Note - There are mandatory story dialogues that will progress the Achievements. I will not be listing those.
Please Turn In Your Badge
Select “Mia Fey” when asked for the Defendant's name in The First Turnabout
Phoenix: The, um, defendant? That's... er... Mia Fey?
Mia: Wrong, Wright. Look, I have to leave. I have to go home. I'm... I'm expecting a delivery.
Phoenix: Aw, c'mon Chief. There's no need to be going so soon, is there?
Mia: Listen, Wright! The defendant is the one on trial--your client! I mean, that's about as basic as you can get!
Phoenix: (I put my foot in it this time! I've got to relax!)
Judge: Sorry, I couldn't hear your answer. I'll ask once more:
Secret Weapons Three
Select “Borrow Missile” during Turnabout Goodbyes
Phoenix: Can we borrow Missile?
Gumshoe: Sure thing, pal. Be good to 'im!
Missile: Woof.
Maya: He's sooooo cute!
Phoenix: (Oh boy...)
Borrowed K-9 unit Missile from Detective Gumshoe.
Select “Borrow the fishing pole” during Turnabout Goodbyes
Phoenix: Can we borrow that flimsy-looking fishing pole?
Gumshoe: Sure thing, pal. Oh, if it breaks, be sure to dispose of it properly, okay?
Phoenix: Er... right.
Borrowed Fishing Pole from Detective Gumshoe.
Lunchbox Specialist
Present Attorney’s Badge to Angel Starr during Rise from the Ashes
Angel: A defense attorney must be able to fight... How about you? Do you think you can win? How about tackling Lunchland's Pickle Supreme lunchbox!?
Ema: Wow! It's really crunchy!
Phoenix: (A box of pickles...? Kind of a sad lunch if you ask me.)
Present Crime Photo to “The chief prosecutor was holding a knife in her right hand…”, and then select “No Problem” during Rise from the Ashes
Phoenix: Now that you mention it, I see no problem here. Other than myself.
Ema: M-Mr. Wright! You can't just let him walk all over you! Th-that's just sad!
Angel: Feeling sad, Mr. Wright? Perhaps a special "Lover's Lunchbox" would cheer you up?
Judge: Well, that was a waste of time. Let's continue with the testimony.
Phoenix: (Perhaps I should have dug a little deeper...)
Choose “What she saw” in response to “(Here's where the counterattack begins! I can't afford to get this wrong!) The witness lied about…” during Rise from the Ashes
Phoenix: She lied about what she saw! In other words, she didn't see Ms. Skye using that emergency phone!
Judge: It does seem hard to imagine how she could have! Very logical!
Angel: …
Edgeworth: …
Phoenix: (What's the matter, Starr? Cat got your lunchbox?)
Ema: Um, Mr. Wright... I hate to bother you while you're celebrating your victory... But why would Ms. Starr lie like that?
Phoenix: Huh?
Ema: Why would she say that my sister had tried to use the phone, but failed? It doesn't make any sense! Why lie about something so insignificant?
Phoenix: Oh... (Dang, she's right!)
Ema: I mean, maybe she really did see her try to use the emergency phone.
Edgeworth: I see no room for doubt here.
Angel: You ordered the P'tooey on rice, right?
Judge: Mr. Wright! And I thought you had something there!
Phoenix: Ugh. (One... one more try!)
Edgeworth: Hmph. I see it in your eyes. You haven't learned your lesson, have you?
Mind Your Own Business, Pal!
Press “It sounded like they were even talking about marriage.” during The Lost Turnabout
Phoenix: Hold it! Marriage? But wasn't the victim 8 years older than her?
Gumshoe: What!? You saying a guy's gotta marry someone the same age as himself, pal!?
Phoenix: No, that's not what I meant at all…
Byrde: Detective Gumshoe and Dustin were only a year apart, you know?
Phoenix: (Ugh... I think this fella has a ways to go before marriage...)
Gumshoe: Mind your own business, pal!
Um, Lotta Hair, Was It?
Rely with “Lotta Hair” when talking to Lotta during Reunion, and Turnabout
Phoenix: Um, Lotta Hair, was it?
???: L-L-Lotta Who!? Wait, you best not be making fun of my hair, now!
Phoenix: Ah, no, um, I wasn't "making fun"... I was "complimenting" you on your fine hair…
???: Hmph, I dare say yer one heartless man, Mr. Wright. It was cause of my testimony that yer friend got outta being guilty. But looks like you already forgot that.
Phoenix: Hold up... you were working with the prosecution at first as one of their witnesses, and came after us as if we were a piece of sirloin steak…
???: Minor detail. Stop being so uptight; lettin' little things get in the way. The name's Hart. Lotta Hart. Don't you go forgetting it!
Phoenix: Oh yeah! That's it!
Lotta: Now listen here. I'm here to take some pictures today. Gonna get myself a real scoop.
Phoenix: Ah, so I guess you're still at it? Being a photographer, I mean.
Lotta: You betcha! The hardest working one out there, I reckon! Didn't I say I was gonna make a name for myself as a famous "paranormal photographer"!?
Naruhodo A. Wrighto
Present Max’s profile to Maya during Turnabout Big Top.
Maya: …
Phoenix: What's the matter? You've been acting strange for a while now.
Maya: Max... He's just some country bumpkin…
Phoenix: So? Why does that matter? He's still a famous magician right?
Maya: I guess. But his real name is... Billy Bob Johns.
Phoenix: (Yikes! The poor guy's got three first names! I guess that is pretty odd.)
Maya: Oh well! If a big star can do it, then you should pretend to be exotic too, Nick!
Phoenix: "A big star..."?
Maya: Max Galactica is a pretty big name! Anyways, what do you think about Naruhodo A. Wrighto?
Phoenix: N-N-Na... *cough* Umm... What's the "A" stand for?
Maya: The "A" stands for "Attorney".
Phoenix: I'll think about it...
Judge Wackner
Press “The Nickel Samurai, that's right, it was the Nickel Samurai that I saw!” during Farewell, My Turnabout.
Phoenix: Hold it! Be a little more careful with your testimony, please! Not too long ago, you said he was wearing his "racing jacket", and now he's not!?
Oldbag: "Not too long ago"...? Then let me ask you this! When you were itty-bitty, what was your grand dream?
Phoenix: ...Huh?
Oldbag: What did you want to be when you grew up, whippersnapper!?
Phoenix: My dream, huh...? Well, I... uh, wanted to be Judge Wackner, hero of the Public's Court. So what!?
Oldbag: See! And look at where you are now! You're not Judge Wackner, are you!? Are you!?
Phoenix: Well…
Oldbag: "What I said earlier"... Who puts any weight into things like that!? The "now" is everything! I can't be held responsible for the "past"!
Phoenix: (Since when did court become theatrics over testimonies?)
Oldbag: All that matters is that man was inside that costume. Isn't that enough!?
Justice Ill Served
Fail to present Shelly de Killer, Video Tape, or both during your last chance during Farewell, My Turnabout.
Judge: ... Well, what do you think, Mr. Edgeworth...?
Edgeworth: Uh... Um... I... don't have anything to say to this…
Judge: Hmm... How about you, Ms. von Karma?
von Karma: ... Well, I was just shot, so…
Judge: I'm afraid I cannot allow the defense to continue.
Phoenix: Whaaat!?
Judge: No one understands what you are talking about anymore!
Phoenix: W-Wait! Please! One more chance…
Judge: That is enough, Mr. Wright. I will now state my verdict. This court finds the defendant, Matt Engarde…
NOT GUILTY
Judge: That is all. This court is adjourned!
And just like that, the case came to an end. I ran away from the courtroom... and wandered the streets alone. I never saw Maya again. De Killer is a man of his word, so I'm sure he released her as promised. I heard the verdict of Ms. Andrews' trial a few days later. She was found guilty, of course. The "miracle" never happened. Maybe it was never meant to. Because a "miracle" is something that doesn't exist.
Beware, Your Honor!
Press “The truth is... Feenie pushed him twice.” during Turnabout Memories.
Mia: Hold it! Ms. Hawthorne... Previously in your testimony you said the following... "Actually, I didn't see the moment he pushed Dougie."
Dahlia: I know... I-I'm sorry. I wanted to protect Feenie.
Mia: So that's why you basically lied to the court?
Dahlia: I was a bad girl... I know... Um, Mr. Judge?
Judge: Y-Yes?
Dahlia: Would you please, please forgive little old me?
Mia: Of course he won't! What you did is called "perjury"...
Judge: Oh, come now! It was just a little old white lie! We'll forget it this time! But please be more careful from now on, alright?
Dahlia: Oh, thank you so much, Mr. Judge.
Judge: Not at all! Ho ho ho...!
Mia: (The judge had better be more careful himself! A dark alley is friendlier than that girl!)
Smells like Oldbag
Examine Helmet and transceiver in Hideout during The Stolen Turnabout.
Phoenix: (Hmmm... This thing looks vaguely familiar.)
Maya: Oh, I know! It's a fishbowl! Well, an upside-down one, anyway…
Phoenix: I think it's a helmet....An alien helmet.
Maya: And that looks like a tape recorder or something next to it.
Phoenix: I think it's a transceiver....An alien transceiver.
Desirée: Oh, that. Ronnie brought that home one day. He asked one of his friends from work if he could have it. It's a Space Ranger uniform. I've never seen Ronnie happier in his whole time.
Maya: Oh, man... Now I want one, too!
Phoenix: (I wonder if KB Security was in charge of security at the event from that old case?)
Examine Desk on left in Security Guard Office during The Stolen Turnabout.
Butz: That's my partner's seat.
Phoenix: Your... partner?
Butz: Well, that's what I call her. She's my superior, actually....Kind of a weird old lady.
Maya: Umm... There's tea spilled all over that machine, you know!
Butz: Oh, don't worry about it. Just the other day, I spilled some chocolate milk on mine. It still works fine, more or less. They really know how to build them, I guess.
Examine Poster on wall in Security Guard Office during The Stolen Turnabout.
Phoenix: Something is written on this poster in fine print.
Maya: "A Guard's 5 Commandments" ...Wow, this sounds serious. Let's see what it says... #1: Obey thy superior #2: Respect thy superior #3: Smile at thy superior #4: Salute thy superior #5: Buy donuts for thy superior upon command It's signed, "Wendy Oldbag, Head Supervisor".
Butz: She's one tough old bird, let me tell you. Cross her and you come face-to-face with her real, genuine ray gun!
Phoenix: ...Yeah, sounds scary alright.
Butz: Well, fortunately she's on vacation. That's why I'm so relaxed right now.
Examine Jacket in Security Guard Office during The Stolen Turnabout.
Phoenix: ...Hey, Larry. That's your jacket, isn't it?
Butz: That's right.
Maya: Umm... Did you know you hung it right on top of some kind of lever?
Butz: Yeah, sure. I was told to never, ever, touch that lever. She scowled and huffed at me, "Something terrible will happen if you do! Got it, greenhorn?"
Maya: ...So why hang your jacket on such an important lever?
Butz: Because it got me curious. If the jacket's weight pulls the lever down, that's what they call an "accident". Doesn't the suspense just kill you? Don't you want to know what'll happen? Huh?
Maya: It's true... It's killing me, too! What about you, Nick?
Phoenix: Yeah, but for a different reason…
Examine Wall next to screens in Security Guard Office during The Stolen Turnabout.
Maya: Wow! Take a look at these things here! Hey! Hey, Larry! What are they!?
Butz: Hmm…
Phoenix: Did you say, "Hmm"?
Butz: Hey, man. It's not like I have to know what they are to do my job. I... I always thought they were just some kind of decoration or something.
Maya: Oh boy…
Phoenix: (How did this guy ever get a job here anyway...?)
Examine Screens in Security Guard Office during The Stolen Turnabout.
Butz: Those screens there show what's going on all over the building. Everywhere. And it's my job to keep a steady eye on them. All of them.
Phoenix: I wouldn't sound so smug if I were you.
Maya: Can you watch regular TV on these, too?
Phoenix: (If anyone would sit here and watch TV instead of working, it's Larry.)
Butz: Hey, Maya, I'm a pro. OK? Besides, you can't get regular TV on it.
Phoenix: And how do you know that, Larry?
Butz: Because that was my first bit of investigation, if you know what I mean.... I know what you're thinking! It was a professional investigation, alright!?
Examine Chair on right in Security Guard Office during The Stolen Turnabout.
Butz: That's my workstation. Pretty cool, huh? I keep a steady eye on the monitors and use that mic for communicating.
Maya: Look at all this equipment. It must be hard to operate.
Butz: No biggie. I think there's an instruction manual somewhere in this room.
Maya: "Somewhere"...?
Phoenix: "Instruction manual"...? What are you going to do in an emergency?
Butz: Well, I guess I'd start by calmly looking for the instruction manual. During that time, my partner, the old lady, would calmly look for her reading glasses. That's what us security professionals call "teamwork".
Phoenix: (Even Maya and Pearls could run this place better.)
Maya: Hey! What's that supposed to mean!
Jean’s Foreign Language Course
Present Attorney’s Badge to Jean Armstrong during Recipe for Turnabout.
Armstrong: Please, monsieur. Z'ere is no need to show me z'at. You are Mon. Phoenix Wright, z'e worst defense lawyer in town.
Phoenix: (I think I can imagine how he formed this completely wrong impression of me...) Um, the last time we met, did I show you this badge?
Armstrong: Oui. You flashed it to everyone in la restaurant!
Maya: Looks like Xin Eohp is a bigger fan of flashing stuff than you are, Nick!
Present Maya’s Profile to Jean Armstrong during Recipe for Turnabout.
Armstrong: Oh là, là! You 'ave such a pretty smile, my petite chulip!
Maya: Who, me?
Armstrong: Oui. La smile is the most important thing for us girls, n'est-ce pas?
Maya: Um... Sure!
Armstrong: If you want a job 'ere, it is yours, precious!
Present Mia’s Profile to Jean Armstrong during Recipe for Turnabout.
Armstrong: Mon dieu! What beauty!
Maya: That's my sister!
Armstrong: Ah, oui? Another delight! But you 'ave a certain je ne sais quois z'at I do not sense from your sister.
Maya: I do?
Armstrong: So throw your head 'ead 'igh! Thrust out your feminine features! Do not lose 'eart, ma fille! You are a woman! A woman extraordinaire!
Maya: Do I look like I need cheering up or something?
Present Maggey’s profile before talking, then select “Maggey’s Motive”, then select “Maggey’s Motive” a second time.
Phoenix: Maggey wouldn't just have put poison in the coffee of some guy she didn't even know. If she's really guilty, there must have been something between her and the victim.
THREE PSYCHE LOCKS
Armstrong: N-Non. It was nothing. I am sure. Qué será, será. Perhaps Maggey 'ad another reason.
Phoenix: (What's Maggey's motive got to do with this chef? Why is he hiding things from me? And another thing... Where did I drop the Magatama? The fact that I can see the lock [sic] must mean it's nearby.)
Maya: I only loaned it to you, you know. So you better find it, Nick! OK?
Phoenix: (...And here I thought it was mine to keep!)
Present Godot’s Profile to Jean Armstrong during Recipe for Turnabout.
Phoenix: Um, about this…
Armstrong: Félicitations! Mais... qu'est-ce que c'est?
Phoenix: Ack! Um... Je... Je no comprehend…
Maya: Nick! Don't just make something up!
Present Victor’s Notes to Jean Armstrong during Recipe for Turnabout.
Armstrong: Pardon, pardon. W'izout my reading glasses, I cannot see z'is. I do not read English well.
Maya: He's not even looking at it.
Phoenix: (We better find a way to make him look, then.)
Present Maya Fey at "Person who Stole Ticket" to Jean Armstrong during Recipe for Turnabout.
Phoenix: Well? How about it?
Armstrong: Ça va?
Phoenix: Excuse me?
Armstrong: It means, "'Ow are you?"
Phoenix: Oh. Um... I'm fine, thanks.
Armstrong: Bien. I am 'appy to 'ear it.
Phoenix: ... (Doesn't sound like I'm doing so fine with this Psyche-Lock though...)
Armstrong: Poor Maggey, she was tempted by la evil, non?
Phoenix: (No! If it was really Maggey, then you'd have no reason to hide the facts from me!)
Present Attorney’s Badge at "Proof that He Stole from Others." to Jean Armstrong during Recipe for Turnabout.
Armstrong: Oui. Per'aps duck would be nice. A terrine, maybe?
Phoenix: Sorry?
Armstrong: I was just thinking about my lunch menu. Terrine de canard. What do you think?
Phoenix: Th-That sounds lovely…
Armstrong: Alors, Au revoir, monsieur. I must go to buy la ingredients.
Phoenix: (I guess my evidence is a bit of a lame duck...)
Present Attorney’s Badge at "Incontestable Proof" to Jean Armstrong during Recipe for Turnabout.
Armstrong: ♪Im~bécile, im~bécile, U ar an im~bécile...♪
Phoenix: Wh-What are you singing?
Armstrong: Just one of my favorite chansons. It is called, "Imbécile". It is French. Come, monsieur. Sing together w'iz me. ♪Im~bécile, im~bécile, U ar an im~bécile...♪
Phoenix: (Armstrong's definitely stolen from his customers before... I just need to find the right evidence to prove it...)
Present Attorney’s Badge at "Desperate Need of a Large Amount of Cash" to Jean Armstrong during Recipe for Turnabout.
Phoenix: Well, Mr. Armstrong!?
Armstrong: Mais, monsieur. It is not I who is in trouble. Is it you, non?
Phoenix: Huh?
Armstrong: Une petite question…
Phoenix: Wh-What?
Armstrong: It means, "a little question". Together now, w'iz me! Une petite question.
Phoenix: Oon put it keschon.
Armstrong: Bravo, monsieur! Oh, you are a dream! Excellent!
Phoenix: (We're definitely not on the same page here... let alone book...)
Armstrong: Is z'at all...?
Present Maggey’s Profile when Jean Armstrong is in the Kitchen during Recipe for Turnabout.
Armstrong: Oh, 'ow it 'urts me to see z'at poor girl's face!
Phoenix: Maggey's?
Armstrong: I 'eard she was super'umanly un'appy.
Maya: Superhumanly...?
Armstrong: And if she 'adn't come to work for me, she wouldn't 'ave got into z'is mess.
Phoenix: (Huh? I'm missing something here, aren't I?)
Armstrong: Je suis désolé, Maggey! Forgive me!
Press "When it all 'appened, z'ere were just two customers in my restaurant." in Recipe for Turnabout.
Phoenix: And who were the two customers, exactly?
Armstrong: Mais, of course. La young man who died......and la other, not-so-young, man.
Judge: Hmm... You are referring to yesterday's witness, I presume?
Phoenix: (What about the other man Maggey says she saw at the table? Something tells me Mr. Armstrong isn't planning to disclose his existence...)
Maya: We need some hard evidence first before we can bring him up, don't we...?
Phoenix: I guess I'll just have to try a different approach for the time being.
Press "I remember I was experimenting w'iz some new art deco z'at day." in Recipe for Turnabout.
Phoenix: You were experimenting with art deco? How come I never heard about that before today?
Armstrong: You are not familiar w'iz z'e language of interior design, monsieur?
Phoenix: Please stay on topic! Now, why didn't you tell the court about this before!?
Armstrong: But I did. Just a few moments ago!
Judge: Ahem! Excuse me, Mr. Armstrong. This "deco" you mentioned... Are you referring to some sort of "decocture"?
Phoenix: No, no! Art deco, it is a style of design! ...Your Honor. He's talking about interior design. Walls, ceilings, carpets, that kind of thing.
Judge: Ah, yes. Of course. That "deco".
Armstrong: I was trying to achieve a more "la effeminate" look for my restaurant. I was planning z'e most bold remodeling of la decor.
Press "Like 'aving a large mirror between la tables, for example." in Recipe for Turnabout.
Phoenix: How big of a mirror are we talking about here?
Armstrong: Bof! Something about 4 meters wide and, err... Oui. About 2 meters 'igh.
Phoenix: (Let's see... If 1 meter is about 1 yard... Holy glass in a frame, that's huge!)
Armstrong: I was intending to install it on la ceiling eventually.
Phoenix: The ceiling!? (Was there a mirror on the ceiling!? I don't remember...)
Armstrong: Mais, non. But I decided not to go through w'iz it in z'e end.
Phoenix: (What should I do? Should I ask him more about the mirror or not?)
(Select “Leave it”)
Phoenix: (He couldn't lie about such a huge object like that. It must've been there in the restaurant somewhere.)
Godot:...
Press "Oui! Per'aps z'at is what la old man was looking at." in Recipe for Turnabout.
Phoenix: Normally, I'd expect people to know the difference between a reflection and a real object.
Godot: "Normally"? How does normality come into this? That's lame, Trite. Even for you.
Phoenix: Huh?
Godot: Are you trying to say that if something isn't normal, it isn't possible? Is that it? Where does that leave the porcu-headed lawyer and the topknot chick over there... and the ungodly cool guy with the mask over here? Well, Trite!?
Phoenix: Aaack! Not the hair!
Maya: I do not have a topknot!
Judge: Mr. Godot is correct. A lack of normality is no basis for discounting an argument.
Armstrong: Bien! Logic 'as won la day!
Press "La cup, la earpiece, and la glasses... 'E would 'ave seen everyz'ing in reverse, non?" in Recipe for Turnabout.
Phoenix: Everything? He would have seen everything in reverse?
Armstrong: Oui.
Maya: Hey, Nick... We should take a sec and think about what Old Seedy said in his testimony…
Phoenix: (How did he phrase it again...?)
Kudo: The boy was wearing the earpiece on the same side as the green lens of his specs.
Kudo: No question! You can lock me up if I'm wrong! It was his left ear, without a doubt!
Kudo: And then he used the same hand to pick up the cup. His left hand!
Maya: If he saw everything he described reflected in a mirror......then everything he said he saw on the "left" was actually on the "right", huh.
Phoenix: (And that clears up all the problems with his testimony, I guess... Or does it...?)
Godot: Ha...!
Press "La mirror, it was in z'e middle of la restaurant, dividing z'e two 'alves." in Recipe for Turnabout.
Phoenix: So, run this by me again. The mirror was here, correct?
Armstrong: Oui.
Phoenix: Oui? Really!? Because I know if I were you, I wouldn't have put a mirror there! It would be in the way!
Godot: Look who's talking, Trite.
Phoenix: Huh?
Godot: You're obstructing my view, among other things.
Phoenix: But, but, but! This is my seat in the courtroom...!
Godot: Trés Bien's "charm" is that it gives you the impression that you're the only customer. Temporarily placing a mirror in that spot would hardly be "in the way". Unlike you... Trite.
Armstrong: I tell you, monsieur. la mirror was z'ere, in z'e middle of la restaurant.
Press "Z'ere is only one seat from which you could 'ave seen an image of la victim." in Recipe for Turnabout.
Phoenix: And where would that be!?
Armstrong: Oh lá lá! Look 'ow you lean towards me! I always attract z'e younger boys! Maybe I should keep you in suspense a little longer!
Judge: Mr. Armstrong! Tell the court what you know at once!
Armstrong: I attract z'e older ones, too, you know, 'andsome! Shall I tease you, too!?
Judge: Nnngh…
Godot: I'm already seeing a very hot someone, so I'm afraid you'll be waiting for a long time.
Maya: I bet she has mocha-cream skin and cappuccino perfume.
Armstrong: Bien. I will tell you... Z'ere was only one seat from which you could 'ave seen…
Press "Z'at was la seat at z'e table next to la victim's. Z'at was where la old man was sitting." in Recipe for Turnabout.
Phoenix: So why can you only see the victim from that particular seat?
Armstrong: Mais, monsieur. It is obvious, non? If you look at la plans you will understand. La victim would 'ave been reflected in la mirror like so. If you were sitting at la table next to 'im, you would see everything, non?
Maya: So that's the seat Old Seedy was sitting in on that day......when the poisoning happened.
Phoenix: (The old man was sitting at the table next to the victim? Why does that seem kinda odd...?)
Press "After la terrible incident occurred, I move la mirror so it was not in z'e way." in Recipe for Turnabout.
Phoenix: Did you move the mirror while Mr. Kudo was off calling the police?
Armstrong: Oui. Exactement. I carried it out of la restaurant z'en.
Phoenix: You moved a huge mirror like that all by yourself?
Armstrong: What can I say? I know 'ow to pick things up, 'andsome!
Phoenix: …
Godot: Heh heh…
Maya: G-Godot actually laughed at something!
Judge: Well, given the witness's physique, I suppose it is possible. Did you move anything else from the crime scene, Mr. Armstrong?
Armstrong: I look like z'e obliging type, non?
Press "But naturally, I did not touch anything else!" in Recipe for Turnabout.
Phoenix: Are you sure about that?
Armstrong: I touched nothing except la mirror!
Phoenix: …
Judge: Mr. Wright? Is there something the witness has said that doesn't match the crime scene?
Phoenix: (Yeah, there is... I just can't put my finger on what exactly.)
Godot: Ha...! Suffering from a case of heartburn, Trite?
Armstrong: Oh, I 'ave just z'e thing for z'at! An oil with golden myrrh and frankenstaince…
Godot: Add a few drops to your coffee, and voila! Enjoy.
Phoenix: (Focus, Phoenix. Breathe... I need to ignore those two and just find some evidence.)
Press "La victim, Monsieur Elg, 'e came to my restaurant alone." in Recipe for Turnabout.
Phoenix: Was he alone at his table as well?
Armstrong: Mais, oui. I saw 'im from la kitchen.
Phoenix: Yet the defendant, Ms. Byrde, remembers it differently. She swears there was another man at the victim's table.
Godot: Ha...! Unfortunately for you, Trite......yesterday's witness also testified that the victim was alone.
Phoenix: ...!
Godot: You know, seeing you squirm like that reminds me......of a certain coffee's bitter-sweet bite.
Phoenix: (What kind of coffee has he been drinking!?)
Maya: It's not coffee, it's love! It's love that's bitter-sweet.
Phoenix: (Hearing Maya say that makes her seem wise all of a sudden...)
Press "I remember la old man arrived not long after 'im." in Recipe for Turnabout.
Phoenix: By old man, you mean Victor Kudo, correct?
Armstrong: Oui. 'E comes often for my special coffee.
Godot: I drank your coffee once, Mr. Armstrong. It's special, I'll give you that. It's worth a sip just for the experience.
Armstrong: Oh, you make me so 'appy, monsieur! You are most welcome any time!
Godot: I said it was worth one sip, and nothing more.
Phoenix: (So old Mr. Kudo arrived at the restaurant around the same time as the victim. Maybe I should ask about his arrival in more detail.)
Choose How Many Minutes After?
Phoenix: So you're saying that not much time elapsed between when the victim and Mr. Kudo arrived?
Armstrong: Oui. Z'at is correct.
Phoenix: (But that still leaves the possibility that something happened in that gap of time.) And by your recollection, how much time would you say elapsed?
Armstrong: Let me see... Approximately 2 minutes, I would say.
Phoenix: T-Two minutes!? That's all?
Judge: Hmm... It seems unlikely that anything untoward could have happened in such a short time.
Phoenix: (Rats! I knew I shouldn't have pursued this line of questioning...)
Press "Z'ere were no other customers." in Recipe for Turnabout.
Phoenix: So your only customers were Mr. Kudo and the victim?
Godot: How many times do you need to ask the same thing, Trite? You'd never catch me drinking the same blend twice!
Phoenix: Huh?
Godot: You're trying to establish the presence of a "phony victim" in the restaurant. But you're wasting your time. You can't grind bird seed to make coffee, if you catch my drift…
Phoenix: (But there's a hole in this testimony somewhere! I'm sure of it!)
Press "When 'e got word 'e won la lottery, Mon. Elg became very excited." in Recipe for Turnabout.
Phoenix: Did you see him?
Armstrong: Non, I was in ze kitchen. But I 'eard 'im. I remember 'im shouting, "Yes! 'Alf a million bucks!"
Godot: Presumably the defendant heard that too, then, correct?
Armstrong: Maggey...? She looked like a poor little frightened dove!
Phoenix: And what about Mr. Kudo?
Armstrong: La old man chocked on some bird seed z'at got stuck in 'is throat.
Judge: Hmm... It seems we now have yet another incident on our hands.
Press "It was approximately 5 minutes later z'at la poisoning incident occurred." in Recipe for Turnabout.
Phoenix: And what were you doing at that point? Without any customers, you must have had time to kill.
Armstrong: I am multi-talented woman, monsieur!
Phoenix: Sorry? What do you mean?
Armstrong: Z'ere is la renowned chef, Jean Armstrong, and la tragic poet, Claurice Armstrong.
Judge: C-C-Claurice...?
Armstrong: Oui. I was writing a poem. An angry tale of a chef in 'alf a million dollars of debt......cooking for a man who won 'alf a million dollars on la lottery! It is called, "Pourquoi". It means, "Why". Per'aps I could recite it for la court?
Phoenix: Please don't…
Press "Non, z'ere was no time for a phony to do la acting." in Recipe for Turnabout.
Phoenix: You mean you contacted the police as soon as the incident occurred?
Armstrong: I asked la old man to call from la pay phone.
Godot: By your own argument, Trite......the purpose of this "phony victim's" performance was so the old man would see it. In other words......once the incident occurred, this opportunity would completely disappear.
Judge: Indeed.
Armstrong: Bien. It seems la shadow of doubt 'as been lifted, n'est-ce pas?
Phoenix: ...
Press "I remember la old man arrived not long after 'im, just after 2 PM." in Recipe for Turnabout.
Phoenix: Are you absolutely sure about the time?
Armstrong: When I think really 'ard, 1 am sure it was just after 2. Oui. It is la time I stop serving la lunch menu.
Judge: Quite right. I always break for lunch when the restaurants are serving their specials. I've been known to wind up a case early just to make it on time! Hah hah!
Phoenix: (I guess you should never get between a hungry judge and his lunch...)
Judge: Oh, would you look at that! It's almost lunchtime already.
Phoenix: Witness! Get on with your testimony, please!
Violetta’s Home-Made Donuts
Present anything other than Repair Bill to “Did the injury in question have something to do with this?” in Recipe for Turnabout.
Phoenix: Take that! Well!?
Viola: Donuts...?
Phoenix: Huh?
Viola: I baked them myself... Home-made donuts... Have one…
Phoenix: Umm, what's inside?
Viola: Jam, and... …
Phoenix: I'm sorry, but I didn't quite catch that…
Viola: Hee... Hee…
Phoenix: Um... Thanks, but no thanks... I think I'll pass. (I guess that was a flop. What happened to this woman for her to have such a huge bandage around her head? There must be some piece of evidence that'll prompt her to tell me what happened...)
I Hate Childhood Friends
Present Attorney’s badge to Larry at Main Gate in Bridge to the Turnabout.
Butz: Come to think of it, when you were a kid, you were always saying, "When I grow up, I want to be a lawyer and defend people," or something like that.
Edgeworth: ...That was a long time ago.
Butz: But see, now you've got the chance to follow your boyhood dream for a day! Edgey! You've gotta do it! You gotta save my little Iris!
Edgeworth: .. (Grr... This is exactly why I hate childhood friends...)
Examine flags in Heavenly Hall in Bridge to the Turnabout.
Edgeworth: What is this festive-looking ornament?
Butz: It reminds me of art class in grade school. We used to have a lot of fun decorating the classroom with origami. Remember?
Edgeworth: W-Well, I…
Butz: Oh, yeah... You were never any good at it.
Gumshoe: Really?
Butz: Yeah, this guy was so bad, he couldn't even fold a dollar, let alone a crane. Everyone tried to comfort him, but he would just sit there sobbing.
Gumshoe: Really? I never would have expected that.
Edgeworth: Be quiet already! I'll never forget the shame of that day! You want a crane! I can now make a perfect quarter-inch crane without a single flaw!
Butz: ... You know, Edgey... Nothing for nothing, but a quarter-inch crane without a single flaw is not easy.
Gumshoe: Yeah, that's quite a feat, Prosecutor Edgeworth!
Edgeworth: (Grr... This is exactly why I hate childhood friends...)
Ladders Vs. Stepladders
Turnabout Samurai
Maya: Look, a ladder!
Phoenix: That's a "step"-ladder.
Maya: So? What's the difference? You need to stop judging things based on narrow-minded cultural assumptions, Nick!
Phoenix: R-right... sorry. (This girl is OUT there!)
Rise from the Ashes
Ema: Ah hah! A ladder.
Phoenix: Um... That's a stepladder.
Ema: What's the difference? In scientific terms, please.
Phoenix: S-scientific, huh?
Ema: Look at the basic nature of things, Mr. Wright.
Phoenix: (This all seems so horribly familiar somehow...)
Turnabout Big Top
Maya: Ah, a ladder.
Phoenix: It's just a stepladder.
Maya: What's the difference? They do the same thing, right? I think you should stick with the basic facts of the matter.
Phoenix: Oh... Uh... OK. (It's not even worth arguing with her on this one.)
The Stolen Turnabout
Maya: Look, a ladder!
Phoenix: That's a "step"-ladder.
Maya: So? What's the difference? You need to stop judging things based on narrow-minded cultural assumptions, Nick!
Phoenix: R-Right... sorry. (Why do I feel like we've had this exact same conversation before somewhere...?)
Bridge to the Turnabout
Gumshoe: Look, a ladder!
Phoenix: That's a "step"-ladder.
Gumshoe: What's the difference? Looks like a normal ladder to me, pal.
Phoenix: (Surely everyone knows the difference... I mean, they're pretty ordinary objects...)
Gumshoe: I've met plenty of guys like you, always picking on the smallest details. The vegetable store guy near my place does it all the time. He even corrects me when I ask for a head of lettuce. "That's a cabbage," he says. I'm telling you, they're the exact same thing!
Phoenix: No they're not! They're completely different!
Gumshoe: You have to plant both of them firmly in the ground before they can grow, don't you? Listen. You gotta take a step back and look at the bigger picture sometimes. Otherwise you could miss a really important clue. That's advice from a pro, pal!
Phoenix: (...The last person I need advice from is this guy in front of me.)