All language subtitles for [BlurayDesuYo] Shingeki no Kyoujin - Lost Girls OVA 01

Stop it!

Annie, stop!

Why? Why? Why?

Why are you doing this, Annie?

What must be done must be done, no matter the cost.

Even if it means shedding the blood of many.

Anyone can understand that.

Tomorrow is no different.

These hands are destined to spill the blood of yet another victim.

Tomorrow's mission, the 57th outer wall inspection,

will end in the capture of Eren Jaeger.

Stohess District, Military Police Brigade Division

What'cha reading?

Let's see...

Hey, Annie, how is the Military Police?

Out here we're preparing for an outer wall inspection.

It's a pain having to memorize
the long-range scouting formation.

Makes me wish I had joined the Military Police too.

Eren is in a different group,
so we haven't spoken recently.

This letter is so boring it makes me want to cry.

I guess I should have expected
as much from one of your friends.

I mean, look at you. You're still
wearing your uniform on our day off.

Haven't I told you that you'll
end up a social outcast like that?

You've gotta put more effort into being sociable.

The least you can do is dress nicely.

Maybe next time.

When tomorrow's patrol starts,
could you do me a favor and tell them I'm sick?

Sure I can, but why?

I've just got an errand to run.

You know that the reason we have days off is to make time for errands, right?

Just do it today.

I kind of have to work around other peoples' schedules.

Fine, but you owe me one.

Apparently that girl ran away from home.

And?

Well, about five days ago,

one of my friends pushed that job onto me.

There's like, no way I can do it.

And?

Hey, can you stop saying "and" so much?

It feels like I'm being interrogated.

Maybe if some other expression comes to mind.

So?

Ugh, whatever.

So,

I know it's hard to believe,
but I'm actually pretty forgetful,

so it'd be nice if you could return that favor before I forget.

I see. This is your price for the favor I asked.

If you don't wanna help me,
you can take an unexcused absence.

But it will go on your record at HQ.

That's what you're trying to avoid, right?

So?

Glad we could reach an agreement.

So, what kind of guy is it?

Your so-called errand is really a date with a guy, right?

Please don't tell me it's that Reiner guy who wrote the letter.

So come on, who's your date?

A 15.9 meter Titan.

Promise me you'll never try to tell a joke again.

That one was so bad it makes me want to cry.

Carly Stratmann.

Born in 830. Twenty years old.

The only daughter of Elliot G. Stratmann, president of the Marleen Company.

What's up with you, Annie?

Working on your day off?

I'm really not in the mood to enjoy a break.

Also, I have a favor to return,
and I'll feel guilty if I don't do it now.

You're a weird one.

Well, give it your best.

If I don't keep busy, I'll just make myself feel bad thinking about tomorrow.

So I'll let myself play soldier for one more day.

Annie!

Thanks for helping me!

Sir,

Annie Leonhart of the Military Police is here to see you.

Enter.

Take a seat.

Excuse me.

I would like to know any details you have
about the disappearance of your daughter.

So you're telling me she hasn't been found yet?

You must have at least found some clues.

I apologize, but not yet.

I see, I must have been working too hard lately,

because I'm having trouble understanding you.

Ten days have passed since I reported my daughter's disappearance.

However, despite the Military Police's best efforts,
not a single lead has been found in that time?

Are you soldiers really that inept?

You are free to think of us that way.

That's not it.

You're lying to me.

There have been no attempts at a search for these past ten days.

I presume someone was shirking responsibility.

You are correct.

This case passed through two people before reaching me this morning.

I see. So you are the only person who will actually search for my daughter.

That's right.

How long have you held your position?

One month.

I must have paid a fortune in taxes over my lifetime,

and this is what I get back in return.

They sent a greenhorn of one month to handle
the search for my one and only daughter.

If you are unhappy with my services, you are free to dismiss me.

I'm sure you can afford to hire a private investigator to conduct the search.

Not a bad idea.

I'll take my leave.

But there's one catch.

Private companies are a bunch of swindlers.

The only cause they ever use their heads for is the mad chase for money.

Furthermore, I believe in my own eyes.

They see through people.

My eyes tell me that you are worthy of trust, despite your inexperience.

Will you search for my daughter?

That is my job.

Now then, you wanted to know the circumstances of my daughter's disappearance.

Correct.

It was two days before I reported her missing.

She didn't show up for dinner that day.

She had never missed dinner before, not even once.

No matter how busy we are, my daughter and I always at least eat dinner together.

We've agreed not to meddle in each other's lives as long as we keep that tradition.

When did you last see her?

The last time we had met was dinner on the day before.

Did you find her behavior unusual at that time?

I didn't sense anything amiss, no.

Do you know where and with whom your daughter spent her time?

No.

Do you know what her hobbies were?

I don't.

Am I correct in assuming that you are completely in the dark about your daughter's life?

That's right.

I haven't known anything about her life since she graduated from Einrich University three years ago.

What was her major?

Chemistry.

As I've said, we agreed not to have
anything to do with each other's lives.

Not even if she had hypothetically spent all her time fooling around.

Did your daughter spend much time fooling around?

I was speaking hypothetically.

I don't actually know.

Could it have been a kidnapping?

Probably not.

I haven't seen any demands for ransom.

Were you on good terms with your daughter?

I never knew what was on her mind.

I doubt there are any fathers who know what goes on in their daughters' minds.

Yes, who is this?

So many visitors today.

It reminds me of old times.

By the way, why did you join the Military Police?

Why do you ask?

People like you are rare.

I just wanted to do my part to protect domestic peace and stability.

I don't think any other reason is necessary.

I see...

Is there anything else you wanted to ask?

No, that should be enough for the time being.

I will return here if I find anything useful.

Thanks.

You can tell I'm lying, can't you?

I know you can.

But you're hiding something too.

I'll leave immediately. Prepare the carriage.

Understood, sir.

Stohess District
While Wall Sina's eastern walled city
has a luxurious housing district inhabited by the wealthy,
the back alleys are filled with bars and pubs
that cater to physical laborers, giving rise to a chaotic atmosphere.
Former plans to construct an underground city
have for some reason been deadlocked,
and to this day there remain vestigial underground tunnels.

Declassified Information

In short, Marleen Company was in the business of transporting wares

from Wall Maria to small retailers in Wall Sheena.

Sounds like your typical merchant business.

Right.

But when Wall Maria was destroyed in 840, the company lost most of its money.

It drew out of shipping and now only rents out carriages.

I see. Thanks.

How did you get stuck working today?

Don't lump me in with you soldiers.

My job is cataloging.

The world would fall apart without cataloging.

Marleen Company is on the decline.

But Stratmann is still maintaining a luxurious lifestyle.

Furthermore, Carly Stratmann didn't help out when her family fell on hard times.

And her father wasn't troubled by it at all.

What a weird family.

No,

my relationship with my dad was plenty weird too.

Getting tired, Annie?

Remember, this is for the sake of fulfilling your destiny.

You were brought into this world to fulfill your destiny.

Unconditional obedience.

Those were the only words that existed between me and my father.

Wait a second.

Carly lived off of her father's money.

But her father spoke about her as if they were equals.

We agreed not to have anything to do with each other's lives.

Not even if she had hypothetically spent all her time fooling around.

Fooling around...

Marlo,

let me see the interrogation records.

I was right.

Carly was interrogated two years ago.

She passed out drunk in front of a bar and was taken into custody by the Military Police.

The name of that bar was

Pete Rideau's.

I'm with the Stohess District Military Police.

Have you seen this woman?

Nope, don't know her.

No matter how much money you show me,
I don't know what I don't know.

I'm just thirsty. Limeade, please.

You lot know her?

No way.

Why don't you go back home and cry to your daddy—

Coderoin.

Possession of illegal drugs carries a three to five year sentence.

However—

Don't fuck with us!

As I was saying,

if you tell me what you know about this woman,

I'll have seen nothing.

What'll it be?

Carly was a regular here.

She was so generous it made people wet their pants.
She was always buying drinks for us.

Dancing with us too.

Everyone liked Carly.

But, and this was around ten days ago,

she suddenly flew into a rage while we were having drinks.

It surprised everyone.

Yeah. After that, she got real quiet and left the bar.

Nobody's seen her since.

What made her get angry?

This dumbass right here.

He took coderoin in front of Carly.

But it was weird.

We did other drugs all the time and she never said anything.

But she got angry when she saw coderoin. Why?

That's what we want to know.

Why did you lie about knowing Carly?

You want to limp home tonight?

Wait!

We thought she might be in trouble.

Her dad's company went bankrupt.

But she always had pocketfuls of gold on her.

There must have been something bad behind that money.

So we thought you were here to arrest her.

Also...

Some guy who gave us the chills
came asking about Carly recently.

What guy?

He wore an expensive suit and had a fake eye.

The eye was all red.
You'd recognize him in an instant.

When was this?

About five days ago.

What kind of illegal activitiy was Carly involved in?

We don't know.

Understood.

I'm filing a report saying that you three were selling illegal drugs to children.

That will land you an even longer sentence than possession.

Hey, cut it out.

We really don't know anything!

You said earlier that you didn't know Carly.

Are you sure you're not just forgetting what she did?

No, we really don't know.

You'd better try to remember on your way to jail.

I think they've told you everything they know.

So I'll ask you to stop harassing them.

Did you remember something too?

I never forgot anything.

I just didn't want to have my reading interrupted.

Maybe Carly's boyfriend knows what she was up to.

Name and address?

Kemper Boltz.

He lives on South Aachen Street.

I don't know the exact address.

I swear, this is my first time hearing this too!

Wh-What is it?

Sorry about that.

Wh-What?

How did you know?

About what?

Carly and Kemper.

You learn a lot of things after working in this business for a long time.

Sometimes things you didn't want to learn.

What the hell am I doing?

If there aren't any more clues at the boyfriend's house, I'll stop looking.

Getting this far should be enough to return the favor.

We've arrived, ma'am.

Could you wait until I come back?

You're new, aren't you?

Don't you know what this place is?

The slums of Stohess District, right?

The Military Police no longer patrol here because it's too dangerous.

Then you already know what my answer is going to be.

Who're you?

Do you know a man by the name of Kemper Boltz?

You need permission to have an open fire in this district.

But if you answer my question,
I might be willing to overlook it.

You're a funny one, lady.

Did your head go bad 'cause of the heat?

How about we help cool you down?

Do you know a man by the name of Kemper Boltz?

Number 225,

third floor.

Mr. Boltz, are you in there?

I'm with the Stohess Military Police.

Are you home, Mr. Boltz?

It's all coderoin.

Hey, what the hell is with all that noise?

I just told you to quiet down earlier.

Shit.

Say something.

Apologize! Give me one of your teary apologies like you always do.

Hurry up!

You shithead, you take me for an idiot?

Just wait right there.

She said she'd give all her love to me.

We dreamed a new life, someplace to be at peace.

But things changed suddenly.

I lost my dreams in the disaster.

I'm crying,

missing my lover.

I don't have that power

on my side forever.

Oh, where is my lover?

And I've got no power.

I'm standing alone,

nowhere,

calling out your name.