All language subtitles for Ghost in the Shell (S.A.C) - S02 E11 - IN - Affection (1080p - DUAL Audio)

I'm a soldier, znatchit ya...
I'm a soldier, and that means...

...i otvetchik i sud'ya
...that I am both defendant and judge.

Ya stoyu na dvuh kontsah ognya
I stand at both ends of the fire.

Ogibaya virazhi,
Leaning into the curves,

obgonyaya smert' i zhizn',
overtaking life and death,

ya begu srazit'sya s ten'yu lzhi
I'm running to fight the shadow of lies.

Skol'ko b nitej ne plyol obman,
No matter how tangled the web of deception is woven,

pokazhet lik sveta istina...
truth will always illuminate the outline of the light...

Save your tears for the day...

...when the pain is far behind.

On your feet, come with me.

We are soldiers, stand or die.

Save your fears, take your place.

Save them for the Judgment Day.

Fast and free, follow me.

Time to make the sacrifice.

We rise or fall...

Off to the ladies' room?

Looks that way.

Do we go after her?

Hang on a second.

The bathroom's walls and floor
are fully tiled.

The windows are fixed fittings
and have aluminum bars on the outside.

I think she could break them easily, but she
probably won't do anything that rough.

It's an oven
out here...

Here's a souvenir.

A beer?

Must be nice, being able to break down
alcohol in your internal plants...

Still, don't you think that the difficulty level
of this test for new recruits is a little off?

Get serious.

If you can't beat something like this, it means
you don't have the right stuff as a trainee.

Well, yeah, but still...

- Batou.
- Yeah?

What's the situation
over there?

Reading the paper
and drinking some coffee.

Not you.
I meant them.

So did I.

They're totally relaxed.

Haven't they stopped to consider that they
may have been planted with false memories?

That's the first thing
I taught 'em how to spot.

How many
are left?

Six people
in three teams.

Let's move on
to the next set.

Roger.

Is this the last team?

Yeah, as much
as I hate to say it.

I'm sorry, sir!
I lost the target!

Did you now?
So, what's your next move?

We'll try doing another sweep
of the area...

You will, huh?
Well, good luck with that.

You're being a little hard
on them, aren't you?

What's the point of
feeling sorry for 'em?

Major, it's over.
Let's head back to the office.

Major?

Major?

I'm not getting through.

Think she got ticked off
and headed back?

Is this a hack?

Batou.

Batou?

So this really is
a hack...

I didn't feel anything slip past
my four layers of defense barriers.

If the trainees are behind this,
they're pretty impressive.

The Memory Store

So, this is the
finish line, huh?

What's this sensation?

The sensations being picked up by my skin's
touch receptors are definitely real...

But in spite of that, this whole thing
doesn't seem real at all...

Prosthetic bodies?

Aren't they adorable?

The children, I mean.

Do you run
this place?

Something like that.

What would you like me
to take care of for you?

Take care of?

That's right.

My customers leave their external
memories here, and I look after them.

All of the items here might seem to be
utterly worthless to another person,

but each and every one of them is stuffed
full of its owner's memories.

That's why I sometimes feel
as if I'm suffocating...

...from the psychic imprint
that they give off.

Psychic imprint...

Were you drawn here
by them, too?

These are rare items, created back in
the early days of full prosthetic bodies.

The memories surrounding these two children
are always painful for me.

But at the same time, it also
allows me to experience...

...the joy of looking after
the memories of others.

What sort of memories do
you sense between these...

Oh, dear, is it already
this late?

I'm terribly sorry,
but I'm closing early today.

Please drop by again
when you have time.

I'll tell you
all about them then.

Oh, now I get it...

That strange sensation...
It was nostalgia.

C'mon, big man.
Let's call it a night, too.

We can make our report
to the Major tomorrow.

Dammit, Major, don't disappear
on us like that.

Where the hell
have you been?

Oh, around.

So, how many applicants do we have who
look like they might make it onto the team?

There's just this one who came up
through GSDA Military Intelligence...

...who was recommended by
that guy the Chief knows.

That's not very
reassuring...

I can't deny the lack
of quality material,

but one thing's for sure, and that's that we
have an urgent need for extra personnel.

But if we lower the difficulty any further,
all it'll do is weaken us overall.

So what do we do? Do follow-up
testing at some later date?

I'll talk it over with the Chief
and decide from there.

Hey, do you think I'm cut out
to be an instructor?

If you're not cut out for it,
then no one is.

I'm calling it
a day.

Hold the fort.

C'mon, don't worry
about it.

Even with me, before I came to Section 9,
the Major would've shaken me in five minutes.

What, seriously? I guess you work
at a fairly low level.

What's with you?

So are you saying that you
can stalk a target...

...who can up and vanish
like the Major does?

Damn straight I can.

A waking dream?

I'm not sure, but it might've been
something more... spiritual than that.

Well, when I roll over
in my sleep,

I sometimes have an out-of-body experience
and see some pretty weird stuff...

Really?

So, have you ever sensed any psychic energy
from something that you own?

Well, I've had the sensation
of my car...

...being an extension of my arms and legs while
I'm on a long drive, if that's what you mean.

Hey, why don't we call Courtin
and go crazy for once?

I'd better pass. There's something
that I have to do today.

What the hell is the Major doing, retracing
the same route she took yesterday?

Did she realize that
I was tailing her?

I've been waiting
for you.

I had a feeling that you would
be coming right about now.

Why's that?

Because these children were
getting tired of waiting, too.

Oh.

Then I'd like to get right to it
and hear about these kids.

My, but you're impatient...

All right.

These two prosthetic bodies were
kept carefully preserved by the boy,

who has now grown
into a man.

When the boy was six years old,
he was in a plane crash.

Apparently, it was a terrible accident in which
most of the passengers were killed.

I've heard that even those who were
rescued all died soon afterwards.

All except for this boy, and a girl who
happened to be in the seat next to him.

These two were miraculously spared,
but the girl never regained consciousness,

and the boy was completely paralyzed
except for his left arm.

When the boy's injuries were healed,
he instantly understood the situation he was in.

Such as the fact that his parents, who were
aboard the plane with him, were dead,

and why it was that his distant relatives,
who kindly came to visit him at first,

soon began to distance
themselves from him.

He tried as best he could to accept
all this in his young mind.

And then he began to think of the little girl
who was sleeping in the bed next to his,

this girl who was in the same straits as him,
as his only friend in the world.

"Please, let her
wake up."

He prayed that again and again
as he painstakingly continued...

...to fold paper cranes
with his one good hand.

But then...

Something happened to the girl,
didn't it?

A while later, the girl's condition
took a sudden turn for the worse.

BP 60. No diastolic.

Give her one unit each
of lidocaine and epi!

I can't get
an ECF reading.

BP's down to 40.

Prep the OR immediately!

The next morning, the boy was told
that she had gone far away.

Two years passed.

He spoke to no one, simply spending
his days silently folding cranes.

It was almost as his continuing
to fold these cranes...

...was a grave duty that
was assigned to him.

Did he say anything today?

Just that he wanted some
white origami paper.

Then one day, when all the legal proceedings
and so on from the crash were over,

one of the boy's relatives
arrived with a young doctor.

This is what they said
to the boy.

"If you're interested,"

"there is a treatment that will let us
completely replace your paralyzed body."

"Are you brave enough
to try it?"

"If it goes as planned, you'll be able to live
a normal life, just like you used to."

The boy didn't answer.

But it wasn't because the boy
wasn't brave enough.

Do you know why?

It was because the boy had no incentive
to want return to his old, normal life.

After all, the boy had no interest in anything
other than folding his cranes at this point.

And so, the adults around him
gave up on talking him into it.

But there was a little girl who gave him
the nudge he needed to open up.

Oh, that's who
this girl is.

Yes. This girl had already successfully
undergone the full prosthetics treatment.

I expect that the young doctor
introduced the two of them...

...as a last resort to try
to convince the boy.

Apparently, the girl came
to see him every day.

She was a cheerful,
energetic girl.

Even though it must have been very hard
for her to get used to a full prosthetic body,

she never said a single word
about it to the boy.

Not only that, but when the topic came up,
she even recommended...

...that the boy get a full
prosthetic body, as well.

The boy listened to her in silence,
but one day, he suddenly blurted out,

"Can you fold origami cranes
in your prosthetic body?"

"If you can do it, then I guess I wouldn't
mind getting a full prosthetic body, too."

But even though she could
support herself and move around,

she was still unable to convey commands
for subtle movements to her body.

Perhaps the little girl
didn't like to lose...

Apparently, she tried and tried
to fold a crane.

I think that the girl was a source
of hope for the little boy.

But they were both
still very young...

The boy became dejected,
and said,

"If I won't be able to fold cranes for the girl
who died, I'm okay with staying the way I am."

After that day, the boy
never saw the girl again.

She left, saying, "I'm going to
practice making origami cranes...

...so I can fold them
for you, okay?"

Yes, she was the girl that he
had been convinced was dead.

Why didn't she
tell the boy this?

She must have had a very
pressing reason not to.

But that day, the boy made up his mind
to get a prosthetic body, too.

And he swore to himself
that he would go and see...

...the girl who had vanished
from the hospital.

Some time later, the boy changed
into a full prosthetic body...

...and endured the difficult
rehabilitation process,

and apparently grew up into
a first-rate prosthetic user.

Because there weren't many children
with full prosthetic bodies at that time,

it must have been more difficult
than anyone could imagine.

But when he thought of how that little girl
had endured the same suffering,

he was able to
overcome it easily.

So tell me,
did he find the girl?

A girl with a full prosthetic body
who had been in a plane crash...

You would think that that would have
been enough of a clue to go on.

But he wasn't able
to find the girl.

Where did he find the girl's
prosthetic body, then?

Apparently, he found it being preserved as
a specimen while he was at a lab in college.

He knew at once that it was
the girl he was looking for,

but he could never track down the girl herself,
who had swapped into a larger body.

That's why memories I get from the girl
are completely blank even now.

What about the boy?
Is he...

In the closing days of the war, he was
shipped out overseas and never returned.

He hasn't come back here since then,
so I suppose it's possible that he's dead.

Oh...

Thanks for telling me
the story.

I bet that even now, the girl is still searching
for the first boy she ever loved.

The first boy she
ever loved?

The ice in your iced tea
has melted.

Yeah, I know.

What's up?

Well, it's about the test
for the recruits...

I wanna rethink the difficulty setting,
and let 'em have another try.

What do you think?

What brought this on?

Nothing, really.

I was just remembering how I didn't have
my act together when I first joined up, either,

and I got chewed out by
my commanding officer.

Why not? Maybe nobody can
do things well right off the bat.

Yeah.

It takes a load off my mind
to hear you say that.

Finding out a galaxy...

...of planets and stars within me...

Listening to each of them...

...singing the same silent melody...

I've never seen such beauty...

In possibility...

No speck of doubt or fear...

Wake up!

I hear a voice,

hear a voice calling out to me...

I see inside,

see the light now ever holding me...

All the truth, all I need...

...to make of this reality, it's inside...

The beauty within the shell...

I hear a voice,

hear a voice calling out to me...

I see inside,

see the light now ever holding me...

All the truth, all I need...

...to make of this reality, it's inside...

Right here within the shell...