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Tracking support ship Chitose, pull back from line of fire.

Earth Orbital Fleet, withdraw from the specified sectors.

System relocated from behind Luna II.

Commence attitude control. Resume rotation and establish gyro stability.

Targeting Guidance Control, guide laser link established.

System in firing position, orientation procedure in progress.

All generator satellites tracking and reorienting.

Worker vessels also in position.

Ms. Martha, Chairman Ronan. It's been too long.

The Nahel Argama's position?

It's currently engaging a Neo Zeon fleet in the vicinity of Industrial 7.

The special operations machine launched from the General Revil

has also arrived on the battle line.

In the end, they're like oil and water.

The Federation-Neo Zeon marriage has broken up.

Chairman Ronan.

It's just as we heard.

It is clear that Laplace's Box

is located within Industrial 7's Magallanica.

When either one of them reaches it...

The line of fire is clear, sir.

Give the order at any time.

With this, Laplace's Box will be lost, and a new Box will be born.

Which is the heinous truth that we kept the secret at the cost of a colony.

The new Box will allow the collusion between

the Foundation and government to continue.

Did you say Gryps 2?!

It's codename is "System."

Apparently, it was repaired when they reorganized the Earth Orbital Fleet.

They say the control center is at Cheyenne in North America.

And if Federation and Vist Foundation top brass have gathered there...

They intend to incinerate everything?

That's my guess.

The Foundation doesn't care about preserving the Box anymore.

Before they see it handed over to a third party, they'd rather--

The Nahel Argama is in battle, and I have no means of warning them of the danger.

Issue an evacuation recommendation for Industrial 7.

It might be too late, but...

It's tough to be you, Capt. Bright.

All hands!

Prepare for atmospheric entry!

We will now descend to Earth!

They added more psycho-frames, so why won't the NT-D activate?!

Please get out of that black Unicorn! Get out of the Banshee right away!

It's a dangerous machine!

Shut up!

Leading units have made contact with enemy mobile suits! Now engaging!

Unicorn's status?

Still engaging the enemy 150 km aft!

ECOAS Team, EC-01,

Mega Bazooka Launcher connected to main gun power supply and in position.

Roger. Preparations complete for anti-air combat!

Open fire!

Romeo-011 heavily damaged!

Enemy suits have breached defense line! Approaching at high speed!

We've been located? Anti-air interception!

Is he ramming us?

Episode 7: Over the Rainbow

We don't have time for this! Frontal will--

If it weren't for you--

The Unicorn and Banshee are pulling at each other!

I can't hold it back any longer!

Are you saying you've been holding back?

How miserable are you going to make me before you're satisfied?

Mr. Riddhe, don't!

Take a good look at the situation! There's no reason for us to be fighting here!

- I have a duty to keep you people away from Laplace's Box,

- Is that the ensign? - I have a duty to keep you people away from Laplace's Box,

- Is that the ensign? - both as a Federation officer and as a member of the Marcenas family!

- Why are the Gundams fighting each other? - both as a Federation officer and as a member of the Marcenas family!

- both as a Federation officer and as a member of the Marcenas family!

That's a lie, Ensign Riddhe! You're--

- Ensign Riddhe? Why is he-- - Shut up! A kid like you got full of yourself because you are a Newtype

- Shut up! A kid like you got full of yourself because you are a Newtype

and made a mess of everything! I can? let you get away with it!

New enemies detected! Company size!

Rose mobile suit confirmed, as well!

Lt. Angelo?

The Captain, the King of the Dispossessed, is the only one worthy to hold the Box!

You ignorant fools don't comprehend that...

You people are a blight! And I'll get rid of you all!

FCS circuits have been cut!

I'll head down to Fire Control!

Bridge.

This is Marida Cruz. Launching in the Kshatriya.

Captain!

Stop her, Ensign Mihiro!

She's still in no shape to fight.

Right, sir?

Let her go.

Zinnerman?

We'll position the Kshatriya to our rear and keep the black Gundam occupied.

Then we can send the Unicorn to deal with the enemies up ahead.

But Lt. Marida isn't--

If we do nothing, we'll all be killed anyway.

We'll deploy the firepower of the Full Armor ahead of us to punch our way through.

In the meantime, we 'II determine the enemy mother ship's position

from the mobile suits' trajectory data.

While the Unicorn has the attention of all the enemy's forces,

we hit them with the mega particle cannon and sink the Rewloola's escort ships.

Marida, you heard the plan.

Are you up for it?

Yes.

Don't overdo it. Neither you nor the Kshatriya are at 100%.

I know.

Thank you.

Kshatriya! Launching!

Captain.

Take the Chief Gunnery Officer's seat.

Captain!

I need a combat advisor. Is that all right with you?

Yes!

Newtypes...

The subspecies of humanity that embodies the curse of Laplace's Box...

Someone has to be made into a human sacrifice to exorcise it!

The Marcenas family placed the curse, and the Vist Foundation kept it hidden.

As the heirs to each, if we both disappear,

so will the karma of the past 100 years!

Are you serious?

It wasn't supposed to be this way!

It wasn't a curse, it was a prayer!

If only you Newtypes hadn't come along!

Calm down, Mr. Riddhe! You're being swallowed by the machine!

So what if I am?!

I'm trying to destroy a new space-adapted human race!

Selling my soul to a machine is a small price!

No! Mr. Riddhe, you don't understand! You're a Newtype, too!

This light from the psycho-frame, it's coming from inside of you!

What?

You should he able to hear it, too! Everyone is worried about you.

Even Audrey. And Ensign Mihiro and the others!

Stop talking!

What was that?!

Ms. Marida!

I'll deal with this one.

You clear a path for the Nahel Argama!

But you're...!

You're in my way! Get going!

Don't try to interfere!

Move it!

Enemy mobile suit on catapult four! It's latched on!

Dislodge it ASAP!

Banagher!

Unicorn Gundam, please come in for resupply!

I'm still good!

We can do this!

Force your way through!

Where is he?

Is that him?!

You're shooting your own allies?!

They're warmongers who wrecked the world while pretending to be loyal!

They're all a filthy blight!

What's that?

The psycommu is being jammed!

From the moment we met, I couldn't stand you.

Now die, you bastard!

What's happening out there?

Are you observing this on your end?

Those funnel-like objects might be emitting some sort of jamming signal.

Even the psycho-waves that control the psycommu are a type of wave,

so if they slam into even more powerful waves, it should be possible to negate them.

The Unicorn should be able to shake it off.

But if their psycommu systems are pulling at each other, not even the Unicorn's...

Ensign. Ensign Riddhe.

Ensign Riddhe!

I believe your heart knows what you must do right now.

Help Banagher...

This is just an illusion...

The psycommu is picking up random thoughts!

The machine only amplifies what is already there.

Even your Banshee is a beast of possibility.

It has a system that reacts to the human heart!

The human heart? I'm sensing their hearts...?

Alberto!

Ensign Riddhe!

Stop, Mr. Ensign!

Come back to your real self, Ensign Riddhe!

Don't hurt yourself more than you have!

- Don't hurt yourself... - Come back to your real self...

They...

They're all... saying I'm wrong?!

Riddhe!

Mineva... You, too?

Even though I asked you not to leave me...

Don't!

The psycho-waves are off the charts...?

Your heart is so overly earnest it hurts others and yourself.

Calm down and take a look around you. The world is vast.

It's full of so many people, all resonating with each other.

W-Wait!

I...

What have... What have I done?

Something... is targeting...

Marida...

...this sector?

You heard that?

Yeah. She said to be careful.

What was that?

That voice...

That's not the light of an explosion! What is it?

It's so like you.

At the very end, that's what you came to tell me?

You were my light.

You were the light that gave me a second life.

Thank you... Father.

Princess. Marida Cruz, standing dawn.

Marida, I'm sorry.

I couldn't repay...

Princess, hold on tight to Banagher.

If you don't, he might...

Mere shields have that kind of power?

I won't lose out to the likes of you!

Why you?

Why does he need you, someone who doesn't even want his attention?

Don't look at me! I don't want to see you!

C-Captain!

Captain...

Luminous phenomenon fading.

Find out what caused it!

There's no change in the target's position, right?

Marida...

William 001, 002 are in position!

Laser link established. Analysis visual feed coming in!

Two Endra-class, one Musaka-class detected!

Targeting error is within range of +/- 0.5! We are good to fire!

Friendly machines retreating! Line of fire is clear!

Hyper mega particle cannon...

...FIRE!

One Endra-class, one Musaka destroyed!

Moderate damage to surviving Endra-class!

No return fire?

Endra appears to be retreating along with its escorts!

That was no hallucination.

I heard her, plain as day.

- I couldn't do anything for you... - Just having you near me made me happy...

- Even though you were my light... - That's all I ever...

Unicorn...

This is a Newtype resonance...?

Banagher, shoot me...

Please, shoot me!

Observational assessment. Nahel Argama has breached Neo Zeon line.

It's almost time.

- Begin firing preparations. - It's still too soon.

The Box has no meaning in and of itself.

We could wait and see what they intend to do with it.

On my authority as Londo Bell commander,

we will conduct a search inside the Cheyenne Base facility.

Don't overdo it.

Back at you, Commander.

This is our only chance to show our stuff.

Whatever happens, stay calm and cope with it.

Banagher.

Don't forget that we're here to back you up.

Right.

You didn't have to come, too.

I also have a right to see this through.

Or rather, a duty to.

Too many people have died.

If Laplace's Box isn't worth all that loss of life, I...

Whatever it is,

whatever is about to happen,

promise me.

Promise that you will come back to me.

"My only desire..."

Mr. Conroy. We're heading for that mansion. For the Vist residence.

Motion detected inside habitat.

No change in Magallanica.

Command module seems to be deserted.

No readings from harbor center, either.

Communications appear to be cut off.

Done at the behest of Magallanica's lord,

the master of the Vist Foundation, no doubt.

Should we go inside, too?

Captain?

The Nahel Argama's at her limit.

If we seal the gate behind us, we can use Magallanica as a shelter.

Just a moment.

I've inspected the state of your repairs.

If this were a Zeon ship, they would be enough for her to fight another battle.

Lt. Zinnerman...

The Rewloola is still out there.

We don't know how Full Frontal will come at us.

Plus, I'm also worried about why the General Revil hasn't turned up yet.

You should keep the ship on standby outside to respond to--

Something is targeting us.

That's what Lt. Marida said.

Let's wait for the Unicorn.

This time, it's the turn of us adults to protect him.

Wha--?

- Magallanica's rotation, it's...! - What?!

Banagher, respond!

Magallanica's rotation is stopping! What's your status?!

Mr. Conroy!

Let's hurry.

It's in here.

I've been waiting.

So that I could tell you only one thing.

The offspring of my bloodline and the princess of Zeon.

There could be no one

more fitting to entrust Laplace's Box to.

Nahel Argama has dispatched troops to target.

Appears to be holding position and standing by.

Changes detected in centrifuge habitat of target, Magallanica.

Relaying situation information to Analysis.

Neo Zeon fleet is hiding in shoal zone.

Presuming that they are reorganizing their remaining forces.

No change in trends observed.

The seal is breaking, eh?

It took a billion years for the life that arose

from the sea to crawl onto land.

Another billion years of countless ups and downs

were then required for that life to take human shape.

That is how evolution works.

It is not something that can be discerned

within the limited lifespan of an individual.

However, Newtypes represent an expansion of cognitive ability.

One in which triggers the reformation of an individual's consciousness.

The final night of the old calendar.

The instant the Universal Century began, that is when it was woven.

The Universal Century Charter monument.

That monument, it--

Look! Right there!

That's different from the one we all know.

It has one extra article.

"In the future, should the emergence of a new space-adapted human race

be confirmed, the Earth Federation shall give priority

to involving them in the administration of the government."

- A new human race... - Newtypes?

That is Laplace's Box.

The true form of the curse that has kept us spellbound these long hundred years.

And it is also a prayer.

Ensign Riddhe.

Can you hear me? It's Otto.

Come back.

You're still a Nahel Argama crew member.

Ensign Riddhe, this is Mihiro.

If you can hear us, please respond.

Ensign Mihiro...

Captain Otto.

There was nothing I could do.

No, that's not true.

There were countless other paths I could have taken.

So why did I...?

Captain.

Why do you suppose the Federation has always been

so scared of Zeon and tried to prove it wrong?

The bunch of devils who dropped a colony.

That was the result, not the cause.

The real issue is Newtypes.

"In the future, should the emergence of a new space-adapted human race be confirmed,

the Earth Federation shall give priority to involving them

in the administration of the government."

That prayer, woven a hundred years age,

became a curse the instant that Zeon Deikun

began proposing his Newtype theory...

Which means...

Ricardo Marcenas, the first prime minister, added that passage entitled "Future"

as if to atone for discarding Earth's excess population into space.

But he...

He was made into a martyr to the Federation political system.

The Charter of the Universal Century was rewritten,

and that should have been the end of it.

If the genuine charter hadn't fallen into the hands

of Syam Vist, one of the terrorists who carried out the assassination...

And as a result...

This is Syam Vist.

The founder of the Vist Foundation,

as well as your great-grandfather, Master Banagher.

You were watching?

Everything that's happened, you were watching, but you--

Banagher .

Syam Vist.

For many years, you have used this to extort concessions from the Federation government.

Why give that up now?

Four years from now,

in U.C. 0100, the autonomy of the Republic of Zeon will be revoked.

The name of Zeon, along with his ideology, will sink into oblivion.

The word "Newtype" will eventually be forgotten as well,

and the curse of the Box will return to nothingness.

As well as its prayer.

Without giving in to despair, without trying to stymie it,

a prayer to turn back towards the God called possibility.

If we miss this opportunity--

But if we do this, war will break out again.

If it has been signed by representatives of every nation,

this monument carries the weight of law.

If an anti-government group like the Zeon remnants were to get their hands on it,

it would be the perfect weapon to bring down the Federation.

If that happens, it will be the One Year War all over again.

It's too steep a price to pay for the truth of their goodwill.

That is why

I want to entrust the matter to Newtypes like you.

The La+ Program is a system designed to identify true Newtypes.

Unlike those of Cyber-Newtypes,

the psycho-waves of true Newtypes are beyond measurement.

That is the key that leads a true Newtype to the Box, whoever that may be.

That is what the Unicorn Gundam is.

It was all planned by Cardeas Vist.

He never considered putting you in it, not even in his dreams.

However, I am sure that he...

For something as trivial as that?

He was a shrewd man.

Even as he blackmailed the government, using the monument as leverage,

he never made unreasonable demands.

He fostered the development of Anaheim Electronics, which was still

an up-and-comer at the time, founded the Vist Foundation...

And its symbiotic relationship with the Federation began.

A system maintained by

hiding and revering the original monument, Laplace's Box...

Whatever is actually in it no longer matters.

The Box now symbolizes the world's order.

At first, it was nothing more than a scandal

to threaten the administration of the time.

But the Principality of Zeon's sudden rise to power changed everything.

Whether or not Newtypes really exist isn't the issue.

The very fact that the Federation swept that article under the rug

would become the ultimate weapon for those who believe in Zeon.

They had no choice but to remain silent.

So that this world would not be turned into Hell.

But in the end, Hell came anyway.

The One Year War.

The sheer magnitude of the deaths

and the existence of Newtypes, which had been proven by the war,

lent even more weight to the Box's curse.

That's why my father and the others had no choice but to keep the secret.

Out of fear that another war of extermination would break out,

they chose the path of domesticating the populace under a warped political system.

But what's this "order" they've tried so hard to protect?

I heard her... I definitely heard Marida Cruz's voice.

Until that instant, I didn't even know her name.

But I heard her voice.

We can understand each other.

Human beings have that possibility within them.

Even as I said I was protecting her, I didn't believe in the person I was protecting.

I've let everyone down...

And I've lost everything.

A direct hit? That wasn't a ship's guns.

A mobile suit?

Anti -air warning!

It might he Full Frontal! Keep a sharp eye out!

Full Frontal...

There is no cause for concern.

Magallanica was built tough in anticipation of this day.

It would seem that the black lion has come to our aid, as well.

Anticipation of what day?

As I have spent these many years as the Box's guardian,

staying too long in this body,

I have had but one desire.

If Newtypes truly existed,

I wanted to entrust the Box to their care.

I believed that they would be able to put the Box to better use

and reclaim the future that was meant to be.

If technology was being perfected

that could touch the human psyche, the soul,

I wished to find out if they truly did exist.

But that is my desire.

There are as many "my only desires" as there are human beings.

You could leave the Box unopened, or you could destroy it if you wished.

And if that alone would not satisfy you,

you are even welcome to strike this old fool dead.

What do you desire?

What do you wish for in your heart?

If Newtypes are a new form of humanity,

I don't believe that current humans would be able to identify them.

So I don't know if she and I

have the gifts you're looking for,

and I don't know what's best for everyone, either.

But...

Even so...

As just one human being... I want to believe in what lies ahead.

In people.

In the possibility that humanity possesses.

All is ready.

You are able to broadcast to the entire Earth Sphere

via every communications and broadcast system.

Even with all the power of the Foundation, this was no small feat.

There is little time.

The Federation will do everything in its power to stop you.

Now, hurry--

I wouldn't do that if I were you.

This is actually an act of locking possibility away.

You should keep the contents of the Box secret

and use it as leverage to bargain with the Federation.

Frontal...

That is what will lead Spacenoids to true prosperity.

A new psycho-machine...

It's Full Frontal?

Leave us, Full Frontal.

You're nothing but a man who was made in Char's image

who is trying to fulfill his role.

Are you certain that this Side Co-Prosperity Sphere you speak of

isn't just part of your programming?

A man who never believed in humanity's future has no right to--

That may have been the case at first.

But I am no longer empty.

It is not I who wished to come here and see the true nature of the Box

with his own eyes.

In truth, I do not know, either.

Whose thoughts are these that have been poured into this artificial vessel?

Syam Vist, patriarch of the Vist family.

As leader of Neo Zeon, as one who speaks for all Spacenoids,

I would like you to place Laplace's Box in my care.

This is not a negotiation conducted between proxies.

I ask that you do not interfere as you did during the handover of the Key.

There is truth in what you say.

It may be that the Box should remain unopened

so that humanity may go on living in the reality it has always known.

- Then why-- - That is exactly why.

The Box does not belong in the hands of someone

who only views its opening as a bargaining chip.

The hands of men like you and me.

Hear me, Ghost of Char.

The Universal Century will reach the hundred year mark soon.

This is no longer our time.

Is it so unthinkable that the time has come for us

to turn over the reins to the children?

You believe that they are true Newtypes, then?

That is of no consequence.

They followed the path that led to the Box, and they have made their decision.

I intend to abide by that decision.

Very well.

It is not my wish to engage in further acts of war.

However...

If you cannot accept my request,

I will take the Charter of the Universal Century by force.

He truly is a ghost...

Master Syam! Master Syam! Are you safe?

I am.

We have been broken into by an unknown psycho-machine.

Magallanica's systems are being taken over.

Guard the communications module with your life.

If that is destroyed, we will be unable to broadcast to the entire Earth Sphere.

Without fail, sir. But what about you?

Never mind me.

You are up against Full Frontal. Don't let your guard down.

Banagher!

I'll be back! Count on it!

Commander! Please fire!

Commander!

Fall back! This thing is dangerous!

I can't sense any hostility... It's just a program?

I'm in a hurry.

Master Banagher, are you injured?

I'm fine!

Hurry to the Unicorn!

Inheritor of the Box.

I must warn you that you will not get past me.

We'll force our way through!

Don't!

Fall back!

Your father had a dream.

One of building a new world in a future where

the Box had been opened.

What brought you here

was your own free will.

Not some curse.

Continue onward, never wavering...

You are your father's...

Unicorn!

Mas...

Master...

Frontal!

It's the Gundam! I heard Banagher's voice!

That damn Frontal... All this with one machine?

Enemy movement?

None! No sign of reinforcements, either!

Still, that's no ordinary machine!

Can't the mobile suits launch to assist?

Ensign Riddhe! The Banshee appears to be engaging the enemy!

Mr. Riddhe!

Let's do this, Banagher. This light isn't coming only from us.

I know.

Everyone is inside it.

Light that emanates from people.

Those who hold this warmth, they all...

It's all for nothing.

I wonder, what sort of future will all this give rise to?

It's possible that nothing at all will change.

Words are nothing more than words.

Even laws are interpreted in whatever manner best suits people's interests.

Naturally, if the Box is opened, there will be some commotion for a while.

There might be a movement to enforce that article.

But do Newtypes actually exist in the first place?

After all the debate and investigation,

a definitive conclusion will never be reached.

Even so.

Even so, Banagher will do what he believes is right.

Just like the people who etched their sincere goodwill

into this monument a century ago.

Just as you have done by protecting this monument

so that their goodwill could be made known to us now.

He has found a good partner.

Princess Mineva.

I would like the world to hear the truth from your lips.

Tell our only desire

to the people living in the Universal Century.

In your own words.

So, two Gundams oppose me?

Me, the vessel filled with the collective will of the people!

A vessel?

Humans can't be vessels, not even artificial ones!

Spit out everything that's under that mask, Full Frontal!

Very well, I accept your challenge, Gundams!

Wha--?

Frontal, what are you--?!

Mr. Riddhe!

Even so!

Banagher!

Banagher!

Ensign!

Ensign Riddhe...

The miracle is repeating itself...

And nothing will change. Look, Banagher!

This is where it all began.

So, you can see it as well.

In that case, let us travel together to the end of time in this universe, Banagher!

Complete nothingness,

devoid of light, and even the passage of time has halted.

This is how the world ends.

A world which has reached the end of time.

People may struggle all they like, but the outcome will not change.

Surely even you understand this.

Hope and possibility are nothing but fleeting dreams

glimpsed at the doorstep of this nothingness.

Illusions that offer no comfort.

They lead people astray and create meaningless conflict.

It is Newtypes who know this truth.

Even so...

One shouldn't place unwarranted hope in life

that merely exists and then fades away.

Even so!

Heat... Warm light...

Gather up as much of this as you like, it will change nothing.

Yes. Nothing at all!

This heat warms the universe, doesn't it?

I suppose it's time.

Yes, I think you've let them know enough of those thoughts

you had when you were you, Captain.

This light, it's...

I entrust it to you.

That which you believe you have to do.

Banagher!

Mr. Riddhe, Magallanica is being targeted!

This whole sector is in danger! Contact them, hurry!

What? Banagher!

Are you sure?

Let's leave the rest to them.

Wait!

Do you really intend to fire with the Nahel Argama still there?

Damage to the colony will be kept to a minimum.

But they're--

This is to protect the Federation's interests.

There are times when you must sacrifice the few so the many might live.

Surely a military man such as yourself understands that.

You're wrong.

What's being protected is the Foundations interests.

"Sacrifice the few so the many might live."

One of Father's favorite sayings.

I couldn't live with that.

That's why I sided with you!

Why are you doing this?!

You always said you rejected the logic of men, so why?!

Let me go!

Aunt Martha, I know you heard that voice, too! That was--

You're exhausted, Alberto.

Report from System's fire control HQ.

95% of operational critical output reached.

Chairman Ronan.

Standing wave forming smoothly within...

If you insist on carrying out this act,

I will be an enemy of the Federation from this moment onwards.

Spare me your bluffs.

You have a family, too.

Are you sure you want to drag your children into this?

I only want to be a father whose children aren't ashamed of him.

Chassis maintaining firing attitude via gyro-stabilizing rotation.

Minor adjustment of attitude control fully shifted to angular velocity stabilizers.

Execute.

System here. Approval code for firing order received.

Power transmission from all generator satellites shows green.

Automatic tracking in progress. Final targeting adjustment...

Ensign Riddhe is there!

Correcting for beam deviation due to relativistic effects...

The Banshee's pilot is Ensign Riddhe!

I approved his request!

Why?

Why are you there?

That's maximum magnification!

Shadow observed in the vicinity of Luna II.

It's huge! Measurements show it to he abject of colony size!

The colony... laser?

I hadn't heard anything about Gryps 2 being repaired!

Please evacuate the Nahel Argama from this sector right away!

I'll put up a psycho-field in front of Magallanica.

Banagher!

Banagher...

That's crazy! The properties of a psycho-field are completely unknown!

Audrey, you can hear me too, right?

Take that man with you and evacuate to Industrial 7 right away.

Banagher?

That kid...

We will stay here.

Audrey!

You're confident, aren't you? Then go prove it.

And make sure that you come hack.

Breaking your ward will not be tolerated.

She's right! You have to come back!

Don't you dare die, Banagher!

Too many people have died already!

Banagher, don't die. Banagher, don't die.

Banagher, let's go back to school together, you hear?

Even if you've got a job with the Federation Forces,

you've gotta finish high school!

You guys...

Let me join you.

Mr. Riddhe...

The Banshee is a psycho-machine, too. It will help.

Laplace's Box isn't just an issue for your family.

Our ancestors who ushered in the Universal Century

didn't simply abandon the excess human population in space.

They embraced a glimmer of hope for the distant future

and sent them out with as big a prayer as they could offer.

Will that he turned into a curse? Or can we turn it into possibility?

That's up to...

There's no harm in knowing

that we were blessed when we came into this world.

If they'd just said that in the first place, it would've been easier to understand.

Fathers never say enough to their children.

The kids always have to fill in the blanks on their own.

It's disastrous, isn't it?

Yeah.

- Can't you stop it?! - Impossible!

It's already approaching critical!

If I abort now, there's no telling what kind of accident will happen!

Gryps 2 has over a thousand people on board!

Comms! Send a laser message!

Contact the Nahel Argama at once!

"Adjusting to achieve four-dimensional coherence.

Chassis, agitation due to resonant oscillation waves.

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Hi...

Banagher!

I can see things the rest of you can't see now.

Here, even time seems to glow.

No matter how deep the despair, hope is always horn out of it.

You are light.

Use even sadness as fuel and light the way.

Together with the Princess.

Humanity is standing on a threshold now.

One day, the time might come when they will cross it!

while still in their physical bodies.

The road leads here, over the rainbow.

Direct hit.

Target is emitting powerful electromagnetic radiation.

Optical observation impaired due to gasified debris.

Firing evaluation analysis will take time.

Von Braun on moon reports same. Analysis now in--

Greetings, people of Earth, of space, everyone living in this world.

I am Mineva Lao Zabi.

- Please forgive me for addressing

- What is this? - Please forgive me for addressing

- Where is she transmitting from?! - Please forgive me for addressing

- you all in this manner.

- Pinpointing signal source... - you all in this manner.

It's Magallanica! Target is intact!

I am the heir to the Zabi family that once led the Principality of Zeon.

No external damage observed at all!

However, the matter I am about to discuss

has nothing to do with my lineage.

Today, I learned a secret that affects

the very foundation of the Federation government.

I would like to inform you all of this secret,

simply as one human being who lives in this world.

The Charter of the Universal Century

was proclaimed at the dawn of the Universal Century.

As I am sure you all know,

this monument is the foundation of the Federation government

and the keystone of its policy-making.

It was always believed that the monument, which was erected

96 years ago within Laplace, the prime minister's residence,

was lost in the terrorist bombing immediately afterwards.

However, it was not lost.

While a replica monument was displayed at the Federation assembly building in Dakar,

the original has been kept hidden all these years.

Please look.

What you see behind me now

is the real Charter of the Universal Century that was erected in Laplace.

I believe you have noticed it.

The genuine Charter of the Universal Century

contained an article that we have never seen.

I could use about a dozen skilled people to helm this thing!

You heard the man. Would you mind, Captain?

When this is over, let's have a drink.

Agreed.

Good luck.

Ensign Riddhe, please rendezvous with the Nahel Argama immediately.

Federation fleet has begun moving.

Objective believed to he seizing Magallanica and terminating broadcast.

Zeon Deikun proposed his Newtype theory more than 40 years

after this charter was created.

I believe that this one passage, which was buried with the Laplace Incident,

was nothing more than a prayer offered up to the distant future.

But that coincidence has transformed this charter into a curse.

What would happen if this passage were linked to Zeon's Newtype theory

and spurred on the Spacenoid independence movement?

This monument, which originally did nothing more

than show the truth behind the Laplace Incident,

has since become an object of fear,

something which could topple the Federation government.

Fearing its very existence, the Federation conspired with

the Vist Foundation, which had the monument in its possession,

to keep it sealed away, calling it Laplace's Box.

This may have been a misdeed,

but it was also a decision that had to he made in order to maintain peace.

However, as a result of this decision being passed dawn as an institution,

the original intent of the Box was lost,

and a mindset that shunned anything resembling Newtypes took root.

After the nightmare of the One Year War,

that mindset became the very core of the Federation government's inflexibility.

Magallanica has begun to move!

That's...

That's no colony builder!

It's him! He's relaying the transmission through the Unicorn!

He's resonating the psycho-fields!

Send the General Revil there at once!

We can take care of this.

How many people do you think there are in the world

who can comprehend the true meaning of this broadcast?

This will stir up the activists, which will amount to exactly nothing.

The government simply needs to announce that this is fabricated nonsense, and--

Naturally, the military will take appropriate action.

However, you, a civilian, have no say in that particular matter.

It's time to let it go, Aunt Martha.

The Box's magic has been lost.

Alberto...

It's over. Let's make a fresh start.

Martha Vist Carbine.

I have a great many questions for you regarding this incident.

Please come with us.

The choice is theirs to make.

We have no alternative but to accept it.

As fathers.

Captain!

"...of a new space-adapted human race be confirmed,

the Earth Federation shall give priority to involving them

in the administration of the government."

on that last night of the old calendar...

Mobile suits launched from the General Revil are headed this way!

A swarm of them!

We'll move this behemoth to a safe zone!

Can you keep up, Nahel Argama?

We 'II manage! Don't worry about us, just keep going!

Until this transmission ends, we--

We 'II keep Her Highness safe!

Let's go too, Banagher.

Your job is over. Laplace's Box has been opened.

Head back to the ship and get some rest.

After all, you've just been born...

Banagher .

Is this... a perfected Newtype?

You always rush into things!

Nobody wants an outcome like that.

Just having the possibility, that's enough!

You and I still have a lot of things left to do in this world, right?!

I'm gonna drag you back here!

Banshee!

How are you supposed to hold Mineva like that?

I'm gonna steal Audrey from you, Banagher!

Everyone who is listening to this broadcast,

please discern the truth with your awn eyes.

And then, just as people did a century ago,

I 'd like you to usher in the next century with goodwill in your hearts.

Believing in the God

called "possibility" that lies dormant within us all.

Audrey...

Subtitles: NYAV POST Translation and Subtitle Timing: David Fleming