Phoenix Wright: Ace Attorney
Episode 5, Chapter 1
SilverWind (silverwind9@hotmail.com)
Rise from the Ashes
Day 1 – Investigation
Phoenix: It's been two months since
Maya left the office...
Phoenix: Two months without
a single trial.
Phoenix: I've had offers...
But none I took.
Phoenix: That is...
until the day that
girl showed up.
February 22, 10:02 AM
Wright & Co. Law Offices
Phoenix: (Why do I come here to
the office every day?)
Phoenix: (It's not like I want to
work...)
???: There you are! Finally!
???: Where have you been!?
???: My sister's trial is tomorrow!
Phoenix: ...
Phoenix: ...
Phoenix: Um... who are you?
???: It doesn't matter who I am!
It only matters who YOU are!
???: You're the famous defense
attorney, Mia Fey!
Phoenix: ...
???: ...
Phoenix: ...
???: Oh, uh...
You're not Mia Fey, are you?
Phoenix: I'm sorry, but Ms. Mia Fey
no longer... works here.
???: So you are...?
The coffee boy?
Phoenix: I'm Phoenix Wright...
A defense attorney.
???: Wright... Wright...
Wait!
???: You're THE Phoenix Wright!?
???: The Phoenix Wright from the
Edgeworth murder case!?
Phoenix: Um, yes, that's correct.
(It wasn't Edgeworth who
was murdered, though...)
???: That's a relief then!
You're better than nobody!
Phoenix: I'm sorry... I'm afraid I'm
not taking cases right now.
???: But, you are Phoenix Wright,
right?
???: The undefeated defense
attorney?
Phoenix: Look, I'm not accepting any
new cases.
Phoenix: I'm sorry, but you'll have
to try elsewhere.
???: Please!
I'm out of time!!
Phoenix: But...
???: Please, you have to help!
I-it's my sister!
Phoenix: ...!
Phoenix: (Maya...? Could it be...?)
Phoenix: ...
Phoenix: Okay.
I'll hear you out.
???: R-really!?
Thank you so much!
???: My name's Ema, Ema Skye.
I'm a scientific investigator.
Phoenix: (Scientific investigator?)
>Examine: Window
Phoenix: Looks like it's cleaning
day again at the hotel
across the way.
Phoenix: I hear they're planning
a second branch outside
the city.
Phoenix: Egads! The bellboy was
staring right at me.
>Examine: Charley
Phoenix: Mia's plant, "Charley."
Phoenix: I've been taking care of
him in Maya's absence.
>Examine: Poster
Phoenix: There's a poster of the
Steel Samurai on the wall.
Phoenix: Maya stuck it up here
on the day that she left.
Phoenix: I didn't have the heart
to take it down.
Ema: ...
Phoenix: I do sometimes get strange
looks from the clients, though.
>Examine: Desk
Phoenix: Mia's desk.
Phoenix: I sit here even less now
that I've stopped taking
cases.
Phoenix: I ought to at least dust
it off once in a while.
>Examine: Bookshelf
Phoenix: Difficult-looking legal books
stand in a formidable row.
They mock me.
Phoenix: I tried reading one,
and it made my head hurt.
Phoenix: When I closed it, it slipped
out of my hand. Then my foot
hurt too.
>Present: Attorney's Badge
Phoenix: See this? It's my
Attorney's Badge.
Ema: Ahh! Well! I've never
seen a real one before.
Phoenix: (You're the first one who's
actually been interested
in mine, believe me.)
Ema: Its composition is mostly
silver. The gold plating
is flaking a bit.
Phoenix: (She analyzed it.
Scientifically...)
Ema: There doesn't appear to be
any corrosion due to sulfides.
I'd give you $50.00 for it.
Phoenix: Sorry, but it's not for sale.
Yet...
>Present: Goodman's ID /
Prosecutor's Trophy /
Edgeworth's Knife /
Parking Stub /
Letter of Introduction
Phoenix: Here, see this?
Ema: Ahh! I've noticed that defense
attorneys have a tendency to
want to show people things.
Phoenix: (What is this? A behavioral
study of lawyers?)
>Talk: Ema
Phoenix: Ema, was it?
So you're a "scientific
investigator"?
Ema: Yes! That's right!
Is... something wrong?
Phoenix: No, it's just, you seem
kind of, er, jumpy. Or
maybe just... young?
Ema: Young?
Ema: I'll be sixteen years
old this year!
Phoenix: Oh, I see... wait!
Only sixteen!?
Ema: I'm set to be formally
assigned to Forensics in
three more years.
Ema: My work is becoming quite
well known...
At my age, no less!
Phoenix: Um, so what exactly is your
current position, then?
Ema: Well, legally speaking...
Ema: I guess you'd call me an
"Eleventh Grader."
Ema: But I'm ready to do my job!
At my age, no less!
Phoenix: (Great, another future
professional in training...)
>Talk: The case
Phoenix: So what's this about a case?
You said the trial's tomorrow?
Ema: My sister didn't do it!
She wouldn't stab someone
with a knife! She wouldn't!
Phoenix: So... it's a murder case.
Ema: I don't care if there's a
witness who saw her do it!
She didn't do it!
Ema: I know she didn't do it!
It's a scientific fact!
Phoenix: And... there's a witness.
Ema: J-just talk to her!
You have to talk to her!
Phoenix: Right...
I suppose I will.
Ema: I promised her I'd bring
Mia Fey, but...
Phoenix: (That's interesting...)
Phoenix: (How would she know Mia?)
>Talk: Sci. Investigator
Phoenix: So, you want to be a
scientific investigator
when you grow up, then?
Ema: E-excuse me?
Ema: I'm not a child,
I'll have you know!
Phoenix: Still, it's good to have a
goal. Albeit a very unusual
one.
Ema: I believe investigations should be done scientifically!
Ema: Don't you?
Phoenix: Uh, yeah.
(Sure can't fault her
for a lack of enthusiasm.)
Ema: If this case is handled
scientifically, I'm sure my
sister's name will be cleared!
Phoenix: Your sister...?
Ema: I've been doing research,
you know!
Ema: I'm developing a new
scientific method of
case investigation!
Ema: I'll show you when I'm done!
Phoenix: I'm looking forward to it.
Phoenix: (Guess I should get down to
the Detention Center and
talk to her sister.)
>Talk: Relation to Mia
Ema: My sister asked for her
specifically.
Ema: Mia Fey...
was a few years below
her in school.
Phoenix: (So she went to the same
school as Mia.)
Ema: She always told me to go
to Mia if I ever needed
a defense attorney...
Ema: And, well...
I need one.
Phoenix: Um, incidentally, Mia is
a woman.
Ema: Mia... Yeah, I thought it
was a little strange when
I saw you, too.
Phoenix: Well, it's nice of you to
help your sister out like
this. You must be close.
Ema: ...
Phoenix: ?
Ema: Well...
Ema: Actually, when she gets like
she is now, I kind of hate
her.
Phoenix: (Huh?)
Ema: But...
But she's my only family.
Phoenix: Your only family?
What about your parents?
Ema: They died in a car accident
when I was little.
Phoenix: Oh... I'm sorry.
>Move: Detention Center
February 22
Detention Center
Visitor's Room
Ema: ...
Phoenix: (Hmm, I wonder what's
wrong with Ema?)
Phoenix: (She got quiet all of a sudden
as soon as we arrived.)
???: Guard...
I thought I told you I
didn't want visitors.
Guard: S-s-s-sorry, ma'am!
It's j-j-just, your sister...
???: No excuses!
???: Or did you not want a
raise this year, hmm?
Guard: U-u-u-understood, ma'am!
Phoenix: (Wh-wh-wh-what was that
all about?)
Ema: H-hi, Lana.
???: Funny.
???: I seem to remember
specifically telling
you NOT to come here.
???: Perhaps my memory is failing?
Ema: L-look...
Ema: I didn't want to come
here either, okay?
Ema: But your trial's tomorrow
and you still don't have
a defense attorney!
???: I'll be the one in court
tomorrow. This has nothing
to do with you, Ema.
???: Isn't that right,
Mr. Wright?
Phoenix: Hey!
How do you know me?
???: Mia mentioned you.
I've heard... quite a bit.
Phoenix: Er, I'm sorry. What exactly
is it that you do...?
???: My name is Lana, Lana Skye.
Lana: I'm Chief Prosecutor for this district.
Phoenix: Y-you're a prosecutor!?
Phoenix: (Two sisters... one a lawyer.
Could this be a coincidence?)
Phoenix: (Ema... Lana...
I mean, they're just like...)
Ema: Is something wrong,
Mr. Wright?
>Examine: Guard
Phoenix: This guard monitors
the visitor's room.
Phoenix: He's frozen in fear of
the frigid Miss Lana.
Phoenix: I'm feeling a bit chilly
myself.
>Examine: Camera
Phoenix: Smile for the camera...
>Present: Attorney's Badge
Lana: Your badge looks new.
Phoenix: I polish it daily.
Lana: In a few years, the gold
plating will flake off.
Lana: Then we'll see the real you.
Phoenix: (Gah! What ever happened
to innocent small talk!?)
Lana: Give it three years.
Then we'll see what you have
become.
>Talk: The case
Lana: There's something you should
know from the start.
Phoenix: W-which is?
Lana: The suspect in this case
has confessed to the crime.
Phoenix: Huh?
Ema: W-wait! But the suspect...
The suspect is...!
Lana: Me.
I did it.
Well, Mr. Wright?
Phoenix: Well... why don't you begin
by telling me exactly what
happened.
Lana: The crime took place
yesterday, February 21,
at 5:15 PM.
Phoenix: That's quite specific.
Lana: It was in the witness's
deposition.
Lana: A witness clearly saw me
committing the crime.
Phoenix: Uh... My, that was a bit
of bad luck, wasn't it?
Lana: The crime took place in the
underground parking lot at
the Prosecutor's Office.
Lana: The body was found in the
trunk of my subordinate's
car.
Phoenix: The Prosecutor's Office, huh?
(In your subordinate's car
trunk? Classy...)
Lana: I was arrested on the spot.
Caught red-handed, as it were.
Phoenix: (My, my...)
>Talk: The victim
Phoenix: So, who was the victim?
Lana: An investigator with the
Police Department.
Lana: I suppose the correct
term is "Detective."
Ema: A detective...?
Lana: Death was due to a loss of
blood. He was stabbed once in
the stomach.
Phoenix: By... you?
Lana: Death wasn't immediate, but
the wound was fatal.
Phoenix: I see...
Lana: Allow me to repeat myself,
Mr. Wright.
The victim was a detective.
Lana: You know what that means,
don't you?
Phoenix: Uh oh!
Ema: What? Mr. Wright?
What does it mean?
Phoenix: Well, it means...
Lana: The police department will
consider it a matter of pride
to have me found guilty.
Lana: They will use any means at
their disposal to do so.
Phoenix: (This case gets worse and
worse with everything
I learn.)
>Talk: Lana
Phoenix: So, you're the Chief
Prosecutor?
Lana: That is correct.
Lana: I'm responsible for overseeing
every trial handled by
prosecutors in this district.
Lana: I make sure the prosecutors
have what they need to do the
job, and manage every aspect.
Lana: Those are my responsibilities,
in a nutshell.
Phoenix: (That's an awfully large
nutshell.)
Lana: Still, I'm a little surprised.
Lana: I would think you'd recognize
the district's Chief
Prosecutor, Mr. Wright.
Phoenix: Huh?
Lana: In fact, it seems impossible
you wouldn't...
Ema: Um... Lana?
What happened to your hand?
Lana: Oh, this?
Lana: I cut myself by accident.
When I stabbed him, that is.
Ema: Huh?
Lana: I'm not very good at being
a criminal, I suppose.
Phoenix: (How am I supposed to
defend this!?)
Phoenix: (Time to change the
subject...)
Phoenix: (Wait, she was in the class
ahead of Mia, wasn't she...?)
>Talk: Relation to Mia
Phoenix: Um, you were in school
with Mia, correct?
Phoenix: A few years above her?
Lana: ... Ema told you that, too,
did she?
Ema: W-well, why not?
I did drag him all the way
here from his office!
Lana: Although it seems he has very
little in common with Mia...
Phoenix: (Hey!)
Lana: It was in law school. I was
in my third year, and she was
auditing the class.
Lana: She was different than
the other students.
Phoenix: Different?
Lana: She was strong... She'd do
anything to become a defense
attorney. Anything.
Lana: That... was probably why she
was attracted to me.
Phoenix: E-excuse me!?
Ema: Intellectually attracted!
Lana was top of her class
in school.
Lana: I was the best there was.
Phoenix: Oh...
Ema: I'm doing pretty good in
school too, by the way!
Phoenix: (It sounds a bit different
when Ema says it...)
Lana: Well, Mr. Wright?
Phoenix: E-excuse me?
Lana: As you can plainly see,
I am admitting my guilt.
Lana: I think it's safe to say...
there's no way you can
take this case. None.
Ema: B-but, Lana!
Lana: ...
Ema: You... you were always this
way, weren't you?
Ema: You never think of anyone
but yourself.
Lana: ...!
Ema: I know you didn't do it,
Lana, I know!
Ema: So...
So how can you say you did!?
Lana: ...
Ema: If I lose you...
Ema: I'll be all alone!
Ema: I...
I hate you, Lana!
Lana: ...
Lana: Mr. Wright?
Phoenix: Y-yes?
Lana: I believe our discussion
here is ended.
Lana: The rest...
I leave to you.
Phoenix: ...!
Phoenix: Um... you mean, you're
requesting my services
as your defense?
Lana: Don't lose any sleep over it.
Your client has confessed,
after all. The case is over.
Phoenix: Right... I'll do what I can
to get to the bottom of this.
Lana: ...
Phoenix: (Lana has confessed to
the crime, yes...)
Phoenix: (But something doesn't fit.)
Phoenix: (It's that look in Ema's
eyes.)
Phoenix: (There's something else going
on here... and I'm going to
find out what!)
[Wright & Co. Law Offices]
Ema: I'm sorry, Mr. Wright.
Phoenix: Huh? About what?
Ema: My sister... She's not
always like that you know.
Phoenix: ...
Phoenix: I just never expected to be
defending another prosecutor
again.
Ema: She's changed a lot.
Ema: She used to be so gentle,
always smiling. Everybody
liked her.
Phoenix: I see...
(Sorry, but I'm having
trouble imagining that.)
Phoenix: What happened to her?
Ema: I don't know for certain
myself...
Ema: I think maybe she...
Well, maybe not.
Phoenix: (Sounds like there's something
there that defies a simple
scientific explanation.)
Phoenix: Let's go check out this
underground parking at the
Prosecutor's Office, shall we?
Ema: O-Okay!
>Move: Underground Parking Lot
February 22
Prosecutor's Office
Underground Parking Lot
Phoenix: So this is the lot
where it all happened?
Ema: Looks like they're still
investigating...
Phoenix: (Funny that my first visit
to the Prosecutor's Office
should be like this...)
Ema: Hey everyone!
Keep up the good work!
Phoenix: H-hey!
What are you thinking?
Ema: Well, they are going to be
my coworkers three years
from now after all.
Ema: No harm in saying hello...
Phoenix: Actually, there is. You know
attorneys aren't supposed to
examine crime scenes?
Phoenix: I'm trying to not stand out
too much, here, see?
???: Hey there!
???: You 'specting to go unnoticed
here, pardner?
Ema: P-Pardner?
???: What do we have here?
???: Looks like a bambina got loose
from the ranch and is up to
no good!
???: Folks gotta learn to keep them
dogies tied down, pardner.
Ema: M-Mr. Marshall!
Phoenix: (Marshall? Looks more like
a sheriff to me...)
???: Lookie here, bambina.
I know how you feel.
???: But this is my gang's
gold strike, see?
Ema: Strike...?
???: This is our claim, our
territory. And the goldmine
is... evidence.
???: If you're fixin' to mess
with what's ours...
You'll regret it, pardner!
???: You know what dreams the
cacti out in the desert
dream? You want to?
Phoenix: (What's this guy talking
about!?)
???: You head along home now.
Happy trails, bambina!
Phoenix: ...
Ema: ...
Phoenix: Was that uh, hombre,
a friend of yours?
Ema: Uh... kind of... sort of...
Yeah. He's a detective.
Phoenix: (Who thinks he's a sheriff
from the Wild West it seems.)
>Examine: Entrance