The First Turnabout - Transcript

Alright everybody! I figured that a little canon can go a long way. I've started on my transcript of the first case of the first game. I may need help on comas and apostraphes, but I think it is turning out well. Feel free to add to it, but remember - only put down what comes from the game, from the canon decisions and DON'T PUT ANY WRONG DECISIONS IN!

*gasp*… *gasp*… Dammit! …Why me?

I can’t get caught… Not like this!

i-I’ve gotta find someone to pin this on…

Someone like …him!

I’ll make it look like HE did it!

 August 3, 9:47 AM

 District Court

 Defendant Lobby No. 2

Phoenix: (Boy am I nervous!)

Mia: Wright!

Phoenix: Oh, h-hiya, Chief.

Mia: Whew, I’m glad I made it on time. Well, I have to say Phoenix, I’m impressed! Not everyone takes on a murder trial right off the bat like this. It says a lot about you… and your client as well.

Phoenix: Um… thanks. Actually, it’s because I owe him a favour.

Mia: A favour? You mean, you knew the defendant before this case?

Phoenix: Yes. Actually, I kind of owe my current job to him. He’s one of the reasons I became an attorney.

<p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt">Mia: Well, that’s news to me!

<p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt">Phoenix: I want to help him out any way I can! I just… really want to help him. I owe him that much.

<p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt">???: (It’s over! My life, everything, it’s all over!)

<p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt">Mia: … Isn’t that your client screaming over there?

<p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt">Phoenix: Yeah… that’s him.

<p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt">???: (Death! Despair! Ohhhh! I’m gonna do it, I’m gonna die!!!)

<p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt">Mia: It sounds like he wants to die…

<p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt">Phoenix: Um, yeah. *sigh*

<p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt">Butz: Nick!!!

<p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt">Phoenix: Hey. Hey there, Larry.

<p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt">Butz: Dude, I’m so guilty!! Tell them I’m guilty!!! Gimme the death sentence! I ain’t afraid to die!

<p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt">Phoenix: What!? What’s wrong, Larry?

<p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt">Butz: Oh, it’s all over… i… I’m finished. Finished! I can’t live in a world without her! I can’t! Who… who took her away from me, Nick? Who did this!? Aww, Nick, ya gotta tell me! Who took my baby away!?

<p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt">Phoenix: (Hmm… The person responsible for your girlfriend’s death? The newspapers say it was you …) My name is Phoenix Wright. Here’s the story: My first case is a fairly simple one. A young woman was killed in her apartment. The guy they arrested was the unlucky sap dating her: Larry Butz… my best friend since grade school. Our school had a saying: “ When something smells, it’s usually the Butz. ” In the 23 years I’ve known him, it’s usually been true. He has a knack for getting himself in trouble. One thing I can say though: it’s usually not his fault. He just has terrible luck. But I know better than anyone, that he’s a good guy at heart. That and I owe him one. Which is why I took the case… to clear his name. And that’s just what I’m going to do!

<p style="text-align: center; margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt"> August 3, 10:00 AM

<p style="text-align: center; margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt"> District Court

<p style="text-align: center; margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt"> Courtroom No. 2

<p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt">Judge: The court is now in session for the trial of Mr. Larry Butz.

<p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt">Payne: The prosecution is ready, Your Honor.

<p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt">Phoenix: The, um, defense is ready, Your Honor.

<p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt">Judge: Ahem. Mr. Wright? This is your first trial, is it not?

<p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt">Phoenix: Y-Yes, Your Honor. I’m, um, a little nervous.

<p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt">Judge: Your conduct during this trial will decide the fate of your client. Murder is a serious charge. For your client’s sake, I hope you can control your nerves.

<p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt">Phoenix: Thank… thank you, Your Honor.

<p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt">Judge: … Mr. Wright, given the circumstances… I think we should have a test to ascertain your readiness.

<p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt">Phoenix: Yes, Your Honor. (Gulp… Hands Shaking… Eyesight… fading…)

<p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt">Judge: The test will consist of a few simple questions. Answer them clearly and concisely. Please state the name of the defendant in this case.

<p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt">Phoenix: The defendant? Well, that’s Larry Butz, Your Honor.

<p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt">Judge: Correct. Just keep your wits about you and you’ll do fine. Next question: This is a murder trial. Tell me, what’s the victim’s name ?

<p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt">Phoenix: (Whew, I know this one! Glad I read the case report cover to cover so many times. It’s… wait… Uh-oh! No… no way! I forgot! I’m drawing a total blank here!)

<p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt">Mia: Phoenix! Are you sure absolutely SURE you’re up to this? You don’t even know the victim’s name!?

<p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt">Phoenix: Oh, the victim! O-Of course I know the victim’s name! I, um, just forgot. … Temporarily.

<p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt">Mia: I think I feel a migraine coming on. Look, the defendant’s name is listed in the Court Record. Just touch the Court Record button to check it at anytime, okay? Remember to check it often. Do it for me, please. I’m begging you.

<p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt">Judge: Let’s hear your answer. Who is the victim in this case?

<p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt">Phoenix: Um… the victim’s name is Cindy Stone.

<p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt">Judge: Correct. Now, tell me, what was the cause of death? She died because she was… ?

<p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt">Phoenix: She was struck once, by a blunt object.

<p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt">Judge: Correct. You’ve answered all my questions. I see no reason why we shouldn’t proceed. You seem much more relaxed, Mr. Wright. Good for you.

<p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt">Phoenix: Thank you, Your Honor. (Because I don’t FEEL relaxed, that’s for sure.)

<p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt">Judge: Well, then… First, a question for the prosecution. Mr. Payne?

<p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt">Payne: Yes, Your Honor?

<p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt">Judge: As Mr. Wright just told us, the victim was struck with a blunt object. Would you explain to the court just what that “object” was?

<p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt">Payne: The murder weapon was this statue of “The Thinker.” It was found lying on the floor, next to the victim.

<p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt">Judge: I see… the court accepts it into evidence.

<p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt"> Statue added to the Court Record.

<p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt">Mia: Wright… Be sure to pay attention to any evidence added during the trial. That evidence is the only ammunition you have in court. Touch the Court Record button to check the Court Record frequently.

<p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt">Judge: Mr. Payne, the prosecution may call its first witness.

<p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt">Payne: The prosecution calls the defendant, Mr. Butz, to the stand.

<p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt">Phoenix: Um, Chief, what do I do now?

<p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt">Mia: Pay attention. You don’t want to miss any information that might help you client’s case. You’ll get your chance       to respond to the prosecution later, so be ready! Let’s just hope he doesn’t say anything… unfortunate.

<p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt">Phoenix: (Uh oh, Larry gets excited easily… this could be bad.)

<p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt">Payne: Ahem. Mr. Butz. Is it not true that the victim had recently dumped you?

<p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt">Butz: Hey, watch it buddy! We were great together! We were Romeo and Juliet, Cleopatra and Mark Anthony!

<p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt">Phoenix: (Um… didn’t they all die?)

<p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt">Butz: I wasn’t dumped! She just wasn’t taking my phone calls. Or seeing me… Ever. WHAT’S IT TO YOU, ANYWAY!?

<p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt">Payne: Mr. Butz, what you describe is generally what we mean by “dumped.” In fact, she had completely abandoned you… and was seeing other men! She had just returned from overseas with one of them the day before the murder!

<p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt">Butz: Whaddya mean, “one of them”!? Lies! All of it, lies! I don’t believe a word of it!

<p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt">Payne: Your Honor, the victim’s passport. According to this, she was in Paris until the day before she died.

<p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt"> Passport added to the Court Record.

<p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt">Judge: Hmm… Indeed, she appears to have returned the day before the murder.

<p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt">Butz: Dude… no way…

<p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt">Payne: The victim was a model, but did not have a large income. It appears that she had several “Sugar Daddies.”

<p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt">Butz: Daddies? Sugar?

<p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt">Payne: Yes. Older men, who gave her money and gifts. She took their money and used it to support her lifestyle.

<p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt">Butz: Duuude!

<p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt">Payne: We can clearly see what kind of woman this Ms. Stone was. Tell me, Mr. Butz, what do you think of her now?

<p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt">Mia: Wright… I don’t think you want him to answer that question.

<p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt">Phoenix: (Yeah… Larry has a way of running his mouth in all the wrong directions. Should I?) My client had no idea the victim was seeing other men! That question is irrelevant to this case!

<p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt">Payne: Oof! *wince*

<p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt">Butz: Dude! Nick! Whaddya mean, “irrelevant”!? that cheatin’ she-dog! I’m gonna die. I’m just gonna drop dead! Yeah, and when I meet her in the afterlife… I’m gonna get to the bottom of this!

<p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt">Judge: Let’s continue with the trial, shall we?

<p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt">Payne: I believe the accused’s motive is clear to everyone.

<p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt">Judge: Yes, quite.

<p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt">Phoenix: (Oh boy. This is so not looking good.)

<p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt">Payne: Next question! You went to the victim’s apartment on the day of the murder, did you not?

<p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt">Butz: Gulp!

<p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt">Payne: Well, did you, or did you not?

<p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt">Butz: Heh? Heh heh. Well, maybe I did, and maybe I didn’t!

<p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt">Phoenix: (Uh oh. He went. What do I do? I know! I’ll send him a signal… TELL THE TRUTH)

<p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt">Butz: Er… Yeah! Yeah! I was there! I went!

<p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt">Judge: Order! Well, Mr. Butz?

<p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt">Butz: Dude, chill! She wasn’t home, man… So, like, I didn’t see her.

<p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt">OBJECTION!

<p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt">Payne: Your Honor, the defendant is lying.

<p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt">Judge: Lying?

<p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt">Payne: The prosecution would like to call a witness who can prove Mr. Butz is lying.

<p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt">Judge: Well, that simplifies matters. Who is your witness?

<p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt">Payne: The man who found the victim’s body. Just before making the gruesome discovery… He saw the defendant fleeing the scene of the crime!

<p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt">Judge: Order! Order in the court! Mr. Payne, the prosecution may call its witness.

<p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt">Payne: Yes, Your Honor.

<p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt">Phoenix: (This is bad…)

<p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt">Payne: On the day of the murder, my witness was selling newspapers at the victim’s building. Please bring Mr. Frank Sahwit to the stand!

<p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt">Payne: Mr. Sahwit, you sell newspaper subscriptions, is this correct?

<p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt">Sahwit: Oh, oh yes! Newspapers, yes!

<p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt">Judge: Mr. Sahwit, you may proceed with your testimony. Please tell the court what you saw on the day of the murder.

<p style="text-align: center; margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt">Witness Testimony

<p style="text-align: center; margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt"> -- Witness’s Account –

<p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt">Sahwit: I was going door-to-door, selling subscriptions when I saw a man fleeing an apartment. I thought he must be in a hurry because he left the door half-open behind him. Thinking it strange, I looked inside the apartment. Then I saw her lying there… A woman… not moving… dead! I quailed in fright and found myself unable to go inside. I thought to call the police immediately! However, the phone in her apartment wasn’t working. I went to a nearby park and found a public phone. I remember the time exactly: it was 1:00 PM. The man who ran was, without a doubt, the defendant sitting right over there.

<p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt">Judge: Hmm…

<p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt">Phoenix: (Larry! Why didn’t you tell the truth? I can’t defend you against a testimony like that!)

<p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt">Judge: Incidentally, why wasn’t the phone in the victim’s apartment working?

<p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt">Payne: Your Honor, at the time of the murder, there was a blackout in the building.

<p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt">Judge: Aren’t phones supposed to work during a blackout?

<p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt">Payne: Yes, Your Honor… However, some cordless phones do not function normally. The phone that Mr. Sahwit used was one of those. Your Honor… I have a record of the blackout, for your perusal.

<p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt"> Blackout Record added to the Court Record.

<p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt">Judge: Now, Mr. Wright…

<p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt">Phoenix: Yes! Er… yes, Your Honor?

<p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt">Judge: You may begin your cross-examination.

<p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt">Phoenix: C-Cross-examination, Your Honor?

<p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt">Mia: Alright, Wright, this is it. The real deal!

<p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt">Phoenix: Uh… what exactly am I supposed to do?

<p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt">Mia: Why, you expose the lies in the testimony the witness just gave!

<p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt">Phoenix: Lies! What?! He was lying!?

<p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt">Mia: Your client is innocent right? Then that witness must have lied in his testimony! Or is your client really… guilty?

<p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt">Phoenix: !!! How do I prove he’s not?

<p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt">Mia: You hold the key! It’s in the evidence ! Compare the witness’s testimony to the evidence at hand. There’s bound to be a contradiction in there! First, find contradictions between the Court Record and the witness’s testimony. Then, once you’ve found the contradicting evidence … present it and rub it in the witness’s face!

<p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt">Phoenix: Um… okay.

<p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt">Mia: Touch the Court Record button and point out contradictions in the testimony!

<p style="text-align: center; margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt"> -- Witness Account –

<p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt"> I was going door-to-door, selling subscriptions when I saw a man fleeing an apartment.

<p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt"> I thought he must be in a hurry because he left the door half-open behind him.

<p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt"> Thinking it strange, I looked inside the apartment.

<p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt"> Then I saw her lying there… A woman… not moving… dead!

<p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt"> I quailed in fright and found myself unable to go inside.

<p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt"> I thought to call the police immediately!

<p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt"> However, the phone in her apartment wasn’t working.

<p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt"> I went to a nearby park and found a public phone.

<p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt"> I remember the time exactly: it was 1:00 PM.

<p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt">OBJECTION!

<p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt">Phoenix: You found the body at 1:00 PM. You’re sure?

<p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt">Sahwit: Yes. It was 1:00 PM, for certain.

<p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt">Phoenix: Frankly, I find that hard to believe! Your statement directly contradicts the autopsy report. The autopsy notes the time of death at sometime after 4PM. There was nobody to… er… no “body” to find at 1:00 PM! How do you explain this three-hour gap?

<p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt">Sahwit: !!! Oh, that! Oh, er…

<p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt">OBJECTION!

<p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt">Payne: This is trivial! The witness merely forgot the time!

<p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt">Judge: After his testimony, I find that hard to believe. Mr. Sahwit… why are you so certain that you found the body at 1:00 PM?

<p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt">Sahwit: I… er… well, I… Gee, that’s a really good question!

<p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt">Mia: Great job, Wright! Way to put him on the spot! That’s all you have to do: point out contradictions! Lies always beget more lies! See through one, and their whole story falls apart!

<p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt">Sahwit: Wait! I remember now!

<p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt">Judge: Would you care to give your testimony again?