Case: Turnabout Birdie


Trial Statistics

Defense Attorney – Apollo Justice
Prosecution – Klavier Gavin

Defendant – Winston Payne

Crime – Beating someone to death

Crime Location – Sports Centre Golf Course

Crime Details – Victim savagely beaten multiple times with golf club

Victim – Albert Ross, professional golfer


-9:26 AM, May 16th, 2027-
-Location: Wright Talent Agency-

Trucy: Apollo-Pollo-Pollo! Have I got the gig for you!
Apollo: If it's another night at the Wonder Bar as your lovely assistant, no thanks. Especially after what happened last time.
Trucy: I told you before; those pigeons wouldn't have chased you off-stage if you held the box upright! But anyway, this is much better than that! I got you a defense request!
Apollo: A what??
Trucy: I was talking to my friend on the phone, and she told me that her dad got arrested last night, and is looking for a defense attorney, so I said to her we would represent her!
Apollo: That's great! What's the case about?
Trucy: Here's the case file.

<Case File added to Court Record>
Evidence: Albert’s Autopsy Report
Type: Reports
Received from Trucy Wright
Time of death: Between 10PM and 11PM
Cause of death: Loss of blood due to repeated blunt trauma


Apollo: You signed me up already? I don't even know if I want to take it or not!
Trucy: Come on! You're always whining that we don't get enough clients! You gotta take life by the horns! When an opportunity charges towards you, you’ve got to lead it on!
Apollo: (What am I, a bullfighter?) Alright, we'll go and see this... W. Payne.
<finish scene>

-9:45 AM, May 16th, 2027-
-Location: Detention Centre-

Payne: Ah. About time you arrived, Mr. Just- ! Y-You're my defense attorney? When I heard the name Justice, I thought it would be some lord of defense, but you're just a kid!
Apollo: I'm 23. And don't I recognize you somewhere?
Payne: Yeah. Aren't you that pointy haired kid who works for Phoenix Wright? I never forget a hairstyle like that.
Apollo: (I don't work for him. And I do take care of my hair.)

<Talk Mode>
<Select topic “The crime”>
So, what are you in for?
Payne: They're saying I killed a man on a golf course by beating him with a golf club.
Apollo: That's... pretty savage.
Payne: How could they suspect me? I'm old, and as fragile as a priceless Ming vase! How could I murder someone?
Trucy: Well, since the murder weapon was a golf club, I suppose even you could beat someone with it.
Payne: =O

<Select topic “That night”>
Apollo: What were you doing on a golf course?
Payne: Wow. If you even have to ask that, you should go back to law school.
Apollo: (Even behind bars, this guy doesn't hesitate to poke fun at the greenhorns.)
Payne: Isn't it obvious? I was playing golf. What else would you do on a golf course?
Apollo: You play golf?
Payne: Oh, sure. I'm one of the best players in the club. I've even got a pupil.
Apollo: A pupil?
Payne: You don't have to repeat everything I say. You're like a parrot.
Trucy: Well I do call him Polly.
Apollo: Trucy, we talked about this. I hate nicknames.
Payne: Anyway, the guy who's dead was one of my rivals in the club, Albert Ross. Last time I saw him we were playing a game together, some late night contest to settle a score. He was trash talking the whole time, and said some really nasty things. I got a little steamed up over something he said, so I left to cool off. I composed myself and came back, and he was dead!
Apollo: Was there anyone watching?
Payne: No, it was just us. We wanted to settle things once and for all. We played at night without anyone watching, so no-one could distract us.
Trucy: Sounds like a pretty daft idea to me. If I put on my magic show when no-one was watching, no-one would see my new trick with my magic panties!
Apollo: What would you do? Pull the audience out of there?
Payne: Albert was always trash talking me, and making fun of me that night. He does it all the time, and normally I just ignore it, but he really got to me this time. I couldn't help it, but I, I-
Apollo: You hit him?
Payne: W-WHAT?? No no no! I just yelled at him! I just threw down all my gear and stormed off to the bathroom to cool down. I never touched him! Honest!
Apollo: Alright, calm down, I believe you.
Payne: Listen up, kid. Just because I'm a great prosecutor, seven year long undefeated record and a well earned title of Rookie Killer, doesn't mean I'm not a nice guy outside the courtroom. I wouldn't kill anyone, that's just not me.

Apollo: I think that’s all we need to know for now.
Payne: Hey, thanks a lot.
Apollo: That’s what I do.
Payne: And one more thing...
Apollo: Yes?
Payne: ... Don’t screw up, rookie.
Apollo: Yeah, sure.
(exit Payne)
I never expected I’d be defending a prosecutor this early.
Trucy: You just have to get used to it. Think of it as if the defendant can give you a helping hand.
Apollo: Like that’s the first time that’s happened.
<Finish scene>


-10:30AM, May 16th 2027-
-Location: Payne's House-

Apollo: Wow. For a prosecutor who doesn't stand out much, he's got a really nice house.
Trucy: Did you see how big the living room was? I could put on a show there and fit fifty people in the audience!
Apollo: Wonder Bar getting too small for your big Gramarye tricks?
Trucy: Ehehe. That easy to figure out?
Apollo: You'd better keep looking. They don't seem like the kind to entertain often.
????: Uh, hi. You must be my dad's lawyer.
Apollo: Y-
Trucy: Like I said before Cathy, Wright Talent Agency is the Wright choice for you!
Catherine: Thanks a bunch for helping me out, Trucy. I owe you one.
Apollo: What makes me wonder is why your mother didn't look for an attorney instead of you.
Catherine: Actually, mom's out on a musical tour and won't be back for another month.
Apollo: (Shame. I kind of wanted to see what kind of woman Payne managed to hitch.)
Trucy: So she told me about it, and I offered to help!
Catherine: Actually, she wringed it out of me.

<Talk Mode>
<Select topic “Winston Payne”>
Apollo: We spoke to your father just now.
Trucy: He sure likes to talk about himself.
Catherine: That's my dad, full of pride and self-accomplishment. To be honest though, it's all just an act.
Trucy: Why would he pretend to big himself up?
Catherine: If you ask me, I'd say it's because he knows he doesn't stand out much. I think deep down, he has a bit of a self-esteem problem.

Apollo: We were about to head to the sports centre, though we're still not sure where it is. Could you point us in the right direction?
Daughter: Sure. And if there's anything else you need to know, I'll be here.
<Finish scene>

-10:50AM, May 16th 2027-
-Location: Sports Centre: Golf Course-

MUNCH MUNCH MUNCH MUNCH
MUNCH MUNCH MUNCH MUNCH
Apollo: (I hear that sound much too often.) Hi Ema.
Ema: Huh? Oh. It's you two. I figured you'd be here.
Trucy: You knew we were coming?
Ema: No, but you always show up whenever I'm on duty. Anyway, I'm pretty busy, so hurry it up, OK?
Apollo: (If snacking counts towards your investigating, that is.)

<Examine Mode>
<Examine the golf club on the ground>
Apollo: Is this the murder weapon?
Ema: Yeah. It has both the victim and the defendant's fingerprints on it, so they must've been in a struggle.
Apollo: It looks a little odd, don't you think?
Trucy: Yeah! If you used a golf club to whack someone, wouldn't it leave a dent, or mark of some sorts?
Ema: Must be a new stronger steel model that doesn't bend. Neither the victim or the killer was physically strong, so it might not have had a strong enough impact to bend anyway.

<Golf Club added to Court Record>
Evidence: Golf Club
Type: Weapons
Found at the crime scene
Notes: The murder weapon used to bludgeon the victim to death. It has preserved its shape.

<Talk Mode>
<Select topic ‘The Victim’>
Apollo: Who was the victim anyway?
Ema: Albert Ross, a professional golfer. One of the best in the club, he and Winston have been in competition as long as the other members remember. He wasn't too polite either; he trash talked his opponents all the time.
Trucy: I just hate people like that! They're like the hecklers at my shows! I had to get the owner to ban them from the bar so I could perform.
Apollo: (Well it's a pretty easy show to heckle, considering you use underwear as your final act.)
Ema: According to the other members, he used to call the other players rookies while he talked very highly about himself.
Apollo: (So that's where Payne's cocky attitude comes from.)
Ema: I'm sure that the defendant snapped at one comment and just beat him down.
Trucy: Apollo! He has a motive! This doesn't look good.
Ema: That's not all. We also have a witness who saw him at the scene of the crime.
Apollo: Th-THERE'S A WITNESS??
Ema: Looks like this is one case you won't be winning. I'm almost happy seeing that look on your face.
Apollo: Grrr...

<Select topic ‘The Witness’>
Trucy: Can’t we go and see the witness?
Ema: Normally, I’m not allowed to let you do that. But that glimmerous fop has been getting on my nerves again. I’m tempted to break the rules just to get back at him. Besides, it’s not like you’d get a word out of her, so question her as much as you want.
Trucy: Wow, thanks Ema!
Apollo: (It’s that “I don’t take nuttin’ from nobody” attitude that gets you into trouble at the department.)

<Select topic ‘Glimmerous Fop’>
Apollo: Whatever happened to Klavier after his band split up?
Trucy: Aah! Don’t remind me!
Ema: It’s been hell on earth, that’s what it is! Since he quit his precious Rock Band party, he’s been non-stop hanging around the department, getting to the top of as many cases he can. It’s driving me insane!
Apollo: You can’t knock him for wanting to get back into the groove.
Ema: Yeah, yeah. Anyway, he’s gonna be the prosecutor for this case, so expect to see him trampling all over my crime scene any time soon.
<Finish scene>

-11:02AM, May 16th 2027-
-Location: Sports Centre Halls-

????: Oh my! Look at you two!
Apollo: What is it?
????: Your aura! It’s all distorted and uncomfortable!
Apollo: My... aura?
????: Yes. You have such a negative aura, are you sure nothing’s troubling you deep inside?
Apollo: Uh...
????: You should take a page out of this girl’s book. Her aura is shining and radiant, she’s optimistic and ready for anything.
Trucy: Aww, shucks.
????: Even with a dark past and some issues buried deep down, your aura suggests you fight not to let it get to you.
Trucy: Hey! What issues?
????: Oh, I’m sorry! I completely forgot to introduce myself! I’m Laura Traction.

<Talk Mode>
<Select topic ‘Miss Traction’>
Apollo: You seem awfully carefree and optimistic for a janitor.
Laura: What’s not to be optimistic about?
Trucy: Apollo! What have you got against janitors?
Apollo: Nothing, nothing! It’s just, you swab the floors all day, while you see others passing you in the halls and enjoying themselves. It seems like a pretty depressing job.
Laura: Oh, this is only a side job for me. I also sell flower bouquets from my own house. I know someday I’ll get plenty of customers; this is just to pass the time and pay the bills until then.
Trucy: Ooh! I love flowers! They’re so beautiful!
Laura: AREN’T THEY? The soft petals, the tiny stigma, the aromatic pollen, I just tingle when around them! Here! Have one I picked earlier!
*Receive small flower*
It’s a daffodil, I picked it last week. Think of it as a reminder of all our time together!
Apollo: (Didn’t we just meet?)

<Select topic ‘Last Night’>
Apollo: I heard you were here during the time of the murder.
Laura: What murder would that be?
Trucy: A golf player was killed here the night before last. Albert Ross. Heard of him?
Laura: Hmm... let me think... Oh, wasn’t he that loud big mouthed guy? Yeah, I think I remember.
Apollo: Did you see him?
Laura: Well sure! I see him all the time! He stops by for golfing tournaments. We only spoke a couple of times. And at times he can be quite the smooth talker. Except the time he tripped over my bucket and he called me a b-
Apollo: I mean, did you see him on the night of the murder?
Laura: Oh, there was a murder?
Apollo: (*sigh* this is going to take a while...)

<Select topic ‘The Victim’>
Trucy: What kind of person was Albert like?
Laura: Well, he usually seems quite overconfident, arrogant and rude, but I’m sure he’s just insecure.
Trucy: What was he insecure about?
Laura: I don’t know what, but I can just sort of tell that he is. He wasn’t in vibrational alignment.
Apollo: ...what?
Laura: Vibrational alignment. He must not have been embracing his inner source.
Apollo: His inner... what?
Laura: Please don’t take this the wrong way, but are you quite naïve?
Apollo: Um...
Laura: Let me explain. He wasn’t in vibrational alignment, because he wasn’t embracing his inner source. He surrounded his source with negativity and darkness, and because of it he was thrown into vibrational disarray. His grouchy and rude behaviour must’ve been because of his vibrational disarray; therefore he had lost contact with his source and lost control of his purity.
Apollo: Did you get any of that, Trucy?
Trucy: I think so. So, he’s not been concentrating on the positive side of life, which is why he’s so grouchy?
Laura: Exactly! Simple, eh?
Apollo: (*sigh* A long, long while...)

<Select topic ‘Flowers’>
Trucy: You sell your own flower arrangements! That’s so cool!
Laura: Oh, I love doing it. Just surrounding myself with flowers fills my aura with peace and aromatic delight, it’s just wonderful.
Apollo: Well we could do with some more plants around the office. It’s just cluttered with your magic tricks and Mr Wright’s empty bottles.
Trucy: Is Mr. Charley not good enough for you?
Laura: I even received a lovely bouquet of flowers the other day from some very charming man! I can’t quite remember who, but it was awfully nice of them!
Apollo: Do we know any charming men in this neighbourhood, Trucy?
Trucy: Nope, not a one.

Apollo: Well, thanks for talking to us.
Laura: Oh, not a problem at all! Remember, embrace yourself in the forgiving arms of the source, and you will be blessed with good fortune!
Apollo: Well, that was... helpful?
Trucy: I guess. We got a nice flower out of it.
Apollo: You could replace that girl with a fortune cookie and no-one would notice.
<Finish scene>

-11:26AM, May 16th 2027-
-Location: Sports Centre-

Trucy: Well, what’s our next move?
Apollo: Well, either we continue looking around the centre, or we wait for a giant bull to charge straight at us.
Trucy: Well, you’ve got the red all sorted out.
Apollo: Haw haw haw. Very funny.

*ground shakes*

Apollo: What’s that shaking?
Trucy: It’s the bull!
Apollo: That’s no bull, but it’s headed our way surprisingly fast-
????: HEY! Are you Payne’s lawyers?
Trucy: Uh, yes we are-
????: Oh thank heavens! *sob* I finally *sob* found you!
-blackout-
????: Uh, sorry for the bearhug. I’m John Fore, Payney’s best friend and apprentice.
Apollo: Ah, so you’re the pupil he mentioned.
Fore: Yup! Ol’ Payney’s number one apprentice! He teaches me everything he knows. Best teacher I ever had.
Trucy: You certainly do look up to him.
Fore: Of course! Payney’s my best friend, too. I don’t know where I’d be without him helping me out. But anyway, I heard he got shackled!
Apollo: Y-
Fore: YOU GOTTA LET ME HELP! Let me join your team!

<Talk Mode>
<Select topic ‘New Recruit?’>
Fore: Will you let me help investigate? I’ll do whatever I can!
Apollo: I don’t know, I don’t think you’re e-
Fore: I can do anything! Fetch coffee, dust prints, interrogate people, just let me help!
Trucy: Why are you so eager to help us out?
Fore: Because Payney’s my best friend, I can’t bear to see him locked up. Me and Payney have been best friends ever since I started golfing. He’s taught me so much. Before he helped me out, I kept sending chunks of the ground flying instead of the ball!

<Select topic ‘Payney’>
Apollo: When did you first meet him?
Fore: Oh, it was about two years ago. I showed up as this rookie, trying to hit the ball, when I saw him make this swing that sent the ball roaring. I went up to him and asked him to show me how to do that. One thing led to another, and now we’re inseparable.

Fore: So how about it? Will you let me help out?
Apollo: Well, uh, investigating is a tough and gruelling process-
Fore: That’s nothing.
Apollo: Everything must be done exactly right-
Fore: I’ll follow your orders exactly!
Apollo: Well, the thing is, you aren’t really-
Trucy: OK John! You’re on the team!
Fore: Thankyouthankyouthankyou! I won’t let you down!
Trucy: 10-4, private! Your first assignment is to stand by and recollect your thoughts! You must be prepared for the war against injustice!
Fore: Yes ma’am!
Trucy: Dismissed!
<exit John Fore>

Apollo: There’s a side to you I never knew about.
Trucy: If you told him straight that he’d only slow us down, you’d have been on the receiving end of his fist!
Apollo: Yeah. Thanks for that, Lieutenant Wright.
Trucy: Teeheehee, I always wanted to try that out.
????: I see our ever loved fraulien and forehead are on the case as always.
<enter Klavier Gavin>
Trucy: Klavier!
Klavier: The number of times I see you two around, I think I might have another stalker. Another two to add to the pile. Ever since our band split, we’ve had even more attention from the fans.
Apollo: Very funny. What’s the big news now?
Klavier: I’m here to straighten things out. Now that I’m flying solo as a prosecutor now, I’m all business on a case. So don’t expect me to hold your hand through this one.
Apollo: So we heard from Ema.
Klavier: Ah, so fraulien detective’s been talking about me again? Well, I think we all know why.
Apollo: (So much for all business.)

<Talk Mode>
<Select topic ‘The Prosecution’>
Trucy: Mr. Gavin! I heard you’re on this case as well!
Klavier: That’s right. Now that my band days are behind me, I thought about launching a solo career, or knuckling down with my prosecuting.
Trucy: Solo career? Why didn’t you do that?
Klavier: Maybe in the future, it’s too soon now.
Trucy: I still can’t believe you broke up.
Klavier: Speaking of which, we’ve got a warehouse full of Gavinners merchandise, I’m not sure what I’m going to do with all of them.
Trucy: I’ll take them! I’ll take them!
Apollo: The office is cluttered as it is Trucy! Take any more junk in and Mr. Wright won’t be able to leave his room!

<Select topic ‘The Defendant’>
Apollo: What do you know about our defendant? I figured you’d have seen him round the office a few times.
Klavier: He’s not very noticeable, even with all his hairstyles and vibrant suits. Not really exchanged words with him myself.
Trucy: Daddy once told me that he was called the Rookie Killer.
Klavier: That ol’ title? I heard that was going round the office years ago; never heard him being called that while I was working there. He’s no big deal, really. How convenient that his lack of presence could be turned into a motive.
Trucy: Uh oh, we’re in trouble!
Apollo: How could it become a motive?
Klavier: Didn’t I say before? Now that I’m on the case, this is serious business. I’m not some dummkopf who lets valuable information roll off the tongue.
Apollo: (Jeez, talk about hard-up.)

Klavier: Love to chit-chat, but business before pleasure. The crime scene calls for me in the wind.
(exit Klavier)
Trucy: Apollo, where do we go from here?
Apollo: We have a serious lack of evidence, they’re all kept up lock and key by the prosecution. We need to get some more information from the witness; she’s the only lead we’ve got.
<Finish scene>

-11:26AM, May 16th 2027-
-Location: Sports Centre-

Laura: Hey, I recognize you! Didn’t I see you two skipping up and down these halls?
Apollo: We sure did. W-
Laura: I thought so, I can tell because you got the floors all dirty!
Trucy: Aah! So sorry about that!
Laura: Oh hey, it’s no biggie! No need to get all mopey and stuff, I’ll just mop it all up so it’s sparkly clean again, and it’ll be like you were never here!
Apollo: (Kind of wish we were never here again.) I said this before, but you’re awfully optimistic for a job this de-motivating.
Laura: Guess it’s in the genes.

<Talk Mode>
<Select any topic>
Apollo: Miss Traction, we’d like to talk to you about what you saw in detail last night.
Laura: Gosh, you know I’d love to, but I already told the girl with the bag with the pretty badges everything, and she asked me to keep everything I said all hush hush.
Apollo: Argh, they've got us blocked out at every angle!
Laura: But I do really hate seeing you like this, everyone should have a happy smile on their face! I know it’s a bit naughty, but maybe I might say a few words if you show me you’re in vibrational alignment.
Apollo: (Not the vibrational thing again.)
Trucy: I think I get what it means; the whole good vibrations thing. Maybe if you do something nice for her, she’ll return the favour!

<Present: small flower>
Laura: Ooh, it’s gorgeous! Where did you get it?
Apollo: (I got it from you.)
Laura: Well I guess it’s not important. What’s important is how clean and pure your soul is now.
Apollo: So can you tell us what you know?
Laura: Well, I’m really not allowed, but why not. It’ll be our little secret. Don’t you worry now, I won’t tell another soul.

<Select “Her whereabouts”>
Laura: So I started my shift at around 7, an hour before they close the centre. I had my trusty keys so I could lock up the place spot on at 8, then I started sweeping up sweet melodies.
Apollo: Sweet melodies? As in a song?
Laura: Of course! A little humming of your favourite tunes really helps the hours go by. I think I was whistling to-
Apollo: What you were whistling really isn’t that important.
Laura: Oopsie, silly little me. Sometimes I just get caught up in all those details. I just want to be as helpful as I can by showing you exactly how everything happened through my eyes. But I digress. I kept on cleaning the hallways until 11, when I moved onto the golf course.

<Select “On the course”>
Apollo: Did you find the body?
Laura: The body? What body?
Apollo: The body of the victim, Mr. Ross.
Laura: Oh, Mr. Ross? I wouldn’t really call him a victim. Maybe of his own self-involvement, but you can’t really call that a crime now, can you?
Apollo: Did you see him lying dead on the golf course?!
Laura: Oh well I saw him, yeah. Took me quite a while to see him as well, it was dark out and I noticed that one of the sprinklers wasn’t going off. Would you believe it? He took a nap right on top of it! Gosh, I hope the jet from the sprinkler didn’t hurt him.
Apollo: (Given that he was dead, I highly doubt it.)
Trucy: Wait, you mean you didn’t know he was dead?
Laura: Dead? He’s not dead. He was just taking a power nap! He was really in a deep sleep as well, I tried prodding him a couple of times, but he wouldn’t wake up. I thought I would just let him sleep, he looked so peaceful.
Trucy: So you didn’t call the police, or for an ambulance?
Laura: Well why would I do that? The sirens would only wake him up.
Apollo: (I don’t believe this. She didn’t realize that he was dead? That’s impossible.)
Trucy: Well she did say it was dark, and maybe she hadn’t seen a dead body before.
Apollo: I don’t like it. Surely no-one can be THAT oblivious.

<Select “Before the crime”>
Apollo: Did you see anyone before you discovered the body?
Laura: Uhh… nope, not a soul. Just me, myself and I.
Trucy: That’s odd. The only way from the entrance to the golf course is by the corridor she was patrolling. How did they get past?
Apollo: That’s odd. She seemed kind of uncomfortable when she said that.
Trucy: You think maybe...
Apollo: Yeah. I think she’s hiding something, but I can’t prove it yet. Better not let her on that she’s giving away a shifty signal.
Trucy: Why are you holding it off? I’ll ask her myself!
Apollo: I remember in one of Mr. Wright’s old case files. He once told the killer that he had proof of his crime, and he got punched in the face and accused of murder.
Trucy: I hardly think this woman is capable of that, Apollo.

<Select “Anything else”>
Apollo: Is there anything else you noticed that could help us?
Laura: Well, I’m not sure if I could help you, but I think I saw a ghost last night!
Trucy: A G-G-GHOST?
Laura: Yeah, it was really creepy. It was just a brush of wind I felt pass behind me, just around the corner. I turned around and I saw something just pass. I would’ve gone after it, but I was really scared, I don't like ghosts.
Apollo: Why would there be a ghost in the building?
Laura: I don’t know. I thought for a moment afterwards that it might’ve been a burglar, since I could’ve sworn I saw it hold a bag. But how did it get in? I didn’t open a window for it or anything.

Apollo: You’ve been really helpful, Ms. Traction.
Laura: Oh sure, always happy to help. I can tell you’re good people, and you won’t do anything nasty with what I’ve told you. Your vibrations tell me so.
Apollo: About these vibrations-
Laura: Ooh, you’re interested in learning more? It’s so wonderful seeing the blessing of Abraham spread across the world, one enlightened soul at a time.
Apollo: Uh, maybe another time.
Laura: Ah well, suit yourself. Glad to have been of help, but there was something that piqued my curiosity.
Trucy: What is it?
Laura: I’m just wondering, if it really was a burglar I saw with the corner of my eye, how did he get in? Surely he could’ve gotten in the same way the other two did.
Apollo: The other two? Are you saying you know how Mr. Ross got to the golf course?!
Laura: Aah! I didn’t mean to-
<enter Klavier Gavin>
Klavier: Look what I found. Our witness is a spy!
Trucy: Klavier!
Klavier: I didn’t think you would sink this low Herr Forehead, tricking a poor girl to leak everything she knows to you.
Apollo: How did you-
Klavier: The question is, how did you get her to talk? But that doesn’t matter now. What matters now is this girl is coming with me. You’ve got some explaining to do, little miss.
Apollo: But we haven’t finished-
Klavier: I know your mentor was cleared of all suspicion, but I think some of his dirty habits have rubbed off on you. I know you were a good kid before, but one step leads to another, and if you step in that courtroom with forged evidence, I will be the one to bring you down.
Apollo: Klavier, what happened to you?
Klavier: I’ve got my eye on you, Herr Forehead.
<Finish scene>

TO BE CONTINUED

<End of investigation phase 1>