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=Courtroom
+Judge
+Payne
+Apollo
+Kristoph
Judge: The court is now in session.
Payne: The prosecution is ready, Your Honor.
Apollo: Uh, the defense is, uh, fine! I mean ready, Your Honor!
Judge: Your name was... Mr. Justice?
Judge: And this is your first trial?
Apollo: Y-Yes, Your Honor! But I'm fine! Really!
Judge: Are you quite sure? Your voice sounds a bit strained.
Apollo: ...*cough*
Judge: Ahem. Mr. Gavin?
Kristoph: ...Yes, Your Honor?
Judge: I was under the impression that you would be heading up this case...?
Kristoph: That was my intention, yes.
Kristoph: However...
Kristoph: A defense attorney must always cede to his client's wishes.
Kristoph: And my client specifically requested Mr. Justice.
Judge: Well, of course he wants justice!
Judge: But to entrust his case to this greenhorn... Why?
Judge: I do not exaggerate when I say that you're the best defense attorney in town, Mr. Gavin.
Judge: Then let's begin. The defendant may enter the courtroom.
+Phoenix
Judge: This is truly an unfortunate turn of events.
Judge: I'm sorry we had to meet again under these circumstances.
Judge: Long time no see, Mr. Wright.
Phoenix: Let's put the past behind us, shall we?
Phoenix: These days, I'm merely Phoenix Wright, piano player.
Judge: I won't speak of it further then.
Judge: If the prosecution would be so kind as to explain the charges. Mr. Payne?
Payne: To think, I saw you enter this room a fresh attorney, and now I'll see you leave in chains.
Phoenix: Ah, Winston Payne. Subtle as ever, I see.
Payne: Ahem.
Payne: The crime occurred at the Borscht Bowl Club... a Russian restaurant.
Payne: The defendant, Phoenix Wright, took the victim, a customer...
Payne: ...and he hit him! Wham! On the head! Smack! Killed him cold.
Judge: Hmm... A customer at the restaurant, you say?
Judge: And the defendant, you say he was...?
Payne: The pianist for the club, it seems.
Judge: Phoenix Wright... A pianist?
Payne: This is the weapon that took the victim's life. A bottle of grape juice.
Payne: Grape juice is apparently our defendant's drink of choice.
Judge: The court accepts the deadly bottle as evidence.
** Deadly Bottle added to the Court Record. **
Judge: So, the victim was a customer at this restaurant.
Judge: But just who was this, erm, "Shadi Smith" fellow?
Payne: We believe he was a traveler, Your Honor.
Judge: A... traveler?
Payne: According to his passport, he had been out of the country for a number of years.
Payne: He had only returned to this country recently, though his place of residence is unclear.
Judge: And he had some sort of connection with the defendant?
Payne: ...That, too, is unclear at present, Your Honor.
Payne: We believe they first met at the Borscht Bowl Club on the night of the crime.
Judge: If they had only just met, then why murder?
Judge: Perhaps the victim slighted the defendant's piano playing?
Payne: That doesn't appear to have been the case.
Payne: No, the motive had nothing to do with the defendant's lack of playing skill.
Payne: At least not piano playing. I'll let this photo explain what I mean.
Payne: As we can see, a game of poker was in progress at the scene of the crime.
Judge: Wait a second!
Judge: Isn't poker gambling?
Judge: That's a crime in and of itself!
Payne: Indeed. It appears our defendant...
Payne: ...has fallen to become the basest sort of criminal!
Kristoph: *OBJECTION!*
Kristoph: It is true that the defendant was engaged in a game of poker with the victim.
Kristoph: Yet it was only that: a game, in the purest sense. A competition, Your Honor.
Payne: A... competition?
Kristoph: Yes, a test of wits, a silent clash of passions...
Kristoph: Only the cards, their backs wreathed in blue flame, know its final outcome.
Judge: ... Er, come again?
Payne: The cards on the table had blue backs, Your Honor.
Payne: I believe the defense was waxing poetic in an attempt to mystify those present...
Payne: ...and impress women.
Judge: That will be our first order of business here then:
Judge: To find out more about this fatal game of cards.
Phoenix: ...
Judge: Very well, Defendant.
Judge: You will testify to the court about the poker competition held the night of the crime.
Phoenix: ...My pleasure.
** Witness Testimony **
** The Competition **
Phoenix: >I am a pianist by trade... yet I can hardly play at all.
Phoenix: >My real job is to take on interested customers over at the poker table.
Phoenix: >The room where we play and the competition in there are the club's main attractions.
Phoenix: >The rules are simple: we play a game of poker using two decks of cards.
Phoenix: >That's all it is... a game. And our customers are happy.
Judge: ...Hmm.
Judge: A pianist who can't play piano?
Payne: Better than a defense attorney who can't defend.
Judge: ...
Judge: Very well. The defense may begin the cross-examination.
Apollo: R-Right, Your Honor!
Kristoph: Are you alright? You're sweating bullets.
Apollo: Bullets...!? Where!?
Kristoph: It's a figure of speech, Justice. Your voice sounds strained and raspy, too.
Apollo: My brain feels strained and raspy, sir.
Kristoph: You've watched me perform cross-examinations many times.
Kristoph: Though you've never done one yourself, have you? Care for a refresher?
Apollo: No need for help here, sir! I think I've got this one covered!
Kristoph: I think you'd better do more than think. You know it, or you do not.
Kristoph: Find any inconsistencies, any lies in the testimony, and reveal them to the court.
Kristoph: That is cross-examination. Learn it. Know it. Do it.
Judge: The defense may begin the cross-examination.
** Cross-Examination **
** The Competition **
Phoenix: >I am a pianist by trade... yet I can hardly play at all.
Apollo: *HOLD IT!*
Apollo: You can hardly play...?
Phoenix: Oh, I play sometimes. When customers demand it.
Phoenix: So I play them one song. That's usually all they want.
Phoenix: The title of "pianist" is a mask ** a respectable face I wear for the world at large.
Judge: Then why are you really at the Borscht Bowl Club?
Phoenix: >My real job is to take on interested customers over at the poker table.
Apollo: *HOLD IT!*
Apollo: They pay you just to play poker?
Phoenix: That would seem to be the case. I am a professional, after all.
Payne: Bah! Do I detect pride in that statement?
Payne: It's just hard for an honest, hard-working member of society like me to imagine...
Phoenix: Yes. Your imagination was always a bit limited, Winston.
Payne: Wh-What!?
Phoenix: I've played poker for seven years in that little room.
Phoenix: And I've never. Lost. Once.
Apollo: Wha--?
Phoenix: You see why the customers come now?
Phoenix: "Defeat the undefeated poker champion"...
Phoenix: It's quite a draw.
Phoenix: That is, I'm quite a draw.
Apollo: Wait, you've never lost once? Not even one time!?
Phoenix: As I said, I'm a professional.
Phoenix: >The room where we play and the competition in there are the club's main attractions.
Apollo: *HOLD IT!*
Apollo: The room in the crime scene photo... is an attraction?
Phoenix: It has quite a history, actually.
Phoenix: The Borscht Bowl Club used to be a gathering spot for black market types back in the day.
Apollo: B-Black market?
Phoenix: All in the past. Things like the black market are only on the silver screen nowadays.
Phoenix: Suffice it to say that there were a lot of deals being made under the table.
Phoenix: Right there in that room.
Judge: A smoky room, gambling hoods. You know...
Judge: Just looking at this picture makes me feel "bad"!
Phoenix: The bosses gather around the table, cutting deals, safe from the eyes of the law...
Phoenix: Meanwhile, a goon keeps watch through the small window...
Phoenix: I can practically picture it now.
Phoenix: The room had a few other tricks to it...
Phoenix: Though it was common knowledge to our regulars.
Phoenix: At any rate, they come to play poker in a room steeped in history.
Phoenix: Despite the dark past, it was all just good, clean fun.
Phoenix: >The rules are simple: we play a game of poker using two decks of cards.
Apollo: *HOLD IT!*
Apollo: Two decks of cards?
Phoenix: A simple measure to prevent cheating.
Phoenix: If you alternate two decks, no one can slip in cards.
Judge: There's something else I noticed...
Judge: In addition to the cards on the table, there are some lying scattered on the floor.
Kristoph: Precisely. Cards on the table, cards upon the floor...
Kristoph: Each one forming a complete deck.
Kristoph: A crime scene painted blue by a sad sweep of cards...
Kristoph: It's poetic, really.
Phoenix: Incidentally, we used two types of cards at the club.
Phoenix: One deck of cards was red. The other blue.
Judge: Hmm...
Judge: As I recall, in poker you make five-card "hands".
Judge: I can see how it would be easy to cheat.
Phoenix: Heh... Yes. A game of "hands".
Apollo: ...?
Phoenix: >That's all it is... a game. And our customers are happy.
Apollo: *HOLD IT!*
Apollo: So, you claim you weren't gambling?
Phoenix: That's right. It was simply a game.
Apollo: You didn't bet any money? Not even a little?
Phoenix: The only thing at stake in our game... was pride itself.
Judge: Ho ho! Well put, Mr. Wright.
Judge: I've got a mind to play a hand of poker myself...
Judge: The stakes: your fate!
Judge: This competition you're talking about...
Judge: I believe the court understands the nature of the game sufficiently.
Apollo: Th-That's right!
Apollo: It was a simple game, after all!
Judge: Are you sure?
Apollo: Huh?
Judge: People are not murdered over "simple games", Mr. Justice.
Judge: Defendant. You were in the room the very moment that the crime occurred...
Judge: Yet you claim no connection to the crime?
Phoenix: ... Now that's strange.
Judge: What's strange?
Phoenix: I was testifying about the competition that night.
Phoenix: Asking me about the crime at this point is against the rules, Your Honor.
Phoenix: Of course, I expected to hear a cry of "Objection!" from the defense...
Apollo: Ack!
Kristoph: Don't despair yet, Justice.
Apollo: S-Sir?
Kristoph: Wright. There's something I'd like made clear.
Kristoph: Namely, your connection to the case at hand. And I'd like to hear it from you.
Phoenix: ... Sure, why not?
Judge: Very well. The defendant will amend his testimony.
Phoenix: I plead silence regarding the murder. But I will say I never touched the murder weapon.
Apollo: *HOLD IT!*
Apollo: S-Silence?
Phoenix: The defendant has the right to refuse to testify.
Phoenix: ...I haven't forgotten everything about the law.
Apollo: But why? That clearly puts you at a disadvantage...
Phoenix: And it's your job to turn that around in our favor, yes?
Kristoph: Justice. Didn't you detect anything odd about that testimony?
Apollo: Huh...?
Kristoph: When you figure it out, I'd suggest presenting evidence.
Kristoph: Evidence that contradicts the testimony.
Apollo: *OBJECTION!*
Apollo: So you say you didn't touch the murder weapon... this grape juice bottle?
Apollo: ...Right?
Phoenix: So I said.
Apollo: ...
Judge: Something the matter, Mr. Justice?
Payne: Hee hee hee...
Payne: Too bad our new defense attorney never learned how to play dumb!
Judge: What's this, Mr. Payne?
Payne: I examined the bottle in question, you see.
Payne: And it was covered with the defendant's fingerprints!
Apollo: O b j e c t i o n!
Judge: No need to shout, Mr. Justice! I can hear you just fine!
Apollo: Aha ha ha...
Kristoph: Excess yelling can damage the judge's ears... and our case.
Apollo: Any... Anyway!
Apollo: What's so strange about fingerprints on a bottle in a restaurant?
Judge: Well, that's true. The prints alone don't prove he did it--
Payne: *OBJECTION!*
Payne: Oh, they wouldn't prove a thing... if they were normal fingerprints!
Apollo: ...Huh!?
Payne: But the fingerprints on the murder weapon were upside- down!
Judge: "Upside-down"? What does that mean?
Payne: It means he was holding the bottle inverted! And there can be only one reason for that!
Payne: ...Yes. To brain someone with the bottle!
Apollo: Auuuuuuuuuuuuuugh!
Apollo: M-Mr. Gavin! I think things just took a turn for the worse!
Kristoph: ...Oh? I see no problem, Justice.
Apollo: Huh?
Kristoph: The only thing that matters is the truth.
Kristoph: There's a good reason for everything. You'll see.
Judge: Defendant! Can you explain your fingerprints on this bottle to the court!?
Phoenix: ...
Phoenix: I stand by my plea of silence regarding the murder.
Phoenix: ...For now.
Judge: Hmm... Not very cooperative, are you?
Judge: This could hurt your case.
Payne: I'm sure he's uncooperative because he's hiding something! There must be some reason...
Kristoph: *OBJECTION!*
Kristoph: ...Your Honor. You seem to have forgotten something.
Judge: And what might that be, Mr. Gavin?
Kristoph: On the night of the crime, who was it who reported the murder to the police?
Judge: Reported...?
Payne: Well, that was the defendant, Mr. Wright. But still, that...
Judge: R-Really!?
Payne: Erm, yes, well. According to the case file...
Payne: The murder was reported from near the scene, by a call from the defendant's cell phone.
Apollo: "Near" the scene...?
Payne: Let's take a look at a diagram of the murder scene, shall we?
Payne: The victim was murdered in a small room in a basement two floors down from ground level.
Payne: Of course, cell phones can't get reception so far down.
Payne: The defendant used the stairs in this hallway to go above ground...
Payne: The call came from the first floor of the restaurant.
Judge: I see... And this is the phone that made the call?
** Wright's Cell Phone added to the Court Record. **
Kristoph: The defendant could have just fled the scene of the crime if he so chose.
Kristoph: Yet, he fulfilled his duty as a citizen and reported it to the authorities.
Kristoph: And you claim he is being "uncooperative"...?
Payne: Urk.
Kristoph: ...I think the prosecution has toyed with our client enough for the time being.
Payne: T-Toyed? I assure you, no one is more serious about...
Kristoph: What was it you said?
Kristoph: The defendant was "in the room the very moment that the crime occurred".
Kristoph: How can you possibly know this?
Judge: That's a good question! How indeed!
Kristoph: The answer is simple, Your Honor. The prosecution has a decisive witness.
Payne: Hee hee hee. You're as good as they say you are.
Kristoph: Everything up till now has been a warm-up, Justice.
Kristoph: Are you ready?
Judge: Very well. The prosecution may call its first witness to the stand!
+Olga
Payne: The witness will state her name and profession.
Judge: H-Hold on just a moment!
Judge: Where's the witness?
Payne: I surmise that she has been frightened by the defense's demonic-looking horns.
Judge: Have no fear! If any horns point in your direction this court will cut them off.
Olga: ... You... are sure?
Judge: I swear it on my gavel! Please, come out.
Apollo: Isn't violence against hair a crime, Your Honor?
Olga: Well, if you are sure it is OK...
Judge: Ahem. Now, the prosecution...
Judge: W-W-Wait a minute!
Judge: Would the prosecution care to explain the witness's... erm... paraphernalia?
Payne: Er... yes.
Payne: She is a professional, Your Honor. Those are merely the tools of her trade.
Judge: And that would be...?
Olga: My name... is Olga Orly.
Olga: I am employed as waitress in Borscht Bowl Club restaurant.
Judge: Then... why the camera?
Olga: Of course, it is my pride to serve borscht that is naming restaurant.
Olga: But I also perform ** how it is said? Other service.
Judge: I take it one of these other services is taking the customers' pictures?
Olga: Dah, dah. Like, for example... this one.
Judge: Th-That's... the defendant!?
Payne: Indeed. On the night of the murder.
Olga: Man in white hat... is one who has gone kaput.
Judge: Indeed... That is the victim.
Judge: Order! Order!
Judge: This is quite a piece of evidence to casually drop into our laps!
Olga: It is same way as I drop cold bowls of borscht on laps of customers... casually.
Judge: Hmm... Then the court will casually accept this new evidence.
** Olga's Photo added to the Court Record **
Payne: Now, witness. Where were you at the time of the murder?
Olga: I was in room. The Hydeout, we call it.
Apollo: Excuse me? The Hydeout?
Olga: It is room where famous gangster "Badgai" was arrested.
Olga: Is room where murder took place.
Apollo: Whaaaaat!?
Olga: Your look of utter surprise... It is lovely.
Olga: I will post by courtroom door later for you!
Olga: Dah, dah, photos will be numbered, and you will write which ones you want copy of.
Judge: Very well, Witness!
Judge: You will testify to the court about that night's events!
** Witness Testimony **
** That Fateful Night **
Olga: >That night, customer asked me to deal cards for game.
Olga: >It was cold... Both players played with hats on, dah.
Olga: >The victim, he plays whole time with his hand on locket at his neck.
Olga: >Then, last hand is done! But something terrible has happened, dah!
Olga: >That man flew at victim, and is strangling him to death!
Judge: Hmm...
Judge: Incidentally, who won the game?
Payne: Isn't it obvious? The winner was the victim... Mr. Smith!
Apollo: *OBJECTION!*
Apollo: That's ridiculous! Um, because...
Apollo: Because Mr. Wright can't lose!
Kristoph: Ahem. Justice?
Kristoph: Maybe you can come up with a more legitimate objection?
Apollo: But! He hadn't lost in seven years!
Payne: Take it from me kid. It happens.
Payne: I didn't lose a case my first seven years as prosecutor, either.
Payne: Incidentally. I have some evidence here.
Payne: These are the poker chips as they lay the very moment of the crime.
Payne: The hand and chips on this side belong to the defendant, Mr. Wright.
Payne: Those on the far side belonged to the victim, Mr. Smith.
Judge: Chips... you say?
Payne: Dah. I mean yes! Imagine that poker is war...
Payne: Your hand is your army, and the chips are the spoils.
Judge: I-I know that. After all, in my youth I was known as...
Judge: ...the "Poker Head of Courtroom No. 3"!
Judge: Hmm... Looking at this picture...
Judge: ...it does seem that most of the chips are on the victim's side of the table.
** Chip Photo added to the Court Record. **
Judge: Very well. The defense may cross-examine the witness.
** Cross-Examination **
** That Fateful Night **
Olga: >That night, customer asked me to deal cards for game.
Apollo: *HOLD IT!*
Apollo: You were dealing cards... Do you do this often?
Olga: Dah, I am doing this.
Olga: If customer wishes it, I serve anything. Borscht, cards, more borscht...
Olga: It is my work.
Judge: It's good to hear of a place that hasn't forgotten the meaning of service!
Olga: Welcome you to Borscht Bowl Club, where borscht is as warm as the waitresses!
Apollo: Thank you for NOT handing out flyers during the cross- examination.
Olga: >It was cold... Both players played with hats on, dah.
Apollo: *HOLD IT!*
Apollo: It's already April. How could it be cold?
Olga: At Borscht Bowl Club we have pride on authentic rustic Russian restaurant theme.
Olga: Outside it is city in Spring, but inside it is always as cold as Mother Russia!
Olga: When it comes to hot borscht, cold is best seasoning, dah?
Olga: >The victim, he plays whole time with his hand on locket at his neck.
Apollo: *HOLD IT!*
Apollo: His "locket"...?
Olga: I believe it was good-luck charm, dah?
Olga: He gripped it many times as he played that night.
Judge: Yes, he must have felt as though it might carry him to the moon and the stars!
Judge: Though if it were small enough to fit around his neck, it wouldn't have much lift...
Apollo: Um... The defense would like a clarification: this is a locket we're talking about?
Apollo: I mean, a pendant with a picture in it, right? Not a "rocket"?
Judge: Of course! I knew that!
Judge: It was probably a pendant shaped like a rocket. That's why she called it that.
Apollo: No, a locket's a locket! It doesn't matter what shape it is
Kristoph: It's considered bad form to poke fun at the hard-of- hearing in our society.
Payne: So, what happened next?
Olga: >Then, last hand is done! But something terrible has happened, dah!
Apollo: *HOLD IT!*
Apollo: Something terrible!?!?
Olga: Eeeeeeeeeeeek!
Judge: The defense will refrain from needless shouting!
Apollo: Er, sorry.
Payne: Now, Ms. Orly, can you tell us what happened?
Olga: Oh, I was so frightened! Dah, I trembled with fear!
Olga: >That man flew at victim, and is strangling him to death!
Apollo: *HOLD IT!*
Apollo: But the defendant would never do such a thing!
Olga: Eeeeeeeek!
Judge: Well now, I can't say I've ever heard the defense try this tactic.
Kristoph: If possible... Please... Refrain from embarrassing me.
Judge: Still... Why would anyone do something like this over a game of poker?
Olga: Perhaps it is because defendant has lost game?
Payne: Yes! A crushing defeat for a man undefeated!
Payne: So it always is with men like him. Winners make sore losers. Oh, how the mighty fall!
Apollo: Oh really? "Strangled", you say? That's odd.
Olga: Dah, normal customers only choke on borscht.
Apollo: No, I mean this report shows that the victim died of a blow to the head!
Olga: Aaack!
Apollo: Ms. Orly! Really now... Did you witness the crime!?
Olga: Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeek!
Judge: Hmm...
Judge: Looking at the picture, it doesn't seem like he was hit.
Judge: He's still wearing his hat and everything.
Payne: Yet, it is a fact that he was hit, Your Honor.
Payne: Here's a photo we took of the victim with his hat off during our investigation.
Judge: Well, that's quite shocking, isn't it?
Judge: This head certainly was hit.
** Crime Photo 2 added to the Court Record **
Olga: B-But...! I have seen it happen!
Olga: The defendant, he lunge at victim, his neck...
Kristoph: ...Justice.
Kristoph: I admire your enthusiasm, but perhaps you should think this through once more.
Apollo: Wh- What do you mean? I found a contradiction!
Kristoph: There's one thing in her testimony that... troubles me.
Judge: Very well.
Judge: It seems we should continue the cross-examination.
Kristoph: There's such a thing as thinking aloud too much, too.
Kristoph: Go ahead. I believe you know what it is you need to do.
Apollo: Right, sir! Leave it to me!
Judge: Mr. Justice, would you care to explain what it is you're thinking so intensely about?
Apollo: Recall the testimony, Your Honor...
Apollo: The victim played with "his hand on locket at his neck", I believe she said?
Payne: I hope you aren't about to raise an objection to the witness's grammar!
Apollo: No, but look at this photograph.
Apollo: Do you see a locket on the victim's neck?
Kristoph: Well done, Justice. I'm impressed.
Kristoph: I knew you'd be able to handle this.
Apollo: B-But what does it mean?
Judge: If we are to believe this witness's testimony as-is...
Judge: Then the locket "disappeared" following the victim's death.
Apollo: Lockets don't just "disappear", Your Honor!
Kristoph: It's quite simple when you think about it.
Kristoph: If the locket is gone, someone must have taken it off, no?
Apollo: Taken it off... Wait, you dont mean...!
Kristoph: The defendant wasn't strangling the victim at all.
Kristoph: He was taking off his locket! ...Wouldn't that explain it?
Judge: Ah...!
Payne: Urk...?
Judge: D-Defendant! What do you have to say to this?
Phoenix: ...
Judge: ... Say.
Phoenix: Yes?
Judge: I just noticed this, but...
Judge: You have something hanging around your neck, don't you.
Phoenix: Oh? You mean this?
Phoenix: Yes, it's a locket... with a photograph inside.
Phoenix: A photo... of my daughter.
Apollo: C-Come again?
Judge: Mr. Wright! You have a daughter!?
Payne: We confirmed it at the time of the arrest.
Payne: The picture in the locket is indeed Mr. Wright's daughter.
Phoenix: ...
Judge: Well now, if the results of this poker game led to the murder...
Judge: Perhaps we should hear a bit more about the outcome of the game?
Payne: Further testimony won't really be necessary.
Payne: It's clear the defendant lost. Badly.
Olga: ...
Judge: Ms. Orly!
Judge: You will testify to the court about the game played between the victim and the defendant!
Olga: D-Dah...
** Witness Testimony **
** Serious Competition **
Olga: >The game began with 3,500 point in chips for each man.
Olga: >House chips come in two size: small and large.
Olga: >The one who was winning... dah, it was victim!
Olga: >For last hand, defendant play with all chips on table and lose.
Olga: >The moment loss was decided, defendant grabs bottle from table and...
Judge: Indeed... Looking at this picture...
Judge: It does seem to be a one-sided game.
Payne: As the court knows, poker was the defendant's life!
Payne: Failure must have been a bitter pill to swallow!
Judge: Ah, how many times have I heard these words:
Judge: "I done it in a fit of anger, Yer Honor, and now I regret what I done".
Judge: ...A common tale, but true.
** Cross-Examination **
** Serious Competition **
Olga: >The game began with 3,500 point in chips for each man.
Apollo: *HOLD IT!*
Apollo: Are those the usual starting points? Were any special rules used...?
Olga: No, not special. Usual game, usual rules.
Judge: If each man began with 3,500 points, then the total would be...
Judge: Um... Exactly six, no, 7,000 points!
Kristoph: ...
Olga: >House chips come in two size: small and large.
Apollo: *HOLD IT!*
Apollo: Are the chips in this photo all the chips that were used?
Olga: Da... Dah! Of course.
Apollo: ...?
Apollo: Maybe you could explain a bit about these "chips"?
Olga: E-Explain? What is there to be explained?
Payne: *OBJECTION!*
Payne: Poker chips are poker chips.
Payne: They're not fish and chips, not a chip off the old block, not a motorcycle cop, not a...
Apollo: ...Thanks.
Apollo: What are these chips worth? Are they in dollars? Or rubles, even?
Olga: ...Nyet. As I have been saying before, it was game, not gambling.
Olga: Hard perhaps for capitalist to understand.
Olga: Two types of chip: 100 points chip and 1,000 points chip.
Olga: It is not money, dah.
Kristoph: ...Justice.
Apollo: Sir!
Kristoph: Don't you find her comment... interesting?
Apollo: In more ways than one, sir.
Kristoph: I'd have it added to her testimony, myself.
Judge: Well? Does the defense want the witness to add to her testimony?
Apollo: Yes, I do think this deserves further scrutiny.
Apollo: Add it to the testimony!
Judge: Very well. Witness, if you would be so kind?
Olga: D-Dah, Your Honor.
Olga: >One kind of chip is worth 100 points, other kind is worth 1,000. Two kinds in all.
Apollo: *HOLD IT!*
Judge: ...Mr. Justice?
Judge: Do the court a favor and think of what you want to say before raising your hand.
Judge: We are not in kindergarten.
Apollo: Ack! Sorry! I'm fine!
Apollo: Um... The two types of chips...
Olga: Dah...?
Apollo: Um. The small ones are 100, and the big ones 1,000...
Apollo: Uh? Right? Right. Of course.
Payne: Hah! Don't waste our time!
Apollo: *sigh*
Apollo: ...
Judge: Is that all?
Apollo: Um... Yeah. *gulp*
Kristoph: Oh, Justice?
Kristoph: Please try not to embarrass me like that.
Apollo: Huh? Who? Me!?
Kristoph: There's a clear contradiction in the information you have in your hands.
Kristoph: It's a simple matter of calculation. Go on, try it.
Kristoph: We're not in kindergarten, after all.
Olga: >The one who was winning... dah, it was victim!
Apollo: *HOLD IT!*
Apollo: You're telling me that Mr. Wright, undefeated for seven whole years, was losing?
Olga: Dah. It must have been most unlucky day for him.
Olga: I am glad I did not take other picture of him. It would break camera, certainly.
Olga: The chips, they went always to victim's side of table.
Payne: So you're telling us it was a one-sided game?
Olga: Dah. One-sided, and...
Olga: >For last hand, defendant play with all chips on table and lose.
Apollo: *HOLD IT!*
Apollo: "Last hand"?
Olga: It was largest points of any hand.
Olga: The defendant's hand, it was excellent.
Olga: He try to use it to take victory from behind.
Judge: It appears that both the defendant and the victim's hands are in this picture.
Judge: That is truly an excellent hand. However, so is the victim's...
Olga: One with highest number wins, so defendant loses.
Payne: The victim, Mr. Smith, had a stronger hand than the defendant and crushed him.
Payne: I believe that explains what occurred next.
Olga: Once cards laid down on table, it happened...
Olga: >The moment loss was decided, defendant grabs bottle from table and...
Apollo: *HOLD IT!*
Apollo: And...? What happened next!?
Olga: ...Even to think of it now, I shake and tremble, dah!
Olga: I did not believe such thing would happen!
Apollo: What "such thing"!?
Olga: Please, you must believe! I had no idea...
Olga: How could such thing occur!?
Apollo: What "such thing"!?
Olga: ...Ny-Nyet! ...Nyet, nyet, nyet!
Olga: The defendant had been hitting v-victim!!!
Olga: Dah, I saw it all happen, right before me...
Olga: I saw bottle coming down on victim's head!
Payne: Decisive, isn't it, Your Honor?
Payne: My witness saw the very moment of the crime!
Judge: Hmm...
Kristoph: Remember, your first goal is to gather information!
Apollo: Yes, sir!
Olga: >For last hand, defendant play with all chips on table and lose.
Apollo: *OBJECTION!*
Apollo: You're sure it was the victim who won?
Apollo: Absolutely sure?
Olga: ...!
Payne: *OBJECTION!*
Payne: It seems our new attorney is a bit confused...
Payne: A glance at the picture is enough to tell you who won! If you're not in kindergarten.
Judge: Um... Just for safety's sake, could you explain the problem to the court?
Apollo: Of course, Your Honor.
Apollo: In this photo I see small chips and I see large chips.
Apollo: Tell me.. which were worth 1,000 points?
Payne: Why, the big ones of course! Duh!
Apollo: Oh, I thought so too... but then the totals don't add up.
Payne: Th-The totals...?
Apollo: Let's review what the witness told us:
Apollo: Each man started with 3,500 points in chips.
Apollo: And the combined total value of the chips was 7,000 points.
Judge: Yes... if my calculations are correct! Let's see, three plus one, carry the five...
Apollo: Um, they are, Your Honor. Now!
Apollo: Look at this photo that allegedly shows all the chips.
Apollo: If the big chips are worth 1,000 points, and the small chips are worth 100...
Apollo: And you add them up...
Payne: How much is it!?
Apollo: ...10,600 points. The chips don't add up!
Apollo: This clearly contradicts the witness's testimony!
Payne: B-But why!? How could this be!?
Kristoph: Exactly... Justice.
Kristoph: Now that you know the "what", you must determine the "why".
Apollo: Each man began the game with 3,500 points.
Apollo: If all the chips are indeed shown in this photograph...
Apollo: Then there can be only one answer.
Judge: Well, what is it?
Apollo: The value of the chips... was the other way around!
Payne: Wh-What!?
Apollo: Want to know what I think?
Apollo: The small chips were worth 1,000 points, not the big ones!
Payne: Madness! Utter madness!
Judge: Show me that photograph of the chips again!
Judge: ...There are six small chips, and ten large chips...
Judge: Why, that does make 7,000 points when you add them up!
Kristoph: Excellent work, Justice.
Kristoph: It's almost as though you figured it out by yourself.
Apollo: Well... I'm just glad I was the one who said it.
Payne: *OBJECTION!*
Payne: B-But wait!
Payne: The value of the chips may be different, but that changes nothing!!!
Judge: Indeed.. The victim did have the larger number of chips still.
Judge: ... Ah!
Apollo: ...Exactly.
Apollo: If the small chips are 1,000 points, and the large chips are 100...
Apollo: Let's do a little math. Add up the points for each side of the table!
Payne: Ah... Auuuuuuuuuuuuugh!
Judge: The victim, Mr. Smith, had 2,900 points, and the defendant had...
Judge: 4,100 points!
Apollo: Well now...
Apollo: It seems that Mr. Wright was winning that night after all!
Payne: That's... impossible!
Apollo: My client had even less reason to kill the victim!
Apollo: After all... he was winning!
Payne: Yeeeaaaargh!
Apollo: Now... Ms. Orly.
Apollo: You must have known the true value of the chips.
Apollo: Since you were there at the scene of the crime... weren't you?
Olga: Ah... Eeeeeeeeeek!
Judge: Order! Order!!!
Judge: It appears our defendant has lost his "motive".
Judge: And Mr. Wright's supposed defeat... never happened.
Payne: Nnn... nunngk!
Judge: We must now ask ourselves whether we can trust the witness's testimony at--
Olga: *HOLD IT!*
Judge: E-Excuse me? What is it, Ms. Orly?
Olga: I... I did not want to be saying this, but...
Olga: Actually, you see, erm...
Payne: See what, Ms. Orly!? What do we see!?
Olga: In the last hand, there was cheat!
Payne: A ch-cheat? You... You don't mean...
Payne: ...a trick!?
Judge: Wait, or do you mean...
Judge: ..a scam!?
Olga: Yes, there was cheat in last hand...
Olga: That is why game ends with chips as they are!
Kristoph: Well, this case certainly has taken a turn...
Kristoph: ...for the interesting!
Judge: Witness! You will please testify to the court!
Judge: Tell us about this cheating in the final hand!
** Witness Testimony **
** The Final Hand **
Olga: >The last hand... both men had "full house".
Olga: >There is four of each card in deck, from ace to king.
Olga: >If you look at both men's hands, cheat is more obvious!
Olga: >The next moment, game becomes argument, dah! The defendant's trick was exposed!
Olga: >He took bottle in his hand... Poor Mr. Smith!
Apollo: Ms. Orly!
Apollo: Why did you not tell the court about this from the very beginning!?
Olga: ...
Judge: Hmm...
Judge: A full house is a very high-scoring hand.
Judge: Not easy to make, in my experience.
Payne: That alone is enough to suspect less-than-scrupulous tactics.
Apollo: Um... Mr. Gavin?
Apollo: What's a full house?
Payne: Lawyers these days... You don't know your poker?
Judge: I can't say this bodes well for your case... or career.
Kristoph: ...Justice.
Kristoph: You know the terms "one pair", "two pair", and "three of a kind", yes?
Apollo: Uh, yeah! No problem!
Apollo: Two cards with the same number makes a pair, and three makes a three of a kind!
Kristoph: Good. Now picture a hand with one pair, and one three of a kind.
Kristoph: That's a full house.
Payne: You can see each player's hand in this photo.
Payne: We forget, there's an easy way to make a full house... and go undefeated for seven years.
Payne: You cheat.
Judge: Ahem. The defense may cross-examine the witness.
** Cross-Examination **
** The Final Hand **
Olga: >The last hand... both men had "full house".
Apollo: *HOLD IT!*
Apollo: Just how hard is it to make a full house, anyway?
Olga: It is quite hard, dah.
Olga: It is making a pair and a three of kind at same time!
Apollo: ...
Apollo: I guess that's right.
Judge: Very difficult, to be sure.
Judge: You can take my word as the "Poker Head of Courtroom No. 3"!
Olga: Very difficult, dah. But is not impossible.
Olga: >There is four of each card in deck, from ace to king.
Apollo: *HOLD IT!*
Apollo: Four of each card, you say?
Olga: Dah. There is one spade, one diamond, one heart, and one club for each card.
Olga: It is interesting fact that this number "four" comes from number of seasons!
Apollo: Huh, you don't say.
Judge: Ah, and did you know that the cards are numbered 1-13?
Judge: Add all the cards in a deck and you get 364... a year!
Apollo: Huh, you don't say.
Payne: That's why each deck has two jokers.
Payne: They say the second joker stands for the leap year.
Payne: Thus you have a perfect representation of the year... all in a deck of cards!
Apollo: Huh, you don't say.
Olga: >If you look at both men's hands, cheat is more obvious!
Apollo: *HOLD IT!*
Apollo: How was it "clear"?
Olga: Dah, well... the defendant...
Olga: ...he played a fifth ace!
Apollo: A f-fifth ace!?
Olga: I still remember both hands very well.
Olga: Mr. Smith's hand has three aces...
Olga: ...and Mr. Wright's two.
Payne: Obviously, cheating was afoot! Or perhaps I should say... a hand!
Kristoph: Your Honor... perhaps this can be added to the testimony? Without Mr. Payne's joke.
Judge: Very well. The witness will add this detail to her testimony, please.
Olga: >Mr. Smith's hand has three aces, and Mr. Wright's two. ...It is five aces in all.
Apollo: *HOLD IT!*
Apollo: A fifth ace...?
Olga: Dah! It should not exist, no?
Olga: I still remember both hands very well.
Olga: Mr. Smith's hand has three aces...
Olga: ...and Mr. Wright's two.
Judge: Well, where did this card come from then?
Payne: ...Perhaps we should ask the defendant that very question!
Payne: Adding cards to a deck is no less serious a taboo than...
Payne: Than forging evidence in a court of law!
Apollo: Nnnk...!
Kristoph: Now... Perhaps it's time for you to say something, Justice?
Apollo: You bet! I've no intention of staying quiet! Not me! No sir!
Olga: >The next moment, game becomes argument, dah! The defendant's trick was exposed!
Apollo: *HOLD IT!*
Apollo: Do you recall what the men were arguing about?
Olga: Dah, I believe so...
Olga: The victim, he shouts, "you are cheater!" and then...
Olga: ...the defendant shouts something like, "I have objection!"
Payne: Shouting objection, eh? Old habits are hard to break!
Payne: First he bluffed his way through the courtroom, now he bluffs his way through life!
Apollo: *OBJECTION!*
Apollo: However! Mr. Wright lost the hand!
Apollo: That seems to cast the shadow of doubt on Mr. Smith!
Olga: Humiliation from losing even when cheating...
Olga: That is what set fire to defendant's heart!
Judge: So what did the flaming defendant do next?
Olga: >He took bottle in his hand... Poor Mr. Smith!
Apollo: *HOLD IT!*
Apollo: By bottle, are you referring to... this?
Olga: ...Dah. The defendant uses this bottle to... to... *sob*
Payne: This behavior is an admission of cheating by the defendant.
Judge: Hmm... But why use a grape juice bottle?
Payne: You'd be surprised at what can be used as a weapon.
Olga: This juice is recommended drink of Borscht Bowl Club, dah.
Olga: This year's vintage is remarkable for its hefty flavor.
Kristoph: Justice... Notice anything odd?
Kristoph: Her testimony keeps changing. Now she says the defendant cheated.
Apollo: Actually, yes! I had noticed that!
Kristoph: Let's get the truth about this "cheating" first, shall we?
Apollo: Right! Leave it to me!
Olga: >Mr. Smith's hand has three aces, and Mr. Wright's two. ...It is five aces in all.
Apollo: *OBJECTION!*
Apollo: It appears the witness is mistaken...
Olga: Miss... Taken? But my name...
Apollo: Look, this piece of evidence clearly contradicts what you said in your testimony!
Judge: That's... the photo of the chips, is it not?
Kristoph: Justice.
Kristoph: Perhaps you ought to explain your point in a way that the judge can comprehend...
Kristoph: In other words, use your finger to "point" out your point!
Judge: Yes... Please point out the contradiction in this photo.
Judge: What particular "point" contradicts the witness's testimony?
Apollo: *TAKE THAT!*
Apollo: Ms. Orly, in your testimony, you made the following claim:
Apollo: "Mr. Smith's hand has three aces"...
Apollo: But as you can clearly see, the victim's hand only held two aces!
Olga: Eeeeeeeek!
Payne: *OBJECTION!*
Payne: Well... Well maybe the witness was simply confused!
Payne: Perhaps it was the defendant's hand that held the third ace in question...
Apollo: *OBJECTION!*
Apollo: Take another look at the evidence!
Apollo: As you can see, the defendant also had two aces in his hand.
Apollo: Where's this fifth ace?
Apollo: I see cheating alright, and it's going on right here in this courtroom!
Judge: Two aces in each player's hand does make four aces total.
Judge: Hardly proof of cheating...
Olga: Wait! Please!
Olga: It is true... I have seen it! The fifth ace!
Olga: There was cheating, I swear to you.
Kristoph: You're right to trust your instincts...
Apollo: Mr. Gavin?
Kristoph: Who knows what lies in store for us in the trial ahead...
Kristoph: Your Honor, if I may. I have a suggestion...
Judge: What might that be, Mr. Gavin?
Kristoph: If you don't mind...
Kristoph: ...perhaps we might examine the actual cards?
Judge: The cards...?
Kristoph: Mr. Payne.
Payne: Urk. Yes?
Kristoph: The players' hands that night were set aside as evidence, were they not?
Kristoph: The defense would like to request that the cards be shown to the court.
Judge: Very well, the prosecution will submit this evidence!
Judge: Which will you examine?
Judge: The victim's cards... or the defendant's cards?
Apollo: The defense requests time to examine Mr. Smith's cards.
Judge: Very well. Mr. Payne, if you would...
Payne: ...Very well.
** Received evidence: Victim's Hand. **
Apollo: Your Honor! Look at this! One of the victim's cards...
Apollo: The back is a different color!
Payne: Eh...? Ehhhhhh!?
Olga: Th-That's impossible!
Olga: But I put that card in Wright's hand...
Olga: Ack!
Kristoph: ...What was that, Ms. Orly?
Olga: No... Ny-Nyet! Er, I merely said, eh... Dah, I have, eek!
Kristoph: Your Honor?
Judge: M-Mr. Gavin, yes?
Kristoph: Tell me, what is the easiest way to cheat at poker?
Judge: To... cheat?
Kristoph: I'll tell you.
Kristoph: One merely needs a friend, a "comrade", shall we say...
Kristoph: The dealer!
Judge: Ah... Ah!
Apollo: Wait, so you mean...
Apollo: This witness... Ms. Orly...
Kristoph: She's the cheater. A professional, I'd wager.
Olga: Nyeeeeeeaaaaargh!
Judge: Order! Order!!!
Apollo: Your Honor!
Apollo: Please recall the testimony we just heard!
Olga: Th-That's impossible!
Olga: But I put that card in Wright's hand...
Apollo: ...Ergo! Ms. Olga Orly conspired to cheat, not with my client...
Apollo: ...but with the victim, Mr. Shadi Smith!
Olga: Ooooooogh!
Apollo: Not only did she cheat, she cheated poorly!
Apollo: Therefore! It's not hard to imagine an altercation between her and the victim...
Payne: Whaaaaaaaaaaaat!?
Judge: Wait, you don't mean...
Judge: The defense isn't accusing the witness, Ms. Olga Orly... are you?
Apollo: ...I am!
Apollo: The defense accuses the witness, Ms. Olga Orly, of murder!
Olga: Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeek!
-Olga
Judge: ...Mr. Payne. Where is your witness, Ms. Olga Orly?
Payne: Erm, it appears she has lost, eh, consciousness, Your Honor.
Judge: Hmm... Mr. Justice?
Apollo: Your Honor!
Judge: It seems you've presented a new possibility to the court.
Judge: One suggesting a connection between the witness and the victim, Mr. Smith.
Apollo: And that means...!?
Judge: The court cannot pronounce a verdict for the defendant at this time!
Payne: Nnk...! What!?
Judge: I see no point in prolonging the trial this day.
Judge: The prosecution will need to make further inquiries...
Phoenix: *OBJECTION!*
Apollo: M-Mr. Wright...
Phoenix: ...You can't end the trial here, Your Honor.
Phoenix: Not yet.
Payne: What nonsense is the defendant spewing now!?
Phoenix: Think. One of the cards had a different colored back.
Phoenix: Don't you wonder what it means?
Payne: *OBJECTION!*
Payne: Wh-What are you doing, Mr. Wright!?
Payne: Raising objections right when you're about to get off the hook!? Ridiculous!
Judge: Mr. Payne, you of all people should know...
Judge: Mr. Wright has a talent...
Judge: for the ridiculous!
Judge: Perhaps we should get to the bottom of things.
Judge: Let's clear up the facts about the game that fateful night.
Phoenix: As was said before...
Phoenix: We alternated between two decks of cards that night.
Payne: That was said before!
Phoenix: The two decks at the club have different colored backs: Blue... and red.
Phoenix: One color per deck.
Apollo: Why use different colored backs?
Phoenix: If we used the same color, the two decks might get mixed.
Phoenix: We used the red deck for the last game.
Judge: Hmm... I see. But... that's odd.
Judge: For some reason... I have this impression that you were using the blue cards!
Payne: Whatever. In the end one card of the wrong color got into the mix...
Payne: Which means there was cheating.
Phoenix: Yes, a card slipped into the deck would seem to indicate cheating...
Phoenix: Yet... this card raises two serious questions.
Phoenix: ...Apollo?
Apollo: Y-Yes?
Phoenix: Let's consider the first question, shall we?
Phoenix: Think. In the last game... when was the card swapped?
Phoenix: There are three broad possibilities here.
Phoenix: It could have been swapped before the murder, during the murder...
Phoenix: or after the murder.
Payne: Well, yeah! Thanks for the news bulletin, Mr. Wright!
Payne: Of course it was swapp--
Phoenix: Oh?
Phoenix: It might be as simple as you think, Mr. Payne. Or it might not be.
Payne: Nnnk!
Phoenix: I'd like to hear what Apollo thinks first...
Phoenix: When do you think the cards were swapped?
Apollo: Perhaps it happened... after the murder?
Payne: *OBJECTION!*
Payne: Wh-What's that? Ridiculous!
Payne: What's the point of cheating after the hands have been shown? That's silly!
Apollo: *OBJECTION!*
Apollo: Yes! But tell me...
Apollo: How do you swap cards during the game!? I'll take "silly" over "impossible".
Payne: *OBJECTION!*
Payne: Take it from me, son. There's a lot of silly in this world, but very little impossible.
Apollo: Oh? Even when the backs of the cards are a different color!?
Apollo: If you pulled that during the game, you'd be caught in no time!
Judge: Ah...
Phoenix: Quite true.
Phoenix: That would mean that the blue card in question..
Phoenix: ...was swapped after the hands were shown, after the murder!
Payne: *OBJECTION!*
Payne: OK, this is going past silly and straight on to crazy.
Payne: I ask again: what's the point of cheating after the game's over!?
Payne: Who would do that!?
Phoenix: Who indeed. That's one of the mysteries before us.
Judge: Th-There's another?
Phoenix: Yes. A simple, yet decisive question must be asked:
Phoenix: Who swapped the red card for a blue card?
Apollo: Wh-Who?
Kristoph: The game, and murder, is done. The victim is dead.
Kristoph: Only two remain in the room. Alive, that is.
Kristoph: The defendant, Phoenix Wright, and our witness, Olga Orly.
Apollo: The one who swapped the cards wasn't Mr. Wright, of course.
Apollo: And, well, it doesn't seem like it could have been Olga Orly, either...
Judge: Wh- What are you suggesting!?
Kristoph: That's hardly a logical conclusion, I'll admit.
Kristoph: As the defense, I think it only makes sense for you to name Ms. Orly at this point.
Apollo: Yes, yes, I know!
Apollo: But... But she was the one who dealt the cards, right?
Apollo: I... I just can't believe she would make the mistake of swapping the wrong color card!
Judge: And if the card was swapped during the game, it'd be obvious...
Phoenix: Heh. Heh heh heh heh.
Judge: Something you'd like to share with the court, Mr. Wright?
Phoenix: Oh, my apologies, Your Honor. I was just thinking how much fun all this is.
Payne: *OBJECTION!*
Payne: Fun!? How about confusing!? I've no idea what the defense is claiming, Your Honor.
Payne: If the one who swapped the card wasn't the defendant, and it wasn't Ms. Orly...
Payne: Then who was it!?
Apollo: Er, yeah, well, that is the question, isn't it?
Phoenix: Precisely.
Apollo: Huh?
Phoenix: I believe we're about to see this case take... a new direction.
Judge: A new direction?
Phoenix: We'll find that, indeed, after the murder...
Phoenix: ...someone swapped one of the cards in the victim's hand.
Phoenix: And that someone made two critical mistakes.
Kristoph: I'm sure you're going to tell us that the first was swapping the wrong color card.
Phoenix: Because the one who did the swap didn't know two colors of cards were being used.
Phoenix: The other mistake... was the number on the card.
Apollo: Right... The person replaced the fifth ace with a king.
Phoenix: I'm sure whoever swapped it wasn't expecting there to be a fifth ace, after all.
Phoenix: All they knew was that hte game had been won with a full house.
Phoenix: So they picked up a king from the table, and swapped it in.
Payne: *OBJECTION!*
Payne: B-But! There's one problem...
Payne: According to our case record this person doesn't exist!!!
Phoenix: True, not until now. But you have to admit the possibility of a fourth person.
Phoenix: Though it's more than a possibility.
Phoenix: There was someone else there that night at the scene of the crime.
Payne: Wh-Whaaaaaaaaaat!?
Kristoph: I believe the judge spoke truthfully earlier.
Kristoph: You do make trials... ridiculous, Mr. Wright.
Judge: This trial has proceeded on one central assumption:
Judge: namely, that, at the time of the incident, there were only three people in that room.
Phoenix: I believe this new evidence, shall we say... overturns that assumption?
Judge: The problem is that you chose to conceal this information from the court!
Phoenix: ...I suppose that is a problem, yes.
Judge: Court is adjourned for a brief recess!
Judge: Mr. Gavin, I'll see you in my chambers during this recess.
Kristoph: ...Certainly, Your Honor.
Judge: Very well! The trial will resume in five minutes!
PAUSE ** Court is now in recess for 5 minutes **
PLAY ** Court will reconvene in a minute **
Judge: Court will now reconvene.
Judge: Has our witness, Ms. Olga Orly, recovered?
Payne: Y-Yes, Your Honor! Er, well, she's regained consciousness.
Kristoph: Perhaps we can hear her version of the events again?
Payne: That's the thing... You see, she's quite fatigued.
Judge: You're looking a bit fatigued yourself, Mr. Payne.
Kristoph: Sadly, fatigue is insufficient grounds for refusing to testify... or prosecute.
Kristoph: The defense would like to request that Ms. Orly take the stand.
+Olga
Judge: Very well. The witness will take the stand!
Kristoph: Perhaps you could repeat your name and profession?
Olga: ...
Kristoph: Or perhaps you'd rather admit that you're a poor liar, and a poorer loser.
Olga: Ny-Ny-Nye-! ... Not.