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Episode 5
Rise from the Ashes

Phoenix:
It's been two months since Maya left the office... Two months without a single trial. I've had offers... But none I took. That is... until the day that girl showed up.


February 22, 10:02 AM
Wright & Co. Law Offices


Phoenix:
(Why do I come here to the office every day? It's not like I want to work...)

???:
There you are! Finally! Where have you been!? My sister's trial is tomorrow!

Phoenix:
... ... Um... who are you?

???:
It doesn't matter who I am! It only matters who YOU are! (Changed from [You're the famous defense attorney, Mia Fey!] in the original release)

Phoenix:
...

???:
...

Phoenix:
...

???:
Oh, uh... You're not Mia Fey, are you?

Phoenix:
I'm sorry, but Ms. Mia Fey no longer... works here.

???:
So you are...? The coffee boy?

Phoenix:
I'm Phoenix Wright... A defense attorney.

???:
Wright... Wright... Wait! You're THE Phoenix Wright!? The Phoenix Wright from the Edgeworth murder case!?

Phoenix:
Um, yes, that's correct. (It wasn't Edgeworth who was murdered, though...)

???:
That's a relief then! You're better than nobody!

Phoenix:
I'm sorry... I'm afraid I'm not taking cases right now.

???:
But, you are Phoenix Wright, right? The undefeated defense attorney?

Phoenix:
Look, I'm not accepting any new cases. I'm sorry, but you'll have to try elsewhere.

???:
Please! I'm out of time!

Phoenix:
But...

???:
Please, you have to help! I-it's my sister!

Phoenix:
...! (Maya...? Could it be...?) ... Okay. I'll hear you out.

???:
R-really!? Thank you so much! My name's Ema, Ema Skye. I'm a scientific investigator.

Phoenix:
(Scientific investigator?)


February 22
Detention Center
Visitor's Room


Ema:
...

Phoenix:
(Hmm, I wonder what's wrong with Ema? She got quiet all of a sudden as soon as we arrived.)

???:
Guard... I thought I told you I didn't want visitors.

Guard:
S-s-s-sorry, ma'am! It's j-j-just, your sister...

???:
No excuses! Or did you not want a raise this year, hmm?

Guard:
U-u-u-understood, ma'am!

Phoenix:
(Wh-wh-wh-what was that all about?)

Ema:
H-hi, Lana.

???:
Funny. I seem to remember specifically telling you NOT to come here. Perhaps my memory is failing?

Ema:
L-look... I didn't want to come here either, okay? But your trial's tomorrow and you still don't have a defense attorney!

???:
I'll be the one in court tomorrow. This has nothing to do with you, Ema. Isn't that right, Mr. Wright?

Phoenix:
Hey! How do you know me?

???:
Mia mentioned you. I've heard... quite a bit.

Phoenix:
Er, I'm sorry. What exactly is it that you do...?

???:
My name is Lana, Lana Skye.

Lana:
I'm Chief Prosecutor for this district.

Phoenix:
Y-you're a prosecutor!? (Two sisters... one a lawyer. Could this be a coincidence? Ema... Lana... I mean, they're just like...)

Ema:
Is something wrong, Mr. Wright?

After clearing all Talk options:

Lana:
Well, Mr. Wright?

Phoenix:
E-excuse me?

Lana:
As you can plainly see, I am admitting my guilt. I think it's safe to say... there's no way you can take this case. None.

Ema:
B-but, Lana!

Lana:
...

Ema:
(Changed from [You... you were always this way, weren't you?] in the original release) You never think of anyone but yourself.

Lana:
...!

Ema:
I know you didn't do it, Lana, I know! So... So how can you say you did!?

Lana:
...

Ema:
If I lose you... I'll be all alone! I... I hate you, Lana!

Lana:
... Mr. Wright?

Phoenix:
Y-yes?

Lana:
I believe our discussion here is ended. The rest... I leave to you.

Phoenix:
...! Um... you mean, you're requesting my services as your defense?

Lana:
Don't lose any sleep over it. Your client has confessed, after all. The case is over.

Phoenix:
Right... I'll do what I can to get to the bottom of this.

Lana:
...

Phoenix:
(Lana has confessed to the crime, yes... But something doesn't fit. It's that look in Ema's eyes. There's something else going on here... and I'm going to find out what!)


Wright & Co. Law Offices

Ema:
I'm sorry, Mr. Wright.

Phoenix:
Huh? About what?

Ema:
My sister... She's not always like that you know.

Phoenix:
... I just never expected to be defending another prosecutor again.

Ema:
She's changed a lot. She used to be so gentle, always smiling. Everybody liked her.

Phoenix:
I see... (Sorry, but I'm having trouble imagining that.) What happened to her?

Ema:
I don't know for certain myself... I think maybe she... Well, maybe not.

Phoenix:
(Sounds like there's something there that defies a simple scientific explanation.) Let's go check out this underground parking at the Prosecutor's Office, shall we?

Ema:
O-Okay!


February 22
Prosecutor's Office
Underground Parking Lot


Phoenix:
So this is the lot where it all happened?

Ema:
Looks like they're still investigating...

Phoenix:
(Funny that my first visit to the Prosecutor's Office should be like this...)

Ema:
Hey everyone! Keep up the good work!

Phoenix:
H-hey! What are you thinking?

Ema:
Well, they are going to be my coworkers three years from now after all. No harm in saying hello...

Phoenix:
Actually, there is. You know attorneys aren't supposed to examine crime scenes? I'm trying to not stand out too much, here, see?

???:
Hey there! You 'specting to go unnoticed here, pardner?

Ema:
P-Pardner?

???:
What do we have here? Looks like a bambina got loose from the ranch and is up to no good! Folks gotta learn to keep them dogies tied down, pardner.

Ema:
M-Mr. Marshall!

Phoenix:
(Marshall? Looks more like a sheriff to me...)

???:
Lookie here, Bambina. I know how you feel. But this is my gang's gold strike, see?

Ema:
Strike...?

???:
(Changed from [This is our claim, our territory. And the goldmine is... evidence.] in the original release) If you're fixin' to mess with what's ours... You'll regret it, pardner! You know what dreams the cacti out in the desert dream? You want to?

Phoenix:
(What's this guy talking about!?)

???:
You head along home now. Happy trails, Bambina!

Phoenix:
...

Ema:
...

Phoenix:
Was that uh, hombre, a friend of yours?

Ema:
Uh... kind of... sort of... Yeah. He's a detective.

Phoenix:
(Who thinks he's a sheriff from the Wild West it seems.)

After examining wallet and anything on the right side:

???:
Excuse me? Were you two all set?

Ema:
Us?

Phoenix:
(What's this? She couldn't be...)

Ema:
Y-you're selling lunches? Here? This is a crime scene!

???:
Hello! Half n' Half, was it?

Ema:
Oh. Uh, thanks.

???:
And you, sir?

Phoenix:
Y-yes?

???:
Some Crunchy Goodness coming at you!

Phoenix:
Uh... thanks. (Interesting way of doing business.)

???:
This area is off limits to anyone without clearance. Especially passers-by. Or are you officers?

Ema:
Uh... no, but you... You don't exactly look like the type to have clearance.

???:
Well, that's hardly a way to greet someone! Even if my days as the "Cough-up Queen" are over...

Phoenix:
C-cough-up? Huh?

Ema:
You know, I'm feeling kind of full. Maybe I'll pass on lunch...

???:
I'm quite connected to this case, you see. The images are burned into my eyes, you might say. Yes, all the sordid secrets...

Ema:
Secrets...?

???:
Dear me. You are a slow one, aren't you? I'm referring to the murder. The stabbing of that detective.

Phoenix:
Whaaaat!?


Lana:
A witness clearly saw me committing the crime.


Ema:
You mean you're the witness my sister was talking about?

Phoenix:
Please! Cough-up Queen! Tell us what happened!

Angel:
The name is Angel Starr. Don't you go forgetting it. Or before you know it I'll have you whimpering at my heels.

Phoenix:
Y-y-yes, ma'am! (Yipes! She means it!)


Wright & Co. Law Offices


Before clearing all Talk options in Prosecutor's Office - Underground Parking Lot:

February 22
High Prosecutor's Office
Room 1202


Ema:
This... this is quite the place.

Phoenix:
You can say that again.

Ema:
But, you know Mr. Wright, you could do your office up like this too! All you need is money and a little design sense...

Phoenix:
I'm not doing so well in either of those areas.

Ema:
In any case, it looks like the prosecutor is out.

Phoenix:
Let's come back later.


After clearing all Talk options in Prosecutor's Office - Underground Parking Lot:

February 22
High Prosecutor's Office
Room 1202


Ema:
This is the kind of room that just screams "I can do the job." Quite a change from your office, really.

Phoenix:
Thanks.

Ema:
Look, look! There's a trophy or something here!

Phoenix:
(A trophy? What, that shield?)

Ema:
It takes real nerve to display stuff like this. Whoever's office this is, he must be a real stuck-up jerk!

???:
(Changed from [Mr. Phoenix Wright...] in the original release) You never tire of prying into other people's business, do you?

Phoenix:
(That voice...!) Long time, no see, Edgeworth.

Ema:
Huh? Aaaaaaaaaaaaah! M-M-Mr. Edgeworth!

Phoenix:
...! You know him from somewhere?

Ema:
O-of course! I'm his biggest fan! My sister introduced us once, and...

Phoenix:
(Changed from [Right... her sister was the Chief Prosecutor, after all.] in the original release)

Edgeworth:
Well? What brings you here? I'll warn you... I've been known to be a real stuck-up jerk...

Ema:
N-no! Did I...? No! It was just, Mr. Wright here, he...

Phoenix:
Hey! Don't blame me!

Ema:
W-we're just here to investigate a murder case!

Edgeworth:
Murder...?

Ema:
A body was found in this nasty, bright red sports car in the parking lot...

Edgeworth:
Hmm? That would be my car. What of it?

Ema:
(Changed from [Whaaaaaaaaaaaa!? Y-y-y-your car!?] in the original release)

Phoenix:
(I'll say one thing, she certainly can scream.)

After clearing all Talk options:

???:
Um...! Excuse me! But is Mr. Edgeworth, uh... anywhere on the premises?

Edgeworth:
I'm Edgeworth. What is it?

Officer:
I'm here, sir, at the request of the Chief, sir! I've got your report, sir!

Edgeworth:
Report? What? Did you find new evidence in the case against Chief Prosecutor Skye!?

Phoenix:
(I don't like the way this conversation is going at all...)

Officer:
Er... Skye, sir? No, sir! No name of that kind, sir! Not in this report, sir!

Edgeworth:
...!

Phoenix:
(I think I just heard Edgeworth's lid blow.)

Ema:
Mr. Edgeworth's lid isn't on very tight, is it?

Edgeworth:
I made a clear request to the Police Department, did I not? I need to focus on the trial tomorrow, so don't bring me anything unrelated!

Officer:
Sir! But, but sir! I'm just following orders, sir! They told me to bring this to you! I wasn't aware of the peculiars of your arrangement with us, sir!

Edgeworth:
Give me your name!

Meekins:
U-uh, yes... yes, Sir! M-M-Meekins, sir. Officer Meekins!

Edgeworth:
Right. Officer Meekins? Take your report and leave. And good luck with that raise next month.

Meekins:
*whimper* B-but, sir, I d-didn't know!

Phoenix:
(Poor guy. Looks like he was absent on the day they gave out brains and good luck.)

Edgeworth:
Wright.

Phoenix:
Y-yes, sir!? (Gah! He caught me off guard!)

Edgeworth:
As you can see, I'm busy. You may leave now.

Ema:
L-let's do as he says, Mr. Wright!

Edgeworth:
The victim was a detective from the same department as that patrolman just now. Go down to the Police Department. You can ask more there.

Phoenix:
U-uh... Thanks. (He seems to have finally calmed down at least.)


Underground Parking Lot


February 22
Police Department
Entrance


Ema:
Whew... We're finally here. (Changed from [Why would they put the detectives so far away from the Prosecutor's Office?] in the original release)

Phoenix:
(Changed from [That took almost 30 minutes by taxi... and traffic wasn't even that bad.] in the original release) (Changed from [This is my first time to the Police Department, actually. ?] in the original release) Hold on, what's that?

Ema:
Disturbing! Why does it undulate like that?

Phoenix:
Oh, wait I know. This is the "Blue Badger." They're trying to make him the police mascot.

Ema:
(Changed from [Wow, Mr. Wright! You know a lot about the Police Department!] in the original release) Still, he does seem familiar, somehow...

Phoenix:
Forget the Blue Badger! Who's that next to him!?

Ema:
Someone appears to be... dancing with the Blue Badger... Uh oh. He noticed me.

Phoenix:
He sure is running over here fast...

Gumshoe:
H-h-h-hey, pal! W-w-w-what're you doin' here!?

Phoenix:
That's my line, Detective Gumshoe. Specifically, why were you dancing over there?

Gumshoe:
What!? Um, well...

Phoenix:
(Well, at least he doesn't seem to be busy. This is our chance to get information!)

Gumshoe:
Hey! I'll have you know I'm a very busy man, pal.

After clearing all Talk options and examining Blue Badger:

Gumshoe:
... And that's all I know about that. I'm not officially on the case, you know.

Ema:
Thank you!

Phoenix:
Why aren't you handling the case, Detective Gumshoe? We met the guy who is... what was his name? The guy in the parking lot...

Gumshoe:
That'd be Officer Marshall. He was appointed directly by the Chief of Police...

Phoenix:
Officer Marshall... Is he some kind of Wild West sheriff or something?

Gumshoe:
No, Jake Marshall's just a regular officer... From West LA.

Phoenix:
For a moment there, I wasn't sure.

Gumshoe:
Look, pal, let me try to make things a little easier for you. Show them this and they'll let you examine the crime scene... maybe.

(Changed from [Letter of Introduction from Detective Gumshoe added to the Court Record.] in the original release)

Phoenix:
(I'll be surprised if this gets us anywhere...)

Gumshoe:
Just act like you're supposed to be there, and nobody will look at you twice, pal!


February 22
Prosecutor's Office
Underground Parking Lot


Phoenix:
(Looks like the investigation is still going...)

???:
I have to be getting back to the shop...

???:
Sorry... Looks like I'll be stuck in this pit 'til the sun sleeps.

???:
I'll see you in my dreams tonight, then, baby.

Angel:
Oh! Still here?

Ema:
Ah, h-hello.

Angel:
Why the surprised looks? Didn't I mention...? I've got a boyfriend in Criminal Affairs, too.

Phoenix:
(What happened to the security guard!?)

Marshall:
Hey! What's wrong, Bambina? You're lookin' like a dogie that's lost its herd!

Phoenix:
(Jake Marshall... Strange guy to put in charge of a crime scene.)

Phoenix:
Would you mind reading this for me?

Marshall:
What's this? I warn you, fan letters to me go right in the spittoon!

Phoenix:
It's a letter of introduction from Detective Gumshoe. May we investigate?

Marshall:
Gumshoe...? Ah, that old cowdog? Hmm... He holding a birthday party or something?

Phoenix:
Huh?

Marshall:
Look, where it should say letter of "introduction"... It says "invitation."

Phoenix:
Ah... I think he just miswrote it. (Changed from [Great, Detective Gumshoe. I owe you one...] in the original release)

Marshall:
No worries. This proves it's from Detective Gumshoe, better than a blood test. Guess I'd better let you in, then.

Ema:
Th-thank you, Officer Marshall!

Phoenix:
( (Changed from [Officer Marshall isn't a 'detective'... he's a 'patrolman'...] in the original release) (Changed from [That reminds me of something...] in the original release))

Ema:
(Changed from [That is odd!] in the original release) Isn't a crime scene supposed to be handled by a detective or higher?

Marshall:
Well, folks. The clues are calling! Welcome to our gold strike. Be like the settler! Strike out for lands unknown! Manifest Destiny! Let's have a hootenanny!

Ema:
Note to self: police investigations are like settling land. Well, Mr. Wright, what do you say!?

Phoenix:
(I say I won't be needing this anymore...)

Detective Gumshoe's Letter of Introduction crumpled and discarded.

After clearing all Talk options and examining trunk:

Ema:
So, well, how are we doing, Mr. Wright?

Phoenix:
(Changed from [I guess we got some clues...] in the original release) We have an autopsy report, a note from the victim, and a cell phone...

Ema:
So... you think we'll be okay?

Phoenix:
Well, the only thing still bothering me is that Lana is confessing to the crime. She says she did it!

Ema:
No problem! I can guarantee that she's not the criminal.

Phoenix:
Oh by the way, Ema?

Ema:
Yes?

Phoenix:
I know that song your phone plays when it rings...

Ema:
What...?

Cellular:
...

*beep*


Phoenix:
It's the Steel Samurai theme song, isn't it? That popular TV show... for kids?

Ema:
...!

Phoenix:
The phone that just rang wasn't mine... It was yours. At 5:18, just after the murder took place... Your sister called you, didn't she, Ema?

Ema:
I... I'm sorry!

Phoenix:
Can you tell me what you talked about?

Ema:
I... She hung up right away.

Phoenix:
I see...

(Changed from [Cell Phone added to [sic] the Court Record.] in the original release)

Phoenix:
(A detective is murdered, and the suspect is the top prosecutor in the district. I've got a bad feeling about this... Like... maybe I still don't know everything that went on here...)  

To be continued.



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