All language subtitles for Ghost.in.the.Shell.2.Innocence.2004.BRRip.XviD.MP3-RARBG

"If our gods and our hopes are nothing but scientific phenomena,
then it must be said that our love is scientific as well"
- "L'Eve Future"

Report 202 to Control.

Arrived at target airspace.

Commencing data relay.

Fill me in.

The perp killed the owner 52 minutes ago at crime scene number one, then took off.

Ambushed and murdered two cops at crime scene number two, an unmapped alley.

All access points are blocked.
We storm the place in two minutes.

That's the cyborg cop from Section 9.

Keep your distance.
I hear his bad luck catches like the plague.

E-police wants to get involved. They're asking for a data link.

First it's Public Safety, now the E-police...

Decline their request... respectfully.

Help me...

Help me...

So far there have been eight cases
of gynoids murdering their masters.

In each case, after killing their owners, the robots
format their electronic brains and self-destruct.

The body in question is made by
Locus Solus Company. Type 2052 Hadaly.

note: "locus solus" means "place of solitude" in Latin.

It's a prototype model
developed for testing.

They were provided free of charge to beta testers.

Now they've recalled all the prototypes.

According to the most recent report,

they've identifed no defects in either software or hardware.

You get all that?

Manufacturer's latest gynoids go berserk and attack their owners...

company panics and recalls them all. They can expect lawsuits from bereaved families,

inevitable liability trials, and mammoth damage awards...

I get it all except why Section 9 is involved.

What does it mean, "to understand"...

No one can ever know that they understand something...
They can only hope that they understand.

Now, there are two reasons
for Section 9's involvement.

First, none of the victims' families
have taken any legal action so far.

They have all chosen
to settle out of court.

Second, one of the
victims is a politician,

and one a retired police officer.

As long as there's a possibility
that this may be a terrorist act,

it's our job to determine whether
Section 9 should get involved.

Ishikawa and Azuma are investigating the victims.

You two investigate the gynoids.

No questions, just go.

I want to tell you, I didn't volunteer for this job.

I know I'm not as good as the Major.

It's not like that.

She's still listed as MIA.

All she ever had were
her brain and her ghost anyway.

Even if she doubted that either one even existed.

Her body and brain belonged to the government.

Even the classified information in
her memory belonged to the government.

All they want is to reclaim her memory,
they don't care if she's dead or not.

So, where shall we start?

Locus Solus is in the far north, but let's start
our investigation at the precinct, since it's nearby.

POLICE

3014, we have a code 208. 3014, we have a
code 208. Please provide backup for 2033.

It's you...

About the doll this guy
destroyed yesterday...

Two of our young men got killed...

... don't tell me you're
taking over this case.

We're here to decide whether
or not Section 9 will take over.

Forensics is on the right, at the end of the hallway on the 19th floor.

Need me to show you?

No thanks. It's not
like I'm a tourist here.

An unripe fruit attracts no birds...

... they only come when it becomes sweet.

When you were a cop, didn't you also talk back to guys
who came out of nowhere and tried to take over?

That's why I lost it. It was
like looking back at a younger me.

"What's the point of blaming the mirror if you don't like what you see?"

note: he's quoting Nikolai Vasilevich Gogol.

"The mirror is not a tool for realizing the truth, but for obscuring it."

note: he's quoting Ryokuu Saitou.

Both of our faces aren't meant for mirrors.

Why do you keep coming back?
I'm not going to cooperate.

I'll have you detained if you persist.

I am Togusa from Section 9. This scary-looking guy here is -

The guy who blasted this
girl with a double-0 buck.

If only you had used a .50 caliber hollow point,
we could have easily recovered the robot.

Two of the three victims
were police officers.

She tried to commit suicide
before getting shot...

... didn't she?

What was that about a suicide, ah...

Hallaway.

Miss Hallaway, what was
that about a suicide?

The gynoids somehow obtained
permission to hurt people.

Therefore, they must end their lives as
a result of breaking the third law.

"Protect your own existence as long as
you do not harm humans."

note: the third of Asimov's Three Laws of Robotics.

Technically I think you should
call it self-destruction.

If you wish to underline the
difference between human and machines.

Is the self-destruction phenomena
specific to a certain model?

I can't say that's completely correct.

Over the last few years, the number of robot-related incidents has been rising sharply.

Most noticeably in petbot models.

What's the cause?

I don't know... Viral or micro-organism infection in the nervous system, human error during production, aging parts...

It could be many reasons, but...

But?

People throw robots away when
they don't need them anymore.

They keep buying new ones
every time a new model comes out.

Some of the discarded ones become vagrant
and they deteriorate without maintenance.

The only thing a robot desires
is not to be disposed of.

No way...

When people think "Humans are different from robots", it
is no more profound than thinking "white is not black".

While this may not be the
case for industry robots,

the androids and gynoids
as petbots, at least,

were built free from utilitarianism and pragmatism.

Why are they are human-shaped?

Why did they need to be made in
the image of the ideal human body?

I wonder why humans devote so much effort
into making something similar to themselves.

Have you got any kids?

One daughter.

Children stray from the human norms.

That is, if you call "human" the thing that has
an established self and acts according to its mind.

What is a child... an initial phase of a human
being who lives without any concept of norms?

Obviously the content of a child is different from
that of a human, and yet children are human shaped.

The doll a girl uses to play house with is not a substitute
for an actual baby, nor is it a tool for practicing parenting.

The girl is definitely
not practicing parenting.

Rather, playing with dolls and
parenting might just be similar.

What are you talking about?

In other words, parenting is a quick method to
realize the ancient human dream: to create an android.

Mind you, that's just my opinion.

Kids... are not dolls!

Descartes didn't distinguish between humans and
machines or organic world and inorganic world.

When his daughter died at the age of five,
he found a doll that looked just like her.

He named her Francine and doted on her.

There was a story like that.

Why don't we talk about
something more concrete?

What can you tell me about that robot
from Locus Solus, the Type 2052 "Hadaly"?

Well...

It's a high-quality product.

I hear that the body is a mass-produced beta version,
but it seems to have a special configuration.

Special configuration?

It's equipped with some organs that are
not necessary for the maid functions.

What do you mean?

It's a sexaroid.

It's not something that they want to
be widely known, but it's not illegal.

I see... no wonder the families
settled out of court.

The memory is reformatted when
the robot stops functioning.

This is a normal procedure by the manufacturer to
protect the technical information of the software.

But...

But what?

A file was left in the sound
buffer. Do you want me to play it?

Help me...

Thanks for your help.

Hey...

I hesitate to ask such a thing, but...

I have never given birth to
a child, nor raised one...

... and I'm not registered
with an ovum bank.

Thank you very much, Miss...

Hallaway. "Miss" or "Mrs" aren't needed.

That woman didn't seem
like the technical type.

She's the type who would add her
opinions in the extra info fields.

I used to do that often too.

That's why you didn't get promoted?

Anyways we'll get that gynoid's
brain at Section 9's lab.

We're not gonna see her again, huh?

Is she your type?

To tell you the truth, I happen
to like older women. What's next?

Let's just stick to the routine.

Starting with the shipping inspector?

09 calling 907. We have a 602
at the boathouse in area 201.

Victim is the Locus Solus shipment inspector.

Site was secured two minutes
after the precinct's arrival.

907 roger.

What good timing.

"Spring day. Taking the carriage back and forth
between this world and hereafter."

note: he's quoting a haiku by Sonoko Nakamura.

What? Just you?

Koga brought the stiff to the coroner's after
"re-encountering" his tuna sandwich dinner.

Weakling.

That's the situation 22 minutes ago.

You made the new guys
clean this up?

They gotta learn some day.

Let's review the situation.

We've identified the victim's brain.

Head shipping inspector at Locus Solus
Corporation. Jack Walkerson. 54 years old.

He disappeared after applying
for a leave five days ago.

Three days ago, he rented
this boathouse for one week.

The weapons were kitchen equipment.

We investigated the vehicles around the site and there was a
parking record for a car whose owner has a criminal record.

We are looking into the possibility of mafia involvement.

From a jacket which we think belonged to
the victim, we found seven different cards.

We're trying to pull up
the records for each one.

Well, well...

A .38 calibre SW, model 2602.

Seems like he didn't
have the chance to use it.

If it's that kind of gun, it probably
wouldn't have made much difference.

Looks like a "cyborg with illegally high output"...
Perhaps a professional trying to seem crazy.

969 calling 906. We will arrive in 20
seconds. Hey! What are you doing with th-

I'm not messing it up.

Let's leave the rest to forensics.

907 calling 09. We're
leaving the site to 969.

09 roger.

Today is my daughter's birthday.

You got family, huh?

I'll drive you back.

I'm going in the opposite
direction. Ishikawa?

Me too.

A daughter's birthday is more important, eh?

Seems fun here.

It's rare for you to come in person.

I came because parts of
the stiff are missing.

I'll leave it up to you then. Have fun.

Why don't you leave it
up to the local precinct?

The old man is really into this case.

We found them. They're in separate
containers in the fridge.

Heart, liver, kidney and pancreas.

What a fussy bastard.

The fresh type by Inumaru Foods, huh? If you
get the dry stuff, it'll last for at least half a year.

You call this food?

I hear you're partners with Togusa.

I think it's better than teaming up
with a rookie fresh out of training.

For a former cop, he's good. It's not
like I have any complaints about him.

Well, only the Major
could compare to you.

Hey,
- Ishikawa, you talk too much these days.

See you.

Batou.

What?

Just get the dry.

It's a wise choice, considering
the nutrition balance.

The cause of death was the
rupture of the cervical vertebrae.

The kitchen equipment was not the murder weapon,
but the suspect used it to dissect the body.

You mean the suspect deliberately
cut him up after killing him?

Seems like it.

The organs stored in the fridge
are confirmed to be the victim's.

There are early symptoms of gastritis and
cirrhosis. He was probably an alcoholic.

Why did the
suspect dissect the body?

Could be a sadistic killer, or
someone trying to impersonate one.

He was emphasizing the intent
to punish or extract revenge.

In that case, it's highly unlikely that the suspect
is a professional impersonating a sadistic killer.

What about the twisted doorknob?

According to the analysis, the suspect probably has an
artificial limb similar to the NR26 model made in China.

Also known as "Crab Pincers."

That's military grade, isn't it?

You can find knockoffs
on the black market.

It matched the lacerations
on the neck, by the way.

What about the owner of the
vehicle with the police record?

It was hard to investigate, 'cause it seems that the
owner had it modified at several different shops, so -

Just give us the bottom line.

After cross-referencing with
the nearby parking record,

the vehicle in question is owned by "Koujinkai."

note: Koujinkai is a kind of Bouryokudan, or Japanese mafia/gangster organization.

Bulletproof... Chassis and
rear dampener were reinforced...

It was seen at the scene of
the crime several times earlier.

This model is popular among cyborgs.

In other words, among thugs with illegal
output ratings. Maybe Yakuza's revenge?

The question is the motive. What
do we know about this "Koujinkai"?

They're a longstanding faction
of the Japanese Bouryokudan.

They deal in drugs, prostitution, gambling, slave trafficking,
real estate extortion, and just about everything else.

The boss, Inoue, got his head ripped off by the Hadaly
three days ago, and now this Wakabayashi guy is taking over.

It's obvious, then.

The successor always avenges
the death of the previous leader.

There's just one problem...

If the victim was expecting the revenge, then why
did he hide precisely where the Koujinkai lurk?

The data in the brain was erased, so I guess we
have no choice but to investigate the victim further.

Either way, this is the precinct's job.

Could it be terrorists
impersonating out-of-control robots?

At this point, there's no political
connection between the victims.

The possibility of terrorism is low.

We will transfer full jurisdiction of
the "Hadaly" case to Batou and Togusa.

The rest of you, return to
your regular duties. Dismissed.

Togusa.

Come see me before you leave.

What do you think?

For the time being, we can just investigate the
connection between Koujinkai and Locus Solus.

I mean about Batou.

It's a standard procedure for one to check up
on the psychological tendencies of his partner.

But I am neither a cyborg,
nor a computer neurologist.

"One need not have been Caesar in order to understand Caesar."

note: he's quoting Max Weber.

You have a family, right? Do you
consider yourself happy these days?

Yes... I guess...

"Most people are neither as happy
nor as unhappy as they imagine. "

"What's important is not to get fed up
with living and lose hope," apparently.

What do you mean?

Looking at him these days reminds me
of the Major before she disappeared.

"Let one live alone doing no evil, care-free, like an elephant in the elephant forest."

note: he's quoting Buddha.

Director, why did you choose me?

Because it was the Major who had
recommended you from the precinct.

What was that about?

"One need not have been Caesar in
order to understand Caesar," he said.

That's true.

The world can't afford to live
up to the standard of heroes.

Are you trying to start
a war or something?!

You don't have to become Yakuza
to enter Yakuza's den, but...

... you have to carry a weapon.

Hey, I want to make
sure, before leaving...

Make sure what?

We're just gonna listen
to their story, right?

You don't like Yakuza?

I hate them.

Me too.

Listen to them, that's it, right?

I told you, to enter Yakuza's den...

... you don't have to become Yakuza.
But you also said you need a weapon.

I have a family!

I could go alone.

I'm going with you. I'm your
partner. Just promise me.

We will just listen to them. We will try
our best not to do any shooting. You satisfied?

Fine.

Then let's go, partner.

What the fuck do you want?

I want to talk to that
Wakabayashi guy. Bring him here.

You said... you'd try your best...

I did...

... "try my best."

Point man, go. New ones are coming.

An image?

He hacked our eyes?

Blame your second-grade brains.

What's up?

Narrow and dark stairs.
How should we do this?

Wait for my signal. I'll go first.

I'll go. You're too
big to back up quickly.

Your little gift exploded
right above my head.

Even if they had exploded
with the maximum effect,

there's no way you can kill an
armored cyborg with only two grenades.

Are you trying to mock me?

Talk to me. Not just about the murder of the head shipping
inspector, but also the connection with Locus Solus.

I was hoping for a good fight.

Come on, crab shit. You don't look
that tasty, but I'll give you a shot.

There's no way you could have hit me
with a power move like that, idiot.

They said they would tell where the
head shipping inspector was so we made a deal.

I just got out of prison after three years!

I have no idea what they
were doing with that company!

Still alive, partner?

I had a vision of my wife and
daughter's face filling my mind...

That's not your wife or daughter.

That's death.

I said you two have full jurisdiction,

not that you could enforce the law
without following proper procedure,

let alone raid the Yakuza's den.

This is not a jungle.

And you guys are not
Special Force hit men either.

Are you still angry?

I'm not angry.

It's just... I hesitate to say
this after you saved my life...

... but when I team up with you...

... no matter how many lives I
have, I'm sure it won't be enough.

The full responsibility of the
investigation lies on just the two of us.

We'll get nowhere unless
we take the initiative.

If there's any evidence against
Locus Solus, it's up to us to find it.

But did you have to do it guns blazing?

If the old man were really angry,
we would have been fired by now.

Right here, stop please.

See you.

note: the kanji on the door is "happy" written upside down. It's traditional
for Chinese stores to have their kanji written upside down on the entrances.

You've entered the kill zone.

That right arm... don't perform any
modifications to it by yourself, or anything.

There have been reports of newer versions of the control software

conflicting with your version of the shooting operation software and causing it to malfunction.

In that case, I'll reformat it.

Hey, where's the rest of my original?

Don't do it.

The organic material of that
arm is matched with your DNA.

If I break it in, it'll be
just like my original, huh?

Ouch! Hold on a sec!

Since you got my dog, that means...

We broke into your love nest.

When I imagine it crying, or hungry, covered with
shit, waiting for the master who never returns,

I feel bad for the little fella.

I might not look it, but I like dogs.

I'm the one who kept it in
my home for the night, though.

My daughter was so happy and my wife
was pissed 'cause the carpet got dirty.

How long were you watching me?

That doesn't really matter.

It does matter! You
used me as a screen!

You're the sucker who didn't realize it.

If you blame it on someone,
blame it on the old man.

Is it a clone?

Buying an original is expensive, right?

This clone comes from the first dog to
be hybridized by artificial insemination.

It's not like you to be
ghosthacked so easily.

You let your guard down because
your life became routine.

That's why I told you to get the dry.

That's her favorite.

In this neighborhood, I can
get it only in that store.

You were like a puppet,
completely under control.

After shooting yourself
in the arm five times,

You were about to kill
the old man at the counter.

Even with your guard down,

There aren't many guys out there
who can hack a brain like yours.

Other than the Major, that is...

Why didn't he just blow
my head off right away?

Because his purpose is not to
eliminate you, but to cause a scandal.

You made a raid upon the Bouryokudan's den and you ended up
sending ten guys to either heaven or the hospital.

In the same day you started
shooting up a grocery store.

People can't help but think that
either you went nuts or your AI went mad.

Hey, hold on! You mean this
attack was not just an accident?

If we get out of this now -
- The meaning of Section 9's existence will be in question.

If she was here, she
would have said that.

A message from the old
man: "Keep investigating."

"However, from now on, unless
we find concrete evidence,"

"there's not gonna be any
official support from the team. "

We have no choice but
to hit Locus Solus.

"There's no better way to keep the
plan top secret than to act swiftly. "

"Fly to the far north
immediately," he says.

Just the two of us?

You two aren't enough?

Not that, but... What about the dog?

Precisely! In this profession, it's out of the question to have a dog. Even worse, you are single.

Who's gonna take care
of her if you die?

You guys take care of that damn mutt!

This used to be the biggest information
processing in the east.

It was in full flourish. That's
Etorofu Economic Special Division.

This huge group of towers is
all that remains of the ruins.

They took advantage of
weak national supremacy

and now it's a nest of multinational corporations
and the criminal organizations they employ.

It has become lawless zone, outside of UN
netpolice and ASEAN telecom jurisdiction.

"What the individual creates is an expression of the individual, just as the individual is an expression of its genes." I remember those words.

note: paraphrasing Richard Dawkins.

You mean like a beaver's
dam or spider's nest?

More like a coral reef
that zoanthariae creates.

Well, it's not that beautiful, I guess.

If the essence of life is the information that spreads through genes, society and culture are also nothing but huge memory systems.

The city is a huge external
memory device after all.

"How great is the sum of them!"

"If I should count them, they are
more in number than the sand."

Old Testament, "Psalms,"
chapter 139, huh?

If you can recall words
like that in an instant,

The expression form of your
memory device is probably a bit biased.

You're one to talk.

Sorry for interrupting, but we're approaching
the Locus Solus headquarters.

We are detouring just for you
guys, so take a good look at it.

The sightseeing tour is
over. Preparing to land.

"Thick as autumnal leaves
that strow the brooks"

"In Vallombrosa, where th' Etrurian
shades High over-arch'd imbower."

Now it's Milton, huh?
But we are not Satan.

Ba... Batou!

You talk big now, huh? Where did you learn to talk
big enough to address me without -san or -sama?

I haven't forgotten the
favor you did for me!

"I don't have to remember because I never forget," huh?

note: he's quoting Takao Dayuu.

Forgive me, Batou... -san!

I'm too good for you to address me with just "san."

Please forgive me! I beg you... ! I promise
I'll remember this favor forever!

You know this Kim guy, right?

I don't know anyone like that.

No, that name is
everywhere in this city.

There's only one Kim I'm looking for.

Trust is necessary in this line of business.

"There's two kinds of trust: Keeping
secrets, and keeping promises."

You can't do both.
Which kind is your trust?

They also say "without
secrets, there is no promise!"

I'll ask it again. You
know the Kim guy, right?

No, I don't know anyone
with such a name...

"Life and death come and go like marionettes dancing on a table. Once their strings are cut, they easily crumble."

note: he's quoting Zeami.

Well?

He used to be a long
distance scout in the Army.

"If you can't go over people, or under people, you
deserve to fall by the roadside." That's him in a nutshell.

He drifted from special forces
to electronic forces and so on.

Smuggled weapons and contraband,
so he gained a bad reputation.

In the end, he settled down as hacker,
as is often the case with these types.

"Amazing background," isn't it?

"If an ass goes a-traveling,
he'll not come back a horse."

He ruined himself, like I expected from
his personality. He's just an idiot.

Let's go.

note: "aemaeth" means "truth" in Hebrew.

Batou, he's in the
study on the top floor.

We're too late.

He probably tried to hide
underground somewhere.

He got his brain burnt out
by an offensive firewall.

In any case, he wouldn't
have been much help like this.

"As my testament, I firmly request that you not donate any live flowers, artificial flowers, or 'White Dove Releases'," it says.

Hey!

"When you sleep alone, you never look miserable like dead body."

note: he's quoting Confucius.

Confucius-sama says you should not sleep like a corpse.

note: the "-sama" is sarcasm.

I don't have time to deal
with your trashy joke.

Long time no see. Last time we met
was the landing operation in Nemuro.

I'm here on business.

Locus Solus, huh?

They entered the market
as a robot manufacturer late, but

they expanded the business rapidly after they concentrated
on developing and producing high-class gynoids.

Rumour is, they have close ties with politicians, high-level
government official, and even criminal organizations.

They placed their production line on their plant ship,

registered as multinational and anchored offshore, because they were fearful of the involvement of the authorities,

Their dolls are supposed to be pretty good.

note: he's supposed to sound sarcastic.

Good enough to murder and
commit suicide in the end, huh?

If that's true, it's a crude story.

I can't understand people trying to put
a soul into a doll and imitate a human.

If there were such a thing
as a truly beautiful doll,

it would be flesh and
blood without a soul.

A corpse at the edges of collapsing, yet
standing precariously at the precipice.

Is that why you transformed
yourself into a pure AI?

Humans are inferior to dolls in the
beauty of their appearance and movement.

No, even in their existence.

The imperfect nature of human perception
causes the incompleteness of reality...

How complete this species is...
Either they don't have consciousness,

or they acquire the
infinite consciousness.

In other words, it can be
realized only in dolls and Gods.

Why don't we talk business now?

No...

There's one other existence that
can compare to dolls and Gods.

Animals?

Shelley's lark is full of deep, unconscious joy.

Joy that creatures with strong
selfconsciousness like us can never feel.

For the offsprings of those who
devour the fruit of perception,

It's more difficult than becoming God.

They have no choice but to pretend
to be dead by becoming dolls.

Is that why?

"While you do not know life, how can
you know about death?" So says Confucius.

Humans that understand death are rare.

"We usually do not suffer death by choice,
but rather by stupidity and custom."

note: he's quoting La Rochefoucauld.

In other words, humans die
because they can't help dying...

... but dolls in flesh and blood
live knowing death is a given.

That's the reason Kim chose to completely
turn himself into a robot.

And?

After that, he drifted from special
forces to electronic forces and so on.

Smuggled weapons and contraband,
so he gained a bad reputation.

In the end, he settled down as hacker,
as is often the case with these types.

"Amazing background," I see.

"If an ass goes a-traveling,
he'll not come back a..."

What's wrong? Let's go.

note: "maeth" means "death" in Hebrew.

Batou!

"In this month, today, I
have happily passed away."

"Please announce this publicly."

Hey!

You feel really disgusted, don't you?

It's understandable.

The doubt over whether that
which looks alive is actually alive...

On the contrary,

the doubt that things
without life might be alive...

The reason why dolls are creepy is...

... that dolls are models of humans,

and it means they are
nothing but humans themselves.

The fear that humans might merely be the sum
of simple clockwork tricks and components...

In other words the fear of
the phenomena called "human"...

... is essentially vanity.

Come on, let's talk business.

The science that attempted to explain the phenomenon
called life played a role in producing this fear.

The belief that nature
could be calculated leads to

the conclusion that humans can
be broken down into simple machinery.

"The human body is a machine which winds its own springs. It is the living image of perpetual movement."

note: he's quoting Julien Offray de La Mettrie.

The human-machinery theory
of the 18th century

has been revived by the technology of
artificial brain implanting and cyborgs.

Since the time when computers made
it possible to store memories externally,

in order to extend the limits
of their functions as creatures,

humans continued to actively
mechanize themselves.

It's a sign of the intent to transcend Darwin and
win the fight of evolutionary theory on their own.

And it is also the intent to
conquer the nature that created them.

The illusion that life is equipped with complete hardware
is the source of this nightmare itself.

"God ever geometrizes."

note: he's quoting Plato.

Let's go.

Batou!

How do you feel?

What happened to me?

That was a virtual experience
maze. You got hacked by the AI.

Just like good luck happens three
times, bad luck also gives three signs.

You don't see because you don't want to. Even if you realize, you won't admit it. If someone tells you, you won't listen.

And you end up with catastrophe.

However, in our world, you
don't even get three signs.

If you overlook the first
sign, that's the end.

I told you, I don't have
time for your nonsense.

When did you figure it out?

The one who is trying to
deceive becomes deceived easily.

You might have been a
professional ghosthacker,

but unfortunately for you, I'm also a
professional in counterespionage.

I also have a guardian angel.

Search for the record of the hall in that
massive store of data in the external memory device.

In Jacob Grimm's stories,

The golem was imbued with life from the
word "aemaeth" written on its forehead;

In other words, "truth."

but it then had its prefix "ae"
removed, so it now said "meath."

Specifically, it had "death" written on it,
and the golem returned to lifeless clay.

That was the angel's voice saying
there is no truth in this mansion.

You're saying you hacked
through the firewall I created?

No way! No one can do such thing!

I told you, it's my guardian angel.

Game over, Kim. You've got
a lot of explaining to do.

That's just a doll.

You've become a bad loser, Kim. You
think you can deceive me like that?

Batou, how do you know that this isn't the
continuation of the virtual reality signal I created?

I hear a whisper... in my ghost.

Humans are merely the material from
which the dream called "life" is weaved;

"Dreams"... "cognition"...
and even "ghosts"...

If they were cracks or distortions
in the uniform matrix of reality...

Then I'd also be a useless
empty shell like you,

but the shoes I'm wearing
are different from yours.

For a bastard who
doesn't believe in ghosts,

there's no such thing as
insanity or nervous breakdowns.

Your so-called shell will continue to function
physically until the unworthy death comes to you.

Are you sure we are back
to the physical reality?

There's nothing that distinguishes artificial
memories from experienced memories.

Whichever one this is,

you'll only ever realize later on.

It's impossible to know you're in a
dream when you're dreaming. Unfortunate, eh?

As long as you have AI and allow
external input to write to your memory,

that's the price you have to pay.

How can you be sure that your wife and
daughter, waiting for you at home, actually exist?

Maybe you're just a single guy in
some room, dreaming of having a family.

Would you want to wake
up from that dream?

If you knew, why didn't you stop it?!

I needed to make sure
Locus had hired Kim.

They expected me to come and ask Kim
for a favor, so they set up a trap.

Tried to turn me away by putting me through a nightmarish
virtual experience. Probably something like that.

When they screwed me over and
got me to shoot my right arm off,

they might have put a branch in my AI.

Like Ishikawa said,

there aren't many guys out there
who can do this kind of stuff.

Locus Solus knows that.

So you expected this from the beginning.

I was going to pretend to be
trapped and try to get to Kim's AI,

but that Kim bastard,
he's got some skills.

If there was no sign, I certainly
couldn't have escaped.

What about the "guardian angel"
you were talking about?

She's gone.

Over the crack of the uniform matrix.

Somewhere in the vast net, growing
together with its whole domain.

If you want to search for evidence that you
exist, there are as many ways as there are ghosts.

For example, you have a daughter.

When we were in the jungle,

Kim would have known this too.

There's only one thing I figured out.

What?

I'm not good enough to be your partner.

So you want to give up now.

I know I say this many times,

but I want to stay alive and
go back to my daughter.

You have to earn that paycheck, though.

What more is there to do?

With the data in Kim's AI, we can prove that
Locus Solus is connected to that crime...

All we have evidence of is
obstructing police investigation,

and violation of AI ethics.

Even worse, our
investigation is unofficial.

We need material evidence to hold them
liable for the gynoid serial murder case.

You say that, but you've broken
the line from Kim's head!

It's not broken. His ghost-packed
AI is still connected to Locus Solus.

We have to act quickly before
they dispose of all the evidence.

People in the old days
said a good thing like this:

"He is my disciple no more. Beat the drum, my little ones,
and attack him; you have my permission."

note: he's quoting Confucius.

It's time to ditch the
negotiation and start the violence.

Hey, this is different from
our raid on the Yakuza.

I'm not expecting too much from your Mateba.

note: the Mateba is the revolver that Togusa uses, despite recommendations to switch to a fully automatic weapon.

"Birds hide high up in the sky, and fish hide deep
in the water."

note: he's quoting Ryokuu Saitou.

I've made contact with the escort.

Roger.

I'm surprised you decided
to dive with that body.

It's very deep around here, so if you
sink, we won't be able to find you.

I used to know this cyborg who dived for fun.

And?

I didn't understand her.

I'm doing this for you only
because Lin introduced you.

I hear nobody has come out
alive after entering that ship.

So I don't understand you either.

I know. Keep going.

Hang on tight.

In twelve seconds, I'll be in range
of the picket radius of the sensor.

I'll run the virtual signal on
the line for only two seconds.

Roger.

This guy is directly connected
to the security chief's Al.

Starting synchronization.

I'm in. Give me the ship schematics.

Loading finished. Are you on my eyes?

Of course! My great mentor is
going in. I've started recording.

Watch and learn, little boy.

note: these lines are spoken in Chinese.

Intrusion!

Security system restarted on level two.

Probing entire
facility for Al activity.

Searching for terminal with memory
activity matching virus size.

Also searching for incubating viruses.

Link to security chief failed.

Performing system reboot.

System reboot completed.
Security level two initialized.

Setting up detour for invader.

Rebuilding firewall.

Loading antivirus definitions.

Virus scan in progress.

Tracing. Equipping decoys.

Incubating virus pattern found in the
firewall. They have all activated.

Firewall 014 breached.

Firewall 032 error number 280 occurred.

Quarantining infected areas.

Surrounding firewall.
Rebuilding at level one.

Enemy attacking firewall.
Movement pattern identified.

Starting virus transfer.

Evacuate! It's too dangerous from
here! You'll get your brain burnt out!

Not yet. I can do a little bit more.

Idiot! Don't be unreasonable.

note: this is the "Puppet" poem by Zeami.

note: these lines are spoken in Chinese.

Gynoid's production line.

Irregular input at last process of type Hadaly.

Presumed to be unidentified
incubating pattern virus.

Deploy all antiviral tools and restrain.

Impossible. The whole fuselage operation unable to link to system.

Combat mode body control program currently loading.

Warning. Body of THO7 line malfunctioning.

Security team, arm yourself and proceed
to line in question. Repeat...

The holy spirit has arrived.

Long time no see, Major.

Or how should I call you now?

Technically, only part of me
was loaded through the satellite.

This gynoid Al's memory
capacity is a little cramped.

It's already full with just my
combat mode body control system.

So forgive the quality of my
facial expression and voice.

Pass this corridor,
about 50 meters ahead,

there should be an emergency terminal.

I'll connect from there and
overwhelm the system all at once.

You haven't changed at all.

Go ahead, point man. I'll back you up.

Just like old times.

"Some look into a mirror
and don't see evil."

"It doesn't reflect evil, but creates it."

Hey, this is no time
to get all emotional.

Not much ammo left.

"Namely, you should look down on mirrors; not into them."

note: she's continuing the quote from Ryokuu Saitou.

Hey, are you okay?

I just have to hold this
ship's control system.

Connect this to the side
terminal on the floor.

I'm going to have to shut down physical
control over this body until I finish hacking.

It's entirely up to your .30 caliber.

I can handle the shooting, but
there's only one extra clip left.

If this turns into hand-to-hand combat, I
can't guarantee I'll be able to hold them off.

I'm going in.

Irregular connection to main system from within ship.

note: these lines are spoken in Chinese.

Within ship?

Searching for connection
point. Deploying offensive firewall.

There are multiple virtual
signals from multiple terminals.

No indication of any AI activity
increasing at any of the terminals.

Searching for all external connection points.

Shutting down all external connection including our corporate line.

Input device outside ship physically separated.

No response from emergency control system.

Remote initialization impossible.

Virus integration and spreading
mode in progress in each section.

Core system firewall breached.

Preparing for system reboot.

Data quarantine started at level one.

Many irregular connections
found in core system.

Response speed is not keeping up.

I've overwhelmed them. I closed
down all the external connections.

This ship is in stand-alone mode.

It's moving?

This ship is heading towards the nearest country
where we have jurisdiction to prosecute.

This ship itself is the evidence
we need to prove Locus Solus' crime.

What if Locus Solus tries
to recapture the ship?

A convoy will show up to escort it.

I have already contacted naval support.

Meanwhile, why don't we go take a look at the secret
behind Locus Solus' ability to imbue their dolls with soul?

You already know the secret, don't you?

You have some idea too, right?

There's no noise. Are they shielded
from electromagnetic radiation?

Ghost dubbing.

By experimenting on animals, they've discovered
that they can make a poor quality mass copy,

but the original brain gets destroyed in
the process, so this technology was banned.

They brainwash the children
smuggled by the Koujinkai,

and dub their ghosts
into the gynoids' bodies.

No wonder Locus Solus'
gynoids were so lifelike.

Help me...

Help me...

You came to help me.
Walkerson-san said so.

He said that people from the police
will come. That they would help me.

I am at my fourth dubbing, but Sowana
who came with me is at her fifth.

She doesn't hear anything and
she doesn't answer anymore.

The head shipping inspector who got killed changed the ethics code programming for these kids.

When Locus Solus found out, they had him killed, under the pretense of predecessor's revenge. That's my theory.

He said if the robots create some
accidents, then somebody will notice.

That someone will come help us.

Don't you realize what kind
of chaos you have caused?

I'm not talking about
just about the humans...

Didn't you think about the dolls who were forced
to have malicious ghosts dubbed into them?!

But... but... but...

I didn't want to become a doll!

"You cry for bird's blood,
but not for fish blood."

"Fortunate for ones with voice."

If the dolls also had voices,

they would have screamed,
"I didn't want to become human!"

Let me ask you something.
Do you think you're happy now?

Well... I'm feeling nostalgic...

At least I am at peace at this point.

"Let one live alone doing no evil, care-free..."

note: quoting Buddha.

"... like an elephant in the elephant forest."

Batou, don't forget...

When you access the net,

I will always be beside you.

I'm going now.

She showed up in that ship, right?

Your guardian angel...

Silence again, huh? Do you think I'm
gonna write that down in the report?

I'll come pick you up
tomorrow at 08 20 hours.

I also thank you
for taking care of her.

If you'd like, why don't you come in?

I have no interest in intruding
in on other people's family gatherings.

Papa!

Hey, a present! A present?

I didn't forget.

Follow me

to a land across the shining sea

Waiting beyond the world that we have known

Beyond the world that dream could be

And the joy we have tasted

Follow me

along the road that only love can see

Rising above the fun years of the night

Into the light beyond the tears

And all the years we have wasted

Follow me

to a distant land this mountain high

Where all the music that we always kept inside will fill the sky

Singing in the silent swerve a heart is free

While the world goes on turning and turning

Turning and falling

Follow me

to a distant land this mountain high

Where all the music that we always kept inside will fill the sky

Singing in the silent swerve a heart is free

While the world goes on turning and turning

Turning and falling

Follow me

Follow me

Follow me

Follow me

Follow me

Follow me