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Phoenix Wright: Ace Attorney

by Mors Rattus

Part 46: Case 4 - Turnabout Goodbyes - Investigation (Day 2) - Part 2

Case 4 - Turnabout Goodbyes
Investigation (Day 2) - Part 2

So, who better to ask about Gourdy than our resident Gourdy expert?

: Well? Y'all find anything out about Gourdy?
: Umm... no, nothing.
: Well, keep moving! It gets cold out here at nighttime.
: It is a little chilly...
: I... I think I have to sneeze!
: Wh-whoa! No you don't! No sneezing!!!

: ...
: I told y'all NO SNEEZING! See, I set the camera to respond to things a little sofer than a "bang." It'd trigger on one of von Karma's finger snaps now!
: Oh... I'm sorry.
: Yeah, well, sorry's nice but what about my film!?
: Nick... pay the lady.
: (*sob*)

: I learned something in today's trial, that's for sure. Testifyin' is serious business!
: That's why I decided not to talk about that case any more.
: Huh?
: Whoa--didn't you say you had information about the case!? Tell us that, at least!
: Like I said...
: I'll trade it for the dirt on Gourdy!

: What are you going to do if Gourdy doesn't exist?
: I'll quit being an investigative photographer.
: What!?
: After all, I only have one photo to my name so far...
: Was it a good one?
: You bet... a yoofoh!
: A y-yoofoh...?
: Anyway, if I can't get a career-making photo this time around... Then that's it! I'll quit and go back to school.

: Yeah, well, I'm takin' a break for a bit.
: Right...

If we show her the enlarged photo...

: No kidding. If we didn't have that, Edgeworth would be in prison now, or worse!
: There's never a lack of drama when you're on a case, is there, Nick?
: What, are you always on the verge of horrible failure like this!?
: Umm...
: Careful or the stress'll send you to an early grave.
: (Thanks for the cheerful message of support!)

If we show her the Gourdy article...

: Umm... uh... You know, I was wondering...
: Yeah?

: and it turns out like this enlargement did?
: Y'all crazy!? A blurry picture like this doesn't make a hit story! I need a picture that screams "I am Gourdy! Hear me roar!" I can't turn something like this into the paper! What kind of a fool do y'all think I am?
: (The kind of fool that would turn a blurry picture in as evidence in a murder trial? Not to mention claiming she saw something she didn't see!)

We head back to the office to regroup.

: Behave yourself in the courtroom tomorrow, okay?
: Heh heh heh. Misbehaving's much more fun.
: It's not going to be so much fun when Edgeworth refuses to pay your bail again.
: ...
: Right. I'll behave.
: (Oh dear...)

: Well, what should we do?
: I don't know! I've been in detention this whole time. I think I'll let you decide what we should do. Deal?

: Well? Any thoughts you want to share?
: Well, I was in detention all day.
: I think I'd like more time to think.
: (Poor Maya, she probably thought about Mia the whole time she was in there...)

Maybe Edgeworth knows something!

: Looks like Edgeworth is in questioning.
: Let's come back later.
: Guess so...

Or not! Maybe Gumshoe will know something.

: What's up? You look out of sorts.
: Wait... you didn't go and do something that's going to hurt Mr. Edgeworth's case again!
: What do you mean, "again"!?
: Whatever, have a seat, pal. I'm here for you if you need anything. Besides money, that is.

: How is the investigation proceeding?
: It's not, really. We have another meeting coming up...
: We're supposed to talk about Mr. Edgeworth's motive...
: His motive?
: See, Mr. Edgeworth's father died in the DL-6 Incident... And the guy who got the lone suspect declared innocent was the victim in this case... Robert Hammond.
: They're saying that's why Mr. Edgeworth shot him.
: (And Edgeworth never talks about his past... I bet they'll drag that out and hit him with it in court tomorrow, too...)
: Poor Edgeworth...
: I gotta admit, it doesn't look good, pal.

: Say, Detective Gumshoe. Do you know "Gourdy"?
: The monster down in Gourd Lake? Not personally, no.
: Well... we're looking for him.
: Huh!? Are you out of your minds!?
: Eeek!
: You got time to go wild monster hunting!? How about doing a little questioning for me then!?
: Oh...
: Detective Gumshoe is scaring me, Nick.

: Nick! Try telling him sooner next time!
: Er, sorry.

: I see, pal. Sorry for shoutin' at you.
: ...
: Okay!
: I, Detective Gumshoe, will aid your search for Gourdy!
: H-huh!?
: I'll loan you one of our newest secret weapons for finding evidence!
: Really!?
: You can take whichever one you like!

: Okay, give us the goods!
: Hold on now, everything in due time. First, let me show 'em to you!
: These are our best and brightest!
: Introducing Secret Weapon No. 1: "Missile"!
: M-M-Missile?
: He's a K-9 police dog, still in training!
: Missile! Missile! Here, boy...

: Here he is.
: Hey, he's cute! Look, Nick! Cute dog!
: (A cute dog... And this will help us... how?)
: Woof.
: Next, Secret Weapon No. 2... A fishing pole!

: Detective Gumshoe... we're looking for a monster...
: Yeah!
: How are we supposed to catch a whole sea monster with a fishing pole!?
: Never know 'til you try, pal!
: ...!
: Okay, this next one is the last one.
: (No, please, I'm already overwhelmed by our choices.)
: Secret Weapon No. 3! A metal detector!

: Detective Gumshoe... we're looking for something alive.
: Right!
: How are we supposed to find it with a metal detector!?
: Hey, you never know! It might have been eating soda cans!
: Well, which will it be!?
: Umm...
: I can't make up my mind, Nick. They all seem so perfect!
: I can't make up my mind, either... for the totally opposite reason.

: Can we borrow Missile?
: Sure thing, pal. Be good to 'im!
: Woof.
: He's sooooo cute!
: (Oh boy...)

And so we acquire K-9 unit Missile.

Back to the lake!

: Hmm?
: Missile's been acting strangely...
: "Missile"? Oh, oh right.

: Hey, I love lil' doggies! Good boy, good boy.

: Wh-what's wrong, Missile?
: ...

: Missile! Missssssssssile!

: Wh-whoa! S-stop that thing! C-cannibal! It's eating my Samurai Dogs! ...!

: My Samurai Dogs... *sniff*
: Wow. He ate every single one.
: I'm sorry, Larry...
: "Sorry"!? "Sorry" don't pay my bills, Nick!
: Ah hah hah... (It's going to have to this time...)

If we then present Missile...

: Isn't he cute?
: K-keep that mutt away from me!
: What am I going to tell the big boss?
: There's a "big boss" in charge of your hot dog stand?
: Nick! Maybe the stand is a front for a mafia money laundering scheme!!!
: Maya... I think you should probably try to look a little sorry about what happened.
: Oh, right!
: Heh... My poor dogs...

Okay, so Missile was a bust.

: Detective Gumshoe, can we borrow one of the other things?
: Hmm? Yeah, sure, pal! But I have to take back the last one I lent you, department policy.

: Can we borrow that flimsy-looking fishing pole?
: Sure thing, pal. Oh, if it breaks, be sure to dispose of it properly, okay?
: Er... right.

Back to the lake, to show Larry the rod.

: I'm not after small fry.
: I'm after the biggest fry of them all... Gourdy!
: ...
: You really going to try to fish out a monster?
: To save Edgeworth, yes!
: ...
: Brings a tear to my eye, in more ways than one.

And now, into the woods.

: Okay, Nick, this looks like a good spot!
: A good spot... for what?

: (She's serious...) Umm... What are you going to use for bait?
: Oh...
: Yeah. "Oh."
: Mmm...
: I figured something like this would happen.

: N-Nick...! How could you!
: I'm kidding! I'm kidding!
: Hmph! Some jokes are better left untold.
: (Oof! She hit me!)
: Okay...
: Watch this, Nick!
: Just try not to reel in any empty cans or boots, okay?
: Here we go! Ack! M-my leg!

: Hey! Wh-what are you doing!
: Sorry, Lotta...
: Don't tell me y'all are on some film company's payroll!
: Nick, pay her.
: (Dear, dear...)

Well, that didn't go so well. But perhaps that last one...?

: Can we borrow that metal detector?
: Sure thing, pal.
: I'm not sure what we're going to find with this...
: Remember: you're hunting for a monster. Anything is possible! Anything!

And now, off to the park. Specifically, the boat rental.

: N-Nick! It's beeping! The metal detector's found something!
: Sure is loud enough about it. (Whatever it is, it must be in those bushes...) Go check it out, Maya.
: Why do I have to check it out?

But she does.

: ... Nick.

: Huh...? An air tank? Huh. The valve looks broken.
: I thought it was Gourdy...
: Maya, first of all... Why would Gourdy be in the bushes!? And second of all, why would a metal detector react to a sea monster!?
: Oh.
: Huh?

: (It looks like... a string of flags...?)
: Well, we might as well take it with us now that we've found it.
: (It's heavy...)

I don't normally share these images, but this one was great.

Next time: We continue to fumble around like idiots.

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