Story/Night 9-3 (Part2)/Script
T77: No, wait, this is the wrong way.
Actually M3: Why are we cut off…!?
T65: T77, where the heck did you lead us!? It’s all your fault!
Garand: We… can’t run any further...
Judge: Now that the situation is clear, there’s no need to waste words.
M4A1, come out from behind that cover. At the very least, I can guarantee that you will be taken intact.
Actually M3: I, I’m really not M4-san!
Judge: To think the leader of the AR Team would choose to try and save herself with such an explanation. You have no honor to speak off.
Actually M3: She’s not listening at all—
T65: Look at the bright side, M3-senpai.
At least you’ll get a tour of an SF base...
Judge: But I have to say, you have really disappointed me, M4A1.
Not only do you lack the aura of a leader, you even chose to disguise your signal as that of Griffin’s “Grease Gun” . Was there no better choice?
Actually M3: …
Judge: This is my ultimatum.
The Mastermind only ordered me to recover your digimind. You can choose not to make it so hard on yourself.
T65: *closes eyes* We’re really screwed now.
Actually M3: Grease gun?
Judge: If you are unwilling to listen, then—
???: There’s no need for that!
[A figure appeared at a high place not far from the group.]
M16A1: This ends here… SF scum.
What the hell are you trying to do to my sister?
Judge: You… how could you be here...
Impossible, did Dreamer not bring you back to the Master’s side?
M16A1: Dreamer? Really now?
Did you think Dreamer was really that dependable? You’d better correct that impression of her.
Judge: No, that Dreamer… what the hell is she playing at?
M16A1: I’m not counting on your childish digimind to understand.
You can go think on the rest while you’re lying in a pool of your own blood.
T65: ...M16… senpai
Actually M3: Am I… dreaming?
No, T65-san, hurry, the camera!
T65: Come on come on come on…
Ahhhhh why’d you pick this time not to work, you shitty camera!
Isn’t the part compatibility rate 100%!?
M3: Look out, T65-san!
T65: That was close...it nearly hit me...
Where’s the record button!
How do I work this antique, anyway!?
T77: senpai, the indicator light is already on.
It’s been filming for a while now, you just didn’t take the lens cap off.
T65: Ehh? Ah!
T77: ...Is this… is this for real!?
Is that… the real M16-senpai?
[A burst of furious fire rained down on Judge.]
M1928A1: Don’t stop!
Keep moving to the evac point!
M16… M16, she...
M1928A1: I’m not blind.
What the hell are you lot standing around for?
Do you think chances to escape from SF guns grow on trees!>
Judge: Don’t waste your effort.
M1928A1: Urgh… this is bad...
Garand: M3-san, we need a hand here! Hurry!
Judge: Begone. Carrying out the Master’s orders has the highest priority.
Even if the Master did not give me orders on how to deal with you, I will destroy you if you interfere with this objective.
M16A1: Are those your last words?
[M16 threw an object at Judge.]
Judge: A… a flashbang...?