Ace Attorney (逆転裁判〜その「真実」、異議あり！〜)

The murder at French restaurant Très Bien remains shrouded in mystery.

The strange bottle found in the kitchen,

the chief Armstrong's massive debt,

the program the victim wrote, worth hundreds of millions,

and the shadow of the Cadaverini Group looming over the incident...

And I finally identified my impostor.

I'll settle everything today.

The fateful trial begins now!

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Season 2

Lobby 1

Good morning!

Hey, you seem chipper this morning.

Recipe for Turnabout — Last Trial

I don't know about chipper. I've just let it all go.

Wait, what?

Hey, pals!

I'll be going ahead.

Maggey...

R-Right.

We got the analysis results back from the lab.

Is it the poison?!

I'm afraid not. It's topical medication for ears.

Which means...

It's the medication prescribed to Glen Elg for his ruptured eardrum.

What was the victim's ear medicine doing in the kitchen?

It had some unknown fingerprints on it.

They're being analyzed, so I'll head to the precinct and get back with the results.

Later!

What is it?

So, how'd it go with the lunch I made?

U-Uh...

It was great!

Really? Glad to hear it!

Wait, that's not what I meant...

I hate weenies.

You can have this, Maya.

Here!

An extra-large lunch box with more!

Well, finish this case today.

Anyway, that man holds all the keys.

I have to drag him out, no matter what.

November 8, 10:00 AM District Court — Courtroom no. 4

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

Yesterday, we heard the testimony of Victor Kudo.

He claims to have witnessed the defendant putting a powder in the victim's coffee.

However, the witness's testimony was plagued with a number of problems.

He testified that the victim picked up his coffee cup with his left hand.

But the mark on the rim of the cup shows that he drank from it with his right hand.

Furthermore, according to his account,

the victim was listening to the radio with an earphone in his left ear.

The victim's left eardrum was ruptured. He couldn't have heard through it.

Let's first get to the bottom of all these contradictions.

Understood?

Very well. Let the witness take the stand.

Bonjour!

I am Jean Armstrong!

I'm a chef!

On the day of the incident, you were in Très Bien's kitchen.

Isn't that right?

Oh la la!

W'iz you, I wouldn't mind making a mistake.

Oh la la!

Another day, another bitter mug.

Your testimony please, witness.

Mr. Armstrong, please tell the court what happened that day at Très Bien.

Truthfully.

O-Oui. Z'at afternoon,

la victim, Monsieur Elg, came to my restaurant alone.

Old Man Kudo arrived not long after 'im.

When 'e got word 'e won la lottery, Monsieur Elg became very excited.

And around five minutes later, la incident occurred.

Objection!

Objection!

That's not going to fly, Mr. Armstrong.

Que?!

The victim was listening to a program called Millionaire Radio that day.

It starts every week at 1:30 PM and goes for ten minutes.

What about it?

Meanwhile, Mr. Kudo said...

Sheesh, way to ruin my javaccino time.

Javaccino time?

It's become a daily routine to enjoy a cup of javaccino there at 2 PM every day.

That's right. He said 2 PM.

Millionaire Radio Lottery Ticket

If the incident occurred five minutes after the victim won the lottery,

Mr. Kudo could not have witnessed it.

Because he wouldn't have been in the restaurant at that time!

No!

The earphone in the ear he couldn't hear out of,

Millionaire Radio

the radio program that should've been long over...

There is one very simple answer that clears up all these contradictions.

What Mr. Kudo witnessed was a fake murder!

A fake, you say?

Then the witness was right about the earphone in the left ear?

It wasn't a perfect reenactment.

The killer didn't know about the victim's ruptured eardrum.

Objection!

Objection!

Reenacted the murder?

Let me ask you, then.

When the fake was putting on act for the old man, where was the real Glen Elg?

He'd already been poisoned to death.

But that would've left a body.

Surely it couldn't have been left lying there.

That's why the killer concealed it

in Très Bien's kitchen.

Mr. Armstrong, do you recognize this bottle?

Non, non! I only use la very cutest bottles!

This one was found in Très Bien's kitchen.

Eh? Quoi?!

Analysis showed that it's medicine the victim was prescribed at the ear clinic.

Wh-What?

It must've fallen out of his pocket while his body was hidden there.

Mr. Armstrong!

Weren't you in the kitchen when the incident occurred?

M-M-Mon dieu...

Right after the incident, Victor Kudo left the scene to call the cops.

The killer put those ten minutes to good use.

He returned the real body to the table

and put the bottle of poison in the unconscious defendant's pocket, huh?

Mr. Armstrong, only you could have done it!

Non!

This is an extraordinary development.

Witness, did you murder Glen Elg?

N-Never! Non, non!

I make lying scum down a boiling-hot cup of coffee,

along with the cup itself.

Je vous demande pardon! Please, you must 'ear me out!

Very well.

But you will tell the truth this time.

Oui. It is clear.

It is true, I 'id la body in la kitchen.

A man forced me to do it. I had no choice.

And then you waited for Old Seedy to show up

and reenacted the murder.

But I did not kill 'im!

I swear it! You must believe me!

Who was this nice guy who forced you to do it?

I-I cannot say. Or I will be erased.

Mr. Armstrong, there is one person you cannot defy

as long as this exists.

Loan Bond $500,000 Name: Jean Armstrong

You owe five hundred thousand to a black market loan shark.

That's why you had to do as he said.

Isn't that right?

S-Say what you want, I can neither confirm nor deny!

Who was it?

Who was this man who ordered you?

The owner of the black market financing firm Tender Lender,

a.k.a. the Tiger.

It was him!

I figured this would happen and already called the wild tiger in.

I finally dragged you out!

Er, Mr. The Tiger, was it?

You think that's a name?!

Who the hell called me, the great Furio Tigre, to dis hole?!

There's no point in shouting.

You've been trapped

in the cage known as the court of law.

Let's start with the basics.

What do you know about the incident in question?

I don't know nuthin'!

Did you attend Maggey Byrde's trial a month ago as a spectator?

I've got more important things to do than watch courtroom dramas.

Listen up, smarty.

I'll bill you fifty Ks each time you ask me some'ding unrelated to dis case,

and youse gonna borrow it from me!

Hang in there, Nick!

Oh, come on.

Mr. Tigre, on the day of the murder,

you'd made plans to meet Glen Elg at Très Bien.

I don't know nuthin' about it or dat kid.

And what the hell's Très Bien?

You're lying.

What?

October 3 Elg Très Bien

Here's a note you wrote.

You! Where'd you get dat?

Here. Take these.

Don Tigre...

Watch your back.

These are Viola's medical papers.

Why did she give us these?

Watch your back?

Check... the back?

This is...