All language subtitles for Ghost In The Shell 2

"If our gods and our hopes are nothing but scientific phenomena,
then it must be said that our love is scientific as well"

Repo-202 calling air traffic control.

We've arrived over the site.
[The kanji means "Look"]

Now starting data-relay.

What's the situation?

52 minutes ago, the suspect killed the owner of an apartment.
That's the first murder site. Then, the suspect ran away.

The suspect then killed two cops in this unregistered alley,
which is the second murder site, and is currently hiding there.

We've sealed all the exits and we're
planning on going in in two minutes.

That's a cyborg from Section 9.

Nothing good ever comes
from messing with those guys.

Seems like Denkei wants to get involved.
They're asking for a datalink. [Trans. Note: Denkei is short
for DENnon KEIsatsu which means "Al police".]

First the police, then the Denkei...

Politely ask them to leave.

Help me

Help me

So far there have been
8 homicides by gynoids.

In each case, after killing their owners, the robots
erased their own brains and destroyed themselves.

The body in question is made by
Locus Solus Company. Type 2050 Hadaly.

It's a beta mass production
model for evaluation test.

It seems that it was loaned to the
beta testers under contract for free,

but now all the machines
have been recalled.

According to the latest
report submitted to us,

there's no problem either in
the hardware, nor the software.

You got all that?

The new gynoids go out of control without
any known reason, and attack their owners.

The manufacturer recalled these machines in a panic. What's
left is: the usual lawsuit from the victims' families;

long civil trials over how much of the responsibility is actually
theirs; and how much compensation they might have to fork over.

I think I understood everything, except
why Section 9 is getting involved in this.

What does it mean, "to understand"?

People can't ever know they understand something;
they can only hope that they understand.

Now there are two reasons
for Section 9's intervention:

First, none of the victims' families
have taken any legal action thus far.

They've always opted
to settle out of court.

Second, one of the
victims is a politician,

and one a retired police officer.

As long as there's a possibility
that this may be a terrorist act,

it's our job to determine whether
Section 9 should get involved.

Ishikawa and Azuma are in charge
of investigating the victims.

You two investigate the gynoids.

No questions, just go.

I want to tell you, I did
not volunteer for this job.

I know that I'm not as good as the Major.
[Trans. Note: This is a reference to Motoko Kusanagi]

It's not like that.

They've still got her listed as MIA.

All she ever possessed were
her brain and her ghost anyway.

Even if she doubted
either one ever existed.

Her body and brain just
belonged to the government.

Even the classified information in
her memory belonged to the government.

All they want is to reclaim her memory,
regardless of whether she's dead or not.

So, where shall we start?

Locus Solus is located to the far north, but let's start
our investigation at the precinct, since it's nearby.

[The Kanji says "Police"]

3014, we have a code 208. 3014, we have a
code 208. Please provide backup for 2033.

It's you...

About the doll this guy
destroyed yesterday...

Two of our young men got killed,

...don't tell me you're
taking over this case.

We're here to decide whether
or not Section 9 will take over.

Forensics is on the right side of
the end of the 19th floor hallway.

Need me to show you the way?

No thanks. It's not
like I'm a tourist here.

An unripe fruit attracts no birds...

...They only come when it becomes sweet.

When you were a cop, didn't you also talk back to guys
who came out of nowhere and tried to take over the case?

That's why I lost it. It was
like looking back at a younger me.

"What's the point of blaming the mirror
if you don't like what you see."
[Trans. Note: He's quoting Nikolai Vasilevich Gogol.]

"The mirror is not a tool for realizing the
truth, but for obscuring it."
[Trans. Note: He's quoting Ryokuu Saitou.]

Both our faces aren't meant for mirrors.

Why do you keep coming back?
I'm not going to cooperate.

I'll have you detained if you persist.

I am Togusa from Section 9 of the
police. This scary looking man here is-

The guy who blasted this
girl with a double-ought buck.

If only you had used a.50 caliber hollow
point, we could have recovered the robot easily.

Two of the three victims
were police officers.

She tried to commit suicide
before getting shot...

...didn't she?

What was that about a suicide, uh...?

Halloway.

Miss Halloway, what was
that about a suicide?

The gynoids somehow obtained
permission to hurt people.

Therefore, they must end their lives as
a result of conflicts with the third law.

"Protect your own existence as long as
such protection does not harm humans."

Technically I think you should
call it self destruction.

If you wish to underline the
difference between human and machines.

Is the self-destruction phenomena
particular to a specific model?

I can't say that's completely correct.

These last few years, the number of robot
related incidents have been rising sharply.

Most noticeably in petbot models.

What's the cause?

I don't know... Viral or micro organism infection in the nervous
system, man-made mistakes during production, aging parts...

It could be many reasons, but...

But?

People throw robots away when
they don't need them anymore.

They keep buying new products
every time a new model comes out.

Some of the scrapped ones become vagrant
and they deteriorate without maintenance.

The only thing a robot desires
is to not be disposed of.

No way...

When people think "Humans are different from robots", it
is no more profound than thinking "white is not black".

While this may not be the
case for industry robots,

the androids and gynoids as
petbots, at least, were built

free from utilitarianism and pragmatism.

Why are they are human-shaped?

Why did they need to be made in
the image of the ideal human body?

I wonder why humans devote so much effort
into making something similar to themselves.

Have you got any kids?

One daughter.

Children stray from the human norms.

That is, if you call "human" the thing that has
established self and act according to its mind.

What is a child, an initial phase of a human
being who lives without any concept of norms?

Obviously the content of a child is different from
that of a human, and yet children are human shaped.

The doll a girl uses to play house with is not a substitute
for an actual baby, nor is it a tool for practicing parenting.

The girl is definitely
not practicing parenting.

Rather, playing with dolls and
parenting might just be similar.

What are you talking about?

In other words, parenting is a quick method to
realize the ancient human dream: to create an android.

Mind you, that's just my opinion.

Kids are... not dolls!

Descartes didn't distinguish between humans and
machines or organic world and inorganic world.

When his daughter died at the age of five,
he found a doll that looked just like her.

He named her Francine and doted on her.

There was a story like that.

Why don't we talk about
something more concrete?

What can you tell me about that robot
from Locus Solus, the Type 2052 "Hadaly"?

Well...

It's a high quality product.

I hear that the body is a mass produced beta version,
but it seems to have received a special configuration.

Special configuration?

It's equipped with some organs that are
not necessary for the maid functions.

What do you mean?

It's a sexdroid.

It's not an option most people want
to publicize, but it's not illegal.

No wonder the families
settled out of court.

The memory is reformatted when
the robot stops functioning.

This is a normal procedure by the manufacturer to
protect the technical information of the software.

But...

But what?

A file was left in the sound
buffer. Do you want me to play it?

Help me

Thanks a lot.

Hey...

I hesitate to ask such a thing, but...

I have never given birth to
a child, nor raised one...

...and I'm not registered
with an ovum bank.

Thank you very much, Miss...

Halloway. You don't need
to add "Miss" or "Mrs.".

That woman didn't seem
like the technical type.

She's the type who would add her
opinions in the extra info fields.

I used to do that often too.

That's why you didn't get promoted?

Anyways we'll get that gynoid's
brain at Section 9's lab.

We're not gonna see her again, huh?

Is she your type?

To tell you the truth, I happen
to like older women. What's next?

Let's just stick to the routine.

Starting with the shipment inspector?

09 calling 907. We have a 602
at the boathouse in area 201.

Victim is Locus shipment inspector.

Site was secured 2 minutes
after the precinct's arrival.

907 roger.

What good timing.

"Spring day. Taking the carriage back and
forth between this world and hereafter."
[Trans. Note: He's quoting a Haiku by Sonoko Nakamura.]

What? Just you?

Koga brought the stiff to the coroner's after
"re-encountering" his tuna sandwich dinner.

Wuss...

That's the situation 22 minutes ago.

You made the new guys
clean this up?

They gotta learn one day.

Let's go over the situation.

We've identified the victim's brain.

Head of inspection of shipment in Locus
Corporation. Jack Walkerson. 54 years old.

He disappeared after applying
for a leave five days ago.

He rented this boathouse
3 days ago for one week.

Weapons were kitchen equipment.

We investigated vehicles around the site and there was a
parking record for a car whose owner has a criminal record.

We are looking into the possibility of
Bouryokudan involvement.
[Trans. Note: Bouryokudan is the Japanese mafia.]

From a jacket which seems to belong to
the victim, we found seven different cards.

We're trying to pull up
the records for each one.

Well, well...

A.38 caliber SW, model 2602.

Seems like he didn't
have the chance to use it.

If it's a gun like that, maybe it
wouldn't have made much difference.

Looks like a "cyborg with illegally high output"...
Perhaps a professional impersonating a psycho.

969 calling 906. We will arrive in 20
seconds. Hey! What are you doing with th-

I'm not messing it up.

Let's leave the rest to forensics.

907 calling 09. We're
leaving the site to 969.

09 roger.

Today is my daughter's birthday.

You got family, huh?

I'll drive you back.

I'm going in the opposite
direction. Ishikawa?

Me too.

A daughter's birthday has priority, huh?

Seems fun here.

It's rare for you to come in person.

I came because parts of
the stiff are missing.

I'll leave it up to you then. Have fun.

Why don't you leave it
up to the local precinct?

The old man is really into this case.
[Trans. Note: Old man = Aramaki, the boss.]

We found it. They're in different
containers in the fridge.

Heart, liver, kidney and pancreas.

What a meticulous bastard...

The fresh type by Inumaru Foods, huh? If you
dry it, it'll last for at least half a year.

You call this food?

I hear you're teaming up with Togusa.

I think it's better than teaming up
with a rookie, fresh out of training.

He's good for a former cop. It's not
like I have any complaints about him.

Well, only the Major
could compare to you.

Hey,
- Ishikawa, you talk too much these days.

See ya.

Batou.

What?

Just dry it.

It's a wise choice, considering
the nutrition balance.

The cause of death is the
rupture of cervical vertebrae.

The kitchen equipment was not the murder weapon,
but the suspect used it to dissect the body.

You mean the suspect deliberately
cut him up after killing him?

Seems like it.

The organs stored in the fridge
are confirmed to be the victim's.

There are early symptoms of gastritis and
cirrhosis. He seems to have been an alcoholic.

What's the reason the
suspect took apart the body?

Could be a sadistic killer, or
someone trying to impersonate one.

He was emphasizing the intent
to punish or extract revenge.

In that case, it's highly unlikely that the suspect
is a professional impersonating a sadistic killer.

What about the twisted doorknob?

According to the analysis, the suspect probably has an
artificial limb similar to the NR26 model made in China.

AKA "Crab Pincers".

That's military grade, isn't it?

You can find inferior
copies on the black market.

It matched with the lacerations
on the neck, by the way.

What about the owner of the
vehicle with the police record?

It was hard to investigate, 'cause it seems that the
owner had it modified at several different shops, so-

Just give us the bottom line.

After cross-referencing with
the nearby parking record,

the vehicle in question is owned by "Koujinkai".
[Trans. Note: Koujinkai is a kind of Bouryokudan.]

Bullet proof... Chassis and
rear dampener were reinforced...

It was seen at the scene of
the crime several times earlier.

This model is popular among cyborgs.

In other words, among thugs with illegal
output ratings. Maybe Yakuza's revenge?

The question is the motive. What
do we know about this "Koujinkai"?

They're an longstanding faction
of the Japanese Bouryokudan.

They deal in drugs, prostitution, gambling,
slave trafficking, real estate extortion,
and just about everything else.

The boss, Inoue, got his head ripped off by the Hadaly
3 days ago, and now this Wakabayashi guy is taking over.

It's obvious then.

The successor always avenges
the death of the predecessor.

There's just one problem...

If the victim was expecting the revenge, then why
did he hide precisely where the Koujinkai lurk?

The data in the brain was erased, so I guess we
have no choice but to investigate the victim further.

Either way, this is the precinct's job.

Could it be terrorists
impersonating out-of-control robots?

At this point, there's no political
connection between the victims.

The possibility of terrorism is low.

We will transfer full jurisdiction of
the "Hadaly" case to Batou and Togusa.

The rest of you, return to
your regular duties. Dismissed.

Togusa.

Come see me before you leave.

What do you think?

For the time being, we can just investigate the
connection between Koujinkai and Locus Solus.

I mean about Batou.

It's a standard procedure for one to check up
on the psychological tendencies of his partner.

But I am neither cyborg,
nor a computer-neurologist.

"One need not have been Caesar in order
to understand Caesar."
[Trans. Note: He's quoting Max Weber.]

You have a family, right? Do you
find yourself happy these days?

Yes... I guess...

"Most people are neither as happy
nor as unhappy as they imagine."

"What's important is not to get fed up
with living and lose hope", apparently.

What do you mean?

Looking at him these days reminds me
of the Major before she disappeared.

"Let one live alone doing no evil, care-free,
like an elephant in the elephant forest."
[Trans. Note: He's quoting Buddha.]

Director, why did you choose me?

Because it was the Major who had
recommended you from the precinct.

What was that about?

"One need not have been Caesar in
order to understand Caesar," he said.

That's true.

The world can't afford to live
up to the standard of heroes.

Are you trying to start
a war or something?!

You don't have to become Yakuza
to enter Yakuza's den, but...

...you have to carry a weapon.

Hey, I want to make
sure, before leaving...

Make sure what?

We're just gonna listen
to their story, right?

You don't like Yakuza?

I hate them.

Me too.

Listen to them, that's it, right?

I told you, to enter Yakuza's den...

...you don't have to become Yakuza.
But you also said you need a weapon.

I have a family!

I could go alone.

I'm going with you. I'm your
partner. Just promise me.

We will just listen to them. We will try
our best not to do any shooting. Satisfied?

Fine.

Then let's go, partner.

What do you want?

I need to talk to that
Wakabayashi guy. Bring him here.

You said you'd try
your best not to shoot.

I did... try my best.

Point man, go. New ones are coming.

Oraa!

An image?

He hacked our eyes?

Blame your second grade brains.

What's up?

Narrow and dark stairs.
How should we do this?

Wait for my signal. I'll go first.

I'll go. You're too
big to back up quickly.

Un... n?

Your little gift exploded
right above my head.

Even if they had exploded
with the maximum effect,

there's no way you can kill an
armored cyborg with only 2 grenades.

Are you mocking me?

Tell me. Not just about the murder of the head shipment
inspector, but also the connection with Locus Solus.

I was hoping for a good fight.

Come on, crab shit. You don't look
that tasty, but I'll give you a shot.

There's no way you could have hit me
with a power move like that, idiot.

They said they would tell where the head of
the shipping inspector was so we made a deal.

I just came out of prison after 3 years!

I have no idea what my predecessor
was doing with that company.

Still alive, partner?

I had a vision of my wife and
daughter's face filling my mind...

That's not your wife or daughter.

That's "Death".

I said you two have full jurisdiction,

not that you could enforce the law
without following proper procedure,

let alone raid the Yakuza's den.

This is not a jungle.

And you guys are not
Special Force hit men either.

Are you still angry?

I'm not angry.

It's just... I hesitated to say
this after you saved my life...

...but when I team up with you...

...no matter how many lives I
have, it won't be enough, I'm sure.

The full responsibility of the
investigation lies on just the two of us.

We'll get nowhere unless
we take the initiative.

If there's any evidence against
Locus Solus, it's up to us to find it.

But did you have to do it guns blazing?

If the old man were really angry,
we would have been fired by now.

Stop here.

See ya.

[Trans. Note: The Kanji on the door is "Happy" written
upside down. It's traditional for Chinese stores to have
their Kanjis written upside down on the entrances.]

You stepped into a kill zone.

That right arm, don't perform any
modifications to it by yourself or anything.

There have been reports of newer versions of the
control software conflicting with your copy of the
shooting operation software and causing it malfunction.

In that case, I'll reformat it.

Hey, where's the rest of my original?

Don't do it.

The organic material of that
arm is matched with your DNA.

If I use it in, it'll be
just like my original huh?

Ouch! Hold on, damnit!

Since you brought my dog, that means...

We broke into your love nest.

When I imagine it crying, or hungry, covered with
shit, waiting for the master who doesn't come back,

I feel bad for the little fella.

I might not look it, but I like dogs.

I'm the one who kept it in
my home for one night, though.

My daughter was so happy and my wife
was pissed 'cause the carpet got dirty.

How long were you watching me?

That doesn't really matter.

It does matter! You
freaking used me as a screen!

You're the sucker who didn't realize it.

If you blame it on someone,
blame it on the old man.

Is it a clone?

Buying an original is expensive, right?

This clone comes from the first dog to
be hybridized by artificial insemination.

It's not like you to be
ghosthacked so easily.

You let your guard down because
your life became routine.

That's why I told you to dry it.

That's her favorite.

In this neighborhood, I can
get it only in that store.

You were like a puppet,
completely under control.

After shooting yourself
in the arm five times,

You were about to kill
the old man in the store.

Even with your guard down,

There aren't many guys out there
who can hack a brain like yours.

Other than the Major, that is...

Why didn't he just blow
my head off right away?

Because his purpose is not to
eliminate you, but to cause a scandal.

You made a raid upon the Bouryokudan's den and you ended up
sending about 10 people to either heaven or to the hospital.

In the same day you started
shooting up a grocery store.

People can't help but think that
you went nuts or your Al went mad.

Hey, hold on! You mean this
attack was not just an accident?

If we get out of this now
- The meaning of 9th section existence will be in question.

If she was here, she
would have said that.

A message from the old
man: "Keep investigating."

"However, from now on, unless
we find concrete evidence,"

"there's not gonna be any
official support from the team."

We have no choice but
to hit Locus Solus.

"There's no better way to keep the
plan top secret than to act swiftly."

"Fly to the far north
immediately," he says.

Just the two of us?

You two are not enough?

No, but... What about the dog?

Precisely! It's out of the question to have a dog
with this profession. Even worst, you are single.

Who's gonna take care
of the her if you die?

You guys take care of that damn mutt.

This used to be the biggest information
integrating city in the east.

It was in full flourish. That's
Etorofu Economic Special Division.

This huge group of towers is
all that remains of the ruins.

They took advantage of
weak national supremacy

and now it's a nest of multinational corporations
and the criminal organizations they employ.

It has become lawless zone, outside of UN
netpolice and ASEAN telecom jurisdiction.

"What the individual creates is an expression of the
individual, just as the individual is an expression of
its genes." I remember those words.
[Trans. Note: Paraphrasing Richard Dawkins.]

You mean like a beaver's
dam or spider's nest?

More like a coral reef
that zoanthariae creates.

Well, it's not that beautiful, I guess.

If the essence of life is the information that
spreads through genes, society and culture are
also nothing but huge memory systems.

The city is a huge external
memory device after all.

"How great is the sum of them!"

"If I should count them, they are
more in number than the sand."

Old Testament, "Psalms",
Chapter 139, huh?

If you can recall words
like that in an instant,

The expression form of your
memory device is probably a bit biased.

You're one to talk.

Sorry for interrupting, but Locus Solus
headquarter building is coming up shortly.

We are detouring just for you
guys, so take a good look at it.

The sight-seeing tour is
over. Now preparing to land.

"Thick as autumnal leaves
that strow the brooks"

"In Vallombrosa, whereth' Etrurian
shades High over-arch'd imbower."

Now it's Milton, huh?
But we are not Satan.

Ba... Batou!

You talk big now, huh? Where did you learn to talk
big enough to address me without any -san or -sama?

I haven't forgotten the
favor you did for me!

"I don't have to remember because I never forget,"
huh? [Trans. Note: He's quoting Takao Dayuu.]

Forgive me, Batou... - san!

I'm too good to be addressed with just"
- san" from you.

Please forgive me! I promise
I'll remember this favor forever!

You know this Kim guy, right?

I don't know anyone like that.

No, that name is
everywhere in this city.

There's only one Kim I'm looking for.

We need trust in this line of business.

"There's two kinds of trust: Keeping
secrets, and keeping promises."

You can't do both.
Which kind is your trust?

They also say "without
secrets, there is no promise"!

I'll ask it again. You
know the Kim guy, right?

No, I don't know anyone
with such a name...

"Life and death come and goes, (Like that of) A puppet
in front of a stage, When the string breaks, (The puppet)
falls apart." [Trans. Note: He's quoting Zeami.]

And?

He used to be a long
distance scout for the Army.

"If you can't go on top of people, or go below people, you
deserve to fall on the roadside." That's him in a nutshell.

He drifted from special forces
to electronic forces and so on.

Smuggled weapons and contraband, so
he ended up with a bad reputation.

In the end, he settled down as hacker,
as is often the case with these types.

"Amazing background", isn't it?

"If an ass goes a-traveling,
he'll not come back a horse."

He ruined himself, as I expected from
his personality. He's just an idiot.

Let's go.

[Trans. Note: "Aemaeth"
means "Truth" in Hebrew.]

Batou, he's in the
study on the top floor.

We're too late.

He probably tried to hide
underground somewhere.

He got his brain burnt out
by an offensive firewall.

In any case, he wouldn't
have been much help like this.

"As a testament, I rigidly ask you all not to donate any live
flowers, artificial flowers, or 'White Dove Releases'," it says.

Hey!

"When you sleep alone, you never look miserable
like dead body." [Trans. Note: Quoting Confucius.]

Confucius-sama says you should not sleep like a corpse.
[Trans. Note: The "- sama" is supposed to be sarcastic.]

I don't have time to deal
with your trashy joke.

Long time no see. Last time we met
was the landing operation in Nemuro.

I'm here on business.

Locus Solus huh?

They entered the market late
as a robot manufacturer, but

they expanded the business rapidly after they concentrated
on developing and producing high-class gynoids.

Rumor is, they have close ties with politicians, high
level government official, and even criminal organizations.

They placed their production line on their
multinational-registered plant ship, anchored off shore, as
they were fearful of the involvement of the authorities,

Their dolls are supposed to be pretty good.
[Trans. Note: He's supposed to sound sarcastic.]

Good enough to murder and
commit suicide in the end, huh?

If that's true, it's a tactless story.

I can't understand people trying to put
a soul into a doll and imitate a human.

If there were such a thing
as a truly beautiful doll,

it would be flesh and
blood without a soul.

A corpse at the edges of collapsing, yet
standing precariously at its precipice.

Is that the reason to you transformed
yourself into a pure Al?

Humans are inferior to dolls in the
beauty of their appearance and movement.

No, even in their existence.

The inomniscient nature
of Human's perception,

causes the incompletion of reality...

How complete this species is.
Either they don't have consciousness,

or they acquire the
infinite consciousness.

In other words, it can be
realized only in dolls and Gods.

Why don't we talk business now?

No...

There's one other existence that
can compare to dolls and Gods.

Animals?

Shelley's lark is...

full of deep unconscious joy.

Joy that creatures with strong
self-consciousness like us can never feel.

For the offsprings of those who
devour the fruit of perception,

It's more difficult than becoming God.

They have no choice but to pretend
to be dead by becoming dolls.

Is that why?

"While you do not know life, how can
you know about death?" So says Confucius.

Humans that understand death are rare.

"We usually do not suffer death by choice, but rather by
stupidity and custom." [Trans. Note: Quoting La Rochefoucauld.]

In other words humans die
because they can't help dying,

but dolls in flesh and blood
live knowing death is a given.

That's the reason Kim chose to turn
himself into a robot completely.

And?

After that, he drifted from special
forces to electronic forces and so on.

Smuggled weapons and contraband, so
he ended up with a bad reputation.

In the end, he settled down as hacker,
as is often the case with these types.

"Amazing background", it is.

"If an ass goes a-traveling,
he'll not come back a..."

What's wrong? Let's go.

[Trans. Note: "Maeth"
means "Death" in Hebrew.]

Batou!

"In this month, today, I
have passed away happily."

"Please advertise this publicly."

Hey!

You feel really disgusted, don't you?

I can understand that.

The doubt that what looks
alive is actually alive...

Contrarily,

the doubt that things
without life might be alive...

The reason why dolls are creepy is...

...that dolls are models of human,

and it means they are
nothing but humans themselves.

The fear that humans might merely be the sum
of simple clockwork tricks and substances...

In other words the fear of
the phenomena called "human"...

essentially belongs to vanity.

Come on, let's talk business.

The science that tried to explain
the phenomena called "life"

played a role in producing this fear.

The belief that nature
could be calculated leads to

the conclusion that humans can
be resolved into simple machinery.

"The human body is a machine which winds its own springs.
It is the living image of perpetual movement."
[Trans. Note: He's quoting Julien Offray de La Mettrie.]

The human-machinery theory
of the 18th century...

has been revived by the technology of
implanting artificial brains and cyborgs.

Since the time when computers made
it possible to externalize the memory,

in order to extend the limits
of their functions as a creature,

humans kept actively
machinalizing themselves.

It's a sign of the intention to get over the natural
selection of Darwin and try to win the fights of
evolutionary theory on their own.

And it is also the intention to
conquer the nature that created them.

The illusion that life is
equipped with complete hardware is

the source of this nightmare itself.

"God... ever... geometrizes..."
[Trans. Note: Quoting Plato.]

Let's go.

Batou!

How do you feel?

What happened to me?

That was a virtual experience
maze. You got hacked by the Al.

Just as good luck happens three
times, bad luck also gives three signs.

You don't see because you don't want to. Even if you realize,
you won't admit it. If someone tells you, you won't listen.

And you and up with catastrophe.

However, in our world, you
don't even get three signs;

If you overlook the first
sign, that's the end.

I told you, I don't have
time for your nonsense.

When did you figure it out?

The one who is trying to
deceive gets easily deceived.

You might have been a
professional ghosthacker,

but too bad for you I'm also a
professional of counter-espionage.

And also, I have a guardian angel.

Search the for the record of the hall from that
huge saved data in the external memory device.

In Jacob Grimm's stories,

The golem was imbued with life from the
word "aemaeth" written on its forehead;

In other words, the word "truth".

but it then had its prefix "AE"
deleted, so now it said "MEATH"

Specifically, it had "death" written on
it, and the golem returned to lifeless clay.

That was the angel's voice saying
there is no truth in this mansion.

You're saying you hacked
through the firewall I built?

No way! No one can do such thing!

I told you, it's my guardian angel.

Game over, Kim. You've got
a lot of explaining to do.

That's just a doll.

You've become a bad loser, Kim. You
think you can deceive me like that?

Batou, how can you be sure that this is not the
continuation of the virtual reality signal I created?

I hear a whisper... in my Ghost.

Humans are merely the material from
which the dream called "life" is weaved;

"Dreams"..."Cognition"...
and even "ghosts"...

If they were cracks or distortions
in the uniform matrix of reality...

Then I'd also be a useless
empty shell, like you,

but the shoes I'm wearing
are different from yours.

For a bastard who
doesn't believe in ghosts,

there's no such thing as
insanity or nervous breakdowns.

Your so-called shell will continue to function
physically until the unworthy death comes to you.

Ag
- aaahh...

Are you sure we are back
to the physical reality?

There's nothing that distinguishes "artificial"
memories from "experienced" memories.

Whichever one this is,

you'll only ever realize later on.

It's impossible to know you're in a
dream when you're dreaming. Sucks, huh?

As long as you have Al and allow
external input to write to your memory,

that's the price you have to pay.

How can you be sure your wife and daughter
who are waiting in your house actually exist?

Maybe you're just a single guy

dreaming, in some
room, of having family.

Would you want to wake
up from that dream?

If you knew, why didn't you stop it?!

I needed to make sure
Locus had hired Kim.

They expected me to come and ask Kim
for a favor, so they set up a trap.

Tried to drive me off by putting me through a nightmarish
virtual experience. Probably something like that.

When they screwed me over and
got me to shoot my right arm off,

they might have put a branch in my Al.

Like Ishikawa said,

there aren't many guys out there
who can do this kind of stuff.

Locus Solus knows that too.

So you expected this from the beginning.

I was going to pretend to be
trapped and try to get to Kim's Al,

but that Kim bastard,
he's got some skills.

If there was no sign, I would
have certainly never escaped.

What about the "guardian
angel" you were talking about?

She's gone.

Over the crack of the uniform matrix.

Somewhere in the vast net growing
together with its whole domain.

If you want to search for evidence that you
exist, there are ways as many as there are ghosts.

For example, you have a daughter.

When we were in the jungle,

Kim would have known this too.

There's only one thing I figured out.

What?

I'm not good enough to be your partner.

So you want to give up now.

I know I say this many times, but

I want to stay alive and
go back to my daughter.

You gotta earn that pay check, though.

What more is there to do?

With the data in Kim's Al, we can prove that
Locus Solus is connected to the crime that...

All we have evidence of is
obstructing police investigation,

and violation of Al ethics.

Even worst, our
investigation is unofficial.

We need material evidence to charge them with
the liability for the gynoids serial murder case.

You say so, but you've broken
the line from Kim's head!

It's not broken. His ghost-packed
Al is still connected to Locus Solus.

We have to act quickly before
they dispose of all the evidence.

People in the old days
said a good thing like this:

"He is my disciple no more. Beat the drum, my little
ones, and attack him: you have my permission."
[Trans. Note: Quoting Confucius.]

It's time to ditch the
negotiation and start the violence.

Hey, this is different from
our raids on the Yakuzas.

I'm not expecting too much from your Mateba.
[Trans. Note: The Mateba is the revolver that Togusa uses.]

"Birds hide up high in the sky, and fish hide deep
in the water." [Trans. Note: Quoting Ryokuu Saitou.]

I've made contact with the escort.

Roger.

I'm surprised you decided
to dive with that body.

It's very deep around here, so if you
sink, we won't be able to find you.

I used to know this cyborg who dived as a
hobby. [Trans. Note: See Ghost in the Shell 1]

And?

I didn't understand her.

I'm doing this for you only
because Lin introduced you.

I hear nobody has come back
alive after going into that ship.

So I don't understand you either.

I know. Keep going.

Hang on tight.

In twelve seconds, I'll be in contact
with the picket radius of the sensor.

I'll run the virtual signal on
the line for only two seconds.

Roger.

This guy is directly connected
to the security chief's Al.

Initializing synchronization.

I'm in. Give me the ship schematics.

Load completed. Are you on my eyes?

Of course! My great senior is
going in. I've started recording.

Watch and learn, little boy.

Intrusion!

Security system restarted on level two.

Probing the whole
facility for Al activity.

Searching for the terminal with memory
activity matching the size of the virus.

Searching for incubating
virii at the same time.

Linking to the security
chief impossible.

Performing system reboot.

System reboot completed.
Security level two initialized.

Setting up detour into the invader.

Rebuilding the firewall.

Loading antivirus definitions.

Virus scan in progress.

Tracing. Equip decoys.

Incubating virus pattern found in the
firewall. They have all become active.

Firewall 014 breached.

Firewall 032 error number 280 occurred.

Quarantining infected areas.

Surrounding firewall.
Rebuilding at level one.

Enemy attacking firewall.
Movement pattern identified.

Starting virus transfer.

Evacuate! It's too dangerous from
here! You'll get your brain burnt out!

Not yet. I can do a little bit more.

Idiot! Don't be unreasonable.

[Trans. Note: This is a repetition
of the "Puppet" poem by Zeami.]

Gynoid's production line.

There was irregular input at
the last process of type Hadaly.

Presumed to be unidentified
incubating pattern virus.

Deploy all antiviral
tools and inhibit it.

Impossible. The whole fuselage
operation cannot link to the system.

Combat mode body control
program loading in progress.

Caution. The body of
THO7 line malfunctioning.

Security team, arm yourself and proceed
to the line in question. Repeat...

The holy spirit has arrived.

Long time no see, Major.

Or how should I call you now?

Technically, only part of me
was loaded through the satellite.

This gynoid Al's memory
capacity is a little cramp.

It's already full with just my
combat mode body control system.

So forgive the quality of my
facial expression and voice.

Pass this corridor,
about 50 meters ahead,

there should be an emergency terminal.

I'll connect from there and
overwhelm the system all at once.

You haven't changed at all.

Go ahead, point man. I will back you up.

Just like old times.

"Some look into a mirror
and don't look evil."

"It doesn't reflect
evil, but create it."

Hey, this is no time
to get all emotional.

Not much ammo left.

"Namely, you should look down on mirrors;
don't look into it."
[Trans. Note: Continuing the quote from Ryokuu Saitou]

Hey, are you okay?

I just have to hold this
ship's control system.

Connect this to the side
terminal on the floor.

I'm going to have to shut down physical
control over this body until I finish hacking.

It's entirely up to your.30 caliber.

I can handle the shooting, but
there's only 1 extra clip left.

If this turns into hand-to-hand combat, I
can't guarantee I'll be able to hold them off.

I'm going to start.

There is irregular connection to
the main system from within the ship.

Within the ship?

Searching for the connection
point. Deploying offensive firewall.

There are multiple virtual
signals from multiple terminals.

There is no indication of any Al activity
increasing at any of the terminals.

Searching for all the
external connection points.

Shutting down all the external
connection including our company's line.

Input device outside the
ship physically separated.

No response from
emergency control system.

Remote initialization impossible.

Virus integration and spreading
mode in progress in each section.

Core system firewall breached.

Preparing for system reboot.

Data quarantine started at level one.

Many irregular connection
found in the core system.

Response speed is not keeping up.

I've overwhelmed them. I closed
down all the external connections.

This ship is in stand-alone mode.

It's moving?

This ship is heading towards the nearest country
where we'll have jurisdiction to prosecute.

This ship itself is the evidence
we need to prove Locus Solus' crime.

What if Locus tries
to recapture the ship?

A convoy will show up to escort it.

I have already contacted naval support.

Meanwhile, why don't we go take a look at the secret
behind Locus Solus' ability to imbue their dolls with soul?

You already know the secret, don't you?

You have some idea too, right?

There's no noise. Are they shielding
from electromagnetic radiation?

Ghost dubbing.

By experimenting on animals, they've discovered
that they can make a poor quality mass-copy,

but the original brain gets destroyed in
the process, so this technology was banned.

They brainwash the children
smuggled by the Koujinkai,

and dub their ghosts
into the gynoids' bodies.

No wonder Locus Solus'
gynoids were so lifelike.

Help me

Help me

You came to help me.
Mr. Walkerson said so.

He said that people from the police
will come. That they would help me.

I am at my 4th dubbing, but Sowana
who came with me is at her 5th.

She doesn't hear anything and
she doesn't answer anymore.

The head of inspector who got killed changed the
ethics code programming for these kids. When Locus
found out, they had him killed, under the pretence
of predecessor's revenge. That's my theory.

He said if the robots create some
accidents, then somebody will notice.

That someone will come help us.

Don't you realize what kind
of chaos you have caused?

I'm not talking about
just about the humans...

Didn't you think about the dolls who were forced
to have malicious ghosts dubbed into them?!

B-But... But...

I didn't want to become a doll!

"You cry for bird's blood,
but not for fish's blood."

"Fortunate for ones with voice."

If the dolls also had voices,

they would have screamed
"I didn't want to become human!"

Let me ask you something. Do
you think you're happy now?

Well... I'm feeling nostalgic...

At least I am at peace at this point.

"Let one live alone doing no evil, care-free,"
[Trans. Note: Quoting Buddha]

"like an elephant in the elephant forest."
[Trans. Note: Quoting Buddha]

Batou, remember.

When you access the net,

I will always be besides you.

I'm gonna go now.

She showed up in that ship, right?

Your guardian angel.

Silence again, huh? Do you think I'm
gonna write that down in the report?

I'll come pick you up
tomorrow at 0820 hours.

I will have to thank you
for taking care of her also.

Why don't you come in, if you want?

I have no interest in intruding
in other people's family occasions.

Papa!

Hey, a souvenir! A souvenir?

I didn't forget.

Yay!