Phoenix Wright: Ace Attorney

Episode 5, Chapter 7

Pazu (lon_lsama@hotmail.com)

 

                        Rise from the Ashes

                        Day 3 - Investigation

 

                        February 24, 3:12 PM

                        Wright & Co. Law Offices

 

Ema:                I'm so sorry, Mr. Wright.

Ema:                I'm sorry for what my sister

                        said...

Lana:                Drastic crimes require

                        drastic measures...

Lana:                That's just the way it is.

Lana:                We did what we had to...

                        in order for him to get the

                        verdict he deserved.

Ema:                I... didn't know.

Ema:                I never knew that the

                        "SL-9 Incident" was just

                        another name for...

Ema:                the "Joe Darke Killings."

Phoenix:           (Sounds like everyone's heard

                        about these killings but

                        me...)

Ema:                Lana wanted Darke convicted so

                        badly!

Ema:                That's why she used me...

                        That's why she used what

                        happened to me.

Phoenix:           What do you mean, "what

                        happened" to you?

Ema:                It's all there in the file...

Ema:                Joe Darke's last victim was

                        Prosecutor Neil Marshall.

Ema:                When he murdered Officer

                        Marshall's brother,

Ema:                he left behind an

                        incriminating piece of

                        evidence.

Phoenix:           But what did you have to do

                        with those killings, Ema?

Ema:                On the night Prosecutor Neil

                        Marshall was murdered, Joe

                        Darke... tried to kill me.

Phoenix:           What? He tried to kill you!?

Ema:                Officer Marshall's brother...

                        Neil... was only trying to

                        save me.

Phoenix:           So that means you...

Ema:                Yes.

Ema:                I was a witness in the Joe

                        Darke trial.

Phoenix:           (I didn't see that one

                        coming!)

 

 

                        >Examine: Desk

 

Phoenix:           Mia's desk.

Phoenix:           I sit here even less now

                        that I've stopped taking

                        cases.

Ema:                Uh oh! I have a math test

                        coming up next week!

                        I'd better study!

Ema:                I'm borrowing this desk, okay?

Ema:                1 + 1 = 2

                        1 + 2 = 3

                        1 + 3 = 4

Phoenix:           (If that's what they're

                        teaching in high school math,

                        we're in serious trouble.)

 

                        >Examine: Bookshelf

 

Phoenix:           Difficult-looking legal books

                        stand in a formidable row.

                        They mock me.

Ema:                Oh, I tried studying one of

                        those just now.

Ema:                Remember what they were

                        talking about in the

                        trial yesterday...?

Phoenix:           Oh, right, evidence law.

                        So, did you learn anything?

Ema:                Well, when I tried reading

                        it made my head hurt.

Phoenix:           Oh...

Ema:                Then, when I closed it, it

                        slipped out of my hand and

                        fell on my foot.

Phoenix:           (Oddly enough I find myself

                        identifying with her on this

                        one...)

 

 

                        >Present: Goodman's ID /

                        Lost Item Report

 

Ema:                Mr. Goodman didn't have this

                        on the day of the crime,

                        right?

Phoenix:           Right. A few days before he

                        was murdered,

Phoenix:           he had filed a lost item

                        report.

Phoenix:           (Although "stolen item" is

                        more like it...)

Phoenix:           (Swiped by that lone wolf who

                        dressed up like him.)

Ema:                I never would have thought

                        Officer Marshall the type to

                        do something like that.

Phoenix:           It didn't come as much of a

                        surprise to me...

 

                        >Present: Edgeworth's Knife

 

Ema:                So... Mr. Edgeworth's knife

                        was the murder weapon?

Phoenix:           Right... or so the witness,

                        Ms. Starr, claims.

Phoenix:           She saw your sister stab

                        Mr. Goodman with this knife.

Ema:                Ugh...

                        You know, all of this is

                        that Angel Starr's fault!

Phoenix:           She's not the one on trial

                        here.

Ema:                Well, no, but she must have

                        seen it wrong!

Phoenix:           Her eyesight isn't on trial

                        here, either.

 

                        >Present: Lana's Cell Phone

 

Phoenix:           According to Ms. Starr's

                        testimony...

Phoenix:           Ms. Skye used her phone right

                        after the murder... she called

                        you, right?

Ema:                B-but...!

                        She hung up right away.

Ema:                And it was a bad connection.

                        I couldn't hear anything.

Phoenix:           (It was an underground parking

                        lot, I suppose...)

Ema:                She did say something about

                        a "muffler"...

Ema:                But like I said, she hung up

                        right away.

 

                        >Present: Victim's Shoe

 

Phoenix:           There was something strange

                        about this shoe, wasn't

                        there?

Phoenix:           Let's see, what was it...?

Ema:                The traces of blood on its

                        sole.

Ema:                There wasn't any blood found

                        at the Prosecutor's Office's

                        underground parking lot.

Phoenix:           But we did find blood on the

                        floor somewhere, didn't we?

Phoenix:           Where was that again...?

Ema:                In the evidence room at the

                        Police Department.

Ema:                Now stop using me as your

                        memo pad!!!

 

                        >Present: Switchblade Knife

 

Phoenix:           Why would this have been

                        in the car's exhaust pipe?

Ema:                It's evidence from an

                        old case, right?

Phoenix:           Right... the SL-9 Incident.

                        It was solved, apparently.

Phoenix:           (This knife was stolen on

                        the day of the evidence

                        transferal...)

Phoenix:           (Maybe I should look into

                        this "SL-9 Incident"...)

 

                        >Present: Luminol Testing Fluid

 

Ema:                This stuff is pretty

                        expensive.

Phoenix:           You don't say. How much?

Ema:                I'd say about $10 per gram!

Ema:                I save up my allowance

                        to buy it.

Phoenix:           Your allowance...? Does

                        your sister give you that?

Ema:                Yes.

                        We don't have parents...

Phoenix:           R-right...

Ema:                Sometimes she even gives me

                        a bottle instead of my

                        allowance!

Phoenix:           A bottle of luminol testing

                        fluid...?

Phoenix:           (Man, I'd just take the

                        allowance myself...)

 

                        >Present: ID Card Record

 

Ema:                There's only one number left

                        to check out.

Phoenix:           That's right. We now know the

                        other numbers aren't related

                        to the murder.

Phoenix:           "7777777"...

                        An "executive officer."

Ema:                Sevensevensevensevenseven-

                        sevensevenseven...

Phoenix:           Uh, I believe that's one

                        "seven" too many...

Phoenix:           (We can't find out whose

                        number this is unless we have

                        some incriminating evidence.)

Phoenix:           (That's going to be hard to

                        dig up by tomorrow...)

 

                        >Present: Fingerprinting Set

 

Ema:                Mr. Edgeworth is so kind,

                        giving us something like this.

Ema:                Hey! You don't think he...

                        he... likes me, do you?

Ema:                ...

Phoenix:           Are you okay, Ema?

Ema:                Mr. Wright! Hurry!

                        RUN!!!

Ema:                AHH-CHOOOO!!!

Phoenix:           ...

Ema:                ...

Ema:                Here, I'll wipe those

                        fingerprints off your face.

Phoenix:           (Might as well wipe my dignity

                        away too while you're at it.)

 

                        >Present: Screwdriver

 

Phoenix:           This screwdriver was at

                        Edgeworth's office, wasn't it?

Ema:                Yes. He said it didn't have

                        anything to do with the crime.

Phoenix:           ...

Phoenix:           Then what are we doing

                        carrying it around?

Ema:                Hey, don't ask me! I'm not the

                        one making the decisions

                        around here!

Phoenix:           (If I recall...)

Phoenix:           (Edgeworth said Chief Gant

                        asked him to take this to

                        the Prosecutor's Office.)

 

                        >Present: Unstable Jar

 

Phoenix:           This jar's pretty fragile.

Ema:                It looks like it's about to

                        break apart!

Phoenix:           What do you mean, "about to"?

                        It's already broken.

Ema:                I meant again...

Phoenix:           (This piece was found in

                        Detective Goodman's evidence

                        locker.)

Phoenix:           (That means...)

Ema:                This is somehow related to

                        that other incident...

 

                        >Present: Marshall's Prints

 

Phoenix:           This fingerprint was left on

                        the locker when Marshall

                        was stashing his bloody coat.

Ema:                I guess that blood wasn't Mr.

                        Goodman's after all.

Phoenix:           Nope. Just that of an overly

                        zealous patrolman.

Ema:                So there wasn't a murder at

                        the Police Department at 5:15

                        in the end.

Phoenix:           (I wonder what's going to

                        happen to Officer Marshall

                        now...)

 

                        >Present: Security Video

 

Ema:                We owe our entire success in

                        court today to this tape.

Phoenix:           At first I thought it was a

                        joke,

Phoenix:           but it turned out to be a

                        goldmine of evidence.

Ema:                I counted a total of five

                        clues in it.

Phoenix:           It also gave the Blue Badger

                        some publicity...

Phoenix:           of the negative sort, that is.

 

                        >Present: SL-9 Incident Files

 

Phoenix:           It seems everything is

                        somehow related to this

                        incident.

Ema:                What was it labeled, again?

                        The "SL-9 Incident"?

Phoenix:           Yes. The name of everyone

                        connected to this trial is

                        listed in here.

Phoenix:           All that's left...

Phoenix:           is to figure out just what

                        role everyone plays in this

                        case.

Phoenix:           If we search hard enough, I

                        think we'll find our answers.

Phoenix:           (What exactly did, or didn't,

                        Lana do?)

Ema:                I'm not sure I want to know

                        everything...

 

                        >Present: Gant Team Picture /

                        Neil's Autopsy Report /

                        Letter of Resignation

 

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?)

 

 

                        >Move: Detention Center

 

                        February 24

                        Detention Center

                        Visitor's Room

 

Ema:                Looks like they're questioning

                        Lana again.

Phoenix:           (I guess we're not the only

                        ones who want to question

                        her...)

Ema:                Well, since we've come all

                        this way, why don't we go see

                        Mr. Meekins?

Phoenix:           Uh...

                        Let's not and say we did.

Phoenix:           (I'd rather come back and

                        do that later.)

 

                       

                        >Move: Underground Parking Lot

 

                        February 24

                        Detention Center

                        Underground Parking Lot

 

Phoenix:           No one's here today...

                        Not even Ms. Starr.

Ema:                Everyone's probably busy

                        looking into what exactly went

                        down in the evidence room.

Ema:                That must be where the

                        detectives are.

Phoenix:           But we proved in court today

                        that no one was murdered in

                        the evidence room at 5:15 PM,

Phoenix:           on the day of the crime.

Ema:                Yeah. I thought we were

                        finally making some headway in

                        our case!

Phoenix:           But instead it looks like we

                        just ended up making Lana look

                        even more guilty.

Ema:                Hang in there, Lana...

Phoenix:           (I've got to find all the

                        answers by tomorrow!)

 

 

                        >Examine: Wall

 

Ema:                So, this is the famous

                        divider.

Phoenix:           It sure helped us knock a

                        hole in that testimony

                        yesterday.

Phoenix:           Come to think of it, this

                        divider helped our case more

                        than the actual witness.

Ema:                The great divider!

                        A chip off the old parking

                        block!

Phoenix:           It's just a wall.

                        (Scientifically speaking...)

 

                        >Examine: Oil Drum

 

Phoenix:           So, this is the famous

                        oil drum.

Ema:                Well, no time like the

                        present! I'll try to kick

                        it over myself!

Ema:                Hii-yah!

Ema:                ...

Ema:                ...

Phoenix:           Th-that's okay. Don't cry.

                        (That Lana Skye must be a

                        powerful woman...)

 

                        >Examine: Trunk

 

Ema:                That's where we found

                        that note.

Phoenix:           "2/21 SL-9"...

                        The SL-9 Incident.

Ema:                A case that was due for

                        transferal the day of

                        the murder.

Ema:                I never knew...

                        The "SL-9 Incident" referred

                        to...

Phoenix:           The Joe Darke Killings.

Phoenix:           (Everyone in this case played

                        some part in that incident.)

Phoenix:           (This has to be more than just

                        sheer coincidence!)

 

                        >Examine: B Block Fence

 

Phoenix:           "B Block" is through there.

                        That's where visitors park.

Ema:                So...

                        Ms. Starr climbed over

                        this fence!?

Phoenix:           I-it seems so, yeah.

                        (That fence is 9 feet high

                        at least!)

Ema:                Well no time like the

                        present! I think I'll

                        give it a little try!

Ema:                Eeeek!

Ema:                ...

Ema:                ...

Phoenix:           I-it's okay, don't cry.

                        (Maybe there's a Lunchland

                        Olympics team?)

 

 

                        >Move: High Prosecutor's Office

 

                        February 24

                        High Prosecutor's Office

                        Room 1202

 

Ema:                Mr. Edgeworth isn't here.

Phoenix:           Maybe he's being questioned

                        by an inquiry committee?

Phoenix:           (He took a real beating in

                        court today...)

Ema:                Yeah, with  Lana admitting to

                        falsifying evidence two years

                        ago...

Phoenix:           I guess we'll just have to

                        come back later.

 

 

                        >Examine: Bouquet

 

Ema:                My, my, my! What an amazing

                        bouquet! Just right for

                        Mr. Edgeworth.

Phoenix:           No kidding. Hey, there's

                        a card on it...

Phoenix:           "To be or not to be -- Wendy"

Phoenix:           ("Wendy?" ...

                        I've heard that name

                        somewhere before.)

Ema:                And beside it...

                        A giant Steel Samurai!

Ema:                Wow, I want one!

Phoenix:           Huh? There's something

                        written on the bottom

                        of his foot.

Phoenix:           "To every cloud, there is

                        a silver lining. -- Wendy"

Ema:                Was this the same message

                        that was here yesterday?

 

                        >Examine: Window

 

Ema:                Whoa!

Ema:                What a view! It must be

                        nice to have an office on

                        the 12th floor.

Phoenix:           I guess you would feel...

                        important.

Ema                 Incidentally...

Ema:                Were you to jump out this

                        window, your chance of

                        fatality would be...

Ema:                ...

Ema:                Got it!

                        99.9998 percent!

Phoenix:           (There's a 0.0002% chance

                        you'd live?)

 

                       

                        >Move: Underground Parking Lot

                        >Move: Police Dept. Entrance

 

                        February 24

                        Police Department

                        Entrance

 

Marshall:           Howdy, Bambina.

Ema:                Oh, Mr. Marshall!

Marshall:           I never thought things'd turn

                        out this way when I woke up

                        this morning.

Marshall:           Que serà serà. You never know

                        where life'll lead you, eh

                        Bambina?

Marshall:           I should've known my luck had

                        run out when ol' Billy dried

                        up this morning.

Ema:                Billy...?

Phoenix:           Must be his pet cactus.

Phoenix:           Say, where are you headed?

Marshall:           Just over to the Prosecutor's