We're now on day five of the mysterious satellite incident
here at the downtown Radio Building...
Throngs of onlookers continue to flock in the street below
in hopes of catching a firsthand glimpse,
and as no country has
yet come forward to claim the offending object,
it's anyone's guess when life here will return to normal.
Mail Received
Can we have a moment of your time?
You're, here to get a look at the satellite I assume, yes?
Could you tell our viewers at home where you've traveled from?
Even the number of several billion heartbeats
suujuuoku mo no kodou no kazu sae
anata ni wa matataki teido no saji na toukyuu
is basic research with little glamor for you
anata ni wa matataki teido no saji na toukyuu
kako ni torawarete mirai wo nageku mo
Even locked in the past and lamenting the future
kako ni torawarete mirai wo nageku mo
chiri hitotsu gosan wo yurusanu hitsuzen
it's an inevitability that won't forgive miscalculating one speck of dust
chiri hitotsu gosan wo yurusanu hitsuzen
mugen ni hirogaru yume mo egaku mirai mo
The dreams that stretch out forever and the future we imagine
mugen ni hirogaru yume mo egaku mirai mo
bokutachi ni yurusareta kyoei no genri
are a vain theory we allowed
bokutachi ni yurusareta kyoei no genri
yuugen sore wa futatsu no hari ga shimesu
Finity, that's what the two hands of the clock point out
yuugen sore wa futatsu no hari ga shimesu
zankoku na yakujou to sentaku e hacking to the gate
towards a cruel agreement and choice
zankoku na yakujou to sentaku e hacking to the gate
Hacking to the Gate
zankoku na yakujou to sentaku e hacking to the gate
dakara ima ichibyou goto ni sekaisen wo koete
That's why I want to cross world lines with each passing second
dakara ima ichibyou goto ni sekaisen wo koete
kimi no sono egao mamoritai no sa
and protect your smile
kimi no sono egao mamoritai no sa
soshite mata kanashimi no nai jikan no loop e to
And once again, into a time loop that contains no sadness
soshite mata kanashimi no nai jikan no loop e to
nomikomareteyuku kodoku no kansokusha
A swallowed solitary observer
nomikomareteyuku kodoku no kansokusha
Butterfly
Effect's
Divergence
Wowza! Are you kidding?
It's awesome!
This, like, your first beef bowl?
Yep! And I gotta say: the hype doesn't do 'em justice!
Yes, well, you really ought to try it with raw egg sometime...
That is, of course, once you've mastered
this unwarrior-like phobia of eating out alone.
Daru and I only dine together out of convenience,
you understand.
You're more than welcome to join us whenever you'd like...
Hey! It's comin' back to me...
The last time we came here,
you totally skipped out and left me with the check!
I do concede that as a distinct possibility.
Try a distinct damn right-ability!
Where're my greenbacks, Bogart?!
Not the day to bark up that tree, I'm afraid...
It's me.
Kindly make the aforementioned monetary transfers
into my Swiss bank account, if you would...
That one, yes... Wait, what?
The Organization is playing havoc...
Please. No. Cell-phones.
Er, does it count if the conversation's all in his head?
Too-too-roo!
I didn't know you were part of the group now.
Oh, I was just on the ol' lunch break, you know...
You'd should've come around earlier,
it would have been a party.
I propose we do this again tomorrow, all of us.
Okarin's treat.
No no no. Don't put me on hold!
Crisis or not,
it can't take the banks a full week to straggle back online...!
Cool, the gang's all here!
Double-O Four. Well-rested, I trust?
Don't start with that crap again.
Hey. I hate to break up your meeting...
but your lunch break ended five minutes ago.
What's that about?
Round table?
Yep.
That like a thing...?
A lab member pow-wow, indeed.
You make it sound like we do 'em all the time.
Only table I see here is rectangular.
Ugh. I don't mean it literally;
"round table" is simply a figure of speech;
meant to evoke camaraderie--
Thank you. I'm quite familiar with the expression.
I'm just never sure whether you mean things literally or not.
I think it sounds sweet even if it is rectangular.
Thank you...
You're welcome...! So let's start...
Who's gonna bring the "camaraderie"?
Yeah, what now, chief? You pull a sword from a stone?
I'd like to point out that as a temporary member
I shouldn't be eligible to attend.
Oh my goodness... Fine!
I grant you special privileges... Moving on.
Our needs must be to apprise Mayuri of notre dilemme.
Uh oh. What's that?
In short, my minions, if we intend
to nip SERN's odious design in the proverbial bud,
perfecting the Phone Wave (Real Name TBA)'s
incipient functionality is absolutely paramount.
Awww, you use so many big words
the little ones around them don't make sense either.
Let me put it this way then, SERN is very, very bad.
'Kay, but what do you mean by perfecting it, though?
I mean...
We already sent texts back in time, what else do you think--?
True, but in point of fact, we've only done so twice!
Flying blind, I might add. No. We have to look for patterns.
Well then, we know from the last experiment
it only seems to work when there's an electrical discharge.
Eureka!
Flash of inspiration?
No, it's just that "Mail From the Past" is too inelegant...
If we expect to be inspired we must first christen
the phenomena with a decent name.
How 'bout... Cart before the horse?
Not helpful! Continue to mock me,
and my wrath shall hamme--
Please.
You'd get sidetracked thinking up a name for a screwdriver.
Excuse me! Prepare to eat your words, nay-sayer.
I've already plucked a name for the facts in question,
as if from thin air!
We shall call it: Kyouma's Nostalgia Drive!
I, propose referring to it as KND for short.
Catchy anagrams are far more marketable--
Sounds like a fast food chain.
Duly noted, temporary assistant!
Now if you'll just let...
I say we have a show of hands...
Who here is good with "Kyouma's Nostalgia Drive?"
Come on! Neither of you?!
Sorry, I agree with her. It's not a bad name...
But even when you don't
use the letters it makes me think of a charity.
Yeah. 'sides, "Kyouma"? Nice try.
In the interest of keeping it cute and simple...
Since it goes against the flow of time,
why not call it "contrary-mail."
I don't get it.
You have a lot to learn about "cute."
Why are we arguing
when it should clearly be "The Mail That Leapt Through Time"?
Because we're not entering it into a film festival.
Now you're just being a brat.
At least my idea doesn't make you
wanna order a bucket of chicken wings!
Balance, man! We need romance and concision!
Then I'll squish it to "Time Leaper..."
Except that now we don't know what's leaping, do we?
Maybe we could work "banana" in there somewhere?
Ah! Can you imagine our logo?!
Too-too-roo!
Ha...! Just wait till you get a load of this one...!
We call it... "Flux Mail Capacitor."
Are we implying that it runs on plutonium now?
Ooo! Ooo! "DeLorean Mail"...!
That doesn't make sense.
Close enough...
Though, if we go with that,
I'd suggest we shorten it to "D-Mail."
Oh! That's a good one!
Great. We can move on. Finally.
We now begin our experiments with D-Mail (Real Name TBA)...
Drop the TBA. We've got it.
Fine. I dub this Operation Wyrd--
You can drop that, too.
I'd like to get back to the whole
"we don't have a clue what's happening" issue.
I mean, we're pretty sure the electrical surges are related,
but that's about it.
Precisely what we've gathered here to establish, Hack...
Thanks to my genius, however, we're not shooting in the dark.
You, dear cohorts, have overlooked
the simplest yet most crucial condition involved...
To wit: Time!
The first D-Mail made its apparent leap backward
between noon and one o'clock;
the second at approximately six in the evening.
Thus... if we conduct our experiments
so that the same windows are observed,
success is a strong likelihood.
Dude. If it were that easy
you think we'd be the ones to discover it?
If you can do better I'm all ears.
Mayuri! Banana me!
We're running kind of low on the test subjects...
We could just use something else, couldn't we?
Maybe a cucumber...
Hack! This is hardly the time... No.
The effect on bananas classifies as a known.
So, if you'd be so good as to insert what we have left...
"Insert..."
Oh, grow up...! I swear...
I'm sorry, sweetie...
Look, I promise to buy you some more
as soon as we're done here.
Aw, really...?!
These two guys never buy me anything.
It's gonna be awesome having you around the lab, I can tell!
Oww!
Please... Enough with the show-boating.
Shut up.
Leave my friend alone, ouchies.
Oh, it's not that bad.
Put away the tea set, Princess Ow.
There's work to do. Send me a text.
Okay, okay.
Minute thirty good for the timer?
Yes... Commence Operation Wyrd!
Now!
Yes... That's it! Show me what you've got!
The fruit is where?!
It's a gel-nana, it worked!
Whoa...
Just as I hypothesized!
Time of day is an essential component
in how the D-Mail system works!
I am a genius!
Nice job, Okabe.
I, was kind of inclined to doubt you at first, but...
Forgiven...
It is quite enough to see that
you are appropriately awed by my intellect.
Whatever. Did you get the text?
Indeed... Five days ago, to be exact.
Yeah, but there's two.
Did you send another one?
Nuh-uh. Just the one.
Interesting. It's been split up.
I'm not familiar with this vernacular.
In America it's a compliment.
You know, now that I think about it,
your D-mail to me the other day was all broken up, too.
Part of it was cut off, as a matter of fact.
And 'course it popped up five days earlier...
I know, right? Probably some physical... law...
Wait that would mean my head's full of air...
There is no way that's a compliment!
How are you just now getting that?
That vile little minx and her infernal insults...! Blast!
Are you stocking up for the end of times...?
Ramen and one--one--bag of paraffin chocolate
is more than enough.
It looks like you're amping up for a bender.
What, a guy can't celebrate a successful experiment?
Put em back, lard silo.
Screw. You.
My god...
I was so excited about our success I neglected to weigh
the reality of what we've uncovered here...
Mayuri's knee deep in this, too...
Why on earth did I tell her?
Well, if it isn't my old pen pal Shining Finger.
Yes, hi.
What is wrong with you? I'm right here.
Where... where's your phone?
Well, I'd tell you if you were authorized
to be briefed on the epoch-ushering experiment
it is currently central to...
Ready when you are.
Um, boss...?
Who's this spank worthy--
Er, I mean, totally respectable young meatspace angel
with the knock-out ass in front of me?
How rude of me.
Daru, meet Kiryuu Moeka, a.k.a. Shining Finger.
Hello there, my lovely lady...
And just like that, a man's drop-kicked
back into the shady underworld of all-night RPGs...
Yo...! Check it...!
You party people bringin' the ruckus or what?
In a manner of speaking.
Our researches will indeed bring, as you say, the--
Yeah, that's real crunk and all, but...
Papa Bald Cap is seriously pissed off at you guys...
Says the vibrations from your floor are givin' him migraines.
"You want your rent to give you a damn migraine?!"...
I can't do the voice, but you get it.
Damn it all...! Hack!
Run upstairs and tell the girls to suspend all experimentation.
I'll try and sweet-talk the cur.
Roger. I'm on top of it...
good luck not getting evicted.
Is Makise Kurisu still up there?
Huh? She is. But I don't understand
what that could possibly mean to you...
Why were you giving her the evil eye...?
What happened in your past?
Nothing happened in the past.
I see it now: you were turtle fishing
and she carelessly let slip through her fingers
the finest red-eared slider ever--
Stop it! I'd never seen her before!
Why are you here gabbin' with me anyway?
Shouldn't you be groveling?
I don't know what you're doing up there
and I don't wanna know...
But if it involves an elephant, you're in breach of your lease.
Well, I can assure you sir it is not a pachyderm,
though it is definitely huge.
Not to worry, though. You'll be vexed no more today--
Why aren't you stopping?
Did I or did I not give you orders to desist?!
Hey, I told them to. She's the one who kept on.
I sent you another one. Did it go through?
How am I supposed to know?!
You had your phone on you five days ago.
Stop mocking--
Oh, that's right; your phone rang
like a bazillion times while you were gone.
Even when we weren't running tests.
Really!
Sorry!
Are you maybe
How've you been?
?
Well?
Sorry!
Are you maybe
How've you been?
?
Well?
Hey?
Hey
How've you been? Okabe
Well?
Find out anything about the IBN 5100 ?
She's was five feet from me for half of these!
Who're you mad at?
Oh, just ignore him, hon. He's running low on calcium.
I am not!
I realize you're preoccupied, but if you think it's important,
I gleaned enough data to work up
a rough sketch of how D-Mail works.
What?!
I've calculated that one second on the timer equals
an hour in reality,
moving upstream to the flow of linear time...
That means a minute thirty translates to five days.
Pretty balls-out she locked on to
how to control the distance a text travels back, huh?
Indeed. But being limited to thirty-six characters
is still our Achilles' Heel.
I'd like to find a way to improve on that,
if at all possible...
As it stands now, it's not very practical.
Well, that's not such a big deal if you don't have
to send anything really large back in time...
Hey, maybe it's hard because of the whole Car Black Hole thing.
I think you mean, "Kerr" Black Hole.
That's it.
A Kerr Black Hole is too tight to let big stuff through.
Maybe it just needs a little, uh. practice...
Will you knock it off?!
I suggest rest.
We can hit the problem with fresh minds tomorrow...
Each of us should feel proud of what's
been accomplished here today.
Because of us, August 2, 2010 is now a date
that will live in the hearts of mankind forever!
On this day, the Future Gadget Laboratory
breathed new life into a dream as old as the hills...
For we have bridled time!
Well, except that SERN kind of already beat us to it...
And saying we've bridled it is presumptuous.
We're still stuck in the preliminary phase.
I am attempting to be poetic here...!
Must you insist on sapping the thunder
out of every single utterance?!
Okarin...
I'm super proud of what we've all accomplished here.
Where am I?
Don't panic. You're not the one moving.
Time and space have switched places here.
So this is an event horizon...
Space can no longer be moved through,
and time as you understand it ceases to exist.
One second to you,
for me stretches out past the horizon line of what is real.
Are you saying that space has fallen away?
That time has no part of it?
What's moving, then? Me, or the universe?
Don't look back... Eternity isn't infinite...
Reality has a beginning and an end...
Always has. Always will.
If that's true... Where does that leave me?
Move forward... Look over the edge.
You're on my last nerve... For cryin' out loud get a life.
You there?
It's dark
Wake up
I'm here
You asleep?
Does it bug you?
Sorry for yesterday Moeka
"Sorry about yesterday."
"I really need to drop by and talk to you soon."
I'm here
At least answer me. Or are you pretending to not be there? Moeka
Does it not occur to you that people sleep?
Wake up
Were you asleep? Moeka
Well who the Hell wouldn't be at this hour?!
What?
It's dark
I'm coming up the stairs right now. Moeka
I'm outside.
I'll knock. If you're there, respond. Moeka
You said I could come see you, right? Moeka
Seriously? I'm right here.
Ugh. Whatever it is, just say it...
Look, this is getting ridiculous and it's very early...
Wait, is this your idea of hounding yours truly
for an exclusive interview or something?
Why won't you speak?
Oh, of course...
The aura of big, bad, legendary mad scientist Hououin Kyouma
robs yet another innocent lamb of her powers of speech!
It's just... easier... sending texts...
I came here... to... uh... well, you know... see the... IBN.
Very well... But see is all you shall do...
That done, you will leave at once. Understood?
Maybe she's just part
of what Daru calls the "antiquing crowd."
Let me take a picture Moeka
Feel free, but beware...
Photograph my face
and you'll leave me no choice but to silence--
Please!
I'd like you to loan it to me, okay? I'd be happy if you'd help me carry it. Moeka
You expect me to let you borrow it?
And help you haul it?
What part of "look only" do you fail to comprehend, my dear?
Besides, if you intend to make off
with it you could at least do me the kindness of asking out loud.
May I please... uh... borrow it?
I'm afraid you're out of luck there...
I myself only have it on loan for an interval
from a trusted friend...
I am honor-bound to return it
once my researches are at an end.
So... who did you borrow it from?
Some friends from the Yanabayashi Shrine.
Good morrow, my peeps!
Oh... Hey I didn't realize we had a guest.
Ah. You recall my friend from yesterday...
This rotund fellow is nothing less
than my right hand man, our good hack, Daru.
Hacker, thank you very much.
Had a couple ideas how we might tart up
the Phone Wave a notch, by the way.
I mean it's such an ass-pain as is.
Some serious tweakage is needed if we're gonna
make sendin' mail to the past user friendly, am I right?
What does he mean, "sending mails to the past"? Moeka
Uh... Yes... You misheard him...
He, didn't say "sending mail to the past,"
he said "Kending eorfals du cree clast."
Ancient Sumerian, you see.
Yes, yes. Roughly translated,
it means "would you care for an omelet?"
Good morning, Okarin...!
Mind if I heat up my chicken tenders
before you start your time travel experiments?
Morning everyone.
I think I had an "ah-ha" moment
about the time machine last night.
It's me... Situation critical...
No, no... An outsider's caught wind of numero eight...
Yes, of course I'll handle it.
Okay, what is it this time?
Apparently it involves ignoring the three of us.
...the Organization know we're performing experiments simi--
Damn it all, I'm trying to have a conversation!
Is it true?
It can't be
It can't be FB?
F... B?
Very well... I guess since the cat's out of the bag...
I'm loath to do this, however...
Kiryuu Moeka...
As of this moment, I christen you lab member Double-O Five!
kisei sareta chikai mujihi nari juuni no shinri nogarerarenai
We cannot escape the 12 merciless truths and the controlled oath we took
ansoku no asu wo negattara
If we wish for a tomorrow full of rest
te no naka no toutoi jishou no chihei he
to be given to the precious event horizon in our hands
toraware shi meiyaku arawareta gishou no rinkaku
the promise we made in captivity turns out to be a phantom
seimei no tenshi wa moumoku na jikan wo kizanda
The angel of life recorded a time of blindness
habatake butterfly
A flapping butterfly
kiseki no butterfly
A miraculous butterfly
anata he sasageru
I will consecrate them to you
namida no butterfly
Butterflies of tears
mabushii butterfly
Dazzling butterflies
subete ga ima kakikaerareru
All those are being rewritten