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That black car is at it again.

Heading west on Bayshore 3, near Haneda.

All units in vicinity, converge at once.

Don't lose him this time!

What did he mean by, “that black car?”

Eh? You mean you didn't hear about it at today's meeting?

No, I was asleep.

There's a rebuilt Griffon popping up around here at night.

It keeps trashing Outriders,

but nobody's died yet, so it's being treated as horseplay that's gotten out of hand.

I silently rev up the darkness...

The Highway Patrol can't cope.

So someone's actually driving one of those antique Griffons?

...while holding fast the crisis of my heart.

The intent look in my eyes means a night of passion.

Look at that one go!

Looks pretty souped-up.

I can't wait for morning, without doing anything.

Yeah, I know.

Wha...?

She's my singing sweetheart.

Though I love someone, I cannot love wholeheartedly.

Calling all AD Police units.

THP requests assistance.

Do it! It's a lonely, crazy town again tonight.

Respond if you're nearby.

Man, what a bunch of old ladies!

“Burning Highway!”

Klaxons howling in the night sky.

“Burning Highway!”

Dreams burst into flame.

“Burning Highway!”

Sounds as good as ever! Huh...?

Run with anger until it shines.

This engine's a gas-guzzler!

We have another accident report this morning.

Let's get the details from Mr. Drinkwater, in the newsroom.

Outriders-inflicted casualties have been on the increase, but this time it was different...

Hey, did you spend all night on that?

You really work hard!

Oh, it's you, Priss.

Doesn't Sylia worry about you?

I'm too old for that!

Oh no you're not!

Where's Pops?

If you mean Dr. Raven, I think he's in the back.

Pops! Yo, Pops!

It's me, Priss. Fill 'er up.

Call me “Doctor!”

How many times do I have to tell you?

Oh, there you are, Pops.

Give me a tankful of Raven Special.

Doctor!

Looks like you've built a real beauty.

What can you squeeze out of the engine?

It's a twin-turbo 1500, so about 700 horsepower.

The drivetrain works with a shaft that doesn't use viscous oil.

That way, there's little time lag or loss.

The small parts are from combat hardware: the new HF-130, to be exact.

There was one buried in the junkyard out back! Can you believe that?

You've really put something incredible together here.

Let me ride her.

She's all finished, right? So start her up.

But I just put it together for fun. It's not something you can really ride...

Be a good boy, Mackie, and do what I tell you to, okay?

Okay...

Strike One!

I swear, this bike shouldn't guzzle so much gas.

Can't be helped. To get the power output you ordered, it has to.

Hey, Pops!

Yeah?

Who's in this picture?

Doctor.

Huh?

I told you to call me Doctor!

All right, all right!

Okay, thanks a lot, Pops!

Doctor!

Tag! You're it!

missing

Come on!

You can't catch me!

missing?

Come on! Over here!

missing with stutter?

All right, that's far enough, thank you very much.

I planted an antipersonnel mine.

Lift your foot and it goes off.

We lost again!

It's just like Sylia to sacrifice Nene.

Come on! A bet's a bet!

Linna!

If we're paying for this, I'm going to get my money's worth.

Come on, eat!

Anyway, suddenly the jobs have stopped coming, haven't they?

That's so.

Well, no jobs for us means...

Peace on earth, huh?

Yeah, right!

But no work is no good, you know.

I want to buy new clothes and trade in my old car.

On the other hand, it's nice to be able to make time to see your boyfriend, right?

What's that?

You have a boyfriend?

Huh?

Who do you mean?

Oh! He's already history.

How depressing.

“Someday, I'll be a 3-D artist.”

Who cares about art?

He was always talking about his dreams. It's like he had no sense of reality!

But that was wasteful, Linna.

If it were me, even if we were poor, so long as we loved each other...

...I'd want to be with him forever.

Oh, I want a passionate love too, and soon!

You're always talking about your dreams.

It's like you have no sense of reality.

Oh, you're mean!

What's so funny?

All of you make fun of me...

...but I could get myself a man or two anytime I felt like it.

I'm already broke this month,

and then this sets me back.

It ain't funny.

Just thinking about it pisses me off.

Things couldn't get any worse!

You son of a bitch!

Hey, you all right?

You're a real funny guy, you bastard.

Just you wait!

Linna, did you know that the waist bags on this skirt you lent me?

What? No way!

What's your size?

Well, uh, what's yours?

Oooh, none of your business!

Hey, come on! Quit dragging your feet!

I really don't need to have a doctor examine me, you know...

Considering all the reckless things you do, you most certainly do!

You're going to have a complete checkup, and get all your old injuries fixed.

Now, then, No. 2 Surgery is...

the blue line.

Which way?

Come on, come on. I told you, the blue line.

Slow down, will you? I'm a casualty!

Ow! What the hell?

Look, look... that one's not too bad.

So what? He's got a girl.

Man, what an obnoxious crew.

Not like you at all, huh?

What?!

You should do that stuff at Sylia's place.

You can access computers anywhere in the world from there.

No can do.

Sylia won't let me use her system for personal business.

Same here.

What do you think would happen if somebody caught us?

It'll be all right, I tell you. It'll only take a moment.

Now get a move on!

Ohhh... it's always like this with you.

You can pay me back by taking me out.

Girl, all you think about is eating.

Okay, here's the list of Griffons registered in Tokyo.

The model all but disappeared five or six years ago.

Presently, there are... let's see... four left.

All the owners are pretty old.

Hey, this one's 74!

I wonder if he can even drive?

An aging bunch of collectors, huh?

Well, it was an import aimed at enthusiasts.

Can you call up the registration list from three years back?

Sure, just a sec.

There. We're up two, to a total of six.

Get me the full rundown on those two.

Okay.

This one changed hands two years ago.

The current owner is J. B. Gibson, age 28.

He had an accident six months ago,

and the registration was purged this past spring, after it expired.

What about that accident?

Lemme see...

What the...?

There's a protection block on this level.

Oh, hold on.

I've got the Chief's voice.

This is Toodoo.

There. Now we're cleared for Level Four.

You're good.

A passenger vehicle driven by J. B. Gibson...

...was waylaid on the outbound level of Highway 3...

...by the Outrider gang and collided with a guard rail.

Subsequently, he was assaulted and seriously injured, suffering five compound fractures.

His passenger, Naomi Anderson, was also hospitalized, suffering from shock.

J. B. Gibson!

Hey, who's in here?

Oh, uh...

Oh, it's you, Nene.

What're you doing?

Oh, uh... just running an inquiry into the data on the McPherson case.

You free after work?

My mom will be mad if I don't go straight home.

See ya...

Hey! That was cold!

Hi...

Hi...

I thought I'd been abandoned.

You can't idle your car in front of a police station forever.

I ended up circling the AD Police complex seven times.

Oops, sorry.

So, Milady, where to now?

Oh, munchies! Head for a restaurant!

It's my last request.

I need the MFS Control Unit to fully use the car.

You fool. What're you talking about?

If I'd known what you were going to do, I'd never have built the thing.

It's not that I don't understand how you feel, but that's all in the past now.

Forget it, and think of the future.

Make Naomi happy.

Don't talk to me about Naomi!

Gibson...!

Who was that just now?

Cut that out or take it some place else, asshole!

Yo!

Good evening.

Hey there, Pops.

If it's the bike you want, it's in the back. Don't do anything reckless.

Lives and motorcycles don't last forever, you know.

Yeah, sure...

What the?

Hey, it's them!

Oh, those two!

I thought they looked suspicious when we saw them at the hospital.

Hospital, you say?

The woman was in a wheelchair.

Yeah, and she freaked out at the sound of motorcycles.

She was out of her mind!

So that's what Gibson meant, damn him...

Gibson!

You know him?

Uh, yeah, a little.

Hello, Raven's.

Hello? Gibson?

It's you, isn't it, Gibson?

Gibson, answer me!

Pops...

Where are you, you idiot?

I heard about Naomi.

Don't do anything stupid!

Priss...

I mean, I have a request to make of the Knight Sabers.

Stop that fool Gibson!

The Griffon, right?

How did you know?

So... I'm right, after all.

Gibson!

J. B. Gibson!

J. B. Gibson!

Hold it!

Anyway, there'll be a disaster unless we save them.

Sylia, are you listening to me?

I've got it. So what about our fee?

No problem, no problem.

Pops says he'll upgrade the motoroids for free.

Hey, what're you talking about?

I didn't say one word about any such thing!

What's the big deal? For you, that would be cheap!

Well, okay. After all, we can hardly refuse a request by Dr. Raven.

This is Adam-13. Have made contact with the Griffon.

He's on SK Avenue, heading toward Takaido.

Request immediate backup!

Come on! Don't drive like some drooling idiot!

Attention all Highway Patrol units.

We have requested AD Police assistance.

They are currently standing by along the highway.

Chase the bastard to them, whatever it takes!

What kind of motorcycle is that?

Mackie built it.

It's the only thing we've got that can catch the Griffon.

What about Nene?

She'll be at AD Police HQ, updating us on the situation.

All right, let's go.

Sylia, do you read me?

The Griffon's on the inbound level of Highway 4.

AD Police are ready and waiting. They've set a trap on Eastbound Bayshore 1.

They're going to chase him down Loop Highway 9.

Got it. Thanks.

You heard her, Priss.

Gibson's a goner, unless we stop him before he hits the Bayshore.

Roger, roger!

Let's do it!

Getting this hunk of scrap up here took some doing, huh?

Yeah, nobody's going to just waltz up and punch through this kind of armor.

Uh-huh. Tonight is the end of the road for that bastard.

Report from Adam-12.

The Griffon has slipped into the Loop, and is now on Highway 9.

Naomi, are you all right?

Where are we?

Gib, do you know where we are now?

Naomi! Are you...?

What have you done to yourself, Gib?

What have you done to this car?

You've come to your senses, Naomi!

Never mind, just stop the car!

Gib!

Griffon sighted. Something seems strange. I'm going to get closer.

Presently 11 km from the barricade.

ETA: 142 seconds.

Transmitting visuals.

The Knight Sabers!

Gib! Gib, hang on!

No good! It's too fast. I can't keep up!

Shit, this just keeps getting worse.

Watch this! Okay, haul ass!

Go!

Sis is taking some awesome shortcuts, but I don't know if she can catch up with you!

What is the world coming to...

...with a devil kissing an angel?

Damn! Toasted it again!

A kiss that rips open the heart...

...manipulates gentleness.

But if you can hold on to something...

...go on outside. It'll be okay.

Oops, sorry about that.

Who are you?

Scream “Love!” to someone, in your own way.

Swear “Peace” to someone. This is bravery.

We're bailing out.

There's no way I can stop the car in time.

Here it comes!

Scream “Love!” with all your heart...

...until you can see light.

Priss, when I give the word, jump off of the Griffon!

Swear “Peace” in your heart, with hope.

Sylia!

What are you talking about? I can't see you at all!

It's okay! We're right behind you!

Scream “Love!” with all your heart...

...until you can see light.

Priss!

Swear “Peace” in your heart.

Something will change!

What kept you?!

Shoot the engine!

Perhaps the Griffon's energy was one machine's hatred of selfish people.

So what finally happened to those two?

Not much of anything happened to them.

They just got arrested.

You should know better than any of us.

It was under THP's jurisdiction.

But I can't help admiring what they did.

I can't really understand that sort of thing, you know.

Until the authorities crack down on the Outriders, there'll be more victims like them.

You're always talking about difficult things...

Oh, by the way, where's Priss?

She's doing a little work for me.

I give up!

There's no way I can fix it!

Hey! You're responsible for it!

Hey, Mackie doesn't have to know.

Could you fix it for me, Doctor?

“Pops” is okay.

Hey, all right!

Someone said, “If you fall in love, you'll get lonely.”

It's not like me to be as weak as this.

I linger by myself on the twilight streets.

The rain stops and the pavement glitters.

I've felt like this for some time now...

...since I met with the tears you showed me.

Although, when we meet, all we do is fight...

...and we're not in a romantic mood...

...for some reason, when I'm sad, I fix my sights on you.

Someday, I'd like to bury my face in your strength...

...since I know I'm weak... but I'd rather we stay the way we are now.

I feel like I won't get my wish...

...knowing the gentleness you've shown me.

Contrary to my words...

...although I act tough...

...for some reason, when I'm alone, I fix my sights on you.

Someday, I'd like to bury my face in your warmth...

...since I know I'm weak... but I'd rather we stay the way we are now.

Someone said, “If you fall in love, you'll get lonely.”

It's not like me to be as weak as this.