Today, at 9:58 pm Geteldova Standard Time,
the Federation government held a press conference
to announce its plan to drop a photon annihilation bomb
Here is your meal. to announce its plan to drop a photon annihilation bomb
in an effort to quell the Graceland Liberation Forces.
Use of the photon annihilation bomb is prohibited under the Baltic Pact,
and pundits are voicing their criticisms one after another.
Inspector!
Inspector Angelica!
I've been waiting for you!
Are you with the Sandvil police?
Yes, ma'am. I'm Chelsea.
Chelsea Moore...
I'm Angelica Burns.
Is this your first time on Sandvil?
Yeah...
Is there a particular reason a federal investigator like you
would come all the way out to a remote planet like this?
Well, there's some minor business I need to attend to.
Minor business, huh?
Yup, minor business.
Oh, that's a insect repeller.
A insect repeller?
Yes!
The history of pioneering on planet Sandvil is...
Uh, well...
Ah! If one were to characterize the history of pioneering on Sandvil
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as a constant struggle against the insects,
this would be no ex... exagger-ay-teeon.
However, in G.C. 1837,
when it was con... formed that the insects in fact move about by relying on their sense of hearing,
rather than depending on sight,
a device that emits high frequency waves that repel the insects was...
Now, they're this planet's sole tourist attraction.
So I see.
Episode 1 Prison Break
Huh?
Uh... "Seeking entry for what ree, ree-ah..."
"Reason."
Ah! Reason!
Inspector Angelica, I presume? Ah! Reason!
Inspector Angelica, I presume?
Welcome to Sandvil Penitentiary.
I am the warden, Frank Duston.
Hello.
Now, what exactly is your reason for visiting today?
Mind if I have a look inside your suitcase?
Wow...
Why, this is... Inspector!
What do you think you're...
The Federation...
President?
Official approval?
Who in the world is that woman?
Well, I told you she's Angelica Burns, a federal investigator...
I know that much!
Well, I certainly don't know any more than that!
The higher-ups just told me to bring her here and be as polite as possible.
With documentation like that,
I can't possibly see her as being a mere federal investigator.
Oh, oh!
Here's what I'm thinking:
I'll bet...
She's been given some top secret mission.
Top secret? What kind of mission?
That would be...
Well, that's like...
Top secret!
Have you accomplished what you came here for?
I'd like to request your cooperation.
Permission to carry small arms on the premises, unrestricted access to our internal computers,
printouts of prisoner profiles...
Is there anything else I can do for you?
There's a certain man I am looking for.
A man?
And is he a prisoner at my penitentiary?
Actually, I still don't know whether he is or not.
Huh?!
John Smith, Frederick Gondorf, Ray Moschin...
Do you recognize any of those names?
I'm afraid not.
I do!
John Smith:
In G.C. 2030, on the planet Duran in the Geteldova system, police got the jump on him
and raided the location where he was going to carry out a narcotics transaction.
Roughly 200,000 space dollars were recovered from the Criminal Guild!
That is correct.
If there's one thing I've got some confidence in, it's my memory.
So what does that matter?
If it's a fugitive at large you're after, then go to the police, not the prison!
They are aliases. If it's a fugitive at large you're after, then go to the police, not the prison!
They are aliases.
Huh?
Some others are Richard Phillips, Jonathan Cliche, and Steven Foreman.
His assumed names number as many as the stars in the sky, though they all point to a single man.
His nickname is "Mister."
Mister?
It's a name the Coyotes call him out of respect.
Last night, I received an anonymous phone call.
I was told that Mister would show up here at Sandvil Penitentiary.
I have been on Mister's trail for four years now.
I had been without any other leads for the past year.
You sure it's not just a prank?
What makes you attribute any validity to this phone call?
Intuition.
Women's intuition, eh?
Hey! Now, that's a discriminatory remark!
Shut up! If you don't like it, then go cry to the President or the frigging gender-feminists!
I don't...
Hello?
This is the Red Desert Liberation Front.
There have been twenty bombs set up throughout your penitentiary.
Vive la revolution.
Did you hear that? I've been warden of the penitentiary for eight years. Eight!
And not a single day has gone by without my getting an anonymous call from some damned yahoo!
Don't allow yourself to be fooled by these groundless threats!
Fire in block 4!
Block 5 as well!
Send out the firefighting squad!
And lower all barriers from D-7 through 14!
This is cell block 8.
I don't know! I can only guess that there are bombs going off inside!
Let's get the prisoners and guards evacuated quickly.
Have all other available personnel move to put out the fires.
Chelsea, contact the Sandvil Police bomb squad.
Right!
This is a complete disaster...
This is Detective Chelsea Moore
Not quite. This is Detective Chelsea Moore
Not quite. of SPD Investigative Unit #1.
This is only the beginning. of SPD Investigative Unit #1.
This is only the beginning. ID number: 2-0-0...
Get moving! We're evacuating everyone to the central courtyard!
What the hell is your problem?!
Hurry up!
Over here!
Hello, we've been waiting for you.
I'm the warden, Duston.
I'm captain of the bomb squad. The name is Jones.
What's the situation?
I received a phone call saying that terrorists had set up bombs within our perimeter.
I see.
How is the evacuation proceeding?
It's about seventy percent complete.
Evacuation of block 4 is going particularly slowly, with 300 still inside, including prisoners and guards.
How about casualties?
There are a number of casualties. The number of fatalities has yet to be determined.
All right, leave the rest to us professionals.
We're counting on your assistance.
Leave it to the professionals.
Chelsea...
Yes?
Where is the vehicle we came here in?
It's parked over that way.
Show me the way.
Right!
We'll split into three groups.
Andy and Brad will take block 3.
Matt, George and Elliot will take blocks 5 and 6.
I'll take care of block 4.
Move out.
Under the seat!
Is that what really set the scanner off?
What are you talking about?
It's possible they took advantage of my special weapons privileges
to smuggle their own explosives in here.
The culprit was disguised as our driver.
Their aim is to make this look like it was a terrorist plot.
That anonymous caller was likely the very same man.
Hold on a minute...
Some members of the bomb squad that we just allowed in here are most likely involved as well.
They're taking advantage of the confusion to pull off something inside.
Wait a second, how could you know that?
Because those are the tactics he used on Carnaval.
He?
Mister.
If only I had realized it sooner...
But I can still make it this time around!
Everyone in here listen up! I have an announcement to make!
And this goes double for any member of the bomb squad!
No employees, guards, prisoners, none of the injured, baggage, animals or plants...
NOTHING is allowed off the premises!
No exceptions whatsoever!
You mean...
We're locking down the penitentiary.
You gotta be shitting me!
What the hell's the deal shutting us up in this trash yard?!
It's only until we catch the culprit behind the bombings.
C'mon, have some patience!
To hell with that!
Ya know, we got rights too!
Somebody get me a lawyer!
Any other requests?
Angelica!
The wounded have all been treated.
They all had only minor injuries. No one's life was endangered.
The fires have been mostly put out as well.
Not that I think there is any possibility,
but could any of the prison buildings collapse?
It is unlikely.
I'm not a specialist in such matters, so I can't speak with certainty,
but as a counter-terrorist measure,
this facility was constructed to be able to withstand missile bombardment.
That's true.
And after all, they probably wouldn't be willing to blow themselves up along with the prison.
Ah, no thanks, I'm trying to break the habit.
See, I promised my daughter and all...
I've been waiting for you, Inspector.
What's the matter?
Just have a look at this.
What is this?
The facility's security system and part of the surveillance system have been locked.
Now we have no way of accessing them from here.
What's going on?
The only possibility is that someone has hacked in from outside.
It would ordinarily be unthinkable, but...
It's presently impossible to get in or out of any of the cell blocks.
Are there any people in the cell blocks?
Around a hundred and fifty. Most of them seem to be in block 4.
Inspector!
That driver and the captain of the bomb squad
were both found tied up in the police station storeroom!
Well done.
Warden...
this is a list of prisoners who have been incarcerated here over the past year.
Can you isolate the names of those who have been placed in block 4?
Yeah, I can if you give me some time.
The past year... Yeah, I can if you give me some time.
The past year... But why?
I have been on Mister's trail for four years now.
I had been without any other leads for the past year.
So Mister is somewhere on that list!
The driver and the man impersonating the captain of the bomb squad are Mister's allies,
and they've come to break him out!
How astute.
Huh? Do they intend to use the prisoners who failed to escape as hostages?!
No, I don't see that happening.
It would only serve to hinder their own escape.
Plus...
That's not his style.
But why then? What is the point of hacking our systems?
I don't know what their reason is.
Perhaps it's nothing more than a bid to buy time for their next move.
Or perhaps...
They're waiting for something?
I see.
Very well.
I'll issue my orders in due course.
Calm down.
When we make a move, it will stir up trouble with the Federation.
You do understand, don't you?
Mother...
We have located the man we've been searching for.
He has been incarcerated in prison under a different name.
April, can I ask you to take care of this for me?
Certainly, Mother.
I'll be looking forward to your success.
Is the security system back online yet?
It sounds like it's going to take a little while longer.
Is the warden in the car?
Yes, he's in the armored truck the bomb squad came in.
He's going over the lists by hand since he can't use the computer.
I see.
I don't like the smell of this. They've been quiet for too long.
Could we have run Mister into a corner?
Or could it be
that we are the ones who have been cornered?
Inspector!
What is it?
I thought I saw some kind of flash just now.
A flash?
What the heck?!
A transmission from the surveillance team: twelve unknown objects detected above us!
Madame Marciano?!
It's the Twelve Sisters!
It's show time.
Chelsea!
This way.
Fire!
Don't move! Stay right where you are!
Now, slowly put both hands on your...
What's going on out there?!
Upsy-daisy!
Maybe you'd know who it is.
See, there's someone we're lookin' for.
And who's that?
Heh, not you.
Who the heck are those people?!
Madame Marciano's Twelve Sisters.
They're assassins, and the pride of the Criminal Guild.
Twelve Sisters? Talk about bad taste!
I agree.
It's not like you're good just because there's a whole bunch of you.
How's it going, Feb?
I'm sorry.
I'm getting an incomplete bio pattern reading,
so I'm afraid it's going to take a little more time!
So there you have it.
We want to finish this off real quick, and then get the hell out.
So are you gonna cooperate or what?
I don't know! I really don't know anything!
Then it doesn't matter.
If I...
Inspector!
Get out of here, Chelsea!
Come get some.
Inspector!
May!
Feb...
Right!
Physical characteristics and bio patterns both match what I've got on file!
Is that...
Yeah...
That's Mister.
Hi, Mister! Mother says she wants to have a word with you.
We'll make sure you're the only one we don't kill.
Well, I sure do appreciate that!
But I'm afraid I've got no intention of wasting my time on Madame Marciano's tastelessness.
Y'know what I'm saying, Angelica?!
Mister...
It's been a whole year, huh?
I'm so glad to see you again!
Don't fool around with me!
That's right. Don't fool around!
You ignore us and speak with a woman like that instead?
How incredibly rude...
You're the one who has awful manners, girlie!
I'll be sure to punish you real good later on, so you'd better behave yourself now!
Is this what you were waiting for?
Marciano's Twelve Sisters?
Did you plan this all out?!
Answer me!
Don't misjudge me, Angelica.
Don't misjudge me.
I'll tell ya what we were waiting for:
THEM!
Them?
We're gonna do this Diamondhead-style!
Diamondhead, Angelica! Don't you be late now!
Inspector!
Chelsea! Have the remaining guards and prisoners take cover in the inner prison area! Hurry!
Right!
Listen to me, forget about all the others.
Securing Mister is our primary objective.
This is kinda embarrassing.
As long as you can still speak, that's good enough.
Destroy the place.
What's happening?
The Diamondhead Incident:
In G.C. 2033, someone made an attack on the National Bank of Diamondhead.
A man by the name of Richard Phillips is suspected of...
That's Mister!
The police had him surrounded.
He used a tsunami to break through them.
He says he's going to use the same method now.
A tsunami? In the desert?!
He's out of his mind!
Yes, you're right. He's out of his mind!
He is completely out of his mind!
The insect repellers...
There we go, time for your punishment.
See ya around, girlies!
Mister...
MISTER!
Ah, don't do that!
That's for the Sandvil Police to use as evidence!
We're recovering it now. That's for the Sandvil Police to use as evidence!
Chelsea! That's for the Sandvil Police to use as evidence!
Chelsea!
I'm sorry, but you'll have to let this one go.
The Guild's already got the police and politicians in their pocket.
No way...
It's so futile...
That's right, it's futile.
But you still did a good job.
I'm glad I came here if for nothing other than having met you.
I quit! I quit being a cop!
Okay, very well then.
Let me get you a brand new position.
Huh?
We have collected a number of opinions indicating the public's response to the Federation's plan
to drop the photon annihilation bomb.
Here is your meal. to drop the photon annihilation bomb.
Here is your meal. Here is what we found:
58% are against such an action, and taking into account those who are conditionally opposed,
the total of those against dropping the bomb jumps to 87%.
We await the government's response on the matter.
They say it'll be another seven days before they drop the photon annihilation bomb. We await the government's response on the matter.
They say it'll be another seven days before they drop the photon annihilation bomb.
So will Graceland be blown to bits?
What does Franca say?
That she'll only tell the location of the treasure to you in person.
It's a secret from everyone else.
Thanks.
Forget about it.
Hey, you know what?
I'm glad we're back in business together.
I etch out today with my finger
On the dusty hood of a car
As the rain shower passed over
It vanished just like love
Is there something in your heart
You can't get rid of?
Beat your invisible wings
We'll fight back against the wind
That gusts at us so relentlessly
We'll stand firm against it
With steadfast emotion! Go!
We continue running on our way
To a place promised, where sandstorms whirl
Tonight is the night
We're gonna make it through
On to our destination