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The Lost Turnabout
Transcript
Nick


Phoenix:
...*huff*...*huff*...

Phoenix:
Grr!!
How did I get into this
mess...?

That's far enough!

You can't run forever,
Mr. Phoenix Wright!

Phoenix:
Wha...!?
What have I done wrong!?

I cannot allow you
to go on like this!

Phoenix:
...?

Phoenix:
B-But I'm just a simple defense attorney!

Silence!

You are no longer worthy
of your title.




September 8, 9:08 AM
District Court
Defendant Lobby No. 1

Phoenix:
What a nightmare...

Phoenix:
And I bet it was this
ringtone that caused it...

Phoenix:
I really shouldn't be dozing
off right before a trial
starts anyway...

Phone:
...*beep*...

Phoenix:
Huh... looks like they hung up.

? ? ?:
Ah, good.
I finally found it.

? ? ?:
Talk about a close call.
I hate to do this to you, but...

? ? ?:
It's nothing personal...
Mr. Attorney.




A few minutes later...
District Court
Defendant Lobby No. 1

Phoenix:
...

Phoenix:
Ouch...
My head...
It's throbbing...

Phoenix:
And why does it feel...
so foggy in there...?

? ? ?:
Gooood morning!

Phoenix:
Ack!

Phoenix:
Uh...
G-Good morning...

? ? ?:
What's wrong!?
You don't look well!

? ? ?:
People are at their best
first thing in the morning!
Where's that fighting spirit!?

Phoenix:
...
Sorry, but can you please
turn the cheeriness down?

Phoenix:
My head... sort of hurts...

? ? ?:
Roger that!

Phoenix:
...

? ? ?:
...

Phoenix:
...
Um...
Am I in trouble or something?

? ? ?:
Huh?
"Trouble...?"

Phoenix:
W-Wait, never mind.
You're a policewoman,
right?

Phoenix:
I thought maybe I had
done something wrong...?

? ? ?:
Wh-What are you talking about?

? ? ?:
I'm the one in trouble!

Phoenix:
...
What?

Byrde:
I'm placing my life in your
hands today, Mr. Phoenix
Wright!

Phoenix:
Life...
in...
my hands...?

Byrde:
You promised me!
You said you would prove
that I was not guilty!

Phoenix:
"N... Not... guilty"?

Byrde:
Just when I thought all hope
was lost; when all the other
lawyers had laughed me off...

Byrde:
"Leave it to me!" you said!
You! The one and only Phoenix
Wright came to save the day!

Byrde:
And just like that, I was
moved to tears, sir!

Byrde:
I'll never forget what you're
doing for me, EVER!

Phoenix:
(What is this girl babbling
about...?)

Byrde:
Actually, I really love to
watch court proceedings, and
I always root for you to win!

Byrde:
When I'm off duty, I like to
come here and...

Byrde:
...?

Byrde:
What's wrong? You've been
acting really strange and you
keep staring at me.

Byrde:
You're making me kind of
nervous, sir...

Phoenix:
Oh... sorry.

Phoenix:
(Hmm... I'm afraid to ask,
but here goes...)

Phoenix:
So, this might sound bad,
but... uh...
Who are you...?

Byrde:
Whaaaaat!?

Byrde:
Mr. Wright!!
How can you say that!?

Byrde:
How can you do this to the
fragile heart of a girl about
to go on trial...?

Byrde:
You're absolutely horrible!

Phoenix:
No -- I mean, I didn't mean it
like that!

Byrde:
Is this how a defense attorney
treats his clients, sir!?
I can't believe this!!

Phoenix:
No, it's just...
...Well, I think you have the
wrong person.

Phoenix:
I'm...

Byrde:
Yes...!?
"I'm..."!?

Phoenix:
...

Phoenix:
... I'm...
Who am I?
(Why am I drawing a blank...?)

Bailiff:
The trial will begin shortly.

Bailiff:
Will the defendant and her
lawyer please proceed to
the courtroom immediately!

Byrde:
The trial's about to start!
I'm counting on you in
there, OK?




Phoenix:
(Hmm... I guess I must
have
amnesia...)

Phoenix:
(Let's see... What can I piece
together...?)

Phoenix:
(Hmm, from our conversation,
I can safely say that I'm
probably a
defense attorney.)

Phoenix:
(And that girl...
I said I'd prove her "
not
guilty
"...)

Phoenix:
(I can't believe I made such
an irresponsible promise.)

Phoenix:
Aaaaaargh!
Someone, please!!

Phoenix:
Tell me this is just a bad
dream!

(Why do I get the feeling this
is one dream I won't be waking
up from...? *gulp*)




September 8, 10:00 AM
District Court
Courtroom No. 2

Judge:
Court is now in session for
the trial of Maggey Byrde.

Payne:
The prosecution is ready,
Your Honor.

Phoenix:
...

Judge:
What is it, Mr. Wright?

Phoenix:
Um, er...
Are you talking to me...?

Judge:
Do you see any other defense
attorneys here?

Phoenix:
(I guess not. Urk.)

Judge:
Now then, are you ready?



Phoenix:
Actually, you see, Your
Honor...
My memory is kind of...

Judge:
The court will not hear
the defense's excuses.

Judge:
Because the defendant is a
member of the police, this
case is under great scrutiny.

Judge:
Therefore, we must make this
trial fair but swift.

Judge:
I believe I have told you this
before. I hope you're not
telling me you've forgotten!

Phoenix:
(Actually, I did...)

Judge:
Mr. Payne, your opening
statement, please.

Payne:
Yes, Your Honor.

Payne:
As I'm sure you're well aware,
the defendant is accused of
killing her lover.

Payne:
What's worse, her lover was a
fellow police officer!

Phoenix:
A policeman?
You did WHAT to a policeman!?

Byrde:
It wasn't me!

Byrde:
And besides,
Dustin and I...

Byrde:
We weren't "lovers" like that!

Payne:
In any case...

Payne:
The prosecution will prove
that the guilty party is none
other than the defendant!

Judge:
Very well.

Judge:
Mr. Payne, please call your
first witness.

Payne:
Hee, hee, hee.
It's been a while, Mr. Wright.

Payne:
Let's see what you've
learned since last time.

Payne:
I won't show you any mercy
this time, rookie!

Phoenix:
Okaaay...
(And who are you again!?)

Payne:
Please bring Detective
Dick Gumshoe to the stand.

Byrde:
Here we go!
Don't let me down, Mr. Wright!

Phoenix:
(Nowhere to hide...
I'm sooo dead...)




Payne:
Witness, please state your
name and occupation.

Gumshoe:
My name is Dick Gumshoe, sir.

Gumshoe:
I'm the detective in charge
of homicides down at the
precinct, sir.

Judge:
You don't look very well,
Detective.

Gumshoe:
Well, sir, the defendant...
She works under me,
so, you know...

Phoenix:
You work under that detective?

Byrde:
Yes, sir! And while I was a
trainee, he was always
watching out for me, sir!

Byrde:
He's such a wonderful guy,
sir! I'll never forget what
he's done for me!

Phoenix:
(OK, calm down, I believe
you.)

Payne:
Detective Gumshoe.

Payne:
Please describe for us
the details of this murder.

Gumshoe:
Yes, sir.

Gumshoe:
It happened at the park near
headquarters, "Exposé Park".

Gumshoe:
The victim was one of the
local cops, Dustin Prince.

Gumshoe:
He was pushed down from the
benches on the upper path,
sir.

Gumshoe:
The landing beat his body up
bad and snapped his neck.

Payne:
The details are listed in the
report that was distributed
yesterday...

Judge:
Ah, yes.
This autopsy report, correct?

Phoenix:
(Why do I not remember
getting a copy...?)

Judge:
I see everything is
in order here.

Judge:
Even the estimated time of
death is unusually well
documented!

Gumshoe:
The victim's watch stopped
from the impact of the
landing, sir.

Gumshoe:
The results of the autopsy
confirmed the time of death.

Payne:
If I may, Your Honor,

Payne:
the prosecution would like to
submit this photograph.

Judge:
Very well.
The court accepts
it into evidence.

Crime Photo 1 added
to the Court Record.

Judge:
Now then, I recall at
yesterday's preliminary
hearing,

Judge:
a very important piece of
evidence was brought to
our attention.

Payne:
Yes, Your Honor.

Gumshoe:
Yes, sir.

Phoenix:
Yes... I guess?

Judge:
Mr. Wright!
Is your head on right today!?

Judge:
There was a very crucial piece
of evidence found under the
victim's body!

Phoenix:
Um, was there?

Byrde:
Have you lost your mind!?

Phoenix:
Well, actually...

Phoenix:
Um, it's just nerves.
Give me a second.

Byrde:
Whaaaat!?

Byrde:
How can you talk like such an
amateur!? I thought you were
a pro, sir!

Byrde:
...

Byrde:
Alright, sir.
I'll help you through this!

Byrde:
At a time like this, maybe you
ought to take a glance at the
Court Record!

Phoenix:
...Court Record?

Byrde:
Yup! Info about evidence and
people involved with this case
are all listed there, sir!

Byrde:
You can look at the Court
Record by touching the
Court Record Button
!

Phoenix:
The Court Record Button...?
You really know what you're
talking about, huh?

Byrde:
It's too bad I'm a cop, right?
Just think! I could totally
be a legal aide instead!

Judge:
Mr. Wright.

Phoenix:
Yes, Your Honor!

Judge:
Court is in session.
Save your chit-chat for later!

Phoenix:
S-Sorry, Your Honor...

Phoenix:
(Well, I guess I'd better
check the
Court Record,
and see what I can find...)

Phoenix:
(What was it again?
The Court Record Button...?)

Judge:
Alright, Mr. Wright.
Let's see if your notes are in
order.

Judge:
What was the piece of evidence
found underneath the victim's
body?




Phoenix:
That's simple, Your Honor.
A broken pair of glasses.

Judge:
That's right.

Gumshoe:
The victim grabbed the
criminal's glasses as he
was being shoved, sir,

Gumshoe:
and held onto them as he fell.

Phoenix:
...

Byrde:
Hey!
Why are you giving me the
evil eye!?

Phoenix:
Those glasses you're
wearing...

Byrde:
Nnnngh...

Byrde:
Yes, this is my spare pair.

Byrde:
But these glasses they found
at the scene of the crime are
not mine! I swear, sir!

Phoenix:
You sure about that?

Byrde:
Look, it was a coincidence
that on that same day, I
accidentally stepped on mine!

Phoenix:
(A "coincidence" she says...
Urk...)

Payne:
Eh hee hee hee hee hee hee!
Your Honor.

Payne:
I have further evidence to
present.

Judge:
Oh? You have more?

Payne:
And this evidence is very
decisive.

Judge:
Very well!

Judge:
Let's hear from our witness
about this "evidence".




WITNESS
TESTIMONY


Testimony

-- Decisive Evidence --


Gumshoe:
There's something even more
incriminating than the glasses
under the victim's body, sir.

Gumshoe:
During his date, the victim
was pushed from the bench
area.

Gumshoe:
But he managed to write the
culprit's name on the ground
where he landed.

Gumshoe:
I don't like saying it, but it
was clearly the defendant's
name, "Maggie", sir.

Gumshoe:
With this piece of evidence
and the glasses, it's hard to
say she's not the culprit.




Payne:
This is a picture of the
writing, Your Honor.

Judge:
Why, this is...!

Judge:
Yes, I can see the name
is clearly written here.

Payne:
The prosecution would like
to submit this picture.

Judge:
Understood.
The court accepts it into
evidence.

Crime Photo 2 added to the
Court Record.

Phoenix:
As if the glasses alone didn't
make you look suspicious,

Phoenix:
the victim even wrote your
name clear as day on the
ground!

Byrde:
But, but, but, I already told
you! Those glasses aren't
mine!!

Phoenix:
And how do you explain his
dying message?

Byrde:
...

Byrde:
It's a conspiracy!
I'm not guilty, sir!

Judge:
Mr. Wright, you may cross-
examine
the witness.

Phoenix:
Cross-examine?

Byrde:
This is it!
I'm counting on you!

Phoenix:
Sure... But what am I supposed
to do?

Byrde:
WHAT!?

Byrde:
This isn't like you at all!

Byrde:
Normally, this is the part
where you get in the
witnesses' faces!

Phoenix:
Get in their faces and do
what?

Byrde:
I guess there's no way
around it!

Byrde:
OK, I'm going to lend you a
hand!

Byrde:
The prosecution's witnesses
all hide things from the
court,

Byrde:
which means they lie from
time to time.

Phoenix:
Lie?

Phoenix:
But... isn't that detective
your superior?

Byrde:
Well, even if they don't mean
to lie, sometimes people just
remember things wrong.

Phoenix:
Hmm, like that detective.
He does sort of look like
a scatterbrain...

Byrde:
It doesn't matter!
Either way, it's bad for us,
sir!

Byrde:
That's why when you question
witnesses, you have to find
and expose their lies!

Judge:
Mr. Wright.
Your cross-examination,
please.

Phoenix:
Y-Yes, Your Honor.

Phoenix:
(Talk about trial by fire.
Here goes nothing.)

Phoenix:
(As long as I can "expose the
lies
", we should be alright.)




CROSS
EXAMINATION


-- Decisive Evidence --


Gumshoe:
There's something even more
incriminating than the glasses
under the victim's body, sir.


Gumshoe:
During his date, the victim
was pushed from the bench
area.


Gumshoe:
But he managed to write the
culprit's name on the ground
where he landed.



Gumshoe:
I don't like saying it, but it
was clearly the defendant's
name, "Maggie", sir.



Gumshoe:
With this piece of evidence
and the glasses, it's hard to
say she's not the culprit.


Byrde:
Don't give up!
Keep that fighting spirit
going!

Phoenix:
I'm glad you're all pumped up,
but...

Byrde:
I really want to see your
"special move", sir!

Phoenix:
My what??

Byrde:
You always look so cool when
you present evidence!

Phoenix:
Present... evidence?






Phoenix:
...

Phoenix:
...

Phoenix:
...

Judge:
Wh-What is it?

Phoenix:
...

Phoenix:
(What...
What's come over me...?)

Phoenix:
(Without thinking, I just
blurted out, "
Objection!"...)

Phoenix:
(And I yelled it at the top of
my lungs, finger outstretched,
ready to take on my opponent!)

Phoenix:
(What a rush!)

Phoenix:
Detective Gumshoe!

Gumshoe:
Y-You talking to me, pal?

Phoenix:
Please state the defendant's
name for me!

Payne:
Objection

Payne:
What are you trying to
prove with this futile
exercise, Mr. Wright?

Phoenix:
You'll see. This is a very
crucial line of questioning!

Phoenix:
Actually, Mr. Payne, you can
answer. The defendant's name,
if you please.

Payne:
Wh-Where is this ridiculous
question coming from?

Payne:
The defendant's, uh, name
is, uh... "Maggie Byrde".

Phoenix:
I think someone needs to
check the Court Record.

Payne:
What...?
It says right here that it's
"Maggey Byrde".

Payne:
Aaaah!!

Phoenix:
It looks like the bird
caught the cat napping!

Judge:
What's going on here!?

Gumshoe:
I have no idea either, sir!

Phoenix:
As you can see,

Phoenix:
the victim did indeed leave a
name, "Maggie".

Phoenix:
However, the defendant's
name is actually spelled,
"Maggey"!

Phoenix:
This is a blatant
contradiction of facts!

Judge:
Ohh!

Gumshoe:
How about that?
I hadn't even noticed!

Payne:
Objection

Payne:
But, but, but...!

Payne:
But maybe the victim didn't
know how to spell her name
correctly...

Phoenix:
Objection

Phoenix:
May I remind you that it was
you who said,

Phoenix:
"The defendant is accused of
killing her lover."

Phoenix:
If they were truly lovers, it
would be impossible for him
to have not known her name!

Payne:
Noooo!

Judge:
This is very true.

Judge:
Mr. Payne.

Payne:
Y-Yes, Your Honor?

Judge:
Are you absolutely certain
that the defendant and the
victim, Dustin Prince,

Judge:
were, in fact, lovers?

Payne:
Y-Yes, I am quite certain,
Your Honor.

Payne:
They were a well-known
couple in the police force.

Judge:
Detective Gumshoe.

Judge:
Please testify for the court
the relationship between the
victim and the defendant.

Gumshoe:
Yes, sir...




WITNESS
TESTIMONY


Testimony
-- Dustin and Maggey --


Gumshoe:
Officer Prince and Officer
Byrde had been going out for
about half a year.

Gumshoe:
It sounded like they were even
talking about marriage.

Gumshoe:
The day of the incident just
happened to be the victim's
birthday, sir.

Gumshoe:
Maggey... I mean, Officer
Byrde, had gotten Officer
Prince a present.

Gumshoe:
It was something she had
gotten over 2 months ago.

Gumshoe:
I should know, 'cause she
came to me to ask what she
should get for him.




Judge:
Oh... Those two sound
like they were close...

Payne:
Nevertheless, tragedu**** struck.

Judge:
Hmm, yes, I see...
You may cross-examine the
witness, Mr. Wright.




CROSS
EXAMINATION


-- Dustin and Maggey --

Gumshoe:
Officer Prince and Officer
Byrde had been going out for
about half a year.


Gumshoe:
It sounded like they were even
talking about marriage.


Gumshoe:
The day of the incident just
happened to be the victim's
birthday, sir.


Gumshoe:
Maggey... I mean, Officer
Byrde, had gotten Officer
Prince a present.


Gumshoe:
It was something she had
gotten over 2 months ago.


Gumshoe:
I should know, 'cause she
came to me to ask what she
should get for him.


Phoenix:
...

Byrde:
Wh-What is it this time?

Phoenix:
That testimony didn't sound
like it had any contradictions
in it to me.

Phoenix:
There just wasn't anything
that really stuck out as odd.

Byrde:
Yeah...

Byrde:
I wonder what would happen
if you tried to get more
information from him?

Phoenix:
Get more information?

Byrde:
Yeah! You know!
Like how they "press" people
on those old cop shows, sir!

Phoenix:
So I should try "pressing"
him, huh?




Byrde:
Yes!
Bluffing to the max!

Byrde:
Now, THIS is the Mr. Wright
I know!

Byrde:
I'm so happy you're back, sir!
I was wondering how long it'd
take! This is great!

Phoenix:
(Hmm, pressing people...
It feels like I've done
this before.)

Phoenix:
(As if I used to do this to
squeeze information from even
the most tight-lipped people.)

Judge:
Very well.

Judge:
If you are that convinced,
then let's hear some more
about this matter.

Gumshoe:
Actually, I brought the glove
with me today.

Phoenix:
And?

Judge:
Why didn't you say so earlier?
Hurry and show the glove to
this court!

Gumshoe:
Well, I didn't think it had
anything to do with this
case...

Gumshoe:
Anyway, this is it, sir.

Judge:
It's, uh... rather yellow,
isn't it?

Baseball Glove added to the
Court Record.

Gumshoe:
Officer Prince really liked
the color yellow.

Phoenix:
And that's why you had to
special order it?

Byrde:
Yup, that's right!
That, and one other reason...

Judge:
I think this court has heard
enough.

Judge:
It is clear that the victim
and the defendant were
involved with each other.

Payne:
Yes, that's correct, Your
Honor.

Judge:
Now, if that is true, it
brings up an important
question.

Judge:
Was the name "Maggie" really
written by the victim?

Payne:
I see your point, Your Honor.

Payne:
Detective Gumshoe, please
tell the court a little more
about the name on the ground.

Gumshoe:
Yes, sir.




WITNESS
TESTIMONY



Testimony


-- Writing on the Ground --


Gumshoe:
We first looked into the
handwriting, sir.

Gumshoe:
Unfortunately, we couldn't
confirm that it was the
victim's handwriting.

Gumshoe:
Next, we checked the victim's
pointer finger.

Gumshoe:
We found that there was sand
trapped under the victim's
fingernail.

Gumshoe:
There were also scratches on
the skin that were caused
by him writing on the ground.

Gumshoe:
From this, we could confirm
that the victim wrote this
name with his right hand.




Judge:
Hmm... Yes, a perfectly
logical conclusion.

Judge:
Now then, Mr. Wright, you may
cross-examine the witness.

Phoenix:
Thank you, Your Honor.




CROSS
EXAMINATION


-- Writing on the Ground --

Gumshoe:
We first looked into the
handwriting.


Gumshoe:
Unfortunately, we couldn't
confirm that it was the
victim's handwriting.


Gumshoe:
Next, we checked the victim's
pointer finger.


Gumshoe:
We found that there was sand
trapped under the victim's
fingernail.


Gumshoe:
There were also scratches on
the skin that were caused
by him writing on the ground.


Gumshoe:
From this, we could confirm
that the victim wrote this
name with his right hand.



Phoenix:
(Listening to this, you would
think there was only one
conclusion...)

Phoenix:
(that the name was definitely
written by the victim...)

Byrde:
But don't you think that
would be really strange, sir!?

Byrde:
If Dustin really wrote that
message with his right hand,

Byrde:
do you think I would have gone
through that much trouble to
get him his present?

Phoenix:
(The present...?
What about it...?)




Phoenix:
Detective Gumshoe.
Take a look at this.

Gumshoe:
That's the glove, right?

Phoenix:
Could you tell the court
what is special about this
glove?

Gumshoe:
What's special? Um, never
really thought about it, but
uh...

Gumshoe:
It's REALLY yellow...
...
And that's about it.

Phoenix:
Yes, it's REALLY yellow, but
that is only one of its
qualities.

Gumshoe:
Huh?

Phoenix:
There's another reason why
it's special.

Judge:
And what would that be?

Phoenix:
It's very simple.

Phoenix:
This glove is made for a
left-handed person!

Gumshoe:
Left-handed...?

Judge:
Why, you're absolutely right!

Judge:
This glove is made to be worn
on the right hand!

Phoenix:
That is why it had to be
custom-made.

Phoenix:
I have never seen a bright
yellow left-hander's glove
for sale. Have you?

Gumshoe:
Well, um... no.

Phoenix:
So, Detective.

Phoenix:
Which hand did the victim
use to write the name with,
again...?

Gumshoe:
That's easy!

Gumshoe:
Look, it's obvious from this
picture that it was his...
W-W-Wait a sec...

Phoenix:
Don't forget that the victim
was left-handed!

Gumshoe:
Aaaaah!!

Payne:
Objection

Payne:
This is... This is...
I mean... I...
Objec--

Judge:
Overruled.

Judge:
Mr. Wright, I would like to
know what your line of
reasoning proves.

Phoenix:
There is only one conclusion
that can be drawn!

Phoenix:
A left-handed person could
not have written a message
with his right hand!

Phoenix:
Therefore!

Phoenix:
The person who wrote the
name "Maggie" could not
have been the victim!

Judge:
Order! Order!

Judge:
When you think about it that
way, then yes,

Judge:
it is not possible that this
name was written by the
victim himself.

Gumshoe:
Then that means Maggey is...!

Payne:
No... IT'S NOT POSSIBLE!!

Judge:
Mr. Payne.

Payne:
Y-Y-Yes, Your Honor?

Judge:
The evidence the prosecution
has presented has failed to
prove the defendant's guilt.

Judge:
In fact, I believe you have
proven her to be innocent!

Payne:
NOOOOOOO!

Byrde:
Alright!
You did it, Mr. Wright!

Byrde:
Whew! I feel like I can
breathe again!

Judge:
It seems that we have reached
the conclusion.

Judge:
You did a fine job once again,
Mr. Wright.

Phoenix:
Me, Your Honor?
Ah, well, thank you, sir...

Byrde:
See, you got complimented
by the judge again!
You're really good!

Byrde:
And that's why you can't give
up being a lawyer, sir!

Phoenix:
(Are you joking!? I'm more
than ready to retire!)

Judge:
I will now announce my
verdict.

Judge:
This court finds the
defendant, Maggey Byrde...

Payne:
Objection

Payne:
No!! Not yet!

Payne:
I mean, please give me a few
more minutes, Your Honor.

Judge:
Wh-What is the meaning of
this, Mr. Payne!?

Payne:
The prosecution is not
finished yet!

Phoenix:
What do you mean!?

Payne:
We would like to call our next
witness
to the stand!

Phoenix:
Whaaaaaaaaaat!?

Judge:
And what did this witness...
witness?

Payne:
The moment the victim was
pushed to his death!

Payne:
What's more, he saw the very
face of the culprit!

Phoenix:
What the heck!?

Judge:
Order! Order in the court!

Judge:
I believe a recess is in
order.

Judge:
Afterward, we will hear from
this new witness.

Phoenix:
(I had a feeling that was a
bit too easy...)

Phoenix:
(Hmm, I need more information.
I'll have to see what I can
find out during this recess.)

Phoenix:
(I can't let my guard down!
It's only going to get tougher
from here!)

Judge:
Court is adjourned for recess!

To be continued.




September 8, 11:43 AM
District Court
Defendant Lobby No. 1

Byrde:
A-Amnesia!?

Byrde:
I can't believe my lawyer's
trying to defend me in such
a state...

Phoenix:
...
I... Uh...

Byrde:
Why didn't you tell me, sir!?

Phoenix:
I'm sorry I didn't mention
it to you.

Byrde:
Oh! I know what to do!

Byrde:
I heard you can fix something
like this with a really strong
shock to your system!

Byrde:
Come on, lower your head a
little! A Maggey Kick should
be all you need!

Phoenix:
Ah, no, no, no.
I think I'll pass on this one.

Byrde:
Come on!...
Ah, I'm sorry.

Byrde:
Whenever I see someone in
trouble, I have a hard time
leaving them alone...

Byrde:
I tend to stick my nose where
it doesn't belong and try to
tackle everyone's problems.

Phoenix:
(Well, my head's one problem
you won't be tackling
today...)

Phoenix:
Well, we're here to solve your
problem first.
We can deal with mine later.

Phoenix:
For now, do you think you can
fill me in on a few things?

Byrde:
Of course! I'd be honored to!

Byrde:
Ah, well, I guess we'll start
with my name and then I can
tell you about me!

Phoenix:
No, no, that's ok. Really.
I think I know you and your
name pretty well by now.

Phoenix:
I was wondering if you could
help me figure out a few
things about myself.

Phoenix:
So, my name is
"Phoenix Wright"?
What a weird name.

Byrde:
Hmmmm... This is serious.
You really don't remember.

Byrde:
I'll tell you what, sir.
You can have this back,
and maybe it'll help!

Phoenix:
...?
This is...
a business card?

Byrde:
I got this from you.
It's my most prized
possession!

Byrde:
You can borrow it for now,
but please give it back, OK!?

Phoenix:
OK.
(There are some numbers
written on the back...)

Byrde:
Oh, that's your cell phone
number!

Phoenix's Business Card
added to the Court Record.

Phoenix:
I guess for now, we should
stop talking about me,

Phoenix:
and start talking about this
case.

Byrde:
This case...?

Phoenix:
Yup. Can you think of anything
that would be helpful for me
to know?

Byrde:
Um, what can I tell you...?
Ah, um... Hmm...

Byrde:
I can't think of anything
other than the incident
with that cell phone, but...

Phoenix:
...Cell phone?

Byrde:
Yeah! Your eyes lit up when
we talked about it at the
Detention Center, sir!

Phoenix:
...!

Phoenix:
Hurry up then and tell me!
This might be very important!

Byrde:
OK! Roger!




Byrde:
It was on the day of the
crime, just before 6 PM...

Byrde:
I picked up a lost cell phone
while on a walk with Dustin.

Phone:
...............

Byrde:
All of a sudden, the phone
began to ring...

Phone:
...*beep*...

Byrde:
"Um, hello?"

? ? ?:
"Oh, thank you! I've been
searching for my phone."

Byrde:
"Is this yours? Oh, I'm glad
you called! We can meet up
and I can give this back!"

? ? ?:
"I'll be right there, um...
I'm sorry, I didn't catch your
name..."

Byrde:
"You can call me Maggey!"




Byrde:
We agreed to meet up at 6 PM.

Byrde:
Dustin and I waited for the
person to show up...

Byrde:
but they never did.

Phoenix:
Hmmmm...

Phoenix:
So where is the phone you
found now?

Byrde:
I gave it to you yesterday!

Phoenix:
Huh? To me?
(Is it that phone in my
pocket...?)

Phoenix:
Y-You mean this?

Byrde:
Do you think it has anything
to do with the murder?

Phoenix:
I... don't really know...
But if my eyes "lit up"...

? ? ?:
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHH!!
YOU WERE HERE ALL ALONG!!

? ? ?:
You're so mean!!

? ? ?:
I called you a million times
but you wouldn't pick up!

? ? ?:
And when I went to check in
the courtroom, everyone had
already left...

Phoenix:
(Ack!
Now who in the heck is this?)

Phoenix:
(Let me guess. I'm supposed to
know this girl too...)

? ? ?:
Hey, good morning, Maggey!

Byrde:
And a good morning to you,
too, Maya!

Maya:
So!? So!?
How's it going!?

Byrde:
Is there a word for
"worse than abysmal"...?

Maya:
Oh?
And what if I said that
everything will be fine?

Maya:
That's right! It's Maya to the
rescue with the ultra-decisive
super-important evidence!

Maya:
Here you are, Nick!
The thing you wanted me to
bring!

Phoenix:
Huh? Oh, ah, thanks...
(What the heck is this?
A list?)

Phoenix:
(It has about 20 people's
names and phone numbers
written on it.)

Maya:
It was kind of tough, but I
managed to find out some dirt!

Maya:
It looks like these guys are
up to no good.

Phoenix:
"No good"?
As in?

Maya:
There's a group of con artists
the police are currently
investigating.

Maya:
I think these guys are members
of that group.

Names List added to
the Court Record.

Phoenix:
Why would a group of con
artists pop up in a case
like this?

Maya:
Don't look at me!

Phoenix:
Hmm...
And where did you get this
list from in the first place?

Maya:
Whaaaaat!?
Why are you asking that!?

Maya:
You're the one who asked
me to look this up yesterday!

Phoenix:
Oh... is that right?

Maya:
These numbers were in the
memory of that phone Maggey
found.

Phoenix:
Hmm, so that's where they're
from.

Maya:
You're awfully forgetful these
days, Nick.

Maya:
I hope I never get to be a
forgetful old prune like you!

Byrde:
Um, Maya...
Actually, Mr. Wright is...

Bailiff:
Mr. Wright!
Recess is now over.

Bailiff:
Please bring the defendant
and return to the courtroom
immediately!

Maya:
Oh, oops! Guess you have to
get going! We can talk about
you being old later, Nick!

Byrde:
W-Wish us luck!

Phoenix:
(I guess I have all the pieces
now... More or less.)

Phoenix:
(All that's left is to put it
all together. I'm not going
to lose this. I can't!)

Maya:
Come on, Nick.
Better get a move on!

Phoenix:
Y-Yeah.




September 8, 11:54 AM
District Court
Courtroom No. 2

Judge:
The court will now reconvene.
Please call your next witness
to the stand, Mr. Payne.

Payne:
Yes, Your Honor.

Payne:
But before I do, if I may say
a few words...

Judge:
What is it, Mr. Payne?

Payne:
It's about the next witness.

Payne:
He has a tendency to say
things that rub people the
wrong way, you see,

Payne:
so I ask that the court might
be a little lenient on...

Judge:
There is no need to give a
preface. Just hurry up and
call your witness, please.

Payne:
Y-Yes, Your Honor.
...The prosecution calls its
next witness;

Payne:
a drifter who was taking a
walk in the park on the day
of the murder!




Payne:
Please state your name for
the court, witness. 

? ? ?:
Before I do, I'd like to
clarify a little something.

Payne:
Huh? Oh, alright, go ahead.

? ? ?:
Just now, you introduced my
wonderful self to the court,
correct? 

? ? ?:
Perhaps as a "drifter who was
taking a walk"? 

Payne:
D-Did I?

? ? ?:
But I will not stand for that!
Now you've tinted the court's
eyes and colored me wrongly.

? ? ?:
Sure, I suppose calling me
a university student would
not be the absolute truth,

? ? ?:
but to give in and just settle
would be as evil as death

and I can't have that!

? ? ?:
Everything in my life is to be
of the utmost, highest, top
grade quality
, you understand.

? ? ?:
I am merely looking for that
perfect, top notch, unbeatable
university
, don't you see...?

? ? ?:
I have a rigorous selection
process and I was in serious
thought during my "walk" as...

Payne:
Yes, yes, I understand.
I'm very sorry. I will be
more careful from now on.

Maya:
Wh-What is he?
A human chatterbox?

Phoenix:
Ugh... I have to question HIM?

? ? ?:
Fashion! Cars! Women! Glasses!
And of course, University!
First-rates only need apply!

Phoenix:
(Glasses...? But you aren't
wearing glasses...)

Judge:
That's enough!
Your name, witness.

? ? ?:
Oh? Is that how you want to
play this?

? ? ?:
Using your power and influence
to keep the young people down.
I see how you work now.

? ? ?:
You old people and your dirty
tricks. You thought you had
me, but you thought wrong.

Judge:
I-I'm sorry.
It won't happen again.

Phoenix:
(Oh man...)

? ? ?:
I forgive you.
Alright, I suppose I
can tell you my name.

Wellington:
I am Richard Wellington, the
"Drifting Virtuoso" with a
Ph.D. in Drifting, as it were.

Wellington:
If you wanted to, you could
call me a "University Student
in Transit".

Payne:
Ahem, Mr. Wellington.

Payne:
On the day of the murder, you
were taking a... er, strolling
through the park, correct?

Wellington:
It would appear that you are
attached to that word. If you
must, then by all means.

Wellington:
But I remind you that I am in
no way a prepubescent boy,
"out on a walk" with mommy.

Wellington:
If you must know, I am--

Payne:
Anyway! Please testify to this
court what you saw during your
walk through the park!

Wellington:
See, you said it again!
"Taking a walk"...
You know, you--

Judge:
What you witnessed will do,
Mr. Wellington!





WITNESS
TESTIMONY


Testimony
-- What I Saw That Day --

Wellington:
I was at the park all
afternoon, deep in thought
about my life situation.

Wellington:
I don't remember the time all
that well, but I do believe it
was past 6 PM.

Wellington:
All of a sudden, a police
officer falls from above,
right in front of my eyes.

Wellington:
Without a thought, I looked
up, and there I met the eyes
of a charming, young lady.

Wellington:
Of course I remember her
sweet face. It was that of
the pretty defendant there.

Wellington:
The only other thing I saw was
the banana that fell with the
police officer.




Judge:
Hmm, that was certainly
a decisive testimony.

Maya:
Decisive!? Nick, did you hear
what he just said!?

Phoenix:
Yeah.

Maya:
That's all you have to say?
How can you be so calm!?

Phoenix:
(It's strange... My mind is
very calm and clear.)

Phoenix:
Maybe it's because I...
believe in my client.

Maya:
You mean Maggey?

Phoenix:
Yes. And if she really is
innocent, then that can only
mean one thing:

Phoenix:
That guy is lying!

Judge:
You may now question the
witness, Mr. Wright.

Phoenix:
(I'll find out the truth, no
matter how well you craft
your lies!)




CROSS
EXAMINATION


-- What I Saw That Day --

Wellington:
I was at the park all
afternoon, deep in thought
about my life situation.


Wellington:
I don't remember the time all
that well, but I do believe it
was past 6 PM.


Wellington:
All of a sudden, a police
officer falls from above,
right in front of my eyes.


Wellington:
Without a thought, I looked
up, and there I met the eyes
of a charming, young lady.


Wellington:
Of course I remember her
sweet face. It was that of
the pretty defendant there.


Wellington:
The only other thing I saw was
the banana that fell with the
police officer.



Phoenix:
(If my client is innocent,
there is no way he could've
seen what he says he did.)

Maya:
Which means if we can somehow
show he's lying...

Phoenix:
Yeah, that's exactly what we
need do.****

Phoenix:
(She's right. She's got a
sharp mind, but I just wish I
could remember who she is...)

Maya:
Is everything OK, Nick...?




Phoenix:
Mr. Wellington.

Phoenix:
I believe I have the bananas
you saw... right here!

Wellington:
Ah, so you knew about the
bananas, too. Why didn't you
say so earlier?

Wellington:
But don't think you can use
this as a way to pull more
information out of me.

Phoenix:
(And that's where you'd be
wrong.)

Judge:
M-Mr. Wright.
What is the meaning of this?

Payne:
Isn't that the baseball glove?

Wellington:
Huh!? Wh-Wh-What!?
A baseball glove??

Phoenix:
Doesn't it look delicious?
Care for a bite?

Wellington:
Th-That's...

Wellington:
That's not...
It's a...
Noooooooo!

Phoenix:
Your Honor! I think this
proves one very important
fact!

Phoenix:
This witness...




Phoenix:
By the way, just how bad are
your eyes?

Wellington:
Huh? How... What... You...
Why are you asking me about
this all of a sudden!?

Payne:
Objection

Payne:
Your Honor, it is very simple
to mistake a glove for a bunch
of bananas...

Judge:
No, I don't think so.
Objection overruled.

Wellington:
Y-Y-You... You're one of those
people. Yes, you know what I
mean.

Wellington:
You're like those people who
refused to accept Galileo for
his Copernican Theory!

Wellington:
You're too used to your world
view to realize that there are
other, new possibilities!

Wellington:
Sure, in the end, we find out
that it is in fact, a glove,
not bananas. However...

Wellington:
when viewed from afar, I do
think there is room enough for
doubt, don't you...?

Phoenix:
And that is why I asked you
how bad your eyesight is!

Wellington:
They're both 20/25.
I suppose you're going to tell
me that's terrible, right!?

Judge:
Why are you not wearing
your glasses today then?

Wellington:
...

Wellington:
Ummm...
That's because I lost them
recently, you see...

Wellington:
Of course, I was planning
on getting a new pair
made right away!

Wellington:
But you know, my glasses
are no ordinary glasses, so
to replace them--

Phoenix:
How about when you witnessed
the crime? Were you wearing
your glasses then?

Wellington:
...!

Phoenix:
How about it, witness!?

Wellington:
Y-You are an unrelenting,
evil man.

Wellington:
You're like those people who
rejected Joan of Arc and put
her to death!

Wellington:
She was brave and courageous,
only to be caught by horrible,
unrighteous people.

Wellington:
And while she didn't do
anything wrong, she was still
gruesomely burned at the--

Phoenix:
Which boils down to you were
not wearing your glasses
at that time!

Phoenix:
Therefore!

Phoenix:
The identity of the "woman"
at the scene of the crime
and that of the defendant

Phoenix:
can not be proven to be the
same by this witness!

Wellington:
...!

Payne:
Objection

Payne:
But the height difference
was only 9 feet!

Payne:
It was very possible for him
to see the face of the culprit
standing on the upper path!

Judge:
Hmm... Witness.

Judge:
Please be more accurate in
your testimony. Remember, a
person's life is at stake.

Wellington:
Y-Yes, Your Honor!

Judge:
Now then, please continue
with your testimony.

Payne:
Please tell the court what
happened next, in the moments
after you witnessed the crime.




WITNESS
TESTIMONY

Testimony

-- What Happened Next --


Wellington:
The girl on the upper path
ran away as soon as she
realized I was there.

Wellington:
After that, I immediately
called the police station to
report the crime.

Wellington:
It must've been 6:45 PM when
I made the call.

Wellington:
They must have a lot of free
time on their hands since they
showed up within 10 minutes.




Judge:
Hmm...

Judge:
So the person who was on the
upper path saw you and then
ran away.

Wellington:
Yes, that is correct.

Wellington:
Which is why, even someone
without a superior brain like
mine can understand that...

Wellington:
that girl is the murderer!

Judge:
You may question the witness
now, Mr. Wright.




CROSS
EXAMINATION

-- What Happened Next --

Wellington:
The girl on the upper path
ran away as soon as she
realized I was there.


Wellington:
After that, I immediately
called the police station to
report the crime.



Wellington:
It must've been 6:45 PM when
I made the call.



Wellington:
They must have a lot of free
time on their hands since they
showed up within 10 minutes.


Phoenix:
(I can't find anything out of
the ordinary in his
testimony...)

Maya:
Why don't you take one more
look at the Court Record?

Phoenix:
Yeah, I guess I should.




Phoenix:
Mr. Wellington, would you
please take a look at this?

Judge:
You mean the victim's
autopsy report?

Phoenix:
According to this, the murder
occurred at 6:28 PM.

Wellington:
So what of it?

Phoenix:
You said that you called the
police immediately after the
murder took place.

Phoenix:
However, by the time you had
called the police, it was
already 6:45 PM.

Phoenix:
There is clearly a 15 minute
gap here! Do you deny it!?

Wellington:
Aaaack!

Phoenix:
I think this court would like
to hear what you were doing
during this 15 minute gap!

Wellington:
Grrrrrr!

Payne:
Objection

Payne:
The witness was in shock at
the time after witnessing a
terrible murder!

Payne:
It's only to be expected that
he would be a little dazed...

Phoenix:
Objection

Phoenix:
Fifteen minutes is hardly what
I would call "a little dazed"!

Payne:
Aaaaah!

Judge:
Mr. Wellington.

Wellington:
Y-Yes?

Judge:
Explain yourself. What were
you doing during those 15
minutes?

Wellington:
...

Phoenix:
Answer the question!

Wellington:
... I... Uhh... Telephone...
Err... I mean...

Phoenix:
Spit it out!

Wellington:
I... I was searching for a
phone booth!

Phoenix:
A phone booth?

Judge:
You mean, you don't have a
cell phone?

Wellington:
...!

Wellington:
You and your questions! As if
you're trying to open all the
layers of a Matryoshka doll.

Wellington:
You must think you're really
something special!

Phoenix:
Witness!

Wellington:
I-I lost my cell phone!
There! Are you happy!?

Phoenix:
You lost it...?

Judge:
Unbelievable! You lose your
glasses, and your cell phone!

Judge:
You must be very
scatterbrained when it
comes to your belongings.

Wellington:
What!? Are you saying that
first-rate people are never
allowed to lose things!?

Wellington:
Haven't you ever heard that
all geniuses have a strange
quirk or two?

Wellington:
So by that rationale, since I
have my own quirk, it would
mean that I am a genius

Wellington:
I don't think simple, plain
people
like you can underst--

Judge:
Enough!

Phoenix:
(Oh man, oh man...)

Phoenix:
(Wait! Hold on a second.
He lost... his
cell phone?)

Maya:
Nick!
That cell phone!
Could it be...?

Phoenix:
You mean this phone Maggey
found? There's no way...!

Phoenix:
(Boy, I didn't see this
coming.
What should I do now...?)



Phoenix:
Mr. Wellington!

Phoenix:
Where is your cell phone
right now?

Wellington:
Heh, what are you getting all
excited about? You seem to
be a little confused.

Wellington:
I found my phone, I'll have
you know.
See. Here is it.

Phoenix:
Oh... I see...

Maya:
Hmm, looks like he's got his
phone.

Maya:
And I thought that just maybe
this was his.

Phoenix:
Hmm...

Judge:
Well then, I think we've
cleared this issue up.

Judge:
At the time of the murder, the
witness did not have his cell
phone because he had lost it.

Judge:
Therefore, the delay in his
call was caused by his search
for a phone booth.

Wellington:
Well, that's the gist of it.
I guess you could put it
that way and leave it at that.

Judge:
Do you have any further
questions, Mr. Wright? 



Phoenix:
Your Honor! The witness' testimony does not make sense!

Phoenix:
I don't believe that there was ever a need for the witness to search for a phone!

Wellington:
H-How dare you!

Payne:
Objection

Payne:
You can't just make outrageous claims like that! You do have some sort of proof, don't you?

Phoenix:
Well, yeah... O-Of course! (This evidence should be good enough, I think...)

Judge:
Alright. Let's have this proof, then.

Judge:
Please present proof that the witness had no need to search for a public phone booth!



Phoenix:
It's quite simple, actually. Please take a look at this.

Judge:
At the crime scene photo?

Payne:
Is there a problem with it?

Phoenix:
Oh, there's nothing wrong with the picture.

Phoenix:
But if you don't understand my logic after looking at it, something is wrong with you!

Wellington:
Noooo!

Judge:
It's... It's... A phone booth!

Phoenix:
That is correct!

Phoenix:
All the defendant had to do was walk three steps!

Phoenix:
Mr. Wellington! Why did you not use the phone that was right in front of you!?

Wellington:
Ooooooougn!

Judge:
Order! Order!

Payne:
Objection

Payne:
Wh-What does reporting the crime a little late prove for you!?

Phoenix:
Objection

Phoenix:
The witness can't explain what he was doing for those 15 minutes!

Phoenix:
That is reason enough to throw suspicion on his testimony!

Judge:
Yes, this is very true. What do you have to say for yourself, witness!?

Wellington:
...

Maya:
Then I bet this phone really is his, Nick!

Maya:
He must've killed Dustin to get his phone back!

Phoenix:
But Maggey said that she was going to return it to him.

Phoenix:
So there was no reason for him to kill for it.

Phoenix:
And on top of that, we still have the phone she found anyway.

Maya:
Hmm... But if he wasn't looking for his cell phone,

Maya:
was he looking for something else...?

Phoenix:
(Was he...?)

Judge:
Mr. Wright.

Phoenix:
Yes, Your Honor?

Judge:
Do you have any thoughts you would like to share with the court?

Judge:
Can you offer an explanation as to what the witness was doing during those 15 minutes?



Judge:
Alright. Let's hear your explanation.

Judge:
However, be forewarned that if your explanation is not persuasive,

Judge:
you will be penalized. Think carefully before you present, Mr. Wright.

Phoenix:
Yes, Your Honor!

Phoenix:
(Urk. I probably shouldn't have said there was only one possibility...)

Judge:
Please present to the court the one piece of evidence that will answer the following:

Judge:
"Why didn't the witness call the police right away?"



Phoenix:
Mr. Wellington!

Wellington:
Wh-What!? Don't do that! You almost made me have a heart attack!

Phoenix:
These are your glasses, aren't they?

Wellington:
Ah! Where... Where did you find--!? Ghaaaa!

Phoenix:
I believe the court all heard what you just confessed to:

Phoenix:
That these glasses are in fact yours!

Phoenix:
I'll tell you where they were found, Mr. Wellington.

Phoenix:
These glasses were found under the victim's body.

Wellington:
U-Under the v-victim's body!?

Judge:
Order! Order!

Wellington:
N-Now, w-wait a second! Hold on!

Wellington:
I-I didn't confess or confirm a-any-anything!

Phoenix:
Your Honor! I think the answer is quite clear here!

Phoenix:
As he fell, Dustin Prince grabbed the culprit's glasses.

Phoenix:
The culprit knew that he had to find his glasses, and searched frantically for them.

Phoenix:
What he didn't realize was that they were under the victim's body!

Phoenix:
And that is why it took him 15 minutes to make that call!

Judge:
M-Mr. Wright! Are you...?

Judge:
Are you indicting the witness as the real murderer!?

Phoenix:
Of course! That is precisely what I am doing!

Wellington:
Oooo...OOOOWAAAAAAAAAA
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!

Phoenix:
(I know I'm right!)

Phoenix:
(He is the real murderer!)

Maya:
Did you figure it out, Nick!?

Phoenix:
More or less.

Phoenix:
Turns out this cell phone was the key to this case after all.

Phoenix:
Anyway, now is our chance to deep-six this guy.

Phoenix:
I'll sink him in one shot!

Maya:
Yeah!

Maya:
This is so exciting, watching you work again!

Phoenix:
(Somehow, my old self is coming back to me.)

Phoenix:
(It's time to sink or swim; everything rests on the edge of a knife!)

Phoenix:
(This is the moment I've been waiting for...)

Judge:
Order! Order!

Payne:
Objection

Payne:
Your Honor! The defense... The defense is making a mockery of this court!

Payne:
Without any solid ground to stand on, he accuses the witness of being the murderer!

Wellington:
Y-Y-Yeah! That-That's right!

Wellington:
I... I'm no criminal!

Wellington:
Th-This third-rate, fraud of a lawyer...

Phoenix:
In that case, why don't we look at it from a different perspective.

Phoenix:
Let's hear your explanation as to why you are NOT the murderer!

Wellington:
Why, that's... That's easy... Um... Uh...

Wellington:
For example... There's um... The name the victim wrote! What about that...?

Phoenix:
Oh, you mean the name "Maggie"?

Wellington:
Y-Yeah! Even an idiot like you can read that, right?

Phoenix:
But we already know this was not written by the victim himself.

Phoenix:
After all, the defendant's name is "Maggey" and the victim was left-handed.

Judge:
So basically, you are saying that in order to make the defendant look guilty,

Judge:
the real criminal used the victim's right hand to write her name on the ground?

Wellington:
B-But... But, but!!

Wellington:
Wouldn't that mean that the real criminal was someone the defendant knew?

Wellington:
Otherwise, how else would that person know her name was "Maggie", er "Maggey"!?

Judge:
That is a good point.

Judge:
The witness didn't even know of Ms. Byrde before this trial.

Phoenix:
(Ah, I forgot!)

Phoenix:
(Hmm, was there any way this creep could've known Maggey's name beforehand?)



Phoenix:
(It would be best if I could prove that the witness had a chance to learn...)

Phoenix:
(that the defendant's name was "Maggey".)

Judge:
Now, will the defense please present its case?

Judge:
How could the witness have known the defendant's name?



Phoenix:
Mr. Wellington.

Phoenix:
You didn't have your cell phone with you on the day of the murder, correct?

Wellington:
So what if I didn't?

Phoenix:
When you realized you had lost it, what did you do?

Wellington:
What did I do?

Phoenix:
Didn't you try to find it by calling it?

Wellington:
Why you...! How did you...!?

Payne:
Objection

Payne:
Your Honor! These questions have nothing to do with...

Judge:
Overruled.

Judge:
Mr. Wright, where are you going with this line of questioning?

Judge:
Do you think there is some relation between this witness' cell phone and the murder?

Phoenix:
I do, Your Honor.

Phoenix:
On the day of the murder, Maggey Byrde picked up a lost phone in the park.

Phoenix:
And!

Phoenix:
She also received a phone call from the owner of the phone!




Phone:
...............

Phone:
...*beep*...

Byrde:
"Um, hello?"

? ? ?:
"Oh, thank you! I've been searching for my phone."

Byrde:
"Is this yours? Oh, I'm glad you called! We can meet up and I can give this back!"

? ? ?:
"I'll be right there, um... I'm sorry, I didn't catch your name..."

Byrde:
"You can call me Maggey!"




Phoenix:
That was when you learned that her name was "Maggey"!

Wellington:
Uh, um, nnngh...

Phoenix:
But you made one fatal mistake.

Judge:
Fatal mistake?

Phoenix:
My client's name is "Maggey" but the name that was written on the ground was "Maggie".

Phoenix:
This is a mistake that could only occur if all you knew was how her name sounded!

Wellington:
EEEEEEEEEK!

Judge:
Order! Order!

Payne:
Objection

Payne:
B-But, Your Honor!

Payne:
The witness has no motive!

Judge:
And your point is?

Payne:
It's very simple, Your Honor. A person usually would not kill someone without a reason.

Payne:
Mr. Wellington had no reason to kill anyone!

Wellington:
That is absolutely correct! I don't have a motive!

Judge:
Hmm... Mr. Wright.

Phoenix:
Your Honor?

Judge:
Can you explain what motive this witness could have had?

Phoenix:
...

Phoenix:
It's very simple, Your Honor.

Wellington:
...!

Maya:
Are you sure, Nick!?

Phoenix:
If I said I can't offer an explanation, then the trial's over, right?

Maya:
Yeah, but...

Judge:
Now then, please present to this court proof that the witness had a motive!




Wellington:
You... You looked up all those numbers...?

Phoenix:
Of course.

Phoenix:
This list of phone numbers was stored in the cell phone's memory.

Phoenix:
The names and numbers belong to people who are members of a certain con artists' group.

Payne:
Wh-Wh-Wh-Wh-What!? C-C-Con artists!?

Phoenix:
Can you explain why these numbers were on your phone, Mr. Wellington!?

Wellington:
Th-This... This is an outrage! An invasion of privacy!

Wellington:
Looking up the phone numbers on a person's phone is a worse crime than murder! Wellington: Y-You're one of those people!

Wellington:
You're just like the cops who raided that brilliant artist, Maurice Utrillo's atelier!

Wellington:
They disrupted a genius at work and interrupted his dialogue with the Goddess of--

Phoenix:
I don't care, Mr. Wellington!

Phoenix:
All I want is for you to tell us what this list is about!

Wellington:
Do you think you -- any of you, can know what it's like to be a refined man like me!?

Payne:
Objection

Payne:
Your Honor! This-This is... This is unjust badgering of the witness!

Judge:
Objection overruled.

Judge:
Mr. Wright! What is the meaning of this!?

Judge:
Why would the witness have the numbers of a group of con artists on his phone!?

Phoenix:
Isn't that obvious!? The witness is...




Phoenix:
Mr. Wellington is a member of this very group!

Wellington:
Nooooo!

Phoenix:
All of your "friends'" phone numbers are stored right here on this phone.

Phoenix:
If anyone were to look into these phone numbers, it would be all over for you.

Phoenix:
That is why you had to kill.

Wellington:
Noooo! This is tooooo much!!

Judge:
Hmm, that does make quite a bit of sense.

Judge:
Well, Mr. Wellington? Would you care to explain?

Wellington:
... I... Um, I...

Phoenix:
(I got you now!)

Wellington:
I... I... That... I... That police officer...

Payne:
Objection

Payne:
Your Honor!

Judge:
What is it, Mr. Payne?

Payne:
Your Honor! This-This is... This... This is unjust badgering of the witness!

Judge:
You said the exact same thing only a few seconds ago.

Payne:
P-P-P-P-Please!

Payne:
Please, let's think about the content of that phone call!




Phone:
...*beep*...

Byrde:
"Um, hello?"

? ? ?:
"Oh, thank you! I've been searching for my phone."

Byrde:
"Is this yours? Oh, I'm glad you called! We can meet up and I can give this back!"




Payne:
The defendant had already promised that she would return the phone.

Payne:
After that, all Mr. Wellington had to do was meet Ms. Byrde to get his phone back.

Payne:
Why, then, would he need to kill anyone!?

Judge:
Hmm... That is a valid point.

Judge:
What does the defense think about this point?

Phoenix:
(Hmm...)

Phoenix:
(If you think about it logically, then it makes sense...)

Maya:
Then maybe we should be thinking outside the box!

Phoenix:
(Yeah! If we think like that... Let's see...)

Phoenix:
(Maybe that slimeball saw something at the crime scene that made him commit murder.)

Judge:
Your thoughts, Mr. Wright?

Phoenix:
Hmm, well...

Phoenix:
I don't think Mr. Wellington went to pick up his phone in a very friendly manner.

Payne:
But he was promised his phone, so why would he have been unfriendly to the defendant?

Phoenix:
I think he must have seen something that didn't agree with him when he got there.

Judge:
Well, then Mr. Wright...

Judge:
What was this "something" that didn't agree with the witness?



Phoenix:
What Mr. Wellington saw
was... the victim.

Payne:
T-The... The victim!? You mean Dustin Prince!?

Phoenix:
Dustin Prince had gone on his date right after his shift was over.

Phoenix:
With no time to change, he went to the park still wearing his police uniform!

Judge:
Oh!

"The girl that picked up my phone is with a policeman!"

Phoenix:
He couldn't have known they were going out so he began to worry.

Phoenix:
He was afraid the policeman would ask a few questions before returning the phone.

"If I do anything suspicious, he might run a check on my phone..."

Phoenix:
In his mind, it was possible they had already run a check on the phone!

Judge:
And he went into a panic, is what you're saying?

Phoenix:
Exactly.

Phoenix:
Officer Prince was murdered simply because he was in uniform!

Judge:
Mr. Payne. Do you have any comments?

Payne:
I, um... I'm thinking...

Judge:
Hmm, it seems the truth has come out at last.

Judge:
The witness... Mr. Wellington, you are--

Wellington:
Ha... Ah ha ha...

Wellington:
Ahahahahahahaaahahaahahaahaha
hahahaHahahaAhahahahahaHahaha
HahhaahaAAAHAHAhhahahahah

Wellington:
AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAWAHA
HAHAHAHAWAHAHAHAHAWAHA
AHAHAHWAHAHAHAHAAAAAA

Wellington:
Ha ha ha ha... Impressive... Not bad for a person with a third-rate education...

Phoenix:
What's that supposed to mean!?

Wellington:
The evidence... Evidence!

Maya:
Uuugh! That guy is really creeping me out--

Wellington:
All you've been waving around and talking about is that "suspicious" cell phone.

Wellington:
Suspicious phone number this, suspicious con group that! They're all on that phone!

Wellington:
But who's to say that phone is really mine!? Where's your proof!? Your evidence!?

Phoenix:
You want proof that this phone is yours?

Wellington:
Ahahahaha! Ahehehehehe! I already told you earlier!

Wellington:
That phone I lost -- I've already found it!

Wellington:
You don't have even the slightest idea who the phone in your hand belongs to!

Wellington:
You can be sure it isn't mine, you simpleton!

Phoenix:
WHAT!?

Wellington:
Hehehehe... Heh... Hehehehe... It feels good to see you squirm.

Judge:
Hmm... We do seem to have a problem on our hands with this phone.

Judge:
Whose phone is it? Without knowing that, it's meaningless as evidence.

Phoenix:
Your Honor!

Phoenix:
(This is bad... I can't let him turn the tables on me like this!!)

Phoenix:
(Hmm... This cell phone...)

Phoenix:
(There has to be something I've overlooked. There's got to be! Hmm... Maybe...)



Wellington:
How many times do I have to say this: my phone is right here! You see?

Wellington:
Oh, and incidentally, you can't check the numbers stored on this phone.

Wellington:
It must have glitched because all the numbers just magically disappeared!

Phoenix:
(You've got to be joking! He erased all the numbers I was going to use as evidence!)

Phoenix:
...

Phoenix:
Mr. Wellington...

Wellington:
What's this?

Wellington:
From the way you talk to me, it sounds like you still have some fight left in you.

Phoenix:
Where did you finally find your cell phone!?

Wellington:
...

Wellington:
...Heh heh heh...

Wellington:
Ah ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha! Oh, you are too much!

Wellington:
And of course you have no idea what I'm talking about!

Phoenix:
...? ...

Phoenix:
I... I... Oh my g-- NOW I REMEMBER!!




Phone:
............

Phone:
...*beep*...

Phoenix:
Huh, looks like they hung up.

? ? ?:
Ah, good. I finally found it.




Phoenix:
(So that's when...)

Wellington:
What's wrong, Mr. Attorney? Why the harsh glare in your eyes...?

Maya:
Nick! We've worked so hard to get this far, but

Maya:
if you don't do something quick, he's going to get off scot-free!

Phoenix:
I know.

Phoenix:
(I know this phone has to be his...)

Phoenix:
(But how am I supposed to prove something like that!?)

Judge:
Mr. Wright.

Judge:
If you cannot prove who the owner of that cell phone is,

Judge:
your indictment has no basis, and therefore, no power.

Judge:
It looks like you came up a penny short.

Phoenix:
(Where...? Where did I go wrong...?)

Wellington:
Don't blame yourself, you're merely a third-rate lawyer.

Wellington:
You only made one big mistake.

Wellington:
Who are you? What are you? That's something you haven't figured out for yourself yet.

Phoenix:
(Who... I am?)

Judge:
The court hereby concludes the cross-examination!

Wellington:
Heh heh heh...

Wellington:
If that will be all, I'll have to bid you gentlemen and ladies goodbye.

Wellington:
I have a reservation at that ultra-fancy restaurant on the upper side of town.

Payne:
Thank you for your assistance. You've had a stressful day, so please, bon appetite!

Phoenix:
(What am I supposed to do!? Am I supposed to just let it go at that?)



Phoenix:
Please wait, Your Honor!

Maya:
Alright, Nick!

Phoenix:
I think I may be able to prove it!

Judge:
"Prove it...?" Prove what, Mr. Wright?

Phoenix:
Everything!

Payne:
Objection

Payne:
Y-Your Honor! The cross- examination has already ended!

Payne:
If he questions the witness with any more of his badgering...

Judge:
You will not harass the witness. Is that clear, Mr. Wright?

Wellington:
Did you hear that? No harassment allowed, Mr. Attorney.

Phoenix:
Please, Your Honor!

Judge:
...

Judge:
Very well. But this is your last chance, Mr. Wright.

Phoenix:
...!

Judge:
You may present one piece of evidence to the court.

Phoenix:
(I only get one shot at this!)

Judge:
If you cannot "prove" everything...

Judge:
It's over. For your client, and for you.

Judge:
Do you fully understand?

Phoenix:
Yes, Your Hon-

Payne:
Objection

Payne:
I'm sure you are well aware, Your Honor, but the cross- examination period has ended!

Judge:
Were you paying attention, Mr. Payne?

Judge:
I said that Mr. Wright could present only one more piece of evidence.

Payne:
Oh...

Judge:
Now then, Mr. Wright. This is your last chance.

Phoenix:
(It all comes down to this! It's Go time!)

Judge:
Please present the one piece of evidence that will explain everything!



Judge:
Why, thank you. How nice.

Judge:
Here, please have one of mine.

Judge's Business Card
added to the Court Record.

Judge:
Wait, what am I doing!? This isn't the time to be exchanging business cards!

Phoenix:
Your Honor.

Phoenix:
There is something very important about that card. And that is...



Phoenix:
This card is important because of what is on the back!

Maya:
Hmm? You wrote your cell phone number on the back, but...

Phoenix:
But that's exactly it.

Phoenix:
Can you please call this number from your cell phone?

Maya:
Huh? Right now!? But court is still in session!

Phoenix:
It's OK. You'll see.

Maya:
OK, if you say so.

Judge:
Is the defense preparing something, Mr. Wright?

Phoenix:
We are going to call my cell phone now.

Phoenix:
And then the court will see everything for what it is!

Wellington:
O-Of all the idiotic, stupid things to...

Phone:
................

Wellington:
Aaagh!

Wellington:
Wh-What!? Why is my phone...?

Wellington:
And what is with this stupid- sounding ringtone!?

Phone:
...*beep*...

Phoenix:
Mr. Wellington.

Wellington:
...!

Phoenix:
Hmm... How strange...

Phoenix:
I could almost swear that you're holding MY phone!

Wellington:
Y-Your...

Wellington:
AAAAAAAAAAAH! No, no, no, no, no! It can't...!!

Phoenix:
By the way, before I forget, thank you very much for the lump on my head this morning.

Wellington:
Nnnnngh...

Phoenix:
I don't think I need to explain any further, except to say:

Phoenix:
When you went to retrieve your cell phone, you mistakenly took the wrong one!

Wellington:
...Mmgh...

Wellington:
Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa
aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa
aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa

Wellington:
aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa
aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa
aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa

Wellington:
aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaAAAAA
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

Wellington:
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
AAAAAaaaaaaaagggggggghhhnn!




Judge:
So that is what happened. You were knocked out by Mr. Wellington...

Phoenix:
He is a man who lives on his pride and self-image alone.

Phoenix:
And in order to hide his involvement with the con artists' group,

Phoenix:
he has become paranoid, and has lost all ability to make rational judgments.

Judge:
Hmm...

Payne:
Then... Then, Mr. Wright... The phone you're holding...

Phoenix;
It's Mr. Wellington's, naturally.

Judge:
Speaking of that man, how is he, Mr. Payne?

Payne:
Ah, he was arrested and has been taken away, Your Honor.

Judge:
Very well.

Judge:
Now then, this court finds the defendant, Maggey Byrde...

Not Guilty

Judge:
That is all. This court is adjourned!




September 8, 2:16 PM
District Court
Defendant Lobby No. 1

Byrde:
I knew that the real you would shine through eventually!

Byrde:
I am so moved by what you've done for me, sir!

Byrde:
Thank you so much, Mr. Wright!

Maya:
I feel really bad for Dustin. He didn't do anything to deserve this...

Byrde:
... It's probably because of me...

Phoenix:
Huh?

Byrde:
My whole life has been nothing but a whirlwind of bad luck and failures.

Maya:
Your whole life? It couldn't have been that bad, could it?

Byrde:
Since I was 6 months old, when I fell from the 9th floor of my apartment building,

Byrde:
I've been hit by all sorts of vehicles, gotten sick from all sorts of foods,

Byrde:
failed at almost every test I've ever taken, experienced almost every kind of disaster,

Byrde:
and never won or even tied at a game of tic-tac-toe!

Byrde:
My life has really been nothing but a string of disasters.

Phoenix:
That is, uh...
pretty bad...

Byrde:
Up until I went to college, I was known as the "Goddess of Misfortune".

Byrde:
And then, at the academy, everyone called me "Lady Luckless".

Maya:
"Lady Luckless"...

Byrde:
What's worse is that my misfortune always seems to latch onto those around me.

Maya:
What do you mean?

Byrde:
When I see someone in trouble, I always try to help...

Phoenix:
Ah, that's right. You were talking about this earlier.

Byrde:
It happened again recently, too, sir.

Byrde:
There was an old lady pacing back and forth by the pedestrian crosswalk.

Byrde:
I gave her my hand and...

Byrde:
before I knew it, we were having dinner at my house.

Maya:
... Oh.

Byrde:
I'm sure that Dustin's gone because of me...

Maya:
That's not true!

Byrde:
That glove didn't even have any sort of special meaning.

Byrde:
It was just a present to say thanks for covering one of my night shifts.

Maya:
Oh, I see...

Byrde:
Everything is all my fault! Dustin's death,

Byrde:
your head being all messed up...

Phoenix:
Uh, well, I don't think my head is that messed up yet...

Byrde:
I'm going to find a new life for myself starting now.

Byrde:
The next time we meet, I'm sure I'll...

Byrde:
I'm sure I'll have found a whole ocean's worth of good luck by then, sir!

Phoenix:
Yeah. After all, the "Goddess of Misfortune" is only a name!

Byrde:
You bet! I'm gonna make it! I promise!

Byrde:
Next time we meet, I'll only be an "Unlucky Person", instead of a goddess!

Phoenix:
Y-Yeah! That's the spirit!

Byrde:
Well, Mr. Wright, Maya, I should get going.

Maya:
OK! Good luck to you!

Byrde:
Thanks! You take care of yourselves, too!




Phoenix:

  • sigh* What a horrible day...

Phoenix:
I've gotten my memory back, but things are still a little fuzzy...

Maya:
But you're OK, and that's what counts. You really had me worried!

Maya:
Come on, let's go back to the office.

Phoenix:
(Hmm... I'm afraid to ask, but here goes...)

Phoenix:
So, this might sound bad, but... uh... Who are you...?

Maya:
What!?

Maya:
I thought you said you got your memory back!




Phoenix:
(At that moment,)

Phoenix:
(everything really did come back to me...)

Detective Gumshoe...

He's someone I've had clashes with in the past during certain cases.

But he's also been a good ally during others.

The Judge...

He's a lovable, kind old man who is easily swayed by other people's opinions.

But in the end, he always comes up with the right verdict.

... This person... I haven't got a clue...

He seems to know me, but

maybe he's mistaking me for someone else...?




Phoenix:
(And this girl...)
...Maya...?

Maya:
You... You finally remembered!

Phoenix:
(This is Maya Fey, my assistant.)

Phoenix:
(That's right... I have so many unforgettable memories about her.)

Phoenix:
(For example...)

Maya:
Earth to Nick! What's wrong?

Maya:
You keep staring at me! Don't tell me you've missed me?

Phoenix:
Uh, well, yeah I suppose I have.

Phoenix:
I feel like I haven't seen you in ages.

Maya:
Oh?

Maya:
Well, I'm back now. So it's time for us to create new memories together!

Phoenix:
Alright. Sounds good.

Phoenix:
(All the phone numbers on my phone were erased by Mr. Wellington.)

Phoenix:
(I guess I have to start over from the very beginning...)

Maya:
Come on, Nick! Let's go to our usual burger joint!

Phoenix:
OK, OK.

Phoenix:
(Actually, it hasn't even been two months since she came back into my life.)




(And that story...)

(That story began on one rainy afternoon, two months ago...)

Episode 1: The Lost Turnabout THE END










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