All language subtitles for FMA37

FLAME ALCHEMIST

Roy Mustang observation journal.

- What is this?
- As it turns out,

I've been ordered by Internal Affairs
to investigate my superior officer.

"In order to understand
how your days are spent,

those who are most suited to the task are
to conduct a top-secret investigation."

So, Lt. Havoc,
you're investigating Col. Mustang?

Yeah, but I can't investigate him
on my own.

I want you guys to help me.

"Saturday, 0946 hours:

Colonel Mustang brushes off the document
before him which is due at noon

and says he will do it later."

"Similarly, Saturday, 1026 hours:

the colonel attempted
to feed Lt. Hawkeye's dog."

"Also, 1103 hours:

the colonel suddenly began
to clean the window."

Will he be able to meet his deadline?

"At 1147 hours:
the colonel begins signing the document

as he makes a fuss
about not having enough time.

But he did have time."

"Later, the colonel conducted
an inspection

of the fire-fighting facilities
around town.

This time, the colonel got a letter
from the girl working at the flower shop."

"It appears that the letter
is an invitation to a date.

I saw tickets to a play."

"The colonel prepared to leave, saying
he was gathering municipal intelligence

and would go directly home afterward.

Judging by his smug face,
he's clearly going on a date."

Wait a minute! You mean Grace,
the girl at the flower shop?

I thought she's been cold lately.
Is that what's going on?

"What's this, Lieutenant?
You were seeing that girl?"

"You're out of luck with the colonel."

"I'm sorry to hear that.
Please, give up on her."

Stop making light of it!

"How could you guys know how I feel?"

"It's your fault you got dumped.
Low quality."

- "Shut up, you big dope!"
- "You shut up!"

- "What did you call me?!"
- "Get him, get him!"

"Don't be so rough on each other.
Let's all get along."

I quit! I quit!

How am I supposed to do
this investigation?

Man cannot obtain anything
without first sacrificing something.

Here at the Central Command Center,

there are brave soldiers
who have no trouble sacrificing

whatever it takes
in order to achieve peace.

These are the tales of love and courage

of the Flame Alchemist,
Col. Roy Mustang, and his men.

THE BACHELOR LIEUTENANT

Yo, Black Hayate.

It must be nice to lead a carefree life.

What's the matter with Lt. Havoc?

Must have been turned down again
or something.

Straight to the point.

You can't get much time off
when you take on military duties.

It must be hard finding a woman
who will go out with you.

He's pathetic.

CENTRAL TIMES

He should be able to handle
both his work and his women.

It's your fault.

Still, it's interfering
with his duties. Hey.

Somebody introduce a woman to Havoc.

- Please don't ask the impossible.
- I want someone to introduce me.

Why don't you share one of yours?

- What?
- No, it's nothing.

Does anyone know
what kind of woman Havoc likes?

The other day,
when I was out drinking with Havoc,

he complained to me,

"Aren't there any cheerful,
well-adjusted beauties out there?"

All right, Warrant Officer Falman,

secure a cheerful,
well-adjusted beauty at once.

Introduce her to Lt. Havoc.

- I'm supposed to do it?
- Remember, you're on a mission.

Is there a mission for me?

Get all materials on Brig. Gen. Basque
Grand, Doctor Marcoh, and Shou Tucker.

Also, put together all the records
on the Fifth Laboratory and 2nd Prison.

Right.

Does that include the items
lost in the Central Library fire?

Do not ask me the obvious.
That is why I called on you.

If this can get me
into the Court-Martial Office again,

I might be able to closely invest
the incident involving Brig. Gen. Hughes.

- What is your answer?
- Yes! Understood!

A mission, he says.
I haven't had any training in flirting.

What's the world coming to?

I beg your pardon! Are you all right?

- Scieszka?
- Warrant Officer Falman!

Long time no see.
Have you been getting along okay?

Yes, more or less.

I know...

Scieszka, I'm looking for a cheerful,
well-adjusted beauty right now.

- Do you know anyone like that?
- Do I know anyone?

Are you insinuating that I'm not
a cheerful, well-adjusted beauty?

It's not like that!

Under the colonel's orders,

I have to introduce Lt. Havoc
to a new girlfriend.

- Girlfriend?
- Do you have anyone in mind?

Oh, in that case, I have a great idea!

Maj. Armstrong's sister?

Yes, he said she is of marrying age,

but is so shy
that she cannot find a boyfriend.

Incredible.

I think I'd better go...

This is the chance of a lifetime for you.

If she starts talking
about getting married,

you'll be taking one wealthy wife.

- You'll be on easy street.
- But I haven't even met her yet.

From what Maj. Armstrong says,
she has the same good looks as he does.

The Major's sister looks just like him?

- That's it! I'm leaving!
- Thank you for coming, Lt. Havoc!

- We've been waiting for you!
- Well, good luck!

Over the span of 180 years,
the Armstrong family

has been involved in enterprises
that are deeply tied

to the political
and economic affairs of this country.

For generations,
it has been a noble family

which has served
in the military government.

and has been a pillar
of support to this nation.

I, myself, have served
in the military government...

Every time I hear Father tell this story,
it touches my heart.

Oh, my, dear,
are you boasting to the guests again?

- Oh, Mother.
- Mother? Thank goodness.

The mother is quite normal...

She's huge! She's not normal at all!

Now wait a minute.

The father is wide and fat,
and the mother is long and tall.

Add them together,
their son turned out like this.

Which means,
when it comes to their daughter...

Catch me if you can!

No, both parents' features
don't necessarily always get passed down.

There's a chance
that she leans more toward one side...

TOMATO + POTATO = POMATO

Now, Lieutenant,
allow me to introduce my sister.

Come along, Catherine.
Don't be shy. Come in here.

Which is she?
Does she take after her father or mother?

It's terrible either way,
but between these two,

at least let her take after her mother.

Nice to meet you.
I'm Catherine Elle Armstrong.

Hooray for mutations!

Well? Isn't she beautiful?
She looks just like me.

- Which part?
- Her lower eyelashes, and such.

You don't say.

Come now, Catherine, don't be shy.

- Right.
- Umm...

- Catherine, what are your hobbies?
- Let's see, a little piano.

So cute. There's no way
this girl is the Major's younger sister.

I lift a little piano.

What is the matter, Lieutenant?

I take that back. She is 100 percent
the Major's younger sister.

But then again,
if you take away her monster strength,

there's her looks, her style,
her assets, her influence...

Does that make it all okay? Is this...

the prime of my life?

- Catherine.
- Yes?

If it's all right with you,

would you allow me the opportunity
to go out with you?

Havoc...

Yes?

I... I...

I...

prefer men who are more like my brother.

What the heck?

Havoc, you are not my type,
so let's pretend we never spoke of this.

That's too bad.
Oh? What's the matter, Lieutenant?

I'll bet 10,000 cens that he blows it.

I'll bet 10,000 cens
that she turns him down.

Okay, 30,000 cens says
they call the whole thing off.

That doesn't make for much of a wager,
you know.

That's right!

Why did I even come here?

THE MYSTERY OF WAREHOUSE 13

Well, as expected of Maj. Armstrong.

He's exactly the kind of man
I thought he was.

- Lt. Hawkeye, can you put out a dragnet?
- Yes.

I'm so hungry.

I've had to go without lunch
ever since I lost that bet.

I won, so I've been eating my fill.

Warrant Officer, please buy me something.

If I did that,
the bet wouldn't mean anything, would it?

Aren't those fixed yet?

I sure do hate this.
The whole area is creepy.

There are even stories
of ghosts appearing here.

- What's that sound?
- Don't tell me...

- There it is!
- There it is!

No, don't do that...

You're tickling me.

Wait!

Sit, shake, the other one, lie down.

All right.

- Good morning, Lieutenant.
- Morning.

- Hey, seriously?
- Yes, seriously.

The stories are true.

Give me a break. I won't be able
to take a walk at night anymore.

Did something happen?

They say they saw the 13th warehouse.
What nonsense.

- It's not nonsense, Colonel!
- That's right! We were so scared!

The 13th warehouse?

Military warehouses are only supposed
to go up to the 12th warehouse.

They say that there's a 13th one
that appears.

In fact, they say
that the location where it stands

was an execution ground a long time ago.

When night falls,
the 13th warehouse appears in the place

where there should only be 12 of them!

And the ghosts of those
who were executed there long ago

are known to make scraping sounds.

Digging up the ground,
looking for their previous bodies!

Ha! That's ridiculous.

Because you're in a state of fear,

you're just imagining the things
you're afraid of.

You must have mistook it
for something else.

Colonel, aren't you afraid?

Of course not. Alchemists are scientists.

It's our job to always look at things
with a logical mind.

But we're not the only ones who saw it.
There are stories all over Command Center.

This is pathetic.
And you call yourselves soldiers?

I'm going to reveal the reality
of the situation to those

who would spread these kinds of stories!

Really?! Everyone, rejoice!

The colonel said he was going to join
our operation tonight.

That's our colonel!
He thinks about his men!

Thank goodness!

With the colonel along,
there's nothing I'm afraid of.

Wait! What are you talking about?

You know,
tonight's operation to uncover the truth

about the ghostly phenomena.

You're going to show us
the reality of it, right, Colonel?

I did say that, but...

I'm afraid to go home
to the dorms at night.

Please help us, Colonel!

For crying out loud,
why do I have to tag along

on their little test of courage?

They all adore you, Colonel.

Why should I be pleased
about being adored by men?

How can men serve as soldiers
against flesh-and-blood

when they're afraid
of something they can't even see?

- I didn't tell you to stop.
- You looked like you wanted to stop.

- Oh, it's you, Col. Mustang!
- Sorry to drop in on you so unexpectedly.

I was just in the neighborhood.

My, thank you
for taking the time to see me.

- Go on, Elicia. Can you say hello?
- Hey there, Elicia. How are you?

Well, come inside.
I'll prepare some food for you.

No, I still have some work to attend to.
I'll be leaving now.

Like I said...

it's much more frightening
to take on a human being.

I see. As expected.
There's nothing in here about it.

These are all of Hughes' documents, right?

- Yes, that's everything.
- Fine, then.

Dispose of all of these materials.
Don't leave even a trace.

But these are official military documents.

I don't care.

The Fifth Laboratory has been shut down.

It's only natural that there wouldn't be
any records, right?

But there are too few of them.

Even if it was shut down,

there should still be records
of installation and maintenance.

Someone has been neglecting their duties.

- You mean Brig. Gen. Grand?
- What are you trying to say?

That it wasn't a mishap with the records,
but there are no records.

This is evidence that there was
a military directive to cover it up.

Though I couldn't imagine
that the Führer was aware of this.

Chimeras that were formed from humans,

amplification of alchemic powers
by means of a Philosopher's Stone...

Both would be powerful military assets
in battle.

You do know that those techniques
are forbidden, right?

Science is the result of trial and error.

Failing to utilize past mistakes
by learning from them,

and abandoning them
as being too dangerous

would be foolish, would it not?

Right now, I have Zolf Kimbley
and Shou Tucker under me.

All I need is the Führer's order.

There's a rebellion
starting up again in Liore.

There is also intelligence
that Scar is in hiding.

Would you like to test your powers there?

Yes, sir.

For Pete's sake, grown men clinging
together because of a ghostly disturbance.

But we're really scared.

Colonel,
having you along means a lot to us.

Let's just get this over with
and go home.

From here on, the streetlights are out,
so there's no light.

What is Maintenance up to?
This is dereliction of duty!

That should do it.

It's just your shadow, you idiot!

Sgt. Fuery, if you do this,
you can have fun with shadows.

See? It's a cute doggie.
Woof! Woof!

- Stop being so scared of everything!
- That's easy for you to say.

- We're really scared!
- I want to go home.

You call yourselves my men?

Come on! I'll prove to you
that there are no ghosts!

Don't leave us behind, Colonel!

Here is Warehouse 12.
And over there is an empty lot.

Look! Do you see a Warehouse 13?

Maybe it's hiding
since a lot of people are here.

Enough already!

Could it be that when they say 13...?

A B

The letter "B" from the alphabet.

It looks like the number 13.

I guess you could mistake it for that.

So while in the dark and in fear,
you misread it.

- Geez, you're such a scaremonger.
- See? You just need to listen to reason!

- So, what about the ghosts?
- They don't exist!

Thank goodness! Now I can relax
while I take a stroll here tomorrow.

Now that you got it, we're done. Let's go!

Now that I can relax, I'm feeling hungry.

- Should we get something to eat?
- You guys are buying tonight.

What? I don't have any money!

- That's what you get for scaring us.
- Wait.

- What is it?
- Look at this.

- What is it?
- Looks like something was dug up here.

- Don't tell me...!
- Falman!

Right.

This is...?

A bone.

It must be the bones
of an executed prisoner!

- It's really here!
- Calm down!

Even if this was an execution ground,

they wouldn't bury them here too,
you know!

Someone dumped this here.

A body illegally dumped
in a place which is said

to be a former execution grounds.

Criminals wouldn't come all this way
to a military base just to bury this.

Does that mean...?

Are you saying this is an incident
relating to the military?

It's highly possible.

It's also possible
that this bone belongs to a soldier.

Establishing the identity of the victim
is our top priority!

Don't leave a stone unturned!

They won't necessarily be buried
in just one spot.

Dig up anywhere that looks suspicious.

Roger!

Hey, are you thinking what I'm thinking?

Who's the one who put us up
to this nonsense?

Did something happen?

Never mind.

Yes?

Colonel, the tiger is on the move.

I'm looking forward
to hearing good things from you.

Excuse me!

What is it?

Requesting permission to participate
in the Eastern deployment.

I have requested that Maj. Armstrong
oversees combat on this trip.

The major is staying off the frontline

due to the injuries he sustained
in the skirmish in Ishval.

Even if the major
has distinguished himself,

I question whether he should be given
command of the frontline forces.

I also have a responsibility
to this command,

having once been stationed
at the Eastern Command Center.

Please allow me to participate.

- I have no objections.
- Very well. Col. Roy Mustang.

I order you to participate
in the Eastern Suppression detachment.

I humbly accept your order!

Fullmetal Alchemist...

Episode 38: With the River's Flow."

Whenever I fought...

Whenever I fought with brother...

I would always hunch down
on the bank of the river.