Original subtitles

This is Widow. This is Widow. Come in Southern Rose.

This is Widow. Come in, Southern Rose.

Southern Rose, come in.

This is Widow.

Come in, Southern Rose. This is Widow...

Coconna, give it a rest. Eat this and get some sleep.

He should have called in by now.

Something must have happened to him.

Maybe the Veela shot him down!

Maybe he just forgot about you.

Shut up!

I just heard they can't contact Gon Nu, either.

Come on, worrying like this isn't healthy.

It's me! This is Southern Rose.

Do you read?

Vanilla!

Hey, Widow! You're up early.

Where have you been? You haven't called in 12 hours!

No time! The attack's starting! We're headed for the palace!

What about Chirico?

I'm not sure, but he's charged into the palace already.

And now Gon Nu's gonna-

We're about to go in.

Don't get yourself killed!

There's the order! See ya!

Vanilla! Did you hear me?

Don't get yourself killed, Vanilla.

Bring up our main forces and isolate the palace!

Pin the Veela around us down!

Computer system 2, destroyed!

Activate auxiliary systems!

Activating auxiliaries. On line.

VTOL squadron, Kan Yu's team is going in.

Clear out the front of the palace!

Roger.

A question, sir.

You're outta line, Airman Vartla!

Sorry, sir. Is Captain Kan Yu's team going into the palace?

They have a special mission.

They'll be helping Chirico's team, which is already in there.

Let's go! All units, dive!

Drop napalm!

We alone have been given the honor of breaking into the palace.

Got that?

Yes, sir!

Shako, take point!

Yes, sir!

I'm coming, Chirico!

Kiderra, have you seen Potaria?

All I've seen around here are bad guys!

We can't stay here.

I'm hitting them from the side.

Chirico!

What?

Ypsilon hasn't come out yet.

I know.

That light we saw landed deep inside of the palace.

I think it might be a new machine from headquarters.

What?

For Ypsilon.

All set!

Okay, drop the panel!

This is for me?

A major advancement.

I've heard it's capable of staying in combat for twice as long.

Intruder!

What?

Some assault trooper who isn't in an AT.

Where?

Nearby. Be careful.

Where's Kanjelman?

Don't underestimate the Royal Guard!

You think I'd tell you?

Chirico's three ATs are in the east corridor.

And our garrisons?

A total of 11 machines are counterattacking.

The enemy seems to be headed west.

Do what you can to keep them there.

Get Ypsilon out there at once!

I'll tell him.

They must know that C&C is here.

Then why go into the east corridor...?

Are they after Ypsilon?

The number of enemy intruders is still small.

The main force seems to be biding its time until it hits us with one big attack.

We estimate half their forces will be destroyed by our anti-AT land mines outside the palace.

And half our forces are still in the jungle.

At this rate, we can manage a tremendous victory.

Perhaps it'd be best to let them think we're weak.

We'll abandon this base.

I see... Let them make it their playground.

And their eventual graveyard...

To the royal villa!

Vanilla!

I thought it was you.

You saved me.

Have you seen Chirico?

No, too many enemies over there. I couldn't move.

To all personnel. To all personnel.

C&C is now transferring to the royal villa.

Repeat, C&C is now transferring to the royal villa.

Villa?

Maintenance complete, sir!

Right!

Ypsilon!

Don't fail me this time.

Don't get caught up in any flashy displays of bravado!

Controls are the same as the regular one. Good!

Where are you? This time, you die!

All right, forward!

Captain! Something on radar!

Movement, front-left of us.

What?

Shoot!

Are you Chirico?

What are you doing? Get him!

Where's Chirico? That one?

I've never seen one like this guy.

It feels like you... Chirico!

No!

It's not him!

You, then?

Shit! Not here, either!

Borough and the others must be deeper inside the palace.

I know.

But I don't want to run into Ypsilon here.

We don't have time to check every room.

Don't shoot! Don't shoot!

It's me! It's me!

Vanilla!

What're you doin' here?

Potaria's gone to the villa!

He's what?

He's after Kanjelman. All he's got is a handgun!

Chirico!

Borough's probably there, too.

Main enemy movements?

They're engaging battalion three at point F2.

Any word from Ypsilon?

Not yet.

But he's apparently destroyed three ATs.

Was Chirico in one of them?

Unknown.

It's just a matter of time now.

Hm? Where's His Majesty?

He hasn't slept for two days.

We had him taken to his bed chamber.

I see.

His Majesty's health is paramount.

Even an hour's sleep would help.

Don't worry.

When he awakens, the battle may well be over.

Sleep well, Your Majesty.

Be sure to wake me in 30 minutes.

Don't worry, sir.

If anything happens, the escape shuttle is standing by underground.

I'm afraid that will be no use.

Wine for you, Highness. If you'll excuse us.

Bring it over here.

Chirico! We'll split into two teams!

We're just a big target like this!

We don't have enough people to split up.

We've got Vanilla.

Whoa, hold it! I'm naked here!

I'll be your shield! Come on!

Wait up! Wait up!

I don't believe it... You!

Pota, is it really you?

It's Pol Potaria now, Prince Kanjelman.

Stop that. You were never so formal before.

That was years ago.

I call you this to show you how much I hate you now.

You haven't changed.

Never one to joke around.

Even though I was royalty, only you opened your heart to me.

We crossed the lines of class and age to talk of our dreams.

You and I were friends, weren't we?

If I was, then why did you betray me?

You must have understood my situation.

Did you really believe this war would give Kummen a future?

No...

Then why?

Why did you plunge our country into war for a future even you didn't believe in?

You haven't changed.

Still so pure and forthright.

Unfortunately, that purity isn't enough to move us forward.

I see... Then this war was just a game for you.

Just an "experiment," like she said!

A girl soldier told me that, before she died in despair!

Listen to me, Pota!

Shut up!

Get the lances!

Balancing...?

Highness!

A duel to the death.

Neither side will hold back.

I used to win two out of every three matches, Potaria.

This time will be different!

Hurry! His Majesty's in danger!

This is the only way in. Get it open!

Call the ATs! As many as we can!

There's an intruder in the prince's bed chamber!

What?

Call Ypsilon, sir!

Ypsilon! This is Borough. Come in, Ypsilon!

Not him, either!

Ypsilon! What are you doing? Get to the villa!

Yes, sir!

Sir, wait! The enemy!

Enemy ATs are landing from the west!

Send reinforcements!

Kummen must be reborn!

We must let go of the old!

Then why do this? We both used to talk about that.

I believed you were the only man in the royal family with any kind of vision of the future!

The greatest enemy of the new is nostalgia for the past.

Perhaps we should call it reactionism.

So you abandoned your ideals to embrace that reactionism?

I believed in you!

I put all my hopes in you!

Why did you start this meaningless war?

Why? Why?

Why...?

Why didn't you block me?

This is all I can do.

You wanted to die.

You did, didn't you?

I take the old ways with me...

The old ways?

Chirico's headed this way!

What?

He's close! Which passageway?

Dunno!

All personnel, evacuate!

There you are, Borough!

Ypsilon! Borough's in danger!

What?

Chirico's after him!

Where are they?

Headed for the underground expansion!

On my way!

Pota, there was no other way.

You and I just never realized it...

Thank you. I feel better now.

Highness...

Pota, I was everything that embodied the old ways.

For my love of Kummen, I created a new appearance.

I adopted every symbol of the old. Every aspect of reactionism.

Highness!

Pota!

This...

This is my destiny.

Despite what I may prefer.

Such is the price of royalty.

My...

my death will bury the old ways that I represent.

The old conventions... The old classes...

The old system...

Everything I symbolize will die.

All so that Kummen may have its future.

Pota, I may well be damned for what I've done.

Highness!

The key to the escape shuttle.

Use it! It's underground.

I want you to survive.

To see what the future holds.

You are... my dearest friend.

Highness!

Highness!

You son of a...!

Potaria!

Of course I knew he wasn't the man responsible for all this.

But he'd used Kummen's war and manipulated the two PS's.

All for some purpose.

And that purpose... was what?

The journey through Kummen is at an end.

Looking back, all one sees is a green hell.

A farewell to friends.

At the base of a fading consciousness some stand firm amidst the scenes of carnage.

A shout lingers in the ears.

Fire burns in the eyes.

The next journey begins.

A journey both harsh and full of pain.

An odyssey into the past.

Next time, "Dark Change"

Chirico's pilgrimage moves to a new locale.