Babylon (バビロン)

She's on the roof of city hall right now, unable to choose

whether she's going to live or die.

As the mayor of Shiniki, I would like to make an official request.

I request that Alexander W. Wood,

the President of the United States of America, talks to her.

It can't be.

The United States of America, the host country of the summit,

is still deferring its decision regarding its policy towards the suicide law.

I want them to use this opportunity to give us their answer

in regards to what suicide is.

Is this what he was after?

He wants to draw out the president and make him try

to convince someone not to commit suicide in public!

We can't ignore him.

If we tried to get out of talking to that girl who wants to commit suicide,

then it would be as if the United States killed her, regardless of the truth.

That's a girl, right?

Is that girl Ai Magase?

I don't have any conclusive evidence. However,

it's highly possible that it is.

If she really is Ai Magase, then would it be okay if I talked to her?

It would be dangerous.

As far as I know,

everyone who talks to her ends up being controlled by some sort of power.

-However-- -I see.

I can't even talk to her in the first place.

A Japanese interpreter would be talking to her directly...

But would anyone do such a dangerous job?

I'll--

I'll do it.

I'm Samuel Hardy, an investigator from the Special Analysis department in the FBI.

I've been working on the Magase case full-time.

-I can speak Japanese too. -Hey!

I didn't say anything because I was trying to be considerate,

but I can't stand listening to your English.

Start over from elementary school.

Together with your son.

And...

Are you really sure about this?

Yes, sir.

Well, then.

Let's begin.

G7 SUMMIT SIMULTANEOUS INTERPRETATION BOOTH

They've won. We couldn't escape.

They're using human lives to negotiate.

They're nothing but terrorists.

Such barbaric acts will not be tolerated.

Regardless of the truth, she wants to commit suicide, at least on the surface.

I asked the media to refrain from broadcasting it,

but it was useless.

Itsuki is continuing to broadcast the footage through all methods.

We must witness it.

We must witness the world the suicide law creates.

After this dialog, something about the future will have been decided.

You. I thought you hated Alex.

Yeah. I do hate him.

Because he's an idiot.

I can't believe what an idiot he is.

But only a true idiot would be able to do something about this situation.

Nice to meet you. I'm the President of the United States,

Alexander W. Wood.

So...

Can you tell me your name? If you can't, you can use a pseudonym.

My name is Kanae Kuyo.

It's my real name.

How old are you, Kanae?

I'm 19.

I see. By the way, why are you considering committing suicide?

It's not that I want to commit suicide.

But I don't really want to live either.

I don't know what to do.

Can you tell me about yourself?

I never stood out much since I was a kid.

I think I was just a normal child.

When I was in high school, I went to a concert for a band I liked.

I met a guy there. We became friends,

and I slept with him.

He was in high school. We were the same age.

We decided to date. He was my first boyfriend.

But after a while, I found out I was pregnant.

I couldn't get ahold of him anymore after that.

My parents told me to get an abortion.

But I decided to give birth to my child.

And then,

I gave birth to a boy.

What's his name?

I named him Haru.

Haru never gave me much trouble.

He would drink a lot of formula.

I thought, "I wouldn't mind even if he were a bit harder to handle."

I would have stupid thoughts like that.

And then?

One morning,

Haru wasn't moving anymore.

They call it sudden infant death syndrome.

I was sad.

I cried my heart out. I was depressed.

But after I went through being sad for a while,

it got quiet.

Quiet?

Yes.

It wasn't a strong feeling, like I wanted to die.

It just got really quiet.

President.

What should I do?

Do something! Alex!

Hey, Kanae.

Yes?

What a coincidence.

We've both been worrying about the same thing.

The same thing?

About what "good" is.

See? You said it just now, right?

You said, "What should I do?"

Yes.

I'm really sorry to tell you what I'm about to say.

Actually, I don't know yet.

I haven't found the answer.

You don't know?

Yeah. That's why I can't tell you what's "good" now.

So can you wait a bit?

Wait?

Yeah. I've almost found the answer.

So I want you to wait until then.

Are you saying it's something I should stay alive to keep thinking about?

No.

I'm just saying that I want you to wait until I find the answer.

If it turns out that the answer to what "good" means is to commit suicide,

then I think you should feel free to go ahead and die.

Actually... When that time comes, I'll die with you too.

I told you! He's a real idiot!

Is it okay if I die?

If you know that that's what's "good,"

then why not?

President.

Can you tell me the answer right away once you find it?

Of course. I promise.

Then I'll wait.

President.

Thank you.

-You did it! -President!

-Well done! -That was amazing!

Impressive.

I'm so glad!

I'm so glad!

We got through this time.

No.

The G7 summit and that girl