Turnabout Trump - Transcript



Episode 1 Turnabout Trump

Showdown time.

...You lose.

Auuuuuuuugh!

Eeeeeeeeeek!

...I seem to be in a bit of trouble.

Something like that.

...Dead. Someone hit him. Hard.

Me? Please. The cops should be here any minute.

I'm in your hands... Should it come to that.

April 20, 9:37 AM District Court Defendant Lobby No. 3

Apollo:

(Panicked... Palms sweaty... I can admit it. I'm nervous.)

???:

Ah, good morning!

Apollo:

G-Good morning, sir!

Kristoph:

You look tense, Justice. Wound up tight.

Apollo:

W-Wound up, sir? No! I'm loose! I'm fine!

Kristoph:

That screeching noise... Is that your voice? I suppose it's to be expected... Your first trial, and it's a homicide. I guess "Justice" doesn't start small, eh?

Apollo:

I-I'm fine!

Apollo:

I got up at 5 AM to do my "Chords of Steel" voice workout! I'm fine!

Kristoph:

Ah, that explains it.

Kristoph:

I did detect a certain rasping quality to your screech.

Apollo:

...*cough* (I overdid it again...)

Kristoph:

As you know, your client today is a good friend of mine. I wouldn't want to let him down... if you get my drift.

Apollo:

Drift gotten, sir! I-I'm all over that drift!

Kristoph:

As it happens, I dined with him the night of the murder. We can't let this case fall through.

Apollo:

Yes. Yes! I'm fine, sir!

Kristoph:

One more thing. Don't say you're fine quite so much. People might take you the wrong way.

Apollo:

* gulp*

Kristoph:

I'll be preparing our case. You might want to introduce yourself to the client.

Apollo:

My name is Apollo Justice. If it isn't clear already, I'm a new attorney. And today is my first trial. N-Not that I'm worried or anything! The defendant has been accused of... murder. My boss wants to help him out, of course... and so do I! I mean, there's no way he did it. Not him! No way!

???:

...

Apollo:

Whoa!

???:

...

Apollo:

Good uh, morning!

???:

... Morning. It's all up to you today.

Apollo:

(First trial: nervous. Meeting him: cardiac arrest.)

???:

...

Apollo:

... (I think I'm supposed to say something... Uh... help?)

???:

So, you're...

Apollo:

Fine! I-I'm fine!

???:

Ah... Mr. Fine, is it?

Apollo:

Uh.

???:

I did remember you having an odd name.

Apollo:

(Well, we're off to a great start.) Um... Are you sure you're OK, I mean, with me?

???:

...

Apollo:

Mr. Gavin is a top-notch defense attorney. And he's your friend! So why...

???:

... You'll see.

Apollo:

Uh?

???:

You can do it. Be confident.

Apollo:

Um, I... I'm really sorry this happened to you. I mean... I mean, I...

???:

It's time. Shall we?

Apollo:

Y-Yes, sir! (...OK. I need to focus. First trial, here comes Justice!)

April 20, 10:00 AM District Court Courtroom No. 2

Judge:

The court is now in session.

Payne:

The prosecution is ready, Your Honor.

Apollo:

Uh, the defense is, uh, fine! I mean ready, Your Honor! (Mind going blank... Don't panic... Ack, too late!)

Judge:

Your name was... Mr. Justice? And this is your first trial?

Apollo:

Y-Yes, Your Honor! But I'm fine! Really!

Judge:

Are you quite sure? Your voice sounds a bit strained.

Apollo:

...*cough*

Judge:

Ahem. Mr. Gavin?

Kristoph:

...Yes, Your Honor?

Judge:

I was under the impression that you would be heading up this case...?

Kristoph:

That was my intention, yes. However... A defense attorney must always cede to his client's wishes. And my client specifically requested Mr. Justice.

Judge:

Well, of course he wants justice! But to entrust his case to this greenhorn... Why? I do not exaggerate when I say that you're the best defense attorney in town, Mr. Gavin.

Apollo:

(OK, so Gavin's got trial experience, fine. But does he have Chords of Steel!?)

Judge:

Then let's begin. The defendant may enter the courtroom.

???:

...

Judge:

This is truly an unfortunate turn of events. I'm sorry we had to meet again under these circumstances. Long time no see, Mr. Wright.

Phoenix:

Let's put the past behind us, shall we? These days, I'm merely Phoenix Wright, piano player.

Apollo:

(Mr. Wright... How could this have happened?)

Judge:

I won't speak of it further then. If the prosecution would be so kind as to explain the charges. Mr. Payne?

Payne:

To think, I saw you enter this room a fresh attorney, and now I'll see you leave in chains.

Phoenix:

Ah, Winston Payne. Subtle as ever, I see.

Payne:

Ahem. The crime occurred at the Borscht Bowl Club ... a Russian restaurant. The defendant, Phoenix Wright, took the victim, a customer... ...and he hit him! Wham! On the head! Smack! Killed him cold.

Judge:

Hmm... A customer at the restaurant, you say? And the defendant, you say he was...?

Payne:

The pianist for the club, it seems.

Judge:

Phoenix Wright... A pianist?

Payne:

This is the weapon that took the victim's life. A bottle of grape juice. Grape juice is apparently our defendant's drink of choice.

Judge:

The court accepts the deadly bottle as evidence.

Deadly Bottle added to the Court Record.

Kristoph:

Something to note, Jusice. All evidence is filed in the Court Record. Make a practice of checking it frequently.

Apollo:

The Court Record ... Right! I've heard of that!

Kristoph:

Use the Court Record Button to look at the evidence so far. I'm confident in your ability to handle this.

Apollo:

(Right, the Court Record Button . Sounds like it's time for some hands-on action!)

Judge:

So, the victim was a customer at this restaurant. But just who was this, erm, "Shadi Smith" fellow?

Payne:

We believe he was a traveler, Your Honor.

Judge:

A... traveler?

Payne:

According to his passport, he had been out of the country for a number of years. He had only returned to this country recently, though his place of residence is unclear.

Judge:

And he had some sort of connection with the defendant?

Payne:

...That, too, is unclear at present, Your Honor. We believe they first met at the Borscht Bowl Club on the night of the crime.

Judge:

If they had only just met, then why murder? Perhaps the victim slighted the defendant's piano playing?

Payne:

That doesn't appear to have been the case. No, the motive had nothing to do with the defendant's lack of playing skill. At least not piano playing. I'll let this photo explain what I mean. As we can see, a game of poker was in progress at the scene of the crime.

Judge:

Wait a second! Isn't poker gambling? That's a crime in and of itself!

Payne:

Indeed. It appears our defendant... ...has fallen to become the basest sort of criminal!

Kristoph:

It is true that the defendant was engaged in a game of poker with the victim. Yet it was only that: a game, in the purest sense. A competition, Your Honor.

Payne:

A... competition?

Kristoph:

Yes, a test of wits, a silent clash of passions... Only the cards, their backs wreathed in blue flame, know its final outcome.

Judge:

... Er, come again?

Payne:

The cards on the table had blue backs, Your Honor. I believe the defense was waxing poetic in an attempt to mystify those present... ...and impress women.

Judge:

That will be our first order of business here then: To find out more about this fatal game of cards.

Phoenix:

...

Judge:

Very well, Defendant.

Judge:

You will testify to the court about the poker competition held the night of the crime.

Phoenix:

...My pleasure.

Apollo:

(This is it, my first trial! Here goes nothing!)

Witness Testimony

- - The Competition - -

Phoenix:

I am a pianist by trade... yet I can hardly play at all. My real job is to take on interested customers over at the poker table. The room where we play and the competition in there are the club's main attractions. The rules are simple: we play a game of poker using two decks of cards. That's all it is... a game. And our customers are happy.

Judge:

...Hmm. A pianist who can't play piano?

Payne:

Better than a defense attorney who can't defend.

Judge:

... Very well. The defense may begin the cross-examination.

Apollo:

R-Right, Your Honor! (My first cross-examination! Don't blow it!)

Kristoph:

Are you alright? You're sweating bullets.

Apollo:

Bullets...!? Where!?

Kristoph:

It's a figure of speech, Justice. Your voice sounds strained and raspy, too.

Apollo:

My brain feels strained and raspy, sir.

Kristoph:

You've watched me perform cross-examinations many times. Though you've never done one yourself, have you? Care for a refresher?

Apollo:

(What to do? Should I ask Mr. Gavin for a refresher course in cross-examination ?)

Kristoph:

Find any inconsistencies, any lies in the testimony , and reveal them to the court. That is cross-examination. Learn it. Know it. Do it.

Apollo:

(" Inconsistencies "? " Lies "? Phoenix Wright...? As if! Phoenix Wright would never lie, and it's up to me to prove it.)

Judge:

The defense may begin the cross-examination.

Cross Examination

- - The Competition - -

Phoenix:

I am a pianist by trade... yet I can hardly play at all.

Phoenix:

My real job is to take on interested customers over at the poker table.

Phoenix:

The room where we play and the competition in there are the club's main attractions.

Phoenix:

The rules are simple: we play a game of poker using two decks of cards.

Phoenix:

That's all it is... a game. And our customers are happy.

Apollo:

(I can't imagine Mr. Wright lying in a testimony...)

Kristoph:

Isn't it a little early to be jumping to conclusions? This is your first cross-examination. Take it slow. If you need more information, don't forget to press.

Apollo:

R-Right! I got it! I'm fine! (Time to listen to that testimony again.)

(Pressing second, third, and fourth statements leads to:)

Judge:

This competition you're talking about... I believe the court understands the nature of the game sufficiently.

Apollo:

Th-That's right! It was a simple game, after all!

Judge:

Are you sure?

Apollo:

Huh?

Judge:

People are not murdered over "simple games", Mr. Justice. Defendant. You were in the room the very moment that the crime occurred... Yet you claim no connection to the crime?

Phoenix:

... Now that's strange.

Judge:

What's strange?

Phoenix:

I was testifying about the competition that night.

Phoenix:

Asking me about the crime at this point is against the rules, Your Honor. Of course, I expected to hear a cry of "Objection!" from the defense...

Apollo:

Ack! (Argh! I completely let that one slip by!)

Kristoph:

Don't despair yet, Justice.

Apollo:

S-Sir?

Kristoph:

Wright. There's something I'd like made clear. Namely, your connection to the case at hand. And I'd like to hear it from you.

Phoenix:

... Sure, why not?

Judge:

Very well. The defendant will amend his testimony.

Apollo:

(Just one little press ... ...and I've got myself a whole new testimony !)

Phoenix:

I plead silence regarding the murder. But I will say I never touched the murder weapon.

Apollo:

So you say you didn't touch the murder weapon... this grape juice bottle? ...Right?

Phoenix:

So I said.

Apollo:

...

Judge:

Something the matter, Mr. Justice?

Payne:

Hee hee hee... Too bad our new defense attorney never learned how to play dumb!

Judge:

What's this, Mr. Payne?

Payne:

I examined the bottle in question, you see. And it was covered with the defendant's fingerprints!

Apollo:

Objection!

Judge:

No need to shout, Mr. Justice! I can hear you just fine!

Apollo:

Aha ha ha...

Kristoph:

Excess yelling can damage the judge's ears... and our case.

Apollo:

(B-But what about my Chords of Steel...?) Any... Anyway! What's so strange about fingerprints on a bottle in a restaurant?

Judge:

Well, that's true. The prints alone don't prove he did it--

Payne:

Oh, they wouldn't prove a thing... if they were normal fingerprints!

Apollo:

...Huh!?

Payne:

But the fingerprints on the murder weapon were upside-down !

Judge:

"Upside-down"? What does that mean?

Payne:

It means he was holding the bottle inverted! And there can be only one reason for that! ...Yes. To brain someone with the bottle!

Apollo:

Auuuuuuuuuuuuuugh! M-Mr. Gavin! I think things just took a turn for the worse!

Kristoph:

...Oh? I see no problem, Justice.

Apollo:

Huh?

Kristoph:

The only thing that matters is the truth. There's a good reason for everything. You'll see.

Judge:

Defendant! Can you explain your fingerprints on this bottle to the court!?

Phoenix:

... I stand by my plea of silence regarding the murder. ...For now.

Judge:

Hmm... Not very cooperative, are you? This could hurt your case.

Payne:

I'm sure he's uncooperative because he's hiding something! There must be some reason ...

Kristoph:

...Your Honor. You seem to have forgotten something.

Judge:

And what might that be, Mr. Gavin?

Kristoph:

On the night of the crime, who was it who reported the murder to the police?

Judge:

Reported...?

Payne:

Well, that was the defendant, Mr. Wright. But still, that...

Judge:

R-Really!?

Payne:

Erm, yes, well. According to the case file... The murder was reported from near the scene, by a call from the defendant's cell phone.

Apollo:

"Near" the scene...?

Payne:

Let's take a look at a diagram of the murder scene, shall we? The victim was murdered in a small room in a basement two floors down from ground level. Of course, cell phones can't get reception so far down. The defendant used the stairs in this hallway to go above ground... The call came from the first floor of the restaurant.

Judge:

I see... And this is the phone that made the call?

Wright's Cell Phone added to the Court Record.

Kristoph:

The defendant could have just fled the scene of the crime if he so chose. Yet, he fulfilled his duty as a citizen and reported it to the authorities. And you claim he is being "uncooperative"...?

Payne:

Urk.

Apollo:

(Nice save, Mr. Gavin! I'd better not waste this!)

Kristoph:

...I think the prosecution has toyed with our client enough for the time being.

Payne:

T-Toyed? I assure you, no one is more serious about...

Kristoph:

What was it you said? The defendant was "in the room the very moment that the crime occurred". How can you possibly know this?

Judge:

That's a good question! How indeed!

Kristoph:

The answer is simple, Your Honor. The prosecution has a decisive witness.

Payne:

Hee hee hee. You're as good as they say you are.

Apollo:

(So someone else was in the room the night of the crime! That must mean they witnessed the crime...)

Kristoph:

Everything up till now has been a warm-up, Justice. Are you ready?

Judge:

Very well. The prosecution may call its first witness to the stand!

Payne:

The witness will state her name and profession.

Judge:

H-Hold on just a moment! Where's the witness?

Payne:

I surmise that she has been frightened by the defense's demonic-looking horns.

Apollo:

(So I used a little hair gel! Relax, people!)

Judge:

Have no fear! If any horns point in your direction this court will cut them off.

???:

... You... are sure?

Judge:

I swear it on my gavel! Please, come out.

Apollo:

Isn't violence against hair a crime, Your Honor?

???:

Well, if you are sure it is OK...

Judge:

Ahem. Now, the prosecution... W-W-Wait a minute! Would the prosecution care to explain the witness's... erm... paraphernalia?

Payne:

Er... yes. She is a professional, Your Honor. Those are merely the tools of her trade.

Judge:

And that would be...?

Olga:

My name... is Olga Orly. I am employed as waitress in Borscht Bowl Club restaurant.

Judge:

Then... why the camera?

Olga:

Of course, it is my pride to serve borscht that is naming restaurant. But I also perform -- how it is said? Other service.

Judge:

I take it one of these other services is taking the customers' pictures?

Olga:

Dah, dah. Like, for example... this one.

Judge:

Th-That's... the defendant !?

Payne:

Indeed. On the night of the murder.

Olga:

Man in white hat... is one who has gone kaput.

Judge:

Indeed... That is the victim. Order! Order! This is quite a piece of evidence to casually drop into our laps!

Olga:

It is same way as I drop cold bowls of borscht on laps of customers... casually.

Judge:

Hmm... Then the court will casually accept this new evidence.

Olga's Photo added to the Court Record.

Payne:

Now, witness. Where were you at the time of the murder?

Olga:

I was in room. The Hydeout, we call it.

Apollo:

Excuse me? The Hydeout?

Olga:

It is room where famous gangster "Badgai" was arrested. Is room where murder took place.

Apollo:

Whaaaaat!?

Olga:

Your look of utter surprise... It is lovely. I will post by courtroom door later for you! Dah, dah, photos will be numbered, and you will write which ones you want copy of.

Apollo:

(So there were three people in the room at the time of the crime... The victim, Shadi Smith, Mr. Wright, and... ...Olga Orly, our witness! ...And if Mr. Wright isn't the killer, that means...!)

Judge:

Very well, Witness! You will testify to the court about that night's events!

Witness Testimony

- - That Fateful Night - -

Olga:

That night, customer asked me to deal cards for game. It was cold... Both players played with hats on, dah. The victim, he plays whole time with his hand on locket at his neck. Then, last hand is done! But something terrible has happened, dah! That man flew at victim, and is strangling him to death!

Judge:

Hmm... Incidentally, who won the game?

Payne:

Isn't it obvious? The winner was the victim... Mr. Smith!

Apollo:

That's ridiculous! Um, because... Because Mr. Wright can't lose!

Kristoph:

Ahem. Justice? Maybe you can come up with a more legitimate objection?

Apollo:

But! He hadn't lost in seven years!

Payne:

Take it from me kid. It happens. I didn't lose a case my first seven years as prosecutor, either. Incidentally. I have some evidence here. These are the poker chips as they lay the very moment of the crime. The hand and chips on this side belong to the defendant, Mr. Wright. Those on the far side belonged to the victim, Mr. Smith.

Judge:

Chips... you say?

Payne:

Dah. I mean yes! Imagine that poker is war... Your hand is your army, and the chips are the spoils.

Judge:

I-I know that. After all, in my youth I was known as... ...the "Poker Head of Courtroom No. 3"!

Apollo:

(I think he means "poker face"...)

Judge:

Hmm... Looking at this picture... ...it does seem that most of the chips are on the victim's side of the table.

Chip Photo added to the Court Record.

Judge:

Very well. The defense may cross-examine the witness.

Cross Examination

- - That Fateful Night - -

Olga:

That night, customer asked me to deal cards for game.

Olga:

It was cold... Both players played with hats on, dah.

Olga:

The victim, he plays whole time with his hand on locket at his neck.

Olga:

Then, last hand is done! But something terrible has happened, dah!

Olga:

That man flew at victim, and is strangling him to death!

Kristoph:

Go ahead. I believe you know what it is you need to do.

Apollo:

Right, sir! Leave it to me! (There were only three people in the room at the time of the murder. The victim, Shadi Smith, Mr. Wright, and... And if Mr. Wright isn't the killer... I've got you now, Orly!)

Apollo:

Oh really? "Strangled", you say? That's odd.

Olga:

Dah, normal customers only choke on borscht.

Apollo:

No, I mean this report shows that the victim died of a blow to the head!

Olga:

Aaack!

Apollo:

Ms. Orly! Really now... Did you witness the crime!?

Olga:

Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeek!

Judge:

Hmm... Looking at the picture, it doesn't seem like he was hit. He's still wearing his hat and everything.

Payne:

Yet, it is a fact that he was hit, Your Honor. Here's a photo we took of the victim with his hat off during our investigation.

Judge:

Well, that's quite shocking, isn't it? This head certainly was hit.

Crime Photo 2 added to the Court Record.

Olga:

B-But...! I have seen it happen!

Olga:

The defendant, he lunge at victim, his neck...

Apollo:

(Oh really, Ms. Orly? I think I've caught you in your own lie this time!)

Kristoph:

...Justice. I admire your enthusiasm, but perhaps you should think this through once more.

Apollo:

Wh-What do you mean? I found a contradiction!

Kristoph:

There's one thing in her testimony that... troubles me.

Judge:

Very well. It seems we should continue the cross-examination.

Apollo:

(There's such a thing as thinking too much... This horse is dead, let's stop beating it!)

Kristoph:

There's such a thing as thinking aloud too much, too.

Olga:

After defendant tried to strangle victim, he hit him with bottle.

Apollo:

(You know, there was one curious part in her testimony just like Mr. Gavin said. But what does it mean?)

Judge:

Mr. Justice, would you care to explain what it is you're thinking so intensely about?

Apollo:

Recall the testimony, Your Honor... The victim played with "his hand on locket at his neck", I believe she said?

Payne:

I hope you aren't about to raise an objection to the witness's grammar!

Apollo:

No, but look at this photograph. Do you see a locket on the victim's neck?

Kristoph:

Well done, Justice. I'm impressed. I knew you'd be able to handle this.

Apollo:

B-But what does it mean?

Judge:

If we are to believe this witness's testimony as-is... Then the locket "disappeared" following the victim's death.

Apollo:

Lockets don't just "disappear", Your Honor!

Kristoph:

It's quite simple when you think about it. If the locket is gone, someone must have taken it off, no?

Apollo:

Taken it off... Wait, you dont mean...!

Kristoph:

The defendant wasn't strangling the victim at all. He was taking off his locket ! ...Wouldn't that explain it?

Judge:

Ah...!

Payne:

Urk...?

Judge:

D-Defendant! What do you have to say to this?

Phoenix:

...

Judge:

... Say.

Phoenix:

Yes?

Judge:

I just noticed this, but... You have something hanging around your neck, don't you.

Phoenix:

Oh? You mean this?

Phoenix:

Yes, it's a locket... with a photograph inside. A photo... of my daughter.

Apollo:

C-Come again?

Judge:

Mr. Wright! You have a daughter!?

Payne:

We confirmed it at the time of the arrest. The picture in the locket is indeed Mr. Wright's daughter.

Phoenix:

...

Apollo:

(So Mr. Wright has a locket, too...? Why don't I buy that this is just a coincidence...?)

Judge:

Well now, if the results of this poker game led to the murder... Perhaps we should hear a bit more about the outcome of the game?

Payne:

Further testimony won't really be necessary. It's clear the defendant lost. Badly.

Olga:

...

Judge:

Ms. Orly!

Judge:

You will testify to the court about the game played between the victim and the defendant!

Olga:

D-Dah...

Witness Testimony

- - Serious Competition - -

Olga:

The game began with 3,500 point in chips for each man. House chips come in two size: small and large. The one who was winning... dah, it was victim! For last hand, defendant play with all chips on table and lose. The moment loss was decided, defendant grabs bottle from table and...

Judge:

Indeed... Looking at this picture... It does seem to be a one-sided game.

Payne:

As the court knows, poker was the defendant's life! Failure must have been a bitter pill to swallow!

Judge:

Ah, how many times have I heard these words: "I done it in a fit of anger, Yer Honor, and now I regret what I done". ...A common tale, but true.

Apollo:

(Methinks the judge watches too many old court movies. Mr. Wright said he hasn't lost in seven years, so this testimony must be wrong!)

Cross Examination

- - Serious Competition - -

Olga:

The game began with 3,500 point in chips for each man.

Olga:

House chips come in two size: small and large.

Olga:

The one who was winning... dah, it was victim!

Olga:

For last hand, defendant play with all chips on table and lose.

Olga:

The moment loss was decided, defendant grabs bottle from table and...

Kristoph:

Remember, your first goal is to gather information!

Apollo:

Yes, sir! (Look out contradiction, here comes Justice!)

Olga:

One kind of chip is worth 100 points, other kind is worth 1,000. Two kinds in all.

Apollo:

You're sure it was the victim who won? Absolutely sure?

Olga:

...!

Payne:

It seems our new attorney is a bit confused... A glance at the picture is enough to tell you who won! If you're not in kindergarten.

Judge:

Um... Just for safety's sake, could you explain the problem to the court?

Apollo:

Of course, Your Honor. In this photo I see small chips and I see large chips. Tell me.. which were worth 1,000 points ?

Payne:

Why, the big ones of course! Duh!

Apollo:

Oh, I thought so too... but then the totals don't add up.

Payne:

Th-The totals...?

Apollo:

Let's review what the witness told us: Each man started with 3,500 points in chips. And the combined total value of the chips was 7,000 points.

Judge:

Yes... if my calculations are correct! Let's see, three plus one, carry the five...

Apollo:

Um, they are, Your Honor. Now! Look at this photo that allegedly shows all the chips. If the big chips are worth 1,000 points, and the small chips are worth 100... And you add them up...

Payne:

How much is it!?

Apollo:

(Do it yourself... You aren't in kindergarten, are you?) ...10,600 points. The chips don't add up! This clearly contradicts the witness's testimony!

Payne:

B-But why!? How could this be!?

Kristoph:

Exactly... Justice. Now that you know the "what", you must determine the "why".

Apollo:

(Right... There's only one possible way to explain this contradiction!)

Apollo:

Each man began the game with 3,500 points. If all the chips are indeed shown in this photograph... Then there can be only one answer.

Judge:

Well, what is it?

Apollo:

The value of the chips... was the other way around !

Payne:

Wh-What!?

Apollo:

Want to know what I think?

Apollo:

The small chips were worth 1,000 points, not the big ones!

Payne:

Madness! Utter madness!

Judge:

Show me that photograph of the chips again! ...There are six small chips, and ten large chips... Why, that does make 7,000 points when you add them up!

Kristoph:

Excellent work, Justice. It's almost as though you figured it out by yourself.

Apollo:

Well... I'm just glad I was the one who said it.

Payne:

B-But wait! The value of the chips may be different, but that changes nothing!!!

Judge:

Indeed.. The victim did have the larger number of chips still. ... Ah!

Apollo:

...Exactly. If the small chips are 1,000 points, and the large chips are 100... Let's do a little math. Add up the points for each side of the table!

Payne:

Ah... Auuuuuuuuuuuuugh!

Judge:

The victim, Mr. Smith, had 2,900 points, and the defendant had... 4,100 points!

Apollo:

Well now... It seems that Mr. Wright was winning that night after all!

Payne:

That's... impossible!

Apollo:

My client had even less reason to kill the victim! After all... he was winning!

Payne:

Yeeeaaaargh!

Apollo:

Now... Ms. Orly. You must have known the true value of the chips. Since you were there at the scene of the crime... weren't you?

Orly:

Ah... Eeeeeeeeeek!

Judge:

Order! Order!!! It appears our defendant has lost his "motive". And Mr. Wright's supposed defeat... never happened.

Payne:

Nnn... nunngk!

Judge:

We must now ask ourselves whether we can trust the witness's testimony at--

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Judge:

E-Excuse me? What is it, Ms. Orly?

Olga:

I... I did not want to be saying this, but... Actually, you see, erm...

Payne:

See what, Ms. Orly!? What do we see!?

Olga:

In the last hand, there was cheat !

Payne:

A ch-cheat? You... You don't mean... ...a trick!?

Judge:

Wait, or do you mean... ..a scam!?

Apollo:

(They're all the same thing!)

Olga:

Yes, there was cheat in last hand... That is why game ends with chips as they are!

Apollo:

(Great... Just great... First we have lying... now cheating...)

Kristoph:

Well, this case certainly has taken a turn... ...for the interesting!

Judge:

Witness! You will please testify to the court! Tell us about this cheating in the final hand!

Witness Testimony

- - The Final Hand- -

Olga:

The last hand... both men had "full house". There is four of each card in deck, from ace to king. If you look at both men's hands, cheat is more obvious! The next moment, game becomes argument, dah! The defendant's trick was exposed! He took bottle in his hand... Poor Mr. Smith!

Apollo:

Ms. Orly! Why did you not tell the court about this from the very beginning!?

Olga:

...

Apollo:

(I thought I smelled a cover-up here... Well folks, it's time to throw back the covers!)

Judge:

Hmm... A full house is a very high-scoring hand. Not easy to make, in my experience.

Payne:

That alone is enough to suspect less-than-scrupulous tactics.

Apollo:

Um... Mr. Gavin? What's a full house ?

Payne:

Lawyers these days... You don't know your poker?

Judge:

I can't say this bodes well for your case... or career.

Apollo:

(What is this, some kind of secret court poker ring!?)

Kristoph:

...Justice. You know the terms "one pair", "two pair", and "three of a kind", yes?

Apollo:

Uh, yeah! No problem! Two cards with the same number makes a pair, and three makes a three of a kind!

Kristoph:

Good. Now picture a hand with one pair, and one three of a kind. That's a full house.

Apollo:

(Hmm... That doesn't sound very easy to make, does it.)

Payne:

You can see each player's hand in this photo.

Apollo:

(Wow... They both have full houses!)

Payne:

We forget, there's an easy way to make a full house... and go undefeated for seven years. You cheat.

Judge:

Ahem. The defense may cross-examine the witness.

Apollo:

(If he did cheat in the last hand, that still leaves one important question... Mr. Wright lost that hand. Who's ever heard of a professional con man losing when they cheat!?)

Cross Examination

- - The Final Hand- -

Olga:

The last hand... both men had "full house".

Olga:

There is four of each card in deck, from ace to king.

Olga:

If you look at both men's hands, cheat is more obvious!

Olga:

The next moment, game becomes argument, dah! The defendant's trick was exposed!

Olga:

He took bottle in his hand... Poor Mr. Smith!

Apollo:

(First she says it was a serious competition, now she says there was cheating...)

Kristoph:

Justice... Notice anything odd? Her testimony keeps changing. Now she says the defendant cheated.

Apollo:

Actually, yes! I had noticed that!

Kristoph:

Let's get the truth about this "cheating" first, shall we?

Apollo:

Right! Leave it to me!

Olga:

Mr. Smith's hand has three aces, and Mr. Wright's two. ...It is five aces in all.

Apollo:

It appears the witness is mistaken...

Olga:

Miss... Taken? But my name...

Apollo:

Look, this piece of evidence clearly contradicts what you said in your testimony!

Judge:

That's... the photo of the chips, is it not?

Kristoph:

Justice. Perhaps you ought to explain your point in a way that the judge can comprehend... In other words, use your finger to "point" out your point!

Judge:

Yes... Please point out the contradiction in this photo. What particular "point" contradicts the witness's testimony?

Apollo:

Ms. Orly, in your testimony, you made the following claim: "Mr. Smith's hand has three aces"... But as you can clearly see, the victim's hand only held two aces!

Olga:

Eeeeeeeek!

Payne:

Well... Well maybe the witness was simply confused! Perhaps it was the defendant's hand that held the third ace in question...

Apollo:

Take another look at the evidence! As you can see, the defendant also had two aces in his hand. Where's this fifth ace? I see cheating alright, and it's going on right here in this courtroom!

Judge:

Two aces in each player's hand does make four aces total. Hardly proof of cheating...

Olga:

Wait! Please! It is true... I have seen it! The fifth ace! There was cheating, I swear to you.

Apollo:

(That's odd... She must be lying, yet she's the most sincere I've seen her all day.)

Kristoph:

You're right to trust your instincts...

Apollo:

Mr. Gavin?

Kristoph:

Who knows what lies in store for us in the trial ahead... Your Honor, if I may. I have a suggestion...

Judge:

What might that be, Mr. Gavin?

Kristoph:

If you don't mind... ...perhaps we might examine the actual cards?

Judge:

The cards...?

Kristoph:

Mr. Payne.

Payne:

Urk. Yes?

Kristoph:

The players' hands that night were set aside as evidence, were they not? The defense would like to request that the cards be shown to the court.

Judge:

Very well, the prosecution will submit this evidence! Which will you examine?

Judge:

The victim's cards... or the defendant's cards?

Apollo:

(If these cards don't prove cheating was going on, nothing will! Now... which of these hands is more suspicious?)

Kristoph:

When examining evidence, be sure to view it from all sides and angles. Try using the dials on the evidence viewer. That should give you a better perspective on the case.

Apollo:

(OK... Let's do this!)

Apollo:

Your Honor! Look at this! One of the victim's cards... The back is a different color!

Payne:

Eh...? Ehhhhhh!?

Olga:

Th-That's impossible! But I put that card in Wright's hand... Ack!

Kristoph:

...What was that, Ms. Orly?

Olga:

No... Ny-Nyet! Er, I merely said, eh... Dah, I have, eek!

Kristoph:

Your Honor?

Judge:

M-Mr. Gavin, yes?

Kristoph:

Tell me, what is the easiest way to cheat at poker?

Judge:

To... cheat?

Kristoph:

I'll tell you. One merely needs a friend, a "comrade", shall we say... The dealer!

Judge:

Ah... Ah!

Apollo:

Wait, so you mean... This witness... Ms. Orly...

Kristoph:

She's the cheater. A professional, I'd wager.

Olga:

Nyeeeeeeaaaaargh!

Judge:

Order! Order!!!

Apollo:

(Focus, Justice! Time to take advantage of her! ...I mean, of her mistake!) Your Honor! Please recall the testimony we just heard!

Olga:

Th-That's impossible! But I put that card in Wright's hand...

Apollo:

...Ergo! Ms. Olga Orly conspired to cheat, not with my client... ...but with the victim, Mr. Shadi Smith!

Olga:

Ooooooogh!

Apollo:

Not only did she cheat, she cheated poorly! Therefore! It's not hard to imagine an altercation between her and the victim...

Payne:

Whaaaaaaaaaaaat!?

Judge:

Wait, you don't mean... The defense isn't accusing the witness, Ms. Olga Orly... are you?

Apollo:

(Time for Justice! There were three people in the room at the time of the incident. And if Mr. Wright isn't guilty, that means...) ...I am! The defense accuses the witness, Ms. Olga Orly, of murder!

Olga:

Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeek!

Judge:

...Mr. Payne. Where is your witness, Ms. Olga Orly?

Payne:

Erm, it appears she has lost, eh, consciousness, Your Honor.

Judge:

Hmm... Mr. Justice?

Apollo:

Your Honor!

Judge:

It seems you've presented a new possibility to the court. One suggesting a connection between the witness and the victim, Mr. Smith.

Apollo:

And that means...!?

Judge:

The court cannot pronounce a verdict for the defendant at this time!

Payne:

Nnk...! What!?

Apollo:

(I did it! I held out!)

Judge:

I see no point in prolonging the trial this day. The prosecution will need to make further inquiries...

Phoenix:



Apollo:

M-Mr. Wright...

Phoenix:

...You can't end the trial here, Your Honor. Not yet.

Payne:

What nonsense is the defendant spewing now!?

Phoenix:

Think. One of the cards had a different colored back. Don't you wonder what it means?

Payne:

Wh-What are you doing, Mr. Wright!? Raising objections right when you're about to get off the hook!? Ridiculous!

Judge:

Mr. Payne, you of all people should know... Mr. Wright has a talent... for the ridiculous! Perhaps we should get to the bottom of things. Let's clear up the facts about the game that fateful night.

Phoenix:

As was said before... We alternated between two decks of cards that night.

Payne:

That was said before!

Phoenix:

The two decks at the club have different colored backs: Blue ... and red. One color per deck.

Apollo:

Why use different colored backs?

Phoenix:

If we used the same color, the two decks might get mixed.

Apollo:

(Um, you used different colors and they STILL got mixed up.)

Phoenix:

We used the red deck for the last game.

Judge:

Hmm... I see. But... that's odd. For some reason... I have this impression that you were using the blue cards!

Apollo:

(Yeah, me too... I'm sure someone said something about blue cards...)

Payne:

Whatever. In the end one card of the wrong color got into the mix... Which means there was cheating.

Phoenix:

Yes, a card slipped into the deck would seem to indicate cheating... Yet... this card raises two serious questions. ...Apollo?

Apollo:

Y-Yes?

Phoenix:

Let's consider the first question, shall we? Think. In the last game... when was the card swapped?

Apollo:

("When...?)

Phoenix:

There are three broad possibilities here. It could have been swapped before the murder, during the murder ... or after the murder.

Payne:

Well, yeah! Thanks for the news bulletin, Mr. Wright! Of course it was swapp--

Phoenix:

Oh? It might be as simple as you think, Mr. Payne. Or it might not be.

Payne:

Nnnk!

Phoenix:

I'd like to hear what Apollo thinks first... When do you think the cards were swapped?

Apollo:

( When was the card swapped into the deck?)

Apollo:

Perhaps it happened... after the murder?

Payne:

Wh-What's that? Ridiculous! What's the point of cheating after the hands have been shown? That's silly!

Apollo:

Yes! But tell me... How do you swap cards during the game!? I'll take "silly" over "impossible".

Payne:

Take it from me, son. There's a lot of silly in this world, but very little impossible.

Apollo:

Oh? Even when the backs of the cards are a different color!? If you pulled that during the game, you'd be caught in no time!

Judge:

Ah...

Phoenix:

Quite true. That would mean that the blue card in question... ...was swapped after the hands were shown, after the murder!

Payne:

OK, this is going past silly and straight on to crazy. I ask again: what's the point of cheating after the game's over!? Who would do that!?

Phoenix:

Who indeed. That's one of the mysteries before us.

Judge:

Th-There's another?

Phoenix:

Yes. A simple, yet decisive question must be asked: Who swapped the red card for a blue card?

Apollo:

Wh-Who?

Kristoph:

The game, and murder, is done. The victim is dead. Only two remain in the room. Alive, that is. The defendant, Phoenix Wright, and our witness, Olga Orly.

Apollo:

(OK, so who was it that swapped the red card for a blue?)

Apollo:

The one who swapped the cards wasn't Mr. Wright, of course. And, well, it doesn't seem like it could have been Olga Orly, either...

Judge:

Wh-What are you suggesting!?

Kristoph:

That's hardly a logical conclusion, I'll admit. As the defense, I think it only makes sense for you to name Ms. Orly at this point.

Apollo:

Yes, yes, I know! But... But she was the one who dealt the cards, right? I... I just can't believe she would make the mistake of swapping the wrong color card!

Judge:

And if the card was swapped during the game, it'd be obvious...

Phoenix:

Heh. Heh heh heh heh.

Judge:

Something you'd like to share with the court, Mr. Wright?

Phoenix:

Oh, my apologies, Your Honor. I was just thinking how much fun all this is.

Payne:

Fun!? How about confusing!? I've no idea what the defense is claiming, Your Honor. If the one who swapped the card wasn't the defendant, and it wasn't Ms. Orly... Then who was it!?

Apollo:

Er, yeah, well, that is the question, isn't it?

Phoenix:

Precisely.

Apollo:

Huh?

Phoenix:

I believe we're about to see this case take... a new direction.

Judge:

A new direction?

Phoenix:

We'll find that, indeed, after the murder... ...someone swapped one of the cards in the victim's hand. And that someone made two critical mistakes.

Kristoph:

I'm sure you're going to tell us that the first was swapping the wrong color card.

Phoenix:

Because the one who did the swap didn't know two colors of cards were being used. The other mistake... was the number on the card.

Apollo:

Right... The person replaced the fifth ace with a king.

Phoenix:

I'm sure whoever swapped it wasn't expecting there to be a fifth ace, after all. All they knew was that the game had been won with a full house. So they picked up a king from the table, and swapped it in.

Payne:

B-But! There's one problem... According to our case record this person doesn't exist!!!

Phoenix:

True, not until now. But you have to admit the possibility of a fourth person. Though it's more than a possibility. There was someone else there that night at the scene of the crime.

Payne:

Wh-Whaaaaaaaaaat!?

Kristoph:

I believe the judge spoke truthfully earlier. You do make trials... ridiculous, Mr. Wright.

Judge:

This trial has proceeded on one central assumption: namely, that, at the time of the incident, there were only three people in that room.

Phoenix:

I believe this new evidence, shall we say... overturns that assumption?

Judge:

The problem is that you chose to conceal this information from the court!

Phoenix:

...I suppose that is a problem, yes.

Judge:

Court is adjourned for a brief recess! Mr. Gavin, I'll see you in my chambers during this recess.

Kristoph:

...Certainly, Your Honor.

Judge:

Very well! The trial will resume in twenty minutes!

April 20, 11:52 AM District Court Defendant Lobby No. 3

Kristoph:

That was quite... unexpected, Mr. Wright. To suddenly claim there was another person at the scene of the crime like that... I must ask... is it the truth?

Phoenix:

Well now... I'd think you would know the answer to that?

Kristoph:

Ah, being mysterious, are we? Sadly, I've no time for mysteries. I'd only ask that you leave the defending to your defense, in the future. Otherwise... I cannot guarantee the outcome.

Phoenix:

I see you haven't mellowed out one bit, Kristoph.

Kristoph:

Justice.

Apollo:

Y-Yes, sir!

Kristoph:

The judge has summoned me to his chambers, so carry on without me.

Phoenix:

You did well, Apollo.

Apollo:

Um.. Can I ask you something?

Phoenix:

Sure.

Apollo:

That locket you wear... Is that really yours, Mr. Wright?

Phoenix:

Ah, you're wondering about the victim's disappearing locket ? Here, you can take a look at it. That's a picture of my daughter in there.

Apollo:

I'm... just surprised to hear you had a daughter.

Phoenix:

Most people are. Perhaps you'll meet her one of these days.

Apollo:

One more question.

Apollo:

The one who cheated that night... Was it you?

Phoenix:

... What do you think?

Apollo:

Huh?

Phoenix:

You know what happened seven years ago... What I did. It's not unreasonable for you to think I might cheat.

Apollo:

I-I never! Honest! But... (It IS odd that he managed to go undefeated for seven whole years...)

Phoenix:

Want to know something? There's only one game where you can be dealt bad cards all night and still win. Poker.

Apollo:

Eh...?

Phoenix:

You see, poker is all about reading your opponent. In that way, it's a lot like a court case.

Apollo:

Poker.. is like trial law!?

Phoenix:

Figure out what your opponent is thinking, and you win.

Apollo:

Well, yeah, but that's harder than it sounds.

Phoenix:

I think not.

Apollo:

...!

Phoenix:

Try as they might to conceal it, everyone reveals their true thoughts in the end. Their body language can become a valuable source of information.

Apollo:

You're kidding!

Phoenix:

That witness, for instance, Ms. Orly. She would touch the back of her neck during certain parts of her testimony. Did you notice?

Apollo:

Uh... No. (C'mon, who'd notice that!?)

Phoenix:

Words, habits, twitches... It's all information for the reading. That's the secret to winning, Apollo. Someone taught me, and now, I pass the secret on to you.

Apollo:

B-But, I'm not worthy! I mean, there's no way I'll pick up on these "signals".

Phoenix:

No. You can do it.

Apollo:

Huh?

Phoenix:

You just don't know it yet.

Apollo:

(What's he talking about...?)

Phoenix:

But you will. Soon. Ah, almost forgot. One more thing. About this case... You should know, I haven't told the truth to anyone yet.

Apollo:

Whaaaaaaaa--!? (I knew it!)

Phoenix:

I have my reasons, of course. All shall be revealed. And Apollo... I need you to be there, defending me. I need your power.

Apollo:

My, um, power? (I had no idea my Chords of Steel were that special...)

Phoenix:

...It's time. The real trial begins now. Do your best.

To be continued.