If chasing after me is your job,
then saving people is your job as an inspector as well, right?
Eh?
Virtually no one on this planet knows that the photon bomb will still go off as planned.
I don't care about those fellows who are willing to kill off others,
but I can't ignore those that don't feel the same as them.
Even if you manage to get a single citizen off, I hope that you can help them escape.
Why... are you staying behind?
Coyotes will not betray their family even in death.
There are still people who are waiting for me on this planet.
I must go.
I...
Romantic things don't suit you.
All right, missy, time to switch.
O-Okay!
Let's go!
This is it.
I'll leave it to you.
Tell as many people as you can about the truth of the photon bomb, even if it's only one person.
Bye then.
Mister.
Once everything ends...
I'll come after you.
I'll be waiting.
Well, we're out of time. Let's set off immediately.
Please wait for me, Miss Angelica!
How's the situation?
We are in the middle of investigating the whereabouts of the two female inspectors who escaped earlier.
We are also checking the information about our squad vehicle which assisted the two of them in their escape.
April, Oct, Nove and Diesse are currently in the midst of moving from Graceland's Desert Philip to Godwing.
January, March, June, July and August are currently in the midst of searching the limestone cave.
They have yet to discover Giga Banks.
May is currently on the mother ship, resting.
Good work.
We're running out of time.
It's true. It really, really will explode!
The photon bomb has already been buried underground near here!
"The bomb up in satellite orbit with Jupiter was a bluff.
The real photon bomb has already been planted underground on Graceland at a place near here.
It's dangerous, so hurry up and run away."
You expect me to believe such ridiculous things?
But it's the truth.
I see...
I'm starting to get interested, but...
I've heard some rumors.
A female Federation Bureau inspector authorized by the President is here.
I'm glad to meet you.
I don't know what your intentions are,
but we, the Graceland Liberation Army, will not be ordered around by the dogs of the Federation!
I'm awaiting your reply.
Miss Angelica...
The Federation Forces have already started to retreat from Graceland.
That is information that you, the Liberation Army, should have received.
This is why you are willing to receive us, members of the Federation Government, into this installation...
In order to learn the truth.
We are running out of time.
I beg you.
Where is the next installation?
Erm... over here.
Okay, let's go!
We just have to do it!
This is bad. We've got less than seven hours left.
Katana!
Over there. There's a cave hidden by the shadow of that rock.
Are you serious?!
Mister...
I'm waiting for you...
Miss Angelica.
Those soldiers from before...
...will they believe us?
Let's see...
If they use their network and contact the other bases,
that would be the best...
That's true...
Chelsea.
Yes?
You have asked me before, right?
About what drove me to chase after Mister?
Still want to know?
Is that okay?
I was only 22 when I became a police woman.
Back then, I was involved in a certain incident.
That was eight years ago, in the year 2033.
Ah, the Diamond Head incident!
You're right.
That's when I encountered Mister
for the very first time...
Back then I was a rookie,
and was assigned to direct traffic.
Whenever a traffic jam started, a ton of abuse was hurled at me.
It was a hot day and the sun was blazing. I tried my best to guide the vehicles.
Following that...
The earlier hustle and bustle miraculously seemed to have calmed down.
It was an illusion, as if we had momentarily entered an air pocket.
Everyone was slowly looking at a distant shimmering object.
It took a while to realize that it was a wave.
Everyone, please hurry and take refuge at a higher place.
Hurry!
He was surfing on top of that wave.
He seemed so happy and delighted in the skies above me.
He revealed a smile like that of a young boy while he surfed.
What are you doing? Hurry!
It seemed like a dream.
After that,
I did some investigation on that man, Mister.
Then, four years ago, due to another incident, I was assigned as the inspector specializing in Mister's case.
Year 2037.
The Higher Gate incident!
Bingo.
The President was involved in a scandal, erm...
I came across that scandal by accident when I was chasing after Mister,
and it helped greatly in unraveling that case.
That was the incident where the Guild tried to push the candidate that benifited them to become the next President, right?
So that's how you got authorized by the President...
Could it be that...
Yes?
It's nothing.
Could it be that... since Diamond Head,
I have been lying to myself?
In order to chase after him, the criminal known as Mister,
have I been hiding my feelings?
Nielson.
Are you going?
Yes. To resolve things.
With Mister?
No.
With myself.
I see.
The limestone cave investigation team has contacted us.
Mister has been discovered at point 03 of Godwing.
They are going to commence the attack.
I understand.
Don't die.
If you have friends, you won't be so lonely when you reach old age.
Nielson.
What is it?
My current way of living is correct, right?
It's not wrong.
No matter what happens, you are, after all, still you.
Mister...
Mister!
Oh!
Mister!
Sorry for being late!
Boss, this thing is...
Ah, due to the war, the underground water pipe has burst.
What should we do?
We are left with approximately three hours.
Mister...
"We don't have time left. That's why we should abandon the treasure and retreat."
Bruce would have felt lonely, right?
Franca.
Sorry to keep you waiting.
Do you want to meet him? Your father.
Let's go, Mister.
Let's go...
Papa is waiting.
Yup!
Now, hurry.
We're okay right now, but you had a run in with those ladies from the Guild when you charged in, right?
Leave this place to me and go.
You're acting pretty cool.
Ain't I?
But I won't return that favor to you.
A Coyote says,
"Things that are borrowed are never returned, even in death!"
Hurry up and go.
Okay!
Oh, Katana.
Huh?
Thank you.
Hurry up, Franca.
Okay!
Good luck,
the two of you.
Damn it!
Can't you think of anything?
I can't do anything with a ship like this!
I press!
That should make some sort of a present for Mother.
Head to Godwing like this.
Understood!
Are you alive?
Nearly went on a trip with no return.
The Coyote is nearby.
How much time is left?
Stop asking me.
This way, let's run.
Can't you let me relax? Damn...
Giga Banks will start to shuffle once the final confirmation is complete.
If we ended up in the wrong compartment...
we'll be eternally lost in an inescapable maze.
Isn't that so?
We're going to take the same path Bruce took.
Okay.
So it has started?
This side too?
Mister!
I'm fine.
Are you all right?
Yes.
For now, the first round of rotation has completed.
We still have thirty minutes before the next shuffle.
Can you still endure it?
Of course.
Good, this way.
Queen to Bishop Six.
Knight takes Queen.
Bishop takes King Seven.
Check!
Bingo.
Amazing...
The central ball, the central part of Giga Banks.
Papa placed a bomb here to trigger an abnormality in the security system.
Yup.
Giga Banks.
The loneliness after a party?
The ten billion Space Dollars are all soaked.
Even though we took so much effort to come here,
it looks like we don't have time to move all of them out.
Then, let's just take this back as a souvenir.
Franca.
Papa...
Me too...
Me too!
I love you, Papa!
Not that way. It's a bit more north.
What's going on?
We can't fly straight to Godwing like this.
Those bastards from the Guild must have the area under heavy surveillance.
That's true, but...
If we don't move the Coyote to where Giga Banks is,
we won't be able to move the money within the time limit.
As for that, just leave it to me.
I have a good idea.
Mother.
Sorry to keep you waiting.
Where's January and the others?
They have gone in first.
I will lead the way.
It's too simple-minded to use a knife against bullets.
Don't interfere!
January, August.
Mother.
The two of you have done well.
Where's June?
Over there.
It's cunning of her to have fun alone.
Mother?
Coyote...
The way things are now, I will destroy everything that makes me waver.
Now, shall we start the last party?
Mister.
Mister!