With the rapid development of Hyper Technology came the Labor...
a multi-purpose, humanoid construction machine whose use...
spread into almost every field.
However, this gave rise to a new threat to society: Labor crime.
The Tokyo Metro Police founded the Special Vehicles, Section 2...
within the Security Division to combat these ever-growing crimes.
This was the beginning of the SV2 Patrol Labor... Patlabor... units.
You really threw a wrench into my works
If I can get my heartbeat under control, I think I'll make it
We're futurists, you and me; technicians of love
Higher, faster, I'll love you if I want to
I think I'll get to like
The way I get flushed at the touch of your metal body
Oh, don't stop this gravity-defying feeling
That goes way beyond mere imagination
You really threw a wrench into my works
When I hold him tight, my Alphonse can do anything
We're futurists, you and me; technicians of love
Anytime, anywhere, nothing's impossible
Nothing's impossible
To the criminals under siege: You are completely surrounded!
Cease this futile resistance and come out immediately!
This perimeter is an impenetrable wall of iron!
Even the gods give way before it!
No matter what you think, you're fish in a bowl!
You've already been dressed by the butcher!
You may be a good guy who's down on his luck, but you're all alone now!
- Don't play games at our expense! - Kazunori! Come out!
Kazunori!
Unit 2 is requesting permission to fire.
Rein him in.
Just listen to the cries of your mother! See her tears!
Your hostage, Mr. Koyama, has a family, too!
If you love your mother, stop making her cry...
release your hostage and come out immediately!
Up yours!
You bastards called in my mom. How could you know how I feel?
Where's our money, getaway car, and lunches?
If you don't get 'em over here, I'll blow this guy's head off!
We can't meet such unreasonable demands!
We'll blow him away!
Kazunori!
We mean it! We'll shoot!
Bastards!
Don't shoot!
You're public servants, people! Public servants.
What do you think you're piloting? Great Mazinger? Dangaio?
For Pete's sake, this isn't some robot cartoon...
whose main character is an autistic kid or some punk.
Don't you get it?
The top brass are thankful that Sakaki...
loaded a blank into the first chamber, just to be sure.
On the contrary, they're angry as hell.
Some are even calling for the SV2 to be disbanded...
and the media are having a field day.
It's been decided to relieve you of duty for a while.
- Summer vacation! - Cool!
Summer vacation!
Go to Fuji!
Fuji? By "Fuji," you mean...
The Labor Personnel Training Camp. A.K.A. "The Labor's Den."
It's where you went to school.
You are all ordered to report for re-training! Dismissed!
Stop!
This thing's stuck.
This is all because you made us drag this thing along...
because you wanted to show the cadets a real Labor!
It happened because you weren't paying attention...
to where you were driving!
If you hadn't been so stupid, the wheel wouldn't have slipped...
because we wouldn't be going down this road in the first place!
What?
Looks like we'll have to use the Labor to lift up the trailer.
See? I told you it was a good idea to bring the Labor along!
It's because of that Labor that we're in this mess!
They have a guy here who looks just like the captain!
I am the captain.
What the heck are you doing here?
I've been roped into overseeing your training.
I think they're risking us getting stale, but what the heck.
I don't know what you've been up to, but go hit the baths.
I'm in paradise!
Don't you think it's strange?
What is?
Haven't you noticed? There aren't any cadets around.
Kids today are such pansies.
I bet they got scared of the instructor and ran away.
Hey! What do you think you're doing? Cut it out! I'm shy!
You came here, too, Captain Nagumo?
I was afraid you wouldn't learn anything with just Goto here.
Sorry about this.
Are you sure about this? Aren't you betraying your wife?
I may be happily married, but I'm still a man.
Let's get to it, then.
I'll get the mud out of your uniforms...
so leave them out once you're done.
Sure!
I don't remember him.
Right, you wouldn't know him.
They've cut the number of staffers, and right now...
Mr. Gen there is working as an all-around handyman.
Kanuka!
Geez, Kanuka! What do you think you're doing dressed like that?
What's going on here?
Gross!
Well, it's not blood.
It's a fairly rare water-based paint used in paint bullets.
Paint bullets?
P-Paint bullets?
Mr. Sakuma? What's wrong?
- Does that ring any bells? - N-No. It's nothing.
Damn! So it's just a prank played by some cadet?
The cadets are home for summer vacation.
Except for Sakuma, who just left, and Mr. Gen, who is out shopping...
the people in this room are the only ones here.
Then who on earth...
Captain Nagumo and I will deal with this.
You have an early day tomorrow, so go eat and then hit the sack.
Leaving the grounds at night is strictly prohibited, of course...
but so is looking outside.
That also goes for pillow fights and telling ghost stories.
They shut the water off at night?
Don't shoot...
Who's there?
Must be my imagination.
Please... Don't shoot...
Don't shoot...
Cut it out! I'm not going, all right?
I'm a married man! What do you think you're doing?
If you're looking for somebody who's not getting enough, go talk to Ota!
He said not to look outside, right?
I don't think Ota or the captain are piloting it.
Patlabor
One, two, three, four! Work it!
Two, two, three, four! Swing it!
Three, two, three, four! Arms out!
Four, two, three, four! Heads up!
Louder!
Left, left, left, left...
Right, left, left...
Right, right, left, left... Left, left, right, right...
Left, left, left, left...
Wow, that really happened last night?
You didn't hear anything at all?
I was really tired yesterday.
I fell asleep when I went back to my room after dinner.
You too, right, Kanuka?
One was out cold in the hallway until morning...
and the rest were cowering in their beds.
Talk about pathetic.
Maybe you all had the same dream or something.
I saw her!
I saw her with these two eyes and heard her with these ears!
Just thinking about that voice scares me...
"Don't shoot... Please, don't shoot..."
We believe you, okay? Just cut it out!
But anyway, he's the one I'm worried about.
Don't you think he hasn't been acting like himself lately?
I can't help but think that he's trying hard...
to hide something that we don't know... something that's...
connected to everything that's been happening since we got here.
Okay, break's over! Let's move!
What're you doing?
Ditching! Come on.
Hello?
Is anyone here?
I wonder if anybody's here.
Geez, you're always screwing around!
If we get caught, you're taking the heat for it.
You're the one who said you wanted some cold juice!
I never said that!
Coming!
Hello.
What can I get for you?
- What's with you? - Just come on!
Asuma? Is that you, Asuma?
Hey, old man! Long time no see!
Still alive, I see, you little punk!
Yeah, I'm still kicking!
Hey, you got a real babe working in there! She a part-timer?
Yeah.
So what's with that get-up?
This? Well, I made kind of a U-turn for some re-training...
and got sent back to school yesterday.
What's with you? Why that look?
Uh, it's nothing.
So you're back at the school, huh?
You know something, don't you?
No! I don't know anything! Nothing at all!
What happened at the school, old man?
Let go of me!
Everybody's sweeping something under the rug!
Spit it out! All of it!
Is this any way to treat your elder? Let go!
Out with it! Come on, spit it out!
Spill it!
All right, I'll talk! Just let me go!
We will now engage in mock Labor combat.
Maneuver set 107. No time limit.
Do it in one shot, Ota!
Go for it, Kanuka!
Come on, Ota!
If you lose, you're not getting any dinner!
Got it, Ota? You'd better win!
It happened after your class graduated...
about two months after the new class of cadets came in.
They held a public mock combat match...
coinciding with the conclusion of their first course of study.
Police big-shots, local officials, and the cadets' families...
were invited to the school grounds.
She was sitting at the corner of the tent for the families.
Begin!
It happened in the blink of an eye.
The fallen Labor's gun went off...
and she was right in front of the muzzle.
It may have been a practice paint bullet...
but she never could have survived a hit at that range.
It was horrible.
A dud?
It's the same!
It's just like what happened back then!
So what happened next?
What do you mean?
I mean, what happened to the cadet who shot her?
Was he punished?
This is where it gets ugly.
They say that the cadet who shot her was her own older brother.
That's ugly.
That's what I said!
Half-crazed, he picked up his sister's body with his Labor...
and walked all three of them into the lake that night.
I wonder why a story like that never got out?
The police have always seen themselves as one big family...
so it's hard for them to air their dirty laundry in public.
Pretty much everyone there was an interested party.
Captains Goto and Nagumo are pretty much cops to the core, too.
But now everything's connected.
The waterlogged ghost Labor that was wandering the grounds at night.
The paint from a paint bullet that got into the bath.
The girl's ghost that Ota saw.
And now, the re-occurrence of that tragedy.
With all that happening to us in just two days...
maybe all the cadets really ran away.
Mr. Sakuma's a brave man, all right.
And a crazy one.
But why? Why us?
How come we're cursed? Why's the ghost coming after us?
Look in a mirror.
What did I do?
I didn't fire during that match, anyway!
I let go of the control grips when I fell over!
The Labor's finger moved all by itself!
Looks like we have an answer for whether or not that's true.
Here he is!
Shige!
Thanks!
Geez, this stuff isn't very good.
Did you use fresh leaves, or just re-use some old ones?
So what's the word?
I'll start with the facts.
For the moment, let's set aside the hardships I've undergone...
since arriving here after a long, dangerous, high-speed drive...
with Officer Izumi; I haven't even had a chance to take a bath.
Alone, forced to work quickly, I began my hard work to restore...
Ota's reputation and shed some light on these inexplicable events.
I ran a check on the entire Labor, not just its startup disk.
I found a ghost that was left in the Labor's main computer.
A ghost?
Somebody tampered with the drive system in the Labor's arm.
Since I personally checked that Labor before it was loaded onto...
the trailer, we need to look at the time between then and today.
You can do that just by altering the program?
I'd have to give that a very qualified "yes."
But to actually do it...
At the SV2, I'm probably the only one who could do it.
So when do we eat?
After what happened today, we completely forgot about it.
What? You haven't made it yet?
So where's that "Gen" guy? He's gotta be goofing off someplace.
Good morning, everyone! Thanks for waiting.
Kanuka isn't here yet.
That's okay. Let's go ahead and start.
I suppose you're all wondering why I called you here this morning.
The time has come to put an end to these "ghost" incidents...
that have plagued this training school.
Hey, are you serious?
Relax. Ghosts just do not exist.
Would you do the honors, Ms. Watson?
This is a memorial picture from that public exhibition...
that we pinched from the Instructors' Room.
What?
And this is the victim of that unfortunate accident.
Unfortunately, we don't know her name.
And this is Maho Gondo, a 17-year-old girl who's been working...
part-time at Nakayoshi, a lakeside...
souvenir shop whose owner I've been friends with.
Wow! They look exactly alike!
Officer Izumi and I snuck out last night and took this photo of her.
I don't think I need to tell you this, Shinohara...
but if this is just some wild yarn, you won't get off easily.
We obtained important testimony from Gozo Buchiyama...
Nakayoshi's proprietor, concerning the meaning of this resemblance.
That testimony, which we finally got from a reluctant Mr. Buchiyama...
upon applying sincere persuasion techniques, was...
Maho... Maho was such a poor girl.
We're distantly related, so when her parents died...
the year she started middle school, I took her in.
She, her brother, and I lived together after that.
I have told you about the accident, right?
Then... the victim of that accident was her...
Yes. She was Maho's younger sister.
This may be obvious, but if it weren't for Labor units...
and if they weren't armed, that accident wouldn't have happened.
I believe that the girl is acting to point this out.
Whoa, hold on!
You've got to be kidding!
Do you seriously think that a 17-year old girl...
could write a complex program like that?
She had an accomplice, a man who hasn't shown himself.
A man we passed by on the day we got here.
Gen? You're talking about Gen, aren't you?
These are abandoned items we confiscated from his room.
Ready?
A magazine for data processing specialists.
An empty paint bullet cartridge.
A skull mask.
And the piece de resistance: this tape!
Don't shoot...
Please, don't shoot...
Further investigation into the connection...
between those two people will have to wait...
but up until 50 years ago, Japanese police weren't armed.
I won't reiterate the rules of their handling here...
but I believe this incident is to make us rethink what guns are for...
as well as to make us reflect on our actions.
So are they gonna be arrested, Captain?
No one's going to be arrested.
Kanuka!
Even if we tried to, this "Gen" isn't anywhere to be found...
and the accident victim's older sister doesn't exist, either.
Not only that, the mock combat accident that happened...
two months ago is itself a completely fictitious event.
Hey! What do you mean? How about explaining that?
When you're uncertain, you should always start by questioning...
any information that is handed to you.
If you examine the possibilities that follow only from...
that which you have personally seen and experienced...
you'll always arrive at the truth.
Circumstantial evidence, unsubstantiated testimony...
and those too-convenient abandoned items.
All of these hinge upon one supposition:
That is, the existence of the accident...
two months ago and the man named Gen.
What if Mr. Gen never existed in the first place?
What if the mock combat exposition concluded uneventfully?
What if the girl in the photo and the part-timer...
were one and the same?
Let's start with the alleged Mr. Gen.
I'll get the mud out of your uniforms...
so leave them out once you're done.
Right, you wouldn't know him.
Mr. Gen there is an all-around handyman now.
He appeared unexpectedly, and we were made to play along...
by someone especially trustworthy.
Since no one has actually seen him...
this makes him a very suspicious character.
He is a fictional character, created by Captain Goto's voice...
with Captain Nagumo in a co-starring role.
And he also never helped out with the cooking.
And now, the two girls:
If you didn't know about the accident...
you'd assume that they were the same person.
Because we were told that the girl in the picture had died...
we were easily taken in by the lie that they were sisters.
The very fact that she is still alive provides irrefutable proof...
that the accident two months ago never happened.
As for the mock combat program, it's quite simple.
As Shige said, only he could write such a complex program.
It follows, then, that Shige himself did it.
Mr. Sakuma is, of course, a collaborator.
To sum up, everything was a fabrication...
made up by everyone except the squad members.
The trusted superior officers.
The tough instructor from your cadet days.
The old store-owner friend.
The young girl with the sad eyes.
People whom you'd never suspect of lying...
came together to tell the same lie. That was your blind spot.
They started off by making you believe in ghosts...
and then made it more believable by denying it themselves.
You divulge a little lie to hide a larger one.
Even if you know that magic tricks and mystery books use the same...
method, if it develops to where you're actually drawn in, you...
unknowingly lose sight of the truth and your judgement is clouded.
You follow the map according to a plot that's already been scripted...
you collect the concocted testimony and items...
and all you do is reach a fake goal that you yourself created.
But why? What for?
You said it yourself:
To make us re-think how we use guns and make us reflect on our actions.
I understand your intentions, Captain...
but I don't approve of your methods!
Your deductive work has been very interesting, Kanuka...
but since you've got no hard evidence, same as Asuma...
it's all just supposition, isn't it?
Come on in.
Allow me to reintroduce our guest.
This is Mahoko Goto. Captain Goto's niece.
Hello!
Sorry, Uncle! She was too good! I spilled the beans!
Sorry.
- Die! - Don't!
Please! Don't!
Don't shoot...
The Tragedy of L
Mysterious men spy on the Labor hangar!
An armed Labor forces its way through a checkpoint!
But the Second Unit's away on vacation!
Something's happening in a snowy Tokyo!
Noa! Let's go to Tokyo!
Next time! " The SV2's Longest Day: Part One"!
Target, lock on!