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Episode 3: The Ghost of Laplace

Message from ECOAS.
"Object ball placed in pyramid spot,” sir.

Attention!
Initiate Phase 3.

This ship will now breach enemy
airspace at maximum combat speed

and attack the Neo Zeon stronghold
with our hyper mega particle cannon.

This one strike will determine
the success of the mission.

I expect all crew members
to do their utmost.

Nashiri Team is proceeding to Phase 2.

Right. Now proceeding
to target retrieval point.

Once Banagher Links' retrieval
has been confirmed,

we'll join with Team Alpha
to recapture the Gundam.

This will be a hit-and-fade operation.

After the advance team has separated
Palau's four asteroids,

we'll fire the hyper mega particle
cannon to seal off the military port.

The plan is to retrieve Banagher Links
and the Unicorn while this is going on.

I take it that you will attack only
Palau's military facilities?

Yes. The Federation
has spies there, too.

We wouldn't come up with a plan that
would damage the residential block.

That look on your face
says you'll go back

and inform your people
by yourself if you have to.

You'll just have to
take my word for it.

We may be at our closest approach,
but it's still two days to Earth.

I could only scrounge up the bare
minimum of food and water.

I'm prepared to do what I must.

What's going on,
Mr. Ensign?

Are you helping the prisoner escape?
Where are you taking that girl?

Please, just wait. I can't tell you
exactly what's going on, but--

Ensign Riddhe!

We're going to Earth.

Just because the Ensign is coming
with me does not mean in any way

that he is betraying the Federation,
or you and your friends.

I realized that in these circumstances,
there is something that only I can do.

As did Ensign Riddhe.

Like I could believe anything
that the Zeons' princess says!

It's of vital importance.

To prevent this from escalating further,
this is all that I can do right now.

- Ms. Micott...
- This doesn't mean I've forgiven you.

You owe me one.

Go fulfill your responsibilities
on Earth as best you can.

Dad!

What's this about sudden orders?!

I don't understand,
you just came home!

It's all right.
Don't you worry.

Look after your mother and siblings.

0-okay...

The kid made a run for it, huh?

I'm sorry, sir.

He won't be able
to leave Palau.

Still, I had no idea
he had it in him.

Explosion flashes observed in
Palau's connecting shafts!

Entering enemy airspace momentarily!

Engines off!
Begin inertial coasting!

Transfer all power to the
hyper mega particle cannon!

Disperse Minovsky particles
at combat density!

Mobile suit corps,
launch in sequence!

This is insanity!

Hyper mega particle cannon,
ready to fire!

Commence attack when we
reach the planned point!

Remind friendly suits to stay
clear of our line of fire!

Roger that!

Bridge to all suits.

We will now fire the
hyper mega particle cannon.

- All deployed mobile suits,
- Time to reach point, 48, 47, 46...

- evacuate field of fire immediately!
- Time to reach point, 48, 47, 46...

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Four!

Three!

Two!

One!

Fire!

Give them the slip!
I'm on my way to get you!

Tikva!

Mom!

Two minutes beyond
scheduled time.

No signals detected from target.

What the hell are
you doing, Banagher?

What do you mean,
the bay is blocked?!

I can't get through to the Captain!
How do things look outside?!

The 14th space gate...
That's it!

What are you doing here?

I will take more than retrieving me
to end this operation.

We can't stay here...
Not me.

Or you.

Juliet 005,
laser signal terminated!

Multiple trailing enemy suits!
Friendly suits are being surrounded!

Send in our own escort suits as reinforcements!
Take the ship in, too!

Begin anti-air fire!
Release dummy asteroids!

- Any word from ECOAS?
- Communications are still dark.

We walked right into it!

They anticipated what
we were going to do!

Captain! New comm signal
detected from Palau!

Is it ECOAS?

No, this is...

...the Gundam!

They're not attacking
with a large force?

The Nahel Argama is coming!

What?

Come on, hurry!

Please, let me go!

If you don't, the Federation
will never pull back!

Do you people want to turn
Palau into a battlefield?!

Why?!

Why did this have to happen?

We walked into a trap?

Please go.

You ought to carry out
your duties.

It's your forces
that I'll be fighting.

That is my problem.
Be true to your own heart.

If you turn your back on them now,
you will regret it for the rest of your life.

You got me.

I'll break away once our forces leave.
Sorry, but tag along with me until then.

Right.

That should give you an excuse!
Now go home!

Here comes another.

- The Unicorn Gundam!
- But who is...

A new Federation model?

Banagher! Banagher Links,
that's you, isn't it?

Audrey?
Audrey, is that you?

You're all right, Banagher!
It's me. Minev...

It's Audrey Burne.
I'm so glad that you're safe.

What are you doing here?
Are you piloting that suit?

11 like to know what you
are doing in the Gundam.

What happened to
the ECOAS team?

Who are you?

Ensign Riddhe Marcenas. You caught
my good-luck charm, remember?

Ensign Riddhe?

Banagher!

I'm delivering her to Earth.

To Earth?

I have given it a great deal
of thought.

Ensign Riddhe's father is
Assemblyman Ronan Marcenas

of the Federation Central Assembly.

He's a central figure
of Spacenoid policy.

I will meet with him and tell him
everything that has happened.

As heir to the Zabi bloodline,
I want to resolve this situation peace--

Hey, slow down a second!

This is a lot to take in quickly,
so I understand your confusion.

It won't be easy to do, but we want
to find the best way out of this.

You should return to
the Nahel Argama.

With you and the Unicorn back,
the Federation will withdraw its forces.

I'll see this through and
deliver Mineva... No, Audrey.

This Delta Plus is capable of
unassisted atmospheric reentry.

Audrey, tell me one thing.

Is this what you want?

Yes. I believe so.

I understand.
Ensign Riddhe.

1/ take your word as a man.

Take good care of Audrey.

He sure knows how
to motivate someone.

We used too much propellant.
We'll use that mass driver.

- Ensign? Banagher is--
- I know.

This is between two men.
Please stay out of it.

Did he give up?

The quad-wing, huh?

What the...

Securing the suit has top priority,
as long as the cockpit core is intact.

I guess no war is ever justified, is it?

That's you, isn't it,
Ms. Maridna?

How did he...?

It's Banagher!
Banagher Links!

If that's you, Ms. Maridna,
you have to listen!

Surrender, Banagher Links.
If you don't, I'll fry your cockpit

What are you doing in there?

Who I am doesn't matter.

Right now, you and I are just
combat units called pilots.

- Cut your main generator right now, and--
- Even so!

Even so, you're still
Ms. Maridna!

That's how I sensed you.
That's how I knew it was you.

Palau is your team's home, right?

If they get the Unicorn back,
the Federation will leave this place!

That's just an enemy's rationalization.

Audrey's here, too! She came to
put an end to the fighting!

The Princess?
Where is she?

Please, just think about stopping
the fighting for now.

Everyone who lives at Palau,

even Mr. Gilboa's family, might
get caught in the crossfire!

If you surrender and tell me
where the Princess is,

we'll withdraw our forces, too.

Look at yourself! You say you
only want to end the fighting,

but you're thinking from the
Federation's point of view!

I'm not! I'm not on their side,
Ms. Maridna!

You people are too
single-minded!

That's why Audrey says not
to give the Box to you!

Like I said, just an
enemy's rationalization!

You stubborn idiot!

Gundam!

NT-D activation confirmed.
Enemy has engaged the Kshatriya.

Our psycho-monitor reception might
force us to come out from behind Palau.

Keep a close eye out
for enemy ships, too.

A job fit for a cyber-New type, huh?

Why are you leaving Maridna
to fight alone?

This is a job that only
the Lieutenant can do.

The only way to activate the NT-D

is to get him to fight someone
who could be a New type.

We've installed a psycho-monitor
aboard the Unicorn Gundam.

We'll intercept any Box data
disclosed by the activation of the NT-D.

Since we cannot analyze
the La+ Program itself,

the fastest way is to gradually
break the seals on the system.

To accomplish that, we used
the Federation's inside man

to lead that boy Banagher to the Unicorn.

I regret leaving you
in the dark, Captain.

- But Maridna is a--
- Yes, I know.

A cyber-New type can't be said
to be a pure New type.

Then again, Captain, what exactly
is a "pure” New type?

No one has the answer to that.

What we need at the moment is a
“phenomenon” that will trigger the NT-D.

That Gundam has yet
to show its true colors.

We're going to have It. Maridna
draw out its true nature.

Funnels!

Funnels!

Don't you recognize me?

Who are you?

Is it that boy who's doing that?

Not precisely.

Right now, the pilot is just
a processing mechanism

for converting received
psycho-waves into hostility.

Then what is it that's
driving that Gundam?

The NT-D.
New type Destroyer System.

If it identifies the enemy as a New type,
the suit's limiters are disengaged.

It's a hunting machine that combines
the paranormal interface

of the psycho-frame and the power
to take control of an enemy's Psycommu weapons.

No ordinary human could possibly
handle a machine like that.

Indeed they cannot.

Which is why you need a cyber-New type,
a literally enhanced human.

The day that New types
can be destroyed

by a product of technology is the day
they will be consigned to history.

Just as the Universal Century is
about to mark its hundredth year,

the UC Project was
aptly named, indeed.

In other words, you threw Maridna
out there to be bait, eh?

Ple Twelve.
That is her name.

She is an artificial New type, created
via cloning and genetic modification.

The 12th prototype.

Master, you died?
Why?

What should I do, Master?

What a smelly girl!

What will you do with
a child like this?

Some of our clients are info
that sort of thing, right?

Starting today, I'm your Master.

But she's so young'

You've had that dead weight
removed, right? Come on!

What do you mean?
What army?

If you're some kind of Zeon fugitive,
I'm calling the pol--

That's enough.

I'm sorry.

This is...
This is all foo sad.

Kindness alone can't save people.

It can't erase sin
or wash away the impurities.

But even so...

But even so...

Roger that.

We'd like to observe the inspection
of the captured suit, as well.

Over and out.

It almost looked as if that quad-wing
was intentionally made to fight alone.

I hope nobody got it into
their heads to rig it with a bomb.

I doubt they'd need to resort
to such a roundabout method

to take out just
the Nahel Argama.

On the other hand, it's possible that
the boy was allowed to escape.

I don't want to think that
all this was for nothing.

Of course not.

Banagher...

Looks like it's over.

It looks like the Gundam has been
taken aboard the Nahel Argama.

That quad-wing, too.

I will probably be designated
as killed in action.

All we can do now
is forge ahead.

Both you... and me.

The NZ-666 Kshatriya.

Judging from the model number,
it's probably made by Neo Zeon.

There's a psycho-frame installed
around the cockpit,

but it's an old type.

I bet they repurposed
a prototype that was supplied

by Anaheim back during
Char's rebellion.

Captain Otto?

You say that only Granada
on the moon

has psycho-frame
manufacturing facilities?

Yes, Sir.

Since development of the technology
was officially halted,

they're completely responsible for it,
including maintaining its secrecy.

Why was it halted?

I hear it was because there were
just too many unknowns.

Even with the Unicorn, it looks like
the exposed psycho-frame

is glowing when the NT-D activates
and the armor separates, right?

We don't know why it glows,
and we're the ones who built it.

And sometimes that glow can be
converted into physical energy.

Um... I didn't see any
of the combat records,

but it certainly was a
one-sided fight, wasn't it?

Captain!
Message from sickbay.

The prisoner's vitals have stabilized.

Aside from her external injuries,

she appears to be rather weak,
so it's still too soon to question her.

What are all these scars from burns
and lacerations all over her body?

From what Dr. Has an says,
her reproductive system is also...

In the closing days of
the First Neo Zeon War,

a New type Corps made up of clones
was sent into battle,

but they were supposed to
have all been wiped out.

But one of them survived, and this
is what became of her, huh?

We'll leave her questioning
to Headquarters.

Understood.

I hope that this is the last--

Detour we'll have to make?
I hope so, too.

I don't think that
will be necessary.

She's a cyber-New type,
isn't she?

If she doesn't get her medication,
won't she go berserk?

She's the type that was genetically
designed from the ground up,

so there's no need to suppress
her immune response.

But she--

Her emotional state also seems stable,
and besides, her injuries are severe.

As a doctor, I can't consent to
putting her in a straitjacket.

But she's a Neo Zeon, remember?

She might even try to
hurt you, Doctor!

Ms. Maridna would never do that!

Banagher...
I didn't know you were there.

How do you feel?

How can you put an injured person
in a straitjacket?

This is none of your concern.

Why would you do that?
Ms. Maridna is an officer.

There are rules that govern the
treatment of prisoners, aren't there?

The Sleeves are terrorists.

Even if she's an officer,
she's still a criminal.

But she's--

Were you brainwashed
at Palau or something?

She's the pilot of that quad-wing!

She's the person responsible for all
the destruction at your own colony.

And there's no telling how many of
our people have been killed by her.

But... If you start out making
assumptions like that, you'll--

We'll put her under guard.
Please notify us when you move her.

Roger that.

Think about it. After all,
even Ensign Riddhe didn't come back.

What are cyber-New types, anyway?

The product of a delusion.

That one might be able to create
New types artificially.

To make a long story short,
that was the sophistry they used

to violate their ethics so they
could create human weapons.

You know the basic
New type concept?

Yes. It says that when humanity
moved into space,

we'd become able to understand
each other without misconceptions.

That's right.

But if we all became like that, wars
ought to become a thing of the past...

Somebody once said
that the reason

mankind's wars never end
was because we're stuck

on the threshold of a new
stage of evolution.

If there really is a chance for us
to become New types,

he said cyber-New type research
should be allowed.

If we leave evolution
to Mother Nature,

humanity will kill itself off first.

I think that's a sad way
of looking at things.

I agree. That's why we have to work
at understanding each other

with the abilities we have right now,
limited as they are.

Our roles have reversed,
I see.

Don't stare at me like that.

It's all a bit hazy.
How did all that happen?

You must have been swallowed up
by the machine.

A Psycommu back flow.

You think you're controlling it,
but it suddenly starts controlling you.

I sensed powerful negative intent.

That was probably the instinct of the
system embedded in the Gundam.

To seek out New types
and destroy them.

Even if those New types
are artificial ones.

A machine doesn't have the capability
to discern natural from artificial.

But people are another story.

They can sense the difference.

But even you...

I have a Master.

Even if I was created artificially,
my entire being is devoted to him.

I hope for what he hopes for,
and I oppose what he opposes.

But that's a curse,
killing yourself bit by bit like that.

I saw inside you.

You and I might be
two of a kind.

What do you mean by that?

If I don't look at it that way,
losing to you would be humiliating.

Still, the Gundam stopped.

Your will... the foundation inside you
forced the system into submission.

Foundation?

Those like me don't have that.
It's what lets us merge with machines.

- Ms. Ma rid--
- Never mind me.

Banagher, no matter what sort
of realities you're forced to confront,

keep saying,
“Even so..."

Never lose sight of who you are.

That's the foundation
of who you are.

The power that awakens
that other system,

the one sleeping
in that Gundam, it...

Laplace's Box was entrusted
to it so it could--

Ms. Maridna!

- Ms. Maridna!
- What's wrong?

Banagher, not happy.

Looks like the Captain and his
officers are keeping it secret

that the Zeons' princess disappeared.

I just wish we could tell Ensign Mihiro
that Ensign Riddhe is alive.

I didn't know they
were an item.

- An item, an item!
- 'm not really sure, but still.

I wonder if she made it
to Earth all right?

He's with her,
so she'll be fine.

You don't really
seem like yourself.

You didn't used to be this
cool-headed about her.

Begging your pardon, sir!

Master, we've just received an urgent
communique from the military.

Young Master Riddhe has...

Princess Mineva has
gone down to Earth?

The intel comes from a sympathizer
within the Federation Government.

He says a mobile suit used Assembly
privilege to cross their defensive lines.

She was likely aboard.

You don't think it was a diversion?

The Mock Trojan Horse's position?

Approaching geosynchronous orbit, sir.

As I thought. So, they're headed for
the designated coordinates, are they?

I believe this time
we'll chance upon something.

It's far too perfect a place
to break the La+ seal.

The Klimt.

A shuttle used by the Vist Foundation
to transport works of art, eh?

They're just doing an orbital
sightseeing flight

above the equator
without even accelerating.

If we're assuming that they're meeting
with someone, it must be with...

Whatever their objective is, if they're
planning an orbital rendezvous,

it'll leave them vulnerable.

Do we attack, sir?

We'll be scraping atmosphere.
Can we pull it off?

We'll sure try.

Laplace's Box notwithstanding,

we can't leave Maridna to stew aboard
the Mock Trojan Horse, can we?

Flaste, the helm's yours!

W-Wait!
Are you sure, Captain?

I suppose he's right.

The Nahel Argama will conduct an
inspection of the coordinate airspace.

Before the Unicorn
is shipped off to Luna II,

information regarding the key
to Laplace's Box will be--

You aren't looking well.
Is there a problem?

No... It's just that after all these
battles, the men are exhausted.

Well... I was wondering if this matter
should have been left to another unit.

You almost look as if you've
become attached to them.

Once you've landed on Earth,
feel free to relax a while.

Landed on Earth?

I have chartered a transport

Use it to take the cyber-New type
who is being held prisoner

aboard the Nahel Argama
to Augusta in North America.

Augusta?

Right

The labs there
have been shut down,

but I'm told that the facilities needed
for readjustments are still there.

What do you have in mind?

If Grandfather had simply told me
the location of the Box,

I wouldn't have to resort to
such underhanded methods.

I don't know what Grandfather
and Cardeas' goal was,

but it the Box is lost, so are
the Foundation's fortunes.

There is activity within
the Federation Government

to try to gain the Box for itself
in anticipation of that loss.

This is no time to let petty sympathies
get the better of you.

Laplace's Box is our very lifeline.

I'm counting on you, Alberto.

I won't do it!

That wasn't a request.

If the Unicorn is piloted through the
coordinates given by the La+ Program,

there's a high probability that another
seal on the program will be broken.

I'll ride with you.

I want you to take the suit to
the appropriate coordinates.

That's an order.

You saw it, right? You saw what
happened to it at Palau, didn't you?

I'm not a soldier, so I shouldn't
have to take orders from you.

No, you aren't obliged to obey me.
But you 40 have a responsibility.

You've intervened in battle situations
three times now.

With a powerful weapon.

Lives may have been saved
because of you,

but lives were lost, too.

You're already interfering in the destinies
of a lot of people, friend and foe alike.

You need to take
responsibility for that.

How do I do that?

By seeing this through.

Keep fighting until
I die, is that it?

Or am I supposed to stay on this crazy
treasure hunt to the bitter end?

Think that over for yourself.

All you're doing now is running away
from the troubles in front of you.

But people are going to die!

What's this "responsibility" that
means I have to Kill people?

I can't make up my mind about
something like that so easily!

Don't be so hard on him.

They have to look at things
that way, it's their job.

Is something the matter,
Commander?

No, I was just thinking that
if I had a son of my own,

I would've experienced these
feelings a long time ago.

I haven't been this close since that
field trip we went on in grade school.

This is the first thing that comes
to mind when I hear "Laplace's Box"...

Latitude, zero.
Longitude, zero. Altitude, 200 kilometers.

The wreckage of Laplace,
the prime minister's residence,

passes that point
once a day without fail.

I don't think we overlooked something
that was right under our noses--

In my day, it had already been removed
from the school tour list.

Captain, Commander,
thank you for looking after us.

I won't play nice and say
the pleasure was all ours.

You brought us
nothing but trouble.

We won't be forgetting that face
of yours anytime soon.

I regret that I won't be able
to observe the investigation...

May fortune continue to smile
upon you in battle.

Good day.

That's odd. He was always
so obsessed with the Box.

In the end, he's just
a lackey to the mighty.

Anaheim will get the investigation
results via Staff HQ.

Do you suppose
that's all there is to it?

It's not normal to entrust the transport
of a prisoner to a civilian ship.

For HQ to okay that, what do you
suppose they have in mind for her?

Their cover story is that Luna II
doesn't have the facilities

to care for a cyber-New type.

RX-0, launching.

He feels like
piloting it now, eh?

The Nahel Argama is currently
positioned in low Earth orbit.

In principle, it's no different
from operating in space,

but if you don't constantly maintain
the prescribed speed,

you'll get pulled in by gravity
in the blink of an eye, so be careful.

Right.

When we were told to attack
Palau on our own,

I will be honest, we were already
weary to the bone.

But then Commander Daguza spoke up.

He called it a hostage rescue operation.
He said we owed you one.

He's trying to carry out the responsibility
that people should have for one another.

- What is it?
- Nothing.

Do you ever feel uncertainty,
Mr. Daguza?

I'm a cog, a part of a vast machine
called the Federation.

I carry out the duties
I'm given, that's all.

I can't be certain
about anything.

Not even who's my friend
and who's my enemy.

A person like that isn't qualified
to pick up a weapon, is he?

I never wanted to get in
this thing ever again.

Not even if it meant
letting him down.

Think of it this way.

You have people around you that
you have to take responsibility for.

You mean Takuya and Micott?

After we get back to Luna I,

what happens to those two
will depend on what we report.

What that report says
will depend on your actions.

Taking hostages again, huh?

Take it however you want.

You're in a position to be
able to alter their fates.

In that sense, right here and now,
you're making the right choice.

Another launch confirmed.

It seems to be on a rendezvous trajectory
with the suits that launched earlier.

Is it that Gundam?

Unable to confirm.
No response on psycho-monitor.

So we can't trace it in its
one-horn configuration, huh?

Status of the Foundation ship?

On a contact course.

Assuming the Mock Trojan Horse
decelerates to orbital velocity,

estimated time to contact is
approximately ten minutes.

360 km directly above the equator.
East longitude 15 degrees, 28 minutes.

Just as you've heard it If looks
like their plan is to rendezvous

and then inspect the
designated coordinates.

Our opening will come when their suits
are away at the Laplace wreckage.

Roger that.

The Garencieres Team has finally
gotten a job that's up its alley.

Don't get too ambitious. Remember,
you have a family waiting at home.

I understand. I'll bring Maridna back
safe and sound, don't you worry.

I'm counting on you.

It's possible that the
La+ Program displays data

when it recognizes
the suit's coordinates.

The last time the NT-D activated,
it didn't display any new information.

The station wreckage crosses those
coordinates every day at 0000 exactly.

The prime minister's residence that was
destroyed by terrorists a long time ago.

If the Box was hidden in
such an obvious place,

wouldn't somebody have come
to check it out long ago?

We don't know, which is why
we're checking it out.

Focus on your piloting. We'll only
get one chance to make contact.

Conroy, report in if there are any
changes, no matter how trivial.

Roger.

T-minus 2 minutes to arrival
at designated coordinates!

To save this world
from the brink,

a massive space settlement
plan was essential.

And to carry it out, we needed an
arbiter that was on par with God.

And that was the
Federation Government?

A merciless God that would ruthlessly
crush anyone who dared oppose it.

The station sabotage
was the best thing

that could have happened for
the Federation Government.

It kept its authority under the pretext
of terrorism prevention, you see.

You make it sound like the Federation
staged the attack itself.

In the grownup world, things
like that happen sometimes.

There isn't anyone involved then
who is alive now.

All that survives is the tradition
that commands us to fear the Box,

and the symbiotic relationship
with the Vist Foundation,

which has been preserved because of that.

Tradition...

It can't be changed by
one person acting alone,

and no one even feels the slightest bit of
aspiration to change it.

It happens with
any organization.

But, you can't call the
cogs in the machine evil, either,

not when they've only been swallowed by
the instinct to maintain the status quo.

All the Box had to do
was stay put these hundred years.

T-minus 15 seconds to arrival
at designated coordinates.

12...

11...

10...

9..

8...

7..

6...

5...

4..

3...

2..

1!

Zero point has been achieved!
Crossing designated coordinates!

Suit systems nominal.
How does it look?

What?
Nothing's happening.

Any changes on the outside?

All green. No changes in either Unicorn
or Laplace Station wreckage.

Greetings, citizens of Earth and space.

- Where's that coming from?
- What is this?

Unknown! Can you pinpoint the
transmission origin from your end?

Radio waves are emanating
from the RX-0. Please advise.

- It's coming from here?!
- They re right, no doubt about it

I like to first express my sincere
gratitude for having the opportunity,

on this momentous occasion, to address
all peoples across the Universe.

The source of the signal
is the Unicorn?!

Was the seal broken when it came
into contact with the wreckage?

What's the status of the NT-D?

I'm told that its activation
has not been observed.

Orders, sir? Shall I delay our departure
so you can watch the investigation?

Tell the Klimt that
our departure time

might have to be changed
as circumstances warrant.

Master...

Minovsky particles?!

Density is rapidly increasing.

Unable to pinpoint source direction!
Dispersal pattern is not normalizing!

Prepare for anti-air combat!
All hands, put on normal suits!

There's a chance that the enemy
is mixed in with nearby civilian ships!

Maintain strict anti-air surveillance!

Even if that's the case, we're
inside Earth's Absolute Defense Zone.

Camouflaged or no, it's unlikely that they
could have snuck in a fleet-scale force.

That's the problem!

If they're using a small force, it means
they have a plan to put them to good use.

...Solutions for these problems,

and each and every one of us must be
willing to change our way of thinking.

To identify with humanity
as a species,

Commander!

Banagher!

Something's coming.
The Nahel Argama is being targeted.

Recall the investigation team!

We should be able to use the ECOAS
Lotos as makeshift gun turrets, too.

Yes, sir!
What about the Unicorn?

It's piping out some
crazy speech.

Have it evacuate
before it becomes a target.

Roger that.
Bridge to all mobile suits.

Abandon current missions
and return to ship immediately!

What are you...

- Here it comes!
- Can you tell how many?

One. No, there's another formation
following behind it.

The enemy squadron is pinned down
near the station wreckage.

Good. Gilboa, when you feel it's
time to get out, you get out.

Roger that

Watch yourself. That Gundam is
moving faster than we thought.

It looks like it's the only suit
that left the wreckage.

The kid did seem
to have good intuition.

This is bothering me, though.

You don't think the speech
will play and that's it, do you?

The NT-D isn't active yet.

There has to be something
yet to come that's still hidden.

- Laser signal received!
- From the Rewloola?

No, not from them.
It's--

Full Frontal...
Already here, eh?

Use your beam magnum!
At this range, you can hit him!

I can't.
It's too powerful.

- Is this any time to be holding back?!
- I just need to close in!

Do you think this
is a game, kid?!

You take out an enemy
when you have the chance!

If you let an enemy go, he might
kill an ally or even you!

Who's playing around?!

I take it seriously when my life
or someone else's is on the line,

so I'm doing all I can,
all right?!

Stay back, Banagher!

Mr. Gilboa!

We won't destroy the ship.
Our objective is to lake back Maridna.

You're kidding...
But how?

Look, just stay away. There's no
need for you to die here.

Mr. Gilboa, wait!

Take back the prisoner?

RX-0 to Romeo 010, request relay.

Enemy objective appears
to be retrieval of prisoner.

- Reinforcements?
- The Red Comet...

Leave the Mock Trojan Horse
to the Garencieres Team.

As for us, we will attack the Unicorn
and trigger the NT-D.

- Yes, sir!
- Don't hold back.

You can't beat the Gundam unless
you fully inf end to shoot it down.

We guards will clear
a path for you, sir!

He's toying with us! As if that
attitude will work on us now!

Come on, let's see you
turn into a Gundam!

Return fire!
Aim properly!

I am!

Isn't the investigation team
back yet?!

There was a delay in reeling in
the Lotos. Five minutes to arrival!

It's no use, postpone the shuttle
departure! We have to take shelter!

The battle's already begun!
We have to get off this ship!

Hey, the prisoner is awake!

Fight like you mean it, Banagher!

If you face off against him,
the NT-D should activate.

If you keep this up,
they'll kill us by inches.

B-But if I go all-out,
you'll be...

The jump seat is fragile,
but I'm pretty tough.

It'd be better to just
hand over the machine.

What do you think will happen to the
Nahel Argama without the Unicorn?

Those people are
combat pros.

If they retrieve the prisoner, they won't
pass up a chance to take out an enemy.

Your friends are on board
that ship, too.

I know that!
Believe me, I know!

I know that, but I still...

Open the hatch.

Hurry!

- What are you doing?
- This will let you fight, won't it?

No... You've got it all wrong.
That's not what the problem is! I...

Banagher, I saw the NT-D
start to engage earlier.

It looked as if it was reacting
to you personally.

To your heart, which
sensed something

as you were listening to the voice
of this ghost of Laplace.

My heart?

It's not a killing machine that was
designed to eradicate Zeon.

Something else entirely is also
incorporated into the Unicorn.

And that thing is probably controlled
by a human heart.

That might be what the
La+ Program really is.

A guidepost that tests the pilot's
heart as it leads him to the Box...

Whoever built this thing
was one devious customer.

What do you...

There's no time.

Once I go outside, you move
further in and wait for my signal.

What are you planning?

Even a cog in the machine has its pride.
You go fulfill your own role.

My own...

This knows what it is.

It's the one part that lets you
decide for yourself who you are.

Don't lose it.

- It is how 23:59, Greenwich Mean Time.
- A responsibility I should carry out...

If won't be long now.

...and offer up a prayer.

All that's left now
is the Unicorn.

May the future of humans
in space be a peaceful one.

It's not out of pride
or even to repay a debt.

I listened to my heart,
that's all.

I guess even cogs
have them.

- Hopes.
-...with faith in the god called Possibility.

He's here!

Your Vulcans!
Potshots are fine, just fire!

Now!

Banagher!

Dagu...

You're my hope.

I entrust them all
to you, Banagher.

You killed him!

Captain!

It turned into a Gundam!
Cuaron, do it just like we planned!

In the end, he's just an amateur.

He's behaving exactly like
the simulations predicted.

We'll move in and flank him!

Feel free to smash anything
but the cockpit! Do it!

- We were lured in?!
- Angelo, run!

He's no ordinary opponent
Disengage!

You damn monster!

Captain! Please withdraw!
This isn't worth your life!

Laser contact with Sinanju lost!
We can't pick it out from the debris!

- And the Gundam?
- Psycho-monitor still online.

If we track that, we can
get a lock on him.

Alter heading and trajectory at once.

We'll retrieve both suits before they're
pulled in by the gravity well.

With me at the helm, sir?

It's an atmospheric assist maneuver!
You'll manage, Flaste!

Gilboa, time's up.

You'll never be able to infiltrate the
Mock Trojan Horse in this situation.

But, sir! If we
pass up this chance...

Abort the operation. Gilboa Team,
redeploy to rescue Frontal Team.

I'm gonna take you down
if nothing else!

Banagher! If you can
hear me, stop this!

If we keep this up, we'll both
burn up in the atmosphere!

I won't miss this time!

Banagher!

Tikva...
Look after the family...

Mr. Gilboa...