Case 4 - Turnabout Goodbyes
Trial (Day 4) - Part 3
: For fifteen years… I have had a recurring dream. A nightmare… it’s only a nightmare. That’s what I told myself.
: But now I know, it wasn’t a dream. Yanni Yogi wasn’t the killer.
: You mean… in the incident where your father died?
: From the distance of the shot, it wasn’t suicide, either. Everything was as clear as day. The murderer…
: The criminal in the DL-6 Incident…
: It was me! Your Honor! I confess my guilt! I am guilty for DL-6, the statute of limitations of which ends today!
: Order! Order!
: This is certainly unexpected! The defendant, declared innocent, is confessing to a different crime!
: A crime for which the statute of limitations runs out today!
: I’m not really sure how I should deal with this…
: Bah! It’s obvious. We hold a trial. Right here. Right now.
: We try this man for his crime of fifteen years ago!
: I think… I think I would like to take a five-minute recess. During this time, I will consider the appropriate course of action to take.
: Court is adjourned!
: I’ve just wasted all of your effort.
: … Mr. Edgeworth… I just don’t believe it, pal! I mean, you… kill your dad?
: I didn’t want to believe it myself, Detective!
: But… it’s the truth. I deserve to be punished.
: Murder is murder, no matter what the circumstances.
: This is crazy! Just crazy!
: …
: …? Nick? What are you doing?
: Huh? Oh… I was just reading through the Court Record once more. I’m getting my case ready.
: Your case… for what?
: Huh? Isn’t it obvious? I’m going to prove that Miles Edgeworth is innocent.
: …! Wh-what are you talking about, pal! He just admitted to it!
: He confessed that he did it! In court!
: I’m sorry, Edgeworth. But I don’t believe your “nightmare.”
: Wh-what!?
: It’s just a dream. It’s not real. The truth is right here in this Court Record. In any case, tighten your belts. The real fight is just beginning. I’ll prove you’re innocent. Trust me.
: W-Wright…
: Then, I would like to resume our trial.
: Judge!
: Miles Edgeworth has admitted his own guilt. He has confessed his crime. Let us begin by hearing his testimony.
: Then, though pointless, let the defense do their cross-examining. The statute of limitations on the DL-6 Incident runs out today. Though it’s unconventional for me, I’d like to run this one by the book.
: I see. Does the defense have any objections?
: No, Your Honor. (von Karma… you knew this was going to happen from the very beginning, didn’t you!)
: Very well.
: Will Miles Edgeworth take the stand?
: Will the witness state his name and profession.
: Miles Edgeworth… I am a prosecuting attorney.
: Mr. Edgeworth. Fifteen years ago, you mistakenly killed your father, Gregory Edgeworth.
: Is this correct?
: … It is correct.
: Then testify about this matter to the court.
: (When Edgeworth was telling me about his dream yesterday I noticed something… One detail didn’t quite fit.)
: (That will be the key… but only if I can get it to work!)
: Please… Please…
: Hmm…
: And until now, you thought this memory was a “dream”?
: We were stuck in that elevator for five hours. The oxygen in the elevator ran out, and I lost my memory of the events.
: Bah! The same claim Mr. Yogi has made!
: Very well.
: Mr. Wright? Your cross-examination, please.
: Yes, Your Honor.
: What was the trial your father was involved in on that day?
: I don’t remember things very clearly. Only two things…
: I know my father lost, and Mr. von Karma was the prosecuting attorney.
: Mr. von Karma? You were handling that case?
: It was fifteen years ago. I don’t remember the details.
: (That was when Edgeworth pointed out the problem in von Karma’s evidence…)
: So, there were three people including yourself trapped in that elevator?
: Yes. Myself, my father, and Yanni Yogi.
: We were fine at first…
: But then as time passed, and no one came to help…
: What did you do then?
: I was a nine-year old boy at the time. What could I do? I was scared… Trembling, in the corner.
: But then…
: What was it?
: A pistol.
: I assume it was the bailiff, Yanni Yogi’s. The safety must have come off when it fell from his holster.
: And you picked it up. What happened next?
: Did you know it was a pistol when you threw it?
: I think I knew. I knew it was dangerous.
: But… the air was getting so thick. I panicked.
: So, you’re saying that you threw the pistol at Mr. Yogi.
: I was… in a daze.
: The gun fired once?
: Yes… I think… after I threw it, I lost consciousness. Since then…
: They’ve echoed in my head, every day. That gunshot and that horrible scream.
: The scream…
: “To this day”…?
: Yes. I can practically hear it now.
: I doubt I will ever forget that scream as long as I live.
: (There it is! One part of that testimony clearly contradicts the evidence…)
: (But I don’t know what it means…! I’d better find out, and quick…)
And we loop. Can you spot the contradiction?
: Are you sure you only heard one gunshot?
: Yes. I’m sure of that. I heard the shot, and the scream…
: Then everything faded. I was unconscious until the rescuers came.
: I see…
: But that doesn’t make sense!
: This plainly contradicts the witness’s testimony.
: You do enjoy dragging out that file, don’t you?
: I don’t accept this evidence! Unless… you can tell us what page it’s on!
The wrong answers aren’t interesting at all, sadly.
: Look at the “Victim Data” in this file!
: It says it quite plainly: “the murder weapon was fired twice”!
: Miles Edgeworth only heard one gunshot!
: Yet, the murder weapon was fired twice! The first shot was the accidental firing when the pistol was thrown.
: Hmm…
: Was there, perhaps, another shooter who fired that second shot?
: Your Honor. As I’m sure you’re aware… This incident occurred fifteen years ago. The evidence is dated…
: The pistol did fire twice. However, we do not know WHEN that second shot was fired.
: It might have been fired the day before the incident!
: There is no proof that the second shot had anything to do with this incident!
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: Hmm… I see, I see.
: You do have a point. Mr. Wright?
: The murder weapon was fired twice, as we have heard. One of those shots was fired by the defendant, a boy at the time.
: (Grr… I didn’t think of that.) I, uh, don’t have proof.
: Hah! As I suspected!
: Hmm…
: Given that all this happened fifteen years ago, it’s doubtful any proof remains.
: Nick! Take a look at this!
: The Court Record…?
: Look… doesn’t this make you think…
: Wh-whoa! (She’s right! That is strange!)
Which leaves us where the other option starts.
: Your Honor. I think I will be able to show you proof.
: Wh-what!? Impossible!
: Now, now, Mr. von Karma. Save your surprise for after you’ve seen the evidence.
: Very well, Mr. Wright. Show us your proof.
: I can see that the victim lying there is Gregory Edgeworth…
: This proves the murder weapon was fired twice, at the time of the incident!
: This photo proves it!
: …
: … So, let me get this straight. This photo proves two shots were fired? Where?
: (Y-Your Honor, please… Please get a clue!)
: As should be obvious, the contradiction is here.
: I see… a bullet hole in the door…
: Your Honor!
: Yet, there is also a bullet hole in the elevator door! We also know that the murder weapon was fired twice!
: Thus…
: O-order! Order!
: Mr. Wright! What are you driving at?
: It’s simple, Your Honor.
: At the time of the incident, two shots were fired.
: The other hit the elevator door.
: Remember that the defendant lost consciousness after the shot he fired rang out. In conclusion…
: We must agree that the second shot was fired by someone else!
: M-Mr. Wright! But who could that someone else be!?
: The murderer, of course!
: … I knew I should have stepped in before your wild fantasies got out of hand. Mr. Wright…
: Look once more at the DL-6 Incident case file. Look closely. Try the “Case Summary” page.
: (The “Case Summary”… that’s on page 1.)
: Look what is written there!
: “Not a single clue was found on the scene.”
: …!
: If the pistol had indeed been fired two times… Then the other bullet would have been discovered on the scene!
: He does have a point.
: That second bullet has never been found!
: Because the second bullet does not exist! The bullet that claimed Gregory Edgeworth’s life was the one fired by his own son!
: That is the truth of this matter. The whole truth. It was undoubtedly something else that made that bullet hole in the door.
Next time: Contradiction?