It was practically a miracle.
It would certainly go down in the history of Mars as the "Miraculous 7 Minutes".
This is the story of the two girls who set it all in motion.
Love, yourself
That's all I wanna tell you
Tuesday!
A-Are you okay?
What was that?
What's up?
Hey! Get a medic in here!
O-Okay!
What happened?
A suspicious package?
What?
Well then, Pyotr, please wait a bit until the results are announced.
Give Pyotr a warm round of applause!
Pow, pow!
I swear, what bastard would sneak this thing in?
You're up now. Can you go on stage?
I'm fine.
Ow!
Tuesday...
You're watching the Mars Brightest 0049 semifinals, coming at you live!
It's time for our last contestant!
The ones to answer Pyotr's challenge are...
But before that, Ertegun!
Huh?
The contestants are all here to become a big star like you.
What does one have to do to shine like you?
That's impossible.
What do you mean?
I'm the only one who can shine like me.
While it can be difficult to notice your own radiance,
I first noticed mine long ago, when I was just a boy.
Surely they're ready to go on by now?
What do we do? We can't perform Loneliest Girl without a guitar.
A song we can perform with just the piano...
Dammit...
I'll track down who's behind this no matter what!
A burn?
Yes, it really startled me!
Her hand was all red and swollen.
I can't imagine she'll be playing the guitar with it.
Wait, you mean they can't perform?
Who would do something like this?
Well... Thinking of people who would want to prevent Carole & Tuesday from performing,
maybe their opponent, Pyotr?
But no, he doesn't strike me as the type who'd do that.
Perhaps the one who'd face them in the finals...
That's me!
Huh?
O-Oh, what am I saying?!
I-I'm so sorry!
Oh, stupid me...
Um... Angela?
Angela!
What about the song we wrote that we were struggling to work the guitar into?
Lost My Way?
Yeah, that one might work.
Yeah...
Maybe we'll be able to sing it now.
So then I told them...
I think, therefore I'm Ertegun.
In other words, this is Ertegun.
Thank you for that insightful response.
Now...
Could I ask you one more thing, Ertegun?
Huh?
Uh...
What's your favorite food?
Things are looking bad, in more ways than one.
Though I have eaten many delicious foods from all over the planet,
it's not that I choose my food.
Hey, are you hiding something from me?
The food chooses me.
Though I don't want to believe it.
But if I had to choose something to call my favorite food, it would have to be Japanese sanooki udon.
Mama?
It was for your own good.
That's where it's at.
What choice did I have?
It's almost scary how pure and transparent it is.
I knew that you wouldn't like it.
It might taste bad, but the pay is good.
Sometimes it almost feels like you're not eating anything at all.
Huh?
You're talking about the new Durian Soda commercial, right?
You down it in one go, without needing to add anything to it.
I do feel bad for getting you on it without telling you, but the contract is already signed.
We can't go back on it.
Sometimes it'll get stuck in your throat, but you can't let that bother you.
Still, where are those girls?
You have to take the plunge.
We're ready.
All right. Carole & Tuesday are ready to perform!
I can't seem to track them down...
Dammit...
Gus! It's time!
Then I told them: You can kill me, but you can't kill the idea of Ertegun.
You know?
You're wondering what I mean?
To put it another way,
all Erteguns are created equal.
In other words, this is Er—
Ertegun! Thank you for that!
Sorry to have kept you all waiting!
It's who you've all been waiting for!
Carole & Tuesday are here!
I really wanted to see you again!
Oh? Tuesday, what's wrong with your hand?
Oh, uh...
I kind of burned it.
But it's nothing to worry about.
Will you be all right?
Yes, I'm fine.
Are you performing without a guitar this time?
Y-Yeah.
I thought the piano and guitar combo was your trademark of sorts.
Well...
That's not all.
We want to show you a new side to us.
I see.
I'm looking forward to it.
Ertegun, anything you want to ask?
Ertegun?
No, I'm just here to listen to your song.
After all, I am a judge.
He's totally letting his personal feelings run wild.
We have to deal with him as a judge now of all times?
Carole, do you mind if I ask you something?
Go ahead.
While we were waiting, I took the liberty of reading your profile.
This is a bit of a personal question, so no need to answer if you don't want to.
It says you came here as a refugee from Earth when you were a child.
What about your family?
I don't know if I have one or not.
What do you mean?
I was abandoned as a kid, and I don't know if my parents are even alive.
Suppose they were out there and happened to be watching this show right now,
would there be anything you'd like to say?
I don't really know what I'd say, other than...
I'm here.
Thank you, Carole.
Okay, now let's hear them sing!
They're performing Lost My Way!
Stranded in the city
Doesn't hold me down
Silencing my feelings
Streetlights blinking red again
When the crashing noise of speeding cars
Floods my lonely heart
And the heavy rain
Flooding from my eyes
Streetlights blinking red again
It's a message from the spirits whispering in the wind
Please slow down your crying
Keep the paper lantern lit
Keep it, ooh
How I lost my way when you lost my love
How I lost my way when you stole my heart
All alone
Don't call me lonely
I'm strong on my own
Don't call me pretty
Thank you!
That was a beautiful, emotional performance!
The results will be announced after the break!
It's once again time for that cruel moment where we have to pick a winner.
Catherine, have you decided?
Hold on, let me say something first.
Putting aside the quality of the performance,
no matter the reason, people who become unable to play right before an important performance
are not fit to become musicians.
Okay! We just got some fierce criticism, but let's hear the results.
Yes. Once again this was a very difficult choice.
To be honest, we were arguing among ourselves.
Pyotr, both your dance and singing were very refined.
Your performances have convinced me that you're a very hard-working person.
Yay!
Normal practice wouldn't have gotten you this far.
It's also splendid how your performance doesn't betray the amount of work behind it.
Pow!
Carole & Tuesday, you're a little rough around the edges, and far from refined.
Last time you seemed like you were in perfect sync, but the same can't be said this time around.
Of course, your well-written song and brilliant singing were both terrific.
But music sometimes reflects one's doubts and fears, and the insecurities in one's heart.
You were able to perfectly express that through music.
If you asked me whose song I'd rather listen to again...
that would be yours.
Incredible! Carole & Tuesday have made it to the final!
Congratulations, the both of you!
We did it!
Ow!
All right!
Booyah!
Ow, ow, ow!
Oh! Sorry!
Catherine, what was the deciding factor?
That would be the fact that you two stole my heart.
I totally get you! They stole my heart too!
So you have no regrets, then, Pyotr?
I'm sad about losing, but I got a ton of new followers, so I'm super happy!
Pyotr, I know you'll make it big one day.
There's one last thing I want to say to you.
I'll be following you too.
Pow!
Thank goodness...
Well that's a relief.
Oh yeah, Gus, did you find who did it?
No, thanks to something or other about privacy, the crucial moments weren't caught on camera.
Thank you, everyone! Pow, pow, pow!
I'm sad to say that's all we've got time for!
Tune in next week for the final of destiny!
Who will take it home, Angela or Carole & Tuesday?
Don't miss out on this battle for the ages!
Hey guys! I'm almost up! Heading to the stage now!
I think I might be getting a bit nervous.
That trick you pulled was quite underhanded.
Pardon?
You can't hide it from me.
Who might stand to gain from Carole & Tuesday not being able to perform?
That's what you call, "goes without saying".
You...
Hey! Gus!
Um, I just spotted someone suspicious in a video among Pyotr's endless stream of uploads.
Really?
Who is it?
You can't see very well, but it looks to be a young, slender woman.
S-Slender?
Roddy.
Y-Yes?
Tell that master detective there this:
"Put a pair of working eyes in those empty sockets of yours."
Welcome back.
Hey, what were you doing in their dressing room?
Well, I...
To tell you the truth, Mr. Tao seemed concerned about Carole & Tuesday, so I went to check them out.
Tao did?
Yes. I'm sorry I didn't tell you.
I figured if they even caught Mr. Tao's attention, they must be formidable opponents.
And so you thought I couldn't win?
Huh?
That's why you went and did that to them?
What? Hold on a minute!
Do you think I—
You didn't think I could win after hearing me sing?
What? Of course I did!
I'm your biggest fan!
You are?
You're no real fan of mine.
A real fan would believe in me.
I can't believe someone like you would call herself my fan.
How could you? I'm your number one fan!
I'm the biggest...
Angela fan out there!
Please wait a little longer!
Why can't we leave?
When can we go home?
Please come with us.
Hey, Tues...
We found the perpetrator!
Are you hurt?
Well, you hurt me too.
It's all your fault.
You said you'd work with me.
I never said that!
It's all your fault!
You betrayed me!
Hey!
You betrayed me, and you got what you deserved!
What? Cybelle?
I never expected her to be behind it.
Where's Tuesday?
She's having her hand looked at by a doctor.
They still want to question us.
Go wait outside.
Okay.
Carole!
Hey. Is your hand okay?
Yeah. They said I'll be able to play the guitar again in a week.
That's great to hear.
Yeah.
Hey, so...
I didn't really want to have to say this,
but the way you never speak up is part of the problem.
And you didn't seem to be completely focused either.
That's not true. During the performance I was definitely—
At this rate, we won't be able to beat Angela.
If we lose, we're back to finding odd jobs.
We're back to singing on the bridge.
But I guess that's fine for you, since you still have somewhere to go home to.
I may have a home, but no one's waiting for me there.
Even when I ran away, no one came to look for me.
There's no place for me in that house!
Miss Tuesday.
We're here to take you home.
Your mother is waiting.
Let's go.
No!
What?
Don't make things difficult.
Not like I want to do this kind of dirty work.
O-Ow!
What are you doing?! Let her go!
Carole!
What's going on?
Hey!
Carole!
Hey, are you okay?
Where's Tuesday?