Case 2 - Turnabout Sisters
Trial #2 - Part 3
: What happened? … Oh, right… I lost the trial. I was… hallucinating. …
: Ah, you’re finally awake.
: … “Gak”? That’s no way to greet an old friend! Phoenix, I want you to look at me.
: Y-You’re… M-Maya…?
: When you accepted your defeat in court… It appears that was enough of a shock to awaken Maya’s true powers.
: So… Maya is channeling you, Mia?
: That’s right. I am Maya, but I’m also Mia.
: Maya never gave up. You can’t either! That’s what I came here to tell you.
: …! B-but!
: We don’t have much time, Phoenix. Now listen. You’ve already won.
: Huh…?
: You have that Receipt in the court record, right?
: Phoenix! White wrote that, not me!
: So… so what do I do with it?
: Look at the front of the receipt!
: The… front?
: (Looks like it’s from a famous department store. “$1,000.00”… wow, big spender! “Item”… “glass light stand”…! “Date of purchase”… “September 4”…) …! September 4!
: That’s right, Phoenix.
: I bought that stand the day before I was killed!
: Whoa!
: Now, what did Mr. White say in his testimony?
: There you go! I think the court is about to reconvene!
: Go do it, Phoenix! You know you’re innocent, now you just have to prove it!
: Right!
: The court will now reconvene for the trial of Mr. Phoenix Wright.
: Is the defendant… rather, are you alright, Mr. Wright?
: Yes. Sorry, Your Honor. I’m fine now.
: Then, let’s start where we left off.
: Your Honor.
: There is nothing to go back to! The cross-examination of Mr. White is finished!
: All that is required now is for you to pass judgment on the defendant Phoenix Wright!
: Hmm…
: Your Honor! Please, give me one more chance. I promise you, this is the last time I’ll ask you!
: Hmm…
: But, as Mr. Edgeworth has noted, the trial is more or less finished.
: Mr. Edgeworth, do you have an opinion on this matter?
: I say… let us give Mr. Phoenix Wright his “last chance.”
: Very well! You may begin your cross-examination.
: Do you have proof!?
: Miss April May knew the details of Ms. Fey’s phone conversation! This proves that the wiretap was placed before the murder!
: Huh… right. (Gah! I have to show him the evidence Mia gave me!)
That’s about all that changes - that line gets appended to the end of everything,
: See the word “Maya” written in blood…?
: I think not. Look at the other side of the receipt.
: Th-the other side?
: Your Honor. Would you tell the court what is written on the other side of that receipt?
: Well! A “glass light stand”! And the date of purchase… Why, that’s the day before the murder!
: Mr. White. When you allegedly entered Fey & Co. Law Offices at the beginning of September…
: Well, Mr. White? Can’t get out of this one, can you?
: (Uh oh… he’s losing it.) …
: Well, Your Honor. I understand there must be quite a bit of PRESSURE on you.
: But I think you’ll agree you can’t judge me “guilty” under these circumstances.
: ! … Very well.
: Then, that is all for the trial of…
: Not so fast, Phoenix Wright!
: Eh? (What! No way can he worm his way out of this one! Oh wait… I forgot. It’s Edgeworth.)
: There is a certain thread of logic to the defendant’s claims.
: However! There is no concrete proof that Phoenix Wright is innocent!
: i[/i]
: Ergo!
: I would like to request one more day before Phoenix Wright is granted his freedom. I need time to make one more inquiry into this matter.
: Hmm…!
: (Another inquiry…!? This isn’t going to be another one of those “updated autopsy reports”! This guy just makes up evidence as he pleases!)
: (Hmm. I don’t know where he’s going with this. I’d better hold back for now.)
: I see…
: Very well. As there is no objection from the defense, I grant Mr. Edgeworth his extra day.
: Mr. White’s guilt is obvious! There is no need to prolong this trial any further!
: Hmm.
: Well, Mr. Edgeworth?
: If anyone is going to call Mr. White to trial, it would be me, the prosecution.
: I need a day to ascertain whether your claims have any basis in factual evidence!
: Hmm.
: I see. Objection denied!
: Whaaaat!
Convergence.
: The completion of the trial of Mr. Phoenix Wright will be postponed until tomorrow.
: (No! There’s no telling what will happen if I can’t end this now!)
: (Edgeworth is sure to come up with–or just make up–something! And after Mia showed up to help me and all…)
: Mr. Your Honor!
: May I go home?
: Of course. Thank you for your time.
: i[/i]
: i[/i]
: Read this note out loud.
: Mia? What’s this…?
: Your Honor. If I may…?
: You’re quite persistent today, Mr. Wright!
: (You bet I am! My life is riding on this one!)
: Many of them sounded strangely familiar. People in finance, famous celebrities… That’s when it happened.
: P-please, stop! Make him stop! How… how did you get that list!?
: Mr. White. Admit your guilt, right here, right now. Or else this list will be released to the press!
: Case closed, Your Honor.
: Well, I see no reason to continue this trial.
: Mr. Wright?
: Yes, Your Honor.
: You’ve done it again! that was quite a spirited defense!
: Yes, Your Honor. I guess you could say that. (If only you knew how “spirit”-ed it was!)
: Hmm. Well!
: This court finds the defense… Ahem! Rather, the defendant, Mr. Phoenix Wright…
: That is all. The court is adjourned!
: But, congratulations! You’re lucky I was born a Fey!
: I’m lucky I had both you and Maya on my side.
: I’m glad you made it. … Thank you, Phoenix. You risked a lot to help me… and Maya. I won’t forget it as long as I live!
: (As long as you “live”…?)
: … My time here’s running out.
: Huh?
: Maya’s powers are still weak.
: I can’t stay here that long.
: W-what!? No! There’s still so much to say!
: Don’t worry. I’m sure we’ll meet again.
: Ch-Chief!
: Hee hee. I’m not the “Chief” anymore.
: Phoenix? Can you come to the office tonight… say, 9:00?
: The office…?
: I’ll see you later.
: You came!
: Mia…
: I was kinda worried you might not.
: Huh? Of course I came…
: Well then! I’m pretty hungry. How about a burger?
: M-Mia…?
: … Bwah hah hah! You should see your face!
: Mia!
: M-Maya…?
: (Look like… you WERE her!)
: Hmm! I might be able to use that. “Oh, Phoenix! Go to the store and buy me lunch, would you?”
: Uhm, Maya… Why are you here?
: See? Mia wrote me a letter. “Take care of Phoenix for me.”
: Take care of… huh?
: She means the office! This office!
: Someone has to help with the new Wright & Co. Law Offices, right?
: Wait, no, on second thought, let’s make this casual!
: Yo, Nick! Maya here, ready to get down to business! You… don’t mind me calling you “Nick,” do you? It’s a great name! Mia said that’s what your friend Larry calls you.
: i[/i]
: You know what this means? We’re partners!
: It is Maya’s fault I’m here now. But… If it wasn’t for her I’d probably be in jail! “Wright & Co. Law Offices.” It’s got a good ring to it. Yeah! Thanks, Maya!
: (Good luck, Phoenix. I’ll always be here… watching.)
: Huh? Do… what?
: Burgers, dummy! Burgers! There’s a great burger joint just down the street. C’mon! Time’s a wasting!
: O-okay! Wait up!
Next time: Turnabout Samurai