Part 101: Case 5 - Rise From the Ashes - Trial (Day 4) - Part 8
Case 5 - Rise From the AshesTrial (Day 4) - Part 8
Fun fact. This is the hundredth update, and of those, 40% have been Rise From the Ashes. It is a long, long case.

: This is how he moved Detective Goodman's body!

: What's that?

: A screwdriver?

: But what does that have to do with this case?

: Mr. Edgeworth.

: Think back to the day of the crime.

: What is this screwdriver doing here?

: It's here because...

: He told me he wanted me to keep it at the Prosecutor's Office.

: In any case, on the day of the stabbings, I brought this back to the Prosecutor's Office.

: I didn't plan to return to the Prosecutor's Office.

: But you did.

: Because Chief Gant asked you to.

: You mean I... I...

: The body was found in the trunk of Mr. Edgeworth's car.

: Detective Goodman's body...

: was carried in the trunk of Mr. Edgeworth's car!

: Yes.

: Unless, of course, you have another explanation, Chief?

: Why else would you have asked Mr. Edgeworth to carry evidence from a closed case?

: ...

: There's only one plausible explanation: to transport the body to your accomplice...

: Ms. Lana Skye!

: Order! Order! Order!

: What's going on here!? Is there no room for rebuttal to the defense's outrageous accusations!?

: Think back to the photograph Ms. Starr took at the Prosecutor's Office.

: It was exactly the opposite...

: It is a photo of the body being taken from the trunk!

: Chief Gant! Please, say something!

: I believe...

: your time's up.

: My "time's up"?

: Sorry, Wrighto, but I'm having lunch with the District Attorney General after this.

: We have to get going if we're to make it in time for the early bird special.

: B-but...

: The cross-examination isn't finished yet!

: Remember what I told you earlier? A police chief...

: has all kinds of weapons at his disposal.

: ..."Weapons"...?

: Like the right to refuse to testify. I'm invoking that right now.

: What!? That is not a right to be casually invoked.

: There are certain risks to be considered!

: So you're going to just run away after all this!?

: "Run away"?

: Don't make me laugh, Worthy.

: !

: "I stabbed ol' Goodman." That's what you're saying, right?

: But if you had any conclusive evidence, you would have presented it by now.

: Well I...

: You think I had Lana dispose of the body? If so,

: then show your proof and get it over with!

: Hmm...

: I'll say it again, Mr. Wright. Damon Gant is the current Chief of Police.

: This court will not tolerate any accusations against him without concrete proof.

: Well, Mr. Wright?

: Y-Your Honor?

: Do you have any concrete proof?

: Proof that Chief Gant murdered Detective Goodman and made Ms. Skeye dispose of his body?

:
(I can't let him just squirm his way out of this! I've got to keep the pressure on!)

: Yes, Your Honor. I do have such evidence.

: Then please hurry up and present it. Just remember, it better prove Chief Gant murdered Detective Goodman beyond a shadow of a doubt!
And there isn't a right answer.

: So...

: Er, what exactly is this evidence?

: It's proof. As to whether or not it's enough to demonstrate the Chief's guilt... I'll let you be the judge!

: But... I am the judge.

: Oh, right... Well,

: what do you think, Your Honor?

:
(I guess it wasn't enough...)

: Please, Your Honor! Give me just a little longer to consider!
And we get sent around again.

:
(It's no use showing evidence I'm not even sure of myself...)

: No, Your Honor. At present I have no conclusive evidence.

: Hmph!

: See, Udgey?

: In that case...

: This court is forced to penalize you for your allegations against the Chief.

: What?

: I don't gamble unless the stakes are high! It seems that

: Lady Luck was

: on my side again today.

: Okay Udgey, I'll leave the rest to you!
He leaves.

: I warned you earlier, Mr. Wright. This...

: is an affront to a senior officer in our nation's law enforcement agency.

: ...

: "Lady Luck," hm?

: Maybe we should have a word with her.

: Mr. Edgeworth? What do you mean!?

: There's one "Lady" who knows the real truth behind this trial...

: We haven't yet had the honor of hearing her testimony.

:
(A lady who knows the truth... Another witness!)

: In the absence of conclusive evidence, the only other method of proof is testimony.

: But Chief Gant has invoked his right to refuse to testify!

: There's still someone else. One more witness who can answer all the questions

: raised in this trial. Someone right in this very room!

: Mr. Edgeworth! Who is

: this person!?

: Hmph... Why are you asking me, Your Honor? Have you forgotten?

: The defense is the one calling witnesses today.

: Mr. Wright. Does such a witness exist?

:
(She may not be willing to tell the truth...)

:
(But we can't just stop now!)

: The defendant...

: Ms. Lana Skye!?

: She was in the underground parking lot at 5:15 PM on February 21.

: in accordance with a certain someone's orders!

: Hmm...

: Mr. Edgeworth...?

: The prosecution has no objections, Your Honor.

: Very well. The court will now take its final recess for the day.

: In 15 minutes, we will reconvene to hear the defendant's testimony.

: This court is now in re-

: Hold on!

: Huh?

: Listen good, Lana!

:
(He's talking to Lana!)

: I don't think you need me to tell you this, but if you accept Mr. Wright's claim...

: there will be terrible consequences.

: ...!

: That's right... Your sister will be found guilty...

: for Neil Marshall's murder!

: Ah!

:
(This isn't good!)

: Of course, you'd never support such outrageous claims anyway... right? Just something to think about...

: All right, then.

: I've got a lunch date to meet.
He leaves again.

: ...

: Okay. If there aren't any further objections...

: this court is now in recess!

: Looks like we managed to stay in the game.

: Yeah. Thanks to your help, Edgeworth.

: That Chief...

: He's something else, eh pals?

: Detective Gumshoe!

: Ha ha ha.

: I'm not a "detective" anymore.

: Oh yeah. Sorry about that...

: Ah, don't worry. I've already decided where to work now!

: At your office!

: My office...?

: Sure!

: I'll take the place of that top-knotted girl you used to work with!

: Still...

: Looks like we're all out of moves now.

: Chief Gant's done it again.

: How is it he always gets the upper hand!?

: It's not fair he has the right to refuse to testify!

: Hmph.

: Settle down, Wright.

: Remember what the judge said?

: There are certain risks to be considered!

: It's simple. If the Chief refuses to testify...

: the opposite also holds true.

: You mean, he forfeits his right to say anything too!

: Ema! Are you okay?

: Yeah. When I came to, I was in the medical office.

: I've been listening to the trial from the gallery.

:
(So she heard everything that's been going on.) Um, Ema... I'm sorry for what I said before.

: No, don't be. It was the truth.

: You know, it's funny.

: I almost feel somehow... relieved.

: "Relieved"?

: Yeah...

: Now I finally know what really happened.

: To think that all this time...

: my sister was being blackmailed by that terrible man! And she did it all...

: just to protect me.

: Ever since her appointment as Chief Prosecutor, everyone who knew her...

: said she changed. Perhaps...

: it was easier that way for her.

: What do you mean?

: What do you think I mean? To follow Chief Gant's orders.

: She must have shut herself up deep inside... to force herself to do anything and everything the Chief told her to do.

:
(That must be why she became so cold...)

: It was all my fault. It's all because I... I murdered Mr. Marshall.

: Hey. Don't go blaming yourself, now. If you want to blame anyone, blame society, pal!

: Chief Gant may be able to fool everyone else with his "forgery,"

: but he can't fool my memory. I remember now. I knocked Mr. Marshall into that armor.

: I... I see.

: Well, we'd better get back.

: It's time for the final act!

: Ema, why don't you wait h-

: No. I'm going with you.

: !

: I want to be there...

: when Lana tells the truth.

: Let's go, Wright.

: It's time to end this.
Next time: This is the case that never ends. Yes, it goes on and on, my friends...