All language subtitles for GITS SAC S2.15

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...

Hey, look at this!

I found a top-secret file on
the Individual Eleven...

...in the National Police Agency's
server array!

Really? Show us!
Show us!

That's very interesting,
all right...

Let's see here...

I wanna see, too!

Where is it?

It's this one.

I'm impressed that
you found this.

I wish I could look
at it, too...

Come on, now. You shouldn't dive into
places like that without permission.

Nothing on this Earth
can stop their curiosity.

If they come across any inappropriate
data, we'll just delete it.

Our main priority is
hardware maintenance.

You're too soft
on them, sir.

I can't believe you let them buy you off
with a souvenir like that...

A man in a red lab coat...
is eating red bean jam sweets.

The man with a sweet tooth...
was too sweet.

That wasn't very funny.

Sounds like you guys are having
a good time in here.

Mr. Batou!

You aren't up to your
usual mischief, are you?

You're hurting our feelings, Togusa!
Mischief... As if!

We were looking into the Individual
Eleven in our own little way.

I mean, you can't even create a vaccine
for that virus that Borma found...

...because you can't pinpoint the
factor that triggers it, right?

Yeah, yeah...

Well, that's certainly true.

Right?

So we tried looking through
the data that the police have.

Take a look at this! We checked out the
eleven people who killed themselves,

and it looks like they have lots of things
in common, including the jobs they had.

Former Self-Defense officers, police
officers, and mercenaries, too.

And another point that can't be ignored is
that each had a prosthetics level over 50%.

Also, they say that there are about 20,000
virus carriers that they know of, right?

If we don't hurry up
and create a vaccine,

there's no guarantee that there won't be
more victims like that reporter Togusa met.

That isn't your job.

Aw, but...

We've asked Spring-8 to handle the
examination of the dead Individual Eleven.

That's why we're on our way out there
to meet up with the Major.

The Major said to bring
one of you with us.

- Oo, that sounds like fun!
- Take me, take me!

But I guess we can't take any of you if you'll
be missing your maintenance check.

Over here! Over here!
I'm done with my maintenance!

You are, huh?
Okay, let's go.

Yes, sir!

Figures, it's his
personal unit.

Huh? Hey!

C'mon, wait for me!

What's going on?

I hadn't given it
its oil yet...

What's going on around here?!
He always gets to go!

It's strange...

We haven't had natural oil put in us
since we got these new bodies,

so why do you suppose he still has his
position as Mr. Batou's personal unit?

And I get the impression that the
differentiation in our individuality...

...is even stronger
than before, too.

Hey, Proto, why do you
think that is?

I can't really say.

Maybe it's because we set up
a main server for you,

and you were reprogrammed to allow you
to keep individual information separate.

You'd better start
behaving yourselves!

Otherwise, we'll never
be finished!

We can talk here without being
bothered by anyone, right?

Yeah. And the passage of time
doesn't apply here, either.

Anyway, to get back
to what I was saying,

setting aside those Individual Eleven that
they think had manifested virus symptoms,

what do you think about
these "individualists"?

For people who stress the importance of
individuality, didn't they seem to lack it to you?

That's certainly true.

They may say that they look for value
in their individual differences...

...by searching for isolation on the net
or for proof of their own existence,

but their attempts to reject people
with different ideas...

...is one factor that binds them
all together, don't you think?

Yeah, you're right!

I think that they're a group that seemed
to have an identity, but didn't.

They're people who tried so hard
to find individuality...

...that they lapsed into a state
of non-individuality.

In a sense, I get the feeling that
these people are the opposite of us.

I think you're right.

Even though we're obligated
to synchronize with each other,

we somehow managed to acquire
individuality at one point.

And now that we've got them to respect
those differences as individuality,

we only have to synchronize
vital information now.

If that's the case, and these individualists
have become a group that's free of identity...

...exactly because they are
trying to be individuals,

who is it who makes the decisions
of the group as a complex entity?

As far as the Individual Eleven go, I'd say
that the one who made the decisions...

...was Gohda of the Cabinet
Intelligence Service.

But they say that the terrorists who attacked
the Chinese embassy were individualists...

...who turned up on their own, not because
of a virus or whatever, remember?

Admittedly, some sociologists say that
the copycats who turned out in droves...

...during the Laughing Man incident
are the real origin of the phenomenon.

If that's true, wouldn't that mean that in
their minds, they shared a common vision...

...that resembled this current situation even
before Gohda got involved with his plans?

Making the expulsion of refugees the
general consensus of the citizenry, huh?

If you're going to put it like that, it means
that the refugees were already...

...carrying out terrorist acts even before the
Individual Eleven came onto the scene, right?

It's pretty strange. Even though
no one is issuing commands,

all the parties involved spontaneously
began to move in the same direction.

Or maybe humans have a third identity
for making decisions.

Something besides the individual
or the collective.

What do you mean?

For instance, there's Dawkins, who looked
for the promotion of the self...

...in genes on the
micro level,

and Lovelock, who focused on the extreme
macro level, on an Earth-scale body.

The Earth biosphere!

The two of them published works
at roughly the same time that,

although they had opposing themes,
could be said...

This one! This one!

...to have arrived at roughly
the same conclusion.

What kinda stuff is
written in there?

I guess it's about how humans
are the most logical entity,

as well as the smallest unit
possessing consciousness,

and they both postulate and refer to the
existence of the holonic architecture...

...of a species that is both greater than
and smaller than itself.

On other words, they imply that
the factor that's determining...

...the actions of both the individualists
and the refugees...

...either exists on the micro level
and is smaller than each person,

or is on the macro level, and
is greater than the group.

Gosh, that's hard
to follow...

It's simple!

It means that as it is now, the net, which didn't
exist before humanity called it into existence,

loosely comprises a subconscious mind in the
form of the general consensus of the whole...

...via their mental-level net and the electronic
network which now covers most of the Earth.

...that loosely forms a subconscious mind in the
form of the general consensus of the whole!

You follow me?

So what you're saying is, humans' bodies
and minds are already two separate things,

but they haven't
noticed it yet?

That would be my blunt,
personal opinion, yeah.

But we were leaning towards the conclusion
that the body and mind are inseparable!

This change of mind
is a complete 180!

If that's the case, then it would mean
that Gohda deliberately manufactured...

...mediators that would accelerate
that slow process?

Hey!

I'm done.
Hurry up and take my place.

Sorry about that. Our discussion
got pretty heated.

Let me synchronize the data of
what you talked about, okay?

Okay.

Oh, I get it...
That's an interesting thought.

Isn't it, though?

But there have been times lately
when I've felt like...

...my consciousness and my body
were two separate things.

How do you mean?

I guess it was a sensation that I was looking
down at myself from high in the sky.

Hey, I've had that, too!

Are our individual selves
in our individual bodies?

Or is there just one "self" that's shared
between us as a group Tachikoma?

Considering that synchronization is our
natural state, I'd have to say it's the latter.

Yeah, but the will of our god, the Major,
is interposed between the two.

Yeah, but our individualization
still progressing...

...in spite of the fact that
natural oil is banned now.

We ought to be completely homogeneous,
and yet we have individuality.

And if we're subconsciously experiencing
the physical sensation...

...of a disconnect between body
and information, that means...

Could it be?

Could it be?

Could it be?

A Gho...

Hey, wait just a minute. We shouldn't
jump to any conclusions.

Couldn't that simply be a
sense of dissociation...

...caused by the addition of
our agent functionality?

That's possible, all right, but I can't help
but feel that there's a third self somewhere,

something other than the
body and the spirit.

I understand how
you feel.

Back when we fought
that Jigabachi,

I was instantly able to carry out my role as
the Major's "suit" without any fear of death.

When it happened, there was a part
of me somewhere that was detached,

saying that my body was
no longer my own.

Was it different from that indescribable
feeling of ecstasy we experienced...

...when we wanted
to save Mr. Batou?

I think so. This was more of a matter-of-fact
action, something programmed into us.

In which case,
I hate to say it,

but that third self you sensed might have
been different from the one in a human.

Besides, we haven't even been
told where the server is...

...that all our shared data
is stored on, remember?

That might be what our
third self really is.

So what we thought was a Ghost
was just a hallucination, huh?

Maybe, but we might need to devote
some more serious thought...

...to that third self that
you said you sensed.

Let me synchronize the data
of the sensation.

Sure.

Is there any chance that
these results are wrong?

Probably not.

We found dissolved fragments
of proteins in the pilot's blood...

...that had once
made up micromachines.

We weren't able to pull any
concrete information about that...

...out of the cyberbrains of those
Individual Eleven guys, though.

These are pretty much the results
that I was expecting.

The pilot's test results
are a major find, though.

Does this mean that we're ruling the pilot's
death as "murder by micromachine"?

Although we can't deny the possibility
that he took them himself.

In a perfect world, there would have been
evidence in the corpse's cyberbrain...

...that the flight of those eleven helicopters
acted as some kind of trigger.

But that's too much
to ask for.

Did you have more luck
with the explosives?

According to our molecular-level analysis, it's
identical to C4 that's made on the peninsula.

These days, they find lots of C4 just like that
among the confiscated goods...

...that come into the country
via the Taiwan smuggling route.

What was that?

Tachikoma! Can you see anything
from where you are?

It looks like there's
been an explosion!

We've been taking on a lot of
terrorism-related investigation work lately.

Maybe that's made us
a target...

Hey, what happened?

Tell us everything
that you know.

Well, sir, it looks like
something exploded...

Yes, we have a sector that handles
flammable items. Yes, that's right.

That's weird, nobody's running
out of the building...

Is the place empty?

Actually, we received a threat a few days ago
that said that a bomb would be planted here.

We've been on
heightened alert, but...

Talk about your clouds
with silver linings...

Except there's a possibility that
Dr. Asuda, the chief scientist here,

was working in the building
since this afternoon.

Why didn't you say that
in the first place?!

Major, we're at
the blast center.

From what I can see, this is the kind of
damage you'd get from a gas explosion.

Any casualties?

They said that a scientist by the name of
Asuda was here, but we're still looking.

Asuda?

Tachikoma. Pull up the data
on that researcher.

This is probably the man
that they mean.

Um...

Hm? What's up?

The thing is, I've seen this
person before somewhere.

Maybe you met him when they were running
a structural analysis on you guys.

That's what I thought at first, too, but there's
no matching records in my memory.

HQ, check the IR Systems on all roads that
have access to Itami and Niihama airports...

...as well as the ones inside
the airports themselves,

and see if they've picked up anyone
who matches Dr. Asuda's records.

Understood.

Major, what's the story?

I'll explain later. Hand over the scene to the
local cops and come back to the tilt-rotor.

He's probably headed
for Niihama Airport.

Guys!

Geez, you don't
have to shout.

Check to see if you have any records
that match this man.

I don't know how, but I'm positive that
I have memories of meeting him before.

Let me think...
Who is he, again?

I'm positive that I've seen him before, but I don't
have any matching data in my memory, either.

But wouldn't that mean that
you've never seen him before?

All right, that's enough!
Cut it out!

This is so frustrating! I know it's there,
but I can't remember it!

I guess your synapses
aren't connecting.

"Synapses"? Lay off those
organic analogies, okay?

Hey, does it seem to you
like this one memory...

...is in a partitioned sector of our
cyberbrains, but we can't access it?

Dr. Asuda is the scientist who
single-handedly developed...

...the prototype model of the neurochip
used in the Tachikomas' AI.

Are you saying that he's
the Tachikomas' dad?

I suppose you could
put it that way.

We also had Dr. Asuda personally assist us
when the Tachikomas were being rebuilt.

He also helped us come up with ways
to eliminate the risk of experience loss...

...by adding agent functionality and giving them
a redundant memory architecture.

You think that this Dr. Asuda had something
to do with the explosion?

He probably committed
the crime himself.

To accomplish what?

To defect from the country, taking
the fruits of his labor with him.

The doctor prided himself on developing
the neurochip on his own.

But his status is that of a
state-sponsored scientist.

Even though he developed
that revolutionary AI,

he couldn't get a personal
patent on his work.

For those and other reasons, we followed the
Doctor's wishes and arranged things...

...so that he would be able to run structural
analyses on the Tachikomas to let him...

...study their current condition, as well as
the extent of the neurochips' development.

So that's why you told us
to bring along one Tachikoma...

If that's true, why do we have
a vague memory of the Doctor?

Because we deleted your memories each time
you underwent a structural analysis.

But he probably wanted to leave some
record of his achievements somewhere,

so he inserted a memory of himself
into some part of your memory.

Major, we've located Dr. Asuda
in the lobby of Niihama Airport.

Good work.
Keep him under surveillance.

Chief.

Right. I just had all of the flights
leaving for North America grounded.

That'll be a big help.

Thank you for your help in this matter,
Prime Minister Kayabuki.

There's no need
to thank me.

We were able to stop one of our country's
top minds and the fruits of his AI research...

...from sneaking out
of the country.

It's thanks to the hard work of my men
that you are able to say that.

May we have your
attention, please.

The departures of all passenger
flights to North America...

...have just been delayed
due to poor weather.

Oh, so that explains it...

But I still can't remember
this Dr. Asuda.

My synapses are stopping
one step short of connecting...

Didn't you say that you
hated that expression?

Hey, I know!

Hey, Proto. I'm gonna open up
this guy's head.

What's all this about?

You're tired of just synchronizing, so now
you want me to hand over my whole AI?

No, I'm just gonna check to see which part
of your AI the partitioned sector is in.

You little fool!
You can't do that!

- What's wrong?
- What happened?

It... It's not there! It's gone!
His AI is gone!

Does this mean that each and every
one of us is brainless?!

Where the heck
are our AI's, then?

May we have your
attention, please.

The poor weather that had caused the delay of
all flights to North America has cleared up,

Dr. Asuda, I presume?

You're in violation of the Arms Export
Control Act. You're coming with me.

so we will now resume
flight operations.

Flights will resume boarding at this time,
so please proceed to your departure gate.

I refuse. I'll do my work in a country
that properly recognizes my rights.

May we have your
attention, please.

The poor weather that had caused the delay of
all flights to North America has cleared up,

You became a state-sponsored
scientist in exchange...

...for all the funding and equipment
you could ever want.

so we will now resume
flight operations.

You should know better than anyone
that you have no right to do this.

Flights will resume boarding at this time,
so please proceed to your...

It's too bad. And here we brought
this little guy to the lab for a visit.

I see.

Um...

Are you... my father?

Your father, huh?

Their condition is stable
for the moment,

but there's no telling what might
trigger another collapse.

We think that you inserted memories of
yourself into them without permission.

Will you tell us how
to erase them?

Long ago, there was once a nameless
carpenter who had built a castle...

...who deliberately left behind
the tools that he had used to carve...

...his name in the attic as proof that
he had taken part in the work.

Are you even going to erase that
trivial act of sentimentality?

I am.

When you surrender something to the
government in exchange for power,

that's the price
you pay.

Delete file C9 in partition #8
of the hub cyberbrain...

...that I built into that satellite
at your request.

All right.

Major? What's he mean,
"satellite"?

Oh, I get it! The reason we felt like our self
was somewhere other than in our bodies...

...was because our AI's were synchronizing
through that hub cyberbrain in orbit, wasn't it?

That's right.

Which means that our server is
up on that satellite, too, huh?

So does that means that we were
perceiving that super-high...

...birds-eye view
as our third self?

Our AI's aren't equipped
with sense organs,

so when we were thinking, we never noticed
what path our consciousness was taking.

Oh, so that's why we don't
need any mind-body unity...

...between our bodies and
programs anymore!

Now I also understand why
I wasn't afraid of dying!

Still, I can't believe it's up in space...
That's pretty amazing...

The thing is, I don't think that I want
to have your memories erased.

Don't worry about it.

The ideals I envisioned for my AI will
probably end up on the net somewhere.

Major, what's gonna happen
to this guy?

Since we're the ones who caught him,
that should give us some leeway.

If he's lucky, he'll get
sentenced to prison.

And if he isn't
so lucky?

He might spend the rest of his life toiling away
in obscurity inside the facilities at Harima.

Maybe I'll bring the Tachikoma
to see him every once in a while.

I don't know if
that would help.

He was looking for freedom,
but now he's no longer free.

Just like us.

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...