      First, about that night.
      You really didn't go to the
      Inner Temple, correct?
    
    Edgeworth:
      The last witness claims to
      have met and talked with you
      in the Training Hall.
    
    Edgeworth:
      Either you or Sister Bikini...
    
    Edgeworth:
      ...is lying.
    
    Iris:
      ...
    
    Iris:
      Mr. Edgeworth.
      It is just as I said
      yesterday.
    
    Iris:
      Until the incident occurred...
      I was in my own room, in
      Hazakura Temple.
    
    Edgeworth:
      ...Very well.
      The second thing, then.
    
    Edgeworth:
      That night, the temple
      snowmobile was used in between
      the time Sister Bikini...
    
    Edgeworth:
      ...returned to the Main Hall
      and when she bore witness to
      the murder.
    
    Edgeworth:
      Sometime between 10:30 and
      11 PM that night.
    
    Edgeworth:
      Were you the one who used
      the snowmobile?
    
    Iris:
      ...
    
    Iris:
      There is only one key for
      the snowmobile.
    
    Iris:
      The only person who could
      have used it... was me.
    
    Edgeworth:
      So it was you...!
    
    Edgeworth:
      But... why?
    
    Edgeworth:
      ...What made you go out to
      Dusky Bridge?
    
    Iris:
      ...
    
    Iris:
      I'm sorry, Mr. Edgeworth.
    
    *5 PSYCHE-LOCKS*
    
    Edgeworth:
      Iris...
    
    Iris:
      I can't... tell you about
      that... yet.
    
    Edgeworth:
      "Yet"...?
    
    Iris:
      Not until her safety is
      confirmed...
    
    Edgeworth:
      Her?
    
    Iris:
      The safety of the acolyte...
    
    Edgeworth:
      (The "acolyte", huh...)
    
    Edgeworth:
      (She's must be talking about
      Maya...)
    
    Edgeworth:
      ...
    
    Edgeworth:
      Iris. Look me in the eye
      and tell me the truth.
    
    Edgeworth:
      Did you kill Elise Deauxnim?
    
    Iris:
      ...
    
    Iris:
      No matter who or what may
      come...
    
    Iris:
      I could never take a life.
    
    Edgeworth:
      ...
    
    Edgeworth:
      (As I thought... no
      Psycholock...)
    
    Edgeworth:
      ...Very well.
    
    Edgeworth:
      It is my job to get to the
      truth.
    
    Edgeworth:
      You'll discover this for
      yourself soon enough.
    
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    February 9, 11:36 AM
    District Court
    Courtroom No. 7
    
    Judge:
      ...Court will now reconvene.
    
    Judge:
      Ms. von Karma. Where is the
      witness...?
    
    von Karma:
      During the break, a man was
      detained for suspicious
      behavior in the gallery.
    
    Edgeworth:
      Suspicious behavior...?
    
    von Karma:
      He was sketching something...
      Very intensely.
    
    Judge:
      Dare I ask what the witness
      was sketching when he was
      detained?
    
    von Karma:
      He drew a terrifying woman,
      armed with a demonic face
      and a vicious whip.
    
    Judge:
      ...
    
    Judge:
      I can only presume that
      his intention was to
      capture you--
    
    Judge:
      ...Aaaah!
    
    von Karma:
      Anyway, it's time to drag
      this pathetic excuse for an
      artist before the court!
    
    von Karma:
      Laurice Deauxnim!
      I hope you're ready...
      Get in here!
    
    Edgeworth:
      (It would seem that whip
      is going to see plenty more
      use today...)
    
    --------------------------------------------
    
    Butz:
      Ouch!
    
    von Karma:
      ...Your sketch is in
      contempt of this court!
    
    Butz:
      H-Hey!
      I was just artistically
      rendering...
    
    Butz:
      Ou-Ouch!
    
    von Karma:
      You tried to run away from the
      bailiff who was trying to hand
      you your subpoena, correct?
    
    Butz:
      L-Look! I'm nothing but
      a fledgling artist, training
      out in the mountains!
    
    Butz:
      I'm only down here in the
      city because I ran out of
      green paint.
    
    Butz:
      Well, to use the technical
      term for the color,
      "viridian".
    
    Edgeworth:
      ...Larry...
    
    Edgeworth:
      This isn't an art store,
      now is it...?
    
    Butz:
      I know!
      I graduated junior high, OK!?
    
    Butz:
      Look. Art is all about working
      in the fields, isn't it?
    
    Judge:
      Working in the fields...?
    
    Edgeworth:
      I presume he wanted to say
      "field work"... I hope.
    
    Butz:
      Th-That's it!
      Thanks, buddy!
    
    Edgeworth:
      (It's kind of sad that I was
      able to understand his mangled
      train wreck of a sentence...)
    
    Butz:
      I just happened to stop in
      here and found a wonderful
      new model!
    
    von Karma:
      ...
    
    Butz:
      So see!? I've got nothing
      to do with this trial!
      At all!
    
    Butz:
      I expect all of your faces to
      be red when you realize
      this mistake! Bright red!
    
    Butz:
      Or, to use the technical
      term, "crimson lake".
    
    Butz:
      ...Ou-Ou-Ouch!
    
    Butz:
      Ou-Ou-Ou-Ouch!
      Ouch!
    
    Judge:
      Ou-Ou-Ou-Ouch!
      Ouch! Ou-Ouch!
    
    von Karma:
      Stop your pathetic blabbing
      and testify like a man!
    
    Judge:
      Refrain from whipping me,
      Ms. von Karma! Cross-whipping
      is as bad as cross-checking.
    
    Judge:
      Witness! That was all your
      fault! Testify, now!
    
    Butz:
      Waaaah...
      This is almost too much for
      me...!
    
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    WITNESS TESTIMONY
    -- What I Saw --
    
    (1)
    Butz:
      I was at that lodge out in
      the mountains, looking up at
      the stars that night.
    
    (2)
    Butz:
      I walked to the bridge a
      number of times, but...
    
    (3)
    Butz:
      I didn't see a s-snowmobile!
    
    (4)
    Butz:
      I didn't meet anyone at the
      bridge that night!
    
    (5)
    Butz:
      The girl I was waiting for
      didn't show up... My teacher
      died on me...
    
    (6)
    Butz:
      I'm all alone now.
      Aren't I, Edgeyyyyy...!?
    
    --------------------------------------------
    
    Judge:
      Witness! Please refrain from
      talking directly to the
      lawyers during your testimony!
    
    Butz:
      I-I'm just a nobody! Nothing
      but a small, worthless man,
      aren't I!?
    
    Butz:
      And why wasn't I asked
      for my name and occupation...
      or anything else...!?
    
    Judge:
      ...
    
    Judge:
      Mr. Edgeworth. This man seems
      to have quite a severe
      inferiority complex.
    
    Edgeworth:
      ...He's recently been the
      cause of numerous incidents.
    
    Edgeworth:
      I think he's finally realized
      for himself...
    
    Edgeworth:
      ...just how much of a nuisance
      he has been to other people!
    
    Butz:
      Yeah, that's right! I'm
      behind everything, every
      case!
    
    Butz:
      Watch out, OK!
      Just touching me will make
      you eternally unhappy!
    
    Judge:
      ...Well then, let us proceed
      with the cross-examination.
      With no touching, thank you.
    
    Judge:
      We can delve into other
      details at a later time.
    
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    CROSS EXAMINATION
    -- What I Saw --
    
    (1)
    Butz:
      I was at that lodge out in
      the mountains, looking up at
      the stars that night.
    
         Edgeworth:
           *HOLD IT!*
    
         Edgeworth:
           ...
    
         Judge:
           What ever is the matter,
           Mr. Edgeworth?
    
         Edgeworth:
           This one single statement is
           so full of contradictions...
    
         Edgeworth:
           For a moment there, I thought
           I was going to collapse.
    
         Judge:
           Hmm...
    
         von Karma:
           So, witness?
    
         von Karma:
           Any idea as to where these
           contradictions in your
           testimony lie?
    
         von Karma:
           Depending on your answer...
           I may let my whip have its
           way.
    
         Butz:
           OK, give me a minute...
    
         Butz:
           Well, it was snowing that
           night so I couldn't possibly
           have seen the stars.
    
         Butz:
           That run-down shack is hardly
           a "lodge", is it...?
    
         Butz:
           And even if the stars could be
           seen, it isn't like I was
           there to look at them, right?
    
         Edgeworth:
           ...
    
         von Karma:
           See? You can do it if you try.
    
         Butz:
           Heh heh heh...
    
         Butz:
           Ou-Ou-Ou-Ouch!
    
         von Karma:
           ...There is only one issue
           here.
    
         von Karma:
           What you saw at Dusky Bridge.
    
    (2)
    Butz:
      I walked to the bridge a
      number of times, but...
    
         Edgeworth:
           *HOLD IT!*
    
         Edgeworth:
           "A number of times"...?
           How many?
    
         Butz:
           Maybe... five times?
           I went once every twenty
           minutes.
    
         Edgeworth:
           Which means...
    
         Edgeworth:
           ...you spent almost two hours
           at Heavenly Hall that night?
    
         Butz:
           You bet! Real love is about
           waiting with your heart in
           your hands!
    
         Judge:
           Love, you say...?
    
         Edgeworth:
           It was this man's intention
           to summon the defendant to
           the small shack.
    
         Edgeworth:
           ...Using this blackmail
           letter.
    
         Judge:
           B-Blackmail...!?
    
         Butz:
           No, no! That was simply a
           product of overflowing love...
    
         Butz:
           A-Agh!
    
         von Karma:
           You huffy, puffy, loosey-
           goosey excuse for a whimpering
           whining wuss of a witness!
    
         Judge:
           So... what did you see?
           I hope for your sake you
           saw a snowmobile...
    
         Judge:
           You huffy, puffy, loosey-
           goosey excuse for a whimpering
           whining wuss of a witness, eh!
    
         Butz:
           Um... well...
           You see...
    
         Edgeworth:
           (Being called those names
           doesn't seem to bother him
           at all...)
    
    (3)
    Butz:
      I didn't see a s-snowmobile!
    
         Edgeworth:
           *HOLD IT!*
    
         Edgeworth:
           ...Larry!
           You really didn't see it?
    
         Butz:
           H-H-Hey!
           No need to hit your desk!
           I can hear you!
    
         Butz:
           ...I didn't see it!
           I didn't see a s-s-snowmobile!
    
         Edgeworth:
           ...
    
         Edgeworth:
           Larry. Say "snowmobile" for
           me, please?
    
         Butz:
           S-S-S-Snowmobile.
    
         Edgeworth:
           If you truly have nothing to
           hide...
    
         Edgeworth:
           ...then why are you
           stammering like you just
           flew over a cuckoo's nest!?
    
         Butz:
           Sh-Shut up! W-W-What is this!?
           I don't know! Don't ask me!
    
         Edgeworth:
           (It seems that I'll need to
           start from a more obvious
           contradiction.)
    
         Edgeworth:
           (I'm going to strike the blow
           that will finally get him to
           spill the beans!)
    
    (4)
    Butz:
      I didn't meet anyone at the
      bridge that night!
    
         Edgeworth:
           *HOLD IT!*
    
         Edgeworth:
           You didn't meet anyone?
    
         Butz:
           That's right.
           Because I've got nothing to
           do with this!
    
         Butz:
           And I'm just here to buy some
           viridian paint, OK!?
    
         Butz:
           Come on, I expect to see those
           crimson lake faces! Now!
    
         Judge:
           ...
    
         Judge:
           It would appear that simply
           pressing him isn't going to be
           enough, Mr. Edgeworth.
    
         Edgeworth:
           ...Indeed.
    
    --------------------------------------------
    
    Edgeworth:
      (It seems that he's going to
      claim to have nothing to
      do with this to the end.)
    
    Edgeworth:
      (I don't want this guy to
      cost us any more time...)
    
    Edgeworth:
      (I need to slice through his
      obvious contradictions and
      keep things moving along...)
    
    RETURN TO THE START OF CROSS-EXAMINATION
    
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    *Present Phoenix Wright profile*
    
    Edgeworth:
      *OBJECTION!*
    
    Edgeworth:
      Larry Butz...
    
    Edgeworth:
      I can understand why you
      might want to throw your old
      life away.
    
    Edgeworth:
      You're pretty pathetic, and
      you cause all sorts of
      trouble...
    
    Butz:
      I'm sorry...!
    
    Edgeworth:
      But... Having realized just
      how much of a nuisance you
      have been...
    
    Edgeworth:
      ...that could be considered
      a step in the right direction.
    
    Butz:
      Edgey! Are you...
      trying to console me?
    
    Judge:
      It certainly doesn't sound
      that way to me.
    
    Edgeworth:
      However...
    
    Edgeworth:
      I cannot forgive you for
      simply turning away from the
      incidents you create!
    
    Butz:
      Waaah...
      You're totally pinning this
      on me...
    
    Edgeworth:
      ...Now then. Let us talk
      about the night of the murder.
    
    Edgeworth:
      Sister Bikini, after seeing
      the murder take place, asked
      Phoenix Wright to report it.
    
    Edgeworth:
      Thus, he headed for the
      public phone by the bridge...
    
    Edgeworth:
      There, he happened across
      a certain nefarious
      individual!
    
    Edgeworth:
      You, Larry Butz!
    
    Butz:
      ...
    
    Butz:
      That's right.
      Me, in the flesh.
    
    Judge:
      Hmm...
      Listen carefully, witness.
    
    Judge:
      It doesn't matter if you
      change your name.
    
    Judge:
      So long as you remain pretty
      pathetic, you will continue to
      cause these incidents!
    
    Judge:
      That reality will not change!
    
    Butz:
      B-But...!
      What do you want me to do,
      then!?
    
    Edgeworth:
      Larry. What you need to
      change is your inner self.
    
    Edgeworth:
      "What you saw that night"...
    
    Edgeworth:
      Testify truthfully!
      That is all you can do
      for now.
    
    Butz:
      ...
    
    Butz:
      Edgey... I...
    
    Butz:
      I think...
      I've finally woken up!
    
    Butz:
      ...
    
    Butz:
      Well. I guess I could still
      be sleeping...
    
    Butz:
      But anyway!
      I'll do it! I'll testify!
    
    Butz:
      ...
    
    Butz:
      Well. I'm not sure this'll
      go especially well...
    
    Judge:
      I'll ask again, then,
      witness.
    
    Judge:
      What did you see on the
      night of the murder?
    
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    WITNESS TESTIMONY
    -- What I Saw, Pt. 2 --
    
    (1)
    Butz:
      I went to the shack at around
      9, so it would have been
      about 10:30 PM...
    
    (2)
    Butz:
      I was lying under my bedding
      when a white flash almost
      blinded me!
    
    (3)
    Butz:
      I looked out the window...
      and Dusky Bridge was on fire!
    
    (4)
    Butz:
      There was still some thunder,
      but I went right away to check
      it out.
    
    (5)
    Butz:
      That's when I ran into Nick.
    
    --------------------------------------------
    
    Judge:
      Hmmmm...
    
    Judge:
      You certainly saw quite a
      lot, didn't you?
    
    von Karma:
      So... what happened to the
      bridge after it caught on
      fire?
    
    Butz:
      It was like me after a
      three day stint chasing a
      girl...
    
    Butz:
      It totally burnt out.
      Like, almost totally gone.
    
    Butz:
      ...I mean, trying to cross the
      burning remains was what
      caused Nick to fall.
    
    von Karma:
      W-What did you say!?
    
    Edgeworth:
      Oh, don't worry... nothing
      life-threatening. He just
      caught a cold.
    
    von Karma:
      As always, hard to know
      if he should be called lucky
      or unlucky...
    
    Judge:
      Now, Mr. Edgeworth!
      Please commence your
      cross-examination.
    
    -------------------------------------------------------------------------------
    
    CROSS EXAMINATION
    -- What I Saw, Pt. 2 --
    
    (1)
    Butz:
      I went to the shack at around
      9, so it would have been
      about 10:30 PM...
    
         Edgeworth:
           *HOLD IT!*
    
         Edgeworth:
           What did you do out there
           in the cold for an hour
           and a half?
    
         Butz:
           Well, if you really must
           know... I was busy being
           excited. I guess.
    
         Judge:
           Hmmmmm...
           "Excited"?
           Dare I even ask...?
    
         Butz:
           I set the meeting time as
           10:00 PM, right?
    
         Butz:
           But I couldn't wait.
           And I thought she might come
           early, too.
    
         Edgeworth:
           ...Well, it appears she didn't
           come at all, in the end.
    
         von Karma:
           Because they never arranged
           to meet in the first place,
           did they?
    
         Butz:
           Shut up!
           Don't go picking my fond
           memories apart!
    
         Butz:
           Anyway, I was getting a little
           worried.
    
         Butz:
           I thought maybe Iris had
           lost her way.
    
         Butz:
           So every twenty minutes or
           so, I went out to the bridge.
    
         Butz:
           But I didn't see anything
           particularly suspicious...
    
         Butz:
           I didn't have anything else
           to do, so I went back to
           the shack to wait for her.
    
    (2)
    Butz:
      I was lying under my bedding
      when a white flash almost
      blinded me!
    
         Edgeworth:
           *HOLD IT!*
    
         Edgeworth:
           This "light" was, of course...
    
         Butz:
           Lightning. Like...
           KERPOW!
    
         Butz:
           Like a slap from Naomi,
           honestly!
           A big bada-boom!
    
         Butz:
           Hagaaaaah!
    
         von Karma:
           ...Or a little like that?
    
         Butz:
           Waaah!
           That's more like a punch from
           Miranda!
    
         Judge:
           Witness, did you actually see
           the lightning hit the bridge?
    
         Butz:
           Well, I was a bit startled by
           the flash of light, so...
    
    (3)
    Butz:
      I looked out the window...
      and Dusky Bridge was on fire!
    
         Edgeworth:
           *HOLD IT!*
    
         Edgeworth:
           Seeing that, what did you do?
    
         Butz:
           What do you think!?
           I was burning up as well!
           From the fire in my heart!
    
         von Karma:
           And that's why you went
           to take a look at the bridge?
    
         Butz:
           Well. To be honest...
    
         Butz:
           It was freezing cold, so at
           first I thought, "Forget it.
           I'm not leaving my covers."
    
         Butz:
           But it had pretty much
           stopped snowing... So, I
           dunno, I changed my mind.
    
         Judge:
           Hmmmmmm.
    
         Judge:
           I'm not sure I care for the
           "forget it" attitude you had
           at first, witness.
    
    (4)
    Butz:
      There was still some thunder,
      but I went right away to check
      it out.
    
         Edgeworth:
           *HOLD IT!*
    
         Edgeworth:
           You said "right away"...
           But exactly how long after
           the strike was that?
    
         Butz:
           Hmm...
    
         Butz:
           The lightning fell, and then
           the bridge caught on fire...
           Maybe around five minutes?
    
         Butz:
           I mean. I suddenly thought,
           "Gotta go check this out!"
    
         von Karma:
           How far is this small shack
           you were in from the bridge?
    
         Butz:
           Hold on... Well, it had pretty
           much stopped snowing...
    
         Butz:
           I guess about a five-minute
           walk?
    
         Edgeworth:
           And how did Dusky Bridge look
           when you got there?
    
         Butz:
           Like I had recovered a piece
           of my childhood.
    
         Butz:
           I mean, not even the bonfires
           kids make during school
           camping trips can compare!
    
         Edgeworth:
           (...Well? Should I press him
           for a little more info?)
    
         *** Not right now. *************************
         *
         * Edgeworth:
         *   (I don't think we can
         *   expect any more relevant
         *   information...)
         *
         * Edgeworth:
         *   (Probably best to turn to
         *   other leads.)
         *
         * Judge:
         *   ...Witness. Please continue
         *   your testimony.
         *
         ********************************************
    
         *** Why didn't you call anyone? ************
         *
         * Edgeworth:
         *   ...Larry. Let me ask you
         *   one thing.
         *
         * Butz:
         *   What is it, Edgey?
         *   What's with the serious face?
         *
         * Edgeworth:
         *   Why didn't you call anyone?
         *
         * Butz:
         *   Eh? What do you mean?
         *
         * Edgeworth:
         *   Normally... when faced with
         *   a "towering inferno", one
         *   would try and tell someone.
         *
         * Edgeworth:
         *   There is a public phone right
         *   by Dusky Bridge, correct?
         *
         * Butz:
         *   ...
         *
         * Butz:
         *   Well, of course I thought
         *   of doing that.
         *
         * Judge:
         *   So then... let's hear why
         *   you didn't!
         *
         * Butz:
         *   H-Huh?
         *   Yeah, OK.
         *   A reason... My reason...
         *
         * Butz:
         *   It isn't that I didn't try
         *   to tell anyone... I just
         *   didn't have time to, OK?
         *
         * CHANGE (5)/(5c) TO (5b)
         *
         ********************************************
    
         *** Why did you go to the bridge? **********
         *
         * Edgeworth:
         *   So you suddenly thought to
         *   "check out" the bridge...?
         *
         * Edgeworth:
         *   Does this mean that you
         *   initially had no intention
         *   of doing so?
         *
         * Butz:
         *   W-Well... Yeah, I guess it
         *   does...
         *
         * Butz:
         *   It was really cold...
         *   I didn't really want to go
         *   out there.
         *
         * Edgeworth:
         *   If that's the case...
         *
         * Edgeworth:
         *   Why did you change your mind?
         *   I would like to hear your
         *   reasoning.
         *
         * Judge:
         *   In which case... please give
         *   testimony to that effect,
         *   witness!
         *
         * Butz:
         *   M-My reasoning... OK...
         *   Reasoning, is it...?
         *
         * CHANGE (5)/(5b) TO (5c)
         *
         ********************************************
    
    (5)
    Butz:
      That's when I ran into Nick.
    
         Edgeworth:
           *HOLD IT!*
    
         Edgeworth:
           How did Phoenix Wright look
           when you met him?
    
         Butz:
           Hmm... He looked like a
           beaten up mule. He was
           dead tired.
    
         Butz:
           I mean, he had run all the
           way from Hazakura Temple.
    
         Butz:
           He simply stood, staring at
           me, breathing hard for a
           moment.
    
         von Karma:
           How far is it to Hazakura
           Temple from the bridge?
    
         Butz:
           On his legs... a 15 minute
           run, I'd say.
    
         Judge:
           ...And that's when the murder
           was reported?
    
         Butz:
           That's right! And then he
           took a fall from the bridge!
    
    (5b)
    Butz:
      I arrived at the bridge, and
      Nick showed up less than a
      minute later.
    
         Edgeworth:
           *HOLD IT!*
    
         Edgeworth:
           You claim to have arrived at
           the bridge at the same time
           as Wright?
    
         Butz:
           Y-Yeah!
    
         Butz:
           I thought, "I'd better tell
           someone about this."
    
         Butz:
           But then Nick came up yelling
           about murder!
    
         Butz:
           It totally made me forget
           about the bridge.
    
         Butz:
           The fire was pretty much out
           by then, anyway.
    
         Edgeworth:
           (What's this feeling...?
           I suddenly have a terrible
           case of unease...!)
    
         von Karma:
           It was after contacting the
           police that Phoenix Wright
           fell from the bridge, correct?
    
         Butz:
           Yeah. That's pretty much it.
           More or less.
    
    (5c)
    Butz:
      I thought I'd never get
      another chance to see
      something so big burning!
    
         Edgeworth:
           *HOLD IT!* 
    
         Edgeworth:
           ...So you decided to go and
           see what was happening?
    
         Butz:
           That's right! We're talking
           about a massive suspension
           bridge burning to high heaven!
    
         Butz:
           That's not something you see
           every day. A real spec...
           specule...
    
         Butz:
           ...
           Like, really special?
    
         Edgeworth:
           (Can we really trust a
           witness who is unable to
           pronounce "spectacle"?)
    
         Judge:
           Life seems to love hitting
           this poor witness below
           the belt...
    
         Butz:
           Well, my motto is to "hit life
           back as hard as I can."
    
         Butz:
           A-Agah!
    
         von Karma:
           ...I'll give you a few hits
           too, if you'd like.
           With my whip.
    
    --------------------------------------------
    
    Edgeworth:
      (...He told me about the
      burning bridge yesterday.)
    
    Edgeworth:
      (But there's still something
      that doesn't quite fit...)
    
    Edgeworth:
      (It looks like...)
    
    Edgeworth:
      (...despite his change of
      heart, Larry still isn't
      telling us the whole truth.)
    
    RETURN TO THE START OF CROSS-EXAMINATION
    
    -------------------------------------------------------------------------------
    
    *Present Weather Data* at (5b)
    
    Edgeworth:
      *OBJECTION!*
    
    Edgeworth:
      Your very existence being a
      contradiction, I'm not sure if
      you can grasp this or not...
    
    Butz:
      What the hey, Edgey!?
      You make me sound like
      some sort of alien!
    
    Edgeworth:
      But your testimony is
      conclusively contradictory.
    
    Edgeworth:
      The problem here...
      is time.
    
    Butz:
      I've never been the best
      timekeeper, you know.
    
    Butz:
      "Three minutes after Billy
      leaves on foot, you follow
      him on your bicycle."
    
    Butz:
      "How long does it take for
      you to catch up with him?"
      Terrible at those.
    
    Edgeworth:
      ...This is much more simple.
    
    Edgeworth:
      You saw the lightning strike
      Dusky Bridge...
    
    Edgeworth:
      ...and immediately went to see
      what had happened.
      ...Is this correct?
    
    Butz:
      Yeah... Well, I wasted about
      five minutes first, but more
      or less.
    
    Edgeworth:
      ...I have the weather data
      from the night of the murder
      here.
    
    Edgeworth:
      According to this, the
      lightning fell at 10:45 PM.
    
    Edgeworth:
      You say it takes less than
      five minutes from the shack to
      Dusky Bridge.
    
    Edgeworth:
      Meaning you probably got there
      at around 11 PM.
    
    Butz:
      ...That all sounds about
      right, I guess.
    
    Butz:
      And then Nick showed up and
      did his falling act.
    
    Edgeworth:
      That is impossible.
    
    von Karma:
      ...What do you mean?
    
    Edgeworth:
      11 PM is when the murder
      occurred in Hazakura Temple.
    
    Edgeworth:
      Thus... Wright was still
      there, in the courtyard.
    
    Edgeworth:
      There is no way that Larry
      could have encountered him at
      Dusky Bridge at that time!
    
    von Karma:
      ...!
    
    Butz:
      Ah! Excuse me! I-I have an
      objection!
    
    Judge:
      You do?
    
    Butz:
      Edgey! How many times do
      I have to say this!?
    
    Butz:
      I'm not Larry!
      I'm Laurice Deauxnim!
    
    Butz:
      Gyaaah!
    
    von Karma:
      ...It has not been proven that
      the murder occurred at 11 PM.
    
    von Karma:
      The Sister only said, "around
      11".
    
    von Karma:
      ...In which case! It could
      have been earlier than that!
    
    Edgeworth:
      ...Watch your footing there,
      Ms. Franziska von Karma.
      The slope ahead is slippery!
    
    Edgeworth:
      For there is still no way that
      Wright could have been at
      Dusky Bridge at 11 PM!
    
    von Karma:
      And why not!?
    
    Edgeworth:
      It is clearly written here
      in the weather data report.
    
    Edgeworth:
      It took around 30 minutes for
      the bridge to burn out.
    
    Edgeworth:
      Therefore! The bridge must
      have been burning until at
      least 11:15 PM!
    
    Judge:
      Which means... what, exactly?
    
    Edgeworth:
      Wright did not see the
      bridge as it was burning
      that night.
    
    Edgeworth:
      He did not arrive there until
      after the flames had died
      down!
    
    Edgeworth:
      ...Larry!
    
    Edgeworth:
      You arrived at the bridge
      at 11 PM.
    
    Edgeworth:
      Wright did not make it there
      until at least 11:15...
    
    Edgeworth:
      Are you still trying to hide
      something from us!?
    
    Edgeworth:
      What happened during these
      missing 15 minutes!?
    
    Butz:
      Urk...
    
    Butz:
      I... I feel like I just
      woke up...
    
    Butz:
      I guess I was still
      sleeping after all!
      Ha ha ha! Pinch me!
    
    Judge:
      Order! Order! Order!
      Ordaaaaaaaaagh!
    
    von Karma:
      ...So there was a missing 15
      minutes prior to meeting
      Phoenix Wright.
    
    von Karma:
      I hardly see that as much of
      a problem!
    
    Butz:
      Yeah! Not much of a problem at
      all!
    
    Edgeworth:
      Really...?
    
    Edgeworth:
      The bridge is burning before
      your eyes, and there is a
      phone right next to it.
    
    Edgeworth:
      Why, then, did you not report
      the accident?
    
    Judge:
      Did you simply... watch the
      bridge burn?
    
    Edgeworth:
      That is the problem here...
    
    Edgeworth:
      Even after the bridge burnt
      out, he was still there!
    
    Edgeworth:
      He simply stood there and
      didn't report anything.
    
    von Karma:
      Th-That's what it sounds
      like...
    
    Edgeworth:
      This might be Larry we are
      talking about, but even he is
      incapable of being so stupid.
    
    Edgeworth:
      There has to be a reason
      for his inaction!
    
    Butz:
      ...
    
    Butz:
      Edgey...
    
    Butz:
      I think it's about time
      I got serious with you,
      dude.
    
    Edgeworth:
      ...Just as I thought, you've
      been playing with us all this
      time.
    
    Butz:
      Listen...
      I'm...
    
    Butz:
      I'm going to tell you
      everything! Are you sure
      you want to hear it all!?
    
    Edgeworth:
      Y-Yes...
    
    Butz:
      I may reeeeally say it this
      time! Everything!
    
    Butz:
      Kahaah!
    
    von Karma:
      ...Then say it!
    
    Judge:
      Very well...
      I have a terribly bad feeling
      aboot this; however...
    
    Judge:
      ...let's have the witness
      finally give us the whole
      truth.
    
    Judge:
      Now... for this 15 minute
      gap, what where you doing,
      witness!?
    
    -------------------------------------------------------------------------------
    
    WITNESS TESTIMONY
    -- The Missing 15 Minutes --
    
    (1)
    Butz:
      I'm a Deauxnim. I'm an artist!
      What do you think I was doing?
    
    (2)
    Butz:
      Sketching! In front of the
      bridge! I was whipped up into
      a frenzy of art!
    
    (3)
    Butz:
      The shock and awe that I
      was feeling... I transferred
      it all directly onto the page!
    
    (4)
    Butz:
      ...Before I realized it, the
      flames had gone out and then
      he came running up.
    
    --------------------------------------------
    
    Judge:
      Hmmmmm...
    
    Judge:
      I suppose artists can be
      strange folk...
    
    Butz:
      That's right! I'm willing to
      sacrifice everything in order
      to draw the perfect sketch!
    
    Edgeworth:
      (...Including the truth, from
      the sound of it!)
    
    Judge:
      Mr. Edgeworth.
      Has this removed the last of
      your doubts?
    
    Edgeworth:
      Not at all, Your Honor.
      One very large doubt still
      remains.
    
    Judge:
      And what would that be?
    
    Edgeworth:
      This is a surprisingly
      believable story, especially
      considering the source...
    
    Edgeworth:
      So why did he think he
      needed to hide it from us
      until now?
    
    Edgeworth:
      I intend to drag the reason
      out of him!
    
    Butz:
      Hah ha ha! You'll regret this,
      Edgey!
    
    -------------------------------------------------------------------------------
    
    CROSS EXAMINATION
    -- The Missing 15 Minutes --
    
    (1)
    Butz:
      I'm a Deauxnim. I'm an artist!
      What do you think I was doing?
    
         Edgeworth:
           *HOLD IT!*
    
         Edgeworth:
           Tell us, Larry...
    
         Butz:
           My name is Laurice!
           Get it right!
    
         Butz:
           Mistakes like that are what
           keep you from being popular
           with the ladies like I am!
    
         Judge:
           ...
    
         Judge:
           Just who exactly are you!?
    
         Butz:
           I'm Laurice Deauxnim!
           Apprentice extraordinaire!
    
         Edgeworth:
           That's what he calls himself,
           in any case.
    
         Judge:
           ...Then you are... an artist?
    
         Butz:
           Of course!
           I'm an artist, the real thing!
    
         Edgeworth:
           Yet again, that's what he
           calls himself.
    
         von Karma:
           ...Names mean nothing.
    
         von Karma:
           There is only one issue
           I care to discuss.
           What were you doing?
    
         Edgeworth:
           (That is a very big issue,
           indeed.)
    
    (2)
    Butz:
      Sketching! In front of the
      bridge! I was whipped up into
      a frenzy of art!
    
         Edgeworth:
           *HOLD IT!*
    
         Edgeworth:
           S-Sketching!?
           The burning bridge?
    
         Butz:
           The burning bridge and
           everything that came with it!
    
         Edgeworth:
           ...
    
         Edgeworth:
           What?
           "Came with it"...?
    
         Butz:
           You want to hear this from
           my lips, do you, Edgey!?
    
         Butz:
           Y-You'll regret this!
           That sketch of mine is...
    
         Butz:
           Gaaah!
    
         von Karma:
           ...Enough.
    
         von Karma:
           Just take that ridiculous
           sketch of yours out
           already, witness!
    
         Butz:
           ...
    
         Butz:
           W-W-W-What are you talking
           about? I don't know what you
           mean!
    
         Judge:
           That does indeed appear to be
           the fastest solution.
    
         Judge:
           ...I'll leave it to you,
           Mr. Edgeworth.
    
         Edgeworth:
           (What should I do...?)
    
         Edgeworth:
           (I've got a terrible feeling
           that the instant this sketch
           is revealed...)
    
         Edgeworth:
           (...the entire world may be
           changed by what is depicted
           there...!)
    
         *** Leave it alone *************************
         *
         * Edgeworth:
         *   ...I cannot recommend looking
         *   at the sketch.
         *
         * Edgeworth:
         *   His "works of art" are a
         *   force of nature best measured
         *   on the Richter scale.
         *
         * Butz:
         *   That's right!
         *   They'll shake your heart to
         *   pieces!
         *
         * Judge:
         *   Hmmmm...
         *
         * Judge:
         *   This courtroom has yet to
         *   meet earthquake standards!
         *   I think we'd better pass!
         *
         * Judge:
         *   ...In which case, let us turn
         *   to other leads.
         *
         ********************************************
    
         *** Look at the sketch *********************
         *
         * Edgeworth:
         *   ...Larry. I wonder if you
         *   could show us your sketch.
         *   Please?
         *
         * Butz:
         *   ...
         *
         * Butz:
         *   Well, well... Even I couldn't
         *   have imagined it'd turn out
         *   like this.
         *
         * Edgeworth:
         *   ...Imagined what?
         *
         * Butz:
         *   That Laurice Deauxnim's debut
         *   would take place here, today,
         *   like this!
         *
         * Butz:
         *   Ou-Ou-Ou-Ou-Ouch!
         *
         * von Karma:
         *   Show it! Now!
         *
         * Butz:
         *   OK... But steel yourselves!
         *
         * Butz:
         *   This... is the world of
         *   Laurice Deauxnim!
         *
         * Judge:
         *   ...
         *   Ah.
         *
         * Judge:
         *   Um... Well...
         *
         * Judge:
         *   So this... this is Dusky
         *   Bridge, correct?
         *
         * Judge:
         *   Q-Quite a large bridge, isn't
         *   it? Your response,
         *   Ms. von Karma?
         *
         * von Karma:
         *   Y-Yes, well...
         *
         * von Karma:
         *   I-It's a better drawing than
         *   I expected.
         *
         * Butz:
         *   Isn't it? Isn't it?
         *   I struggled to reproduce those
         *   flames. I really did!
         *
         * Judge:
         *   ...Yes, I'm sure you did.
         *   ...
         *
         * von Karma:
         *   ......
         *
         * Butz:
         *   ......
         *
         * Edgeworth:
         *   (Nngh...
         *   This is going to get ugly...)
         *
         * Edgeworth:
         *   (No one has the bravery to
         *   bring it up, it seems...)
         *
         * Edgeworth:
         *   (This... mysterious flying
         *   object...)
         *
         * Edgeworth:
         *   ...Larry.
         *
         * Butz:
         *   What?
         *
         * Edgeworth:
         *   The burning bridge is fine.
         *
         * Edgeworth:
         *   But... What is that
         *   unfortunate looking figure...?
         *
         * Butz:
         *   Ah. You spotted that?
         *   I thought you might.
         *
         * Edgeworth:
         *   However much I might want to
         *   ignore it... I can't.
         *
         * Butz:
         *   It's Iris, of course! Iris!
         *
         * Butz:
         *   I wish she'd take better care
         *   of herself. We have to plan
         *   for our future, you know!
         *
         * Butz:
         *   What would've happened to her
         *   if she had injured herself
         *   flying like that...?
         *
         * Edgeworth:
         *   ...
         *
         * Edgeworth:
         *   Larry, please. Answer this
         *   next question honestly.
         *
         * Butz:
         *   OK.
         *
         * Edgeworth:
         *   Are you REALLY claiming to
         *   have seen this?
         *
         * Edgeworth:
         *   Are you claiming to have seen
         *   the silhouette of the
         *   defendant...
         *
         * Edgeworth:
         *   ...flying over a bridge that
         *   was engulfed in flames...?
         *
         * Butz:
         *   Yep. That's what I saw.
         *
         * Butz:
         *   That's why I drew it!
         *   I'm an artist! A real artist!
         *
         * Edgeworth:
         *   Are...!
         *
         * von Karma:
         *   You...!
         *
         * Judge:
         *   High!
         *   The girl... She's really high
         *   up in this picture!
         *
         * Judge:
         *   Uwaaah!
         *
         * Judge:
         *   What was that for!?
         *
         * von Karma:
         *   ...This is all a bad dream.
         *
         * von Karma:
         *   I was hitting you on the cheek
         *   to test that theory!
         *
         * Judge:
         *   Please whip your own cheek
         *   from now on if you wish to
         *   test your wild theories!
         *
         * Judge:
         *   A-Anyway!
         *
         * Judge:
         *   No court of law will ever
         *   acknowledge...
         *
         * Judge:
         *   ...that p-p-people can
         *   f-f-fly!
         *
         * von Karma:
         *   ...Actually, there is some
         *   precedent for this.
         *
         * Butz:
         *   She was flying pretty high,
         *   my sweet Iris.
         *
         * Butz:
         *   She was about 30 feet above
         *   the bridge, at least! It was
         *   really something to see!
         *
         * Judge:
         *   Th-This has to be some kind
         *   of m-m-mistake!
         *
         * Judge:
         *   ...Mr. Edgeworth, please bring
         *   the witness back down to
         *   earth!
         *
         * Edgeworth:
         *   What?
         *   Me...!?
         *
         * Judge:
         *   This witness is your friend,
         *   is he not?
         *
         * von Karma:
         *   "Accessory to foolishness..."
         *   ...Miles Edgeworth.
         *
         * Judge:
         *   Let us get back to the
         *   cross-examination!
         *   By force, if necessary!
         *
         * Judge:
         *   Mr. Edgeworth, I expect you
         *   to expose the obvious
         *   contradiction here!
         *
         * Edgeworth:
         *   Y-Yes, Your Honor...
         *
         * Edgeworth:
         *   (Looks like I've got another
         *   reason to remember this
         *   moron...)
         *
         * Butz:
         *   ...Well, what did you think
         *   of my debut piece?
         *
         * Judge:
         *   Get that thing away from me!
         *
         * *Larry's Sketch added to
         * the Court Record.*
         *
         * Judge:
         *   Now, hurry up and
         *   cross-examine him!
         *
         * CHANGE (2) TO (2b)
         * ADD STATEMENT (2c)
         *
         ********************************************
    
    (2b)
    Butz:
      Sketching! In front of the
      bridge! I was whipped up into
      a frenzy of art!
    
         Edgeworth:
           *HOLD IT!*
    
         Edgeworth:
           ...Could the reason you were
           so excited be...?
    
         Butz:
           What do you think!?
    
         Butz:
           My girlfriend was flying
           through the sky!
    
         Butz:
           Almost 30 feet above the
           bridge!
    
         Butz:
           I felt like I might start
           flying myself.
    
         Edgeworth:
           (If only you'd be so
           kind as to fly out of
           all of our lives...!)
    
         Butz:
           Anyway! I completely lost
           myself when I was drawing
           this scene!
    
    (2c)
    Butz:
      I saw Iris flying!
      Her white hood fluttering!
    
         Edgeworth:
           *HOLD IT!*
    
         Edgeworth:
           Just where did you see this
           sight from!?
    
         Butz:
           Hey! No need to shout...
    
         Butz:
           When I was lying in bed in
           that run-down shack...
    
         Butz:
           The crack of the lightning
           bolt made me realize that
           the bridge was burning.
    
         Butz:
           I just watched it for a
           while from there, thinking
           how nicely it was burning!
    
         Butz:
           Then after about five
           minutes, I saw it.
    
         von Karma:
           The defendant "flying"...?
    
         Butz:
           That's right!
    
         Butz:
           That's when I decided to go
           to the bridge!
    
         Judge:
           ...I see. That all makes
           sense.
    
         Judge:
           Aside from the sketch
           itself...
    
         Edgeworth:
           (Yes... This sketch doesn't
           make any sense...)
    
         Edgeworth:
           (I just need to convince
           the artist that his work is
           ludicrous.)
    
    (3)
    Butz:
      The shock and awe that I
      was feeling... I transferred
      it all directly onto the page!
    
         Edgeworth:
           *HOLD IT!*
    
         Edgeworth:
           The burning bridge moved you
           that much, did it?
    
         Edgeworth:
           ...I find that hard to
           believe.
    
         Butz:
           You moron, Edgey!
           You don't understand me
           at all!
    
         Butz:
           If I see an abandoned cat,
           I find myself passing by it
           with tears in my eyes!
    
         Butz:
           I am a man overflowing with
           irresponsible kindness!
    
         Butz:
           And I use my irresponsible
           kindness to fill the pages
           of my notebook!
    
         von Karma:
           An artist, using a notebook...
           It's so pathetic, it makes me
           want to cry myself.
    
         von Karma:
           I command you to go buy at
           least a proper sketch pad!
    
         Butz:
           W-W-What has that got to do
           with anything!?
    
         Judge:
           I'm not sure if I care for an
           artist using a notebook for
           sketching. Proceed, witness.
    
    (4)
    Butz:
      ...Before I realized it, the
      flames had gone out and then
      he came running up.
    
         Edgeworth:
           *HOLD IT!*
    
         Edgeworth:
           You forgot the passage of
           time to that extent, did you?
    
         Butz:
           Well... Once I get caught up
           in something, I tend to forget
           everything else...
    
         Edgeworth:
           (That's true... He's always
           been that way.)
    
         Edgeworth:
           (I guess he's not lying about
           that, at least.)
    
         von Karma:
           Phoenix Wright appeared
           on the scene after 11:15...
    
         von Karma:
           If he was drawing until then,
           that dispels all doubts.
    
         Judge:
           Aside from doubts of his
           humanity, eh...
    
    --------------------------------------------
    
    Edgeworth:
      (There is a big clue waiting
      for me in this cross-
      examination...)
    
    Edgeworth:
      (This testimony does nothing
      less than mock the court...)
    
    Edgeworth:
      (But I am sure that there is
      a vital kernel of truth hidden
      in it somewhere!)
    
    RETURN TO THE START OF CROSS-EXAMINATION
    
    -------------------------------------------------------------------------------
    
    *Present Iris's Hood* at (2c)
    
    Edgeworth:
      *OBJECTION!*
    
    Edgeworth:
      Larry. What did you really
      see that night...?
    
    Edgeworth:
      Not that I particularly care.
    
    Butz:
      In your position, that's
      just being irresponsible!
    
    Butz:
      I... I drew exactly what I
      saw!
    
    Butz:
      I'll give you a whole
      dollar that it's the truth!
    
    Edgeworth:
      If that is truly the case...
    
    Edgeworth:
      Then there is one thing that
      we can say for certain.
    
    Judge:
      What might that be...?
    
    Edgeworth:
      That the person who flew over
      the bridge...
    
    Edgeworth:
      ...could not have been the
      defendant, Iris!
    
    Butz:
      W-W-What!?
      What do you mean?
      I don't understand!?
    
    Butz:
      Uwaaagh!
    
    von Karma:
      A foolhardy folly of a foolish
      statement by an equally
      foolishly foolhardy fool.
    
    von Karma:
      How, exactly, can you make
      this claim?
    
    Edgeworth:
      ...Tell us, Larry.
      According to this picture...
    
    Edgeworth:
      ...the individual whom you say
      you saw was wearing a hood.
      Correct?
    
    Butz:
      Of course she was!
    
    Butz:
      That run-down shack is quite a
      way from the bridge...
    
    Butz:
      The hood is what told me
      that this floating angel
      was my Iris!
    
    Butz:
      The hood is my darling Iris!
      And Iris is my darling hood!
    
    Butz:
      Waaah!
    
    von Karma:
      It seems there are bigger
      fools in this world than the
      one at the defense's bench.
    
    Edgeworth:
      ...Larry, there's something
      you need to be made aware of.
    
    Edgeworth:
      On the night of the murder...
      Iris wasn't wearing her hood.
    
    Edgeworth:
      She had given it to Wright
      as a gift!
    
    Edgeworth:
      Are you going to change your
      story now? Perhaps suggest it
      was Wright who took flight!?
    
    Butz:
      W-What are you talking about!?
    
    Edgeworth:
      ...I think you understand
      what I mean just fine.
    
    Butz:
      Why...?
    
    Butz:
      Why did Nick have Iris's
      hood!?
    
    Edgeworth:
      Eh...?
    
    Butz:
      Edgey!
      What's going on with
      Iris and Nick!?
    
    Butz:
      Why you, Niiiiiick!
      You dooooooog!
    
    Judge:
      I do believe...
    
    Judge:
      ...that this unbelievably
      mysterious sketch...
    
    Judge:
      ...is destined to disappear,
      discredited and discarded.
      Straight into the garbage.
    
    Butz:
      ...Hah...
    
    Butz:
      Hah ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!
      Hah ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!
    
    Butz:
      Hagaaah!
    
    von Karma:
      ...What is it now, witness?
    
    Butz:
      It feels like... I've been
      waiting 25 years for
      this very day to come!
    
    Butz:
      Edgey!
      Today is the day I get to
      completely stupefy you!
    
    Edgeworth:
      W-What...!?
    
    Judge:
      What is the meaning of your
      outburst, witness!?
    
    Butz:
      ...I hate to have to do this,
      but I have some definitive
      evidence.
    
    Edgeworth:
      "Definitive"...?
    
    von Karma:
      "Evidence"...?
    
    Butz:
      Iris did indeed come flying
      over the burning bridge!
    
    Butz:
      And I, Laurice Deauxnim...
    
    Butz:
      ...shall prove it!
    
    Judge:
      I didn't expect to ask
      this again...
    
    Judge:
      But we shall be needing
      your testimony once again.
    
    Judge:
      Tell us anything you know
      concerning the defendant as
      depicted in this sketch...
    
    Judge:
      And show us your evidence that
      this nightmare was actually a
      reality!
    
    Butz:
      ...OK. I hope you're ready,
      Edgey!
    
    Butz:
      Because I'm going to feed
      you a whopping serving of
      pain!
    
    Edgeworth:
      (...You've been serving us a
      whopping serving of pain this
      whole time. Trust me.)
    
    -------------------------------------------------------------------------------
    
    Witness Testimony
    -- Proof That Iris Flew! --
    
    (1)
    Butz:
      When I reached Dusky Bridge
      she was already gone...
    
    (2)
    Butz:
      I was so worried!
      So I frantically searched all
      over for her!
    
    (3)
    Butz:
      That led to me finding
      a beautiful crystal sphere,
      half-buried in the snow!
    
    (4)
    Butz:
      I'm sure that Iris was simply
      wearing a spare hood.
    
    (5)
    Butz:
      After all, no one else could
      have lost a crystal sphere
      that night.
    
    --------------------------------------------
    
    Judge:
      A c-crystal sphere...!?
    
    Butz:
      This one.
      Pretty, isn't it?
      But finders keepers!
    
    von Karma:
      That sphere...
      Where did you find it?
    
    
    Butz:
      Let me see... Around here,
      somewhere? Looks about right.
    
    Edgeworth:
      And it was half-buried in
      the snow...?
    
    Butz:
      It had pretty much stopped
      snowing by then...
    
    Butz:
      But there was still some
      falling as I walked to
      the bridge.
    
    Judge:
      Hmmmm...
      The court accepts this
      crystal sphere!
    
    Butz:
      ...That's mine, OK!?
      I want it back afterward!
    
    Judge:
      There's something on it,
      isn't there...
    
    von Karma:
      ...?
    
    Judge:
      Oh my...
      It's a blood stain!
    
    Edgeworth:
      (What!? A blood stain...!?)
    
    *Crystal Sphere added to the
    Court Record.*
    
    Butz:
      You ready, Edgey!?
    
    Butz:
      By tomorrow morning,
      you'll be calling me
      "Master Larry"!
    
    Butz:
      Yeah, I like the sound of
      that! No one's going to push
      me around anymore!
    
    Edgeworth:
      (...Didn't you want to be
      called "Laurice Deauxnim"
      only a few minutes ago!?)
    
    -------------------------------------------------------------------------------
    
    CROSS EXAMINATION
    -- Proof That Iris Flew! --
    
    (1)
    Butz:
      When I reached Dusky Bridge
      she was already gone...
    
         Edgeworth:
           *HOLD IT!*
    
         Edgeworth:
           ...So, you went to the
           burning bridge?
    
         Butz:
           That's right! To meet Iris!
    
         Butz:
           She actually flew to get to
           me! The least I could do
           was meet her halfway!
    
         Judge:
           But... the defendant was not
           at the bridge when you got
           there, you say?
    
         Butz:
           I guess she went back to
           Hazakura Temple.
    
         Butz:
           She's a girl, after all.
           She must have wanted to look
           her best.
    
         Edgeworth:
           (It must be lovely to live in
           the fantasyland of Larry's
           mind...)
    
         Edgeworth:
           (Actually, it's so depressing
           that I can't even work up the
           energy to point...)
    
         Judge:
           So... what did you do next?
    
    (2)
    Butz:
      I was so worried!
      So I frantically searched all
      over for her!
    
         Edgeworth:
           *HOLD IT!*
    
         Edgeworth:
           So you searched all over
           for her?
    
         Butz:
           She was flying pretty high,
           you know.
    
         Butz:
           I thought maybe she slipped on
           her landing and got hurt. Hey!
           It was more than possible!
    
         Butz:
           Also, when I headed out to
           the shack the first time, I
           was snacking on a banana.
    
         Butz:
           I was pretty sure I threw the
           peel away somewhere around
           there, so, you know...
    
         Edgeworth:
           ...
           (Can one guy really be
           this stupid?)
    
         Edgeworth:
           So, did you find any signs
           of her so-called "landing"?
    
         Butz:
           Hmm...
           I don't really remember.
    
         Butz:
           I kept on falling over myself,
           and kinda lost it for a while
           there.
    
         Judge:
           You... fell over yourself?
    
         Butz:
           Yeah. The snow was deep, and
           there was even a banana peel
           out there!
    
         Edgeworth:
           ...
           (Yup. There's stupid, and
           then there's Larry Butz.)
    
         Judge:
           The short of it is that you
           didn't find any signs of her
           "landing", correct?
    
         Judge:
           Then what happened next?
    
    (3)
    Butz:
      That led to me finding
      a beautiful crystal sphere,
      half-buried in the snow!
    
         Edgeworth:
           *HOLD IT!*
    
         Edgeworth:
           "Half-buried"...?
    
         Butz:
           It was sitting in the snow,
           with a little gathered on
           top of it.
    
         Butz:
           It was very hard to spot,
           actually. I mean, it was dark
           out, too.
    
         Judge:
           I'm impressed... You did well
           to find it!
    
         Butz:
           No matter what you may think
           when you look at me, I'm a
           pro. A genius security guard.
    
         Butz:
           I used a penlight I "borrowed"
           from my company to help in
           my search...
    
         Butz:
           And it sparkled really
           brightly, as if it was saying,
           "Here I am!" to me.
    
         Edgeworth:
           It does indeed look very
           much like the crystal sphere
           on Iris's hood...
    
         Edgeworth:
           But need I remind you that
           she was not wearing her hood
           that night?
    
    (4)
    Butz:
      I'm sure that Iris was simply
      wearing a spare hood.
    
         Edgeworth:
           *HOLD IT!*
    
         Edgeworth:
           Each nun is assigned their
           own hood! And they are
           assigned only one!
    
         Butz:
           I don't know anything about
           that, OK! And Iris is special,
           alright dude!?
    
         Butz:
           Even if she did steal a
           spare hood...
           I'll forgive her!
    
         Edgeworth:
           (This is getting us nowhere...
           Our destination for the day,
           it seems.)
    
         Judge:
           However... this crystal
           sphere was found near the
           bridge. That is a fact.
    
         Judge:
           If it didn't come from a
           hood, where could it have
           come from?
    
         Edgeworth:
           (That is the question I aim
           to answer.)
    
    (5)
    Butz:
      After all, no one else could
      have lost a crystal sphere
      that night.
    
         Edgeworth:
           *HOLD IT!*
    
         Edgeworth:
           Let me confirm this
           one last time, Larry.
    
         Edgeworth:
           The reasons you thought that
           this was "Iris"...
    
         Edgeworth:
           ...are the hood and this
           crystal sphere, correct?
    
         Butz:
           That's right! My gut is
           never wrong!
    
         Butz:
           I met that old Bikini the
           next morning...
    
         Butz:
           And her crystal sphere was
           still there, safe and sound!
    
         Judge:
           Indeed...
    
         Judge:
           She was wearing it in this
           very room, earlier today.
    
    --------------------------------------------
    
    Edgeworth:
      (This case isn't going to
      end without a fight...)
    
    Edgeworth:
      (Exposing the obvious
      contradictions in this
      testimony will be easy...)
    
    Edgeworth:
      (But I fear that all that
      awaits us are further
      mysteries!)
    
    RETURN TO THE START OF CROSS-EXAMINATION
    
    -------------------------------------------------------------------------------
    
    *Present Photo of Elise or Victim's Staff or Elise Deauxnim profile* at (5)
    
    Edgeworth:
      *OBJECTION!*
    
    Edgeworth:
      ...Larry.
    
    Edgeworth:
      That night...
      There was someone.
    
    Edgeworth:
      Someone who lost a crystal
      sphere.
    
    Butz:
      Th-There was...?
    
    Butz:
      Who!?
      Who was this stupid idiot!?
    
    Edgeworth:
      Ms. Elise Deauxnim!
      The mentor to a stupid
      idiot!
    
    von Karma:
      The victim...!?
    
    Edgeworth:
      I have a photo of her here.
    
    Edgeworth:
      And on the end of her staff,
      you can see a familiar looking
      crystal sphere.
    
    Butz:
      H-Hey...!
    
    Butz:
      That's my photograph!
      ...Give it back!
    
    Butz:
      Ou-Ou-Ouuuuch!
    
    von Karma:
      ...A crystal sphere like that
      is quite easy to find.
    
    von Karma:
      I have one just like it
      on my broach.
    
    Edgeworth:
      (They look nothing alike!)
    
    Edgeworth:
      In any case... please take a
      look at this.
    
    Edgeworth:
      This is the victim's staff,
      found at the scene of the
      crime!
    
    Judge:
      ...Aaaaah!
      The crystal sphere...
      It's gone!
    
    Butz:
      W-W-W-W...
    
    Butz:
      What!? What!? What!? What!?
    
    Butz:
      WHAAAAAAAAAAT!?
    
    Judge:
      J-Just what does this mean!?
    
    Edgeworth:
      If anyone jumped... or flew
      across the bridge that
      night...
    
    Edgeworth:
      ...it certainly was not Iris!
      After all...
    
    Edgeworth:
      She was not wearing her hood!
      More importantly...
    
    Edgeworth:
      ...the crystal sphere found at
      the "landing site" was not
      hers either!
    
    Judge:
      T-That means...
      The one who flew...
    
    Judge:
      ...and dropped the sphere...
      was the victim, Ms. Elise
      Deauxnim!?
    
    von Karma:
      *OBJECTION!*
    
    von Karma:
      A fool alongside another fool,
      on a fool's errand to reach a
      foolish conclusion!
    
    von Karma:
      First of all, this "sketch",
      which I prefer to call a
      scribble, is ridiculous!
    
    von Karma:
      People cannot fly!
      ...Thus, it is rejected!
    
    Butz:
      Y-You can't do that!
      I saw it! With my own two--
    
    Butz:
      Eyeeeeeeiiiz!
    
    von Karma:
      ...And this crystal sphere.
    
    von Karma:
      This is nothing more than
      a red herring!
    
    Edgeworth:
      You honestly believe that...?
    
    von Karma:
      Give it some thought, and I'm
      sure you'll realize it as
      well, Miles Edgeworth!
    
    von Karma:
      Elise Deauxnim was in her
      room on the night of the
      murder.
    
    von Karma:
      There was no reason for her to
      go to Dusky Bridge!
    
    von Karma:
      Therefore, this sphere cannot
      be related to this case.
      That is all.
    
    Edgeworth:
      *OBJECTION!*
    
    Edgeworth:
      ...Ms. Franziska von Karma.
    
    Edgeworth:
      The only people who will
      accept that explanation...
      are scatterbrains and clowns!
    
    Butz:
      Why are you pointing at me!?
    
    Edgeworth:
      The victim's crystal sphere
      was found, near the bridge, on
      the night of her murder.
    
    Edgeworth:
      Yet you expect us to believe
      this has nothing to do with
      the case!?
    
    von Karma:
      *OBJECTION!*
    
    von Karma:
      That crystal sphere...
    
    von Karma:
      It was probably thrown away
      at the bridge after the
      murder.
    
    Judge:
      After the murder?
    
    von Karma:
      There is blood on the crystal
      sphere, isn't there?
    
    von Karma:
      This naturally suggests that
      it was thrown away after
      the murder took place.
    
    von Karma:
      The killer placed it there
      to throw the investigation
      off the scent...
    
    von Karma:
      The same reason that he drew
      that ridiculous sketch!
    
    Butz:
      ...
      ......
    
    Butz:
      What...?
    
    Butz:
      You mean... I'm the killer!?
    
    Butz:
      No waaaagh!
    
    von Karma:
      Enough joking...
    
    von Karma:
      Just when did this crystal
      sphere appear near the foot
      of the bridge?
    
    von Karma:
      Unless this can be proven in
      some way, I refuse to believe
      this is related to the case!
    
    Edgeworth:
      (She makes a valid point...)
    
    Edgeworth:
      (There is no evidence that
      Elise Deauxnim left Hazakura
      Temple that night.)
    
    Edgeworth:
      (...However, if somehow
      this crystal sphere...)
    
    Edgeworth:
      (...can be proven to have been
      dropped before the victim
      was killed...)
    
    Edgeworth:
      (...then this case is going
      to transform into something
      else entirely!)
    
    Judge:
      Your response, Mr. Edgeworth?
    
    Judge:
      I want your final opinion on
      the disposition of this
      crystal sphere!
    
    Judge:
      If it is not related to the
      case, then this witness who
      you called...
    
    Judge:
      ...will have been nothing more
      than a monumental waste of
      time!
    
    von Karma:
      Prepare yourself for some
      very appropriate punishment,
      Miles Edgeworth.
    
    Edgeworth:
      (Can I prove it...?)
    
    Edgeworth:
      (Can I prove that the crystal
      sphere was dropped before
      the murder took place...?)
    
    *** Yes, I can. ****************************
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   ("Can I prove it...?"
    *   That isn't the issue.)
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   (To simply "prove it".
    *   That's the only option!)
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   (That's what he'd do...)
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   (That's the way Phoenix Wright
    *   would do this!)
    *
    * CONTINUE
    *
    ********************************************
    
    *** No, it is impossible. ******************
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   (No matter how I look at
    *   it, it's not possible...)
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   (It is certainly strange that
    *   the crystal sphere was found
    *   near the bridge.)
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   (But perhaps it is just a
    *   curve ball from the killer.)
    *
    * von Karma:
    *   Well, well...
    *   Miles Edgeworth seems to have
    *   nothing further to say.
    *
    * Judge:
    *   Hmmmmmm...
    *   Then I am left with no choice.
    *
    * Judge:
    *   The court sees no reason...
    *
    * ? ? ?:
    *   *HOLD IT!*
    *
    * Butz:
    *   What is this!?
    *
    * Butz:
    *   Hey, Edgey! You're a
    *   defense attorney, aren't you!?
    *
    * Butz:
    *   If it was Nick standing
    *   where you are right now...
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   ...!
    *
    * Butz:
    *   If it was Nick, do you
    *   think he'd give up!?
    *
    * Butz:
    *   No! He'd find the truth, no
    *   matter what it took! No matter
    *   how crazy it seemed!
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   ...
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   (Wright...)
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   (At this moment, I'm standing
    *   where you should be.)
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   (Which means there's
    *   only one thing to do!
    *   Think like you!)
    *
    * CONTINUE
    *
    ********************************************
    
    Edgeworth:
      ...Your Honor.
      Allow me to prove something
      to you.
    
    Edgeworth:
      I will prove that this crystal
      sphere is a vital link to
      solving this case!
    
    Judge:
      You will do what!?
    
    von Karma:
      That look in your eyes...
    
    von Karma:
      You remind me of
      Phoenix Wright when he is
      cornered.
    
    Edgeworth:
      That should come as no
      surprise.
    
    Edgeworth:
      (Because right now, I am
      Phoenix Wright, and I am
      indeed cornered...!)
    
    Judge:
      I order you to present your
      evidence, Mr. Edgeworth!
    
    Judge:
      Evidence that proves that the
      crystal sphere was indeed
      dropped before the murder!
    
    xxx Present something wrong xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
    x
    x Edgeworth:
    x   *TAKE THAT!*
    x
    x Judge:
    x   ...Your response,
    x   Ms. von Karma?
    x
    x von Karma:
    x   Birds of a feather flock
    x   together... Are you familiar
    x   with this phrase?
    x
    x von Karma:
    x   Miles Edgeworth!
    x
    x von Karma:
    x   I think one such bird is
    x   calling for its fellow now!
    x
    x Butz:
    x   Go, go, Edgey!
    x   Do it! Prove it!
    x   Win! Win! Win!
    x
    x Edgeworth:
    x   (His cheering... It's as
    x   though I'm listening to the
    x   ominous caws of ravens!)
    x
    x Judge:
    x   ...So, Mr. Edgeworth.
    x   What will you do from here?
    x
    x Edgeworth:
    x   O-One more chance, Your
    x   Honor. I can't turn back after
    x   coming all this way.
    x
    x Edgeworth:
    x   (The time of the murder and
    x   when the crystal sphere was
    x   dropped...)
    x
    x Edgeworth:
    x   (I need to find proof that
    x   the latter happened first!)
    x
    x RETURN TO QUESTION
    x
    xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
    
    *Present Crime Photo*
    
    Edgeworth:
      *TAKE THAT!*
    
    Edgeworth:
      This crystal sphere...
      It was half-buried in the
      snow, correct?
    
    Butz:
      That's right. If it hadn't
      stopped snowing then it would
      have been game over. 
    
    Butz:
     ...The snow would have totally
      covered it!
    
    Edgeworth:
      ...That's all I needed to hear
      from you, Larry.
    
    Edgeworth:
      ...Your testimony makes one
      thing quite clear.
    
    Judge:
      W-What...?
    
    Edgeworth:
      When the crystal sphere was
      dropped, it was snowing, even
      if it was ever so slightly...
    
    von Karma:
      Snowing...?
    
    Edgeworth:
      On the other hand, let us
      look at the scene of the
      murder.
    
    Edgeworth:
      As proven earlier today...
      there is no snow on the
      victim's body.
    
    Judge:
      Ah...!
    
    Edgeworth:
      ...Therefore!
    
    Edgeworth:
      The crystal sphere must have
      been dropped before the
      murder!
    
    von Karma:
      Wha...
    
    von Karma:
      Whaaaaat!?
    
    Judge:
      Order! Order! Order!
    
    Edgeworth:
      On the night of the murder
      the victim did indeed go to
      Dusky Bridge!
    
    Edgeworth:
      And there, something occurred
      that caused this crystal
      sphere to come loose!
    
    Judge:
      What... What could that have
      been!?
    
    Edgeworth:
      This sphere...
      There is some blood on it,
      isn't there?
    
    von Karma:
      ...!
    
    Edgeworth:
      Allow me to raise a certain
      possibility at this junction!
    
    Edgeworth:
      The real crime scene was
      near the foot of Dusky Bridge!
    
    von Karma:
      *OBJECTION!* 
    
    von Karma:
      The murder didn't take
      place in the Hazakura Temple
      courtyard...!?
    
    von Karma:
      Only a fool would suggest
      such a foolish piece of
      absolute foolishness!
    
    Edgeworth:
      Just who is the fool?
      And which part is so foolish,
      Ms. von Karma?
    
    von Karma:
      Have you been paying any
      attention this whole time,
      Miles Edgeworth!?
    
    von Karma:
      The Sister saw everything!
    
    von Karma:
      She saw the victim being
      killed by the defendant in the
      Hazakura Temple courtyard!
    
    Edgeworth:
      *OBJECTION!* 
    
    Edgeworth:
      ...That's not exactly true,
      now is it?
    
    Edgeworth:
      To put it more precisely,
      what she saw was...
    
    Edgeworth:
      ...the murder weapon being
      removed from the victim's
      body.
    
    von Karma:
      Th-That's the same thing!
    
    Edgeworth:
      ...No, it isn't!
    
    von Karma:
      !
    
    Edgeworth:
      ...You said it yourself.
    
    --------------------------------------------
    
    von Karma:
      Very little blood is actually
      lost...
    
    von Karma:
      ...at the moment of a
      blade's insertion.
    
    von Karma:
      If you want to talk about
      when the most blood would
      be lost from a body...
    
    von Karma:
      ...that would be when the
      blade is removed.
    
    --------------------------------------------
    
    Edgeworth:
      If that statement is the
      truth...
    
    Edgeworth:
      ...then Dusky Bridge could
      very easily be the scene of
      the murder.
    
    Edgeworth:
      The murder weapon was not
      removed! Thus, there was no
      bleeding!
    
    von Karma:
      *OBJECTION!*
    
    von Karma:
      You are forgetting one vital
      thing, Miles Edgeworth!
    
    von Karma:
      Elise Deauxnim's body was
      found in Hazakura Temple!
    
    von Karma:
      On foot it takes 15 minutes
      to travel from Dusky Bridge
      to Hazakura Temple.
    
    von Karma:
      You mean to suggest someone
      carried the body all that
      way!?
    
    Edgeworth:
      (I've made it this far...
      The only place to take this
      is to the end!)
    
    Edgeworth:
      (I just need to prove
      the possibility it happened
      as I presume...!)
    
    Judge:
      Now, if the defense is ready,
      the court would like to
      have an explanation.
    
    Judge:
      Please show us the method by
      which the victim's body was
      carried to Hazakura Temple!
    
    xxx Present something wrong xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
    x
    x Edgeworth:
    x   *TAKE THAT!*
    x
    x Edgeworth:
    x   (No... That isn't it...)
    x
    x Edgeworth:
    x   (I'm on the wrong track here.)
    x
    x Edgeworth:
    x   (I need to charge on through
    x   this...)
    x
    x Edgeworth:
    x   (Even if it makes things
    x   look bad for my client...!)
    x
    x Judge:
    x   ...Try again, Mr. Edgeworth.
    x
    x Judge:
    x   And this time, without the
    x   scary glare, if you don't
    x   mind!
    x
    x RETURN TO QUESTION
    x
    xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
    
    *Present Tracks Photo*
    
    Edgeworth:
      *TAKE THAT!*
    
    Edgeworth:
      On that snowy night...
    
    Edgeworth:
      ...there is one way that a
      body could have been moved.
    
    Edgeworth:
      The snowmobile.
    
    von Karma:
      Ah...!
    
    Edgeworth:
      As we know... the snowmobile
      was used that night.
    
    Edgeworth:
      It was explained as having
      been used to dispose of the
      murder weapon...
    
    Edgeworth:
      But it could also have been
      used to carry a body!
    
    Judge:
      Order! Order! Order!
      Gyaaaaah!
    
    von Karma:
      This... This is completely
      unacceptable, Miles Edgeworth!
    
    von Karma:
      You've dug yourself into
      your own grave!
    
    Edgeworth:
      What do you mean!?
    
    von Karma:
      The only one who could have
      used the snowmobile was the
      defendant.
    
    von Karma:
      She's the one who moved the
      body! Doesn't that put the
      final nail in your coffin...?
    
    Edgeworth:
      Heh...
    
    Edgeworth:
      You're too late...
      Franziska von Karma.
    
    Edgeworth:
      And in fact, the defense has
      proven something else
      entirely.
    
    Edgeworth:
      We have shown that this
      case requires further
      investigation!
    
    von Karma:
      W-What!?
    
    Edgeworth:
      ...Where was the victim,
      Elise Deauxnim really killed?
    
    Edgeworth:
      ...If her body was moved,
      whatever for?
    
    Edgeworth:
      And finally...
    
    Edgeworth:
      Just what does this image
      mean?
    
    von Karma:
      Do you even need to think
      about that!?
    
    von Karma:
      Such a creature could never
      see the truth, let alone
      describe it!
    
    Edgeworth:
      *OBJECTION!* 
    
    Edgeworth:
      ...This witness certainly
      sits on one of the lowest
      possible branches of humanity.
    
    Edgeworth:
      However! He would never utter
      a lie that could hurt a girl
      with whom he is enamored!
    
    Edgeworth:
      He drew this, so it is
      something that actually
      happened.
    
    Edgeworth:
      The defense stands firm
      on this point.
    
    Butz:
      Ed-Edgey!
      Thank you...!
    
    Judge:
      ...That settles it, then.
    
    Judge:
      I cannot give a verdict under
      these circumstances.
    
    von Karma:
      Grrr... Grrrrrr!
    
    Edgeworth:
      (Wright...)
    
    Edgeworth:
      (I seem to have fulfilled my
      part in this...)
    
    Edgeworth:
      It is just as I thought.
    
    Edgeworth:
      Franziska von Karma...
      You make a wonderful
      partner.
    
    von Karma:
      Excuse me...?
    
    Edgeworth:
      There was one reason, and one
      alone, for me being here.
    
    Edgeworth:
      To expose the darkness lurking
      in this case, and then pass it
      on to Wright!
    
    Butz:
      R-Really? That's what this
      was all about?
    
    Butz:
      You could have just told me
      that from the very beginning!
    
    Butz:
      Then I wouldn't have had
      Franzy whipping me all...
    
    Butz:
      Daaaaaayyyowch!
    
    von Karma:
      Miles Edgeworth...
    
    von Karma:
      I don't care about what you
      were here to do!
    
    von Karma:
      This was my chance to finally
      grind you under my heel!
    
    Edgeworth:
      A shame that your chance seems
      to have slipped by you.
    
    Butz:
      What a shame,
      Franzzzyyyyyyyy!
    
    von Karma:
      ...This is all your fault!
    
    von Karma:
      Such a terrible witness...
      You are an affront to all
      the legal system stands for!
    
    Butz:
      Ouuuouuuouooooouuuuuou
      ouuooououooouuuuouoouuch!
    
    von Karma:
      I demand satisfaction!
    
    Judge:
      ...I cannot believe that the
      witness's testimony relates to
      an actual event.
    
    Judge:
      However, there has to be
      some sort of answer for
      the questions it raises.
    
    Judge:
      Have his words here today
      been the truth or lies?
    
    Judge:
      Next time we gather in
      this courtroom...
    
    Judge:
      ...those are the matters that
      shall be addressed!
    
    Judge:
      I am counting on thorough
      investigations by both the
      defense and the prosecution.
    
    Edgeworth:
      (And with this...)
    
    Edgeworth:
      (The rest is up to you...
      Wright...)
    
    von Karma:
      ...
    
    Judge:
      Court is now adjourned!
    
    
                                                 To be continued.
    _______________________________________________________________________________
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    February 9, 3:43 AM
    Hotti Clinic
    Intensive Care Unit
    
    Phoenix:
      I'm still up at this hour,
      reading through the trial
      record of a certain case.
    
    Phoenix:
      It's the first case my mentor,
      Mia, had ever handled in a
      court of law.
    
    Phoenix:
      The horrifying truth that I
      refuse to accept is holding me
      hostage here within its pages.
    
    Phoenix:
      Dahlia Hawthorne...
    
    Phoenix:
      What I have read, I don't want
      to believe.
    
    Phoenix:
      What is written here...
      This wasn't the Dahlia I knew.
    
    Phoenix:
      After falling into the Eagle
      River, I was somehow
      miraculously saved...
    
    Phoenix:
      But I ended up catching a
      cold that seemed to knock me
      around the world and back.
    
    Phoenix:
      I feel dizzy, my ears are
      ringing, my throat burns,
      and my head is on fire.
    
    Phoenix:
      But I will recover!
      I have to recover by this
      afternoon...
    
    Phoenix:
      I have to meet with the most
      ill-tempered witness
      imaginable.
    
    Phoenix:
      But I know that he will be
      able to help me... somehow!
    
    -------------------------------------------------------------------------------
    
    February 9, 2:43 PM
    Dusky Bridge
    
    Edgeworth:
      Wright... Are you sure you're
      well enough to be doing this?
    
    Edgeworth:
      You still look a little green
      in the face.
    
    Gumshoe:
      Or maybe "viridian", in
      artist-speak.
    
    Phoenix:
      Actually, my fever has gone
      down quite a bit.
    
    Gumshoe:
      How's your temperature now?
    
    Phoenix:
      Only 102.2 degrees...
      Nothing to worry about.
    
    Phoenix:
      *cough*
      *cough* *cough* *cough*
    
    Phoenix:
      Anyway...
      I read today's trial record.
    
    Phoenix:
      You weren't bad, Edgeworth...
      Pretty impressive despite
      the circumstances.
    
    Edgeworth:
      We're not in the clear yet.
    
    Edgeworth:
      The main point of contention
      tomorrow is going to be the
      murder weapon.
    
    Phoenix:
      Yeah...
    
    Edgeworth:
      In the end, the Shichishito
      did not deliver the deadly
      blow.
    
    Edgeworth:
      Which means there must be
      another sword hiding out there
      that we don't know about...
    
    Phoenix:
      (Another sword, huh...)
    
    Gumshoe:
      Don't you worry
      about anything, pal!
    
    Gumshoe:
      I'll dig up the murder weapon
      myself, or I'll eat my coat!
    
    Phoenix:
      ...Thanks again, Edgeworth.
      I'll handle things from here.
    
    Edgeworth:
      Heh...
      That is probably for the best.
    
    Edgeworth:
      Actually, I was thinking about
      paying the old precinct a
      little visit.
    
    Edgeworth:
      There's something
      I want to look into...
    
    Phoenix:
      And that is...?
    
    Edgeworth:
      Our client's background,
      naturally.
    
    Gumshoe:
      You mean Iris, sir...?
    
    Edgeworth:
      I have the feeling that we've
      met before.
    
    Phoenix:
      ...
    
    Edgeworth:
      All I want is confirmation,
      one way or the other.
    
    Edgeworth:
      And since I probably won't be
      getting that from you...
    
    Phoenix:
      I'm sorry, Edgeworth...
    
    Edgeworth:
      I bid you adieu, Wright.
      ...Take care.
    
    Gumshoe:
      Guess I should get moving,
      too.
    
    Phoenix:
      Why?
      Do you need to be somewhere?
    
    Gumshoe:
      Yeah, I've gotta get to work
      on this bridge, pal.
    
    Gumshoe:
      I'm rigging something up so
      we can get across to the
      other side.
    
    Phoenix:
      (Ack! That's right! Maya is
      still stuck over at the Inner
      Temple...)
    
    Gumshoe:
      But don't you worry, pal!
    
    Gumshoe:
      As soon as it's all set,
      you'll be the first to know.
    
    Phoenix:
      Th-Thank you, Gumshoe!
      *cough* *cough*
    
    Phoenix:
      *cough*
      *cough* *cough*
    
    Gumshoe:
      No problem, pal.
      Just try not to give me that
      cough of yours, OK?
    
    Gumshoe:
      Alright, I'm off!
    
    Phoenix:
      (Hang in there, Maya.
      We'll get you out. I promise.)
    
    Phoenix:
      (But in the meantime... I've
      got to continue collecting
      evidence!)
    
    --------------------------------------------
    
    EXAMINE
    -------
    
    +++ Cliff on the other side ++++++++++++++++
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   It looks like it's about
    +   20 yards to that cliff
    +   over there.
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   But I can't see the Inner
    +   Temple from here.
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   I really hope Maya's OK...
    +
    ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
    
    +++ Wooden sign on the left side +++++++++++
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   There's a narrow path going
    +   off in a different direction
    +   than that of the Main Hall.
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   Looks like someone's taken the
    +   effort to write "To Heavenly
    +   Hall" on the signpost.
    +
    ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
    
    +++ The bridge +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   That thing looks like it's
    +   ready to collapse... At least
    +   more than it did before.
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   According to Bikini, Eagle
    +   Mountain is very prone to
    +   earthquakes.
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   Which reminds me...
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   If my memory serves me
    +   correctly, Edgeworth isn't
    +   exactly a fan of earthquakes.
    +
    ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
    
    +++ Stone boulder ++++++++++++++++++++++++++
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   Now it really is more of a
    +   "Dusty Bridge" than a
    +   "Dusky Bridge".
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   That kidnapping incident
    +   happened here 11 years ago,
    +   so maybe it's cursed, too.
    +
    ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
    
    +++ Red public phone +++++++++++++++++++++++
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   Hazakura Temple doesn't have
    +   a single private phone line...
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   ...and there aren't any houses
    +   in the area, so I guess Bikini
    +   is the only one who uses this.
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   ...I really wish I had brought
    +   my cell phone with me.
    +
    ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
    
    MOVE TO: "Heavenly Hall"
    
    -------------------------------------------------------------------------------
    
    February 9
    Heavenly Hall
    
    Phoenix:
      ...
      (Looks like no one's here...)
    
    Phoenix:
      Larryyy!
    
    Phoenix:
      ...
    
    Phoenix:
      Lauriiice!
    
    Phoenix:
      ...
    
    Phoenix:
      (I was sure he'd be hiding
      here...)
    
    Phoenix:
      (Guess I'll try again later.)
    
    --------------------------------------------
    
    EXAMINE
    -------
    
    +++ River ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   This is the famous Eagle
    +   River. I got to try out its
    +   rough rapids the other night.
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   They say it has a really
    +   strong current.
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   And they weren't kidding.
    +   It's both powerful and
    +   fast-flowing.
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   ...
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   I was dead lucky...
    +   I mean lucky not to be
    +   dead!
    +
    ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
    
    +++ Bridge +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   That's Dusky Bridge up there.
    +   It's amazing how clearly you
    +   can see it from so far away.
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   Larry supposedly saw
    +   everything through the
    +   shack's window.
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   Not much light gets down here,
    +   so it must be pitch black at
    +   night...
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   But this area was probably
    +   illuminated that night because
    +   of the burning bridge above.
    +
    ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
    
    +++ Stairs +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   These steps lead up to the
    +   foot of Dusky Bridge.
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   Coming down is a cinch, but
    +   going back up doesn't look
    +   like a walk in the park.
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   I'm starting to understand why
    +   rivers always want to flow
    +   downstream, not up.
    +
    ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
    
    +++ Flags ornament +++++++++++++++++++++++++
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   That stuff is really ruining
    +   the beautiful atmosphere
    +   around here.
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   It's so inappropriate.
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   Like Sister Bikini in a
    +   bikini! *shudder* ...I've
    +   gotta think of the kittens...
    +
    ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
    
    +++ The shack ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   Look at this graffiti,
    +   scrawled right on the
    +   front of the shack.
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   At least he managed to get
    +   a pretty good likeness.
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   When I really think about it,
    +   I guess art kind of suits him.
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   I mean, his very existence is
    +   an art... of sorts.
    +
    ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
    
    +++ Shack's roof +++++++++++++++++++++++++++
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   The snow is really piled up on
    +   the straw roof.
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   It's otherworldly... Like
    +   something out of a fairy tale.
    +   ...Well, the roof part anyway.
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   The sign says,
    +   "Heavenly Hall".
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   I guess it's pretty fitting.
    +   If you spent a night in this
    +   little freezing shack...
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   ...you'd probably find
    +   yourself at the pearly
    +   gates by morning.
    +
    ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
    
    MOVE TO: "Main Gate"
    
    -------------------------------------------------------------------------------
    
    February 9
    Hazakura Temple
    Main Gate
    
    ? ? ?:
      Come on! Pleeease!
      It's for art's sake!
      I swear!
    
    Phoenix:
      (There's only one guy I know
      who could be this persistent
      and high-strung...)
    
    Butz:
      I'm talking about the heroine
      here! The heroine in my book.
      It'll make you famous.
    
    Butz:
      Aaagh!
    
    von Karma:
      ...Enough!
    
    von Karma:
      A fool's fool fools fools
      who foolishly accept the
      foolishness of a fool's fool.
    
    von Karma:
      Wouldn't you agree...
      Phoenix Wright?
    
    Phoenix:
      Eh...?
    
    Phoenix:
      Wait a second...
      I-I know you...
      You're... Um...
    
    Phoenix:
      Oww!
    
    von Karma:
      Your reflexes and mind
      need to shape up!
    
    Phoenix:
      (My brain's frying like a
      sunny-side up and you want
      to grill me over a name!?)
    
    Butz:
      Franzy! You can't do that!
    
    Butz:
      Even as we speak, Nick's
      on the brink of death!
      ...Or so I'm told.
    
    von Karma:
      "Whip a dead horse!"
      Isn't that one of your
      American sayings?
    
    Phoenix:
      No, it's not!
      And I'm not on the brink of
      anything.
    
    Butz:
      Come on, Nick.
      Tell her, would you?
    
    Butz:
      She must model for my picture
      book, "Franzy's Whip Lash
      Splash: Simple & Magnificent"!
    
    Butz:
      Gaaah!
    
    von Karma:
      Before you ask me to model,
      learn to give at least
      semi-coherent testimony.
    
    Phoenix:
      And before that, you'll have
      to learn how to live a
      semi-coherent life, Larry.
    
    Butz:
      ...
    
    Butz:
      I don't care what anyone says!
      I'm telling the truth!
      I saw what I saw!
    
    Butz:
      She flew, I'm telling you!
      Whooosh! Just like that dude
      with the red underwear!
    
    Butz:
      Don't think I'm gonna forgive
      you guys when you come
      crawling back to apologize!
    
    Phoenix:
      (*sigh*
      Off he goes...)
    
    von Karma:
      Phoenix Wright, it's been a
      year since we last met. A
      pleasure to see you again.
    
    --------------------------------------------
    
    EXAMINE
    -------
    
    +++ The gate +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   This is one impressive gate.
    +
    + von Karma:
    +   Compared to the grandeur of
    +   the main gate at the Von Karma
    +   Estate, it's but a pet door.
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   It looks really idyllic with
    +   all that snow on it, don't
    +   you think?
    +
    + von Karma:
    +   All that snow? Don't make me
    +   laugh. This is but a light
    +   dusting where I come from.
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   ...
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   Don't make things up just
    +   because you think I'll never
    +   get to see it for myself!
    +
    ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
    
    +++ The Main Hall ++++++++++++++++++++++++++
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   You can see the Main Hall
    +   from here.
    +
    + von Karma:
    +   I wonder how the head nun
    +   is holding up...?
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   Oh, wow. Is that an inkling of
    +   human kindness I sense?
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   Oww!
    +
    + von Karma:
    +   Do you enjoy causing other
    +   people pain with that sharp
    +   tongue of yours?
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   (It's nothing compared to the
    +   pain you cause with that
    +   leathery whip of yours...)
    +
    ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
    
    +++ Bell tower +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   It's a quaint, little bell
    +   tower.
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   I never would've thought
    +   that something this horrible
    +   was about to happen...
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   ...when Iris rang the
    +   lights out bell that night.
    +
    ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
    
    +++ Snowmobile +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   I'd love to know what that
    +   thing was used for on the
    +   night of the crime.
    +
    + von Karma:
    +   Hah! Still thinking small I
    +   see, Phoenix Wright.
    +   Or perhaps, not at all.
    +
    + von Karma:
    +   That's why you will never
    +   defeat me!
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   Sorry to burst your bubble,
    +   but I don't recall ever losing
    +   to you.
    +
    + von Karma:
    +   It's time for us to settle
    +   this once and for all with
    +   one final showdown!
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   (Looks like she mentally
    +   blocked out my victories
    +   over her from her memory...)
    +
    ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
    
    
    TALK (TO VON KARMA)
    -------------------
    
    >>> Franziska von Karma >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   Have you been in Germany all
    >   this time?
    >
    > von Karma:
    >   That's right.
    >   Extending my perfect win
    >   record. Naturally.
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   (Oh, joy. Sounds like she
    >   hasn't changed a bit.)
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   (Has it really been a year
    >   since we first met...?)
    >
    > --------------------------------------------
    >
    > von Karma:
    >   I am Franziska von Karma,
    >   the Prodigy.
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   I... see...
    >
    > von Karma:
    >   I gave up a promising career
    >   in Germany and came to this
    >   country for one sole reason.
    >
    > von Karma:
    >   Revenge.
    >
    > --------------------------------------------
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   (Franziska was born and raised
    >   in Germany, and became a
    >   prosecutor at the age of 13.)
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   (Her father was the legendary
    >   prosecutor, Manfred von
    >   Karma.)
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   (He had a perfect win record
    >   for 40 long years... But now,
    >   he is gone from this world...)
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   Don't tell me you still hold
    >   a grudge against me...
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   ...because of what happened to
    >   your father...
    >
    > von Karma:
    >   ...
    >
    > von Karma:
    >   Phoenix Wright.
    >   You will fall before me.
    >   This, I promise.
    >
    > von Karma:
    >   But it will be for my sake,
    >   not my father's...
    >   Are we clear?
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   ...Yes, crystal.
    >
    >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
    
    >>> Today's trial >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
    >
    > von Karma:
    >   In truth, I was shocked.
    >
    > von Karma:
    >   I came back to America
    >   with the intention of
    >   defeating you.
    >
    > von Karma:
    >   Instead, it was my little
    >   brother who was leading
    >   the defense.
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   (Edgeworth...
    >   Come to think of it...)
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   (...Edgeworth was pulled into
    >   being a prosecutor by Manfred
    >   von Karma as well.)
    >
    > von Karma:
    >   Miles Edgeworth told me
    >   something very interesting,
    >   you know.
    >
    > von Karma:
    >   He said this case has a
    >   special significance to
    >   you.
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   Because it does.
    >
    > von Karma:
    >   And that's precisely why
    >   I am here.
    >
    > von Karma:
    >   Your personal involvement will
    >   make crushing you into teensy
    >   weensy pieces all the better!
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   ...
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   (It's probably the fever,
    >   but...)
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   (She's so openly hostile that
    >   it's almost kinda cute.)
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   Oww!
    >
    > von Karma:
    >   No smirking!
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   No whipping the sick!
    >
    > von Karma:
    >   That foolish fool, doing such
    >   a foolish favor for such a
    >   foolishly foolish fool.
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   (Edgeworth...)
    >
    > von Karma:
    >   Make no mistake, Phoenix
    >   Wright.
    >
    > von Karma:
    >   I came here for one thing,
    >   and one thing only.
    >   To pulverize you.
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   ...It's not like I thought you
    >   were here to bring me some
    >   Coldkiller X, you know.
    >
    >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
    
    >>> What happened >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
    >
    > von Karma:
    >   I went over the whole case
    >   file on the flight over.
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   You read the whole thing?
    >
    > von Karma:
    >   Yes. Every last word of every
    >   last sentence of every last
    >   paragraph.
    >
    > von Karma:
    >   All the ridiculous things you
    >   did made it a very interesting
    >   read, you know.
    >
    > von Karma:
    >   Attempting to cross a burning
    >   bridge? Did you even consider
    >   the dangers?
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   No.
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   The only thought in my mind
    >   was, "I have to get across."
    >
    > von Karma:
    >   ...!
    >
    > von Karma:
    >   A fool who doesn't think is
    >   more foolish than a fool who
    >   foolishly thinks.
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   (Gumshoe said he'd let me know
    >   once the bridge was repaired.)
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   (Maya... She's got to be OK.
    >   I just know it.)
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   (Plus, I need to ask her about
    >   what really happened at the
    >   Inner Temple that night...)
    >
    >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
    
    
    PRESENT (TO VON KARMA)
    ----------------------
    
    *** Anything *******************************
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   Um, about this...
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   Yeow!
    *
    * von Karma:
    *   I refuse to help you,
    *   Phoenix Wright.
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   (I should've known better
    *   than to try...)
    *
    ********************************************
    
    MOVE TO: "Main Hall"
    
    -------------------------------------------------------------------------------
    
    February 9
    Hazakura Temple
    Main Hall
    
    ? ? ?:
      Hmmmaaaaaaaaaaaaah...
    
    Phoenix:
      (...That was one long sigh!)
    
    Phoenix:
      Umm... Sister Bikini?
    
    Bikini:
      My my my! I didn't know you
      were here! How are you doing?
      Wa ha. Wa ha ha ha ha ha ha!
    
    Bikini:
      Hmmmaaaaaaaaaaaaah...
    
    Phoenix:
      Um, you don't have to pretend
      to be in a good mood for
      my sake...
    
    Bikini:
      I...
    
    Bikini:
      I suppose I've made a terrible
      mess of things, haven't I?
    
    Bikini:
      I let Mystic Elise die, and
      then there's Iris as well...
    
    Phoenix:
      ("Mystic Elise"...?
      Now that I think about it...
      Hmm...)
    
    Bikini:
      There's an acolyte stuck at
      the Inner Temple...
    
    Bikini:
      ...and that poor little girl
      has gone missing, too.
    
    Phoenix:
      That little girl...?
    
    Phoenix:
      Y-You don't mean Pearls...
      do you?
    
    Bikini:
      Yes, I'm afraid I do!
    
    Bikini:
      She hasn't been seen since the
      morning after the incident.
    
    Phoenix:
      Pearls? She's missing!?
      (Why didn't someone tell me
      about this earlier!?)
    
    --------------------------------------------
    
    EXAMINE
    -------
    
    +++ Stuff on the floor +++++++++++++++++++++
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   I've only seen a layout like
    +   this when I saw this really
    +   old Japanese movie on TV.
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   Wow! This hibachi brazier
    +   really puts out a lot of heat!
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   Just thinking about how happy
    +   we were, sitting here eating
    +   pot roast and gravy... *sigh*
    +
    ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
    
    
    TALK (TO BIKINI)
    ----------------
    
    >>> Iris >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
    >
    > Bikini:
    >   I must be getting old...
    >
    > Bikini:
    >   I think I've seriously lost
    >   faith in myself.
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   Are you talking about your
    >   performance at the trial
    >   today?
    >
    > Bikini:
    >   You believe me, don't you?
    >   I'm not a liar! I would never
    >   lie!
    >
    > Bikini:
    >   I know what I saw! I saw Iris
    >   pull that sword from Mystic
    >   Elise's body that night...
    >
    > Bikini:
    >   I'm certain of it!
    >   At least, I was until this
    >   morning...
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   (I don't see any Psyche-Locks,
    >   so she must be telling the
    >   truth.)
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   Um... So why are you so
    >   unsure of yourself all of
    >   a sudden?
    >
    > Bikini:
    >   You know that artist who
    >   testified after me?
    >
    > --------------------------------------------
    >
    > Butz:
    >   I saw Iris flying!
    >   Her white hood fluttering!
    >
    > Butz:
    >   I felt like I might start
    >   flying myself.
    >
    > --------------------------------------------
    >
    > Bikini:
    >   When I saw that man testify
    >   so fervently about something
    >   so impossible...
    >
    > Bikini:
    >   ...I started to wonder if I
    >   had acted just like him when
    >   I was on the witness stand.
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   I wouldn't take that guy
    >   too seriously.
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   He's an artist, but all he
    >   draws is trouble...
    >   and nothing else.
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   (If both Bikini and Larry are
    >   telling the truth...)
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   (...that can only mean one
    >   thing. They both didn't see
    >   what they think they saw.)
    >
    >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
    
    >>> Inner Temple >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   On the night of the incident,
    >   you met Iris at the Inner
    >   Temple. Is that correct?
    >
    > Bikini:
    >   That's right. I'm sure it was
    >   Iris.
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   (But Iris claims she was in
    >   her room in Hazakura Temple.)
    >
    > Bikini:
    >   I knew I shouldn't have come
    >   back here that night...
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   But because you did, Maya is
    >   stuck at the Inner Temple.
    >
    > Bikini:
    >   Nngh...
    >   I am so sorry.
    >
    > Bikini:
    >   The drafts in that place are
    >   nothing to shake a stick at.
    >   Winter is especially bad.
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   (I'll bet. The Training Hall
    >   looks like it's about to fall
    >   down any second.)
    >
    > Bikini:
    >   Eagle Mountain has always
    >   been prone to earthquakes,
    >   just so you know.
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   E-Earthquakes...?
    >
    > Bikini:
    >   Yes. I wouldn't be surprised
    >   if the next big one levels the
    >   Training Hall.
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   (We've got to get Maya
    >   out of there... fast!)
    >
    > Bikini:
    >   But still. There's really no
    >   need to worry...
    >
    > Bikini:
    >   That area on the other side
    >   of Dusky Bridge is isolated
    >   like an island.
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   It's like an island?
    >   How so?
    >
    > Bikini:
    >   Well, the only thing on that
    >   side of the bridge is the
    >   Inner Temple.
    >
    > Bikini:
    >   No one lives out there, and
    >   it's surrounded on all sides
    >   by the river or the forest.
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   I-I see...
    >
    > Bikini:
    >   So a criminal would be
    >   trapped should they choose
    >   to flee in that direction.
    >
    > Bikini:
    >   And as long as the bridge is
    >   out of commission, he or she
    >   will have to stay there.
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   ...
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   That means Maya could be stuck
    >   out there with a murderer and
    >   no way to escape either!
    >
    > Bikini:
    >   Oh dear!
    >   Yes, I suppose it does!
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   (Nngh... Please, Gumshoe!
    >   Get that bridge up faster!)
    >
    >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
    
    >>> Elise Deauxnim >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   ...I'm curious about a few
    >   things, if you don't mind
    >   answering some questions.
    >
    > Bikini:
    >   Oh? Do you need to know
    >   my measurements for your
    >   investigation or something?
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   No, no, no!
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   I want to know a little more
    >   about the victim, Ms. Elise
    >   Deauxnim.
    >
    > Bikini:
    >   ...
    >
    > Bikini:
    >   I'm afraid I don't know her
    >   waist size. Or her bust size
    >   for that matter.
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   No, no. I'm wondering why she
    >   came to stay in a place like
    >   this to begin with.
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   I mean, she told us herself
    >   that she wasn't here for
    >   spiritual training.
    >
    > Bikini:
    >   My my my... You make it sound
    >   like this place is some sort
    >   of dump, Mr. Wright.
    >
    > Bikini:
    >   Mystic Elise was here to soak
    >   up the natural beauty of Eagle
    >   Mountain, if you must know.
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   There. You did it again...
    >   Sister Bikini...
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   I noticed you always refer
    >   to Ms. Deauxnim as
    >   "Mystic Elise".
    >
    > Bikini:
    >   ...Oh!?
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   Yes. Now, why is that?
    >   After all, she's not here as
    >   an acolyte...
    >
    > Bikini:
    >   W-We address all our visitors
    >   as "Mystic". It makes their
    >   experience feel authentic.
    >
    > Bikini:
    >   A-And anyway...
    >   She's older than me. You must
    >   respect your elders, you know.
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   How do you know that?
    >   How can you say for sure that
    >   she's older than you?
    >
    > Bikini:
    >   ...
    >
    > *5 PSYCHE-LOCKS*
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   (Hmm...)
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   (It seems Ms. Elise Deauxnim
    >   was no ordinary visitor after
    >   all...)
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   (And there's Pearls...)
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   (She was with Ms. Deauxnim
    >   on the evening of the murder,
    >   and now she's vanished.)
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   (It's all got to be connected
    >   somehow...)
    >
    >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
    
    (After the Psyche-Locks appeared)
    
    >>> Elise Deauxnim >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   Tell me, Sister Bikini...
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   What kind of person was
    >   Ms. Deauxnim?
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   I mean, you call her "Mystic
    >   Elise" even though she wasn't
    >   here for training.
    >
    > Bikini:
    >   ...
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   Does she have some special
    >   connection with Hazakura
    >   Temple that I'm not aware of?
    >
    > *5 PSYCHE-LOCKS*
    >
    > Bikini:
    >   I'm terribly sorry, but...
    >   I just can't talk about it.
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   ...
    >   (Hmm...)
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   (There's a nasty feeling
    >   building in the pit of my
    >   stomach...)
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   (Looks like I'm going to have
    >   to break this Psyche-Lock
    >   and find out the truth.)
    >
    >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
    
    >>> Pearl >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   Wh-Why did Pearls have to
    >   get mixed up in this mess!?
    >
    > Bikini:
    >   Please, Mr. Wright!
    >   I know you're worried, but
    >   try to keep it together!
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   (Oh, man... My head's
    >   throbbing so bad, it's
    >   killing me!)
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   Pearls... She was with
    >   Ms. Deauxnim on the night
    >   of the murder, remember?
    >
    > Bikini:
    >   Yes, but... I have a temple to
    >   run, you know. I was busy
    >   preparing for the training...
    >
    > Bikini:
    >   I didn't see the little
    >   darling even once after we'd
    >   finished eating dinner.
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   (The murder... It didn't take
    >   place right in front of her
    >   innocent eyes, did it...?)
    >
    > Bikini:
    >   According to the detective,
    >   she hasn't turned up at her
    >   home, either.
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   (Come on! Keep calm!
    >   There's one place left where
    >   Pearls could be!)
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   (She just has to be there!)
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   (Gumshoe... I'm counting on
    >   you to check it out for me, so
    >   please hurry the repairs up!)
    >
    >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
    
    
    PRESENT (TO BIKINI)
    -------------------
    
    *** "Oh! Cult!" New Year's Issue ***********
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   Um, about this picture...
    *
    * Bikini:
    *   Oh, that old thing!
    *
    * Bikini:
    *   I always turned those
    *   reporter-types away in
    *   the past.
    *
    * Bikini:
    *   But Iris was so insistent
    *   this time.
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   Iris?
    *
    * Bikini:
    *   Oh, yes! Iris loves to be the
    *   center of attention, you know.
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   (Really? I find that kinda
    *   hard to believe...)
    *
    ********************************************
    
    *** Hanging Scroll *************************
    *
    * Bikini:
    *   Huh... Ahh!
    *   Well, well, well...
    *   Look what you've found!
    *
    * Bikini:
    *   That's the Master of the
    *   Kurain Channeling Technique,
    *   Mystic Misty Fey!
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   (So this woman is Maya's
    *   mother, huh...)
    *
    * Bikini:
    *   It's been nearly 20 years
    *   since Mystic Misty
    *   disappeared.
    *
    * Bikini:
    *   Apparently, she intended to
    *   pass the torch on to her
    *   daughter.
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   Her daughter? Don't you know
    *   who her daughter is?
    *
    * Bikini:
    *   Well, I myself am part
    *   of a branch family of
    *   the Fey clan.
    *
    * Bikini:
    *   But even I am not privy to
    *   that kind of information when
    *   it concerns the main family...
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   (Hmm, Bikini doesn't seem to
    *   know Maya's standing within
    *   the Fey family...)
    *
    ********************************************
    
    *** Iris's Hood ****************************
    *
    * Bikini:
    *   Well, well, well!
    *   That's a Demon-Warding Hood!
    *
    * Bikini:
    *   Acolytes are highly
    *   susceptible to possession
    *   by evil spirits, you know.
    *
    * Bikini:
    *   That's why we always wear
    *   these for protection.
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   Iris gave this to me on
    *   the night of the murder.
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   But then I went and fell into
    *   the river and got this nasty
    *   fever...
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   I thought maybe if I were to
    *   wear this hood, it'd make my
    *   fever go down faster!
    *
    * Bikini:
    *   ...
    *
    * Bikini:
    *   I don't think so. Colds and
    *   spirit power have nothing to
    *   do with each other.
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   (Way to crush a man's hope.)
    *
    ********************************************
    
    *** Shichishito ****************************
    *
    * Bikini:
    *   Maybe my eyes were playing
    *   tricks on me.
    *
    * Bikini:
    *   I mean, Iris could never do
    *   such a wicked thing.
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   But they proved it in court
    *   today, didn't they?
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   That this sword wasn't the
    *   murder weapon.
    *
    * Bikini:
    *   That's what they were saying,
    *   yes.
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   (The problem is, I saw it,
    *   too...)
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   (I'm sure that what I saw was
    *   this blade stabbed into
    *   Ms. Deauxnim's body.)
    *
    ********************************************
    
    *** Victim's Staff *************************
    *
    * Bikini:
    *   Ah, it's Mystic Elise's staff.
    *
    * Bikini:
    *   Hmm... The crystal sphere
    *   really is missing from it.
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   But the sphere was found near
    *   Dusky Bridge, right?
    *
    * Bikini:
    *   Yes. Even though I'm sure
    *   Mystic Elise was in Hazakura
    *   Temple that entire evening.
    *
    ********************************************
    
    *** Tracks Photo ***************************
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   About this photograph...
    *
    * Bikini:
    *   Oh, yes. Those are our
    *   snowmobile's tracks, alright.
    *   I'd know them anywhere!
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   (But there's only one set...
    *   Which means...)
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   (...the rider went out while
    *   it was still snowing, and came
    *   back after it had stopped.)
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   (That's really the only
    *   logical explanation,
    *   I suppose.)
    *
    ********************************************
    
    *** Larry's Sketch *************************
    *
    * Bikini:
    *   Honestly!
    *   It's like the end of the
    *   world.
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   It's not a good thing,
    *   that's for sure.
    *
    * Bikini:
    *   To think people have the
    *   gall to call this kind of
    *   scribbling by the name of art!
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   Huh?
    *
    * Bikini:
    *   If that's the sort of standard
    *   you need for the arts these
    *   days, I could be a pop diva!
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   Um, sure. But what about the
    *   contents of the picture? What
    *   do you make of that?
    *
    * Bikini:
    *   ...
    *
    * Bikini:
    *   It's definitely the end of
    *   the world.
    *
    ********************************************
    
    *** Crystal Sphere *************************
    *
    * Bikini:
    *   This crystal sphere...
    *
    * Bikini:
    *   It's not from a Demon-Warding
    *   Hood, but I would guess it
    *   serves a similar purpose.
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   If it's not from a hood, then
    *   I guess it really is from
    *   Ms. Deauxnim's staff.
    *
    * Bikini:
    *   Look at the blood on it.
    *   Oh, poor Mystic Elise...
    *
    ********************************************
    
    *** Maya Fey profile ***********************
    *
    * Bikini:
    *   She's a very important
    *   visitor, you know!
    *   An honored acolyte!
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   She is?
    *   Do you know her or
    *   something?
    *
    * Bikini:
    *   The Fey name is synonymous
    *   with the Kurain Channeling
    *   Technique.
    *
    * Bikini:
    *   Therefore, she must be a
    *   spirit medium of great power
    *   indeed.
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   (Looks like Bikini is in
    *   the dark.)
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   (She doesn't seem to know
    *   that Maya is the daughter of
    *   the Master of Kurain.)
    *
    ********************************************
    
    *** Pearl Fey profile **********************
    *
    * Bikini:
    *   Oh dear. I wonder where on
    *   Earth this little girl has
    *   wandered off to?
    *
    * Bikini:
    *   She's nowhere near the
    *   Main Hall. That's for sure.
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   (First I lost Maya, and now
    *   Pearls...)
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   (How much more pain is this
    *   case going to cause me!?)
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   (Urgh... Not to mention this
    *   fever is giving me a killer
    *   migraine...)
    *
    ********************************************
    
    *** Bikini profile *************************
    *
    * Bikini:
    *   It's all my fault, isn't it?
    *   It's all my achy back's fault.
    *
    * Bikini:
    *   Now Mystic Elise is dead, and
    *   an acolyte is trapped inside
    *   the Inner Temple...
    *
    * Bikini:
    *   ...and that poor little girl
    *   has gone missing, too.
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   ("Missing"...? I hope that's
    *   all it is...)
    *
    * Bikini:
    *   Oh dear, oh dear. I've got
    *   to train to withstand more
    *   pain, don't I...?
    *
    ********************************************
    
    *** Elise Deauxnim profile *****************
    *
    * Bikini:
    *   How... How can I ever
    *   make up for this...?
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   Make up for what?
    *
    * Bikini:
    *   For allowing harm to come to
    *   such an important person!
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   (So I was right...)
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   (Ms. Deauxnim wasn't just any
    *   ol' visitor here...)
    *
    ********************************************
    
    *** Iris profile ***************************
    *
    * Bikini:
    *   Please, tell me!
    *   What's going to happen to
    *   poor Iris!?
    *
    * Bikini:
    *   If she was to be found guilty,
    *   I'd...
    *
    * Bikini:
    *   Well, I wouldn't accept it!
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   But your testimony, Sister
    *   Bikini...
    *
    * Bikini:
    *   ...
    *
    * Bikini:
    *   I can't help my testimony!
    *   I saw what I saw!
    *
    * Bikini:
    *   It's up to a pro lawyer like
    *   you to deal with problems like
    *   that!
    *
    ********************************************
    
    *** Laurice Deauxnim profile ***************
    *
    * Bikini:
    *   What a disgraceful young
    *   man!
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   You've finally seen through
    *   him, huh...
    *
    * Bikini:
    *   How could he sit there and
    *   claim he really saw what he
    *   drew in that picture?
    *
    * Bikini:
    *   Although, the portrait he did
    *   of me was rather flattering,
    *   I must say.
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   (Still...)
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   (It's not like Larry to make
    *   something up that might get a
    *   woman he likes in trouble.)
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   (There's more to that sketch
    *   of his than meets the eye.
    *   I'm sure of it.)
    *
    ********************************************
    
    *** Franziska von Karma profile ************
    *
    * Bikini:
    *   You certainly have some
    *   unusual friends, don't you,
    *   Mr. Wright! Ho ho ho!
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   F-Friends...?
    *
    * Bikini:
    *   That fancy-pansy painter is
    *   one thing, but whipping the
    *   judge is just bad form.
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   Well... Um...
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   Do you think you could go
    *   drill that into her head for
    *   me...? Please?
    *
    ********************************************
    
    *** Miles Edgeworth profile ****************
    *
    * Bikini:
    *   You must be very happy to
    *   have such a fine mentor.
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   Mentor...?
    *   No, he's just a friend...
    *
    * Bikini:
    *   Oh, you naughty devil!
    *   Always the joker, aren't you?
    *   Ho ho ho ho!
    *
    * Bikini:
    *   Ah, he seemed like a lovely
    *   young man... Like the kind
    *   you can always count on.
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   Y-Yeah...
    *   (It's kinda depressing how
    *   much faith she has in him...)
    *
    ********************************************
    
    *** Anything else **************************
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   I was wondering about this...
    *
    * Bikini:
    *   Hmm...
    *   Let me see...
    *
    * Bikini:
    *   Well, as you may know...
    *   In order to see reality for
    *   what it truly is...
    *
    * Bikini:
    *   ...we strive to break our
    *   attachments to much of
    *   the transient, material realm.
    *
    * Bikini:
    *   I guess you could call me
    *   an "immaterial girl"!
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   (I'm guessing she makes
    *   an exception for fine
    *   dining...)
    *
    ********************************************
    
    MOVE TO: "Courtyard"
    
    -------------------------------------------------------------------------------
    
    February 9
    Hazakura Temple
    Courtyard
    
    Phoenix:
      (This is where Sister Bikini
      witnessed the incident.)
    
    Phoenix:
      (It's hard to imagine she
      was lying on the stand, so...)
    
    Phoenix:
      (...maybe there are some
      clues that have yet to be
      found.)
    
    --------------------------------------------
    
    EXAMINE
    -------
    
    +++ Lantern on the left ++++++++++++++++++++
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   There are a few of these stone
    +   lanterns scattered around in
    +   this courtyard.
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   Without the city glare to
    +   compete with, I imagine they
    +   would seem a lot brighter.
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   I guess Sister Bikini must
    +   light them now, since Iris
    +   can't be here.
    +
    ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
    
    +++ The staff on the snow ++++++++++++++++++
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   Ms. Deauxnim's staff...
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   I definitely remember there
    +   being a crystal sphere
    +   attached to the staff.
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   I guess Larry eventually found
    +   the sphere near the foot of
    +   Dusky Bridge, but...
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   ...what was it doing all the
    +   way out there...?
    +
    ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
    
    +++ Ami Fey statue +++++++++++++++++++++++++
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   The Shichishito.
    +   It's there in Mystic Ami's
    +   right hand.
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   But it was proven in court
    +   today that it wasn't the
    +   murder weapon.
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   Given the design, it must've
    +   been used for some pretty
    +   gruesome things in the past...
    +
    ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
    
    +++ Stone wall +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   The Main Gate's on the other
    +   side of that stone wall.
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   The difference in elevation
    +   is almost 10 feet. That's how
    +   steep this hillside is!
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   And that's also the height
    +   the body fell from, according
    +   to the autopsy.
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   Is it possible that
    +   Ms. Deauxnim was pushed
    +   from the top of the wall...?
    +
    ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
    
    +++ Top right corner +++++++++++++++++++++++
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   That building up there is
    +   the Main Hall. It was where
    +   we were staying.
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   It sits kind of funny because
    +   it was built on a very steep
    +   slope.
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   If you enter from the Main
    +   Gate side, these rooms above
    +   me are on the ground floor.
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   Apparently, Ms. Deauxnim was
    +   staying in the corner room.
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   I guess that's where she was
    +   pushed from that night...
    +
    ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
    
    +++ Ski apparatus ++++++++++++++++++++++++++
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   They get quite a bit of snow
    +   up here on Eagle Mountain.
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   Around here, skis aren't just
    +   for fun. They're tools for
    +   getting around.
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   But the sled... Now that's
    +   gotta be for Bikini's own
    +   personal entertainment!
    +
    ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
    
    MOVE TO: "Main Hall"
    
    -------------------------------------------------------------------------------
    
    ? ? ?:
      Heeeeeeeeeey!
    
    Bikini:
      Wh-What was that jarring,
      inconsiderately loud yell...?
    
    Gumshoe:
      So this is where you've been!
      Keeping nice and warm, I see!
    
    Phoenix:
      Detective!
      H-Have you finished repair--
    
    Gumshoe:
      The bridge!? Yeah, I did!
      I told you I'd let you know!
    
    Bikini:
      Well well well! Then I'll come
      along with you and...
    
    Gumshoe:
      Sorry, ma'am! No unauthorized
      entry. Access is restricted to
      people involved in the case.
    
    Bikini:
      What was that!?
    
    Bikini:
      I'm involved, aren't I? You
      couldn't get much more
      involved than me!
    
    Gumshoe:
      Well yeah, but that's not what
      I mea--
    
    Gumshoe:
      Aaah!
    
    von Karma:
      It's been a while, Scruffy...
    
    Gumshoe:
      Y-You're...!
    
    Gumshoe:
      Ms. v-v-v-v-v-v-
    
    Gumshoe:
      Von Karmaaaaaaah!
    
    von Karma:
      Sister. Please, leave
      the investigation to me.
    
    Bikini:
      My my my.
      Well, you certainly seem to
      have everything under control!
    
    von Karma:
      I am on your side.
      I won't do anything you
      don't want me to.
    
    Phoenix:
      (...As you work to pin the
      guilt on Iris.)
    
    von Karma:
      What are you daydreaming
      about, Phoenix Wright!?
    
    Phoenix:
      OWW!
      That hurts, you know! 
    
    von Karma:
      Silence!
    
    von Karma:
      I, Franziska von Karma, will
      personally guide you through
      your investigation.
    
    von Karma:
      So you will follow me!
    
    Phoenix:
      (...She's not seriously
      going to follow me around,
      is she...?)
    
    MOVE TO: "Inner Temple Gate"
    
    -------------------------------------------------------------------------------
    
    February 9
    Inner Temple Gate
    
    Phoenix:
      Things have certainly become
      a lot livelier than before.
    
    von Karma:
      They must have commenced
      with the investigation.
    
    ? ? ?:
      Oh!
      ...Mr. Nick!
    
    Phoenix:
      (Th-That voice...)
    
    Phoenix:
      Pearls!
    
    Pearl:
      ...Mr. Nick...
      Mr. Niiick!
    
    --------------------------------------------
    
    Phoenix:
      So you were here...
      ever since that night...
    
    Pearl:
      I was so lonely, I thought I
      was going to die!
    
    Pearl:
      When I woke up in the morning
      and saw that Dusky Bridge
      was gone...
    
    Pearl:
      I...
      I realized I was all alone.
    
    Phoenix:
      (She was all alone...?)
    
    von Karma:
      It must have been very trying
      for you, little girl.
    
    Pearl:
      Ah!
      You're...
    
    von Karma:
      I am Franziska von Karma,
      the Prodigy. There's no need
      to worry now that I'm here.
    
    Pearl:
      You're the prosecutor who was
      so mean to Mystic Maya last
      year.
    
    von Karma:
      Well...
    
    Pearl:
      I... I don't like you.
      You're nothing but a little
      girl without your whip!
    
    von Karma:
      ...!
    
    Pearl:
      Mystic Maya didn't do anything
      wrong, but you were so mean!
      I'll never forgive you!
    
    von Karma:
      I...
      I...!
    
    Phoenix:
      (It looks like Pearls's words
      are getting under her skin...)
    
    von Karma:
      ............
    
    Phoenix:
      Yeowwww!
      Why are you whipping me!?
      I didn't even say anything!
    
    von Karma:
      You didn't have to. The
      smile on your lips gave
      you away!
    
    Phoenix:
      A-Anyway...
      Pearls...?
    
    Phoenix:
      Weren't you with Maya?
    
    Pearl:
      Ah!
    
    Pearl:
      ...
    
    Pearl:
      I'm sorry!
      It's... It's all my fault!
    
    Phoenix:
      Huh!? What are you talking
      about, Pearls?
    
    Pearl:
      I...
      I...
    
    Pearl:
      Waaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!
      Mystic Mayaaaaaaa!
    
    Phoenix:
      Hey, wait! Pearls!
      (She just ran off!)
    
    Phoenix:
      Oww!
    
    von Karma:
      That was cruel, Phoenix
      Wright. To make a little girl
      cry like that is inexcusable!
    
    Phoenix:
      (What was that all about?
      Pearls acting like that...
      It's giving me the creeps.)
    
    Phoenix:
      (I guess I'd better take
      another look around since
      I've finally got a chance!)
    
    Phoenix:
      (Especially since something
      about this place seems
      different from two days ago.)
    
    --------------------------------------------
    
    EXAMINE
    -------
    
    +++ The bridge +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   You can see Dusky Bridge from
    +   here. It's an unusually long
    +   bridge, isn't it?
    +
    + von Karma:
    +   I would say it's about
    +   20 yards.
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   I guess the gorge is too wide
    +   to cross with a piece of rope
    +   or wire, huh?
    +
    + von Karma:
    +   Therefore, no one has crossed
    +   the gorge in either direction
    +   since the night of the murder.
    +
    + von Karma:
    +   A simple, yet sound deduction,
    +   wouldn't you say, Phoenix
    +   Wright?
    +
    ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
    
    +++ Metal hook +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
    +
    + von Karma:
    +   Phoenix Wright!
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   What!? And would you stop
    +   calling me by my full name
    +   like that?
    +
    + von Karma:
    +   Was this once a prosperous
    +   port?
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   A port...?
    +
    + von Karma:
    +   Yes. That metal hook is a
    +   mooring post for boats,
    +   you know.
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   Oh, that. That's an anchor
    +   for one of the wires that used
    +   to hold up the bridge.
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   I think the wire that was tied
    +   to this one probably snapped
    +   when the bridge burned down.
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   (I mean, there's no way there
    +   was ever a port all the way up
    +   here...)
    +
    + von Karma:
    +   Don't get smart with me,
    +   Phoenix Wright!
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   But I didn't say anything!
    +
    ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
    
    +++ Buddha statues +++++++++++++++++++++++++
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   Look at all the Buddha statues
    +   lined up along this path.
    +
    + von Karma:
    +   Phoenix Wright...
    +
    + von Karma:
    +   Do you think this is how many
    +   siblings the head nun has?
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   ...
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   Why don't you ask her the
    +   next time you see her?
    +
    + von Karma:
    +   ...You know what?
    +   I think I will.
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   (And she'll probably slap you
    +   for prying into her private
    +   affairs.)
    +
    ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
    
    +++ Incinerator ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   (There's a weird smell coming
    +   from that incinerator.)
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   (The door is also open, almost
    +   like it's begging me to look
    +   inside...)
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   Well, well. Let's see what
    +   stunning clue is concealed
    +   in here, shall we?
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   ...
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   Huh? It's empty!
    +
    + von Karma:
    +   How naïve of you,
    +   Phoenix Wright.
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   But it's a bit strange, don't
    +   you think?
    +   ...Franziska von Karma?
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   (I seem to remember...)
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   (...there was snow on this
    +   incinerator the first time I
    +   saw it.)
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   (In other words, someone's
    +   been using it to burn
    +   something recently...)
    +
    + von Karma:
    +   Listen, Phoenix Wright!
    +
    + von Karma:
    +   It's impertinent to call
    +   people by their full name!
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   I was only copying you.
    +
    ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
    
    +++ Yellow gate ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   There's a little gate that
    +   leads into the garden.
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   It says "No Entry" on the
    +   sign, though.
    +
    + von Karma:
    +   Come now, Phoenix Wright!
    +   What are you doing? Let's
    +   go in.
    +
    + von Karma:
    +   It's half open anyway.
    +   What harm could come of it?
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   But it says, "No Entry".
    +
    + von Karma:
    +   ...
    +
    + von Karma:
    +   Don't you Americans enjoy
    +   doing whatever you like and
    +   then simply say, "Whatever!?"
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   That's got nothing to do with
    +   anything!
    +   (And who told you that!?)
    +
    ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
    
    +++ Wooden log on left with sign +++++++++++
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   The sign says "Inner Temple".
    +
    + von Karma:
    +   I don't know how you're
    +   reading it, but it's illegible
    +   to me.
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   Actually, I can't read it
    +   either.
    +
    + von Karma:
    +   Feigning comprehension isn't
    +   a very good habit to have,
    +   Phoenix Wright.
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   (She looks really happy to
    +   have finally caught me on
    +   something...)
    +
    ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
    
    +++ The gate +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
    +
    + von Karma:
    +   This must be the door that
    +   leads to the Inner Temple.
    +
    + von Karma:
    +   Where Maya Fey was training
    +   on the night of the murder...
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   Yes. There's a solitary room
    +   there called the Training
    +   Hall.
    +
    + von Karma:
    +   You could do with some
    +   training yourself, Phoenix
    +   Wright!
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   ...
    +   YEOWWW!
    +
    + von Karma:
    +   You're completely out of
    +   shape.
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   (Nngh... I don't know how
    +   much more of this woman
    +   I can take!)
    +
    ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
    
    MOVE TO: "Training Hall"
    
    -------------------------------------------------------------------------------
    
    February 9
    Inner Temple
    Training Hall
    
    Phoenix:
      ...
    
    von Karma:
      What's wrong?
      Why are you so quiet?
    
    Phoenix:
      Maya... She was supposed to
      be in here training.
    
    von Karma:
      Yet, it appears she's nowhere
      to be seen.
    
    Phoenix:
      ...
    
    Phoenix:
      (What's that...?
      That strange lock...?)
    
    Phoenix:
      (It wasn't there two days
      ago.)
    
    Phoenix:
      (This whole room is really
      giving off some strange
      vibes...)
    
    --------------------------------------------
    
    EXAMINE
    -------
    
    +++ Dresser drawers ++++++++++++++++++++++++
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   It's an antique dresser.
    +
    + von Karma:
    +   Don't you dare open it,
    +   Phoenix Wright!
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   (Now I know how Maya feels
    +   when I tell her not to touch
    +   things...)
    +
    + von Karma:
    +   ...
    +
    + von Karma:
    +   What a pity. It's full of
    +   nothing but old clothes for
    +   the acolytes.
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   I thought we weren't opening
    +   it!
    +
    + von Karma:
    +   I'm from the Prosecutor's
    +   Office. I can do anything.
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   (Yeah, you can do anything...
    +   Except stand up to a 9 year
    +   old girl.)
    +
    ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
    
    +++ Sacred cavern entrance +++++++++++++++++
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   Hmm... This door...
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   When I was here two days ago,
    +   that weird lock wasn't on it.
    +
    + von Karma:
    +   Those chains... It's almost as
    +   if they're guarding something
    +   inside that cavern.
    +
    + von Karma:
    +   I've never seen a lock quite
    +   like this before.
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   (I have. I've seen locks and
    +   chains just like this before.)
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   (They look just like the ones
    +   that guard a person's secrets
    +   during a Psyche-Lock.)
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   (I wonder if this lock is
    +   guarding something, too.)
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   (Dark secrets in a dark
    +   cavern...)
    +
    ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
    
    +++ Hanging scroll +++++++++++++++++++++++++
    +
    + von Karma:
    +   What do you think this
    +   yellowish poster is, Phoenix
    +   Wright?
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   It's a scroll, not a poster.
    +   It's a picture of a woman
    +   who's actually...
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   ...
    +
    + von Karma:
    +   A woman? I don't see any
    +   woman here.
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   (There's a different
    +   atmosphere in this room since
    +   the last time I was here.)
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   (No... It's not a different
    +   atmosphere, it's a different
    +   smell!)
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   It's gravy!
    +
    + von Karma:
    +   ...What's the matter?
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   This scroll... It's been
    +   completely covered in gravy!
    +
    + von Karma:
    +   Ah. Yes. There is a very
    +   appetizing smell in the air.
    +
    + von Karma:
    +   But gravy is a type of sauce.
    +
    + von Karma:
    +   So when you run out of paint,
    +   you Americans use gravy
    +   as a substitute, I see.
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   No! No one does that!
    +   For starters, it stinks!
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   (This must be the gravy that
    +   we had with the roast on the
    +   night of the incident.)
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   (But why would anyone do this?
    +   Why this scroll?)
    +
    + *Hanging Scroll updated.
    + Touch to see before and after
    + view under the Check screen.*
    +
    ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
    
    +++ Hanging scroll (again) +++++++++++++++++
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   (This scroll shows a picture
    +   of Misty Fey, Master of the
    +   Kurain Channeling Technique.)
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   (But why would anyone cover it
    +   in gravy?)
    +
    + von Karma:
    +   I can't make out what's drawn
    +   on this scroll at all.
    +
    + von Karma:
    +   I'll never understand you
    +   Americans and your so-called
    +   artists...
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   (Artists? Um, yeah...)
    +
    ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
    
    --------------------------------------------
    
    *AFTER EXAMINING THE LOCK AND HANGING SCROLL*
    
    ? ? ?:
      What took you so long?
    
    ? ? ?:
      I thought even you'd manage
      to get here faster than this,
      Mr. Trite.
    
    Phoenix:
      P-Prosecutor Godot!
      I didn't know you were here.
    
    von Karma:
      Prosecutor?
    
    Phoenix:
      How come you didn't show up
      at the trial today?
    
    Godot:
      Ha...!
      I could ask you the exact
      same question.
    
    Phoenix:
      Huh? But I was...
      I had a cold, so...
    
    Godot:
      I had something slightly more
      important than a common cold
      to deal with.
    
    Godot:
      The importance of which is
      something you have no hope
      of ever understanding.
    
    von Karma:
      Enough! I believe I have the
      measure of you.
    
    von Karma:
      You are the very worst kind of
      prosecutor. What could be more
      important than a trial?
    
    Godot:
      ...
    
    Godot:
      Who's the wild mare, Trite?
    
    Phoenix:
      This is Ms. von Karma. She
      was the acting prosecutor
      in your absence today.
    
    Godot:
      Ha...!
      Well, I guess I owe you one
      then.
    
    Godot:
      But you can go now, princess.
      It's time for the big boys
      to take the reins.
    
    von Karma:
      Just who do you think you
      are!? This case is my...
    
    Godot:
      Hey, Filly. Know your
      role, and shut your mouth.
      I can't stand women like you.
    
    Godot:
      I'm only going to say this
      once, Lady von Whippingberg.
      Go home!
    
    von Karma:
      ...
    
    von Karma:
      Phoeeenix Wriiight!
    
    Phoenix:
      Wh-What are you hitting me
      for!?
    
    Godot:
      Ha...!
      You deserve more cracks of
      the whip than that, Trite.
    
    Phoenix:
      Wh-What!?
    
    Godot:
      You still don't get it, do
      you?
    
    Godot:
      You don't realize that you've
      set something in motion that
      you'll never be able to undo.
    
    Phoenix:
      (There's something different
      about Godot today...)
    
    Phoenix:
      (I'm getting such a strong
      sense of... something from
      behind that mask of his.)
    
    Phoenix:
      (Is it anger?
      Or...)
    
    Phoenix:
      (Is it... sorrow?)
    
    --------------------------------------------
    
    TALK (TO GODOT)
    ---------------
    
    >>> Why didn't you show? >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   You had some important
    >   business and that's why
    >   you weren't in court, huh?
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   So what was it?
    >
    > Godot:
    >   ...
    >
    > Godot:
    >   I've told you once before, but
    >   perhaps you don't remember.
    >
    > --------------------------------------------
    >
    > Godot:
    >   I've returned from the
    >   depths of Hell...
    >
    > Godot:
    >   To do battle with you.
    >
    > --------------------------------------------
    >
    > Godot:
    >   You see, Trite... I've
    >   experienced something
    >   most have not. Death.
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   You... died?
    >
    > Godot:
    >   Of course, being extradited
    >   from Hell is a tedious
    >   affair.
    >
    > Godot:
    >   The meticulous regeneration
    >   and adjustment of all your
    >   internal organs is...
    >
    > Godot:
    >   Well... Let's just say modern
    >   medicine allows us all to live
    >   to a ripe old age.
    >
    > Godot:
    >   Even someone like me.
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   So... you mean...
    >   That mask you wear is...?
    >
    > Godot:
    >   This ugly device? I promise
    >   it's not a fashion statement,
    >   my unenlightened friend.
    >
    > Godot:
    >   Without this, I can't see your
    >   frequently dumbfounded face.
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   I... I didn't know...
    >
    > Godot:
    >   My eyesight is pretty
    >   messed up.
    >
    > Godot:
    >   Even with these huge goggles
    >   on my head, I still can't see
    >   everything.
    >
    > Godot:
    >   Still, I keep this worn-out
    >   piece of junk of a body
    >   going with regular servicing.
    >
    > von Karma:
    >   I'm sorry, but...
    >
    > von Karma:
    >   ...you say you experienced
    >   death? How is that possible?
    >   What happened...?
    >
    > Godot:
    >   ...
    >   Why don't you ask him?
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   Huh?
    >   M-Me!?
    >
    > Godot:
    >   Yeah, Trite. You.
    >   You should know all about it.
    >
    > Godot:
    >   You know when my life ended...
    >   And who ended it for me.
    >
    > von Karma:
    >   W-Well, Phoenix Wright!
    >   Do you!?
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   I-I don't know what he's
    >   talking about...
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   (Although...
    >   To be honest...)
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   (I do feel a little tug at
    >   the corner of my memory...)
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   (I think I do know about
    >   how Godot was "killed"...)
    >
    > Godot:
    >   It will all become clear in
    >   due time.
    >
    > Godot:
    >   Isn't that right, Trite?
    >
    >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
    
    >>> Can't undo? >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   Earlier, you said I've done
    >   something I can never undo.
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   What did you mean by that
    >   exactly?
    >
    > Godot:
    >   ...
    >
    > Godot:
    >   The Inner Temple here on this
    >   side of Dusky Bridge is an
    >   isolated island.
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   (That's what Sister Bikini
    >   said, too.)
    >
    > Godot:
    >   And I wonder, Trite...
    >
    > Godot:
    >   Do you know what the police
    >   are doing here today?
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   ...What do you mean?
    >
    > Godot:
    >   They're searching...
    >
    > Godot:
    >   Searching for any trace of an
    >   acolyte who went missing.
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   M-Missing?
    >
    > Godot:
    >   As leader of the search party,
    >   I can tell you this with
    >   absolute certainty...
    >
    > Godot:
    >   Maya Fey is not on this side
    >   of Dusky Bridge.
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   Huh?
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   B-But that's impossible!
    >   She came here that night
    >   and...
    >
    > Godot:
    >   I won't say it again.
    >   The chances of her being
    >   here are nil.
    >
    > Godot:
    >   Excluding of course, one
    >   very unique place...
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   (One? Where is that?)
    >
    > Godot:
    >   The Sacred Cavern, the
    >   entrance of which we are
    >   standing at right now.
    >
    > Godot:
    >   This is the only place that
    >   the search party has yet to
    >   explore.
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   (So they haven't searched
    >   that cavern yet, huh...)
    >
    > Godot:
    >   Be aware, though, that the
    >   temperature inside frequently
    >   falls below freezing.
    >
    > Godot:
    >   Even if she was in there...
    >
    > Godot:
    >   ...the chances of her being
    >   found alive are slim at best.
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   N-No!
    >
    > Godot:
    >   Which means, Trite, that you
    >   sent Maya Fey to her death!
    >
    > von Karma:
    >   You fool!
    >
    > von Karma:
    >   If that's the situation, why
    >   aren't you in there with a
    >   search party right now!?
    >
    > Godot:
    >   You must have blinders on, my
    >   equestrian angel. Don't you
    >   see the big lock and chains?
    >
    > Godot:
    >   It's a trick lock. I'm making
    >   preparations to open it as we
    >   speak.
    >
    > Godot:
    >   Well, Trite?
    >
    > Godot:
    >   Once again, a woman dies
    >   because of you.
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   "Once again"!?
    >   What are you talking about?
    >
    > Godot:
    >   Don't tell me
    >   you've forgotten...?
    >
    > Godot:
    >   It was only two years ago,
    >   after all...
    >
    > Godot:
    >   ...when the last unfortunate
    >   woman died because of you.
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   (Because of me...?)
    >
    > Godot:
    >   And do you know who that was?
    >   It was Maya Fey's sister!
    >   That's right! Mia Fey!
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   M-Mia!?
    >
    > Godot:
    >   You killed her!
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   N-No, that's not how it was!
    >
    >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
    
    >>> Mia Fey >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
    >
    > Godot:
    >   It was two years ago...
    >
    > Godot:
    >   Mia Fey was pursuing someone.
    >   A man.
    >
    > Godot:
    >   But she bit off more than she
    >   could chew. She made a very
    >   dangerous enemy.
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   (Yeah, that's one case I'll
    >   never forget.)
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   But... I got that guy!
    >   Personally!
    >
    > Godot:
    >   Sure. Ms. Fey's murderer was
    >   caught.
    >
    > Godot:
    >   But that won't bring her
    >   back!
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   W-Well, no... but...
    >
    > Godot:
    >   You were with her at the time.
    >   You and no one else.
    >
    > Godot:
    >   It was your responsibility!
    >   You should have protected her!
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   I...!
    >
    > Godot:
    >   You say Mia Fey was your
    >   teacher! Well then, I'd say
    >   you've learned nothing, Trite!
    >
    > Godot:
    >   You robbed her of her life.
    >   And now...
    >
    > Godot:
    >   ...you've let her sister
    >   suffer the same fate!
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   (I... I haven't sentenced
    >   Maya to death...! No...!)
    >
    >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
    
    >>> Trick lock >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
    >
    > von Karma:
    >   What is this peculiar-looking
    >   lock?
    >
    > von Karma:
    >   Why don't we just break it
    >   open? It would be a simple
    >   matter of...
    >
    > Godot:
    >   I'm afraid we can't do that.
    >
    > Godot:
    >   This area has always been
    >   prone to earthquakes.
    >
    > Godot:
    >   The repeated tremors have
    >   weakened the foundations of
    >   the Training Hall.
    >
    > Godot:
    >   Any excessive force used to
    >   break the lock open would...
    >
    > Godot:
    >   Well, let's just say the Inner
    >   Temple and the Sacred Cavern
    >   would be a thing of the past.
    >
    > von Karma:
    >   Very well. Then dare I suggest
    >   the obvious solution of
    >   opening it with the key?
    >
    > Godot:
    >   Ha...!
    >
    > Godot:
    >   Sure. Just show me where the
    >   keyhole is on this trick lock.
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   Th-There's no keyhole!?
    >
    > Godot:
    >   That's right. An interesting
    >   puzzle, huh?
    >
    > Godot:
    >   The person who set this
    >   lock is the only one who
    >   can open it.
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   Then who was it!?
    >
    > Godot:
    >   Simple. The accused.
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   What? Iris?
    >
    > Godot:
    >   When an acolyte undergoes
    >   training inside the Sacred
    >   Cavern...
    >
    > Godot:
    >   ...the attending sister is
    >   responsible for locking the
    >   entrance.
    >
    > Godot:
    >   Obviously, the night of the
    >   murder was no exception. Maya
    >   Fey was to train in there.
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   (Sister Bikini did mention
    >   it a number of times, now
    >   that I think about it.)
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   (She said that Iris was left
    >   in charge of supervising the
    >   early stages of the training.)
    >
    > Godot:
    >   So Iris, the accused, is the
    >   only one who can open this
    >   lock.
    >
    > Godot:
    >   I've arranged for her to be
    >   brought here now.
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   (Iris is the only person
    >   who can open this lock...?)
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   (I hope she gets here soon!
    >   ...Hang on in there, Maya.
    >   We'll get you out!)
    >
    >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
    
    
    PRESENT (TO GODOT)
    ------------------
    
    *** Anything *******************************
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   Um, Godot... Would you mind
    *   taking a look at this?
    *
    * Godot:
    *   Ha...! My eyes have a date
    *   with the horizon. They're
    *   flirting with the gulls.
    *
    * Godot:
    *   I don't have any intention of
    *   aiding a defense attorney like
    *   you, Trite.
    *
    * von Karma:
    *   But you must help him!
    *   Even just a little!
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   (Look who's talking!)
    *
    * von Karma:
    *   I had no idea such a smooth
    *   refusal could make me so
    *   angry!
    *
    ********************************************
    
    --------------------------------------------
    
    *AFTER TALKING TO GODOT*
    
    Godot:
      ...
      So.
    
    Godot:
      I should be getting back to
      work.
    
    Phoenix:
      Wait, Godot!
    
    Phoenix:
      How sure about Maya are you?
    
    Godot:
      ...
      There's no doubt in my mind.
    
    Godot:
      She's in the Sacred Cavern
      somewhere. It's the only place
      she could be.
    
    Phoenix:
      ...
    
    Godot:
      You'd better start praying.
    
    Godot:
      You'd better pray that friend
      of yours brings the accused
      back here soon.
    
    Phoenix:
      (Edgeworth?)
    
    Godot:
      Listen up, Trite.
      There's only one thing I want
      to say to you before I go.
    
    Godot:
      I'll never accept you.
      Never.
    
    Phoenix:
      ...!
    
    --------------------------------------------
    
    von Karma:
      You should choose your friends
      more carefully, Phoenix
      Wright.
    
    Phoenix:
      That's what everyone says.
    
    Phoenix:
      (It looks like I don't have
      much of a choice...)
    
    Phoenix:
      (I guess I'll just have to do
      what I can for now.)
    
    MOVE TO: "Inner Temple Gate"
    
    -------------------------------------------------------------------------------
    
    ? ? ?:
      ...
    
    ? ? ?:
      I dunno...
      Should I... Or shouldn't I...?
    
    Phoenix:
      (Sound like someone's talking
      to himself, but where's that
      coming from?)
    
    Gumshoe:
      Yeah. I guess I better wash
      that off. That's what I'll do.
    
    Gumshoe:
      No, but I can't do that.
      I'm a detective...
    
    Gumshoe:
      ...Argh! My brain!
      This is driving me nuts!
    
    Gumshoe:
      Aaaah!
    
    von Karma:
      Is something troubling you,
      Scruffy?
    
    Gumshoe:
      P-Please don't whip me
      like that all of a sudden,
      sir!
    
    von Karma:
      It was merely a simple
      greeting. A friendly tap on
      the shoulder... with my whip.
    
    Phoenix:
      So what's up, Gumshoe?
      Is something on your mind?
    
    Gumshoe:
      H-H-How did you know, pal!?
    
    von Karma:
      Perhaps you were trying to
      decided if you wanted to wash
      "that" off or not...?
    
    Gumshoe:
      H-H-How did you know, sir!?
    
    Gumshoe:
      Oh! Yeah!
      I nearly forgot.
    
    Gumshoe:
      You can't go through that
      little gate there, OK?
    
    Phoenix:
      Um... You mean the one that
      says "No Entry" on it?
    
    Gumshoe:
      ...
    
    Gumshoe:
      I... um... kinda already snuck
      in there!
    
    Phoenix:
      (Is he trying to be clever
      or something...?)
    
    von Karma:
      So what's behind there,
      Scruffy?
    
    Gumshoe:
      Huh? A kind of... garden-like
      garden.
    
    Phoenix:
      A garden?
    
    Gumshoe:
      Yeah. Anyway, it's under
      investigation right now, so
      keep out!
    
    Gumshoe:
      I'm not telling you, I'm
      asking you, pal! You got me?
    
    Phoenix:
      (Isn't it normally the other
      way around?)
    
    Gumshoe:
      Well, see you later!
    
    --------------------------------------------
    
    von Karma:
      So... shall we adjourn to this
      garden, Phoenix Wright?
    
    Phoenix:
      (Of course! What else would
      we do?)
    
    Phoenix:
      (I really want to know what
      Gumshoe was thinking of
      washing off!)
    
    MOVE TO: "Garden"
    
    -------------------------------------------------------------------------------
    
    February 9
    Inner Temple
    Garden
    
    Phoenix:
      ...
    
    von Karma:
      There's a strange feeling in
      the air. I wonder what it
      is...
    
    Phoenix:
      (Strange feeling?
      Forget about that!)
    
    Phoenix:
      (What's that strange writing
      on the stone lantern?)
    
    Gumshoe:
      Aaah!
    
    Gumshoe:
      What are you doing here, sir!?
      I thought I said you can't
      come in here!
    
    von Karma:
      Don't you know, Scruffy?
      A Von Karma will always show
      up wherever there is a clue!
    
    von Karma:
      And there are plenty of clues
      to be found here.
    
    Gumshoe:
      B-But...
    
    --------------------------------------------
    
    EXAMINE
    -------
    
    +++ Bottom left area +++++++++++++++++++++++
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   A little lantern, a little
    +   statue...
    +
    + von Karma:
    +   It is certainly a quaint
    +   little garden.
    +   Oh!
    +
    + von Karma:
    +   What is this huge bowl here
    +   for?
    +
    + Gumshoe:
    +   Oh, I know this one! It's...
    +   um... It's a ...water bowl,
    +   isn't it?
    +
    + von Karma:
    +   Everything else is completely
    +   frozen over...
    +
    + von Karma:
    +   But the ice in this bowl has
    +   been broken.
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   That's true...
    +   (I wonder if this has any
    +   impact on the case...?)
    +
    + Gumshoe:
    +   Umm... Well...
    +   I, uh...
    +
    + Gumshoe:
    +   I doused my face earlier with
    +   the water in this.
    +   I was getting kinda sleepy...
    +
    + Gumshoe:
    +   Gaaargh!
    +
    + von Karma:
    +   Next time you're sleepy, you
    +   need only come to me! Got it!?
    +
    ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
    
    +++ Red thing on the snow ++++++++++++++++++
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   There's a charm or something
    +   poking out from the snow.
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   (It looks pretty old.
    +   There's a leather cord
    +   tied to it, too.)
    +
    + Gumshoe:
    +   Apparently, it belonged to the
    +   victim.
    +
    + von Karma:
    +   To Ms. Elise Deauxnim?
    +
    + Gumshoe:
    +   Yeah. There was a broken
    +   leather cord around the lady's
    +   neck.
    +
    + Gumshoe:
    +   The ends of the cords found
    +   on both the victim and on
    +   this charm match exactly.
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   (This means that this charm
    +   definitely belonged to
    +   Ms. Deauxnim.)
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   (This could be a really
    +   vital piece of evidence.)
    +
    + *Kurain Master's Talisman
    + added to the Court Record.*
    +
    ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
    
    +++ Any torch (or their stands) ++++++++++++
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   There are a couple of
    +   torches here.
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   I guess you need all the light
    +   you can get up here in the
    +   mountains.
    +
    + Gumshoe:
    +   Yeah. I was looking at those
    +   things, pal.
    +
    + Gumshoe:
    +   It looks like they've been lit
    +   pretty recently.
    +
    + von Karma:
    +   Recently?
    +   How recent are we talking
    +   about?
    +
    + Gumshoe:
    +   As recent as the night of
    +   the murder...
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   (Maya was training here on
    +   the night of the murder...)
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   (It's not unreasonable to
    +   think these things were lit
    +   up at the time, I guess.)
    +
    ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
    
    +++ Ground surrounding the stone lantern +++
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   ...Well, this is odd.
    +   There's no snow on the ground
    +   here.
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   And it's an almost perfect
    +   rectangle. It couldn't have
    +   happened naturally.
    +
    + von Karma:
    +   Yes. It appears as though
    +   someone has carefully cleared
    +   away the snow.
    +
    + von Karma:
    +   No doubt it was you, wasn't
    +   it, Scruffy!?
    +
    + Gumshoe:
    +   Huh? No, it wasn't me, sir!
    +
    + Gumshoe:
    +   It was already like that when
    +   my men and I got here to
    +   start the investigation.
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   (If it wasn't the police, then
    +   who did it...?)
    +
    + Gumshoe:
    +   Oh, yeah. There's something I
    +   need to tell you. Just between
    +   the three of us, OK?
    +
    + von Karma:
    +   What is it?
    +
    + Gumshoe:
    +   It's top secret.
    +   You can't tell anyone, got it?
    +
    + von Karma:
    +   ...Understood.
    +
    + Gumshoe:
    +   Well, when I was a kid, I got
    +   knocked out of the local
    +   wrestling contest, you see.
    +
    + Gumshoe:
    +   I was so disappointed, I just
    +   picked up my mouth guard and
    +   cried all the way home.
    +
    + Gumshoe:
    +   Man, I got in so much trouble
    +   when I left it on the couch!
    +
    + von Karma:
    +   ...
    +
    + Gumshoe:
    +   ...
    +
    + von Karma:
    +   ...Is that it?
    +
    + Gumshoe:
    +   That's it.
    +
    + Gumshoe:
    +   Gaaargh!
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   (Whoever cleared the snow away
    +   must have had a reason...)
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   (Although I can't even begin
    +   to imagine what that reason
    +   could be.)
    +
    ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
    
    +++ The stone lantern ++++++++++++++++++++++
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   What the heck is that!?
    +
    + Gumshoe:
    +   Uh-oh...
    +   You spotted it, huh, pal?
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   Are you kidding me!?
    +   It couldn't be more obvious!
    +
    + von Karma:
    +   It says... "Maya"...
    +
    + Gumshoe:
    +   Yeah. And before you ask,
    +   it's written in blood...
    +
    + von Karma:
    +   You will answer all our
    +   questions now, Scruffy!
    +   Without exception!
    +
    + Gumshoe:
    +   Y-Yes, sir!
    +
    ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
    
    
    TALK (TO GUMSHOE)
    -----------------
    
    >>> The investigation >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   So how's the Inner Temple
    >   investigation going...?
    >
    > Gumshoe:
    >   We have the best scientific
    >   forensic team in the world
    >   working the place!
    >
    > von Karma:
    >   Forensic team?
    >   And what was the outcome of
    >   this scientific study?
    >
    > Gumshoe:
    >   Nothing! Scientifically
    >   speaking, the place is as
    >   clean as a whistle.
    >
    > von Karma:
    >   ...
    >
    > von Karma:
    >   That's simply not good enough,
    >   Scruffy! Do you think I'll let
    >   you get away with that?
    >
    > Gumshoe:
    >   Uh-oh...
    >
    > Gumshoe:
    >   Well, there were a couple of
    >   things that bothered me when
    >   I first got here, sir...
    >
    > von Karma:
    >   That stone lantern, and the
    >   surrounding area that's not
    >   covered in snow, correct?
    >
    > Gumshoe:
    >   They looked kinda fishy to me.
    >   You know, scientifically
    >   speaking.
    >
    > Gumshoe:
    >   So I got the lab boys to look
    >   them over.
    >
    > Gumshoe:
    >   The results were... It's
    >   kinda hard to say, actually.
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   (I guess I better look into
    >   them myself.)
    >
    >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
    
    >>> Maya >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   Um, about Maya...
    >
    > Gumshoe:
    >   Oh... Um...
    >   Did Mr. Godot tell you yet?
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   ...Yes, we heard.
    >
    > Gumshoe:
    >   He's got a search party
    >   out looking for her.
    >
    > Gumshoe:
    >   But there's nowhere else she
    >   could have disappeared to on
    >   this side of Dusky Bridge.
    >
    > Gumshoe:
    >   All we can do is wait for
    >   Mr. Edgeworth to get here,
    >   pal.
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   Edgeworth?
    >
    > Gumshoe:
    >   He's escorting Iris, the
    >   defendant, over here.
    >
    > von Karma:
    >   We'll have to wait, since she
    >   is the only one who can open
    >   the door to the Sacred Cavern.
    >
    > Gumshoe:
    >   Oh! I think Mr. Edgeworth
    >   wants to talk to you about
    >   something too, pal.
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   ...Huh?
    >   I wonder what it is...
    >
    > Gumshoe:
    >   Just don't be expecting any
    >   good news when you talk to
    >   him.
    >
    > Gumshoe:
    >   When I spoke to him,
    >   Mr. Edgeworth sounded so down,
    >   I felt like I was drowning...
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   (Sounds... pleasant...)
    >
    >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
    
    >>> Bloody writing >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   "Maya"... So these letters are
    >   written in blood?
    >
    > Gumshoe:
    >   Yeah... What's worse is it's
    >   the victim's blood.
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   Huh!?
    >   This is Ms. Deauxnim's blood?
    >
    > Gumshoe:
    >   We haven't done a detailed
    >   analysis yet, but... it's
    >   looking that way, pal.
    >
    > von Karma:
    >   Hmm... Most interesting...
    >
    > von Karma:
    >   Phoenix Wright.
    >   I presume you know, don't you.
    >
    > von Karma:
    >   Why Maya's name is written
    >   upside-down.
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   ...
    >
    > Gumshoe:
    >   You know what, that was
    >   really bothering me, too.
    >
    > Gumshoe:
    >   But I just came up with the
    >   answer. The result of my own
    >   special Gumshoe Investigation!
    >
    > von Karma:
    >   Really? Do tell...
    >
    > Gumshoe:
    >   Well, on the night of the
    >   murder...
    >
    > Gumshoe:
    >   ...that stone lantern was
    >   upside-down!
    >
    > von Karma:
    >   Ahem! Anyway, there's really
    >   only one logical explanation
    >   to this mystery.
    >
    > von Karma:
    >   Ms. Elise Deauxnim wrote these
    >   letters herself, in her own
    >   blood.
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   Y-You must be joking!
    >   (That's impossible!)
    >
    > Gumshoe:
    >   From the writing in the
    >   victim's blood and the other
    >   clues left behind...
    >
    > Gumshoe:
    >   ...it seems pretty likely that
    >   this garden was the scene of
    >   Ms. Elise Deauxnim's murder.
    >
    > Gumshoe:
    >   At least, that's our current
    >   theory on how the events took
    >   place, pal.
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   Whaaaaat!?
    >
    >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
    
    >>> True crime scene >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   So Ms. Deauxnim was killed
    >   here...?
    >
    > Gumshoe:
    >   However you wanna look at it,
    >   that's what people are saying
    >   now.
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   Then... what Sister Bikini
    >   saw in the courtyard at the
    >   main temple was...
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   Well, what was it!?
    >   If that wasn't the scene of
    >   the crime, what did she see?
    >
    > Gumshoe:
    >   ...
    >
    > Gumshoe:
    >   What do you think, Ms. von
    >   Karmaaaaa!?
    >
    > von Karma:
    >   Surely a special Gumshoe
    >   Investigation would reveal
    >   the answer, no?
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   But wait a sec. The bloody
    >   writing and all the other
    >   clues here...
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   Someone could've easily
    >   set all that up after the
    >   murder had taken place, right?
    >
    > Gumshoe:
    >   Sorry, but that's not an
    >   option, pal.
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   Why not!?
    >
    > von Karma:
    >   How quickly you forget,
    >   Phoenix Wright.
    >
    > von Karma:
    >   Ever since the incident
    >   occurred, this place has been
    >   completely inaccessible...
    >
    > von Karma:
    >   ...because Dusky Bridge was
    >   completely burned out.
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   ...!
    >
    > Gumshoe:
    >   I was overseeing repairs to
    >   the bridge the whole time.
    >
    > Gumshoe:
    >   No one came over here before
    >   me and my men.
    >
    > Gumshoe:
    >   Which means no one could've
    >   planted all this stuff here,
    >   pal.
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   Nngh...!
    >   (I-I can't think of a
    >   counterargument to that...)
    >
    > Gumshoe:
    >   I knew it...
    >
    > Gumshoe:
    >   I should've washed the blood
    >   off the lantern as soon as I
    >   got here.
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   (If this really was the scene
    >   of the crime...)
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   (...then I need to figure out
    >   exactly what it was that
    >   Bikini actually saw!)
    >
    >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
    
    
    PRESENT (TO GUMSHOE)
    --------------------
    
    *** Attorney's Badge ***********************
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   Hey, look. It's my attorney's
    *   badge.
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   Ha ha. Good one, pal.
    *   You're always good for a
    *   laugh with your little badge.
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   But a real man...
    *   A real man has a police badge.
    *
    ********************************************
    
    *** Magatama *******************************
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   Hey, that looks good.
    *   Is it a cough drop?
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   I tell you, pal. I've had a
    *   sore throat all day.
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   Ack! No!
    *   That's my Magatama!
    *   You can't eat it!
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   Oh...
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   (At least he doesn't just put
    *   stuff in his mouth first and
    *   ask questions later anymore.)
    *
    ********************************************
    
    *** Hanging Scroll *************************
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   Do you know anything about
    *   this scroll, Detective?
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   ...
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   Well, I know it smells great!
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   Yeah, this is just the kind of
    *   weather for some steaming
    *   mashed potatoes and gravy.
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   I really love that stuff.
    *   I eat it so much that my
    *   coat even smel--
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   Aaah!
    *
    * von Karma:
    *   Have you nothing else to say
    *   about this than your inane
    *   ramblings about gravy!?
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   ...
    *   N-Not really.
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   ...Let's leave it at that, OK?
    *
    ********************************************
    
    *** Photo of Elise or Elise Deauxnim profile ***
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   She sure was a mysterious
    *   person.
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   Her real name, her past...
    *   It's all a complete mystery.
    *
    * von Karma:
    *   Still, it strikes me as odd...
    *
    * von Karma:
    *   Why would someone who
    *   wishes to remain anonymous
    *   become an author?
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   You know what probably
    *   happened?
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   I bet she didn't know her
    *   books were gonna be such a
    *   success. That's what I think.
    *
    ********************************************
    
    *** Shichishito ****************************
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   I didn't follow the ins and
    *   outs of it, but...
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   ...it turned out that this
    *   wasn't the murder weapon,
    *   right?
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   If what Sister Bikini saw is
    *   right, then no, it's not.
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   She said the murder weapon was
    *   thrust into the victim up to
    *   the hilt.
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   But the blood stains on this
    *   aren't consistent with her
    *   story.
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   Don't worry, pal! I'll
    *   uncover the real murder
    *   weapon.
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   If I haven't turned it up by
    *   Spring, you can take my badge!
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   (The case will be long over
    *   by then, Gumshoe!)
    *
    ********************************************
    
    *** Victim's Staff *************************
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   That staff belonged to the
    *   victim.
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   Yeah, and apart from the
    *   crystal missing from the top,
    *   there's nothing wrong with it.
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   Oh, I just remembered
    *   something important! This
    *   is just between us, OK?
    *
    * von Karma:
    *   Is it going to have anything
    *   to do with the case,
    *   Detective?
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   Well, no. But it's really...
    *
    * von Karma:
    *   Then I'm not interested.
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   Yes, sir.
    *
    ********************************************
    
    *** Crime Photo ****************************
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   What do you make of this
    *   photo of the crime scene...?
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   It's really gruesome... All I
    *   gotta say is that the killer
    *   is messed up in the head.
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   But it turns out that
    *   Shichishito thing wasn't
    *   even the murder weapon.
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   So then, why would someone
    *   stab it in the victim like
    *   that?
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   (That's the mystery we're
    *   here to solve...)
    *
    ********************************************
    
    *** Larry's Sketch *************************
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   It was like a circus today
    *   in court.
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   All thanks to this little
    *   sketch.
    *
    * von Karma:
    *   At the risk of repeating
    *   myself...
    *
    * von Karma:
    *   ...you really ought to choose
    *   your friends more carefully,
    *   Phoenix Wright.
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   OK, I know Larry's a bit
    *   out there...
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   ...but he genuinely wants to
    *   help Iris. I'm sure of that.
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   He wouldn't have produced
    *   this for no good reason.
    *
    * von Karma:
    *   You are nothing more than a
    *   marshmallow on the inside.
    *   The both of you.
    *
    ********************************************
    
    *** Crystal Sphere *************************
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   This was found close to Dusky
    *   Bridge, wasn't it?
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   That's what that artist guy
    *   said, yeah.
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   Right after the defendant flew
    *   over the burning bridge!
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   According to his testimony,
    *   she dropped it when she landed
    *   on the other side.
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   (But this crystal didn't
    *   belong to Iris.)
    *
    * von Karma:
    *   The crystal had dropped
    *   out of Ms. Elise Deauxnim's
    *   staff.
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   And there are traces of blood
    *   on it, too.
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   (The real question is what was
    *   it doing near the foot of
    *   Dusky Bridge...?)
    *
    ********************************************
    
    *** Kurain Master's Talisman ***************
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   That thing must've been worn
    *   by the victim. There's no
    *   other way of looking at it.
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   You mean, because of the
    *   matching leather cord found
    *   around the victim's neck?
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   Yeah. I bet it was one of
    *   those things she always wore.
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   I've got this safe driving
    *   charm I've been wearing for
    *   over a year now.
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   If I ever get into an
    *   accident, it guarantees it'll
    *   be the other guy's fault.
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   (Isn't it supposed to stop
    *   you from having an accident
    *   in the first place?)
    *
    ********************************************
    
    *** Maya Fey profile ***********************
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   The situation hasn't changed.
    *   We still don't know anything
    *   about Maya's whereabouts.
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   She's gotta be in the Sacred
    *   Cavern, though. That's the
    *   only place left.
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   I heard it's real cold in
    *   there. We've gotta get her out
    *   fast, or it could be bad, pal.
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   Isn't there anything you can
    *   do, Detective!?
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   What are you talking about!?
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   ...Huh?
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   We're already on it! You
    *   couldn't get a faster response
    *   from a computer.
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   Mr. Godot put everything in
    *   place right away. That guy
    *   doesn't mess around.
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   G-Godot?
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   Yeah. The coffee-drinking
    *   mystery man who didn't show
    *   in court.
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   I gotta say. He's totally made
    *   me rethink my perception of
    *   him, pal.
    *
    ********************************************
    
    *** Mia Fey profile ************************
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   She cross-examined me once,
    *   you know.
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   Yeah. That was us. The big
    *   guns locking horns.
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   Witness versus lawyer!
    *   It was a battle of cunning
    *   tactics and tricks.
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   (But the witness isn't
    *   supposed to play any
    *   tricks...)
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   I can't believe she's gone...
    *
    ********************************************
    
    *** Pearl Fey profile **********************
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   Apparently, the girl was
    *   trapped over here since the
    *   night of the murder.
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   Did she say anything to you
    *   about Maya?
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   She wouldn't tell me...
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   She's not gonna tell me
    *   something if she wouldn't even
    *   speak to you, pal.
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   She was real upset. She
    *   wouldn't stop crying.
    *
    * von Karma:
    *   Phoenix Wright!
    *   Look sharp and go comfort that
    *   poor young girl!
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   I will... Trust me, I will...
    *
    ********************************************
    
    *** Godot profile **************************
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   That guy's got more mysteries
    *   than a Choose Your Own
    *   Escapade book, pal.
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   Yeah, I know.
    *   Trust me I already know.
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   I can't believe he skipped the
    *   trial like that, without even
    *   getting permission.
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   He'd have been fired for sure
    *   if he worked for a normal
    *   company.
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   (Hmm... Never would've
    *   expected the Prosecutor's
    *   Office to be so lax...)
    *
    * von Karma:
    *   Don't get the wrong
    *   impression, Phoenix Wright.
    *   More importantly...
    *
    * von Karma:
    *   Doesn't it strike you as odd
    *   that the police are unaware of
    *   that man's medical situation?
    *
    * --------------------------------------------
    *
    * Godot:
    *   Of course, being extradited
    *   from Hell is a tedious
    *   affair.
    *
    * Godot:
    *   The meticulous regeneration
    *   and adjustment of all your
    *   internal organs is...
    *
    * Godot:
    *   Well... Let's just say modern
    *   medicine allows us all to live
    *   to a ripe old age.
    *
    * Godot:
    *   Even someone like me.
    *
    * --------------------------------------------
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   Yeah. Why is he hiding that
    *   from everyone?
    *
    * von Karma:
    *   Additionally it raises
    *   another question...
    *
    * von Karma:
    *   Why did he choose to tell
    *   only you?
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   (Yeah. Why did he?)
    *
    ********************************************
    
    *** Dick Gumshoe profile *******************
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   Hey, you wanna hear
    *   something, pal?
    *   Come on, I know you do!
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   Maggey says she's gonna buy
    *   me a new coat!
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   Really? That's great!
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   Yeah. I think it's to say
    *   thanks for helping her out
    *   during that last case!
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   Which means...
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   I can finally chuck out this
    *   stinky, sweat-soaked rag!
    *
    * von Karma:
    *   You mean, you don't have any
    *   special attachments to that
    *   coat...?
    *
    * von Karma:
    *   And after all the effort I
    *   took to mail it back to you
    *   from Germany...
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   ...
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   Ah, well, I'll be sure to take
    *   good care of it once it's
    *   retired, sir.
    *
    ********************************************
    
    *** Bikini profile *************************
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   She's a sweet old lady.
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   She doesn't look like the
    *   lying type to me.
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   But there was a problem with
    *   her testimony, wasn't there?
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   Yeah, but I don't think it
    *   was her fault.
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   She was just trying to say the
    *   right thing, and it came out
    *   wrong, that's all.
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   I know what it's like.
    *   Happens to me all the time!
    *
    * von Karma:
    *   For a detective, you are
    *   completely lacking in
    *   powers of observation!
    *
    ********************************************
    
    *** Iris profile ***************************
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   I dunno. I'm not so sure
    *   anymore.
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   The clues we found today
    *   have turned this case all
    *   topsy-turvy.
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   I can't see how Iris could've
    *   done it now.
    *
    * von Karma:
    *   Oh? How interesting, Scruffy.
    *   Sadly, I don't share the
    *   same sentiment.
    *
    * von Karma:
    *   Prepare yourself well for
    *   tomorrow, Phoenix Wright!
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   (Why does every prosecutor
    *   want to burn me at the
    *   stake so badly...?)
    *
    ********************************************
    
    *** Laurice Deauxnim profile ***************
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   He was Ms. Elise Deauxnim's
    *   apprentice, or so I heard.
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   ...Well, I suppose you could
    *   call him that.
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   The guy drew a portrait of
    *   me, you know.
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   Well, lucky you, I suppose.
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   Yeah, but I had to pay him
    *   50 cents for it.
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   That's pretty awful.
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   ...
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   You aren't really enthused
    *   about this guy either, huh...?
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   Well... he made a mockery
    *   of the court today.
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   (And I'm almost sure he did it
    *   on purpose, too...)
    *
    ********************************************
    
    *** Franziska von Karma profile ************
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   ............
    *   Wow! What a beauty, huh?
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   Gaargh!
    *
    * von Karma:
    *   What was that long pause
    *   for, Scruffy!?
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   ............
    *   That's a real nice broach
    *   she's got, too.
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   Gaargh!
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   (Gumshoe needs to learn how
    *   to give compliments faster
    *   than Franziska gives lashes.)
    *
    ********************************************
    
    *** Miles Edgeworth profile ****************
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   I haven't seen Mr. Edgeworth
    *   for about a year. Talk about
    *   a long time!
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   Do you know why he moved
    *   overseas?
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   I don't know. Probably to look
    *   cool.
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   Huh?
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   There's a lot of weight
    *   attached to doing research
    *   overseas, you know.
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   Once I've done my stint in
    *   Paris, you'll have to call me
    *   Monsieur Gumchaussure.
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   ...
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   People really don't get
    *   Edgeworth, do they?
    *
    * von Karma:
    *   It's his own fault for not
    *   explaining anything about
    *   himself.
    *
    ********************************************
    
    *** Anything else **************************
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   What about this, Detective
    *   Gumshoe? Any thoughts?
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   Yeah... Well...
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   It's pretty chilly today, huh?
    *   My brain doesn't work properly
    *   in the cold.
    *
    * von Karma:
    *   Perhaps we'll just have to
    *   wait until Summer when it's
    *   warmer?
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   Oh, no. My brain doesn't work
    *   properly in the heat.
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   I'm kinda weak in the head.
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   (There are some things you
    *   shouldn't advertise, Gumshoe.
    *   Especially in front of her...)
    *
    ********************************************
    
    MOVE TO: "Main Gate"
    
    -------------------------------------------------------------------------------
    
    February 9
    Hazakura Temple
    Main Gate
    
    von Karma:
      It seems you have a visitor.
    
    Iris:
      Mr. Wright!
    
    Phoenix:
      Iris!
      I'm really glad to see you!
    
    Edgeworth:
      Godot managed to mobilize
      the police by claiming a state
      of emergency.
    
    von Karma:
      Not him again.
    
    Phoenix:
      Never mind him! We've gotta
      hurry and unlock the Sacred
      Cavern...
    
    Iris:
      I'm sorry, Mr. Wright! It's my
      fault someone so important
      to you is locked in there...
    
    Iris:
      Mr. Edgeworth. Can we
      finish our conversation later?
    
    Edgeworth:
      ...Alright.
    
    Edgeworth:
      Let's hurry to the Inner
      Temple then.
      ...I'll see you later, Wright.
    
    Phoenix:
      *HOLD IT!*
    
    Phoenix:
      Wait, Edgeworth!
      I'm coming with you guys!
    
    Edgeworth:
      ...
    
    Edgeworth:
      Sorry, Wright.
      I can't allow you to come
      with us.
    
    Phoenix:
      What!?
    
    Edgeworth:
      I hate to be the one to break
      it to you, but...
    
    Edgeworth:
      ...Maya Fey is in a rather...
      delicate position.
    
    Phoenix:
      What do you mean by a
      delicate position...?
    
    Edgeworth:
      ...
    
    Edgeworth:
      This isn't simply a rescue
      operation, Wright. It's also
      an investigation.
    
    Edgeworth:
      That being the case... we
      can't allow members of the
      public to interfere.
    
    Phoenix:
      C-Come on, Edgeworth...
    
    Edgeworth:
      If anything happens, you'll be
      the first to know.
      ...Please understand, Wright.
    
    Phoenix:
      But it's Maya!
    
    Iris:
      Mr. Wright!
    
    Iris:
      All that matters is that
      Mystic Maya is rescued,
      correct?
    
    Phoenix:
      I...
    
    von Karma:
      Listen to the voice of reason
      for a change, Phoenix Wright.
    
    Edgeworth:
      From now on, consider anything
      beyond Dusky Bridge to be off
      limits.
    
    Edgeworth:
      We'll be going now...
      Excuse us.
    
    --------------------------------------------
    
    Phoenix:
      ...
    
    Phoenix:
      Aaack!
    
    von Karma:
      This is no time to be standing
      around, Phoenix Wright!
    
    von Karma:
      Aren't there other things
      that demand your attention?
    
    Phoenix:
      ...
      (She's right...)
    
    Phoenix:
      ...Thanks.
      For reminding me.
    
    MOVE TO: "Main Hall"
    
    -------------------------------------------------------------------------------
    
    February 9
    Hazakura Temple
    Main Hall
    
    Bikini:
      ...
    
    Phoenix:
      Sister Bikini looks like she's
      shrunk some since I last
      saw her...
    
    von Karma:
      Don't be so rude, Phoenix
      Wright.
    
    von Karma:
      What's wrong, Sister Bikini?
    
    Bikini:
      My my my! Hello, you two!
      How are you doing?
      Wa ha. Wa ha ha ha ha ha ha!
    
    Bikini:
      Hmmmaaaaaaaaaaaaah...
    
    Phoenix:
      (From the sound of that sigh,
      I guess she's still pretty
      down.)
    
    Bikini:
      Iris was just here, you know.
      She was accompanied by that
      handsome, crimson-clad prince!
    
    Phoenix:
      (Is she talking about
      Edgeworth?)
    
    Bikini:
      It was just a courtesy call.
      I wasn't allowed to talk with
      her at all.
    
    Bikini:
      Oh dear. It's all my fault
      that this has happened.
    
    Bikini:
      Poor Iris. She was worried
      about my back, would you
      believe?
    
    Bikini:
      What have I done to her...?
    
    von Karma:
      Only what you had to do,
      Sister.
    
    von Karma:
      You bravely and truthfully
      testified about what you saw.
      There's no shame in that.
    
    von Karma:
      And we'll see to it that your
      testimony wasn't made in vain!
    
    Bikini:
      ...
    
    Bikini:
      Well, I don't hear anyone else
      saying that.
    
    Bikini:
      ...
      ......
    
    Bikini:
      Mr. Blue-Suits doesn't seem
      to share your opinion, I see.
    
    Phoenix:
      Huh? Me?
    
    Phoenix:
      ...Ack!
    
    von Karma:
      *glare*
    
    Phoenix:
      O-Oh, yes!
      You did great, Sister Bikini.
      ...Absolutely spectacular!
    
    Bikini:
      *sniffle*
      You two are the only ones
      who've said that to meeee!
    
    Phoenix:
      (I can't shake the feeling
      that I just became a shill
      to a shrew.)
    
    von Karma:
      Do you have a problem,
      Phoenix Wright?
    
    Phoenix:
      (Sure, she was brave to
      testify so truthfully like
      that.)
    
    Phoenix:
      (But I know she's still hiding
      something.)
    
    Phoenix:
      (Guess it's time to break that
      Psyche-Lock of hers...)
    
    --------------------------------------------
    
    PRESENT (TO BIKINI)
    -------------------
    
    *** Hanging Scroll *************************
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   Um, would you mind taking a
    *   look at this, Sister Bikini?
    *
    * Bikini:
    *   Aaaah!
    *
    * Bikini:
    *   Our scroll! Our precious
    *   scroll! What on earth have you
    *   done to it!?
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   No, no! It wasn't m--
    *
    * Bikini:
    *   You there, Ms. von Karma!
    *   Time to take out that whip of
    *   yours and teach him a lesson!
    *
    * von Karma:
    *   With pleasure, Sister.
    *
    * von Karma:
    *   Bad boy! You need to be taught
    *   a lesson, Phoenix Wright!
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   (Aaaaah!!
    *   Someone... Anyone...
    *   ...h...e...l...p...!)
    *
    ********************************************
    
    *** Kurain Master's Talisman ***************
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   Um, Sister Bikini.
    *   Would you mind taking a look
    *   at this?
    *
    * Bikini:
    *   Aaaaah!
    *
    * Bikini:
    *   What are you doing with that!?
    *
    * Bikini:
    *   Give it back at once!
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   I can't!
    *   This is evidence.
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   (This really must be one very
    *   important item...)
    *
    ********************************************
    
    -------------------------------------------------------------------------------
    
    *Present Magatama*
    
    Phoenix:
      *TAKE THAT!*
    
    *5 PSYCHE-LOCKS*
    
    -- Elise Deauxnim --
    
    Phoenix:
      Sister Bikini. The truth is
      becoming increasingly
      clear to me.
    
    Phoenix:
      I'm convinced that Ms. Elise
      Deauxnim had a special
      significance to this temple.
    
    Phoenix:
      As to why she had a special
      significance, I believe it has
      to do with her true identity.
    
    Bikini:
      What on Earth are you
      talking about?
      She... She was...
    
    Bikini:
      M-Mystic Elise was an author.
      Just an author... of picture
      books.
    
    Phoenix:
      To be honest...
    
    Phoenix:
      I had my suspicions almost
      immediately after I met her.
    
    Bikini:
      S-Suspicions?
    
    Phoenix:
      Yes. But I didn't have any
      evidence to support my theory,
      though.
    
    Phoenix:
      But now I do. This piece of
      evidence proves Ms. Deauxnim's
      true identity!
    
    xxx Present something wrong xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
    x
    x Phoenix:
    x   *TAKE THAT!*
    x
    x Phoenix:
    x   Well, Sister Bikini!?
    x   What do you have to say to
    x   that?
    x
    x Bikini:
    x   Of course!
    x   I don't know why it didn't
    x   hit me before.
    x
    x Bikini:
    x   Your heart. It's impure!
    x   It's riddled with wickedness
    x   and fallacies.
    x
    x Phoenix:
    x   Huh?
    x
    x Bikini:
    x   That's why you keep coming up
    x   with these funny ideas.
    x
    x Bikini:
    x   I recommend Mystic Elise's
    x   book, "The Magic Bottle", for
    x   a man in your condition.
    x
    x Phoenix:
    x   ("The Magic Bottle"...?
    x   I hope it doesn't have a
    x   child-proof cap on it...)
    x
    x Bikini:
    x   She was a wonderful author and
    x   illustrator... That's all!
    x   I swear!
    x
    x RETURN TO QUESTION
    x
    xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
    
    *Present Kurain Master's Talisman*
    
    Phoenix:
      *TAKE THAT!*
    
    Phoenix:
      Ms. Deauxnim had this charm
      with her at all times.
    
    Bikini:
      Kaaargh!
      Where did you...!?
    
    Phoenix:
      This isn't some cheap
      good luck charm, either.
    
    Bikini:
      Th-Then... What do you
      think it is, Mr. Wright?
    
    Bikini:
      Wh-What could a talisman like
      that possibly mean?
    
    Phoenix:
      It's a "talisman", is it?
      Interesting...
    
    Bikini:
      Oops!
    
    Phoenix:
      This thing speaks volumes
      about who Ms. Deauxnim
      really was.
    
    Phoenix:
      This talisman and one other
      item unequivocally prove
      Ms. Deauxnim's true identity!
    
    xxx Present something wrong xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
    x
    x Phoenix:
    x   *TAKE THAT!*
    x
    x Phoenix:
    x   Well!?
    x
    x Bikini:
    x   You really ought to think
    x   about buying one of the charms
    x   we sell here, Mr. Wright.
    x
    x Phoenix:
    x   Huh?
    x
    x Bikini:
    x   Otherwise...
    x
    x Bikini:
    x   You just might find yourself
    x   jumped on by a little old lady
    x   on a dark mountain path!
    x
    x Phoenix:
    x   (What am I doing!?
    x   The piece of evidence I need
    x   to show Bikini is obvious!)
    x
    x Bikini:
    x   That's... That's just a
    x   plain old good luck charm.
    x   So please, just give it back!
    x
    x Phoenix:
    x   Oh, no! I don't think so!
    x
    x RETURN TO QUESTION
    x
    xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
    
    *Present Hanging Scroll*
    
    Phoenix:
      *TAKE THAT!*
    
    Phoenix:
      The painting is obscured by
      this gravy stain at the
      moment...
    
    Bikini:
      ...!
    
    Phoenix:
      But this scroll shows the
      Master of the Kurain
      Channeling Technique.
    
    Phoenix:
      The crest at the top is a
      sign of that honorable title.
    
    Phoenix:
      The very same crest that
      adorns the talisman the
      victim carried with her!
    
    Bikini:
      Aaaah!
    
    Phoenix:
      This crest is reserved for
      the Master of Kurain.
    
    Bikini:
      Who on Earth told you that
      nonsense!? I-I've got no idea
      what you're talking about!
    
    Phoenix:
      The new Master, Maya Fey,
      told me!
    
    Bikini:
      Wh...
    
    Bikini:
      WHAT!?
    
    Bikini:
      Y-You mean that acolyte...
      is Misty Fey's...
    
    Phoenix:
      Daughter? Yes.
    
    Bikini:
      ...
    
    Bikini:
      Are you sure?
    
    Phoenix:
      Yes. In fact, since her first
      daughter passed away, Maya is
      Misty Fey's sole successor.
    
    Bikini:
      ...
    
    Bikini:
      ...M...
    
    Bikini:
      Mystic Mistyyyyyyy!
    
    *5 LOCKS BROKEN*
    
    *UNLOCK SUCCESSFUL*
    
    -------------------------------------------------------------------------------
    
    TALK (TO BIKINI)
    ----------------
    
    >>> Elise Deauxnim >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
    >
    > Bikini:
    >   Mystic Elise graced us with
    >   her presence about a week ago.
    >
    > Bikini:
    >   When she showed me the
    >   talisman with that mark on
    >   it... Well! I nearly fainted!
    >
    > Bikini:
    >   No one had seen her in 17
    >   years. That's when she
    >   disappeared.
    >
    > von Karma:
    >   What is the significance of
    >   this talisman, Sister?
    >
    > Bikini:
    >   The Kurain Talisman?
    >   It's the symbol of the
    >   Master of Kurain.
    >
    > Bikini:
    >   The bearer must carry it with
    >   them always until their death.
    >
    > von Karma:
    >   Until their death...?
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   So Elise Deauxnim was really
    >   Maya's mother, huh...
    >
    > Bikini:
    >   ...
    >
    > Bikini:
    >   She was Misty Fey, the
    >   Master of the Kurain
    >   Channeling Technique.
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   (...The truth comes out at
    >   last. It looks like we're
    >   making some headway here...)
    >
    > von Karma:
    >   Tell me, Sister...
    >
    > von Karma:
    >   After 17 years, why did she
    >   choose to show herself now...?
    >
    > Bikini:
    >   Because something happened
    >   that called her out of hiding.
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   ...W-What happened?
    >
    > Bikini:
    >   Well...
    >
    >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
    
    --------------------------------------------
    
    *AFTER TALKING TO BIKINI*
    
    Bikini:
      ...
    
    von Karma:
      Wh-What's happening?
    
    Phoenix:
      (I-It can't be...)
    
    Bikini:
      E-Earthquake!
    
    Phoenix:
      Aaaaaaaargh!
    
    Bikini:
      Oh my goodness!
      The Inner Temple! This kind of
      tremor might...
    
    von Karma:
      The Inner Temple?
    
    Bikini:
      The Sacred Cavern in the
      Training Hall! It might very
      well cave in!
    
    Phoenix:
      WH-WHAT!?
    
    Phoenix:
      MAYA!!!
    
    --------------------------------------------
    
    von Karma:
      It...
      It seems to have... passed...
    
    Phoenix:
      Well, we can't just stand
      here and do nothing!
      Let's go!
    
    von Karma:
      What? Where?
    
    Phoenix:
      To the Inner Temple, of
      course! Where else!?
    
    von Karma:
      ...!
    
    Phoenix:
      Sister Bikini!
      We'll finish this later,
      alright!?
    
    Bikini:
      Of course.
      You run along now!
    
    Bikini:
      People may have been hurt.
      I must get some first aid
      kits ready.
    
    von Karma:
      Come on then, Phoenix Wright!
    
    von Karma:
      They won't bar you from
      entering as long as I'm with
      you.
    
    Phoenix:
      Th-Thank you...
    
    Phoenix:
      (Right at that moment, I had
      the worst feeling in my gut.)
    
    Phoenix:
      (We just had an earthquake...)
    
    Phoenix:
      (I wonder if he's alright...)
    
    von Karma:
      You look worried.
      ...Are you thinking about
      Miles Edgeworth?
    
    Phoenix:
      ...
    
    Phoenix:
      Come on. Let's go!
    
    MOVE TO: "Main Gate"
    
    -------------------------------------------------------------------------------
    
    Phoenix:
      (We've gotta hurry to the
      Inner Temple and...)
    
    Edgeworth:
      ...Wright!
    
    Phoenix:
      Aah! Wh-What are you doing
      here?
    
    Edgeworth:
      Gurgh...
    
    Edgeworth:
      H-How could I have...?
    
    Edgeworth:
      ...
    
    von Karma:
      How do you expect us to
      understand if you don't speak
      up!
    
    Phoenix:
      Yeooowww!
    
    Phoenix:
      Hey! Why am I the one getting
      whipped!?
    
    Edgeworth:
      Sh-She's gone...
    
    Phoenix:
      (N-No...!)
    
    Edgeworth:
      The defendant... Iris...
      She's... gone...
    
    von Karma:
      Gone where?
    
    Edgeworth:
      She fled...
      She escaped!
    
    von Karma:
      WHAT!?
    
    --------------------------------------------
    
    Phoenix:
      So... it was just now...
      during the...
    
    Edgeworth:
      ...
    
    Phoenix:
      (It's easy to see Edgeworth's
      one and only weakness.)
    
    Phoenix:
      (His fear of earthquakes...)
    
    Edgeworth:
      I should've known better
      than to escort the defendant
      alone!
    
    Edgeworth:
      As soon as the ground started
      shaking, everything went
      dark before my eyes and...
    
    Edgeworth:
      ...I stupidly passed out!
    
    Phoenix:
      That incident... haunts you
      to this day, doesn't it?
    
    Edgeworth:
      ...
    
    Edgeworth:
      That's no excuse for letting
      the suspect get away...
    
    Edgeworth:
      I can't believe I let it
      happen.
    
    Edgeworth:
      Wright, the Inner Temple area
      is a dead end, so she only
      could've escaped to this side.
    
    von Karma:
      We haven't seen her.
    
    Edgeworth:
      Then we need to get a manhunt
      underway now, and search Eagle
      Mountain from top to bottom!
    
    Phoenix:
      Wait, Edgeworth.
    
    Phoenix:
      Have you thoroughly checked
      the Inner Temple yet?
    
    Edgeworth:
      Don't be ridiculous!
      Why would I?
    
    Edgeworth:
      The Inner Temple is like an
      island. There's no way to
      escape but to cross...
    
    Phoenix:
      No, that's not it...
    
    Phoenix:
      Iris isn't the type of person
      to run away, Edgeworth.
    
    Edgeworth:
      What are you talking about?
    
    Phoenix:
      Sister Bikini mentioned
      something when we were
      with her.
    
    Phoenix:
      She said that the Sacred
      Cavern might've caved in
      because of the quake.
    
    von Karma:
      Then you think Iris might've
      gone to the Inner Temple to
      check on the situation...?
    
    Phoenix:
      Listen, Edgeworth. I'm sure
      she's at the Inner Temple.
      A manhunt is not necessary.
    
    Edgeworth:
      Wright...
    
    Phoenix:
      Let's not waste any more time.
      We need to get to the Training
      Hall's Sacred Cavern now!
    
    Edgeworth:
      ...
      Alright. Let's go!
    
    -------------------------------------------------------------------------------
    
    February 9
    Inner Temple
    Training Hall
    
    Phoenix:
      (Fortunately, the Sacred
      Cavern didn't cave in.)
    
    Phoenix:
      (But...)
    
    Phoenix:
      (What we found...)
    
    Phoenix:
      (...was something none of
      us would've ever expected.)
    
    *5 PSYCHE-LOCKS*
    
    Phoenix:
      H-How can there be...
    
    von Karma:
      ...Even more locks...
    
    Phoenix:
      (Wh-What is the meaning
      of this...!?)
    
    Phoenix:
      Iris!
    
    Iris:
      ...
    
    Phoenix:
      (Iris! Please tell me!)
    
    Phoenix:
      (What the hell is going on!?)
    
    
                                                 To be continued.
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    February 9
    Inner Temple
    Training Hall
    
    Edgeworth:
      Wright, is this what Godot
      was talking about?
    
    Phoenix:
      ...Yeah.
      The trick locks.
    
    Edgeworth:
      Now then, Iris.
      Please remove these at once.
    
    Iris:
      Umm... Mr. Edgeworth...
      I'm afraid I can't...
    
    Iris:
      It-It's not possible for me...
    
    Edgeworth:
      What!?
    
    Phoenix:
      (During the earthquake, when
      the cavern was in danger of
      caving in, Iris escaped.)
    
    Phoenix:
      (And I know that there was
      only one lock when I last
      came here.)
    
    von Karma:
      So you're saying that you
      can't undo the new locks?
    
    Iris:
      ...Yes.
    
    Edgeworth:
      If only I was stronger...!
    
    Phoenix:
      Edgeworth, how are you
      feeling? You look a little
      pale in the face.
    
    Edgeworth:
      Like you're one to talk with
      your face all green.
    
    von Karma:
      ...Miles Edgeworth.
      Go and get some air.
    
    von Karma:
      I'll watch over the suspect.
      You go and get a grip on
      yourself.
    
    Edgeworth:
      Don't be ridiculous!
      I'm perfectly finngh!
    
    von Karma:
      There's no telling what sort
      of mistakes you could make
      in your current state.
    
    von Karma:
      Go and get some rest!
      That's your only concern
      now, Miles Edgeworth!
    
    Edgeworth:
      ......
      ...
      Understood.
    
    Edgeworth:
      I'll handle the investigation
      in the garden... You take
      care of things here.
    
    --------------------------------------------
    
    Phoenix:
      (Edgeworth...)
    
    Phoenix:
      He's got so much pride that
      he's probably off crying in
      a corner of the garden...
    
    von Karma:
      Pride is simply another
      trap that hinders us in
      our lives.
    
    von Karma:
      That said... One must
      have pride to be effective
      on the job.
    
    von Karma:
      At any rate, it seems that
      this is where we part ways,
      Phoenix Wright.
    
    von Karma:
      I'm going to stay here and
      see if I can't help solve
      these bothersome puzzles.
    
    Phoenix:
      ...I see.
      Well, thanks for your help.
    
    Phoenix:
      Now then... Do you mind if
      I ask you a few things, Iris?
    
    Iris:
      No, not at all...
    
    --------------------------------------------
    
    EXAMINE
    -------
    
    +++ Dresser drawers ++++++++++++++++++++++++
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   It's an antique dresser.
    +
    + von Karma:
    +   Don't you dare open it,
    +   Phoenix Wright!
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   (Now I know how Maya feels
    +   when I tell her not to touch
    +   things...)
    +
    + von Karma:
    +   ...
    +
    + von Karma:
    +   What a pity. It's just full of
    +   old clothes for the acolytes.
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   I thought we weren't opening
    +   it!
    +
    + von Karma:
    +   I'm from the Prosecutor's
    +   Office. I can do anything.
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   (Yeah, you can do anything...
    +   Except stand up to a 9 year
    +   old girl.)
    +
    ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
    
    +++ Sacred cavern entrance +++++++++++++++++
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   Hmm... This door...
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   When I was here earlier,
    +   there was only one lock,
    +   but now there's five of them.
    +
    + von Karma:
    +   Those chains... It's almost as
    +   if they're guarding something
    +   inside that cavern.
    +
    + von Karma:
    +   I've never seen locks quite
    +   like these before.
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   (I have. I've seen locks
    +   and chains just like these
    +   before.)
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   (They look just like the ones
    +   that guard a person's secrets
    +   during a Psyche-Lock.)
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   (I wonder if these locks are
    +   guarding something, too.)
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   (Dark secrets in a dark
    +   cavern...)
    +
    ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
    
    
    TALK (TO IRIS)
    --------------
    
    >>> Escape >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   Why did you make a run for
    >   it, Iris?
    >
    > Iris:
    >   I... I'm sorry.
    >
    > Iris:
    >   I heard the Inner Temple had
    >   been severely shaken by the
    >   strong earthquake we had.
    >
    > Iris:
    >   I... I was so worried.
    >   I just had to come and see.
    >
    > von Karma:
    >   In other words, you didn't run
    >   away to escape the law.
    >   At least we're clear on that.
    >
    > Iris:
    >   I can't tell you how relieved
    >   I was when I saw the Sacred
    >   Cavern was alright, but...
    >
    > von Karma:
    >   But what?
    >
    > Iris:
    >   Then I saw these chains here.
    >
    > Iris:
    >   I saw all these extra locks
    >   that someone had put on the
    >   Sacred Cavern's door, and...
    >
    > von Karma:
    >   Hmm...
    >
    > Iris:
    >   Who in the world would've
    >   done something like this?
    >
    >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
    
    >>> Trick lock >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
    >
    > Iris:
    >   These trick locks are a
    >   sacred treasure of the
    >   Kurain Tradition.
    >
    > Iris:
    >   There are hundreds of ways
    >   to set them.
    >
    > Iris:
    >   That's why only the person who
    >   set the lock can open it.
    >
    > von Karma:
    >   And you aren't the one who
    >   set these locks?
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   I don't think it's that
    >   simple, Franziska von Karma.
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   When we were here the first
    >   time, there was only one lock.
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   But now, somehow, there's
    >   five of them...
    >
    > Iris:
    >   What does that mean?
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   It means that someone wanted
    >   to secure the place even
    >   more...
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   And they wanted to secure
    >   it before you got here, Iris.
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   Presumably because they
    >   wanted to make sure Maya
    >   couldn't get out.
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   This means that Iris can only
    >   open one of these locks. The
    >   first one.
    >
    > Iris:
    >   ...
    >   Yes... That's correct.
    >
    > von Karma:
    >   What?
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   Iris! Try to think, please!
    >   Isn't there any way around
    >   this?
    >
    > Iris:
    >   ...
    >
    > Iris:
    >   Well, like I said, there are
    >   hundreds of different ways
    >   to set these locks.
    >
    > Iris:
    >   I suppose if I went through
    >   every combination with each
    >   one, I could remove them.
    >
    > Iris:
    >   But...
    >
    > von Karma:
    >   It will take time, won't it?
    >
    > Iris:
    >   Yes. About a day, if I had to
    >   guess.
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   (A whole day!?)
    >
    > von Karma:
    >   Well, that's better than
    >   leaving the locks in place.
    >   Will you do this for us?
    >
    > Iris:
    >   Sure. I'll do whatever I can.
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   (We've got to wait another
    >   day?)
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   (Hang in there, Maya.
    >   You're going to have to call
    >   on your inner strength now.)
    >
    >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
    
    >>> The night of the crime >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   You know what, Iris...
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   There's still one thing I
    >   don't quite get.
    >
    > von Karma:
    >   And what might that be,
    >   Phoenix Wright?
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   I think it's obvious.
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   Iris, on the night of the
    >   murder, where were you?
    >
    > Iris:
    >   ...?
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   Please, Iris!
    >   Don't give me that look!
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   You told us that you were in
    >   your room at Hazakura Temple
    >   at the time of the incident.
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   But you were seen that same
    >   evening at the Inner Temple.
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   And then, you were spotted at
    >   the scene of the crime in
    >   Hazakura Temple, too.
    >
    > von Karma:
    >   Being spotted at both Hazakura
    >   Temple and the Inner Temple;
    >   it's as if you were...
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   Well, Iris?
    >   I think it's about time you
    >   told us the truth.
    >
    > *3 PSYCHE-LOCKS*
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   (I knew it. There's something
    >   going on here that we don't
    >   know about.)
    >
    > Iris:
    >   ...
    >
    >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
    
    (After the Psyche-Locks appeared)
    
    >>> The night of the crime >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   On the night of the murder,
    >   you were spotted in two
    >   very different locations:
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   In Hazakura Temple's
    >   courtyard, and in the Training
    >   Hall at the Inner Temple.
    >
    > Iris:
    >   ...
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   And yet you claim that you
    >   were in your room the entire
    >   time.
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   I'm sorry, Iris, but I don't
    >   buy your story.
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   It's time you told me the
    >   truth!
    >
    > Iris:
    >   ...
    >
    > Iris:
    >   I'm sorry, Mr. Wright.
    >
    > *3 PSYCHE-LOCKS*
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   (...Truthfully, there's one
    >   other thing that's been
    >   bothering me.)
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   (If I can just break this
    >   Psyche-Lock...)
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   (...I might be able to answer
    >   that question as well.)
    >
    >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
    
    
    PRESENT (TO IRIS)
    -----------------
    
    *** Anything *******************************
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   Could you take a look at this
    *   for me, Iris?
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   Yeow!
    *
    * von Karma:
    *   The locks are far more
    *   important at this moment,
    *   wouldn't you agree!?
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   (She's right...)
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   (I'm going to have to hold
    *   off on asking her about things
    *   for now.)
    *
    * Iris:
    *   I'm sorry, Mr. Wright.
    *
    ********************************************
    
    MOVE TO: "Garden"
    
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    February 9
    Inner Temple
    Garden
    
    Phoenix:
      The cops are still combing
      the place. They look pretty
      nervous...
    
    Phoenix:
      I'd be nervous, too.
      It's got to be a tough job.
    
    Phoenix:
      Especially with someone giving
      you the evil eye the whole
      time.
    
    Edgeworth:
      *mutter, mutter*
      How could I have done that...?
    
    Phoenix:
      (Wow. I can't believe it's
      still bothering him.)
    
    Phoenix:
      Edgeworth...?
    
    Edgeworth:
      Aaaah!
      ...
    
    Phoenix:
      ...
    
    Phoenix:
      Hey! Don't you dare run away!
    
    Edgeworth:
      ...What do you want, Wright?
    
    Phoenix:
      What do I want?
    
    Edgeworth:
      If you came here to laugh at
      me, then get on with it.
    
    Edgeworth:
      Go on! Laugh away!
    
    Phoenix:
      (*sigh* I was ready to hug it
      out with him, but he's just
      the same, prideful Edgeworth.)
    
    Phoenix:
      You went back to the Criminal
      Affairs Department, right?
    
    Phoenix:
      You said you wanted to
      look into something concerning
      Iris.
    
    Edgeworth:
      Y-Yes...
    
    Edgeworth:
      ...And thanks to what I found,
      I was reminded of something
      terrible.
    
    --------------------------------------------
    
    EXAMINE
    -------
    
    +++ Bottom left area +++++++++++++++++++++++
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   A little lantern, a little
    +   statue...
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   It's small, but the whole
    +   place is incredibly well-kept.
    +
    + Edgeworth:
    +   There's just one thing that's
    +   troubling me.
    +
    + Edgeworth:
    +   Everything else is covered in
    +   snow or frozen over...
    +
    + Edgeworth:
    +   ...but the ice in this bowl
    +   has been broken by someone.
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   ...
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   Maybe one of the detectives
    +   washed their face in it or
    +   something?
    +
    + Edgeworth:
    +   Don't be ridiculous, Wright!
    +   No detective would be that
    +   careless at a crime scene!
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   (He's really angry... I'd
    +   better not say it was Gumshoe
    +   or his salary's gonna pay...)
    +
    ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
    
    +++ Red thing on the snow ++++++++++++++++++
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   There's a charm or something
    +   poking out from the snow.
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   (It looks pretty old.
    +   There's a leather cord
    +   tied to it, too.)
    +
    + Edgeworth:
    +   It belonged to the victim.
    +   We're sure of that now.
    +
    + Edgeworth:
    +   It's going in the evidence
    +   room once the investigation
    +   is over, so hands off, Wright.
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   You don't need to tell me
    +   that!
    +
    + Edgeworth:
    +   Well, our dear friend Larry
    +   just tried to steal it when no
    +   one was looking.
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   (He probably just wanted
    +   something to remember his
    +   esteemed teacher by...)
    +
    ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
    
    +++ Any torch (or their stands) ++++++++++++
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   There are torches of the
    +   naked flame variety.
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   I guess you need all the light
    +   you can get up here in the
    +   mountains.
    +
    + Edgeworth:
    +   Accordingly to Detective
    +   Gumshoe, they were lit on the
    +   night of the murder.
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   Well, Maya was training up
    +   here, so there's nothing
    +   strange about that.
    +
    + Edgeworth:
    +   Except...
    +
    + Edgeworth:
    +   Apparently, they don't light
    +   these torches for training
    +   sessions.
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   Huh?
    +
    + Edgeworth:
    +   I heard that too much light
    +   isn't conducive to spiritual
    +   training.
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   (Oh... I didn't know that...)
    +
    ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
    
    +++ Ground surrounding the stone lantern +++
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   Why's this the only area
    +   with no snow?
    +
    + Edgeworth:
    +   Someone must have cleared it
    +   away. What other explanation
    +   is there?
    +
    + Edgeworth:
    +   Of course, I played the
    +   "What If?" game as well...
    +
    + Edgeworth:
    +   But when I asked our trusty
    +   bungler, Detective Gumshoe,
    +   he said it wasn't him.
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   (I suppose Edgeworth has a
    +   point...)
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   (Whoever cleared the snow
    +   away must've had a reason
    +   to do so.)
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   (I just can't imagine what
    +   that reason could be.)
    +
    ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
    
    +++ The stone lantern ++++++++++++++++++++++
    +
    + Edgeworth:
    +   I suppose you've noticed
    +   that Maya's name is written
    +   on this lantern.
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   It's pretty hard to miss,
    +   you know.
    +
    + Edgeworth:
    +   It's written in Ms. Deauxnim's
    +   blood.
    +
    + Edgeworth:
    +   She was probably forced up
    +   against the lantern by the
    +   killer.
    +
    + Edgeworth:
    +   Then with her back against
    +   the lantern, she wrote that
    +   name with her finger.
    +
    + Edgeworth:
    +   That's why it's written
    +   upside-down.
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   You think the victim wrote
    +   this herself?
    +
    + Edgeworth:
    +   Isn't that the obvious
    +   conclusion?
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   But why would she write Maya's
    +   name?
    +
    + Edgeworth:
    +   ...
    +
    + Edgeworth:
    +   I don't think that's something
    +   I want to discuss with you.
    +
    ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
    
    
    TALK (TO EDGEWORTH)
    -------------------
    
    >>> The investigation >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   You guys are putting a lot of
    >   effort into the investigation
    >   of the garden here, huh...
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   There's a high chance this is
    >   the actual scene of the crime.
    >   That's why.
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   You mean because of the
    >   writing in blood and the
    >   talisman in the snow?
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   Exactly.
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   As you know, those things
    >   couldn't have been planted
    >   here after the murder.
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   But surely... you don't
    >   suspect...
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   ...Maya, do you?
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   ...
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   We have to treat everyone as
    >   a suspect - Maya, as well as
    >   Iris. It's our job, Wright.
    >
    >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
    
    >>> Earthquakes >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   So... I guess you still
    >   haven't gotten over your
    >   fear of earthquakes...
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   No... Thankfully, my
    >   nightmares have stopped.
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   But still, if the ground gives
    >   even the slightest tremor, I
    >   find myself short of breath.
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   (...17 years ago... when we
    >   were little school kids at the
    >   same elementary school...)
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   (Edgeworth found himself in
    >   the middle of a murder...)
    >
    > --------------------------------------------
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   It all started with that big
    >   quake that hit the
    >   courthouse...
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   Yes. I was stuck in the
    >   elevator with my father,
    >   who was a defense lawyer.
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   We were deprived of oxygen
    >   and we passed out. That's when
    >   it happened.
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   That single gunshot...
    >   shattered my whole life...
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   I lost everything that day...
    >   All because of that
    >   earthquake.
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   My dreams, my family...
    >   and myself.
    >
    > --------------------------------------------
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   ...
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   It's been more than 17 years
    >   now...
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   And that case was finally
    >   resolved 3 years ago, right?
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   You think I don't know that!?
    >   I was there!
    >   But...
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   It was such a shock. I never
    >   imagined I could be so wrong
    >   about myself and my life...
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   I'm sorry, Wright...
    >   There's nothing else I can
    >   say.
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   Not after you chose to become
    >   a lawyer for my sake... And
    >   not after you saved me...
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   (Edgeworth... You're stronger
    >   than you think, so no more of
    >   this self-pity, OK...?)
    >
    >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
    
    >>> Iris >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   There was something that
    >   bothered me about her from
    >   the moment we met.
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   I felt like I'd seen her
    >   somewhere before.
    >   No... Wait...
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   Not "somewhere"...
    >   I felt like I'd seen her in
    >   court before.
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   So you went back to the
    >   Criminal Affairs Department
    >   to look for her file?
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   Yes. I checked over every
    >   case file I've ever worked on.
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   And I was right.
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   I had seen her face before,
    >   six years ago.
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   Six years ago...?
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   It was my first appearance in
    >   court, and as cases go, it was
    >   my worse nightmare.
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   So!? Who is she...?
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   ...
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   I'm sorry, Wright.
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   I can't give that information
    >   away to a member of the
    >   general public.
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   What!? Why not? It might be
    >   the crucial piece of the
    >   puzzle that solves this case.
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   The woman I knew was the
    >   daughter of a jewelry store
    >   owner.
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   She had nothing to do with
    >   Iris and Hazakura Temple.
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   And neither did the case.
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   No, that woman is completely
    >   unrelated to this murder.
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   Unrelated?
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   Yes. I can say that with
    >   complete confidence.
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   (You're wrong, Edgeworth!
    >   She's totally related to
    >   this case!)
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   (I need to fill Edgeworth in.)
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   (I need to explain the
    >   connection between Iris and
    >   the woman Edgeworth knew.)
    >
    >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
    
    
    PRESENT (TO EDGEWORTH)
    ----------------------
    
    *** Attorney's Badge ***********************
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   Is that your attorney's badge?
    *   Interesting.
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   I never imagined I'd ever see
    *   you wearing one of these,
    *   Wright.
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   It's because of you that I
    *   became one, Edgeworth.
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   ...
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   Not that I have any regrets.
    *   I really don't.
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   ...
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   (If you're trying to say
    *   "thanks", you can start by
    *   saying it a bit louder...)
    *
    ********************************************
    
    *** Photo of Elise or Elise Deauxnim profile ***
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   Another victim we know nothing
    *   about. Same as always.
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   I hope you'll tell me if you
    *   know something about our
    *   mystery woman, Wright.
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   (I know that Elise Deauxnim
    *   was no ordinary visitor to
    *   the temple.)
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   (But her true identity could
    *   be a useful weapon for the
    *   defense.)
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   (And I can't give that away
    *   just like that...)
    *
    ********************************************
    
    *** Iris's Hood ****************************
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   Iris gave that to you,
    *   didn't she?
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   Yes, and it really works! It
    *   helped my fever go down
    *   quicker. I'm sure of it.
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   So you say! But your face is
    *   as white as a sheet, and sweat
    *   is running down your cheek!
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   Anyway, it seems to me like
    *   there's something going on
    *   between the two of you.
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   ...
    *   Actually...
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   I don't know exactly why, but
    *   there's something about Iris
    *   that just tugs at me.
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   I can't figure out whether I
    *   feel like I know her, or don't
    *   know her at all.
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   It's really weird.
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   Hmm...
    *
    ********************************************
    
    *** Larry's Sketch *************************
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   Get that piece of filth out
    *   of my face!
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   You're still mad, huh,
    *   Edgeworth?
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   ...
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   I know a thing or two about
    *   Larry Butz, just like you.
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   We both know he likes to act
    *   up, but this? Even he couldn't
    *   make something like this up.
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   If this is what he drew,
    *   then... this is what he saw.
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   As unbelievable as it may
    *   seem...
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   I know.
    *   That's what I think, too.
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   Every time! Every single time
    *   I see that guy, he's in it up
    *   to his neck!
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   (I knew it. Edgeworth's still
    *   mad as a hornet at Larry.)
    *
    ********************************************
    
    *** Maya Fey profile ***********************
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   I don't know Maya Fey very
    *   well.
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   But it seems to me that the
    *   girl is always landing herself
    *   in trouble.
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   It seems to me that you know
    *   her better than you think!
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   I do sincerely hope she's
    *   going to be alright...
    *
    ********************************************
    
    *** Mia Fey profile ************************
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   One of the biggest names in
    *   the world of law, as I'm sure
    *   you'll agree.
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   For better or for worse, we
    *   were only destined to meet
    *   once in the courtroom.
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   (I know. I read all about it.)
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   It was the first time for the
    *   both of us. Two novices, head
    *   to head.
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   I can still remember how
    *   downhearted I felt after that
    *   trial ended the way it did...
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   (I wonder if Mia felt the
    *   same way, too.)
    *
    ********************************************
    
    *** Pearl Fey profile **********************
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   It seems Pearl was trapped on
    *   this side of the river on the
    *   night of the murder.
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   Did she tell you anything?
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   Listen, Wright...
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   She's just a kid. I can't
    *   force things out of her.
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   You'll have to be the one to
    *   find out what she knows.
    *
    ********************************************
    
    *** Godot profile **************************
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   He's something of a legend,
    *   I hear.
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   Don't say it like you don't
    *   know anything about him!
    *   Tell me what you know.
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   It's a bit strange, actually.
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   If he really was anything
    *   special, I should have heard
    *   about him by now.
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   I'm always well-informed about
    *   the rookies coming into the
    *   Prosecutor's Office, you know.
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   Then you mean...
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   ...he isn't anything special?
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   Hmph. You should already
    *   know the answer to that.
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   Although, there is one other
    *   possibility...
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   What's that?
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   He could have come into the
    *   profession from a different
    *   channel.
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   What different channel?
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   There's more than one way to
    *   become a prosecutor, Wright.
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   Perhaps he started off as a
    *   defense attorney, but decided
    *   it wasn't for him?
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   A defense attorney...?
    *   (I didn't even know you could
    *   switch sides like that...)
    *
    ********************************************
    
    *** Dick Gumshoe profile *******************
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   I was just with Detective
    *   Gumshoe. I treated him to
    *   some pasta.
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   You owe him that much!
    *   After all, it's your fault
    *   his salary is so low!
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   H-How's it my fault?
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   And look, if you're going to
    *   buy the guy lunch, at least
    *   get him something decent, OK?
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   Gumshoe practically lives on
    *   pasta and noodles already.
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   Well I did order some extra
    *   parmesan cheese on top.
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   He was crying tears of joy as
    *   he dug into it. It was quite
    *   moving.
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   (...All you have to do is
    *   give the poor guy a raise...)
    *
    ********************************************
    
    *** Bikini profile *************************
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   It's crossed my mind once or
    *   twice that her testimony might
    *   be a bunch of lies.
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   There certainly are a lot of
    *   problems with it.
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   The thing is...
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   ...as far as I can tell, she
    *   has no reason to deceive us.
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   I believe she did meet the
    *   defendant at the Inner Temple,
    *   and witnessed the murder, too.
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   The one in the Hazakura Temple
    *   courtyard, in any case.
    *
    ********************************************
    
    *** Iris profile ***************************
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   Apparently, Iris was taken in
    *   by the sisters here at the
    *   temple when she was a child.
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   However, we still don't know
    *   much about her past, so we're
    *   looking into it.
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   (This reminds me...)
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   (Edgeworth went back to the
    *   Criminal Affairs Department to
    *   look up some stuff on her...)
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   (I should ask him what he
    *   found.)
    *
    ********************************************
    
    *** Laurice Deauxnim profile ***************
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   Apparently he had become
    *   something of an apprentice to
    *   Elise Deauxnim.
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   Yes. Something like that.
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   He did this portrait for me
    *   earlier.
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   That's great...
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   ...
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   Let's just leave it at that
    *   about Larry, alright?
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   (Looks like someone's still
    *   mad at the Butz for his
    *   performance in court today.)
    *
    ********************************************
    
    *** Franziska von Karma profile ************
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   It's been more than a year
    *   since I last saw Franziska
    *   myself.
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   But it seems that she's been
    *   dying to see you again.
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   She really said that...?
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   I believe she wants to eat you
    *   for breakfast! Or to put it
    *   another way, whip you silly.
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   Literally and metaphorically.
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   Oh.
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   Go on, let her have her way!
    *   It would make for a great
    *   anecdote about my trip!
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   Forget it, Edgeworth!
    *
    ********************************************
    
    *** Miles Edgeworth profile ****************
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   If you want to know how to
    *   run the perfect trial, there's
    *   a lot to study and learn.
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   Oh, is that what you're
    *   studying about right now?
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   I've sat at the prosecutor's
    *   bench for trials in five
    *   different countries now.
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   The first thing you must do is
    *   gain complete mastery of the
    *   language. It's quite a task.
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   (I'd never get anywhere then!
    *   It's taken me a lifetime to
    *   sort of master one language!)
    *
    ********************************************
    
    *** Anything else **************************
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   What do you think about this,
    *   Edgeworth?
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   Sorry, Wright...
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   You're a defense attorney,
    *   and I'm a prosecutor.
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   It wouldn't be right for us to
    *   discuss things so intimately.
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   (But you were acting for the
    *   defense in the trial today!)
    *
    ********************************************
    
    MOVE TO: "Inner Temple Gate"
    
    -------------------------------------------------------------------------------
    
    February 9
    Inner Temple Gate
    
    Phoenix:
      (I'm finally getting to the
      bottom of this case.)
    
    Phoenix:
      (I can count on Iris to break
      those locks, so I should try
      to gather more clues.)
    
    Phoenix:
      (From Sister Bikini,
      Edgeworth, Gumshoe...)
    
    Phoenix:
      (...and Pearls...)
    
    --------------------------------------------
    
    EXAMINE
    -------
    
    +++ The bridge +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   You can see Dusky Bridge from
    +   here, and it feels like an
    +   unusually long bridge to me.
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   I guess the gorge is too wide
    +   to cross with a piece of rope
    +   or wire.
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   In other words, no one has
    +   crossed it in either direction
    +   since the night of the murder.
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   Which means that scene in the
    +   Inner Temple's garden couldn't
    +   have been set up by someone.
    +
    ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
    
    +++ Metal hook +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   That's an anchor for one of
    +   the wires that used to hold
    +   up the bridge.
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   I guess it must have snapped
    +   during the fire.
    +
    ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
    
    +++ Buddha statues +++++++++++++++++++++++++
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   Look at all the Buddha statues
    +   lined up along this path.
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   Looks like one of the cakes
    +   someone left as an offering is
    +   missing, though.
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   I guess Gumshoe couldn't
    +   resist, the poor guy.
    +
    ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
    
    +++ Incinerator ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   There's something strange
    +   about this incinerator.
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   I'm sure there was snow on it
    +   the first time I saw it.
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   That, and the door's open.
    +   Someone's been burning
    +   something, that's for sure.
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   It's a shame there isn't a
    +   trace of what it was left
    +   inside.
    +
    ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
    
    +++ Yellow gate ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   On the other side of that
    +   little gate is the garden.
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   Edgeworth is probably still
    +   in there, crying softly to
    +   himself.
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   I guess we better hug it out
    +   and talk about what he's
    +   uncovered so far.
    +
    ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
    
    +++ Wooden log on left with sign +++++++++++
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   I can't read it very well, but
    +   I think that sign says, "Inner
    +   Temple" on it.
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   Or maybe it says, "Training
    +   Hall".
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   No. Maybe it's not that at
    +   all. Maybe it says, "The
    +   Bridge of Dawn".
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   ...
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   ...I really should get back to
    +   work!
    +
    ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
    
    +++ The gate +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   Maya has got to be inside
    +   the Sacred Cavern.
    +   She's just got to be.
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   I hate feeling so useless.
    +   It's driving me nuts.
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   But I need to look for clues
    +   so that I'm ready when we
    +   finally get her out of there.
    +
    ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
    
    MOVE TO: "Suspension Bridge"
    
    -------------------------------------------------------------------------------
    
    February 9
    Dusky Bridge
    
    Phoenix:
      It's weird that there's no one
      around all of a sudden.
    
    Phoenix:
      It sure gets quiet up here in
      the mountains when you're all
      on your own.
    
    Phoenix:
      Speaking of alone... I guess I
      should go check out the shack
      just down this path...
    
    Phoenix:
      Maybe I'll find Larry there
      sulking again.
    
    --------------------------------------------
    
    EXAMINE
    -------
    
    +++ The bridge +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   That thing looks like it's
    +   ready to collapse... At least
    +   more than it did before.
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   According to Bikini, Eagle
    +   Mountain is very prone to
    +   earthquakes.
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   I had a feeling something bad
    +   was going to happen, and sure
    +   enough, it did.
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   Yup. Edgeworth definitely
    +   couldn't live up here!
    +
    ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
    
    MOVE TO: "Main Gate"
    
    -------------------------------------------------------------------------------
    
    February 9
    Hazakura Temple
    Main Gate
    
    Phoenix:
      I wonder if Sister Bikini has
      gone back to the Main Hall
      already.
    
    Phoenix:
      I haven't seen Gumshoe
      around for a while, either.
    
    Phoenix:
      Maybe they're having a cup of
      tea together somewhere.
    
    Phoenix:
      I bet Gumshoe is Sister
      Bikini's type.
    
    --------------------------------------------
    
    EXAMINE
    -------
    
    +++ The gate +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   This is one impressive gate.
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   It's pretty grand for
    +   something that belongs to
    +   a branch family of the clan.
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   I bet they make an exorbitant
    +   amount of money here.
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   I mean, that whole Special
    +   Course thing has got to be
    +   good business!
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   ...
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   Ack! Noooo!!
    +   I'm starting to think
    +   like Maya!
    +
    ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
    
    +++ The Main Hall ++++++++++++++++++++++++++
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   You can see the Main Hall
    +   from here.
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   Sister Bikini should
    +   be back by now.
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   We were interrupted earlier by
    +   the earthquake.
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   I think I should go pick up
    +   our conversation where we
    +   left off.
    +
    ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
    
    +++ Bell tower +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   It's a quaint, little bell
    +   tower.
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   I never would've thought
    +   that something this horrible
    +   was about to happen...
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   ...when Iris rang the lights
    +   out bell that night.
    +
    ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
    
    +++ Snowmobile +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   I wonder what this thing was
    +   used for on the night of the
    +   murder...
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   There is only one key to this
    +   snowmobile, and Iris is the
    +   one who had it.
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   So I have to wonder if it was
    +   her...
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   ...But she says she never left
    +   Hazakura Temple that night.
    +
    ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
    
    MOVE TO: "Main Hall"
    
    -------------------------------------------------------------------------------
    
    February 9
    Hazakura Temple
    Main Hall
    
    Phoenix:
      Looks like Sister Bikini is
      not here.
    
    Phoenix:
      She must be sorting things out
      after the quake. Must be hard
      on her with her bad back.
    
    Phoenix:
      There are a few things I
      really need to discuss with
      her.
    
    Phoenix:
      Guess I'll drop by again
      later and see if she's
      around.
    
    MOVE TO: "Heavenly Hall"
    
    -------------------------------------------------------------------------------
    
    February 9
    Heavenly Hall
    
    Pearl:
      Oh! Mr. Nick!
    
    Phoenix:
      Pearls!
      What are you doing here?
    
    Pearl:
      N-Nothing...
      What about Mystic Maya!?
      Is she alright!?
    
    Phoenix:
      Um... Well... We don't know
      yet.
    
    Pearl:
      Oh... I see...
    
    Butz:
      Hey!
      What do you think you're
      doing here, Nick!?
    
    Phoenix:
      Larry...
    
    Butz:
      This is the losers' shack,
      where losers get together to
      lose themselves!
    
    Phoenix:
      This is the what...?
    
    Butz:
      Hey, we find comfort in each
      other's failures, OK? You
      got a problem with that?
    
    Pearl:
      Look, Mr. Nick. Mr. Laurice
      did a picture of me!
    
    Phoenix:
      That's, um... great, Pearls.
    
    Butz:
      We're going to gather
      firewood now.
    
    Butz:
      We'll be cooking some
      half-rotten potatoes over
      a miserable little camp fire.
    
    Butz:
      So stay out of our way!
    
    Phoenix:
      (I don't believe this... Why
      can't he try getting fired up
      over becoming a better man?)
    
    Butz:
      No one believes a word I say
      anymore.
    
    Butz:
      Listen to me, Pearl. You don't
      wanna trust this kind of guy,
      OK? He'll only let you down!
    
    Pearl:
      ...
      Oh, Mystic Maya...
    
    --------------------------------------------
    
    TALK (TO PEARL)
    ---------------
    
    >>> Laurice's Sketch >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   Larry, is there something you
    >   want to tell me about this
    >   picture?
    >
    > Butz:
    >   Heh! I've got nothing
    >   to say to you, Nick!
    >
    > Butz:
    >   My life's here now, with
    >   Pearl. Two losers cooking
    >   potatoes together forevermore!
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   (What am I going to do with
    >   him...?)
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   Alright then. What do you
    >   think about this picture,
    >   Pearls?
    >
    > Pearl:
    >   I... I think it's really well
    >   drawn!
    >
    > Pearl:
    >   I can't draw at all, so I
    >   think it's really amazing.
    >
    > Butz:
    >   See! Someone appreciates it!
    >   It's tough getting the flames
    >   to look like that, you know.
    >
    > Pearl:
    >   It's supposed to be Sister
    >   Iris flying through the air,
    >   isn't it?
    >
    > Pearl:
    >   I love it! It's like a dream.
    >   A wonderful fantasy.
    >
    > Butz:
    >   No, no, no! It wasn't a dream!
    >
    > Butz:
    >   She really flew! I'm telling
    >   you, Iris really flew that
    >   night.
    >
    > Pearl:
    >   But Mr. Laurice...
    >
    > Butz:
    >   *sigh*
    >
    > Butz:
    >   Not you too... Please don't
    >   look at me like that, Pearl...
    >
    > Butz:
    >   Don't look at me like I'm some
    >   kind of nutcase. I beg of you!
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   (I guess this picture really
    >   is a representation of what
    >   Larry thinks he saw...)
    >
    > Butz:
    >   OK, so I was half asleep
    >   when I was here that night.
    >
    > Butz:
    >   But I was wide awake after the
    >   lightning struck!
    >
    > Butz:
    >   And I saw what I saw!
    >   It was exactly like I drew in
    >   the picture.
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   (And it looks like I don't
    >   have any choice but to take
    >   this sketch at face value...)
    >
    > Butz:
    >   Hey! What's with the look of
    >   doubt on your face!?
    >
    >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
    
    >>> The night of the crime >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   Umm, Pearls...
    >
    > Pearl:
    >   Y-Yes, Mr. Nick?
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   I've been meaning to ask you
    >   about the night of the
    >   murder...
    >
    > Pearl:
    >   ...!
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   Where were you, and what
    >   exactly were you doing when
    >   it all happened?
    >
    > Pearl:
    >   I, um... I...
    >
    > Pearl:
    >   I was just... Well...
    >   I'm just a kid, you know.
    >
    > Pearl:
    >   I-I'm sure it doesn't really
    >   matter wh-what I was doing,
    >   d-d-does it, Mr. Nick?
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   Sorry, Pearls... But yes,
    >   it does.
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   On the night of the murder...
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   ...you were supposed to
    >   be in Ms. Deauxnim's room,
    >   reading a book together.
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   But...
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   Ms. Deauxnim was murdered,
    >   and you, Pearls, were at the
    >   Inner Temple.
    >
    > Pearl:
    >   Nngh...
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   Just what exactly happened
    >   that night, Pearls...?
    >
    > Pearl:
    >   ...
    >
    > Pearl:
    >   I'm really sorry, Mr. Nick...
    >
    > *5 PSYCHE-LOCKS*
    >
    > Pearl:
    >   I... I've been a bad girl.
    >
    > Pearl:
    >   I know I'll be punished.
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   What are you talking about,
    >   Pearls?
    >
    > Pearl:
    >   My spiritual power...
    >   It has disappeared.
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   (What? Her powers have
    >   disappeared...?)
    >
    >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
    
    (After the Psyche-Locks appeared)
    
    >>> The night of the crime >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   Come on, Pearls.
    >   You can tell me.
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   What happened to you on the
    >   night of the murder?
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   Why were you found taking
    >   refuge at the Inner Temple
    >   today?
    >
    > Pearl:
    >   I... I...
    >
    > *5 PSYCHE-LOCKS*
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   (Wow. It must be a really big
    >   secret she's hiding.)
    >
    >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
    
    >>> Lost powers >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   What do you mean your power
    >   has disappeared, Pearls?
    >
    > Pearl:
    >   ...
    >
    > Pearl:
    >   It's... It's all over for me.
    >
    > Pearl:
    >   A spirit medium who can't
    >   channel spirits is... like a
    >   painter who can't paint.
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   ...
    >
    > Butz:
    >   Hey! What are you looking at
    >   me for!?
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   Pearls.
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   Did you try to channel
    >   someone's spirit right here at
    >   Hazakura Temple?
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   Tried but failed, perhaps?
    >
    > Pearl:
    >   Ah...
    >
    > Pearl:
    >   Waaaaaaaaah!
    >
    > Butz:
    >   Way to go, Nick!
    >   You made her cry!
    >
    > Butz:
    >   That's... That was really
    >   c-cruel of you...
    >   Waaaaaaaah!
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   (Just as I thought...)
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   (I'm going to have to break
    >   her Psyche-Lock to get the
    >   truth out of her...)
    >
    >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
    
    
    PRESENT (TO PEARL)
    ------------------
    
    *** Anything *******************************
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   Um, Pearls...?
    *
    * Pearl:
    *   ...
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   (...It's no good.)
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   (She's in no condition to look
    *   at anything for me right now.)
    *
    ********************************************
    
    MOVE TO: "Main Hall"
    
    -------------------------------------------------------------------------------
    
    February 9
    Hazakura Temple
    Main Hall
    
    Bikini:
      Well!? What's the damage!?
      How is the Sacred Cavern!?
    
    Phoenix:
      It looks like it survived.
      But we have a bigger
      problem now.
    
    --------------------------------------------
    
    Phoenix:
      (I told Sister Bikini all
      about it...)
    
    Phoenix:
      (About the five locks that
      were stopping us from getting
      inside the Sacred Cavern.)
    
    --------------------------------------------
    
    Bikini:
      ...
    
    Bikini:
      But who... who could've
      done that...?
    
    Bikini:
      The only people who know how
      to set those trick locks are
      those of the Kurain Tradition.
    
    Phoenix:
      We have Iris at the Sacred
      Cavern, trying her best to
      open them for us right now.
    
    Phoenix:
      Actually, there's something
      I've been meaning to talk with
      you about, Sister Bikini.
    
    Bikini:
      Oh, yes. We were in the middle
      of a chat, weren't we?
    
    Phoenix:
      Yes. You were telling me how
      the Master of Kurain
      disappeared 17 years ago.
    
    Phoenix:
      I want to know why Misty
      Fey suddenly appeared at
      this temple.
    
    Bikini:
      It was about a week ago when
      Mystic Elise... No, I mean
      Mystic Misty, arrived.
    
    Bikini:
      After she showed me the
      talisman that proved she was
      the Master, she said...
    
    Bikini:
      "Someone is trying to destroy
      the Kurain Tradition's main
      family line."
    
    Bikini:
      "I am here to put a stop to
      them."
    
    Phoenix:
      Someone was trying to
      destroy the main family line?
    
    Bikini:
      There is only one heir to the
      title of "Master" at any time,
      and it's usually the eldest.
    
    Bikini:
      That child becomes the new
      Master of Kurain, and her
      daughters, the main family.
    
    Bikini:
      All other mediums become
      branch family members, with no
      hope of controlling the clan.
    
    Bikini:
      That's why nothing has changed
      throughout the history of the
      clan...
    
    Bikini:
      Branch families always have
      and always will plot to erase
      those of the main family line.
    
    Phoenix:
      ...!
    
    Phoenix:
      (Is the power of the Master
      worth this much bloodshed...?)
    
    --------------------------------------------
    
    TALK (TO BIKINI)
    ----------------
    
    >>> Kurain Channeling Technique >>>>>>>>>>>>
    >
    > Bikini:
    >   You believe in the Technique,
    >   don't you Mr. Wright? You know
    >   its power is real...
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   Yes... I do...
    >
    > --------------------------------------------
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   (It's been three years since
    >   I first met Maya.)
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   (In that time, I've seen her
    >   channel the spirits of the
    >   dead plenty of times.)
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   (During the Mask*DeMasque
    >   case, and during Maggey
    >   Byrde's trial, too.)
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   (Thanks to Maya, Mia's always
    >   on hand to help me out when I
    >   need her the most.)
    >
    > --------------------------------------------
    >
    > Bikini:
    >   The Kurain Technique has made
    >   a huge difference to the
    >   world, you know.
    >
    > Bikini:
    >   I mean, the ability to commune
    >   with the dead... That's true
    >   psychic power, you know.
    >
    > Bikini:
    >   Members of the Tradition
    >   have always been there, behind
    >   every important leader.
    >
    > Bikini:
    >   Who wouldn't respect such a
    >   tremendous skill?
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   I suppose so, but...
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   With all that power and
    >   influence, I kind of expected
    >   you'd be really rich by now...
    >
    > Bikini:
    >   Are you saying we're poor,
    >   Mr. Wright? Ho ho ho! You're
    >   very direct, aren't you?
    >
    > Bikini:
    >   People don't believe in it
    >   anymore, you see. All because
    >   of one little mistake...
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   A mistake? What mistake?
    >
    > Bikini:
    >   It was 17 years ago. That's
    >   when everything came
    >   crashing down.
    >
    > Bikini:
    >   All because of that incident.
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   ("That incident"? Is she
    >   talking about what I think
    >   she is...?)
    >
    > Bikini:
    >   I'm sure the records still
    >   exist if you're interested.
    >   Locked up, of course.
    >
    > Bikini:
    >   It was called the
    >   "DL-6 Incident".
    >   That's the name of the file.
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   The DL-6 Incident, huh?
    >
    >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
    
    >>> DL-6 Incident >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   The DL-6 Incident...
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   ...I know it well.
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   I handled a related case just
    >   three years ago.
    >
    > Bikini:
    >   ...!
    >
    > Bikini:
    >   Ah! That's right... So it was
    >   you who was the defense
    >   attorney on that case...
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   (A murder that took place
    >   17 years ago...)
    >
    > Bikini:
    >   It was the first time in the
    >   country's history the police
    >   ever used a spirit medium.
    >
    > Bikini:
    >   The idea was to channel the
    >   victim's spirit to learn the
    >   identity of the murderer.
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   (And the medium who performed
    >   the channeling was Misty Fey,
    >   Maya's mother.)
    >
    > Bikini:
    >   Through Mystic Misty's
    >   channeling, the name of a
    >   certain man surfaced.
    >
    > Bikini:
    >   Armed with that as evidence,
    >   the investigators were spurred
    >   into action...
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   But that man...
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   He was found not guilty,
    >   wasn't he?
    >
    > Bikini:
    >   ...That's right. He was.
    >
    > Bikini:
    >   And the case remained a
    >   mystery...
    >
    > Bikini:
    >   In other words, we failed.
    >
    > Bikini:
    >   It was the first case the
    >   world had ever seen the Kurain
    >   Tradition openly involved in.
    >
    > Bikini:
    >   It was all over the media.
    >   The public, the judiciary, the
    >   people of Kurain Village...
    >
    > Bikini:
    >   Everyone judged her. Everyone
    >   said Mystic Misty's powers
    >   were a sham.
    >
    > Bikini:
    >   And then she just disappeared;
    >   vanished, while everyone still
    >   thought of her as a fraud.
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   But I know the truth!
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   Misty Fey's spirit channeling
    >   wasn't a sham at all!
    >
    > Bikini:
    >   Of course it wasn't...
    >
    > Bikini:
    >   And since you managed to
    >   reveal the truth, we're
    >   finally making a comeback.
    >
    > Bikini:
    >   The Kurain Tradition is
    >   starting to recover at last.
    >
    > Bikini:
    >   But with a new Master wielding
    >   the power of the clan...
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   (Does she mean Maya!?)
    >
    >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
    
    >>> Family feud >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
    >
    > Bikini:
    >   The spiritual power of the
    >   Kurain Channeling Technique
    >   is in the blood.
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   (Maya's told me the exact
    >   same thing before...)
    >
    > --------------------------------------------
    >
    > Maya:
    >   We, the women of the Fey
    >   family, have always been
    >   spirit mediums.
    >
    > Maya:
    >   It's because the power to
    >   communicate with spirits
    >   flows strongly through us.
    >
    > --------------------------------------------
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   (According to Maya, only
    >   the women in the family
    >   can inherit that power.)
    >
    > Bikini:
    >   The main family's bloodline
    >   stems directly from Mystic
    >   Ami.
    >
    > Bikini:
    >   But with each new generation,
    >   only one daughter becomes
    >   the new Master.
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   And the ones who don't become
    >   branch families, right?
    >
    > Bikini:
    >   That's right.
    >   And it's always the cause of
    >   tragedy.
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   ...
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   You know, Maya had a sister,
    >   too. An older sister named
    >   Mia...
    >
    > Bikini:
    >   Oh yes. I've heard of her.
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   What!? You know about Mia!?
    >
    > Bikini:
    >   Of course. She became a lawyer
    >   in the hopes of discovering
    >   what happened to her mother.
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   (And lost her life as a
    >   result...)
    >
    > Bikini:
    >   Do you know what Mystic
    >   Mia is rumored to have said?
    >
    > Bikini:
    >   She said it wasn't only
    >   because of her mother that
    >   she became a lawyer...
    >
    > Bikini:
    >   She also didn't want to fight
    >   with her sister over the
    >   leadership of the Tradition.
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   Really...!?
    >
    > Bikini:
    >   Well, she saw what happened to
    >   her own mother, Mystic Misty,
    >   as she grew up.
    >
    > Bikini:
    >   I guess Mystic Mia got tired
    >   of seeing all the rivalry
    >   between her mom and her aunt.
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   (That's right. Misty Fey had
    >   an elder sister, too.)
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   (And Misty, having superior
    >   powers, managed to usurp the
    >   Master's seat from her...)
    >
    > Bikini:
    >   Mystic Misty's sister is
    >   Mystic Morgan, as you
    >   probably know.
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   Morgan?
    >   There's a name I know well.
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   It was a year ago now, at
    >   Maya's home, Kurain Village.
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   What she did was terrible. It
    >   was all so she could make her
    >   own daughter the next Master.
    >
    > Bikini:
    >   I suppose if you know about
    >   Mystic Morgan's daughter...
    >
    > Bikini:
    >   ...then you must've already
    >   realized that Iris...
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   Huh? Iris...?
    >   (What's Iris got to do with
    >   any of this?)
    >
    > Bikini:
    >   That Iris is Mystic Morgan's
    >   daughter...
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   Wh...
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   IRIS IS WHAT!?
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   (Is she kidding me!? Iris is
    >   Morgan Fey's daughter!?)
    >
    >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
    
    >>> Morgan and Iris >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   Did you just say that Iris
    >   is Morgan Fey's daughter?
    >
    > Bikini:
    >   Oops!
    >   I thought you already knew!
    >
    > Bikini:
    >   It sounded like you'd met
    >   one of Mystic Morgan's
    >   daughters already.
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   I-I have. I know her very
    >   well.
    >
    > Bikini:
    >   Oh?
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   Yes. Pearls. Pearl Fey.
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   But I always thought she was
    >   an only child.
    >
    > Bikini:
    >   ...
    >
    > Bikini:
    >   You jest!
    >   That child...
    >   She's Mystic Morgan's...
    >
    > Bikini:
    >   ............
    >   I had no idea...
    >
    > Bikini:
    >   ............
    >   ...Mystic Morgan...
    >
    > Bikini:
    >   But she's in prison now, isn't
    >   she?
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   Yes. Ever since she was
    >   found to be a co-conspirator
    >   in a murder case last year.
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   It was all done to set Pearls
    >   up as the next Master.
    >
    > Bikini:
    >   I see. So I've been wrong all
    >   this time.
    >
    > Bikini:
    >   Mystic Morgan had three
    >   daughters, not two.
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   Whaaa!?
    >   ...Th-Three?
    >
    > Bikini:
    >   Yes. Iris, her twin
    >   sister, and Mystic Pearl.
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   WHAT!?
    >   Tw-Twin sister?
    >
    > Bikini:
    >   Oh, didn't you know?
    >   It all happened twenty years
    >   ago...
    >
    > Bikini:
    >   After the clan leadership was
    >   taken from her by her sister,
    >   Mystic Morgan's life crumbled.
    >
    > Bikini:
    >   It wasn't many years later
    >   that Kurain's reputation hit
    >   an all-time low.
    >
    > Bikini:
    >   When Mystic Morgan's husband
    >   realized his wife would never
    >   become the Master...
    >
    > Bikini:
    >   ...he left her and the
    >   village, taking their twin
    >   daughters with him.
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   How awful...
    >
    > Bikini:
    >   He was a jeweler, you know.
    >   In the end he remarried, and
    >   that's when it happened.
    >
    > Bikini:
    >   He decided to give one of his
    >   girls up, to be looked after
    >   by us here at the temple.
    >
    > Bikini:
    >   That was Iris, you see.
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   (It's unbelievable! If Iris
    >   has a twin sister...)
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   (Could it be...?)
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   Um, could you tell me one
    >   more thing, Sister Bikini?
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   What was the name of Iris's
    >   sister?
    >
    > Bikini:
    >   ............
    >   I'm sorry, Mr. Wright.
    >
    > Bikini:
    >   I just can't remember.
    >   All I can recall is that her
    >   father was a jeweler.
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   (Well, that's a clue, I guess.
    >   Hmm... A jeweler...)
    >
    >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
    
    
    PRESENT (TO BIKINI)
    -------------------
    
    *** Hanging Scroll *************************
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   Um, would you mind taking a
    *   look at this, Sister Bikini?
    *
    * Bikini:
    *   Aaaah!
    *
    * Bikini:
    *   Our scroll! Our precious
    *   scroll! What on earth have you
    *   done to it!?
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   No, no! It wasn't me!
    *   I swear!
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   (But who did this, and why
    *   would anyone want to cover
    *   this thing in gravy?)
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   (More importantly, does this
    *   have anything to do with the
    *   case...?)
    *
    ********************************************
    
    *** Maya Fey profile ***********************
    *
    * Bikini:
    *   So... This young lady is the
    *   new Master...
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   That's right. Maya Fey.
    *
    * Bikini:
    *   Oh dear, oh dear...
    *   If I'd known who she was...
    *
    * Bikini:
    *   I would've prepared a feast,
    *   not a boring old pot roast
    *   and some gravy!
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   ...
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   Once we get her out, you can
    *   give her all the feasts you
    *   want.
    *
    * Bikini:
    *   Of course! You just make sure
    *   you get her out, alright?
    *
    * Bikini:
    *   She's the Master!
    *   You just have to rescue her!
    *
    ********************************************
    
    *** Pearl Fey profile **********************
    *
    * Bikini:
    *   Ah... This poor little girl...
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   (First I lost Maya, and now
    *   Pearls...)
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   (How much more pain is this
    *   case going to cause me!?)
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   (Urgh... Not to mention this
    *   fever is giving me a killer
    *   migraine...)
    *
    ********************************************
    
    *** Elise Deauxnim profile *****************
    *
    * Bikini:
    *   How... How can I ever
    *   make up for this...?
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   Make up for what?
    *
    * Bikini:
    *   For allowing harm to come to
    *   such an important person!
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   (Sister Bikini must feel
    *   really responsible for
    *   what happened...)
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   (Ms. Deauxnim was the Master
    *   after all...)
    *
    ********************************************
    
    *** Morgan Fey profile *********************
    *
    * Bikini:
    *   When I think about it, I do
    *   kind of feel sorry for Mystic
    *   Morgan.
    *
    * Bikini:
    *   It wasn't her fault that her
    *   sister was a more powerful
    *   spirit medium.
    *
    * Bikini:
    *   Mystic Morgan just couldn't
    *   compete with her sister.
    *
    * Bikini:
    *   It must have been really
    *   tough on her...
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   Even so...
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   That doesn't excuse all the
    *   things she did.
    *
    * Bikini:
    *   ...
    *
    * Bikini:
    *   No... Of course not.
    *
    ********************************************
    
    *** ?????? profile *************************
    *
    * Bikini:
    *   Iris had a twin sister...
    *
    * Bikini:
    *   That's really all I know about
    *   her.
    *
    * Bikini:
    *   That and the fact that she
    *   was taken away from her mother
    *   by her jeweler father.
    *
    * Bikini:
    *   I don't have any idea where
    *   she is or what she's doing
    *   now.
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   (I could tell her...)
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   (But she'd probably have a
    *   coronary and a half...)
    *
    ********************************************
    
    --------------------------------------------
    
    *AFTER TALKING TO BIKINI*
    
    Phoenix:
      ...
      Thank you very much.
    
    Phoenix:
      You've helped clear up a lot
      of details.
    
    Phoenix:
      Pearls had two older sisters,
      huh...
    
    Bikini:
      Yes, that's right...
    
    Bikini:
      No doubt it was all because of
      Mystic Morgan's anger towards
      the main family...
    
    Phoenix:
      Anger? What do you mean?
    
    Bikini:
      Her twin daughters were taken
      from her by her jeweler
      husband.
    
    Bikini:
      But even that couldn't destroy
      her dream that a child of hers
      would one day lead the clan.
    
    Phoenix:
      (That's why she had Pearls?)
    
    Bikini:
      It seems that the incident
      here was a result of Mystic
      Morgan's anger.
    
    Bikini:
      It was able to break free of
      the bars that confine her.
    
    Phoenix:
      (So Iris has a twin sister...)
    
    Phoenix:
      (The plot thickens...)
    
    Phoenix:
      (But this information will be
      useless unless I can flesh it
      out a bit.)
    
    Phoenix:
      (I need to ask more questions,
      and get some more info!)
    
    MOVE TO: "Courtyard"
    
    -------------------------------------------------------------------------------
    
    February 9
    Hazakura Temple
    Courtyard
    
    ? ? ?:
      ............
    
    Phoenix:
      (Sounds like someone's happy.
      What tune is that they're
      humming...?)
    
    Gumshoe:
      */No motive, no crime. No
      motive, no crime. Sing it with
      me - No motive, no crime!*/
    
    Gumshoe:
      */...I remember, when we use
      to search... in the Channeling
      Room in Kurain...*/
    
    Gumshoe:
      Whoop! I love my job!
    
    Gumshoe:
      Who cares if the clues I
      find are no good?
    
    Gumshoe:
      That's not what
      investigating's all about!
    
    Gumshoe:
      The investigator investigates
      for the love of investigating!
      It's a passion!
    
    Gumshoe:
      */Good cases we have, good
      cases we've lost...
      Along the way...*/
    
    Phoenix:
      (...I would have never guessed
      that Gumshoe was into reggae.)
    
    Gumshoe:
      */Every case is gonna be air
      tight... Every case is gonna
      be air tight...*/
    
    Gumshoe:
      Hey, pal.
    
    Phoenix:
      Huh? Who, me?
    
    Gumshoe:
      How long have you been there?
    
    Phoenix:
      ...
      I just got here.
    
    Gumshoe:
      ...Oh, OK.
    
    Phoenix:
      So what are you up to,
      Detective?
    
    Gumshoe:
      I'm investigating, pal.
    
    Gumshoe:
      I made a promise to
      Mr. Edgeworth.
    
    Gumshoe:
      I promised I would find the
      real murder weapon.
    
    Phoenix:
      (The real murder weapon...)
    
    Gumshoe:
      That barbed sword thing turned
      out to be a false lead, right?
    
    Gumshoe:
      I'm giving it my best shot
      here, but I still haven't
      turned up any clues.
    
    Gumshoe:
      I just found these weird
      scraps of paper. It looks like
      a letter or something.
    
    Gumshoe:
      It doesn't seem to have
      anything to do with the
      case, though...
    
    Phoenix:
      (A letter?)
    
    --------------------------------------------
    
    TALK (TO GUMSHOE)
    -----------------
    
    >>> The investigation >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   So how's the investigation
    >   going, Detective Gumshoe?
    >
    > Gumshoe:
    >   I don't know if I should be
    >   telling you, pal. But I guess
    >   it can't hurt.
    >
    > Gumshoe:
    >   Looks like the murder took
    >   place in the Inner Temple
    >   garden.
    >
    > Gumshoe:
    >   And they're taking that bloody
    >   writing on the lantern pretty
    >   seriously back at HQ.
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   What!? You mean...?
    >
    > Gumshoe:
    >   I don't have the details, pal.
    >
    > Gumshoe:
    >   All I know is, if you don't
    >   find Maya down in that
    >   Sacred Cavern...
    >
    > Gumshoe:
    >   ...we're gonna be faced with
    >   one ugly situation.
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   What kind of ugly situation
    >   are we looking at here...?
    >
    > Gumshoe:
    >   ...
    >   You got me! I don't know.
    >
    > Gumshoe:
    >   They're not my words, pal.
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   Then who said it?
    >
    > Gumshoe:
    >   Mr. Godot.
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   Godot!?
    >   (What did he mean by that?)
    >
    >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
    
    >>> The letter >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   About that letter you found...
    >
    > Gumshoe:
    >   Don't remind me, pal! I'm
    >   busting a gut here trying to
    >   find the murder weapon...
    >
    > Gumshoe:
    >   ...and all I find is some
    >   burnt up old letter.
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   Burnt up old letter?
    >
    > Gumshoe:
    >   Yeah. It was in that
    >   incinerator right outside
    >   the Inner Temple.
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   The incinerator!?
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   (I knew it! I knew I wasn't
    >   imagining it!)
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   (There was snow on the
    >   incinerator when I first saw
    >   it.)
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   (But after the incident, the
    >   snow had melted away.)
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   (Which means someone used the
    >   incinerator on the night of
    >   the murder.)
    >
    > Gumshoe:
    >   What's up with you, pal?
    >   I've got it right here if you
    >   wanna take a look.
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   C-Can I...?
    >   Do you mind?
    >
    > Gumshoe:
    >   Sure, go nuts! I don't want
    >   it, pal. You can have it.
    >
    > Gumshoe:
    >   It's all spirit mediums and
    >   Masters and stuff. I bet it's
    >   got no relation to the case.
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   (Spirit mediums!?)
    >
    > *Burnt Letter added to the
    > Court Record.*
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   (It's got to be important if
    >   it mentions spirit mediums
    >   and Masters.)
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   (I'd better give it a good
    >   looking over and some
    >   serious thought...)
    >
    > Gumshoe:
    >   Make sure you chuck it in the
    >   trash when you're done.
    >   Littering's a crime, pal!
    >
    >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
    
    >>> Murder weapon >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   So what do you know about the
    >   real murder weapon so far?
    >
    > Gumshoe:
    >   Well it wasn't the Shichishito
    >   that was found impaled in the
    >   victim's body.
    >
    > Gumshoe:
    >   Mr. Edgeworth proved that in
    >   court today.
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   ...Yes, that's true.
    >
    > Gumshoe:
    >   In which case, it must've been
    >   another blade.
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   And that's what you're running
    >   around like a headless chicken
    >   looking for now, huh...
    >
    > Gumshoe:
    >   Yeah. And man, is it tiring
    >   work! But let me tell you
    >   something, pal...
    >
    > Gumshoe:
    >   I'm no chicken.
    >
    > Gumshoe:
    >   We've got the feather of
    >   forensics in our cap these
    >   days.
    >
    > Gumshoe:
    >   We're using the department's
    >   secret weapon on this!
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   Secret weapon...?
    >
    >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
    
    >>> Secret weapon >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   What's this secret weapon of
    >   yours?
    >
    > Gumshoe:
    >   You wanna know? You've
    >   gotta think scientifically,
    >   OK?
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   Alright.
    >
    > Gumshoe:
    >   The murder weapon was
    >   a sword.
    >
    > Gumshoe:
    >   Swords are, scientifically
    >   speaking, made of metal,
    >   right?
    >
    > Gumshoe:
    >   Any questions so far?
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   No.
    >   (I know what he's gonna say,
    >   but I'll let him look smart.)
    >
    > Gumshoe:
    >   So what's the perfect tool for
    >   the job!?
    >   Ta-da! A metal detector!
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   (Raise your hand if you didn't
    >   see this coming from a mile
    >   away...)
    >
    > Gumshoe:
    >   Well? You wanna give
    >   scientific investigation a
    >   go?
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   Huh? M-Me?
    >
    > Gumshoe:
    >   I've been using this thing
    >   for hours now.
    >
    > Gumshoe:
    >   It gets pretty boring after a
    >   while. Why don't you give it a
    >   try?
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   (I don't know...)
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   (Should I help Detective
    >   Gumshoe out, or not?)
    >
    > *** Play forensics expert ******************
    > *
    > * Gumshoe:
    > *   Come on, pal. It's good fun,
    > *   I'm telling you.
    > *
    > * Phoenix:
    > *   Alright, then... I guess I'll
    > *   give it a go...
    > *
    > * Gumshoe:
    > *   Like I said, this is the
    > *   department's most advanced
    > *   gadget. The absolute best!
    > *
    > * Gumshoe:
    > *   It's so sensitive, you could
    > *   make it cry! It's so hi-tech,
    > *   you could sky dive off it!
    > *
    > * Phoenix:
    > *   Oh, bother.
    > *
    > * Gumshoe:
    > *   So, now I'm gonna tell you
    > *   how to use it.
    > *
    > * Gumshoe:
    > *   It's possible the real murder
    > *   weapon is around here
    > *   somewhere, right?
    > *
    > * Phoenix:
    > *   Sure. That's what we're trying
    > *   to find out.
    > *
    > * Gumshoe:
    > *   Right. So first, let's turn
    > *   the detector on.
    > *
    > * Gumshoe:
    > *   That's the sound of the metal
    > *   detector's signal bouncing off
    > *   of something metallic.
    > *
    > * Gumshoe:
    > *   Next, touch the detector and
    > *   take a real good look around
    > *   this courtyard with it, pal.
    > *
    > * Gumshoe:
    > *   Once you've hit something
    > *   metallic, the CHECK gauge
    > *   will flash.
    > *
    > * Gumshoe:
    > *   And when that happens, touch
    > *   the gauge to really give the
    > *   area a good, hard stare.
    > *
    > * Gumshoe:
    > *   This thing picks up metallic
    > *   objects that are hidden
    > *   from sight, too...
    > *
    > * Gumshoe:
    > *   Take a good look at
    > *   anything and everything that
    > *   seems suspicious, OK pal!?
    > *
    > * GO TO METAL DETECTOR MODE
    > *
    > ********************************************
    >
    > *** Save it for later **********************
    > *
    > * Gumshoe:
    > *   Come on, pal. It's good fun,
    > *   I'm telling you.
    > *
    > * Phoenix:
    > *   No. I, um... I've actually
    > *   gotta be someplace...
    > *
    > * Gumshoe:
    > *   Oh, really?
    > *   That's too bad.
    > *
    > * Gumshoe:
    > *   I'll just take a break by
    > *   myself for a while, then.
    > *
    > * Gumshoe:
    > *   I'm gonna get you to do this
    > *   somehow, pal!
    > *   You'll see!
    > *
    > * Phoenix:
    > *   (I thought you liked doing
    > *   field work! Isn't that what
    > *   you were just singing about!?)
    > *
    > ********************************************
    >
    >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
    
    
    PRESENT (TO GUMSHOE)
    --------------------
    
    *** Hanging Scroll *************************
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   Do you know anything about
    *   this scroll, Detective?
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   ...
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   Well, I know it smells great!
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   Yeah, this is just the kind of
    *   weather for some steaming
    *   mashed potatoes and gravy.
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   Oh! And weenies!
    *   Mashed potatoes with gravy
    *   and weenies!
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   Potatoes and weenies are the
    *   two greatest foods invented by
    *   man. A dream combination!
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   Although, I can't afford to
    *   try them together yet.
    *   It's an unfulfilled dream...
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   Um... I was hoping you'd have
    *   more to say about the scroll
    *   and less about the gravy...
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   Oh, sorry. Nah, I can't tell
    *   you much about that scroll,
    *   pal.
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   (...Why do I bother anymore?)
    *
    ********************************************
    
    *** Photo of Elise or Elise Deauxnim profile ***
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   She sure was a mysterious
    *   person.
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   Her real name, her past...
    *   It's all a complete mystery.
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   (Not quite. She was Maya's
    *   mother.)
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   (But Gumshoe doesn't know
    *   that yet...)
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   Just like every other case,
    *   huh? Always a mystery!
    *
    ********************************************
    
    *** Victim's Staff *************************
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   That staff belonged to the
    *   victim.
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   Yeah, and apart from the
    *   crystal missing from the top,
    *   there's nothing wrong with it.
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   Oh, I just remembered
    *   something important! This
    *   is just between us, OK?
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   O-OK... What is it?
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   I've never told anyone this
    *   before... It's a secret.
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   I...
    *   I actually wanted to be a
    *   wizard when I was a kid.
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   ...
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   ...
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   Is that it?
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   Yeah, that's it.
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   (Hmm... How did the crystal
    *   sphere get separated from
    *   the staff?)
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   (And what was it doing near
    *   the foot of Dusky Bridge...?)
    *
    ********************************************
    
    *** Larry's Sketch *************************
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   It was like a circus today
    *   in court.
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   All thanks to this little
    *   sketch.
    *
    * von Karma:
    *   You want my advice?
    *   You should ignore it, pal.
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   Look, I know Larry's a bit
    *   out there.
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   But he wouldn't just draw
    *   something like this as a
    *   joke.
    *
    * von Karma:
    *   Then I guess I should start
    *   getting hyped for tomorrow's
    *   trial.
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   Huh?
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   Seeing you trying to explain
    *   that thing...
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   I wouldn't miss it for the
    *   world, pal!
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   ...
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   (Maybe he's right. Maybe I
    *   should just ignore this
    *   useless piece of graffiti.)
    *
    ********************************************
    
    *** Crystal Sphere *************************
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   This was found close to Dusky
    *   Bridge, wasn't it?
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   That's what that artist guy
    *   said, yeah.
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   Right after the defendant flew
    *   over the burning bridge!
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   According to his testimony,
    *   she dropped it when she landed
    *   on the other side.
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   (But this crystal didn't
    *   belong to Iris.)
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   There are traces of blood
    *   on it too, you know, pal.
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   (The real question is what was
    *   it doing near the foot of
    *   Dusky Bridge...?)
    *
    ********************************************
    
    *** Pearl Fey profile **********************
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   The girl was trapped over at
    *   the Inner Temple since the
    *   night of the murder.
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   Did she say anything to you
    *   about Maya?
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   She wouldn't tell me...
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   She's not gonna tell me
    *   something if she wouldn't even
    *   speak to you, pal.
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   She was real upset. She
    *   wouldn't stop crying.
    *
    ********************************************
    
    *** Godot profile **************************
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   That guy's got more mysteries
    *   than a Choose Your Own
    *   Escapade book, pal.
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   Yeah, I know.
    *   Trust me.
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   I can't believe he skipped the
    *   trial like that, without even
    *   getting permission.
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   He'd have been fired for sure
    *   if he worked for a normal
    *   company.
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   Do you know where he is now?
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   Nah. But I bet he's walking
    *   around somewhere with a mug
    *   of coffee in one hand.
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   (Hmm, I should've figured...)
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   (It looks like Gumshoe doesn't
    *   know about Godot's physical
    *   condition...)
    *
    * --------------------------------------------
    *
    * Godot:
    *   Of course, being extradited
    *   from Hell is a tedious
    *   affair.
    *
    * Godot:
    *   The meticulous regeneration
    *   and adjustment of all your
    *   internal organs is...
    *
    * Godot:
    *   Well... Let's just say modern
    *   medicine allows us all to live
    *   to a ripe old age.
    *
    * Godot:
    *   Even someone like me.
    *
    * --------------------------------------------
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   (He had a good reason for
    *   missing the trial.)
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   (So why didn't he tell
    *   anyone about it?)
    *
    ********************************************
    
    *** Dick Gumshoe profile *******************
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   Hey, you wanna hear
    *   something, pal?
    *   Come on, I know you do!
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   Maggey says she's gonna buy
    *   me a new coat!
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   Really? That's great!
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   Yeah. I think it's to say
    *   thanks for helping her out
    *   during that last case!
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   Which means...
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   I can finally chuck out this
    *   stinky, sweat-soaked rag!
    *
    ********************************************
    
    *** Bikini profile *************************
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   She's a sweet old lady.
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   She doesn't look like the
    *   lying type to me.
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   But there was a problem with
    *   her testimony, wasn't there?
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   Yeah, but I don't think it
    *   was her fault.
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   She was just trying to say the
    *   right thing, and it came out
    *   wrong, that's all.
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   I know what it's like.
    *   Happens to me all the time!
    *
    ********************************************
    
    *** Iris profile ***************************
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   I dunno. I'm not so sure
    *   anymore.
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   The clues we found today
    *   have turned this case all
    *   topsy-turvy.
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   I can't see how Iris could've
    *   done it now.
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   What clues are you talking
    *   about?
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   I dunno if I should be telling
    *   you, pal. But I guess I can
    *   let you in on it.
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   The fact that the Inner Temple
    *   Garden was the crime scene.
    *   And... that bloody writing.
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   However you look at it, Maya
    *   Fey's the only person who...
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   ...
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   Hey! Quit giving me that evil
    *   stare, would you? You look
    *   just like Mr. Edgeworth.
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   It wasn't Maya!
    *   There is no way it could've
    *   been her!
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   I knew I shouldn't have said
    *   anything.
    *
    ********************************************
    
    *** Franziska von Karma profile ************
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   Hey, speaking of
    *   Ms. von Karma, what's she
    *   up to...?
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   She's keeping an eye on Iris
    *   at the Inner Temple.
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   Oh, really!?
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   Phew! I can relax at last;
    *   now that you've lost her.
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   She has a real thing for
    *   hitting you with that whip
    *   of hers, huh?
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   Yeah, but I'm kinda getting
    *   used to it... which scares
    *   me a lot.
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   Oh! So this one time, she
    *   forgot her whip at home
    *   or something...
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   And...? Tell me you were able
    *   to have a violence-free day.
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   Nah. She slapped me instead.
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   I prefer the whip. Getting
    *   slapped all day makes you
    *   look like such a loser.
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   (And being whipped doesn't?)
    *
    ********************************************
    
    *** Miles Edgeworth profile ****************
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   I haven't seen Mr. Edgeworth
    *   for about a year. Talk about
    *   a long time!
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   Do you know why he moved
    *   overseas?
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   I don't know. Probably to look
    *   cool.
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   Huh?
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   There's a lot of weight
    *   attached to doing research
    *   overseas, you know.
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   Once I've done my stint in
    *   Paris, you'll have to call me
    *   Monsieur Gumchaussure.
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   ...
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   (People really don't get
    *   Edgeworth, do they?)
    *
    ********************************************
    
    *** Morgan Fey profile *********************
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   I've seen this lady someplace
    *   before.
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   ............
    *   Isn't she that jaw-droppingly
    *   large strawberry desert woman?
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   Oh, yeah! She's Pearl Fey's
    *   mother, right?
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   That's right.
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   She was involved in that
    *   incident in Kurain Village
    *   last year, wasn't she?
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   ...
    *   Hey!
    *   She was the one who did it!
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   (Why doesn't he think his
    *   whole thought through
    *   BEFORE opening his mouth!?)
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   Yeah, that was one ugly case,
    *   huh, pal?
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   ("Was"?
    *   I don't know...)
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   (The more we look at this
    *   case, the more I feel like
    *   that one never ended...)
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   She's locked up safe in
    *   solitary confinement at the
    *   detention center, though...
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   At least we can rule her
    *   out of this case!
    *
    ********************************************
    
    *** Anything else **************************
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   What about this, Detective
    *   Gumshoe? Any thoughts?
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   Yeah... Well...
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   It's pretty chilly today, huh?
    *   My brain doesn't work properly
    *   in the cold.
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   Perhaps we'll just have to
    *   wait until Summer when it's
    *   warmer?
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   Oh, no. My brain doesn't work
    *   properly in the heat.
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   I'm kinda weak in the head.
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   (There are some things you're
    *   better off not advertising,
    *   Gumshoe...)
    *
    ********************************************
    
    --------------------------------------------
    
    METAL DETECTOR MODE
    -------------------
    
    +++ Skis +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   It's just a pair of skis.
    +   Nothing useful for our
    +   case here.
    +
    + Gumshoe:
    +   I'm actually pretty good on
    +   skis you know, pal.
    +
    + Gumshoe:
    +   I just love to fly down the
    +   slopes with my coat fluttering
    +   in the wind!
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   Really? I had no idea.
    +   How good are you, then?
    +
    + Gumshoe:
    +   Well...
    +
    + Gumshoe:
    +   I'm better on skis than I am
    +   on skates. But not as good
    +   as when I'm on a snowboard.
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   (That's a pretty detailed
    +   answer.)
    +
    + Gumshoe:
    +   Oh! But you know what I'm
    +   best at? Making mashed
    +   potatoes and gravy.
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   ...
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   (The guy's losing it. Must be
    +   the altitude. We'd better get
    +   back to the investigation...)
    +
    ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
    
    +++ Sled +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   That's odd. This sled's made
    +   of plastic...
    +
    + Gumshoe:
    +   It says, "Bikini #1" on the
    +   side...
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   (Maybe there's something
    +   under it...)
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   Hey, what's this?
    +   A-A badge...?
    +
    + Gumshoe:
    +   Ah-haaaaaa!
    +   I've been hunting high and low
    +   for that!
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   I-It's yours, Detective?
    +
    + Gumshoe:
    +   That thing's priceless to a
    +   guy like me, pal. A cop can't
    +   be a cop without his badge!
    +
    + Gumshoe:
    +   I'm sure glad I put that
    +   dime in there now.
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   How did you manage to drop
    +   your badge here, of all
    +   places!?
    +
    + Gumshoe:
    +   I know! I bet it happened
    +   this morning.
    +
    + Gumshoe:
    +   I was playing around with the
    +   sled and...
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   Stop right there.
    +   I don't need to hear any more.
    +
    ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
    
    +++ Step-ladder ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
    +
    + Gumshoe:
    +   Look, a ladder!
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   That's a "step"-ladder.
    +
    + Gumshoe:
    +   What's the difference?
    +   Looks like a normal ladder to
    +   me, pal.
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   (Surely everyone knows the
    +   difference... I mean, they're
    +   pretty ordinary objects...)
    +
    + Gumshoe:
    +   I've met plenty of guys like
    +   you, always picking on the
    +   smallest details.
    +
    + Gumshoe:
    +   The vegetable store guy near
    +   my place does it all the time.
    +
    + Gumshoe:
    +   He even corrects me when I ask
    +   for a head of lettuce. "That's
    +   a cabbage," he says.
    +
    + Gumshoe:
    +   I'm telling you, they're the
    +   exact same thing!
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   No they're not! They're
    +   completely different!
    +
    + Gumshoe:
    +   You have to plant both of them
    +   firmly in the ground before
    +   they can grow, don't you?
    +
    + Gumshoe:
    +   Listen. You gotta take a step
    +   back and look at the bigger
    +   picture sometimes.
    +
    + Gumshoe:
    +   Otherwise you could miss a
    +   really important clue. That's
    +   advice from a pro, pal!
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   (...The last person I need
    +   advice from is this guy in
    +   front of me.)
    +
    ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
    
    +++ Snow on the left side of the sled ++++++
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   This must be an old pan handle
    +   or something.
    +
    + Gumshoe:
    +   H-How do you know that!?
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   Huh, what?
    +
    + Gumshoe:
    +   That was my nickname in junior
    +   high.
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   What, "pan handle"?
    +
    + Gumshoe:
    +   I didn't have much money
    +   back then, pal.
    +
    + Gumshoe:
    +   I used to bum stuff off the
    +   other kids sometimes, so they
    +   called me "Panhandler".
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   ...
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   "Panhandler", huh?
    +   I can see that.
    +
    + Gumshoe:
    +   Thinking back, it's actually
    +   kind of a nice memory now.
    +
    ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
    
    +++ Snow near the one above ++++++++++++++++
    +   (there is a black dot)
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   This looks like... a wallet?
    +
    + Gumshoe:
    +   Ah-haaaa!
    +   That's where it's been!
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   Is it yours, Detective?
    +
    + Gumshoe:
    +   I'm always dropping it, so I
    +   put a bell on it.
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   But you still dropped it
    +   anyway...
    +
    + Gumshoe:
    +   Yeah, but now I found it
    +   again, pal.
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   ...Your wallet is completely
    +   empty.
    +
    + Gumshoe:
    +   Well, I drop it all the time,
    +   so I don't put money in it
    +   anymore.
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   ...
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   Then how come the metal
    +   detector picked it up...?
    +
    + Gumshoe:
    +   Must be because of the bell,
    +   I guess.
    +
    ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
    
    +++ Snow just below Ami Fey statue +++++++++
    +   (the fourth step from the statue)
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   Hey, I found a dollar coin.
    +
    + Gumshoe:
    +   Huh? M-Money!? If you find
    +   money, you have to turn it in
    +   to the police. Or a detective.
    +
    + Gumshoe:
    +   If the owner doesn't come
    +   forward within six months,
    +   you get to keep 10 percent!
    +
    + Gumshoe:
    +   The other ninety percent goes
    +   to m... I mean, to the Police
    +   Department.
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   D-Don't get so close to me,
    +   Detective. Give me some space,
    +   will you!?
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   Here's the coin.
    +   Happy?
    +
    + Gumshoe:
    +   ...
    +   I definitely made the right
    +   decision becoming a detective.
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   (Yikes... Talk about a serious
    +   case of denial...)
    +
    ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
    
    +++ Snow beside the one above ++++++++++++++
    +   (on the left side)
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   What's this...?
    +   A pen?
    +
    + Gumshoe:
    +   Hey! I've been looking all
    +   over for that, pal!
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   Huh? It's yours?
    +
    + Gumshoe:
    +   Yeah. My old man gave it to
    +   me when I qualified as a
    +   detective.
    +
    + Gumshoe:
    +   He told me it'd be good for
    +   sticking in suspects' faces.
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   That makes you detectives
    +   sound really nasty.
    +
    + Gumshoe:
    +   It's my dream to stick it in
    +   your face one day, Wright!
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   (Then don't go losing it!)
    +
    ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
    
    +++ Ami Fey statue +++++++++++++++++++++++++
    +
    + Gumshoe:
    +   That Shichishito next to the
    +   golden statue wasn't the real
    +   murder weapon, pal.
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   Yeah, I know.
    +   I just thought I'd check it
    +   again anyway.
    +
    + Gumshoe:
    +   Oh, yeah! That reminds me!
    +   Do you know about that sword?
    +
    + Gumshoe:
    +   It's supposed to represent the
    +   multiple branches that life
    +   can take, all ending as one.
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   Yes. I heard something about
    +   that.
    +
    + Gumshoe:
    +   You know what I think
    +   about sometimes?
    +
    + Gumshoe:
    +   What kind of life I'd be
    +   leading had I not joined
    +   the Homicide Division.
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   You think about that kind of
    +   stuff, Detective?
    +
    + Gumshoe:
    +   Of course I do.
    +   I think about it a lot.
    +
    + Gumshoe:
    +   Me as a traffic cop.
    +   Me as a detention officer.
    +   Me as the Blue Badger...
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   (...There's something to be
    +   said about the humor value of
    +   Gumshoe as the Blue Badger.)
    +
    ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
    
    +++ Snow near the front lantern's fences +++
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   (Looks like there's something
    +   round buried in the ground
    +   here...)
    +
    + Gumshoe:
    +   Don't touch that, pal!
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   Huh? What is it?
    +
    + Gumshoe:
    +   It's a trap! People set them
    +   out to catch us detectives.
    +   They're real nasty.
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   A trap... for detectives?
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   You mean like those fierce
    +   traps with sharp teeth that
    +   are supposed to snag your leg?
    +
    + Gumshoe:
    +   Yeah! Those!
    +   I got my finger caught in
    +   one of those once.
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   Y-Your finger?
    +
    + Gumshoe:
    +   There was this bit of cheese,
    +   and it looked so tasty. I
    +   reached out, and then... bam!
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   (...I'm not sure I know how
    +   to respond to a story as
    +   stupidly pitiful as that.)
    +
    ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
    
    +++ The staff on the snow ++++++++++++++++++
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   This is Ms. Deauxnim's staff,
    +   isn't it?
    +
    + Gumshoe:
    +   Scientifically speaking,
    +   they're usually made of wood.
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   But the detector is reacting
    +   to it.
    +
    + Gumshoe:
    +   Yeah, but however you look at
    +   it, the thing's made of wood,
    +   alright?
    +
    + Gumshoe:
    +   I don't bother investigating
    +   anything unless it looks like
    +   it might be metallic.
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   (Isn't the whole point of a
    +   metal detector to find metal
    +   where you can't see it?)
    +
    + Gumshoe:
    +   It's weird that this thing is
    +   causing a racket...
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   Here, let me take a look
    +   at it.
    +
    + Gumshoe:
    +   Hey! Hands off!
    +   Examining evidence is a job
    +   for the...
    +
    + *crack*
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   Ack! The top is coming off!
    +
    + Gumshoe:
    +   Look what you've done! You've
    +   damaged a really important
    +   piece of evidence.
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   Aaaaaaaaah!
    +
    + Gumshoe:
    +   Th-That's a...
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   A... A sword...
    +
    + Gumshoe:
    +   Inside the staff...
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   Is this...
    +   Could it be...
    +
    + Gumshoe:
    +   ...The murder weapon!?
    +
    + CONTINUE
    +
    ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
    
    +++ Anywhere else ++++++++++++++++++++++++++
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   Hmm... It doesn't look like
    +   there's anything here.
    +
    + Gumshoe:
    +   Hey, pal! You've gotta watch
    +   the CHECK gauge and wait
    +   for it to flash, OK!?
    +
    + Phoenix:
    +   (Alright, already...
    +   I'm not exactly a wiz at
    +   machinery, you know...)
    +
    ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
    
    --------------------------------------------
    
    TALK (TO GUMSHOE)
    -----------------
    
    >>> Murder weapon >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   I'd never have guessed there'd
    >   be a sword concealed in the
    >   victim's staff.
    >
    > Gumshoe:
    >   They call this kind of thing
    >   a sword-cane, pal.
    >
    > Gumshoe:
    >   This one's a real gem...
    >   The workmanship is really
    >   something else!
    >
    > Gumshoe:
    >   Thank goodness it wasn't a
    >   cane-sword, or else the victim
    >   would've stabbed her own foot!
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   (...I officially give up on
    >   trying to figure out how
    >   Gumshoe's mind works.)
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   (If the real scene of the
    >   crime was the Inner Temple
    >   Garden...)
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   (Then why was the sword used
    >   to kill the victim found in
    >   the Main Hall Courtyard?)
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   Hey, Gumshoe...
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   Who knows about the hidden
    >   sword?
    >
    > Gumshoe:
    >   No one.
    >
    > Gumshoe:
    >   Even the police didn't know
    >   about this until I discovered
    >   it just now.
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   (Well, as they say, there's
    >   no "Team" in "Gumshoe".)
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   It doesn't look like there are
    >   any traces of blood on it.
    >
    > Gumshoe:
    >   ...
    >
    > Gumshoe:
    >   Then I guess this isn't the
    >   murder weapon, huh?
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   No, no, no!
    >   I'm sure someone just wiped it
    >   off after the murder!
    >
    > Gumshoe:
    >   ...
    >
    > Gumshoe:
    >   Yeah, of course! This thing's
    >   definitely the murder weapon!
    >   Great job, pal!
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   (It's about the same length
    >   as the Shichishito, too. This
    >   must be the murder weapon!)
    >
    >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
    
    --------------------------------------------
    
    *AFTER TALKING TO GUMSHOE*
    
    Gumshoe:
      OK, I'm gonna run over to
      forensics.
    
    Gumshoe:
      There's gotta be some traces
      of blood left, even if most of
      it has been wiped off.
    
    Gumshoe:
      See you later, pal!
    
    Gumshoe:
      */Every case is gonna be air
      tight... Every case is gonna
      be air tight...*/
    
    Phoenix:
      *HOLD IT!*
    
    Phoenix:
      Wait up, Detective!
    
    Gumshoe:
      Huh? What is it, pal?
      I'm a pretty busy guy right
      now, you know.
    
    Phoenix:
      You're going to get that
      staff analyzed, right?
    
    Phoenix:
      Would you mind holding off
      for just a while?
    
    Gumshoe:
      Huh? What are you talking
      about, pal!?
    
    Phoenix:
      Please!
    
    Phoenix:
      Just until we find Maya...
    
    Gumshoe:
      Maya? What's this got to
      do with her?
    
    Phoenix:
      I don't know, but I'm starting
      to get a really bad feeling in
      the pit of my stomach.
    
    Gumshoe:
      Oh?
      How so?
    
    Phoenix:
      Look, Maya's trapped
      inside the Sacred Cavern
      right now and...
    
    Phoenix:
      Well, we don't even know if
      she's OK or not...
    
    Phoenix:
      The more evidence and
      testimony I hear, the more
      uneasy I feel.
    
    Gumshoe:
      Y-You don't think...?
    
    Gumshoe:
      Maya's been murd--
    
    Phoenix:
      Please, Detective!
      Let's just wait until we can
      get inside the Sacred Cavern.
    
    Gumshoe:
      You're... looking kinda
      viridian there...
    
    Phoenix:
      ...
    
    Gumshoe:
      OK, OK.
      Just stop it with that
      face, pal.
    
    Gumshoe:
      One thing, though...
    
    Gumshoe:
      This staff's secret trick...
      Let's keep it between you
      and me, alright?
    
    Gumshoe:
      If it gets out that we knew
      about it and didn't say
      anything, we're finished.
    
    Phoenix:
      ...I understand.
    
    Gumshoe:
      This is just a regular, run-
      of-the-mill staff, you got it?
    
    Gumshoe:
      ...OK, now you take good care
      of it, pal.
    
    Phoenix:
      Thank you, Detective.
    
    Gumshoe:
      ...
    
    Gumshoe:
      Don't worry... She'll be fine.
    
    Phoenix:
      Gumshoe...
    
    Gumshoe:
      You know, there's a place at
      the base of this mountain that
      has some really good pasta.
    
    Gumshoe:
      How about I take you there
      when you find Maya, huh, pal?
    
    Phoenix:
      Sure... Thanks...
    
    *Victim's Staff received from
    Detective Gumshoe for safe-
    keeping.*
    
    Phoenix:
      (I can't help but wonder,
      though...)
    
    Phoenix:
      (What was Elise Deauxnim doing
      with a staff like this in the
      first place...?)
    
    --------------------------------------------
    
    PRESENT (TO GUMSHOE)
    --------------------
    
    *** Victim's Staff *************************
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   I still can't believe it, pal!
    *   I'd never have guessed there
    *   was a sword in that thing.
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   Sure, there isn't any blood
    *   left on it, but...
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   ...there's a good chance this
    *   is the murder weapon, pal!
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   But this is Ms. Deauxnim's
    *   staff, right?
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   That would mean she was killed
    *   with her own weapon.
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   ...
    *   I guess so.
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   And there's something else
    *   that's bothering me, too.
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   Oh? What's that, pal?
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   Ms. Deauxnim was an author and
    *   an illustrator, right?
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   So what was she doing carrying
    *   a sword around with her?
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   ...
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   That's a good question.
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   And there's gotta be a good
    *   answer to it, I guess.
    *
    * Gumshoe:
    *   Good luck finding it, pal!
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   (...I'm beginning to see why
    *   he receives the salary he
    *   does.)
    *
    ********************************************
    
    MOVE TO: "Heavenly Hall"
    
    -------------------------------------------------------------------------------
    
    February 9
    Heavenly Hall
    
    Phoenix:
      Hmm... I was expecting Larry
      and Pearls to be here.
    
    Phoenix:
      I guess they must've gone
      to collect firewood.
    
    Phoenix:
      I suppose I'll have to check
      back later.
    
    MOVE TO: "Garden"
    
    -------------------------------------------------------------------------------
    
    PRESENT (TO EDGEWORTH)
    ----------------------
    
    *** ?????? profile *************************
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   Hey, Edgeworth...
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   Did you know that Iris had
    *   a twin sister...?
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   WHAT!?
    *   A-A twin...?
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   You can't be serious!
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   Sister Bikini told me.
    *   But...
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   The problem is, she didn't
    *   know the name of this twin.
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   There was nothing about Iris
    *   having a sister in the files
    *   I checked.
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   Well, Iris was taken in by the
    *   temple when she was really
    *   young.
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   Apparently her sister was
    *   raised by her father. A
    *   jeweler, I think.
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   A jeweler!?
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   ...
    *   Wright, I...
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   I might just know who this
    *   twin sister of hers is.
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   I had a feeling you'd say
    *   that.
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   Let me guess...
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   Her name is Dahlia Hawthorne,
    *   right?
    *
    * Edgeworth:
    *   ...
    *   Yes, exactly.
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   Please tell me what you know
    *   about her, Edgeworth...
    *   Please.
    *
    ********************************************
    
    
    TALK (TO EDGEWORTH)
    -------------------
    
    >>> Dahlia Hawthorne >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   It was my first court case,
    >   six years ago.
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   I was a greenhorn, and due to
    >   my inexperience, the defendant
    >   died.
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   You're talking about Terry
    >   Fawles, right?
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   ...!
    >   Y-You know about
    >   that case...!?
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   You're not the only one who
    >   noticed something about Iris
    >   and Dahlia Hawthorne.
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   I checked one of Mia's old
    >   files from six years ago.
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   Yes, Dahlia was a key witness
    >   in that case.
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   Dahlia and Terry Fawles
    >   conspired together to stage a
    >   fake kidnapping 11 years ago.
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   They stole a jewel worth
    >   2 million dollars from
    >   Dahlia's father, a jeweler.
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   And five years after that...
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   ...she murdered her own
    >   sister, Valerie Hawthorne,
    >   to keep her from talking.
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   Her sister?
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   Well, her stepsister,
    >   actually. They weren't
    >   blood-related.
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   Valerie was the only daughter
    >   of Dahlia's father's second
    >   wife.
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   Oh...
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   (And this is when she entered
    >   my life...)
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   (The woman who tried to kill
    >   me.)
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   So after Terry Fawles died,
    >   what happened to Dahlia?
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   Did you check that out?
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   ...
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   There is no need.
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   Like I said, Dahlia isn't
    >   connected with this case.
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   Why are you so sure about
    >   that?
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   It's simple.
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   Dahlia Hawthorne is dead.
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   What?
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   Well, her metabolic processes
    >   are a matter of interest only
    >   to historians, so to speak.
    >
    >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
    
    >>> Dahlia's death >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   What do you mean by,
    >   "Dahlia Hawthorne is dead",
    >   Edgeworth!?
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   ...
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   I only just discovered this,
    >   Wright, but...
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   I never knew about the murder
    >   case you were involved in
    >   during your college years.
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   ...!
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   Dahlia Hawthorne was found
    >   guilty...
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   ...thanks to the persistence
    >   of Mia Fey.
    >
    > --------------------------------------------
    >
    > Dahlia:
    >   ...
    >
    > Dahlia:
    >   ...Grr... Nngghh... Hnnn...
    >
    > Dahlia:
    >   MIA FEY...!
    >   MIA... FEYYYY...!!
    >
    > --------------------------------------------
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   (At the time... Dahlia...)
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   (It's like she was possessed
    >   by a demon or something...)
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   It's been six years since that
    >   guilty verdict was handed
    >   down...
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   ...and her sentence was
    >   finally carried out.
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   She was executed...
    >   last month.
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   E-Executed?
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   I'm sure that's a bit of a
    >   shock for you, Wright. And
    >   for more reasons than one.
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   But do you understand now?
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   She can't possibly be
    >   connected with this case.
    >
    > Edgeworth:
    >   She's dead, and once someone
    >   is dead, there is no way to
    >   revive them.
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   ...
    >   (There's no way to revive
    >   the dead...?)
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   (Hmm... I wonder...)
    >
    >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
    
    --------------------------------------------
    
    *AFTER TALKING TO EDGEWORTH*
    
    Phoenix:
      It seems you're not aware of
      one other connection yet,
      Edgeworth.
    
    Edgeworth:
      And what is that?
    
    Phoenix:
      It's about Iris and Dahlia
      Hawthorne's mother.
    
    Edgeworth:
      What's their mother got to do
      with any of this?
    
    Phoenix:
      She's Morgan Fey.
    
    Phoenix:
      A spirit medium from a branch
      family of the Kurain
      Channeling Technique.
    
    Edgeworth:
      ...
      Did you say, "Kurain
      Channeling Technique"...?
    
    Phoenix:
      D-Do you know something
      about it?
    
    Edgeworth:
      Oh, yes. I know it's connected
      with that fraudulent spirit
      medium!
    
    Phoenix:
      (Fraudulent...?)
    
    Edgeworth:
      I was involved in another
      nightmare, 17 years ago.
    
    Edgeworth:
      I was caught up in the middle
      of a murder investigation. The
      police didn't have any leads.
    
    Edgeworth:
      They were stumped...
      And that's when they called
      her in.
    
    Edgeworth:
      She was a very famous spirit
      medium and the "Master"
      of her channeling school.
    
    Edgeworth:
      But you know what happened?
    
    Edgeworth:
      As a result of her efforts, an
      innocent man was accused of
      murder!
    
    Edgeworth:
      She and her powers!
      They were all fraudulent!
    
    Phoenix:
      ...Edgeworth...
    
    Edgeworth:
      Go to the Police Records Room.
      It's all in there.
    
    Edgeworth:
      All you have to do is check
      the DL-6 Incident case file
      and you'll know!
    
    Phoenix:
      (Of course... How could I
      forget...)
    
    Phoenix:
      (Edgeworth was the victim in
      that case.)
    
    Phoenix:
      Edgeworth...
      You'll understand someday...
    
    Phoenix:
      And then, you'll see that the
      Kurain Channeling Technique is
      real...
    
    MOVE TO: "Training Hall"
    
    -------------------------------------------------------------------------------
    
    *Present Magatama*
    
    Phoenix:
      *TAKE THAT!*
    
    *3 PSYCHE-LOCKS*
    
    -- The Night of the Crime --
    
    Phoenix:
      I think it's time you told the
      truth about what you were
      doing on that night.
    
    Iris:
      ...
    
    Phoenix:
      You said you were in your room
      at Hazakura Temple the entire
      time.
    
    Phoenix:
      Do you still claim that to be
      the truth?
    
    Iris:
      Yes...
      That's where I was.
    
    Phoenix:
      Iris... I believe you're
      innocent.
    
    Phoenix:
      That's why I want to believe
      what you're telling me, too.
      But I can't.
    
    Phoenix:
      Because this person saw you
      somewhere else on the night
      of the murder!
    
    xxx Present something wrong xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
    x
    x Phoenix:
    x   *TAKE THAT!*
    x
    x Phoenix:
    x   Well, Iris!?
    x
    x Phoenix:
    x   I trust you, so you need
    x   to trust me.
    x
    x Iris:
    x   But, Mr. Wright...
    x   I can't.
    x
    x Phoenix:
    x   Why not?
    x
    x Iris:
    x   I can't trust such random
    x   nonsense! It doesn't make
    x   any sense.
    x
    x Phoenix:
    x   (Oops. Looks like I screwed
    x   up there...)
    x
    x RETURN TO QUESTION
    x
    xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
    
    *Present Bikini profile*
    
    Phoenix:
      *TAKE THAT!*
    
    Phoenix:
      I'm talking about
      Sister Bikini, of course.
    
    Iris:
      Sister Bikini...
    
    Phoenix:
      Her testimony in court today
      was very clear.
    
    --------------------------------------------
    
    Bikini:
      That night I was helping an
      acolyte with her training in
      the Inner Temple. But...
    
    Bikini:
      Well, as you can see, my
      back likes to act up.
      Violently.
    
    Bikini:
      So, I left Iris to help the
      acolyte, and returned to
      Hazakura Temple.
    
    --------------------------------------------
    
    Phoenix:
      Sister Bikini didn't just
      see you, she spoke with you.
    
    Phoenix:
      You two talked about Maya's
      training that night.
    
    Phoenix:
      So you see, Iris...
    
    Phoenix:
      ...you were there at the Inner
      Temple on the night of the
      murder!
    
    Iris:
      That's... very impressive,
      Mr. Wright.
    
    *1 LOCK BROKEN*
    
    Iris:
      The acolyte's actual training
      was due to start after 10
      o'clock that night.
    
    Iris:
      I left the Main Hall early, so
      I wouldn't be late.
    
    Phoenix:
      What time was that?
    
    Iris:
      Let me see...
    
    Iris:
      It takes about 20 minutes to
      walk between the Main Hall
      and the Inner Temple.
    
    Iris:
      So, I would've left at about
      9:40 PM, I think.
    
    Phoenix:
      ...
    
    Phoenix:
      I'm sorry, Iris, but lying
      just doesn't suit you.
    
    Iris:
      Huh?
    
    Phoenix:
      Now, you say you left the Main
      Hall at 9:40 PM, but what you
      say doesn't add up with this!
    
    xxx Present something wrong xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
    x
    x Phoenix:
    x   *TAKE THAT!*
    x
    x Iris:
    x   I'm sorry, Mr. Wright...
    x
    x Iris:
    x   But mistakes just don't suit
    x   you.
    x
    x Phoenix:
    x   Huh?
    x
    x Iris:
    x   I had hoped you would get
    x   at least this much correct.
    x
    x Iris:
    x   I hate seeing you mess up and
    x   getting all disappointed.
    x
    x Phoenix:
    x   (Nngh... I didn't know she
    x   could be so harsh...)
    x
    x Phoenix:
    x   Iris, what are you trying to
    x   hide...?
    x
    x Iris:
    x   ...!
    x
    x Phoenix:
    x   The more you lie about it, the
    x   more I know it's got to be
    x   something really important.
    x
    x RETURN TO QUESTION
    x
    xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
    
    *Present Iris's Hood or Iris's Testimony*
    
    Phoenix:
      *TAKE THAT!*
    
    Phoenix:
      You yourself testified to the
      contrary, don't you remember?
    
    Phoenix:
      You said you rang the lights
      out bell at 10 o'clock that
      night.
    
    Iris:
      Ah!
    
    Phoenix:
      Plus, only moments before you
      rang that bell...
    
    Phoenix:
      ...you were seen at the Main
      Hall by the most reliable
      witness I have.
    
    Iris:
      Who's that?
    
    Phoenix:
      Me.
    
    Iris:
      Mr. Wright...
    
    Phoenix:
      We even spoke a little that
      evening.
    
    Phoenix:
      That's when you gave me this.
    
    Phoenix:
      Surely you haven't
      forgotten?
    
    Iris:
      ...
    
    Iris:
      N-No... That's right.
      I remember...
    
    *1 LOCK BROKEN*
    
    Phoenix:
      And that brings us to another
      puzzling fact, Iris.
    
    Phoenix:
      At 10 o'clock on the night of
      the murder...
    
    Phoenix:
      ...you were seen in two
      different places at the
      same time!
    
    Iris:
      ...
    
    Phoenix:
      It's time you told me exactly
      what's been going on, Iris.
    
    Phoenix:
      So far, I've managed to prove
      two things.
    
    Phoenix:
      First, on the night of the
      incident, you were at the
      Inner Temple.
    
    Phoenix:
      And second, at the exact
      same time, you were ringing
      the bell at Hazakura Temple!
    
    Phoenix:
      There's only one possible
      explanation for this apparent
      impossibility!
    
    xxx You were at Hazakura Temple. xxxxxxxxxxx
    x               OR
    xxx You were at the Inner Temple. xxxxxxxxxx
    x
    x Phoenix:
    x   There is only one of you,
    x   Iris.
    x
    x Phoenix:
    x   You couldn't possibly have
    x   been in two places at once.
    x
    x Phoenix:
    x   That being the case, you
    x   were probably really at...
    x
    x Iris:
    x   Mr. Wright?
    x
    x Phoenix:
    x   Yes? What is it?
    x
    x Iris:
    x   That's what I wanted to ask
    x   you.
    x
    x Iris:
    x   What was that "probably" you
    x   just came out with?
    x
    x Phoenix:
    x   I, umm... Well...
    x
    x Phoenix:
    x   The problem is, you spoke to
    x   witnesses at both the Main
    x   Hall and the Inner Temple.
    x
    x Phoenix:
    x   It's kind of hard to disprove
    x   either sighting, but...
    x
    x Iris:
    x   That's no position for a
    x   lawyer to find himself in,
    x   is it?
    x
    x Phoenix:
    x   N-No...
    x   (She got me there!)
    x
    x Iris:
    x   It seems to me like there just
    x   isn't a solution to this
    x   puzzle.
    x
    x Iris:
    x   It's probably best if you just
    x   forget the whole thing,
    x   Mr. Wright.
    x
    x Phoenix:
    x   ...
    x
    x Phoenix:
    x   I'm sorry, Iris, but I can't
    x   do that.
    x
    x RETURN TO QUESTION
    x
    xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
    
    *** There were two of you. *****************
    *
    * CONTINUE
    *
    ********************************************
    
    Phoenix:
      On the night of the incident,
      you were seen in two different
      places at the same time.
    
    Phoenix:
      Which means, there must have
      been two of you.
    
    Phoenix:
      I can't think of any other
      explanation, Iris.
    
    Iris:
      B-But that's crazy!
      How could that be!?
    
    Iris:
      There's only one of me!
      It's impossible!
    
    Phoenix:
      Impossible?
      I wonder...
    
    Phoenix:
      The way you're trembling
      certainly seems to suggest
      otherwise.
    
    Iris:
      *gulp*
    
    Iris:
      You're seriously trying to
      suggest there's more than one
      of me?
    
    Iris:
      Then show me the evidence!
      Show me something that proves
      there is more than one of me!
    
    xxx Present something wrong xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
    x
    x Phoenix:
    x   *TAKE THAT!*
    x
    x Iris:
    x   ...
    x   Err, Mr. Wright...
    x
    x Iris:
    x   When you said there was
    x   "another me"...
    x
    x Iris:
    x   ...I was kind of expecting
    x   someone who looked like me.
    x   You know?
    x
    x Phoenix:
    x   I... I guess so...
    x
    x Iris:
    x   In that case, are you saying
    x   that I look like this person?
    x
    x Phoenix:
    x   Well, I can't say with 100%
    x   certainty, but...
    x
    x Iris:
    x   Can you show me something
    x   you are 100% certain about
    x   then...?
    x
    x Phoenix:
    x   (I really need to get to the
    x   bottom of this.)
    x
    x Phoenix:
    x   (Iris is determined to hide
    x   something from me.)
    x
    x Phoenix:
    x   (I can't drag it out of her
    x   unless I can show her some
    x   irrefutable evidence.)
    x
    x Iris:
    x   I'm sorry, Mr. Wright. I don't
    x   mean to be uncooperative,
    x   but...
    x
    x RETURN TO QUESTION
    x
    xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
    
    *Present Dahlia Hawthorne profile*
    
    Phoenix:
      *TAKE THAT!*
    
    Phoenix:
      I have a firm grasp of the
      situation now, Iris.
    
    Phoenix:
      You have a sister, don't you?
      A twin sister, perhaps?
    
    Iris:
      Ah!
    
    Phoenix:
      That's right.
      Dahlia Hawthorne.
      A woman I know only too well.
    
    Iris:
      ...
    
    Iris:
      I had no idea you knew of her.
      Very impressive, Mr. Wright.
    
    Iris:
      But...
      She's no longer...
    
    Phoenix:
      Yes, I know.
    
    Phoenix:
      Her sentence was carried
      out recently, wasn't it...?
    
    Iris:
      ...
    
    Phoenix:
      I'm sorry.
    
    Iris:
      Thank you.
    
    Phoenix:
      There's no need to explain
      now, is there Iris?
    
    Phoenix:
      This "second you" who was
      here at the temple on the
      night of the murder...
    
    Phoenix:
      ...it was your twin sister,
      Dahlia Hawthorne!
    
    Iris:
      B-But you just said it
      yourself a second ago!
    
    Iris:
      My sister's dead!
      Have you forgotten that?
    
    Phoenix:
      Have you forgotten this, Iris?
    
    Phoenix:
      This is a channeling dojo,
      a training ground of the
      Kurain Channeling Technique.
    
    Iris:
      ...!
    
    Phoenix:
      That night...
    
    Phoenix:
      ...someone channeled Dahlia's
      spirit. And you knew about it!
    
    Phoenix:
      And that's the secret you've
      been trying to hide from me!
    
    Iris:
      ...
    
    Iris:
      Aaaaaah!
    
    *1 LOCK BROKEN*
    
    *UNLOCK SUCCESSFUL*
    
    -------------------------------------------------------------------------------
    
    TALK (TO IRIS)
    --------------
    
    >>> The night of the crime >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
    >
    > Iris:
    >   I... I was in my room in the
    >   Main Hall that night.
    >
    > Iris:
    >   As soon as I heard that
    >   I'd been spotted at the
    >   Inner Temple, I knew.
    >
    > Iris:
    >   I knew it was my sister.
    >
    > Iris:
    >   Dahlia, the other half of me
    >   who... passed away last month.
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   (Just as I suspected.)
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   (The "Iris" that Sister Bikini
    >   saw at the Inner Temple on
    >   the night of the murder...)
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   (It was Dahlia Hawthorne!)
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   Why didn't you tell me this
    >   before!?
    >
    > Iris:
    >   B-Because...
    >
    > Iris:
    >   Because my sister always does
    >   the right thing.
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   Excuse me?
    >
    > Iris:
    >   And because I mustn't get in
    >   the way of what she's trying
    >   to do.
    >
    > Iris:
    >   I already betrayed her once
    >   before! I can't do it again!
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   You betrayed her?
    >   What do you mean?
    >
    > Iris:
    >   That's why I... I have to
    >   accept I may be found guilty.
    >   It's the only way.
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   (What is she talking about!?)
    >
    >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
    
    >>> The traitor >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
    >
    > Iris:
    >   You know about it, don't you,
    >   Mr. Wright?
    >
    > Iris:
    >   About the fake kidnapping
    >   that took place here on
    >   Eagle Mountain 11 years ago?
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   ...!
    >
    > Iris:
    >   That was the start of it all.
    >   It twisted her entire destiny.
    >
    > Iris:
    >   She started to commit crime
    >   after crime, and in the end,
    >   she... she lost her life.
    >
    > Iris:
    >   I-It's all because I
    >   betrayed her!
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   How did you betray her, Iris?
    >
    > Iris:
    >   It was no coincidence that
    >   Eagle Mountain is where the
    >   exchange was to take place.
    >
    > Iris:
    >   After all, I... I helped plan
    >   the whole thing.
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   What!?
    >
    > Iris:
    >   But I got scared, so I ran
    >   away.
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   What are you talking about!?
    >   Why would you help her!?
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   Stealing 2 million dollars...
    >   from your own father! That's
    >   awful!
    >
    > Iris:
    >   But I promised. I promised
    >   that I'd help.
    >
    > Iris:
    >   And...
    >
    > Iris:
    >   She didn't do it for the
    >   money.
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   Huh?
    >
    > Iris:
    >   It was revenge. On our
    >   father.
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   R-Revenge?
    >
    >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
    
    >>> Revenge >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   What do you mean by
    >   revenge...?
    >
    > Iris:
    >   He was a hideous man.
    >   He threw our mother away,
    >   and then sent her to Hell...
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   (Her mother? She must be
    >   talking about Morgan Fey...)
    >
    > Iris:
    >   Our mother was the eldest
    >   daughter of the main branch
    >   of the Fey family.
    >
    > Iris:
    >   The main family had a lot of
    >   influence in many business and
    >   political circles at the time.
    >
    > Iris:
    >   As the eldest daughter, our
    >   mother was set to inherit all
    >   of that as the next Master.
    >
    > Iris:
    >   That's the reason our father
    >   married our mother in the
    >   first place. For power.
    >
    > Iris:
    >   But his plan backfired.
    >
    > Iris:
    >   Because our mother's sister
    >   took it all from her. She took
    >   over as the Master of Kurain.
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   (That would be Misty Fey...
    >   Maya's mother.)
    >
    > Iris:
    >   But before long, the
    >   credibility of the Kurain
    >   Tradition hit rock bottom.
    >
    > Iris:
    >   The new Master, Mystic
    >   Misty Fey, made a terrible
    >   mistake...
    >
    > Iris:
    >   It was during the
    >   investigation of the
    >   DL-6 Incident.
    >
    > Iris:
    >   After that happened...
    >
    > Iris:
    >   ...our father took me and my
    >   twin sister away, leaving our
    >   mother and our home behind.
    >
    > Iris:
    >   He hated the place. He said it
    >   was a hick dive, and that he
    >   had no reason to stay there.
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   And that's when you came here
    >   to Hazakura Temple?
    >
    > Iris:
    >   Yes. The woman my father took
    >   as his next wife already had a
    >   daughter... Valerie.
    >
    > Iris:
    >   I... I had no place in his
    >   new family, you see.
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   Oh...
    >
    > Iris:
    >   And I haven't seen my mother
    >   once since then.
    >
    > Iris:
    >   Having the Master's seat
    >   stolen from her, and being
    >   rejected by her own family...
    >
    > Iris:
    >   I've heard she's been very
    >   battered, spiritually and
    >   emotionally.
    >
    >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
    
    --------------------------------------------
    
    *AFTER TALKING TO IRIS*
    
    Phoenix:
      (I think I'm finally beginning
      to see how the pieces fit
      together...)
    
    von Karma:
      ...I have asked her everything
      I can in my capacity as a
      prosecutor.
    
    von Karma:
      This incident...
    
    von Karma:
      Everything related to it
      goes back to the history
      of the Fey clan.
    
    Phoenix:
      ...That's what it looks like.
    
    Phoenix:
      Iris... There's just one more
      thing I want you to tell me.
    
    Iris:
      What is it...?
    
    Phoenix:
      During the incident in which
      your sister, Dahlia Hawthorne,
      poisoned a lawyer...
    
    Phoenix:
      ...she began relations with a
      certain college student
      in order to hide the evidence.
    
    Phoenix:
      That college student...
      Have you heard anything
      about him...?
    
    Iris:
      ...
    
    Iris:
      Well...
      I did hear one thing...
    
    Iris:
      She said she hated his guts.
    
    Phoenix:
      ...
    
    Phoenix:
      ...I see.
      Thank you for your help.
    
    Iris:
      You're welcome...
    
    von Karma:
      Hurry up, Phoenix Wright!
      There is still much to
      investigate!
    
    Iris:
      Leave these locks to me.
      I'll open them for you, I
      promise.
    
    Phoenix:
      Thank you.
      (I suppose I'd better
      continue my investigation.)
    
    Phoenix:
      (There's still one giant
      secret left to unlock...)
    
    Phoenix:
      (Pearls's Psyche-Lock...)
    
    MOVE TO: "Heavenly Hall"
    
    -------------------------------------------------------------------------------
    
    February 9
    Heavenly Hall
    
    Phoenix:
      (Look at that! They really
      did make a fire, right in
      front of the shack...)
    
    Pearl:
      Oh! Mr. Nick!
    
    Butz:
      Hah!
      You're too late, Nick!
    
    Butz:
      If you came here for one of
      our potatoes, we've already
      polished them all off!
    
    Phoenix:
      (I think I've pretty much got
      all the evidence I need.)
    
    Phoenix:
      (Now I just need to find out
      what Pearls is hiding.)
    
    -------------------------------------------------------------------------------
    
    *Present Magatama*
    
    Phoenix:
      *TAKE THAT!*
    
    *5 PSYCHE-LOCKS*
    
    -- The Night of the Crime --
    
    Phoenix:
      After dinner on the night of
      the murder...
    
    Phoenix:
      ...you were supposed to be in
      Elise Deauxnim's room, reading
      a book together, correct?
    
    Pearl:
      Yes! I was so happy when she
      invited me!
    
    Pearl:
      But...
    
    Pearl:
      I didn't go in the end.
    
    Phoenix:
      You didn't go...?
    
    Pearl:
      ...
    
    Pearl:
      No. There was somewhere else
      I had to go instead.
    
    Pearl:
      I was so worried, I... I had
      to go.
    
    Pearl:
      I didn't know what to do with
      myself. I was so nervous.
    
    Phoenix:
      (So Pearls never went to
      Ms. Deauxnim's room...)
    
    Phoenix:
      (Because she was too worried
      about something or someone
      else...)
    
    Phoenix:
      ...Pearls.
    
    Phoenix:
      On the night of the murder,
      you went to this place, didn't
      you...?
    
    *** Present anywhere else ******************
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   *TAKE THAT!*
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   You went here, didn't you
    *   Pearls?
    *
    * Pearl:
    *   ...
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   (Looks like she's still not
    *   going to open up to me.)
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   This is where you went
    *   because you were so worried,
    *   right?
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   Then the next question is,
    *   "Who or what were you so
    *   worried about?"
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   Now, I'm going to take a
    *   guess, and you can tell me
    *   if I'm right or wrong, OK?
    *
    * Pearl:
    *   Y-You mean you know!?
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   If I'm right, will you tell me
    *   the whole truth?
    *
    * Pearl:
    *   ...
    *   O-OK...
    *
    * Phoenix:
    *   You went to this place for
    *   one very simple reason, and
    *   that is this:
    *
    * xxx Present anything xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
    * x
    * x Phoenix:
    * x   *TAKE THAT!*
    * x
    * x Phoenix:
    * x   Well Pearls? This is what you
    * x   were worrying about, right?
    * x
    * x Pearl:
    * x   ...
    * x
    * x Pearl:
    * x   There's something I'm worrying
    * x   about right now, actually.
    * x
    * x Phoenix:
    * x   What's that?
    * x
    * x Pearl:
    * x   You, Mr. Nick.
    * x   Your face has turned a really
    * x   strange color.
    * x
    * x Phoenix:
    * x   Huh?
    * x
    * x Pearl:
    * x   You shouldn't work so hard,
    * x   you know. You need to take
    * x   a break once in a while.
    * x
    * x Phoenix:
    * x   (...Being chided by a 9 year
    * x   old. How embarrassing...)
    * x
    * x Phoenix:
    * x   (But there's really only one
    * x   thing Pearls could have been
    * x   worried about that night.)
    * x
    * x Phoenix:
    * x   (She must have been worried
    * x   about "her". There's no one
    * x   else it could be.)
    * x
    * x Pearl:
    * x   I'll go get some sheets to
    * x   make up a bed for you.
    * x
    * x Phoenix:
    * x   No, no, it's OK! I'll die of
    * x   pneumonia if I nap in a
    * x   drafty little shack like this!
    * x
    * x Phoenix:
    * x   (I guess I'm going to have to
    * x   think this through one more
    * x   time from the very beginning.)
    * x
    * xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
    *
    * RETURN TO QUESTION
    *
    ********************************************
    
    *Present Inner Temple*
    
    Phoenix:
      *TAKE THAT!*
    
    Phoenix:
      You went here, didn't you
      Pearls?
    
    Pearl:
      ...
    
    Phoenix:
      (Looks like she's still not
      going to open up to me.)
    
    Phoenix:
      This is where you went
      because you were so worried,
      right?
    
    Phoenix:
      Then the next question is,
      "Who or what were you so
      worried about?"
    
    Phoenix:
      Now, I'm going to take a
      guess, and you can tell me
      if I'm right or wrong, OK?
    
    Pearl:
      Y-You mean you know!?
    
    Phoenix:
      If I'm right, will you tell me
      the whole truth?
    
    Pearl:
      ...
      O-OK...
    
    Phoenix:
      You went to this place for
      one very simple reason, and
      that is this:
    
    xxx Present something wrong xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
    x
    x Phoenix:
    x   *TAKE THAT!*
    x
    x Phoenix:
    x   Well Pearls? This is what you
    x   were worrying about, right?
    x
    x Pearl:
    x   ...
    x
    x Pearl:
    x   There's something I'm worrying
    x   about right now, actually.
    x
    x Phoenix:
    x   What's that?
    x
    x Pearl:
    x   You, Mr. Nick.
    x   Your face has turned a really
    x   strange color.
    x
    x Phoenix:
    x   Huh?
    x
    x Pearl:
    x   You shouldn't work so hard,
    x   you know. You need to take
    x   a break once in a while.
    x
    x Phoenix:
    x   (...Being chided by a 9 year
    x   old. How embarrassing...)
    x
    x Phoenix:
    x   (But there's really only one
    x   thing Pearls could have been
    x   worried about that night.)
    x
    x Phoenix:
    x   (She must have been worried
    x   about "her". There's no one
    x   else it could be.)
    x
    x Pearl:
    x   I'll go get some sheets to
    x   make up a bed for you.
    x
    x Phoenix:
    x   No, no, it's OK! I'll die of
    x   pneumonia if I nap in a
    x   drafty little shack like this!
    x
    x Phoenix:
    x   (I guess I'm going to have to
    x   think this through one more
    x   time from the very beginning.)
    x
    x RETURN TO THE FIRST QUESTION
    x
    xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
    
    *Present Maya Fey profile*
    
    Phoenix:
      *TAKE THAT!*
    
    Phoenix:
      It's obvious what you were so
      worried about, Pearls.
    
    Phoenix:
      It was Maya, wasn't it?
    
    Pearl:
      Ah!
    
    Phoenix:
      You knew the training Maya
      was undertaking was dangerous.
    
    Phoenix:
      After all, it was the Special
      Course.
    
    Pearl:
      ...
    
    --------------------------------------------
    
    Maya:
      I signed up for your
      "Special Course"!
    
    Bikini:
      Well, my, my, my.
      Quite brave of you
      considering how cold it is!
    
    Bikini:
      Young people can be so
      reckless with their health!
    
    Bikini:
      Don't blame me if you become
      one with those you channel.
      Wa ha ha! Ho ho ho!
    
    --------------------------------------------
    
    Phoenix:
      Sister Bikini scared you with
      what she said, didn't she?
    
    Phoenix:
      And because it was you who
      introduced Hazakura Temple
      to Maya in the first place...
    
    Phoenix:
      ...you felt responsible,
      didn't you?
    
    Pearl:
      ...
    
    Pearl:
      Thinking about what could
      happen to Mystic Maya made
      me more and more worried...
    
    Pearl:
      I couldn't sit still at all.
    
    Pearl:
      That's why I decided to go
      and find out how she was
      doing at the Inner Temple.
    
    *1 LOCK BROKEN*
    
    Phoenix:
      Then we're clear now that you
      went to the Inner Temple that
      night, Pearls.
    
    Phoenix:
      What's not clear is what
      happened after that...
    
    Pearl:
      Unngh...
    
    Phoenix:
      About what time was it when
      you headed over to the Inner
      Temple?
    
    Pearl:
      Um... It was probably around
      9:30 when I left the Main
      Hall.
    
    Pearl:
      I heard the real training was
      supposed to start at 10.
    
    Pearl:
      I wanted to get there before
      it started.
    
    Pearl:
      But there was so much snow,
      so I didn't get there until
      after 10 o'clock.
    
    Phoenix:
      Until after 10?
      How did you know what
      time it was?
    
    Pearl:
      Because I heard the bell
      ringing for lights out.
    
    Phoenix:
      (She heard the lights out
      bell...?)
    
    Phoenix:
      The Hazakura Temple bell's
      pretty small though, isn't it?
    
    Phoenix:
      You must have really good
      hearing.
    
    Pearl:
      I... I was really trying to
      pick up the sound of that
      bell, that's all.
    
    Pearl:
      I didn't want to miss it.
      That would be terrible.
    
    Phoenix:
      (She was trying to hear the
      bell...?)
    
    Phoenix:
      Tell me, Pearls...
    
    Phoenix:
      Why were you so worried about
      hearing that bell?
    
    Pearl:
      Huh!?
      Oh! I...
    
    Phoenix:
      I think I know why. The reason
      you were so worried about that
      bell was because of this:
    
    xxx Present something wrong xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
    x
    x Phoenix:
    x   *TAKE THAT!*
    x
    x Pearl:
    x   ...
    x
    x Pearl:
    x   You know, Mr. Nick, I think
    x   you should take a break now.
    x
    x Phoenix:
    x   Huh?
    x
    x Pearl:
    x   Even your hair's starting to
    x   look a bit tired. The spikes
    x   aren't looking so sharp.
    x
    x Phoenix:
    x   (Looks like picking this piece
    x   of evidence wasn't so sharp
    x   of me, either.)
    x
    x Phoenix:
    x   ...A-Anyway!
    x
    x Phoenix:
    x   You said you couldn't afford
    x   to miss the sound of the
    x   lights out bell...
    x
    x RETURN TO QUESTION
    x
    xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
    
    *Present Burnt Letter*
    
    Phoenix:
      *TAKE THAT!*
    
    Phoenix:
      You were given some
      instructions to follow for
      that night, weren't you?
    
    Pearl:
      ...!
    
    Phoenix:
      I presume you recognize these
      pieces of paper?
    
    Pearl:
      Aaaaah!
      Wh-Where did you...?
    
    Phoenix:
      In the incinerator at the
      Inner Temple.
    
    Phoenix:
      Pearls...
    
    Phoenix:
      You were following the
      instructions in this letter
      that night, weren't you?
    
    Phoenix:
      That's why you couldn't
      afford to miss the sound of
      the lights out bell.
    
    Pearl:
      I... I'm speechless, Mr. Nick!
      You're amazing!
    
    *1 LOCK BROKEN*
    
    Phoenix:
      These instructions that were
      found in the incinerator...
    
    Phoenix:
      I believe they were written
      for you, Pearls.
    
    Pearl:
      For me!? I... No...
    
    Phoenix:
      As you can see, a large
      portion has been burnt...
    
    Phoenix:
      But the last section is still
      fairly legible.
    
    Phoenix:
      "As soon as you hear the
      lights out bell, you must
      channel her spirit."
    
    Pearl:
      ...
    
    Phoenix:
      Who was it, Pearls? Whose
      spirit were you supposed to
      be channeling?
    
    Pearl:
      Nngh...
    
    Phoenix:
      (Taking into account the
      author of the note, and their
      purpose for writing it...)
    
    Phoenix:
      (...whose spirit would Pearls
      have been trying to channel?)
    
    Phoenix:
      (Don't over-think it, Phoenix!
      It's pretty obvious who Pearls
      was supposed to channel...)
    
    Phoenix:
      The person you were trying to
      channel that night, Pearls,
      was...
    
    xxx Present something wrong xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
    x
    x Phoenix:
    x   *TAKE THAT!*
    x
    x Phoenix:
    x   Well, Pearls? Am I right?
    x
    x Pearl:
    x   I... I can't channel anyone
    x   anymore.
    x
    x Pearl:
    x   A spirit medium who can't
    x   channel spirits... is like a
    x   painter who can't paint.
    x
    x Phoenix:
    x   (Poor kid. It's really
    x   getting her down.)
    x
    x Pearl:
    x   But... I have never channeled
    x   that person's spirit!
    x
    x Phoenix:
    x   (I should have all the
    x   evidence I need, so what
    x   am I not getting here...?)
    x
    x RETURN TO QUESTION
    x
    xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
    
    *Present Dahlia Hawthorne profile*
    
    Phoenix:
      *TAKE THAT!*
    
    Phoenix:
      It was Dahlia Hawthorne,
      wasn't it? That was the name
      that was in the letter.
    
    Pearl:
      Ah!
    
    *1 LOCK BROKEN*
    
    Phoenix:
      (It's just as I suspected...)
    
    Phoenix:
      (It wasn't Iris who Sister
      Bikini met at the Inner Temple
      that night...)
    
    Phoenix:
      (It was Dahlia Hawthorne!)
    
    Phoenix:
      Do you know anything about
      her, Pearls?
    
    Phoenix:
      Do you know what kind of a
      woman Dahlia Hawthorne was?
    
    Pearl:
      Umm... no.
    
    Pearl:
      I've never heard of anyone
      by that name before reading
      those instructions...
    
    Phoenix:
      (I thought so.
      Pearls doesn't have a clue.)
    
    Phoenix:
      (She doesn't know that Dahlia
      is her sister...)
    
    Phoenix:
      About the instructions in the
      letter I found, Pearls...
    
    Phoenix:
      Who wrote them?
    
    Pearl:
      Umm...
    
    Phoenix:
      Whoever it was asked you to
      channel the spirit of someone
      you'd never heard of...
    
    Phoenix:
      You must have quite a lot of
      respect for them.
    
    Pearl:
      ...
    
    Phoenix:
      After all, you followed their
      instructions without question.
    
    Phoenix:
      So here's my next question.
    
    Phoenix:
      Who wrote this set of
      instructions for you to
      follow...?
    
    xxx Present something wrong xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
    x
    x Phoenix:
    x   *TAKE THAT!*
    x
    x Phoenix:
    x   This is the person who
    x   wrote the instructions,
    x   isn't it Pearls?
    x
    x Phoenix:
    x   You must have had a lot of
    x   faith in them to follow their
    x   instructions to a tee!
    x
    x Pearl:
    x   ...
    x   I...
    x
    x Pearl:
    x   I had a lot of faith... in
    x   you, Mr. Nick.
    x
    x Phoenix:
    x   Oh! Thanks!
    x
    x Pearl:
    x   But...
    x
    x Pearl:
    x   ...I don't think I can trust
    x   you anymore.
    x
    x Phoenix:
    x   (Ouch... Pearls sure can be
    x   blunt when she wants to be...)
    x
    x Phoenix:
    x   (Alright now, think! Someone
    x   who Pearls would trust, no
    x   questions asked...)
    x
    x Phoenix:
    x   (There can't be many
    x   candidates for that post.)
    x
    x RETURN TO QUESTION
    x
    xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
    
    *Present Morgan Fey profile*
    
    Phoenix:
      *TAKE THAT!*
    
    Phoenix:
      Pearls...
    
    Phoenix:
      I have to wonder about
      something...
    
    Phoenix:
      You didn't have any idea what
      these instructions meant, did
      you?
    
    Pearl:
      ...*ba-dump*
    
    Phoenix:
      But you followed them to the
      letter regardless.
    
    Phoenix:
      Why? Because it was your
      own mother who asked you.
      That's why.
    
    Pearl:
      H-How did you...?
    
    Phoenix:
      I figured it out.
    
    Phoenix:
      The person who wrote you this
      letter was your own mother,
      Morgan Fey!
    
    Pearl:
      Uh...
    
    Pearl:
      Waaaaaaaah!
    
    *1 LOCK BROKEN*
    
    Phoenix:
      Alright, Pearls! It's time you
      started telling me the truth.
    
    Pearl:
      M-M-Mr. N-Nick...
      I-I-I...
    
    Phoenix:
      (Why's she holding back from
      me? I don't like this...)
    
    Pearl:
      D-D-Don't underestimate m-me,
      j-just because I'm a ch-child!
    
    Phoenix:
      Huh?
    
    Pearl:
      If you're trying to say I
      followed these instructions...
    
    Pearl:
      I'd l-like to see some proof!
    
    Phoenix:
      Whaaaat!?
    
    Pearl:
      Because... I...
      I d-don't think y-y-you
      have a-a-any!
    
    Phoenix:
      Nnnnnngh...
    
    Phoenix:
      (She'd say anything rather
      than admit to carrying out
      those instructions...)
    
    Phoenix:
      (I guess I'll have to produce
      some more evidence, then. One
      more thing should do it.)
    
    Phoenix:
      ...Alright, Pearls.
    
    Phoenix:
      We both know someone carried
      out these instructions on the
      night of the murder.
    
    Phoenix:
      But you're right. There's no
      evidence that proves it was
      you.
    
    Pearl:
      I-I-I knew it!
    
    Phoenix:
      However...
    
    Phoenix:
      I do know that whoever did
      it was a child.
    
    Pearl:
      Huh?
      H-How do you know that!?
    
    Phoenix:
      It couldn't have been an
      adult...
    
    Phoenix:
      No adult would've made a
      simple mistake like that.
    
    Pearl:
      A... simple mistake? What
      do you mean by that?
    
    Phoenix:
      I'm sure you thought you
      were carefully following the
      instructions you'd been given.
    
    Phoenix:
      But you misunderstood some
      of the words, and this is the
      evidence that proves it!
    
    xxx Present something wrong xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
    x
    x Phoenix:
    x   *TAKE THAT!*
    x
    x Phoenix:
    x   This shows the mistake
    x   you made!
    x
    x Pearl:
    x   ...
    x
    x Pearl:
    x   Umm...
    x
    x Pearl:
    x   I guess you know what I'm
    x   about to say, huh?
    x
    x Pearl:
    x   I don't think it's me who made
    x   a mistake, Mr. Nick. It's you.
    x
    x Phoenix:
    x   (But the person who read these
    x   instructions must have been
    x   a child.)
    x
    x Phoenix:
    x   (That's why they misunderstood
    x   the meaning of that word...)
    x
    x Phoenix:
    x   (It's the only explanation for
    x   how such a simple mistake
    x   could've been made!)
    x
    x Phoenix:
    x   OK, Pearls. I'll go over it
    x   again. The person who read
    x   these instructions...
    x
    x RETURN TO QUESTION
    x
    xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
    
    *Present Hanging Scroll*
    
    Phoenix:
      *TAKE THAT!*
    
    Phoenix:
      It was you who splattered
      gravy on this hanging scroll,
      wasn't it?
    
    Pearl:
      Ah!
    
    Pearl:
      Wh-What!?
      Wh-Why would I d-do
      something like...?
    
    Phoenix:
      Do you remember what was
      written in that letter?
    
    Phoenix:
      "Gravely roast the Master in
      the fires of Hades and bring
      our vengeance to fruition."
    
    Phoenix:
      But you didn't know how to
      read the words "gravely" and
      "roast" among others, right?
    
    Pearl:
      H-How do you know that!?
    
    Phoenix:
      Remember the conversation
      you had with Ms. Deauxnim on
      the night of the murder...?
    
    --------------------------------------------
    
    Elise:
      Perhaps we can read some
      books together.
    
    Pearl:
      R-Really!?
      I'd love to!
    
    Pearl:
      I, umm...
      I'm not very good at reading.
    
    Elise:
      Ha ha ha.
      Well then, would you like to
      practice reading with me?
    
    Pearl:
      Um, Ms. Elise?
      So, for example, how do you
      read this?
    
    Elise:
      It says, "gravely"...
      That's kind of a tough word.
    
    --------------------------------------------
    
    Phoenix:
      Sure, Ms. Deauxnim taught you
      how to read "gravely" and
      "roast".
    
    Phoenix:
      But what she didn't teach
      you...
    
    Phoenix:
      ...is what they meant!
    
    Pearl:
      "Gravely" sounded like "gravy"
      to me, and the only "roast" I
      could think of was the food...
    
    Phoenix:
      And that's why you did it...
    
    Phoenix:
      That's why you covered the
      picture of the Master in gravy
      from that night's pot roast.
    
    Pearl:
      ...
      To be honest...
    
    Pearl:
      I did think it was a bit
      strange.
    
    Pearl:
      I guess I really did get
      the wrong idea...
    
    Phoenix:
      Just a tiny bit.
    
    Pearl:
      I... I really am useless!
    
    Pearl:
      I didn't even manage to burn
      the letter properly as my
      mother had asked of me...
    
    Pearl:
      Such a simple thing...
      And I couldn't even do
      it right...
    
    *1 LOCK BROKEN*
    
    *UNLOCK SUCCESSFUL*
    
    -------------------------------------------------------------------------------
    
    TALK (TO PEARL)
    ---------------
    
    >>> The night of the crime >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
    >
    > Pearl:
    >   I... After dinner that night,
    >   I did go to the Inner Temple.
    >
    > Pearl:
    >   With a pot full of the
    >   leftover gravy.
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   The gravy?
    >
    > Pearl:
    >   I saw the picture on the
    >   hanging scroll near the
    >   Sacred Cavern.
    >
    > Pearl:
    >   I was sure it was the Master
    >   of Kurain, like it said in
    >   the letter.
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   I see. And then?
    >
    > Pearl:
    >   Well, it was already way past
    >   10 when I got there because
    >   of all the snow.
    >
    > Pearl:
    >   So I went to the Inner Temple
    >   guest area.
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   The guest area?
    >
    > Pearl:
    >   Yes. I thought I could wait
    >   there until the training was
    >   over.
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   Why didn't you just go to the
    >   Training Hall?
    >
    > Pearl:
    >   Because Mystic Maya's main
    >   training had already started,
    >   and I couldn't interrupt it!
    >
    > Pearl:
    >   So I just stayed where I was
    >   and prayed for her to get
    >   through it.
    >
    > Pearl:
    >   But then... I...
    >   ...
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   Pearls, did you fall asleep?
    >
    > Pearl:
    >   I'm sorry! I didn't mean to!
    >   I just couldn't help it!
    >
    > Butz:
    >   Hey, don't worry about it,
    >   Pearl! Who cares if you fell
    >   asleep?
    >
    > Butz:
    >   I fell asleep waiting for
    >   Iris, too. It happens.
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   Anyway... Then you found
    >   yourself trapped at the Inner
    >   Temple?
    >
    > Pearl:
    >   Yes. When I woke up, it was
    <   morning. I tried not to cry,
    >   but...
    >
    > Pearl:
    >   ...Dusky Bridge wasn't there
    >   anymore and there was no one
    >   in the Training Hall.
    >
    > Pearl:
    >   I thought everyone had left
    >   me because I overslept!
    >
    > Pearl:
    >   I threw the letter into the
    >   incinerator, then I heated
    >   up the leftover gravy, and...
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   (And let off some steam by
    >   chucking the gravy on the
    >   scroll while you cried...?)
    >
    > Butz:
    >   It must've been pretty scary
    >   for you, Pearl.
    >
    > Butz:
    >   I know what it's like. Nick
    >   used to leave me behind when I
    >   fell asleep at school, too.
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   Don't equate something so
    >   trivial with her experience,
    >   Larry.
    >
    >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
    
    >>> Lost powers >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
    >
    > Pearl:
    >   It was written right in my
    >   mother's letter.
    >
    > Pearl:
    >   It said, "As soon as you hear
    >   the lights out bell, you must
    >   channel her spirit."
    >
    > Pearl:
    >   I was on my way over to the
    >   Inner Temple when I heard the
    >   bell ring.
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   So you channeled Dahlia
    >   Hawthorne's spirit?
    >
    > Pearl:
    >   No...
    >
    > Pearl:
    >   I tried, but I couldn't do it!
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   You couldn't do it...?
    >
    > Pearl:
    >   I've never failed at
    >   channeling someone. This is
    >   the first time it's happened.
    >
    > Pearl:
    >   I tried and I tried and I
    >   tried...
    >
    > Pearl:
    >   Yesterday, this morning, the
    >   whole time!
    >
    > Pearl:
    >   But I just couldn't do it...!
    >
    > Butz:
    >   D-Don't let it get you down,
    >   Pearl. It'll all work out.
    >
    > Butz:
    >   If you want, I'll come flying
    >   through the sky for you!
    >   Whooosh! Just like that!
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   (So she never managed to
    >   channel the spirit...)
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   Is that why you think your
    >   spiritual powers are gone?
    >
    > Pearl:
    >   Yes. I... I don't know what to
    >   do...
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   Isn't there any other
    >   explanation for why you
    >   couldn't channel a spirit?
    >
    > Pearl:
    >   ...
    >
    > Pearl:
    >   I suppose there's one other
    >   possibility. It's not very
    >   likely, though...
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   Could you please tell me what
    >   it is anyway?
    >
    > Pearl:
    >   It could happen if someone
    >   else was already channeling
    >   the same spirit.
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   Someone else? What do you
    >   mean?
    >
    > Pearl:
    >   Well there's only one of each
    >   spirit, right...?
    >
    > Butz:
    >   Yup, it's like dating a girl,
    >   Nick. You can't see a hot
    >   chick if she's already taken!
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   (Then that would mean on
    >   the night of the murder...)
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   (...someone else channeled her
    >   spirit before Pearls could.)
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   (Someone else channeled the
    >   spirit of Dahlia Hawthorne!)
    >
    > Pearl:
    >   I'm a failure.
    >
    > Pearl:
    >   I couldn't even grant my
    >   mother's final wish...
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   Her "final wish"...?
    >
    > Pearl:
    >   Yes. This letter.
    >
    > Pearl:
    >   "This is my last wish," she
    >   said.
    >
    > Pearl:
    >   "So make sure you follow the
    >   instructions carefully."
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   (Hmm... This letter...)
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   (I definitely need to find out
    >   more about it.)
    >
    >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
    
    >>> Morgan's letter >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
    >
    > Pearl:
    >   My mother has gone to a place
    >   called a "penitentiary".
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   Yeah... I know, Pearls.
    >
    > Pearl:
    >   I visit her every month...
    >
    > Pearl:
    >   And last month, she told me...
    >
    > --------------------------------------------
    >
    > Morgan:
    >   The time we've been waiting
    >   for has come, Pearl.
    >
    > Morgan:
    >   There's something I need you
    >   to do for me.
    >
    > Morgan:
    >   I hid a letter for you at our
    >   home before they brought me
    >   here.
    >
    > Morgan:
    >   I want you to read it, and do
    >   exactly what it says.
    >
    > Morgan:
    >   It's for the good of the Fey
    >   clan, my angel. You'll be
    >   doing a great thing.
    >
    > Morgan:
    >   Now, listen carefully, and
    >   I'll tell you where the
    >   letter's hidden...
    >
    > --------------------------------------------
    >
    > Pearl:
    >   My mother is always nice to
    >   me... I love her very much!
    >
    > Butz:
    >   Yeah. Moms will do anything
    >   for their kids, right?
    >
    > Pearl:
    >   She said it was for the good
    >   of the Fey clan, so I knew I
    >   had to help her.
    >
    > Pearl:
    >   I mean, Mystic Maya's part of
    >   the Fey clan, so it had to be
    >   good for her, too.
    >
    > Pearl:
    >   That's right, isn't it,
    >   Mr. Nick?
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   I-I guess so, yeah...
    >
    > Pearl:
    >   There was a picture with her
    >   letter, too.
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   A picture?
    >
    > Pearl:
    >   Of Ms. Dahlia Hawthorne.
    >
    > Pearl:
    >   Usually, a picture is enough
    >   to channel someone's spirit,
    >   but this time...
    >
    > Butz:
    >   ...Pretty weird, huh?
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   (Like Larry knows anything
    >   about this stuff!)
    >
    > Pearl:
    >   There's something else that
    >   was strange about my
    >   mother's letter...
    >
    > Pearl:
    >   The seal on it was broken, as
    >   if someone had already opened
    >   it once before.
    >
    > Butz:
    >   ...That sure is pretty
    >   strange.
    >
    > Phoenix:
    >   (Someone had opened it
    >   already?)
    >
    > *Burnt Letter updated in the
    > Court Record.*
    >
    >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
    
    --------------------------------------------
    
    *AFTER TALKING TO PEARL*
    
    Phoenix:
      Thanks, Pearls.
      You really helped me out.
    
    Pearl:
      You're very welcome!
    
    Pearl:
      My mother is watching
      over us!
    
    Pearl:
      So I'm sure Mystic Maya
      will be alright!
    
    Phoenix:
      ...
      (Look at that innocent smile
      on her face.)
    
    Phoenix:
      (What am I supposed to say
      to her?)
    
    ? ? ?:
      Ha...!
    
    Godot:
      Finally figured it out, have
      you, Trite?
    
    Godot:
      You've finally realized how
      terrible of a crime being
      painfully oblivious is.
    
    Phoenix:
      G-Godot!
    
    Godot:
      The entrance to the Sacred
      Cavern looks like a freaking
      puzzle workshop.
    
    Phoenix:
      (I guess he's talking about
      Iris and the lock-breaking
      effort...)
    
    Godot:
      ...But it's all a waste
      of time.
    
    Phoenix:
      W-Why do you say that?
    
    Godot:
      Because Maya Fey isn't coming
      back.
    
    Phoenix:
      What?
    
    Phoenix:
      You don't know what you're
      talking about! How can you say
      something like that?
    
    Godot:
      It was your job to protect
      her, Trite.
    
    Godot:
      Just like it was your job to
      protect Mia Fey...
    
    Godot:
      Two sisters, caught up in the
      worst circumstances.
    
    Phoenix:
      I... I realize that, but...
    
    Godot:
      And you were the only one
      who was by their sides.
    
    Godot:
      You were the only one who
      could have saved them.
    
    Phoenix:
      But I didn't know anything
      about what was going on!
    
    Godot:
      Ha...!
      What did I just say, Trite?
    
    Godot:
      Being oblivious is a heinous
      crime in itself.
    
    Phoenix:
      ...!
    
    Godot:
      Tomorrow...
    
    Godot:
      We'll settle everything in
      court tomorrow.
      ...Once and for all.
    
    --------------------------------------------
    
    Pearl:
      M-Mr. Nick...
    
    Pearl:
      Is... Is what that man just
      said true?
    
    Phoenix:
      It'll be alright, Pearls.
    
    Phoenix:
      I'm sure Maya's alive.
      You'll see for yourself
      tomorrow!
    
    Pearl:
      I... Yeah! That's right!
    
    Pearl:
      I know I can trust you,
      Mr. Nick!
    
    -------------------------------------------------------------------------------
    
    Morgan:
         ...My dear Pearl...
    
    Morgan:
      ...You've done so well, my
                 child. My Pearl...
    
    Morgan:
      ...It's better that you don't
                 know...
    
    Morgan:
      ...I knew this day would come
                    for you...
    
    Morgan:
      ...The blood of the main
           family is no more...
    
    Morgan:
      ...Now you... You are to take
             the place at the head
          of the Fey clan...
    
    Morgan:
      ...My last, great wish...
               It seems I was
                     just in time...
    
    
                                                 To be continued.
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                                    Part 4-1: Trial                          [0457]
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    ŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻ
    February 10, 9:39 AM
    District Court
    Defendant Lobby No. 1
    
    Pearl:
      Good morning!
      ...Oh? Are you by yourself?
    
    Phoenix:
      Ah... Morning, Pearls.
    
    Pearl:
      M-Mr. Nick! Please tell me!
      What's going to happen to
      Mystic Maya?
    
    Phoenix:
      I'm sorry...
      We don't know yet.
    
    Phoenix:
      The investigation is still
      going on, so I wasn't allowed
      into the Inner Temple.
    
    Pearl:
      Oh, I see...
    
    Pearl:
      So is Sister Iris still trying
      to remove those trick locks
      in the Training Hall?
    
    Phoenix:
      No... She's the defendant
      in this case, so she can't
      be at the Inner Temple.
    
    Phoenix:
      She's required to be
      here in court.
    
    Pearl:
      Um... Then...
      How come she's not here
      in the defendant's lobby?
    
    Phoenix:
      (I have to admit it's
      kinda strange...)
    
    ? ? ?:
      ...If you're looking for Iris,
      she's in the prosecutor's
      lobby.
    
    Phoenix:
      ...Ed-Edgeworth.
    
    Phoenix:
      What's Iris doing over there?
    
    Edgeworth:
      She's going over today's
      testimony with the prosecutor
      as we speak.
    
    Phoenix:
      Today's testimony...?
    
    Edgeworth:
      You heard me...
    
    Edgeworth:
      Iris is going to be
      testifying as a witness
      for the prosecution.
    
    Phoenix:
      Wait, what!?
    
    Edgeworth:
      The prosecutor is squeezing
      her for a confession.
      ...Or so I heard.
    
    Phoenix:
      (Franziska von Karma...
      What are you up to...?)
    
    Edgeworth:
      I know what you're thinking,
      but Franziska isn't going to
      be the prosecutor today.
    
    Phoenix:
      What...!?
      Then who is?
    
    Edgeworth:
      Who else would it be but
      Godot?
    
    Phoenix:
      G-Godot...
    
    Edgeworth:
      ...Franziska is engaged in
      some important work at
      the Sacred Cavern.
    
    Pearl:
      The Sacred Cavern...?
      You don't mean that she's...
    
    Edgeworth:
      Exactly.
    
    Edgeworth:
      She has been out there all
      night, trying to remove those
      trick locks.
    
    Edgeworth:
      With the head nun's
      assistance, naturally.
    
    Edgeworth:
      We estimate that the last of
      the locks should be taken
      care of in about three hours.
    
    Edgeworth:
      I hope everything continues to
      go smoothly and we receive
      some good news soon.
    
    Phoenix:
      Yeah... Thanks, Edgeworth.
    
    Edgeworth:
      Prosecutor Godot intends to
      nail this case shut today.
    
    Edgeworth:
      Be prepared to fight
      like there's no tomorrow!
    
    Phoenix:
      ...You don't have to tell
      me that.
    
    Edgeworth:
      I know.
      I can already see it in
      your eyes.
    
    Edgeworth:
      You're not the same
      fever-ridden, frantic maniac
      you were yesterday.
    
    Phoenix:
      It's strange... On the way
      here, I decided that today
      would be the end of all this.
    
    Phoenix:
      Almost immediately after I
      made that decision, I felt
      myself getting stronger.
    
    Edgeworth:
      Interesting...
    
    Edgeworth:
      Maybe you've passed your
      cold onto someone else,
      literally.
    
    Edgeworth:
      And with that...
    
    Edgeworth:
      I leave the rest in your
      capable hands... partner.
    
    Phoenix:
      Thanks...
    
    --------------------------------------------
    
    Phoenix:
      (...I still don't have answers
      for most of the riddles
      plaguing this case.)
    
    Phoenix:
      (The circumstances around the
      murder of Ms. Elise Deauxnim,
      no, I mean Ms. Misty Fey...)
    
    Phoenix:
      (The impossible flight Larry
      claims to have seen...)
    
    Phoenix:
      (And... What that woman is
      really after...)
    
    Phoenix:
      I will solve them all and
      bring this whole tragedy
      to an end!
    
    -------------------------------------------------------------------------------
    
    February 10, 10:00 AM
    District Court
    Courtroom No. 7
    
    Judge:
      Court is now in session
      for the trial of Iris of
      Hazakura Temple.
    
    Godot:
      ...
    
    Phoenix:
      ...
    
    Phoenix:
      Umm... Your Honor...?
      Wh-What are you...?
    
    Judge:
      Who? Me?
    
    Judge:
      Well, my little brother came
      to visit me in my chambers
      earlier this morning.
    
    Judge:
      All of a sudden, in the blink
      of an eye, he developed a
      scorching fever and fainted!
    
    Judge:
      Therefore, I'll be standing
      in for him.
    
    Phoenix:
      I-I see, Your Honor...
      (So they're brothers!
      That explains a lot...)
    
    Judge:
      My poor brother. He looked a
      bit pale, not to mention sad
      that he couldn't be here.
    
    Godot:
      It is impossible to predict
      what the future has in store
      for any of us.
    
    Godot:
      This is precisely why people
      feel the need to judge the
      past.
    
    Godot:
      And we of the court have been
      charged with the solemn duty
      of passing such judgment.
    
    Judge:
      ...Well said, Mr. Godot.
    
    Judge:
      I understood exactly what
      you said... at least up until
      the end, anyway.
    
    Judge:
      Now then, Mr. Godot.
      Please proceed with your
      opening statement.
    
    Godot:
      ...Humans are fragile, fickle
      beings. Our hearts change with
      the shifting of the tides.
    
    Godot:
      There is only one thing
      that remains a constant
      in this crazy world...
    
    Godot:
      The bitter darkness that lies
      at the bottom of this mug.
    
    Judge:
      So then you mean...?
      Um... Forget it.
      What do you mean?
    
    Godot:
      During yesterday's trial,
      the accused refused to admit
      her role in the crime.
    
    Godot:
      But today, she has had a
      change of heart...
    
    Godot:
      Sister Iris of Hazakura Temple
      has a confession to make.
    
    Judge:
      C-Confession...!
      Th-The defendant...?
    
    Phoenix:
      (Iris...)
    
    Phoenix:
      (Why didn't she discuss this
      with me first...?)
    
    Judge:
      Very well.
    
    Judge:
      This court will now hear the
      defendant's confession!
    
    --------------------------------------------
    
    Godot:
      ...Upon meeting a beautiful
      lady, always ask for her
      name and profession.
    
    Godot:
      That's one of my rules.
    
    Iris:
      ...Um, my name is Iris.
    
    Iris:
      I am but a simple nun
      undergoing training at
      Hazakura Temple.
    
    Judge:
      Witness, is there something
      that you want to confess to?
    
    Iris:
      ...Yes. But first, I want to
      apologize to Mr. Wright...
    
    Iris:
      I... I can't continue lying
      to everyone anymore.
    
    Phoenix:
      I-It's alright...
      What is it...?
    
    Iris:
      Mr. Wright, I have to admit
      that I... I did play a part in
      this terrible incident.
    
    Judge:
      Are...
      Are you actually confessing!?
    
    Judge:
      Are you saying that you were
      the one who murdered Ms. Elise
      Deauxnim?
    
    Iris:
      ...No, I'm not, Your Honor.
    
    Iris:
      But I dealt with the cover
      up, after the murder took
      place.
    
    Iris:
      After her spirit left,
      I took the lifeless shell
      of Mystic Elise...
    
    Iris:
      ...and carried it to the
      Hazakura Temple Courtyard
      where I desecrated it.
    
    Judge:
      Wh...
      Whaaaat!?
    
    Judge:
      O-Order in the court! Order!
    
    Judge:
      W-Witness...!
      Are you...
    
    Judge:
      Are you saying you were an
      accomplice to the murder!?
    
    Iris:
      ...
      Yes. That's correct.
    
    Phoenix:
      ...Whaaaaaaat!?
    
    Phoenix:
      (Three minutes in court and
      I'm already covered in a cold
      sweat...)
    
    Godot:
      Ha...!
      Everyone on the planet is
      an accomplice to something.
    
    Godot:
      It just happens to be that
      in this case, it's to murder.
    
    Godot:
      Isn't that right...
      Mr. Trite?
    
    Phoenix:
      (Grrr, that Godot...)
    
    Phoenix:
      (So this is the confession
      they were conferring about!)
    
    Phoenix:
      (It pains me to say this...)
    
    Phoenix:
      (...but it looks like Iris's
      testimony was all a lie.)
    
    *Iris's Testimony crumpled up
    and shoved into a pocket.*
    
    Godot:
      Now then, little lady.
      If you don't mind, I've got
      a question for you.
    
    Godot:
      Whose crime were you trying
      to cover up by your actions?
    
    Phoenix:
      (Iris was covering for
      someone...?)
    
    Phoenix:
      (Nngh... Now I'm definitely
      up the creek without a
      paddle... or a lifejacket.)
    
    Iris:
      ...I've been at Hazakura
      Temple ever since I was
      a little girl.
    
    Iris:
      Hazakura Temple is run by one
      of the branch families of the
      Kurain Tradition.
    
    Iris:
      One of our missions is to
      protect the main family.
    
    Judge:
      I'm sorry, but
      "main family"...?
    
    Iris:
      Yes, and that's why I would
      dirty myself, if need be, to
      protect her...
    
    Iris:
      The daughter of the Master
      of the Kurain Channeling
      Technique, Mystic Maya Fey!
    
    Phoenix:
      Huh...?
    
    Godot:
      Wake up and smell the coffee,
      Trite.
    
    Phoenix:
      Sh-She's naming...
      MAYAAAAAAAAA!?
    
    Judge:
      Order! Order in the court!
    
    Judge:
      So not only did you witness
      the murder... You know the
      name of the murderer!
    
    Iris:
      I'm terribly sorry...
      But it's true.
    
    Iris:
      I saw her commit the crime
      with my very own eyes...
    
    Iris:
      And then I cleaned up the
      area to try to protect her.
    
    Phoenix:
      *OBJECTION!*
    
    Phoenix:
      Th-That's ridiculous!
      Maya could never do
      such a--
    
    Judge:
      The defense will refrain from
      commenting until the
      appropriate time.
    
    Judge:
      Now, witness.
      Let's hear your testimony.
    
    Judge:
      What exactly happened on
      the night of the crime?
    
    Iris:
      ...
    
    Iris:
      ...Yes, Your Honor.
    
    Phoenix:
      (I thought I was prepared
      for the unexpected...)
    
    Phoenix:
      (But I never imagined the
      case would wind up going
      in this direction...)
    
    -------------------------------------------------------------------------------
    
    WITNESS TESTIMONY
    -- The Real Murderer --
    
    (1)
    Iris:
      I went to the Inner Temple
      that night and I saw it all
      happen in the garden.
    
    (2)
    Iris:
      I saw Mystic Elise strike
      Mystic Maya with her staff!
    
    (3)
    Iris:
      While Mystic Maya was still
      stumbling, Mystic Elise moved
      in to deliver a fatal strike!
    
    (4)
    Iris:
      Mystic Maya tried desperately
      to defend herself and stole
      the weapon...!
    
    (5)
    Iris:
      It was only in self-defense!
      You can't blame her for it!
    
    --------------------------------------------
    
    Judge:
      So it was in self-defense?
    
    Iris:
      Yes. Mystic Elise was the one
      who attacked first!
    
    Judge:
      Hmm...
    
    Iris:
      That's why I tried my best
      to protect Mystic Maya!
    
    Godot:
      You moved the victim's body
      to the temple so that Maya
      wouldn't be suspected...
    
    Godot:
      Isn't that right?
      Not bad... You've got the
      instincts of a true criminal.
    
    Phoenix:
      (Something's not quite right.
      I'm sure it was established
      yesterday...)
    
    Phoenix:
      (...that Iris never went to
      the Inner Temple that night.)
    
    Phoenix:
      (And that the person who did
      go was... that woman...)
    
    Phoenix:
      (...Iris even admitted it.)
    
    Judge:
      Now then, Mr. Wright.
      Please proceed with your
      cross-examination.
    
    -------------------------------------------------------------------------------
    
    CROSS EXAMINATION
    -- The Real Murderer --
    
    (1)
    Iris:
      I went to the Inner Temple
      that night and I saw it all
      happen in the garden.
    
         Phoenix:
           *HOLD IT!*
    
         Phoenix:
           Sister Iris! Your testimony
           has changed quite a bit
           since yesterday.
    
         Phoenix:
           You stated yesterday that, on
           the night of the murder, you
           didn't go to the Inner Temple.
    
         Godot:
           *OBJECTION!*
    
         Godot:
           Did she now? Too bad for you,
           what she said yesterday
           doesn't mean much today.
    
         Godot:
           By the way, where were you
           when she claimed that she
           didn't go?
    
         Phoenix:
           Umm, I... It was in the Inner
           Temple's Training Hall...
    
         Godot:
           A private conversation between
           the two of you does not
           constitute testimony.
    
         Godot:
           That would be properly
           described as hearsay.
    
         Judge:
           Hmm...
           What do you have to say,
           witness?
    
         Iris:
           I-I just couldn't tell him
           the truth at that time.
    
         Iris:
           Mystic Maya...
           She's your girlfriend,
           isn't she?
    
         Phoenix:
           ...!
    
         Iris:
           I... I didn't want to be the
           one to break it to you that I
           saw her commit murder...
    
         Judge:
           There, there...
           We all understand how
           difficult this is for you.
    
         Judge:
           Now then, let's continue
           with the testimony.
    
         Judge:
           What did you witness in
           the temple garden...?
    
         Iris:
           Well, Your Honor...
    
    (2)
    Iris:
      I saw Mystic Elise strike
      Mystic Maya with her staff!
    
         Phoenix:
           *HOLD IT!*
    
         Phoenix:
           You're saying that the
           victim attacked Maya...
           I mean Ms. Fey?
    
         Iris:
           Y-Yes... It was a
           truly frightening scene.
    
         Iris:
           Mystic Maya was struck hard
           on the head and looked like
           she was going to collapse.
    
         Phoenix:
           What were you doing
           at the time?
    
         Iris:
           Um...
    
         Phoenix:
           Why didn't you stop
           them from fighting!?
    
         Iris:
           I-I'm terribly sorry,
           Mr. Wright...
    
         Iris:
           I was... I was frightened...
           I couldn't move...
    
         Iris:
           I couldn't even speak,
           I was in such shock...
    
         Judge:
           Hmm...
           That's perfectly
           understandable, my dear.
    
         Phoenix:
           (This doesn't sound right...)
    
         Phoenix:
           (I don't believe this
           testimony for a minute!)
    
         Judge:
           ...What happened after that?
    
    (3)
    Iris:
      While Mystic Maya was still
      stumbling, Mystic Elise moved
      in to deliver a fatal strike!
    
         Phoenix:
           *HOLD IT!*
    
         Phoenix:
           She moved in to deliver a
           fatal strike?
    
         Iris:
           ...Yes, I'm sure of it.
    
         Iris:
           She threw down her staff and
           reached into her robe for
           a weapon...
    
         Phoenix:
           Wait a minute!
           What was this weapon...?
    
         Iris:
           It-It was...
           some kind of dagger.
    
         Phoenix:
           (A dagger, huh...?)
    
         Phoenix:
           And Elise Deauxnim tried to
           stab her with this weapon?
    
         Phoenix:
           ...To kill Ms. Fey?
    
         Iris:
           Yes... Exactly.
    
         Phoenix:
           ...
    
         Godot:
           Ha...!
    
         Godot:
           You look like I did after I
           mistakenly took a swig of
           Worcestershire sauce.
    
         Phoenix:
           ...!
    
         Godot:
           Do you have a problem with
           the testimony we're hearing
           from your client, Lawyer Boy?
    
         Phoenix:
           (Hmm... Do I have a problem
           with Iris's testimony...?)
    
         *** No problem *****************************
         *
         * Phoenix:
         *   (Iris is my client...)
         *
         * Phoenix:
         *   (I'd better not press her
         *   too hard...)
         *
         * Phoenix:
         *   The defense has no
         *   objection to Ms. Iris's
         *   testimony.
         *
         * Godot:
         *   Ha...!
         *
         * Godot:
         *   You should try some nice,
         *   sweet café con leche at
         *   least once, Trite...
         *
         * Judge:
         *   Very well, let's continue
         *   with your testimony.
         *
         * Judge:
         *   What happened to Ms. Fey
         *   when she was attacked
         *   by the victim?
         *
         ********************************************
    
         *** There is one thing... ******************
         *
         * Phoenix:
         *   ...Your Honor.
         *
         * Phoenix:
         *   I have a small problem with
         *   the witness's testimony.
         *
         * Judge:
         *   Y-You do?
         *
         * Judge:
         *   But this witness is your
         *   own client!
         *
         * Phoenix:
         *   Yes, well...
         *   N-Nevertheless...
         *
         * Godot:
         *   ...That's fine.
         *
         * Godot:
         *   Witness, let's add your last
         *   statement to the testimony.
         *
         * Iris:
         *   Y-Yes, sir.
         *
         * Judge:
         *   H-Hey! Just a moment!
         *   It's my job to say that...
         *
         * Godot:
         *   ...Listen, gramps.
         *   I won't say it again.
         *
         * Godot:
         *   Final judgment will
         *   be rendered by me!
         *
         * Judge:
         *   Nnngghh...!
         *
         * Godot:
         *   ...OK, now.
         *   Let's continue.
         *
         * ADD STATEMENT (3b)
         *
         ********************************************
    
    (3b)
    Iris:
      She threw her staff away
      and pulled a dagger from
      inside her robe!
    
         Phoenix:
           *HOLD IT!*
    
         Phoenix:
           She threw her staff away?
    
         Iris:
           Mystic Elise was trying to
           kill Mystic Maya.
    
         Iris:
           I think that's why she wanted
           a more lethal weapon.
    
         Judge:
           It's true...
           It's not easy to inflict a
           deadly blow with a staff.
    
         Phoenix:
           Sister Iris, let me make
           sure I've got this straight.
    
         Phoenix:
           The victim herself chose to
           throw away her staff?
    
         Iris:
           Y-Yes.
           That's what I saw...
    
         Judge:
           Is there anything odd
           about that, Mr. Wright?
    
         Phoenix:
           ...
           (Yeah, it's odd alright.)
    
         Iris:
           Mystic Elise attacked Mystic
           Maya with the dagger. I'm
           sure of this.
    
    (4)
    Iris:
      Mystic Maya tried desperately
      to defend herself and stole
      the weapon...!
    
         Phoenix:
           *HOLD IT!*
    
         Phoenix:
           ...And then?
    
         Iris:
           Mystic Maya, she turned things
           around and then...
    
         Iris:
           ...she used the weapon she
           had taken and lunged forward
           for a strike!
    
         Judge:
           W-Witness! Are you
           absolutely certain!?
    
         Iris:
           Yes...
           B-But believe me, she
           had no choice!
    
         Iris:
           If Mystic Maya hadn't done
           something...
    
         Godot:
           ...Maya Fey's name would've
           been written on this autopsy
           report instead.
    
         Judge:
           Hmm...
           Yes, I see...
    
         Phoenix:
           (This is bad...)
    
         Phoenix:
           (I still can't put the
           pieces together...)
    
         Phoenix:
           (Unless I find a contradiction
           in her testimony, Maya's going
           to get blamed for this.)
    
         Iris:
           I...
           I only have this to say...
    
    (5)
    Iris:
      It was only in self-defense!
      You can't blame her for it!
    
         Phoenix:
           *HOLD IT!*
    
         Phoenix:
           ...So you're saying Maya Fey
           was the one who stabbed
           Ms. Elise Deauxnim.
    
         Phoenix:
           Sister Iris! Is that really
           what you saw?
    
         Iris:
           Yes...
    
         Godot:
           *OBJECTION!*
    
         Godot:
           Tsk, tsk, tsk, Trite.
    
         Godot:
           If your mug is filled with
           black and bitter suspicions...
    
         Godot:
           The only way to get rid of
           them is to drink them down
           quick...
    
         Godot:
           ...Like this!
    
         Phoenix:
           Umm...
           I know that's supposed be a
           metaphor, but I don't get it.
    
         Godot:
           There's only one thing you
           need to "get", Trite.
           It's called evidence...
    
         Godot:
           Now hurry up...
           Before my next cup gets cold!
    
         Phoenix:
           (What does that mean...?)
    
         Phoenix:
           (Is Godot waiting for me to
           point out the contradictions?)
    
         Iris:
           ...
    
    --------------------------------------------
    
    Phoenix:
      (I'd like to avoid the whole
      spirit channeling thing if I
      can...)
    
    Phoenix:
      (Not only would it be
      inadmissible as evidence...)
    
    Phoenix:
      (...but I think it might
      actually hurt our standing
      with the judge.)
    
    Phoenix:
      (First I need to pick her
      testimony apart and expose the
      unnatural-sounding parts...)
    
    Phoenix:
      (I don't know why Iris would
      tell a story like this...)
    
    Phoenix:
      (...but there are two things
      I noticed that just don't
      add up!)
    
    RETURN TO THE START OF CROSS-EXAMINATION
    
    -------------------------------------------------------------------------------
    
    *Present Victim's Staff* at (3b)
    
    Phoenix:
      *OBJECTION!*
    
    Phoenix:
      Sister Iris...
    
    Phoenix:
      There's something strange
      about your version of events.
    
    Iris:
      Huh...?
    
    Phoenix:
      Ms. Deauxnim throwing her
      staff away makes no sense
      at all to me.
    
    Iris:
      B-But all you can do with
      a staff is hit someone...
    
    Phoenix:
      Naturally you wouldn't know
      this, Sister Iris, but...
    
    Phoenix:
      ...the victim's staff had a
      special feature about it.
    
    Phoenix:
      As you can see,
      it's a sword.
    
    Iris:
      Ah...!
    
    Phoenix:
      If Elise Deauxnim really had
      wanted to kill Maya Fey...
    
    Phoenix:
      ...she wouldn't have needed
      to use a separate dagger!
    
    Phoenix:
      Not when she already had a
      beautiful blade in her hands
      already!
    
    Phoenix:
      ...Well, Sister Iris?
      What do you have to say?
    
    Iris:
      Uhh, err, I...
    
    Godot:
      *OBJECTION!*
    
    Godot:
      ...That was an impressive
      bit of investigating, Trite.
    
    Godot:
      I never would have thought
      there was a sword hidden
      in that staff.
    
    Godot:
      But even so...
      How should I put this?
    
    Phoenix:
      ...!
    
    Godot:
      A long sword is unwieldy,
      and thus quite ineffective
      in close-quarters combat.
    
    Godot:
      Maybe that's why she chose
      a dagger over her blade.
    
    Phoenix:
      Um, well...
    
    Godot:
      Anyway, the type of weapon
      she chose to use isn't what's
      important.
    
    Godot:
      The important thing is that
      she tried to kill Maya Fey.
    
    Godot:
      As long as there's nothing
      strange about that, there's no
      problem with her testimony.
    
    Phoenix:
      (But there is something
      strange about this whole
      testimony!)
    
    Judge:
      Well, Mr. Wright?
      The prosecution has a point.
    
    Phoenix:
      ...Very well, Your Honor.
      The defense will now present
      evidence to back its argument.
    
    Iris:
      M-Mr. Wright...!
    
    Phoenix:
      I have here another piece of
      evidence that shows that this
      testimony can't be trusted.
    
    Phoenix:
      Because Ms. Elise Deauxnim
      would never attempt to take
      the life of Maya Fey!
    
    xxx Present something wrong xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
    x
    x Phoenix:
    x   *TAKE THAT!*
    x
    x Judge:
    x   Hmm...
    x   Well, Mr. Godot?
    x
    x Godot:
    x   If you ask me...
    x
    x Godot:
    x   ...the only thing that seems
    x   strange is the angle of
    x   Mr. Trite's index finger.
    x
    x Phoenix:
    x   Eh...
    x
    x Godot:
    x   Trite, sticking your finger in
    x   an electrical outlet might
    x   be safer for you.
    x
    x Godot:
    x   Otherwise it might get bitten
    x   off the next time you poke it
    x   in the wrong place!
    x
    x Phoenix:
    x   Arrrrgh...!
    x
    x Phoenix:
    x   (I still don't think that
    x   Ms. Deauxnim would ever
    x   attack Maya...)
    x
    x Phoenix:
    x   (If you think about their
    x   relationship, it's obvious!)
    x
    x Judge:
    x   ...Why don't you think
    x   it over one more time.
    x
    x RETURN TO QUESTION
    x
    xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
    
    *Present Elise Deauxnim profile*
    
    Phoenix:
      *TAKE THAT!*
    
    Phoenix:
      ...Elise Deauxnim would never
      have attacked Maya Fey.
    
    Iris:
      Ho-How can you be so sure...?
    
    Phoenix:
      Because the victim's real
      name was not "Elise Deauxnim".
    
    Phoenix:
      Her real name was...
      "Misty Fey".
    
    Judge:
      ..."Fey"?
    
    Iris:
      Aaah! N-No...!
      N-Not Mystic Misty Fey!
    
    Judge:
      Wh-Who is this Misty Fey?
      Is she related to...?
    
    Phoenix:
      Misty Fey is the Master of
      the Kurain Channeling
      Technique. She is also...
    
    Phoenix:
      ...the mother of Maya Fey!
    
    Judge:
      A-Are you serious!?
    
    Iris:
      Is it... really true?
      Mr. Wright...!?
    
    Iris:
      Was Elise Deauxnim actually
      the great Mystic Misty!?
    
    Phoenix:
      There's no doubt about it.
    
    Phoenix:
      (It looks like Iris had no
      idea...)
    
    Iris:
      I can hardly believe it...
    
    Phoenix:
      The idea that she would try to
      kill her only daughter, one
      she hadn't seen in 17 years...
    
    Phoenix:
      Perhaps the prosecution can
      offer some explanation for why
      she would do such a thing!
    
    Godot:
      ...Ugh...!
    
    Judge:
      Order! Order in the court!
    
    Judge:
      Upon first hearing the
      witness's testimony, it
      seemed natural enough.
    
    Judge:
      ...However.
    
    Judge:
      In light of some facts that
      have just been presented...
    
    Iris:
      ...
    
    Judge:
      One, that the victim
      supposedly threw away a sword
      during a fight...
    
    Judge:
      ...and two, that the two
      people battling to the death
      were mother and daughter...
    
    Judge:
      Despite the facts being
      believable when taken on their
      own...
    
    Judge:
      ...when taken together, the
      entire story seems difficult
      to believe.
    
    Godot:
      ...Listen. There's nothing in
      this world that is impossible.
    
    Godot:
      Except for one little thing.
    
    Judge:
      Yes? What is this one little
      impossible thing...?
    
    Godot:
      Ha...!
      You still don't get it.
    
    Godot:
      You think maybe my beans
      are under-roasted, but you
      have no idea gramps.
    
    Phoenix:
      Umm...
      Could you get to your point?
    
    Godot:
      I heard this witness's
      confession this morning...
    
    Godot:
      ...just as I had taken the
      first sip of my eighth cup
      of morning coffee.
    
    Judge:
      ...You're going to ruin your
      health, my friend.
    
    Godot:
      Anyway, after hearing this
      woman's confession...
    
    Godot:
      I had a detective who loves to
      investigate sent to the scene
      of the crime.
    
    Godot:
      And... he discovered this
      little beauty.
    
    Judge:
      Is that the dagger the witness
      testified to seeing...?
    
    Godot:
      Obviously, Your Honor...
      But do you not notice
      something else?
    
    Judge:
      ...Now that you mention it,
      if you look closely, there
      appears to be a bloodstain!
    
    Phoenix:
      Wh-Where did you find that?
    
    Phoenix:
      I didn't see that when I
      investigated the crime scene!
    
    Godot:
      ...Did you investigate the
      pine tree at the crime scene?
    
    Phoenix:
      Huh? The pine tree...?
    
    Godot:
      This dagger was stuck in the
      back side of the pine tree.
    
    Godot:
      When the last blow was struck,
      ending the violent battle
      between the two women...
    
    Godot:
      ...this little baby was thrown
      in the direction of the back
      of the pine tree.
    
    Judge:
      Which means... the blood on
      this dagger belongs to the
      victim, correct!?
    
    Godot:
      Ha...!
      Were you even listening,
      old man?
    
    Godot:
      I first heard this confession
      this morning.
    
    Godot:
      Just as I had taken the first
      sip of my 13th cup of morning
      coffee.
    
    Phoenix:
      (Didn't you say it was your
      8th just a few minutes ago!?)
    
    Godot:
      I didn't have enough time
      to get the blood analyzed
      on such short notice.
    
    Judge:
      In any case, the court will
      accept the dagger as evidence.
    
    Judge:
      Furthermore, I order that a
      blood test be performed on it
      immediately!
    
    Godot:
      This is my sweetheart.
      Make sure you treat her right.
    
    Judge:
      ...Bailiff! Get this piece of
      evidence to the crime lab
      for testing immediately!
    
    *Dagger added to the
    Court Record.*
    
    Judge:
      Now then...
    
    Judge:
      The testimony we've just
      heard had numerous
      unbelievable aspects to it.
    
    Judge:
      However! After having
      found the very dagger the
      witness spoke of...
    
    Judge:
      ...I believe we can consider
      her testimony to be credible.
    
    Godot:
      Cute girls never lie. Ever.
    
    Judge:
      In any case, witness...
      If you could please testify
      again to this court.
    
    Iris:
      Umm...
      About what, Your Honor?
    
    Judge:
      About the incident you saw...
      The battle between the two
      women!
    
    Iris:
      ...Yes, Your Honor.
    
    -------------------------------------------------------------------------------
    
    WITNESS TESTIMONY
    -- The Battle --
    
    (1)
    Iris:
      Mystic Maya stumbled briefly
      after being hit over the head
      with the staff...
    
    (2)
    Iris:
      But then she dodged
      Mystic Elise's next attack
      and stole her weapon!
    
    (3)
    Iris:
      Suddenly Mystic Elise was the
      one on the defensive, with her
      back to the stone lantern.
    
    (4)
    Iris:
      That's when Mystic Maya
      stabbed Mystic Elise!
    
    (5)
    Iris:
      Mystic Elise managed to fling
      the knife away, but then...
      Then... she collapsed.
    
    --------------------------------------------
    
    Judge:
      ...That was a very heart-
      breaking story.
    
    Iris:
      I don't know if there were
      any bad feelings between
      them, but...
    
    Iris:
      It had been 17 years since
      Mystic Misty's disappearance.
    
    Iris:
      ...Perhaps they simply
      didn't recognize each
      other anymore...
    
    Judge:
      Hmm...
      That seems reasonable.
    
    Judge:
      Now then, Mr. Wright.
      Proceed with your
      cross-examination.
    
    -------------------------------------------------------------------------------
    
    CROSS EXAMINATION
    -- The Battle --
    
    (1)
    Iris:
      Mystic Maya stumbled briefly
      after being hit over the head
      with the staff...
    
         Phoenix:
           *HOLD IT!*
    
         Phoenix:
           Iris, where were you standing
           when you witnessed all this?
    
         Iris:
           Umm... What do you mean?
    
         Phoenix:
           Well, if either of them
           had noticed you...
    
         Phoenix:
           ...they might not have
           continued their battle.
    
         Iris:
           I...
           I wonder if that's true...
    
         Iris:
           The two of them...
           They were standing near the
           garden's stone lantern.
    
         Iris:
           I... I was watching the whole
           thing from behind.
    
         Iris:
           It was dark where the two of
           them were, so...
    
         Iris:
           I think that's why they didn't
           see me.
    
         Judge:
           Hmm...
           So it was dark in the garden
           when the murder took place...
    
         Judge:
           Tell me, what did Ms. Maya Fey
           do after she was struck?
    
    (2)
    Iris:
      But then she dodged
      Mystic Elise's next attack
      and stole her weapon!
    
         Phoenix:
           *HOLD IT!*
    
         Phoenix:
           What happened to the
           victim's staff then?
    
         Iris:
           I-I'm not sure.
    
         Iris:
           The area was very dark, so...
           I really couldn't see.
    
         Iris:
           I think it got knocked
           away somewhere as the
           fight escalated.
    
         Judge:
           That makes sense...
    
         Judge:
           That would explain the
           need for the dagger.
    
         Iris:
           Mystic Elise raised the
           dagger to strike.
    
         Iris:
           But Mystic Maya dodged it
           at the last second.
    
         Iris:
           The dagger struck the lantern
           and fell to the ground.
    
         Iris:
           And then at some point,
           Mystic Maya picked it up...!
    
         Phoenix:
           (Nothing sounds especially
           strange yet...)
    
         Judge:
           What did the victim do when
           the weapon was stolen
           from her?
    
    (3)
    Iris:
      Suddenly Mystic Elise was the
      one on the defensive, with her
      back to the stone lantern.
    
         Phoenix:
           *HOLD IT!*
    
         Phoenix:
           You're saying that Maya Fey
           turned the tables on the
           victim?
    
         Iris:
           Y-Yes...
    
         Iris:
           ...But Mystic Maya wasn't
           herself at the time.
    
         Iris:
           After all...
           Her life was in danger...
    
         Phoenix:
           (I still can't believe it...)
    
         Phoenix:
           (The idea of Maya cornering
           someone at knifepoint!
           It's just silly!)
    
         Godot:
           As they say...
           "A cornered fox is more
           dangerous than a jackal".
    
         Phoenix:
           I believe the correct
           description of a cornered fox
           is "scared and petrified".
    
         Godot:
           ...
    
         Godot:
           Your animal analogies have
           grown tiresome!
    
         Phoenix:
           (You were the one who
           started it!)
    
         Judge:
           Anyway...
    
         Judge:
           So, after Maya Fey backed the
           victim into the stone lantern,
           what happened next?
    
    (4)
    Iris:
      That's when Mystic Maya
      stabbed Mystic Elise!
    
         Phoenix:
           *HOLD IT!*
    
         Phoenix:
           Are you absolutely certain
           that's what you saw!?
    
         Iris:
           ...
    
         Iris:
           Yes, I'm almost certain.
    
         Phoenix:
           "Almost"...?
    
         Iris:
           The garden was dark...
    
         Iris: